#young delinquent

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Pleads Guilty To Robbery," Winnipeg Tribune. August 4, 1943. Page 11. ---- Joseph Raymond Olivie Perrault, of Fasset, Que., pleaded guilty in city police court today to a charge of armed robbery Monday night. He was remanded until Friday.

Perrault was charged with robbing Pat Murphy, 381 Balmoral st., of $35 in the Colony pharmacy, 374 Colony st., at 7.30 p.m. Monday/

Asked how old he was, Perrault said he was 19 by R.C.A.F. records but his real age was 17. Difficulty in verifying his age made immediate disposition of the case impossible.

Police said Perrault had escaped custody Saturday from R.C.A.F. police at No. 2 manning depot, Brandon, where he was awaiting sentence by court martial on three theft charges. Police said he had stolen a .45 calibre revolver with a clip of 14 cartridges, and that he had used it in Monday's holdup.

R.C.A.F. police and city detectives made the arrest at 8.30 p.m. Tuesday in the United Services centre.

[casually-eat-my-soul]

Okay so like stick with me but young Derek, alive hale fam au.

So like the Hale family finds out that Derek has a crush on Sheriff Stilinski’s delinquent son, and has mixed reactions. Talia is torn between amusement, worry and wanting to dislike stiles. Papa hale is very protective but thinks it funny that him and his son have the same tastes.

Peter is ecstatic, Stiles once beat him in chess when running from the cops. (stiles was running and sat down in the park around people for cover, turns out he interrupted a chess tournament. Peter challenged him to a game if stiles lost, Peter would turn him over to the police. If he won, stiles could use him as an alibi)

The rest of his siblings don’t really have an opinion other than using Derek’s crush to make fun of him EXPECT for Laura. Laura is in a one sided rivalry with stiles.

As the sheriff right hand deputy she was tasked with keeping an eye out for stiles and she constantly loses him. Which shouldn’t be possible because she’s a werewolf. She can never connect him to a crime he’s committed and can never prove anything. Can’t go to a judge a say “oh he left a scent trail which I followed because I’m a werewolf.”

Derek brings him home to dinner after they start dating. Unfortunately, the day that Derek brings him over, is also the day that Laura had to run around town taking reports of his crimes. She is fuming. Stiles looks her dead in her twitching eye and asked her how her day went.

The only crime she can connect him to is when he commit aggravated assault against a few of Derek’s teammates went to far with hazing. (Derek refused to fight back as not to hurt them) she lets him off.

[heartvisor]

:3c

[hellsingmongrel]

Man, so I'm not normally the biggest fan of Modern AUs, nor am I overly fond of fiction focused on kids, but...last night, my sleeping brain decided to concoct this Trigun (Stampede-flavored) Modern AU that now is living rent free in my damn brain! I want to get it out of my head and into the ether. I don't know if I'm going to do anything long-form with it, and I'm having to translate dream weirdness into more coherent storytelling, but here we go.

So it's modern day Earth, like 2024 or some shit, right? And that's when this version of Earth had just begun fucking around with Plant cloning. It's early enough that the SEEDS project hasn't even left the planet, the scientists haven't yet figured out how to put Plants in bulbs and use them for fuel, none of that! But they've already had Tessla happen, and the boys have already been born. Since they're not in space, even though they had to have found out about their sister, Nai hasn't had a chance to literally nuke humanity from orbit, and I guess Rem has had a chance to try and curtail some of his trauma, so he's...more stable? Ish? Stable enough where he's not actively trying to murder everyone. And the boys are "older," like we see in the flashbacks for the time Vash encountered Nai during the Last Run, so probably around 6 years old but looking 16 or so.

Rem has managed to fudge their paperwork so they've started going to school with human kids, to try and give them a normal childhood. Nai isn't as eager to play ball with the whole "being human" thing as much as Vash is, but Vash has got so many friends, Meryl and Milly and Lina are there and they're like the cutest, most stupidly adorable group of friends, just a bunch of little goofballs, like kids that age are. And the school has a field trip to a theme park (it was Disneyworld in my dream because my school actually did this, but ours was a band trip) and Vash manages to convince Rem to let him go. Vash and Nai and Rem are still paranoid about humans figuring out who they are, so you know, he's told to be extra careful and take care of himself, and Nai gives him one of his blades or something for self defense, just in case something happens. Even though Vash would never, that boy has trauma around knives and trying to defend himself, if you've read Trimax, iykyk. But he takes it anyway, and somehow, he manages to sneak it into the park. Maybe the metal doesn't register on metal detectors or something, who knows.

But he's a kid, and kids are dumb. Especially when they're 16. Especially if those 16 year olds aren't actually 16 and don't have the actual lived experience to know better. So he starts playing with the knife in front of the girls, showing off and just being a silly little guy. And then the knife slips. Bad. We're talking "this is how he probably lost his arm in this AU" bad. Blood everywhere, the girls are panicking and take him to the school chaperones and it's like "HOLY SHIT WTF DUDE, We're taking you to the ER, someone call his mom!"

And he hears that, pictures the doctors finding out he's not human, remembers what happened to Tessla, and panics. Boy does a runner like only Vash can do, and he manages to get away from them, out of the park, and escapes from security. And when parents get involved in trying to find him, the authorities start looking into the incident, and someone in the government overseeing the Plant research is able to recognize the elemental make up of the blade he dropped, and they start having suspicions. So the feds get involved, and it just goes from bad to worse, right?

Meanwhile, loopy from blood loss and panicking and a little sobbing mess because he feels dumb about slipping up and he's afraid he'll never get to go home to his mom and his brother again and is spiraling the way kids do when they panic, he gets lost in the city and ends up stumbling over teenage Wolfwood, who lives on the streets and has a few street kids that he looks after on his own with Livio. They never got to live at the orphanage, but that also means that the Eye (in whatever form it takes in this AU) never got ahold of them, so yeah, shits fucked for them, but it's actually a whole lot better for them than it might have been. And it's Wolfwood without all of the EoM trauma, so you can just imagine what he does when this delirious, bloody, terrified, severely injured kid runs him over in the street, sobbing about being caught by the adults and taken away.

Big Brother Nico do what Big Brother Nico do.

At that point, I ended up waking up, but damn if my brain didn't give me enough details to come up with a dumb AU idea that I kind of love and want to do something with, but I don't know if I have the time or spoons to do so.

Ideas I'd had following this beginning to flesh itself out in my head; Luida and Brad are Plant researchers brought onto the project to help the feds figure out wtf is going on with this whole situation, and when Luida is told to talk to Rem, because she's not giving them anything they can use, the two of them reach a secret accord to bring Vash home safe and sound and cover everything back up nice and squeaky clean the way it should have stayed.

Vash's arm is bad enough that he can't really heal it very well on his own without medical care, Plant healing or no. He's doing better than most kids would, but it still begins to go septic, and it forces Nico and Livio to make the really hard decision to find adults they can trust to bring him to so he can get the care he needs. He still ends up losing his arm, though.

At the end of everything, Melanie ends up taking Nico and Livio and the other kids in, so they still get to have their momma figure, even if she comes in later. Maybe she's the one that they find to help them. Is she maybe someone they've known was mostly safe but was never able to get them to stick around long enough to take care of them? Either way, the boys get Vash to her, and it starts the process of getting him home and the kids finally staying at the orphanage.

Meryl, Milly, and Lina all end up sneaking away when they realize that Vash is in more trouble than the adults are letting on, trying to go find him, since they know him better than anyone other than Rem and Nai. Eventually, they meet up with Nico and Livio while everyone is trying to avoid federal agents.

Obviously it's lovey-dovey Vashwood and Insurance Girlfriends and Polygun-flavored, but in the "these kids are too oblivious to think about sexy things, yet" sort of way, because I really do headcanon that at least Vash is ace, Wolfwood is probably demi, and also I am not writing children getting intimate like that. >8/ But kids having little crushes on each other is adorable and I can't not have Vashwood and Insurance Girlfriends be the eventual outcome, once those idiots all grow up and get their heads screwed on straight.

Also, because Nai hasn't had a chance to murder everyone, Rem's managed to work with him enough that he's very slowly overcoming his trauma and regaining his ability to trust that he's not in permanent danger. He'll probably grow up to be a Plants Rights activist or something, lbh. Or a politician. But he's not going to murder people, so either way, it's a win/win!

Because Nico's been living on the streets with him, Razlo either hasn't had to manifest as strongly for Livio, or hasn't manifested at all. Livio is still the sweet, shy, crybaby teddy bear we see, and maybe Razlo only comes out when the feds start getting closer and almost managing to grab the kids, and because he's been able to bond with Nico and the other kids so well this time, Livio is close enough to them that the thought of them getting hurt or taken away is enough to make him want to protect their little group instead of just Livio.

Wolfwood absolutely grumbles about how alike Vash and Livio are. Both a couple'a crybabies, geez, what the Hell you two??? But he also is very much a teddy bear who gives the best hugs when one of his little band of gremlins is upset, so he probably spends more time in a cuddle pile than anything else, now that there's two of them to lose their shit at the drop of a hat.

Vash was totally the one very sweet boy in a clique of girls that everyone who'd known him realized, when they were adults looking back, that he was very much the sweet gay kid hanging out with the girls because it was safer to be himself around them than it was to be around the other boys. (This isn't meant as a stereotype of gay kids, this is based on actual kids I grew up with. My friend group honest to God adopted them because we were all a bunch of momma bears.)

Vash is also...not trans? Because he's a Plant and Plants don't work the same way humans do, but he's also not what humans would think of as a cis boy. He expresses a masc presentation, but probably the closest equivalent would be an intersexed kid. Nai, too, tbh, though he's probably more of the "I don't give a fuck" opinion when it comes to his own gender identity. He uses he/him because that's what humans think when they see him, but he doesn't care any deeper than that.

[avernusfuries]

heres a random question for you! Does karlach have a particular brand of wine/beer (either unforgotten realms or modern) she prefers? if so why?

Okay, so I took a little moment to sit and think on it. I believe she is the sort to enjoy a good beer. No, not a good beer. Cheap and cheerful. Probably a little watered down, but it's sold in the little locals only sorts of places where everyone has known everyone else since the dawn of the time. She won't say no to something incredibly fancy, but the second she hits the material plane again the first bevvy she's beelining for is cheap beer.

If we are talking about modern, she's a Stella Artois, Lager and lime or a Carlsberg drinker. :B

[mobblespsycho100]

deuce spade teen pregnancy baby 🤝 azul ashengrotto child of divorce

[soldmybones]

MY BABIES THE OG FOUR

these new characters are kinda cunty ngl.

[benevolent-blackhole]

While we’re at it, a more niche complaint: the idea that the teenager was invented post-WWII. It’s US-centric and weird. The teenager as a consumer product was invented in the 1950s. But if you’re interested in any other aspect of youth besides them buying shit, than it’s somewheres in the 19th century amidst the panics about this strange new thing called an adolescent. There is little substantially different between a teen and an adolescent.

[witch-sweets]

Behold the in-universe explanation for why Harriet has sharp teeth

[booknerdium]

Here’s your daily reminder that young Percy used to sell candy illegally out of his dorm room.

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"IN THE PENITENTIARY AT TWELVE YEARS?" Daily British Whig (Kingston, Ont.). October 8, 1920. Page 4. --- Who Sent Toronto Boy to Prison at That Age? ---- Toronto Telegram. Something strange and sinister envelopes the person of John Murphy. He is only seventeen, and yet he has faced the terrors of a two-year term in Kingston penitentiary, in addition to other terms for crime. In the dock this morning he looked older than his years, but notwithstanding his remarkable experience, his face bore no traces of a criminal life.

Early morning, Sept. 25th, Plainclothesmen Brown and Kenny saw him coming along the street with four auto tires, two on each arm. He was blithe and gay and bounced along like a giddy youth going to a dance, or coming home from a rubber tire conversazione.

"Hello!" said the police.

"Hello!" said Murphy.

"Where are you going with the tires?"

"I'm going to No. 3 station," he answered.

"So are we. Jump into our car." Turning the matter over in their minds the police remembered seeing tires in a nearby window on King street west, and going along later, found that the premises of J. Bracken had been entered and four tires stolen.

Mr. Corley read the record. It was in 1914 when he was sentenced to two years at Kingston. According to that, if he is only seventeen now, he must have been under twelve years of age when sent down. Do magistrates or judges commit children to Kingston penitentiary?

"A pretty persistent young criminal," was how Mr. Corley described the young prisoner.

"He's been on the straight and narrow path for the past six months", pleaded G. C. Elgie.

"Three of the six months on the straight and narrow path.were spent in jail," remarked the Crown Attorney.

"There's a doubt," said counsel. "Well, I haven't it," relied the colonel.

Then the lad who had been in the pen when under twelve, was committed to the jail farm for three months.

[jonathanvik]

Starlight Dream - Chapter 61

“Please, be merciful,” a middle-aged man said, lowering his forehead flat on the cold stone floor, the embodiment of perfect supplication. “Dark Lady.”

“Hmph,” Seina snorted, her red eyes studying the whelp begging for his pitiful life. “Then you must buy it. What can you offer me in exchange?” In her view, only those with something worth giving deserved to live.

“I…” The man faltered, knowing the implications of his lady’s words. “My life then. Just spare my wife and child.”

“I accept this payment for your crime.” The man had foolishly stolen bread to feed his starving family. He’d known the consequences of taking such a risk. With a gesture of her hand, she beckoned him forward. While Seina could fog his thoughts with a glance, she’d rather someone submit to her willingly.

The man moaned as Seina drained his lifeblood, dripping pleasantly down her cheeks as she sucked him dry. The taste was beyond anything mortal food could offer. At least, Seina assumed so. During her mortal years, she’d only had the gruel the vampire overlords offered their slaves. 

Far too quick, the feeding was finished. The man gasped as she released him from her fangs, languid, but alive. He’d be useless as a feeding source if she killed him. Contrary to the legends, a single bite won’t convert someone to a vampire. Only the offering of a vampire’s blood gave them the gift. While lightheaded, he’d suffer no other ill effects.

“Go and clean yourself,” Seina said, waving a dismissive hand. “I will summon you again when I get thirsty.”

“Thank you, Dark Lady.” Shamefaced, the man covered the puncture wounds on his throat with his ragged collar and staggered out, woozy. Seina scowled at the nickname. Unlike other vampires, she hadn’t abandoned her human name, a tradition she considered stupid. Despite her protestations, however, the nickname stuck, 

“That was nice of you. You allowed the man to return to his family.” A voice said from a birdcage.

Seina snorted and flopped onto her throne. “A dead human is worthless to me. I gain nothing from pointless slaughter.” She just wished her idiotic vampiric kin understood that. What use was a dead world? Besides, he’d sacrificed himself to protect his family. Seina admired that greatly.

The creature with fur whiter than snow studied her, but otherwise remained silent. According to him, he was a fairy from a distant plane called Starlight Dream. She’d caught him trying to free some slaves and kept him as a pet. Silly, but Seina loved cute things. He was a pleasant change from her castle’s rather drab interior, with its gray stone walls and gloomy atmosphere. He was like the sun, the closest she’d ever get to glimpsing it again.

“I hope that’s the last of them.” She hated being forced to solve every little problem that her minions brought before her.

“Colten, tell me a story,” Seina said suddenly. “Anything will do.”

“Sure. Suppose I have little else to do.” Colten said, grumbling to himself. “If I’d known I’d be forced to suffer this indignity, I’d have stayed in Starlight Dream!”

“Which I’d love to hear more about,” Seina said, sitting straighter. “Tell me more about this mysterious tower that extends across the multiverse. Where’d it come from?”

“What’s to say?” The fairy replied. “Nobody knows where the Needle of the Cosmos comes from. Some say it originates from the multiverse’s dawn, a pillar that holds the entirety of the multiverse together. Others claim it’s a memorial for the ancient queen when fairies were first given their stewardship as the terrors of the cosmos.”

“Terrors, huh?” Seina snorted, amused. Colten didn’t have a bad bone in his body. Was he an exception to his species? Seina sympathized.

“Supposedly.” Colten offered a shrug. 

“Well, I’m glad you’re here, regardless.”

“Why?” Colten raised an eyebrow.

“Because these other fairies sound dreadfully dull!” And complete jerks. Like her own subjects didn’t offer her enough grief. Their needless cruelty was so wearisome. Though hating Seina for her magnanimity, they dared not rebel against her, fearing the Dark Lady’s terrible power.

“My throne room needs more color.” Seina tapped the armrest of her throne. “Flowers would be fantastic, but they’d wilt from lack of sunlight. Pity.” 

“Then perhaps you shouldn’t have accepted the dark gift if you can’t stand the darkness?” Lothaire said, wearing a wry smile as he appeared from a shadowy corner. 

“I suppose,” Seina said, somewhat forlorn. The light would never grace its presence on her again, no matter how much she wished otherwise. She suffered a particular vulnerability to it, unlike most high vampires. “What brings you to my domain, Lothaire? I didn’t summon you.”

“A slight problem.” The ex-vampire king said. She’d tossed him out when she’d taken control of the Earth, but he’d persisted, somehow worming himself into the vampire court. He possessed a useful ability, capable of bending time itself to his will. “A rebellion is stirring in Germany. While small now, it might burgeon into a full-blown crisis. What should we do, Dark Lady?”

Seina frowned, not liking the mockery lurking behind his words. They’d never gotten along, not only because she’d usurped him. She’d never been ruthless enough for his taste, arguing it’d only end with a dead planet. But he’d accused her of sympathizing with cattle. The nerve.

She paused, considering her next words, not wanting to appear ridiculous before her subordinate. Colten, too, watched her intensely. It made her decidedly uncomfortable, but kept her undead face stoic.

“Shall we cave to their demands? Make ourselves look weak?” He asked, baiting her.

“No, capture and execute the leaders,” Seina replied.

“And the rest of the followers?” Lothaire’s eyes twinkled with malicious glee. “Limit their rations and increase their work hours?”

“When they’re already desperate? That will only feed their unrest.”

“Oh, I see. We’re meant to care about the rebellious cattle, then? Throw them a party? Pat them on the head?”

“No, display their leaders’ bodies on poles. It’ll act as a reminder of what happens to those who oppose the vampire lords. But increase their food rations. It will remind them they only live because of our kindness.”

“Your will shall be done, Dark Lady.” With a mocking bow, the former vampire king left.

“Why do you tolerate that guy?” Colten said from his cage. “I’d give him a black eye for speaking to me like that!”

Seina snorted but didn’t reply. The problem was that all her vampire subjects acted like that. They resented this young upstart and the power she lorded over them. Only their Dark Lady seemed to care about what happened to humanity. What do they expect to do when everyone’s dead? While she could easily escape to another planet, most were stuck earthbound.

Damn it. I’m only a ten-year-old girl. Taking Kaguya’s recommendation to rule this world was a mistake.

“Revenge for how this planet treated me, my butt!” Seina said, stewing in her frustration. “You owe me for this, Kaguya.” Her mistress was off gallivanting around the cosmos while she was stuck here.

“Whatever.” Seina clicked on her TV set, which sat across her throne. Maybe some Disney movies would cheer her up. “Any recommendations, Colten?”

“We’ve seen The Little Mermaid a billion times! How about an action movie with plenty of explosions!” Colten said, knowing her tastes too well. What was wrong with her favorite movie?

“That works, I suppose.” Unfortunately, most of the DVDs were American, many without Japanese subtitles. Still, she’d make do, regardless.

“This is wrong; you must know this.”

“What? Sorry?” Seina said, turning to her throne room’s only guest.

“Huh? I didn’t say anything.”

Seina released a deep sign. She must be overworking herself. She was hearing voices.

“Nice operation you have here.” Someone said, slinking into Seina’s domain. It was a dark-haired girl she’d never seen before. Much to Seina’s astonishment, a dark-furred version of Colten followed in her wake.

“Who are you?” Seina said, peering at the newcomer with some curiosity. Unlike the other humans, she appeared well-fed with well-tailored, fashionable clothing.

“My name is Takako, and the magical girls of Starlight Dream are demanding you give an account of yourself.” The girl with the goth flare to her outfit said. Colten tensed when the girl mentioned Starlight Dream, further evoking Seina’s curiosity.

“Okay. Care to elaborate? My name is Seina Kamiyama, ruler of this planet.” She tried her best to impersonate her master’s aloof imperialism.

“What do we have here?” The black fairy said, floating over to Colten’s cage. “Is this a runaway fairy I spy?”

“That’s none of your business!” Colten snapped back.

“You shouldn’t be here.” The black fairy said, a cruel smile widening across his tiny, cute face. “Lieutenant Emiyo won’t be pleased. I imagine a terrible punishment awaits you.”

“No, this fairy is my guest and under my protection,” Seina bristled. She refused to allow his color to be taken from her life. For whatever reason, he seemed to understand her on a deep, fundamental level.

“Hey! You can’t decide that!” The black fairy said, indignant. His temper flared even hotter as Colten stuck his tongue out at him.

“It’s fine, Nier,” Takako said, waving a dismissive hand. “I hardly care about one lone runaway fairy. What damage could he possibly cause?”

“Why are you here?” Seina asked in her best commanding tone.

“Simple. The magical girls of Starlight Dream are the masters of the cosmos. It is our business to spread misery and suffering across the multiverse.” The magical girl said.

“Of course it is.” Seina rubbed the bridge of her nose. What was with everyone’s obsession with causing misery? 

“You’re right! Why must they make things worse for everyone else?! Isn’t life tough enough already!” An indignant voice said, bristling. Again, Seina searched around but found nothing.

“We’re doing fine,” Seina said with a brittle smile. “This planet is under the vampire kind’s rule.”

“Yet your suffering quota has been decreasing. My superiors aren’t pleased.” Takako replied. Seina already heard Lothaire’s smug response at this comment. Had the ex-king known of the magical girls?

“If they have a problem, then that’s too bad,” Seina said, her smile unpleasant, not appreciating someone coming around and telling her how to run her kingdom. Even Mistress Kaguya didn’t presume to do something like that.

“Then this planet’s coming under better management,” Takako didn’t seem concerned whatsoever about confronting a queen vampire. What presumption!

“Typical Takako.” A voice said, sighing.

“Yeah, you haven't a clue who you’re dealing with!” Neir said with a sneer.

“Change Change, Magical Love Genocide Dress Up!” The girl produced a red brooch and transformed into a dress so purple it might be mistaken for black with blotches of yellow and green.

“Call me, Lily Annihilator.” With a flick of her hands, she summoned two pistols, one black, the other white, pointing them at Seina. “Shall we play?”

“Must we?” Seina blew out a weary sigh, not interested in picking a fight.

“We must!” Takako said, eyes alighting with mischief. “Are you just going to sit there while I butcher you?”

The mouth on this girl! Before Seina could offer a cutting retort, a loud voice interrupted their conversation.

“Enough of this! I’m getting bored. I want to play too!”

Reality trembled, its edges cracking like glass. It trembled again, even harder. Takako tensed as she stumbled, struggling to stay upright. Colten’s cage swung violently as the fairy clung for his life. The crack shattered and a girl in a bomber jacket stepped through the tear in reality. A cigarette hung from her lips, her eyes alight with glee. A fairy not dissimilar to Colten floated behind her.

“Who the heck are you?” Takako said, alarmed.

The mysterious newcomer cracked her knuckles and lowered into a stooped position. “Simple. I’m tired of Seina’s subtle approach. If you want something done, you do it with your fists!”

“Uh, what?” Seina hadn’t a clue what was happening anymore. Was this the mysterious voice’s source?

“Name’s Arisu Ikehara, the Wicked Queen.” The stooped girl said, taking another drag from her cigarette. “You might have heard of me.”

“What?” Takako said, her mouth agape. “Impossible! Isn’t she just a myth?”

Colten’s eyes bulged, sputtering as he spoke. “The Wicked Queen? The true terror of the Cosmos?”

“I am. And the legends don’t even come close to covering how badass I am,” Arisu replied.

“Okay.” Seina sighed, giving up. What was with today? “Are you here to complain about how humans aren’t suffering enough too?”

“Naw, I’m here to restore things to their proper place. And punch some faces in, particularly the Devil Princesses. Kaguya, in particular.” The delinquent girl said.

“What?” Takako snorted, astonished and incredulous. “Are you insane? Fight the Devil Princesses, the invincible terrors?”

“Yeah, but I’m worse. You coming?” Arisu asked the crack in reality.

“I better not.” Another said. Was it her imagination, or had Seina’s own voice said that? “Mr. Kiyojiro says it’s a terrible idea. Close contact with my other self would be disastrous! Crossing your own timeline is beyond dangerous.”

“Pity, sill it leaves them all for me!” Arisu said, her grin widening. What the heck was going on? 

“You’re delusional. No way you’re really the Wicked Queen,” Takako said, pointing both her pistols in the other girl’s direction. “Stay out of this, vampire. This is my mess to clean up.”

“She’s just some fool cribbing on an infamous reputation!” The black fairy gave a dismissive snort. Colten, however, only watched the scene in fascination. He beamed as the delinquent’s fairy freed him, relieved to be free of his cage. Seina’s eye twitched in annoyance, but stayed put. Best not to lose her nerve. She could retrieve him later. 

“Do whatever you wish.” Seina waved a dismissive hand and planted herself on her throne. This should be interesting, at least. She was curious what these magical girls could do.

Takako raised an eyebrow as Arisu stayed put in her squatting position, unbothered by two deadly weapons pointed at her. “You’re not transforming?”

“Against some half-baked magical girl like you?” Arisu said, snorting smoke from her nose. “Why bother?”

“Arrogant little.” Much to Seina’s surprise, Takako switched her black pistol to point at her heart. Before Seina could cry out in startled surprise, the dark magical girl shot herself. Then she vanished like smoke, reappearing behind Arisu quicker than the eye could trace. Twin weapons aimed at the delinquent girl’s head.

“Gah!” Takako howled as a fist implanted in her chest, she crumpled like a broken doll onto the floor.

“Impossible! You didn’t even…” Takako collapsed, unconscious.

“Wow!” Colten clapped his paws, impressed. “You sure showed that jerk!”

“No! It can’t be her, right?” Neir said, his voice edged with terror.

“Anyone else?” Arisu sent a baleful glare at the other vampires creeping in the shadows, drawn by the commotion. They fled like frightened mice under that intense gaze. “And you, Seina? What are you going to do?”

I’m losing control of this situation. I need to reassert my authority. “You are arrogant to enter my domain, magical girl. I am the Dark Lady, spawn of Kaguya Sawajiri, the Nightmare Dreamer. If you wish to challenge her, face me first.”

“Do you even know why you’re fighting?” Arisu said with a snort. “Don’t bother me unless you’re ready to fight for yourself.”

“Why you!” Worse, the girl had a point. Seina hated fighting, but she didn’t want to appear weak either. Worse still, this Wicked Queen knew how to fight. Seina had only been a vampire for four months. Even with her grand powers, she didn’t possess the skill necessary to fight her. Much to her considerable relief, a familiar voice entered the scene.

“No need, my daughter. I’ll take over from here.” Kaguya, the Nightmare Dreamer, said, appearing from a cloud of smoke. Behind her stood three other girls that Seina didn’t recognize.

“Finally. I was worried you’d run scared, Kaguya.” Arisu said.

In response, her sire only sighed, one of deep suffering. “Of course, you aren’t dead. Why would you be?”

“Me, never! Not when there’s a good fight!” Arisu replied, grinning.

“So, Kaguya was right.” The girl with the face mask with jagged fangs said, scowling. “There really is another timeline where you’d gotten free.”

“So what?” A girl with a maniac gleam in her eye said. “She’s suicidal if she ran here all alone. Four against one, Wicked Queen. And your little cousin’s not here to help you this time.”

“Fun! Fun! We get to punish you all over again!” A girl oddly wearing a fireman’s outfit chanted.

“It was foolish. But that’s never stopped you, has it?” Her mistress’s scowl deepened. Unlike the others, she didn’t seem as quick to dismiss the infamous Wicked Queen as a threat.

Arisu flicked away her cigarette and grinned, pulling a face mask over her mouth. “Me? Never? How about we start this party?”

[bisexual-ashe]

noone:

me: zombie au go brrrrr

[littleperilstories]

k so I actually made mood boards for most of the characters

here's Will. he gets into trouble. it's what he does.

[biracy]

earlier uses of the word punk were closer to twink / bottom / younger effeminate gay man

I mean, yeah I found Some references to that, but I don't really think that was the common usage of the term that was being applied when music critics in the 60s were calling garage rock "punk rock." I'm gonna expand on that post in a little bit but I wanted to answer this anyway

[bluehollowcomic]

Early character design for Blue Hollow's protagonist, Onion! Onion is 15, neglected by his alcoholic mother, and through fate and circumstance can see ghosts and the supernatural world. Other people can't see what he sees, and on top of his father's passing and his ex best friend outing him in middle school, Onion lives as a social pariah. If only he could make some good and true friends who can see past his gruff exterior??