#urgh i can die happy

[tuesdayinthedas]

That outfit, urgh my life is complete

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Oblivious Enemies to Lovers Prompts

Dialogue for that one couple who has this attraction between them, but who would do anything to not admit it by acting like they can't stand each other.

"You're so annoying!" "Well, you're still here."

"I don't like you!" "Finally something we can agree on."

"Wow, you're actually nice to me for once." "I won't make a habit out of it."

"I'm always happy to be your punching bag." "Urgh, that sounded so cheesy."

"I definitely don't like you. I just love to hate you."

"Are you jealous?" "No, I'm not!" "Oh, you really are jealous! Wait, why would you be jealous?"

"I would definitely not miss your stupid face."

"I'm going on a blind date." "In hopes of them actually being blind?"

"It's not like you like me or anything." "Yeah, definitely not."

"Can you imagine us being together?" "Pfft, nightmare material."

"I would never date someone like you." "And I would never date someone like you."

"Just because I like torturing you, doesn't mean I like spending time with you."

"I will not ever say this again, but... you're my favourite enemy."

"I really dislike you." "Oh, so you don't hate me anymore?"

"Even if we were the last two people on earth I would never go even near you." "I would die happily as the last single person on earth."

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[oletusfragments]

if you found the anon with the pre-manor mike rq im sorry i forgot the emoji ;v;

💫 pre-manor mike's reaction to his s/o passing away during the hullabaloo massacre

there we go- ignore that i forgot the emoji-

and once again, i hope you have a nice day :]]

— IN MY HEART AND IN MY HEAD; TELL ME WHY THIS HAS TO END

᠂ — angst — gender neutral reader — before manor — ᠂

"My Y/N is strong! They would never die from a stupid fire! They're fine, they'll be fine! Check again! You're wrong!" Mike exclaims at the paramedic, his tone despairing–trembling. Persistently denying the nightmare happening. His whole body shakes from the sob he tries to resist. No, he won't cry. Because this isn't real. It's not real.

How could this happen? What in the world happened when he left?

Mike runs faster than he ever did when he heard the breaking news. The bag of stuff he bought was long forgotten behind him. Screw that, something–someone was more important.

He prays to any god that hears him that everything is alright. That when he arrives you'll be there with your same comforting smile telling him that you're all okay. Damn the tent or even his career. As long as it's not you. Those things can just be replaced anyway. Or better yet, nothing is wrong and the fire was just a measly flame.

But there's nothing left to replace. What is left of his home is nothing but barren wastes and ashes. The whole area of the hullabaloo circus tent is surrounded by yellow barrier tape. Sirens and discussions of investigations by the police and other staff could be heard everywhere. Burned...cause...crime...survivors...deaths. Their words and voices felt deafening and Mike wanted badly to pull his air out. His beloved home became a wretched crime scene, and it made him feel sick.

Even with the hopeless situation, Mike tries to wish for a miracle to happen. That this is all a dream. All of this is a big joke played by the amount of pranks he has done to his colleagues.

You all managed to get him guys, you can drop the act now.

Come on, he's at his wits end. So get up from that stretcher Y/N.

"Come on...get up." Mike's voice trembles when he is met with what has become of you. Your burnt corpse, in front of his teary eyes lay unmoving despite his plea. Perhaps the universe gave their shred of mercy to spare your face to stay recognizable. But he didn't want to see your face, not like this. He wants to see you without those burnt marks, your chest to move up and down to signify you're still breathing, for your eyes to be open staring back at his own. Anything that indicates that you're alive.

"Urgh...Come on! Open your eyes!" Tell him you're all right. The blonde desperately shakes your body on the stretcher. His tears falling to your chest and his pupils staring directly to your closed ones. Just open them already, you've gone too far with this prank–he thinks.

A couple people stare at him with pity, others shaking their heads. Those aren't the gazes he wanted to receive. He wanted happy ones, like the gazes of joy and amazement as he performs in the circus. He wants yours. The same ones that made his heart soar, set flowers blossoming in his heart. He wants you to prove them wrong–that he doesn't need their pity because you're all right. Prove that his creeping doubts are unreal.

A paramedic comes towards him, "Sir, I am very sorry for your loss. Regrettably, we ask you to step away so the removal technician could transport them to the morgue."

Mike shoots a wild glare at the paramedic. He shakes his head frantically while he holds your body close to him. Not letting any of the ones around him touch you, take you away from him. More tears escape his eyes and his voice trembles as he realizes how cold you feel, that there's no signs of breathing from you. "No! No! What are you saying?! I don't believe this–!"

Mike wants to cover his ears, preventing himself from hearing about what he refuses to acknowledge. But he doesn't want to let go of you.

"My Y/N is strong! They would never die from a stupid fire! They're fine, they'll be fine! Check again! You're wrong!" Mike exclaims, his tone desperate–trembling. Persistently denying the nightmare happening. His whole body shakes from the sob he tries to resist. No, he won't cry. Because this isn't real. It's not real.

But slowly, the wall of delusion he built cracks like his sanity when the harsh truth pokes through and send stabs to his breaking heart. His patience for everything is already thinning. He wants to lash out at everyone in the scene right now. Tell them to get out, to stop what they're doing, not take the last of what he loved the most.

"But sir—"

"Stop! Shut up! They're not—everyone is—they're all–" gone.

Mike stays silent for a moment before letting out a loud sob, choking on his tears, and lets out a scream full of frustration.

He stutters out your name numerous times, still not letting go of you. "Please, Y/N—please, just–!" Mike begs, as if you were to come back alive if he pleads hard enough. He holds your cold hand firmly, dead and devoid of the warmth he craved dearly. And like his hopes and the last of his joy, he completely falls apart. "Wake up, please!"

You were always there whenever he needed you. Behind the curtains, when he craved for sincere love, you were always there to give it to him. Always running and tending to him immediately whenever he needed help. But when he badly needed you the most, why aren't you waking up?

You were always there for him, so where was he when you needed him?

Countless guards had helped to retract his body from your corpse, firm grasps attempt to pull him away from you. Mike panics, fiercely thrashing around and pushing away the people that came near him. No, he doesn't want to let go of you. Not yet, not ever. This, what was left of you, something he never wants to lose. He won't admit that this will be goodbye.

He became so desperate. Even with the bruises and weary arms, Mike endured them all. After all, the pain he felt from others will never rival the pain of his broken heart. He begged the others to stop taking you away from him. To let them have you in his arms for a little longer. He hugged your body tightly, crying to your neck. Relishing the shred of comfort left from your lifeless body.

He was too stubborn that the polices agreed to let him mourn until he's had enough. Eventually, Mike fell asleep from the exhaustion of his own grief beside your eternally resting one. And with the opportunity, they pried you out of his hold.

The time he let his guard down, the time where he takes his eyes off you for a moment, you were gone from his grasp again—for good.

When he woke up from a place different from the circus, did the previous events fall on him all at once. And in that moment he realized, His home was no more. Everything, everyone is gone. And you are not coming back.

[ don't worry anon! It doesn't bother me at all. And thank you for fixing your mistake! And I wish you a great day too :D ]

CR: artwork from official Identity v account. Title are lyrics from Atlantis by Seafret.

[swiftfootedachilles]

The shameless fandom needs to support you more, you're absolutely amazing and I love your writing!!

But I can understand how frustrating it must be not getting the feedback and praise and recognition you deserve and want so I hope you find a way to make yourself happy even if that means losing you and your talent from tumblr

nah its okay other people in the fandom dont necessarily owe me anything i am very neurodivergent and just struggle A LOT without instant gratification and validation. although im still not sure why the hell most people have me blocked and that reeeeally impacts the reach of my posts ...... the main thing that sucks is when your (ex)favorite fandom creators who dont even know you exist randomly block you and you can never see anything they create without getting a bad taste in your mouth. just so many writers i used to really like and love who i cant even read or reread anything by them now, because i remember they dont want my support in particular and it makes me feel gross ....... the other stuff tho? i know thats more of a me thing - to be like tinkerbell and need attention at all times or i die. not really anything anyone can do about that because its unrealistic (and yes i know also very unfair) to expect to be included in everything going on in the fandom all the time. urgh it still sucks so bad tho i feel like that art piece of the dog watching all the other dogs playing together on the other side of the fence

honestly the only thing i can expect anyone else on here to do is to let me know if they enjoy something i make by liking/reblogging/giving feedback it's quite literally the only thing that keeps me going

[jennyandvastraflint]

Xena Reactions S3Ep3

We start with a dude dramatically running away from war... EW. ARES. He just keeps getting uglier

Damn strong armour. Is the armour possessing the guy?

MEDAL OF HEPHESTEUS!?

Cheerful start really

Damn they wanna hurt some guy. Was that Gabby

YEEES XENA AND GABRIELLE

Gosh Xena and Gabrielle are so gorgeous

Is she gathering criminals for a mission XD

OHHH GORGEOUS.

"I am no lady" either way gender.

Xena introducing them

"Just men?" 😂 Gabrielle asking the good questions

Going up against Ares... Blergh. Ares can go choke on his own ego.

Oof, village laid waste

The armour looks so stupid honestly...

Rude!???

Love how Xena's SWORD broke but not Gabrielle's staff 😂

Oh fuck the pretty one was hit

Oh. METAL! Not medal... Yes that makes more sense (auditory processing issues hu)

Blacksmithing fancam

Hate that pretentious guy

CALLISTO SHOUTOUTTT <3

"Wow, nice ceps!" He is GAY. He is so down to suck Ares's dick...

BOOMERANG (Sokka is foaming at the mouth in jealousy)

"Cos I'm gonna kill her" no you won't. Shut up and suck Ares's dick you war simp

Gabrielle commanding them as she should.

Boo for them ignoring her.

"Murderers guarding murderers"

"Were they murderers before they met you?" OUCH

THEY WERE LIKE ME

AAAAAAH

"Am I really who I am, or am I what you made me?"

They're playing their funny guessing game again

Jesus can these murderers CHILL

Gabrielle looking, then going NOOOPE

Please these idiots are still standing there

Ahaha they're guarding each other cos none trusts the other to not kill them

RISE AND SHINEEE

"But what are you here for?"

SO VALID. STAB THAT GUY DEAD.

"You know what men are like" lesbian

Ahaha he just fell asleep

"But you're going to buy them"

Yuck, I wouldn't wanna be stuck with that guy either

"I think I've never been part of a true disaster before" "Cynic"

URGH the sexist prick can go die in a ditch

Ew what kinda straight sex shit is this

"Men are so easy" shdhshd

Gosh he's annoying.. Why r all the men in this annoying

NOOOO HE WANTED TO HURT GABRIELLE

And he grabbed Xena...

DID SHE KILL HIM-

Oop

"That's gotta be uncomfortable" 😂

GABRIELLE MY BABYGIRL

"Is this a private get together or can anyone join in?" Oh she knooows

She's happy they're working together

AHAHA She sensed Ares

Why is Ares' beard so fucking UGLYYYY. Like it literally got worse

Ares you snitch. Why are you telling her. Bro as if THAT isn't also interfering?? 😂

Uhhhh... Whomst?

Damn they throw bombs

Gabrielle ur so amazing

Xena I love you sm

Damn. She's defyyying gravity

Mmmmm, dudebro sexist is sus af

Urgh... They tricked her...

GABBY

YUCK. DISGUSTING. I hope she gets to murder him

I love Gabby

HOLY SHIT. HER SHOVING THE OTHER WOMAN AGAINST THE WALL (Gabrielle 🤝 Jenny)

Glaphyra?

Yeah true but y'know, a bit too many men for my liking, and a whole bunch of others stand around doing nothing about it

They really just want money, hu

Is he gonna free them

Ayoooo double double crossing

Ahsdhsh she used the Doctor strategy. Get captured cos breaking out the cell is easier than breaking into the whole thing

EW. ASSAULT. DISGUSTING. Someone give her a wife

"Hey that's not how a princess fights" gosh get some perspective, man

"Amazon Princess" YOU TELL HIM

OH FUCK. GABRIELLE IS JUST SEEING XENA MURDER WITHOUT RESTRAINT

Something something the old Xena showing for a moment

"Why does everyone wanna kill me?" Honestly it's very understandable

"I'm not leaving!" "Like she said"

Ares is like lmao bye have fun dying, loser

All the steaaaam, brilliant. Gotta be pretty hot in there

YEESH That gotta hurt

Kabooooom

"Look after Xena, okay?" awwwww

"I'd sooner fall for a toad" valid

THEY'RE SO GAAAY

"You're Gabrielle" AAAAAH ❤️

"Question is who would I be without you?"

Ahaha them bickering

Ok so as a whole the episode was very, very meh. I liked the Xena/Gabrielle moments tho

[unearthlydust]

soooo. any thoughts on the thunderbolts movie? genuinely scared that florence pugh posted something about it but from what ik, seb stan hasn't... i hoped it would be mostly about bucky and maybe yelena as second protag, with the rest of the team being a bit more of secondary characters. idk any news, just urgh. a bit scared lol

Hi!

I'm not really hyped, and that's because of the things I read online. What I read could obviously be all false, but it sure dampened my expectations. If there is some truth to their words, Bucky will have a small role and not be very important, and some say he could even die, but I don't think they would dare to kill him.

If he can have one badass scene with his full power and skills in display and go back to Alpine after, I'll be happy... :')

[anotherrosesthatfell]

[E.L.A] everyone opinions on Lily <3

Adults

Dream:

"My daughter is very beautiful like her mother but sometimes I feels her aura is...off. of course, I'm not saying she is creepy, it's just her aura feels like her (Nim)

Ink:

"Lily is soulless like me, I should've seen this coming when her existence clearly cause me discomfort. Anyway, I do hope one day someone will love her and willingly to gave their half soul to Lily.... Just like Error did for me so I can have emotions"

Swap:

"Mweh heh heh, I couldn't be more grateful when she healed my legs. Thanks to her, I can be more helpful to my friends. I sent my gratitude to her by inviting her to my au, she became very happy and lovelier everytime she visited my au!"

Hope:

"Well, isn't she's the little girl who Dream decided to take care of, when it's clearly lady Ink and that bastard octopus responsibilities? Hmm... I do not hold anything opinion of her. I can't say I like her and I can't say I dislike her... But I must say, lady Lily isn't someone want to be close with. They should run if she says her greeting."

Nightmare:

"Hmm, my daughter huh? Well, because of her, Dream and I actually made truce after years... I do want to take care of my little girl but oh well, Error want to kill me because you know Ink is his ex and here I am hooked up with Ink."

Killer:

"I am a little bit grateful the fact the little girl didn't live with us... It's much more safer to stay with Dream."

Horror:

"She's looks very much like Crescent. Almost reminded me of Angst too, especially her intelligent."

Dust:

"I suggest everyone should stay away from her. I don't understand how Dream can tolerates her when she clearly killed couple of people then gawk their eyes and rip off their faces. I seen it and I am glad my face doesn't attracted her that much."

Reaper:

"She doesn't own a candle life... Everyone have it but that child is like Geno..."

Geno:

"Goth says a lot about her. Reaper too. I am curious but Reaper forbid me to come closer to her, even if it a small wave."

Children

Palette:

"at first, I thought I was paranoid until I live through almost over 300 timelines because of her. That thing is no one want it to exist. I remember a couple of timelines, she torture me and turned me into a doll and sometimes stitch my mouth so I can't scream. Mostly, she took my eyes and left me bleeding then die... I am not her only victim but I can say, I am her top target..."

Lux:

"Unclemare used to told me a lot that I have to kill her right away when she was born but I couldn't bring myself to do it... Now, I understand why he said that. He warns me to never interact with Lily ever again... You don't want to know what's in her room, it's just sickening."

Drop:

"I am disappointed to have such sister like her... No, I am ashamed to call her my sister. What she did to Palette and Merciless is just unforgivable... I remember couple of timelines where she take out Merciless organs and stuff cotton in him then dance with him... It's just horrible, it's disgusting. What can't I forget the most is when she beheaded Palette and... Urgh, I cannot say anything anymore. It's too horrible."

Merciless:

"Ah... Honestly she creeps me out and uh... Made me really uncomfortable most of the time. I prefer hanging out with Drop since she respect my boundaries at least and act like a child but Lily.. It made me want to puked when I remember what she did to me... I stop visiting Palette or Lux cause I know Lily will be there, watching us as if we are her dolls."

Goth:

"For the first time, I don't want to have any attentions from anyone. Lily, she... She killed a friend of mine and gawked her eyes. It's not the first time, she killed a lot of influencers but only with pretty faces. After that, I decided that Palette and Drop live with me as I am aware they are beautiful and can be the next victims of Lily...."

Crescent:

"She's definitely a demon in disguise. No child supposed to act like that... Merciless cried at me and told me the horrible things Lily did to him.. It's my first time seeing my little brother cries... Dream, Ink and almost adults found her innocent. May God never forgive her."

Angst (spirit):

"She's a demon. Quetzalcoatl made a mistake by giving her the wrong blessing, especially when she is already soulless. That dumb b-tch... Even grandma are super pissed."

Angst (alive au):

"Oh princess Lily? She is the most loveliest girl I ever know. I don't understand how my brothers hates her to the core."

[localamblongus]

Can I just say I’m OBSESSED with your new story “You’re Half of Me Now” like I cannot begin to express how much that first chapter drew me in. It’s so SO well written and just, AH so good.

I was wondering! Since Branch’s hair got cut, is it noticeably shorter now, or did it go back to his usual length since it was already extended when cut? Honestly I would love to know more lore behind cutting a trolls hair, and how long it would take to grow back/heal… God I love Branch angst, and your characterization is just to die for.

I’m so excited to see what Chief has planned for Branch… (‘No, I can’t serve you to the kingdom. You’ve got a far better use though.’) Ma’am, MA’AM?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNN!?! I can only really think of one thing and I’m like, pretty sure that ain’t it???? So what is it???? I’m so so curious.

AND I cannot begin to gush about Creek. Personally I hate when people try to redeem him, not to say it can’t be done, but like, he’s such a bastard of a character, and I like to think he always has been. He 100% gives the vibes of a secret bully when someone (Cough Branch Cough) is alone with him. Mean girl behavior. And you write him so nasty, urgh I love it. Love his characterization.

Branch begging Bridget to help the others (HIS village) in the same breath as telling her to make sure Poppy doesn’t come back for him… this boy. Also love love love Guy Diamond too, him being older (Which makes so much sense in terms of Tiny Diamond), how you can tell he respected Branch during their talk of escape.. Ah I’ve never really thought about him much, but you made me interested in him! I can def see him insisting on getting Branch back as it’s partially (Not really but still) his fault Branch ended up in that situation.

Anyways! Just wanted to gush, because the story is living rent free in my head. Final question, are you cool with fan art of your fanfiction being made as long as ur credited and tagged etc? I was doing some doodles and I just wanted to double check with you :) KEEP UP THE STUNNING WORK!

ahhh first things first I’m so sorry for the late reply I may have maybe possibly forgotten I made a tumblr and I’m awful at replying so I’m sorry!! on branch’s hair I plan to get more in-depth with it later in the story, but I really adore the idea that troll hair is a very sensitive thing (for it to be so strong it’s gotta have some nerves in there) and the idea of it being cut suddenly and without consent being a horrible thing. Branch’s hair is definitely shorter and will stay that way a long while and I’ll get more on that soon!!! also so glad to spread my anti-creek agenda to the masses, he’s such a slimy passive aggressive dick and I despise his ‘redemption’ in the series. Tis bullshit. I had a lot of fun channeling his bastardness, he’s a menace to them all and I hate him.

also very happy to spread my Guy Diamond agenda, he snuck into this fic and took it from my hands and held it hostage and covered it in glitter and wouldn’t let it go. He always seemed older to me idk why, and the whole tiny diamond thing just matched with it well!

ALSO ALSO I would probably actually cry if you made fanart of my fic, as long as it’s credited to me im totally fine with it go wild!

again I’m really sorry for the late reply but I’m glad you’re enjoying my writing and tysm for the ask!!!!

[countrymusiclover]

26 - A Coven’s Leader

Part 27

Gemini Runaway

@dragonixfrye @secretdreamlandmentality

Jacob and I were standing in front of our birthday cake at our sixteenth birthday. Holding his hand in mine we blew out the candles on the chocolate and strawberry cake hearing everyone clap. “That is so great, you two.” Our mother took our picture until we saw our uncle coming in our direction.

“Happy birthday my niece and nephew. A few more years and you’ll be all grown up.” He smiled at us but I could see he wanted to talk to our mother. He bent down on a knee holding out his hands to us. "We share a history. A bloodline.. We're family."

Jacob and I placed our hands in each individually but my brother said. “You’re our uncle but mom doesn’t mention you often.”

“That’s because I am a very busy guy. But I’ll let you all in on a little secret. Come close.” He beckoned us forward where we scooted closer hearing him begin to chant something. “Sanguinem desimilus, sanguinem generis fiantus."

I winced trying to pull away from him. “Agh!…uncle you're hurting us!”

“Uncle!” Jaocb cried.

Before he could go any further he winced sharply seeing my mother grab his head siphoning him until he collapsed onto his back groaning. “Urgh Eliza!”

“Are you two okay?” She rushes to us seeing that our arms weren’t bruised or anything.

I shook my head rubbing my hands. “Just sore and tired, mom.”

“Go and lay down. Take your brother with you.” She pushed us toward the house where I glanced over my shoulders. “I don’t want you anywhere near my children ever again.”

Joshua couched getting to his feet. “One of them will become the leader whether you like it or not, sister.”

“Who the hell are you, mate?” Klaus asked staying in front of me as a bodyguard being able to feel my heartbeat almost racing where I might kill over by the level of fear running through me.

Joshua moved forward, extending his hand. “I’m Joshua Parker. It’s nice to meet you Klaus Mikaelson.”

Klaus eyed his hand about to move forwards but I shoved myself in between the pair smacking his hands away knowing what he was going to do. “No! You don’t get to magic his ass. Now what the hell are you doing here. And how did you even find me?”

“We share blood. I still have the strongest magic of our coven or at least I did until I found your spot on the map. Somehow your strength has grown at a quicker rate than should be physically possible.” He explained it to me.

Klaus raised his hand tugging me backwards by my forearm. “That’s because of me, Joshua is it. You know I have heard quite a lot about you. And none of the stories are good. So I suggest you get out of here before I rip your throat out!” He showed him his fangs and the werewolf eyes.

“If you kill me then she’ll die too.” Joshua said, meeting my gaze where I crossed my arms over my chest stepping away from him.

Klaus smirked at him. “She’s linked to me, she’s basically immortal now.”

“Then why are there marks on her arms huh. I am not an idiot. Every time she used magic and became weak I felt it.” My uncle stepped closer trying to get my attention. “Now can we please talk some privately because I didn’t have to come out here.”

Snapping back at him I bared my teeth, stomping up to him. “If you don’t want to be here then go home. I don’t want anything to do with you ever since the day I met you, you have done nothing but try and get me and my brother to Merge. Now that you forced us to do so I murdered my own brother-“

“I have done the same thing you did.” Joshua cut me off.

Throwing my hands in the air I shouted at him clutching my hands into fists breaking some of the street lights around us without doing any magic at all. “You don’t know what it feels like to watch your brother die and have no clue that it was going to happen. You may have killed yours and think it is okay but it’s not. It’s the thing that keeps me awake at night and I will never find peace knowing that he suffered!”

“I had to do it before I got sick and died. I don’t have the patience to wait a couple more years for the twins.” He raised his voice at me.

“Oh yeah because you’re afraid that Kai is trying to get out!”

For the first time in my life I saw honor take over my uncle's face. Klaus came to stand beside me grasping my hand in his sending me a confused look not understanding. “What are you talking about, Raelyn. He’s trapped in a prison world. He can’t get out.”

“Well I’ve seen him. When I took on the Original witch's magic I passed out and saw him. He talked to me somehow like I was in his prison for only a split second. But he’s trying to escape, mark my word, Uncle. He threatened to kill me one night when I was heading to bed.” I marched up to him grabbing his hands making him wince when I showed him my memories before he pushed me away.

Klaus caught me in his arms when I stumbled backwards gripping his jacket. “He will never get out. You are just lying so that I don’t do the ritual to make you the leader. So I don’t transfer my power over to you and put the whole coven in the hands of your baby. On the off chance that you carry twins inside your belly!”

“There’s no baby, Uncle Joshua.” I attempted to lie knowing that he didn’t have vampire hearing.

He scoffed, raising his hand chanting a mind spell. “Do you take me for a fool, Raelyn. Pontem praesidio. Anchora immortalibus. Per mental mi heavy for anmina. Pontem praesidio. Anchora immortalibus!” I grabbed the sides of my head seeing my past memories coming to the surface.

Shrugging my shoulders I throw my hands away from my side. “From what I gather I am able to have a child because he was born a werewolf. So before he turned he was a mortal supernatural being.”

“You two have slept together recently.” The witch shouted, making me halt in my tracks.

Klaus took a few steps back dragging me behind him and shielding me with his chest. “What are you saying?”

“Niklaus… The girl is carrying your child.” Elijah reveals to him where my hand’s dropped down to my stomach in shock.

Screaming I wanted the pain to stop. “Get out of my head, Uncle Joshua!”

“Pontem praesidio. Anchora immortalibus - urgh!” He grunted getting pinned against the wall by Nik who was choking him by the throat.

Raising to my feet I began gasping for breath when his eyes started rolling in the back of his head. “Klaus, let him go…..if you kill him we all die!”

“He’s hurting you, Rae. He won’t have much to say if he doesn’t have his tongue.” My boyfriend threatened shoving his fangs again.n

Raising my hand casting a sleeping spell on him snapping his neck quickly. Uncle Joshua collapsed to the ground gasping for breath staring up at me when he saw my hand was extended down to him. “See you’re just like me. Doing what is best for the Coven.”

“I didn’t save your life to benefit the Coven. I did it to keep Josette, Lucas and Olivia alive.” Yanking him up to his feet I glared into his gray eyes that focused on me. “Now if you’re so concerned with the Coven then send your power to me. I’ll become the leader!”

He raised a brow. “You have repeatedly said you don’t want it.”

“You’re right I don’t give a crap about the others in our Coven. I was an outcast by everyone else except for my mother and Josette. So they can all rot for all I care. But I will do what I have to do to save the ones that I actually do love.” I stomped up to him almost pressed up against his chest where we could feel the others' breath.

Joshua glanced down to my boyfriend Klaus who was still dead from the neck snap I had given him. He bent down placing his hand on his chest looking back up at me. “So he’s the father huh. I am surprised that you got him. Everyone knows to fear his name.” He got to his feet laying his palms flat for me. “You are doing what you were born to do, Raelyn Lane.”

“Save it, Uncle and start chanting!” I shouted up at him smacking my hands into his larger one.

He closed his eyes, wincing a little when I began to siphon his magic while he chanted the Merge spell and another spell I wasn’t familiar with.“Sanguinem desimilus, Sanguinem generis flantes. Sanguinem desimilus, Sanguinem generis flantes…Tillate ulaz tillate ulaz tillate ulaz. Tillate ulaz tillate ulaz tillate ulaz.”

“Raelyn…no!” Klaus regained his consciousness the second that the wind blew around us and he could see our intertwined hands.

Yet I ignored him chanting at the same time as my uncle. “Sanguinem desimilus, Sanguinem generis flantes. Sanguinem desimilus, Sanguinem generis flantes…Tillate ulaz tillate ulaz tillate ulaz. Tillate ulaz tillate ulaz tillate ulaz.” Wincing sharply as a huge amount of power gets transferred into my bloodstream struggling to remain linked to the spell when I enter his mind space.

Before my eyes I relived the memory the night he put his son away. "Josette, what did you do? Why can't I feel your magic? And why aren't they saying anything? They should be saying something. They should be saying something, right? We're merging. This should all be a bigger deal."

Suddenly Uncle Joshua appears, holding the Ascendant and stepping forward from the circle of the coven around them. "Sanguinem filio, sanguinem effurgarex perpetuum. Sanguinem filio, sanguinem effurgarex perpetuum."

Kai began screaming in pain on the ground. "Aah! Aah!"

Uncle Joshua kept performing the spell. "Phesmatos filio, phesmatos effurgarex perpetuum."

He dropped our hands and I felt lightheaded immediately afterwards. My uncle collapsed onto the ground and I fell backwards seeing Klaus hovering above me trying to keep me awake but I didn’t have enough strength. “Raelyn. Raelyn, keep your eyes opened. Stay with me, love!”

The next time I blinked my eyes open I was brought face to face with Tyler Lockwood sitting on the end of the bed in one of the mansion. I croaked out still feeling drained from the spell that we had done not understanding how we got back to the Falls so fast. “Tyler, what are you doing here?”

“Getting revenge on Klaus. He is busy getting someone to check on you. But he won’t find you.” He explains in a cold manner.

“What do you mean -“ I asked getting cut off when he covered my mouth with his hand and his other arm yanked me against his chest vamping us all the way into the middle of the woods.

He drops my weak body on the ground. “When the witch gets here we will use Raelyn to drag Klaus out here. Then we’ll finish him.”

Lifting my head up as much as I could I shivered seeing that there were twelve of his sired hybrids surrounding me. I raised my hand attempting to do the spell that I use to knock the Original family down but nothing happened. “Tyler, listen to me if he finds out you have me he will kill you.”

“Yeah except you see when he gets here, he won’t make it out alive.” He bent down on a knee biting into my neck throwing me into the strong arms of two of the hybrids that held me there bleeding slowly. “Keep her until he gets here. Then you know what to do.”

It was a few hours when night fell before one of the hybrids came back from town standing. “Where the hell is the witch? Adrian should be here any minute.”

The one named Adrian gasped before he collapsed to the ground and I saw that Nik had taken out his heart angrily watching the others. “Kim.”

“Klaus!” I gasped, choking on blood feeling more lighthearted than when I did the spell with my uncle.

He dropped the heart holding a longsword in his other hand stalking up to the remaining hybrids, specifically never taking his eyes off the two holding me on the ground. “You’ve got exactly less than a second to release her if you wish to make it out of here alive!”

One of the hybrids launches himself up into the air but he swings the sword killing him. He vamped forward, slicing a few others with the weapon. One of the hybrids holding me bit into my neck leaving the other to charge at him dying like the others. “One more step and I’ll kill her.”

“No you won’t!” Klaus growled vamping the hybrid against the tree behind me where my body got thrown harshly into another tree stabbing me multiple times where I felt my blood coming out.

Klaus went after the last hybrid girl who ran to the cellar getting trapped turning to see him covered in blood. “Where is Tyler Lockwood? You'd do well to answer me, love. Where is he?!”

She shuttered, trapped in between him and the cell bars. “I don't know.”

“Wrong answer.” He stabbed her with the sword, vamping back to me dropping the sword biting into his wrist in a panic to save me like he did last time something like this happened. “Raelyn - drink love.”

Wrapping my fingers weakly around his hand I took only two sips before my eyes fell closed and I collapsed into his arms. “Nik….” And for the last time did he hear her heartbeat before there was nothing.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[notastraykid]

I actually want an instrumental version of S-Class. I just love the music. It's so... Urgh I want to chew it!

The music in the serpent road part, I want to shove in my ears so it can snuggle into my brain and make me die with happiness. It makes my nose tingle and my eyes water.

Someone help me.

[cainluvr69]

Surely, We Can Make Miracles Chapter 9

Previous Chapter

Shylock: Welcome. Oh my… It's you again. I believe I told you not to come back here. Balthazar.

Balthazar: Silence. Quit with the pointless talking. Western wizard, Shylock.

Old Bar Bennet Customer: …We're gonna be finished tonight for sure…

Young Bar Bennet Customer: It's weirder that Shylock keeps pissing off a Northern wizard and still has his bar in one piece…

Shylock: Why, that's as wasteful as pouring expensive wine on the floor instead of into a glass.

Balthazar: …Wasteful? What do you mean? Explain yourself.

Shylock: Will you be satisfied with my explanation, I wonder?

Balthazar: Just say it!

Old Bar Bennet Customer: Eek…!

Young Bar Bennet Customer: He's going to kill us…

Shylock: Did you not tell me to be quiet?

Balthazar: …Do you understand the position you're in, Shylock? If you annoy me too much…

Shylock: The patrons of my bar come here looking forward to the conversations they have with me. They're quite enjoyable, you see. And thus, my silence is nothing but a waste of time.

Balthazar: …Enjoyable?

Shylock: Indeed.

Balthazar: Hm… Then make me enjoy myself.

Shylock: No, thank you.

Balthazar: …Don't anger me any further.

Old Bar Bennet Customer: Eek…!!

Young Bar Bennet Customer: We're going to freeze to death… He's going to kill us…!

Balthazar: Don't forget. Every moment you spend alive is only by my whim.

Shylock: Mm-hm? By the way, what did you come here for today?

Balthazar: Hmph. I asked a Western wizard about your weaknesses.

Shylock: …

Balthazar: Look at this.

Shylock: Blood coral…? Blood coral is so rare, and yet you have so much of it… For what purpose?

Balthazar: You like this, don't you?

Shylock: I do enjoy fine gems.

Balthazar: This much blood coral is the kind of thing you'd do anything for, isn't it.

Shylock: I wouldn't say so, no.

Balthazar: Don't try to pretend.

Shylock: I'm being sincere. Letting such precious stones grind against one another like that does nothing but devalue them. If you wanted to give me a gift, I'd have been happy with even just a single piece.

Balthazar: …?

Shylock: Unfortunately, I also don't accept gifts from customers, just as a general rule. So I must return it. I think it suits you.

Balthazar: You're a fool. Did you really think I was going to give this to you?

Shylock: Why else would you have brought these all the way here?

Balthazar: To make you submit to me, Shylock.

Shylock: That's something I'll never do. The most you can do to control me is kill me and turn me to stone. So, why not get on with it?

Young Bar Bennet Customer: …That's true… I wonder why he's not killing Shylock…

Old Bar Bennet Customer: Shh… …I'm sure Shylock's just using some kind of magic he doesn't know about. He must be using his magic to charm him…

Balthazar: … …You're a fool.

Shylock: Am I?

Balthazar: Why won't you beg me? You're weak. Powerless. Your life could end as easily as a snap of my fingers. Surely you've seen the piles of corpses and mana stones on Adams Island. No one here can defeat me.

Shylock: You're the fool here. There is no one here you can defeat. A Northern brute like you could never break the sublime passion of the Western soul.

Balthazar: … <Mare Praeda>

Shylock: …Kh…!

Old Bar Bennet Customer: Shylock…!

Balthazar: Beg.

Shylock: …gh…no, thank you…

Balthazar: Plead for me to save you. If you do, I will.

Shylock: …fufu… Foolish boy…

Balthazar: …

Shylock: You have nothing.

Balthazar: Submit to me!

Shylock: …!

Old Bar Bennet Customer: Shylock…! …Wahh…!!

Young Bar Bennet Customer: If I have to die here, then so be it! I'd rather turn to stone somewhere I love, anyways!

Shylock: …Urgh… …gh!

Balthazar: …

Young Bar Bennet Customer: …Hah… The blizzard stopped…

Old Bar Bennet Customer: Have… Have we been saved…?

Shylock: …Hah… Hahh…hahh…

Balthazar: Hmph… I suppose I'll let this slide for today.

Shylock: …I didn't ask you to.

Balthazar: I'll come again tomorrow.

Shylock: Please don't…

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Melissa: That's a good wind… This is an ideal day for setting sail.

Murr: It is.

Melissa: It helps that my ship is the best in the world. Thank you for helping me build it, Murr.

Murr: Thank you for letting me help build it. In exchange, be sure you return with all the data you've gotten from your voyage.

Melissa: I promise.

Murr: Well now.

Melissa: I might as well. Either I fulfill my promise, or I turn to stone. Look, Murr. The sea is so beautiful…

Murr: … Melissa…

Melissa: Don't say anything else. This is a question I've devoted my life to. I'm looking forward to having it answered. What lies beyond the sea?

Murr: I understand. In that case, I'll simply bless your journey, Captain Melissa.

Melissa: Thank you. I'll circle the world and return. And when I do… … No, never mind. I'm glad I met you, Professor Murr Hart.

Murr: Can you make another promise that we'll meet again? In one piece, preferably.

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Gilles: Lady Dianne. Congratulations on being granted the old title of Borda Island's lord. I'm deeply indebted to your grandfather, Lord Dionis, for watching over me when I was younger.

Dianne: Thank you, your Excellency. I'm sure my late grandfather would be pleased to see how I've grown.

Gilles: Now, to jump immediately to the main topic, another of the mysterious incidents happening around Borda Island occurred last night. Along with the effects of <the Great Calamity's> influence, traces of some kind of ceremony were found on your island. You should stay vigilant from now on. The Magical Technology Corps can…

Dianne: That is unnecessary.

Gilles: Hm?

Dianne: I said, that is unnecessary. My grandfather taught me everything he knew about the blade.

Gilles: You could be the best swordmaster the world has ever seen and you alone still wouldn't be enough to watch over both Borda Island and its surrounding waters.

Dianne: I believe I said no. Perhaps this may be difficult for someone like you to understand, General Barnett, given how you have marched to glory alongside the Magical Technology Corps… But I have never even once considered using magical technology within the bounds of my land.

Gilles: But whyever not?

Dianne: I have no intention of telling you. Please take your leave.

Gilles: Slow down there…

Dianne: General Barnett will be leaving now! Could someone please escort him out?

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Borda Castle Butler: My sincerest apologies, your Excellency! How can we possibly make up for this insult…!

Gilles: I am not upset with her, but to go against me is to go against her Majesty. I don't believe Princess Dianne is aware of that, but…what about the rest of you?

Borda Castle Butler: I can't apologize enough…!!

Gilles: I understand that her emotions are running high from inheriting the position that had been held by a great military man. I'll overlook this just once. That said, there will be problems if she doesn't fulfill her role as the cornerstone of this archipelago. If things persist as they are now, I'll be taking command.

Borda Castle Butler: Yes, sir…

Gilles: She's nothing more than a landed noble who has not even once stood on a battlefield. I do hope her longtime retainers will assist her in her work.

Borda Castle Butler: O-Of course…

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Dianne: …

Borda Castle Servant: Princess. Ah, err, my lord. Where should I place the magical technological weaponry given to us by General Barnett…

Dianne: Throw it in the ocean.

Borda Castle Servant: What?! B-But…

Dianne: Throw it in the ocean. I am the lord of this castle. I think of this castle's wellbeing more than anyone else. Just as a captain commands the direction their ship will take, I command the path this castle will follow!

Borda Castle Servant: Princess…

Dianne: Ah… I'm sorry for raising my voice. I'm always grateful for all the help all of you give me. But, for the time being, can you leave things to me? Please, have faith in me.

Borda Castle Servant: …

Dianne: I'll prove I can do this right. I'll prove I can wipe away the shame that's been brought to my grandfather's name…

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Claudia: …There's a door atop the waves… …Could a wizard have cast some kind of magic…?

???: …Claudia…

Claudia: … …This voice… …It's his voice…

???: …Claudia… I love you… Abandon everything and stay in this country with me.

Claudia: … Lord Vincent…

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Mithra: Wha… What are you?!

Hwylryn: Ahaha.

Hwylryn laughed brightly at the wide-eyed Mithra. The setting sun had set the sea ablaze, shining so bright it hurt to look at it. Birds danced between the trails of golden and violet clouds in the sky. Hwylryn threw a glance at me, smiling triumphantly. He had a very refined sort of dignity and an unmistakable charisma, but his expressions were oddly childish. Rutile, Mitile, and Riquet's eyes were wide, staring at Hwylryn with obvious curiousity. Hwylryn stood, and this time, he took one of Riquet's hands, eyes on his torta di cocco. Riquet gasped, but before he could protectively bring his cake closer to his chest, Rutile held out his own portion.

Rutile: Please, take this too if you'd like.

Hwylryn: Why, thank you.

Rutile was still smiling the same gentle smile he always wore when Mithra picked him up by the shoulders.

Mithra: Rutile. Don't you join in on this.

Rutile: But… He doesn't seem all that dangerous… Wah!

Mitile: Uwah…!

Hwylryn had reached out to accept his gift but Mithra was faster, hiding Rutile and Mitile behind himself. And yet, the torta di cocco still somehow ended up in Hwylryn's hand. Just like before, he devoured it in a single bite, his nearly-transparent silver eyes narrowing with delight.

Hwylryn: You too. Give me that.

Riquet: …I will not. Claudia gave this to me. Both you and I wanted to eat it very much, so both you and I should've gotten to the shop faster than we did.

Riquet bowed his head, as if admonishing himself. Mitile nervously poked his head out from behind Mithra's waist.

Mitile: It's a really popular store. People were lined up since before noon.

Rutile also leaned out from behind his stalwart guardian, putting a hand on Mithra's shoulder.

Rutile: We also received our portions from someone very kind.

Mithra: Quiet down!

Hwylryn: Mmph…?

Hwylryn had been observing their amusing back-and-forth, but now he was glancing over at me again. He licked the bits of shredded coconut off his lips, only the tip of his tongue poking out of his mouth, and then poked his nose towards me, his eyes bright like he'd just hit upon an idea.

Mithra: That is too close.

Hwylryn somehow managed to avoid Mithra trying to push him away, instead bringing his face ever closer to my own.

Akira: (Wh-what am I supposed to say right now…?) (I thought he was scary at first, but that's not the right word at all…)

Hwylryn: …

Hwylryn was so close to me our noses almost touched, and then he abruptly lifted his head, startling me. He blinked at me a few times, but his gaze was still fixed on nothing but me.

Hwylryn: I'm surprised. So these are their methods now?

Akira: ("Their"…?)

Hwylryn suddenly made a motion with his fingers. I'd assumed it was to brush some coconut off of them, but it seemed it was actually a signal to the women in his entourage. And, on cue, the women leapt into the ocean, not hesitating for even a moment.

Mitile: Huh…?!

They threw themselves into the shallow water and then…just swam off into the distance. None of them returned to land. Rutile blinked, as if he'd seen something between the lapping of the waves.

Rutile: Hm…? I think I just saw something shining… Like the scales of the mermaid in Tycho Lake…

Before he could finish his words, a gust of ocean wind buffeted us.

Mitile: Wah…?!

Riquet: The wind is so strong all of a sudden…

Mithra: Master Sage!

I'd squinted my eyes against the wind, and through the gap I could still see through, I saw my legs floating in the air. By the time I'd processed that, Hwylryn had already swept me into his arms.

Akira: Huh?!

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I blinked, and we were over the water.

Akira: Wha…?!

Had we moved in the space of that single moment? I looked up at Hwylryn. I saw the outline of a door over his shoulder. It was one of Mithra's spatial doors.

Mithra: <Arthim>

Hwylryn smiled wide, keeping me securely in his arms. And then he pressed his lips tight and took a deep breath in. When he did, a tall wave crashed into Mithra's door at the same time that Mithra opened it.

Mithra: ?!

The wave forced Mithra back before he could get through the door, and the magic door popped out of existence.

Akira: Mithra?!

Hwylryn: Ahaha. He's too fast, that one. Let's go a little farther out. I want to talk to you, Akira.

Akira: Farther out?! Wh-what do you want to talk about…?

Hwylryn: By the way, do you have any more torta di cocco on you?

Akira: N-No, I don't…

Hwylryn: Ah, how tragic…

He looked so genuinely upset by that that I started speaking before I really put my words together.

Akira: U-um… Do you want to go to that shop tomorrow? You'll probably be able to buy some if you get there earlier, so…

Hwylryn: Oh, I see. With you?

Akira: Huh?

Hwylryn: Are we going to go together?

Akira: Y-yes. If you want to…

Hwylryn spun around with me, there atop the shining sea.

Akira: Wah… Waah…?!

He seemed very happy with that suggestion. He smiled at me, still within his arms, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun.

Hwylryn: It's a promise.

Akira: …A promise…

I was startled for a moment. I hadn't made or had many promises made to me since arriving in this world.

Akira: (If Hwylryn can make a promise, then…he must not be a wizard.)

The distant clouds were bathed in the same golden light. It was like we were running across the sky together, riding the evening breeze over the ocean.

Next Chapter

[waterfallswords]

location: pink party

starter for: azaria kenendy and owen hawthorne @secrettyrant

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"Oh, cute. You like...didn't even try." Azaria hums before her expression deadpans with the tilt of her head, arms crossed while she surveys Owen's idea of pink. "That's basically like pastel pastel pastel pink. Like if pink was sick of being pink and wanted to be boring and not pink." she points then to his shirt, still unimpressed and a clear disappointment over her expression. "Urgh, you're gonna throw the whole theme off." the witch then groans, dramatic and loud as she gestures around to the sea of pink, Owen's idea of the color barely contributing. "I'm literally convinced you do this on purpose because you want the attention." her eyes move back to him, pushing him further into the party. "Well, there you go. You can die happy because I finally talked to you again."

[cykablyatt]

Hello ? this is my first post , i got no place to vent so i guess ill do it here , and if i die , sooner or later , i hope none of my my family member saw this acc . all i can say is im fuckin hungry , i really do im hungry , but i rather die skinny then happy but look like a fat pig . urgh i fuckin hate myself .

[jennyandvastraflint]

Xena Reactions S2Ep3

What a cheery place, very Ninth-coded all them bones

Giants!!!

I love, by the way, that you can actually see stuff when it's night in the show. I wish shows now would do that...

"I hate when you go cryptic on me..." Cryptic wife is amazing tho

OH SHIT ONE IS ALIVE, APPROACHING

I love how they use perspective. Camera angles and forced perspective. So smart.

Who is Gareth?

"I understand a man's soul can be poisoned by hatred"

"You know, you think she'd mention that her friend was taller than most pine trees"

URGH FFS SOLDIER BOY

XENAAAA

And Gabrielle obviously also skilleddd

NO GABRIELLE!!!

"Thanks for the hospitality..." :|

Goliath??? OH IS THIS DAVID AND GOLIATH?

Fairly sure the boy is called David.

"It's a sling" OOOO

Oh they do not like him.

AHAHAHA GABRIELLE STEALING FOOD

"You wouldn't understand" Oh he's such a #I'mNotLikeOtherBoys guy....

"I owe you my life, not the lives of others"

Gabrielle, don't. Please.

Xena's gonna save em

She's like GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY GIRLFRIEND

Dayum she just picked that wheel up and yeeted.

Xena mounting that horse? And Gabrielle sitses behind herrrr

"Maybe my friendship with Xena is more important" AAAH

A SKULL (TLT reference? Is this our friend SEX PAL!?? 😭)

Gabrielle is like :c

Please, just resolve this PEACEFULLY

Stands brooding by the window as a storm rages

👀 IS GABRIELLE'S HAND ON THE SMALL OF HER BACK!!!! 🏳️‍🌈

THEY HOLD HANDS

HAND SHOTS. LOOK AT THE HANDS. THE SQUEEZE. HELLO!???? 👀

Not to be a lesbian, but HANDS. THEY'RE SO

Noooo, I don't want them to fight :(((

Shfhdh he has a helmet, lol. I shouldn't laugh, but this is kinda funny

Wow they're SO bad at everything sjfjdhs

Gabrielle is amazing. I keep saying this.

"Come out, Xena" I'm gay

NOT SALT OMFG. HE'S NOT A GIANT SLUG!!!

Thingy is dead. King's son. Ah well.

Ok. You NotLikeOtherBoys... I really don't like him. Sorey but I'm siding with Goliath 😅

"Do you think your wife would like you to hurt innocent people?"

Istg I left fucking Catholic church for a REASON I don't wanna hear that stuff in my shows actually...

Nooo, Goliath...

The sun?

NOOOO... I hope he doesn't DIE

Xena's sad face :(

OMG HIS EYE IS BLEEDING

I hope he gets to be happy with his family :(

Ngl I think this was my least favourite episode so far... Maybe it's my religious trauma, but I really did NOT enjoy this ep... Which is a shame :/

[riverstardis]

Trailer thoughts:

One tiny glimpse of Rash, one tiny glimpse of Dylan, one tiny glimpse of Sah, TOO MANY glimpses of Faith urgh

Was that Teddy taking a bullet for Sah? KING SHIT! That means they HAVE to remember his heart problems now right? RIGHT?!?!

Not Ffion leaving Jan (again?)😭 Can they just let the lesbians be happy for once PLEASE!!!

Looking forward to more Stevie/Jodie content to clown about

Eli!?!?!?! Presumably he's just gonna be coming down for one episode because he can't exactly have completely retrained in emergency medicine in such little time. Still I'm looking forward to it!

I'm assuming Iain isn't actually leaving the show to join HEMS again because then we wouldn't be seeing him with HEMS on screen? Not to mention that putting it in the trailer would basically be spoiling it.

I didn't see Paige in there at all sooo guess they're not going back to her BRCA storyline any time soon then?

It looks like Rash's dad is going to be stable for a while (despite his decline so far being VERY quick). Though if they are putting that storyline on hold for a while, I'd rather them do it that way than have him continue declining quickly but completely off screen and then in a few months suddenly he's about to die and then they'd probably wrap it up in one single episode (probably wouldn't even be a Rash centric episode, given how they hate to give him screen time).

Aside from everything I just complained about, it actually looks GOOD!!!!!

[eolewyn1010]

Dragging Frankenstein - Chapter 21

The one where I get immeasurably sick of Victor! I mentioned the capslock-yelling? It begins here.

You know I can’t stand Victor, so I’m happy if he’s inconvenienced. But he and the Creature can hardly be the only people who canoe around there, can they?

Also, the “handsome young man, about five and twenty years of age” – is everyone gay here? DAS GAY: 35

And if poor Henry’s body was not yet cold and they thought they could still revive him, did the Creature bring him over to Ireland alive to kill him there? How???

“The first part of this deposition did not in the least interest me” -.- Victor is such a twat. Someone is dead? Whatevs, don’t care! IT’S ALL ABOUT ME: 25

He gets another one right away because even Henry’s death is just cause for another self-centered whinefest. “the agonies that I endured”, yeah, sure. IT’S ALL ABOUT ME: 26

I find this line highly interesting: “Death snatches away many blooming children […], how many brides and youthful lovers…” So. Children, brides, lovers. William, Elizabeth, Henry, nah? DAS GAY: 36

“Of what materials was I made, that I could resist so many shocks?” This right there. This is the good shit. Victor is more and more estranged from his own human nature, speaking of himself in the same terms that can be used for his Creature.

Then it’s two months angst coma, and when he wakes up, of course he complains about the lacking luxury IN FUCKING PRISON WHEN HE’S IN FOR MURDER, VICTOR. Sorry. I hate him. I SO PRIVILEGED: 12

“and [the nurse’s] countenance expressed all the bad qualities which often characterized that class.” AAAAAARRRRGGHHH! *jumps up and strangles Victor* I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU, YOU PHYSIOGNOMIST-BULLSHIT SPEWING, LOATHSOME, CONCEITED, JUDGY, SHALLOW, SNOB TWIT!! HOW DARE YOU LOOK DOWN ON A WOMAN WHO PUT IN ALL THE TIME OF HER DAY TO KEEP YOU ALIVE WHEN YOU ARE USELESSLY LYING AROUND BEING A BRAINLESS PIECE OF FLESH, A STRANGER IN THIS COUNTRY, AND ASSUMED TO BE A MURDERER!!! DIE!!

*ahem* Count? I SO PRIVILEGED: 13

And then she’s also indifferent. Can you believe that. How dare she not pity Victor appropriately; his life is so haaaaard.

“I turned with loathing from the woman who could utter so unfeeling a speech” – dude, 1st, she literally just agreed with what you said, and 2nd, she’s perfectly polite. I can’t with him.

“careless” and “brutality”, what is with him? He was fed. And medicated. Through a coma. Of two months. She probably wiped his ass in the meantime! Jesus Christ with this guy.

“Mr Kirwin had shown me extreme kindness”, best room and all, easy-peasy. I SO PRIVILEGED: 14

I’m so spiteful right now, I want to give him another one for complaining that Mr. Kirwin is not permanently fluttering around him and “wretched indeed was the best”. What an incredible snob. Read the room, for once.

“Can I do anything to make you more comfortable?” Mr. Kirwin, crawl out of his ass for a second there, will you? Zero respect for that guy, too.

“on the whole earth there is no comfort which I am capable of receiving.” – then why won’t you stop complaining about your accommodation?

“doubtless, evidence can easily be brought to free you from your criminal charge.” – considering the circumstances in which Henry and Victor were found, it should be about as flimsy as the evidence for his guilt. What even is this case?

“a friend has come to visit you” Urgh. Dude, just spare us the dead herring and SAY right away that it’s his father; I hate it when Victor gets excuses to spew paranoia around. As if the Creature would officially speak to people in broad daylight and all that to come visit Victor in prison. Has Victor lost his last brain cell during the angst coma?

…and Victor hops right from “wah, take him away!” to “why does he not hasten to me?” in an instant. Whew, I hate this brat. IT’S ALL ABOUT ME: 27

me-me-me-me-me! Sorry, this recap is getting exceptionally salty.

I’m wondering why the magistrate treats him like a child. Isn’t Victor the same age as Henry, aka obviously an adult? Eh, but that’s picked up by Frankenstein sr. Gotta baby the baby a bit.

“…and Elizabeth, and Ernest?” – Ernest? Oh yeah, that guy! He sure is a person that exists! He’s so important for his family, isn’t he? Good, dear Ernest.

More whining, complaints that he actually has to sit through a trial, would you believe the audacity of these people…

“proved that I was on the Orkney Islands when the body of my friend was found” ??? How’d they do that? Victor was completely isolated; he wasn’t talking to anyone. Who could have professed his presence anywhere at any time at all? Eh, convenience.

Shelley seriously calls Henry’s eyes “dark orbs”. I blame her purple-prose husband, and wanna bitchslap him for it. What is he, My Immortal’s author?

Also, can you stop gushing about your dead boyfriend’s beautiful eyelashes? DAS GAY: 37

Geez.

“My father tried to awaken in me the feelings of affection.” – Heh, good luck. As if Victor would feel for his fellow humans. IT’S ALL ABOUT ME: 28

“At these moments I often endeavoured to put an end to the existence I loathed” – good. Do it.

“to watch over the lives of those I so fondly loved” – I don’t believe you. You don’t care, so I won’t.

“put an end to the existence of the monstrous Image which I had endued with the mockery of a soul still more monstrous” – first of all, word-for-word repetition of phrasing. Second of all, this. DELUSIONS OF GRANDEUR: 16

As if.

“I was a mere skeleton” – poor Elizabeth; that wouldn’t have been a fun wedding night even without the visitor.

He’s also laudanum-addicted now. I found it tragic with Emil Behring. It only makes me roll my eyes at Victor and go, “of course the little wimp does that, too.”

If there weren’t a ton of kind people around him, he never would have survived till now.

With his third victim, the Creature has apparently acquired a taste for killing Anyone But Victor, and isn't that just super convenient. Wouldn't it be a much more apt demonstration of power to set an end to his creator's existence, seeing as he owes his miserable existence to him? A life given, a life taken. Sounds way more logical to me than killing a ton of innocents. But then again, this fits right in with how Victor considers those close to him only as extensions of himself - he's a true narcissist that way. William dies? Oh, how Victor suffers! Justine gets killed? Oh, how bad that makes Victor feel! Elizabeth is depressed? Well, it can only be on Victor's behalf! And the Creature buys right into it, God bless. Good that at least he doesn't have a family.