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rijl · 1 year

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The politics of class and privilege in Young Royals

I wrote this post a few days ago about why I read Young Royals as anti-monarchy, sparked by the results of this poll. Since then, I've been thinking, and I realized that some of the details of the show that form its political attitudes are quite subtle, and deserve to be pointed out. And I know how much we love YR deep-dive analysis posts, and so this post was born.

Note that this is coming from a USA perspective, with light research on Swedish context. I welcome questions, additions, corrections, and disagreements. And let me know if this was helpful to you at all! If so, there are more scenes I can write about (though none of them would be this long).

Season 1, Episode 1: Wille's first class

This is a revealing scene. It feels significant from the start, because it’s the first time Simon and Wille are in close quarters. And then the very first kind-of-interaction between the boys is loaded with tension about class and politics.

This appears to be some kind of ethics or social studies class. The whiteboard reads “[something], punishment, and crime,” and the teacher has been asking the students to rank the severity of various crimes. She casually invites discussion on tax evasion vs. welfare fraud, “two less sensitive issues.” Did she not anticipate how loaded that question would be in this context?

Walter is ready with an answer before the teacher has even finished her question. He defends tax evasion with the common capitalist talking point of “job creation.” Proponents of economic conservatism claim that businesses should be freed from regulations (e.g. laws on workers’ rights and fair business practices) and taxes, because the more free rein they have, the more jobs they will create. This is a myth. Capitalist businesses always prioritize growth and profit. If there’s ever an opportunity to make more money while employing fewer people and paying them less, they will take it. Left to their own devices, businesses develop new technologies and efficiencies, often at the cost of workers’ safety, and for many of them, their jobs. What really increases the number of jobs available? Tax rates and social benefits that boost the middle class, because that increases consumption, and therefore business and employment. Laws for workers’ health, safety, and well-being also increase available jobs. (If you can’t make one person do this job for this many hours, or this quickly, or alone, you have to hire more people.) Despite having no backing in reality, the idea of unencumbered businesses as job creators remains popular.

Walter sounds like he may be parroting his pro-capitalist parents. Stella could be parroting her own parents, or just the society at large when she adds that “welfare scammers give nothing back, they just take.” The specter of welfare fraud is a myth engrained even more in the public consciousness, and a racist one at that. The welfare fraud myth got big in the US in the 70’s, when US President Reagan used the false stereotype of the “welfare queen” to attack government-provided benefits (food stamps, unemployment income, etc.) and stoke anti-Black racism. By any measure, welfare fraud is actually very rare. But the myth is perpetuated, because it gives conservative politicians an excuse to police and criminalize people of color, who (in the US at least) require food stamps at disproportionate rates (though white people still receive food stamps more than any other racial group).

Think about what Stella’s statement says about her perspective on the humanity and worth of different groups of people. She’s hating on the idea of poor people receiving any more welfare (literally meaning health, happiness, well-being) than the amount the government has chosen to ration out. She says “welfare scammers,” but you can tell she’s also talking about welfare recipients in general. She’s suggesting that something that improves the life of a poor person or family doesn’t actually matter to society or to her—because that person or family is worthless, and not a significant part of society. Stella is a member of the upper class, and sees herself as entirely separate and fundamentally different from the sectors of working class and poor people.

Henry continues where Walter left off, defending tax evasion. He suggests that businesses are in the right to evade taxes, because the government is guilty of over-taxing them. (By the way, moving businesses abroad doesn’t just help evade taxes, it also often gives opportunities to pay workers less and exploit them more.) It is so ironic that Henry claims that taxes are resulting in his dad’s estate “struggling to make ends meet.” If you have an estate that you’re using to do business, you already have wayyy more than you need! You know who’s actually struggling to make end meet? The people receiving benefits.

I can understand why that’s the point when Simon laughs. Prompted by the teacher to share more, he points out that the very language used, tax evasion vs. welfare scam, is biased in favor of the rich. He points out the double standard whereby the poor are over-policed while the rich get away with cheating, harming, and breaking laws all the time (something that becomes a theme throughout the show, especially with August). To see who really “takes and gives nothing back,” check out this visual of the value of wage theft vs. burglary in the US. (And note that civil asset forfeiture, i.e. legal theft by police, also dwarfs burglary in the US.)

Simon mentions the deductions and subsidies provided by governments that value businesses over humans, and Henry gets rude and defensive. Henry doesn’t actually know how to defend his argument, which can’t stand up to Simon’s critique. And then Simon has his famous mic-drop moment: With a slight smirk and a side-eye towards Wille, he says, “Well, we all know who this country’s biggest welfare receivers are.” If I’m looking at it right, the Swedish government gives about SEK 143 million ($13.7 million USD) to the monarchy and all its trappings each year. This is less than many other European monarchies. Some might say that makes it ok. Why is the bar so low? Why do we excuse millions in public funds going to bankroll the extravagant lives of a family that already has millions in inherited wealth, when there are people who truly can’t make ends meet? Is the monarchy really “giving back” more than $13.7 million USD’s worth to the Swedish people? Is there really no better use of that money?

The most important point in Simon’s comment is the connection between the monarchy and the upper classes—especially the nobility. The positions of both the monarchy and the upper classes rest on no one questioning a system of inequality. All these rich people need us to accept that this is just the way things are: some people bask in riches while others starve; some people deserve millions in public funds, others are greedy for wanting more food stamps to feed their family.

Wille is a little stunned by Simon’s jab. We can tell, especially later at lunch, that Wille is intrigued by Simon’s bluntness, something Wille doesn’t experience in a lot of his interpersonal relationships. But he also appears to agree with Simon’s political point on some level. Remember that Wille has been attending public school so far in his life. I’m sure he’s familiar with the conservative talking points, but this class is probably the first time he’s heard them coming so strongly from his own classmates.

BONUS: Season 1, Episode 5: Presentation day

In episode 5, we get a scene of the same class, where the students appear to be doing group presentations on various topics of crime and punishment. If you’re busy pondering what happened to Alexander, you could easily miss the 10 seconds where Stella and Fredrika introduce their presentation. But these 10 seconds speak volumes. “Capital punishment,” says Fredrika, with a winning smile. Stella giggles as she says, “Yes, or no?” Fredrika confidently concludes: “We say yes.” Capital punishment, aka the death penalty, is when a government kills someone as punishment for a crime. It’s the ultimate case of “it’s not ok for ordinary people to do it, but it’s totally ok for the people and institutions in power to do it.” I won’t go into how the US has used capital punishment in racist and ableist ways, or how many cases of suspected or confirmed wrongful execution there have been. I think the main point of this short scene is to show the casual ruthlessness of these two teen girls. Their wealth and privilege has so warped their thinking that they can promote state-sanctioned killing with a giggle. The lives of regular people are not real or substantial to them, and deep down they know that no one they care about would ever be at risk of being sentenced to such a punishment, no matter what they were guilty of. (By the way, capital punishment was abolished in Sweden in 1973.)

Looking at the two ethics class scenes, we see that Young Royals portrays the upper-class students as living inside a bubble of privilege that allows them to dehumanize regular people. This causes both moral rot and intellectual laziness. It also causes a kind of ridiculous immaturity that’s both a little bit funny and a little bit sad.

#young royals #yr analysis #young royals analysis #prince wilhelm #simon eriksson

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thegreatstoryteller · 2 years

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The Great Shift: 4th of July

The Great Shift a lot of countries differently. However, nothing could dampen the experience of Americans celebrating their Independence Day! Whether they are born and raised in the USA or a first generation trying their hand at the land of the free, the American spirit persist even in the strangest of scenarios.

Mario (Long Island, New York)

I can’t fucking believe it! All my life I’d dreamed of stepping up to the plate and playing ball! My old man said I was too much of a fat ass to do much more than work for the family when I got older. Something about having more cannolis than brains! But look who is laughing now! I guess I should start over. My names Mario Anatolli. Born in Long Island just off the coast of New York for you out of towners, 19 years ago. My family has been here for a long time, and sorta got into organized crime real early. Most guys in my family end up working for some shithead or dead, but not me. I had bigger dreams. Traveling places, meeting people, and most of all baseball! I memorized player stats, trivia, and dreamed of playing in Yankee Stadium one day. Then out of no where the Great Shift happened.

I ended up swapping bodies with this guy out in Miami during Spring Training! He was on the Miami Dolphins or I guess I am now. Turns out a bunch of nobodies who don’t know how to play baseball kind of ruin a team. Except me! I was the most knowledgeable guy on the team with one hell of a body! I’m about 5 inches taller with abs now! Not to mention handsome as hell! I’ve got guys and girls lining up for my autograph and my number! I’ll be doing a homecoming to Yankee Stadium soon, hopefully have time to catch up with the folks! I hear dad’s now in some accountants body being bullied by mom who is this handsome bouncer now. Times sure are changing! Hope they’re proud of the man their boy became!

Do-yun (Los Angeles, California)

I have to admit. I wasn’t used to swimming before the Great Shift and now I can’t get enough of it. As a first generation Korean immigrant to the states, I have to say it was hard settling down into such a new environment. Not a lot of places to go where people looked like me, bits of open discrimination because of my basic behavior, and even outward hostility at times. But I made the best of what I could. I even founded a Korean American community center that helped teach people English! That’s where I met my wife and we were lucky to have two beautiful boys. My wife works as a nurse at the nearby hospital and my youngest just graduated high school about to attend Stanford! While my oldest was studying art abroad in Paris!

Then the great shift happened. Going from a father in his 40s to a 22 year old fitness influencer was another huge adjustment to say the least. Only this time all the changes were a lot easier this time around. People wanted my attention a lot more for pictures and asked if I could be in their Tik Toks. I’ve always been good at adapting so now I’m embracing my new social media life! My sons have shifted to guys closer to my own age and so has my wife! To our surprise we ended up in Los Angeles, where we are now living in what a lot of people are calling an Influencer House. I’m still picking up on the lingo for this younger generation. We’ve got a more interesting family dynamic for sure, but our family will learn to live with these changes and come out stronger together! Not to mention my wife is a lot more... active in her new male fitness vlogger form. I love this country.

Dakota - Cedar Rapids, Iowa

It’s so wild being this tall! I’ve always been a bit small, growing up in the less developed and more rural areas around Iowa. My family like to move around a lot as my dad worked some odd jobs here and there between some seasonal labor stuff, but he always managed to put food on the table. We come from a mixed background! My dad is Caucasian and Black, while my mom is part Native American and Mexican! My brothers and sisters all kinda look different with me as the youngest, being the smallest. I guess that’s what inspired me to work the way I did. Tried to make my way through college studying agriculture and managed to buy a small farm that I used to grow up near. I was really starting to make some good progress when the Great Shift happened.

I found myself in such a huge body! I’m 6′9 now! Apparently this Austrian bodybuilder is pretty big online, no pun intended! My new name was Ike and I couldn’t help but admire my massive frame as soon as I realized I wasn’t dreaming. Everything from my long strong arms to my powerful sturdy legs were just so enticing! Even my huge size 17 feet were just the absolute best! Anyway I digress. Turns out modeling, acting, and sponsorships are a good way to fund a farm and pay off your student debts! So I’ve been running multiple small gigs trying to capitalize off my good looks to save up for a good cause!

Luke - Ann Arbor, Michigan

I was an older soul, pulled out of retirement during The Great Shift. Former Army Medic, who thought his best days were behind me when the world began to spin and I found myself in this handsome young man. To go from an ailing man in your 70s to a fit male model of a man in his 30s is such a rush. Many thing don’t work like you expect them to at my age and now everything about my body felt... sensitive. Not to mention becoming a whole nother race is an experience in itself.

Unfortunately I didn’t have time to confront my personal surprise or shock. I realized I had been taken to a hospital in the midst of a world wide body swap. Countless people were coming in for days with injuries and illnesses that I hadn’t been trained on in years. But I did what I could. There was a severe lack of medical professionals in the area and I was people’s best bet at survival! I managed to reset dislocated shoulders, put broken arms in casts, and learned to do invasive surgery in a few days!

My most important job though was telling people about their new medical history and keeping them informed. A surprising amount of men in men’s body knew very little about healthcare outside of their immediate body. Teaching people about their new allergies, physical limitations, and even some who now could get pregnant or required abortions, all of it was a learning experience for me as much as them sometimes. I’m happy to be in good health right now and I’m lucky to be able to share what I know with the people who need it. I hope everyone has a safe Independence Day today! Cherish the body you’re in and use it well!

#thegreatshift #body swap #race change #racial change #4th of July

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catsofcalifornia · 3 months

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Pawnee from The Rescue House in Encinitas, California

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*** Pawnee is in a foster home. *** Black & white bicolor, short hair, neutered male, born approx. 9/11/20, #18651 Other cats: needs to be only cat Dogs: unknown Children: likely okay w/gentle kids Pawnee was found as a very small kitten in Iran by some cat-loving rescuers, and though he was safe and loved in his rotating foster homes, a permanent home just wasn't presenting itself. When there was an opportunity for him to come to the USA on a flight with some other animal rescues, Pawnee was on board, and local connections in our area then brought him into the Rescue House family. Pawnee is an adorable guy with a broad distinguished face and a cute little nose smudge. This friendly fellow is happy to meet new people and in his apartment-style foster home he would even run to the screen door to say hello to the neighbors as they came home from work! Pawnee spends a lot of his time lounging in arm's reach for petting, watching the birds on Kitty TV, or cuddling with his foster parent, though he will disappear when he feels the need for a hard-core nap-Pawnee prefers cozy hidden nooks for those. As he settles into a new place, he gets more playful, and enjoys long wand-type toys the most. He is very food-motivated, and it is at those times that Pawnee gets vocal: all previous meals conveniently forgotten, he focuses on the now... don't you know he's starving?! Once breakfast or dinner is sorted out, Pawnee is back to cuddling... he will make his forever family so very happy! Pawnee needs to be your solo kitty love. We don't know his thoughts on dogs though suspect he may be okay with less-energetic ones if given a proper introduction. While we have not observed Pawnee with children, his patient people-loving nature suggests he will welcome gentle love and care from all ages. Pawnee has traveled a long way to find his forever home, and he is hoping it is with YOU! While healthy, Pawnee has tested positive for Feline Immunodeficiency Virus (FIV). This is a type of virus that typically causes some weakening of a cat's immune system. It is a cat-only virus and cannot be spread through casual friendly contact between cats. FIV+ cats can and do live quite normal lives in quality, duration, and happiness. If a cat has previously been vaccinated for FIV, the kitty will test positive even if the virus is not present. A good informative website is FIVCats.com.

#cats #california #encinitas #adoption #adoptnotshop

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ms-moonlight-inn · 23 days

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Weekly Tag Wednesday Thursday!

thanks for the tag @energievie & @jrooc & @mybrainismelted y'all are adorable 😍🥰

Name: Cyn

Age: Ugh, I'm feeling ancient today.

Location: northern New England, USA

And now...

Latest music discovery: Really enjoying Holly Humbertone's newest album.

Latest movie: I think it was Oppenheimer, but I barely paid attention. I don't have the attention span for movies anymore.

Last TV show you finished: Finished? Oof, that's a tough one. I'm going to say Our Flag Means Death, but that's been cancelled. Of shows that I assume are urrently caught up on:

-Will Trent

-Good Omens

-Heartstopper

I'm kinda paying attention to The Rookie, but wifey has taken over the remote on that one & has been binging it without me.

Most recently started book: Current reads:

Most recent trip out of town: Most recently I drove to Vermont for brunch with @notherenewjersey & another fandom friend.

Most recent trip out of the country: Last year when I went to Quebec with wifey & my son.

Most recent gift you made yourself: 🫣 clothes & plants

Most recent gift you made to someone else: 🫣 Food for wifey & science equipment for my son.

Most recent text message you received: message, from local plant group looking for advice 😆

Most recent text message you sent: message to @notherenewjersey telling her I was sleepy

Last fic you read:

All the way through:

Just the last two chapters to remind myself of the gorgeous ending:

Last drink you had: water

Last thing you ate: chicken Caesar wrap

Latest piece of clothing you bought: work slacks

Latest piece of advice you received: "You should just block 'em."

Latest piece of advice you gave: "You should report that before it escalates & you get caught up."

Latest thing you promised yourself: Gawd, I promise myself so much shit. I think the last thing I promised was something about being kind to myself.

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Tagging @notherenewjersey & @stillbeatingheart & @sleepyfacetoughguy & @lingy910y with no pressure to play.

#tagged #tag game

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rabbitcruiser · 2 months

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National Crab Meat Day

National Crab Meat Day is celebrated on March 9 every year. This holiday celebrates the tasty goodness of crab meat and the delicious recipes that include this ingredient.

There is a large market for crab in America and an even larger market for imitation crab meat, which is used as a replacement for actual crab in many recipes. Imitation crab is preferred by a lot of people, but when it comes down to it, people love the soft, sweet flavor of crab meat, and nothing can replace the original.

Crabs are so popular because not only are they super delicious, but they are great for health too. And guess what? There are tons of ways in which a crab can be cooked. This means even if you don’t like one recipe, you can easily opt for another one that is more of your flavor. So grab your wallets, call a couple of friends, and get ready to celebrate National Crab Day with a crab-eating fest. We promise it will definitely be worth it.

History of National Crab Meat Day

National Crab Meat Day pays homage to the deliciousness of crab meat and its popularity across the country. People across the world love seafood— especially crabs. People, on the other hand, appear to be more concerned with the flavor of crabs and how delicious they are rather than the health benefits they give. Crabs, according to the study, are abundant in protein and contain high quantities of omega-3 fatty acids, vitamins B12, and selenium. Omega-3 and protein supplements are in high demand around the world because they play such an important part in keeping people healthy and fit. But the truth is that none of these supplements can compare to the real nutrition you’ll get from eating a crab.

Crabs are crustaceans found in all the oceans of the world. They are covered with a hard shell, known as an exoskeleton, and usually have two claws known as pincers. One of these pincers is usually larger than the other. The claws also have meat and are one of the most flavorful and meatiest parts of the crab.

Crabs were first consumed in ancient Rome by persons who lived near the sea or frequently went by sea. These individuals introduced the dishes to Britain and the trend of consuming lobster, crab, shellfish, etc. began to spread. In the mid-fifteenth century, crabs were boiled and eaten cold with vinegar. But it wasn’t until Victorian times that different dressings for crabs were created by cooks. Archeologists have also discovered that blue crabs were a vital source of food for Native Americans, Euro-American colonists, and African Americans. Crab remnants dating back to the 17th century were unearthed in Maryland, revealing this.

Some species of soft-shell crabs are eaten whole, including the shell, while with others only the legs and claws are edible. The roe or crab eggs are also a delicacy across the world, particularly in Southeast Asia. In America, Chesapeake Bay is the area where crab roe is primarily consumed.

Crab meat is known for its delicate, sweet flavor. So while there are recipes, particularly in Asia, where the meat is used in recipes that use a lot of spice, most American recipes for crab rely on the flavor of the meat itself. Alaskan crab, for instance, is cooked by boiling it with garlic and butter and not much else.

Crab is also a popular ingredient in American sushi, but because of the expense, most restaurants prefer to use imitation crab rather than actual crab since the flavor isn’t central to the experience in these recipes. When it comes to fishing and fisheries, crabs account for 20% of all the crustaceans caught, farmed, or consumed. They are eaten all over the world in many different preparations, recipes, and methods.

Crabs are so popular amongst health experts because they can help reduce blood clotting, prevent anemia by producing red blood cells, and most importantly, the delicacy can decrease the risk of dementia and Alzheimer’s disease. Of course, the benefits of crab were not so well-known till much later. In fact, crabs took a while to reach the U.S. food market.

National Crab Meat Day timeline

1891

The Creation

Thomas J. Murrey's book ”Cookery with a Chafing Dish” mentions a crab cake recipe.

1910

Singing Along

A 1910 poem, named “Summertown,” appreciates crab cakes.

1930s

Crab Fisheries Develop in Alaska

Japanese fishermen develop crab fisheries in Alaska and start bringing in small catches.

1939

Cooking It Up

Crosby Gaige makes the term popular in the New York World’s Fair Cookbook.

1950s

Crab Fisheries Become More Established

Having started in Alaska, the fisheries are now monitored and the catches are recorded in a more formal way.

1980s

A Decline in Crab Fisheries

Over time, the catches slow down, crab populations decline, and fisheries begin to shut down.

2000s

Crab Populations Recover

Although the populations can never go back to the same levels, crab populations in Alaska recover enough to allow for small fisheries.

National Crab Meat Day FAQs

Which state has the most crabs?

Maryland is the state with the most crabs in the country.

Why is crab fishing so dangerous?

Alaskan crab fishing is particularly dangerous because of the temperatures and the risk of hypothermia to the fishermen.

Can I eat crab every day?

Eating crabs on a daily basis can improve the zinc in your body.

National Crab Meat Day Activities

Cook some crab cakes: Nothing embodies America’s love for crab meat as much as crab cakes, so get your ingredients together and make some.

Eat crab at a local seafood restaurant: Head over to a seafood place known for their fresh catch and get yourself some delicious Alaskan crab served with the simplest ingredients.

Go crab fishing: Catching crabs in a pot is a time-honored way of fishing for them, so head over to Florida or Alaska and catch yourself some crabs.

5 Incredible Facts About Crabs

There are different grades of crab meat: In the U.S., the grades of crab meat depend on the size of the crab, and the location where the crab comes from.

Imitation crab was invented by the Japanese: Almost 800 years ago, the Japanese invented the technique of mincing fish, which is used to make imitation crab meat today.

Crab exports are a big deal: The total value of crab exports from America comes to over 250 million U.S. dollars.

Some fisheries declaw crabs: This controversial practice involves declawing crabs and putting them back in the water, and is justified because some species of crab can regrow their claws.

Crab meat is very healthy: Crab meat is low in fat and high in folate, niacin, and zinc, which are all necessary nutrients for the human body.

Why We Love National Crab Meat Day

We love crab meat: We love to eat crab meat because it is sweet and delicious. This day is a great excuse to eat all the crab we can.

It talks about the importance of consuming crabs: The day focuses on why crabs are so important to consume and the myriad health advantages they provide. Crabs are high in protein and have a high nutritional value.

Introduces different crab specialties: On this day, several crab specialties are brought to the forefront so that crab lovers have a variety of options.

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jfrank204 · 4 months

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FBI Flies - Bloodline detectives

12/28/2023. 10 00 p.m.

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The old man is a routine begger as he gets drunk and then walks the streets meeting pedestrians that need him in his court for some of their cash. For taking her pants 👖 down in Ohio/ back to the Angel 😇 💕 ❤️ ✨️ 😍 💖 😇 reese girl for that old man p2.

This 🎮 🥌 🏑 🎲 🎴 🏀 🎮 old man in the pictures above in the book he did with Jonathan Fred Rivera with the baby thing in the picture no matter what father steops up to tell you the truth that said to

Outside one night in the Midwest USA 🇺🇸 right outside his house that he killed Jonathan Fred Rivera, and all he wanted to do was get Angel home 🏡 to him for chirstmas. So the Commentator asks the old man if he would do that the old man replied yes. The old man told that Commentator all he wanted to do was get Angel 😇 🤧 😔 😪 😌 😢 😇, and her knew boyfriend Joseph ortiz from Lakewood New jersey 🇯🇪 together ❤�� to the best short stop in the world Association office 🏬 New York City to Jonathan Fred Rivera. For what said the Commentator to the old man the old man said for the I don't know.

#the bloodline #Spotify #star trak

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dreamcast641 · 9 months

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SCP OC: DMITRY VASILIJ MAKAROV

My boy is having a bio too finally! He is even older than claire when it comes to when I created him (2016) and he went through a lot as well. This bio will not be completely done either but otherwise I hope you like him as well. Please reminder that Dmitry is NOT a good character and It'll explain why while you read ----------------------------------------------------------------- GENERAL INFORMATIONS:

Full Name: Dmitry Vasilij Makarov Aliases/nicknames: None Age: 26-30 years old Gender: Male Pronouns: He/him Sexual orientation: Aromantic and Asexual (AroAce) Date of birth: august 3rd Place of birth: Unknown but it's somewhere in the USA Current residence: site 5c Nationality: American with slavic origins Spoken Languages: American English (main), Russian ( ONLY with his dad) , American sign language (ASL) and braille Affiliations/organizations: SCP foundation Occupation: Medical department operating as psychiatrist and researcher, specialized in oneirology. Works sometimes along with the omicron rho (the dream team) and ISD (internal security department) agent. -------------------------------------------------------------

APPEARANCE

BUILD: Skinny/slender

— Dmitry is a man of impressive height, he reaches almost two meters but unfortunately he is really thin and manages to hide it well thanks to the clothes he wears.

— Dmitry doesn't take much care of his image and his being very busy often distracts him from having a correct diet. He doesn't eat often and if he does he doesn't get enough protein. it is Claire who reminds him to eat, often making time to prepare his meals.

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SCARS: acid burn scar all over his right side of the face

— Dmitry has a large, visible burn scar on his face and the contrast with his naturally pale skin makes it stand out even more.

— it's been years since the incident, yet he still can't fully talk about it. too many bad memories are linked to his scar and he usually avoids mirrors so as not to see his reflection in them.

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VOICE: Cold and low

— Dmitry speaks slow, his voice seems monotonous

— His voice seems to have no soul. It is cold and emotionless. -------

EYES: Purple/pinkish and blinded

— His left eye looks purple, closer to a purplish while the right one completely destroyed by the acid.

— If before he had difficulty seeing, now he can be considered almost blind and his eyes are the reason he is learning braille. His right eye is completely destroyed by the acid, the iris is opaque and the sclera is red. The remaining eye of him is not the best, the iris transparent and the pinkish color is due to the blood vessels visible in the eye.

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FASHION: casual

— casual, doesn't really care for fashion.

— He just grabs the first thing he could find. He is in his office the whole day so no one really sees him. ----------------- More about his aspect: -Dmitry is 193 cm tall or 6'3ft -He suffers from albinism that make his skin completely pale and his hair, including eyebrows and eyelashes, white due to absence of melanin

FAVORITES -Color: Purple -Food: very salty fries -Drink: Black coffee -Song: Man on the moon (zella day) -Flower: Poppy and black Rhododendron -Hairstyle: Ponytail or messy bun ------------------ PHOBIAS : Atychiphobia is an intense fear of failure. It may cause you to put off or avoid any activity or scenario that has the potential for an unsuccessful outcome. Someone with this condition may be scared to try new things, take risks or embrace growth for fear of failure. Cynophobia is the overwhelming fear of dogs. ------------------------------------------------

PERSONALITY: -Moral alignment: Lawful evil -Myers-Briggs: INTJ POSITIVE TRAITS: -Smartass. To be a researcher of the foundation, one must also be intelligent and Dmitry certainly is and this is to his advantage in many areas, even when it comes to escaping from unpleasant situations. -Dedicated only to his job. So dedicated and passionate about his work that he almost forgets to eat. He loves his position as a psychiatrist, it's an area he's always had a fascination with. The human mind is so full of mysteries to him. -Great team with Claire when it's possible. The smart one and the one who gets her hands dirty. Overall the two make a good team together and are able to overcome to almost all challenges NEGATIVE TRAITS: -Empathy? What is that? Despite his work as a psychiatrist, Dmitry often finds himself not empathizing with the patient in front of him or with anyone else. -Aggressive and often cold. His personality and lack of trust in others has made him an empty shell. Most of the time he comes across as distant and very confrontational with everyone, even with who should be the people closest to him. -Manipulator...and gaslighter. Especially with his sister, Dmitry is very manipulative. He often invents scenarios that never happened just to make her feel bad about it for days. To say Claire feels bad about this is an understatement. -Silent treatment. If he's angry he doesn't say why and when he does he can be silent for days. It is a torture for the others. -Ambitious. Ambition is good but not when it comes to his own where he would do anything to achieve his goals. -Smarter and above everyone. His thinking that he could decieve everyone and everything would be his own demise at the end.

TRIVIA -He has a ball albino python named diablo. He feeds him frozen rats or the ones that the janitor gave him for the snake. -He still has morals and can't stand people doing harm towards children or animals. -NPD (narcissist personality disorder) -His office it's almost always dark as he can't stand the light. -He hates when people touch his hair. He loves them way too much to even cut them and, in fact, they are long af. -Dmitry is anomalous. -He is a psychic than can walk through other people's dreams. -He can replace memories thanks to that. -The SHRP would be the ones that kill him at the end. He stepped way too forward with his experiments and pissed the wrong people off. -Victor penz would be the one to kill him with a gunshot

SUMMARY OF HIS STORY (STILL NOT SO DONE)

Dmitry was the first of the two to be born within two minutes of his twin sister Claire. It is not known where they were born, only that their mother gave birth to them somewhere in the United States. Raised in the hostile environment of the foundation but with the loving care of their mother Mandy Ross, a former nurse in the US Navy. Their father? Locked in the same site where they were born, metal walls separating this potentially dangerous man due to the toxic, potentially lethal nature of his body. In the early years of their lives, the twins immediately reveal themselves as curious troublemakers, always looking for other children like them to socialize with and will end up bonding closely with one of them in particular: Ira Watts, whom they will consider for life as a brother. Mandy, for reasons still unknown to them, decides to leave them and the foundation to join the GOC, leaving the twins and the adoptive brother to look after themselves with claire being the main caretaker for them with the help of Maria, who Dmitry would get extremely affectionate to as she is the one to guide and assist him during his studies. As the three separates just when they reach their adolescency, Dmitry was sent for a few years to study medicine and later psychiatry at a different facility than the site where he was born. Unfortunately here, the foundation will learn of his anomaly and some experiments will begin that will cost him whole days. Unbeknownst to him, they'll make him sleep a lot to see what he can do in other people's dreams. Eventually, at the end of his studies, he will reunite with his sister and soon after the accident with his father will take place which will leave him permanently injured not only physically but also mentally. The gases that he will inhale thanks to the acid will cause him to go into a coma that will go on for a few days, where he will hear everything and especially what the doctors will say, realizing that he means nothing to the foundation. The experience will leave him completely changed, developing questionable behaviors to say the least, especially towards his sister and without any specific motivation other than that he considers her a good-for-nothing who hasn't lifted a finger to save him. Their relationship will be so ruined that it will no longer be repairable. later on the two were approached by a man from the Internal Security Department (ISD) who was determined to recruit them as they were loyal members of the foundation. The two naively accepted and it was that meeting and that assignment that led them to site 5c where they still reside nowdays.

SITE 5C STORY LINE

(coming soon)

#original character #original characters #scp ocs #scp mtf #scp oc art #scp foundation #scp #scp original character #scifi #oc biography

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teoparadise · 2 months

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˚₊‧꒰ა girlblogger questions ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

thank you so much for tagging me @deloreslisbon ♡

favourite song right now

michael jackson - the way you make me feel

tom jones - it’s not unusual

spectrum - how you satisfy me

obsession at the moment

priscilla (2023)

young coriolanus snow

men with beards

men in suits

celebrity crush

al pacino

tom blyth

paul mccartney

james franco

favourite drink

black coffee

iced caramel latte

beer

coca cola

favourite food

chocolate croissants

potato cooked in any sort of way

boiled eggs + cabbage

places i would like to live

verona, italy

new york, usa

paphos, cyprus

style

modern teen meets 60s

coquette, sometimes

hobbies

girlblogging

playing badminton

reading

favourite girlbloggers

@sailrrmoon

@tiaresky

@lavenderxbby

@chanel-and-cigs

@herinsidesonme

@lanasbows

@lennnaa2014

#tag game

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rinadragomir · 2 years

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Julie Plec and convenient diversity 🙃

Okay so when I found out they chose a British guy to play Dimitri I was a bit upset but in a super chill way cause 1)he looks fantastic 2) British accent kinda reminds me of Russian so I thought they not gonna have any problems with working on it.

Then my Tumblr friend made a post and I found out they erased that part of him. TV show Dimitri is not Russian anymore. I was kinda confused cause 1)then why would he have a Russian name👀 2)what about the fact that Rose spends the whole book in Russia, what about Roza, what about half of their jokes😟

BUT TODAY 🤡I FOUND OUT 🤡WHAT THAT PIECE OF HUMAN 🤡SAID ABOUT THAT CHANGE 🤡

Okay it's not a literal quote but it's almost it:

Dimitri is not Russian anymore, you'll be fine with it when you learn more about that amazing man playing his role.......It was important for us to convey the spirit of modernity, to show today's world with all the diversity of its cultural idiosyncrasies. Accent, origin and race do not matter because we are all part of the same community.

That clown living her clown life 🎪

Okay let's see

So she put 1) diversity is important, we all different and it's cool to show it AND 2)why diversity if we're the same person? 🥺 IN ONE FUCKING SENTENCE?!?!????!

Julie Plec literally said: OF COURSE diversity is important, we have Black Americans! Latins, Chinese guys...or not Chinese, I mean asian people = only Chinese right? And of course ...*whispers* I can't remember more..... um.....what? Turks? what is it? Turkey? Like ...Turkey on Thanksgiving day?🥺Yeah? Russian? Russia... sounds familiar where is it👀ugh nevermind some white dudes, they sound like British anyway

I forgot to mention I HAVE NOTHING AGAINST THE CAST they're babies and they do the best they can, their acting is the reason I watched that trailer✋they just do their job and do it perfect

I have BIG ISSUES with creators of this show

⚠️Before some of you start with your American "um bitch u know dat black people live in Turkey and British people live in Russia and Latin people live in Romania" I'll say: they definitely MIGHT live there, tho I've never seen anything like this in any of these countries (I live in one of them and I've been in two others

But after Dimitri being a British announcement, there's no way Rose is Turkish. No fucking way. No one actually cares about the diversity. Diversity is a thing ONLY when it comes to people who live in America.

When people from Turkey, Russia, Romania even slightly open their mouth EVERYONE SHUTS THEM UP with "um....white dudes talking again 😴we have Black and Asian people, others don't actually exist👁️👄👁️)

If you think that "WOW we have a cool beautiful black girl as a lead, finally some good fucking food, finally a WELL WRITTEN WOMAN OF COLOR"

no think again😍you really believe that a woman who thought "ugh....idk all of these Turkish and Russian....ugh language, traditions are so hard🥺" will MAKE AN EFFORT?! To write a proper black lead girl? Seriously? I have some news

If you look at the cast and think "we have a proper diverse cast! That's so great! Different cultures were so important in the books, I'm sure tv show creators will explore this topic even deeper" you're poor innocent silly soul, that's who you are.

👉🏻IT'S NOT ABOUT AN "AdApTaTiOn" IT'S ABOUT PEOPLE WHO HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THESE BOOKS AND THEY DON'T WANT TO, BUT THEIR LITTLE DAMAGE BRAINS CAN'T COME UP WITH THEIR OWN NEW UNIQUE STORY (and even when they can, it's so fucking bad, no one wants to watch it), SO THEY TAKE A POPULAR TITLE AND MAKE THEIR OWN SHIT PRETENDING IT'S ALL THE SAME CAUSE THEY DIDN'T CHANGE CHARACTERS NAMES. 👈🏻

And a little reminder how people look outside of England and the USA for my beloved Julie Plec and people saying "real diversity is here, who needs these white guys on the screen" (Turkish, Romanian, Russian)

#va #vampire academy #fuck julie plec #julie plecphobia #yesyes #anti julie plec #rose hathaway #dimitri belikov #lissa dragomir #christian ozera

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autisticarachnid · 9 months

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Introduction to me and my MCs

Hello there ! I decided it was about time to have a proper introductory post to my blog. My name’s Salem or Spider- feel free to call me either. I’m an autistic 21 year old from Florida, USA and I use they/them pronouns. Here on my blog you’ll find a lot of things; I’m mainly into Hogwarts Mystery and Taleblr, but you can also find posts about The Owl House, Puss In Boots: The Last Wish, Chucky, The Batman, ATLA/TLOK and horror movies. I draw a lot, so feel free to use the #my-art tag to explore that ! I also post a lot about my non-HPHM OCs, most of whom either fall into my Missing Children 2nd gen AU, or my California Rhode story.

I like HPHM, Taleblr, TOH, horror movies, reptiles, rock/metal/goth/punk music and drawing. Some of my favorite movies are The Spiderverse films, The Batman, Venom, Puss in Boots: The Last Wish, Kong: Skull Island and Jurassic Park. Some of my favorite artists are Nickelback, Delilah Bon, Babymetal, MARINA, Lady Gaga and BAND-MAID. Some of my favorite shows are Avatar The Last Airbender, The Legend of Korra, The Owl House, Chucky, Hannibal, Daredevil and Hawaii Five 0 (2010).

As for my fellow HPHM fans, the following is an introduction to my MCs and the characters in my friends and I’s HPHM AU. Some of the MCs below are not my own but belong to my friends, and I will distinguish them as such. If you would like to make your MC a friend to any of my MCs, feel free to send me an ask !

Salem Jordan: My first and main MC, Salem Jordan is a lesbian, agender metamorphmagus from Galway, Ireland. They moved to Dublin, Ireland at age 9. They were sorted into Hufflepuff, and they’re the half brother of our AU’s Jacob, Jacob Dyer. Salem ends up with Merula Snyde, and becomes a magizoologist at first, before eventually switching to become the new COMC professor after Hagrid’s retirement in 2011. They and Merula settle in Dublin and have three children together.

- Personality: Salem is an INFP-T, with a 2w1/4w5 enneagram. They’re a virgo sorted into Hufflepuff. Salem is kind, thoughtful, intelligent, creative, open-minded, stubborn, loyal, friendly, supportive, talkative and analytical. Salem is an autistic introvert, which may come as a surprise considering Salem is very talkative and excitable once they feel close to someone. Salem has autism and ADHD and uses they/them/xe pronouns, and they are always happy to make a new friend. Salem is a planner through and through, loving to plan fun activities and days out for their friends. When not in class, Salem spends most of their time hanging out with friends, listening to music or tending to the animals in the creature reserve. They identify with the punk/alternative/goth scene, usually dressing in very alternative/punk/gothic clothing. Salem especially loves befriending those who are into creatures, alternative/punk fashion or rock/metal/punk/goth music, and also have ADHD and/or autism. They get along best with those who also like talking about their interests and are unashamedly weird.

- Likes: Salem likes creatures, winter, cold weather, snow, punk music, alternative music, metal music, rock music, goth music, emo music, the color black, cats, reptiles, art, sculptures, sweet things, soda, history, rollercoasters and horror movies. Best classes are COMC, Charms and History of Magic, Closest friends are Rowan, Tonks, Badeea, Chiara and Barnaby.

- Dislikes: Salem dislikes hot weather, bullies, Snape, judgemental people, being judged, most food, steak, seafood, being touched suddenly or without permission, most sitcoms, being late and strobing lights. Worst class is Potions (but they don’t necessarily hate the subject itself, their dislike stems from Snape). They don’t usually get along well with overly loud/obnoxious people, or those who don’t respect personal/physical boundaries.

- Misc: Salem has Autism, ADHD, Clinical Depression, Social Anxiety Disorder, ARFID, anxiety and later on, PTSD. They are an insanely picky eater (it’s way easier for them to list off what they won’t eat than what they will eat), mainly due to sensory issues from their autism. They’re an atheist, but they don’t really care what religion someone is, as long as it’s not being used to harm others. Salem has a Horse animagus & patronus. Being a metamorphmagus, they always have their hair some bright color- but it’s also always incredibly short. Their hair never goes more than two inches below their chin. They’re a legilimens, but not a super powerful one. They have a number of physical tics, such as rolling their eyes a lot, twirling while walking and pausing randomly while talking. Salem is usually pretty anti-authority and leans towards being very individualistic.

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Thalia Dyer: Thalia Dyer is the main MC of the AU, and the full sister of Jacob Dyer. Thalia is a bisexual half-blood witch and an eighth veela, with her mother being from the famous pureblood Carraro family and the granddaughter of the famed and esteemed Lucia Carraro. Thalia is from Porthcawl, Wales, has three (full) siblings total (older brother Jacob, older sister Cassandra, little sister Rhian), and eventually becomes a famous quidditch player for the Wigtown Wanderers. Thalia ends up with Talbott Winger, settling with him in Edinburgh, Scotland along with their three children. She uses she/they pronouns.

- Personality: Thalia is an ENFP-T, with a 3w2 Enneagram with strong influences from types 7 and 8. She’s a Scorpio sorted into Gryffindor. Thalia is an extrovert with a very strong ‘hero’ personality. She is brave, daring, passionate, courageous and energetic, always feverently standing up for what she believes is right. This can lead to somewhat reckless and impulsive behavior, but Thalia puts others safety and justice above all, pursuing the just, moral path to the ends of the earth. They’re outgoing and very friendly, and love to make new friends. She’s energetic and active, preferring physical activities such as playing quidditch or exploring. She’s a go go go type of person, rarely sitting still or staying in one place. If she’s not doing something, she’ll find something. They’re steadfast and eternally loyal to their friends and their beliefs, and isn’t afraid to fight anyone. She has a cheerful air to her, and is often happy or good at making others laugh. They tend to get along best with other outgoing, energetic people. She loves befriending those also into quidditch, duelling and other exciting things, but they must have a strong moral compass as well.

- Likes: Thalia likes quidditch, fast paced things, action/horror movies, duelling, flying, birds, rock music, alternative music, the color red, leather or jean jackets, warm weather, cold weather, the season Fall, exciting things, cats, dogs, italian food, greek food, savory foods and rollercoasters. Best classes are DADA, Charms and Flying. Closest friends are Bill, Skye, Murphy, Charlie, Talbott and Tonks.

- Dislikes: Thalia dislikes bullies, potions class, Snape, immoral people, people who take advantage of others, freezing cold weather, boring things, super spicy foods, foods with a leathery or gooey texture, bland food and injustice. Worst classes are Potions and History of Magic. She does not get along well with selfish or obnoxious people, or those who insert themselves into others business. She can befriend people who are much slower paced and prefer staying indoors and reading/knitting/studying, but doesn’t usually.

- Misc: Thalia is an eighth veela, meaning she’s insanely attractive. She has Autism, ADHD, Anxiety and Clinical Depression, and develops PTSD after the fifth year vault. They identify as a demigirl in terms of gender, but most often just uses the term nonbinary. They also thoroughly enjoy putting their hair up and experimenting with hairstyles. They’re a considerably powerful legilimens. They become quidditch captain of the Gryffindor team from fifth year to seventh year, and has remained one of the better captains in the 20th century.

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Loki Colosa: My friend Rudy’s MC, Loki is a trans, bisexual polyamorous Welsh-Mexican werewolf with no relation to Jacob Dyer. Loki was born in Cardiff, Wales to a Mexican family, and came out as a trans woman shortly before her Hogwarts years. Loki is short with green hair and numerous scars, including on her face. She initially pursues a career as a dragonologist, before forming a punk-rock/metal band with Ismelda Murk and Merula Snyde in 1999. Loki ends up with both Jae Kim and Chiara Lobosca in a polyamorous relationship, and the three settle down in Cardiff, Wales with four children.

- Personality: Loki is an ENFP-A, with a 7w8 Enneagram. She’s a Pisces sorted into Slytherin. She’s quite a wild card in her personality, and is known to get into full on fist-fights without a second thought. She’s fiercely loyal and very protective, and is actually so fearsome that very few people, if any, will willingly fight her. However, Loki is also incredibly intelligent, extroverted, energetic, confident and street smart. She’s good with animals and is a great friend, eager to protect those she cares about. She likes to play insult or bicker with people, but simultaneously knows to not push someone’s boundaries (ex. she will play insult a friend unless they’re genuinely upset, at which point she will become much gentler). She’s chaotic and friendly and wild, but overall a very good friend and an incredibly strong, determined ally. She gets along great with other outgoing people, and those also into quidditch, dragons, punk music and punk fashion. She most often befriends those with a good sense of humor, a chaotic nature and ability to hold long conversations.

- Likes: Loki likes punk music, rock music, the color green, alternative music, punk fashion, stars, animals, raining, cooking, listening to birds, bird watching, hair dye, makeup, making fun of Ben Copper, DADA, quidditch, COMC, dragons, dangerous creatures and metal music. Best classes are DADA and COMC. Closest friends are Jae, Chiara, Tonks, Tulip and Bill.

- Dislikes: Loki dislikes hiking, long car rides, sand, crowds, chickens, ice, history, fishing, air planes, bowling, Ben Copper, history of magic class, boring things, stuck-up people and bigots. Worst classes are History of Magic and Astronomy. She does not get along with people who are in any way bigoted, stuck up, purposefully ignorant or blatantly hypocritical (and she will absolutely deck them in the face, too).

- Misc: Loki is a werewolf, and was bitten as a child. However, she doesn’t outright fear the moon; she somewhat embraces her werewolf identity, though she is afraid of hurting people unintentionally. She has the mindset of ‘I’m already a werewolf, I ought not to hate myself for something out of my control’. She has four younger half siblings- three muggles, and one a wizard. She plays the drums in her band.

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Samara Graham: Samara is my main slytherin MC and the paternal cousin of Jacob Dyer and Thalia Dyer. Samara was born in Aberdeen, Scotland to a neglectful, workaholic Scottish muggle father and doting, history-obsessed Welsh half-blood mother. When Samara was 7, her little brother Arran was born. Samara is genderfluid and uses they/she/he pronouns. Samara tends to keep to themself, usually helping out the curse squad in terms of research rather than going into the vaults. Samara is incredibly intelligent, being the top Slytherin student in his year, and frequently being one of the top performing students in the school overall. Samara ends up with Rowan (fem) and briefly works as an archivist before becoming the Transfigurations professor after McGonagall becomes headmistress. Samara has three children with Rowan and the two live in Hogsmeade.

- Personality: Samara is an INTJ-T, with a 5w6 Enneagram. They’re a Taurus sorted into Slytherin. Samara has a very naturally reserved, calm and collected personality. While Samara is shy, he doesn’t really dislike people; she just prefers to be on their own. Samara will happily hold a conversation with someone on any topic that interests them. Samara is also incredibly bookish, with a never-ending thirst for knowledge. Samara is almost always either studying or reading a book. They have a deep-seated interest in figuring out spells, and even ends up inventing a few of their own. While Samara is notably friendly and fair, she can be a tad overcritical- though, this criticism is almost always directed at himself and not others. Samara is always looking for new things to learn and new problems to solve, and rarely ever loses her cool or gets angry. Samara gets along best with those who are also intelligently-minded and like reading, music, nature and/or studying. He also often befriends those who understand his need for isolation sometimes and immediately respect it.

- Likes: Samara likes instrumental music, books, reading, libraries, rainy days, quiet, piano music, playing the piano, playing the violin, violin music, history, historical places, dark/muted colors, winter, gardens, cold weather, nature, storms, keeping busy, studying, academia fashion, solving things, sweaters, loose clothing, brown clothes and wandering. Best classes are History of Magic, Transfigurations and Charms. Closest friends are Rowan, Badeea, Chiara and Ismelda.

- Dislikes: Samara dislikes loud noises, hot weather, falling, overly sunny days, being bored, not being able to learn, obnoxious people, overly bright colors, blatant rudeness and flying. Worst class is Flying. They don’t usually get along well with loud and super lively people, but they can. He doesn’t get along at all with purposefully ignorant people, workaholics or those who cast others out without reason.

- Misc: Samara is generally emotionally distant, and can have a hard time expressing or admitting her emotions. They grew up with a neglectful, workaholic father who was never there and left their life permanently when Samara wasn’t even 15, and a mother who was genuinely caring, but often also away at work. Samara spent the first seven years of his life very alone, and so they learned to adapt to solitude. While Samara can definitely be emotional at times, they almost always have a careful, stoic façade up.

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Isla Lyall: Isla (Eye-luh) Lyall is one of Jacob and Thalia Dyer’s maternal cousins. Born to a pureblood, 1/4 veela mother and muggleborn father in Glasgow, Scotland, Isla is the younger of twin girls. Isla uses she/they pronouns and has curly, bright red hair and a personality to match. She’s one of the more involved figured in the vaults, and dreams of becoming a cursebreaker. She ends up with my friend’s MC Oliver Adams, and works as a cursebreaker for years before retiring early to work at Oliver’s bakery instead. She and Oliver end up with four children- triplet girls and a son- and continue to live happily in Dublin.

- Personality: Isla is an ESFP-A with a 7w6 enneagram. She’s a Gemini sorted into Ravenclaw. Isla has a very creative, driven and playful personality. She’s naturally quite intelligent, sharp, quick witted and resourceful, but she’s also outgoing, talkative and enthusiastic. They’re light on their feet and talented at quidditch, but she also is very talented at painting and sewing. They’re quite inventive too, often painting their own clothing and even making their own outfits at times. She’s adventurous, curious and energetic, and is always doing something. They’re a genuinely fun loving person with a good sense of humor and a slight mischievous streak- though not as much as their twin, Vera. Isla best gets along with those who are also talkative, adventurous, creative and/or good-humored. They tend to befriend those who are just as fun-loving as them, or just as into creating things.

- Likes: Isla likes stars, space, dogs, quidditch, astronomy, astrology, adventuring, exploring, duelling, gelato, playing quidditch, sweets, sewing, painting, art, diy-ing clothing, sweaters, being outdoors, sunny days, rainy days and baking. Best classes are Astronomy and Charms. Closest friends are Andre, Tulip, Tonks, Badeea and Murphy.

- Dislikes: Isla dislikes boring things, being bored, overly spicy food, bitter food, loud thunderstorms, obnoxious people, people who brag, judgmental people, people who don’t appreciate art, overly hot days and freezing weather. Worst class is Potions. They do not get along well with people who are slower-paced, don’t appreciate art or judge others.

- Misc: Isla is an eighth veela like her cousins, and is incredibly attractive as a result. She has ADHD and doesn’t use sexuality labels, but she is definitely not straight. She doesn’t appreciate being told what to do. She’s a seer along with her twin sister, but neither are very powerful.

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Vera Lyall: Vera Lyall is the older twin sister of Isla Lyall, and a maternal cousin of Thalia and Jacob Dyer. She was born to a pureblood, 1/4 veela mother and a muggleborn father in Glasgow, Scotland. She later gains a younger brother, Athan, and a younger sister, Evanthia. Vera mainly uses she/her pronouns, but likes to be occasionally referred to with they/them pronouns. She’s just as involved in the vaults as her twin, and while she initially wanted to become an auror, they ended up becoming a cursebreaker instead. She marries Badeea Ali and the two settle in Glasgow with their three children.

- Personality: Vera is an ESFP-A like her twin, but with a 3w2 enneagram. She’s a Gemini sorted into Gryffindor. Similar to her twin sister, Vera is considerably intelligent, sharp, quick-witted, outgoing, resourceful, energetic, adventurous and good-humored. She’s also skilled with her hands like Isla, often painting her clothes and making an outfit or two from scratch. She’s just as active, inventive and resourceful as well. However, the main difference is Vera is surprisingly sarcastic- she loves teasing her friends and pulling pranks. She’s the most sarcastic around Oliver, whom she’s best friends with and loves teasing and poking fun at. Vera gives off an air of classiness with her well styled fashion sense, white-blond hair and makeup, but she can also be quite brash and does not at all mind getting her hands (and clothes) dirty. She gets along best with others who are outgoing, active, adventurous and fun-loving. She also, of course, gets along great with those who share a love of mischief and pranks and can handle a bantering friendship with lots of joking and teasing.

- Likes: Vera likes the moon, dogs, quidditch, playing quidditch, being outdoors, exploring, moon clothing and decorations, keeping busy, duelling, sunny days, swimming, painting, sewing, diy-ing clothing, stylish clothes, small dogs, divination, greek food, gelato, pulling pranks and teasing Oliver. Best classes are Flying, Divination, DADA and Astronomy. Closest friends are Tulip, Tonks, Jae and Penny.

- Dislikes: Vera dislikes boring things, bullies, people who don’t appreciate art, having nothing to do, showy/braggy people, judgmental people, bitter food, freezing weather and overly hot days. Worst classes are Potions and History of Magic. She doesn’t get along well with slower-paced people, people who judge based on appearance and those who take things too seriously.

- Misc: Vera is an eighth veela, and is insanely attractive as a result. She identifies as a lesbian and has ADHD. She, like her twin, is a seer, but not a very powerful one. She is a big fan of teasing/bantering with friends, but only with certain ones who don’t mind or actually like such things. She has a very strong-headed, demanding side who won’t allow anyone to tell her what to do. She’s overall a person with a big presence.

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Fallon Byrne: Fallon Byrne is a muggleborn witch and the second youngest of seven children born to a French mother and Northern Irish father. She was born in Downpatrick, Northern Ireland on a property with a large yard that even connected to a small stream, and Fallon spent much of her childhood outside, always running around and playing with her siblings, even though most of her older siblings were several years older than her. She’s actually cishet and uses she/her pronouns. Her older siblings are Shane (13 years older and also a wizard), Lorraine (12 years older, but disowned her family), Élodie (9 years older), Aisling (7 years older), Juliet (4 years older) and Matthieu (2 years younger). She wanted to become an auror, but she actually quit just two years into the job once she realized how corrupt the justice system could be. She went on to work as a cursebreaker, and she married Diego Caplan, having three children with him.

- Personality: Fallon is an ENTP-A with a 7w8 Enneagram. She’s a Sagittarius sorted into Ravenclaw. Fallon is intelligent, sharp, quick witted, outgoing, talkative, friendly, stubborn, clever, confident, courageous, daring, adventurous, curious and bold. One of the more surprising aspects of her personality is that she’s insanely individualistic. She constantly challenges people and things around her: the rules, authority, traditions. She challenges the rules and norms a lot because she wants to get a better understanding of them and form her own opinion. She always seeks to be knowledgeable on several topics and such, and she absolutely will not let anyone tell her what to do or believe. She hates the idea of blindly following anything or blindly listening to anyone; she’s firmly of the belief that people should form their own opinions rather than listening to the authority telling them what to think. Her strong sense of individuality also ties in with her adventurous side- she likes to explore things, experience them for herself. She was actually friends with Tulip and Merula during their alliance, and that’s how she got into the cursed vaults in the first place. She, along with Tulip, ended up cutting ties with Merula when things went south, because Fallon does have a strong sense of morality- she defies the norms and expectations because she doesn’t believe they’re always right. She gets along best with those who are also highly individualistic, outspoken, outgoing, friendly, rebellious or adventurous. She most often befriends those with a similar love of either adventure or rulebreaking, and is drawn to those who also have ADHD.

- Likes: Fallon likes flying, being outdoors, skateboarding, roller skating, ice skating, striped shirts, adventuring, learning, DADA, quidditch, Enya, ABBA, upbeat music, dogs, duelling, irish music and french music. Best classes are DADA and Flying. Closest friends are Tulip, Diego, Tonks and Andre.

- Dislikes: Fallon dislikes overly hot or cold weather, the English (/hj), most classical music, overly spicy foods, bullies, judgmental people, authority figures, blind conformity, super bright clothing, stormy days and ignorant people. Worst classes are Potions and Astronomy. She doesn’t get along well with those who are narrow-minded, purposefully ignorant or judgemental. She also doesn’t usually get along well with those who are overly conforming or blindly follow the rules.

- Misc: Fallon is half Irish and half French. She’s also religiously and ethnically Jewish, and is very proud in her identity. She is somewhat of a nerd; while she reads a lot to become as knowledgeable as she can, she also hyperfixates on certain topics like music and skating. Whenever she’s not studying, reading or in class, she’s out with friends, skateboarding/rollerskating, or just looking for an adventure. she is not one to sit still, ever.

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Codi Nozawa: Codi Nozawa is a pureblood Japanese-Irish trans witch born and raised in Dublin, Ireland. Her father is William Nozawa, a Japanese man born and raised in Ireland, while her mother is Masaki Keneko, a Japanese witch born and raised in Japan. Codi has twin younger siblings: Keiji and Kenna, born in August 1977. Codi is a big fan of herbology and plants, and ends up becoming a herbologist and marries fellow MC, Amaryllis Ferrara. The two end up with a daughter and a son.

- Personality: Codi is an INFJ-T with a 5w6 enneagram. She’s a cancer sorted into Gryffindor. Codi is courageous, quiet, bookish, intelligent, observant, dutiful, polite, patient, practical, chivalrous and clever. She’s a bookish sort of person with a strong work ethic, and a strong moral code that pushes her to help others out whenever possible. She tends to keep to herself, but she’s by no means unfriendly; she loves talking about herbology and will go on about it for hours. She’s happy to be alone in a corner and to be surrounded by people all talking about herbs. She gets along best with those who are also introverted, autistic and/or share a love of herbology.

- Likes: Codi likes books, herbs, herbology, plants, reading, studying, gardening, cool weather, warm weather, rainy days, flowers, savory food, sweets, gyoza, curry rice, her parents cooking, libraries, quiet days, muted colors and sweaters. Best classes are Herbology and Charms. Closest friends are Liz and Badeea.

- Dislikes: Codi dislikes loud noises, crowded spaces, cramped/small spaces, hot weather, overly sunny days, divination class, super bright colors, neon colors, burnt food and rude people. She doesn’t get along well with overly boisterous people or those who boss people around.

- Misc: Codi is a trans asexual gray-romantic lesbian. She’s a really good cook and often cooks in her downtime; her favorite dishes are gyoza, curry rice, okonomoyaki, sukiyaki, katsudon, tonkatsu and taiyaki. She’s not related to any of the other MCs in any way. She becomes one of the Gryffindor prefects, and ends up becoming head girl as well.

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Amaryllis Ferrara: Amaryllis is a half-blood south asian witch and an only child to a single father. She was originally made by a friend, who has since transferred ownership to me. She was born in the small town of Lizard in the Cornwall region of England, at its southernmost point. Her father, Chadwick Ferrara, is a half blood wizard who has dedicated himself to Amaryllis and giving her the best life possible. She’s fond of potionmaking and ends up becoming a potioneer and marries fellow MC Codi Nozawa.

- Personality: Amaryllis is an ISFJ-T with a 9w1 enneagram. She’s a Pisces sorted into Gryffindor. Amaryllis is chivalrous, observant, friendly, helpful, pleasant, enthusiastic, idealistic, brave, cheerful, optimistic, hardworking, calm and open minded. Amaryllis is a generally cheerful and friendly person who likes talking to others and helping people out. They enjoy being around people despite their introverted nature, but she also just as much enjoys being in an empty room with a book in her hands. She often busies herself with a small project and is good with their hands. They get along best with those who are friendly but not boisterous, have a good sense of morality and are happy to both go out and do something and stay in for a movie.

- Likes: Amaryllis likes potions, reading, divinations, savory foods, nihari, meat dishes, rainy days, swimming, the ocean, quiet days, relaxing, sweaters, the color red, winter, spring and spending time with her father. Best classes are Potions and Divinations. Closest friends are Penny and Ben.

- Dislikes: Amaryllis dislikes hot weather, Snape, intolerant people, spice-less food, muggy/humid days, humidity, horror movies, her mother, judgmental people, being judged, being bored and having nothing to do. They don’t get along with people who are crass, snippy or judgemental.

- Misc: Amaryllis is South Asian- specifically Pakistani, Indian and Bangladeshi. She was largely raised by her Pakistani father and therefore is mostly in tune with that side of her heritage. She’s physically disabled and walks with a cane. She’s a gifted seer. They have the unique patronus of a Demiguise. They identify as a demigirl and a lesbian, and use she/they pronouns.

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Blair Clark: Blair is a trans witch born and raised in Edinburgh, Scotland. She has a younger sister, Maisie, and they’re both the half sisters to Jacob Dyer and therefore Thalia and Salem as well. Blair is fond of writing, and ends up becoming a journalist. She marries Tulip Karasu and the two settle in Edinburgh and have two sons. She was originally created by a friend but now belongs to me.

- Personality: Blair is an ESTJ-T with a 6w7 enneagram. She’s an aquarius sorted into Hufflepuff. Blair is kind, stubborn, loyal, clever, sarcastic, intelligent, enthusiastic, friendly, optimistic, caring, curious, sharp, cheerful and level headed. She has a bit of a sarcastic, teasing side with close friends. She’s generally a pretty honest and reliable person who’s happy to help others out. She’s extroverted but not overly outgoing; she’s happy to both spend one-on-one time with someone or be surrounded by people. She gets along best with those who are also generally friendly and chill-going, and especially gets along well with those who like writing and/or will banter along with her.

-Likes: Blair likes watching quidditch, writing, charms, muggle music, magical creatures, jokes, teasing friends, flying class, the color yellow, sweaters, cold days, winter, fall, coffee with milk, milkshakes, strawberry deserts, roasting marshmallows, baked goods, rainy days and sitting by the fireplace. Best classes are Charms and COMC. Closest friends are Tulip, Andre and Penny.

- Dislikes: Blair dislikes Snape, tea, making mistakes, most of her family, Filch, stuck up people, extreme weather, hot weather, muggy/humid days, humidity, super loud music, bright neon colors, strobing lights, gore, loud noises and people touching her without permission. Worst classes are Potions and History of Magic. She doesn’t get along well with people who are super boisterous, constantly draw attention to themselves or belittle others.

- Misc: Blair is a trans demi-lesbian. She can be quite naive and bottles up her emotions a lot. She has ODC, ADHD, anxiety and clinical depression. Blair cut contact with all of her grandparents (excluding her donor’s side) due to them all being very transphobic. She has a good relationship with her mom, but has a slightly more tense relationship with her father; he struggles a lot but does try, and their relationship improves quite a bit as Blair becomes older. She has a few tics caused by her ADHD.

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Danae Adhikari: Danae Adhikari is a half blood, Indian witch born and raised in England. At the age of 8, she was orphaned after her parents were attacked and killed while sleeping in their house. Danae had been staying with her aunt at the time, and was subsequently raised by her cousin. She is bisexual but generally uninterested in romance, and remains single her whole life. She ends up as an archivist in the Ministry.

- Personality: Danae is an ISTJ-T, with a 5w6 enneagram. She’s a virgo sorted into Slytherin. Danae is quiet, clever, stoic, intelligent, calm, level-headed, apathetic, reserved, independent, analytical, hard-working and responsible. Danae is autistic and struggles heavily with emotions- mainly, she hardly ever feels anything very strongly, or in-depth. This can make her come off as emotionless and uncaring, but she does genuinely like to help people and make an occasional friend. She is understandably, however, very socially inept and tends to stay by herself, as socializing doesn’t often end well for her. She gets along best with other autistic people most, but also tends to get along with other reserved and very introverted people.

- Likes: Danae likes long sleeves, cool weather, winter, snow, rainy days, stormy days, forests, quiet, libraries, dim/low-light places, loose clothes, tea, warm drinks, hot chocolate, sitting quietly with other people, reading, wandering, spicy food, dal tadka, samosas, spicy foods, savory food, cooking, neutral tones and coffee. Best classes are Charms and Transfigurations. Closest friend is Badeea.

- Dislikes: Danae dislikes hot weather, summer, sunny days, bright lights, loud noises, loud people, boisterous/obnoxious people, stale food, overly loud music, being disturbed, socializing, parties, slimy things, bright neon colors, strobe lights, being forced to do anything, being forced to socialize, divination and fighting. Worst classes are Divinations and DADA. She doesn’t get along well wiith super extroverted, loud, energetic or boisterous people.

- Misc: Danae has autism, depression and PTSD. As stated before, they struggle heavily with emotions and rarely feel much of anything. Because of this, Danae is not very emotionally intelligent, and bad at reading the room and recognizing emotions in others. This can make her come off as rude, uncaring or harsh, but she’s truly not; Danae does care for others and likes to help, she’s just naturally very reserved and tends to avoid socializing, due to her poor social skills. Danae is also naturally independent and used to doing things either by herself, or in a very small group, so she does not do well in crowds or with a lot of people.

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You Are The Enemy

The story is finally here! I hope you will all enjoy the brand new story, featuring Lloyd Hansen (who will be in The Gray Man movie in July)

A lot of work was put into this story.

Warning: This story contains mature content: Strong language, weapons, and smut. I'd recommend 18+ to read this story, but viewer discretion is advised.

If you find any grammar errors, please let me know.

I’m the last one. The last victim in this dark, dismal, fetid basement. It’s been days, possibly a week, and I still don’t know where I am. I don’t even know what time of day it is. Is it nightfall or daybreak? This place is pitch black that I can’t even see my own toes or hands – if I can look up to see my hands.

I am dangling in the air, as the ropes keep my hands and arms tied above me. I try to push my toes down to reach the floor, but it’s no use, and my skirt is sliding down my hips, which makes me regret choosing to wear a skirt. I knew I should have selected pants, but no, instead I decided to dress like a slut to fit in at the nightclub.

Oh, what a lot of good that did!

The other women who were in this basement with me though…I have heard their screams echo from the room above. I have heard them cry, begging for someone to stop torturing them, but then they would end up giving a blood curling scream. Then…I wouldn’t hear their voices again.

And I am next.

But I shouldn’t be afraid. I have been trained not to show fear to my enemies, but being the last woman left in this basement…I’ll admit, it does scare me.

The only voice I have heard in the room above me was a male voice. He integrated each woman. The men who dragged the women up the stairs, I recognized their voices because they have a French accent. The other male’s voice, however, is American.

But this male’s voice…it is deep, gruff, controlled and somewhat…I want to say seductive, but I shouldn’t. It’s also distinctive, like…like I have heard his voice before.

Why does this man’s voice sound familiar?

I swear I have heard that voice before…years ago…but could it be him? Last I heard, he was still in the USA, not in Europe.

I tug on the ropes for the umpteenth time, because I have to try and escape this place. So far, every time I’ve attempted to escape, two men would burst in here and take one of the women away. So since I am the only one left, I need to try and escape before I become the next victim and before Gentry realizes that I have been captured. I know I told him not to worry about me if I ever got caught, but I fear he will. He should be hiding in a warehouse I gave directions to as he needs to patch up his injuries and refuel on food, so I hope he doesn’t go out searching for me.

I turn my body around and lift one of my legs to see if I can rest my feet against a wall, and success! I find that I am not far from the wall, so I lift my legs, pressing my feet against the wall, and I yank at the ropes, attempting to free myself. I pull and pull, and my hands end up burning from the ropes chafing against my wrists, but I don’t care. I have to…I…just…need…to – YES! I finally free one of my hands from the ropes, so I just need to free my other hand, which won’t be too much of a problem. The ropes have loosened as well, so I free my other hand with barely any struggle.

I manage to stick the landing, but my feet ache as they touch the cold, wet floor. I step forward, and I almost trip, so I waddle my way toward the wall, leaning against it for balance. I start to walk, feeling for where the door is located in this dark room. As I move around, my hands land on something slimy and sticky. I don’t even want to know what I just touched, so I move along, feeling for the – AAAAH!!!

The door opens and I shield my arms over my face as the brightness burns my eyes.

Well, I guess I found the door.

“Oh look who freed herself from the ropes.” It’s the American voice. “So she can free herself from the ropes that were supposed to restrain her, huh?”

“Sorry boss, w- we – ”

BAM!

I jolt, still covering my face as I hear a gunshot go off. What the fuck just happened?

“Get him out of here. I don’t want to see his wimpy deceased face,” he orders.

I drop my arms and try to see the man who is speaking, but all I can see are blurry silhouettes. I narrow my eyes to try and see clearer, but it doesn’t necessarily help. I do, however, see two silhouettes standing in front of me.

“Guess we will be using something else to restrain you. Why are you standing around? Grab her.” I hear the American’s voice instruct, and I am hauled up by one man. I am led into what looks like a deserted room, but my vision is still blurry, and I end up seeing two of the same object. I blink rapidly to try and adjust my eyes to the brightness of the room.

“Put her here instead of there, and use this instead of ropes, as I suggested before.” I hear him vociferate.

The man holding me drags me forward and throws me into a hard, wooden chair, and he places my hands on each of the chair’s armrests. He then uses cable ties to bind my hands, keeping me in place.

Cable ties? Now I’m even more convinced that it has to be him.

My hands flail as I try to free myself, but the rope burns that are on my wrists start to flare up.

“You may leave.” I hear him say with a hard voice.

“But, boss…” I hear the man next to me mutter.

“Leave.” he barks, and the man scurries off, slamming the door behind him.

I wriggle my hands around in another attempt to try and free myself, but the cable ties start to cut into my skin.

“That won’t work. You know you cannot escape,” he says, but his voice is suddenly softer than it was just seconds ago. I look up to try and see his face, but the sun is shining on him.

“What? Don’t you recognize me?” he asks.

“I – I c-can’t…” I inhale, swallowing. “I can’t see your face.” I exhale.

“How about now?” he walks over to sit on a chair that is stationed by a round table, a couple of meters away from me, and finally, I see his face, but only just. I narrow my eyes to try and get a good look at him…but, no…it has to be him. I’m sure of it.

This man does resemble the same facial structure, but I can’t be sure. This man’s face is a rectangular shape, and his jawline and chiseled chin are structured to that of the man he reminds me of. His crewcut hair makes me think he likes to be in control – which I know he does – and the top of his hair is gelled back, or that could be the sun reflecting in the room.

I gaze lower and I notice…

“What the fuck is on your face?” I blurt unexpectedly, staring at the moustache on his face.

It has to be him – or maybe this man just looks like him?

He doesn’t answer me. Instead, he twirls his glass around, watching me intently. I blink a few times and finally, I can see more apparent, so I study his clothing attire, just to make sure this is who I think it is. He is wearing a dark blue bomber jacket, with a white shirt sticking out, and he is wearing cream color chino pants, along with black shoes. If it is him, then he hasn’t changed his style of clothing, although, I wish he did.

But if it is him, then why would he capture me? Wait! I think I know why I am here. I remember Gentry told me an American man was after him, and the man wants Gentry’s head on a platter.

So if it is him… then we have a history. A long history.

But...did he really kidnap me from the nightclub? Surely not, how could he have known I was there?

Argh! Maybe I was just taken by a bunch of traffickers, and I am overthinking this. Although, if it is him…well, shit, then I need to be more worried about him than a trafficker. With a trafficker, I could escape easily. With him, I know I will struggle.

His charisma will hold me back and then I will want to – NO! I cannot finish that thought!

“Are you just going to just sit there, or are you going to talk?” he asks, sipping his drink, and I instantly spot the signet ring on his pinkie finger. Hang on, I recognize that design – OH SHIT! IT IS HIM!

The style of clothing, the moustache, his facial structure, his moustache.

Good grief! He still looks so fucking sexy!

I gulp. “Lloyd? Lloyd Hansen?”

“What gave it away?” he tucks his chin slightly, giving me an enigmatic smile.

“The trash stache, and your perfect chiseled chin.” I bite my lower lip. I should not have said the last part.

“It’s good to see you too, Alissa.” Lloyd grins, showcasing his perfect teeth under that moustache of his. “I almost didn’t recognize you the other night, with the blue hair you sporting. It does, however, bring out your eyes though. I still don’t like that nose ring though. Now tell me, where is Gentry?”

“What?” I ask, astounded at his abrupt question.

“You heard me, loud and clear. Tell me,” he demands, taking the last sip of his drink.

“It’s good to see you too.” I mock.

“This is not the time for chitchat. Tell me where Gentry is hiding,” he demands.

Typical!

Lloyd Hansen, a man who hates chatting and just wants to get straight to the point.

I puff, rolling my eyes, and I turn my head away, looking around the room. I was right, this is an abandoned place. A tactic Lloyd likes to do, so no one will find him.

“Answer me,” Lloyd growls, but I ignore him and keep examining the room, looking for a way to escape this place. So far, there is only one door, and that door is where I was being kept.

So where the hell is the exit door? I know it’s opposite to where I was being held. I heard the door slam when the French man left.

Suddenly, I hear a chair hit the floor, making me jump, and I see Lloyd is right in front of me. I look into his eyes. Those enchanting blue eyes!

He sits down and as I look at him, I see the small mole on his cheek and his plump lips.

Shit! I’m getting distracted by his good looks. One of my weaknesses, and he knows it.

“Will you listen to me now?” Lloyd asks, his voice clipped.

I snort.

“Tell me where Gentry is hiding.”

“What makes you think I know who Gentry is?” I question.

“He is the one they call the Gray Man.”

I stare blankly at Lloyd. “Doesn’t ring a bell.”

Lloyd’s mouth twitches, but he replaces it with a smirk. “Do you really want to go down that road?”

I remain silent, staring at Lloyd, and I curl the side of my mouth upward.

“Fine. Like me, you worked for the CIA, but you gave up that job all for love. You are currently married to your husband for 5 years, who is residing in the USA.”

“Ex–husband.” I correct him.

“Oh? What happened? Did he find out you were cheating on him?” Lloyd simpers.

I clench my jaw, glaring at Lloyd.

“So I’m right?” Lloyd raises his one brow, giving me a slight close-lipped smile.

“For the record, he cheated on me first. I gave up on my marriage after I saw him fucking my friend, one year into our marriage.”

“Oh? I didn't know that. Anyway,” Lloyd waves his hand, “as I was saying, you flew here, to Europe, because you received a call from Gentry, he asked you to help him out. He knew you from the CIA, and he knew that he could trust you, hence why he asked for your help. Am I right so far?”

I remain silent, curling my lips up and tilting my head.

“I’ll take that as a yes. You also don’t want anyone in your family to know that you are in Europe, because it would put them in danger, as well as your ex-husband. Oh! And you have a thing for guns.” Lloyd snickers. “I would know, I was the one who found out when we fucked in that hotel.” he ends off with a sinister smile.

My smile fades.

SHIT! Does he still remember that night?

“So I am going to ask again, where is Gentry hiding? I know you were the last person he spoke to.”

“And how would you know?”

“Well, a few nights ago, I was told Gentry was visiting a nightclub. I was looking at the surveillance cameras and I thought, maybe, Gentry was talking to a random woman at the nightclub, but imagine my surprise when I saw it was you who was speaking to him. So don’t even try to deny that you haven’t spoken to Gentry. I have the surveillance footage showing you two speaking.”

“Oh well, then I guess you caught me,” I say nonchalantly.

“Tell me where Gentry is hiding.”

I puff, chuckling. “Like I am going to tell you anything.”

“Oh? So you’re not afraid if I tell you that there will be a bullet in your mother’s head in a few less than a minute?” Lloyd scowls, taking a phone out of his pocket.

My eyebrows bump together. “You’re bluffing.”

“Am I?” Lloyd acts surprised. “You realize you and I met in the USA, right? So you don’t think I have contacts in the USA?”

Shit, he isn’t bluffing, but I don’t utter a word. I cannot show Lloyd that I am scared.

“Tell me where I can locate Gentry.” Lloyd barks, but I ignore him.

“You know, I am getting sick of you refusing to answer my questions. Just like those other women. They knew nothing about Gentry’s whereabouts.”

I stifle a giggle. “That’s because they don’t know anything, you idiot.”

“What the fuck did you just call me?” Lloyd snaps.

I shrug my shoulders, laughing quietly.

Lloyd shakes his head. “Just tell me where Gentry is.”

“Or what? You are going to kill me?” I challenge.

Lloyd holds his hand up and balls it into a fist.

“Is that supposed to intimidate me?” I ask sarcastically, and I know Lloyd can hear the derision in my voice.

Lloyd lowers his fist and sighs deeply, and then, he laughs, amused. “Do you want to know what I did to those other women?” he simpers, his facial expression suddenly changing to a cruel smile on his face.

He stands up and walks over to the wall. He unlocks a door and – wait, there’s a door there?

Lloyd opens the door, and out tumbles…OH SHIT!

“WHAT THE SHIT?” I shriek as I look at all the women, lying motionless on the floor. The sight of them is disturbing. They all have blood-stained marks on the exact same areas on their bodies. There’s blood by their stomachs as well as blood oozing out of their mouths.

I look at Lloyd, who smiles gleefully. “You sick son of a bitch! What did those poor women do to you?”

“They were not co-operating,” Lloyd says bluntly. “Now, are you going to tell me where Gentry is, or do you want to end up like these women?” he clasps his hands together.

I swallow, looking at the perished women. Do I want to end up like them? No, but do I need to protect Gentry at all costs? Yes, even if that costs me my life.

My eyes dart back to Lloyd. “Bite me.” I spit, baring my teeth.

Lloyd arches a brow. “Alright.”

I frown slightly.

Lloyd walks over to me, sitting on the chair opposite me, and he leans forward. His face is so close to mine. He smirks and then I feel his nose on my neck. “You can’t tell me you haven’t missed this,” he whispers against my neck.

I close my eyes, parting my lips as I feel his tongue lick my neck. Oh shit! I am enjoying this!

His teeth graze my neck for a few seconds until, suddenly, he sinks his teeth into my skin, biting me hard.

“AH!” I scream.

Lloyd sits back. “Well you said I must bite you, so I did just that.” he licks his lips.

“You asshole.” I start to breathe heavily, nauseated, but yet…turned on by what Lloyd just did.

He’s the enemy! Fight the urge! He’s the enemy!

“Now tell me Gentry’s location. You know where he is hiding, so tell me.” Lloyd presses.

“I am not telling you anything, so you might as well kill me.” I retort.

Lloyd smiles cruelly, showing his perfect teeth. He titters and stands up. “Oh no, no. You’re not getting off that easy.”

I have to ask because I am curious. “Why?” I ask, straightening my back, but the sun catches my eyes, so I hunch my back slightly.

“Simple.” Lloyd turns and walks away from me. “You’re special.”

“Special?” I ask, genuinely curious.

“Yes, special,” Lloyd repeats, shutting the curtains, and the sunlight that was in the room vanishes, giving me a clearer vision of this enclosure.

“You see,” Lloyd continues as he walks over to the round table, “you and I have a history, you know Gentry’s location, and I cannot just kill you, and besides,” he smirks, “I find you oddly attractive.”

I open my mouth to object, but I cannot find the words, so I sit there, with my lips parted.

“If you were not my enemy, we would be doing all sorts of crazy shit together.” he chuckles.

“Like me choking you?” I deride, but I don’t think Lloyd took that sentence the way I wanted him to, because he broadens his smile.

“Oh! Is someone remembering what we used to do all those years ago? Us, in the hotel room, in my car, stripping naked. Me, having to bring a gun because you wanted me to –”

“Shut it.” I snarl.

“Don’t you miss those days? You’d sneak out of your house while your, now, ex-husband was asleep, and we’d meet and just have endless amounts of crazy –”

“Just shut up!” I snap, stomping my foot.

Lloyd’s humorous voice disappears, and he bares his teeth. “Well, moving on…” he turns to his side, facing the round table. “Do you want to know what I did to those women?” he picks up a gun and loads it.

“Shoot them?” I state the obvious.

“Don’t get cocky.” Lloyd warns, grabbing the cable ties before he walks back to me.

I roll my eyes and look at the women, but the sight of them makes my stomach churn, so I look to my right. I scan the wall to see if I can find a lock because that is where my escape route would be, but I cannot find the lock.

“I did shoot them,” Lloyd says, standing over me, “but I didn’t aim for their mouths first.” he says, and I hear the amusement in his voice is back. He bends his head and I can feel his breath on my face. “I went for a more…intimate part of their body.”

I gaze up at Lloyd, frowning in confusion, and he darts his eyes down. I lower my head to see where he is looking. Didn’t he shoot the women in their stomachs?

“I’m talking about here.” Lloyd points his gun right between my legs, and I flick my head up to him. I twirl my head to face the women and I take a closer look…did he shoot them below their stomachs? In that area?

I gape back up at Lloyd, who is smiling. “Why would you do that to them?” I ask, stupefied.

“They weren’t answering my questions.”

“You’re insane.”

“It’s called mixing pleasure with business, Sunshine.”

“It’s also called being a psycho.”

Lloyd clenches his jaw, clearly not impressed with what I just said.

Did I hit a nerve?

Lloyd places his gun behind him, in his pants. “I’m a psycho?” he sneers.

“A sick one at that.” I remark.

Lloyd nods his head, pulling his lips in. “You think I’m a psycho?” he eyes my body and licks his upper lip. “So you won’t mind if I…” In seconds, Lloyd is on his knees, and he cable ties my ankles to the chair legs, forcing my thighs to open, but I quickly hold them closed.

“Oh no, you don’t!” Lloyd grabs my thighs with both his hands, and he spreads my legs wide, making me moan.

Why…Why did that feel so damn good?

He’s the enemy! He’s the enemy!

“Look at me.” Lloyd orders, but I turn my head to the side, trying my damnedest to ignore him.

“I said look at me!” Lloyd grabs my hair and twists my head to look up at him. He smiles smugly. “Do you want a demonstration of what I did to those women?” he moves his arm around to retrieve his gun, and he slides his gun over my stomach, down to between my legs. I inhale sharply, opening my mouth.

Shit! He needs to stop this!

“Turns you on, doesn’t it?” Lloyd chuckles, still holding my hair.

The cold metal against my underwear, and the fact that it is loaded…why would it turn me on?

But, why is it turning me on? SHIT!

“Doesn’t it bring back memories of you and I? Where I would point a gun there and you’d be turned on by it?”

“No.” I say, but my voice is trembling.

“No? Odd, you used to beg for me to –”

“That was one time, and I told you I didn’t like it after you did it to me.”

“Oh? I don’t recall that, but anyway, moving on, when I did this to the other women, they begged for me to stop, but that was before I pulled the trigger.” Lloyd boasts. “So are you sure this isn’t turning you on, or –”

“No.” I say more firmly.

“Oh? Well, how about this?” he bends down, and suddenly, his lips smack right onto mine. This kiss though…it’s not a kiss of passion at all. It’s possession.

He is pressing his lips so hard on mine that I can feel his teeth on my lips. He drops his gun on the chair and hooks his finger in my underwear, and snaps it off me. I wriggle in the chair, but Lloyd doesn’t seem fazed at this as he places his finger right by my entrance, and I moan. Lloyd chuckles against my lips and then he slides his finger inside me, and I moan in absolute pleasure.

SHIT!

I try to pull away from Lloyd and close my legs, but Lloyd doesn’t let me. He does remove his finger to pick up his gun, placing it right at my entrance. I moan again.

Why am I getting turned on by this??? I didn’t like it when he did this to me before, so why am I getting turned on now?

Lloyd lets go of my hair, breaking our kiss and he licks his lips. “That was fucking hot! You got to be turned on now.”

“No,” I say, but my voice is not convincing enough, and Lloyd chuckles.

“Oh, well I am definitely doing that again, and just between you and me, I didn’t kiss those women. I just pulled the trigger. So again, you are special.” he gloats.

Before I can make a remark, he grabs my face and presses his lips against mine, and he pokes the gun against my skin, and I flush, arching my back. SHIT!

Lloyd snickers against my lips. He knows I am liking this, and I hate that I am liking this.

As Lloyd kisses me, he uses his lips to open my mouth so he can stick his tongue down my throat. This makes me squirm in my seat. I cannot take this anymore!

Before this make-out session can go any further, I use this opportunity to bite his lip, and I bite hard.

“ARGH! YOU BITCH!” Lloyd yells, breaking our kiss, and stepping a few feet back, his eyes wide.

I press my lips together, and I can taste Lloyd’s blood in my mouth.

“Why did you do that? I thought we were having fun?”

I pull my head back. “Ha! That has to be a joke.” I say in a low, resentful tone.

Lloyd bumps his eyebrows together, looking at me in bewilderment.

“Oh, is someone upset that I didn’t like him kissing me?” I jeer, snorting.

Lloyd bares his teeth and he stomps forward until he is towering over me, his eyes narrowing. “Do you want me to be rougher with you?”

“Go ahead and do it. I dare you.” I taunt.

Suddenly, in one swift blow, Lloyd strikes his gun across my face, along with his knuckles, which knocks the breath out of me.

Ouch!

“Didn’t expect that, did you?” Lloyd sneers.

I look at Lloyd and I don’t show him that I am in pain, so I curl my lips, giving him a toothy smile.

Lloyd strikes me again, which makes my mouth start to bleed internally.

“Now, you listen to me.” Lloyd snarls, grabbing my shirt and it glides up my body, past my stomach. “I am losing my patience with you. Tell me where Gentry is, or so help me I will put a bullet right through your pretty head.”

I continue to smile, not uttering a word.

Lloyd grabs my face with his fingers and his face is right in mine. “Tell me!” he spits in my mouth.

I can feel the blood trickling out of my mouth, so I spit right in his face.

Lloyd grunts, stepping back, my blood dripping from his forehead to his cheek. “What the fuck you bitch?”

I just smile at him, and Lloyd marches back to me, his eyes narrow with fury. “Tell me where Gentry is located!” he yells, pointing his gun right to my temple.

I gaze at Lloyd and I burst out laughing.

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