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[filia-floris]

Ch. 2

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[chzdavmpr]

Delicious in Dungeon Reading Diary Vol 5

Spoilers below, obviously

Oh so we are getting right into Falin weirdness off rip.

I called it that this person was the mad mage.

Hmm. So they recognize Laios, but know it's from within a painting that they recognize him. I'm surprised but I think that actually fully explains how the painting work. I guess it's time for a big rant on my guess as to how living painting work. If you don't care skip this paragraph. Ok so the mad mage made the paintings to trap people and it seems like whenever someone enters them a scene starts playing like a tape, except that people trapped inside can interact with things. These recordings are of things that actually happened, and the people within them act roughly how they actually did. However the mad mage is the exception to this. It seems that they can either perceive through the scenes of their painting counterpart or just know everything that happens in the painting. It also seems that they can choose to override their painting counterpart's recorded actions and take control of them, allowing them to know that laios was in all the paintings. This I'm a bit iffy on because if I recall they seem to think Laios is some kind of kingdom infiltrator in the painting which wouldn't quite line up but it's the best I got. Additionally you can draw/paint extra stuff onto the painting and it will be sentient but won't be in the painting proper, just kinda in a plane on top of the painting, or maybe that's just because Laios drew bad. Either way that is a lot, but hopefully this is the last time I should spend way too long talking about living paintings.

Very funny how the label follows them. I also love Senshi's face of "what the hell man those are my hams"

Oh so since Falin was made with the dragon's flesh and blood she is the dragon. Wait does this mean Falin is dead forever? I sure hope not.

I'm skipping over most of the next 3 chapters, I'll get to them in my final thoughts.

Wow this samurai guy is having just an awful time.

So senshi probably got the cheese from the orcs. But I should mention I've also been watching the anime with some friends as it comes out. And one of them has a huge pet peeve about every time they have oil in the dish, since he says they should've run out forever ago. I'm not bothered by it at all, and find it very funny how he reacts every time oil is on screen. The reason I bring this up now is if this cheese is seen more then just this once he is gonna blow his gourd and it will be very funny.

Senshi giving Chilchuck "the talk" is so funny that I literally got light head from laughing.

It's very cool that Laios is learning magic. I feel a lot of stories wouldn't do that just because he's "the fighter" and Marcille is "the wizard" and they would have to stay as those archetypes.

The art in this whole series is great. I love the way the cockatrice is drawn here.

It may have been fine if it didn't come right after another whole chapter where Chilchuck recaps the story so far like there's been a hiatus and they wanna make sure you remember everything.

Man this chapter is on a roll with these A+ panels

I somehow only just now, while taking the above picture, that the chapter called cleaners has the characters dressed up as cleaners. That's cute and I may be a little stupid.

Ok so I was gonna say this this guy may be Delgal hiding, since we saw that the mad mage is looking for him.

But then I remembered; isn't the whole backstory for the golden city that it's king told of the mad mage and then died? Cause that would make it kinda hard to find him.

But then now when I'm composing this I'm remembering that the dungeon doesn't allow people to die, so either he died right outside or that story was wrong. Hmmm.

Seriously every panel with Shuro has him look like the worlds most depressed man.

He's practically sinking into the earth.

You know in retrospect, if the Dungeon Gormet Guide was a bunch of lies and guesses it's awfully lucky that it's happened to be right about what is and is not poisonous. (Or which tentacles' swelling can be reduced with vinegar)

To conclude my thoughts on this volume, that first chapter is great. I was a little worried about what the next plot hook would be but it delivered. They just show straight up that the elf is the lord of the dungeon. And they introduce the mystery of "what is going on with falin." But then it spends 2 whole chapters just telling us stuff we already know. Like it was kinda cool seeing the B Team piece together who A Team is with limited knowledge, but other then the stuff about Shuro there wasn't much new or interesting.

And then the party is just trapped on the 5th floor the entire volume, I imagine because next volume their plans will change and they won't want to go back to the surface and the author wanted to avoid too much backtracking. Which I get, but it ends up feeling like a bunch of these chapters are just kinda killing time until the B team shows up.

That being said, still a great volume of manga. Probably the weakest so far, but only because it's a like a 4.5 instead of a 4.75 or 5.

[golbrocklovely]

In regards to your TikTok vent (which was totally justified like wtf) I think some kids just get really into like a man with a life filled with tragedy? Idk how to explain it, but it’s like they have a thing for men who have a life filled with trouble and pain. So they exaggerate Colby’s Emo-ness to be filled with self harm, depression, SA and more. I have no way to explaining it but I know people have mentioned how they enjoy reading books with the main male character like that and I feel like it translates to real life people too.

sorry i didn't respond sooner. i saw this ask when you originally sent it in, and then forgot all about it until now.

i think part of your ask is right. i think there are a lot of fans that are drawn to this darker side of colby, whether true or not.

i think as young women, we do get taught a lot that "bad boys" are really just good guys that are rough around the edges. they're the ones with a dark past and are emotionally constipated. we as women need to "fix" them - be their therapist, mom, gf all in one (even if at the risk of losing ourselves). and i think this notion also gets passed onto guys that girls are into, whether this is something they want or not.

you can't fix someone. it's not your job to do that to your partner. and if someone is really that "broken", they need professional help. you can't put that pressure on yourself.

that being said, i think your idea isn't the full reason why these lies are being spread on tiktok. i mean, trying to give an explanation as to why ppl lie is already a feat to make. i bet there are fans that just lie just to see if ppl will believe it. and i think what makes that worse is that no one follows up something when they see someone make a statement.

for example, the "elton making colby show his sh scars to a camera": the one tiktok i saw that talked about this (now idk if they are the originator so i'll cut them some slack), when asked when did this happen, only said "it was during a livestream that's been deleted". and hilariously, i've also heard someone else say it was actually a video but elton took it down. the problem with this is that of course giving this as the "proof" basically means you can make up whatever as long as you say the proof was deleted. but my main issue with this is that 1, elton and snc haven't collabed since 2019, which means that 2, if this did happen, why did no one talk about it until 2022???? you're telling me for three years, no one said anything. but a random fan on tiktok was able to unearth this event that unfolded, only to not give proof bc it was a livestream that was deleted???? which then means 3, how the fuck would you know this was a thing??????

i will say, the snc fandom on tiktok HATE elton. like, even more than i do. but i think they try too hard to make elton the bad guy. like, elton has done enough fucked up shit. you don't gotta lie to make him look bad lol

not to mention, especially with this particular topic, colby has outright said that he's never had depression, has never hurt himself, and doesn't feel comfortable giving advice on this type of stuff. so… what about that screams "i've suffered with depression and self harming"?????

i also believe that a lot of fans take things out of context and just run buckwild with it. like the clip from the awesomenesstv video where they do the lie detector and colby says they had a roommate that they felt used them. ppl immediately said "oh it's about elton" when in reality it was about aaron when they didn't get along for a month after moving out. but bc a lot of fans have just gotten into the fandom, they don't know all the lore. which is really my main problem with the tiktok fandom: they don't know everything and thus connect dots that aren't there.

and all of this is tiring as an older fan not only bc i know the truth, but bc NO ONE ELSE IN THE COMMENTS IS ARGUING WITH THEM. i barely see any comments trying to say "hey guys, this didn't happen", so it's hard for me to want to do that either. that's why i make the joke that i might have to start an snc tiktok just to tell fans that none of this shit is real and someone is lying to you.

also i forgot to mention but fanfics are also at fault. but i've ranted about that enough on here lol

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McFister

Two women are crying and holding each others hands sadly as they stand outside their giant country house.

Wilma Peterson: Ohhh boo hoo booooo I can't believe a murder would happen at our fancy country house miles away from civilisation! Oh no what are we to do?

Betty Johnston: Oh nooo people are going to automatically suspect it was us that killed the person who was staying at our house during the massive party we threw where there were so many potential suspects around, many of whom are still here since the party is still going! Oh woe is us, what kind of a God would forsake us like this?

Wilma Peterson: All we have ever done is try to have a good life and also drink alcohol and throw fun parties sometimes! For that is what rich eccentric country folk do.

Betty Johnston: But now our lives will be ruined unless somebody can solve the mystery of the dead corpse that has appeared during our spectacular party!

Just then the women's attention is drawn to a sports car that speeds up the driveway and screeches to a halt right in front of them. A man gets out of the sports car and takes off his sunglass dramatically.

McFister: Somebody call for a detective?

The two women jump up and down enthusiastically and clutch their hands together.

Wilma Peterson: Oh joy! Exactly the person we needed to see at this exact moment in time!

Betty Johnston: A cool and smart detective that will be able to solve our problem!

The detective puts his sunglasses on again, and then removes them dramatically once again.

McFister: And what problem might that be?

Wilma Peterson: We have been throwing our annual get together that we throw every year, it is a weekend long event where guests stay at our fabulously grand yet also fairly out of the way house, on the grounds of this wonderful park.

Betty Johnston: During the course of the festivities one of the guests was found dead with a knife through his head and gunshots through his feet for some odd reason. It has really put a dampener on the party.

Wilma Peterson: Yes it has really brought us down.

McFister: I see. And where is the body now?

Betty Johnston: It's right over there.

The two women point to the steps of their grand house, steps that lead up to the front door. Sliding down the steps, leaving a trail of blood as it goes, is a dead body with a knife in its head.

McFister: Oh yeah, there it is.

Wilma Peterson: Originally we found the body in the drawing room, but obviously we couldn't just leave it there as it would depress the other guests too much, so we dragged it out here.

McFister: Hmm. I see. I mean you really shouldn't move a dead body, your finger prints will be all over the corpse. How do I know neither of you committed this crime?

Betty Johnston: Because you're a world class detective, or so you claim.

Wilma Peterson: You would be able to figure out if we did it or not.

Betty Johnston: The whole reason you're here is to prove to the world that we DIDN'T do it.

McFister: Hmm. Yes, you do make a good point, I am indeed a world class detective. I've solved crimes all over the world, and as a result I am highly respected and also incredibly well paid, as evident by my really cool sports car right here.

McFister points at his sports car.

McFister: So yes, I'll solve this mystery, as only I, McFister, world class detective can. Just let me get my magnifying glass out.

Wilma Peterson: Why do you need a magnifying glass?

McFister: All good detectives have magnifying glasses, I saw it on TV. Obviously.

McFister pulls a magnifying glass out of his pocket and goes to inspect the body. Before he gets too close, however, he is shot point blank in the back of the head. He falls down to the ground, stone cold dead, as the two women stand there, each pointing pistols at where he used to be standing, slowly lowering their arms at the same time and pocketing their own pistols. McFister, world famous detective, is dead. The corpse that had been slowly sliding down the steps now stands up and pulls a fake knife off of his head, brushing himself down and trying to slide some fake blood off of his hands.

Daniel DeadGuy: Ahaha! Finally I have outsmarted my biggest rival, my arch nemesis McFister! And so easily done it was as well! I just pretended to be a dead body and then I had my assistants shoot him in the back, the perfect crime!

The man walks over to the dead body of McFister.

Daniel DeadGuy: And now to take my prize...

The dead guy reaches down to pull the magnifying glass out of McFisters hands. Surprisingly, however, he can't seem to pull it away. It's as if the dead body is pulling back. Just then, the dead body of McFister turns its head and looks up at Daniel DeadGuy, smiling. This causes Daniel to recoil in horror as McFister jumps to his feet.

McFister: AHAHA! Looks like I was the one who fooled YOU! You thought you could trick me with the oldest con in the book, the old 'Pretend to be a dead guy while my assistants shoot McFister in the back' trick, but you obviously forget that I'm a world famous detective! I'm wise to every trick!

Daniel DeadGuy: But... but how?! They shot you in the back of the head!

McFister: It's simple. This isn't my real head!

Daniel DeadGuy: ... That doesn't sound simple, and actually sounds like it requires more explanation.

McFister: Well you won't be getting another explanation, Daniel! The only thing you're getting is 15 years in prison for attempted murder of me, the greatest detective of all time!

McFister looks through his magnifying glass at Daniel.

McFister: So fuck you!

There is a moment of awkward silence between the two men.

McFister: Yeah I know, I need to work on my closing lines. Anyway you're going to prison. And you two harlots...

McFister turns around to address the two women who just shot him in the back of the head, but instead all he can see is the pair of them running down the road in the distance.

McFister: Oh. Well, I'll arrest them later. You, however...

McFister turns around to look at Daniel, but unfortunately all he can see is Daniel running away in a different direction.

McFister: Aww nuts. Oh well, I'll catch him next time.

And with that, McFister puts his sunglasses back on in an extremely cool manner. The greatest detective in the world, apparently.

[raposarealm]

Hmm, a random question to ask... What are some game series you like besides Mega Man games? Those are awesome, of course, but I don't remember if I ever asked you about other games.

(Oh, small edit: I’m serious on the “feel free to send in asks and bug me” bit, I’m not in school this semester and I’m. Very lonely.)

Well, Magia Record, but you knew that already.

I'm fond of the Project Diva games! I like rhythm games, even if I'm not practiced yet, and I'm a long-standing Vocaloid fan. I recently managed to get ahold of the Mega39's/MegaMix (no relation, sadly,) and it's been neat as well! Though I'm not forgiving them for replacing Sennen no Dousokuka with Snowman, god damnit.

Before I went AWOL from tumblr there for a while (late 2017 to early 2020, yeesh,) I posted a lot about The Stanley Parable as well, even though I couldn't play it since I didn't have a way to purchase it. Well, with the Ultra Deluxe release, I've been able to actually play it now! Except my mental state's been so unstable as of late that I've had to kinda shy away from it for a little bit. Actually, I've kinda had to shy away from a lot of games in general, partly due to just lack of energy from depression kicking my petunia, and partly because I can't get to some of the systems to set them up, because said lack of energy has caused me to not be able to clear up my room enough to do anything, much less play games. It's really annoying and I wish it'd stop.

Speaking of games I can't get to the system to play, I've had a copy of Mirror's Edge for a long time now, and I'm very fond of it, but... I've never actually gotten past the Edge and Flight part, the first real mission in the game... Well, I might have once, but it's. I'm not good at it. Also somehow I ended up with a Japanese copy, despite the game having been developed in the West? I don't know how that happened, but ah well. We have an Xbox One somewhere that got packed up in the move, and we've never been able to set it up. If I could actually find it at some point, I'd like to play the sequel Catalyst at some point. Also the series has a really, really damn good soundtrack, I beg of y'all please go listen to it.

And I think I've mentioned it somewhere before on this blog, maybe? But for a very long time, my favorite games were the Drawn to Life series, actually. In fact, my penname that I've used since the very beginning was named for the fox-like "Raposa" species in the game's world. Surprise, I don't speak Portuguese, just a little bit of Spanish. And what demoted the series from my favorite, you ask? Summer 2017 when my friend gave me a copy... of Starforce 1. Aye.

Oh, and until I lost them in the move, I was very fond of some of the Professor Layton games, but I never knew which games were in which order, so I kept getting confused, and I was too afraid of spoilers to look up the release order, because a) it's mostly a mystery series, and b) I've made the mistake before of looking up something like release dates or whatever on wikis and/or just Wikipedia and finding out a really major spoiler. Exhibit A: the Wikipedia article on Exe and me back in 2017 having only read the manga. God damnit.

There's probably lots more series I'd like if I could get into them, but I tend to shy away from new series and/or franchises unless someone drags me into them. Most of the games I've played have been one-off self-contained games that I saw mentioned somewhere and went "oh, that looks neat," or I ended up with a copy of one of the entries when I was really young and didn't fully grasp the idea of game series and playing in order (for instance, I got into Drawn to Life because my mother gave me a copy of The Next Chapter, the second game of the two, for Christmas back in 2009, since she saw the "drawn" in the title and went, "Oh, Rapo likes to draw!"; and back around the same time, I somehow ended up with a copy of the third Professor Layton game, "Unwound Future", and again, didn't know it was a later entry until Flora showed up and I had a "who dis" moment. Fun times.) The only exceptions really being Magireco, which I wanted to play from its launch, but didn't know it was technically free-to-play until the anime aired, and I finally checked it out; and of course, Rockman, which was the fault of my friend convincing me to watch the Starforce anime (and also lent me his copies of the Exe manga,) and it was all downhill from there. I regularly give him hell over this, by the way.

[meshlasolus]

Intelligent Insanity

16/?

Jerome Valeska X Reader

This is actually sadder than the last one... ye be warned.

Series Summary: Two lives can start very differently, but it's never the beginning that makes the story. It's the the journey the lives take that eventually bring them down the same path.

Chapter Warnings: angst, depression, mentions of suicidal thoughts, blood, death, the works.

The cell was cold, and the seat I sat on was hard metal. There was a rigid piece that had cut my leg a little when I sat down, but the pain of the small amount of blood drawn would never compare to anything the rest of me was going through. Every fiber of my being ached with sorrow, and my fast spelling fingers could attest to that. The words were so dark and dull with anguish that I myself could not believe they were spawned from my brain.

If I ever got out of this place, I wouldn't know where to go, or what to do... maybe I'd just attempt to end my eternal suffering by cutting it all off. If I ended my life perhaps I wouldn't feel pain anymore. If I killed myself I could be reunited with the one I called my love. If I lasted through the night I would be surprised.

My tears still streamed down my face to give off a sense of how truly devastatingly broken I was, but since I could not make a sound, my hands had to do the talking for me. If there was a way to yell in sign language, surely I was doing it. My hand practically ached from how long it had been spelling my every word.

One of the other prisoners in the holding cell behind me clanked the bars that restricted him, making me look up upon the impact. There stood detective Jim Gordon, the look on his face wasn't quite a happy one, but it wasn't a frown either... very neutral.

"Y/n?" He addressed me, but I didn't respond. I wouldn't have even if I could.

He unlocked the cell and came close to me, kneeling infront of my seat to try and get my attention. My eyes couldn't hold contact with him, because they were too full of grief to be connected with anything but the ground.

"I really need you to talk to me. I understand I'm the last one you want to talk to, but its important that you give me the information." He sounded gentle, his voice was soft. He truly was a good cop in every aspect, and really, there was one man that would actually be the last person I want to talk to.

I shifted my gaze from the ground to him, hoping that he could see in my eyes that I wasn't in the condition to speak. He heaved a sigh, breaking contact with my tear filled eyes for a moment before returning back.

"Look, I know you can speak, I've seen you do it. This can't be like last time, if you don't say anything, then I can't help you."

Oh, to make him understand. If being insane taught me one thing, it was that normal people would never truly grasp the concept of a free mind. My mind was free, but it was in turmoil. Whenever it was pushed down to the depths of despair, my own personal side affect was that I would lose the ability to speak entirely. My voice would be gone.

I held up my hand to spell my response, hoping that he might possibly pick up a hint.

'I can't.' I spelled out nice and slowly.

The look of confusion I saw on his face was similar to the one I'd noticed the day I killed my uncle.

"I- is that sign language?" He asked with furrowed brows. Maybe he was smarter than I gave him credit for.

I nodded in return to his assumption, and he did the same in return, letting a thought pass through his head.

"We have an ASL translator on hand... I'm gonna give her a call and I need you to tell us everything you know." He said quickly, as if I was going to be so easy to cooperate with him, so soon after what has happened to me.

He tried to help me stand up and usher me out of the cell, but I shook my head and pulled out of his grip. I wasn't going anywhere. My eyes watered up yet again, and began to overflow as I brought my arms around myself as some sort of security mechanism. I just wished another pair of arms were around me.

He looked back and me and his shoulders rose and fell with a deep breath. He glanced out at the desk he was probably dragging me off to, then his eyes became softer. When they met with mine again, it was like he understood everything. Why I couldn't speak, why I wouldn't cooperate, why I didn't care if any help was given to me. All were the same reason.

"Can we make a deal?" He asked, but I remained unmoving, since I didn't know what he has to offer me. "We have Jerome here...."

Instantly I listened closer at the sound of his name, and Gordon took notice. Now his suspicions were confirmed.

"If you promise to cooperate, and tell us everything you know, then I can arrange for you to have ten minutes with him before they ship out." He said, seeing how my eyes got just the tinest bit better knowing I would get to say goodbye properly.... maybe not properly, because the proper way would have been to tell him how much I loved and adored him before he was killed.

I nodded quickly, heaving myself from the seat and walking towards the open cell with Gordon. He noticed where the bench had cut my leg, and saw the blood dripping down the back.

"You're bleeding. Let's get that taken care of, first." He said, guiding me towards the first aid station, where a tall and lanky man stood. The man introduced himself as Nygma, and seemed to be fond of talking a lot. Given that I could not talk at all, it was an awkward few minutes as he bandaged up the back of my leg. He set aside the bloodied pieces of cloth instead of throwing them away, which I thought was strange... why did he need my blood?

When the man was finished, I gave him a nod of thanks, and turning to go with Gordon down the next long stretch of hallway. My heart started beating faster and harder when I read the painted letters on the door. M.E.

Jim unlocked the door and opened it, stepping inside and waiting for me to do the same. I knew I wouldn't be able to be alone, because with the price on my head I already had, I wasn't going to be trusted out of anyone's sight.

I was afraid to go in at first, frightened of what this might do to me, but I needed closure. Closure to help me along the path of hopeful recovery... or maybe it would just give me more motivation to end my own life. I hated that the only two options were either death, or moving on....

I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, exhaling slowly as I took the steps into the room. It was instantly colder than the rest of the station, with a refrigerated wall system. I heard a small buzzing sound as I finally looked over at the table in the middle of the room.

My eyes were filled to the brim with unshed tears to see that my wonderful, happy, crazy boy was so still and lifeless where he laid. Most people say that when their loved ones die they find peace in seeing that they only look asleep... my love did not look asleep, he looked dead, and cold. I couldn't bear the sight of something so beautiful at it's end. It was so horrible, and painful.

Jim stood in the corner, trying to keep himself busy looking elsewhere, as to give me some sort of privacy in these last moments with him. Knowing how the city saw him, he probably won't even get a proper funeral, and everyone else will be glad he's gone. I wouldn't be surprised if they even held a celebration, for people always rejoiced in ridding themselves things that they hate. People hate things they don't understand.... Jerome was not understandable whatsoever.

I walked around the table to the other side. His face was so much paler than normal, and his lips were on the verge of being blue. The tears that had been pilling up this whole time began to take their time on rolling down separate paths on my face, each one felt worse than the one before, and as they came they practically burned my raw skin.

His eyes had been closed, though that devastating closed mouth smile was still present on his frozen features.

I saw his hand sticking out from under the sheet they had draped over him, and I grabbed it tightly, knowing that I wouldn't be contaminating it if I've already held it a thousand times.

I used my other hand to spell out the words I so desperately wished he was still here for me to say.

'J, I didn't want you to leave me.... why did you go so soon? We could have gone so many places, done so many things. Why didn't I stop Galavan from hurting you? I saw the knife and I froze.... I could have stopped this, you could still be here to hold me and help me not to cry. I'm going to cry for you every day now. My heart has been through so many things, and yet it has never felt this broken in my entire life. How will I ever fix it? If I died too would you be waiting for me on the other side? Damnit, Jerome.... I'd never been happy in my life until I met you. You are my everything and now I have to say goodbye to the best part of me there ever was. It isn't fair... you shoud be here with me. You should be laughing, making me laugh. Now I'm dying slowly, and I don't expect to last long. Maybe I'll see you on the other side, if you're waiting on the other side. I can't be here much longer, it's killing me to see you like this.... I needed to say goodbye. If you can hear me from where you are, I need you to know that you were it for me.... never will there come along another person like you that could have my heart. You still have it, and I think you took it with you, which is why this hurts so much... I hope to God I'll see you again, the way you were meant to be seen; Alive, beautiful, happy. Until then, you'll never leave my mind. I won't see you anymore, unless you're in my dreams.... That one place you go between asleep and awake, that's where I'll always love you.' I finished off by taking my hand from his cold and stiff one, bringing it up to the side of his face and tracing the skin one last time. I quickly combed it through his wild red hair, which still felt the same and gave me a sweet memory. I held a small smile for a split second, and let my hand fall back to his cheek. I leaned in closely and pressed the gentlest kiss to his lips that I could possibly muster, and it hurt my broken heart even more. He didn't kiss back, and he never would again. My forehead fell upon his, and in a moment of connection with him even on this pitiful level, it was enough for my voice to fill my mouth just once.

"I'm sorry, my love..." I whispered, a single tear running off the bridge of my nose and onto his cheek. This was it. I would never see him again after this. He was already taken from me, so why did I have such a hard time letting go? He was dead, and in my mind he took all life I had with him. I was a shell of a human, without real life in my soul.

Jim heard me from his corner of the room, and having looked at the time on his watch, he'd seen that I had gone overtime in what I was supposed to have.

"Times up, we have to go."

I dropped my shoulders back and stood up from my hovering position, looking Jim Gordon square in the face, every piece of my shattered heart was visible and on display in my features. The man felt sympathy if only for a moment, before ushering me out of the medical examiner's office. I turned back to take one more glance at my beautiful boy, and then the door was shut and relocked before my eyes.

I slumped down as I was taken to a desk in the large and echoing station.

Jim sat down in the chair across from me before the man who patched my leg up earlier beckoned him from the area to speak. Not like I could do anymore harm now, Jim stood and followed Nygma to the corner. It was so strange to see how calm the man looked when talking to Gordon, yet Jim was the complete opposite, his facial expressions went from neutral to surprised to confused all in the small amount of time they were conversing. Jim caught my gaze, noticing my watch before I broke my stare as he walked back.

"Well, looks like you're going to have a good lawyer." He sat back down in his chair before he continued upon seeing my nervous and confused expression. "As luck would have it, you've matched the DNA with a certain child that went missing around the time of your birth."

I didn't understand what this meant, or what to do with the information, or lack thereof. He didn't give me enough to go by.

"Congratulations, Blair Wayne."

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Hi! Could I request match up with Bungou Stray dogs and Ikemen Vampire?

I'm a average height girl 5 feet 1.8 inches. I've got redish purlpe hair..yes I colour it. My eyes is dark brown. My beauty mark is on my chest a little above on my breast. Also I'm a chubby person. I got low self-esteem, anxiety, a little lazy and depression. I'm not that talkactive I only listen to what people talk about and I'm a good observer, I only talk when there is something important.. I know little martial arts (Taekwondo). I'm a introvert person. I LOVE HOODIE!! BLACK COLUR ONE. People always say I'm a mysterious person (including my mom say this to me). Quite place is my fave.. I don't really like crowded and noisy places.

I good at writing a poem kind of.. I also like to spread love to those in need, I can cook and draw. My hobbies is listen to music with my earphones, sleep, draw something, write poem and lyrics and play my Kalimba. Oh! Also, I can speak Chinese, Malay and English. I like black colour and dark blue. I hate it when people being rude towards other.. Also, I don't like it when they disturbed my sleeps! I don't really people that have short temper.

Hello! Firstly, thank you so much for sending in a match-up!!! And secondly, thank you for you patience!!! I know its been quite a while since you sent this in, and I’m really sorry about that, but the wait is now over! I hope you like it enough to make up for it.

So without further ado, here is your match-up!

For Bungo Stray Dogs, I match you with...

Edgar Allan Poe!

(I'll try to leave spoilers out, but some things in here are inspired by Poe in the manga so yee)

So here's the thing, Poe is six feet tall. And to him you're the most adorable woman in the world

He was drawn to your mysterious nature. He was a detective, and he had a case (of love)

He doesn't care that your "chubby" and to be honest he barely notices.

You and Poe are both quiet, observant people.

And he likes that he can sit with you and enjoy your presence in a comfortable silence.

When it comes to low self esteem and anxiety, Poe completely understands

He also doesn't care for crowded and noisy places, so you're dates are generally more casual. Like staying in or going on a picnic.

He'll do everything he can to comfort you when you feel depressed and will shower you with love.

His affection is awkward at first because he's not sure what to do exactly

But he likes to hold you and stroke your hair.

When Poe found out you right poetry he was ✨ ELATED ✨

He can and will write you love poems.

He also loves to read whatever you write. He'll try not to be too pushy about it, but he'll drop "subtle" hints about wanting to see.

Hearing you play the kalimba is soothing for him and he'll often work while listening

He can be kind of extra sometimes. That and his wealth means he'll think of some interesting gifts. He won't over do it, but don't be surprised if you get another odd pet.

Whenever you play with Karl, this man melts.

He'll have a dopey grin on his face as he comes over to join you.

He's getting hoodies. He doesn't care if it doesn't fit his aesthetic. He wants to do that thing where he gives you his hoodie to wear.

He finds you impressive as well. The ability to spell three languages, the thoughts you put into your lyrics, even the bit of martial arts you know.

All of them add to the list of things he admires about you and he feels so lucky to be with you.

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For Ikemen Vampire I match you with...

Dazai Osamu!

(His route isn't out yet, and I haven't played many of the other routes yet, so I apologise if he's out of character in any way.)

Dazai is considered a bit of a mysterious person himself, and he finds you interesting.

He's also perceptive, so he picks up on your insecurities pretty quickly.

He'll always compliment you as you pass in the halls or anytime he sees you.

The two of you started bonding because you'd often see each other in the library.

He discovers that you write, and compliments you on it.

Anytime he sees your lyrics or poetry, he smiles to himself as he reads it.

You have friendly competitions and write to certain prompts or about a random subject.

He writes you a love poem to put under your pillow but before he can, Arthur starts nagging you about whether or not you and Dazai are a couple.

If Arthur tries to make a move on you, queue protective Dazai.

He ends up just handing you the letter himself.

And is really happy when you accept.

He always has your back and won't let the other residents be rude to you.

Only he gets to tease you

He won't wake you from sleeping, but don't be surprised if he joins you. Wrapping his arms around you softly.

He boasts about how amazing you are sometimes. It took about two minutes for the entire mansion to know you guys were together.

If you're feeling off or upset, he'll try and cheer you up.

If that doesn't work he'll simply be there for you, and offer to listen as he holds you close.

Dazai loves how kind you are. He wants to do everything he can to make sure your pure heart never gets broken.

He may ask you to teach him some of your hobbies, mostly so he can spend more time with you.

Being around you is comforting to him, and his favorite time is when he's relaxing in the library with you.

Reading together, writing, talking, as long as it's with you it's better. Even just watching you as you sketch is a beautiful moment to him. Almost as beautiful as you.

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Thank you for requesting a match up! I hope you like it!

[missouris-googlehistory]

A change of hearts | chapter VIII

A/N: I am so sorry I haven't updated this story in so long, I've been dealing with school and depression honestly. Sorry if everything isn't super politically correct I am not European so I am a bit stupid on their political happenings. This isn't meant to be offensive to anyone.

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For a long time things had been going well between Ludwig and Francis. Their relationship blossomed and Germany eventually proposed, with France happily accepting the offer. However they knew there were challenges ahead. The first obstacle was their fellow nations.   

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! FRANCE HOW COULD YOU!?" Was the first response exclaimed after Germany formally made the announcement at a world meeting. The other nations were equally as confused and disgruntled with the match. England marched right up to the German, "YOU BRAINWASHED HIM OR SOMETHING DIDN'T YOU!?". Ludwig, offended by such a notion retorted. 

"Of course not." In a polite yet stern tone, 

"Angleterre that's rude of you to suggest! Even for a connard like you!" Francis stood up to defend his partner. 

"OH I'M BEING RUDE FOR TERRORIZING YOU!? THE MAN THAT HELD YOU PRISONER? THE ONE WHO DESTROYED NOT ONLY YOUR COUNTRY BUT COUNTLESS OTHERS!?" Germany immediately left the room, sensing that he wasn't wanted. A fist fight broke out as perusal between the two nations while the others pondered and discussed the proposal. 

Italy and Japan had followed Germany to make sure he was ok, the waves of guilt hit him all over again. "Maybe Britain's right, maybe France just pities me...maybe I never deserve a second chance or love at all..." He put his head in his hand. 

Italy rubbed his back, "That's not true at all! Everyone deserves love and kindness! Japan and I love you!" Japan nodded in agreement. Prussia who was peering a nearby window saw Germany's sad face. 

He banged on the glass. "Who made you cry like a little baby!? That's totally unawesome!" 

"Just go away Prussia, I want to be left alone." As he muttered the phrase America popped out of the doorway. 

"Yo Germany dude we need a little help in here!" 

"Huh?" The Axis trio went back inside to see France and England on the floor while America tried to separate them. 

"FRANCE DUDE LET GO YOU'LL KILL THE OLD MAN!" 

"YOU DID IT! YOU KILLED HER! I COULD FORGIVE GERMANY A THOUSAND TIMES OVER BUT I WILL NEVER FORGET WHAT YOU DID YOU BASTARD!" England was turning blue in the face, 

"That was six hundred years ago you crazy frog!" 

"Frankreich! Ludwig wrapped his arms around the Frenchman's waste and pried him off. Arthur finally stood up and recovered, the others starring at the scene. Ludwig was holding Francis and whispering "it's ok" to help calm him. 

"Let's go back to the hotel so we can all calm down." The German suggested. 

"Why?" England snapped back, "You two can leave the rest of us will continue the meeting."

Ludwig was not one for bragging but Arthur was getting on his nerves, he growled and snapped back, "How are you going to hold a meeting without the two most powerful European nations? You can't talk about the European Union issues anymore since you backed out like eine Muschi!" The room fell silent, Ludwig was not to curse in a formal setting. Arthur stepped back a bit. 

"Well at least let us discuss this 'engagement' of yours." 

"There's nothing to discuss!" 

"We're nations we can't just marry whoever we please!" 

"Oh for Gott's sake do you watch T.V? Or do you not own one because you're so old. I've never seen two world leaders have more sexual tension unless you count Churchill and Roosevelt." 

To which Arthur and Alfred yelled. "HEY!" 

Francis sniffled and looked up at Ludwig. "Allemange it's fine don't worry. Can we just go back? The two of us?" 

Ludwig sighed in defeat, "Fine." The two men gathered their things and left the world to decide their fate.



Back at the hotel they tried to relax, Ludwig poured himself a drink. "Why do you always attack England?"

Francis chuckled and laid on the bed. "Because Mon cher, he is a dick."

"And I'm not?"

"Oui but a cute one."

"Ja but why am I more deserving of forgiveness than him?"

"He killed the love of my life. My very soul was crushed. Not to mention all the other dickish things he did. I know he gave me the plague."

"The plague spread everywhere Liebling."

"Oui but he started it."

"Whatever you say." Ludwig took another swig of his drink



Back at the world meeting it seemed more like a riot than anything else.

"I don't see the big deal dudes, being gay is gay. Who cares? I don't."

"It's not a matter of gay or not, at least not in most countries; it's a matter of alliances." England tried to school the American in politics.

"Oh yea cuz you and France are best friends. Who would marry Germany for the sake of an alliance anyway?" Again the room fell silent. Italy almost raised his hand however his brother smacked it down.

"I don't think it's really fair to pick on the guy eh?" Spain retorted. "Germany mentioned it himself, their bosses get along really well. They old the European Union together Si?" On this most everyone could agree. "Heck I was married to Austria for awhile, it wasn't that bad!" To this the Austrian flushed in embarrassment; Hungary twitched ever so slightly. However the room filled with laughter.

"He is still a person and should be treated as such." Belgium spoke up, which was a surprise to many of the nations. "The world needed justice for what he had done and it was served. Most of our people have moved on and don't even remember the war. His punishment was paid. Even if we don't like to think about it he suffers too."

"Belgium...can you really forgive him?" England asked with concern and shock. Poland was still very angry and made it very clear to the rest of the world. Many other countries had done the same. Yet Belgium and France were different.

"At first I really didn't want to. During one of my visits to France's house we shared what had happened to each other...He told me about how he forgave Germany because you should not live with that kind of hatred towards another human in your heart." 

"Well France is Catholic, you don't have to share his beliefs Belgium, you're lucky he didn't get you pregnant. You have every right not to forgive him, just like Poland." England tried to rationalize her anger, Poland agreed with him as well as a few other nations.  

"Joat but living the rest of my life being angry at my neighbor who I have to see a lot isn't helpful to anyone. Especially me, we aren't humans. We make sacrifices. You and France don't get along well but you still work with each other. Germany still works with Russia after all he's done." Suddenly the energy in the room shifted; It became dark and ominous as everyone turned to the innocent looking nation. "And America."  She quickly added and began to retell the story of the Berlin wall and all that Germany and his people had suffered. "We need to lay this to rest; Maybe their marriage is the best answer. Maybe we can all find some kind of happiness in this. We shouldn't deny him happiness when he's grown so much as a person." 

"Ja, I agree for once." The focus shifted to Austria. "He isn't the only one to blame, and it isn't like we haven't done bad things to each other before. The Napoleon wars were a mess. England killed Joan of arc, and conquered a lot more of the world than he ever did. Belgium had issues with the Congo, Hungary and I had issues with the Serbians," Though he would never publicly admit he was the cause of the first world war. 

"Will their marriage be like most peoples or is it like ours?" Lithuania piped up. "Because they're two guys and we've had arranged negations with two guys before but this isn't for legal reasons, so like...what about the countries who still...don't recognize that stuff?" The focus was again negatively drawn back to Russia and many of the eastern European countries, the Asian nations watched in silence.  

"WELL THEN FUCK THEM DUDE AM I RIGHT!?"  America very loudly interjected the awkward silence. "We basically said their bosses want some kind of weird alliance thingy so whatever! I say we let them be happy! If Francy-pants likes sausage dude why do we have to tell him what's wrong or right?  Like Emma said we're not mortal and unfortunately we all gotta get along whether we like it or not. Yea to us it might feel like it was just yesterday but to the rest of the world it's history, and our pain eventually goes away. I'm not mad at Britain dude for being a giant douche. I got a cool holiday to celebrate! I get to piss him off!" 

"WHY YOU-" England was cut off by laughter. No one really dare to go up against the loud mouthed American, at this point not even Russia cared anymore about the German-Franco union. The meeting was quickly adjourned afterwards and everyone went back to the hotel. 

Luckily the two were met with love and support, everyone decided to go out and party a little since Germany did announce they were now formally engaged. It was cause for celebration, to forgiveness, happiness and a new beginning for everyone. 

Translations: 

1. Frankreich: France - German 

2. Eine Muschi: A female body part - German 

3. Allemagne: Germany - French

4. Mon Cher: My love - French

5. Leibling: Love - German 

5. Joat: Yes - Western Flemish 

[still-we-go-pumpkins]

An amazing fan tribute to Weiki. Unique facts compilation 👌🎃

I've just found the post on DeviantArt. As great Weiki fan also, I can confirm that he's really that marvelous just as the author describes him. This will make you feel warm and will set smile on your face as well as you will check Helloween vids/lives while exploring this facts. So, here we go.

Further credits : SamWeiki

100 Reasons I love Michael Weikath

Possible – scratch that, definite – Fangirling ahead (I tried to keep it to a minimum and I probably failed)

1. He has the most gorgeous blue eyes. [right off, I told you – Fangirling]

2. The songs he writes are so unique and AMAZING. Most of them mean quite a lot to me, as well. I’ve always been drawn to them. They just have a certain special quality to them that I love.

3. He wrote “Keeper of the Seven Keys” for cryin’ out loud!

4. His “thanks” section in the Unarmed booklet.

5. He’d pick Judas Priest over Iron Maiden in an instant.

6. The way he sometimes answers questions. For instance, he was asked about what fans could expect from The Dark Ride and his response was: “Well....hmmmm you can expect that it will be standing in stores and it’s very likely you can buy it when you find it there! hahahahahaha apart from that I don’t know if it’s going to say anything but you can go there and buy it, listen to it, and use it, because it’s a CD and it usually makes a lot of sound if you put it into a CD player......but probably doesn't work if you put it into a toaster.....hahahahahaha.”

7. If he wasn’t a musician, he says his life would be dedicated to cartoons.

8. He dedicated the Hammond version of “Burning Sun” to the great Jon Lord.

9. He’s an artist. His little skull and pumpkin drawing is beautiful.

10. He makes the best faces in concerts.

11. I love watching him in the High Live video, especially during “Steel Tormentor”. [I did not just say that]

12. He made the frog noises at the end of “Nothing to Say”.

13. So many people have blamed him for things over the years, when he did nothing wrong, just because they feel it's easier to blame him. I experience that quite a lot and have for several years, so I understand what it's like but he seems a lot stronger than me about it, as it's very hard for me to get over a lot of that stuff. He's sort of my hero about that because it seems like he hasn't let that really stop him.

14. How he totally told off that Phantom guy. His responses were awesome.

15. A part of “Do You Know What You Are Fighting For” is Deep Purple’s “Stormbringer” backwards. There’s actually a lot of Deep Purple in that song. Makes me love it even more – both songs.

16. He played on Uli Kusch’s cover of “Eyes of the World” from the Rainbow tribute album and he played all the guitar on that song. “Yeah I played on Eyes Of The World. So I did all of the guitar work on it. Uli told me that he did not expect me to have the guitar work as close to the original song as I had it.”

17. The seven pronged star on the cover of 7 Sinners was his idea. And what a damn fine idea it was because it makes a freaking sweet album cover! It was a lot of fun for me to draw, as well.

18. When writing “LAVDATE DOMINVM”, he called upon his old Latin lessons from school and actually got to work with his old Latin teacher on the lyrics. Weiki hadn’t worked with Latin for a bit, so he had to relearn a few things and he even managed to correct something his teacher had written.

19. His response to what animal he would be: “A lion, 'cause I could be lyin' round lazy and have my food brought to me by other people.”

20. Helloween would not be Helloween without him, plus Markus and Andi wouldn’t let him quit in 2000/2001.

21. He drew the logo and original pumpkin.

22. How beautiful the lyrics to “Windmill” are. Example:

"Don't feel alone and depressed

Someone will come, at last

To soothe your storming mind

To keep it away from the evil storms."

23. You can clearly hear the man singing in “White Christmas” and he’s the most fun to listen to.

24. “Introduction” never fails to make me laugh very loudly, especially the lyrics to “Rock n’ Roll All Day”.

25. He likes Spinal Tap.

26. The way he sang “Gorgar will eat you” in the Keeper Legacy interviews.

27. He was asked what his motto in life was and his response was: Be as friendly as it comes; have fun, make money and spend it on charity to help people. ~Sei so freundlich wie es geht; Spaß haben, viel Geld verdienen und es für wohltätige Zwecke ausgeben, um Leuten zu helfen~ (it was originally in German)

28. His black and white outfits in the ‘80s and ‘90s, especially those awesome star-printed pants.

29. The entire story of the Keeper of the Seven Keys and Master of the Rings.

30. The Jacuzzi scene in the Keeper Legacy Road movie.

31. He likes Aphrodite’s Child, Nektar, and Camel. He’s cool.

32. I really don’t think I’ve heard him say anything bad about anyone.

33. The moment when he switched his guitar off and “played” a solo after he was introduced in The Legacy concert.

34. “All right… That’s enough! Now, I want to hear Dani’s drum solo!” *rapid fire – BLAMBLAMBLAM!* The first time I watched the “Smoke On the Water” bit from Hellish Rock, I nearly fell to the floor laughing.

35. About the time Pink Bubbles Go Ape came out, in an interview, Michael Kiske said something about they weren’t Metal, they didn’t do that “Heavy Metal” thing and Weiki says, “I thought we were Heavy Metal”. And Michi completely just stopped talking for a second.

36. The way Weiki messed around with Michi and Roland during the interview mentioned above.

37. How much fun he looked like he was having in the “Kids of the Century” video.

38. Every time he dances around on stage.

39. His love for Gibson Les Pauls.

40. He was reading “A Hat Full of Sky” and even recommended it.

41. He says that his writing “Keeper of the Seven Keys” kept him alive and he considers it a major turning point in his life to have come up with the idea for it.

42. The hairspray scene in the Hellish Rock road movie.

43. He actually got involved with the DJ game when they were in Japan (Keeper Legacy road movie) – the whole arcade scene was great.

44. The way he just looks at a camera sometimes and doesn’t say a word – he just starts making faces and looking off in different directions. He can be funny without saying a single word.

45. His guitar solo in “Back On the Ground”.

46. He played most of the guitar on the Better Than Raw album.

47. Weikath Syndrome is the coolest thing to catch.

48. During the German Top 6 video (1993), he was drinking a Capri Sun. I think it may have even been Wild Cherry.

49. A Gibson Les Paul looks absolutely perfect on him. I also love the way he holds the guitar.

50. How his hair has always been shoulder length (at least) since the late ‘80s (and beautiful).

51. He thinks of the younger viewers/fans.

52. All the love for him in the Hellbook.

53. I don’t how much of the lyrics to “Dreambound” he wrote, but he has a credit on that song and OH MY GOD, is it flipping incredible! I must make special mention to how amazing “the Saints” is, too.

54. He wanted to talk to Michael Kiske when they met at a festival in 2012/2013, so they could try and work things out a little.

55. He wanted “Livin’ Ain’t No Crime” to be a single.

56. His song “Number One” and how uplifting and positive the lyrics are, especially the chorus.

57. When they were on the Ferris wheel, they didn’t start REALLY laughing until Weiki did.

58. How he introduces himself as “de Michael Weikath of Helloween” and he even got Dani to do it with him.

59. He contributed a guitar solo to the German Rock Project’s “Let Love Conquer the World” (the long Metal version) but went all incognito with it and is credited as “a member of the Seventh Key”.

60. The fact that he wanted a flute in “Raise the Noise” and it sounds totally awesome!

61. The sexy witch on the cover of Better Than Raw was Weiki’s idea.

62. His makeshift rocking chair.

63. His spoken part of the Dezperadoz song “First Blood” (and “Echoes of Eternity”, too).

64. How funny was in the two Nuremberg interviews from the ‘80s that are on YouTube.

1987 – He lights a cigarette, he passes it Ingo, Ingo passes it back, and Weiki passes it back to him. Ingo then proceeds to throw it on the ground and Weiki attempts to lightly hit him but only manages to hit his hair. xD

1988 – The FUNNY one! He was so frickin’ funny in that one. I won’t give away the end of it if you’ve never seen it, but it involves a balloon and a cigarette. (by the way, Michael Weikath takes his sunglasses off and puts them back on 13 times, 10 of which are in the first three minutes).

65. After an interviewer thanks him for being there, “Ja, that’s not so much I can do about it, because somebody put me on this Earth and I went out of my mother and suddenly I was there and now I have to deal with this crap.”

66. During the Indianapolis Hell On Wheels concert, during “Halloween”, Michi passes the mic over to Weiki and Weiki does the “I’ll show you power and glory” part. Michi then makes a disgruntled face at him and rubs the mic with his shirt, causing Weiki to make a face back at him!

67. Also from the same Hell On Wheels concert, during “A Tale That Wasn’t Right”, he was stepping on the skeleton and making Ingo laugh.

68. Speaking of “A Tale That Wasn’t Right”, that song is incredible and very powerful.

69. He let the other members of the band help out on “Mission Motherland”. That song is very quickly becoming my favorite song of theirs.

70. His backing vocals in the “Sea of Fears” demo.

71. All of his little pins that he wears: the pumpkin, the W, the stars…

72. This comment he made about the Hellbook: “With the hardcover you can better smash your naughty brother... and you can with the regular as well, just maybe not as effective.” I have actually made that joke to my brother before. xD

73. Someone at a meet-n-greet in 2008 showed the band an old picture of the guys, which they all signed. It was an old picture. Kai was stunned, Markus laughed his ass off, and Michael actually said he remembered where it was taken and when. The picture was taken in 1986, so that is kind of impressive.

74. He helped me become a big fan of Deep Purple. Yes, I will admit to only becoming a major Deep Purple fan after becoming a Helloween fan - and it was all because of Weiki. And now I'm really happy because I never realized how awesome Deep Purple is. Same thing with Wishbone Ash.

75. He’s given me several phrases to use whenever applicable.

- “Impressive, isn’t it?”

- “You have to listen with your ears.”

- “It’s nice, cold, windy, sunny weather.” (which pretty much describes Florida in the winter sometimes)

76. He can still sing with a cigarette in his mouth and not drop the cigarette.

77. The intro to “Halloween”. I’m not sure if he played it on the original recording, but when he plays it live… OH MY GOD.

78. His guitar solo in “First Time”.

79. He’s fun to watch in the “When the Sinner” video when he’s shown, especially when he’s playing those power chords in the beginning (even though he played no guitar on the song) and the part in the saloon.

80. How amazing “Les Hambourgeois Walkways” is.

81. He’s written a couple songs that he has dedicated to groups of fans ~ “LAVDATE DOMINVM” for the Latin speaking fans, and “Born on Judgment Day” for the people of Brazil.

82. How he’s so easily able to make Sascha laugh behind the camera.

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