#Sapphire Lollipop

[finalskies]

Sapphire Lollipop, kobold-ified for my latest dnd campaign, a Q'barra hexcrawl. The last time I retro-fitted one of my OCs for a ttg campaign worked out so well with Angel Byrd, I figured I'd try it again. After having Sapphire around for... gosh, like 10 years now(?) it's kinda surreal to actually be playing her.

She's using the new Beastheart class from MCDM, with her beast companion being Quillie the dinosaur. We haven't played too many sessions yet, but so far the Beastheart class seems really fun, 10/10 would recommend.

#Sapphire Lollipop #Quillie #dnd #Beastheart #I think being a kobold in Q'barra has made her more of a jerk than her Pony self lol #I've always imagined Sapphire to be a bit rough around the edges but as a kobold she's downright prickly

[homelanderbutbig]

A Sweet Weird, Kinda Like You (G/T Homelander x Reader)

1080 words. Pure fluff. Homelander is 8 feet tall. Reader is non-descriptive. Established relationship.

You sneak into The Seven's meeting room for early morning smooches.

It's an early morning at the Vought Tower, and the employees are just starting to pour in.

Deciding to take advantage of the early hours, you ride the elevator up to the 99th floor to visit Homelander. You don't have to start your shift for 15 minutes, and you know he would appreciate seeing you before you have to slave away at your desk job.

The Seven's meeting room is quite a sight to behold, with the table and chairs built taller to accommodate Homelander's height, so he doesn't have to feel like an adult sitting at the kid's table. His chair was also made custom just for him, which he is grateful for as no one else can reach that high to sit on his 'throne'.

As expected, you find Homelander alone, arms behind his back while he stands by the windows to survey the city. Although he doesn't turn around to acknowledge you as you walk up to him, you're pretty sure there's a smile on his face right now.

"Morning big guy," you say, leaning up against his leg. At long last you look up at him, getting to see him beaming down at you and showing off his pretty canines.

"You're here early," he chuckles softly, lowering one of his large hands to your shoulder. He uses his long fingers to stroke your shoulder while his thumb splays across your back.

"I wanted to see my favourite supe before I started work," you remark, tilting your head into his hip.

"Oh? I'm your favourite am I?" he taunts cheekily, giving your shoulder a playful squeeze. You can't uphold your unimpressed frown for long as your expression causes him to laugh, and you giggle along with him.

Homelander bends down to lift you up to his chest, rubbing his nose against yours. His big eyes sparkle like two flawless sapphires, completely taken in by the sight of you. With his face so close to yours, you can feel the slightest quivering of his lips and you know what he is waiting for permission for. Even though he takes what he wants from everyone else, he would never dare to do that to you.

When you finally give him a nod he kisses you, doing his best not to let your love consume him lest he not be able to listen for approaching footsteps. However, he finds himself getting lost in your adoration, especially feeling one of your hands caressing his cheek. He strains himself trying not to keen too loudly into your mouth, appreciative that you aren't using your wicked fingers to scratch along his undercut.

Carefully, he walks backwards to sit down into his oversized chair, keeping you seated in his lap. He can't help but treasure how your body fits so perfectly on his thighs, like you were meant to be there. During the kiss he moves his hands to your hips, loving how impeccably his palms conform to them.

After breaking from your kiss, Homelander belatedly notices the little brown bag you've been holding onto this entire time. He decides not to use his X-ray vision to look at what's inside, but he can't help but notice the sickeningly sweet smell emanating from within.

"What… is that?" he asks, furrowing his brow at your questionable breakfast.

"I got a couple cake pops from Jitter Bean before I came into work," you explain, cracking up at his confused expression.

"I bought one for you and one for me," you tell him, pulling them out of the bag. He feels accosted looking at these little dough balls on lollipop sticks, coated in pink chocolate and dusted with rainbow sprinkles.

"It's good, trust me. Just try it," you proclaim, holding one out for him. He glares at you like you've told him you shot JFK, just utterly dumbfounded at what you're requesting of him. You, a mere human, are asking… nay, ordering the world's greatest superhero to eat something so childish? But his faux outrage doesn't scare you, and you simply wiggle one of the cake pops in front of his mouth.

With a heavy exhale and a hard swallow, Homelander succumbs to your fiendish demands. Painstakingly, he takes the cake pop in between his teeth, chewing it hesitantly like he's unsure if you're really just trying to poison him. You eat your cake pop as you watch him go through this assault to his taste buds, snickering at his overly dramatic theatrics.

"Well? What do you think?" you inquire as he finishes his diabolical breakfast.

"It's… weird," he utters, his face scrunched up like he just ate a whole lemon.

"A good weird?" you ponder, seeing his lips twitch from your question as he shoots you a sly smirk.

"It's a sweet weird … kinda like you," he chuckles, leaning back close for another kiss. The sugary taste of the cake pops mingles in with both of your lips. As much as he would rather never eat one of those death balls again, the fact that you thought of him when you bought two is enough to set his heart aflame. More than anything, he wishes this precious morning would never end.

Suddenly, Homelander lets out a deep sigh from his nose. He hears movement closing in on the meeting room. Unfortunately, your time is up.

"My team's on their way," he grumbles, rolling his eyes. "Five minutes late, as usual. Like they don't think I notice."

"I should get going too," you note. "I have to start my shift."

"Promise you'll stop by the penthouse later?" he asks, unable to hide his subtle concern. Even though you never would, he can never fully mask that voice in his head that makes him worry you won't want to see him anymore.

"Of course I will. Try and stop me," you declare, giving him one last kiss. A relieved smile spreads across his face; the disaster has been averted. You always know just what to say to calm his anxieties.

He lets you down off his lap and you quickly shuffle out of the meeting room, giving Homelander a wave goodbye before heading off for the elevator.

Standing back up, he returns to his position solemnly gazing out the windows.

Homelander holds onto the faint taste of cake pop on his lips, the little reminder of how you like to include him in your basic human rituals. The little reminder of how you make him human too.

#the boys #the boys tv #homelander #homelander x reader #g/t #size difference #my writing

[fuckaroundandfindouttournament]

Hey there, girlies (gender neutral)! Welcome to the ✨fuck around and find out✨ tournament, where we find out who’s the cutest badass! Submissions will be open for a week! (until 09/11 @ 12 EST)

✨The rules:✨

“Cute but can kick your ass” characters of all genders are accepted. Just no one from overly problematic sources. Vtubers and MCYT are not allowed.

One character per submission. You can submit multiple times, but only submit a character once! Please don’t spam.

No limit on characters from the same source.

Please be nice! Propaganda and feedback is allowed, but do not attack myself or others. You will be blocked.

This blog is rated M. Warning for potentially upsetting media. Let me know if you need anything tagged.

This bracket is for fun! Don’t take anything too seriously please. :3

✨Submit Here✨

Inspired by: @autistic-anime-girls-bracket @autisticgirliesbracket @girlygirltournament @pinkhairswagtourney@victimsofyaoipoll @morally-grey-girlbosses @best-kirby-character-tournament @controversial-blorbo-bracket @least-sexy-man-competition @most-datable-datable-bracket @leastdatablebracket @canonmisogynyvictimstournament @bi4bibracket @magical-mascot-smackdown @precureshowdown @precure-alphabet-showdown @mommy-daddy-issues-poll @uquiztournament @personasongshowdown @precuremusictournament @foundfamilyadoptionagency @ultimateanthropoll @ultimate-good-dog @ultimatepinkboy @magical-boy-bracket @guys-with-good-vibes-tournament @multicolorhairswagtournament @siblingtournament @tragicsibsshowdown @actually-insane-blorbo-bracket @favoritepokemontournament @favoritecapcomcharacterbracket @look-how-they-massacred-them (there’s more but i’m blanking lol)

Characters who are already entered:

all the Mew Mews (Tokyo Mew Mew)

all 4 Cures (Hirogaru Sky Precure, Fresh Precure, Mahoutsukai Precure)

Abigail (Stardew Valley)

Aerith Gainsborough, Tifa Lockhart & Cloud Strife (Final Fantasy VII)

Alice Liddel (American McGee’s Alice)

Alphonse & Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Alucard (Castlevania)

Alyssa Hamilton (Clock Tower 3)

Baby Bonnie Hood (Darkstalkers)

Barbie

Bibi the cat (IRL)

the DDLC girlies (Doki Doki Literature Club)

the Elsens (OFF)

Princess Fiona (Shrek)

Fiona Belli & Hewie (Haunting Ground)

Garnet & Spinel (Steven Universe)

Guillermo de la Cruz (What We Do in the Shadows)

Hana Nono/Cure Yell (Hugtto! Precure)

Haruka Haruno/Cure Flora (Go! Princess Precure)

Heather Mason (Silent Hill 3)

Isabelle (Animal Crossing/Super Smash Bros.)

Jeanette Voerman (Vampire: the Masquerade — Bloodlines)

Juliet Starling (Lollipop Chainsaw)

Leon S. Kennedy (Resident Evil 4)

Link (The Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker)

Lisa Garland (Silent Hill)

Love Momozono/Cure Peach (Fresh Precure)

Kagome Higurashi (Inuyasha)

Kanji Tatsumi (Persona 4)

Kirby

Kotone Shiomi & Shinjiro Aragaki (Persona 3 Portable)

Madotsuki (Yume Nikki)

Mami Tomoe (Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

Marina (Splatoon 2)

Mega Lopunny (Pokemon Omega Ruby & Alpha Sapphire)

Mimikyu (Pokemon Sun & Moon)

Noelle Holiday (Deltarune)

Opal (Pokemon Sword & Shield)

Panty & Stocking Anarchy (Panty & Stocking with Garterbelt)

Penny (Pokemon Scarlet & Violet)

Princess Peach (Super Mario/Super Smash Bros.)

Pyro (Team Fortress 2)

Rabbit of Caerbannog (Monty Python and the Holy Grail)

Prince Sidon (The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild & Tears of the Kingdom)

Sora & Kairi (Kingdom Hearts)

Spyro the Dragon

Terry Hintz & Buddy (Lisa the Painful)

Top Speed (Magical Girl Raising Project)

Toriel, Asgore and Asriel Dreemur (Undertale)

Usagi Tsukino & Minako Aino (Sailor Moon)

Whitney & Miltank (Pokemon Gold, Silver & Crystal)

Wirt & Greg (Over the Garden Wall)

Zoey, Rochelle & Ellis (Left 4 Dead series)

#blorbo tournament #tournament polls #tumblr polls #polls #update: sorry ny’all i can’t use google forms lmao #flashing gif cw #swearing cw

[iloveaustinelvisandmannymore]

Just fine.

Pairing: Austin butler x reader

Warning: short smut (sorry ya'll), Pregnant sex, Sweetheart Austin, Mention of miscarriages, Crying, hurt/comfort, fingering, gentle/ rough sex, Austin drinking Mc's breast milk, Oral (Fem) and masturbation.

Summary: You were on your last semester before you met your bundle of joy, and needed to fuck Austin like you needed oxygen to live but He wouldn't and you didn't know why.

"Austin, Babyy please," you begged looking at your husband with weepy eyes as he got ready for work. You hungered for the man like a lioness hungered for Zebras, Hungered like a bee for honey, you wanted his natural nectar badly, and everything your husband was doing is suddenly enticing, running his fingering though his hair? You wanted to pull his locks as he fucked you, suck on his fingers. Reading a book? You wanted to make him read out loud with no doubt a stutter as you throuted his cock, Got out the shower? You wanted to lick the water off his chest.

You being horny was understatement.

And what makes it worse was he refused to have sex with you and you didn't know why. You of course made moves like sucking a lollipop like you did his dick, wearing tight underwear so he could see your outer lips through the fabric and everything that ever turned him on, it effected him you could see but he didn't budge. He was like a pure unmoving, unforgiving stone but you will creak that stone or you simply might go crazy.

Austin would be home in a few minutes and you set your plan in action. Your back arched as best as it could when you're nine months along, your fingers rubbed the button of nerves as your other hand slide the dildo of your husband's sculpted cock the best you could, whine of Austin's name fell from your mouth, getting louder as you heard the front door and footsteps coming up the stairs. Austin opened the shared bedroom, visibly tired but that tiredness snapped away as his blue crystal eyes widen, his orbs zeroing in on the dildo sucked into your soaked cunt, your lidded eyes looking at him as you mewled, he gulped before turning around "Austin please! I need you so much." you cried out desperately making your husband pause "Austin, please.." you begged, Austin took a deep breath in and turned to you, a battle raging away in his mind, he gave in and took off his white shirt, crawling on to the bed. His eyes darken as his breathing because faster "Let me." he muttered as he pulled the colorful dildo out and replaces it with two of his fingers, he moved your hand away from your clit, he laid on his stomach, his lips so closer to the bud, his fingers moved as he sucked your clit into his mouth, tongue swirling around while he sucked hard, his fingers curved at the spot that made your eyes roll back, his tongue licks between your folds to your clit all the while his eyes met yours, intense lust drowned in those sapphires. It was too overwhelming, you moaned loudly as your head throwback on the pillow as you cum on his face and hand, pants left you as the high washed out over you, fuck it had been too long, but it was not enough to satisfy you "Austin?" you questioned hurriedly as he began to get off the bed "Yeah?" he replied looking everywhere but you "What's wrong? Why won't you fuck me?" you sat up, wishing he'd look at you " I-" he started but paused, gulping he started again "I'm scared, what if we lost this one too?" his voice creaked at the end, his tear-filled orbs finally looked back at you, a look of pure sadness and fear laced his face, and fighting hard to hold back his tears.

Suddenly it made sense to you. You had hard times getting pregnant though you and he went at it, like animals in heat and rut, you had got pregnant three times before this, and losing the babies was hard on you and even harder on him, he always believed it was his fault somehow "Oh baby" you cooed softly, scooting to him and holding his cheeks "We okay, we're doing everything right. We won't lose the baby, they are as strong as their daddy" you wiped the stray tears, looking and smiling at him like he holds the moon and stars "You think so?" he asked hopelessly "I do." you whispered, pulling him into a loving kiss.

The kiss became quickly heated, your lips massage his, and your back hit the bed as you helped him take off his clothes, his ring-covered fingers lined his cock to your weeping cunt, whimpering to feel him so deeply. His lips met yours once again before sliding into you slowly, every inch rubbing your walls just right, you both moaned as he began to move, hips moving like that of a pro dancer, rolling them sharply as his hot tongue encircled your aching stiff nipple. His lips latched onto it at last, milk filling his mouth, overstimulating his tastes buds, his thrusted sped up as he which to your other breast doing the same treatment "M-More!" you begged, his lidded eyes locked with your watery ones before pounding into your pussy and his fingers toyed with your clitoris roughly.

Each and every thrust felt better than the last, your eyes widen as he pushed your legs to your enlarged belly, forcing you into a mating press position "Fuck!" you screamed, the new angle triggering your climax, Austin let go of your tit and moaned, your pussy clenching around, trigger his own, his cum painted your wall with a cream thick white. Pulling out carefully and he collapsed beside you "Fuck," he muttered "I missed that." he sighed content, pulling you close to him, and placing a kiss on your forehead.

A few months later, you gave birth to a healthy baby girl. You finally got what you wished for more than anything. You couldn't wait to see what the future held for your family.

#austin butler x reader #austin butler #austin butler smut #austin x reader #austin butler imagine #austin butler x you #candy answer

[kookieswan]

Smut Tentacle Porn, Yoongi, blue 😂

HEEHEEHEEHEEEEEEEEEEEEE I’m kidding

-🧶

Sapphire Tendrils

Alien!Yoongi x Human!Reader (f)

Word Count: 700+

Genre: Alien!AU, Smut/18+ content aka Porn with some plot, some Humor, a bit of fluff!

Warnings: Nsfw content! (Fingering, cum eating, tendrils/tentacles, vaginal sex technically, allusions to unprotected sex; we’ll assume MC is on the pill)

Summary: You’ve been wanting to be initiate with Yoongi for a long time, but… You weren’t expecting this. Not by a long shot.

Notes: I am not kidding ✨ Not full blown tentacle porn but it sets some up id people are interested in some more Alien!Yoongi lol. Hope you like it lovely! ✨

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“You’re such a delicate little thing… I don’t want to hurt you.” You grin up at your alien, because the thought of him stretching you out, making you feel some pain on his massive dick seems so good… Just a little though. Leaning back on the bed, you watch as Yoongi crosses his arms, towering over the edge of the bed with nothing but briefs on, the hardness of his cock clear as day. At this point, you’re not really sure how to reassure him that you’ll be okay though, and his concerns is certainly endearing.

“You won’t! I’ll, um… I’ll stretch out accordingly…” You’re not wrong, the vagina can stretch out pretty wide from some of the crazy porn you’ve seen. The alien doesn’t look convinced though, bright blue eyes slitted as he stares you down. Letting out a small sigh, he gestures for you to slide back further into the bed.

“Lay back and spread out then. Let me see what I’m working with.” You do so excitedly, spreading out in all your glory for him to see. Yoongis eyes flash a dark purple briefly before be crawls into the bed, leaning in and running a single finger over your slit, just barely dipping into your soaked pussy. It’s enough to make you groan though, the anticipation making you more than impatient.

“Sweetness… I don’t think one of my tendrils will fit, let alone my penis to copulate with you.” Whining, you grab his hand before he can pull back, urging him to keep going. He sinks his finger back in slowly, crooking it repeatedly against the curious spongy spot as you try to convince him that everything will be fine. You know you can take him, and even if you can’t, you’re going to work up to it. He’s big, there’s no doubt about it, but you want it.

“I’ll be f-fine Yoongi! Let me see, ah, shit…I’ll be the judge.” He pulls his finger out slowly before popping it into his mouth curiously, sucking on it like a lollipop. You watch, gaping at the scene because wow he really is insane. You nudge his thigh with your foot, trying to grip the fabric and and pull it down. His briefs start to slide and with a roll of his eyes, he pushes them down the rest of the way.

And holy shit you were not expecting what you see.

His dick looks like a humans as it slaps against his tummy, the general shape similar but… it’s slightly tapered and has ridges, and on top of that, the skin has a blue tone to it like the other patches on his body. Yoongi leaks precum, an amount you’re both slight concerned by but also extremely turned on from. From behind him, his sapphire tendrils slowly sneak out, making their way forward till they touch your legs and start to slither upward carefully.

“… Well I wasn’t expecting that. You’re penis is, uh, a lot different from a human one… Not that I mind.” You’ve seen his tendrils a million times before it seems but honestly you don’t think anything can compare to this. Ridges. It has fucking ridges, and the way your mouth is watering right now is impure as hell. The way he blushes is adorable as you stare, the pinkish purple of his cheeks almost making you coo.

Just as he manages to get his underwear off completely, you hook your heels around his ass and pull him forward, his tendrils moving closer along with him. As he settles, he gives you one more look with a resided eyebrow, and you nod. You want you’re pretty alien boyfriends dick and you want it now.

A few tendrils slide into you with ease as his cock slides against your soaked slit, your hips thrusting upward because what the fuck you want him so bad that you’re aching and he’s going so slow. The deep moans that leave you echo off the walls, and you know your neighbors will hate you tomorrow but who the fuck cares. Yoon looks a little startled, but with how hard he is for you, you know he wants to be inside just as bad. He settles the tip of his cock at your opening of your pussy, both of you strung out already but craving more as he starts to slide in.

“We’ll just take it one step at a time, okay?”

#color coded #yoongi x y/n #yoongi x you #yoongi x reader #yoongi smut #yoongi fluff #yoongi thirst #bts x y/n #bts x you #bts x reader #bts fluff #bts smut #bts thirst #bts alien au

[netherworldpost]

your hair looks so good Atty!!!!

Pour water into a bowl and leave it out for the moon to bless, then drink it in secret. This is the path.

(Plus good genes, eating a lot of vegetables, drinking a lot of normal water, doing some exercise on a regular basis, finding a stylist that you can go to and ramble out "I JUST REALIZED I AM QUEER AND I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS" and they'll put your chin in hand, move your face left-to-right, and say with a practiced air, "Yeah I can see that. Now lets get some shine on this sapphire." If life were a movie they'd either be smoking or drinking a martini or have a lollipop, but all of that is incredibly unsanitary in an environment full of loose hair and aerosol, so you just have to accept this happens spiritually)

(xoxo)

[marshmallowchaos]

TamuSakiYuri headcannons (spice)

Tamura and Yuri 100% pierced Fujisaki’s ears when they started dating

Fujisaki

-he definitely sets everything up for anniversaries and date nights

-He wears chokers per request of Yuri

-his first pair of earring were that of the birthstones of Yuri and Tamura

He get super embarrassed way too easy

He knows flower language and gives Yuri and Tamura flowers very often

Steals Yuri’s sweaters and wears them, also Tamura’s sweater, just not as much

Artist

Spicy stuff for him now

He definitely bottoms for the two

He gets super embarrassed when/if someone walks in on them mid-round

A collar is usually invoked at some point

Goes along with any sort of play…

Tamura

Adores both Yuri and Fujisaki

Huge tsundere

Has a pair of ruby and sapphire earrings and wears them from time to time

Doesn’t like his mom

Spice

Toys 100% of the time

Teases Fujisaki

Switch but when it’s just him and Fujisaki he tops

Doesn’t like it be teased

Can be really rough and usually leaves bite marks on Fujisaki’s shoulders

Tears clothing off if buttons or zippers are too difficult to work with

Loyal despite being in Yari-bu

Definitely likes pet play

Owns too many kinky things

Yuri

Buys a lot of candy for them

Sweet tooth

LOLLIPOPS!

Let’s Fujisaki steal his clothes

Only lets Fujisaki hear his real voice and see his eyes

Got custom made earrings for the three of them

Spice!

Rough when upset, but gentle most of the time

S&M play is his fav(cannon)

Clips a leash on Fujisaki’s chokers

Switch, but top with Fujisaki

Would be dom in the relationship

Calls Fujisaki baby

Will do it anywhere

Has fallen asleep still inside

#ybc #yarichin b club #tamura yui #toru fujisaki #yuri ayato #polyamory #spicy

[scorchieart]

Yesssssss those modern headcanons were perfect! Can we get the eldest 3 next, pretty please?

Ask nicely, and you shall receive ;)

Silly Headcanons About the Princes as Children - Part 4: Modern-Day

Jin Grandet

Made regular trips to the dentist on account of too many cavities. They became such close chums over the course of these visits to the point where Jin learned the dentist was going to become a grandpa before even the secretary knew. The dentist never scolds him too harshly. Why risk upsetting his best-paying patient? He usually just fills in the cavity and gives Jin a semi-stern finger wagging. Those were just his baby teeth, after all. Surely he’d learn to control his sugar intake by the time the adult ones grew in.

Listen, if anyone’s to blame, it’s Yves for making all those sweets so darn irresistible. Granted, Jin usually ends up eating more than his share, but he swears he only does it to keep his brothers from suffering the same terrible toothy fate as him. Ah, the lengths he goes to as the eldest…

But don’t worry, Jin makes it up to little Yves by helping him find new recipes to try. The two of them flip through cookbooks and watch cooking channels together (Jin’s favorite show is Cupcake Wars*), and Jin jots down the ingredients and steps for all the desserts Yves asks for. It’d be a heck of a lot easier to remember them all if the DVR memory wasn’t always full.

Jin is a master of diversions. Whenever the gang has to attend high-society parties or events and the younger ones inevitably get nervous or uncomfortable around the haughty socialites, Jin would swoop in and deploy his silver tongue to dazzle and diffuse the situation. Then he’d discreetly pull his brothers aside to someplace quiet (like a coat closet or an outdoor veranda), give them whatever candy he had in his pocket (be it lollipops or candy canes or gummy worms) and pat them on the back until they stopped crying. He’d stay hidden with them for the entire night if he needed to. 

His favorite place on Earth is Hershey Park, followed closely by the M&M’s Factory.

One year, Jin was gifted a stunning silver ring with a massive andradite garnet inset center stone for his birthday. He took one look at the gift, thought it was a ring pop, and swallowed it whole. He learned the hard way later that night that not all shiny rocks are candy.

But he was intrigued by the idea of birthstones, so he went out and bought a stone bead for each of his brothers: topaz for Chevalier, alexandrite for Clavis, peridot for Leon, sapphire for Yves, and two shades of opal for the twins. It pays to grow up rich. He wears them around his neck on a chain along with his garnet gem (after a thorough washing, of course) and never takes it off. 

Would never admit it aloud to his brothers, those six are already more than enough, but he secretly hoped to add an emerald to the collection so he could complete the rainbow.

Chevalier Michel

Can’t stand staying in the house when all his brothers are home, so he packs a bag full of books and high-protein energy bars and spends the day at the local library. Most people stop and stare at the little boy walking across town and crossing the busy streets on his own, but with just one stern over-the-shoulder look the people flinch and continue on their merry way. He’ll be fine, he looks like he knows where he’s going.

There are multiple libraries around the area, but he usually visits the one farthest away on the outskirts of town. It is an old, dilapidated shack of a building, run by a doddery librarian who looks even more ancient than the place itself. But it hosts a modest collection of classic and modern titles, has charming vintage armchairs you could just melt into, and, most importantly, is free of shrill little brothers. One would think the first place to find Chevalier would be in a library, but the challenge lies in which one.

The first time Chevalier visited the place he thought the librarian had died at the counter. But four hours into his reading session, a massive sneeze echoed through the dingy racks that shook him to his core. Chevalier grabbed his bag and flew out the door before the now-moving librarian could ask if he wanted to apply for a library card. But he returned the following week, standing on his tippy-toes to reach the top of the counter, and politely apologized and requested a library card. 

This probably doesn’t even need to be said at this point, but Chevalier isn’t a big TV fan. “Television rots the brain,” he’d said when Clavis and Leon asked if he wanted to watch superhero shows with them. But there are a select few programs he doesn't mind watching, particularly educational ones like science shows and historical documentaries and brainy quiz games.

But his brothers usually hogged the TV all day with their baby shows and cartoons, so he kept a copy of the TV guide hidden in his room and always set the DVR to record the shows he didn’t want to miss. Then he’d wake up in the middle of the night, quietly sneak into the family room to watch his lineup, then slip back into bed at dawn. It’s a good excuse to sleep through the hubbub of the morning cartoons, that’s for sure.

But one night he fell asleep on the couch watching a particularly dull documentary on the history of haberdasheries and woke up the next morning to the sun burning his eyelids, Season 27 of Jeopardy!* on screen, and Clavis and Leon bouncing on the cushions laughing and taunting him. Chevalier whacked them off the couch with a pillow, shut off the TV, and headed for the library. 

As a prank, Clavis signed Chevalier up for the Jeopardy! Kids Tournament, but it came to none of the brothers’ surprise that he absolutely swept the competition. He then proceeded to dominate the Teen Tournament a few months later despite not meeting the minimum age requirement to enter. The only category he flubbed on was “Saturday Morning Cartoons”, and since then he’s made occasional appearances in the family room to watch with the others. 

Chevalier donated the prize money to the rickety old library. It already paid to grow up rich.

Clavis Lelouch

He pours the milk before the cereal (and that’s a fact)

He dressed as a mad scientist for Halloween one year and turned it into his entire personality. He’d wear the lab coat and rubber gloves and goggles everyday and everywhere. He wanted to wear the crazy wig that came with the costume too, but it made Yves cry so he resolved to just ruffling up his hair to be extra floofy in the morning.

But a mad scientist needs a base of operations to conduct his experiments. So he chased Licht and Nokto and their snack stash out of the treehouse and set up the “Lelouch Laboratory”. Flashing lights and freaky sounds and funky smells often emanated from the lab well into the late hours of the night.

But a mad scientist needs materials to set up and test his experiments. Luckily, Clavis is never wont for supplies as he treats all objects with potential to be studied. From freshly cut blades of grass to his Science teacher’s car keys to Chevalier’s barf-inducing energy bars, anything and everything had the potential to astound and amaze with just a “What if?” and a spark of imagination. And it didn’t hurt that he could always swipe his father’s credit card if there ever came the opportunity to acquire a particularly fascinating material online. It pays to grow up rich.

But a mad scientist needs test subjects to run his experiments on. His brothers were too clever to fall for his pleas for help, so Clavis resolved to luring the neighborhood kids into his den with promises of Yves’s sweets in exchange for their assistance. It wasn’t uncommon to hear panicked shrieks or see children fleeing in terror from the backyard.

The final experiment run at the Lelouch Laboratory happened on what started out as a calm spring’s day. Clavis had just received a bottle of fluoroantimonic acid in the mail (don’t ask where he bought it from) and was dying to test it out on his oddball collection of knickknacks. But safety is the number one priority at the Lelouch Laboratory, so he needed to find a fearless assistant with a strong will to keep a sharp eye on the trials and make sure nothing “unexpected” happened. The little redheaded boy he found napping under the seesaw at the park was perfect.

Everything was set up according to plan. He’d laid his assortment of solvents out on the floor of the treehouse, triple checked to make sure his goggles and gloves were on properly, and flashed the little boy wobbling in the corner a thumbs up to begin. But before Clavis could insert the dropper into the bottle of acid, the sleepy boy closed his green eyes and fell facedown on the testing zone. The bottle tipped over and the fluoroantimonic acid spilled out, running along the floor and rapidly eating away at the wood until eventually the entire treehouse caved in and collapsed. Luckily, the two made it out mostly unscathed, but Clavis has since been forced to shut down his operations and hang up his lab coat until he could acquire a hazardous chemical license. Jin pulled the two out of the rubble, offered them honey buns to calm them down, then walked the boy with the garnet hair and emerald eyes back home.

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[skimpilydressedwithanaxe]

day one of meowing at you until you go insane (MMMEEEOOAOAAAIAIIWIWOWOWWWWWW)

ot but do you have any online games you play frequwnryly. do u . happen to play splatoon/pokemon shield/scarlet cough cough id be so down to play if you wanna drop your switch user in dms COUGH COUGH. /j and so so so very nf oh also this is an invitation to talk about any games u really really like and would wanna ramble about cus i like hearing infodumps

sorry if this is all a lot at once i just think youre cool and i do not know how to interact w new friends oops LFHZKSHCK

IVE NEVER BEEN SADDER TO NOT HV A SWITCH ???? I used to have a 3ds with Ruby and Sapphire in the past though and Hoenn has stuck with me thru the years, always loved Mudkip (sick lil guy!!) and playing the remakes made me fall in love evn further with the region and it’s lore, the links between Zinnia, AZ and Floette and what hints at Pokémon’s multiverse is just sooo interesting to me

Aside from that I’m really not a video game person but I loooove studio grasshopper for the batshit insane games they’ve been serving (No More Heroes nd Chainsaw Lollipop especially) like it’s not particularly life-changing or revolutionary but it’s messy and sexy and I love it!!!!

#ask #thank you for letting me gush about whatever goes on through my mind #i appreciate it #<3

[finalskies]

Does anyone else see the singing frogs? I haven’t seen anyone else post about them yet?

#tumblr #Sapphire Lollipop #hidden cane #...have they been there the whole time? I am frustratingly good at immediately filtering things out of my perception

[emilythedog661]

My MLP AU

This is my take on my version on the finale of MLP G4 and G5

Firstly, Twilight has the the design of luna and cadence instead of being a celestia clone, she also has some of her rainbow form in her design mixed with a night sky look in her mane and tail, her friends are also still around and also have their rainbow design mixed into them, twilight has made it so her friends live as long as she does as she doesn't like the thought of letting them go so she did a spell that puts their souls into her so they have become the guardians of equestria.

spike has a design change and he looks like more of a dragon then a buff lizard thing, he is still twilight's friendship councillor and is always by twilight's side, he also got together with ember and had some little dragons together

with the mane 5, fluttershy still runs her animal resort with discord, still caring for animals and helping animals outside of ponyville, fluttershy also has a daughter called rosanna pink aka rose pink for short and she is a accident baby with her and pinkie pie after a student at twilight's school with special needs went a bit haywire (i might do a fanfic about this, also discord secretly ships pinkie and fluttershy so hard 😆) rose pink is a ballet slipper pink earth pony with a blush pink mane and tail, the mane and tail is long like fluttershy's but curly like pinkie's, she has the same eye colour as sunset shimmers and her eye shape is like a pinkie's mom's, lastly, her cutie mark is a pink paw print with a blue lollipop on the big pad, she'll grow up to make candy for animals.

pinkie pie is the party planner of equestria and with the help of her husband, cheese sandwich and their son, lil'cheese pie and pinkie's daughter, pink blush they spread party all over, lil'cheese pie looks the same as he does in the finale but his hair is light brown instead of pink, he also has a good bond with his half sister rose pink and he grows up to be a pie baker with his cutie mark being a pie.

rarity still runs her clothes boutique and she now has a shop all over equestria for each and every creature, she so successful that she's become a clothing celebrity like sapphire shores and photo finish, she's one out of the 2 mane 6 with no kids with the other one being twilight.

rainbow dash is now the captian of the wonder bolts and she like rarity has become a celebrity, she got a full fan base thanks to scootaloo and she has adopted scootaloo as her sister, she also has a relationship with applejack being married and have magic made son together called zap apple, zap apple is a navy blue pegasus pony with a short rainbow mane and tail like his mom's hair, he has dark blue eyes and his cutie mark is a zap apple with a lightning bolt coming off it, he loves his moms and he wants to be a wonderbolt like his rainbow mom but also loves helping on the farm with his apple mom.

lastly, applejack and she has taken over the farm after granny smith died, her brother big mac is the leader of the farm with his wife, sugar belle and 2 kids, big sugar and apple blossom, she with her son, zap apple help big mac on the farm as well as rainbow dash when she's not at the wonderbolt academy and they are making big money selling apples, carrots, pears and other fruits and vegetables, sugar belle also help pinkie pie, pound cake and pumpkin cake at the sugar cube corner.

the cutie mark crusaders help run the school and also run the cutie mark camp to help get fillies their cutie marks and it where big sugar, apple blossom, rose pink, lil'cheese pie and zap apple got their cutie marks, when they aren't helping at the school or doing the camp, applebloom helps on the farm with her siblings, nephew and niece, sweetie belle helps her sister out at the ponyville boutique and scoot also helps rainboe dash at the wonderbolt academy with pegasi that have flight issues like her.

at the crystal empire and flurry is the new ruler of the crystal empire while shining armour and cadence step down but not fully retire from their royal position, the couple have been renamed to the princess's mother and father and they do what they do before flurry became princess but with flurry have the big role while they step back a little.

at the friendship school and starlight and sunburst run the school together with trixie's help, the pair have a 2 kids together, a son called moonlight shine and a daughter called twinkle star, they are at cheerille's school and they haven't got their cutie marks yet but at the cutie mark camp trying to find their purpose, trixie meanwhile hasn't found a partner yet but has somehow became starlight and sunburst's 'daughter' as she seems to be acting like an older sister to their kids but a child to them which the pair find odd but let it slide.

luster dawn went off to do her own things after twilight helped her to see what friendship was about so she isn't twilight's student anymore but twilight doe have a new student that she's interested in, her name is rose gold which is a rose gold coloured pony with purple eyes, a short mane and tail in a goldenrod yellow and her cutie mark is the symbol of friendship but it looks like a rose.

the reason twilight is interested in rose gold is because she had a prediction dream about her with a magic alicorn power stopping another alicorn called nova, nova is a night sky purple alicorn but with bat wings with a brick pink and lollipop purple mane and tail, dark blue eyes and her cutie mark was a flame with bat wings on the sides, she was the evil older sister to luna and celestia that was locked away for millions of years after she became a threat to the ponies and to her sisters, she drained all the magic from her sisters the from the ponies, mind controlled the ponies to do her bidding to find more magic and it wasn't till starswirl came along, gave all the ponies their magic back and then drained nova of all her magic before banishing her far far away in a different dimension.

it seems though that nova has managed to find her way back to equestria after a long time and twilight need to train rose gold to make friends and unlock her alicorn magic to stop nova from taking over equestria again after a long time, nova also brings with her a sidekick named nibbler which is grubber from the mlp movie but he a lot different and a lot more aggressive

anyway, i hope you like my AU and i might do a fanfic on it at some point if i feel like it and if i have the time unless someone else can do it for me which i thank you in advance but yeah, you can also add some things in the comments to add to the au if you want 😁

#mlp #my little pony #mlp au #mlp text post #mlp g4 #mlp g5 #alternate universe #my little pony friendship is magic #my little pony gen 4

[thepaletteponies]

The Palette Ponies

Harissa Futurea, Frozen Flower, Starling Evermore, Scarlet, Daisy, and Dandelion, Johnathan Hippymare, Daisy Plant, Astra Light, Banana Berry, Nimble Dare, and Sugar Stream, Flora, Smirkey, Dashful, Liam, Braile, Shadow Blood, Julian, Royal Sapphire, Blue Woods, Fancy Flavors, Misty Beach, Peachy Keen, Hollylujah, Lavender Love, Marigolden, Blush, Sleepy Sun, Lollipop and Char-coal

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@space-akari-darling

Mine

[mahou-furbies]

Results from the second intermission

(there were 81 votes in each category)

Favourite Happiness Charge form:

1. Lollipop Hip Hop (28 votes, 34,6%)

2. Sherbet Ballet (18 votes, 22,2%)

3. Anmitsu Komachi (12 votes, 14,8%)

Favourite Go! Princess form

1. Mode Elegant 3 (Lily, Bubble, Shooting Star) (21 votes, 25,9%)

2. Mode Elegant 2 (Rose, Ice, Luna) (17 votes, 21%)

3. Mode Elegant 4 (Sakura, Sango, Ginga, Sun) (16 votes, 19,8%)

Favourite Mahou Tsukai form

1. Ruby (36 votes, 44,4%)

2. Sapphire (35 votes, 43,2%)

3. Topaz (10 votes, 12,3%)

Favourite Star Twinkle form

1. Pisces (13 votes, 16%)

2. Capricorn (12 votes, 14,8%)

3. Cancer, Scorpio (11 votes, 13,6%)

Who did the form changes best? (79 votes total)

1. Star Twinkle Precure (31 votes, 39,2%)

2. Go! Princess Precure, Mahou Tsukai Precure! (18 votes, 22,8%)

3. Happiness Charge Precure! ( 12 votes, 15,2%)

There was a question as to why Splash Star wasn’t included, the reason is that I just forgot... And Mahou Tsukai Alexandrite wasn’t included because I felt it looked more like a powerup than alternate form, but I guess that’s just a technicality and it’s not like the Go! Princess category had any such rules either so I probably should just have included it too.

#precure tournament

[watchilove]

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[rosieroseblossom]

Chapter One - Dream Date

Eleanora

Finally, it was here Halloween at last it falls on the thirty-first. This One however, comes around and reviving this hollows eve. Every inhabitant resident that’s lived in Mystic Connecticut had, suddenly, changed, once Halloween comes for a midnight bite at their toes. The whole village was captured in a spell, like, the town has been put under. Their maintained lawns are completely transformed into ghoulish graveyards. The ancient tombstones had rouse up on the earthly soil; with rotting human remain draped in crimson covered every olive jade bushes. Just on top are giant cobwebs glittering in the pale ghostly light, in total darkness suspend in the mild air. A gust of wind moves across the white porches, above the decorated ceilings where vampire bats hanging down with their big black eyes glowing in the blackness. However though, on the other side of the street are decaying and rundown mansions, as they loomed but there was one with their solid windows are glowing, crimson shooting past the glass. Others chose to display outdoor lights, sweet pumpkins, as they automatically switch colour. Their where also ghostly ones too, that had hanged over the edge of their roofs shining into the deeply darkly night. At each street porch step facing the white fences a plump, orange jack o' lanterns. Each one carved with a shrill blade. All fixed with permanent grins, and their ample eyes, they stare blanky in the midnight. Shooting out of there obscure eyeballs. A milky yellow flicker of waxed candles burnished. Awaking once again the mighty fiery fury of hollows eve. The radiance of the convex horned moon beams against the deep sapphire water that is surrounding Mystic. It silent and there no, massive surges are splashing like a dozen crystals onto the dark sand. Just a calm night and feeling merely excited, and as tradition to go door to door collecting bags of enjoyable candies, chocolate bars, lollipops and red apples in toffee coating. As cold air blows. Drifting a carmine drape; it was floating in the gust of air. A cloud of grey mist slips through the rose window the long silk of a moon and sun print black curtains.

Creeping into a haunted forest, instead it was of a large bedroom. It was a dark dim room having the wallpaper of a dark misty woods, with naked tress but on the walls are black Victorian photo frames, inside them are finely inked pend Illustrations of gothic dark art, but some others occult alchemy symbols and stunning drawings. Around the massive room all the furniture pieces, is very transparent except, at the open window is a mesh red wine claret winged armchair, prompted near the wide window, but quickly across is a big black dresser on top. Absent from their small cardboard boxes all lined up of small-scale of funko pop vinyl figures, and I mean after all, it is Halloween. I’d heard on the TV; that a mental asylum had accidently let loose some of cinema massacre's little terrors. Jason Voorhees wearing his icon famous hockey mask, holding a bloody drenched machete in hand, Michael Myers in a navy boiler suit with a steak knife, and Carrie a honey blonde wearing her prom dress, her silky light pink silk dress, even with Carrie’s smooth golden hair drips in dark crimson. Then there was Reagan, her bright amber eyes, looking right at you, her blazing ambers glare menacing look and oozing, at the corners the small lips of dripping green vomit seeping off it and onto the white laced collar. Just behind them is a beautiful range of paper bound books with, in between a phoney human skull on top. Pulled up alongside is a lucent red-cherry dressing table. Above is a bevel encircled mirror that limpid on a vanity drawer was raised on squat cabriole legs between the gap in the middle of it, a mesh black cushion chair is placed at the of the dresser.

Sitting their motionless on the soft seat and facing to the vanity mirror. Arms bent outwards and seated on the polished wood, with the elbows are placing at the ends of the lucent cherry table and gazing through at a solid looking glass mirror, a reflection stare backed. A glimpse of a light-toned skin girl, with exquisite long auburn hair as it fells and curls past under her shoulders, Eleanora Thornton, a Mystic high school student, but mostly though, she is a confident reigning queen for the goths. She has an oblong face, thin carrot top eyebrows and gorgeous sapphire eyes and heart-shaped blood-rose lips. Eleanora is a kind and slender, but. Dark, no, no she is defiantly not a blood sucking vampire or a moon hugging werewolf, that was far from the truth, rather that she had loved everything that is spooky. Though having long wavy auburn strands, and her smooth mouths stained in black, painting her rosy lips in a midnight gloss, and selections of lovely mini dresses are, which are not all entirely black, but rather red, white, brown and yellow. Eleanora has been a goth for over five years. It all began when I fell in love with horror movies, with creepy ghouls and undead creatures, the ones in fanfiction stories and films, she guesses that Eleanora was exposed to the dark aesthetic side but feels that she has turned from light to darkness. Also, for her father, is a heavy rock and metal music lover, he would be down in his man cave, booming and blaring Alice Cooper, Metallica, Guns and Roses. What sweet music they made. My childlike self so thoughtfully. Then on that day, Eleanora went out and with all my pocket money, left over from Christmas by her grandparents. Eleanora brought her first spiky choker but, the long silver claws weren’t very long just small. Only just at the age of six and Eleanora felt amazing. She could remember on that day when both of her mum and dad’s jaws immediately dropped, when they captured their little six-year-old Eleanora in the hallway.

She then realized, did she make a terrible mistake and I nearly sobbed, but as she looked up, they’d began to smile and told her on how rocking, and beautiful her choker is and since then. They accepted her, for all her strangeness, individuality she was a beauty queen, but. That all changed when she attended Stonington Middle School. Starting at a brand-new school was terrifying. It was a different atmosphere, new teachers, new students but, for me it felt like I was a small fish swimming in a big pond swarmed with deadly sharks. However, it did not stop her love for the darkness, Eleanora’s style blossomed like a red rose to a morning rose, she returned home back, from a lengthy day of school. Eleanora brought for the first chucky heeled creepers, Eleanora was filled with delight and thrilled. After having them they had lasted her through the entire winter. Though when at, middle school, they did not accept weirdoes in black creepers. However, feeling brave to be totally different, to be unique, she did not pursue any popular trends, like the other school students wearing their expensive designer outfits but, still it was not easy for her to make, a lot of friends, Eleanora was a very terrible shy. It did take her a while but, that was when, in fourth period and in her class, she began to listen intently just behind her desk. Visible whispers and a low giggling of nasty explanations about Eleanora and at that moment she felt her heart sank uncomfortably, then I feel the corners of my eyes to water and that day, was the start of the taunts of school bullies.

Before school could start for the day, Eleanora would walk her usual way and then, unexpectedly, she quickly turned back and saw two female students one had dyed blue hair, but the other had medium brown shade hair with cat green eyes and there were striding just after Eleanora, and they were glaring angrily, right at her. She turns back and continued to walk, but then, a pounding of railing squealing catches up to her, then all the, suddenly. She sensed a touch of two hands grip on her arm, ‘ouch’ Eleanora winced the long fingers wrapped around her. Eleanora glanced back and gasped, she gaped in horror, it was the girl with the dark cat green eyes narrowing madly towards Eleanora and then she began to drag hard down on my arm, and I felt my body bending uncomfortably to the side, pulling me harder and then harder. When Eleanora begun to buckle her knees and tumbled on the charcoal pathway, I could then feel her hands released violently of my arm. Eleanora fell completely faced down, lying totally flat, lashed into the solid path and a huge cramping stabbing gushed on me. Then I sense my pulse starts to become slowly faint, almost breaking down, and as Eleanora try manging to break her eyes wide open, just then a burst of wild childish laughter breeze down rhythmically in the far distance. 

The very next morning, Eleanora is striding casually down in the endless hallway, the soft closing of grey lockers echoed the halls, every student is getting ready for their first periods and then I hear, ‘EW! who did your hair, I would so hate to be a ginger’, ‘Yeah me too, I’d be so disgusted if my mum had red haired and passed it to be, I’d be ashamed’ somebody added nastily and fell into laughter. That was just the beginning when, after lunch the day and is nearly at an end and when I was stirring past the row of lockers when abruptly, Elise Collins, a tall girl having short toned fair-haired and with olive skin and forest green eyes, she asked me to borrow my handbag, which at that moment found very odd, on one had ever asked to use my bag before, especially the one I was holding, though. Eleanora did have a spare on in her locker, thinking nothing of it, Eleanora gave it to Elise, and she turned quickly and walked around the corner of the lockers. Eleanora, thought innocently, that they could need my bag for something special! Once when school was finally over at last, Eleanora is sitting on her bed and scrolling on Instagram, she had made the account only a while ago and it was something of a creative outlook to express and be myself more, until unexpectedly to my shock, she saw a video and to her surprise. To see a black and white printed strip body bag, her bag lay on a rusty ash grill. They a big lighter and a match and then, a soft flame pirouetted upward across her beautiful bag. It became in gulfed to a big bronze glow the black leather turning dark brown at the flickering of the burning flames, at that moment Eleanora grabbed for her pillow and dropped her head into it and burst into tears. The unending hollow of freak, weirdo, nobody likes you why can’t you accept that. It all crammed up into my mind for endless days like it is a constant reminder, I just did not understand what was wrong with me, whenever Eleanora is getting to school it was another roller-coaster ride, a bump after another. Hoping that everything will get better soon, but not as everyday was the exact very same, name calling, tugging my hair back in class and the horrible laughter which become so unbearable to my ears. Wishing that Eleanora could stay at home, just for a day, but it was not option. Soon it got even worse, like even if it could not be, for that her gorgeous auburn hair become the main centre of attention.

Basically, I was sitting at the lunch table in the cafeteria, and I sat alone. Eleanora was hearing giggling in the far distance of the school cafeteria trying to ignore it. Until something cold suddenly poured right down my long hair, it did not take me to long to realize that it was milk! Eleanora peered over her left shoulder and saw a short girl, having navy long jet hair, she had black round glasses, in an iced-blue cheerleading uniform. Glancing at me and told me, with a so not sweet, oops, ‘my bad’. A grin appeared on her face, and she chuckled and smiled triumphantly, proud of what she did. Eleanora feels the cold dripping of the wet white milk, drip off the ends of my hair and I frowned unhappily. She walked away and joined the rest of her squad and I immediately rose and ran leaving my warm tray of food, to go cold. After that incident, I was chased home by the angriest mob, she had ever seen, it was like something out of a Frankenstein movie where she had felt Eleanora was a monster. When Eleanora got home, she began to sob uncontrobely, feeling the corners of her eyes go wet and the tears slowly falling off my cheeks, about an hour later, my parents found me lying on the floor crying and exhausted. She began to them everything that had happened, at first Eleanora was much too scared to tell her mum and dad what did occur today, but I could not conceal my long agonizing pain another moment. After a few minutes just to calm down, they both wrapped themselves around me soothing and gently told me something that I thought I’d never got to hear, Eleanora, every time those voices shooting out horrible names or laughter, you just say to yourself. “Be yourself, don’t take anything from anyone, and never let them take you alive” Gerard Way, that was my mum’s favourite singer and now that I hear that, it is like a calm breeze the words felt so comforting, it had made me feel warm and quickly I felt safe again, safe to be me once more.

Until one unexpected day, Eleanora’s life was about to transform. About five weeks later, and she had met an assemble of amazing and unique individuals, they were dressed in head to toe in complete black, blanker than anything else, she could barely imagine in her entire life that she, would have ever meet the traditional goths, their big, jet black frizzy hair, their dark makeup with eyeliner, wearing leather jackets, fishnet tights and other styles of leather jackets but with beautiful gothic patches, that are stitched here and there. When I first set my eyes on them, they were the birth of the 70s punk, Eleanora felt so honored and so humbled, the very first person I had talked to was. A boy with short-cut brunette hair and hazel eyes. He raised his left hand and firmly shook mine; his name was Charlie Hardy. We both to smile at each other. Until Eleanora had discovered a remarkably but, familiar face, she was amazed to see that it was, Maire Underwood. She was once a former cheerleader, only for a few years but, since then she has changed. Her life turned around and she threw her icy pompoms to a side and now turned full goth, she was once a cool ice blond but is now a winter jet black. Maire, Charlie and Eleanora soon developed a close friendship, that would last forever. At the beginning I was alone, a lost soul trapped in a very dark place when at last a shimmer of bright light, appeared and I had realized, maybe I am not the only one after all.

About a week later we got invitations written in fake-blood, of course. My heart is thrilled when I got invited by the romantic goths, the romantic is more on the loving side but to me, they were equally as royalty and they were beautiful, but focus and drawn to the dark things of life such as graveyards, the moonlight, ravens and dead roses. It was so kind of them to invite us to the Elm Grove cemetery which was on the outskirts of town. A splendid resting place for the ones that already have passed over, they were our beloved loved ones once. I always found that place very sleepy quiet, where the sky is a blue and pink casting and blending in perfectly as if dawn is setting in, in Mystic. As we went inside past the giant stoned gate, she listened carefully to the rustling in the large pine trees, but as the warm rays of sunlight dimly streamed through the thick dark green leaves, Eleanora and the other goths started strolling along the sandy stony path when we came to abrupt halt. When we spotted up the path, we then saw three silent figures standing with their backs turned toward us, but as we approached them slowly. All three whirl their heads around and stared a boy, he stood at about average height with curly black hair, light indigo eyes and was dressed in a flawless black velvet buttoned loose-fit long-sleeved shirt, black trousers and right, on the shirt is a red diamond brooch on him.

His name is Sean MacBride. He stood casually arms folded, next to him where two other girls, one tall with very long, dark brunette hair but tinted at the bottom where bleached highlights, Ivy Green, she was always in my maths class. Adored in a stunning floor-length hourglass gown which looked exquisite, it even fitted her like a glove it even was in a bloodlust red at the bottom of, is black, too. Across her long, slender neck, a lacy choker with black stones dangling on her glowing skin. But the other girl was much shorter than the other two. Jade Frost, she had the coolest silver eyes, as they resembled as a wolf’s stare, I could just imagine her at this moment, staying up all night and start howling at the moon and not caring when the sun was going to rise, but they were cold and dark and having her black wavy hair flowing under her shoulders, she wore a white long dress with ruffled sleeves. Across Jade’s face was a stunning Colombina Barocco Silver White Masquerade Mask. In the air the wind was picking up a sweet strawberry perfume of roses. I can then feel the curling of late autumn leaves, cutting under at the palms of my hands as they fall one by one off the branches of the rows of old ancient pine trees and weeping willows still looming over us.

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Elm Grove cemetery. It gives me such delight to meet you all” said Sean in a charming and pleasant tone. He sounded so courtly like something out of a different century.

Eleanora must have forgotten. It sounded so old fashion. Which she had forget too, that the romantic goths loved gothic poetry, I mean, I cannot blame them for their fondness and affection. Eleanora replies.

“I am really glad to meet you, all as well”. After a few minutes, we all got together, and we all made our way through the giant cemetery. Eleanora could not believe on how beautiful the graveyard looked in autumn. No matter what the day, week, or whatever month it was, Eleanora stroked the ground was soft and green, instantly she saw something long, thin and covered in dirt sprouting above onto the earth.

Which was a worm with muck casing its slender body, it moved around the mud very slowly then in a second it sinks back into the earth. “We’re just about to make some pot of tea” Ivy said with a chuckle.

“What! Come on Ivy isn’t this like our sixth tub of tea already today” said Vlad raising his eyebrow to Ivy, still continued to smile not caring what at all.

“Well, I am sure, that our lovely guests here would love to have some of our warm tea” said Vlad once again crossing his arms back, at that moment Ivy turned to him.

“Oh-why-yes of course, please do excuse me,” said Ivy. So, Ivy walks away and vanishes behind the pines. “I’d just wanted to say, thanks for inviting us to your tea party, it’s just so madly magical,” I said. “We’ve been planning this for a while, we don’t have much time here,” said Vlad, but Vlad's tone was glum as his smile fades. “But we only come here once a year. After, “he paused. “A-after,” trying to get the words out but Vlad cuts her off, "After, the entire cheerleading and football team came and ruined it." Vlad murmured. “It had taken us almost a year to fix this cemetery, we had to skip school trips just to fix this area back together, another whole month to grow back every beautiful flower, of every kind, in this graveyard," Vlad then paused. "But we did get help from the rest of our community,” said Jade abruptly. “I mean what about, the massive oak tree,” said Maire. “Well, that’s the last thing to worry about, as it was never touched. They say that our oak tree is haunted! quite foolish is not it, Vlad laughed. This awful and horrific story started when a frat boy fell of the trail from his group, he had become lost inside the largest forests of Mystic, he walked for miles of trees, tress and tress. When he saw that the moon is full, and a white beamed down on a giant magnificent oak tree.

It was at the centre of the shadowy woods. Swarmed with dark tress, his eyes fixed on the oak like a jewel thief had happened upon a lavishing diamond. He froze. He stared at it almost fascinated, as if he had never seen an oak in his whole life, almost easily being taken by it. It was so far away from the others, as they looked like dark shadows completely sombre. Something about that, oak tree made it stand out from the rest of them. Maybe those faded brown leaves, dipped in blood are blowing through the nippy air, floating in the midnight sky. As he stood for what seemed like an hour, continuing to stare, eyes growing wider. The black eyes expand in the bright light of the moon glistening his sapphire eyes brightly. Until he unstiffens and finally, he would step forward but only for a few inches, though they were large steps forwards. Until he unstiffens and advanced his way past the perennial ryegrass.

That was going to be his biggest mistake. As he got closer to the tree, still eyes wide and locked on its gripping crimson beauty. Then the tall dark trees were swiping of its spindly branches and with the red leaves brushing in the wind, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, then, suddenly moving out his arm forward, and slowly stretching wide his long fingers onto the leaves. When the fingertips touched the leaf, then the brushing, stopped! The gust of the air died down and the night become ghostly quiet, for a moment and the Justin, a honey blonde, hazel eye boy, was not even sure what was going on and he still had his hand on the crimson leaf. Until a very faint. SNAP! The boy spun his head round, but when he did. It was only to a hole of darkness, with the rows of pines wrapping around the thick blackness, soon he had ignored it and turned back to the tree. There it was again. SNAP! It happened again. When he whirled back.  Nothing there. Justin took a deep breath and got focusing back on to the oak, once again. SSNNAPPPPP!!!!! The noise made him jumped out of his skin and he whirled around, there was nothing, only the moonless darkness, but then, Justin heart began to hammer as he tried to stare through the thick blackness of the night. When it became quiet again, he had immediately gone back on over to the oak and with his hand which is still imposed on the blood arrowhead. Everything around him is silent, dead silent, at that moment he become motionless.

Nothing was going to happen. When, a quiet rustling was moving slowly underneath him. He did not look down! instead, keeping his head raised and the eyes gaze on the tree. Completely as if been put under a spell, a powerful force is drawing him near and nearer to the tree! Is somebody or something just waiting for him on the other side. Until something hard and wooden came tugging at the bottom of his jeans, Finally, taking his eyes off, off onto the ground and to his horror! he saw a tree branch, it was curling around the dark denim. Straight away of the boy's eyebrows rose, instantly there is a look of fear. His eyes began to bulge out of its sockets almost about to burst, at that moment he could feel his teeth chattering. Until the thick and heavy branch started up its way onto him and began to crawl slowly up, up and up. Carefully wrapped around his stomach, then making its way up to his strong shoulders and then roping around, his thick neck. The boy wanted to scream but he could not as his throat begin to squeeze tightly around him. His voice became raspy and wheezy, trying to get the any words out. Only the sound of frosty air could be heard from the boy's lips. Abruptly the whole brunch started to pull him up and he popped open his eyes. The night sky was even more divine especially on this midnight. Though the moon shone more on this night on the boy could not escape the horrors he is facing. His heart was still pounding and his body shaking uncontrollably like a leaf, Justin tried to loosen the branch as it snaked around him, but then the wooden grips were just too strong for him. He returned his attention back on the tree and now looking up closer. Every leaf rustled, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. He looked down then, saw, the branchlets extending wide and spreading onward.

He gasped. The tree branches started separating. As it then spread, the entire trunk moved, and he had expected to see a white glow radiation like a glowing portal. After a silent moment, and then the tree suddenly became a statue. Then he felt a slight loosening of the long branch. Justin calmed as he could get some oxygen, however it roped him once again. As my throat feels raspier. Although he can freely move his neck, locked tight in the arm of the branch, and as Justin looked up and there, a hollow pitch darkness, the deepest depths of blackness he could ever stare at. A few minutes nothing happened and feeling scared enough, until. He saw it, something, or somebody in the total darkness, when it emerged. A small figure it lingered forward. Emerging behind the naked branch was a blonde boy Justin squinted his eyes through the darkness, and then, his light brown eyes are shot with fear. Inside the tree, every limb, every leaf but, something else as well. Sitting there, above the boy she looked much older than the young boy, adorned in an electric blue dress. I felt my stomach bubbling up with trembling fear. Then, the boy, began to stand slowly, slowly up, which made my legs go totally ice cold. I feel a cold breeze slip down my spine when he sees his skin. It looked abnormally pale, with dark black rings under them. When he realized at that moment, the boy and the girl, both, had competently, jet black eyes. Justin gulped hard, he could feel the beads of sweat sweep over his forehead and as Justin gazed back. They are glancing right back at him. They caught him gawking at them, at that very second, the girl and boy both then started to smile an unnatural grin on their faces. My heart then dropped. They’re abnormal smiles look cold and dead expression and expressionless, the eyes were looking as if, straight into my soul. Justin made that mistake of taking his eyes off them. Continued to look, until he caught a glimpse at the corner his eye and saw, a glimmer of something sharp and lying there on the branch when instantly, the black eye boy picked it right up, off the leaved branch, no longer invisible. My heart is beating almost out of my chest and that was when, he saw it, that it was of, an axe.

When I took my eyes off the boy and saw that the golden fair-haired girl, sitting there like a queen on the wooden wing treating it as if a throne. With her elegant electric blue day-dress, which looked like a Victorian period, Justin could not see her face entirely since it was in darkness. All the sudden, she leaned forward carefully, and my heart is beating, faster and faster than ever before. Justin’s jaw suddenly dropped when he saw the girl’s lips are stained in. Wet-BLOOD. Blood. The word screamed in my head, as it was dribbling off her. Drip, drip, drip, sprinkling off on the dark grass. Even with my staring at them was not making things better neither, by the hour trying desperately to try and wiggle free but to my failure, I am caught in the spiders’ web. Then the girl stood up too, and my gaze at the fair-haired left arm. Which was behind her back when she did reveal of that of a severed head. At this very moment I wanted to throw up, it was Alexia Bullwinkle, the cheerleaders captain and a good friend was now all limp. Those evil monsters! How could they do this. Justin helplessly stared, but he could not help but stare, looking right at her lifeless head, the strands of chocolate curls falling in the air and her mouth unresponsive, but the tongue was still inside. A flow of red blood running down her dyed pink roots, what scared me at that second was her alluring green eyes. They were a couple of obscure crimson holes, empty, exactly like the boy and the girl were. Did they scoop them out? like it was ice cream, but rather torn as if ripped out entirely, developing the coldest chill up along both of his arms and then, suddenly, coming over towards him. Justin instantly closed his eyes shut and grinded hard on his teeth. In a second the bloody head began to fall slowly out of the solid black eyes of the girl, her pale iced cold hands and the head began to roll, roll down onto the greenery.

Walking confidently down the dim corridor and Eleanora unsurprised of seeing those familiar faces. All grown up, quiet chattering in big groups. Eleanora, the petite flaming red-haired high school student strides down the endless hallway when abruptly, she remembered that it was back at the last twilight. She looks on back that nippy evening when she was at home and it was a full moon night, a good time to heal all the wounds. A perfect time to discover the odd and the peculiar, Eleanora started using for the first time, tarot cards, my mum told me that I should never play with evil but, as she shuffled them around on her table in her bedroom in the dim, she had carefully placed one down and then the next, then the next one after. After a minute of doing this, they started to open a door for her once she began to unfold them. Now that it is the next day and thought back to the ones that she had used the night before, it was laid out in front of her and as predicted, everyone was staring at her.

She was unfazed by their evil stares, gazing at Eleanora like she had done something harmful. I took a deep breath and closed her eyes, for a moment I cracked them back open, then I lifted my head like a powerful Queen when little rays of light are cascading, as though by magic. As if, I am wearing a jewellike crown over my head. However, I only conjured that, in my mind. I mean, Eleanora is indeed the queen and as she kept on strolling through the endless corridors wearing dark velvet, Dolls Kill, high chunky platforms and hanging off them of silver N' cross accents. The echoes of click clanking of heels against the marble flooring and as I am just about to turn the corner, that is when I had, accidently bumped into him. He was around about my age, attends the same high school, too. He was handsomely lanky, his complexion was a ghostly pale, and his hair were jet-black was shoulder-length, which that is unkept, he had those gorgeous lapzil eyes and he was very slim build but not too skinny and instantly I knew at that moment, my heart was skipping a beat, wait! what! My heart fluttering, she did not predict this at all, you will find love when you least not know it, one of the cards stated. I mean, we’ve have been best friends ever since kindergarten, I had just turned seven and he saved me, resecuring her from a group of immature girls, who were hissing and spitting across the sand box and thinking that it was never going to end. Then, someone showed behind the playground swings in high-top red converse came running and jumped into the box deep into the dark yellow sand, and Eleanora saw that it was Jared. I could not think of what ever happened next but, he was my hero.

As the time passed and quickly learned that he too, is a goth exactly like Eleanora! She is indeed a queen after all, since she had found last week that she is to rule a dark reign among the goths. Although needing a king at her side. She finally found her dark angel at last; Eleanora had never given a thought about it, she never had the thought about finding love ever especially with anyone or anybody, she never taken a glance at any smoke hot boys, well, Eleanora did, though they would always turn her down in a minute. It was simply because, she is a red haired or perhaps a ginger and no boys in her school would never go out with a ginger, the other reason was easy, they weren’t interested, and they would probably find Eleanora incredibly boring until now! and as she continued getting ready underneath the big vanity mirror of her red cherry wood dresser. Expecting to see a range of her expensive designer makeup displaying along the red table but surprisingly. A layout of very coloured candles casting long shadows along the walls, in the middle of the table was an old wooden box, of a walnut wood, a rusty golden metal decoration all around it. Inside this crate of abundance of dried herbs, dead flowers in corked glass bottles, crystals such as a bloodstone, lapis lazuli and the essential oils like Lavender. At the bottom of the box was a Raspberry Leaf, then Rosemary directly from my garden. Beside her, a large black makeup bag and as Eleanora began to unzip and withdraw a long onyx eyeshadow brush. As she added an extra layer of smoky eye, smearing across my smooth lips a dark rouge saint Laurent blood-red lipstick, my mouth felt like it is dripping of crimson, so blood licking she thought. As if began burning its beauty consuming from within it against my lips. Over an hour of transformation, she saw back, glancing at my own reflection, Eleanora is astonished, feeling more stunned she could not believe her eyes, on what stared back at her.

Eleanora rose off her soft chair away from full view. Still was in disbelief on how glamorous she was. My light-toned complexion was even lighter, her lips are ruby, the mascara was black and fuller. Eleanora is wearing a sexy long lace, sheer flare sleeves crop top, with a spaghetti black top under it, having a translucent ruffled trim skirt with a skater also placed there. Eleanora’s gloomy glam, of platform punk creepers, with fishnet ankle socks. As she straightens her black leather four-layer collar choker in the mirror. Eleanora admires the long copper hair, in the thick mirror, they pass down her shoulders, curling at the bottom like red rose, when something rather odd happens. A smile came over her face, like the kind you do not ever see from goth girls, some people might say, goths don’t smile well, we do smile. The room completely silent, but all the sudden my cheerful smile is whipped off when a shuddering of a loud, BANG. Made Eleanora jumped out of her skin. When another big, huge, BANG, she started to get a biting chill prickling up along her arms, as she stood there, but then, BANG, she whirled back around to see my wide window, the long curtain blowing slowly.

I feel all my hairs stand up on ends and a cold chill slip up my spine. The crashing was much more aggressive now. Then perceive a cry that was other-worldly, it did not sound human like at all through the thick glass. Finally, Eleanora pulled back the curtain and to her surprise! That it was just a branch hitting against her window and with a cool sigh, and as she went back to the dresser, but she halted. Eleanora heard, another creak but, it was outside her bedroom door, she froze for a second. Then, now, heavy and loud footsteps striding in the darkness. Going boom, boom, boom. A moment of silence fell in the dark room, she tried to remain still and quiet, but her eyes were fixed at her door, rather the doorknob, then she sees the handle turning. Her door then creaked opened. Eleanora's hands began quivering. Eleanora ran fast back to her bed and now, until a big thump, at that moment she could feel her heart exploded, she still froze at beside her bed. Then Eleanora slowly turned back, and the door was open, fully, A small bright light was moving past the open door, and she saw a tall, long black figure. Eleanora squinted her eyes through the darkness, when she was hit with a warmth sense against Eleanora pale skin. When a flame was coming… coming... closer and closer, and then Eleanora’s heart sank.

She looked up quickly and then light formed into a single, white candle a flame and as it lowered below her face, Eleanora feels her cheeks going torrid. Finally! she makes out, who was there and then for an instance, I knew exactly who it is! seeing beyond the draped shadows. That it’s only her older sister, Claire. The candle is luminating her face, glowing up her flawless complexion. She was a princess Arial, long velvet hair, stunning Caribbean blue eyes and a round shape face, Eleanora then noticed that Claire adorned as a Día de Muertos dress, her whole face painted in a sugar skull, she looked spooky-splendid having black fine detail, wearing a perfectly fitted slim KIllstar maxi decelerated dress, Victorian dark lace, the stunning strap detail on the neckline, also matching a modesty lining on the waist, and bust. A pair of shiny pointed toe Stilettos heels and her straight ruby hair was braided and staring at the curls, looking as if like blood-red roses. Eleanora darted to her bedside lamp and switched it on and as the light blared, but not overly bright and the room looked dark, at last Eleanora becomes steady and soon her heart slowly eases.

"What are you doing sitting in the dark?" putting down the candelabra beside the dresser and sat down on the edge of my bed, Eleanora then settled next to her, she crossed her arms and legs. There is a pause between the two sisters and as the silence breaks in.

"I like, sitting in the dark, its more soothing," I said in a low deep tone.

"Oh, okay, that sounds rather pleasant," she said, but Eleanora rolls her eyes.

"Anyways, he should be here soon, I hope he isn't running late," I said with an anxious tone. As I took my eyes off the window, and I stare down to the floor and feeling sombre. Then Eleanora notices her sister puts both of her hands, as they were in a long black glove, she placed them over my shoulder, and I instantly glance up.

"You'll be fine sis, I’m absolutely sure tonight, will be dark and romantic for sure," she said with a reassuring look, and I smiled back at her.

"I think he'll take you over to a creepy cemetery, or maybe, maybe to a forbidden forest and underneath an orange oak tree, you'll have a picnic together. Oh wait. Then make-out in an abandon mansion," she said as we'd both burst out laughing.

"WOW, Okay, this is our very first date, we're not going that fast," I said. But for a long thoughtful moment, I did have a thought about it, it had been playing on my mind all day, what if, he, he does try to kiss me? I then felt a bag of dancing spiders jumping in my stomach. Eleanora picks up her head and starts to feel sombre again.

"Claire," I pause and as Eleanora stared back to her sister. "What if, he tries to kiss me, what should I do, I mean, I’ve never been kissed before I’m just," my throat is feeling croaky.

"Well… If he thinks about moving his move on you, make sure to take a breath afterwards, trust me," she said.

"Although I do not think you should, must worry too much, just enjoy the moment between the two of you, because it will not last, forever. She then added.

Eleanora rose from my bed and walk straight to my dresser. On the table is the gold candle holder, I had noticed that it had with a low flame had not it moved at least, but for over an hour the flame hardly even flinched, it was still against the wind. Then Eleanora goes over the dresser and as she pulled from the bottom draw a small, glass bottle that was labelled and written in very fancy writing on it, inside the bottle is a melted fluent, in a purest gold, Eleanora then removed the cork of the bottle, and then she brings it down towards her lips and took a whole gulp of it, taking every drop of it.

"Is that one of your newest potions, you'd just created?" asked Claire still crossed legged on the bed, but she had unfolded her arms.

"Is that what it called, potions. I mean, isn’t it just, quite strange on how ever since I was just a little girl, I could do all that and even look longing at the moon for hours," I said. Claire did not replay to my unanswered question, instead slips her black laced gloves as they stretched past the elbows.

"I got to admit Eleanora, but I really don't know why, but we would never judge you, Eleanora." she said with a pleasant smile. I took a breath and took a step forward towards the mirror and began staring once again, at the copper gold candle holder, with its tall, wax, candle. Eleanora stare down at it, the huge low flame was even brighter amber, I feel my eyes bore into the small yellow glow, Unexpectedly, the flickering flame began to, move, I nearly jumped out of my skin, and my eyes widen in surprise, when she feels no gust of air in her room.

"What the-," Eleanora stopped mid sentences and placed her hand over her chest. It got even stranger. When my eyes are glued to the red flame like both of my eyes are catching fire, though for some reason, Eleanora lifted her left hand and loomed across from it. Over the wax light I felt a warm heat source off it. Behind it was another white, waxed candle and swiftly as if instructed, they all ignited and sparked on fire! Eleanora jumped back with a loud yelp and quickly pull my hand away.

"What the bloody-hell was that" she exclaimed.

Then abruptly Eleanora and Clair heard somebody running outside the hall and then into her bedroom. She turned to the front door and sees in the doorway is a boy, he was about average height, with carrot top frizzy hair, a round face and light chestnut eyes. He was not wearing a spooky Halloween costume like Claire, which surprised me at first, but instead. In having a plain orange t-shirt, skinny blue jeans and a black beanie. Bill Thornton, he was a skater, going to parks, riding with his skateboard and hanging out with his good friends and always creates a fire blaze along the skating ramp. Eleanora and Claire both looked up at him, then we notice he had a first aid plaster on his nose. "Bill, you’re not wearing your Halloween costume, you’re going to Colby's house tonight for that party,” Claire said. At first, he does not say a word to her, then Eleanora and Claire both exchange glances with Bill, as he slips both of his hands behind the back pockets of his ripped denim jeans and stared down to the floor.

"Don't tell me that they've cancelled on you," she yelled in a trice voice and raised off the bed. She stood up, in front of him.

"Well," he begins with a huge gulp. “David and Scott had grounded for two months, so it seems that I can't go tonight" he admits. Although, me and Claire are after all being sisters, we know that Bill has been up to no good, and are starting to doubt, but I did not know what to expect from my sister and who knows fully-well that they are something odd for this postpone, of the party of Halloween.

"I mean that sounds really odd they're grounded, what is the reasoning for this," Claire's blue eyes creates massive tidal waves. "Is there more to than to this, that I don't know." Her eyes narrow. Bill went flustered. "It's not anything bad, it is just, Max and Colby got into a big fight back at the park today," he said removing his hands from the back pockets.

"What! about?" she asked him. Bill shrugs his shoulders and looks down at the floor once more and as Claire walks up to our troubling brother, with a serious expression and Bill instantly puts down his left hand, Bill's cheeks go quickly icy cold. Eleanora remained herself at her dresser and watching the blazing candle, go dim.

"Alright! Fine! over a packet of cocaine," he said, which caused both of the girls to jaws drop. Was Bill taking drugs? I could not have imagined seeing him take any types of substances, Eleanora has known him all her life and ever since the day she was born into this family and for Bill, doing anything like that. Although, she knows he can get very extremely stressed at school, especially with homework which me and Claire must help him out on sometimes.

"Please, don't tell me, you’ve started taking drugs and those dangerous stuff, if you are, I am telling mum," Claire's eyes get redder. Her face is filled with strong rage. I could see little drops of water pouring down Bill’s worried face.

"No, of course not, but the boys got into a fight as one of David's friends is passing them around to each other, soon Colby felt forced to take one, he turned it down, but they didn't seem to like that," he said sombrely.

"So, everyone got into a big struggle and then Colby punched David's friend, but David was really angary and then hit him across the nose," he continued with, whilst Claire is giving him a look for concern.

"What happened? How where they punished?" Claire then asked.

"I saw that they're grandfather and grandmother walking in the park that afternoon, with the both of them witnessing to it all, eventually confessed about the drugs," Finally. Bill takes a breath and Claire soon relaxed and sighed. Bill was going to binge horror movies all night, eat popcorn, drink gingerroot bear and then go straight to bed. However, mum and dad are going out this evening, but tells them, that dad is staying in. Because he had to catch up on work. Still, mum is heading out with all her friends, all wearing black pointy hats, long witchy black flowering capes, grabbing wooden broom sticks. Flying on over to the witches’ paddle, Eleanora then thought about Claire. Hoping. She was not thinking about going to cancel on her date tonight, there is to be a party too, which I knew and that she had been waiting to go on. Claire had been talking about it, for weeks, Jake Clarkson, her attractive beau. Eleanora certainly hoped that Claire and Jake where still going. Though, in a few minutes hoping and expecting to see, Jared, he was going to pick up Eleanora at any time now, she had been thinking for over than last twenty-four hours thinking nothing but him. It makes my stomach flutter with a million butterflies.

Everything was ghostly-quiet. Claire and Bill departed from her bedroom and Eleanora sitting at the dresser, the chiming of the old grandfather clock, outside in the dim hall. When a voice is calling from the darkness, "EL-ENA-AROA," It was mum, Eleanora then rose quickly. She darted to the door, for a moment. She froze once again; Eleanora felt a swept of fear. Should I be afraid right now, but about what? I mean, this is just a date but, not just any date, it’s her dream date, Jared Donovan, and the night is fast and whatever could happen, but nothing bad was ever going to happen, although. At this moment Eleanora might be thinking this and soon, she will feel the true terror of Halloween. As she is adjusting the silver strap and at last wrapped it around her shoulder.

"Eleanora. He is here," Inna yelled once again.

Eleanora took another deep breath.

"Okay, I’m coming.

I hope you've enjoyed chapter one of my first book. Please comment and like it too, also give me feedback on what was good and excellent about the book or the first chapter and what should I do even better to improve my writing skills which is not totally perfect, not my best as I found it hard to make my spelling and grammar for years now but don't worry I am planning on going back to college to study English spelling and hopefully I'll get ten time better at my creative writing.

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Animals

Fafern Tiliqua rugosas, swans, gray wolves, albatrosses, deer, coyotes, butterflies, maggots

Odret Penguins, pigeons, turtles, tardigrades, spiders, moths, roaches, bloodhound

Duchess Nightingales, boars, lions, hyenas, killer whales, narwhals, squids

Colors

Fafern Blue, white, gold

Odret Black, purple, red

Duchess Blue, gold, red

Month

Fafern December, March

Odret August, May

Duchess July, January

Songs

Fafern Ghost in the rain, rises the moon, I think I love you, the horror and the wild, heart of stone, heart of steel, I am the winter, gales of song, blind and frozen, safe ship harbored, where is your rider, family jewels

Odret Ocean deep, beneath the brine, lend me your voice, buckled knees, nothing good, fragile things, dirty paws, the fire, pale white horse, this will end, le seine and I, never love an anchor

Duchess Farewell to the crown, tarviin vielä yhden yön aikaa, if I were, hello my old heart, thus always to tyrants, the call, the garden, tongues and teeth, feed me with your heart, everything at once, ship in a bottle, syntisten pöytä

Number

Fafern 43358

Odret 13433

Duchess 13324

Plants

Fafern Spruce, showy stonecrop, dahlia, blackberry

Odret Birch, heliotrope, daffodil, cranberries

Duchess Oak, nettle, dandelion, holly berry

Scents

Fafern Dirt, moss, clay

Odret Hyacinths, burned sugar, hint of sweetness

Duchess Smoke, copper, sulfur

Gemstone

Fafern Cerussite, sapphire, garnet

Odret Amethyst, kunzite, moonstone

Duchess Onyx, sunstone, moissanite

Time of day

Fafern The blue hour

Odret Dusk

Duchess Sunrise

Season

Fafern Fall

Odret Winter

Duchess Spring

Places

Fafern Caves, the small crevices between rocks, somewhere dark and cold, somewhere impenetrable, somewhere safe

Odret Somewhere lonesome yet not abandoned, warm and safe yet not home, somewhere he could feel her again, someplace where he could keep them safe

Duchess Beneath the open sky, boundless field filled with harebells, someplace that only she could find, with a path only he could follow

Food

Fafern Meat the slightly tastes of rot, served with tangy mushrooms and salt of her tears

Odret The same thing she tastes, but he craves for a berry pie made with fresh ingredients

Duchess Something quick to make and light as to make sure she can easily run, should the need arise

Drinks

Fafern Water that drips down the stalactites, better this than the poison that runs through the river

Odret He needs nothing, knowing that she has fresh water

Duchess Rich wine, it tastes awful, but satisfaction come from quenched thirst, it comes from knowing she’s taking something away from him

Element

Fafern Zirconium

Odret Hafnium

Duchess Carbon

Seasonings

Fafern Rosemary, ginger, dill

Odret Poppy seeds, cinnamon, nutmeg

Duchess Saffron, cayenne pepper, turmeric

Sky

Fafern A freezing, cloudless winter night, maybe there will be northern lights

Odret When both the sun and the moon are visible, with a few clouds in the sky

Duchess Dark, looming clouds rushing with the wind, it’ll rain soon

Weather

Fafern A winter day, but the weather is starting to warm up

Odret Cold spring day, few weeks after the last snow had melted

Duchess Stormy day when the wind blows and lightning strikes the ground

Magical powers

Fafern Ice so cold it’ll freeze any in an instant, and a gale so frigid none dare to harm those it chooses to shield

Odret A shadow that shrouds and hides all from prying eyes, let no one see the danger that approaches, or the help that is coming

Duchess A song so irresistible all will join hand in hand to dance to its tune till their shoes shred and they fall to the ground from exhaustion

Weapons

Fafern The very water that travels through everyone

Odret Shadows, and the scythe of a hooked horror

Duchess The lyre she plays can bring as much pain as it brings joy

Candy/Sweets

Fafern Black and red licorice, candied cherries

Odret Rock candy, sweethearts

Duchess Dark chocolate, sour lollipops

Method of long distance travel

Fafern Creating an ice horse and using that as a steed

Odret Walking

Duchess Charming someone into carrying her

Art style

Fafern Finger painted, reminiscent of cave art

Odret Rough, sharp lines, as if chiseled into stone

Duchess Flowing and free, as if drawn to the tune of a pleasant song

Fears

Fafern Being abandoned, being misunderstood. Afraid of not seeing him again, afraid of the day when it’ll be too late, yet too scared to go back and face the consequences of her own actions, fears they forgets once he’s endangered

Odret That he won’t see her again, of time running out, her reaction, the sun, dying again, wasting the chance he's been given

Duchess Of not being enough, being weak, his victory, failing, the contracts

Mythological creature

Fafern Tuonelan joutsen

Odret Iku-Tihku

Duchess Vörðr

Piece of stationery

Fafern Pinned bugs, magnets

Odret Chisels, ice picks

Duchess Notebooks, matches

Three emojis

Fafern ❄️🔥🕧

Odret 🩻🧊🔥

Duchess 🎶👁️😶

Celestial body

Fafern Wandering planet

Odret A comet

Duchess Pulsar planet

#fafern #odret #duchess #someone get fafern fresh food they've been in the Underdark for too long