#local gremlin turns into real horror

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Lucifer Morningstar / reader

Warnings: religious references, alcohol, stupid drunk decisions, hallucinations?, slight horror elements, questionable friends, no use of y/n, also don't sell your soul kids!

A/N: this is just a one shot, at least its supposed to be. I just liked the idea and it wouldn't leave me alone so here you go! Have my weird little story gremlin

It’s a relatively normal night when you sell your soul to the devil. Or at least it had started out that way. Admittedly it had been an accident and a drunken one at that. You hadn’t really expected anything to come from your friends stupid dare but it seemed the old and tatted book she had found in the back of a junk store had been the real deal and you were the one now paying the price for her curiosity. Quite literally it would seem. 

On the last Friday of every month your normally quiet and relaxing apartment suddenly became the place to be, the small space crammed full of people and so noisy you could barely hear yourself think. Well, crammed might have been a slight exaggeration. There were six of you in total, somehow managing to fit on your small couch and armchair and not feeling like there wasn’t any room to move. Though there was only six of you they were loud though, their voices getting louder with every new bottle of wine that was opened and leaving you convinced this would be the one where Mrs Crouch from downstairs finally logged a noise complaint with the police like she was always threatening to do. You couldn’t really bring yourself to care too much about old Mrs Crouch from 3B though, four glasses in and having too much of a good time for it to be an issue. 

It was somewhere after the XXXL pizza had been demolished and the fourth bottle of wine had been opened that a game of truth and dare had been suddenly suggested. It had been meet with a mix of groans and cheers, you very much not wanting to take part after the last time it had been suggested. You had gotten so drunk that you could hardly remember what had happened that night and as a result had spent most of the next day hugging the toilet and feeling sorry for yourself. You were just tipsy enough that it hadn’t taken much to convince you to play the childish game and soon enough the empty wine bottle had been set on the middle of the table and spinning towards its first victim. 

It had all been standard stuff to start with, like run to the end of the hall and back naked, who did you actually make out with at your work’s Christmas party and down the pickle juice out of the jar. Childish and innocent enough that had all of you laughing and your neighbours shouting at you to “shut the hell up!” Well, it had been until it had gotten to your turn and then tings suddenly took a turn for the weird. 

You weren’t religious, hadn’t been since your dad had run off either his secretary when you were a teenager. You had been though, and your mother still was, often calling up on a Sunday afternoon to complain that you had gone yet another week without going to church and that you were opening yourself up to the devil’s influence, starting with “those so called friends of yours. Mark my words their satanists, the lot of them and your letting them corrupt your soul. If you don’t repent soon, you’re going to end up in hell. Is that what you want, eternal damnation and suffering?” It reminded you of your childhood, listening to your local preacher damning all of humanity at bible study and the church run groups you had been forced to attend. 

Your friends knew about you strict bible filled upbringing and it was often a point of their teasing so it shouldn’t have surprised you that when you picked dare they had managed to include it somehow though you would never have expected it to go the way it had. You had out right laughed when they had dared you to sell your soul to the devil, mockingly saying “oh please Mr Devil Sir, take my soul in exchange for another bottle of wine,” to a chorus of laughs from the rest of your friends and loud agreement as you clinked your mostly empty glasses together. It hadn’t stayed funny for long though, especially not when an old and tattered book had been pulled out from a long forgotten bag, the thing smelling musty and slightly like rotten eggs with an aura about it that had the hairs on the back of your neck standing up and goosebumps covering your arms. 

No, you weren’t religious, but you did find the whole thing weird as the ritual was explained to you, your friends seeming uncomfortably eggar and already having some of the odder things the ritual called for. It seemed to much like it had been planned, no one questioning it as animal bones and weird herbs you had never heard of were pulled out of the same bag as the book like it was normal to carry them around. It left you feeling nervous, like you were breaking some sort of taboo that never should have been spoken about let alone acted upon. It hadn’t bothered anyone else as much as it had you, but you supposed that was the whole point of them giving it to you as a dare. It was just a bit of fun for them, a chance to make fun you because you used to go to church every Sunday and were still a little reluctant to take the lords name in vain.

You had said no to start with, instead opting for the forfeit because having to take a shot of the weird sludgy grey concoction you had all had a hand in making seemed better than messing around with the occult. The problem was that you had always been a bit naive, your upbringing leaving you isolated and lacking the knowledge that others your age had from just every day life. You had always felt like you were at a disadvantage and as a result you were eager to fit in, not wanting to seem like a prude or killjoy. The alcohol didn’t help, lowering your inhibitions and it hadn’t taken much teasing and cajoling from your friends to change your mind, snatching up the book and demanding to know what you needed to do whilst trying to keep your hands from shaking. 

It had taken all of ten minutes to get everything set up, your poor wooden floor now supporting a pentagram with a weird array of symbols drawn in sharpie around it and every candle you owned now placed at every point of the pentagram. You had just a handful of seconds to worry about what your land lord would say if you couldn’t get the pen off the floor before your attention was drawn elsewhere, the clatter of someone rummaging through your kitchen cupboards to worrisome to ignore. 

When everything was in place, and everyone sat around the drawn circle the nerves had come back tenfold. It must have been obvious how reluctant you were as the mix of herbs and various animal bones were thrown into one of your pasta bowls, along with a couple of odd looking things that you had no clue what they actually were. No one seemed to notice though, your friends laughing and joking as they passed around another bottle of wine. You had declined a glass when offered, suddenly feeling sick. Your mother’s words chose that moment to come back to you, her sharp angry insistence that your friends were damning you to Hell apparently now a fact. She was going to be so angry if she ever found out you messed around with this stuff, even as a joke.

Only one of your friends had seemed to notice your sudden queasy state, sitting down next to you on the floor and reassuring you that it was “all a bit of fun, yeah? It’s not like any of this stuff is actually real. Trust me, the only thing that’s going to happen is a whole bunch of nothing.” That had gone some way to easing your worry. Not that you believe in that sort of stuff because let’s be real, angels? Demons? A fiery pit of damnation or an eternal paradise of peace and happiness? It was all just made-up nonsense to scare people into doing the ‘right thing’ whatever that was and it was way more likely you were just a jumbled mess of atoms and electrons that returned to the either when all was said and done. Right?

Slight religious panic aside it took all of five minutes before you were butchering your way through several verses of Latin, your hands trembling slightly as you tried to keep your voice from doing the same. The pin came next, a simple pricking of your finger and a few drops of blood squeezed out, falling into the bowl that had been placed in the middle of the circle. You can’t help but be slightly fascinated by it, swearing you can hear each drop splashing as it hit the strange assortment of things already in there. A ridiculous notion but you would aware it to be true, each little drop followed by a gentle sizzle like it was hit red hot coals instead of bone and dried herbs. 

Soon enough all that was left was for you to decide what it was you were going to ask for in exchange for your soul. It wasn’t real, you knew that, but you still hesitated, your pen hovering over the scrap bit of paper you were supposed to write it down on. Your friends had their own ideas, telling you to ask for a box or skittles or for the cutie from your local grocery store to ask you out on a date. They even suggested asking for money, enough that you would never have to worry about the cost of anything ever again. It was all frivolous things, nothing of any real value and even though it was just a game your couldn’t bring yourself to write down any of it, knowing a souls worth was more than a few material possessions. Instead, you had written something down that seemed impossible to you, something the devil would surely turn down if he was real. It was just as stupid and childish as the other’s suggestions but that hadn’t stopped you from writing down ‘to be happy’ before folding it up and setting the paper alight before anyone else could read it. 

The burning paper had set whatever else was inside the bowl aflame, a dense white smoke curling up from the pot and smelling a lot like those new age shops that burnt incense like it was going out of fashion. The room fell silent, everyone watching the pot and seemingly holding their breath as they waited for something to happen. The flames of the candles flickered, like a gentle breeze had blown across the room and then…nothing. Nothing happened. Nothing changed and whatever weird spell that had fallen over the room broke, a couple of people bursting out into laughter about how serious everyone had been, already getting up and going after another bottle of wine whilst they teased one another. Not you though, you stay where you were, back straight and eyes wide as your heart thundered away in your chest. 

Had it been nothing though? You could have sworn that as the candles had flickered you had felt a presence at your back, large and ominous as it pressed up against you. Like it intended to devour you whole. Something that had felt suspiciously like fingers had wrapped around your neck and wrists, long and burning hot like coals as their grip grew impossibly tight, your breath catching as your body stilled in fear. And then came the voice, carried on the strange breeze that had blown through your home and somehow sounding both light and musical yet somehow solemn as it had whispered “deal” into your ear, it’s hot breath causing shivers to run down your spine. It had only been a second, a fleeting moment but it left you shaken, the feeling like you had made a grave mistake washing over you. It wasn’t real, you knew it wasn’t. Heaven and Hell, angels and demons, they didn’t exist. It was just a mix of your upbringing and over active imagination playing tricks on you. It had all been in your head, no one else seemingly noticing anything. You were just being silly, that’s all it was. 

It didn’t take long after your little make believe ritual for the others to leave, all of them suddenly tired or having plans in the morning. You didn’t really care, for once glad that they were leaving earlier than planned so you could get yourself to bed and forget this night had ever existed. No one offered to help tidy up, but they never did, almost always just leaving everything where it was. Maybe if you were lucky a glass or two would make it into the kitchen but you didn’t hold out much hope. 

Once alone though that uneasy feeling started to creep up on you again and despite your best efforts you found yourself staring down at the pentagram like you expected a portal to open up and some demonic beast to pop up and drag you kicking and screaming down to Hell. The room seemed to get hotter, a weight settling around your neck and wrists, almost like you wearing a choker and bangles made of metal. The lights began to flicker, one after the other as the room filled with the crackle of electricity. Suddenly all the shadows seemed darker, more sinister, like they were crawling up the walls and spreading across the floor to get to you, their inky black tendrils looking far to much like claw tipped finger as they reach out for you. Your heart rate picked up, back pressed firmly against the door as your hand blindly searched for the handle. “Not real, not real, not real,” you chanted to yourself, eyes squeezing shut as your fingers brushed against the lock. 

The loud slam of a door had your eyes flying open, a startled panic filled cry falling from your lips as you stumbled backwards, the door handle digging painfully into your back. Your fear filled mind struggled to keep up with what you were seeing or in this case the lack of what you could see. The room beyond looked just like normal, no creeping shadows or ominous presences to be found, the lights on and filling the space with a warm and inviting glow. Of course there was nothing there. It wasn’t real, none of it was. You just needed to sleep off the worst of the hangover you were most likely going to have and move on with your life. Chalk all this up to Catholic guilt and be done e with it. 

Feeling embarrassed and stupid you pushed away from the door and started the arduous task of clearing away the mess that had been left strewn around your apartment, knowing that you wouldn’t have time to do it in the morning despite how badly you just wanted to forget it and collapse into bed. You avoided the satanic mess on your floor though, the heavy feeling around your neck and wrists getting worse the closer to it you got. That you wouldn’t leave till the next day when you would be better equipped mentally for trying to get the sharpie off the floor. If it would come off that is. If not, you would have no choice but to spend the last of your spare money on a rug to cover it up and hope your landlord didn’t want to look under it on your next inspection. 

Feeling drained you finally started on your normal nightly routine. Though you checked the windows and doors were locked twice tonight, your paranoia getting the best of you. You would normally leave your bedroom door open as well but tonight you closed it, not wanting to see the shadows that lurked beyond. Slipping under the covers had felt like sweet relief, whatever fear and worry you had been carrying around all evening vanishing as you snuggled down into your pillows. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep, the late hour and alcohol you had consumed finally taking its toll on you. 

Somewhen in the early hours of the morning though the quiet and stillness of your home ended. The small bowl still in the middle of the pentagram began to smoke again, the candles that remained half melted at the points relighting all on their own. The red flames flickered and danced, casting long shadows that shifted and pulled together creating the silhouette of a man, with a cane and top hat. Silently the shadow moved through your apartment, your bedroom door silently opening with just a wave of its cane. You were so deeply asleep that you didn’t even stir as your bed dipped slightly under a new weight. You sighed softly as a clawed back hand gently brushed across your cheek, its sharp thumb nail dangerously close to your closed eye. The hand trailed down, nails not even pressing hard enough to leave behind so much as a red mark. They stilled at your neck, thumb brushing against the hollow of your neck. There came a glimmer of gold, a large decorative collar appearing around your neck, decorated with snakes and a large red apple at the front, a matching golden chain hanging from a loop at the front and leading straight into the shadows hand. 

From within the shadow came the same disembodied voice from before, soft and slightly forlorn as it whispered “happiness huh? I hope that’s possible, for both our sakes.” Unaware of what lurked over you, you slept on peacefully, blissfully ignorant of the fact that you had been wrong and now, because of a stupid drunken game you were bound for all eternity to the Devil himself, no longer the one in possession of your soul. 

[aliyah-the-creator]

This is my very first post, so I hope I do good! Please give me some feedback, I would love to hear it.

The Umbrella Academy Life Swap:

The Hargreaves switch lives instead of powers.

• Ben ran away at the age of 13 and got lost in the dimension inside his stomach, the Handler eventually finds him and recruits him to the Commission. He works as a super powered agent that saves his victims from his sadistic partners, Hazel and Cha-Cha. Ben doesn’t come back in a 13 year old body like Five, he’s the same age as his siblings, and Ben does know about the apocalypse and has the eye. And unlike Five, Ben actually tells his siblings about the apocalypse and how he was a super powered assassin that acted as the kidnapper and lookout. When the Hargreaves were 13, Ben had tried to talk to Five out of time traveling because logically, he may not know where he would end up, but Five wouldn’t listen to him and started arguing with him. The fighting got so loud that Vanya and Klaus eventually got pulled into the argument as well and it turned into a fistfight with all 4 of them. All of them ended up with scratches and bruises on their faces, a few chunks of their hair missing, and cleaning the mansion floors and ceilings from top to bottom and every single room without using their powers as a punishment for fighting by Reginald. At 2 am, Ben woke up after a nightmare and felt bad about getting Vanya and Klaus into trouble when they didn’t even started the fight in the first place and tried to go to their rooms to apologize, but he never did because the Horror became restless and angry that it didn’t get anything to eat and wanted to make Ben feel how trapped they felt when Reginald always had them kill people, so Ben’s tentacles grabbed him and opened the portal to their world, which was the apocalypse, and trapped him there for 10 years until the Handler came and recruited him and was never seen after that day again. Because of Ben’s disappearance, Vanya and Klaus blamed Five and his ambition for time travel since it was him who argued with Ben in the first place and Five had never forgotten it. Ben hopes that Klaus and Vanya would forgive Five in time. Ben read Klaus’s book about what happened to his family when he disappeared, he read about Luther running away to Dallas to forget about the Umbrella Academy, about Diego staying at the Academy to keep fighting crime, about Allison’s death and how she’s now mute, how Klaus is trying to get sober and stabling himself, how Five became a professor at a prestigious university and a vigilante, and how Vanya took a dark path into alcoholism.

• Five became a lowly-paid physics professor at community college after he was fired for punching a colleague at prestigious university and he’s also a vigilante, but his fiancé Delores doesn’t like it though. Five met Delores at a professor’s conference in Canada where she was presenting her findings on the science of gems and geodes since she’s a mineralogy professor (someone who teaches the study of rocks and crystals) and where he was discussing the possibility of time travel. Those two immediately hit it off and are now engaged, Five proposed to her by using different types of gems to spell it out. Five uses his powers of teleportation to be a mysterious assassin and hero.

• Klaus is a dancer at a local theater and he has somewhat control over his powers, but if the ghosts get too loud, he smokes cigarettes instead of weed so he wouldn’t be high at a recital. He became friends with Leonard Peabody aka Harold Jenkins when Klaus was 23 after his family abandoned him for writing an auto-biography about him having a power that traumatizes him and what the Umbrella Academy was really like behind the scenes, it’s called “The Ghosts Inside the Umbrella Academy: the life of Klaus Hargreaves”. Harold makes him more isolated by threatening to kill himself and haunting Klaus for the rest of his life if Klaus tries to leave him. Since Klaus never had someone ,besides Ben, care for him and give him a home and food since he was living at a homeless shelter when he met Leonard, Klaus thinks that this type of friendship is normal and doesn’t think twice about it. In his book, Klaus portrays his remaining siblings as people who knew about his drug abuse, but didn’t do anything about it; he portrayed Luther as a hotheaded daddy’s boy who was treated like the Golden child, Diego as a momma’s boy with daddy issues always trying to compete with Luther for everything, Allison as his favorite sister who was taken too soon, who’s death was the final straw that tore apart their family, and who acts as a silent ghost mother since she’s mute (no one believes him that he can see her though), he portrays Five as the cause of Ben’s disappearance and as a heartless gremlin who doesn’t care about his siblings enough to see that his siblings are hurting and have real problems of their own, he portrays Ben as his kind-hearted and favorite brother who was the glue that hold their family together and who’s disappearance drove a wedge between the family, and he portrays Vanya as his ordinary violin playing sister that desperately wanted to belong with their family in any way she could, but turned to alcohol when she learned that her dream of being in the Umbrella Academy was crushed by Reginald and who had the easy life of not being exploited by their father for her powers like he was. Vanya actually confronted him about her portrayal in the book and they said some things that they shouldn’t have, but they eventually forgave each other and Vanya moved in with him and Leonard a month later. Klaus didn’t mind that Vanya and Leonard were dating, but saw a striking difference between Vanya and Leonard’s relationship and Vanya and Sissy’s relationship when Vanya came back from the 60s. With Leonard, Vanya was walking on eggshells and isolated from her brothers and couldn’t be herself around him, but with Sissy, Klaus saw that Vanya was happier and could be herself around Sissy and loves Harlan like her own son. Klaus was the one to kill Leonard with his powers by having Allison choke him to death when he badly hurt Harlan with a gun and tried to drown Sissy.

• Allison dies at the age of 17 when her throat was slit by a serial killer on a mission and now acts like Klaus’s mother by always keeping him sober enough to conjure her and giving him healthy advice, but ultimately going along with almost every crazy idea Klaus has. Since she has a slit throat she can’t talk, but she does sign language instead and like Ben, she ages like Klaus, but still wears the same outfit she was buried in: a yellow and green striped dress with a blue flora printed jacket with red heels and a pair of black leggings. She HATES Leonard Peabody because he’s manipulating Klaus into isolation from their family and she tries to get Klaus out of their toxic friendship, but Klaus always denies Leonard’s abuse. She misses her siblings so much that she’s deeply hurt that she had ignored their problems for so long.

• Diego stayed at the Umbrella Academy because he didn’t know how to be anything else but a hero, he also didn’t want to Mom behind, so he began reading and writing code to free Grace from her restrictive rules that Reginald put on her, but after his accident that had him have scars all over his body and face to the point where he lost his left eye and his face is almost beyond recognition, Diego left the Academy when he realized that there was no point in staying and became a recluse in his good friend, Eudora’s house. Unlike Luther, Diego doesn’t have the monkey body because I just couldn’t see that type of body build on David Castaneda. Diego met Eudora at a local boxing gym, Eudora was impressed Diego’s fight skilled and was shocked to know that he was Diego “The Kraken” Hargreaves because Reginald told the whole world including their city and Luther, Klaus, Five, and Vanya that Diego died in an explosion a year ago when he had his accident. Diego ,of course, was pissed that his own father told everyone and his siblings that he was dead instead of saying that he survived the mission and was just scarred for the rest of his life, but he wasn’t surprised that Reginald did that to keep up his reputation. Him and Eudora immediately became fast friends and roommates at her house since Diego had nowhere to go when he left the Academy 6 months ago and was living at an run-down and moldy apartment. They actually tried dating at one point, but because of their conflicted personalities, they decided to just stay friends and roommates.

• 3 months after Allison’s funeral, Luther ran away to escape his father’s tight gripped and cold stare and the house that reminded him of his lovely yet dead Allison when he was 18 years old. He ended up in Dallas, Texas where he became a famous boxer named King Kong since he’s so huge and muscular, met and married a successful TV salesman named Elliott Gussman, and they adopted an African American baby girl who they named Claire Allison Gussman. Luther decided to take Elliott’s last name ,even though it was Luther who proposed to him, to cut his ties off from the Umbrella Academy and the man who turned 6 children into soldiers and who blamed the death of an innocent 17 year old girl that happened to be his adopted daughter on his 4 sons and 1 daughter instead of the person who killed her in the first place. Luther and Elliott had a happy marriage for 3 years until Klaus’s book came out that exposed the secrets of Luther’s past and made him into a hotheaded bully with daddy issues who followed Reginald around like a eager puppy trying to get a reward and a coward ran away from his problems instead of facing them. Elliott was furious at Luther because when Luther came to Dallas he lied about being from a mob family that did all types of shady businesses and that he ran away because his “family” couldn’t understand and accept him being bisexual instead of telling him truth about his abusive father who raised them to be child soldiers, how his brother Diego would always tried to be better than him to their father’s approval, how his brother Five was too smart for his own good, how he loved his sister Allison more than he should, how he tried to forget about Ben’s disappearance, how he ignored Klaus’s drug abuse, and how he denied Vanya’s problem with alcohol for so long. When Elliott read Klaus’s book about what Luther did and who he was, Elliott immediately started arguing with him about his true identity. Luther tried to deny it, but couldn’t because he loves Elliott too much to even hurt him in a way. Elliott actually threatened to separate from Luther when their arguments gotten too much, but he didn’t and instead drove Luther and him to see a marriage counselor so that they could actually talk to each other instead of just arguing. Luther and Elliott eventually made up, but because of the book, Luther is the one that’s more pissed about it and at Klaus for almost making Elliott lose his marriage to him. Btw, Claire is 6 years old in 2019 and was adopted as a baby in 2013 by the Gussman family when Luther was 24 and Elliott was 30, a year after Klaus’s book was published.

• Vanya was introduced to alcohol at 13 years old when Five and Klaus were drinking 2 cases of beer that Five stole, Klaus persuaded her to take a sip of his beer and she hasn’t stop drinking since. Besides the violin and her pills, alcohol was the thing that defined Vanya and her personality. Vanya thought that no one would care about what happened to her since she was so ordinary and isolated that she dumped all of her pills in the garbage disposal and drinks her problems away. With her new coping mechanism, Vanya’s personality changed from quiet and meek to sarcastic and drunk. Five and Vanya left the Academy for college together, but ended up separated by the time they were 20 because Vanya kept drinking her tutition away. By the age of 22, Vanya ended up being homeless because she got kicked out of her apartment for not paying her rent with the money she used to buy alcohol. She still plays her violin, but only for cash instead of at The Icarus Theatre. She also read Klaus’s book and was upset about her portrayal as his alcoholic sister who had an easy life of being ordinary and never going on missions because she doesn’t have a power that can’t be turned off willingly or that can kill somebody; she cried and drank her misery away for 3 weeks until she confronted Klaus about the book, they both admittedly said things that they regretted, but ended up apologizing to each other in the end. She also meets and dates Leonard like in the show and instead of Allison finding the truth about Leonard, it’s Five and Delores who both tried to convince Klaus and Vanya that Leonard is a snake, but they both denied it. Vanya ends up living with Klaus and Leonard when her and Klaus made up when she’s 23. In my first draft I made it Five and Delores that Vanya ended up rooming with, but I wanted to make Vanya and Klaus isolated further by Leonard manipulating both of them. When the house is attacked by Hazel and Cha-Cha, Vanya is the one that’s kidnapped and tortured by them for 2 days and is rescued by Eudora who arrives with back up this time, but is injured in the spine by Cha-Cha. Vanya takes the briefcase and time travels to October 12, 1963 where she ends up falling in love with a woman named Sissy Cooper, a widowed housewife who accidentally ran Vanya over with her car, and becoming a nanny/second mother to Sissy’s 5 year old autistic son named Harlan. Vanya stayed with them until 1966 when a neighbor reported their “unholy” relationship to the police, so to keep them safe Vanya used the briefcase to go back to 2019 with Sissy and Harlan.

—When Vanya gets back to 2019 with Sissy and Harlan, no one believes her story except for Klaus, who promises to her relationship with Sissy a secret from Leonard, and Ben, who was the only one that was worried about her whereabouts in the first place besides Klaus. Vanya tries to become sober for the sake of Harlan not being afraid of her when she gets drunk and for Sissy and her’s relationship since her late husband was an abusive alcoholic, instead of conjuring the one she loves’s ghost like Klaus did in the show. When Vanya was dating Leonard, he would constantly have her and Klaus practice their music and dance at 12am-6am to train them more and if one of them mess up, he’ll have them locked up in a dark and tiny closet with only one dimly lit lightbulb and they would have to balance on a stool on one leg for the duration of their training. Leonard would also take his anger out on Klaus and Vanya if he had a bad day at his shop, which would leave Klaus with bruises on his arms and a black eye and Vanya with scratches on her back and bruises on her neck. (Trigger Warning for those who can’t handle stories with domestic violence) When the 3 of them were 27, Leonard gotten pissed at how independent and successful Klaus and Vanya were getting in their lives by Klaus getting paid more from his dance recitals and Vanya going to AA meetings more to the point of being sober for 3 weeks that he took his frustrations about losing his control out on them by punching and slapping Klaus and choking and scratching Vanya, but thankfully a neighbor called the police after hearing their screams and Klaus and Vanya were taken to the hospital and Leonard was arrested, but unfortunately Klaus and Vanya bailed Leonard out due to dropping charges against him as an apologize.

Here are the things that I changed

• Klaus and Vanya both cause the apocalypse by combining their powers at Klaus’s dance recital with Vanya’s violin because Leonard isolated them from everyone, manipulated them to the point of denying the abuse he put them through, and because of him trying to kill Sissy and Harlan for taking Vanya away from him.

• Five and Delores tries to explain to Vanya and Klaus that Leonard only liked them to get revenge on the Umbrella Academy and it was him that kidnapped Sissy and Harlan to get them to come back to him, but Five gets stabbed in the stomach by Klaus’s new found telekinesis and Vanya makes Five and Delores’s apartment collapsed after knocking Delores out. When the apartment collapses, Allison , who’s coperal at the moment, immediately grabs both a bleeding Five and an unconscious Delores and saves them from death and takes them to the Academy to be treated by Grace. Delores unfortunately loses her right arm to a huge piece of shrapnel lodged into it that’s cutting the circulation.

• When Ben goes to the apocalypse for the first time, he finds Luther with the eye clutched in his hand, Diego wrapped in black bandages holding a woman with a long black ponytail (Eudora), Five in an Armani suit with his eyes opened, and a red headed woman in a polka dotted blouse and a black skirt holding one of Five’s hand (Delores). All of them are dead and Ben finds out that they’re his brothers by the faded black umbrella tattoo on Luther’s wrist when Ben was inspecting the bodies. The bodies that Ben couldn’t find were Allison, Vanya, and Klaus’s, but after learning about Allison’s death from Klaus’s book, Ben kept looking for Vanya and Klaus.

• Vanya gets her burst of powers when Harlan almost drown in the summer of ‘64 in the lake 10 miles away from the farm. Harlan was playing with a beach ball when it got away from him and he tried to get it while Vanya and Sissy were cuddling in the sand and a wave pulled him under the water. Sissy started crying and panicking when Vanya couldn’t get Harlan to the surface, but after a minute of silence she was shocked and relieved to see Vanya holding Harlan in her arms while she’s floating in the lake with glowing white eyes. As soon as they get to shore, Vanya gives Harlan cpr which transfers her newly found powers to him like in the canon.

• Diego doesn’t show himself to his siblings until episode 3 when Hazel and Cha-Cha attack the house because everyone thinks he’s dead and he’s a recluse. He finds out about the attack from Grace (mom) when she calls him from her bedroom phone since they talk every day so that he can know what’s going on and because of these calls, Diego knows about Ben being back, how the funeral went, and how much each of his siblings changed over the years.

• In episode 1, since the siblings’ lives are switched around, the way they found out that Reginald died is slightly different from canon. Luther finds out from the press badgering him after he won a fight, Diego finds out from Eudora when she comes home after work and turns on the Tv in a flash, Klaus finds out during rehearsal on the radio that him and his group are listening to to practice the recital while Allison is dancing in the shadows behind him when the news suddenly comes on, Five finds out from his phone on social media when one of his students sent him the news link after Five teleports to his apartment after saving a 12 year old boy from being abducted by a creep and almost killing said creep by beating him senseless, and Vanya finds out from a bar Tv when she and Leonard are on a date. She immediately calls Klaus who was immediately going to call her to tell her the same thing when he was done rehearsals.

• Just to clarify, since Vanya spent 3 years with Sissy and Harlan in Dallas from 1963-1966, she is 33 years old and Harlan is 8 years old because he was 5 when he and his mom met Vanya. Even though Vanya spent 3 years in the ‘60s, she was only gone for 2 days with Klaus, Five, Delores, Ben, and Leonard searching for her.

• When the Hargreeves all come back for the funeral, the introduction of them to each other are very different. Diego doesn’t show up to the funeral to keep up the reputation of him being dead. Vanya and Klaus show up together, but immediately split up when Vanya goes straight to the bar making drinks for her and her brothers (mostly for her though) and Klaus goes to his old room to reminisce about his past. Five checks their father’s room and office for evidence of something other than a heart attack, he is the one that thinks that Reginald was murdered by someone, and he also greets Vanya and Klaus with Delores who went with him to meet his family. Luther is trying to get through the funeral as possible by almost avoiding his siblings, but that backfires when Five calls a family meeting to talk about their father’s death and Luther sees a tipsy Vanya holding a mix of vodka and rum, Klaus talking to Delores who is laughing at a funny story Klaus is telling, and Five lecturing the remaining siblings on how their father might’ve been murdered.

• Eudora is more present in the show since she survives the gunshot wound in her spine by Cha-Cha, but she ends up being paralyzed from the waist down in a wheelchair. She helps Five with discovering how Reginald actually died and Diego with stepping out into the world and seeing his family for the first time in years. Like in canon, she is the first one to find Vanya at the motel after finding the message that Hazel and Cha-Cha left on the van when they burned down the prosthetic factory after they got drunk off of Vanya’s “special lemonade” which is just lemonade mixed with wine and vodka. Unlike in the show, Delores and Ben go with Eudora as back up in case something goes wrong and it does end up going wrong with Cha-Cha and Eudora having a shoot out with each other in the parking lot that ultimately ends up Eudora becoming paralyzed by Cha-Cha’s bullet ricocheting off a lamppost and lodging into Eudora’s spine with her laser gunand Ben wrestling with his former partner Hazel in the motel room while Vanya is escaping through the vent with the briefcase in her arms and Delores in tow.

Ben breaks Hazel’s wrist and almost beats him to a bloody pulp for kidnapping Vanya, but he stops when he hears Eudora’s screams from outside and sees her on the ground behind her car and he immediately drives her to the hospital while Hazel and Cha-Cha get away before the police show up. Delores and Vanya get on a nearby bus to escape the chaos and they talk about what’s going on in their lives and Delores talks about how Leonard treats Klaus when they’re alone, but Vanya denies any abuse and opens the briefcase. The last thing Vanya hears is Delores screaming.

• The episode “The Day that Wasn’t” doesn’t exist in my AU and is instead replaced with an episode called “Welcome to the 60’s” where Five interrogates Sissy and Harlan about the past while working on the beat up briefcase to learn more about how to time travel. Eudora and Diego talk about how their long time friendship has become into a sibling relationship and about how Diego can reconnect with his siblings again. Luther and Delores discuss how they both want a normal and ordinary life with their husband and fiancé respectively, but fail to see that things can never go back to way they were. Ben goes off on his own to find the truth about Leonard Peabody, but finds himself at Griddy’s where he sees Hazel kissing Agnes and talks to them about his problems. Agnes gives Ben advice about how he can reconcile with his family by actually giving them time to process him being a time traveling assassin and him telling Five to not feel guilty about causing a rift between him and Vanya and Klaus because it wasn’t Five’s fault that Ben “ran away”.

I’ll continue the rest of the story when I have the time. Right now I just want to post this.

[blookmallow]

rating spirit halloween’s new animatronics for 2021

or at least what’s showing as New Arrivals on the site for me. looks like we got 15 new arrivals listed here and im HYPE about them so here we go

the caretaker

pretty standard reaper character with a Gravedigger theme to it. hes... fine? nothing about this particularly stands out to me, but i dont dislike it at all. i like his gravestone. would be good for a graveyard set. i guess ill give him... 6.5/10

mr. dark

at first glance he also just looks like a standard reaper character (or voldemort. he definitely looks like voldemort now that i think about it) but it turns out he SPRINGS UP RIDICULOUSLY TALL LIKE A CURSED WACKY INFLATABLE TUBE MAN and the spring motion in the video is actually really fucking fast so, while this isn’t a lot different from other jumpscare animatronics, i gotta give him credit bc i guarantee this would have scared the fuck outta me in person. according to the site he’s almost 9 feet tall at his full height 

i expected him to jump out and scream but i did not expect. That. i feel like if you put him up on a stage or something to make him loom over people even more he’d be very menacing indeed. would also be really good if you put him behind something so you don’t see him until he's suddenly There

i like him, 8/10 springy spook man 

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grave grabber

pretty much just a zombie but he’s cute i like him. i like the green eyes. i dont know what it is about him in motion but the video makes him kind of endearing to me for some reason and i dont know why. 6/10

ophelia

at first for some reason i thought the monster’s name was ophelia but i think that’s supposed to be the name of the victim? i think the idea here is “girl haunted by a Nightmare” but the fact that the monster itself is so small and doesn’t actually have a body for the most part makes this unintentionally hilarious to me 

like. it. it’s so small. it’s just a little shoulder demon. it’s so cute 

psst. hey do we have any more cheetos

anyway i like how the girl’s eyes move back and forth but the sounds she makes are uncomfortable and she just looks so. stiff and solid and there doesn’t seem to be any movement at all other than her eyes and the monster peeking out so it’s just kind of weird to look at. it’s an interesting concept but the execution is just strange and unintentionally hilarious. 7/10 bc i still think its really funny 

someone should buy this and mod it into chrona and ragnarok 

harriet hustle

WE DID IT KIDS WE FINALLY GOT A FEMALE CLOWN ANIMATRONIC im so happy i could cry i wish my store had her set up i want to meet her  

i love how they have her hanging upside down like this, it makes it so much more visually interesting than the figures that just kinda stand there looking spooky, even though she doesn’t really Do much (she just swings and her head moves around a little, just laughs, doesn’t have spoken lines) 

i love her outfit i love her hair shes SO cute i love this little murder gremlin i love her i love her 

im still waiting on spirit to give us a female clown figure that isn’t “creepy little girl” (ive commented before on how their only female figures tend to be either the Old Hag or the Creepy Little Girl and not a lot else) but i absolutely love this all the same 20/10

this one is fun too because we also have: 

henry hustle

according to the description he’s actually harriet’s dad!! we have an evil clown father and daughter duo here and im LIVING for it

i dont think ive ever seen spirit do characters that are related to each other like this that’s so cute,

apparently his wife/harriet’s mother left them and ran off with the ringmaster. he’s a single father clown trying to raise his evil daughter clown and i support him wholeheartedly

there doesn’t seem to be any more animatronics on this storyline, we don’t have the mother here and the only ringmaster animatronic they have is the rotten ringmaster who was released previously, but i doubt he’s the homewrecker ringmaster in question. he Could Be. imagine if your wife left you for That. we dont even know if henry’s wife was also a clown or not. spirit halloween clown lore going on here

anyway i absolutely LOVE this clown, he does something INCREDIBLY STARTLING AND UNEXPECTED which i dont want to spoil for you. go watch his video and see what he does its great 

my absolute favorite type of halloween animatronic is the “does something completely unexpected” category and this one is ALSO a clown and a GOOD clown at that

and he’s got this great vintage clown style i really like, i love scary clowns like this that actually look like they could believably be a real guy and not just some kind of mutant Clown Monster 

and hes got cards!! card suit motif!!! i love it i love him this is a great clown 20/10 for him too

w. raith 

we have this one at my local store and listen to me. im completely obsessed with this ghost

it’s pretty much just a ghost but it’s SUCH A GOOD ghost. especially in this photo here with proper spooky lighting and everything. i would absolutely LOVE to see this in a haunt attraction, it looks SO good even in bright store lighting. i feel like this under the right lights and in the right environment could look SO fuckign cool  

the shredded rag look!!! the ethereal glow!! the weird jellyfishy movement!!! the classic wooOoO oO o o ooo noises!! this may perhaps be the ideal ghost. it is without flaw. a perfect specimen. i fuckign LOVE this ghost i want it so badly but i do not have the space or the money for this thing 15/10 w. raith my beloved. my true love. maybe one day 

buzzsaw

at first i was slightly disappointed to see that this guy didn’t have an actual name, but then in the description apparently his name is Bill “Buzzsaw” Jackson and his backstory is he tried to be a wrestler but it didnt go very well so he grafted weapons in place of his hands. i guess. you know, to be better at wrestling. i dont really understand it and i definitely would not have gone with “disgraced former wrestler” as the concept for this guy  

but anyway we have mr jackson at my store right now, he’s Big, i like him. he doesn’t really move very fast and doesn’t jump at you, he just kinda swings his saw around. for some reason he just seems friendly to me and i dont know why. makes me think of like an uncle dressed up for halloween rather than an actual murderer guy. i dont know i cant explain it but i like him hes my friend 8/10

wacky mole

this guy’s also at my store this year, i didn’t know his name was wacky mole fsdgjsdg

he’s listed as a new arrival, but i thought i remembered seeing him before, and the description says he’s a returning fan favorite, so. i guess this is a re-release 

anyway pretty standard Scary Monster Clown. his teeth look like candy corn. i like it but i think they should just Be candy corn. i like his colorscheme and his silly giant buttons. light up eyes are always a nice touch. he doesnt really stand out but hes overall a pretty good clown. 7/10

grim

good ol’ classic skeleton. he’s pretty nicely modeled though and i highly recommend watching the video for this guy because he moves REALLY well for a spirit animatronic, he’s got a way wider range of movement than most of them do and his head moves really nicely. one of the benefits of a skeleton animatronic is you don’t have to deal with lip movement, so his jaw movements match with his lines a lot more realistically. i like the animated glowing eyes too, it really gives him a lot of personality. he’s really interesting to watch. like, it’s just a skeleton, but it’s a really really good skeleton, so, 8/10 

BEETLEJUICE!!

i love love love franchise character animatronics and spirit has so much great beetlejuice stuff this seems well suited to them but looking at it............. hm. hm

he just looks so. stiff and his face comes across like, deer caught in the headlights to me. it Does Not look very natural but it looks slightly better in motion (he just swivels from side to side and says a few phrases but it somehow looks less. shellshocked when he’s moving) 

maybe not the greatest execution but maybe he looks better in person and im still hype to see him so 8/10 regardless 

night stalker

we have this guy at my store too, im still not really sure what’s going on with his arms (did he just rip loose from them and leave them behind? did someone do this to him? i dont know) but i love a good spooky scarecrow. love his Wiggles. hes a pretty good boy. 6.5/10

here we have another pennywise, it pretty much just pops out at you, but it’s still pretty good. i like the full size one they had before better, but this one’s slightly cheaper and would be easier to integrate into a haunted house attraction since he comes with a built in set piece. it looks good but doesn’t do much. 7.5/10 i guess 

GHOSTFACE!!!!

FUCK YES I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS

please. please spirit halloween set him up in my store so i can see him

anyway hes got kind of the same issue beetlejuice has where the figure just. looks kind of stiff, and he looks more like a spooky ghost decoration than like, A Person. he doesnt seem to have any lines or anything either, he just kinda pops out. but then again i guess whenever we see ghostface in person in the movies he doesn’t usually talk anyway. i dont really know how id make this better but it seems a little underwhelming somehow. still hype to see it though. 7/10 i guess 

now if we could just get a jack torrance and a bela lugosi dracula id be content 

i would LOVE to see Red from Us but i doubt they’d do one. my other horror beloved is norman bates but i know if they made one of him it’d just be him in a dress waving a knife around (not that i wouldn’t still be hype to see him, but, y’know) (anyway. tangent. moving on) 

mr. howle 

it’s. a werewolf. he howls. that’s....... about it 

it’s a very nice looking werewolf, it’s a well designed figure and definitely looks very imposing, but it’s... just a werewolf. there’s not really anything particularly interesting or creative here. its a perfectly good werewolf. i dont have anything to say about this. 6.5/10 

i also just am not a werewolf person so maybe someone out there who has a greater appreciation for werewolves might like him more 

[lovelivingmydreams]

Okay so I decided not to risk any of their hits missing and letting all three of them have another go at the monster.

“Try and keep me on the sidelines, I dare you.” Remus grins as he puts down his Morningstar and drawing his sword. Roman and Virgil sigh and accept that even if Remus was barely able to move, he’d still want to get a shot in for payback.

First intimidation rolls. Everyone makes it yay!

The Night Terror turns to the trio with a terrifying screech.

They are not fazed however and ready themselves for battle. Remus and Virgil flash their feral forms, grotesque shadows of their darkest selves flashing in and out of existence. Glowing eyes and shadowlimbs sprouting from their back, their grins suddenly full of razor sharp teeth, their swords ablaze with magic. Roman throws back his cape and let’s himself and his readied sword glow with golden magic like an epic fantasy hero at sunrise.

The Night Terror rears back shocked, realizing it might be in over its head.

As one the trio charges in.

So Virgil gets a hit and does minus three damage thanks to his successful intimidation, now just one of the twins needs to hit. It doesn’t have to be impressive just one…

Roman fails! No! He had a good intimidation he had a minus four!  Okay so Remus gets… Nat 20? Ok. I can work with this!

Virgil effortlessly rushes up the Terror’s back and drives his sword into the remaining eye.

Roman makes a jump to try and hit his exposed neck, but remembers Virgil’s warning to stay away from its belly, and realizes that he doesn’t have enough speed to land a good hit.

He can see that Remus made a good jump though and decides to make the most of his failed attack, leaving the final blow to his brother, who’d honestly earned it.

“By the blazing carriage of Helios!” he screamed out as he swiped the air like an anime protagonist.

He didn’t hit but the noise drew the Terror’s attention as was his attention.

It lowered its head, leaving the back of his neck in the perfect position for Remus.

“Take that overgrown pool noodle!” he screeched. The creature didn’t have time to respond.

Remus’ attack hit and with a deafening scream putting all horror movie victims ever to shame the creature fell and let out it’s dying breath.

The trio stared at the remains for a moment or two. Unsure if it was truly down, ready for a final attack. But none came.

Virgil relaxed, prompting the twins to do the same and grin at each other in victory.

“Remus, help me clean up. Half this mess is yours!” Virgil called as he approached the monster and used his ‘magic’ to untangle the fear from the intrusive thought.

“When do you think it got out?” Remus wondered.

“To grow to this size? A while ago. We would have noticed if it started out bigger than a viper,” Virgil reasoned as he condensed a ball of fears and absorbed it’s energy, a shiver running down his spine.

“Ugh, I might be a bit hyper for a while after this,” he informed Roman, gesturing to the slowly shrinking being before returning to his task.

“Me too, but I’ll work through it real quick, promise,” Remus grinned dangerously.

“Why am I suddenly very worried?” Roman asked tensely as he cleaned of his sword and checked himself for injuries.  There were none. He was just a little tired from the fight.

Remus’ injuries were healing quickly due to the energy he was absorbing, and Virgil seemed fine too.

So all in all not bad for a first adventure.

“How about you leave an impressive scene for the knights to find when they arrive. They might feel more comfortable to see that the monster is gone than just take our word for it,” Virgil suggested.

Remus nodded eagerly. “That should do the trick!”

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Roman asked, not quite comfortable with just sitting around and waiting for them to be done.

“Try and calm Percy and Mel down? The fight has them pretty spooked I think!” Virgil suggested nodding up to the avians circling the clearing.

Roman nodded and waved the two down. After a few attempts and some hesitation the two landed on a tree branch nearby. Roman leaned against the tree and smiled up at them to ensure them that everything was alright.

“We’ll all be ok. Don’t worry. You were both very brave to try and defend your person’s. You both deserve medals for valor… And you too Virge! I’ve knighted people for less! You can’t get out of it now!” he called over teasingly, getting a resigned groan in reply.

“Fine!”

Roman chuckled and looked up. “See, still his good old gloomy self. He’ll be fine,” he promised Percy as he gently stroked his chest with his finger.

He looked up and saw Remus had already started on creating a scene for the guards to find.

“Remus! Tone it down will you!? They are not used to your kind of carnage!” Roman called out, laughing fondly. It really was quite unsettling, but he was just too glad that in the end they all were okay. The fight was over and what injuries there had been were already taken care off. Leaving nothing but an epic tale to bring home.

“Fine! I’ll lower the rating a little,” Remus pouts as he turns from the fake monster body to put his energy in a few torched trees and some patches of upturned earth as if something big had smashed into the earth.

“Clearly he is fine too,” Roman sighs with a smile at Mel. Both shape shifters seem calmer now.

Roman starts humming a song to himself as he waits for his fellow sides to finish and for his knights to return.

next

[thenightling]

Horror movie Tag Game

I got this survey from another page and copied and pasted it.

Favorite:   This changes based on my mood.  I’ll list ten right now.   The order and titles are subject to change on my whim.  Trick r Treat, Fright Night (1985) Fright Night: Part 2 (1988)  Dracula (1979), Frankenstein (2004 version starring Luke Goss, not the other 2004 version), The Company of Wolves.  The Raven (1963) Sleepy Hollow (1999) Crimson Peak  Faust (1926)  

Least favorite: Low budget: Bonnie and Clyde vs. Dracula. Mainstream: Frailty.  

Scene(s) that scared you the most:

The first time I saw Lestat come back from the swamp in Interview with the vampire it made me jump even though I knew it was coming. When Louis hears the doorbell and thinks it’s the carriage.  I knew it was not the carriage and when no one was there I knew the jump scare was coming, but I somehow still jumped.  

While watching a documentary about Dracula on the History Channel many years ago they talked about how at the real castle Dracula (Poenari castle, not Bran) some priests were sent up to bless the place since the locals heard strange noises and claimed to see lights up there.  But as the priests neared the castle a storm broke out so they had to do the blessing from a distance and I remember thinking “Conjuring storms is supposed to be one of the vampire Dracula’s powers.” and as I was thinking this, that’s when the door creaked open and I practically jumped out of my skin.   

While watching Let the Right One In it was at the scene where Eli was climbing up the side of the hospital and I remember thinking “Ah, this isn’t so scary.” but then the power went out, and it just happened to be snowing heavily out side and it was the middle of the night so for a split second I thought “Oh, crap.  Child vampire is coming for me!” I don’t really count gross-out as scary but I always used to have to look away at the face ripping scene in Night Breed. 

When I was little I had a major fear of skeletons so anything with skeletons in it used to scare me when I was little, like that pool scene in Poltergeist.   I once had a 1941 Wolf Man inspired Nightmare where I dreamt I woke up after having slaughtered people I care about as a werewolf.  I couldn’t remember doing it but I knew I had done it and I remember the guilt I felt in the dream.  Scene(s) that made you laugh hardest:   I know it’s not really horror but the scene in Ghostbusters 2 when The Titanic comes to dock. “Well, better late than never...” Best soundtrack:  Anything by Danny Elfman.  Best plot twist:   My favorite horror plot twist is actually from a TV show but my favorite plot twist is in Penny Dreadful when after you get used to the cliche, simple minded, child-like Frankenstein Monster with the shaved head suddenly the real Frankenstein Monster, based on the literary version with the long black hair and yellow eyes, turns up and rips apart the zeitgeist version.  “Your first born has returned, Father.”

Legend of Hell House. I started watching Legend of Hell House because Roddy McDowell was in it.  Roddy’s character was such a cliche sort of character to die in those sort of Haunted House movies.   He had survived it before. He was timid.  He was meek.  He wore glasses. He was withdrawn.   He was practically a check list of “dead character walking” but instead he became the hero.  It was a pleasant surprise.   Best directed:  Anything by Guillermo del Toro.  

Most unique characters:   Human:  Peter Vincent in Fright Night (1985).  A loving homage to both Peter Cushing and Vincent Price you get to see the has-been actor evolve and grow into the hero he always pretended to be.  Peter Vincent is the first character I can think of who fits this description. Non-human:   Possibly the faun in Pan’s Labyrinth. Most underrated:  The Company of Wolves.

Most stress-inducing:   Pretty much every suspense thriller made by USA network or Lifetime.   They got very frustrating.

Most overrated:  Most H. P. Lovecraft related things.

Favorite to rewatch: Depends on my mood.   See the top 10 list at the top.  

Funniest:  Gremlins 2.

Greatest inspiration: Really tough call.   At the moment I’ll say Tales of Terror since that was inspired by the works of Edgar Allan Poe and who hasn’t been inspired by Poe in some level?   

Guilty pleasure:  If it brings you pleasure it should never make you guilty.  However... Films that I know to be bad but I watch anyway and like incude  I, Frankenstein, Van Helsing, and League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.   I, Frankenstein is at the top of this list.  

Fell asleep watching:  Lust for a vampire.   Somehow that film was very boring.  

Deserves a sequel:  The original Fright Night franchise (not remake.)

Coolest makeup:   American werewolf in London, and pretty much anything Doug Jones has been made to wear by Guillermo del Toro.    

Prohibited to watch growing up:  My mother never forbid anything.   

Left the biggest impression:   Bram Stoker’s Dracula.  What 90s Goth teen wasn’t inspired, at least, somewhat, by this?

Tagging:  @sorry-for-the-chocolate @endlessemptynight @lamb90 @treebrooke79 @thesaramonster @unnecessaryhorns @mrgoldsshopofhorrors  @jr4cats @winterbirdybuddy @a-m-automaton @kaimaciel  @drawing-down-th3-moon  @good-times-bad-food @sunagirl @everthewildeone  @syra-syara @theartofthecover @artwinsdraws   @girl-with-cat-eyes @mentallydisturbedllama221b  @thegreatvampirekiller  @theimpossiblescheme  @iknowwheremytowelis

If there’s anyone who wants to do this who I forgot to tag, by all means, feel free to do it.   

Note: If you want to do this but feel unqualified because you don’t know enough horror, feel free to use Supernatural / Gothic fantasy / even PG spooky kid friendly Halloween films.  You don’t have to do the survey if you don’t want to but know I am laid back on the criteria of what counts as horror.

[layer-bloody-sun]

TELL ME ABOUT YOUR OCS IMMEDIATELY. Also please rate them on a sale from 0 (not at all gremlin-like) to 10 (absolute gremlin bastard) thank u -Miserytheapprentice

For the sake of myself I won't talk about all of them but only the mains of my recent stories. The Layers are also out because there's 57 of them, I'll just keep Cana because I see you're into the Arcana 👀

So let's start with her ! Cana is a girl, my apprentice, her full real name is Darla Morgasdottir and she is Lucio's sister. She is very kind and protective, ready to put her life on the line (as shown during the plague). As one of the Layers she has some special abilities, in game this shows as her knowing what to do at certain times. Her Ego is named Déluge and he can control destiny.

•She is self aware in some realities/routes.

• Cana loves having friends and family around her, her cat familiar Coony is like half of her soul,

•Mélusine (@nimusicaltrash apprentice) is like a little sister to her !

Next up is Luard. He's my own Oc for my story The Traveller's Journey and the main character along with the next one. Luard us a demon from a race closest to human in appearance, so he possesses horns and pointy ears. He is very calm and composed, he has this sage aura surrounding him. He is loving and cares a lot about his family. Luard is a loving father,

• He crave peace and understanding between his people and humans.

• His purple eyes means he has affinity with thunder lightning, yet he's more proficient in fire magic

• His horns lacking ornaments other than very simplistic ones symbolise grief.

Ambre is the second MC of TTJ, she is a bright young woman looking for her father who instead fall upon Luard and they have to travel together. She is energetic and loves to learn, she has an open mind and easily adapts to new environments. She loves reading, learning, and talking.

• She is the daughter of the Hero and has an incredible magic potential

• Her favorite animals are foxes

• She does a 360° after meeting Luard

Orville is the dad of the MC of a new story of mine that still doesn't has a name (neither does the mc). He's a guardian watching over the forest that takes most of the small country they live in. He loves joking around and teasing his daughter. He's this crazy sage aura. He loves tending to the little creatures of the forest

• Orville isn't his real name, he forgot it, Mc's mother gave it to him

• He has scars from barbed wire on his head and neck from when hunters tried to take him down

• Mushrooms and tree bark are growing on him but he doesn't mind

Narish is from NoDol (D stylized), he's a police officer that is in charge of the case of recent murder plaguing the city. He's short tempered and snarly, only like coffee, stay cats and dogs, and sometimes people.

• Clinton Balagoire, his subordinate, is his only human friend

• Has an unhealthy obsession with the local weirdo

• once spend four days awake to catch a spider in his flat. He called in sick as well. He was not victorious.

Barchal, local weirdo and engineer, is an adept of teasing. Especially Narish. He's a creator that has done wonders for the city, and yet is the officer's main suspect in the murders. He's a workaholic fueled by coffee and sheer willpower

• Had a friend named Anthony that passed away soon after Barch open his workshop

• his library is full of books about deities and strange alchemy myths

• His workshop is so messy Allan once disappeared for days under piles of blueprints.

Allan is what could be called either a umonculus or a chimera, he is not human in the slightest and tends to frighten people by his appearance. He's a very sweet and the naive creature, always willing to help his 'father'. He loves playing around and helping Barchal.

• his favorite task is making coffee

• he can't speak nor make any kind of cries/sound

• He thinks Narish is funny

Jack is from Underground Wanderers, he seems to be a talking skull that also can use a little magic. He helps the Mc in exchange for finding his body as they climb the different levels. He's annoying and presumptuous, sees himself as some kind of superior being and is a real dick. Despite all that he also has a softer side he shows Mc after a while. Deep down he cares and enjoy her company.

• May have made him a hot human for the ending

• Uses magic through singing. Dislike any remark comparing him to bards

• Came here to become a 'Caretaker' yet can't remember where he came from of when exactly he came here

Cleïa is the Mc mentioned above, she is very sweet and shy, she got trapped underground because of a haunted house trip that turned sour. She's frightened easily and doesn't like people much, probably has anxiety problems but it never got checked out. She loves reading, resting, and write everything that happens in a notebook

• Always has a satchel but it's filled with useless stuff

• Slapped Jack the first time because he scared her

• Where does the bandage on her cheek comes from ? Who knows, not me

Taya is from Blurred memories, she's an energetic young woman that lives with her brother but longs for adventure. She can't stay in place and tries to get stuff done all the time. She loves stories and myths and want to learn always more about everything around the world

• proficient in water magic

• is forbidden near any alcohol

• Has mismatched eyes

Oliver is her big brother (but Hezekiel is the oldest of the family). He is composed and calm, very mature and civil. The epitome of a gentleman. He owns a bar in the human part of their world and tries to slowly change the reputation of witches. He loves a good cup of tea and a nice book, as well as naps.

• can be too strict but cares deeply

• his best friend is the reason for a creepy legend and is basically a living cryptide.

• his the Guardian of the youngest prince but doesn't do his work right because he doesn't care.

Tad is a young man the same age as Taya, he's the third prince of the witches and tries to be like Oliver who he fancies. He's shy and clumsy but does his best in everything he does. He's hard working, just not talented. He loves the sea and spending time with his friends

• Has a sea shells collection

• Has three perfectly aligned beauty marks on his right cheek

• Did a power move once and started getting more secure about himself since (it'd be a spoiler sorry)

Bäriste is a Demon under the form of a late teenager girl (19) that comes from my story It Started Before Us. She's an adept of sarcasm and tease, loving to just mess with people and their lives. She can be a bitch and is detached from emotions in general

• It's her last reincarnation so she's making the most of it

• Her hair split in the middle on each side and gets darker and horn-like

• Has a necklace she never takes off

Last but not least, Gayl is a werewolf, also 19, attending the same school as Bäriste. He acts cool and mysterious but is actually socially awkward and dislikes people in general. He loves peace and quiet, which he never gets at home since he has a very big family. He loves them a lot too tho.

• Fall in love of Bäriste on sight, to his latter utmost horror.

• he wears glasses which is ironic since werewolves have good eyesight. He's the only one in his family

• His best pal is a vampire that tried to feed off Bäriste and would have been killed if Gayl hadn't intervene by accident.

Gremlin scale :

Cana : 5

Luard : 0/1

Ambre : 3

Orville : 6

Narish : 2

Barchal : 8

Allan : 0

Jack : 3

Cleïa : 8

Taya : 10

Oliver : 0

Tad : 2

Bäriste : 10

Gayl : 0-5

There, if u want more about them tell me, or if you want to hear about other ocs or even the Layers...just hmu 👀

[thepilgrimofwar]

Warplanning 2 - Edited Roll20 Log

[Backdated from after Breaking the Line & The Wintergales, and before The Whole Hog]

[Event Start]

Days had passed since the start of the civil war and the weight of it all seemed to bear down upon the members of house Emberheart. Dark rings could be seen beneath the eyes of Solendis and his son Stenden. Sleep did not come easy for either of them. One, worrying about the life of his son, the other, worrying about the lives of his people. The Lord and his Steward both did what they thought was best, but so far, had nothing to show for it apart from the coalition that gathered before them.

Judereth and Relriah had both opted to stay on the frontlines with the other officers at the head of their militiamen. Keeping up the fight against Illithia as they gained ground from their initial winnings. Zarannis too had decided to stay on a frontline of her own, keeping an eye and ear on Mediea Wintergale, and speaking with her sister Illsei. She believed that decisions moving forward were left to those ready to make them and as the party gathered in the War-Room the unfolding of what was to come would soon become clear.

[Banter]

Thanidiel spends a long, long, drawn-out moment staring at Beathyn particularly. Then to Renalays. Then to Beathyn. Just Beathyn. Her long platinum brows entrench in the polar opposite of 'pleasure.'

Kebha is about as focused as she's ever going to be, which is not a lot. Her ear flicks as Thanidiel edges closer.

Lirelle looks between Renalays and the woman on the opposite side of her. She looks askance at Thanidiel briefly before turning to the inquisitor. "What are you doing here?"

Thanidiel definitely seems to prefer the Illidari over the -Inquisitor.-

Ethalarian sits with his arms folded over his chest, leaned back in his chair with his feet propped up on the table like the uncouth dirt farmer he is.

Stenden looks across the table to all the officers who came today. The rest were seeing to their troops at the front no doubt. "Thank you all for coming." The boy gestured to the walls where briefings and reports on the major players in the conflict. "If you need to get up to speed, especially for the new comers, feel free to have a gander." He said, in reference to the Inquisitor and the Illidari who both seemed to cause tension with their very existence in the war room.

Vissehn yawns and scratches under his arm, looking unkempt and delightfully uncouth. He waves to the others, before listening to Stenden with the fullness of his short attention span.

Kebha seems to be absolutely oblivious to this tension- but then, she also doesn't see a problem with her eating habits. She instead chooses to bounce on her heels, 'looking' down the table at the assembled lot.

Vissehn:"Oi, hail scary Inquisitor lady. Eat any babies t'day?"

Renalays:"Sir Valcinder -humbly- requested my presence here on behalf of the Lord Emberheart here. Not that it has been an inconvenience; the Inquisitors have been... sorting the Kingdom province by province, as it were."

"Are you offering?"

Vissehn makes a show of warding off danger, feigning a stricken look.

[Planning Starts Proper, Summary of Turn 1]

Solendis:"So now that we're all gathered: Goodember is in our custody. The frontline against his realm of Shalemarch is holding for now. The Illithian front has gone well thanks to your efforts- And House Wintergale has, just last night, declare their loyalty and support."

Thanidiel:"I assume Fish saved the day in the Cloudrend Glades?" That's a veiled insult.

Lirelle:"Hm. Wasn't aware you knew each other."

Thanidiel:"Don't."

Renalays:"Are you ashamed of your service, Phoenix Guard Highdawn? No matter - this is not the time to coddle or press egos."

Beathyn clears his throat loudly and dramatically, attempting to keep some ensemble of order on Solendis' behalf. "As per our agreement that we came to," he gestures towards the compatriots of the diplomatic team of Vissehn and Renalays. "He will be providing us verbal support and access through the Cloudrend Glades. He won't however, be providing soldiers for the war effort unless he is attacked by House Illithia directly."

Isilos raises an eyebrow at the mention of his Nephew's organization before slienlly returning to the table and ignoring the rabble.

Lirelle squints at this weird shared history. Right.

Thanidiel stares at the Inquisitor for a steady moment - the vile burning bright in her felfire eye before she huffs and focuses on the report. "That's good," she can -at least- claim.

Thanidiel:"It would be harder if we had to drag him by his ancient ear from skirmish to skirmish."

Stenden:"Going by how old he is, that ear might come off."

Thanidiel:"Withdrawing support whenever things bothered him again would have struck the morale."

Lirelle:"It saves us the trouble of having one last player to deal with after this is over. As long as he keeps his word."

Kebha loses interest in the table, and retreats to crouch on those lovely chairs right there like some kind of weird, folded gremlin. She can hear just fine from here thanks.

Solendis gave his son a LOOK. Which chided him back to a more official tone.

Vissehn:"He's piss-scared of throwin' lots. Wants to be independent an' his own entity."

Vissehn shoots a look to Solendis, and murmurs to Stenden.

Ethalarian 's eyes flick back and forth between Renalays and Thanidiel, but he doesn't seem interested in saying or doing much. Above his paygrade, probably.

From Vissehn: "Might rip off half his face wivit, yeah? He'd look a right horror, like from Northrend."

Renalays:"Exactly. Complacency is what we need from your people. Not a... tenuous simulation of it."

[Wintergale gives nominal support]

Stenden folded his arms. "So, what should we do about this development. Before we move on to... Other affairs that need dealing with." Stenden looked to the military minds at the table.

Esheyn also chooses not to get involved in... any of that. She folds her arms across her chest, listening silently.

Lirelle:"Zarannis will keep him in line, one way or another. There are other things more important for now."

Oosaarn released a frosted breath into the air with a snort. "Don't suppose they would simply follow whoever kills their leader."

Beathyn flings his arms into the air at Oosaarn's comment. "That's what I kept saying!"

Renalays:"Inefficient."

Beathyn gives a look at Renalays.

Oosaarn:"It's the only way Warsong decide who's right."

Renalays:"The Sin'dorei do not rally as easily as the other cultures of the Horde."

Kebha perks up at that- that was what she was good at. The killing thing. The talking thing, not so much.

Renalays:"They would spend weeks, if not months, fixing together all of their pieces into a different puzzle with different names."

Ethalarian exhales a long sigh through his nose.

Renalays:"Less energy dedicated to -killing.-"

Oosaarn:"Just saying. The other person can't win the argument if they can't argue."

Vissehn jerks a thumb towards Renalays. "His death can wait til the present unpleasantness is done."

Solendis:"So, logically speaking. We could start up a Western front against Illithia. Only real question is, how much ought we invest into this- and does the Coalition wish to be part of it- Rather than continuing to advance as they are now against the more defensible frontlne."

Thanidiel:"A token force would demonstrate 'allyship' between Wintergale and Emberheart."

"Otherwise, I doubt Illithia has interest in traversing the Cloudrend Glades either."

Stenden tapped his finger on the map. "So, a token force. Diversion perhaps to draw numbers away from the east?"

Thanidiel:"Possibly. It's easy to feign numbers."

Thanidiel:"Tie branches to the horses' tails, burn more fires than there are squadrons every night. Yes?"

Lirelle:"If you intend to create a diversion, you still send -enough- men to handle being a diversion."

Renalays gestures her gloved hand in Thanidiel's direction. For both seeming to -dislike- each other, they're almost speaking like two halves of the same weapon.

[Muroco offers Rockhoof Guerilla Warfare.]

Muroco:"I can act as a diversion."

Thanidiel:"Honestly I like that."

Oosaarn:"I would like to see the Grimtotem acting like a diversion."

Stenden looks at Muroco. "I'm listening." His ears perked up at the sound of that.

Thanidiel:"He counts for thirty of your ill-fed Northerners."

Lirelle:"That is honestly not a terrible idea."

Muroco bangs his fist on Mammoth with a resounding thud. "Your locals aren't used to seeing someone like me, and they haven't seen Grimtotem tactics before."

Ethalarian arches a brow in the big Tauren's direction. "I didn't realize smashing everything in sight to a pulp was tactics." He scratches at his chin. "It works for you, though."

From Lirelle: you could do an event for mark when hes got free time since he's not around as much

Thanidiel:"Grimtotem are quite known for guerrilla warfare amongst the Shu'Halo."

Oosaarn:"It's called psychological warfare."

Muroco:"They're going to smash themselves into a pulp against me."

Oosaarn:"And also regular warfare."

Stenden:"It'll spread our forces more thin, but if you believe you can do so, I can give you one division of troops for support. If you can instruct them- I am certain they will be very useful to you."

From Lirelle: or he can write a story cause he's really good with those, you can talk with him imo

Kebha nods in the background. "The big one is good."

Muroco is now a leader of fledgling guerilla fighters to-be.

[The Fate of Nelio Goodember]

Stenden turns their attention back to the front. "So. Now onto the other matter at hand. Nelio Goodember."

Renalays:"Ah, you have contained the fat bastard?"

Oosaarn:"Horrible name."

Renalays:"His petition records at the Magistrate annoy me."

Kebha subtly perks up, resting her cheek in a clawed hand and looking like she might actually be paying attention.

Vissehn beamed. "I dangled him off a balcony!"

Nelio Goodember is dragged into the room, bound, but not gagged. "UNHAND ME!" he screeches as he gets shoved onwards into the corner of the war room.

Renalays:"Did you break your wrist in the process or did your youthful years prepare you for that?"

"Hello there, Lord Goodember."

Lirelle:"Oh for fucks sake. Who thought it was a good idea to drag him in here?"

Vissehn laughs at Renalays, brows waggling at her.

Kebha literally hisses at the loud bastard.

Oosaarn:"You're surrounded by enemies. And at least half of us don't so much as blink at the idea of removing someone's head. Best to keep a silver tongue."

civil*

Thanidiel:"What the orc said. Shut your jowls."

Solendis gives a wry smile. "My idea, I think it was best to let him listen to his fate as he's decided- and to plead his case accordingly." He walks up to Nelio. "Hello friend."

Lirelle sighs. Fucking diplomats man.

Ethalarian glances up and leans forward to take a peek around Esheyn at the bicc boi currently dragged into the room. He grunts and then goes back to being a grouch and leaning back. Exactly what he figured one of these northerners to look like.

Nelio Goodember pouts and shuts up for now. Not wanting to aggravate the warriors with a blood thirsty reputation. "Well?"

Vissehn waves to Nelio. "Oi! Nice seein' ye again! Thanks fer cushioning my landin!"

Oosaarn just... marched right up to the trio and sized up Goldmember. "Could untie him and let my worgs chase him around until he feels like being cooperative."

Esheyn glances to Ethalarian with a shrug as he takes a better look around her. She comes to lean against the table when she turns to face Goodember and the others, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

Kebha:"He looks like he would make good crackling, no?"

Vissehn elbows Stenden. "See, I got manners."

Stenden speaks up. "So. I've been told I should execute you."

Nelio Goodember visibly sweats as the orc steps up to him. "W- Worgs?"

Oosaarn:"Yes. Giant wolves. Worth ten of your pitiful chickens."

Thanidiel:"I'll repeat myself and my say that I dislike the concept of killing him if we can use him. Shove him back in the dungeon with his House's seal and give him a treat every time he stamps off orders for his people on our behalf."

Ethalarian throws a hand up and shakes his head in Esheyn's direction. "You could also let Muroco just step on him a little at a time." He tips his chair back on two legs now. "Unbroken bones make for good bargaining chips."

Muroco:"True."

"I could break the bones he can live without."

Kebha:"Ooooh! Can we hear his toes crunch?"

Oosaarn:"Mokra hasn't tasted elven flesh since the second war."

Muroco:"He's too corpulent. He won't put up much of a race against worgs."

Solendis:"Bargaining chip sounds the most useful. But by not just having his head- I fear we will be sending the wrong message about how we see traitors."

Vissehn looks to Stenden. "What you wanting for him?"

Vissehn:"You're the Lord here, we're offerin' the peanut gallery of commentary."

Thanidiel:"Fish has a point for you, Lordling. In the end, we stand by your choices whether they feed us or burn us." That's... not comforting in spite of the -fervent- loyalty expressed.

Ethalarian visibly cringes. Smooth, Thanidiel.

Stenden looks at Vissehn, and at the man that was visibly shrinking by the moment into the corner of the room. "I'll hear everything at my disposal first. What I want is for the realm to stop tearing itself apart- and how we handle this... Traitor, will determine that." He gives his agent a nod. Wait, see. For now at least, he supposed. 

Thanidiel doesn't seem concerened at all. 

[Judereth Swiftquiver nominated to rule Shalemarch]

Lirelle:"He has no worth to us as a prisoner, he is simply consuming resources. What Highdawn said is made much more smoother if someone else is in charge of Shalemarch. Someone capable. And loyal."

Renalays:"Do you have a recommendation then, Lady Dawnbrook?"

Solendis snaps his fingers at Lirelle. "What was that? Who would that be?"

Lirelle:"I'm sure you have minor lords that you could elevate to that position, those who have served your family all this time. Failing that, give it to Judereth. She is capable enough, and you no longer have the Black Banner to call on. Someone martial is not out of the question."

Oosaarn:"I offer no useful advice except that which entertains me. Former general. Not diplomat."

Nelio Goodember sweats more.

Renalays:"Judereth is an individual that the State would appreciate in control of Shalemarch."

"She has merit and war to her."

Kebha hasn't a sane thought in her head, she is not the one to be asking.

Solendis scratches his chin. "That would work. She's known to the peasants as a good leader too."

Solendis:"So where does that leave you?" he looks at about to-be-not-Lord Goodember.

Renalays:"It sets the tone as well for your government, I will preface, however, Lord Emberheart. Embrace one group to alienate others."

"Although, your uncle and his father before him had no taste for noble-blooded aristocracy and I suspect you have some inkling of that in you."

Vissehn looked to Renalays. "Stenden ain't neither of them, he's willin' to do what it takes."

Nelio Goodember:"I have-" he paused. Gold? That'd be ceased. Influence? In chains? "I have the love of the people? I pulled them from poverty and kept them well cared for in a time of heavy Horde levies- If you remove me, I believe any still loyal are likely to resist the decision!"

Oosaarn:"Want my advice? Side with those whose loyalty and honor are iron. Not sniveling nobles who more likely to respect their dinner plate than you."

Renalays:"I will believe that when he takes after the traditions." She stares plainly at Stenden, "A leader should fight, like the Farstriders who warden and guide us."

Ethalarian rolls his eyes.

Stenden sighed and joined his father. "I am the Emberglades." he says coldly. Looking at Renalays, he gives a small smile and a nod. "I can't please everyone. But I can keep the peace, even if it costs blood."

Thanidiel:"--Lady Illithia spills enough for her family."

Muroco:"Want me to punch him in the stomach for you?"

Stenden frowns but says nothing at Thanidiel's comment.

Lirelle:"Enough Brat. He is a child. If he dies on the front lines, this becomes an even bigger mess than it already is."

Oosaarn:"Too easy of a target."

Vissehn bristles visibly but says nothing.

Ethalarian:"Much as I'm loathe to admit it, the fat bastard raises a valid point." He turns his attention to Lirelle. "How certain are you that this replacement of yours won't have to contend with sedition from within?"

Renalays scoffs behind her white mask - more reigned by Lirelle than anyone else who had barked back at her.

Lirelle:"I don't know, and I don't care. His subjects love his money more than they love him. Any disorganised mob that forms can be easily crushed."

"If necessary I will remain here with the Crows to handle any sort of consequences."

Ethalarian:"Oh, right. Murder more of the common folk. That's always the solution."

Oosaarn:"So take his money for yourself."

Renalays:"If you are going to install your own woman in Shalemarch, then have the process be organised. Order is what comforts the lost."

Thanidiel:"Fish could help there if he doesn't miss the frontlines."

Lirelle:"Common or not, once you take up arms, you have already made your choice."

Thanidiel:"No faster courier and herald in Quel'Thalas."

[Summary]

Stenden stands above Nelio Goodemeber. "I have heard your council," he gives a nod of appreciation to the heroes gathered in his hall. "As Lord of the Emberglades, I hereby strip you of all lands- titles- and assets- They now belong to me to redistribute as I see fit." He says, clear as day. "Bladeborn," Stenden looks back over his shoulder. "Fetch Judereth Swiftquiver. Tell her what has transpired here and that she needs to meet with me immediately." He turns back to Nelio. The man who had severely- Severely- underestimated him. "And you. You will remain in the dungeons. A hostage to your supporters. Hopefully they're not stupid enough to get their 'Lord' killed by rabbling."

Vissehn nods. "I got a way with the lowborn. Bein' one, yanno."

Renalays:"Hmm."

Kebha looks almost disappointed that she's not going to get to murder anything, but she just sighs and taps her claws on her cheek.

Vissehn bows low, silently and obediently, and immediately slips away to do Stenden's bidding.

Renalays does have a glint of what appears to be genuine appreciation of Stenden's mandate - even with that subtle behaviour to the boy's agent.

Nelio Goodember eyes started to water. At least he'd live. Right? Right?

Stenden:"Thank you. All of you. I do appreciate your council."

Thanidiel:"Shall the rest of us push to the western front?"

Oosaarn:"Is that where the fighting is?"

Stenden looks to Muroco. "Especially you, Rockhoof. I have high hopes for your efforts and high hopes that my soldiers will not disappoint you or your methods."

Stenden:"Yes, keep where you are- And when Rockhoof draws more than they can afford away from their lines, it should give you an opportunity to strike once more as you did."

Lirelle mulls over Stenden's ruling. It was at the very least, acceptable. A hostage was not her preferred method of doing things, but it had its own merit at least.

[Event Ends]

[angelic-writer]

Differently Morphous Headcanon Dump: Bianca x Victor

So, Bianca had this big crush on Victor for a while, but she didn’t have the courage to talk to him. After her friends encourage her to have a conversation with him, she’s stuttering and fumbling with her words.

Like “H-Hi, Victor. Um, I heard about what happened in the reports. Y-You know, those bloodthirsty fairies? I-I’m really glad you and Adam are o-okay. W-Well, I’m glad that Mia is o-okay too, but-”

Victor, being his usual jerky self is like “Oh brother, stop stuttering so much and make a proper sentence.”

“Ah- I-I’m sorry! I just- Um... My friends kinda- Ah...”

It was just awkward all around. Bianca is trying to talk to her crush, but failing while Victor is tapping his fingers on the desk watching this girl make a fool out of herself.

Eventually, she had to excuse herself to run to the bathroom just so she doesn’t die from embarrassment in front of him.

Mia watches the whole thing from afar and is like “Do I really have to babysit this girl? As if Catherine wasn’t bad enough...”

And so she, along with Alison, accompany Bianca to talk to the pyrokinetic. More awkward bumbling ensues.

Meanwhile, Mia and Alison were like “So... How was your day?”

Eventually, with time, they graduate to walking home together after work. Bianca tries to talk to him some more, but it was mostly small talk on her part.

Meanwhile, Bianca is trying her best to look good for Vic. Make sure her hair looks good and there aren’t any blemishes.

She would be stressed out beyond all belief because she wanted to look good for him. She would be constantly worried that the slightest imperfection would make him think less of her.

Catherine keeps telling her that Victor is not that shallow. Bianca knows it, but, you know, anxiety’s a bitch.

One day, while getting some breakfast with Victor, she bumps into someone and gets her breakfast sandwich all over her shirt. She was unable to contain herself. Now, Victor will laugh at her. She will never hear the end of how the girl from the Ministry made a complete fool out of herself in front of the field’s top agents. Overwhelmed, she ran to the bathroom away from Victor’s sight.

Fortunately, Victor’s not that big of a jerk so he waits for her outside the bathroom. Bianca was crying pretty loud so some people asked him if everything was alright. He responds with “Lady problems.”

Later, she comes out and is surprised to see Victor waiting for her.

“Victor!” She looks away from him. “I-I thought...” She starts tearing up again, but Victor shushes her.

“Shh. We’re in a public place. With how loud you’ve been crying, people thought your dog died or something.”

He passes her a tissue which she accepts.

“Here. I got some spare clothes back at my place. We can stop there real quick and you can get changed.”

“Huh? B-But-”

“No buts! There is no way you’re going into work looking like that.”

And so, they go to Victor’s apartment and Bianca changes into some of his spare clothes.

And that’s where she got her trenchcoat.

When they both arrive at work, Mia asks her why she had Vic’s clothes on.

“Oh, I accidentally got some of my breakfast sandwich on myself, so... Victor gave me some of his clothes to wear for today.”

Mia looks at Victor, smirking. “Really. He did, huh?”

Victor gets all defensive, his cheeks turning red. “What?! My place was much closer to the Ministry than hers, so it was much faster than going half an hour to her house!”

Mia just goes “Mmm-Hmm” while Adam side-eyes him a bit.

While all this was going on, Bianca totally forgot to get breakfast. Luckily, Victor is right on it and gives her some food from the dining hall.

“Oh, thank you.”

“No problem. Don’t expect me to do this all the time.”

“Ah, don’t worry. I’ll pay for my own food. I’m not cheap.”

Now, notice that Bianca isn’t stuttering anymore. Something about the way he said it... It made her confident. Like, she finally has the courage to speak to him without getting nervous. After what happened at the sandwich shop, she realized that she was getting worked up over nothing. Victor waited for her while she had a breakdown in the bathroom and even brought her over to his apartment so she can change. If he was being this nice to her...

“Again, thanks for the food. It was really nice of you.”

“Hey! Don’t get the wrong idea. I only did it because I didn’t want you to starve. Again, don’t expect me to do this all the time.”

“Hehehe. I know. But maybe if we go somewhere. You know, like a restaurant, you can pay for your half of the meal and I can pay for my half. You know, split the bill.”

Victor is absolutely floored. So is everyone else and Mia is like “Oh my god, did she just-?”

“D.... Did you just ask me out?!” He sputters.

“Well, not exactly. It was just a suggestion. Although, if you want to...”

Victor takes a second to regain his composure. “Of course. Maybe we can make time for each other in our schedules.”

“Hmm... Are you free this weekend?”

“Hm, I guess so. If those Werewasps don’t come back to wreak havoc again, we can go somewhere.”

“Alright. Sounds like a plan.”

After that conversation, Bianca later realizes what she just did.

She mentally freaks out, “Oh my god, I just- Oh my god, I just asked out Victor Cassen! Holy cow, how did I do that?!”

Their first date was at a restaurant. It was nothing fancy. Just a small, little restaurant. Bianca and Victor are happy with it regardless. Neither of them are really experienced with dating or love, but they are willing to learn.

Now, a thing you need to know about Bianca is that even though she is not allowed to use magic due to her heart condition, she is allowed to go on missions as long as she doesn’t overwork her heart. She and Victor are in two different groups. Bianca goes with Catherine while he goes with Adam and Mia.

Whenever she goes on a mission, she always brings her gun. That way, she still has a way to defend herself.

Now, she might get into some trouble with a lake monster. She and Catherine are called to take care of it. They thought it would be a simple extermination and Catherine likes to be a lil’ gremlin. But, things go south really fast.

The monster would try to kill Bianca by grabbing her and pulling her down underwater, essentially trying to drown her.

Luckily, Victor and the gang were in the same area and they came to the rescue.

Even more luckily, Bianca didn’t drown, otherwise it would be really bad. (Although it would guarantee some mouth to mouth action. Dammit, Victor!)

After that, she and Victor begin to hang out a lot more. They always come to check up on each other after they get banged up on the job. Don’t even get me started on the aftercare!

Like, they bandage each other up when their wounds aren’t severe and they bring each other food and stuff. It’s great!

While all this was going on, they start to go on more and more dates. Victor had no idea what to do, but he had help from Adam, Mia, Alison and surprisingly, Dr. Diablerie.

Fun fact: The sapphire heart necklace that I imagined her having was a gift from Victor.

It was when they were strolling along the beach that they had their first kiss.

It was sweet, tender and, for Bianca, it was like a dream come true.

They would come over to their places frequently to hang out. At some days, they would be at Bianca’s place and they would definitely be at Victor’s on weekends.

Their favorite activity to do is watch movies, although Bianca watches those really trashy romance movies that Victor nitpicks at and Bianca is not a fan of horror.

One time, she got scared when someone was killed onscreen and Victor comforts her.

“You know, if it makes you feel better, Mia dared me to watch those Saw movies with her and... I almost threw up.” He says to her.

“That sounds like her, all right.”

So, to compromise, they decided on suspense thriller. That way, Mia won’t be scared that easily while keeping Victor’s interests in mind.

Sometimes, when things get too intense, they would have someone there. At Bianca’s, she would have Catherine and her pet Fluidic over as moral support. (Catherine named her Fluidic Kat, by the way.) At Victor’s, Adam is there.

Despite that, they really enjoyed it and eventually went to the local cinema.

Soon, Bianca lost her virginity to him.

It was after the usual date at the cinema. They are hanging out in his room, giving their thoughts on the movie. Adam’s out shopping for groceries, so they are technically alone. Then, Victor asks her a question.

“So... Sorry if this is awkward for you, but... Have you ever... had sex?”

Bianca’s face went completely red. Sure, she had heard of it, but she never had it with anyone. Victor sees her reaction and immediately starts to apologize. Like, “I-I’m sorry! It’s just that I thought about it and I just wanted to make sure that-”

“N-No, no! It’s fine. I totally get it. Well...” She pauses. “I’ve never really... dated anyone before. You’re pretty much the first person I’ve ever been in a relationship with.”

“Ah... Well,” Victor scratches the back of his head. “Adam and I never really gone out with any girls before either, so I could say the same thing.”

*Silence*

“Well... Have you?”

Bianca shakes her head.

“Me neither. I mean, if you want to...”

“Um...” Bianca nervously fidgets.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“But... I want to.”

Victor looks at her, surprised. “You do?”

“Yeah... Although I am a bit nervous. I’ve never really done this with anyone, so...”

Victor holds her hand. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure it doesn’t hurt. I don’t know what I’m doing, but... I’ll do anything to make you happy.”

Bianca was nervous, but this is Victor. They’ve known each other a lot by this point, so she trusts him.

And oh my god, the way that Victor makes her comfortable during the foreplay is glorious!

Like, he is so sweet and gentle with her that Bianca relaxes and lets him do whatever he wants to her.

(NSFW ahead!) Whether it’s him giving her hickeys, sucking on her breasts, or fingering her, Bianca is turned on.

At one point, Bianca grows impatient and tells him to just be inside her already, but he doesn’t. He wants to be absolutely sure that her body is ready so as to not accidentally hurt her.

Eventually, she is wet enough for him to enter easily. After putting on a condom, he enters her. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but Bianca doesn’t mind. Victor has been very gentle with her, so it doesn’t matter. Their first time doesn’t have to be perfect, that much is obvious, but she is so into the moment that she doesn’t care if there is a little pain.

So, while they were doing it, Bianca’s moans of pleasure and saying his name sensually turn him on as well. ;33

After that, they are closer than ever before. The other agents noticed that Victor seemed to smile a lot more now and Bianca is becoming more confident in herself. Everything just seemed to be perfect.

But things begin to change when Bianca starts acting... odd.

Now, you see, the events of the Fluidic massacre are still felt around the country, especially the Department.

Nita is still going around, trying to be all “progressive” and all that and that starts to take a toll on Bianca’s mind.

One day, she was yapping on about some “offensive” things that have been going around. Everyone is just sitting there, listening to her go off and suddenly, Bianca snaps.

“Oh my god, just shut up! No one cares about your f̶u̵c̶k̴i̴n̴g̵ ̶p̶r̵o̵p̶a̸g̵a̶n̷d̸a̵, okay?!”

Everyone is stunned into silence, including Victor. No one had heard her swear before, but they were more concerned about the fact that Bianca’s voice changed...

Bianca suddenly realizes what she just said and runs out. They are all confused. What’s going on? Why did Bianca talk like that?

Victor eventually discovers that Bianca is a person possessed by an Ancient or as Nita calls it “A person of dual consciousness”.

Victor does not take the news well at all at first. I mean, who could blame him? He almost died to an Ancient himself. But, he calms down and remembers that’s his girlfriend in there. Despite what happened, she is still his girlfriend.

After work, he confronts her about his discovery. Bianca is scared out of her mind. She’s afraid that Victor will leave her for having a creature inside of her and that leads to them arguing.

Although, Victor gives her a comfort hug and tells her that he’s gonna trust her, Ancient or not.

“God, I hope I’m making the right decision...”

Still, that would’ve put a huge strain on their relationship.

Things continue to go downhill from there. Bianca starts to get more ruthless on her missions and is starting to use her magic more often, causing her to collapse many times.

Richard Danvers talks to her in the infirmary after an emergency regarding her.

“God, Bianca... What are you doing? You shouldn’t be using your magic so frivolously. If you continue to do that, you’re going to die!”

“Well, I’m sorry, Mr. Danvers, but I’m going through a really tough time right now, so can you please leave me alone?”

“What’s gotten into you? You never talk back to me or Elizabeth. First, you snapped at Nita, then you’re using your death magic and now, you’re talking back to me?! Bianca-”

“Look!! I don’t wanna talk to anyone right now!! Especially someone who has daddy issues with The Hand!! Now leave!! Get out!!”

Everyone is both appalled and scared by Bianca’s behavior. Something needed to be done soon or else Bianca will either die or be punished.

Soon, everyone starts having dreams about Bianca. And they are... horrifying to say the least.

For Victor, he, Adam, Mia and Alison discover Bianca crying in the hallway and when she turns around... She is bleeding from her eyes. Like, full on crying tears of blood. She immediately starts screaming and tries to murder Alison and Victor ends up having to...

For Danvers, he dreamt about Bianca, but her appearance was... different. Her hair had turned snow white, she had the blood tears and she had angel wings, but they were dripping with blood. The glowing halo above her head was... blinding to him.

“How do I put it...? She was beautiful, but terrifying at the same time.” Danvers recounted.

While this was going on, Victor and Adam start to learn more about Bianca’s past.

It eventually culminates to Bianca writing a letter to everyone at the Ministry, apologizing for her behavior as well as saying that she will resign. But as the letter goes on, the handwriting starts to become more jittery and illegible. They even start to see spots of blood on the paper. As the letter nears its conclusion, she writes to Victor, apologizing to him for everything - For keeping her Ancient secret, for getting in his way, for being weak... She tells him to forget about her and be happy. They then look at the back of the letter. There, written in blood, are the words

PLEASE HELP ME

That gets everyone worried so Victor, Adam, Mia, Alison, Danvers, Diablerie, Catherine and Chris all go looking for her.

They eventually find her at the beach and Danvers realizes something. She’s sweating, wobbling like she’s dizzy - She looks like she’s going to faint...

“Bianca?” He calls out.

She slowly turns around. “Guys...? Why...? Why are you here?”

“We were really worried about you, what with your concerning letter and such. Please... Come over here.” Adam says.

“Why...? Aren’t I just a burden to you...?”

“You weren’t a burden to us. You helped us with every mission and you've made everyone here so much happier, especially Victor. He hasn’t smiled as much before he met you.” Alison starts to talk. Bianca looks down. “I can see that you mean a lot to him. He’s willing to be with you, flaws and all. So... Come over here and we can talk this out.”

“...........I can’t.”

“? Why? I-I know the things Nita says were harsh, but I promise you, the world’s not that bad. I had to learn about that the hard way, so...”

“That’s the problem, though. The world is full of terrible people. Robbers, murderers, rapists... This world is full of sin.

À̴͍ñ̵͙d̴̯́ ̸̯̐ḯ̴̦t̵͉͗ ̶͖̅n̴͇̋e̷̤̋e̷̡͝d̷̪̅s̷̯̏ ̶̧̈́ẗ̸̟́o̸͖͆ ̶̹͌b̴̗͑e̴̺͑ ̷͉̋p̶̨͠ü̵̥r̶̞̓g̵̮̐ȩ̷̊ď̸̺.̶͙̈́”

She started to breathe more heavily as her shaking grew heavier. Everyone could see that she’s sweating bullets now. Her breathing started to get labored as she began to cry. But, it wasn’t normal tears. No, there was blood dripping down her face. Her heart was beating a million miles an hour as she was thinking ‘No... Please no... Not again...’

She wanted to say something. Anything. To Victor, Mia, Adam, anyone. When she tried to speak, her voice wouldn’t come out. Her throat was closed.

She then felt searing pain in her back and she collapsed, screaming in agony. Her back was starting to bulge and blood started to seep into her trenchcoat. Danvers tells everyone to step back despite Mia and Alison wanting to help her. Victor could only stand and watch as his girlfriend transforms into something monstrous.

And then, “Please.... Don’t do this to me!! I.... I don’t wanna die!!!!”

With grotesque cracks, angel wings burst out of her back, spraying blood everywhere. With a flash of white light, she is transformed into something different.

Her hair was completely white, the whites of her eyes have become red, still streaming blood from her eyes and her clothes appeared to be torn. A bright halo was floating above her head and she started to fly.

Everyone was in complete shock, Danvers saying “No....”

“A̴̮͘l̶͖̓l̶̳͑ ̴̯͂o̸̢͂f̷͉̾ ̵̹̕ỳ̸̜ǫ̴͊ù̴̙ ̸̻̔w̶̜͋i̴͔͠l̷̘̈́l̶̞͝ ̴͕͒n̶̢͘e̵͓̅v̷̭̇e̵̬̍r̴̦̐ ̶̤̓u̶̟̍n̷̮͝d̴̜͑e̴͍͠r̶͕̽s̴̙̈́t̷͎͛a̷̳͛n̴͇̓d̷͖͝ ̶̹̎ṭ̵͠h̸̭́e̶͚̾ ̶̧̍ę̸̊v̷̛͚i̴̐͜l̸̤̍š̵̥ ̶̱͑o̵͕̐f̶͍̀ ̵̨̄ț̶͗ĥ̷̪ê̶͉ ̵͍̾w̷̨͠ō̶͓r̶̪͛ḻ̴͐d̷͙͑.̶̱̑ ̵̱́N̵̩̂ǒ̷̜n̶̯̐ȩ̸͆ ̷̣͝o̷̹̕f̴̺̄ ̸̛̟ȳ̷̮o̶͓̎u̸̠͌!̸̞͋!̵̯̐ ̵̢̈Y̶̻̽ọ̷͛u̵͖̓'̶̦̎d̸͙͋ ̸͎̃r̷͕̽a̷̛̰t̸͈͘h̷̟̑ȇ̸͜r̵̞͠ ̸̹̿s̷̛̮t̴̯̏a̵͍͗ẏ̵͈ ̷̟̊i̸̹̓n̴̂ͅ ̵̹́ỷ̸̧o̶͇̒u̵̠̓ŕ̷̲ ̵͛ͅl̶̫̀i̵̮͝t̷͔̋t̷͖́l̴̪̈e̸̘͒ ̸̞̽ẽ̸̗c̶̓ͅh̴̰̊ơ̶̼ ̵̠͆c̵͈̉h̷̗̀a̷̹͂m̴̰͒b̵̫̊e̵̙̚ȓ̶̘ ̶̠̓i̵̠͌n̶̄ͅs̴̲͛ẗ̵̖e̶̠̾a̷̰̓d̶̫͝ ̶͓͒ŏ̷̖f̸̥̎ ̷̺͂ṣ̴͌e̷̜͝e̶̤͝i̵̯̇ņ̶͊g̴͈̓ ̸̨̋t̷͉̀h̵̥͋a̶̭͌t̷̖͒ ̵͈͑t̴̞͒h̵̯͒e̷͖͑ ̵̹́ẅ̴̝́o̵̧̓ř̴̙l̵͎͛d̴̪̅ ̵̾ͅi̴̹͊ṡ̷̗ ̷͚͆f̴̙̏ŭ̴̖l̸̫̔l̴̘̈ ̸̂ͅò̶̞f̶͎̑ ̶̗̂e̸͓͐v̸̹̕ȋ̷͎l̷̠̕!̷͖̊

She attacks them, but Chris was able to block the blow with his shotgun.

“Bianca, please!! Don’t talk like that!! The world is not full of evil! Please, come back to us!! We need you!” Alison shouts.

The Bianca creature smiles. “Ý̶͚o̷͠ͅǘ̵̧ ̵̳̓k̴̤͌n̴̻̿o̶̱̊w̶̡͑,̷͚̄ ̴̥̈́Ǐ̶̪ ̷̦̇w̶̡̋a̷̙̓s̵͕̋ ̷̞͋l̴͖̒i̶̱̚k̸͉̚ē̵̘ ̸̣̈́y̶͖͊o̷͙͌u̷͔͘,̵̧͊ ̸̝̊A̴͈͊l̸̜̕i̶̍ͅs̸̜̈́o̵͔̊n̶̡͛.̵̫̅ ̶̤̚N̵̯̔ȃ̵̗î̷̦v̷̡̾e̴̦̎,̴̯̾ ̶̰͑ḭ̵͌n̵̗̾n̴̲̾o̷͖̚c̵͓͐e̵̹̔n̵͙̓t̵̯͆,̶̲̈́ ̵̝͛ạ̶̓n̴̪̊d̷̹̏ ̸̨́w̴̯̄i̷͇̐l̶̡͋l̸͉͐ị̵̚n̷̢̎g̴͚̍ ̴̝̚t̷̖̃o̴͙͂ ̷͖̋s̶̄ͅe̷̯̔e̸̠͝ ̶̩̚t̶͖̊h̵͕́e̸̱͗ ̴̝̉g̷͕̅o̶͍̿o̵̝̅d̴̫̿ ̴͉͠i̸͝ͅn̴͈̍ ̷͙͆t̸̺͛h̵̟́ë̷͇́ ̷̫̃w̷̙͑o̴͂͜r̴͈̓l̴̥̾d̸̳͂.̸̝̐ ̴̟̏Ḃ̵̜u̵̯̐ẗ̵̳́ ̶̙͛y̸̬͋o̵̫͂u̶̹̍ ̶͈̒ṉ̸͗e̴̝̿e̶̱͠ḍ̴͌ ̴͓̇ṱ̵̆ó̴̗ ̷̤͗u̵͖͗n̵̦̆d̷͚̍e̸͈͛r̴̻̈́s̴̮̊ẗ̵̥́ȁ̵̭ṇ̸̆d̸̝̀ ̴̫͝s̷͓͆ȏ̶̬m̴̨͆ē̴̺t̴̥͘ḩ̷̏ĭ̸̝ń̴͕g̵̤͆ ̸̤͠a̵̦̅b̵̲̅ō̷̩u̵͖̎t̷̝̋ ̵̳̈́m̷͍̍ę̶̂ ̵̟̆a̶͗͜ñ̴̨d̶̝͝ ̸̢̐m̵͉͒ÿ̴̭́ ̴̪̈́h̶̨͆o̵̠͆s̵̮̅t̴͇̿.̷̝̿ ̸͈̕Y̷̹̾ô̴̪u̵͓͝ ̷̰̕s̵̳͠e̴̎͜e̷͔͘,̷̫͝ ̸͙̿I̶̝̔ ̶̻̅p̷̺̅r̸͔̓o̸͈̔t̷̻͘e̴͓̾c̷̞̑t̶̛͓e̴͙̐ḓ̸̑ ̷̜̏B̴̜̑i̵̡͠ȃ̴̰ñ̵̲ċ̶̹a̴̭̓ ̷̺̏f̵͉͛r̸̡̅ȏ̸͙m̷̦̀ ̵͈̏t̴̩̄h̶͚̉ë̴̤ ̴̠̓b̴̥̉a̸͎͗d̴͐ͅ ̶͊ͅp̵̳͆ê̶̢ỏ̸̫ṕ̴͉ḽ̸̀ë̵͍́ ̶̱̽b̵͖͆e̷̲̅c̷̬̀a̸̟͐u̵̖̇s̷̙̔e̸̥̚ ̴͇̌I̴͍͠ ̷̢̿k̸̜̎n̴̤̄e̷̖̽w̸͈͌ ̵͖̽s̴͖̕h̶͖͒e̵͈͘ ̵̼̽w̶͔͊a̷̙̚š̶̻ ̵̨̎f̴͕̋r̵̢̅a̶̭̎g̴͓͝ḯ̶̞l̶͖̃e̵̛̝.̶̹̅ ̴͎͝H̷̳̉e̴̤͊r̷̝̓ ̶̤̓h̶̙̒e̷̱̔ǎ̷̮r̶̰̽t̴̖͑ ̵̫͋w̶̤̕ö̶̳́ú̷̝l̶̲̑d̸̡̓ ̷̟͌ņ̸̒o̴̡̚t̷̼͐ ̴̊͜t̴͈͐a̴͍͂k̵̝̂e̸̜̊ ̵̫͋t̶̡͠h̷͙̉e̴̛͓ ̶̡̓ȃ̷̲b̴̘͛u̵̮͑s̸̪̓ẻ̷̱ ̶̟̐ä̵̟́n̵͍̆d̴̪͗ ̶̊͜h̵̗͛ȅ̵̡ä̷͍́r̷͙̋t̷̤̔a̷̖͐c̴̩̾h̸͕̀e̶̹͌.̸̥̌ ̴̹͆S̴̼̾h̵̟͘e̶͖̔ ̷̳̾ǧ̴̗ȧ̷̦v̴̙̊ë̸̢ ̵̻̕h̷̤̎e̵̫͗r̶̫̂ŝ̴̝e̵̺̾l̵͗ͅf̵̰̄ ̷̹̒u̸̺͒ṕ̶̞ ̶̱̾a̷̯͛n̷͖͠d̶̙͘ ̴̖̈́ä̴̧́l̴̠̄l̷͔̀ő̸͇w̴̩͆e̸̮̍d̷̳͐ ̷͔͠m̴̝̊e̴̥̕ ̴̹̽t̵͙̆o̴̮̒ ̷̬̈t̶͚̑ạ̶͛k̴̞͒è̵̜ ̵͚̍o̵̢͂v̸̠͛e̸͕͌ŕ̷͎.̸̛͙ ̸̖̐N̴͍̄ŏ̸̳ẃ̶̪,̵̛̞ ̸͍͠I̸̙̊ ̷͔͗s̷̬͌h̵̹̐ȁ̴̦l̷̻̏ļ̶͋ ̸̤͠r̶̪̆e̷͍̾c̴̩̓r̷͙̾e̶̡̊a̴̜̔t̶̩̉ë̴̳ ̴̼̃t̷̨͝h̶̭́i̴͙͘s̴͖̈́ ̶̙̉w̵̺͊o̵͕͆r̴̭̉l̷͔̿d̷̮͑.̵̲͂ ̵̺͛A̵̰̍ ̴̹̐w̷̫̓ǫ̸̇r̸͍̈́l̵͍̂d̷̛͈ ̸̺͐w̴̱͠ị̴̒ṱ̸́h̵̬̆ ̵͚̈́n̵̰̈́ȍ̶̼ ̷̪̈́ḧ̷̢u̴̢͋n̴̙͗ḡ̷̗è̷͕ȑ̴̖,̶̟̋ ̷̯͆ṇ̶̑o̶͉̅ ̴̫̒p̸̮̄a̸͎̕ỉ̵̝n̸̜̍,̶̘̊ ̸̝͝ṇ̵̊ỏ̴͔ ̸̼͝w̷͍̉a̵̛̜ṙ̷̹.̷̧̌ ̶͕͌J̶͕̍u̶͇̾s̶̰͐t̶̖̀ ̴͙̑p̴̫̌é̴̺a̷̦̿c̴͎̀e̸͋͜ ̶̘͊a̶̹̚n̸̖̔ḍ̸͊ ̵͎͊ȟ̵̳à̸͕p̴͎̓p̸͜͠i̷̪̎n̶̳̋e̸͈̍s̶̜̆s̴̝͘.̸̦̀ ̶̠͗ ̷̳̈́J̶̪͝ü̸̟s̵̗̈́t̷̯͒ ̴̛̭ļ̶̇i̶̟̚k̵̲̚ȩ̵̄ ̵̣̃s̴̯̓h̴̲́ě̶͈ ̴͉̅w̶̥͝a̶̔͜n̷̓ͅẗ̷̜́e̵͊ͅd̴̡̓.̴̬̏

She goes to attack again, but this time, Victor attacks. Since he has an ability suited for combat, he overpowers her with little effort. However, when he is about to finish her off...

“P̴l̴e̶a̷s̵e̴.̸.̷.̸ ̷D̷o̶n̷'̷t̴ ̸d̵o̸ ̴t̷h̸i̵s̵ ̶t̴o̷ ̵m̵e̸,̶ ̸V̴i̶c̷t̸o̶r̸.̷.̶.̸ ̴I̸.̵.̵.̵ I love you....”

Victor hesitates. What is he doing? Here he was, ready to win an easy battle. A chance to redeem himself after he let himself get motivated by Aaron’s stupid speech. But... He couldn’t bring himself to do it. Because this wasn’t Jessica Weatherbee. This is Bianca Walker. The first person he had ever fallen in love with. He had been given a chance to not repeat the past and yet... In the end, he couldn’t do it. He could not bring himself to kill the person he loves.

It was only for a second, but in that moment, the Bianca Ancient attacks him with a concealed weapon, hitting Victor.

“Victor!!!” Adam shouts and runs to him despite Danvers telling him to stay back. He gets him up and realizes the damage she had done. There was a massive wound on the side of his torso and his head and nose was bleeding. He needed medical help, fast.

They look up to see that Bianca is holding some kind of sword. Its blade was glowing a tint of blue. Now, the second round begins.

Everyone gets to fight her individually. Chris tries to shoot her with his gun, but Bianca puts up a protective shield to deflect the bullets. Then, he tries to send his animals, but she pacifies them and frees them from Chris’ control. Next is Dr. Diablerie.

Now, Diablerie actually put up a good fight with her. It surprised everyone. Well, except Mia who already knows who he is...

But that wasn’t enough because soon, he was defeated.

Catherine tries to use her telekinesis, but she couldn’t bring herself to hurt her best friend.

Same with Mia. She tried to use her magic, but Bianca was able to break her with a simple sentence. “C̸̠̍'̷̺̆m̴̲̾o̷̰͗n̷̘̊,̸͇͗ ̷̧̑n̵̝̏o̷̯̚ẘ̴̦.̸̫͛.̷̱͂.̵̭͆ ̵͔̈D̷̡̛ỏ̴͕ ̴̯͝ȳ̷̱o̴̤̓u̸͇̎ ̶̨̎r̶̥̅e̸̟͌ą̸̛l̴̙̔ḽ̴̐y̷̛̩ ̷̮͑ẃ̴̱a̴͕͌n̵̟̏t̸͍͗ ̴̠̇ṭ̷́o̶̼̅ ̵̤̂ḩ̵̆ṵ̴̍ŗ̵̀t̷͇̒ ̸͕̏y̴̛͙o̷͈͒u̸̡̓r̸̦̆ ̶͇̃b̸̠̐ê̵͉s̷̞̒t̴̩́ ̷̭͠f̵̲̆r̵̙̕i̵̠͝ê̸̗ń̵̮d̷̢̎?̷̜͒“

At one point, she swoops in and picks up Alison, lifting her high in the air, and dropping her with the intent of her falling to her death. Luckily, Diablerie catches her in a nick of time.

Meanwhile, Adam is trying to get everyone to safety, especially Victor since he is bleeding a concerning amount. But he is resistent, saying he can still fight.

At some point, the sapphire necklace falls out of Victor’s coat pocket and onto the ground. The Bianca Ancient stops and picks it up. The moment she does, memories start to flood back to her. Memories of her time with Victor and her friends. How happy she was. She starts to shake once more, telling everyone that she’s sorry. Sorry for everything. Then, she starts to transform back to her normal self. Her hair turns black, she stops crying blood and the feathers on her wings begin to molt as they disappeared. Her eyes go back to normal and her skin goes back to a normal pale color. As soon as she’s back to normal, she collapses on the sand.

Danvers and Alison run over to her as Adam tends to Victor.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

“Yeah. I’m alright. Nothing that a little stitching can’t fix.”

“Um..... Guys....?” They hear Alison say to them.

They look over to see Alison looking at them with a worried expression and Danvers almost panicking. At that moment, they realize...

“Oh god.... Bianca!!!”

The pain that he was feeling a moment ago vanished. Adrenaline was rushing through his body as he got up and ran over to his motionless girlfriend. Adam shouted for him to come back and ran after him.

He gets on his knees and shakes her. Nothing. Her eyes were closed, her face was ash grey... ‘Don’t tell me...’ He puts his fingers on her neck, trying to look for a pulse as Adam does the same, holding her wrist.

Nothing. No heartbeat. No breathing. She was as still as a corpse.

That thought shot through Victor like an icy arrow through the heart. Bianca... She’s...

Bianca suddenly finds herself in a void. There was nothing around her as far as the eye can see. After a while, a figure appears in front of her. He was bald and he appeared to be wearing a red, tattered robe...

“Bianca?”

“Who are you? W-Where am I?”

“Go back, Bianca.”

“What? Go back? W-What happened? A-Am I...?”

“Dead? Not yet. Not fully. Your mind and soul are drifting apart from your body, but with enough power, there is still time to pull them back. But you must have the will to return.”

“The will to return...”

So, she has a choice. She will either return to her body or go into the afterlife. She is faced with a heavy choice.

Go back (Good ending)

Stay here (Bad ending)

(I'll let you guys decide which ending I'll do first. ;3)

[dxmagedrose]

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PRESENTING. RANDOM DEEP DIVE WITH INDIGO-MUN AT 2AM ;

FIRST NAME Good fucking question… It’s (sort-of) currently Dylann! I was Kieran before that, though; it’s still used as one of my first names and I’m not used to Dylann quite yet bc I’ve just started using it. 

Indigo is one of my middle names though, and I’ve used it as an online handle elsewhere forever so I use it here now!  [ Fun etymology facts: Dylan(n) is a mythology name generally meaning “born of the wave” (aspiring diver & a water witch at heart). Kieran means “little dark one” bc of my love for horror, && I chose Indigo bc as a kid to be it was neither boy (blue) or purple (girl) and was both and neither as well as my absolute favorite color as this vibrant ass mystical color. ]

STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF hmmmmm…. I’m a horror lover at heart, so as a child (I wanna say 12), I was walking through an antique store (I have a few cool finds, I considered putting my other one as the fact tbh) and I turned the corner and I saw these two dolls staring back at me at the foot of the stairs of this antique building. my blood froze, and i felt my stomach drop. i got actual, physical goosebumps stumbling across these two creepy dolls staring back at me in the corner, and i couldn’t leave the store without them. perhaps the little painted porcelain boy would be somewhat spooky by himself if it wasn’t for the terrifying lidded gaze of the porcelain girl with the hairline fractures and slightly open lips. i cant look at her. i dont really find dolls scary, I like to find the spookier ones ones, and she makes me paranoid as hell. i keep her face covered and her up in my closet except for when i bring her out to show her off proudly as the spookiest thing I have but……. i dont really collect dolls anymore.  even thinking about her brings a fearful tear to my eye.  i don’t like to think about her for very long, but that’s why I’m so fucking proud to own her. ( YES — I’m THAT white person in the horror film )

TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON hhhhh a beardy jawline, high cheekbones, crooked canine teeth >:3c

A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF b.l.t.’s with avocado. ahhhh. my mouth is watering just thinking about it, oh my god. just a bit of salt and pepper???

A FOOD YOU HATE barbecue anything, i hate the taste of bbq sauce, you keep your nasty black goo to yourselves at the grill. twice in my life i have presented with barbecue pizza and both times i cried literal tears. why would you do such a horrible thing to a person? what kind of a monster are you? how do you sleep at night?!

GUILTY PLEASURE the sims. constantly. always. i’ve sunk thousands of hours into my households. oh also uhhhhhh i run two 80s horror blogs, one being a shitpost blog with occasional art of mine and one gremlin fanfic ship blog for horrible, terrible self indulgent fanfics i’ll get the courage to finish writing & post so i can be cancelled on tumblr for at some point. NO, i won’t link them. as i pretend they’re even all that hard to find, within a day i was found on both by someone i admire here a lot :’) ilu bby thnk u eternally for supporting ur local horrifying dumbass wtf

WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN the same clothes i’ve been wearing all day usually, my sweats & long sleeve raglans or my hoodies. i like being cozy day & and out. and ugh. efoort. just throw me in a blanket in a cool room and im out.

SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS serious relationships with some openness or poly. i wish i could fling! just not exactly easy for demisexual autistics lmao.

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE I think I would be adopted by my grandma as a kid. It would save me some trauma but mostly I think it would get my autism diagnosed way earlier and save me angsting all these years of wondering why & thinking it’s my fault I’m struggling so much and so loud and affectionate and different in a world that i didnt fit in the same way. 

ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON when i get drunk i text people how much they mean to me in my life. does that answer your question? ahhh. i’m sometimes a cuddle monster with friends, i message people with long texts about how much they mean to me, but I sometimes really don’t like to be touched at all. 

A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN FLYPAPER.  F L Y P A P E R.  FLYPAPER.  FLY, and, I can’t stress this enough, fucking PAPER. ( Though also Whole Nine Yards and both Re-Animator & Bride ). I have watched Flypaper already like, 5 times this week and I’m still not done, and the other movies have been on repeat for days in this household within the last year. In the past it has also been Donnie Darko & the new Nightmare on Elm Street.  roast me.

FAVORITE BOOK White Fang by Jack London. Have I actually ever finished it? No. Do I still own a copy I’ve had since childhood thru multiple dogs eating it, taking it to and from school, and highlighting and circling all the best parts of chapter one ever since I was a kid and it was too hard of a book for me to read? You bet your ass. If I ever need inspiration I just reread chapter 1. Although one of my other favorites was Broken Monsters by Lauren Beukes. But White Fang is like, a weirdly personal text. We stan London’s writing in this household.

YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE FENNEC FOX!! I used to daydream about having my own named Shiloh when I was a lil kid. they’re adorable little things and i am obsessed. i mean, gimme any fox and im happy, marble foxes, red foxes… but I was obsessed with fennec foxes. Also tbh ferrets. I want a ferret.

TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL] Rosa & @ninetyscnds‘s Luke, Rosa & @iimpulsivity is already screaming my name, Rosa & Constantine, Jesse & Andrea from Breaking Bad, and the joker and harley of 80s sci-fi Dan & Herbert from Re-Ani.  I am but a simple opossum. 

PIE OR CAKE Pie! I’ll take both pumpkin & melty apple over cake. also, cheesecake is more pie than cake soooo, pie wins.

FAVORITE SCENT my dogs / my blanket. :’)  It’s the most grounding smell in the world. 

CELEBRITY CRUSH oliver jackson-cohen, i’m fucking GAY and im angry about it. there i was, minding my own business, and i saw that asshole in a certain SHIRTLESS GIF and it AWOKE SOMETHING IN ME. dont talk to me about it, holy shit im obsessed with beardy men now god fuckkdafjaask i hate him why did he make me this gay i was perfectly fine being into girls but NOOOOOO him and his dumb hairy chest and sweet rugged face and I——  I also am obsessed with the archaeologist & television personality Josh Gates and may or may not be considering making a fan blog for him bc idk if my anthropology docuseries host is Dad or Daddy but i love him lots

IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO I would go on a dive with anthropologists and archaeologists doing fieldwork research in the ancient cenotes of the Yucatán Peninsula. My actual dream job, catch me crying & fantasizing about being underwater documenting Mayan skulls given as offerings. Fuckkkk, I love anthropology so much!!  take me anywhere in the world to immerse myself into culture & archaeology.

INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT Introvert. I have a real life friend I see roughly once a month, and that’s it. Plenty of online relationships, I’m chatty, message me all day every day. but i dont do people well.

DO YOU SCARE EASILY I used to! Really bad. I don’t as much anymore. I do get paranoia a lot still. Having therapists telling you that the FBI could be outside your house watching you through your windows will kind of nervous. ( no google results for: yes hello fbi i am a writer please dont put me on watchlists i just have research i need to do for this idea im working on, would you like to try again? ) I have nightmares nightly but not they never make me afraid, they just make me feel like crap. jumpscares and loud noises and seeing people reaching into their pockets dont set off as many brain alarms anymore tho!! progress haha.

IPHONE OR ANDROID I like my android better bc of capabilities but meh

DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES My mom, her husband & I play COD for family game night, and Silent Hill is my life’s blood. I’ve sunken hours into Sims & Skyrim, and Norman Jayden from Heavy Rain is my #1 fictional character in existence, why do i love the druggie babies

DREAM JOB Oh… You’re asking me to pick? I’d love to be an anthropologist doing work out in the field. Underwater archaeology is peak, but I’m also heavily considering being a body recovery diver or police diver. I’d love to see myself in uniform someday, if possible. Just the thought makes me teary eyed & proud.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS fund my person creative & educational endeavors. get myself a spooky ass abandoned house to make my own home to create in, and travel to the world’s best dive sites. just live a mild life of education, creation & exploration. that’s the dream TM.

FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE dr. hill is a gross and whiny lil bitch this post brought to u by the miskatonic crew, how is everyone here an even worse bad guy than herbert west precious dan excluded talk shit get hit tho john winchester from spn and both walter white & todd from breaking bad are all in my crew of hated characters. i jusT…   the reani novel is difficult to read because i have to deal with this old sack of shit.

FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER Supernatural :-)

… AND THIS CONCLUDES A DEEP DIVE WITH INDIGO!! //

[disappearinginq]

Kids, Fandom, and Why I Don’t Mind the end of Endgame

So, gonna be honest - I spent most of my life saying I don’t like kids. In fairness, I had never spent any time around them. I’m the youngest kid in my family, the youngest kid around growing up, and all my friends had older siblings. 

Turns out, I like kids. 

I don’t like assholes. Age irrelevant. 

Wanna know what kids don’t care about? Conversation topics. I had a 2 hour conversation with our next door neighbor’s kid about dragons. A serious discussion about dragons. Kids like fandoms - Marvel? Heck yeah. How to Train Your Dragon? See above statement about 2 hours of conversation on it. 

Wanna know what they don’t get into? 

Shipping wars. Meta. Who should be with who and fuck you if you don’t agree. They hate romance as much as I do. I was watching a ‘Cult Classic’ showing of Gremlins, and in front of me were two kids under the age of thirteen (ish). They were fine through the corny horror stuff, but as soon as the romance started: 

Girl 1: OH MY GOD, WHY DO THEY HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING WITH KISSING?!

I feel you, homeslice. Why do they have to ruin everything with kissing? 

I also cannot even begin to describe the long, loud, curse filled ranting and railing against the live action Avatar: the Last Airbender that I had with the 12 year old in front of me while my ‘date’ and his dad looked at one another and just shrugged. Or the “wtf as THAT?” with the 14 year old about the Green Lantern.

But one of my favorites is probably a kid I met at an American Legion meeting - it was a social meet and greet for local veterans to hang out with civvies. And we got on the subject of Marvel because he was wearing a Spider-Man shirt, and so was I (because no one can make me dress my age), which eventually lead to Endgame. I asked how he felt about it, and he thought for a minute before answering: “I liked it - because not everyone came home. But Tony still saved everyone.”

Now, you need to understand this. You can be upset about Endgame and how some characters didn’t survive. But also understand that yeah - in real life - not all heroes come home even when you want them to. You could argue that Steve could’ve been the one who died, but Steve isn’t a parental figure. It wouldn’t have the impact, isn’t as relatable. 

And you know what else was awesome? That was it. That was the end of it. We moved on. 

TL;DR - kids are less douche-y about fandoms than adults are. Learn from them. 

[barpurplewrites]

Lack of Reflection

Tonight House of Horror offers that classic creepy monster; the Vampire. And for this vampire there are definitely things that go bump in the night.

-x-x-x-x-

Belle was exhausted.

"At least the rent is covered and with tips I can eat."

Is was small comfort at two in the morning as she headed to her car, the grimy neons of the Rabbit Hole flickering off behind her. She hated working at the local dive bar, but it was the only job she'd been able to get. That wasn’t entirely true, she could have worked for her Dad.

She shuddered at the thought of being stuck in the flower shop with him from nine to five every day. He’d been bad enough with the passive aggressive digs at her choices when she was a teenager, but since she came back from college he’d given up on any pretence of subtly and was now blunt in his disapproval. He was also convinced that ‘a nice man’ would look after her and prevent any more ‘silliness’. No matter how many articles and leaflets she left lying around in his kitchen, he still held the opinion that mental health problems could be cured by the right man in her life.

At least she only saw Dad a few times a week now. She loved him, but one more demand that she settle down and she'd stuff him into that awful giant vase he used for the Valentine’s display. She grinned to herself as she crossed the car park; Dad’s large frame crammed into the horrible red glass vase might be a better Halloween display.

Her little blue car was starting to look a bit battered, but the engine was sound thanks to Billy. She'd helped him study for his GED so he looked after her car on the cheap. He was a star, but he still couldn’t get the heater to work all the time. He was convinced that a gremlin had taken up residence.

Even though she was the only car in the parking lot she checked her mirrors before she reversed out of the space. The bump and thump came as a hell of a shock. Belle jumped out of the car but left the engine running. She paused half way out and grabbed the flashlight from the glove box, more as an impromptu weapon than for the light it would provide.

Edging around the back of the car she braced herself to the fender hanging off, or worse an injured animal. The sight of a man groaning on the ground by her back bumper was not what she had been expecting.

“Where the hell did you come from?”

The man rolled over and groaned; “Scotland.”

“What?”

“What what?”

They stared at each other, both desperately trying to work out what the hell the other was talking about. The man shakily sat himself up and hissed. Belle blamed the poor light for the strange way his teeth glinted. He was grimacing in pain and rubbing at his hip. She was going to have to be the one to start making sense

“I checked my mirrors there was nothing behind me. How did I hit you?”

“Oh right. Mirrors don’t work for me.”

Belle waited sure that he was going to make some joke about his looks or dark clothes. Nothing. He just kept looking at her like she was supposed to understand. Belle sighed and offered him a hand; “Come on, I should take you to the hospital, get that bump on your head looked at.”

He took her hand and she had to stop herself wincing at how cold he was. It took a good tug to get him on to his feet. He wobbled a bit and slumped against the back of her car.

“I didn’t bump my head.”

Belle didn’t believe that for a hot second. Anyone who could claim that mirrors didn’t work for them must have a concussion. It wasn’t like a mirror could breakdown or need a software update.

“Yeah well, still best to get you checked out.”

He tilted his head to one side and looked directly at her. The lights in the carpark must be on the fritz because the gold flecks in his brown eyes looked like they were swirling.

“You’d let a strange man in your car with you?”

Belle blinked and stepped back. What the hell had she been thinking? She’d never seen this man before, he’d appeared out of nowhere and now she was offering to drive him to the hospital. He could be a killer. She shivered at that thought.

The man leaned forward and whispered; “Might be best if you just went home.”

Belle was in two minds. She’d just knocked this man over with her car, at the very least she should call an ambulance or the Sheriff. On the other hand, she had a sudden intense desire to get home as quickly as possible.

“Yeah. I should go home.”

Rum watched as she got into her car. At least his powers of suggestion hadn’t been affected by getting knocked over. He limped out of the way as she reversed the car, he didn’t think he could cope with getting hit twice tonight. Tales of vampire super strength and resistance to injury were greatly overstated in fiction. He’d just been hit by a car and it hurt. True he’d recover a damn sight faster than a human, but right now he was still feeling to shaky to move at more than a slow stagger.

She gave him a curious look as she drove past him. Please let his suggestion work. Had he told her to forget him? Damn he didn’t think he had. It looked like she worked in the bar, he could always come back in a few days and make sure she’d never remember him. He stayed perfectly still until she reached the entrance to the car park. The brake lights of her car came on, she must be checking the road was clear.

Rum groaned when he saw her hair flick as she twisted in her seat and peered out of the rear window. Okay, this wasn’t good. She turned back and checked her mirrors again. Rum crossed his fingers that she’d decided she was tired and seeing things.  He groaned again as the engine revved and the car began speeding back towards him. He clenched his teeth. This was going to hurt like hell.

Belle’s head bounced off the head rest as she collided with the man. She hissed at the taste of blood in her mouth. Her dad was always telling she she’d bite through her lip if she persisted in nibbling it, for once he was right about something. Thankfully he wasn’t here to be smug about it.

Oh gods. She'd run the man over again and this one was no little bump. She gripped the steering wheel and tried to calm her breathing. She couldn’t remember a single one of the breathing exercises that Dr Hopper had taught her. Her ragged gasps were loud in the small car. Had she really seen a man who didn't have a reflection? Vampire. No that was ridiculous. Vampires were not real. She was over tired and seeing things again. She ground the heels of her hands into her eyes. If she was hallucinating again this was the worst episode she'd had in a long time. He'd felt solid and sounded real.

She jumped as something knocked on the back bumper.

"Hello? Erm, would you mind pulling forward. Please?"

There was a Scottish lilt to the voice. He'd said he was from Scotland. Moving as if she was trapped inside a jelly she slowly went through the motions of easing the car forward. Without thinking about it she wrapped her fingers around the flash light she'd tossed on the passenger seat and opened the door.

Rum bit out a couple of swear words as the car rolled off his leg. He'd expected to be flung backwards, but somehow, he'd ended up under the back wheel. This was going down as one of the shittiest nights in his immortal life. Hit by the same car twice in the space of ten minutes. Was this worse than the night he'd drunk from that opium eater and tried to fly from the top of a four-storey building? Yes, definitely. That landing had hurt but he’d been so high he'd giggled as he twisted his knees back the right way.

Oh great, his maniac driver was getting out of the car. He didn't have the strength left to suggest that she please fuck off and leave him alone.

The light prod of her toe to his ribs didn't improve his mood. He felt rather put out by the yelp she gave, he was the one lying on the floor in agony, why was she screaming?

"Fuck! You are real! Shit! I am so sorry. Okay this time I am taking you to hospital."

Rum tried to sit up an instantly regretted it; "No hospital. I just need..." -How the hell was he supposed to say he just needed to get back to the graveyard? - "... just need to go home."

It was true, but she wasn't going to believe where he lived. Maybe he could roll out of the car as they passed by the gates? The very thought of hitting the asphalt at speed made him moan.

She'd crouched down and brushed the hair out of his face. The blood heat of her hands on his cool skin made his fangs throb.

"I'm sorry I thought you were an hallucination."

Rum snorted; "Did vampire not cross your mind?"

"Well yeah, but that’s mad."

Rum was in too much pain to care about keeping his nature hidden. He pulled his lips back in rictus grin and let his fangs drop. His fangs were impressive, a bit flashy thanks to some twisted sense of humour of his changing.

Belle’s mouth dropped in shock at the sight of the needle-sharp gold fangs that filled the man's mouth.

"You're a vampire."

All Rum could focus on was the sweet red blood in her mouth. It looked like she’d cut her lip. That smear of crimson was so inviting, so tempting, and looked downright delicious. He raised his hand to cup her face, she flinched, but didn’t pull back. A quick swipe of his thumb over her lip and his had his prize. He lapped at his thumb and sighed happily as the taste of iron and salt bloomed across his tongue.

Belle scooted away. Watching him suck her blood from his thumb hammered home the fact he was a real vampire. This was a really fucking weird night. He was staring at her lips and for a heartbeat she thought he was going to pounce her. He dropped his gaze and gave an embarrassed cough.

“I, erm, I don’t suppose I could take you up on that lift, maybe, if you wouldn’t mind?”

Belle gave him a good hard look. She knew fake shy and bumbling, plenty of the men who frequented the Rabbit Hole employed it as a flirting tactic.  For many of them it was a very thin mask that attempted to conceal what complete and utter jerks they were. She wasn’t getting any alarm bells from the vampire.

“What’s your name?”

He looked up at her, not the least bit of surprise on his features; “Robert Fitzglen, I go by Rum.”

“Belle French. Come on let’s get you up.”

Getting him upright wasn’t as difficult as Belle had thought it might be. He was heavily favouring his right leg, and he’d winced as she wrapped an arm around his ribs, but for a bloke who’d been hit by a car twice tonight he was in good shape. She got him settled into the passenger seat and then hopped into the car.

“Okay, so hospital?”

“No, no, please no. Draws far too many questions. The graveyard please.”

“Seriously?”

He chuckled; “Yeah I know, it’s a cliché, but I don’t sleep in a grave or a crypt. There’s a cabin for the groundskeeper.”

“And they don’t mind you using it?”

“Not at all, since I am the groundskeeper,” – he waved away her obvious question, - “long story.”

Her bar-tender senses told her that was a ‘I don’t want to talk about it’, but it felt like a not-right-now, rather than a never-at-all. The idea that she might see Rum again after tonight made her smile as she started the car.

Rum could feel that Belle had a million questions, but she let him be. Damn good thing to because he was feeling woozy and was almost sure talking would make him throw up.

“We’re here. I can’t get any closer because the gates are locked.”

He started at Belle’s voice and blinked at the shape of the graveyard gates through the windshield.

“I can manage from here. Thank you, Belle.”

He turned to look at her and found her worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Is this where you work some vampire mojo on me, so I forget all about you?”

It should be, but he didn’t want to. He didn’t know where this reluctance was coming from, but it was there pushing an invite to come and visit him one night onto the tip of his tongue. He swallowed that mad impulse and instead said; “Don’t have to, unless you’re going to go telling all and sundry that you ran over a vampire. Twice.”

She shook her head; “Nah, I think I’ll be keeping this to myself. Got to think about what this would do to my insurance premiums.”

Rum huffed a laugh; “Very sensible. Insurance companies are worse blood suckers than me.”

She smiled at his pathetic joke, and then smothered a yawn with her hand. It was very late for her. Rum opened the car down and stepped out. Once the door was closed again Belle wound the window down, so he ducked his head and said; “Good night Belle. Drive home safe and sleep well.”

“See you around Rum.”

As the little blue car drive away Rum wondered if it was her Australian accent that had made her last words sound like a question, or if she had been asking would they meet again. He licked his lips and caught the last faint taste of her blood. A sudden and rare certainty struck him; he would be seeing Belle French again and it would be sooner rather than later.

[thotyssey]

On Point With: Queen Robert

Hilarious, oddball antics and high-meets-low-meets-intergalactic fashions do away with the need for some funny-punny drag name for this performer. Whether she’s interjecting with a slaying quip while screening a classic film, or giving you the whole Big Ang Experience in a high stakes lip sync battle, or just being funny and fierce, this queen is giving you life. God Save Queen Robert!

Thotyssey: Greetings, Queen! How is Pride Week treating you so far?

Queen Robert: Hello! Thank you! I've been looking forward to gabbing with you. Pride has been good to me so far! It's been chaotic, but extremely gratifying, and we're only half way through! I also started bartending at the Rosemont this month, so even when I'm not out in drag I'm still out on the scene. It's an exhausting month for anyone working in nightlife.

Wow, that is a lot of nightlife. You must never see the sun!

I actually sat out at the Christopher Pier a couple of days ago while on my way back from a costume fitting. I looked like a vampire amongst all those honey-glazed hunks. I definitely prefer the light of the moon.

It's much more flattering, for sure. So speaking of the Rosemont, you just guest performed for Lucy Ball's show there last week.

I adore Lucy. She's a total weirdo. Her transformations set her apart from anyone working in Brooklyn. Did you see her Lambchop and Cryptkeeper? Incredible. Patti Spliff, another genius, was also performing that night. The three of us each have monthly Tuesday parties at The Rosemont, so it was fun to get together for a show. I did Donna Summer, farted on a cake and then pressed my face into it....because...drag.

You should do kids' parties! 

So, how did this all begin... where's your hometown, and what were you into growing up?

I'm from a small town not worth mentioning, in south central New Jersey. New York was always just on the horizon, like the Emerald City in Oz. I often wonder how this all began myself. There's a few memories that come right to the surface: my first wig, a green one from Universal Studios Orlando at age 5; my first two concerts at 7, Cher and Bette Midler; religiously renting The Rocky Horror Picture Show on VHS from blockbuster at 9; my mom playing Queen's Greatest Hits in the kitchen and telling me that Freddie Mercury was the coolest man who ever lived.

I always went big for Halloween--really big, I'm talking prosthetics by third grade and gender play by sixth. Then I got into theater, film, and eventually ended up in Manhattan for college, where I was able to release all of my passions without the constraints of small town life. 

Growing up, I was into everything spooky and queer that defied the norm. It wasn't a conscious rejection of heteronormativity, it was simply who I was from the very beginning. Anyone who thinks I'm new to this type of lifestyle and culture is in denial of my entire existence.

So movies were always there! Besides Rocky Horror, what are some other favorites?

Creature features will always have a special place in my heart. I find them to be a metaphor for anyone who has ever felt they had something to hide about themselves. American Werewolf in London, The Fly, Carrie, Gremlins, anything from the minds of Stephen King, John Carpenter, and John Waters. Oh, and the Chucky franchise has always been a favorite of mine. I have all the dolls.

Did you see that Carrie remake, like, 5 years ago? It was dumb. Well, there are two remakes: an early 2000's TV movie, the 2013 Julianne Moore remake, and a 90's sequel to the original. All have their charm, but the best part of each incarnation is surely the role of Margaret White, Carrie's psycho momma. Gays really seem to relate to that film, and the character Carrie. I know I did. She's the ultimate outcast who gets the greatest revenge on her abusers. My first drag performance in Brooklyn was actually a parody of Carrie, where I played both mother and daughter, appropriately set to the music of Madonna and Britney. Metropolitan [Bar] wasn't thrilled with the blood, though.

Was drag just the best venue for you to explore these aesthetics and interests, or was there something else about it that strongly appealed to you?

I moved to NYC to pursue a career in film, and while on that journey came to desperately miss performing. So, yes, drag was the best way to jump back in the performance ring while combining politics, pop culture, and aesthetics. It was hard at first to build an audience for my film work before drag. Now I'm in this creative community where anything is possible, and I can get back behind the camera and generate content that has an audience. Drag is a powerful platform, and I'm excited to see what other avenues it may lead me down.

Looking forward to seeing what you come up with! Why don’t you have a wackier drag name than “Queen Robert?” I mean, it is kind of funny in a minimalist sorta way.

I get that all the time! I have a whole list of wacky drag names, and I'd love to utilize them for some more character driven work / alter egos (Gaggatha Christie is my evil twin; I keep her locked up, though).

My drag, isn't necessarily female impersonation, I have a beard, I don't wear a bra, I'm never out here trying to be "fish." I'm a camp queen, so my personality is wacky enough. I never liked my name Robert, until one day I threw "Queen" in front of it and I was like, "oh yeah, that's better!” I'm a butch queen; I embrace my femininity and masculinity. Robert is a very masculine name... but honey, I'm a damn queen! Drag for me hasn't been about inventing a new personality and a new name; it's about being my ultimate creative self.

Also, there's so many repeat names in the drag business, it's annoying to constantly have to clarify which artist you're talking about depending on first or last name. I'm the only Queen Robert: unless you wanna try to compare my name to Bob the Drag Queen--but that would be silly, her real name is Caldwell!

So, how did you begin hosting “Screen Queen” at the Rosemont?

Troy at the Rosemont took interest in my pop culture numbers and said he had a monthly slot available. Being a film buff, I naturally turned the night into a celebration of local queer filmmakers and popular movies in the LGBT community.

What’s your personal strategy of “screen queening,” particularly with the classics? Do you share anecdotes during the movie, do you wait til it’s over, or do you just let it speak for itself?

It's a fun night! I show the film early, chime in from time to time with fun anecdotes or conversation with the audience about their experiences with the film. Then we jump into shows inspired by the film. This month was Pink Flamingos, and this got filthy! Lee VaLone was licking shoes. Pepto Dismal shit eggs on a hot plate. Misty Menthol puked on Coma White. People were actually gagging. Divine would have been proud. Next month is the much more family friendly Mamma Mia.

Yikes, I can’t wait for you to do Showgirls! What have been some of the films that affected you as far as those made by local filmmakers that you’ve screened?

Joe Sulsenti's Fishy was a highlight. It's an animation starring Amanda Lepore. There's so many talented artists that I've been able to screen, I love them all. Sweaty Eddie, Chris of Hur, Amber Alert, Marcel Saleta, Miwa Sakulrat, Chris Crompton. Everybody has such a unique voice and style. It's wonderful hearing their process.

Werk! So I was in the house for the last session of the Lady Liberty drag competition at the Ace Hotel a few months ago. It was a “Snatch Game” celebrity impersonation edition, and you appeared as a clean-shaven Big Ang with ginormous bazooms! It was a hilarious and affectionate portrayal, and it got you in the top two. What made you decide to enter that completion as her? My lesbian bestie Daniella in New Jersey and I would religiously watch Mob Wives and Big Ang together. I regret so deeply I didn't go to her bar in Staten Island, The Drunken Monkey, to meet her before she passed. She's one of my spirit animals (her and Kathy Bates). Everyone said I shouldn't do her for “Snatch Game” because of Pearl's portrayal on Drag Race. But, I have been impersonating her in some sense for years, so I felt it was necessary. And I know her family saw my portrayal and they said she would have loved it. Party everyday, because you never know when you're gonna go!

Lady Liberty returns for a Pride edition this Friday to the Ace Hotel, and you’re gonna be back there too! How do you think it’s gonna go!? I think that they are expecting to get another "Big Ang" moment, and that's simply not what I have cooking. They'll be getting something uniquely me. I hope it goes well!

I bet it will! 

And looking a little bit ahead, you'll be at Bizarre on post-Pride Tuesday for a special edition of Lee Valone's BEEF, with a bunch of cool people like The Brides of Burlesque, Pierretta Viktori, Devo Monique and Viktor Devonne. Have you turned it on that stage before?

I love performing at Bizarre! They really have a proper stage, which does help heighten numbers. BEEF Show is a damn riot, always diverse, always entertaining, and I'm thrilled to join this month's cast.

June 28th, you'll be throwing your wig into the June installment of the Mx Mont Rose comedy queen pageant at the Rosemont! That's gonna be quite a lineup. No spoilers, but did you know what you wanted to do immediately for that one?

Comedy is hard. There's a fine line to walk. People are very sensitive. One safe bet is to make fun of yourself. I'm hoping to give you something like the result of Joan Rivers topping Robin Williams after a drunken night at The Rosemont.

That’s all any of us want! Good luck! Anything else coming up to mention?

There's always something. Tuesday, July 3rd at The Rosemont, Screen Queen: MAMMA MIA featuring my sisters Chutney Spears, Tiffany Jones Sterling, Flower Tortilla, and Jessica Rose. [And I’m doing] FAILURE, July 5th at Bizarre.

But what's really exciting is the music video I'm directing for Crystal Mesh this summer. I'll give you a hint... there's gonna be lots of chlorine and cum.

Gag! One last question: what advice do you have for new NYC Pride-goers this week?

More glitter. Less clothes. Stay hydrated. Tip your performers AND bartenders! Have fun and be safe! Oh... and be sure your Pride merch benefits the community or a cause, and not some capitalist corporation that doesn't truly support the LGBT community!

The Queen has spoken! Thank you!

Queen Robert hosts “Screen Queen” every first Thursday at the Rosemont (10pm). Check Thotyssey’s calendar for all her scheduled gigs, and follow the Queen on Facebook and Instagram.

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Christmas 2020: Day 6 - The Preacher’s Wife (1996)

On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...

six years in jail!

I’m always on the lookout for more Christmas movies to add to the list as I feel like the pool of movies is infinitely smaller than when looking at Horror movies and I’ve already dealt with a good chunk of the classics, if not all of them. Which is why I was intrigued to see Radio 2 were dedicating a portion of their output to a rundown of the nations top 25 Christmas movies. Perhaps there could be a hidden gem amongst that? It kinda backs up the idea that I’ve seen pretty much the best this season has to offer given I’ve already looked at 95% of the list but yeah, there are a couple amongst them that are new to me.

Arthur Christmas (2011) A Christmas Story (1984) Die Hard (1989) Elf (2003) Gremlins (1984) The Holiday (2006) Home Alone (1990) Home Alone 2: Lost In New York (1992) How The Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) It’s a Wonderful Life (1947) Jingle All The Way (1996) Joyeux Noel (2005) Love Actually (2003) Miracle on 34th Street (1994) The Muppet Christmas Carol (1992) National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (1990) Nativity! (2009) The Nightmare Before Christmas (1994) The Polar Express (2004) The Preacher’s Wife (1997) Santa Claus: The Movie (1985) The Santa Clause (1995) Scrooge (1951) Scrooged (1988) White Christmas (1954)

I certainly have some issues with this list, like Miracle 1994 over 1947? Grinch 2000?! And as much as I personally love Jingle All the Way, I don’t know if objectively it has a place among the very best, it almost feels like it’s here by default. But yeah, amongst this we have The Holiday that I’m only vaguely aware of but have never seen and the subject of today, The Preacher’s Wife. This I’d never heard of before whatsoever. Apparently it’s a remake of an older film called The Bishop’s Wife so I’m breaking my rule of not seeing the original first. I suppose I can always come back to it one day. Turns out It’s a Wonderful Life came top of the list in the end which is fair enough. I’m not sure if I could choose 1, I feel like Home Alone, Wonderful Life and Miracle are all pretty interchangeable at the top, it’s hard to narrow it to just one of them.

The title seems a bit odd to me as it’s only sort of peripherally about the wife, it’s moreso about the husband who is the eponymous preacher who oversees a church in a small town of New York City but struggles to meet the needs of his parishioners and his own family. It’s kinda like the Hollywood Dad problem I’ve covered in Jingle All the Way, only on a wider scale and honestly kind of harsher. Like, Arnie was trying his best the only way he knew how for his family. Reverend Henry Biggs here is doing the work of the Lord almighty, trying to help everyone he can right down to the troubled kids of the inner city who have nowhere else to go when their local youth centre is shut down. Sure he might be neglecting his own flock a little but this is a man who is trying to do the best for his community. It’s funny how even his own mother in law recognizes this and actually sticks up for him quite a bit. Quite a change from most media where the mother in law is quite down on the husband.

I don’t know quite what the deal if with him and his missus, like he starts giving a sermon about temptation and gives her just the absolute dirtiest look ever. Guy swings around like he’s the Dramatic Chipmunk and just stares daggers at her.

Where the title does become apt is how the movie feels like a bit of a vehicle for Whitney Houston as Julia who does a great job as part of the church’s gospel choir. I guess she needed some redemption after The Bodyguard. That film is always so well remembered for it’s soundtrack and Houston’s version of I Will Always Love You especially. That was Christmas number 1 over here in 1992 as part of a ten week stint so that ties in nicely. It’s use in Spider-man Far from Home stands out to me though, that intro was hilarious.

With the whole youth centre thing, the movie does take on an element of one of those 80s/90s kids movies like Breakin’ 2: Electric Boogaloo when this wealthy real estate tycoon is trying to gentrify the local area and headhunt Biggs to lead his new church built within the grounds of his new residential estate, a church that comes complete with conjoining day care centre and it’s bespoke stage with studio setup to broadcast Bigg’s sermons. It’s a plotline that feels a little incidental though as, whilst the real estate man Joe Hamilton does pop up on adverts early in the movie, he doesn’t really factor into the movie and his motives aren’t known until later on. It doesn’t go nearly as far as some of those other movies where you have people barricading the streets and chaining themselves to buildings as the bulldozers roll in.

The movie does have a tendency to mix in all sorts of subplots so it can feel a bit chaotic at times. You’ve got Henry and his wife going through some marital strife, their son’s best friend having to leave for a foster home out of town, the looming threat of Hamilton closing the church, one of the local teenagers up in court on a false count of armed robbery, the church falling apart, rehearsals for the church’s nativity play that is going out on local tv…

Oh, and the emergence of an angel. Yeah, we’re going all It’s a Wonderful Life here. I think they must have been aware of the potential for comparison there since they have chosen to forego the usual use of it as their archival film of choice that people are watching around Christmas, instead opting for Miracle on 34th Street. Nice to have a bit of variety I suppose. They show the mother-in-law watching the end of the film and she’s tearing up at Susan getting her dream house. Pfft, everyone knows that Santa with the Dutch orphan girl is the real emotional tear jerker of that movie.

Only Denzel Washington as Dudley is much more creepy than Clarence ever was. Like, he’s meant to be this guy who has been in heaven for so long waiting for a chance to come back down to Earth to fulfill his duties that he’s kind of forgotten what everything is like. But it’s to a point that he seems to forget all sense of boundaries and how to behave in reasonable society as at one point he just leans in to smell this one lady. Plus people react like he’s the most handsome man to ever grace this town and there’s the growing sexual tension between him and Julia, to the point that Henry and Julia’s mother think the two of them are having an affair. Maybe she has a history of this or he’s just really paranoid and that’s what all that stuff was about earlier. Though I think Henry should be more worried about Dudley usurping his position as Father to young Jeremiah as he talks the kid through his best friend having to leave.

I was really emotionally invested in these two, they’re so cute! Seeing their story resolved was far more heart warming then anything else. Look at them holding hands!

Even if Biggs trying to get that one kid out of jail did reveal that he subscribes to the Larry David philosophy of how you can always tell if someone is being honest by looking into their eyes.

And don’t get me started on Julia. This is a school nativity, maam. Why are you upstaging all the kids with your elite singing voice? I get you want to have it go well but surely there are understudies you can send out when Mary number 1 has to leave. I didn’t get that either, it’s implied that Dudley did it as the girl suddenly complains that the doll for baby Jesus wet her and Julia finds it’s one of those dolls that pisses itself, but why would he do that? Unless this is his idea of projecting the best image of the church in order to help save it.

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how was your mom during IT

God okay so firstly I’d been bugging her for a literal month to go because I didn’t want to go to the theater alone and like. She was so against this lmao

“You liked the miniseries and it wasn’t even that good!!” *Me, texting my friend later* ‘She’s literally gonna hate this movie so much the cursing alone will give her a heart attack lol’

We went to the movie tavern bc birthday giftcards, and she had never been there before but was immediately Sold lol. She ordered a glass of wine but with their portions there it was really two glasses and she was loosing her mind over that and the reclining seats lmao

(I got a big margarita, mozzarella sticks and m&m’s bc this is one of my favorite works of fiction and I Was Not Fucking Playing Around)

She almost actually screamed when Georgie got his arm ripped off and I was like? What were you expecting???

“How the hell does that lady not hear him screaming” “That’s literally a plot point” “It’s a stupid one”

A half annoyed/half horrified ‘oh come on’ when the arm stretched out from the sewers and dragged Georgie in

“Is that that Strangest Thoughts boy you mentioned??? Those glasses make him look like the Nice Gremlin.” 

Richie: *opens his mouth*

“Well, the Nice Gremlin would never speak like that.”

Ben immediately became her favorite, relatable 

Lmao every scene where he lowkey struck out with Bev she got SO DISTRESSED halfway through the movie I had to lean over and say “Don’t worry, they impulsively run off together in like 30 years” and she was like ‘Oh thank God.”

“Who just knows where their local sewers dump out?”

Omfg Stan’s first scene with the painted lady she was like “Stop backing up!! She’s BEHIND you! Have common sense!”

The library scene she was so proud for a second bc she thought she caught an actor slipping up and looking at the balloon and I’m like “She was looking at the boy that just abruptly got up and walked passed her this isn’t cinemasins” and she was very put out by that lol

“Molly you usually talk more during movies, having trouble predicting scenes this time?” She says, smugly,

“Ben’s about to be chased by It in the form of a headless body,” I said, not taking my eyes of the screen.

Two minutes later I could feel her seething lmao

When the Bowers Gang had Ben cornered and the car drove by and the balloon rose up in the backseat we got a horrified “Uh-oh”

*Every time Richie does a Voice* “What the hell is he trying to do here?”

GOD the pharmacy scene with Bev and Mr. Keene omfg. When it started we got a quiet “ew.” When it continued we got a slightly harder “Ew.” When the lois lane/creepy smile moment happened we got a full volumed, disgusted “EW.“ I was trying so hard not to laugh omfg

“Who in their right mind starts smoking at 13!” “Mom…didn’t you literally start smoking at 13?” “Don’t talk over the movie, Molly.”

The burning bodies/bowers gang scene with Mike: “That was just unnecessary he seems like a nice boy”

Bev’s dad: “I don’t like him much at all.”

“Please tell me you never jumped off a cliff when you were a child.”

“No thirteen year old girl has any business being THAT pretty”

Oh God she was forcibly exposed to a lot of New Kids On The Block in the 80′s so she was literally dying every time there was a joke about them. Ben’s poster had us c a c k l i n g

“27 is just a weirdly specific number of years” “He’s a demonic alien eldritch horror that presents as a clown and eats people, but you’re gonna take issue with how long he hibernates?” “I don’t have to agree with everything Stephen King comes up with”

Omfg I forget when in the movie but there was some scene with all the bowers boys and my mom was like “…Why is that boy’s nose so small?” and I’m like “What??” and she goes “How does he live with that” and I’m still laughing about it

Lmao at one point she was complaining she had to go to the bathroom and I’m like?? Just go then??? And she looks at me and is like “I don’t want to miss anything!” and the sheer anger in her eyes over the fact she had to admit she was seriously enjoying the movie LMAO

So she ended up missing the entire Rock War™ and literally walked back into the theater just in time for “GO BLOW YOUR DAD, YOU MULLET WEARING ASSHOLE” her face I was dying

I tried to tell her what she missed but she could not comprehend what a rock war was omfg how many times did I have to say ‘they were throwing rocks at each other’?? Too many times.

My mom, reclined back in the chair, sipping her wine, “This is like the most relaxing movie experience I’ve ever had.”

Pictured on screen at this moment: A Child Being Murdered. 

“Why did he only buy one of his friends ice cream?”

“Eileen…”

“Does the stuttering kid not realize he needs a plan before taking off to kill It?” “Have you ever met a 12 year old boy?”

asdfg I had finished my margarita by this point and she got mad at me for stealing some of her wine but I was like “We’re heading to Neibolt I NEED this” lmao

Every time there was a very small callback to things in the book, like all the turtles or Bev having the best throw or the Richie dummy in Neibolt I understandably got Very Excited about them and my mom was just like. Can you calm down nerd. 

“What if Tim Curry jumped out of that coffin instead?”

“Something tells me his arm is broken”

God when Pennywise unfolded himself out of the refrigerator to freak out Eddie she went “We didn’t need to see that” lmao

“It was real enough for Georgie.” “What is taunting the kid going to accomplish?” lol

Laughed out loud when Richie called Bev ‘Molly Ringwald’ lol

Suspiciously wiped her eyes when she saw Richie was the only one to turn up to Stan’s Bar Mitzvah 

ASDFGHJ WHEN EDDIE WAS PAINTING THE ‘V’ ON HIS CAST and they zoomed in on it she let out a heartbroken gasp and was like “Why…why would that girl write loser on his arm” I was dying

“They’re gazebos! They’re bullshit!” “Sweetheart no it’s placebos-” “Mom, he can’t hear you.” 

When they were all going back to save Bev and Mike grabbed the gun: “Does he have to escalate like that?” 

“….Their friend’s life is in danger.”

“I know but didn’t they use a slingshot in the original??? Who brings a gun to a slingshot fight!”

When Henry started getting possessed, we got a deadpan “Oh no…not a balloon.” 

I fully admit to screaming slightly when It was LITERALLY EATING STANLEY’S FACE but she got so judgey @ me because of it??? lol Like mom I’m sorry you apparently have 0% maternal instincts but these kids are STRESSING ME OUT

Not to mention she screamed MOMENTS LATER at the heads floating in the sewer lmao

When Ben kissed Bev: “I’m not sure that was appropriate but awww.”

Was not a fan of Bill shooting Georgie but who was

“Please tell me you never made a blood oath when you were a child.”

She sat through this entire film without ever once absorbing any characters name??? Lmao I was trying to talk about it when it was over and I’d have to be like. “The glasses/gremlin kid. New Kids On The Block Kid. Munchausen Syndrome Mother. Literally the only girl in the movie. Jonathan Brandis played him in the 90′s one.The kid who’s arm was ripped off are you kidding me?” lmao

But overall she went home and called her usual gossips™ to complain that she had actually super enjoyed the movie.

This is literally the first time in over two decades that I’ve seen a movie with this woman and she stayed awake the entire time. That speaks volumes to me lmao

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10 Things From Gremlins That Haven't Aged Well | ScreenRant

Part horror flick, part comedy, part holiday film, Gremlins is one of those movies that has a little something for everyone. The Spielberg-produced 80s classic was a hit when it debuted, securing itself a placement as one of the highest-grossing blockbusters of 1984, behind such franchise giants as Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom and Ghostbusters. It followed the Pletzer family of Kingston Falls who, after inviting a mysterious creature into their household, are forced to confront the ramifications of their purchase when it multiples into dozens of demons.

Audiences couldn't get enough of the gross-out humor and revolting shenanigans of the gremlins, the creature effects, or the over the top nature of the holiday farce. As entertaining as the film is, there are aspects of it that are dated to audiences today. Some of the gremlin effects are painfully hokey, some of the fashion screams 80s, and who gets excited about cable today? Here are 10 things about Gremlins that haven't aged well.

RELATED: 10 Things From Back To The Future That Haven't Aged Well

10 Cable Being A Big Deal

Gremlins takes place in smalltown, USA, so Billy Peltzer having a Mogwai is probably the most exciting thing since... cable? The film takes place in the '80s, so, having cable was something of a big deal because, otherwise, everyone gathered around their television for a few channels and some static.

Judge Reinhold plays some smarmy VP at Billy's bank, giving him an unending mountain of verbal abuse and trying to get Phoebe Cates to go out with him instead of poor Billy. So, what does he use to ingratiate himself to Ms. Cates? The fact that he has cable now.

9 The Gremlins

After Billy and his brother Pete (Cory Feldman) accidentally get his Mogwai wet, they discover what the old man at the oddities store cautioned about it; one Gremlin turns into five Gremlins, with the mean-spirited Stripe as their defacto ring leader.

As adorable as the Gremlins are, and as good as the puppeteering of them was for the day, they still look more like adorable Furby toys than actual terrifying supernatural creatures. Even later on, the jerky stop motion and lizard-like appearances don't help make them any more lethal.

RELATED: 10 Best Movie Aliens, Ranked

8 The Bathroom Buddy

Mr. Peltzer is something of a mad scientist/Doc Brown inventor in his workshop, conceiving of all sorts of strange and unusual gadgets that he tries to impress his family with. He develops the Bathroom Buddy, the Swiss Army Knife of toiletries, to "revolutionize" travel and save consumers hours on grooming.

The fact that the gadget is as big as a person's toiletry bag already is the least of its problems. Its made from gaudy plastic and looks like a cross between a pager and a child's toy. Even for the 80s, no discerning traveler would buy this monstrosity.

7 Hill Valley

The town where the film takes place, Kingston Falls, is something out of the Andy Griffith Show. It's corny and quaint, and, while it services well for a Christmas story, with its single post office, drug store, and bank, it's the same sort of set used for dozens of 80s films.

If it looks familiar, it's because from the clock tower on down, it's the same set for another quaint town: Hill Valley from the Back to the Future films. It's even populated by all the same stereotypes: the miserly Mrs. Beagle who hates Christmas, the selfish bank manager, etc.

6 The Fashion

From Billy's tweed blazer he wears at the bank (is he 17 or 65?), to Kate's ruffled neo-Victorian blouse and clip-in plastic barrettes, 80s fashion is everywhere. And, because Steven Spielberg watched a lot of It's A Wonderful Life before making this Christmas classic, lots of characters look like they stepped out of the 1940s.

The anachronistic and vintage fashion of that time period was alive and well in the 80s, so it wouldn't be uncommon for Mrs. Beagle to wear pillbox hats or Jack at the bank to wear an obnoxious fur-lined overcoat. It doesn't have the same charm today.

5 The Gremlins Hatching

It's a strange occurrence watching what look like dryer balls exploding out of Gizmo's back, grow into melon-sized furballs, and unfurl like daisies in the sun. The process may have been incredible for its time, but now the methods of making the movie magic are too transparent.

Audiences today are very aware of the fact that the Gremlins are puppets and animatronic components. They can only move in certain positions, have very simple ranges of motion, and often don't look any different than the dolls created for the film's release—which was probably intentional.

RELATED: 10 Horror Movie Monsters That Scared You as Children

4 Mr. Futterman

The racist, chauvinistic neighbor of Billy's hates foreign cars, hates anything un-American, and likes to shamelessly hit on young women at the bar. While there are sleeze-balls like him everywhere, the film gives him a particularly wide berth.

He's geared towards being a sympathetic character in the film, his behavior excused because of the fact that he's depressed, and Kate's worried he'll commit suicide. Today, there'd be a scene were someone questions his actions or his word choice, if the character was even included at all.

3 The Corny Plot

For audiences used to a faster pace, the plot may not prove engaging enough. It's also predictable; the Gremlins are brought into the Peltzer's home, Billy does everything the old man at the oddities shop told him not to do, and then he has to save his town from their shenanigans.

Billy's entire life is also incredibly mundane and predictable, from being given juice by his Susie Homemaker-type mother who stays at home baking cookies all day, to him trying to "support his entire family" on his bank job and drawing comic books.

2 The Bar Scene

While the Gremlins are out terrorizing Kingston Falls, the eventually wind up at the local bar where Kate works (presumably the only one in town). They proceed to break everything in sight, drink everything in sight, and one Gremlin is seen smoking several cigarettes at once.

What was no doubt supposed to seem like real "bad" stuff to kids of the 80s seems pretty tame now. Maybe the only no-no would be smoking indoors? You could actually do that in bars of that era. The whole idea that this scene was considered crass makes it more comical now.

RELATED: 10 Best Christmas Horror Movies

1 Chinese Stereotypes

When first we meet Rand Peltzer, he's being taken to an oddities shop by a young boy, the grandson of the owner, in fact. He looks suspiciously like Short Round from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, and you half expected him to say, "Okie Dokie, Doctor Jones".

But the stereotypes are all confined to the store and the zen-like kernels of wisdom dispensed by the old Chinese man who owns it. He wears a long robe, a round hat, a long wispy beard, and says things like, "With Mogwai comes great responsibility".

NEXT: 10 Things From Goonies That Haven't Aged Well

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