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angelsforthenight · 3 months

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BEYOND SALVAGE — ellie williams x fem!reader.

a catholic boarding school AU pt 1 🍓

pt 2 here!

you’re somebody that’s virtuous, staying in an all girls catholic boarding school. fallen victim to the vast fear of god, you try your hardest not to sin. however what happens when an embarrassing incident catches a certain rogue girl’s attention — who absolutely reeks of sin?

content: heavy religious talk, catholic, holy! reader, rebel!ellie, quiet!reader, player!ellie, ellie has piercings, ‘lil raunchy but no smut (yet heheh), v brief mention of drugs, v brief mention of porn.

a/n: this is a rewrite of a fic i did back in the summer! i had accidentally (and stupidly) deleted my account :,) let’s pray people see this.

having lived in a catholic boarding school for half of your life, it’s only natural you were heavily religious. the fear of god plagued you like a disease. you were nailed on following the Word, and earning a seat in heaven — not it’s roaring, fiery counterpart.

you were a good girl: always following the rules the sisters bestowed upon you. always deemed as pure, and untainted. you prayed every night without fail: knelt beside your bed, elbows against the mattress, hands clasped together.

you had always tried your hardest to stray away from sin. however, there’d be temptations, of course. for instance, that one time you caught a bunch of girls in your dorm giggling and squealing at a porno-magazine they had randomly found somewhere. you had accidentally caught a very brief glimpse at a woman flaunting her tits and you couldn’t quite put your finger on it, but it made you feel something. a needy little throb between your thighs. that night, consumed with guilt, you had prayed so hard that your head hurt.

oh, and if we’re talking about temptations? ELLIE WILLIAMS had to be the hardest one yet.

take the word sinful and ellie would come to mind. she was someone you had always tried your best to avoid. rebellious, brash and cocky. it was said she was forced here as punishment from her parents. she had always been hard to discipline: had piercings (spider bites and one on her right brow), always snuck out and was notorious for smuggling in drugs.

even though ellie was a pain, there was no way the nuns could expel her since her parents sponsored the school a generous amount. they had to resort to seeing ellie as someone they could “save.”

whenever she roamed the hallways, every girl would scramble to move out of her way. she was incredibly intimidating and got into fights whenever she wanted to — both with students AND the sisters. of course you wouldn’t want to mess with her.

there were also numerous rumours circling around about her. too many to count, but one stuck with you the most: that she gets it on with girls. hearing from your gossip-gripped friends that ellie had fucked a handful of girls in your school had surprised you. you were brutally naive, so preoccupied with seeming good in the eyes of the Lord that you weren’t aware that something like that could happen. this had only made you want to stay away from ellie even more.

you were quiet, so timid and meek that you believed yourself lucky to actually have friends. your quietness allowed ellie not to notice you, not even be aware of your existence despite you two being in a lot of the same classes. you didn’t mind — in fact, you were glad. relieved, even.

that is, until the school’s annual sports day.

it was a scorching hot day in the middle of june and many of the girls were excited. not particularly because of the sports but because every time, the neighbouring all boys school would join yours. a classic boys versus girls. you didn’t really care whether the boys were here or not, as opposed to your friends who were all bashful and red-faced. you found it understandable considering they’re sheltered away from them most of the time. bless them.

you and your friends were leaning against the fence of the tennis court. you were so hot that your t-shirt stuck to the small of your back, little baby hairs glued to your forehead. bored from all the boy-talk, your eyes decided to drift to a certain auburn-haired girl: manspreading on the bench right across from you. you wondered how a woman could sit so unladylike.

ellie was out of breath, probably from doing a running activity. there was visible sweat gleaming on the corner of her forehead and her cheeks were pink. god knows why, but you allowed yourself to prolong your stare. you watched as ellie grabbed her water bottle, gulping down desperate sips; some of the water spilling and dripping down her slender neck. you watched as the skin on her neck bobbed as she sipped, heard as she panted breathlessly like a dog. you felt the skin on your cheeks begin to prickle, and you suddenly found it hard to breathe. when her pale green eyes caught yours, you immediately looked away, turning your attention back to your friends. that was the first time you two had ever made eye contact.

a moment later, it was your group’s turn to play tennis. ellie remained perched on the bench, and as you waited in the queue to have a go on batting the ball, you happened to be quite near her. you tried your very best to play it cool. ellie paid no attention, spaced-out and obviously too lazy to participate in the activities.

there were also boys in the queue, right behind you, which had got your girls in a frenzy. one of your friends decided to push you against them. “oops” she would say before purposely bumping you towards them again and again. you were awkward and uncomfortable, but you had played it off and giggled, acting as if it was funny. at a point, she accidentally pushed you too hard which made you lose your balance; stumbling on your heel and falling backwards. right onto ellie’s lap. yep! her lap.

“woah?” ellie said, caught off guard. “oh shit. go. go!” your so-called friends murmured as they scrambled off, leaving you completely and utterly humiliated. you immediately bolted off her lap as you turned around to look at her.

“i’m really sorry. that was— i mean, my f-friends were…” you began to ramble, feeling your whole body turn hot. ellie’s lips cracked up into an amused grin.

“it’s chill. not very often you get a cute girl sitting on your lap for less than a second.” she chuckled. you blushed immensely, before rapidly nodding and speeding away.

if only your little innocent self knew how quick things would change…

a/n: hooked? read pt 2 here!

#ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie x fem reader #ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie smut #ellie williams smut #tlou2 #ellie tlou2 #ellie x y/n #the last of us #tlou fanfiction #tlou #lesbian

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trafalgarlawsfeathercoat · 1 month

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Survivor’s Guilt

based on some MESSED UP (i loved it) art i saw on here (like this and THIS that made me cry)

WC: 895

CW: death, suicidal thoughts, religious imagery (i HC law as a former catholic because of the nuns on Flevance idk)

Trafalgar D. Water Law learned very early on that everything and everyone he loved would eventually be ripped away from him, washed away like footprints in the sand by high tide.

He was born to live this checkered life, cursed by the middle initial forced upon him at birth. He had no choice, no say in the matter. They say the Clan of D were meant to bring the Dawn, to usher in a new age, but all Law wanted to bring about was some peace and quiet. Just for a single moment.

But that was apparently too much to ask for.

Law craved nothing more than the everlasting promise of death as he tripped over the still bodies of his friends and family, corpses piling up with every step he took, but he was urged on by a will not of his own. He had to keep going. He must keep going.

He trudged along reluctantly, day after day. Life wasn’t so cruel as to only deal him bad hands- no, they had the audacity to give him hope every once in a while. A light at the end of the tunnel before that tunnel caved in too.

Being saved by Cora-san, meeting Shachi, Penguin and Bepo on Swallow Island, forming the Heart Pirates, his tentative friendshi- alliance with Straw Hat and his crew. All these moments deluded him into believing that maybe, just maybe, he could dare to dream of a better life. A happy life, even.

Law didn’t have any lofty ambitions such as becoming King of the Pirates like his Worst Generation rivals, contrary to what others believed about him. What could a place called ‘Laughtale’ offer a man like him anyways? Up until recently, he lived for the singular purpose of fulfilling his savior’s wishes, but he couldn’t even do that right. For as many messes as he had to clean up for others, Law could argue he left behind more.

Left behind. The one thing he could count on being.

The hands that touched him all faded into a distant memory, specters that haunted him whenever he closed his eyes at night. They called out to him like a siren’s song, caressing his face as they asked why he wasn’t strong enough to save them. It was no wonder Law gave up on sleeping a long time ago.

He closed his eyes now, begging to the higher powers he no longer believed in to please, please, finally grant him this one mercy. Salty sea water flooded his lungs as his body lost all its’ capabilities, any energy he had left after facing Blackbeard sucked dry as he was dragged deeper below the surface. This was all his fault. Law should have known better than to have hope for the future, to have deluded himself into thinking things were finally going according to plan.

Damn that man in the Straw Hat for giving him something to believe in back in Wano. He should have known better. There was no God; that’s why the nuns of White Town were all dead.

In the depths of the murky water, faces began to appear behind his eyelids. The other school children, begging him to come with them to safety. His parents, love shining in their eyes as they reached out their hands. Lami, looking up at him with so much trust and adoration. Cora-san and his stupid, crooked smile.

‘Wait for me, I’m coming.’ Law thought as his body sunk lower and lower beneath the waves. He could finally go home, after all this time.

As the abyss called out to him, so did another voice.

“Captain! Captain, please! You can’t die!” It wailed.

Law was suddenly pulled back above the water, dragged by the collar of his shirt to safety. He wrenched his eyes shut even harder, refusing to open them and accept reality. He had been ready to rescind the borrowed time he’d been living on since Flevance if it meant never having to deal with the loss of his loved ones again. He coughed once, twice, expelling the foreign liquid from his body as a large paw pounded on his back repeatedly.

“Bepo.” Law groaned out miserably, recognizing the Mink’s cries anywhere.

“Bepo, we have to go back.” He pleaded pathetically, his desperation apparent. Law didn't have to open his eyes to know that they were the only ones here, wherever ‘here’ was. There was no use pretending to be strong anymore, for he no longer had a crew to be strong for.

“I’m not going back! Trust them, Captain!” The Polar Bear Mink refused Law’s orders outright.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his crew, it was that he didn’t trust the world. History was repeating itself as it always did.

Law threw himself backwards onto the sandy beach they’d washed up on, shrugging off Bepo’s attempts at comfort with more force than necessary. It was only a matter of time before he was dead too.

He should’ve known better than to let anyone in, to think for a second he could walk through life anything less than alone. He should have known better than to hope that this time, surely, he could be happy.

Once again, Trafalgar D. Water Law was alive while everyone around him faded into dust. After all, the weak don’t get to choose how they die, do they?

#a writes #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #bepo #heart pirates #i’m so sad #one piece fanfic #one piece fan fiction #the heart pirates are ALIVE #not coping #not clickbait #one piece #spoilers for ep 1093 #op 1093

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ashe-withane · 7 days

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lmao Buck was so excited about the prospect of Marisol being expelled from nun school

#911 abc #911 spoilers #evan buckley #eddie diaz

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maykitz · 1 year

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a while back i was reading an article about modern nunneries on some christian website and they were interviewing a mother superior (or whatever it's called) about some of the women whose process to join them as nuns she had overseen in her life; one of them she described as a 19 year old young woman, still a girl really, who had come from a broken and abusive home and was searching for safety and belonging, who was ill and insecure at first but then really started to blossom and heal, really detailed how much that girl transformed in just a few months and how well she fit and devoted herself to the others, and then she ended by saying she expelled that girl shortly before she reached 2 years because she could tell her heart was more deeply attached to their community than the faith. it's remarkable, this particular type of passionless austere cruelty that seems to be unique to nuns

#must be their traditional position in care work being able to deprive the vulnerable as they see fit #the humility and femininity they're supposed to embody vs the reality of metering out food and punishment to social inferiors #evangelical zeal but very sombre style #the result is so distinct

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nogoandbees · 2 years

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Ten Ways To Say "I Love You" | Neil Perry edition

First one shot of the serie. The gift isn´t mine.

Pairing: Neil Perry x Fem!Reader

Summary: Neil may never dare to say those words out loud, but he will take advantage of every situation to make you feel loved.

Word count: 950

N.A: Well, this was supposed to be a short one shot, but as I really enjoyed writing the first part I've decided to turn this story into a series. I don't really know when I will update the next part, but it will be soon so... stay tune!

This whole fanfic is dedicate to @mietlynn , thank you for all your love and support. I love you sis.

Next part here:

One

Little more than two months had passed since your arrival at Welton Academy. Of course, being the first and only girl to attend the school caused quite a stir, but things calmed down over time.

After being expelled from yor fourth school due to bad behaviour, your grandfather, Mr Nolan, decided that interning you in his own school would give you a lesson. Despite your mother's concern about leaving her little miss surrounded by teenage boys, your behaviour did improve.

Weeks passed and, although the idea of playing a prank on the teachers dangerously caught your attention, you were so immersed in your studies that you had no energy to plan any prank. You finally felt like you were learning useful things, and not the “how to be a lady” nonsense that the nuns tried to teach you in yor preveious schools.

However, what really changed the way you saw the school, were the friends you made there. By the second day you were joking around with Charlie and Meeks, and by the third day, Neil offered you to get into their study group. Not just that, you were proud to be a member of the second generation of dead poets.

Exams period was getting closer, but all of you considered club meetings more than sacred. You don´t really mind to sacrifice a few hours of sleep just to not fall behind on your studies after staying in the cave until late at night.

This particular night you had barely slept. All the poets were so fascinated in Byron's poetry that you all lost track of time. However, the thought of not handing over your trigonometry homework on time kept you awake until the sun began to peek over the horizon. When professor Hager said he would take a point from the final mark if anyone was late on his homeworks, he wasnt kidding.

When you finished the last exercise, you didn't even bother to get into bed. You waited a couple of minutes for the alarm clock to go off and sighed as you reached over it to turn off.

Through your window, you could see the path the dead poets took to go to the cave. A sleepily smile appeared your face at the thought of how quickly you had hit it off with the boys. Maybe, in other circumstances, a girl in a boys school would cause a hormone problem; being the head master´s granddaughter makes boor boys stay away.

Although most of the time you were grateful that it was so, your heart shivers every time Neil looked at you. You knew it was impossible for the boy to feel the same way about you; but you couldn't help but get butterflies in your stomach every time you heard him recite sonnets from Shakespeare, rehearse for his play, or just see him sitting in class with his glasses…

After a while, a bell pulled you out of your thoughts. Without being able to believe it, you grabbed the clock from your table, and with a gasp, you rushed towards the closet. You had wasted an hour rambling about Neil and the club, there were only a few minutes to get dressed and get to trigonometry class.

By running through the corridors and avoiding the rest of the stragglers, you managed to get to class before Mr Hager. You have never considered yourself a religious person, but the fact that the stricter and puntual teacher was five minutes late could be considered a divine miracle.

You sat at your place, behind Neil's, thanking any god in existence for his services. The boy turned to you smiling; he had the same dark circles under his eyes that you after the previous evening.

- For a moment I thought you wouldn't come. Did you stay awake after coming back from the meeting?

- It´s fine. I had to finish today's exercises, I've been up all night. I thought I was late, couldn't even get any breakfast.

As if waiting for a signal, your stomach growled for food. You hadn't realized how hungry you were until that moment.

Neil was about to say something when voices came down the hall. You both turned your gazes towards the door.

- Thank you for solving my doubts, sir.

- It is not necesarry to thank anything, Mr Dalton, but I still don't understand why you couldn't wait until we got to class to answer.

- I couldn't take another second without understanding the argument of complex numbers. I almost felt like I was going to faint!

Mr Hager came through the door followed by Charlie, who was still in the role of his concerned student. The chestnut had left full of numbers under his arm. Before sitting down on his seat, he looked up and winked at you mockingly.

As the teacher got the books ready to start class, Neil turned back to you.

- Are you sure you're okay, darling? It seems that you are going to fall asleep on top of the exercises at any moment -He asked raising an eyebrow

- These exercises worth more than my life right now. I wish I could have taken some coffee from the dining room. -Your stomach sounded again as if you were right.

Neil stifled a laugh as he shook his head in amusement. He casually reached down to pick up his backpack and pulled out a white, messed-up napkin and an apple.

- Sorry to disappoint you then. -He smiled as he placed the wrappers on your desk.

Curiously you unwrapped the napkin and you see a couple of toasts.

- I couldn't fit a coffee pot in my backpack.

~ End of the first chapter

#I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping And I Don't Regret It #dead poets society #neil perry #neil perry x reader #dead poets au #dead poets oneshot #neil perry fanfic #todd anderson #charlie dalton #knox overstreet #richard cameron #gerard pitts #steven meeks #welton academy #dps hcs #dps fandom #dps fanfiction #dead poets headcanons #dps

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skincareroutine · 7 days

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expelled from nun school cus they thought i served more cunt than god

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witchofthesouls · 5 months

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So, uh, this little memory just suddenly popped up out of no where and I figured it would serve as good(?) ‘world-building’ material.

So, when I was in my private all-girls Catholic high school (that’s how you know it’s going to be a good story) girls would soak their tampons with vodka to get drunk. Some where more successful than others, but some where also less fortunate when their near fatal encounter of alcohol poisoning and nasty-ass vaginal infections where known throughout school.

My question is; do cybertronians have a similar method of madness like the vodka tampons?

And my second question; did Cybertronian’s have their own version of an all girls catholic school? And if they do, what kind of crazy shit went on there?

I can tell you so much about the crazy shit that went on there; the illegal gambling ring, the bi-curious and lesbi-curious girls who were convinced that they liked/loved another girl and stalked the poor girl, some of the shady male teachers, the secret LGBTQ+ club (which was actually kind of wholesome and I was apart of), the bullying (sweet Jesus was there a lot of bullying and harassment), some nuns were Grade A+ assholes who would wack our hands with rulers and have affairs with some of the male teachers, and there’s was a…uh,…secret orgy/cunnilingus club too.

It was the nineties, what would you expect?

Oh wow. I heard of things in private, religious schools from a friend, but hot damn that's wild!

I did go to a religious university. They had a weekly chapel where classes were suspended and all students were required to attend. I did start a tiny alcohol ring in the dorms. Nothing nefarious or crazy binging, just enough in plastic bottles to use in cooking or sipping for a secret meat meal in the rooms. I came from a time when weed was still illegal, but damn I never thought it would prepare me for smuggling meats into a strictly vegetarian campus.

So going back to the questions:

Cybertronians do have alcoholic goodies for popular sex play. Unlike humans, their reproductive system is a closed loop circulatory-wise, and they don't need to worry about poisoning themselves. But for an experience similar to humans doing stupid things for that drunk-high is the equivalent of a wine enema into their afts. That's because their "asshole" is actually a medical port that has components connected to their pelvis structures; meaning, they can get off really well with that alcoholic enema. Yeah, you don't need to be an expert in alien biology to understand that pouring drugs into a hole that's connected to your nervous system can be a stupid bad idea.

Get ready for a lot of worldbuilding:

Education on Cybertronian is severely restricted to caste due to edicts based on Functionism where frame dictates function in society. Some city-states like Vos and Tarn get away with public schooling by citing it as a necessity component of their citizenship and to the benefit of Cybertron as a whole. Vos stylizes their system as a military academy since Seekers are typically slotted into such hierarchies and citizens are drafted into the Air Force during wartime; whereas Tarn is famous for its factories and mines. Sparkling armature is too fragile for the unstable environment, so keeps the workforce much more docile that the bits too big for the holds are kept away and provides leverage as a union-busting technique. Accidents happen.

There are the old traditions of apprenticeships and mentorships for mecha that catch the attention of a well-established professional. Each decade, the number dwindles as more fees are added such practices, such as "alt-mode exemption for education" and "Form Ed-98A-3432d: Exemption to mentor a student two castes below."

Higher education typically functions as private entities with very high-stakes testing. If a student fails to pass progress exams to move to the next module, then it's game over. There's no retakes or repeats or any sort of second chance. They're permanently expelled from completing education within the city-state.

Because of this, coercion is a common phenomenon, especially to snap up specific connections or talented individuals under the school's domains or their related patrons. Skill was the means of trade among the faculty and students as well as the ability to cultivate it. Money could be both everything and nothing within these facilities; it was as meaningful as the parties in agreement made it. This was a strange world compared to what was outside the walls as it blended all the castes and frames and cultures and reduced it to what a person could bring to a table via their own hands or their future. Make no mistake, it wasn't a utopia. It was a cutthroat arena with deep tensions that were mitigated by the faculty and student council as they all battle to polish diamonds from the rough, force people into cohorts, and seal alliances. If done right, a low-caste sponsered can be taken care of for the rest of their lives or die back on the streets with nothing.

Ratchet managed to get away with his old clinic doing illegal free services by utilizing this strange culture. The relationships he cultivated with his old mentor's ties into their own university as well as Ratchet’s own ties via teaching will cover his tracks and provide some funding as long as he takes in "chosen" medical apprentices to train in such conditions and documents the long-term effects of poverty at those sunless levels. Ratchet was only able to trace a few of his benefactors in his project, Senator Shockwave and Counciler Alpha Trion.

Because it was a different world with so much on and off the books, the really secretive clubs would be the "heretics" with worship to certain Primes, Titans, or Unicron, sex clubs that cater to xeno-related kinks, and those with dysmorphic frames, either by force or assigned (cold construction, lab-grown sentio metallico, or noncon frame overhaul), trying to find themselves without anything set on legal paperwork.

(Knockout took advantage of that.)

#ask #transformers #transformers prime #tfp #ratchet #cybertronian culture #cybertronian biology #maccadam #my thoughts #my writing #i like to think knock out was a flyer and switched to a car #all based on that comment from starscream about “self-respecting Decepticons” and purposely choosing

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phanfictioncatalogue · 5 months

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2023!Phan (2) Masterlist

part one

changes (ao3) - possumdnp

Summary: Dan reflects on how filming gaming videos feels different than it did five years ago.

Haunted Hearts (ao3) - Beelovejoy

Summary: Dan & Phil find that their apartment may be haunted.. In the midst of this they comfort each other while filming spooky week videos and trying to expell the unwanted ghosts from their home

Her / Awakening (ao3) - intoapuddle

Summary: Dan feels drunk on a feeling of awakening; sexual, but also something else, something unnamed.

In another life you still would've turned my head (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Dan comes across old black and white photos of two queer men messing around, one playing with the other's hair, just like he did in a recent video with Phil. He gets caught up in the emotions that he would have fallen in love with Phil in any universe. He crawls into Phil's lap and tells him exactly that.

perfect accident (ao3) - maestronomy

Summary: after dan and phil filmed the new gaming video about heart throb - and they realise they weren’t as secretive as they thought.

nun as good (ao3) - calvinahobbes

Summary: It’s so stupid and silly, and it’s just them in their messy kitchen, but Phil has been on edge ever since Dan first came into the kitchen in that outfit.

sister daniela (ao3) - idkspookystuff

Summary: “Are you gonna get changed?” Phil asks after Dan’s done stripping and Phil’s turned off the camera. Dan’s since put the whole ensemble back on, and caresses the cross hanging from his neck between his thumb and his forefinger as he considers.

“No." Phil’s hands suddenly feel very clammy, which is dangerous considering the fact that he’s holding their very expensive camera.

“Oh,” Phil answers.

the aftermath of the baking video

SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE COMFORT CONTENT (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Phil casually created an idea how to bring back the gaming channel, Dan stayed up too late writing a skit and now they've got to go pick up Dil's head.

To rise again, you must first acknowledge that you died.

The Revival Afterman (ao3) - cafephan

Summary: The gaming channel makes a comeback.

Wagon Wheel (ao3) - SylvesterLester

Summary: Is there enough room in Wagon Wheel for Phil's saloon and Sheriff Howell's city-slickin' ways?

when in fear, reach for phil (ao3) - maestronomy

Summary: it’s spooky week and dan finds himself needing to feel a sense of security when they play horror games. fortunately, phil’s right next to him.

#phanfictioncatalogue #phanfiction #phanfic #phan #masterlists #2023 #2023!phan #2023phan masterlist

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ancientorigins · 1 month

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Discover the hidden history of Beaumont Abbey, an archaeological marvel revealing 800 years of history in Indre-et-Loire, France. Find out what was left behind by the Benedictine nuns who lived there until they were finally expelled in 1780.

#Abbey #Medieval France #Excavation #Benedictine #Burials

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wettestnjaay · 1 year

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CRAVING HIS AND YOURS"

CHAPTER I. “MS. MONTGOMERY IS STEPPING HER GAME UP.”

THE NEW GIRL WEDNESDAY ADDAMS, isn’t the only one showing off but—HOW CAN WE FORGET ABOUT Y/N MONTGOMERY? A HIDDEN GIRL—KEEPING TO HERSELF, never willing to be notice until how, but why.. is it the new member of the school nevermore—or her wanting attention from more then one certain outcase.. OR IS IT, her best friend whose been “dead” and expelled from the school and wanting the same revenge he wanted or the felt of guiltiness.

📢-HEADS UP: reader is black chubby/curves,, hair is a mixture of reader natural hair color but turns white sometimes in the story from her visions/seer effects, at some point in the story the reader will have just short white hair with bangs but will style it (BRIADS/LOCS).

YELLOW TEXT- (—FLASHBACK/VISIONS

RED TEXT- (READER “SPEAKING”/‘THOUGHT’

PURPLE TEXT- (XAVIER “SPEAKING”/‘THOUGHT’

ORANGE TEXT - (AJAX “SPEAKING”/‘THOUGHT’

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XAVIER THORPE x

BLACK (🧏🏽‍♀️ ) VAMPIRE / HYBRID!SEER / ZOOLINGUALISM!READER (she/her)

x AJAX PETROPOLUS

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🚨WARNINGS: mentions of blood, murdering, mommy/daddy issues, descriptions of blood, death, vampires/werewolf’s, dominant/submissive, dangerous, school of monsters and outcase, heartbreaking, smut/sex, profanity, violence, nsfw, usage of drugs/alcohol, childhood trauma, bullying, gore, teenage behavior, love-triangle, ploy relationship, fighting, gun?, foul language, animal talking, usage of substances, kinives, mentions of cheating, cheating kinda, disappearance/kidnapping, the series WEDNESDAY topics, and frenemies.

(YOUR LAST NAME IS MONTGOMERY—IF YOU DONT LIKE IT ILL USE ‘Y/N L/N)

HONESTLY IM DEBATING IF THIS IS GONNA B A BIGGER PLOY-RELATIONSHIP W/ KENT, XAVIER + AJAX. k/x/j/reader

NEW TAGLIST | REQUEST | WATTPAD

JOIN THE TAGLIST.

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NEVERMORE—THE SCHOOL FULL OF OUTCASTS IN A TOWN WHO DOESNT EVEN LIKE THEM.., but whose to tell them to leave if they’re getting the most money for the town, right?

The news of a new student coming spread like a germ, quickly as possible,, apparently she was going to be with you and your roommate ENID SINCLAIR, new roommate.

Such fun right?

You were pretty much a ‘cool-kid’ friends with Bianca, Divina, Kent, Xavier and Ajax.

But nun of them were better then Rowan, your bestfriend,, you’ve been close sense be came to the school, he was shy and begging everyone for help but, due to the school full of out-cases nobody was really willing beside you, yourself.

You would call yourself “Queen B.” like Bianca does, that was pretty lame to you, it was over hype, you’d be the girl in her shadows the one who isn’t very noticeable.. a side character that was only shown in quick little snips of the film.

But you did gain all of the popularity as you and Rowan joined into the secret club, but that lasted for about a couple of week.. stop lying.

That lasted only about a week,, they wanted to kick Rowan out for a dumb reason which completely pissed you off, you ended up with hatred for all of them as you called them all, “stingy little assholes, who always has a problem with every little thing.”

But that paparazzi followed rumors were out that you stood up to Bianca and everyone just started coming up to you and speaking to you, congratulating you, smiling at you, and everything out of the box of normal at Nevermore.

It was scary to you, but from the ending of the club for you and Rowan wasn’t all that you’d receive.. your flashbacks, and visions was starting,, due to you being a hybrid your parents told you they’d come at some point in the school years, you never believed them tho.

Not until now,

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Well, today was a new day—a day where you won’t be as popular because there was a new student coming to school.

You’d woken up supper early to go with Rowan to the hidden club room,, quickly and quietly.

You had on your school uniform and to Rowan’s dorm knocking for him to answer.. which was a mistake, “Y/N Montgomery, how have you been?” Xavier asked asks you at the door as you just push him out the way and looked inside.

“Where is Rowan?” You turned right back at Xavier.

“I thought you came here for me.. I’m heart broken.” He started, as you watching him with a death stare, “If you didn’t anything to him, I’ll bite off all of your fingers, we gonna see whose gonna be dreaming now.”

He laughs as you leave the room slamming after, you knew the curfew was still on due to the time, but didn’t care you ran out of the building only to turn back inside after seeing something that looked hungry.. you felt your inner-hybrid energy coming in as you speed pass the mystery animal and wrapped your whiteish y/h/c locs into a messy-bun and took a bite into a rabbit ripping its head apart.

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You’d went to all of your classes early today,, and to honor the new student classes was ending quite faster then it normal does.

You were walking with Rowan in the quad in silence, you wanted to speak so badly but you feared that the wrong things were going to come out of your mouth, and he was going to be mad.

You looked at Rowan and let out a nervous breath you didn’t know you had until now, “So, Ro, I came to your dorm to come and get you last night but, you weren’t there at all.”

He just stood quiet, walking a little faster, “Look there’s the new girl.” he said pointing.

He’d pulled your arms as you heard sum simple words from Enid, “Although he crowns been slipping lately.,, She use to date our resident tortured artist, Xavier Thorpe..,But they broke up at the beginning of the semester… Reason unknown; but I think it’s because she was shown out by Y/N Montgomery,, our other roommate.”

You fell as you felt the grip of Rowan’s hands on yours and fell into someone as your vision was coming in,, your eyes turned WHITE.

—you’d seen Rowan in the hidden library, with this one book.. and a picture,, a drawing in the book of yourself, and a pigtail dark haired girl plus a pilgrim a very old and elderly one—

You opened your eyes to see Ajax Petropolus, holding you up, “Thank you,, but where is Rowan.” Ajax looked defeated.

He was one of the sweetest boys ever, you could never be mean to him, after you told the people in the secret club off, he quietly ran after you to see if you were okay, and if you felt like any of this was his fault.. which you didn’t.

You knew whose fault it was, Bianca’s and Xavier's,, nobody can miss out on that pair.

“Y/N.. I don’t think your okay,”

You continued to look around as you seen Enid walking closer to you, “Cover me please…Please Ajax.” He quickly nodded as it turn to Enid, and started speaking as you tryna to fix yourself.

While he was covering you were looking for Rowan in your smell of blood,, but that wasn’t working.. all you were smelling was sweet blood.. that smells so delicious you thought it was the air.

He’d turn from you and looked Enid dead in the eyes to get all of her attention, “Yo, Enid!, Your not gonna believe the dirt I heard about your new roommate..,She eats human flesh.. Totally chowed down on that kid she murdered,, you better watch your back.” He says all together with a dramatic, scare face

Enid moved to the side exposing the person you knew was standing right there, “Ajax, this is my roommate, Wednesday.. We’re looking for Y/N.. you know, Montgomery.” You revealed yourself, “Y/N Montgomery speaking?”

“This is our new roommate,” Enid started, “Wednesday, Wednesday Addams.”

“Y/N Montgomery.. what a pleasure to meet you,, Well, has a hybrid my duty calls.” You smiled walking away pulling Ajax with you,, as Enid voice sucked in.

“Y/N came from a family of Hybrids and Werewolves.. as a whole,, which is quite cool to me, but sad to her,, she’s the only hybrid here, and always has to choose to sit with the Vampire or the Werewolves.” She went on and on, “I think she doesn’t eat food, she’s hardly even seen in the quad.”

You and Ajax were in the corner next to the statue of the pilgrim was, with Ajax’s back to the wall and you’re in front of him.

He started rolling up his sleeves and exposing his wrist to you, “So, I’m your hybrid slash vampire duty?” He laughed.

You rolled your eyes as the smell had more flavor to it, ”May I.. please?” You whimpered staring into his eyes then at his wrist as the smell of his sweet blood filled up your nose more and more.

He just watched you, both of you staring into each others eyes, as he finally smiled and nodded slowly as both of your eyes never felt each other as you rosed up his wrist to your mouth exposing your sharp fangs and letting him sink into his neck.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you dropped down to your knees handling onto his hip and thigh for support,, trying to stay focus and not show out your submission side.. but his blood was soo good, so delicious so.. just so perfect for you.

You were enjoying it so much you didn’t even realize Xavier behind you guys looking in shocked.. you ignored it as Ajax eyes were still onto you and you looking back up to him with red eyes as you felt his hand brushing your locs and fingers twirling against them.

You’d seen he was slowly turning pale, so you rushed to your feet holding his arm up to your chess as you apologized several time,, “Sorry!—Oh my goodness, I’m sorry—sorry.. Ajax?”

Ajax just smiled and wiped your mouth with his thump, as you watched him closely and pulled out your tongue and let him place his thump onto it and started to suck it clean.

“Ajax.. Y/N??” Xavier called out at her seemed to be walking closer, you quickly released his thump from your mouth with a small ‘pop’ and dusted your uniform off before helping Ajax fix his pants and sleeves as you pulled his beanie down hiding his snakes who were trying to peek out at you, “Xavier, my dude!”

You groaned and smiled at Ajax before starting to walk off, “Well, Jaxie time is ticking,, gonna head back to my dorm before Ms. Thornhill gets there before me!”

He nodded as Xavier watching and looked at you in disbelief,, and upsetting.

——

You sped off in speed, towards you dorm where you heard all of the commotion from Wednesday and Enid, “This kitty got claws”

“You mean dog… This dog got claws?” You asked as Enid and Wednesday turned to you.

“Ion think this is divided equally.. giving off the racist vibe because i have the smallest part.”

“You a vampire, you don’t need a lot of room..” Wednesday stated which caused you to laugh, “Oh I know, it was a joke ask Enid.”

You walked to your coffin closet and changed into your oversized shirt from Rowan and a pair of shorts trying to get comfortable.. You’d heard voice outside of the room and you just knew who it was already.

You waited a while longer before coming out the closet, seeing her, Ms. Thornhill on a piece of tape that was apart of everyone’s space in the room, “Before I leave, I want to go over a few house rules..like,” You looked at Enid and then Wednesday and back at the red headed lady.

“Lights off at 10:00, no loud music, and no boys ever.” She spoke softly and harsh, Wednesday just was feeding into her, asking questions and all, “so please don’t go making any waves, or perpetuating any outcast stereotypes.”

You let out a loud puff of breath, “That means keep your claws to yourself, no smothering people in their sleep, and also no biting no mind-contorling and no talking to anyone’s pets getting them to do dumb things with them know.. Ms. Y/N Montgomery.”

“Goodnight, Ms. Thornhill.” You said as you threw the middle finger at her.

——

You’d had a dream.. a very odd dream of boys in the secret club,, but mainly Ajax and Xavier.. Or maybe it was just a vision.

You tried ignoring it and noting on from it to see for something better,, you tried to go on a walk early in the morning to relieve your stress but that wasn’t working, You’d came to call with Wednesday right next to your side, it shows that she really likes you, maybe because your kinda similar to her, but she tends to get along with you more then Enid.

You’d both walked into the fencing class with your different color fencing outfit on, hers black and yours a dark ruby red color.

You’d had your helmet on while Wednesday didn’t, he in front and you behind as the sound of y’all’s marching feet copied another.

There you spotted Rowan and Bianca, you could tell that was them, Rowan fell to the floor as quickly as you reached over to them and cried out, “Coach, Coach, she tripped me.”

“It was a clean strike, Rowan.” Coach replied to the boy on the floor.

You quickly pulled your mask off exposing your new hairstyle goddesses braids and pulling out a ponytail as your tied them up and pulling Rowan to his feet, “Why am I always stuck with the cry babies.”

The class laughed and Bianca joined in, “Maybe if you whined less and practiced more, you wouldn’t suck.” You rolled your eyes as Rowan jumped up from the mat and started to walk away, “Next time keep your mouth shut, when i say something I don’t back up.”

You started, “Only I can bully him, Ms. Wanna be added to everything.” You pitched your sword at your throat before exposing your fangs and red eyes.

Bianca let out a loud groan, “Seriously, Coach, when am I gonna get real competition?”

You laughed hearing her whine, “Anyone else want to challenge me?”

“I do.” Wednesday said from where she stood.

“Oh, you must be the psychopath they let in.”

“And, You must be the self-appointed Queen Bee…, Interesting thing about bees.. Pull out their stringers, and they drop dead.” the rest of the fencers let out a “ooh” as Bianca stood there embarrassing with a weak look.

“Rowan doesn’t need you to come to his defense.. He already had the Vampire oh wait, Hybrid, white and red eyed animal talking freak for that.” she started, adding on and on, “He’s not helpless, he’s lazy.”

“Are we doing this or not” Was all Wednesday asked while caused you to laugh even louder.

Bianca looked at you and scoffed, “Don’t even.. you not even gonna try and face me.”

“Ah,, your right but it looks like they let in competition for you today, but if Missy..wants to go against me aswell Coach if either of them wins would you aloud me and Wednesday to go against Bianca next,, 1v1v1?” You smirked as you seen the same look grew onto Wednesday face.

“I don’t think that’s fair.”

“I think it is, cause clearly yourself observe, and the best fencer in this class so, face and me her,, you already know I’m not good at this.”

That was a lie, you every good at this but whenever you got to the top you’d let someone knock you down because you didn’t want the attention the topper players received.

“Of course Lady Montgomery, now,, En garde.”

You stood on the opposite side of Rowan, you didn’t need to see the fight to know who was going to win, you just wanted to get a confession from Rowan right now.

You head was ringing as you sen the swords moving around repeatly and the grunting from both of them over and over.

You felt a presence behind you and you turned to see Xavier standing on side of you, tried to ignore him as you eyes turned white from the slight touch of him,

—Xavier and Ajax were talking once you’d left yesterday evening and were talking not talking fussing about something—

Was that something you..?

Forget it, Wednesday had tapped Bianca with the tip of her sword and scored a point just how you knew she would, you smirked and you clapped your hands for your newer friend.

“Point Wednesday.”

“One more Coach, just for fun.” You called out, he nodded as they fought again,, you knew Bianca was going to try hard this time, and you wanted to be a tie breaker.

This fight only too about 3ish minutes and Bianca scored, “The score is even.”

“That first point was clearly beginner’s luck.,, Let’s finish this”

“We’re gonna see about beginner’s luck,”

“For the final point, I would like to invoke military challenge..,No mask,, No tip.” the class “oohed” again, as Coach watched Wednesday as she moved closer to him.

“Winner draws first blood.”

You smirked and toyed with your fangs as she let her words come out her mouth, “Sound like you’re trying to feed me, Wenni.. I’m down for sun fresh bait”

Coach doesn’t make any facial expression, just a simple, “It’s your decision, Bianca.”

“Let’s see if you bleed in black and white.”

You sucked in the arm around you and the smell of Ajax blood.. you’d just now noticed he was in here with you, him and Xavier.. with the mixture of bitter and sweet blood combine you needed it and wanted them both.

Dropping you helmet on the floor and picking up the sword you had on the floor with you right and taking Xavier’s with your left and you added yourself into the fight, you used both of the sword to stop them both, you and wednesday attention was both set on Bianca,, you needed her to lose and she was going to no matter how hard it takes,

The four swords touching one and another back and forth, over and over on repeat you don’t know how long this was going to take but it was sure taking it precious time,

Bianca had gotten you on the floor and stumbled on your legs as you felt as if you were weak but as you hungry for blood grew more from the smell and image in your head you did a backflip until you were on your feet and and recovered very quickly and you grabbed ahold of the swords your drop before hand and watched closely as Wednesday and Bianca were going back and forth

You never exactly when to add yourself in, just as the sword swiped around Wednesday cheek you used both of your swords and marked Bianca with a mean scar of the letter M near her forehead and the side of her face which drew blood as well, just as she was about to say something you stopped her with those quick movements.

“‘Don’t even..’ you won against Wednesday but not against me.” You called out with your fangs showing,, from the sight of blood.

You heard a loud groan coming from her way again as you bowed down as the rest clapped for you and rushed out the class only to hear a or more then one pair of foot steps following closely behind you.

——

ANY MISTAKES OR MISSPELLS ARE MY FAULT JUST LET ME KNOW,

& IF YOU WANT IT TO JUST BE AJAX/XAVIER/READER LMK ORRR AJAX/KENT/XAVIER/READER

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Tumblr Post Compilation: A Masterpost

First of all, let me tell you what you're about to see.

This is a list of 118 "funny tumblr posts" taken from YouTube compilations in 2016. I tracked down all these posts on tumblr myself in Nov 2021. The post is broken up into two parts, and is available under the cut. Each of the links is named after a snippet from the actual post (effectively the "punchline"), and clicking on it brings up the full post, which you can reblog and interact with.

These posts are nostalgic to me because I watched these YouTube compilations before I came to tumblr. I recommend you scroll through these posts, as they bring up a form of humor that's rarely seen today which, I think, has almost been lost to time. Also, if you want to learn how to do this, there's some insight as to how I did this at the end of the post.

(This masterpost is a revision of this post, necessitated because the hyperlinks don't work anymore.)

1. outrageously angry man returning a lawnmower and it was our dad

2. Italian exchange student said “Look, the compressed horse.”

3. “im eminem!” “and I’m skittles?”

4. I JUST MISTOOK ANOTHER STUDENT FOR A TRASH CAN

5. he ate the reeses cup then stabbed himself with the epipen

6. “GODDAMMIT, MR. NOODLE.”

7. school on lockdown because someone put weed in the vents

8. Can’t cheat with those big ass galaxy phones

9. weirdly self-conscious about wiper blade speed

10. My brother told me not to slam the door and yell “Guess who’s home, motherfuckers”

11. drove by traffic camera 6 times thinking it was funny

12. drill sergeant made kid carry around potted plant to replace the oxygen he wasted

13. A list of things that do not offend people:

14. kid grabbed seagull out of air, all his friends were like “again tyrone?? really??”

15. “LOWERCASE LETTERS ARE FOR THE LOWER CLASS”

16. drunk man proposes to tree, gets rejected

17. “i’m on my way, the traffic is just slow, i’m coming” “mom i called the house phone”

18. a kid’s phone started siri, TEACHER STARTED EXPLAINING IT AGAIN

19. “watch my stuff” what if someone comes and actually tries to steal it

20. our goats think that now whenever they pee they get a treat

21. “it’s for your own good”, mom deleted the internet explorer icon from my desktop

22. a girl called me a lying slut because I was with her bf a lot. we’re siblings

23. I watched an old couple set off their car alarm and drive away… now that i think about it-

24. Rules to learning English: their our know rules

25. a kid got expelled for pretending to be russian for 8 months

26. a girl said she had two moms and a boy started crying, he said it wasn’t fair she had two

27. when a girl changes her clothes in front of you, she hasn’t spotted you in the tree yet

28. my mom is telling me “get a good job” but my heart is telling me “marry rich”

29. my parents split after they made me. i am a volcano. follow for more geological humour

30. I’m saying “excuse me” but I really mean “why the fu-”

31. nun goes “I’m allowed to look at the menu I just can’t order”

32. Hospitals are so weird

33. handed their BLIND SON a menu and he’s like “ah… thank you… I’ll just… read this”

34. on April Fool’s his mom called to say she was in labour, dad laughed and hung up on her

35. “why do I fear bears? because Chester Zoo is 30 miles away and bears can smell fear”

36. dropped her ipad but held tight to her pizza

37. her parents faked a british accent in front of her until she was 7

38. really religious girl who told people off if they swore, gets sworn at

39. he took her to the supermarket to watch the lobsters fighting in the lobster tank

40. so i was the official shia labeouf myspace but i was in fact a 12 yr old canadian kid

41. subway thief told suitcase has “a bunch of laptops” ends up stealing a dead dog

42. “I guess working in fast food just wasn’t my cup of tea”

43. I waited until the professor handed back the papers and angrily asked where mine was

44. so i started trying to kill classmates with my mind

45. my favorite thing is ask 14/15 year old kids on dates if they want a kids menu

46. I blacked out in Disney World, woke up with Mickey Mouse putting a cold towel on me

47. “wanna date me? yes: smile no: backflip” and she did a backflip

48. “do you wanna kiss” “excuse me” he pulled out a bag of hershey’s kisses

49. when beyoncé asked all the single ladies to put their hands up I looked at my bf and

50. 7th grade, his world of warcraft friends threw him a virtual birthday party

51. “she’s the bro and y’all bitches are the hoes”

#exit talks #tumblr culture

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crazyintheeast · 1 year

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My theory for Season 3 of Warrior Nun(we better get a S3 Netflix!!!)

We open the season to Beatrice on the beach. She is surfing and seems to be trying to have a good time and live her life as Ava wanted but as she sits on the beach she can't help but read Ava's letter over and over again clearly missing her. Sensing something she grabs her knife only to see it start to glow and she turns around she sees....yup it's Ava in tattered clothes and clearly in rough shape as she collapses right in front of Beatrice We move on to Beatrice nursing Ava to health in her grand mansion and we find out that Ava has no memory of anything that has happened. The last thing she remembers is telling Beatrice she loved her They get together back with the OCS and Salvius to try and find out what happened to Ava and that's when.....a second Ava with the same abilities Lilith has appears and kicks all their asses . She takes Beatrice and threatens to kill her unless Ava returns what she stole to Rhea. We get a dramatic moment where Ava is ready to rip the Halo out of herself to save Beatrice while Bea is about to do something stupid to prevent Ava from sacrificing herself yet again when Evil Ava says ....that she doesn't care about the Halo. She demands the Seed that Ava stole Using the distraction Salvius activates the prototype science device she designed to counter Lilith and her teleportation and manages to expel Evil Ava. Brainstorming time . Salvius tells them that Michael that a part of someone who has crossed over the other side always stays there and that Rhea has likely used this part to create Evil Ava and that more may follow. Meanwhile Camila and Yasmin determine that Ava must have stolen a seed from the Tree of Life And adventure time. Trying to backtrack Ava's movements and figure out where she hid the seed. Lots of riddles and beautiful scenary, lots of adorable Ava and Beatrice moments. Fights with evil Ava and newly appared evil Michael and evil Lilith. Salvius developing newly minited divnium alloys arming the nuns with better weapons. The Evil Dooplegangers revealing a frightening ablity to summon Tarask's and keep them for much longer then normal Finally we find the seed which now bloomed into full on Tree of Life full of apples. All the OCS is stationed go guard it and we get the big reveal. The Halo is sentient and it was the one who stole the seed and saved Ava. And then the big moment. Ava takes a bite out of the apple and then....all the apples turn into pure light and enter each OCS nun turning into...Halos. Every Sister Warrior is now a Warrior Nun and just in for the Doppelgangers and their army of Tarask's to appear. The first Battle of the Celstial War has begun And after credit scene of the post battle in Beatrice Mansion. Ava is talking about how they won but they must be ready for the next step battle when Beatrice stops and say " Tommorow we will plan but tonigt I have to teach you how to dance. A promise is a promise. And they both use heir halos to levitate and dance in the sky. And of course the last scene is of Beatrice saying "In this life"

#warrior nun #avatrice

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klvm0nn · 9 months

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can you tell us more about the monastery au :O

“You’re asking me about my AUs??? I’VE WAITED YEARS FOR SOMEONE TO ASK ME ABOUT MY AUS!!!!!!!”

Honestly…I’m so honored and grateful for your interest!!!! Like thank you so much

TW! Mention of SA, violence and other Billy’s stuff. AND ALSO PLEASE CHECK ALT FOR TRANSLATION

I also want to apologize if my English negotiation skills are unsatisfying, I’m not a native speaker-

So, as I said earlier, my au is about Billy not being broken into a sorority house, but into a monastery. Although I changed his backstory and gave him certain motivation for killing girls, I tried to keep Billy’s personality and character cuz these funny things are the reason why we love him!:)

Backstory!

You know…Simping over a bastard who sexually assaulted his own little sister is kinda dubious if we talk about the 1974 black Christmas and the sister-daughter story is too nasty, speaking of the remake, so…

In my AU Billy is raised in a strict, religious and kinda poor family, as all the money go to the church. He is raised by his mother and a stepfather, who is actually guilty for the religious fanaticism in his family. Poor Billy was also molested as a child and teenager by saint fathers (i hope i called them right cuz I literally have no idea what name do they have…)

These conditions formed three things in Billy: love for rock and rebellion, hatred for religion and sociopathy.

Here’s a little chibi art I made a month ago for article, where I explained my setting’s lore! The article is in Russian tho, so unfortunately I can’t show it to you. CHECK ALT!!!

So, remember that part from remake where Billy was in asylum? The same thing happens here too, but why he got in there?

When Billy’s mother got pregnant by his stepfather, Billy was terrified. He really loved with all his heart the little tiny girl who was ready to see the world. The problem is, the world was too cruel. He didn’t want her to be molested, he didn’t want her to be pressured by strict rules of religion. So, one day, he made an attempt on the life of his stepfather. In any case, unsuccessful. He survived and Billy was sent to the asylum, from where he later escaped. After the runaway, Billy found his new home in the attic in one of the most big Canadian monastery.

With wounds on his heart from the duplicity of religions, since then he has taken revenge on the hypocritical nuns. He sent threats, made obscene calls, did nasty things, and even killed with impunity, until one day he was caught by a nun.

Who’s that girl?

The second main character! Her name is Martyr Efsevís! But everyone prefers call her Martha, as she’s not a martyr at all.

A long time ago, a nun lived in this monastery. One day an incubus came to her and defiled her. She bore him a child, who was Martha. This nun was expelled, but Marta herself was left in the monastery for education, as they wanted to raise a pious nun from her. Fun fact! Her color palette only contains black and white, these are her natural colors: white skin, black hair.

When she found out about Billy…She was charmed. Billy’s actions, manners, presence…Everything about him seemed like another world to her. She really wanted him to show her the world of darkness. The world that best suits her true nature. That's why she won’t tell anyone about him.

He was still worried and annoyed by her tho- their relationship will develop, but now he just hates her.

OOF. FINALLY.

It was really fun, but complicated. Hope I could handle the challenge to tell about them properly. I still a little bit worried cuz I think my description of Martha shows her like a Gacha demonic Mary Sue, BUT SHES NOT LIKE THAT I SWEAR😭😭😭 I’m also planning adding more side characters, so I’ll keep you in touch!

I ALSO REALLY WANT TO APOLOGIZE IF THIS POST IS TOO BIG!!! Still hope you enjoyed reading about these dummies! Love y’all❤️

#billy lenz #black christmas #black christmas 1974 #art #artwork #Black Christmas au #yippie someone is interested in my dummies #I’m so happy happy happy:3 #attica

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lucreziaq2001 · 3 months

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•TV show: "Criminal minds".

•Content warnings: Mentions of a woman being referred to as "uncontrollable and evil" because of her behavior as a teenager, her having had a tough childhood, her having been expelled from school because she had hurt one of her classmates (who had insulted her) with a rock, her having a bad temper, mentions of hitting and murder, the woman I mentioned hiding everything about Saint Bridget's from the police, mentions of a 36-hours labor with no pain meds, her saying she never looked for the son she gave birth too in that institute to keep him a secret and also because it was hard to cope at Saint Bridget's and most of the girls just tried to think of themselves, and her suggesting that her friend's boyfriend was the person who killed her.

•I apologise if adult Emily seems out of character too, but this is what I needed her to be like for the story.

•I made up the name of the girl teenage Emily attacked at school. I wanted to give her a name, so I just picked one.

•Some of the lines are almost the same that are in a scene of the "Cold case" episode this story is inspired by. I did modify them a bit, though. I didn't just copy and paste them.

•Tags: @lex13cm, @golden1u5t, @rynwritesreid, @reidmeister, @justalesbianwithsomegayshit, @thatonewritersstuff, @marril96, @c-m-stuff, @criminal-addict.

Between their two hearts

Chapter 12: Emily Prentiss

After she had finished telling that story, Sister Margaret explained some things to Jacqueline and Scarlett that made the two young women believe they had already found Jennifer's killer in a way.

According to the nun, as a teenager Emily Prentiss was uncontrollable, and she didn't want to also call her "evil", but she couldn't find another suitable word to talk about that girl's personality.

She knew Emily hadn't had an easy childhood, but she also didn't think that justified some of her behaviors.

Almost exactly one year before being taken to Saint Bridget's, for example, the girl had been expelled from school shortly before graduation because she had hit one of her classmates in the head with a rock.

Therefore, deeply shocked by that story, Jacqueline and Scarlett began looking for Emily.

After just a few minutes of research, they discovered that the woman, who was now 56 years old, lived in Washington and worked at a diner, so the next day, they went to talk to her.

"We've been told you have a pretty bad temper, Emily" Jacqueline said as she and Scarlett walked through the door of the place Emily worked at.

"Oh. I guess you are not here for our special dish, then" the woman, who was standing near one of the still empty tables with cutlery in her hands at that moment, replied, smiling at them.

"No. We came because of a murder" Scarlett explained, and from the look on Emily's face when she heard those words, both she and Jacqueline immediately understood that she knew what they were referring to.

"The culprit is the cook" she responded, clearly joking "I'm just the waitress".

"Do you remember Jennifer Jareau?" Jacqueline then asked her "You were together at Saint Bridget's. Did you ever hit her like you did with your schoolmate?".

"Yes, Isabel Grant!" Emily snorted, shaking her head "That girl shouldn't have insulted me".

"You're right, but let's talk about Jennifer now" Scarlett replied, trying to keep Emily focused on what she and her friend had come to talk to her about "Did you ever hit her?".

"No, Jennifer was a good girl. She was always kind to me. We had even become friends" Emily told her.

"Where were you when she was killed?" Jacqueline then asked.

"In bed. I had been through a thirty-six hour labor just a few days before. It hadn't been easy to get an 8-pounds baby out without painkillers. I still needed time to recover" the woman explained.

"And why didn't you tell the police about Saint Bridget's after Jennifer's death?" Scarlett questioned.

"For the same reason why I've never looked for my son" Emily replied "It's better to keep some secrets well-hidden".

"So you pretended nothing had happened, right?" Jacqueline supposed, and that sentence of hers irritated Emily quite a bit.

"Look, we usually tried to only think about ourselves in that place" she replied in a firm voice.

"So who do you think could have been mad at Jennifer?" Scarlett asked, as she didn't know about anyone else who had had such a close relationship with Melissa's biological mother during her time at Saint Bridget's.

"What about the guy who got her in trouble, for example?" Emily suggested, then she started talking about what had happened during their outing after the one on May 30, the first and only time she had met Derek Morgan.

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