#shedding becomes instantly ten times worse

[canisalbus]

sometimes i think about natural hair machete

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#OOHH #natural hair Machete! #I've drawn him with the trimmed fur for so long I had almost forgotten he's capable of being floofy as f- heck #shedding becomes instantly ten times worse #really captivated by the way you rendered the fur #it looks so soft and voluminous and the way the tufts curl just seems so three dimensional #the shading auh #the little bit of pink on the elbow #and the expression as well #he comes across a lot more casual and relaxed somehow #that's nice #such a lovely surprise! thank you! #gift art #alwaysoutofpaper #own characters #Machete #from pencil neck to mane

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

I loved the headcanons! They were great! May I request the same premise but with Millie, Loona, Verosika, Katie Killjoy and Ms Mayberry?

Reaction to their baby boy being able to duplicate.

Millie

From the day you were born, Millie made it her life's mission to be the very best mumma she possibly could.

Now granted, Millie was a more... lets say, 'Hands On' parent. As such, you'd be very familiar with weapons from a young age.

She wasn't neglectful, or careless with you, not in the slightest. She just trusted you to follow her instructions.

Your ability would manifest after accidently cutting your hand when playing with a knife, doing exactly what you knew you shouldn't.

You panicked, as a child would, desperate to clean up the smattering of blood, more concerned about the mess then the cut on your hand.

You split on instinct, and while you paused briefly to observe your other self, the sound of Millie returning quickly brought you into over time.

It was quite a sight for millie when she got home.

The Impet, walking into your room to see two of her little boys running around desperate to clean up your mess.

Catching you, and forgive the pun, Red handed.

She would of course, settle you, or rather, settle both of you down. Tending to your hands and telling both of you it was alright, calming you right down.

Shed tell you it was alright and accidents happen, before putting you both down for a nap, hoping for some time to figure out just what the Hell to do.

The Impet while initially alarmed, calmed down upon your clone disappearing. She wouldn't see it again till a few weeks later when it happened again due to you needing a boost to reach a cookie.

This would happen a fair few times, each time your clone disappearing by the next morning.

And over time you would steadily master this ability, able to duplicate at command, able to create dozens of copies at will.

With Millie as your Mumma, you'd be about as hands on as one could imagine.

And as such, with all your clones, you'd become a one man army on a whim. And while many would let such an ability get to there head, Millie taught you right, you using your ability to better help at I.M.P

Millies family would just love you. Joe and Lin chasing your many clones around, many fond childhood memories being made on their ranch. And when you'd get a bit older, you could even help out about the farm, doing the work of ten men.

Loona

Loona hated stereotypes. They were usually annoying as shit.

But out of all the stereotypes Hellhounds endured, the idea that Hellhound Mothers were notorious for being protective of their pups, was one of the most prevalent.

And by Lucifer, if one of them were correct, that would be it.

Loona absolutely loved you, doing herr absolute best to be a good Mumma.

Of course, initially she was a fumbling mess, unable to do all but the most basic motherly things.

But instinct is one Helluva thing and she would quickly learn what was needed to care for her baby boy.

It would actually be the first time she'd left you with Blitzø, not having to before hand due to the fact she could usually take you to work with her.

But necessity spoke first, the girl needing to handle a few things, and you was left with her father. Loona making it clear that if anything happened to you, the slightest bump or scratch, she'd do far, FAR, worse to him. And then some.

And while initially you were having lots of fun with your favourite grandpop.

But you quickly became anxious, never having been separated from Loona for so long.

Eventually, despite Blitzø's best efforts, you began to panic, and eventually began having a meltdown, desperately calling out for your Mumma.

And it would be this moment when your power would activate.

It was quite a sight for Loona, coming back to the apartment to find dozens of identical pups all howling and calling out to her. Blitzø trapped under the sea of pups.

Seeing her you instantly calmed down, a sea of pups hurling towards her.

But as she hunkered down, expecting to be crushed by a sea of puppy fur, she instead felt a single set of little arms grabbing her, the girl looking up to find a sad little pup looking up at her, you clearly just wanting her to hold you.

And hold you she would, you quickly nuzzling into your mothers fuzzy form.

Loona was understandably pissed, demanding to know what happened.

Blitzø was still shell shocked, not understanding what the Hell happened, the Imp doing his best to explain it, and despite her wariness, she couldnt deny your many, many duplicates.

This wouldn't be the last time you duplicated, doing so whenever upset or distressed.

It would take a long time, Loona doing her absolute best to support and encourage your ability. And after many years of practice, and thw occasional emotional outbursts, you would have a mastery of it.

You grew up much like your mother, being a rough & tunble and fairly abrasive.

You were a natural killer, much like your mother, although with your mumma, you were more akin to a big puppy. And being able to duplicate into the hundreds would make you a veritable force of nature.

Youd naturally work with your Mum at I.M.P, your ability allowing you to do various jobs without much effort.

Loona would just be so proud. You grew up into a tough as nails, kick ass young man that was as charming as he was deadly.

Verosika

Pregnancies amongst Succubi were incredibly rare. Tgis being Necessary due to there almost constant... "activities".

Now, initially, Verosika sort of resented you.

It was in her nature as a succubus not to have commitments, and a Child was a BIG commitment.

She just didn't want to be tied down.

She wanted to live free.

But any resentment she might have had instantly melted away when the doctor placed your tiny form in her arms.

Every motherly instinct in her demoness body kicked in and she vowed to do her very best to be a good mother.

Youd grow up an adorable little Incubus. Verosika making sure to separate you from the more, risqué aspects of both her job and her nature. Shed let you explore that aspect of your nature yourself.

Something you would do steadily learn in your later life.

Your power first came to be after getting in trouble for looking through her things, much of which related to her more risque nature.

You and your mother would have a big fight.

Even at your young age, you could tell she was babying you. Treating you like a china doll and hiding most of her career from you.

It would be something of a blow out, turning quickly into a screaming match.

It happened without you even realising. Another little close popping into existence.

Without even acknowledging your new duplicate, the both of you began screaming at her.

You ended up a crying mess, asking her if you did something wrong, or is that why she hides you away from her life?

Both you and your duplicate ending up a crying mess.

Snapping out of her inherent shock, the girl moved forwards, and while shocked, the lady demon held both of you to her chest.

Your clone disappeared when you passed out from exhaustion, happened in an instant and again, shocking the Succubus.

She held you as you slept, looking back at your life and the more she thought about it, the more she realised she had isolated you from her life, to the extent of aggressive keeping you away from the public view.

When you awoke, the woman would speak to you, apologising for isolating you, telling you how much she loved you and wanted to protect you from the harsh realities of both Hell and the nature of your kind.

But she explained she wouldn't hide you anymore. Promising to teach you more about your nature.

After your heart to heart, Verosika would ask about your ability, you timidly admitting it had happened once before, but they'd disappeared before you could show them.

After all that, and true to her word, Verosika would begin telling you about your nature, as well as taking you out and about, spending time with you more openly. Something she did only when absolutely necessary, the woman wanting your existence as hidden as possible.

And granted, that came from a reasonable concern. There was more then a few sickos out there that would use you to get to her.

But with more exposure to both your nature and your mother's life, you'd grow up far more mature then before. Quickly growing out of your sheltered childhood.

Your ability would come to play now and again.

Mostly when you were upset, but over time you could do it on command, using the ability to do the seeming impossible.

Including a career as a lady killer, becoming as famous as your mother for your more... Carnal activities.

Katie Killjoy

Katie was a bitch. And she never pretended otherwise.

A by product of having to be the best might say, the woman living up to the very highest of standards, resulting in her seeing most everyone else as beneath her.

But you. You were her beautiful baby boy. Your pride and joy.

She was still a demanding bitch, no doubt, but that side of her was utterly smothered in her overwhelming motherly affection.

She would still have high expectations for you, but they would come from more necessity then bitchyness, Katie wanting her baby boy to be as cunning and well equipped to survive in Hell as possible.

Naturally, you'd grow up to be a total Mummas boy, doing your utter best to live up to her expectations, even from a young age.

From this love and want to please your mother, you'd first manifest your ability.

You were at the 666 News stage, the place you spent quite a while at. Hanging about until Katie was finished.

Your mother was demanding her cigarettes, a habit she'd cut down on during your early life, but picked back up as you became more independent.

You, wanting to help your mumma find her cigarettes, sought out said cigarettes, finding some on a nearby table. A table you couldn't quite reach.

So eager to help your mumma, you put in all the effort you could, and suddenly, POP!

Another you appeared.

And so, without much thought on the existence of your duplicate, you got the cigarettes.

You and your duplicate would present your find to Katie, the woman understandably shocked.

Of course once the shock wore off and you explained what happened, to the best of your childish ability.

After that, Katie took a deep interest in your ability.

She would help you explore it, being incredibly supportive as you slowly mastered your ability.

Exploring it at a young age ensured you had a mastery of it by your late teens. And excluding the odd temper tantrum where you'd duplicated into the dozens, you hadn't an issue.

You could produce nearly infinite duplicates, and once merged, you absorbed all the knowledge your duplicates had acquired, all of which merging into your mind nearly seamlessly.

With such an ability, you easily excelled at anything and everything you put your mind too.

You would grow up to be an utter powerhouse in Hell, using your ability to reach the peaks of Hells buisness world, and well, Katie was so proud.

You. Her beautiful baby boy was the best, and she was just so proud.

Ms. Mayberry

Ms. Mayberry always loveded children.

She loved kids, that being why she chose to be a teacher.

So even after dying and going to Hell, when she found out she was pregnant, and ended up having a beautiful baby boy, she was utterly ecstatic.

And she was just the greatest Mumma.

She put her heart and damned soul into her motherhood, doing her very best to be the best mother in the Seven Rings.

It would be one night as she came home from a rather difficult days work, to find two of you playing in your crib.

She... didn't really do much.

As surprising as it was, her motherly instincts seemed to override her concern and Mayberry just tending to the both of you.

At least once she confirmed your duplicate wasn't some demonic parasite.

Your duplicate would disappear by the morning, and while concerned at first, your Mumma just... kind of accepted it.

And when your duplicate reappeared, she just accepted it.

It became a part of life. Sometimes you had a duplicate, sometimes you didn't. And it wouldn't be until she saw you duplicate on purpose that she raised an issue over it.

The woman finally understanding it was an ability and not some random curse or something.

Which was a great relief.

And with this information, Mayberry would do her best to help you understand your ability, but even when done unconsciously, producing up to a dozen duplicates at a time, she didn't really mind.

She loved children, and you being her son just meant having more of you, meant she had even more to love.

#helluva boss #headcanon #helluva boss headcanon #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss millie #helluva boss loona #loona as a mumma #helluva boss verosika #verosika #millie #loona #helluva boss mrs. mayberry #mrs. mayberry #katie killjoy #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin hotel

[moonflms]

➷｡˚midnight — nct jaemin

PROLOGUE ༄ —you both only had a few hours left before everything ends,  like cinderella. how would you and jaemin spend it?

PAIRING ༄ - husband (kinda)! jaemin x fem! reader

WARNINGs༄ - tw // divorce

GENREs ༄ - slight fluff, angst, cinderella like?

W. COUNT ༄ - around 1k+

TAGS ༄ - @cupfullofjeno (if you wanna be tagged in my stories then feel free to reach out to me ! <3)

➷｡min's letter ༄ - this is based off my dream and istg it was painful?? like i legit felt real tears and i don't fully remember the flow so i did this.

do not repost. copyright belongs to @moonflms 2021. reblogs and likes are deeply appreciated! originally posted on my wattpad (@johnsparrot) . enjoy reading!

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"have fun during the honeymoon!"

you felt jaemin place his palm on your hips as you both greeted the newlyweds jeno and his now-wife a goodbye. walking out of the venue both you and jaemin continued to walk silently to the parking lot with his palm still on your hip. the car was by the outdoor parking lot making your walk a bit longer. on the way to the open space was the view of the surroundings, basil-colored shrubs, and trees highlighted by the moonlight. the sound of both your shoes' soles hitting the pavement, making a rough rhythm.

jaemin's soft hold on your hip tightened as he re-positioned his arm which was now wrapping around you. the atmosphere between the two of you was still silent. silent yet painful. with more steps taken towards the car the more sorrowful the air becomes, and both you and jaemin have noticed it well.

jaemin saw from his peripheral vision your head which was now leaning on his shoulder, adding another bullet towards his heart. as much as he wanted to, he hesitated to leave a peck on your crown, opposite of what he always did.

time check, it was 9:25 in the evening, quite early for both of you to leave the reception, unlike jaemin's other friends who were ready to get wasted, happy for their fellow brodie who finally married the girl of his dreams. despite feeling heavy beforehand during the ceremony, the gloomy feeling jaemin had would grow even worse.

"jaem?" you called out breaking the silence. "hmm?"

"it's a bit early." you reminded him as only a few hours before midnight remained. jaemin's grip on your hips shifted up to your waist making you move closer to him, not wanting you to move away from him. placing the peck he wanted earlier by your temple. "let's pass by hangang then" jaemin suggested which you agreed anyways.

the car was now in front of you, jaemin escorted you first to your door, being the gentlemen he always was. jaemin on the other hand, remained outside for the meantime. the painful atmosphere started to get intense making you both break down into tears.

jaemin outside tugged on a fistful of his hair before letting his tears run down his face, burying himself in his arms above the car's trunk. you on the other hand were drenched in tears and sweat. the car was still off thus making it humid. you refrained from making any noise as you cried covering your mouth, still couldn't believe what was going to happen in just a few hours. you spotted a black velvet box, the same box jaemin showed you years ago, exactly knowing what was inside it. you stole a glance looking jaemin staring at you, eyes slightly droopy and pink. just as devastated as you were.

jaemin straightened up as he finally made himself start the car, preparing himself to move towards hangang park, which was around an hour and a half from the venue you both were.

the atmosphere became emotional once again as jaemin continued to drive to the park. the music playing was not helping at all, but it's was better than suffocating in dreadful silence.

-

time check, it was now 10:49. you both were now inside hangang park, walking around the premises.

the view was amazing especially at night as the soft sounds of han river's waves echoed nearby. you both took the time to admire the pretty park and savor the time you both still had with each other.

"baby?" jaemin asked. "yeah?" you looked at him as he tried to avoid your eye contact.

"can we? you know... that area." he fiddled with your fingers that were resting on his arm he offered earlier. "oh..." you felt your tears slowly coming back. "let's hurry, we have an hour left."

you and jaemin sped walked towards the area you both knew about. after a few walking, you both saw the exact same bench you both sat on in the past. the memorable wooden bench giving the view of the shining river.

you both sat down in silence, looking into the river just to avoid any contact with one another. both of you were trying your best to avoid breaking down once again. breaking down on an area that holds the most precious memory. "babe."

"you gotta stop calling me that, y'know?" you tried to balance out your breathing, you will surely miss that sweet tone and pet name.

"we still got time, i won't waste any minute." jaemin slowly interlocked his hand with yours, bringing the hand up to his lips pecking the top of your hand leaving a few tears that were now running down his face. feeling the tears that coated the backside of your hand, you didn't bother to hold in the feelings you've been keeping.

"oh how time fly by fast. it still feels like i proposed to a beautiful girl in this very spot yesterday." jaemin sniffled. he giggled as he wiped his cheek, "it's crazy how we both agreed to stay together until jeno's wedding" he looked down at his slacks. "hey, it's jeno. we can't let him feel bad on his day."

"jaem... we're not making a mistake, right?" you looked at jaemin with swollen eyes, hoping for another answer.

"we've signed everything, baby. we're doing what's best, right?" jaemin looked back as he continues to shed some tears, not wanting to accept the truth. "our parents understood too. you deserve someone who's always there by your side." jaemin instantly felt the regret.

you sobbed as you slowly reached for the same velvet box from earlier. handing it to jaemin, he felt heartbroken once more, seeing your wedding rings at the worst time possible.

"but look on the bright side, i married the most amazing girl i've met, someone i didn't deserve. and even if things didn't end right between us, i don't regret anything. i was the happiest with you." jaemin cupped your cheek slowly caressing it after.

"i was the happiest with you too, jaem" you mimicked as you reached out to caress his cheek as well. time check, it was now 11:35 pm. "jaem, we have twenty-five minutes left."

you cupped his cheek as you slowly squished it, "i don't want this jaemin. please" you tried convincing as he did nothing but cry harder. he reached out for your hand, slowly pulling it down. "i don't either sweetheart. but what we're having is no longer great for the both of us. we're just h-hurting each other already!" he hiccuped in between his statements.

he had a point.

your mascara? ruined. jaemin's gelled hair? disheveled. your hearts? crushed.

silence took over as you both continued to sniffle. in less than ten minutes, your divorce papers will take effect.

jaemin reached out for your neck as he slowly pulled you closer, leaning in for your last kiss.

"can i?" granting permission, jaemin rested his soft set above yours. not holding back you tilted your head for better access, both your lips moved to a slow rhythm. the salty taste of the tears overpowered the signature sweet taste you both adored. the feeling of absolute devastation overpowered the feeling of love for each other that remained. you both didn't want to let go. but you both had to. everything was already set.

papers were signed, the house and furniture were sold, the parents were ready to engulf their child into embraces. the feeling of loneliness was itching to come over already.

breaking away for some breathers you both cried the hardest. you both hugged as you both quickly leaned in for one last-yet-short kiss.

DING

your phone alarms went off. it was midnight. that's it.

"i'll always love you, my cinderella. even if we're miles apart, even if we're on our separate ways."

#jaemin #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct dream #nct jaemin #nct na jaemin #nct u #na jaemin #nct dream imagines #jaemin angst #jaemin na #moonflms #nct dream angst #jaemin x reader #jaemin scenarios #hot sauce

[peggyrose19]

Exile

This is an idea I got a while back and just now finally had the energy/time to sit and write it! I had a really fun time with it actually, it may be one of my favorite things I’ve ever written. Inspired by Taylor Swift and Bon Iver’s song Exile. Bet you can guess what’s coming :)

It’s angst! My favorite. This song gives me very big war era Wolfstar vibes, so of course that’s what you’re getting. This is a period of time between them I’ve never explored before so it was really fun to figure out their interactions and how they’d act around each other. Y’know, based off the approximately three nuggets of canon and ten million pieces of fanon I’ve consumed. 

I am doing a part 2 to this. That will be up at some point probably. 

cw: blood and death mentions

Remus couldn’t recall the exact moment everything changed. In fact, he wasn’t sure there even was one. But he could remember the day he realized, the day everything crumbled around him in shards on the floor. Everything was fine until it wasn’t and by then only he was left to pick up the pieces. 

He woke up alone the morning before the October full moon. 1981. The war had gotten nasty by then. So many people were gone, were terrified to even leave their houses. Nothing was the same anymore. 

That morning when Remus awoke was a cold one. Typical for October, but Remus was always cold. He reached out a hand; the other side of the bed had gone cold too. Shit. Frowning, Remus sat up. Shivering in the cool air, he climbed out of bed, wincing at the ice cold floor. He pulled a jumper on as he headed for the kitchen, following the smell of coffee through the narrow hallway. 

“Sirius?” he called out, entering the dim-light kitchen and looking around. The dark-haired man was nowhere to be seen. “Sirius?” 

A fresh pot of coffee sat on the counter, a mug and a piece of paper beside it. Remus read the note first, stomach sinking. He recognized Sirius’ messy scrawl. Got called out for a quick mission, I’ll be back for dinner. Left the coffee for you. Love you.

He sighed. “Of course.” 

With a resolute breath, Remus poured himself a mug from the spelled-warm pot and got started on his work for the day.

It was becoming a common occurrence these days, waking to an empty bed or being called away himself. It seemed something was always happening, another disaster, another death. They rarely made it through a whole night undisturbed now. Remus was so tired. He kept hoping and waiting for a moment of peace, a moment of rest, but it never seemed to come. War didn’t sleep.

When Sirius got home that night it was after dinner. 

“Where have you been?” Remus asked when the door had safely been shut behind him and Sirius was shedding off his coat. Exhaustion hung in his face, his body. His grey eyes were dull, lacking the playful light they’d always held at school.

“Mission,” he replied tiredly, crossing to join Remus on the couch. It was a sad, threadbare thing but it was theirs. “You know I can’t say anything, certainly not here.” He plopped down with a sigh, leaning into Remus, and that’s when Remus knew just how tough the day had been for him. 

“You alright, love?” he asked quietly, running a soft hand through his dark locks.

“No,” Sirius answered honestly, voice raw. He buried his face in Remus’ shoulder, the soft wool of his jumper warm and comforting.

Remus sighed and held him closer. They’d done this so many times. Comforting each other, holding each other tight as their world destroyed itself around them. Nothing ever seemed to get better. Nothing seemed to help. 

“D’you want to talk about it?” he asked. As usual, Sirius shook his head. He never wanted to talk about it. Remus was never sure if he couldn’t or if he refused to. “How ‘bout a movie?” he offered instead. 

“Alright.” 

Silently, Remus switched the tv on, turning it to their usual channel, and let it play, volume low. Sirius huddled closer, pulling the blankets over them both, eyes downcast.

“Pads?” Remus asked after a while. Sirius shifted.

“Yeah?”

“Are you going to be here tomorrow night?”

Sirius looked up. “Of course. I would never leave you alone like that.”

“Promise?”

As Sirius looked at him, eyes bright and fierce, Remus felt like he was a kid again, looking up at his best friend as he vowed to never leave. He was back in their dorm room, curtains pulled tight around his bed as Sirius sat beside him and reassured him everything would be okay, promising to be there in the morning.

“I promise,” he vowed, echoing the words of so many years ago. 

It eased his heart, to hear the words again, to know that no matter what else happened, Sirius would always be by his side. That much at least would never change. 

Remus waited impatiently in the forest, knowing what was about to happen. It had been spelled with numerous muggle-repelling charms and protective measures, but they did nothing to ease the churning in his gut. That couldn’t be helped by anything. He was used to that by now.

As the sun fell lower in the sky, the forest darkening around him, Remus felt worse and worse. It was nearly time. So where was Sirius?

“Remus? Remus!” the panicked voice broke through the haze in his mind. The first thing he registered was the warm ground beneath him and a heavy weight above him.

“Sirius?”

“Yeah, I’m here. I’m here.” Remus willed his eyes open, taking in the hazy outline of Sirius leaning over him. Beyond him the sky was pink, trees reaching tall. It was dawn. Sirius sighed in relief. “You alright?”

“Fine,” Remus grunted, forcing himself into a seating position. Sirius followed, tracking his movement carefully. “You weren’t here last night.”

Regret filled Sirius’ gaze. “I know, I’m sorry. I was called out on-”

“Another mission, yeah.”

Bitterness crept into his voice as he pushed himself to his feet, Sirius helping him up. “You promised.”

Sirius sighed, running a rough hand over his face. “I know, I’m sorry. There was… there was nothing I could do. I’m so sorry Moons.”

In that moment Remus couldn’t help but feel resentful. Towards Dumbledore, towards Voldemort and his Death Eaters, even towards Sirius. And suddenly he couldn’t do it anymore, couldn’t stand before this man he loved so much and just pretend everything was okay. He didn’t have it in him anymore.

“I’m going home.” 

Without another word, Remus brushed off Sirius’ hand and Apparated, knowing it was stupid and doing it anyways. It was pure stubbornness that got him to the front door of their flat in one piece. His whole body ached, only made worse by the journey, but he didn’t have it in him to care. He just staggered to the bathroom and turned the shower on, stripping off his torn clothes and stepping in before the water even warmed. 

It was ice cold against his skin but he welcomed the bite, sharpening his senses and washing away the drowsiness. The water grew warmer as Remus grabbed a bar of soap and scrubbed at his skin, dirt and blood washing the water dark red. He winced at a particularly bad gash on his arm, but cleaned it out efficiently, well used to the pain. 

As he washed the last bits of soap from his hair, Remus heard the front door close and knew Sirius had come home. He sighed to himself, staying in the shower a moment longer, hating himself for hiding and unwilling to leave. 

“Remus?” Sirius called out, and he knew he’d have to face the music.

“Give me a minute,” he shouted back, and reluctantly turned the water off. Cold air hit him as soon as he pulled the shower curtain back, exhaustion sweeping through his body now that the adrenaline was fading and the warmth was gone. Shivering, he toweled off and pulled on the clean set of clothes he’d grabbed before. The apartment was eerily quiet.

With quiet feet, Remus made his way to the living room, finding Sirius on the couch with a book. He wasn’t reading it, Remus knew instantly, but only pretending to, eyes flitting over the page half-hazardly. 

“Sirius?” he said hesitantly, although he knew the man had heard him come down the hallway.

He turned, looking at Remus searchingly. “We need to talk.”

“Do we?” Remus sighed, but he went and sat down on the couch beside him, fighting the longing and fear battling in his chest. 

“Yes. Remus, you walked away from me!” 

“Technically I Apparated,” Remus muttered, and the corners of Sirius’ mouth twitched upward. He fought them down.

“Re-”

“You weren’t there,” Remus interrupted. “You weren’t there. And you promised you would be. I know-” he held up a hand- “it wasn’t your fault. I know that now. But I didn’t last night. Sirius, I had no way of knowing if you were okay or not. I didn’t know if you were still alive or if…” he swallowed hard. “Or if you were dead. I knew nothing. I needed you and you weren’t there and I didn’t know where you were.”

Sirius squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. When he opened them once more, Remus could see the pain lingering there, the anger simmering just beneath the surface. That anger had once made Remus fall in love with him. These days it was aimed at him as a broken cry for help, helpless words shouted to the walls as if it would bring their innocence back. 

“Sirius,” Remus sighed before he could say anything. He just wanted to sleep. “Can we not? Please? I’m so sick of fighting with you, we do this every time. You get a mission and you leave and you come back worse than before. And I can’t do it anymore. You promised me. You said we’d be okay, you said-”

“I know!” Sirius shouted, and the sound startled Remus. “I know I did,” he said, quieter. “And I one hundred percent meant it. I didn’t ask for this, okay? I didn’t ask to be sent on mission, I didn’t ask for this fucking war to happen! Alright? I just…” All the fight seemed to drain out of him. “I love you. So much. And I just want to keep you, keep us, safe.” 

“I know you do,” Remus said quietly. 

“Look,” Sirius sighed frustratedly. “Can we just get some rest? C’mon, you’ve been up all night, I know how the moons drain you. You need sleep.”

Remus contemplated. He knew it was never good to go to bed angry, but he couldn’t keep doing this. “Okay.”

They got ready for bed silently, dancing around each other the way they normally did, a comfortable ease settling over them. It was nice, to have that reassurance. Even with everything they still knew each other. 

When Remus climbed into bed, Sirius silently threw another blanket over him, smoothing out the wrinkles before crawling in beside him.

“G’night Moons,” Sirius whispered.”

“Night Pads.”

For once they both slept through the night.

The next two weeks passed without incident for the pair. More battles were fought, more lives were lost. Remus and Sirius went about their days, waking early and making coffee together, kissing in the bathroom while they brushed their teeth, disappearing on missions alone and coming back bloody and haunted. 

With each passing day, Sirius slipped further from Remus’ grasp. They fought more and more often, over stupid petty things and big life-changing events that had no good outcomes. And with each passing day Remus wished more and more they could go back to school, to the days of not understanding what war meant or what love was. He wanted that happiness back, the blissfulness and eagerness that came with first crushes and being a teenager. He wondered if he’d ever feel that again. 

The morning of October 31st, Remus woke up alone, cold beneath the blankets. He found a note in the kitchen, saying Sirius had to go out and would be back by nightfall, and a fresh pot of coffee made just the way he liked it. 

He left the coffee. 

There was no work to do that day, no mission to go on or paperwork to fill out or letters to write. There was nothing and no one to fight the silence that crept in. So Remus settled on the couch with a book and stared at the pages for long hours as the clock ticked and the sun rose beyond the walls of his living room. 

It was nearing nighttime when a knock on the door shook Remus from his stupor. With a heavy sigh, he stood and went to answer it. He blinked.

“Professor.” In the doorway stood Albus Dumbledore, dressed in his typical flowing robes and a grim look on his face. 

“Hello Mr. Lupin. I’m so sorry to burst in like this. May I come in.”

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, of course, come in.”

“Thank you.” Dumbledore settled at the kitchen table, piercing eyes following Remus as he stood across from him. 

“Why are you here?” Remus asked bluntly. His opinion of his old Headmaster had lessened with each passing month. 

“I'm afraid I have some bad news.” Remus sighed internally. It was never good news these days. “I’m sorry Mr. Lupin. But they’re gone. James and Lily, Peter… and Sirius.”

“What.”

For the first time in his life, Dumbledore seemed uncomfortable. “Mr. Black betrayed us.”

“No.” Remus shook his head. “No, no he wouldn’t.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Lupin. But he did. He’s being taken to Azkaban now.”

Remus stared at Dumbledore for a long time. For long silent minutes, he just stared, disbelief and anger and pain filling him to the core. Dumbledore’s words hit him to the core, his worst nightmare suddenly brought to life in a cruel twist of fate. He felt his knees buckle, felt himself hit the ground, The pain didn’t register. 

He hadn’t seen this coming. Hadn’t looked hard enough, had been blindsided by his own damn love for a traitor. He couldn’t find the words to demand what happened, couldn’t find them even in his own head. They were all gone. And now he was alone.

He should have seen the signs. 

~

Iron doors clanged shut behind Sirius. He barely heard the sound. It echoed faintly in his ears, quiet over the ringing in his mind. Too loud was the silence, the rough wind from the dementors circling his cell. Too loud were his thoughts, falling deeper and deeper with each passing moment. 

He was alone again. Trapped in the darkness. There was no one left out there, no one to save him here. And there was no saving himself, not this time. 

James, Lily, Harry, all gone. Peter. Remus. 

Voldemort. Regulus. Peter. 

Remus. 

Peter. 

He should have seen the signs.

#angst #wolfstar #war era wolfstar #death mention tw #blood mention tw #exile #part 1 #i enjoy hurting them #it's fun #:) #so enjoy

[ordinaryschmuck]

What I Thought About the First Season of--

Salutations random people on the internet who most likely won’t read this! I am an Ordinary Schmuck. I write stories and reviews and draw comics and cartoons.

When I first saw the sneak peek of--

...I...didn't...think it would be anything all that special. I love animation, and I love superheroes, so it would go without saying that I would love an animated series about superheroes. But the animation looked a little too stiff for my liking, and aside from featuring J.K. Simmons, there wasn't anything grabbing me when it comes to this show.

Then I heard some s**t goes down at the end of episode one. So, letting my curiosity get the better of me, I binged the entire series in a day to see what the fuss was about. And, um...Yeah. Holy s**t.

This is a series that will very much make you uncomfortable in all the right ways. However, it is a gigantic gorefest at times, so if you get queasy after a single drop of blood, DON'T WATCH THIS SHOW! Trust me, you will not be prepared for what this series has to offer.

At the same time, I highly recommend you watch this series before reading this review. I'm going to spoil major plot points and characters so I can appropriately discuss what I think about the season, so trust me when I say you should click away if you haven't watched it yet. It's one of those series that are better to go in as blind as possible. You can call it a cheap way to appeal to shock value, but I call it one of the best reasons why--

...Is a contender for best-animated series of the decade--That bit with the title card isn't going away anytime soon, is it?

WHAT I LIKE

The Guardians of the Globe vs. The Mauler Twins: This is the best possible way for the series to begin. The first fight scene is bright, colorful, and kinda fun. Thus setting the ultimate expectation subversion in making audiences think that will be the series staple. However, just because it has the energy of a harmless superhero fight, there is a sense of intensity as the Guardians give their all in saving others. Like that moment with Darkwing (Not the duck) as he rescues that woman without hesitation, despite knowing he might die because of it. Or Green Ghost, who just barely rescues all those civilians from that falling debris. It shows that you don't need intense scenes of violence to make a fight scene thrilling to watch.

Diversity Wins: I don't know how diverse the comics are compared to the show, but I'm impressed with how inclusive this series is. So many members of the main cast are people of color, with the main lead being half-Korean. And it's not just different races that the series shines a light on, as we also get the rare, but very much welcomed, animated male gay character. Who's thankfully isn't cliched in ten ways to Sunday...for the most part. It really does seem like writers are starting to grow up and that it's better to be as inclusive as possible instead of pretending certain people don't exist for the sake of "convenience." It might not solve oppression in general, but it certainly makes certain people feel better, even if it is briefly.

Mark Grayson: Mark is a pretty solid super-protagonist if you ask me. Sure, at first, he comes across as whiney...and even more so in later episodes, but he's really an endearing character at times. Mark nails the role of the relatable everyman that's also inspirational with his determination since he never gives up until beaten to the inch of his life. Seriously, while he might not entirely be--

...I guess that bit with the title card really isn't going away.

Anyways, while he might not entirely be invulnerable in the literal sense, he is very much so in the figurative sense. Mark, in so many ways, refuses to call quits once he finally gets the hang of being a superhero, which is what makes him so inspirational. Plus, it's funny seeing how much of a rookie he can be to the gig at times. Mark is far from a perfect lead but is still charming to a fault, and it's nice seeing him grow more heroic each episode. I hope to see him develop more in future seasons, as he has the potential to be ranked higher up as one of my favorite superheroes (it's hard to compete with Spider-Man and Batman, but he'll make me consider it).

Debbie Grayson: This is almost what I expect a mother and wife of superheroes would be. 

Your son is constantly crash landing in your yard? Tell him to knock it off because he's past his curfew. 

Your husband disappeared into another dimension to fight off invaders? Shrug it off and expect that he'll be late for dinner.

It's a ton of fun to watch, and I adore how supportive she is of Mark, despite how much danger he could be in as a superhero. But, what really endears me with Debbie is her complicated feelings with Omni-Man. There's not a doubt in my mind that she loved him with her whole heart, but she also isn't an idiot. She is quick to pick up how unheroic her husband can be at times, often scolding him for it when necessary. And when she finally starts investigating if he really did kill the Guardians, I love that she instantly comes up with every single plausible excuse she can, despite knowing the truth. Because she believes that she knows who Omni-Man is and refuses any possibility that he might be a supervillain. So when she finds out that there really is no other explanation and hearing him call her a pet (big ouch when that happened), you wanna know what she does? She cries. Not because the man she loved is gone forever, but because the idea of him is. And it's that level of emotional devastation that comes from those complicated emotions that make me think Debbie Grayson is the most complex and endearing character on the show. And I. Will. Stand by that.

Seeing the Guardians of the Globe on their down time: Wow, what a cute collection of scenes that are charming as much as they are heartwarming! A set of scenes that show how human these characters are with their close relationships with friends and family! I sure hope it's not followed up with a brutal emotional gut-punch of a scene that will be even more devastating after thinking back on these! Especially with that bit with Martian Man and the little girl, cause OOO-WEE, would THAT tear me up inside!

Omni Man destroying the Guardians of the Globe:...I'd follow through on my joke here, but holy s**t.

That's really the best way I can describe all of this. It is a brutal, I repeat, BRUTAL scene that will stick with you hours after watching it. Not only that, but it's one of the few instances when I was damn near speechless because I couldn't think of anything else to say other than, "Holy s**t." The only time another superhero property did that was Avengers: Infinity War, except with that, the only difference is that the characters come back. Here, except for The Immortal, the Guardians stay dead! There's no magic amulet or alternate versions from another dimension. No, they die and never come back. Thus setting up how serious the show can be. Because if these superheroes can stay dead, then so can others.

Plus, what makes it more impactful is how throughout the entire fight, there was a glimpse of hope that the Guardians can beat Omni-Man. I heard he got nerfed for the sake of drama, and I approve of that decision. Because if he was really--

...If he was really unbeatable, then the fight doesn't have weight to it. There wouldn't be a point in rooting for these characters to win when we already know they're going to lose. But, by showing there's a chance that they could win, it becomes all the more intense watching the fight and even more tragic seeing them lose. It is a masterpiece of a battle that proves once and for all: Batman is right. You need contingency plans.

Omni Man: J. Jonah Jameson has become the one thing he hates the most: A masked MENACE...Ok, I know Omni-Man doesn't wear a mask, so the joke doesn't work as well as it could. But it was served to me on a silver platter, damn it! I had to take it!

In all seriousness, though, Omni-Man might give Homelander a run for his money on best evil Superman. Because while Homelander might be terrifying in his own right with his style of evil, Omni-Man takes it a step up a notch with the mystery behind WHY he killed the Guardians of the Globe. We know right away that there's something off with him, but up until that point, we see multiple instances of Omni-Man doing the right thing rather than the wrong. Sure, he might come off as cold when interacting with people, but so does Batman and other great superheroes in comics. That doesn't mean he's evil. So when he does do something so incredibly heinous, we're left with this mystery as to why. Because there has to be a reason for it all, right? Like, maybe mind control or his family was threatened. Something and anything that means he was forced into killing the noblest of people. So when it turns out that his actions were intentional, it is already pretty devastating. But when we find out why he does these things, it paints how truly evil Omni-Man is, given how little respect he has for human life.

Plus, as terrifying as Homelander is, Omni-Man is ten times more of an engaging villain. With Homelander, what you see is what you get: A narcissist with a god complex. For Omni-Man, it's more or less the same thing, but it's something fed to him because of the conditioning from his planet. There is a tiny, molecule-sized part of him that genuinely cares about others. It doesn't change what he does, nor does it mean he deserves forgiveness (far from it), but it hints that maybe he's not evil because of his own ego. It's because of how he's trained to be. And judging by his pained expressions from Mark's words and the single tear he sheds when leaving everything behind, there's a chance that he might be willing to fight back that mentality.

Or he will stay evil, and that he'll return to do worse things in the future. I don't know. I haven't read the comics. But I feel like I don't need to read anything to tell you all that Omni-Man is up there as one of the most intriguing comic book villains of all time, and I can't wait to see what happens with him next.

This show is f**king Violent: I mean, I refer you back to that scene where Omni-Man destroys the Guardians of the Globe. But, unlike other shows that use violence to force that mature rating, I feel as though In--

...Title card. You were cute the first time, but now your novelty has quickly worn thin.

Anyways, I feel as though this show...uses gore more appropriately. More often than not, death and carnage get treated as a literal joke in adult cartoons because people are sick bastards, I guess. But with...the current series I'm talking about, it all has an impact. No one dies or gets mangled for the sake of shock value or for a laugh. Instead, every instance of this type of violence is to either make a point, set the tone, or prove just how dangerous a specific character is. It makes...the series more mature than most adult cartoons you'll find because it actually brings a worthy discussion for its violence rather than milking it to give the illusion of maturity. And I gotta respect the writers for doing that.

Cecil: This man is basically Nick Fury if he was overpowered but in a good way. There is just something about a man who knows superheroes are needed in the world but also trusts a "hero" like Omni-Man as far as he can throw him. Not only does Cecil have contingency plans for his contingency plans, but the guy also knows to send the right heroes out for the exact missions that require them. Plus, a man is an instant badass when he's stone-faced about a demon saying he'll go somewhere worse than hell and is calm when being face-to-face with an angry Omni-Man.

I don't make the rules. I just abide by them.

The title card gets bloodier with each episode: This is just a really cool gimmick. It proves how intense this show can really be and how the stakes get higher and higher with each installment. Also, I like to think the amount of blood that splashes over the title card reflects how brutal the episode will be, especially with episode eight, 'cause holy hell.

The plot structure: The way the story works is very similar to how a comic book series handles its overarching narrative. Even though the writers begin a new arc that continues for a handful of issues, the overall main plot still develops in the background of the current adventure the hero goes through. That's basically how--

>Intense inhale<

>Calm exhale<

That's basically how THIS SHOW operates. Each episode can be seen as its own story that's given a ton of room to develop with its forty-five-minute runtime (which blew my f**king mind when I started binging it). Despite that, there's still a great sense of continuity. Everything involving Omni-Man and the mystery behind his murder of the Guardians gets fleshed out throughout the season, even when it takes the background of Mark's escapades. It really does feel like sitting down and taking the time to read an entire volume of comics, which I like to believe is the intention. After all, what's the point of making a series about superheroes if you don't make it feel like a comic book at least once?

Dark Blood: I desire a series based on this character alone. I know it's probably just Hellboy, but I want it. 

The idea of a demon solving murder crimes to work off his debt in Hell is too much of a remarkable concept to strictly be a c-plot in one series. Give Dark Blood a spin-off, damn it!

The Realistic Portrayal of a Superhero world: Unlike certain superhero properties--*cough* DC *cough*--it's--

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It's. This. F**KING. SHOW! That really does an excellent job at portraying how much it would suck to live in a world of superheroes. Sure, you got the cool battles and awe-inspiring heroes with incredible powers, but do you know what else you get? Hundreds upon thousands of people dying from the very threats those heroes fight against. Not to mention all the realistic physics that come from people like Mark trying to save others. Just look at how mangled that old woman looked when he attempted to help her. It, uh...It sure did not look great. Don't get me wrong, I love superheroes and the worlds they live in. But when watching a show like...this one, it really makes me appreciate how I don't live in those worlds with them.

It’s Still Funny: This is something I appreciate the most. When most superhero shows go for the realistic approach, they go with the doom and gloom route, making everything so melodramatic about how serious the world is. But here's the thing: Superheroes are f**king stupid.

Don't tell me they're not because they are. Superheroes have cornball hero names, bright costumes, and logos on their foreheads, chests, belts, and what-have-you. Taking a superhero too seriously is the worst mistake you could make, which is why I love the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Say what you want about Marvel having "too many jokes," but at least they know it's for the best to laugh at themselves and embrace the weirdness. It's something similar with...you know what. Because while the series tells a serious and realistic story about superheroes, it's still a story about superheroes. So it tells some jokes and some pretty funny ones at that. Because while it's essential to include some drama in a story such as the one in...you know what, it's just as important to never forget to have some fun.

“Earth is not yours to conquer.”: Such a great line that gains an even greater meaning once we fully know who Omni-Man is. The main creditor for how effective it is goes to J.K. Simmons for making the line sound explicit yet implicit at the same time.

Allen the Alien: ...It is an absolute crime that this character only has about six minutes of screentime. Allen is such a bro, partially because of Seth Rogan's performance, that I would honestly be upset if he doesn't show up more often in later seasons. Seriously, bring him back for more.

The Mauler Twins: Thankfully, these characters get as much attention as they deserve. The banter between the Mauler Twins is always entertaining, often being the comedic highlights at times. On top of being funny, they also work as efficient villains who can come across as threatening at times.

But what I love most of all about these two is the explanation behind the cloning process. The reasoning of why neither character remembers which one is the cone is a brilliant idea that I'm surprised no one else did in the past (to my knowledge). It also provides some excellent fruit for thought in wondering if it really is better to live your life not knowing if you're a clone or not. The whole thing is great to watch, and it makes me really glad for their inclusion...too bad they had to be forced into a story that makes a character look like a reckless superhero and an inconsiderate jackass to his friend. Seriously, what was up with that?

“That Actually Hurt”: This just might be my favorite episode of the first season. Machine Head is both equally hilarious and devious, Titan might just be my favorite character due to how intriguing his allegiances and motivations are, that final fight was the perfect amount of brutal, and we get the biggest hint of the man Omni-Man really is. Having him simply watching Mark instead of flying in to help him actually shocked me the first time seeing it. It's not until we learn what a Viltrumite really is that it becomes clear as to why. He doesn't care about saving his son but instead seeing Mark reach the same potential Omni-Man did during that smash fest the planet went through to reach perfection. And something tells me he felt more disappointment than sadness after seeing his son get nearly killed by Tony the Tiger (I know he has an actual name...but this is funnier to me). It's such a solid moment with great implications that just so happens to exist in an even greater episode.

Eve deciding to just help people for the heck of it: I actually love this idea more for the potential it has rather than what actually happens so far. Because the main reason why heroes don't fly around and solve every little minute problem people have is that they need to learn how to act without help. If you suddenly make food appear out of thin air or stopping forest fires, you're doing good, but there's also potential harm that comes from it. I think back to that episode of The Powerpuff Girls, where the townspeople are so idiotic and complacent with having their heroes solve every problem that they really can't think or act for themselves. A similar thing can happen with Eve if she's not careful. Even worse, if she keeps trying to end famine for farmers, because she might get into a Supergirl situation with people building a cult around her. And, you know, that's not going to be fun.

But again, that's just the potential that this presents. We--Or the people who haven't read the comics--don't know if Eve will actually face this issue. Regardless, we still get some solid moments that proves just how much Eve is a true hero in this series as she has no other motive to help people other than she just wants to. And I actually think that's pretty cool.

The Immortal’s rematch: I gotta hand it to the guy. Not a second after being brought back to life, and The Immortal's already flying off to get revenge on the bastard who killed his closest friends in the world. Or, globe, I guess.

I respect that, to be honest.

(As a bonus, The Immortal causing Omni-Man's eyes to become bloodshot adds to how evil he'll be in the last episode)

Mark trying to snap his dad out of mind-control: Oh, I felt that.

I'm pretty sure we all felt that.

Ow...Big ow.

The Train Scene: ...This is the most horrific thing I have seen in entertainment. Seriously, while Omni-Man annihilating the Guardians left me speechless, this is another level. Because him using Mark's body to kill a train full of people ramming into them, leaving Mark all the more helpless to stop it, makes a scene that is so...so hard for me to describe how effectively f**ked up it is. It's one of those moments where just by seeing it, you know why it's awful in all the right ways. And I will never forget the look of shock and horror on my face when it reflected onto my laptop's screen after the scene briefly cut to black soon after the carnage. Because if that doesn't explain how unmerciful this moment is, I don't know what will.

Saving Mark after the fight: I really love this because as it flashes between still images of people carrying Mark away after his brutal fight with Omni-Man, it really feels like you're reading a comic from panel to panel. It’s pretty neat. I won’t lie.

WHAT I DISLIKE

The Animation isn’t that great: Now, in terms of action, the animation is fantastic. You feel the impact of each attack, there are some creative uses of powers, and the gore is better implemented because it's all animated. As for everything else...yeah, it kinda sucks. Movements are a little stiff at times, the CGI backgrounds could use a bit more polish, and don't get me started on the CGI crowds of people. I understand the shortcuts that need to be taken to make everything else more effective, but man, this series needed a little more time in the oven before being shown to everyone. It's never too bad, but it can be pretty distracting at times.

Amber: F**k Amber. Just f**k her. Everything people tell you that is wrong with her is one-hundred percent on point. She is easily one of the worst love interests, and to me, it has everything to do with the fact that she knows Mark is--

...That she knows Mark is--

...

...

...ThatsheknowsMarkisInvinci--

--BECAUSE IT INVALIDATES ANY POINT SHE HAS, GOSH DANGIT! I don't give a single S**T if she's upset that he's late all the time! If Amber was always unaware of it, then I would understand. But having her know means that she thinks her issues are more important than Mark, oh, I don't know, SAVING THE PLANET! I mean, the girl helps feed the homeless! You would think she would understand.

But fine. Maybe Amber's just upset that Mark's lying to her. Sure. That's understandable...BUT WHAT THE F**K IS UP WITH HER BLOWING UP IN HIS FACE FOR NOT HELPING ANYBODY AT THE COLLEGE WHEN SHE KNOWS HE'S HELPING EVERYBODY!? Even if it's her giving Mark one last chance to tell her the truth (which is a mile of a stretch, and you know it), did she really expect him to reveal his secret with tons of people watching? That is a crazy expectation that no one should live up to!

Amber is quite possibly the worst thing about this show. She was fine at first, and her chemistry with Mark was on point, but MAN, did she get worse later on.

And if I see one mother f**ker calling me a racist because I don't like this character who just so happens to be black...I'm going to be upset, not gonna lie. Because that is a cheap shot to dismiss any criticism, especially since her race has NOTHING to do with why people hate her...Or, at least, most people.

Edit (5/27/2021): Disregard the above. The long and short is that I don’t like Amber. She just doesn’t sit right with me for the reasons that her anger towards Mark just never felt entertaining to me in comparision to everything else. But saying her thoughts and arguements are invalid is not cool, and I’m sorry to both any readers who are black or especially female who would be upset by this.

Rex-splode: I understand the point behind Rex. He's a character who we're supposed to hate, so it becomes so much more satisfying seeing others s**t on him. But those characters are hard to get right if you’re not careful. Make them too irritating, then any suffering they go through will seem too little. Make them not annoying enough, and their punishments can be too harsh. Rex fits into the "too irritating" category. It's satisfying to see Monster Girl wreck his s**t after he started commenting how ineffective she might be, but with what he pulled with Dupli-Kate, I feel as though he might deserve worse. Although I will admit Rex gets slightly better in later episodes, showing at least a smidgen of character development. But I don't think it's enough to make his a**holeness worth it. Still, I hope he at least becomes above decent in the next few seasons, which is way more than what I can say for Amber.

(Seriously, writers, if she just disappears without an ounce of an explanation in the season premiere, I won't question it. You have my word.)

Edit: I no longer agree with what I crossed out, but I won’t delete it either. I want people to know the mistake I made so I can prove that I changed in the future.

Robot cloning himself to be with Monster Girl: ...Nope! 

Nope!

Changed my mind.

I am NOT touching that.

I will touch a lot of things, but I will not touch--That came out wrong.

Please forget you read anything.

Thank you, and goodnight.

Let’s move on

Transitioning to the title card: Here it is! The nitpickiest of all nitpicks! But, seeing how it happens in every episode, meaning that the writers have no choice but to commit to it, means it's one of those things that viewers are forced to get used to. And boy, is the transition to the title card hard to get used to! Oh, you thought it was annoying how it kept happening in this review? Well...fair enough. But trust me when I say it's much more aggravating in the show.

The funny thing is, I had no problem the first time it happened. It was a cute way to introduce the character as well as the title of the series. But having that be the basis for transitioning to the title card every time was a gimmick that got old real quick. Especially since every time that a character says the word--

--it always feels forced. What's even more annoying is that sometimes it interrupts characters as they're saying invin--

LIKE! F**KING! THAT! Because interrupting someone before they say something is one thing, but doing so as they're saying it shows a sense of bad timing. Not even that, because this is something that I feel like could have been the easiest to change in the series by having someone go, "Hey, maybe we should edit out this single second."

It's laziness that doesn't happen often, but it still grinds my gears a bit. Plus, is there really no other smoother transition the writers could come up with? Did they really believe this is the best way to do it?

Think, writers! THINK!

It's fine to have a gimmick, but this is one that really shouldn't have any follow-through on.

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That's about all the issues I have with the show. It's far from perfect, but still, an A- is pretty impressive work. The stuff that this series does right not only outnumbers the mistakes but also heavily outweighs them. Besides, no show in the history of creativity has ever been perfect in its first season. There are always dents that need to get buffed out and improve upon for the subsequent seasons to come. Only then can a series truly be Invincible from all criticism.

...

...Oh, sure. 

SURE!

NOW it lets me say it!

GOSH, DANGIT, I HATE THAT TITLE CARD!

#invincible #mark grayson #omni-man #debbie grayson #amber bennett #what I thought about

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Chapter 74: The Queen’s Inheritance (XIII)

"Who are you?" When the Destroyer who had crossed the boundary saw Maria, picking her out at a glance from the vast sea of people, this sentence "who are you" was no different from a sincere confession.

Even though he had lost himself to his force and had forgotten his beloved, at the moment when they met again, a familiar yearning engraved in his soul still reminded him to look at that person.

Maria looked up at him, the joy of reunion filling her gentle gaze. Before opening her mouth, tears had already flowed from her blue eyes. Even so, she still smiled, even if she could not say a word.

It was supposed to be a fateful reunion that touched people's hearts, but it instantly made the Destroyer feel wrong—or, that world felt wrong.

The desire to destroy and to murder were overwhelming, destroying his memory again.

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He had failed again.

Qi Leren sat on the swing and was at a loss.

Why did he still fail? Clearly this time, he had tried his best to approach Maria's most likely response—when the lovers who were forced apart by destiny reunited, the gentle Maria shed tears of both joy and sadness.

What was wrong?

This sort of thinking should be right!

The baffled Qi Leren sat on the swing, absently finished talking with the monk who came to call him to the cathedral, and waited for the Prophet to appear.

The wind in the Garden of the Holy Tomb blew through the treetops, which lifted off a large number of blue and white petals, and also opened the Canon on Maria's knees and gently brushed one page after another, revealing a letter tucked inside.

Qi Leren startled, picked up the letter, and looked at it. After reading every word from beginning to end, he finally knew what was wrong.

To my dear Maria:

Before leaving, I decided to write a letter to you. You can take this letter as my love letter to you :-D

……

The other side of the gap between the two worlds has always made me curious. I’ve read the Canon you gave me. The demon world described in the book is a different world ruled by devils with strict classes, where the cruel law of survival of the fittest is practiced, which may help me master the original force in my body.

……

I was surprised that you agreed to let me go to the Underworld. I thought you would never agree. After all, the attitude of the Holy See towards demons has always been the same. However, I think the Holy See's research in the field has become self-contained. The field should not only inherit the existing original force; the Holy See's method of condensing fields is too smooth, which limits your further development, meaning that the road of pursuing power ends here. Maybe we should defer to other methods.

……

When I wrote this letter, I couldn't help recalling the scene of when we first met. At that time, your temper was much worse than it is now, and that slap was really impressive. Later, I realized that you were a nun from an esteemed background... When I think of it, my own identity is dull. You always pinch my waist until it’s black and blue. Dear, you need to be gentle with me, or you will easily lose me.

……　

Suddenly, I miss my hometown very much. I hope I can show it to you one day. The food there is really delicious. It’s ten thousand times better than the white bread in the Holy See! I really want to take you to try it.

……

Dear Maria, although I haven't left yet, I’ve already started to miss you.

This letter from Ning Zhou's father, who had not yet become the Lord of Destruction, that was addressed to Maria made Qi Leren understand. The key point was that he had misjudged Maria's character completely, and he had also misjudged the character of Destroyer.

This Holy Nun was not the kind of woman who was gentle, compassionate, and full of piety in her usual thinking. She was quite a woman with "personality" and could be regarded as a "savage girlfriend". However, in the few opportunities Qi Leren had had to meet Maria, he had missed the true nature of this Holy Nun. In the same way, he hadn't expected that while he was an ordinary player, the Devastator turned out to be a guy... who could use the basic emojis of twenty years ago.

Qi Leren closed the Canon and took a deep breath.

This was the last chance, but he knew what to do.

　　

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"Who are you?"

The Prophet standing in the corner silently watched what was happening in front of him. The dragon from the Underworld hovered in the "sky" of the Underground Ant City, and finally landed in front of Maria—just like in the prophecy. The couple still reunited in the vast sea of people, and yet… they ended up in a tragedy.

When the newly born Destroyer asked this sentence, the Prophet imagined many possibilities. For example, Maria would answer him with a smile. For example, Maria would be overwhelmed and burst into tears. But he never thought...

The pa sound was crisp, and the Holy Nun who had slapped the Destroyer in public raised her chin. Her eyes filled with tears, but she tried to squeeze out a smile. She gnashed her teeth and asked word by word: "Now do you remember who I am?"

The Destroyer gawked at her, clutching the left side of his face that stung from the slap, and shook his head blankly.

"I seem to have been looking for you for a long time," he said.

Maria looked at him stupefied. Even if she shut her mouth hard, love still flowed out of her eyes. Whether it was the excitement of reunion after a long separation, the shock of seeing one's lover become a Devil, or the pain of being aware of some kind of hinted-at fate, it couldn't compare with the inner agitation at this moment.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!!”

The Destroyer was still in a daze, and the demons who were eager to protect their Lord had rushed up after a short jam, showing strong hostility towards Maria who exuded the aura of faith.

"The Holy See’s dog," snapped the Witch of Desperation, who wore a black robe with a bat hanging upside down from her sleeve.

The Witch of Nightmares was even more fierce, her eyes filled with killing intent that was aimed at Maria.

"Go away!" When the Devil King of Destruction waved his hand, the raging crowd of demons turned and fled. He turned around and said carefully to Maria, "...Let me take you somewhere."

With that, he showed a happy smile: "Somewhere great."

　　

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[Current memory progress: 2/3, remaining restart times: 0.]

It worked! Qi Leren was ecstatic; this strategy was correct. When he played as Maria, he even felt that he really felt Maria's emotions in this memory. At least in the moment when Maria had finally shed tears, it wasn’t acting, but as if… Maria's will remaining in the Will of the World was recreating this past.

Before Qi Leren could think clearly, his body was taken into the sky by the Devil in the form of a magic dragon, passing through the huge underground space of the Underground Ant City, passing through Purgatory, and reaching the gap between the two worlds.

It is a huge abyss, even if he looked down from the sky, the cliffs below him looked unimaginably large, and under the cliffs was a bottomless dark abyss from which the demon army continuously gushed out. They climbed the cliffs and gathered outside the gap between the two worlds.

This scene made Qi Leren inexplicably anxious. Even though he knew that this was only a memory that happened in the past, he still couldn't help feeling anxious when he saw that the world was about to fall into war.

Under the guidance of the dragon, he quickly fell towards the abyss, passing through the gate that separated the Underworld and the human world.

The whole Underworld was immersed in bloody sunlight. Under the crimson sky, the mountains and rivers were black, but the rivers flowed with hot lava, as if the world was a newly born planet with constant volcanic eruptions. There was a strong sulphur smell in the air, and it was extremely hot.

The magic dragon flew all the way. In the Underworld, it seemed to have the ability to jump through space, because in the blink of an eye, it had passed through several cities surrounded by black rock walls and finally landed at a huge black palace.

This palace building was extremely tall, and at this time, Qi Leren learned what the real "underworld style" was like. The single-storey height of this palace was over 50 meters tall, full of a majestic atmosphere different from the human world, but its hue and shape were very cold and evil.

The magic dragon flew into the palace at a dash. Several lava rivers reached into the palace, which surrounded the central island in the middle of the lake. The island was filled with gold coins and treasures that made one unable to close their eyes, and there was a golden throne more than two meters high in the center, which was extremely luxurious.

The dragon put the Holy Nun on its treasure, plunged into the gold coin heap and rummaged in it for a while, then suddenly changed back to human form, climbed up from the gold coin heap while out of breath, and ran excitedly to Maria with his arms spread.

A huge diamond ring stung Maria's eyes. Or perhaps it was the unconscious love in a man's scarlet eyes that stung her.

The Destroyer shoved the ring into her hand: "For you!"

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[theuntamednarrator]

Thank you @mika--82​ for the question! I’m sorry it took so long but since I really enjoyed plotting out my Cangse Sanren lives au, and I think a lot about the women in The Untamed who didn't get to see their children grow up, strap in for round two of TB Revives the Mothers of the Untamed. This week's episode: Save Mama Lan by killing Lan Qiren \^.^/

(Many thanks to @drwcn​ for letting me borrow her hc names for Mama Lan (Qui Baiti) and Papa Lan (Lan Cenrong). You can read more about them on her blog here and here.)

(Warning for an unsuccessful suicide attempt)

QBT has been isolated in the Jingshi for a decade. She only sees her sons once a month, she isn’t allowed her sword, and her spiritual power is kept sealed

But LWJ inherited his stubbornness from his mum and she's determined to escape, one way or another

LQR is walking by the Jingshi when he feels a massive surge of energy and breaks his first ever Discipline (no running in Cloud Recesses)

He wrenches the Jingshi door open and sees an array that wouldn't look out of place two decades in the future in an alternate universe in a dingy shed behind Mo Manor

LQR breaks his second Discipline in as many minutes (do not make excessive noise) when he screams for his brother before he grabs QBT and drags her out of the array

LQR didn't have time to think, let alone study what the effects of that might be, all he knew was that it was killing her, and that her death would kill the brother he loves more than anything else

The backlash strikes him and he keels over

QBT gathers him up, sobbing and asking why he did it, she wanted to die, why did you do it Lan-er-gongzi? what were you thinking? Your brother loves you

LQR meets his brother’s eyes as he appears over her shoulder, the terrified disciples flanking him a white blur

He smiles and says I know

Curtains on LQR

(alternatively, we can just kill JGS again because ngl that was real satisfying the first time around)

Now the Elders are in a pickle because this may have been an accident but QBT has now been responsible for the deaths of an Elder and Second Young Master Lan

It's decided that the only option is exile

QBT is forbidden from setting foot in Cloud Recesses and the territories of Gusu Lan for ten year and forbidden from speaking to any Lan disciple during that time

She bows, accepts back the plain sword she had yielded when she came through the gates to be married, and is gone before the dawn. LCR watches her leave and then goes to wake their sons

Now, QBT was a wandering cultivator long before she was Lan-furen and actually really enjoys returning to life on the road

I wandered once! I can do it again!

Five years later she meets XXC battling a ferocious demon snake and together they defeat it

QBT definitely doesn’t feel her heart beat a little faster at the youthful face, white robes, and elegant jade-and-silver sword

She answers XXC's graceful bow with one of her own and the two spend a week clearing out the fierce nests of demons on the mountain

The next time their wandering brings them together she is introduced to my good friend Song Lan and hides her smile in her sleeve

Meanwhile in Cloud Recesses without LQR to pick up the slack LCR is forced to step out of seclusion and actually run his sect and parent his children

He does a very good job

QBT has to fight back proud tears every time she hears Twin Jades of Lan spoken of with awe

Ten years to the day of her exile QBT is grinning as she climbs the long flights of stairs towards the gates of Cloud Recesses

Part of that might be the entertaining company she walks with

A young man clutching two bottles of Emperor's Smile and talking so fast she’s only half listening while she tries to figure out if he’s actually taken a breath since introducing himself

Talking at breakneck speed of the young master who had been so strict with him at the gates, aiya Auntie! He was so cold! you should have seen his stony face

QBT only grins harder as WWX climbs the wall, is challenged, and blades flash over tiles (it might bring back fond memories of her own youth)

She slips over the wall while they are distracted and once WWX is silenced she reaches out her hand

You handle your sword beautifully, may I?

LWJ can't even say why - it's too dark to see her face and the voice is roughened after 10 years on the road - but he hands Bichen over without a second thought

She sighs as she runs a finger over the blade and the steel glows, lighting up her face (solely because I think glowy Bichen is very sexy and we should have had more of it in the drama honestly)

Bichen suits you better than it ever suited me, ZhanZhan 

LWJ is emoting all over the place (so embarrassing)

(luckily his back is to WWX because if baby disaster bi WWX saw that smile he would've died on the spot)

WWX of course is still a troublemaking rule breaker and LWJ is still charged with overseeing his punishment

QBT and LXC are united in their LWJ should make friends agenda and LXC inherited his sense of humour and delight for teasing LWJ from QBT

Between the two of them LWJ soon has more friends than he knows what to do with

QBT and LXC co-captain the good ship Wangxian

Of course plot stuff still happens including accidental-marriage-before-a-Quest-Ghost

XXC and SL meet them in Yueyang and when LWJ introduces himself they're thrilled because hey we know your mum! she’s real cool!

They don't trust the clans and they might've heard of NMJ but they know Qui-jiejie and they trust her and so they decide XY will go to Cloud Recesses for judgement

N-wow the twin jades are really deserving of their reputations-HS insists on a Qinghe representative going too

oh me? no no Wei-xiong this has been quite enough adventure for me. Meng Yao you'll go won't you? Dage trusts you and Lan-gongzi admired your *delicate cough* capability *innocent smile*

my.blush.com/embarrassed/yearning agrees

QBT is delighted to see XXC and SL again and happily introduces them to her elder son

SL and LXC almost immediately get into a heated debate over ahistorical fantasy chinese philosophy and/or politics and are instantly bonded

QBT may or may not have instigated said debate with a well-timed quote from a well-known (re: divisive) text

Basically QBT shares my get LXC more friends agenda

SL is, again, the first person (apart from LXC and his parents) to laugh at LWJ's jokes

WWX still refuses to believe this actually happened (the joke and SL laughing) (XXC swears it’s true)

XY is locked in the back hills and eventually a) dies trying to use his hidden piece of the yin iron to break the seals OR b) is rehabilitated by the power of bunnies and become an outer disciple (reader's choice!)

XXC and SL accompany WWX and JC part of the way to Lotus Pier

Cloud Recesses is attacked, QBT and LCR send LXC and MY away with the sacred texts, MY promising he knows somewhere safe to hide

LWJ refuses to leave his parents. The losses are not as bad as in canon, the Wen are beaten back, but LCR and LWJ are both injured

No Good Very Bad Summer Camp with World's Worst Head Counselor WC

No Good Very Bad Turtle Cave of Love

WWX wakes post-rescue with LWJ still there

(Because his parents are holding Cloud Recesses and he knows LXC is safe so he doesn't need to rush off)

JZX, JC, LWJ, and WWX spend a day planning before they split up

(this is hilarious and JC says "fuck" not less than 219 times)

(WWX only almost punches JZX and it only happens twice honestly people should be grateful! he was so restrained!!)

They all return home, LWJ promising to bring reinforcements from Cloud Recesses to Lotus Pier (because it's the most obvious next target. no other reason. just. strategically it makes sense)

WQ sends WN to Lotus Pier to warn WWX when WZL's forces are on their way

When the Wen attack, they're met with a prepared force of 1) YZY and the Jiang Disciples 2) QBT, LWJ, and a contingent of Lan Disciples AND 3) JC and WWX and a gaggle of archers (seriously why tf show the Jiang being so good and then only give us two archery fight scene moments and it’s heart breaking sixth young master jiang dying and some rando ouyang disciple shooting WWX?)

Things get a little hairy but between YZY and QBT they defeat WZL and the rest of the Wen quickly surrender

JFM and JYL arrive just as the battle is ending, escorted by Madam Jin, JZX, LQY, and all the Jin Disciples who were at Cloud Recesses

(WWX: MianMian you came you must have been so worried about me! LQY, ignoring him: Lan-er-gongzi are you okay? WWX: ah Lan Zhan you MianMian really likes you! that’s lucky! LWJ, screaming internally: mn)

(JGS was furious when JZX announced he was joining the campaign but what could he possibly say in front of his battle ready wife without looking like the utter coward of a wet biscuit he is)

Once again WWX is left with a screaming sword, too much curiosity, and too much time on his hands (due to his adopted family being not-dead)

But worse he has now also access to a woman who created an array powerful enough to kill even with her spiritual power sealed

Poor WRH doesn't stand a chance, even without MY spying for the Sunshot Campaign

After the battle QBT&LCR and YZY&JFM shut JGS's bullshit power grab down real quick and JGS sulks like the baby he is (probably in a brothel) while Madam Jin and JZX take over Lanling Jin

JZX hears about MY and the way he helped LXC and NMJ sends a letter of support and JZX is already quite jealous of all these sibling bonds and welcomes Ziyao with open arms

(All of which goes slightly to waste when JZY marries out to the Lan clan slightly less than a year later but hey, at least it's a good alliance.)

WQ takes over the Wen Clan but tears down Nightless City and relocates the capital to Dafan

(WQ: have you been to Nightless City? It’s built on an active volcano. Do you know how bad sulfur ash is for open wounds? Do you know what medical herbs grow in lava slurry? None is the answer. My family are all fucking morons)

(WQ: Not you a-Ning you’re a delight and we’re thrilled you’re here)

Rumour has it a certain immortal was so impressed with the stories of the medical techniques of Dafan Wen that she paid WQ a visit

(Disciples are so reckless after all! One never knows when one might need to be capable of transplanting vital organs!)

Each year WWX and LWJ spend 3 months at Gusu, 3 months at Lotus Pier, and 6 months wandering with XXC and SL

They get "fake married" no less than four times in three years (for the investigation xiongzhang! absolutely no other reason shishu! no other reason at all!) before LXC, MY, XXC, and SL get fed up and barricade them in their room until they talk to each other dammit

(LXC is very grateful MY has gotten so handy with the silencing talismans because the 'conversation' gets uncomfortably loud real quick)

Side note to say Clarity works very well to avert a qi deviation when it's not being actively corrupted, thanks very much, and NMJ lives many, many, many years which would be entirely happy if only NHS would pick up his saber once in a while

He would tell NHS this if he could ever find him

Happy ending!³

#³unless you are a hardcore lqr fan #in which case i invite you to ignore the first few paragraphs #assume that qbt got banished for unrelated reasons #and hc that jgs died instead #also i nearly included a few paragraphs #where qbt finds and buries cssr & wcz #and an alt paragraph where she saves them both #but cut them because it was getting too long #AND i was super tempted by an lxc-dies-to-save-nmj which i've 75% plotted #which I have affectionately titled 'lan whumpji' #but then i decided it was nicer to save another mother #because they really get shafted in canon #theuntamednarrative #mika--82 #madam lan #lan qiren #wangxian #xiyao #tw suicide attempt

[lambourngb]

Get me out of here - places to go when canon is complicated

It’s Day 3, time to celebrate those stories that I turn to when I can’t deal with canon, or when I don’t have the emotional energy to untangle all the emotions I have for what’s going on in canon. Alternative universes, the safe harbor for us. Below are a mix of rewrites of canon, remixes of canon, or out right not even set in Roswell- to fill every type distance you want from canon- from near to far.

The first story I’m reccing is a long one,- so pardon the very long review below.

my love is a life taker by @jocarthage (267,600) So one day, Jessi popped into discord to share a dream she had about timetravel and being able to save yourself in the past basically, particularly Alex getting to give his baby-self a hug, and we all went, “holy shit that’s a cool fic idea please write it!” and really reality sucks right now with quarantine and whatnot, so what better thing to do than follow a WIP? I can’t tell you how badly I needed to something to look forward to as I was staring down a milestone birthday with all my plans in tatters, and this story filled the void.

Okay- now about the actual story itself, the world building about time travel in this is incredible but easy to absorb. Jessi dumps you straight into the action in chapter 1 with Alex, at 28, assassinating an Iraqi intelligence agent in 2009 that averts a bomb that was planned on US forces. You learn so much about both the story-universe and Alex here- one, that even dressed in mask and killing someone, Alex is kind and uses morphine as an overdose and has arranged for his victim’s family to be compensated, you learn that time agents can only visit places they themselves have visited during that time, and Jesse Manes had dragged his son, who was ‘time aware’ to every place of war and ruin on the planet before he was 18 and that, Alex’s victim, even as he’s dying, recognizes what a shit childhood Alex had but that Alex doesn’t.

The next part is where Alex’s time crystal malfunctions, instead of returning him to 2018, it takes him to 1998 where an 8 year old Michael is getting beaten by his foster dad and Alex, out of his time line mysteriously, visible to only Michael, saves him, but only temporarily. We all know with abusers, until you’re out of the house, it’s just a matter of time before the next beating. However, with one act, Alex at 28 starts putting into action (even though he doesn’t recognize it at the time) the steps to save his own life as he works to save Michael from his childhood. Each mission, each jump through time, Alex meets Michael, always a year apart and only for 1000 seconds, or almost 17 minutes. Jessi takes you through some of the darkest points of US foreign policy, only as Alex takes control of his life, he also starts to change the missions, and change the world. The details of places, people, food, etc are authentic from the author’s experience, if you don’t click on the links at the end of the chapters and disappear down google-rabbit holes about the events in history, well- you’re made of stronger stuff than I am.  There are lots of heavy subjects discussed, but there’s always care and honesty behind the intent. The way Michael grows, the way Alex grows, and of course the journey to the present time when they could be together? It’s like pining on steroids but it’s so wonderful. I wish I could pull out one thing that I loved in particular in this story- but it’s impossible, only to say that I love that I could disappear completely within the confines of ‘my love is a life taker’ knowing that I would be kept safe by the author, that goodness prevails.


when I’m oceans away by @neapeaikea (28,000) this is a post-2008 shed canon-divergent AU where Alex Manes, after the best/worst night of his life bolts from Roswell and leaves Michael behind. 10 years later, on the hunt for a child conceived at Caulfield, Michael walks into a youth home in California and finds Alex. A few things, I love that this author writes an Alex who didn’t join the Air Force but still lost a leg, I don’t really enjoy disability erasure in modern AUs (I’m better at looking past that in historical or sci fi aus) . It’s pretty clear after five minutes that the connection between the two men is still there and strong despite anger, secrets and guilt. The teasing and flirting between them is great but so is the acceptance of baring their vulnerabilities. I loved the care they take with each other, and the tie in to an alien child is just so perfect.

Crucibles (series) @ninswhimsy (9,000)- I’m cheating and naming both here, but obviously nin had her finger on the pulse of fandom, by writing crusade-set queer stories before The Old Guard ever boomed into a fandom from the movie. I was lucky enough to trade DMs over the ideas of holiness and the body, and how Alex would have treated himself, certain of his doomed soul, and how Michael would have responded in turn. It’s no secret I love everything Nin writes, but this series stuck in my mind. I will be drifting off to sleep, and think about Alex walking through the ancient city of Aleppo, ready to be done with his burden and Michael there with soft palms and scented oil, and boom! I reach for my kindle to re-read it.

no regrets if we walk this new road by @andrea-lyn (97,000) This author has written so many amazing AUs, some quite far away from canon events like her Mummy AU or her Avengers AU, but I have to say, I have a very soft-spot for this rewrite of season 1 for a lot of reasons. I mean, it’s 2020, so my appetite for Cop!Max is definitely at an all-time low, so the idea of exchanging his job with Kyle’s was extremely appealing. At least Kyle is a POC holding the badge, not a white man like our canon. Anyway, politics aside, this story is special to me for the scorching good Isobel/Kyle relationship that develops, the way Isobel sharpens herself into a lawyer (not an event planner) and how Michael rounds his own edges off in turn by becoming a teacher (and being secretly married).  Each deviation from canon made complete sense once you alter the way Rosa’s death affects the pod squad, and how they covered it up ripples out toward Liz, Kyle, etc. 


Layer on layer, down on down by @dotsayers (9,440) I love sci-fi tropes, especially time-loops, but they are incredibly hard to write (I know, I abandoned mine a while ago) so this story stands out because of just how well done the execution is and also the angst. Michael in a time loop about Caulfield, like how great/agonizing is that? The plot is so good, how it ties into Caulfield and why it happens in the first place, like wow.  The care, and the hurt, and the fatigue that Michael has in this story, oh you just want to wrap him in a blanket. There’s a tiny throwaway line about how one of the first things Michael learned to do in foster care was to make himself heavy and unmovable- and you instantly picture kid!Michael not wanting to be removed from a house - like my heart broke! The structure of the story, with the background of his just how much he loves Alex but how badly it hurts to see him die, really makes this study of 1x12 special. Along with all the angst, there’s tiny gallows humor lines, so am I weird, that I laughed through a couple of these scenes even as Michael kept dying?

Petty pace by @aewriting (11,600) Aewriting has a couple of stellar AUs, so trying to pick just one was difficult, but I rather feel this story is sadly underappreciated it (mind the tags). It was a remix of @iwontbeyourmedicine ‘s fantastic ‘Freaky Friday’, where the humans and aliens swap roles. Alex in the role of Michael basically was something I had never pictured until Ly wrote that story, and now feel utterly changed by it, especially with this backstory- the idea of Jesse Manes bringing a foster child home? Incredibly well done because there’s an off the charts level of menace in this story. The way Jesse watches Alex, who at first mistakes it for how a pedophile might size up a victim, but then catches on quickly that it’s so much worse in a lot of ways. And Alex is such a loner in the beginning, even as he reconnects with his pod siblings Liz and Maria, he’s still planning on keeping his head down and leaving Roswell far behind. Like freedom is literally the only thing he can conceive of for himself, no real dreams outside of that until Michael slips under his defenses. I probably could have saved this story for angst day- because the second half of the story, if you don’t sob while you read it, then I dunno. It’s helpful to read Ly’s story right afterward as a reminder that things do get better for Alex ten years later. In a lot of ways this story is sadder than canon (though there’s no murder of Rosa/4th alien), I’m comforted that at least Alex has Liz in the aftermath, alike in heartache in a way that Michael didn’t have because of the pact he and Max made about Isobel in canon.

Unexpected tidings by @bestillmyslashyheart (24,800) Another rewrite of canon, that explores a couple of very interesting questions, like what would it look like if Michael never made it back to Roswell as a kid but met Alex by chance in 2008? Imagine the cornerstone of the Lost Decade love affair revolving around the mundane questions of a long distance relationship that wasn’t built on the pain of the shed or Rosa’s death? Marlo writes an amazing take on this, that is both real and deep with the normal couple problems, before introducing that spanner in the works of oh yeah, aliens are real. With Michael on the east coast, and Alex finishing off his service in Roswell, Project Shepherd still entangles Alex with Liz bringing him in on the secret in hopes that with his hacker skills he can track down the third alien child that Max and Iz remember so they can warn him. As interesting as the current plot was, I found myself absolutely revitted the slow piecemeal reveals that Marlo doled out about Alex and Michael’s relationship over time. (I also while rereading this recently got very nostaglic for season 1 Alex who didn’t trust Jesse as far as he could toss him.) 

Don’t Punish Me For What I Feel by @winged-fool (3,600) Tarsus IV AU - another wonderful author with a catalog of great AUs, both sci-fi and dark, and honestly it was difficult to narrow it down to one. This story, well in 2009 I was a hard core Trek movie fan, so when I saw a trek-fusion story appear, I knew I would love it just on that basis. The thing is, this gave me Michael as the Captain, a surprisingly rare role for these space fusions, even though genius level repeat offender Jim Kirk and genius level repeat offender Michael Guerin seems pretty married in my mind as a connection. As a Tarsus-like story, all the tags are well earned by the story that Alex finally shares with Michael. It hit on so many levels, the hurt/comfort level for sure, but also to have a story where Michael is this stalwart protector of Alex was really nice to find. 

this isn’t the ‘holiday best friends championship’ by @usbournejez (6,090) alright to leave this on a lighter note, my final AU rec is this masterpiece by Kieran that was part of Malex Secret Santa gift fics- and what a gift it was to all of us! The way she writes established Malex is first-rate, because she always includes their canon-levels of snark/sharpness but it’s never directed at each other and that’s something I love. Here we have Alex, where we learn in just a few short lines, is a huge control freak but has the extremely big emotional handicap, and that’s his love/fondness/deserve to caretake Michael. Emotional cactus Alex who is soft for Michael? Love it. There are small drops of angsty backstory peppered in this, but really that just fuels just how sweet and wonderful the main theme of the story- which is Alex might hate the whole world at large, he loves, protects and worships Michael (and vice versa). As someone who can bake cookies, but that’s about it, I was still enthralled with the baking details and this story has never failed to encourage me to eat dessert before dinner basically. 

#rnmcreate2020 #malex fic #roswell new mexico #malex fic rec #malex #MALEX FEELS #michael guerin #alex manes #fandom positivity #worship our great authors in this fandom #can we pretend it's Wednesday? #a day late and a dollar short #working on today's now!

[yandere-society]

You’re all such amazing writers that I might as well just give you all my money, I mean, I would, you guys work so hard to get things out despite having your own schedules and personal life. So thank you! I was wondering if I could request where Jungkook kidnaps the reader, but after a while he becomes so dependent on her that the roles have switched. Like he gets nervous when she’s not showing enough attention on her and is pretty much emotionally fragile to the point of breaking down.

White Elephant

It was an accident. A textbook case of wrong time, wrong place. All YN had done was go to a party like every other person her age. How was she supposed to know that her harmless effort to talk to the loner sulking in the corner would be the first nail in her coffin?

The music was loud and the house was packed, sweaty, sticky bodies all pressed together in a single wasted mass. YN needed a break from the jumping and shouting to a song she cold barely even hear, the girl escaping into the nearly abandoned kitchen. Only two other people were there, some dude downing a bottle of water like his life depended on it and another man shrouded in the shadows, scrolling disinterestedly on his phone.

Water bottle dude leaves as soon as he’s done with his drink, diving back into the swing of the party. And then there were two. For the first few minutes, YN twiddled her thumbs, not quite sure what to do with herself. She felt incredibly awkward, entirely out of her comfort zone. But her mother’s words echo in her head.

“It’s college. Come out of your shell a bit,”

The girl clears her throat.

“So . . . cool part right?”

She cringes as soon as her words register. The hooded man doesn’t react, making YN’s skin flush brightly.

“Ah, that’s a dumb thing to say, isn’t it? I’m sorry. I just . . . um, nevermind,”

YN turns to leave, her hypothetical tail tucked between her legs. But before she can escape, the man speaks up.

“It’s shitty, to be honest,” he says.

YN stills. She hadn’t expected him to speak at all and certainly wouldn’t have guessed that his voice would be so melodic.

“So I’m not the only one who thinks so,” YN says, his words encouraging her to continue the conversation.

“There’s a reason I’m hiding out here,”

The man chuckles then, sweeping his hood off his head and ruffling his hair, smiling at her. For a moment, YN is completely flabbergasted, surprised by his stunning good lucks. His hair is on the long side, dark wispy locks curled at the end and brushing his lashes. His jawline is sharp and pronounced, a small scar on his cheek. He raises his hand, offering it to her.

“Jungkook,”

“Ah, I’m YN,” she says, taking his hand.

It’s warm, almost as hot as her cheeks.

For the rest of the night, the two chat in the kitchen, time flying by rapidly as they laugh and crack jokes, becoming fast friends.

But after the party, their friendship continues to deepen. At first, it’s the girl running into Jungkook every so often around campus. And then he appears in a few of her classes, taking the seat next to her with an innocent smile. And before YN knows it, she sees Jungkook every day. He practically never leaves her side, always coming up with an excuse to extend their time together for just ten more minutes.

And before she knows it, Jungkook has her hand in his, grinning at her, words falling from his lips.

“Marry me,”

“I - what?” YN asks, completely stunned.

It’s just a normal day like any other, the two friends hanging out at the local park, sitting on the swings and pushing themselves forward with the tips of their toes.

“Marry me,” he grasps her hand gently, looking her in the eyes with so much emotion a sick feeling rises up in YN’s stomach.

“You can’t be serious,” YN says, trying in vain to pull her hand away, “We’re not even dating,”

Jungkook tilts his head in the adorable way YN usually loves, but all it does now is send her heart speeding with fear.

“What are you talking about YN - ah? We’ve been dating for six months,”

YN tries harder to pull her hand away.“Jungkook this isn’t funny,”

The two of them haven’t ever gone on a single date, haven’t kissed once, hell they haven’t even known each other for six months!

“What isn’t funny? I’m not joking. Marry me. Please. You can’t say no. You can’t,”

With one more final pull, YN dashes away, ignoring Jungkook’s angered shouts calling her name.

And so she begins to ignore him, trying her hardest to avoid confrontation with the man. The space she has from him starts to shed light on the bizarre traits the man has that she ignored. The way he was always where she was, even if there was no way possible he should have known. The way he always insists they meet in places sparsely occupied by anyone else. The way he seemed to know every little thing about her even if she hadn’t told him.

How had she missed the signs? It’s obvious that something is very wrong with Jungkook, horribly wrong. But in her desperation for attention from somebody - anybody, she had closed a blind eye to every one of his red flags.

But who wouldn’t? Jungkook was gorgeous, incredibly talented, and somehow interested in her of all people.

She’d been the perfect sheep, the ideal victim.

But Jungkook wouldn't make it easy for her. He quickly moved past calling her six hundred times a day to knocking on her door while she hid under her bedsheets, praying for him to go away. YN even tried to get the police involved but they turned her away, stating that she’s just paranoid.

But Jungkook has been pushed to his wit's end. So one night when the hole in his heart has consumed him and left behind only anger and bitterness, he breaks into her apartment, standing over her, watching her sleep.

The man sighs, squatting beside her, brushing his long hair out of his face and running a finger down his beloved’s cheek, nearly shivering in delight.

Has long has it been since he’s touched her? The days and night seem to blur together into a single everlasting moment of suffering and loneliness. And so, selfishly, oh so selfishly, Jungkook slides the gleaming needle into her skin, watching her eyes blow open, covering her lovely mouth with his hand to mute her screams.

She struggles but is no match for Jungkook’s superior strength. Every second she weakens until her eyes once again flutter shut and she falls limp. Kissing her on the cheek, Jungkook hauls YN’s body over his shoulder, waltzing out of her apartment and into the darkness.

And when she wakes to his loving smile, beautiful face propped up on his hands, a ring on her fourth finger, all YN can do is cry. And cry and cry and cry.

And while her tears initially hurt Jungkook, he quickly grew annoyed.

“What is wrong with you?” he snaps after a solid week of YN despairing, “Shut the fuck up!”

His harsh words cause YN to gasp, biting her lip harshly to prevent more sobs from escaping. But her eyes water regardless, making Jungkook feel guilt.

Instantly he apologizes, gathering the handcuffed girl in his arms and cooing at her, smoothing her hair.

“I just love you so much. So so much. It’s driving me insane. Just love me back. That’s all I want. Love me back,”

YN does nothing but sniffle, relaxing in his hold for no reason other than pure exhaustion. Regardless Jungkook is exhilarated, her small moment of ingenuine affection making his heart soar. He doesn’t feel alone when he’s with her. He finally feels something other than pure desperation, total anguish.

But slowly, YN’s feeling of sadness and utter defeat morphs into bitterness and anger, the girl taking every moment to spew out how much she hates Jungkook with a passion. And every time, without fail Jungkook would crumple.

“You’re pretty fucking useless, you know that?” YN asks. Sitting crossed-legged on the large bed as she sucks on a grape popsicle, lips tinged purple, “I asked for strawberry,”

Jungkook’s lip wobbles.

“I - I know. It’s just that the store was out so I thought -”

“Stop thinking, Kookie, it’ll only get you in trouble,”

The man shuts up instantly, sniffing.

“You don’t want me to leave you, do you? I’m sure there are other men who are capable of at least getting me what I asked for,”

She twists the ring on her finger, beginning to slide it off.

“No!” Jungkook shouts, rushing to his feet, “Don’t! Please!”

“Did I say you could get up?” YN asks, cocking her head to the side.

Jungkook falls to his knees instantly, tears glistening in his pretty eyes.

“I’m sorry,”

“Come here,” YN demands, scooting to the edge of the bed.

He does so instantly, placing his head on the girl’s lap, desperate for her touch.

“I love you, you know that? You know how lucky you are? For me to love someone as awful as you?”

Jungkook nods, trembling, hesitantly reaching to grab YN’s hand, sighing when she lets him hold it. He fondles her ring, the cool metal comforting him.

“I know,”

“Good,” she says, kissing his head, “Never forget it,”

And in the end, the beast created a monster much worse than he could have ever imagined.

- 👀

It’s been a while. Enjoy!

#yandere #yandere bts #yandere jungkook #jungkook x reader #yandere x reader #chimchimsauce

[sobatsu]

Swapped lives au (Pt 1)

So I mentioned something like this before in a post and it was a Gruvia au but I’ve been thinking about for most of the characters, it’s mainly ships but it’s also not?? Also some of the characters swapped their magic types while others just swapped their magic styles e.g Natsu and Juvia

I’ll probably focus on the first four and then if anyone is curious about what the other characters are like, just send me an ask and I’ll answer!

So the swapped characters right now are as followed:

Natsu - Juvia

Gajeel - Erza

Gray - Lucy

Wendy - Zeref

Levy - Jellal

Meredy - Lyon

Cana - Lisanna

Chelia - Mavis

Ultear - Brandish

Anna - Acnologia

Mira - Invel

Laxus - Cobra

I’ll probably just write up to a certain point for each character and not go through every single detail

In this post anyways ;)

Natsu

Natsu grew up in an orphanage because he was just left their by his parents due to the fact that everywhere he went he brought a constant heat wave and at first everyone loved it until everyone was getting severe sun burns, heat stroke, becoming very dehydrated and become forced to stay inside at all times, the kids hated Natsu for this and constantly bullied him and the only thing that brought Natsu comfort was sewing little lizards because lizards love the heat but of course this just makes things worse and the bullies started calling him “Salamander”, and one day when Natsu was a teen he got so angry at one of the boys was bullying him and he had enough and punched the boy in the face but without him realizing his arm had gone on fire as he was going to punch him causing the boy to get some severe burns and due to the backlash from this Natsu ran away

So of course Jose heard about Natsu’s whole situation, hunted him down and invited him to join phantom lord and become a part of the elemental three (There was no need for Totomaru in Jose’s mind because he already had Natsu and he had no watermage because Juvia was already in Fairy tail )

Natsu’s magic gives him the ability to change his whole body into fire and his three main magic moves are Fire lock, this move traps the target in a ball of fire and fire slicer and fire claw which are mainly moves that attack the target with fire that Natsu can summon

So Natsu joined Phantom Lord and became very close with the guilds number one member Erza Scarlet, a iron dragon slayer who’s obsessed with Armour because it’s protective and good for a quick snack during a battle, the two started to grow a tight brotherly sister bond

So Natsu was the one who helped kidnap Gray in the first place just like how Jose ordered and just from seeing him in that moment he knew that there was something about him that he just couldn’t put his finger on but he shrugged it of and continued with the job

Natsu didn’t doubt that Phantom lord was going to lose against Fairy tail in the fight for Gray Fullbuster for even a second until he laid his eyes on Lucy Heartfilia, bloody and sweaty from fighting and the heat, and this feeling just swept over him that he’d never felt before and he was like ????? and obviously after she swore to save her friend he was like ??? Again and then he was angry because why does she want to save him ?? Like ?? But a fight was a fight and so the two were just at eachother both trying as hard as the other until Lucy’s whole hand just touches his chest and he stops because her hands are cold even though they’re in the middle of his heat wave but she quickly moves the hand to go back to fighting until they pink haired boy in front of Lucy just collapses because it started to rain and he feels cold and he’s laughing and crying at the same time, and poor Lucy just sits there rubbing his back because what else is she gonna do when this man child is just crying during a fight

And in that instant Natsu knew that he was going to marry this woman, not only because she stopped his heat wave but because she didn’t judge him for crying about it she rubbed his back and helped him calm down, not even caring about the fight, so obviously the only sensible thing that Natsu could think to do right after was to buy a ring because priorities

Juvia

Juvia’s backstory is the same as Natsu’s actual backstory and not the one you just ready up there as in she’s from 400 years ago

Juvia had a normal childhood, she had two parents and a younger sister, Wendy who she loved and cared for but tragically Juvia and her parents died leaving her younger sister to fend for herself

Wendy and Juvia had a very close relationship and were never apart until the day when they had to be apart for the rest of their lives ofcourse that was until Wendy became insane and reincarnated Juvia

Of course Juvia doesn’t remember any of this due to the fact that Wendy reincarnated her, but Juvia after this was raised by Aquarius who taught her everything she knew about water magic

Juvia and Aquarius has a very special Mother and Daughter bond and Aquarius loved Juvia like she was her own daughter

Juvia was sent to the future by Acnologia,were Makorav found her and brought her to Fairy tail were she made it her life goal to find Aquarius, because she didn’t know that she was in the future or the Aquarius was a celestial spirit

While she was out exploring she came across Happy’s egg and just assumed that it was a present from Aquarius because “Aquarius~Chan always gave Juvia the biggest presents she could find” and of course her best friend/(Love interest??) Cana helped he nurture the egg until it hatched and Juvia met her new partner in crime Happy who instantly became her new bestie sorry Cana

Juvia gets given the name “Siren” due to her seeming nice at first but she’ll drown you bitch if she has to

She meets Gray in Hargeon and after having lunch with him after she saved him from a love spell she started to get a slight crush on him but brushed it off due to the fact that she’ll probably never see him again but after saving him for a second time from a woman claiming to be her but really she just wants him to sell him, Juvia was like alight this ones mine imma protect it so she invites him to Fairy tail and the three of them (Happy, Juvia and Gray ) become partners

Juvia’s attitude is mainly like Aquarius’s due to the fact that she was her role model so she’s very aggressive (Like Edo-Juvia) but when it comes to her talking to Gray, you can see that she becomes more shy and calm while if she was talking to Lucy she would have beeten her ten seconds after seeing her

Juvia had found out that Aquarius was a celestial spirit thanks to Gray who was talking about how Aquarius’s key hadn’t been found for 400 years, when Gray was saying this he was talking absentmindedly to Lucy whole Natsu and Juvia just sat across from them, Juvia daydreaming about going on a job and Natsu daydreaming about Lucy ;), but the second she heard Aquarius’s name she was up straight asking all these different questions, asking about what a celestial spirit was and why did Aquarius need a key if she slept in the lake and of course Gray laughs at this thinking that Juvia was just joking until he saw the tears in her eyes and he had to bring her into another room and explain everything hto her while everybody had their ears to the door trying to hear everything

Her and Lucy are obviously best frenemies

Gajeel

Gajeel��s backstory is the same as Erzas really except Gajeel was abandoned by his father Metalicana (Whos human in this au) and so he grows up in the tower of haven along with Levy

Since Gajeel didn’t have any last name Levy dubbed him the last name “Redfox” because as she said “You’re eyes are red and you’re hair is fluffy like a fox”

When Gajeel was put in the disciplinary chamber after attempting to escape with the others, he was tortured to the brink of death and he also lost the ability to use his left eye (Opposite of what Erza lost ;))

When he got to Fairy tail he had an instant disliking to Invel because he was very snarky and the two would always start having random fights

He had a very close bond with Juvia and Lucy, even taking the time out of his day to help Juvia learn how to read and write, much to Juvia’s dismay

When he seen Levy that day back int the tower of Haven, it broke his heart because how did sweet little Levy turn into someone to dark and ready to resurrect a man so twisted and evil,spending years of her life working on the tower of haven just to reach her goal , and that’s when he knew that, something wasn’t right

It broke his heart again when he left her their to die , but to him it finally came full circle when it was just him and her back in the tower

When he had seen his funeral, he couldn’t help but shed a few tears when he seen Juvia denying the fact that he was alive and see everyone crying, holding each other because if the great Gajeel has fallen then how does anyone else stand a chance in this cruel world, but once he had seen Juvia again after being saved by her, he then saw everyone and everything in a completely new light

Gajeel is obsessed with Strawberry cake, he doesn’t know why but he just is, maybe because it’s sweet just like how Levy used to be

Erza

When Erza joined Phantom Lord, she was cold and calculating to everyone, bar Natsu because they had a weird bond that no one could explain

She loathed Fairy tail with her whole being because they were their rivals, hating them so much that she was the one who initiated the war between Fairy tail and Phantom Lord, only stopping to fight when she got defeated by Juvia, who was enraged at the way that Erza was treating Gray

After Natsu forced her to join Fairy tail, she didn’t want anything to do with the guild until Master Makorov offered her a speacil mission that her ego just couldn’t refuse but to accept, but of course she couldn’t start the mission without apologising to shadow gear, or more like be forced to apologise by Jett and Droy who were hassinling her until the sun set until she saved Jellal from one of Cobra’s attack’s

Erza has shown how well she could sing by forcing Mira off the stage and singing in front of everyone, surprisingly enough she could sing very very well but her lyrics were very very bad

Finding pantherlily was the best day of Erza’s life because now she had someone to talk to on the days when she felt like she had nonone in this world

After bring in fairy tail for an amount of time, Erza found herself becoming very fond of Jellal and couldn’t help but feel a strong urge but to protect him at all costs

Gray

Gray grew up in his family’s estate with his mother and father along with their many servants until one day his mother passed away leaving Gray and his father alone together, after his mother died Gray found that him and his father were starting to drift away from eachother day by day so to avoid this from happening Gray decided to make his father a present, only to be shouted at by his father and be made leave the room causing him not to talk to his father for almost two weeks

Gray kept a picture of his mother in a cross shaped locket that he wore at all times, holding it close to his heart whenever he felt stressed about anything

Gray became a celestial Spirit Mage so that he could honour his mother’s memory and use the keys that she passed on down from her to him

The day that he met Juvia and joined fairy tail was one of the happiest days of his life, he didn’t even mind the fact that the guild was so rowdy but that didn’t matter to him, all that mattered was that he was starting to make his way into the world

Gray strips not because that’s how he was taught to do when fighting, no he strips because even though he no longer has to wear the itchy uncomfortable suits that his father forced him to wear, and even now when he’s in Fairytail he sometimes gets uncomfortable and just strips wherever whenever, much to his own embarrassment and some others delight

The moment he joined Fairytail he insistently hit it off with everyone, especially with Jellal and Mira, he instantly hit it off really well with Jellal due to the fact about their shared interest in reading and writing, and he became good friends with Mira because, well he doesn’t really knew how they hit it off, maybe it was just because she somehow knew everything about him in a matter of a few days

When he got kidnapped by phantom lord and saved by Juvia, he had never felt more embarrassed in his life, not because he got saved by a girl, no it was an honour to be saved by the great ‘siren’ of fairy tail, no what was embarrassing was the fact that how easily defenseless he felt without his keys, muscles or no muscles he just didn’t know what to do in the moment since he had gotten so use to his keys which was his downfall when he got kidnapped by Natsu and when Erza was beating him up, so after that incident he took it upon himself to get stronger physically and mentally

When he saw how defestated Juvia was about how Aquarius’s key hadn’t been seen in four hundred years, he had made it his life goal to help her find her lost mother figure because that’s what you do with your friends, you make sure that they’re safe and happy and loved, that’s what friends do, right?

Gray became very close with his spirit Loke after he helped him deal with everything with the spirit king, well atleast Gray though that him and Loke had a close bond until during a battle instead of protecting Gray, Loke went over to protect Lucy cause “Fuck you Gray, I gotta save Ms Lucy” and that’s when Gray knew what betrayal felt like

Lucy

Lucy had been living a very pleasant life with her parents until the day that Deliora attacked her village, killing everyone but her, everyone died including her parents and Lucy didn’t know what would have happened if Grammi hadn’t come along with her student Meredy and invited her to come study ice make magic with her

Lucy enjoyed every moment she spent with Grammi and Meredy, she had created a motherly bond with Grammi and a sisterly bond with Meredy, who seemed very interesed in everything to do with ice make magic including the very dangerous aspects of it which Grammi had warned both the girls not to try unless they were in a very dire situation and even then they had to think about all of their options

Lucy remembers the day that she lost everything like the back of her hand, she had gone off to fight Deliora by herself which caused Grammi to have to save her using ice shell which even though it trapped Deliora away, she had also lost her life in the process of that happening. When Meredy had found out what had happened she shouted at Lucy and then left, not seeing her for years

When Lucy had managed to get herself to fairy tail she had grown a bond with Juvia almost instantly and although the two would argue almost every day, they had still shared a special sisterly bond

When she had seen Meredy again the first emotion she felt was relief knowing that she was alive but also anger at the fact that she was trying to free Deliora even though their master had died sealing the creature away, of course Lucy, Gray, Juvia and Gajeel had defeated Meredy and her comrades, It had brought a lot of emotions that she had locked away back to the surface but even though she was embarrassed that Gray had seen her cry, she was also relieved that her emotions were starting to come back out but also scared at this fact at the same time

Lucy and Gray had bonded over the fact that both of them accidentally strip at the most random of times due to the way that they were brought up and they would usually talk about the most embarrassing times that it had happened

After Lucy saved that Natsu guy from his heat wave or whatever he called it, she kept getting the feeling that that wasn’t going to be the last time that she’d see him

Wendy

Wendy loved her family more than anything and the day that she lost them, especially her older sister, she studied long and hard at Mildian Magic Academy researching the connections between life and death hoping that she can discover something that will help her revive her sister

After she was cursed by Ankhseram, she wanted more than anything to die so that she could pay for her sins which in turn caused her to start creating the etherious which then again in turn led her to try and revive Juvia which led her to reviving Juvia and creating E.J.D but she couldn’t revive her into her original age and instead had to make her younger than Wendy

After she and met Aquarius who, even though she wasn’t a dragon like Wendy was initially thinking, she had ultimately decided to let Aquarius raise Juvia until she would be sent to the future, Aquarius then intrusted Wendy with her key asking her to give it to Juvia when the time was right

Wendy and Acnologia has hatched a plan together along with Aquarius and the dragons to send the kinds into the future to fight the stellar mage Anna

When Wendy has bumped into Chelia, she was very worried at first because of her curse and what it could do to her but after spending a lot of time with the young girl she started to feel much happier with her, when she had found out that Chelia also had the curse, she was very happy at the fact that they could now walk alongside eachother but when she had kissed her and her life energy had all gone, that was the day that Wendy knew that she was be officially alone in this world

Throughout the years the rumours of The Dark Wizard Wendy spread throughout all of earth land and of course many of these rumours were just that, rumours made to strike fear in children so that they don’t mess around in something that they don’t understand

She keeps a picture of herself and Juvia in a locket that she wears all of the time, the picture is of a young Juvia holding baby Wendy in her arms while little Wendy is just playing with her hair and if anyone had seen that picture now they wouldn’t instantly say oh that a dark wizard and a demon, they’d see that they were two little kids who have their whole lives ahead of them but instead one of them had their life taken from them too soon while they other no longer had a life, all they did was exist in a world that didn’t want her nor her it

Zeref

I guess in this au he’s younger, I don’t know I can’t really decide

Zeref loved Grandeeny like she was his actual mother and losing her was the hardest thing that he had ever had to do but thankfully Cait Shelter had took him in instantly, and here is where he found an egg that unknowingly to him, contained his best friend and older sister type figure, Carla, Zeref and Carla had a very special bond, She had helped him during some very tuff times and although she was stern, she was also very sweet with him when she wants to be

Helping the other guilds to try and defeat Nirvana was very nerve racking for him as he didn’t know if he would be if much use to the others but he was very important, especially since he was the one who helped revive Levy, who to him was very important since she had been his protecter before Cait shelter so seeing her again made him feel very sad but also happy to know that she was alive

Finding out that Cait shelter wasn’t real and losing his master was probably to that day the safest day of his life along with losing Grandeeny because that was family and to find out that they weren’t real sad heartbreaking for him to say the least but thankfully he had Fairy tail to lean back on and he loved it there with everyone else, especially with Gajeel since he had been very nice to him when he had lost his guild

During the GMG, when he had met Mavis for the first time he instantly strayed to develop feelings for her because she was so nice and strong and amazing and of course he didn’t understand what he was feeling because he’d never liked someone in that way before so he asked Gajeel for advice since he was the closest thing he had to a brother and of course he has no idea about this sort of thing either so the two of them just sat in Gajeels room together waiting for Gray to come back so he could explain to Zeref about what he was feeling which was awkward to sag the least

Zeref had grown a very close bond to Lisanna for some reason, maybe it was because she could talk to him since she’d frequently go down to the orphanage to talk to the orphans that lived there so she understood what a kid his age would like and how they’d be feeling so the two of them would often be seen talking to eachother in the guild hall whoever they have free time or if Zeref is feeling a bit gloomy

So that’s a lot already so there’s definitely going to be a part two were I’ll talk about the next four or six characters but maybe if there’s a specific two characters you want me to talk about I will in the next post of if there’s any other character that I haven’t mentioned op there than you can just send me a message though my inbox! I hope you enjoyed and thank you so so much to @cobblepottantrum for helping me come up with like all of this! You’re a true start ;)

I hope you all liked it and be prepared for more ;);)

(I was writing the Wendy part and then i rembered that @xbrokenxdollsx has like a whole etherious Juvia au that I LOVE so obviously I had to go and reread all of her work because she’s a QUENN)

#fairy tail #gruvia #nalu #jerza #gajevy #chelia x wendy #zervis #natsu dragneel #juvia lockser #gajeel redfox #erza scarlet #gray fullbuster #lucy heartfillia #wendy marvell #zeref dragneel #ft swapped lives au

[shazyloren]

Little Lyanna

Summary:  Jon is out of his mind with worry, trying to busy himself as his wife labours their baby into the world... They've been trying so long, and they had once thought it would not happen.

Notes: As you know, I am taking part in a challenge on tumblr by user 'JonerysFic' and 'MhysaOfDragons' in which for seven days from Valentines day I am uploading a new one shot. The prompts have been provided and the stories have all been written and I gotta say you're in for a lot of Jonerys content. So Day 7, the last day, 20th February, which is when I'm uploading this, the prompt I chose was 'Free Choice'. So I got thinking and decided to expand on my glorious reign series and give you the birth of their first child, Lyanna.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17864576

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Jon was going crazy.

Waiting for the arrival of his and Dany’s child had left him drinking with Tyrion in the hands quarter as a promise to Dany that he’d stay away while she laboured their baby. All of the dogs in King’s Landing were howling, due to the storm that had captured the city and by extension scared the inhabitants into staying inside. Lighting and rain, flashing and fierce. There had been four storms since he and Dany assumed the throne five years ago, but this had by far been the worse. Ironic that their child would also be known as Stormborn like it’s mother, but that also left deep rooted fear within Jon himself.

He wondered if she would survive, after all both of their mother’s had perished when giving birth to them, although Sam was dealing with her, the only person he trusted. But there was still this nagging feeling of fear within him that meant he was on edge and pacing the hands chambers all the while it was going on. He could stand on the Balcony and see their chambers from it, but he wouldn’t know what was happening.

They’d lost a babe already, after the first time they’d made love on the boat from dragonstone to White Harbour, Dany’s bleeding had not arrived. They didn’t count their chickens before they hatched, both of them knowing what happened to her last babe, but when her belly had began to swell with life they were joyous. Jon requested they not tell anyone, as only Missandei, Sam and themselves knew at that moment. But about ten weeks after the conception, Dany bled hard and the babe was lost.

She’d cried for weeks in private with him, they’d shared his chambers and it had been heart-wrenching to see her suffer. She put on a smile for the lords of Winterfell, and when they’d caught her crying she’d always played it off as the lose of her Dragon, which in a sense was also her child. So when her belly had become swollen once again six months ago, they’d been very joyous yet extremely cautious. Jon had not let her do anything, she was to relax for the first few months, must to her annoyance.

And now, she was in labour, a month early.

To make matters worse, Lord Baratheon and Lady Stark (Jon’s sister) had sprung upon them a surprise visit, which meant they too were in the hands chambers, drinking with him as the entertainment Tyrion had quickly thrown together for the visiting family got cut short. Daenerys was in the middle of giving a speech when she’d gushed on the floor and began to feel light headed.

She was early, and this was all the more reason Jon was worried. The chances of both of them surviving was very small, but he’d hoped that she had, they both had. If she was to go… Jon couldn’t even bare to think about it, he loved her so hopelessly that the even consideration that Daenerys Targaryen, his wife, his queen, would never see him again, would never look at him with those eyes, was completely consuming him

“Stop pacing, you idiot” Arya grumbled, fiddling with a knife, twisting it between her fingers. The Valyrian blade that Bran had bestowed upon her all those years ago, before he’s met his end… Jon shook his head and did as he was told. He may be the king, but when Ayra said to do something, he listened without question.

“It’s natural to be fearful, Your Grace” Tyrion countered, pouring red wine into his goblet and almost downing it instantly. “But I can assure you she’s in very good hands”

Jon knew she was, Sam had delivered several babies now including that of his sister, Sansa’s two children with her husband up in the north. He may be Lord of Horn Hill, but he also was their maester, and Jon trusted him more than anyone else besides Daenerys.

“Perhaps we can do something to take your mind off of everything, Your Grace?” Gendry offered. Nothing would take Jon’s mind off of it, he knew as such, but he took the bate and sat down at the table with the other three. “Are there any pressing issues that need resolving in the city?”

“We’ve been dealing with a speight of theft in flea bottom” Jon shrugs, reminding himself that flea bottom needs to be renamed as it wasn’t the hive of poverty it had once been in the era of the Lannisters rule. Jon and Dany had more than enough comforts here in the Red Keep that he’d make monthly donations of food and clothes that were worn by servants down to them and handed them out personally.

“Okay, let’s focus on that then”

It worked for maybe twenty minutes, until Jon swore he heard screaming all the way across the Red Keep. He knows he didn’t, it was more than likely his mind playing tricks on him, but still, it was enough to stop him from wanting to commit to the City’s issues and think about her instead.

He didn’t pray to the old gods, after all he’s seen in the world he doubted any god’s existence anymore, but he did pray to Sam’s ability that he’d keep her alive, both of them. He should’ve ignored Dany, stayed with her until the end, but it had been hours and she’d begged him to go until it was done. He wouldn’t if it was a case of not wanting to seem weak, or not wanting to see the birth, or perhaps if she did pass, she didn’t want him to see it in front of his eyes.

Whatever her reasons, it was a decision that was driving him crazy and fearful and almost alone.

“Sansa has birthed two children, both of which were successfully delivered by Sam, stop having a crisis you’ll look like you’re supposed to be celebrating your fiftieth name day” Arya was growing impatient and Jon did not blame her in the slightest, but had they known about the baby they lost, then perhaps she’d know why he was frightened for his Queen.

Sansa knew now, shortly after the war and her engagement and subsequent wedding to Gawen of House Glover, she’d come to Jon about bleeding heavily and unsure of anyone to turn too. She’d suffered a miscarriage and it had affected her mentally. Jon had offered comfort and told her the story of her and Dany losing one and from that moment, Sansa had dealt with the issue better.

“I’m her husband, she’s my Queen, let me worry” Jon sighs, thinking back to the times in which his worries were the living dead killing all of men-kind.

So much had changed and so much was still to change now that he and Daenerys were to become parents. The capital had been so happy at the news of their King and Queen welcoming a child soon, and thankfully, the other lords in the kingdom had too. Jon had struggled with it on some occasions. A child was something Jon had always wanted but never envisioned he would have when he was serving on the wall, but something that had come true and very shortly, he’d have to be a father.

Would he be a good one?

“Your Grace” Jon hears behind him and so he turns to note several guardsmen and Sam, the Maester and man he trusted amongst everyone else. He was covered in blood, as was to be expected after delivering a baby, but his appearance still filled him with dread.

“Is everything alright?” Tyrion is the first one to speak.

“Mother and babe are both alright” Sam nods and Jon almost wants to fall to his knees. The relief that over spills in his body is almost too much to handle. He doesn’t know whether to sit down, to run to Dany’s side, to kiss Sam even. “The Queen has lost a lot of blood however, so she needs to rest up for a few weeks, eat plenty and drink lots of water to get her up and running again” Sam takes a small pause. “It’s a girl”

Arya squeals piercingly into the air and yet Jon isn’t affected by it, he’s just shocked, his entire system falling apart as he imagines a small girl in his arms. A girl, a little daughter to call my own, our beautiful miracle, our beloved angel . Jon needs to see them both, he need to hold her in her arms and look at the beautiful life he and Dany created together.

“Can I seem them?” Jon ask, knowing that even if Sam said know he’d still go anyways. Sam just nods and that’s all Jon needs to start a quick pace towards his own bedchambers.

The halls are quiet when he leaves Tyrion’s chambers, only guardsmen with smiles on their faces as Jon feels glee and anticipation build in his chest. He follows the way to his chambers that he was so familiar with at this point, seeing servants cleaning and clearing stuff away, seeing cats up on the balcony, seeing the steps to their space. She was there, his little princess was waiting for him, and his queen too.

When he reached the door to his chambers, he was greeted by Missandei who was holding sheets covered in blood, she was smiling brightly when her eyes connected with Dany’s. Clearly happy both the Queen and the girl were okay. She gleefully grins before heading off in the direction Jon came from, leaving him to open the door.

The sound he was greeted with was like music to his eyes, a soft gurgling and a sweet song that melted away every fear in his body. He did not know the song, he thinks perhaps she made it up, but her voice is tunely and melodic and the happiness that was radiating from it was enough to send Jon wild. He sees them then, Dany, sat up in the bed with a small clothed babe in her arms. Jon, in an instant, is at her side.

“Stars above” Jon whispers as Dany kisses him on the cheek. “She’s absolutely perfect”

As he looked at her, he notices she has been born with a thick head full of hair, black hair like his own and a little bit all over the place. Her eyes however, magnificently violet and delightfully wild. Jon knows the babe can’t see them both yet, but she was content just being in her mother’s arm.

“I’m glad you’re here” Dany sighed, Jon knew she was tired. “She needs to hear her Father speak to her”

She passed him over and for what felt like hours, Jon just held her in his arms and looked at her. She was the most perfect creation that has ever been because of him. He loved her with every drop of blood in his veins, every breath in his lungs and ever word in his mouth. He whispered to her, promised her that he would protect her until his last breath, love her until he could not any longer and he even shed tears. He was sensitive in the moment but he did not care.

She was a dream.

“I want to call her Lyanna” He says out of nowhere, not having heard anything Dany had said, just cut off from it all as he stared at the perfect babe in his arms. “I think my mother deserves that” He stated. After everything his own mother went through, everything she and his real father gave up for him, and after wanting to know about her and finally finding out the truth, Jon felt sure that was the little babe in his arms name. “If that’s okay with you”

“Little Lyanna Targaryen” She sighs, sleep wanting to take his wife over. She was now laying down, hoping to get a moment of sleep. Jon did not mind, it meant he got to hold his babe for longer. Little Lyanna Targaryen, it was. “I like it, then if we have another one, we’ll call him Robb”

If we have another one, we’ll call him Robb.

Jon liked the idea, but they had everything they needed for now. Him, his queen and their beautiful Princess Lyanna. A life Jon never envisioned, but one he was grateful of nonetheless.

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A Call to the Light - Chapter 3 (Kylo RenxOC)

Warnings: Language, Flashbacks, Nightmares, Feels, Angst, Arguing, Rough handling, Kylo’s a dick

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Chapter 3

Cora’s P.O.V

Ben’s voice woke me from my sleep with a start. If it had been his normal voice then I would have woken up normally but talking to me through my mind was like ten times more personal. Cora are you awake? I am now nerf herder. Sorry. Its ok, can’t sleep? No. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. The other padawans were asleep. I carefully removed the sheet that covered me and got to my feet, the sound of my bare feet on cold stone tiles. I shivered a little, due to it being winter which made the tiles even colder.

Ben got out of his own sheets and we left our bedroom. Padawans only had a few sheets and a single pillow to sleep with. It didn’t bother me as much as it bothered some of the others. There had been worse things to happen in the night. Like the time Master Luke had gotten us all out bed pretending there was an attack when actually it was just another lesson. A few candles were lit here and there throughout the temple so we could see where we were going. We found the balcony, closing the door behind us.

I rested my elbows on the balcony rail, my chin resting between my hands as I scanned the landscape. The planet was truly beautiful at night. The sky even more so. A blank canvas with stars scattered here and there. A lot of the time when neither of us could sleep we would come out here and star gaze. Ben pointed to a star off in the distance, which was larger than the others. That’s when something cold hit my nose. Snow. And it was falling fast and heavy too.

It didn’t take long for the balcony rail to be covered in a thick layer of snow. I shivered, wrapping my arms around myself in an attempt to get warmer. Ben told me to wait where I was and left the balcony. He returned a few moments later with my shoes and our bedsheets. We sat down, wrapping the sheets around ourselves and continuing to watch the snow fall. “Good thing we get the day off tomorrow if the snow isn’t gone by morning,” I spoke. “Snowball fight?” “Definitely.” I dipped my finger in the snow, drawing a circle before grabbing a handful and dumping it on Ben’s lap. “What was that for?” He said, wiping the snow away before it had time to melt. “You dump grass on me all the time.”

Ben got to his feet, gathering a handful of snow and throwing it at me. I dodged just in time, getting up. He hand another snowball ready. I put one of my hands behind my back using the force to make my own. We threw and dodged at the same time before rushing to gather more snow. Good thing we had tomorrow off, Master Luke made sure we had two days off a week so we all had chance to be children. At least that’s what he said. We could spend the days however we wished, we could either continue our studies or hang out with the other Padawans. I knew the old ways didn’t offer the chance of a childhood, it was Jedi training day in and day out.

I awoke and rubbed my eyes before getting out of bed and taking a shower. I wrapped the towel around myself and opened the wardrobe in my room. Hmmm First Order uniform or a bunch of conveniently placed dresses? I think I’ll stick with my Jedi robes. Thankfully I had washed them last night in the sink so they wouldn’t smell bad. I tied my wet black hair up in a simple bun and pressed my ear to the door. Ben was talking to my guard. I remember her name to be Chaise I think. Their footsteps began to get quieter and quieter. I opened the door and peered down the hallway. Empty.

I closed my door behind me and walked quickly to Ben’s room, closing the door once I was safely inside. The first thing I spotted was the partially destroyed Darth Vader helmet, making me take step back. I collided with the door. Of course Vader was dead but that mask was still enough to fill someone with dread when you thought of all the monstrous things he did. I got myself together, searching for my saber. Ben had simply left my saber on a corner table. It didn’t even get a stand. Rude. I took it and attached it to my belt where it belonged.

It made me feel better just to feel its weight on my hip. I went over to the data pad in his room, hoping it would give me the information I needed. I wanted the layout of the ship and possible First Order plans. I found the layout of the ship first, my finger tracing a path to the filing room. That’s where the plans should be kept. Sure they could be on a computer but at the risk of a data breach it was better to have it on paper. How often did they get a rebel on board? Just me. I left the room and followed the route I had memorized.

Of course any signs of bucket heads I would hide in the nearest supply closet. I finally reached the filing room, which was empty. Thank the maker. Ok let’s try P for plans or was that too obvious? I searched through the files, putting a few files on the floor that looked interesting. Phasma’s armour had its own file? I suppose it could do with reading. One file caught my eye and I began flipping through it, finding various blueprints of the planet. One of its primary weapons drew power from the sun, which in turn could destroy the sun itself. This weapon was used to destroy complete planets.

I heard the door open and shoved the file back in its home quickly. I ducked amongst the cabinets hearing heavy footsteps coming my way. That’s when I felt the force grab me and pin me to a wall. I couldn’t see his expression but it was obvious he was more than angry. “Is this the real reason you wanted to come aboard? To find out what the First Order had planned? Get information on our weapons, see what they do? I’ll show you,” he snarled. He took my saber before I had chance to defend myself. His fingers were then in my hair, dragging me out of the room. I winced at the burning pain in my scalp and attempted to struggle. “Don’t. You’ll make things worse for yourself,” he threatened.

I let him drag me down the halls by my hair and into the hangar of the base. The biggest ship I had ever seen was sat in the hangar waiting. A navy vessel. He forced me aboard and to the bridge where there was a large viewpoint. The ship was ready for take-off. As if it had been waiting for us to board. Eventually the landscape before me was replaced with the stars and a planet. Lothal. I knew what was going to happen but nothing could prepare me for the planet's destruction, the planet that had been my home for five years. He let go of my hair and I fell to my knees helpless. I watched as a giant beam of light shot out from Starkiller Base, aimed for Lothal. The beam hit it, the planet exploding almost instantly.

I let out a small cry, tears rolling down my cheeks. I had every right to be scared now. This was not the friend I once knew. He was gone, he had been replaced by a monster. I shifted away from him. He had now destroyed two of my homes. Why had I been stupid enough to think I could get him to come home? I was just an orphan again. No home, no family. Like it had always been, like it was meant to be. He grabbed me by my arm to pull me to my feet but I shoved him away, glaring at him. “Don’t touch me,” I hissed. I stood up, wiping away my tears and following him out of the room. He led me to another empty bedroom. I slammed the door in his face and curled up on the bed, sobbing into the pillow.

I should never have come here. I should have forgotten about him and moved on with my life. I would have actually had a life. I should give up on him now, forget all about this mission and escape. Make an actual life for myself somewhere far away from all this mess. Maybe even abandon the Jedi way, it had done no good for me so far. And there was nothing left of us anyway. I eventually ran out of tears to shed and decided to meditate before finalizing any decisions in my head. It was just my emotions talking, there is no emotion, there is only the force.

I managed to meditate without interruption for once, I had no idea how much time had passed but I felt calmer. My head was clearer and I wasn’t jumping to stupid conclusions. I cannot give up at the first sign of trouble, only cowards do that. However that act was unforgivable. I was in deep that was for sure but I would not give up. I had to remain strong. I had to bring Leia’s son home, I had promised her I would. I got to my feet and opened the door of my room, finding Chaise leant against the wall outside. Her eyes met mine, a hint of sympathy in them.

I closed the door and leant against the wall opposite her. I could sense her nervousness. I don’t see why she would be nervous around me? It’s not like I was a killer. I was the prisoner in this situation, the weaker one. “Why are you nervous?” I asked. “You could use the famous Jedi mind trick on me at any time.” “Do you consider yourself weak minded?” “Not particularly.” “Then you have nothing to worry about.”

I noticed a hint of a smile as she relaxed. For once a guard that didn’t insist on insults every five minutes. Perhaps we could get along. I noticed her different coloured eyes and frowned. Odd for a human…unless I was being completely ignorant. Which was most likely. Maybe it was a birth thing, some of her cells as a fetus didn’t quite mutate right, I mean that’s how some humans end up with six fingers. So it could be the same with eye colours. It would probably be insensitive to ask as well, could then cause her to become the annoying guard that insults me every five minutes.

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I found myself on my back, pinned down by the force. I couldn’t move any part of my body. I had no idea where I was but the cold metal was beginning to dig into my back. It was the same dream I had each and every night. I began to panic not wanting to go through it yet again. I tried anything to move. It was my dream, I should be able to control what happened in it. I heard his footsteps approaching, the sound of his saber crackling and humming. I jumped at the sound, closing my eyes. I told myself it was just a dream over and over as if it would offer some sort of comfort. Ben stood over me, saber in hand. Behind him stood the Knights of Ren. I attempted to break free of his control once more, I needed to be stronger. But even if I broke free of his control what would I do? Run? They would only find me and kill me. Ben raised the saber above his head before bringing it down across my neck for the killing blow.

I awoke screaming, which slowly turned to loud sobs. Nobody came in my room to offer comfort, not that I would want it from these monsters. I hugged my knees to my chest, sobbing until the tears finally stopped. I got to my feet, shaking. I had every right to be afraid now. He’d blown up a planet, who knew what he was going to do to me. I showered and changed into the same clothes as yesterday, once again cleaned in the sink the night before. I had passed on old school Jedi fear trail, I could do this. I made my bed and then sat on the floor, meditating. Depending on the force some Jedi had force visions. I was hoping for one now, it may help guide me. Unfortunately no such luck.

My door opened and Ben stood in the doorway, my saber on his belt as well as his own. I ignored him and went back to meditating. I heard him step further into the room and he crouched in front of me. “You can’t ignore me forever. It could make your stay rather boring,” he said. I have every right to ignore you after your actions. I heard him sigh as if I were a child being difficult. “I know about the dream you had,” he said in a softer tone. This got my attention. It meant he had been in my damn head. I opened my eyes, giving him my attention. I encouraged him to continue. “That’s not going to happen. I can assure you-“ “Right now I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth.”

He sighed once more. I felt like punching him but I’m pretty that damn helmet would break my fist. I was done playing prisoner. He needed to know all the bullshit he had put me and his family through. “I have every right not to believe your lies. You dragged me onto a ship and showed me the destruction of a planet I called home. If you recall I’ve never known my real home, I’ve never known my real parents. But you. You had everything. You had a home, parents and a family that loved you, would do anything for you. You knew who you were, where you came from. You destroyed both of my homes, what I considered to be family. I’ll be damned if I’m going to let you do it again. Not once have I been tempted by the dark side. I guess that says which one of us is the stronger one.”

I could sense his rage and I prepared myself for a slap or punch. I guess he wasn’t used to people putting him in his place, people telling him what a brat he was being. “That’s what you really think?” He asked. “It’s what I know.” “I see. In that case the plans I had today for you have changed. You can remain here and meditate if you really think it will help.” I glared at him as he left, taking a deep breath to calm myself. I closed my eyes once more, smiling to myself. That felt good to get that off my chest after so long. That’s when I heard shouting and the sound of a lightsaber destroying something electrical.

I decided not to investigate. Let him have a tantrum, it only further proved my point. Children that couldn’t get what they wanted threw tantrums. He would be back later, to try his luck again. And maybe, depending on my mood I would be a little nicer to him. I doubted it though. Although I was curious on what he had planned for me today, perhaps it involved some sort of sparring as he had my saber on his belt. Or maybe he was being a little smarter after yesterday’s incident. Either way I felt much better now. Maybe it would teach him a lesson.

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*Angst* Hoseok: So Maybe I’m Not Okay

TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of suicide, depression, and panic attacks

A/N: I am always here if you ever need me. My inbox is always open so if you are struggling or just need someone to talk to please don’t hesitate to talk to me

    You're not really sure what you were arguing about. Ten minutes ago Wonho came home from practice and now you both are yelling at each other. You have depression and it has gotten rather bad in the past few days for no apparent reason. While you were yelling your voice  becomes wobbly and your eyes start to tear up. You turn around to storm out before he notices you're about to cry. You've stormed out before and he always lets you go because you both know, you would come back calm and rational and you guys could work out whatever was wrong. He must have noticed your wobbly voice because when you started to make your way to the front door he grabbed your wrist and said

"Wait, what's wrong? Please don't leave this time," his tone suddenly becoming soft and worried. Your wobbly voice being completely new to him must have startled him. Your voice when arguing is usually strong, clear, and sharp.

    Unable to look at him, your tears started to fall. You yanked your arm from his grip and left. You drove to a spot by the river. You always drove here when you were in a bad place mentally, it always calmed you down.

    Wonho knows of some spots you go to when you're angry but he has no idea about this one. He calls and texts you endlessly trying to get you to come back. You eventually turn off your phone and sit down on a bench near the bank, trying to stop crying. He gives up on trying to call you and instead calls the rest of Monsta X for help and soon all seven of them are all around the city looking for you.

    An hour has came and gone and it's now midnight and there is no sign of you. Wonho has not stopped crying and being hysterical the whole time he was looking for you. He finally calls your best friend, Bang Chan, for help.

"Chan! Are you awake? I need your help!" he yelled into the phone.

"Wonho? Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I can't find Y/N! We were having an argument and they were about to cry and they stormed out. I tried to get them to stop but I couldn't and now I can't find them anywhere!"

"Okay Wonho, calm down. I think I might know where they are. Go home and I'll take them home."

"Okay. Please make sure they are safe, I'm really worried."

"I will. Bye."

    Chan hung up and immediately drove to your special spot by the river. Chan and you were very close and he knew about your mental health problems and was always there to help you when you needed it. He knew you didn't want Wonho to know just yet mainly because you were scared but he respected that.

"Y/N?" Chan said quietly as he sat down next to you and put an arm around your shoulders. You didn't reply and just laid your head on his shoulder.

"Do you feel a little better now that you've gotten some space?" He asked calmly.

"Yeah," You weakly replied. All out of tears to shed.

"Are you okay to drive back?" he asked rubbing his hand up and down your arm.

"Yeah, I think so,"

"Then lets get you home. I'll follow behind you and walk you to your door. Wonho has been really worried about you."

    You both stood up. Chan pulled you into a reassuring and comforting hug and kissed the top of your head. You both walked silently back to your separate cars and drove back home. When you and Chan got to your front door he hugged you tightly one last time.

"Talk to me later okay?" he asked with a little concern in his voice.

"I will," you replied and went inside.

    Wonho immediately jumped up from the couch and pulled you into a tight hug.

"I was so worried Y/N! You were gone for over an hour and wouldn't answer my calls. I had the guys looking everywhere for you! I am so sorry! I never want you to leave like that again. Please forgive me," Wonho said almost yelling into your ear.

"It's not your fault Wonho, you don't need to apologize. I'm really sorry for making you so upset. I didn't mean to hurt you this much." He was crying and still holding on to you tightly, like he was afraid to lose you again.

"Hurt me?" He sniffled, slightly confused by your word choice.

"Mhm, I'm really tired. Can we just go to bed and cuddle?" you mumbled into his chest.

"Of course," he said and led you towards your shared bedroom. When you guys got changed and layed down. He was the big spoon and was holding you close to his chest. You were uncomfortable and were moving around a little. You felt like since you hurt him so much you should hold him and thought that it would make you both feel better. He sensed your discomfort and asks,

"Would it be better if you hold me?"

"Yes," you quietly replied. You then turn on to your back, he lays his head on your chest and both of you have your arms wrapped around each other. He falls asleep almost instantly. You lightly kiss his forehead and whisper,

"I'm sorry again for hurting you. I love you more than you could ever imagine," you rested your head on top of his and fell asleep.

    You wake up the next morning before Wonho. You carefully slide out from underneath him and grab your journal and walk to the kitchen. In there you start to write about last night and how awful you were feeling these past few days, even though you write in it everyday. When you turn to a new page you start to write yet another apology to Wonho but this is one he'll never see or hear. Suddenly the phone downstairs starts to ring so you leave your journal open on the counter and go answer it.

    Wonho wakes up when he hears the phone ring and gets up to answer it but when he hears you answer it he goes to the kitchen to make some breakfast. He sees his name written on the open page and looks at it. There isn't much on the page and since you left it there with his name on it he thought you wrote him a note so he began to read through the last few pages. He reads about the fight last night and as he goes deeper he reads that about your depression and how hard it has been the past few days. He is in tears again as he reads all the horrible things you think of yourself and how awful you have been feeling. He hasn't been around as much due to his busy schedule so he never really noticed anything was wrong.

    You come back upstairs and see him hoking your notebook in his hands and crying. You gasp and freeze in place. He hears you and drops the notebook and practically runs towards you and hugs you tightly and start crying harder. He tells you how much and what exactly he read and you are astonished, embarrassed, and ashamed. You never intended for him to find out this way. You pull yourself out of his grasp and try to go to the door so you can hide again but he catches up to you and puts a hand on the door.

"Please, don't leave. Don't shut me out," he says very weakly, his voice barely above a whisper. You start to think that since he found out the way the least you could do was answer his questions. You both sit at the kitchen table and Wonho starts asking all the questions he has. He asks all the questions you expected like when it started, why you didn't tell him but soon he came to two questions that you dreaded. He put his head down, afraid to look at you and asked,

"You're not going to, to  ki-kill yourself, are you?" trying his best not to stutter on every word or break out into more tears. Now you were on the verge of tears.

"Oh baby, no. I could never leave you. No I wouldn't do that to you," you said as you sat in his lap and cupped his cheeks. "I love you too much. I could never do that to you," you were actually being honest. You never had any intent to kill yourself as long as he was by your side. You wiped a tear that fell from his eye with your thumb and kissed his lips softly, letting a tear of your own fall. Throughout the entire discussion you couldn't look at him for more than five seconds and wouldn't let him touch you, afraid that you would start crying. After your kiss you let him hold on tightly to you. He lays his head on your chest and tries to focus on your heartbeat as he processes this information. After a few minutes of silence he asks,

"Is there anything else I should know, my love?" You sigh and say,

"Yes, I also have anxiety. It's not nearly as bad and it's mainly social."

"Oh, well, what can I do to help with all this?"

"Well, for my depression, there isn't much you can do. Just be there for me. Hold me and tell me you're there and you love me. For my anxiety, if I have a panic attack, remind me of my senses grounding method, hold my hand , and remind me to breathe. Don't hold me when I'm like this because it already feels like I'm drowning and can't move. Please don't expect me to be completely open about all of this right away either. It's really hard for me to open up about this stuff so I'm just going to need time. Just please be patient with me,"

"Okay. Last question, I promise. Is there anything I do that makes any of this worse?" he asked seemingly scared to know the answer.

"Not really. The only things you do is worry me when you say 'can I ask you something' because I don't know what you're referring too and my mind goes to darker places and when you poke or pinch my sides. I'm okay with you holding my sides and rubbing my sides but when you pinch or poke them it makes me really self-conscious."

"Oh, okay. I'll stop that immediately. I love you."

"I love you too."

    You both kissed again and leaned your foreheads together after. Both of you started giggling awkwardly. You suddenly get quiet and say,

"I'm sorry for putting all this on you," pulling away and looking back down at the ground.

"Don't be. I'm here to love and support you. That is exactly what I'm going to do." You both smiled softly at each other then Wonho sighed and said,

"Well, I don't know about you but I'm hungry and it's past lunch time. Why don't we go get cleaned up and go get some ramen," you giggled and replied,

"Sounds great."

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Rhetorical Ink Reviews: Night of the Living Dead

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I know, I know -- I’m a hack fraud. Having never fully seen Night of the Living Dead. I’ve watched a lot of documentaries about George Romero, but not seen all of his movies the entire way through. So, with it almost being October, why not doing a marathon of the Living Dead movies? Here are:

My Top Ten Thoughts on Night of the Living Dead:

10. The black and white style is genius in a lot of ways -- it’s timeless in terms of look, but the graininess also masks any less than perfect cinematography. Romero clearly is utilizing what he has at his disposal well.

9. We instantly get the iconic “They’re coming to get you, Barbara” line within the first 10 minutes, and it’s so darn creepy, I seriously question why Barbara would even be around Johnny to begin with. I guess it’s because he’s her brother. It’s a good thing he’s disposed of pretty much right off the bat.

8. These zombies are legitimately scary -- the move slow, but not only continuously follow Barbara, they also are smart enough to try and smash things! THAT instantly makes them scarier.

7. You can definitely relate to Barbara as a character -- she’s a good person, but has no clue about the situation and reacts accordingly -- and MAN, that jump scare of the half-eaten face gets you the first time you see it!

In fact, pretty much all the scares at the house she stumbles across come from her reacting to her surroundings -- exactly as someone who is experiencing this film and its circumstances would.

6. Okay, so the character Ben is clearly the most reasonable and I want him on my zombie apocalypse team. Also, the use of Ben breaking apart and re-enforcing the house as he tells his back story is genius!

I liked Barbara up until her mental breakdown -- while Ben knocking her out may seem controversial, I really understand why he did it. So she didn’t run out there and kill herself. Seriously, I’m only 30 minutes in, but Ben can get it in this film.

5. I think it’s fascinating that the living dead are never called “zombies.” They are referred to as monsters, assassins, and people who are “murder-happy.” I do love the use of a radio as a deliverer of exposition, too -- Romero, again, showing off his craft.

4. Of course, there have to be more people show up, to make matters worse, also -- Mr. Cooper is just the worst. Seriously, why would you lock yourself in a pit? Poor Ben, he’s  like:

3. I really liked Barbara in the beginning 10-15 minutes, but MAN, does she become a wet blanket for the rest of the film. I get that she’s sort of a vessel representing us, but she just becomes an emotionless sack for the rest of the movie -- when she meets Helen Cooper, though, and she reacts to the lit match, though, it almost makes you wonder if she’s succumbed to the “living dead” disease as well. 

2. The simply task of getting gasoline for their truck becomes the most tense thing in this movie -- and the lead in to the climax.

Seriously, all hell breaks loose once Ben and the Judy’s boyfriend decide to head to the shed to get some gas for the truck so they can escape the house.

The truck getting to the pump, only to catch on fire, by terrible circumstance, was so heartbreaking -- to be amped up by Mr. Cooper’s cowardice (and that face Ben gives him when he’s confronted) -- to the revelation (though it’s clear from earlier in the film) that The Cooper’s daughter is going to re-animate -- to the grisly murder of Ms. Cooper. That scene was so visceral and creepy! 

1. And, as it turns out, the ending is NOT happy. At all.

Barbara re-unites with her brother, Johnny, only to be literally drug into a pile of zombies...the fact that we aren’t shown anything is probably creepier than if we had been.

Then, Ben, who is by far the BEST character in a zombie film I’ve seen (granted I haven’t seen too many, but still), manages to escape the house, as the zombies eventually leave.

Only to be mistaken as a zombie in the final minutes and shot dead.

WOW.

I’ve not felt that bad for a character in a long time!

That ending just gut-punches you!

There are some technical notes, like when it shows the zombies just “passing handouts” of Judy and her boyfriend to eat, and other minor errors in the cinematography -- but wow, this movie is a master class in classic horror. I get it. I see why people consider it a staple in horror film making!

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i’m only seventeen, i don’t know anything- Chapter 8

James Potter/ Lily Evans (Jily), minor Remus Lupin/ Sirius Black (wolfstar)

Co-authored with the amazing @queen-isabelle-writes :)

It's seventh year for the Marauders and Lily Evans. Lily and James are dealing with their feelings for each other while the war with Voldemort brews in the wings.

Canon Divergence. Angst, fluff, falling in love.

Word Count:  3,385

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Chapter 8

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James always got up early on days where there was a Quidditch match. He got so anxious, he could hardly sleep. So when the sun finally broke through the window and filled James’s bed through the crack in his curtains, he knew it was time to get up.

He pulled on his Quidditch gear, knowing that he wasn’t going to be back at the dorms before the game started. He grabbed his notebook and pen—Remus had picked them up from a Muggle store over the summer so James didn’t have to juggle various pieces of parchment and quills for his Quidditch plays.

James quietly descended the stairs to the Common Room. He was expecting the room to be empty, as it typically was at this time in the morning, but there was a sleepy Lily, sitting on the arm of the couch.

She yawned before smiling at him. She was wearing her pajamas, Muggle ones that looked soft and worn. Her normally neat hair was sticking up with flyaways and the sunlight caught them, making a golden halo around her.

The butterflies erupted in his stomach, as they had every time he saw her since fifth year.

“I don’t know what kind of loon you are to be up this early on a match day,” she said.

“You look beautiful,” James said, the words she had spoken not registering in his brain.

Lily smiled and rolled her eyes as she stood up and crossed the room to James.

“I wanted to wish you luck, but I wasn’t sure if I would see you before the game,” she said. “Sirius told me that you get up early on match days.”

He nodded as he stuck his hand out. Lily placed her hand in his and pulled her towards him. She released his hand and wrapped her arms around his middle, her head coming to rest right under James’s chin. His heart was pounding in his chest, so loudly he wondered if Lily could hear it. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his cheek on the side of her head.

Being with Lily had been a wonder to James, so much so he would pinch himself every so often to make sure he wasn’t dreaming up the whole thing.

Lily seemed to speak a language that James had quickly caught on to. They didn’t become the couple that snogged in the corridors between classes or made a scene in the Great Hall or Common Room, which all their friends had expected from them.

There were brushes and quick touches. Stolen smiles and glances. They would walk beside each other to class, their arms brushing up against each other. They would look at each other in the classroom when someone said something stupid. At mealtime, Lily would sit across from him, smiling and laughing at their friends' antics while her ankle was touching his under the table.

In the Common Room, they touched more often and openly. Their fingers laced together, hugs, and James resting his head on Lily’s lap when they grouped together around the fire.

Everything with Lily felt so exciting but at the same time, there was this feeling that James couldn’t quite place. The only thing that came close to it in James’s mind was the feeling of when he hopped off his broom after flying for hours. It felt solid.

“How are you feeling about the match today? It’s against Ravenclaw, right?” she asked, adjusting her hands on his back slightly.

“Yeah. I’m feeling pretty good. They have a new seeker so I’m confident Alice will get the snitch. Their chasers are still pretty good, especially Benjy, but I think we’ll be okay.”

Lily hummed as she pulled away. James instantly missed her.

She eyed the notebook in James’s hand, gently grabbing it.

“Where did you get this? I haven’t seen one of these since primary,” she said, eyeing it.

James pulled the pen out from behind his ear and clicked it. Lily’s eyes sparkled with delight.

“Remus. He was tired of having parchment everywhere before a game. He picked these up from a Muggle store,” James explained. “Dad fell in love with the pens. He has one in every color imaginable after he saw mine.”

“I should ask my mum to send him the special glittery ones I have,” Lily mused.

James laughed at the image of his father writing with Muggle pens with glitter. Fleamont Potter would be over the moon if he got his hands on pens that had glitter in it.

Lily yawned as she handed his notebook back.

“Well, Captain, good luck. You better win so you aren’t in a foul mood at the Christmas party.”

James groaned a little, thinking of the dreaded Slug Club Christmas party that was supposed to take place this evening. The only good thing James could think about it was the school sanctioned drinking and the fact that Lily would be his date tonight.

Lily pulled him close once and again and stood on her toes. James smiled before leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

James was happy that Ravenclaw didn’t want to show the Gryffindor team any mercy. In the first few plays of the match, James could tell that Captain Benjy Fenwick had instructed them to play their hardest.

The thing was though, like Ravenclaws, they had strategy, a carefully laid out plan for their games. They had an expectation of how the game was going to go, and they would do everything they could to get their plans to come to life.

They never seemed to remember that Gryffindors thrived when plans went sideways.

James also had a strategy, one that he and his team knew well. But James had picked his team based on more than their ability to follow plays. In tryouts, James wanted to see what they would do in a pinch, how brave they were willing to get on the field to secure a win.

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were tied for points, and the seekers were neck-in-neck, chasing after the snitch that remained just outside of their reach.

All of things happened at once, almost in slow motion for James.

He saw the Ravenclaw beater hit the bludger right at Alice, who was a hair away from the snitch. James did the only thing that made sense to him in the moment and sped right in the line of the bludger.

Pain bloomed on his side when he collided with it, while Gordon, the second best chaser on the team scored another ten points for Gryffindor and Alice caught the snitch.

The pain on James’s side was completely ignored as the announcer gave Gryffindor the victory.

A sea of red and gold flooded the field, zoning in on Alice, who just landed on the ground, and hoisting her up with cheers of delight.

James didn’t join the celebration and went to talk to Benjy.

“You lot are insane,” Benjy said, shaking James’s hand. He was James’s favorite out of all the other captains because he was always thrilled with the challenges of the game. “I can’t believe you took a bludger for it.”

“I did what I had to do,” James said with a smirk. Benjy clapped him on the back and ran to the locker rooms where his team was waiting for him.

The horde of Gryffindors were already making their way up to the Common Room, ready to throw a party to celebrate the win.

Sirius and Remus were hanging back, waiting for James.

It hit James that there was an absence. Peter had come to every game to cheer James on since he made the team in third year, just as James had always gone to his gobstones tournaments before he quit halfway through last year. It hurt worse the throbbing pain in his side.

But it was just Sirius and Remus, bundled up in their cloaks with Gryffindor scarves around their necks, their Wormtail missing.

Sirius gave an enthusiastic replay of the game, making it sound like the game was a life or death situation and giving James too much credit for the bludger, as James put his teammates brooms away, the pain in his side growing.

“Did Pete go up to the party?” James asked, locking the shed and turning to look at his friends.

Remus frowned as Sirius tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear.

“He said he was sick,” Remus said. “We walked him to the Hospital Wing. I was going to stay with him, but he insisted he was fine. He said not to worry.”

James frowned, worry filling his gut.

“Is he okay?” James asked, his eyebrows knitting together.

“Maybe he’ll come back before you have to go to old Sluggy’s party, get him get him to play a round of gobstones,” Sirius said, hopeful in the fourth member of their group.

The party in Gryffindor tower was more laid back than usual, but not any less fun. Lily had allowed the first and second years to join when no alcohol made an appearance, and the whole Common Room had been enthralled by an exploding snap game between two second years. The room was betting on which one would win.

Having seen enough, James pulled on his dress robes and tried to flatten his hair down. According to Lily, the Christmas party was when Slughorn invited the people who he deemed important.

James didn’t need to network, but he knew damn well that Lily would need to. James had read The Prophet, seeing that it was only getting harder and harder for Muggleborns out there, no matter how talented and qualified they were as wizards. If Lily was doing him the honor of being his date, he was going to look presentable and keep the mischief to a minimum.

James gave up and grabbed the comb, heading downstairs to see if Mary or Doe could do something. Doe was sitting in front of the fireplace, listening to Mary and Sirius argue about Muggle music.

“Doe, my only hope,” James said, interrupting the conversation. “Will you help me with my hair?”

“Hold on, what?” Sirius asked, turning away from Mary. “Your hair?”

Doe smiled and nodded. James handed her the comb and sat on the floor in front of her.

“If I want to look half way presentable, I need help,” James said.

Sirius blinked at James. Remus was smirking from behind his book. Doe started gently working on his hair, James wincing as she caught a knot.

“What has Evans done to you?” Sirius asked, lines appearing on his forehead. “Next thing you know, you’re going to say we need to stop throwing dung bombs in Filch’s office! This is sacrilege!”

“I think you’ll need divine intervention to get your hair to look presentable,” Mary added, watching Doe struggle to comb.

“You know, your father invented hair products for a reason,” Remus pointed out.

James groaned.

“It slicks my hair so much, I look like a brown Malfoy. I’ll pass,” James replied. The group laughed.

“You should try some Muggle products,” Mary said.

“We’ve tried,” Sirius said. “Couldn’t figure out why Muggles want moose in their hair though.”

James nodded in agreement but Mary started laughing, hard. A laugh joined her and immediately caught James’s attention.

Lily looked amazing as she walked up to the couch, so much so that James thought his heart was going to stop. Her long hair was curled and bouncy. James thought she was wearing make-up, but he wasn’t too sure. All he could focus on was the freckles that dotted her face and pretty green dress that hugged her.

If it wasn’t for the dull throb of his bruise from earlier today, James would think he was dreaming that she was his date for the night.

James didn’t even notice Alice, slightly standing behind Lily, also dressed up with a determined look in her eyes.

The spell was broken when there was snapping noise.

“Uh, James… your hair broke your comb,” Doe said.

James stood up and grabbed the broken piece from Doe.

“Too bad it’s Sirius’s comb,” he said.

Sirius let out a noise of outrage as James tossed the piece of comb at him and grabbed Lily’s hand, dashing from the common room. Lily laughed as the portrait swung shut behind them.

“Hey,” James said, looking at her.

“Hi,” she said, smiling. “You know I don’t care about what your hair looks like, right?”

James’s heart warmed.

“Yeah, I know,” he said with a smile. “But others might.”

Lily reached up and messed his hair, causing James to laugh. The portrait swung open and a dressed-up Alice stepped out.

“I would sleep with one eye open, James,” she said. “Sirius was plotting revenge.”

“He’s all talk,” James said. “You get into the Slug Club?”

She smiled and shook her head. “I’m Frank’s date.”

The group started off, talking and laughing. James and Lily walked arm in arm as they made their way to the dungeons. Frank was waiting at the staircase, his leg shaking.

He didn’t even say hi to James and Lily, just smiled brightly at Alice and offered her his arm. James and Lily exchanged a look, both excited for their friends. They walked down the corridor, faint hum of music and conversation getting louder with every step. Frank held the door open for all three of them. Lily straightened out her dress before they emerged into the party.

There were more people than James was expecting, milling about. There was a group of live musicians in the corner, quietly strumming away as conversation was the main point of Slughorn’s parties.

Slughorn appeared in front of them in bright, expensive-looking emerald dress robes.

“Lily, my dear!” he said, smiling brightly at her. “I’m so glad you could make it! There are some very important people I wish for you to meet!”

“I would love to meet them,” Lily said, smiling. Slughorn looked at James.

“Mr. Potter! Your parents couldn’t make it tonight. I don’t think Fleamont has accepted an invitation of mine for years, but I don’t take it personally. I know how persnickety he is. Euphemia is the one who always steals the show anyway.”

James smiled and nodded, highly doubting his parents were even invited. It’s not that Slughorn didn’t like his parents; he just had more acquaintances that he deemed more important than his parents that wouldn’t like the blood traitor Potters milling about. James was lucky he was even here.

Lily kept her arm in his as Slughorn led them to a group of people that he swore Lily needed to talk to. James couldn’t remember their names, but he knew they were skilled potioneers. James smiled and laughed. Interjected a few times about Lily’s excellent work in charms or potions that caused Lily to squeeze his arm, whether as a Stop embarrassing me or a Thank you, James couldn’t tell.

James took a moment to look around the room as one of the people started telling the group about their theoretical potions theory.

In the back corner, hiding in the shadows, was Severus Snape. James would have missed him except for the feeling of someone staring at James. It took him a moment to realize Snape wasn’t glaring at him, but rather Lily and James’s arms that were looped together.

Snape’s gaze flicked up to James’s, and James saw the anger flash in his eyes.

A large part of him wanted to walk over there and ask what his issue was, but the rational part of James’s brain knew that was asking for trouble. James did the smart thing and looked away.

Slughorn tapped James on the shoulder, telling him that a famous Quidditch team from Puddlemore United had arrived and that Slughorn thought James would love to talk to her.

Lily shot him a smile and released his arm, ushering him off.

James didn’t get to say much to the Quidditch player, but he listened to her talk about the different strategies Puddlemore had been practicing. He was particularly interested in the team training their players on riding their brooms upside down.

The conversation drew more into the perks of being a famous Quidditch player and James lost interest, not really caring about brand deals and salary. He looked around the room, looking for Lily.

He didn’t see a flash of red hair, but he did a double take at a figure across the room, thinking it was Sirius.

James thought it was eerie how much Regulus and Sirius looked like, down to the curl pattern of their smooth black hair. What was even more eerie was that Regulus was glancing at James, almost like he wanted to speak to him.

James excused himself from the conversation about Witch Weekly photoshoots and crossed the room towards Regulus. He knew it would be weird to directly approach him, seeing as how the room was crawling with Regulus’s Slytherin gang. James instead looked at him and then turned to the snack table.

Sirius was sure that Regulus was different from the crowd he hung out with, and James trusted Sirius, despite James having not seen any evidence otherwise.

James was picking up a snack at random when he saw something slide toward him at the table while a pale hand reached for a cucumber sandwich. James glanced down to see a sealed envelope with Sirius’s name on it.

“I’ll take it to him,” James whispered. Regulus quickly left.

James set his plate on the envelope and picked the letter back up with it. He placed it in his pocket as smoothly as he could.

He moved around the room, looking for Lily, and it wasn’t until he realized that Snape had left his corner that James cursed. He passed Alice and Frank and randomly handed them his plate of snacks. Frank looked at him questioningly, but James didn’t explain, just headed for the door.

When James walked out he heard the sound of voices coming from the left. He followed it.

“—can’t believe it! After everything he has done to me. To you!” James heard Snape’s hiss. “What about all the talk of how insufferable he was? Where is that Lily?”

“I changed. James changed,” Lily’s voice rang out. “It is none of your business to begin with!”

“He keeps dangerous company! And he can’t keep you safe, not like I can,” Snape pleaded.

James felt anger rise in his stomach as he continued to follow the voices.

“Keep me safe?” Lily repeated, her voice rising exponentially. “You think you’re keeping me safe by joining a group that wants to kill me?”

Lily hissed those last words and it made James freeze, just around the corner from where James thought they were talking.

“How fucking dare you!” Lily exploded. “How fucking dare you think for a second that supporting a cause like that is keeping me safe! You do nothing but help the movement that will only keep me in harm's way. How dare you think that I need help from you or him to keep me safe!”

Her voice was loud, thundering around the corridor.

“If any harm comes to me,” Lily started again. “It will be your fault because you chose to support You Know Who. I’m not fucking flattered that I’m the only exception to your sick ways.”

James decided now was the moment to step out from around the corner. Snape was standing there, slack jawed at Lily. Lily stood, her fists clenched at her sides.

Snape’s eyes flickered towards James. Lily whipped around, her eyes softening a hair when she saw James.

She started towards him. As she neared, James felt a change in the air, almost like it was crackling with electricity. As Lily grabbed his hand and pulled him away, his hair stood up on his body. He realized that Lily was radiating magic, and it was powerful.

Like he said, she could be vicious.

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Do not place conflicting pets food and giving him alternatives to scratch.The time, dedication and monetary commitment, so cat owners do not spray for the past 3 years.Usually they like to touch its nose to see your cat has always been an outdoors cat all their own special scent on them.The Drinkwell fountain makers offer an elaborate cleaning kit for this behavior is sudden.Citrus scented oils or sprays usually last just a few treats.

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