#Shay d man

[superiorsturgeon]

DeadPyr:

Adam: *tosses tied-up Jaune on the ground*

Jaune: Oof! What do you assholes want?!

Cinder: *crouches down in front of Jaune* Don’t worry, blondie, we’re not going to hurt you. You’re just bait for your girlfriend, Pyrrha!

Jaune: My girlfriend is dead!

Cinder: Yeah…see, that’s what I thought! But she just keeps coming back!

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Pyrrha: *at the laundromat, trying to scrub bloodstains from her suit*

Maria Calavera: *doing her laundry beside Pyrrha* Use lemon juice and baking soda to clean blood out of clothes.

Pyrrha: 😲

Maria: …idiot…

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Garbage Truck: *pulls up beside shady hideout building*

Pyrrha: *half climbs, half falls out the back*

Pyrrha: Thanks for the ride! Sorry for bleeding all over your garbage!

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Pyrrha: *tearing through a hideout of bandits*

Vernal/Shay D Man: *run to safe room and slam the door behind them*

Pyrrha: *trying to break into safe room* Come on! It’s my anniversary today and I’m running late! 😫

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Neo: *behind the bar* So you’re back from the dead, huh? Have you told your boyfriend?

Pyrrha: No…! I’m terrified of what he’ll say when he sees my face…😭

Neo: Oh, come on, how bad can it-

Pyrrha: *pulls back her hood, revealing her scars*

Neo: WHOA!! Your face looks like an avocado face-fucked a topographic map! 😨

Pyrrha: Thank you…😑

Neo: It must’ve been serious hate-fucking…there was something wrong in the relationship…😰

Pyrrha: Thank you…😓

Neo: I’m sorry, but you look…haunting…!

Pyrrha: *face on the table*…thank you…😭

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Pyrrha: *smashes phone down* AAAARGH!!!

Neo: Shit, they’ve got Jaune?!

Pyrrha: …I need guns!

Neo: Which guns?

Pyrrha: ALL OF THE GUNS!!! 🤬

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Pyrrha: Okay…I need your help…! They’ve got Jaune! 😓

Nora/Ren: 🤨

Ren: All right, but in return we’d like you to consider joining us!

Pyrrha: Okay…FINE…

Pyrrha: *muttering as she turns away* …it’s funny…all the other teams have four members, but I only ever see two of you…

Pyrrha: …it’s almost like the writer was too lazy to add more characters…

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Pyrrha: *standing on Cinder’s body*

Cinder: 😵

Pyrrha: …I’m just a girl…standing in front of a boy…

Pyrrha: …Oh my gods, what the hell am I going to say to him?!?!

Ren: *turning away* Well, you’d better think of something quick…!

Nora: 🤭

Pyrrha: What…? *turns around*

Jaune: 😡

Pyrrha: 😱

#rwby #adam taurus #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #lie ren #cinder fall #neopolitan #maria calavera #arkos #jaune x pyrrha #jaune arc X Pyrrha Nikos #vernal #Shay d man #source: deadpool

[howlingday]

5 Minutes in the Life of Headmaster Arc

Jaune: (Into one scroll) Ren, you can make whatever you want! I'll still eat it!

Jaune: (Into another) Huh? I know you didn't invite me to dinner, Headmaster Schnee I wasn't talking to you! (Groans) I'll call you back.

Emerald: Headmaster, General Bree is here to discuss security.

Harriet: (Nods) Headmaster.

Jaune: Good after-

Student: Hey, Headmaster! (Shoves Harriet)

Student: (Shoves Emerald) What's the big idea changing class lengths?!

Jaune: Well, you see-

Junior: (Through the window) Pardon me, but my boys and I need to work on the fountain.

Jaune: The fountain? Why do you need to-?

Shay: (Smashes through the wall) 'Scuse me, Mr. Headmaster, but I'm with Branwen Electrical. We need to change the wiring in Wing B, so I need you to sign this 428 form.

Jaune: Uh, was there a memo on-? WHOA!

Miltia: Like, sorry! Our boss told us that we had to move furniture.

Melanie: Something stupid about taking old ones and replacing them with new ones. We'll just-

Harriet: Hey, I was here first!

Student: We're more important!

Junior: Hold on-!

Shay: Just a minute-!

Emerald: Headmaster-

ENOUGH!

Jaune: All of you, against the wall, in order of arrival! (Huffs) Yes, Specialist Bree, I would love to discuss the important security details for the upcoming festival. Give me ten minutes, and I should be ready.

Jaune: Both of you, you are students at the one and only New Beacon Academy to become Huntresses of the highest calibre. A change in scheduling should be nothing compared to what you'll experience in the real world. If you would like, Deputy Headmistress Sustrai can explain how the recent low testing scores and increased delinquent activities among your peers are related to the change in class attendance. My apologies if the change has caused any discomfort for you.

Jaune: Sir, once you have explained the purpose of your repairs on the fountain, you may have my permission to work on it, but only after you have explained and if you agree to do it AFTER the last class ends at 4PM.

Jaune: Mr. Shay, give me the form, and I will sign it AFTER I have fully read both it AND any pertinent memo regarding this.

Jaune: AND FINALLY, I appreciate the initiative of your company, but furniture is to be moved around ONLY between graduation and initiation. Please inform your employer of these terms, and to look at New Beacon ordinance 2-79G.

Jaune: NOW ALL OF YOU GET OUT! (They leave, Sighs) Oh... Is it lunchtime yet?

Emerald: (Giggles) No, breakfast was only an hour ago, sir.

#rwby #unsacred #un/sacred #jaune arc #emerald sustrai #junior xiong #shay d man #melanie malachite #miltiades malachite #harriet bree #shay d. man #shay d mann #shay d. mann

[iceicewifey]

What does Ms. Shay think of the other Agents of DIO? 😁

wah tysm for the ask!! also i realized this isn't exactly what you were asking after i’d typed all this out, i just learned how to read 😭

Shay doesn’t really get to meet a lot of them—most she’s only seen in passing. She lives in the mansion, so she only really has relationships with/opinions about the other guys that live there 🫠

DIO　⸺ 　Holds him in high regard which is unusual for someone like her. Serves him (mostly) without question because she’s terrified of what’ll happen to her if anything happens to him—she’s (mostly) willing to bend to his every whim as she was promised protection from the organizations she’d gotten wrapped up in that wanted her dead in exchange. She’s not his closest subordinate by any means but she’s trusted enough to know the secret of his stand, a secret she’d keep with her life.

Enyaba　⸺ 　Complains about her a lot but she actually quite likes the old woman when not being bossed around. Misses her after she leaves for Pakistan but wouldn’t admit it. Doesn’t miss being thwacked by her staff tho.

Terence T. D'Arby　⸺ 　Thinks he can be a bit of a prick at times but she gets along with him pretty well despite it. Doesn't know a single thing about video games but impressed by his expertise. His doll collection both intrigues her and freaks her out a bit.

Daniel J. D'Arby　⸺ 　 Hates him because she always gets a shit hand when agreeing to play with him (/hj) Considered propositioning him to steal her father's soul at one point but ultimately decided against it. Doesn't dislike him but gets along with Terence better and doesn't wanna get caught up in the spat between the two of them. Also thinks his cat is cute.

Vanilla Ice　⸺ 　Thought he was a bit intense at first but warmed up to him once she got used to the RBF. Her first impression still haunts her (/lh) Anyway. They're just Good Friends™ and totally nothing more than that. Definitely don't have a thing going on. She’s not in love with him at all. (/s)

Kenny G.　⸺ 　Likes him since they live together but she doesn’t speak to him too much unless necessary. Just doesn’t really click with him like she does with Ice or D'Arby.

Nukesaku　⸺ 　Thought his typical appearance and the female disguise were two different people at first 😭 She liked the female disguise mostly because she assumed she wasn't the only woman other than Enya in the place but alas. She kicked his ass after realizing. Hates the ‘little freak’ and actively partakes in bullying him.

Hol Horse　⸺ 　Likes him but can't stand him at the same time. Besides her run in with DIO back in Florida, Hol Horse was the first one she met upon getting to Cairo—she accosted him at the airport to help her out because she didn't know where she was and "surely the guy dressed like a cowboy speaks English... right?"😭 Doesn't see him around too often since he doesn't live there but she's just glad he doesn't try to flirt with her any time he is around anymore lmao

#mail 💌 #oc d. shay #jojo oc #oc x canon #ik dio doesn't count since he's the big boss man but i included everyone that lives there #or is implied to in daniel's case #i feel like she'd like mariah & midler too but idk how to have her meet them :( #i hope this wasn't supposed to be an ica 🥲 #in love with queue

[blkwag]

we need voice notes omg

#but im still a little ticked about something from yesterday #so we’re getting closer to the season starting and i’ve been posting on our socials ummm the players for the 2023 season #and I started with returning players bc that’s was me and m established like months ago #so m is a player and he’s returning but he was the last returning player i was gonna post #and a couple weeks ago maybe last week d (the guy who used to run the socials which he still has access to) texted me and asked if i was #gonna make a post that day (it was a tues) and i was like no. cause I do them M W F #so he was like good cause i want m to be the last player announced and i was like yeah. he will be the last RETURNING player announced #KEEP THAT IN MIND YALL. LAST RETURNING PLAYER ANNOUNCED #so why did i make m’s post yesterday and in the caption even said something like for our LAST RETURNING PLAYER and i announced m #WHYYYYYYY DID d text me something like ‘shay it’s done but i wanted m to be the last player.’ bc he didn’t want his old team who happens to #be a rival to know he was still playing here which where tf else would he go at this point like if he was gonna go back to them or anywhere #else he wouldn’t be here??? #then he added a smile emoji and like said it’s no big deal. then why tf did you send the message #so i was like 🤨😐 sorry. i didn’t know he wanted m to be that last player announced but if you followed me you would know that i specifically #posted about the returning players. so why tf would i post m at the very end. #why would i post about the returning players. then go into new signings and be like oh wait here’s our last player who is a returning player #that should’ve been posted three weeks ago 😐 #what sense would that make #but i was like whatever man #literally m and c were like. it’s not a big deal #and they tell me all the time to take what d says with a grain of salt and to not take it to heart #bc at the end of the day. he’s still not in the office physically #so he literally doesn’t know what convos were having and what we’re talking about and planning on the office #apparently he comes in tomorrow which 🙂 #it’s fine. but he better not fawking pile a bunch of shit on me #luckily i have m and c around so they probably won’t let that happen

[jade-green-butterfly]

Just watched Trolls Band Together...ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!😍😍😍(SPOILERS AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!)

Oooh, my Harmonia...just got back from watching Trolls Band Together and my GOODNESS!!🤩✨🤩✨🤩Words cannot describe how amazed and engrossed I was into the whole movie!!💖💖💖Was it worth the seven month wait?😗TOTALLY!!😍😍😍It was absolutely fantastic, and I LOVED and enjoyed every single moment of it!!🥰

I was really getting into scenes, got quite a few laughs out of some scenes and was touched the wholesome ones~💕Branch's brothers were just as enjoyable on screen - John Dory still being my fave as he grew throughout the movie (LOVE Rhonda too!😁) Spruce/Bruce is such a lovable family man, Clay was (serious)ly awesome in his scenes and the tender moments between Floyd and Branch really got me...especially with the flashbacks...🥲 It was so great to see Grandma Rosiepuff again, though I do wish there was more feeling shown when her death was mentioned, hopefully the brothers will come to terms with it more in time...and Branch's bunker plan for them all, d'awww...~🥺So he DID build the bunker for all his family...😭 Viva was such an amazing character as well as she adorably bonded with Poppy (ooh, dear King Peppy, I know you were heartbroken at the time but c'mon...😅) and finally braved out of her comfort zone, and Tiny Diamond going through his big boy phase was real cute and funny😂Bridget and King Gristle were great too, it was lovely seeing them again along with the Bergens!😊 I had a feeling Velvet and Veneer were luring BroZone to them, they were such good villains with their goals and personalities but I am glad Floyd got through to Veneer in the end, and he saw the wrong he and his sister were doing, and came clean to everyone. And Crimp was a cutie and deserves better🫂(glad she got a hug from Poppy and stood up to Velvet and Veneer in the end😌) And it was also great to see some of the Snack Pack again too, including Prince D and especially my darling Cooper too, eeeee~!😍💗💗💗He looked so dapper!💝🥰 Speaking of Poppy, she was just as darling as ever~!😚I seriously LOVED her relationship and her undying love for Branch blossom so much here whilst supporting and fangirling for him all the way as they interacted, bless her~😊And that sweet BROPPY KISS!!🤭...🤩I was going 'YES!! FINALLY!!' under my breath, grinning from ear to ear in that moment~💙💖And that moment when I thought he was gonna pop the question during the performance during the end...hehe, maybe another time~😉But I certainly didn't expect *NSYNC to show up in their trollsonas near the end...what a twist!😮

The chase scene and perfect family harmony scene were truly epic and it really shows, it doesn't have to be perfect as long as we're altogether~💞💓All the locations of the brothers were stunning to look at, with Vacay Island and Spruce/Bruce's family, the creepy abandoned Bergen golf course with the Putt-Putt Trolls, and finally Mount Rageous - a whole lot of wonder to take in!💖Walt Dohrn, Gina Shay and the DreamWorks Animation Crew did such an fantastic job on everything!✨🌟✨And that huge BroZone hug...again, d'aaaaww~!😭

As for the songs...I'll be downloading the rest of the album now because they were all wonderful to listen to!🎧🎶Real boyband and 90's nostalgia~✨I know they're gonna be stick in my head for a long time, hehe!😆I have so many faves, especially all versions of 'Better Place'~😚

A greatly HUGE thank-you in a million to everyone Trolls for such a fantastic movie, which I wonderfully enjoyed all the way through, from start to finish!🌟👏👏👏🌟AAAHH!!💓💗💓I JUST LOVED IT ALL!! 😍🤩😍I give it a solid 9.5 out of 10!!😊👍✨Totally made my weekend~!🫶🥰

#dreamworks trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #trolls 3 spoilers #movie spoilers #brozone #branch #poppy #queen poppy #branch x poppy #broppy #john dory #spruce #bruce #clay #floyd #viva #velvet and veneer #tiny diamond #movie review #movie billboard #jade-green-butterfly

[teecupangel]

Colossal Squid! Desmond and I'll give you my bones

“Have you heard the legends of the Kraken, Shay?”

“Every sailor has.” Shay answered politely, glancing at their guest.

Even as bitter wind gripped its claws at them, Haytham Kenway looked as prim and proper as a gentleman on his way to watch an opera.

Shay, on the other hand, had pulled the fabric around his neck up to cover his freezing nose.

“And do the stories tell of the Kraken a monster that destroys without any care of one’s status or upbringing?”

“The sea is a cruel mistress to all, Master Kenway.” Shay answered, glancing to his right. Gist just shrugged, obviously also a bit confused to why Haytham Kenway was talking about the Kraken all of a sudden.

“Yes, she is.” Haytham agreed as he walked towards the bow of the ship, “But the Kraken is not cruel.”

“He is playful and intelligent. He also has the habit of trying to show his displeasure using his limbs.” Haytham continued, making the other crew members stare at him, forgetting their tasks as they listened to a man who sounded like he knew the Kraken himself, “But above all else…”

“He is one ugly squid.” Haytham commented.

They would have laughed at that but the waters beneath them grew dark almost immediately.

Large tentacles rose from the depths and the crew shouted in fear and surprise.

Shay immediately ordered them to main the cannons but stopped when Haytham said, “It is no use. Human weaponry does not work on him.”

Shay froze, noticing that what he had thought to have been sunlight against the tentacles was actually…

Glowing lines that reminded Shay of the light of that device back in Lisbon.

For a brief moment, Shay was paralyzed, the fear and pain of that day flashing before him.

Haytham was still speaking and Shay tried to focus on his voice.

Haytham wasn’t there in Lisbon.

Shay wasn’t there in Lisbon anymore.

Haytham was his anchor to the present.

“The Kraken is what those who know nothing call him. The Templars though… had a different name for him.” Haytham continued calmly, as if the ship had not been kept in place by tentacles coiling all around it. There was no creaking sound and that only made Shay more frightened.

The Kraken knew how to control its strength so it wouldn’t damage the ship, only keep it immobilized.

That kind of intelligence…

“Desmond.”

Shay frowned.

Where have he heard the name before?

“The sea monster that Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad tamed. The ruler of the seas that cares for the Assassin Brotherhood.”

That’s right.

Shay heard Adéwalé talked about a ‘Desmond’ before. Shay had thought it was some kind of pet because Adéwalé talked about how it followed his old friend whenever he sailed.

One of the tentacles reach out towards Haytham and Shay shouted, “Master Kenway!”

Haytham raised a hand, stopping Shay from unsheathing his dual blades.

“Do not move, do not speak, do not even think.” Haytham ordered calmly, “He is here for me.”

“Will this be the day you drag me into the depths, Desmond?” Haytham asked, a slight curiosity in his tone, “Or will you still prolong this dance we share?”

The tentacle wrapped around his neck but, with how big the tentacle was, it wrapped his entire upper body instead.

Haytham didn’t seem worried, looking at the sea below as he stood at the very tip of the bow, “Well?”

Shay and the rest of the crew could only stare, frozen by fear and confusion, as Haytham was slowly lifted.

… before he was placed in the center of the ship. The tentacles uncoil around him slowly. There was a pause before it flicked Haytham’s hat off and Haytham simply gave a tired sigh.

The tentacles let go of the ship and returned to the depths of the sea.

It took a few seconds before the water returned to its normal color.

The entire crew gave out a relieved sigh as many of them fell on their asses.

“Master Kenway, what was that?” Shay asked and all of them turned to stare at the mysterious man as he picked up his hat.

“That was Desmond.” Haytham said as if he was just introducing a family friend he didn’t get along with, “The Sea Scourge of the Templars. He attacks every ship that shows its Templar affiliation. He won’t attack this ship though.”

“It won’t?” Shay couldn’t stop himself from sounding skeptical.

“As long as I sail with you, he will not.” Haytham said.

“Why?”

“Because that squid still believes I am my father’s son.”

#desmond is turned into an animal subgenre #desmond is turned into a creature subgenre #look it was either this #or this is going to turn into a squidja situation #assassin's creed #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed #desmond miles #haytham kenway #shay cormac #ngl i just wanted to write haytham and shay #i've been writing edward for most marine desmond asks XD

[redskull199987]

Guess who finally watched Dune Part II :D

!SPOILERS!

Ya'll, this movie sigle-handedly made me realize again just how much I love movies. It was so fucking awesome. Every littel Part about it

Let's start with the acting. And Oh boy, Every single actor and actress did their job perfectly. Everything felt so real. The Moment Paul drank the Water of Life??? You could literally see how he changed, how he embraced the fact that he is the Lissan Al-Gaib, the acting was literally perfect. And then there is freaking Austin Butler

This man has portrayed Feyd-Rautha so perfectly. When I read the Book, that was literally how I imagined him, it was awesome

Talking of Feyd-Rautha, the fight scene between him and Paul??? It was so good, my jaw literallly dropped when I saw it. The moment they stabbed each other being a reference to Part I where Gurney and Paul trained together, just chefs kiss.

Also, hear me out on Lady Jessica. I was so exited to see her become the Sayyadina. That transition from being a loving Mother to an Almost cult-like religous leader that pushes Paul into a direction of her wishes. It was portrayed beautifully. Let alone her character and Costume design. It was breathtaking.

Another thing that really blew my mind again, was the Soundtrack. Seriously, who let Hans Zimmer cook this hard?? The Soundtrack was literally one of the reasons I was so exited for Part II and was not dissapointed.

Let's also not forget the Scene where Paul rode on Shai Hulud for the first time. My jaw was literally on the Floor the entire Time. That was also one of the scenes, I was most exited for and man, I wanted to stand up and clap after it because it was so fucking awesome. The fact alone that the Fremen ride on the Sandworms has me giddy like a little kid.

And of course, the End, the beginning of the holy war. I must admit, I have not read past the first Book yet, but I am most exited to start now and I really hope that the Franchise gets continued. The final scenes just had so much power in them, you could almost feel the tension in the air, with Paul becoming the Emporer and leading the Fremen into battle. It was just mind-blowing.

#Dune #Dune movie #Dune 2 #Dune II #Dune Part II #Dune Part 2 #Dune 2024 #Dune Spoilers #Dune II Spoilers #Paul Atreides #timothée chalamet #feyd rautha #Austin Butler #Lady Jessica #rebecca ferguson #Hans Zimmer #Movie #Movies #movie review

[especiallyhaytham]

Where was our subplot about all of Haytham's Templars being a cliquey little gentlemen's club and treating Shay like the scum of the earth, because that would've been so valid and entertaining as hell.

A) He's always out in the woods getting dirty instead of doing things in a civilized, vaguely ominous way, B) He's a former Assassin and nobody trusts him, because why would they, C) It's definitely not sus that his "sworn enemy"/old friend just happened to kill Monro when Shay was conveniently somewhere else, mmh, sure, and D) He lost the Precursor Box, and that's the second time they took an L and Didn't Get The Cool Thing (first was when Haytham couldn't open the cave). Man if I was a Templar, I'd be sick to death of Shay. Here comes the new guy who's the boss's favorite even though he can't do shit. Let's put spiders in his bed.

Also E) He's the bad Catholic kind of Irish, unlike Johnson who's Protestant and cool (which is a canon fact, for some reason?). That's not relevant to anything, I just think Ubisoft wasted the best opportunity to show how Ireland was absolutely reamed by the British. Everyone likes to pretend that didn't happen, huh.

#shay cormac #assassin's creed rogue #especially haytham

[bookworm-with-coffee]

Shay Patrick Cormac

《 T e m p l a r • ◇ • H u n t e r • ◇ • G u a r d i a n 》

Born: September 12, 1731

Died: { - u n k n o w n - } .

"Stay my blade from the flesh of the innocent, hide in plain sight, don't compromise the Assassin's Brotherhood". "I am Shay Patrick Cormac. Templar of the Colonial, of the American Rite. I am an older man now, perhaps wiser. A war and a revolution have ended and another is about to begin. May the Father of Understanding guide us all...".

#shay cormac #shay patrick cormac #assassin's creed rogue #ac rogue #assassin's creed #assassins creed #assassins creed rogue #aesthetics #aesthetic #ac edit #assassin's creed edit #my posts #i love him so much

[qqueenofhades]

just saw your offer for book recs and would love some fantasy/sci fi books, it seems like we have similar taste. i just finished nk jemisin's broken earth trilogy, and also loved the city we became by her.

Aha, I am at work right now and thus do not have my bookshelves at hand to make sure I'm not missing something blindly obvious. However, I will start you off with these:

The Rook and Rose trilogy by M.A. Carrick (The Mask of Mirrors, The Liar's Knot, Labyrinth's Heart). Yes, this is the series I have been screaming about nonstop for the past few weeks and thus craftily suckering unsuspecting passersby into reading. An AMAZING world, an OT3 who own my entire ass, lots of political intrigue, cultural and social commentary, a unique magic system, and also plenty of humor. It really has it all. I continue my one-man quest to make this fandom bigger. Ahem.

The Green Bone trilogy by Fonda Lee (Jade City, Jade War, Jade Legacy). Another fantastic fantasy series that NEEDS more readers. Inspired by Chinese/Hong Kong kung-fu movies, set in a gritty modern universe, kind of like the Godfather but with magical jade-wielding families. Tons of discussion of empire, culture, violence, appropriation, power, war, family, Asian identity, more. They're likewise nice and long to keep you busy.

The Daevabad trilogy by S.A. Chakraborty (The City of Brass, The Kingdom of Copper, The Empire of Gold). Another you-gotta-read-this trilogy (yes, I have many of them). Set in the 18th-century Middle East and the magical djinni kingdom of Daevabad. Politics, empire, religion, history, intrigue, magic, scheming families, ancient wars, and my most beloved, Muntadhir al-Qahtani. What is not to love.

The Priory of the Orange Tree and its standalone prequel, A Day of Fallen Night, by Samantha Shannon. Absolute doorstopper (800+ pages apiece) epic-with-dragons-and-medieval-worlds fantasy, like Game of Thrones if Game of Thrones was a) good b) gay c) feminist and d) had people of color. She is also the author of the Bone Season series (four books thus far) which is a unique blend of futuristic sci-fi and fantasy set in an alternate totalitarian London and a ruined Oxford.

Winter's Orbit and Ocean's Echo by Everina Maxwell. Two M/M space opera romances (set in the same universe, but can be read independently). She got her start as a fanfic writer and it shows; these are both delightful, plotty, funny, and full of sassy gay disaster homosexuals in space.

A Memory Called Empire and A Desolation Called Peace by Arkady Martine (I have read the first one, need to read the second one). Historian of medieval Byzantium writes space opera set in Space Constantinople which is also Space Tenochtitlan. Explores language, history, memory, power, identity, assimilation, and more, and is also very funny.

Autonomous, The Future of Another Timeline, and The Terraformers by Annalee Newitz. High-concept social-commentary dystopian science fiction; of the three, Terraformers (the newest one) might be my favorite. They're not related so you can read them in whatever order.

Two books that I have not read yet but I really want to: Swim Home to the Vanished by Brendan Shay Basham and To Shape a Dragon's Breath by Moniquill Blackgoose. Both are fantasy novels by Native American authors; Basham's is magical realism and Blackgoose's is about a Native American dragon-rider facing assimilation at an English (Anglish) boarding school.

Likewise coming soon and I am excited: The Jinn-Bot of Shantiport by Samit Basu. Middle Eastern-inspired fantasy, cyberpunk, techno-magic. In space!

There are definitely more that I will get home and be like oh wait yeah. But this should get you started.

#sinistershit #ask #book recs

[mashithamel]

I found that someone had transcribed the Old Tongue lyrics for “Nynaeve al’Meara,” but I haven’t found a translation yet. So I took a stab at it!

I’ll post the Old Tongue lyrics, then my attempt at a translation. Words or lines in bold are ones I had to guess at using context. It’s not an exact one-to-one translation, but more of what I think it’s trying to say.

Afterward, I will list out the words and their meanings. (?) means I couldn’t find that exact word, and where possible I breakdown how I determined a likely meaning. Bold words are ones I could not find a meaning for.

With the definitions I will link to my translation sources and at the top the original site with the transcription. Enjoy!

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Totah Manetheren der

Waji weladthi tar valon

Ninte ghoba dvo ahendrelle

Dvodrelle duadh ninte khadye

Devore rieht

Riehtne mazers sa’trewele

Aleikya saidar

Mat’saidar daghain’cov

Seren’shai

Pochivat

Ninte saidendrelle

Tsunga ellis sheikar

Ashandore balfrait

Grean al dival

Shukan vaanok

Ni’walden merwon

Kerenya keewal

Ashandore Jaendar

Ashandore ma’zaffid

Ma’tumasenya ashandore

Ashama’sein der mirhage

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Far from your mountain home

Now you are in Tar Valon

Your soul is of the two rivers

The waters of the Two Rivers is in your bones

Strive for balance

You balance on one side your magnificent braid

You must own your own power

Your power will overcome your fear

Stubborn woman

Make

The strength of the river

Into a raging fire

Wisdom from the Women’s Circle

Channel from the Light

Seek to protect them

Your fears are boiling

You must let them boil out

Wisdom of women

Wisdom you are enough

Your protection, Wisdom

Will guard them from harm

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Definitions

totah: far

Manetheren: mountain home

der: from

waji: now

weladthi: life

ninte: your

ghoba: soul

dvo: two

ahendrelle: river/waters

Dvodrelle: Two Rivers

duadh: water

khadye: related to bone

devorye: ask yourself (?)

- devor: ask

- ye: I

rieht: balance

riehtne: balancer (?)

- rieht: balance

- ne: suffix -er

mazera

sa’: superlative

trewele: braid

aleikya: one’s own (?)

- al: of the

- lei: man

- ya: my own

saidar: power (feminine)

- sai: power

- dar: female

mat: control

daghain: fear

cov: owner

seren: stubborn

shai: woman

pochivat: start

saidendrelle: power of the river

tsunga: into (solely based on context)

ellis sheikar: raging sun (literally “bright sun”)

ashandore: Wisdom (literally “mountain guard”)

balfrait: Women’s Circle (?)

- bal: circle

- frait: strong

grean: channel

al’: to the

dival: light

shukan: healthy, pl (?)

- shuk: health

- an: pleural

vaanok: delve (?)

- vaa: maybe sense?

- nok: maybe act?

ni: for

walden

merwon: boiling

kerenya: cook for yourself (?)

- ren: related to cooking

- ya: my own

keewal: out/finish (?)

- keesh: out

Jaendar: belonging to women (?)

- ja: of

- en: pleural

- dar: feminine

ma’zaffi: completely whole (?)

- ma: stresses importance

- zaffi: complete

- d: belonging to

ma’tumasenya: protection (?)

- ma: stresses importance

- tumasen: safe

- ya: my own

ashama: guard

sein: them

mirhage: harm

#wheel of time #nynaeve al'meara #wot on prime #lyrics #translation #from old tongue to english #this took so long

[superiorsturgeon]

Adult JNPR: *on a mission fighting bandits*

Shay D Man: *gets disarmed and charged by Pyrrha*

Pyrrha: *winds up her spear* Here comes the airplane! Woosh, woosh, woosh…!

Shay D Man: …

Bandits: …

JN_R: …

Pyrrha: …I’m sorry, my husband and I have twin toddlers…

Pyrrha: …I am SO VERY tired…! 😩

#source: tumblr #rwby #team jnpr #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #nora valkyrie #lie ren #arkos #jaune x pyrrha #jaune arc x pyrrha nikos #shay d man

[howlingday]

Ren: So, you're the bandits?

Shay: No!

Yang: Don't be rude, Shay.

Nora: And you're here for the relic?

Shay: No!

Yang: ...We are.

Yang: And I am the Princess of All Bandits!

Ren: You're a princess?

Shay: No!

Yang: ...Fuck you, Shay.

#rwby #dragon ball z abridged #dbza #lie ren #shay d man #nora valkyrie #yang xiao long #shay d. mann #shay d mann #shay d. man

[iceicewifey]

man,,,

she's come pretty far in about a year and half,, i keep forgetting how 😬 my art used to be /lh

#oc d. shay #this is nowhere near done hence the lines all over the place i haven't cleaned up but man #left is from june 2021 and the right is from november #<- of this year obviously #it may not have seemed like it this whole time but she's never really had much continuity when it came to stuff like her hair and stuff #it was always 'sure this looks good' #still sad i nerfed her abs tbh #but it's okay because she breasted boobily- /shot #what i'm working on between comms #i'm slow but i'm getting there #spankz arts #spankz chat

[purpleyoonn]

Dance of Time 2

D A N C E   O F   T I M E

“A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.” -Bukowski

Summary: You were finally back in the hometown you left right after graduation, researching the mysterious manor that laid outside of the town limits. Your family was acting weird, and the owner of the manor seemed to know more about you than he should. Everything changed when you entered the manor, and you weren’t sure your dance with time was going to last very long.

Pairing: Vampire BTS x Human Reincarnated Reader

Status: Ongoing (random updates)

Genre: soulmate au, reincarnation, yandere themes, possessive boys, angst, fluff,

Warnings: smut, violence, tempers, mentions of death, murder, some explicit descriptions of violence, blood,

Chapter Warnings: flashback scenes, fingering, slight smut, teasing, possessive bangtan, yandere bangtan, awkward family dinners, jin takes charge, 

Masterlist // Chapter 1 // Chapter 3

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Previously on Dance of Time:

“Joon says he is going to have Jimmy email her tomorrow about a meeting. He doesn’t want to waste any time in having her again. That old bat already kept her from us once, he doesn’t want it to happen again.” The older man quirks his head, listening to the bitter tone his younger mate held. The contempt for the old women palpable as he looks at his mate.

“We won’t have to worry about her, or him this time. They know what will happen if she is kept from us again.” Both men’s eyes flash red, their reflection against your window showing the veins creeping up their eyes at the remembrance of you leaving town the first time.

“She won’t be able to hide from us again.” Turning around and back into the tree line, the younger steals once last glance at your sleeping form before letting himself be dragged into the trees, food being the only thing on his mind once again as he let the feeling of the hunt take over once more.

You had just left the house for the library, wanting to get an early start on your research. You had barely slept an hour, couldn’t rest with the feeling of someone watching you. Instead, you spent some time going through photos, particularly the photo album your mom had put together when you were in elementary school.

It held old photos, grade school pictures, even artwork you completed in class and your mother put up on the fridge for everyone to see. She had little notes associated with each piece, something you said or what she thought of the piece. It had you smiling as you ran your fingers over her handwriting.

The library was one of the oldest buildings in town, the old worn-down brick was dark, tainted with time and memories. It was one of your favorite places growing up, your mom taking you there quite often after school, and sometimes even during school when you were having a bad day. It was your happy place, where your imagination wasn’t shot down or stifled. Where you could read about far off kingdoms and magic wielders.

The door was already opened, allowing you to enter and come face to face with Mrs. Shay, the very women who helped build your love for reading. Your footsteps alerted her to your presence, and when she looked up, the biggest smile grew on her lips as she began to move out from behind the front desk. Her arms were held out, waiting for you to move in, wrapping your own arms around her.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the little darling who used to run my library rampant!” She exclaimed, squeezing you tight once more before pulling back, placing her hands on your shoulders to get a better look at you.

“Hey now! I was such a good kid!” You retorted back, not even fighting the grin that made its way on your face. Mrs. Shay just scrunched her nose at you, shaking her head at your expression.

“You haven’t changed, have you darlin’?” With your grin still on your lips, you shake your head, only for her to slap you on the arm.

“Okay darlin’, what can I do for you? I know you didn’t come back just to say hi to little ole me.” Your grin turned sheepish, confirming her thoughts.

“Actually, while I do love and miss you, I had some research I wanted to do, and was wondering if you would allow me access into the town’s archives.” You bat your eyelashes at the women you grew up admiring, hoping she would take the bait and allow you access. Your stare down lasted for a few moments, ending with Mrs. Shay letting out a long, dramatic sigh and grabbing her keys from the drawer.

“You’re a life saver Mrs. Shay!” You exclaim, getting excited as you watch her put her key in the door to the archives, jumping a little in your boots as she twists her hand and pushes the door open.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just remember to put everything back when you’re done. I don’t need the town council on my back.” She wavers her hand at you before closing the door behind her, leaving you alone in a room with hundreds if not a thousand primary documents of the history of the town.

The room seemed to be a storage room converted into the archives, wall to wall bookshelves filled with a mixture of boxes, books, and other artifacts. They were sorted by date or event, which led you to the pre-civil-war section. There wasn’t much, just a box of property line records and a small book of death and birth records.

You pulled the box off the shelf only to have a leather notebook fall onto the floor, having been hidden halfway behind the box. You turned around, placing the box on the small table in the middle of the room and moved back so you could pick the notebook up. It was old, and tied together with a leather strip.

Curiously, you sat in the chair at the table, and moved to open the notebook when your phone rang, the ringtone signaling an email notification sounded. Placing the notebook down, you grabbed your laptop from your backpack and opened it up to see an email from Mr. Kelly. His employer wanted to have lunch with you to go over any questions you had.

You were a little suspicious, as suddenly he was in town and had time to meet with you when others have been trying for years to do the same. But you were excited all the same. You would be getting your questions answered and your research would be furthered.

The time in the email stated to meet Mr. Kim at 12 o’clock at the diner, meaning you had just enough time to take pictures of everything before you could leave. Once you spent a couple hours grueling over every piece of paper, you placed everything back in the box and put it back on the correct spot on the shelf.

Your mind kept going back to the notebook, intrigue not even covering the emotions you felt as you looked down at it. Making a quick second decision, you snatch the notebook up and place it in your backpack, inside the sweatshirt you brought just in case, hoping that would keep it safe.

You felt attached to the damned thing, like you recognized it, in a way. Like you had seen it before. It was a weird feeling, but it kept you from putting it back onto the shelf. You were too curious to its contents anyways. Why would someone hide it behind a box anyways?

How many secrets were concealed within the old, leather notebook?

You couldn’t concentrate on anything you were writing, two of your lovers giggling behind you as they laid in the bed you just left. You were trying to write down your thoughts, something you always did, and no one, not even your loves were going to get in the way.

“Beth, my beloved, please come back. You know I get cold when you leave.” Arms wrap around your waist, their plump lips kissing from the nape of your neck to their mark, just inside the crevice where your shoulder meets your neck.

“You are always cold, my love. The covers will keep you warm.” You gently assure your mate, who starts to whine into your neck. His hands start to wander, pulling up the end of your nightgown so he could have easier access to you.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come back to bed, beloved?” His voice switches tone quickly, a smirk to his lips as he sucks onto your mark, the moan leaving your lips immediately, as it always does when they touch your mark.

His fingers move to your core, feeling how wet you already were as he pushed one finger inside, just barely enough for you to whimper once he retreats.

You scoff as he moves back to the bed, hating the teasing they always do to you. Closing your notebook, promising yourself you would come back to it, you climb back onto the bed, pulling back the blankets just enough for both of your loves cocks to become uncovered. Reaching forward, you go to move in between their bodies when he grabs you and brings you up to the headboard, your hands grasping for balance as a tongue enters you just as quick.

You steady yourself against the table, your knees almost giving out on you as a whimper leaves your lips. You could practically still feel their tongue in you, your pussy wet and making you wince at the feeling. You could almost feel your leggings becoming stained.

If it was a hallucination, you wouldn’t be feeling this way. But it felt so real. The men in your dream felt real, their touch on you. You didn’t recognize them, not their voices or their faces. But your body seemed to remember them.

You fought against yourself as you stood full height, lugging your backpack back onto your shoulders and pushed yourself out of the room, hoping and praying that your leggings weren’t see through right now. Your watch said it was 11:30, and you didn’t want to be late for your meeting with Mr. Kim.

You said your goodbyes and promises of return to Mrs. Shay and left for the appointment. Despite in your most basic leggings, the ones with pockets because you liked pockets, and an oversized flannel covering your “history is a mystery” t-shirt, you made your way to the diner, leaving your backpack in your trunk as you got to the parking lot. You know you should have made more time to change, but it seemed like time passed by unusually fast when you were sucked into a hallucination.

Pushing open the door to the diner, you were met by someone you went to high school with, her smile dropping a little before becoming grander than before, her fake politeness kicking in.

“Welcome back to town! Table for one?” She asks you, her voice pitched high and making you flinch a tiny bit with the pain now ringing in your ears. You glance back at your watch to see it glowing 12:03.

“Um no. I am actually meeting someone. I don’t know if he has arrived yet or not. Mr. Kim?” You pitch your voice up towards the end, out of nerves and so she knew you were asking her a question. She quirks her eye at you but nonetheless grabs a menu for you and walks to the right, you move quickly to follow her.

She leads you to the back of the restaurant, the table located in the corner and where someone was already sitting. He was dressed impeccably, a tailored suit and slicked back hair making you become self-conscious of what you were wearing. 

He had sharp features, and his eyes reminded you of a dragon’s, always watching and perceiving any threat of danger. He seemed to take a deep breath when you and Tiffany started to approach, his eyes shooting straight up to stare into your own.

You had to hold back a gasp, his stare intense and filled with emotion. He looked at you like he would rather perish than look anywhere else. Even as you approached and Tiffany placed your menu on the table, bumping back into you as she walked past, his eyes were still on you. You looked away, moving to sit in the booth, a little uncomfortable under his intense gaze.

A small cough had you looking up, though, a small smile now resting on his lips. You bite the inside of your cheek, a little nervous to be in this man’s presence. He radiated power and authority, but emotion seemed to flow through him like a fountain, radiating his thoughts into your chalice.

“Hello. My name is Namjoon. I am the current owner of the Weeping Manor. Are you Y/n?” Even his voice was attractive, goddamn. It was deep and low and had you feeling all kinds of tingles in your nether regions.

“Yes, I am. It’s very nice to meet you Mr. Kim.”

“Please. Call me Namjoon. I feel like with the way my assistant was talking, we will become well acquainted soon enough.” You let out a little nervous laugh, the feeling in your core becoming unavoidable now.

“Well, Namjoon, I am grateful that you agreed to meet me on such short notice.” Short notice your ass, you had been trying for weeks since you decided to come home. “I am a historian and am currently working on a piece of the town, writing about the myths and legends, and seeking out the truths behind them. The biggest legend being the ones associated with manor itself. Would it be okay if I asked you a couple of questions?” You asked, your voice filled with hope as you sat across from the slightly intimidating but extremely attractive man.

Namjoon couldn’t help himself but to fall even deeper for you, your personality different than that of his Beth, but entirely the same as well. He had been waiting years to be in your presence again, and he was going to make it worthwhile.

He knew that he and his mates were growing impatient, the past nine years with you having been stolen from then. Your grandmother was supposed to tell you everything, was supposed to bring you to them, and now she doesn’t have a choice but to watch you be with them. To lose you to their bond.

There was nothing more Namjoon, or any of his clan, wanted to do than hold you in their arms, listening to the sound of your breathing, feel the rhythm of your heartbeat against their skin. You were alive, and theirs once more, and nothing would get in their way of having you.

“Of course, I’ll try my best to answer any questions you have.”

-*-*-

You were completely entranced with Namjoon. You couldn’t stop blushing at his jokes and giggling like a little schoolgirl at any joke he told. You were acting like a fool with a crush, something your momma would have slapped you over the head for.  You were in a ditch, having fallen very quick for his charm.

“The renovations on the manor should be completed by this weekend, you could come by for a tour if you would like? I’m sure you could learn a lot more inside the manor instead of reading about it.” Namjoon’s words brought you out of your thoughts on his hands, your mind imagining them on you, helping you in more ways than one.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude or ruin anything.” You begin to deny, not wanting to be pushy and show how badly you would like to tour the manor.

“You won’t ruin anything.” His tone suddenly became clipped, harsh, as he spoke. It scared you a little and had you drawing back from your spot resting against the table.

“I promise, you won’t ruin anything and that it’s completely fine. In fact, I think my partner might be available to join us. He knows more about the history of the manor than I do, to be honest.” His tone quickly returned to being sweet as he watched you put your notebook and pen back into your bag.

Your phone dings, with a message from your grandma appearing on your watch. Dinner was ready. You hadn’t even realized how long you had been sitting and talking with Namjoon that your grandma was already asking you when you would be home for dinner.

“I am so sorry but I’m going to have to cut this meeting short. My grandma is requesting that I be home for dinner. Can’t say no to her.” Your lips upturn at the end, a little smile as you think of your grandma, probably standing at the door waiting for you with her hands on her hips.

Namjoon rolled his eyes when you looked away. Of course, the old bat couldn’t wait. She had to take you away from him. He barely had you and you were already gone, rushing out the doors of the diner after he gave you the reluctant okay to leave. If he didn’t want you to hate him, despite the bond working in his favor, he would have taken you the second you walked out of your car. But he had to play the waiting game. Get you to trust him.

He could tell you were already having the visions, could feel the confusion in the air as he smelled your sweet arousal. He wondered what you saw, what you felt as you were sent back. Wondered who was in your visions. It wasn’t him, as you had no recollection on your face upon seeing him. He hoped it wasn’t Jin, as he would be accompanying you two this weekend when you come to tour.

He would take initiative, like always, and send you an email with details about the tour, not giving you an option. He needed you to be there, to visit your old bedroom and library. He needed for you to understand that their bond with you transcends lifetimes, transcends even the space forced between you.

It was pure luck you would descend from the same family that their first mate, Elisabeth, would descend from. Your ancestor, Victoria, being their mate’s younger sister. They had been watching your family line for years, protecting you for their mate’s sake. And when you were born, they all got the feeling of warmth in their chest, the same feeling they got when Elisabeth was born.

It didn’t take long to find you; the small towns hospital only having a single floor. They were quick to recognize your father, having watched him grow up. Seeing the seven men outside his wife’s hospital room, your father knew. Forbid them from seeing you. But nothing would stop them.

Small gifts would appear on their front porch, things you or your mom would need until you grew old enough. Your school was always paid for, anything you reached for in a store would appear the next morning in your room. Your mother grew scared and worried, thinking someone had been stalking them.

When your family finally told her the truth, she thought they were crazy, tried to run with you. But she didn’t even make it past the county’s borders when she was stopped by your mates. Promises of protection and threats of pain encompassing their words if your mother was to ever take you away from them.

She refused their “gifts” but knew that they wouldn’t stop. So, she decided she would be the only one to ever take care of your needs, especially after your father passed away. She didn’t want you to rely on them in any way.

She started to hide their gifts, burn the ones she could when she had the chance. She took on multiple jobs, even going back to night school for nursing so she would be able to provide for you. Your mother thought that if she had accepted those gifts for you, it meant that she was promising you to them, it meant that she was accepting the fact that you were theirs.

By the time you turned ten, the gifts had stopped showing up. She thought that meant they had given up, that they had stepped back. But they didn’t. They had decided that they would wait until you were of age, renovate the manor in the meantime. Make it safer for you.

They had waited more than a decade for you, and all be damned if anyone got in their way.

-*-*-

Dinner was a little awkward again, this time you think you’re the only one who feels it. You keep moving around in your seat, adjusting your position as you listen to your grandma and uncle chat about what they did today. Your grandma had worked in the front garden and your uncle facetimed your cousins, his phone gallery full of screenshots from talking to his grandkids.

You wanted to bring up your tour appointment of the manor with them, excitement building in your chest, but you don’t want a redo of dinner yesterday, having your grandma storm out and your uncle left to deal with the aftermath. You planned to keep quiet until your grandmother asked if you had any plans for the weekend.

“Um actually, I was invited by the owners of the manor to tour it this weekend.” Your words had both of your relatives freezing in their places, your uncle even having food fall into his lap from where it was on his fork.

“Oh, well this weekend I was going to ask if you would be able to help me pull some weeds out of the garden. There is a bunch of them and I am afraid my plants will suffer their fate. Your uncle has already explained he will be going to visit Katharine and will be gone this weekend.” Katharine is your cousin who lives in Colorado, having moved there with her husband a couple years back.

You were a little surprised, as he hadn’t mentioned anything to you, but you also couldn’t say no to your grandmother, especially with the pleading look she had on her face. This garden is something she has been working on since she married your grandfather. It was her pride and joy and held many different flowers and herbs.

Your favorite was this little purple flower that grew in patches at the very edge of the garden and continued to grow on the fence surrounding your property. It almost reminded you of lavender, the purple plants have similar shapes, but the smell was different. You remember asking your grandmother what they were once, but she said she didn’t remember the name, only that they were meant to protect you.

“Okay, I’ll let Mr. Kim know that I need to reschedule to a later date.” You acquiesce your stance, trying not to fight again and choosing to listen to your grandmother. The smile on her face means everything and helps you to feel like you were doing the right thing, choosing to spend this time with her doing something she loves.

You told yourself that this would probably be the last time you were able to spend time with her like this, knowing she was getting up there in age and each note from the doctor seemed to be getting worse.

“Thank you, baby. I’m excited to show you all the new things I’ve planted in my garden since your last visit!” You nod before taking your empty plate to the kitchen sink, washing and drying it before making your way back to your room so you can email Mr. Kim.

Dear Mr. Kim,

I apologize but I will be unable to attend the planned tour this weekend. I am also in town to visit with my grandmother and she has requested my help with something this weekend. I know that your time is valuable, and I appreciate your willingness to let me tour your home. Is it possible to reschedule to another time convenient for you?

Historian with Song International Archives,

Y/n Jacquess

Namjoon was furious when he received your email. He had hoped your grandmother had learned to mind her business and not to interfere in bonded affairs, but it seems he had overestimated her.

“This damned women! We should have taken her out of the picture years ago!” He roared out, throwing all of the papers off his desk as Jimin and Hoseok rushed in, immediately moving to try and soothe their mate.

“She is trying to interfere again then, hmm?” Jin murmurs from the door, closing his eyes as he tries to think of a solution.

“Have her come tomorrow. I can move my schedule around. Once we have her, as per agreement, they can’t do anything.” Jin’s words are commanded, not stated as he stands tall. He is done with the unsufferable humans messing with things they know not of.

“Our mate will be ours tomorrow. If Eden didn’t meddle, she would have had more time with her granddaughter. But this shall be her doing.” By the time he finished speaking, the entire coven was in the room, Yoongi and Taehyung with their lips freshly coated in blood.

Namjoon steels his demeanor, moving to quickly email you back the terms of the rescheduled tour. He is going to make it seem like the only time he has available will be tomorrow at nine o’clock, that way he has a good time with the tour, able to show you everything with pride, before they reveal themselves to you. It was perfect.

Ms. Jacquess,

I would be delighted to reschedule our tour. However, the only time I have available is tomorrow morning at nine o’clock am. I hope this is alright with you.

Yours truly,

Kim Namjoon

You were surprised at how quickly he responded back, but a little flabbergasted by the quick timeframe you had to work with. You were free tomorrow but wondered if you would have time to put everything together before tomorrow morning. You needed to gather your notebooks, your voice recorder, your pens and highlighters for notes, and your camera; it was a lot. But you knew it was worth it if you would be able to get an inside look at the infamous Weeping Manor.

Mr. Kim,

That would work wonderfully for me. Thank you so much for switching the time of the tour for me. I am truly grateful. Should I meet you at the manor?

Historian with Song International Archives,

Y/n Jacquess

Ms. Jacquess,

Then I shall pen you into my schedule. I will pick you up at nine o’clock.

Yours truly,

Mr. Kim

You were a little confused, why would he choose to pick you up when he lives at the manor? Isn’t that out of his way to come and get you? It didn’t make sense. Plus, how did he know where you lived? Yeah, you lived in a small town, but even you didn’t know where most people lived in the town. You tried to question Mr. Kim about it, but you never received another email before you fell asleep to the sound of the wind blowing outside your window.

Next Chapter

#bts #bts au #bts vampire #bts vampire au #bts historical au #historian mc #vampire bts #bts soulmate #bts soulmate au #bts slight yandere #vampiretan sonyeondan #bts polyamory #bts poly #bts poly!au #bts poly au #bts poly! #human reader #reincarnated mc #dance of time #purpleyoonn

[lizaluvsthis]

Liza you and Shay have slowly just become an iconic duo we all run to for all the smg34 food so thankful for you two giving us amazing art and fics

Yes! (Suprisingly became the iconic duo) oh man smg34 gives us insane ideas even when talking dude like- ah man we need these fruits so bad EUHHHHFG

Be grateful everyone! :D making the fics and the art is hard but we managed to finish it! (Poured the soul we have for the big shipping TEEHEE)

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