#is it a coincidence that I made my werewolf vampire characters the same year they made the theme vampires vs werewolves...? | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

asterpollux · 2 months

Text

I'm seeking 1x1 Discord based RP again, friends. Specifically as one of two of my characters really, though I am always open to making more OCs if need be as long as the idea floats my boat and you think we'd vibe!

I am a lazylit, 1-4 paragraph in 3rd person writer. I'm here to have fun, not fill word count quotas, and I really dig people who feel the same. I love open and communicative partners who are just as excited about their OCs as I am about mine. I'd love to get some MxM, NBixNBi or MxNBi (with me playing either of those) plots going tbh. Will consider FxNBi for the one NBi OC if I like your idea, but no promises.

Please go on my blog and read my pinned post before you contact me. Some short notices before I get into it: I am 32, you should be over 21 to RP with me, and your muse should be over 21 or, even better, over 25. No anime/manga faceclaims. Nothing too 'off the wall' either. I won't RP against a Hazbin Hotel character for example. My links aren't done yet but I can ping some stuff over if you're interested.

These characters, and their accompanying plots/universes, are generally made for adults only. They are adults, they do adult things, and I too am an adult that wants to write about adult things. So smut, sex, whatever you want to call it is inevitable. I don't mind sometimes fading to black but sex and sensuality are important to both of these characters' stories and I don't want to totally ignore that!

As such, I'm only really looking for people who are cool with a good smattering of smut and kink, and some heavier topics too, which can include Omegaverse if we decide to go that route, cruising & cottaging, anonymous sex and all that comes with that, underworld supernatural goings on, kink of varying types (of course that's depending on your preferences and mine, and how they mesh!)... Just, be mature and willing to write about adult things.

Now onto what I'm looking for. I have two characters inhabiting my brainbits at the moment.

CIARAN O'CONNOR [FC: David Tennant in Good Omens] (which is just one of the many aliases that he has gone by) is lonely. He's been lonely and hungry, in fact, for the past 1200 years. Bitten and turned by a vampire long since perished, when he was at the ripe age of 48, Ciaran has wandered the Earth for a time longer than most people find possible to even imagine. Cursed to walk alone forever, or so he thinks, he pushes away anyone who tries to get close, believing that they will be in mortal peril if they so much as befriend him.

I'm looking for ideally a Male or Nonbinary character to play alongside this Masculine Nonbinary character, but I'll consider Female characters too for Ciaran, for a modern with supernatural plot. Give me fellow vampires, werewolves, the undead, selkies, shapeshifters/changelings! I'd love to find him a Werewolf to play against to teach him how to love and find companionship after 1200 years of loneliness, and maybe we could introduce some omegaaverse shenanigans in there too if that is a thing you also enjoy.

PROFESSOR LEON RITTER [FC: Michael Sheen in Good Omens] - a literature professor - has newly moved to [city of our choosing] from Berlin. He's looking for a few things, chief amongst them for his past to stop following him around. He's a simple man who lives for writing and his books, as well as his pet Chihuahua, Betty. He seeks solace in stories... And sometimes in the darker corners of the city's streets and parks, too.

I'm looking for Male or Masculine Nonbinary characters to play alongside this Cis Male character. This plot is more grounded in reality than the previous, and has no supernatural or fantasy elements, (unless we decide to do something like modern omegaverse? IDK, I am open to that though!) I'd quite like to go one of two ways with him - a younger person, maybe a mature student in his classes, finds out what he does at night and at the weekends, simply by coincidence because they're also out cruising and cottaging, too. Or alternatively someone to calm him down and make him take care of himself for once.

I really, REALLY want to keep their face claims as is. I don't enjoy playing gym bunnies or most models, and want to keep their approx ages as they are also. It's the one thing I'm really inflexible on this time around folks, sorry if you're not a GO fan I guess!

If you're interested in plotting or chatting about either of these folks, please message me on oli.writes.stuff on Discord and we can get something worked out! <3

#1x1 #1x1 rp #1x1 smut #1x1 roleplay #indie 1x1 #discord 1x1 #smut 1x1 #1x1 discord #indie roleplay #independent rp #discord rp #discord roleplay #romance rp #oc roleplay #oc rp

4 notes · View notes

findroleplay · 1 month

Note

Now onto what I'm looking for. I have two characters inhabiting my brainbits at the moment.

If you're interested in plotting or chatting about either of these folks, please message me on oli.writes.stuff on Discord and we can get something worked out! <3

#rp #roleplay #oc rp #original rp #fandomless rp #mxm rp #supernatural rp

4 notes · View notes

rp-partnerfinder · 1 month

Note

Now onto what I'm looking for. I have two characters inhabiting my brainbits at the moment.

If you're interested in plotting or chatting about either of these folks, please message me on oli.writes.stuff on Discord and we can get something worked out! <3

#21+ rp #oc rp #original plot roleplay #original character roleplay #roleplay #rp #rp finder #roleplay search #1x1 rp #roleplay finder #indie rp

4 notes · View notes

omegaverserping · 1 month

Note

Now onto what I'm looking for. I have two characters inhabiting my brainbits at the moment.

If you're interested in plotting or chatting about either of these folks, please message me on oli.writes.stuff on Discord and we can get something worked out! <3

3 notes · View notes

darkrpfinder · 2 months

Note

Now onto what I'm looking for. I have two characters inhabiting my brainbits at the moment.

If you're interested in plotting or chatting about either of these folks, please message me on oli.writes.stuff on Discord and we can get something worked out! <3

oli.writes.stuff

#oc rp #oc roleplay #fandomless rp #fandomless roleplay #mxm #nbxnb #mxnb #fxnb #rp search #dark roleplay #dark rp #spicy rp #18+ mun

0 notes

tvdversefanfiction · 3 years

Text

Origins of Magic

Warnings: I do not own the rights to the television series “The Originals”, “Vampire Diaries”, or “Legacies” and do not own any of the characters within the TVD universe, I am making no profit from this and have no intention for this fanfiction series except for readers to enjoy. 15+ Mild to Strong Violence, Strong Language, Witchcraft, sexual scenes, and sexual references. F/F, F/M, M/M, Other.

CHAPTER 8 HERE

Chapter 9 - The Fall of the Mikaelsons

Sapphire Black stormed into the Mikaelson compound, with her eldest son Magnus in tow, walking like she owned the very world, because once upon a time she did, as the mother and daughter broke up a clearly heated exchange between Henrik Mikaelson and his siblings Elijah, Kol and Rebekah, who were all stood by the fountain looking like they were ready to go to war with each other. “Henrik Mikaelson, I presume,” Sapphire greeted the youngest Mikaelson as she walked towards him, ignoring the existence of the others. “I hear you hold the power of the hollow within you…Inadu was a very special witch for her time, what she lacked in originality she sure made up for with that wickedly wretched werewolf curse.” “You’re Sapphire Black?” Henrik replied in shock, knowing exactly who the woman who now stood in front of him was. “You’re one of the original witches, the supreme witch of the Midnight Coven.” “What now?” Kol asked, chiming in on the two witches’ conversation. “Did you just say your last name was Black?” Rebekah asked the woman witch, realizing she was a relation of her former love Annabella.” “Yes, I believe you know my children Annabella, Kayne, and Primrose…well, I suppose it is you knew Kayne, now that I am a grieving mother.” Sapphire answered the original female vampire, while casually mentioning her youngest son’s death as if it meant nothing to her. “Kayne Black is dead?” Elijah asked in horror, sick to his stomach by the revelation. “I am not here to discuss matters of my children,” Sapphire responded before returning her attention to Henrik. “My son informed me he granted you the hollow’s power but you see it was not his to give away…after all, all witches are descended from either me or my coven and I would like that power back.” “How exactly do you suppose I give you…” Henrik began to say, but before he could finish asking his question, the supreme witch had plunged her hand into his chest, before pulling out his beating heart and dropping to the ground, dropping at the same time as Henrik’s now completely lifeless body, as Rebekah, Kol and Elijah looked on in horror, completely shocked by their brother’s sudden death. “Well now that I’ve dealt with that arrogant little witch it is time to deal with you vampires,” Sapphire addressed the remaining Mikaelson’s, who were still shocked by Henrik’s death. “Another thing witches got wrong while I was away, at least during my days the only thing killing witches was other witches…mostly me but still it is far better than bloodsucking corpses claiming superiority over witch kind when we have always been superior to your kind!” “Listen lady I do not really have much patience for witches on the best of days but you just killed my brother so I am going have to kill you out of family principle although your elitist old crone act and the fact you do not give a damn about your own son’s death is sure going to give me pleasure in ending you!” Rebekah threatened the supreme witch as she walked up towards Sapphire. “Oh darling you act like the big bitch around here because you lived a thousand years, how precious…” Sapphire stated as she raised her hand, the force of her magic causing Rebekah, Kol and Elijah to fall to the knees in agonizing pain, the excruciating groans from the vampires were met by the sounds of their bones breaking. “I was older than you are now when I had my first child, you are all nothing more than a spell gone incredibly wrong!” As the force of Sapphire’s power kept Elijah, Rebekah and Kol down on their knees, screaming in pain, a seemingly unlimited Sapphire walked turned around, raising her right hand once again before chanting in a long forgotten language as the supreme witch cast a spell which made a tree grow from out of nothing, in the compound, in front of the Mikaelsons and Magnus’ eyes. The tree in question was a small tree but it’s height did not take away from the sheer excellence of Sapphire’s magic, as she revealed to all she was capable of more than any witch that came after her, and what type of tree did this ancient witch create from out of thin air? None other than a white oak tree and yes, the type of tree chosen by her was anything but a coincidence. “Your reign is over!” Sapphire declared gleefully, as she turned back around to face the three crippled Mikaelsons, as they completely fell to the ground, passing out from the excruciating pain they had endured due to Sapphire’s sinister magic.

Sapphire Black just stood there in all her glory, as her and her eldest son Magnus stood in front of Elijah, Rebekah and Kol’s unconscious bodies, which were spread across the ground within the Mikaelson compound, both mother and soon looking as victorious as they felt as Sapphire began walking over to the small white oak tree that she had recently conjured up courtesy of many spells she had memorized from centuries passed. As she slowly began to reach out towards the tree, picking an easy branch on it to pick, she quickly found the entire tree going up in flames causing her to let out a sigh of frustration as she turned around to see her daughters Bella and Rose walk into the compound defiantly. “Let me guess your fragile ego has led you to take out the Mikaelsons straight away well mother you are nothing if you are not predictable!” Rose stated with a wicked grin, happy to have spoiled her mother’s plans. “Clearly you are stupid enough to believe their own hype and are so threatened by it you got to take them out just to prove to yourself you can.” “That’s our mother for you Rose, she may be powerful in terms of actual power but when it comes to the so called human wielding said magic she is nothing more than a jealous insecure excuse of a woman who needs a title to feel like she is not completely and utterly pointless.” Bella chimed in, eager to join her sister in verbally bashing their mother. “You think I am envious of a bunch of blood sucking bag of bones!” Sapphire scoffed, eager to dismiss her daughter’s claims. “Well you wanted to have a kingdom, but you failed, and they managed to have everyone bow to their say for over a thousand years.” Bella replied to her mother, not buying Sapphire’s dismissal. “Thing is dear mother you can have all the power in the world, but you are not immortal.” Rose informed her. “I mean come on you were defeated by Bella and Magnus…now my sister has upgraded her choice of partner you stand no chance of making the rest of this day!” “How can you still side with Annabella after everything?” Magnus asked Rose furiously, as the rage and envy over Bella’s bond with their siblings being greater than his only continued to grow. “Magnus you were never really one of us, in fact you if we did not kill you, you would have bored me to death!” Rose snapped at her older brother. “You’re as self-entitled as our mother with not even half the power and I can promise you that your first death will seem like a breeze in comparison for what I have got planned for you and mother after what you did to Kayne.” “Now girls, this rebellious attitude really does impress me but it is going to grow tiresome really quick…may I remind you that the two of you along with my son Kayne completely destroyed the mechanisms of death which is how myself and Magnus found ourselves back to the land of the living.” Sapphire explained to her daughters. “Which means if he wants to Kayne too will find a way back…unless I fix what you broke and leave him stuck there forever.” “You would stop your own child from a chance at bringing himself back from the dead?” Rose asked in horror, unable to understand how her own mother could be so cruel. “She does not see him or any of us as children,” Bella told her youngest sibling Rose, before turning to look at Magnus. “We have always been and will always be nothing more than powerful pawns to her…” “I will of course close and fix your little mess up after Kayne returns to the living, Annabella, if you promise me your undying loyalty,” Sapphire bargained with her oldest child Bella, before turning her attention to Rose. “And yours too my youngest child.” “I guess we really are nothing more than pawns.” Rose replied reluctantly. “Well played queen you bargained the only thing I still give a damn about…which means of course you have my loyalty.” “Mine too!” Bella gave in, looking disgusted with herself for what she knew she had to do to get her brother Kayne back. “Good,” Sapphire replied with a sinister smile, knowing she had her daughters exactly where she wanted them. “Welcome home my darlings, I think this place will make a fitting new kingdom for what awaits us all and where else is better than the soon to be extinct Mikaelsons.”

Unaware of the extent of the chaos which awaited him upon his return to New Orleans, Klaus sat behind the wheel in his car driving home late at night on a lonely road eager to find out what mess the latest union of his siblings and the Black siblings had caused not only his family but his city too. He could not help but think of the last time he was around the Black siblings, especially Kayne Black, as he wondered whether it would be difficult to see the man whose heart he broke, wondering if Kayne hated him for denying his love for him and whether he was another old friend turned foe. Klaus Mikaelson had always regretted how he handled things with Kayne Black, the fact Kayne had spent centuries believing his love was never requited was by far one of the original hybrid’s greatest regrets, however, he always believed it was better than putting him in danger if he had told Kayne his true feelings. Klaus spent the journey thinking over his past with the only man he had ever loved, and deep down within all the guilt, regret and heartache, he could not help but begin to consider the hope of a second chance, not knowing that chance was already dead….or was it? Suddenly a figure of a man appeared on the road in front of Klaus and his car, shocking the Mikaelson sibling by its sudden appearance as he found himself unable to stop the car in time to not hit this man, something a few years ago he would not have even cared about, however, as the car hit this figure, there was no crash, no hit, nothing, for Klaus’ car went straight through him, as if there was nothing there. After his car came to an abrupt stop, a curious and somewhat furious Klaus launched the car door open, climbed out of his car and stood up on the open road shocked to see a non-corporeal version of Kayne stood in front of him. “No…” Klaus managed to say, as tears formed in his eyes, the startling realization of what this meant for Kayne’s existence within this world, going from hoping to heartbroken within mere moments. “They need your help Niklaus.” Kayne stated before disappearing out of sight only to reappear once again. “Do not return to the compound…” “Kayne you’re not making any sense…what happened to you…what the hell is going on?” Klaus questioned the spirit of Kayne Black, struggling to work out what was going on around him. “Please just trust me,” Kayne pleaded with his former lover. “Head to Athens...” Before Klaus could hear more, in order to work out what had happened to Kayne or why he was warning him about returning to New Orleans, Kayne had once again vanished out of sight and after standing on the open road all alone for more than a few minutes he realized Kayne was not returning and the only thing Klaus could do was either follow the advice of someone that could be a foe, or head back home with the possibility of a trap awaiting for him. Klaus never trusted Kayne Black enough many years ago and he believed that was a mistake, but would this time around be any different, well one thing is for sure if he wanted to stop the fall of the Mikaelsons then he better trust the newly deceased with the second time around.

2 notes · View notes

gimmeyoon · 5 years

Text

Slayer: Prologue

❝Slayer /ˈslāər/noun: one in a long line of young women chosen for a specific mission: to seek out and destroy vampires, demons and other forces of darkness. Ghouls, and Vampires, and formal, oh my! What’s a slayer to do except enlist her friends in the fight for good.❞

Word Count: 912

A/N: This is a drabble I wrote explaining the characters from the POV of the Slayer (reader). This series relies heavily on established relationships so I wanted to give the back story this way, so we can just get to business in the stories. It also high-key contains a spoiler for Taehyung’s story, but it be like that sometimes.

| Next

You were 17 when you became the Slayer. At 17 years old, this group of old people showed up at your house and said, “someone died, and now you get to take over the very job that killed her.” Or at least, that was the gist. And then they shoved some 20-year-old in your direction and said that he would train you.

That 20-year-old is named Namjoon. He’s 80% legs and you’re pretty sure that’s why he’s so clumsy. You can’t confirm this, but you’re also pretty sure that he was the guy that was small and then he hit puberty and he must have been eating his greens, because he grew, and he never learned his own strength. That 20-year-old is your watcher. He’s been training me for almost two years now and in that time he has yet to fail you. Clumsy as he is, he knows how to kick ass and makes a great sparring partner. He’s also the smartest person you know, which isn’t a high bar if you’re being honest, but he’s like seriously smart.

He was the first member of the Scooby Gang. Or maybe you were. No, it must be him, since he knew about demons and monsters before you. He knew about you before you knew about you. He trained his whole life to be a watcher, You didn’t know until you were starting your senior year that you were apparently destined to save the world or something.

The second member was Jimin. Your best friend, now a warlock, took 3 weeks before he mentioned that you must have been working out like crazy because you were much stronger now. It took another 3 weeks before he followed you through a graveyard and watched you slay a vampire. Namjoon said you’d have to kill him, because he knew too much. You said he could keep a secret.

That was a lie.

Jimin was like an old refrigerator, he couldn’t keep anything. It was a month later when he told your friend Jungkook that you couldn’t come to the movies with them because you had to track a Vampire.

Little did any of you know that Jungkook had quite a temper every full moon for the past two years, and he found your new role threatening. You had a big fight, like literally. One full moon, Jungkook tracked you down in his werewolf form and tried to kill you. You won and after he brought you 11 coffees to make up for it, you agreed to forgive him. You guess that’s when he joined the Scooby Gang.

Jin was next. Your annoying next-door neighbor was about to get the life sucked out of him by a vampire at a club when you saved his ass. He was mad at first, but after he saw how her face had changed, he thanked you. You still don’t know for sure if he knew she was a monster or if he just thought you saved him from his beer goggles. Regardless, he started to find himself in trouble a lot more after that, and, after saving him 5 times, he filled up his punch card and got to join the group.

It’s harder to figure out when Yoongi joined the group. He was one of the first people you met as the slayer. He kept following you around, coincidently being where the demons were and able to help you when it seemed like you might fail. He saved your life more than once, but you only said a few words to each other. After all he is a vampire and you’re a vampire slayer. Kind of supposed to be sworn enemies. It’s in the job title and everything. Yet, you became friends, and he helps the gang, and you swear that if he ever crosses you all, you will drive a stake into his heart.

Though, you’re more concerned Hoseok will betray the gang than him. Hoseok was the one vampire you couldn’t slay. Every move you made, he anticipated, and on one occasion you were convinced he was going to kill you. In fact, Yoongi’s the only reason he didn’t. Turns out there was some bad blood there. Overtime, Hoseok became a good little vampire, and he joined the gang. He and Yoongi even made up, and are, dare you say, friends now.

And then there was Taehyung. While it might be unclear when Yoongi did, it’s very clear that Taehyung was the last to join. He was a demon you were set to vanquish, but before you could do so, he decided he wanted to be human. So now he is. You still don’t really understand how that’s possible, but he can always immediately identify the demons you describe to him and it makes my life much easier. Plus, he’s way more fun than Namjoon, so it’s nice to have two options for information now.

So that’s the gang. Technically the Slayer’s supposed to work alone, but you couldn’t do it without them. You are stronger together, something the watchers never could have imagined. Even Namjoon told them they could shove it when they questioned why he let you have friends, and Namjoon loves following the rules.

It’s been almost two years since you found out you were the Slayer. Two years and you are more than you ever imagined, but because of your friends, you’re also still that same girl. You’re still _____.

If the world needs saving, you’re only a text away.

#Slayer #bts x reader #ot7 x reader #bts fanfic #bts writing

83 notes · View notes

firelxdykatara · 5 years

Note

🔥 tvd. unleash the salt.

YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF MEEKS

-cough-

no but ok, my biggest unpopular opinion re: tvd? (judging mostly from what i’ve seen come out of what’s left of the ‘fandom’ since s6 when 99% of it jumped fuckin’ ship, but anyway)

the show turning to shit had absolutely nothing to do with delena becoming canon

like, i’ll be reading someone’s anti tvd post, and i’ll see something like ‘it started going downhill in s4′ and nod along, but then ‘when dullena became canon’ and it’s like -record scratch-

no. hold up. -squirts with a waterbottle-

anyone who didn’t realize that damon and elena were being set up to become canon down the line as early as season one were either in denial or just weren’t paying attention. i could write for days about all the signs and all the ways their relationship developed and how they each developed as characters, but i don’t have the energy to focus on the good about tvd anymore so i don’t feel like it. (i always have energy for salt, though. must be my high-sodium diet.)

there are a couple things we know for a fact about early tvd. one is that kevin williamson was largely in charge of the show as head showrunner for the first three seasons. another is that williamson left the show after season three–his name was still on it, but he moved onto another project, and julie plec was left in charge. given those two facts, and my belief that the show’s decline in s4 was far more gradual and less visible than it was in s5, when the show jumped the shark and over a fucking cliff, we (or at least i do, you don’t have to agree but it’s the story that makes the most sense to me so i’m sticking to it) can infer that kevin williamson left at least something of an outline behind for the season following his departure, and the rest was left up to julie as she meandered her way through three more seasons–two of which the show should never have had–with only the vaguest idea of an endpoint in mind.

(as early as season 2, julie said that she and kevin already knew how they wanted the show to end–or at least, they knew what they wanted the last words to be. given that the series finale ended the same way the pilot episode did, with damon showing up on stefan’s porch wearing his trademark smirk and saying ‘hello brother’, i can buy that they had this particular scene in mind when initially planning the overall series arc. i also think that julie plec went mad with the power she suddenly had over the story once williamson left, and any other tentative plans that may have been made were either forgotten or discarded in favor of magic vampire uteruses and pointless romantic arcs and killing characters off right before the end of the show for no real reason. but anyway, i digress.)

I THINK I’VE GOTTEN A LITTLE OFF TOPIC. anyway. if delena wasn’t the beginning of the end (we’ve established that delena–if not as an endgame, but certainly as a relationship that would need to be explored–was in the cards from the very beginning, and had achieved most of its crucial relationship beats by the s3 finale [all that remained was elena gaining closure for her decaying relationship with stefan before she could fully move on]), what was?

two things, primarily: the sire bond, and the cure.

now, neither of these things seemed particularly egregious at first. in fact, up until the end of the season, i was convinced the sire bond would be revealed to have never actually existed, because the ‘signs’ were so badly contrived that they had to be red herrings designed to make the characters doubt themselves and their feelings. in hindsight, i realize the piss poor writing surrounding the bond was emblematic of issues that would plague, and eventually destroy, the rest of the series. and until it came back in season six and undid literal years worth of character development for the central character of the fucking series, i actually thought the cure plotline in s4 was a stroke of brilliance–shoddily handled in a few places, but still solid enough in execution to make up for it.

because elena, having become a vampire, needed to have the option to become human again presented to her–and then she needed to reject it. Which she did, twice, at the end of the season–first when she offered it to Stefan without a second thought, and second when she shoved it down Katherine’s throat, again without a moment of hesitation. (Technically three times, if you count the fact that she was ready to force it on Damon, but that, at least, was motivated by her desire to save his life, since he was dying from werewolf venom at the time.)

elena’s arc throughout season 4 (and that’s another of my unpopular opinions–elena didn’t change into an unrecognizable monster when she became a vampire, becoming a vampire allowed her to let go of the gloomy graveyard girl and finally learn to love LIVING again, and the fandom was so used to her as the suicidal martyr ready to sacrifice anything and everything without a second’s hesitation that they turned on her, en masse, when she realized it was actually ok to want things for herself but…. that’s a different rant altogether, ahem ANYWAY) was about learning how to be herself again.

not herself as she was immediately pre-vamping–herself as she was before her parents died. it’s no coincidence, i think, that the s3 finale (when she was being turned) and then s4 were some of the only real glimpses we got of elena’s parents, and her life with them before they died. she literally hallucinated her mother, in one of the most heartbreaking scenes of the entire show, trying to convince her to kill herself because of what she’d become–but this, notably, was a curse enacted on her by a vampire hunter. (here’s another unpopular opinion–elena killing connor had nothing to do with the sire bond. she would have killed him anyway, because he was threatening her brother’s life. am i the only one who remembers that elena, as a human, went to denver with the sole purpose of figuring out which original sired mary, so she’d know which ones it was safe to kill to protect her family? she was a human and willing to kill 75% of all remaining vampires on the planet. girl could be fucking ruthless when it came to protecting the people she loved, especially after losing so many.)

“mommy, i never meant to disappoint you.”

and then the sun came up. and just as the light hit her and began to burn, because she’d thrown her ring into the river, she looked to damon and whispered his name, panic in her eyes–because she suddenly realized she didn’t want to die. she wanted to LIVE. she DESERVED to live. and damon did what he always did best–he saved elena gilbert’s life. and that’s when she realized she couldn’t keep ignoring the things she felt for him, the way her feelings for stefan had never really recovered, the fact that she wanted to learn to enjoy the life she had instead of subscribing to stefan’s tortured broody vampire bullshit.

(ok, in fairness to stefan [loathe as i am to be fair to mister Hero Hair], i don’t think he actually realized what he was doing to elena. i don’t think he quite understood just how badly he was feeding into her self-loathing and how much he was making her think she would become a monster just like him–just like ripper!stefan if she didn’t take to the bunny diet and make like a good little vampire who never stepped a toe out of line. but i do think that as those first few episodes wore on, elena realized, more and more, that she would not survive being a vampire if she had to do things stefan’s way. and it became clear that the elena stefan was in love with was the idealized, human version of elena who’d died going over that bridge–the elena who could remind stefan of his own humanity and be his anchor to non-ripperness. she couldn’t be his sober companion/humanity anchor if she wasn’t subscribing to his bunny blood ideals.)

the bottom line being, season 4 was about elena not only becoming a vampire, but learning to enjoy her life AS a vampire. no, it wasn’t something she’d chosen for herself, and maybe it wasn’t something she ever would have chosen for herself–considering that even as far back as the end of s2, when the possibility of turning was first presented to her as a real possibility, she was talking about a future where she grew old and maybe even had kids and started a family, things she wouldn’t be able to do with stefan, meaning that even then, in the back of her mind, their relationship came with a potential expiry date (and then we got ‘i can’t think about always, i can only think about right now‘ in the s3 finale, further cementing that)–but while she’d gotten exposed to so much of the darkness inherent in being a vampire throughout the first three seasons and then her own vampiric awakening, she also got to see the good.

her no-humanity arc was kind of essential for this, btw. (is this an unpopular opinion? probably. i’m gonna pretend it is so it doesn’t seem like i’ve gone too far afield here.) which is another reason i hated that stupid fucking sire bond, after i gave up the idea it’d be revealed to be fake, and choose to ignore it in my own interpretation of canon–because there was no need for it. elena just lost her brother, the one remaining member of her immediate family, the one she’d gone to extraordinary lengths the entire season to protect. she was in unimaginable fucking pain. she was in agony, because not only was her brother dead, but she was still a very new vampire and her emotions were spiraling out of fucking control.

she would have absolutely destroyed herself in her grief, if she hadn’t been presented with an outlet. something she absolutely would have chosen for herself, in that moment–damon talking to her softly, reminding her that there was a way she could just be without needing to feel everything, and elena latching onto that one tiny bit of hope, that maybe for now she didn’t have to be in so much pain she thought she might actually fucking die on the spot from it. elena making that choice for herself–actually, you know, having some fucking agency as the central character of the series–would have been a much better choice, both from a narrative and character perspective. BUT ANYWAY.

it was during her stint with the switch turned off that elena first got a real taste of how fun and how freeing being a vampire could be. if the Idiot Brothers hadn’t banded together to try and force elena to be human again against her will, i really don’t doubt that the worst she would’ve done was snatch-eat-erase a whole bunch of people and live it up in the seedier unberbellies of various big party cities for a while. but whatever, the damage was done and eventually elena had her switch turned on by watching matt die, and feeling the relief at seeing him wearing the gilbert ring, and etc.

she largely had vengeance in mind once she was back to her more or less ‘normal’ self, but a crucial part of her development over that particular arc was the fact that she no longer hated herself for existing.

that was huge. it wasn’t given the focus or prominence it should have had, and i’ll again blame that on the weaker writing that was filling the gaps left by kevin williamson’s departure, but elena was no longer the suicidal martyr she’d been since the beginning of the show. she enjoyed living. she reveled in the strength she had, in the fact that she was no longer the Token Human, the doppelganger whose blood attracted all kinds of atrocities. she could protect herself now. she got closure with her brother, when the ghosts came back for a while, and with alaric, and she basically gave herself permission to want to have forever with the man she loved.

(and the fandom villified her, for it. because of fucking course they did. because she was a teenage girl who’d spent most of the previous four seasons dying or preparing to die or literally ready to slit her own throat without a second’s hesitation when it came to protecting people she cared about, but now that she’d decided it was ok to want to be selfish for a while and be with who she wanted without feeling guilty, suddenly it was open fucking season. but ANYWAY.)

where was i?

oh. yeah. season 5.

like i said, season 4 was a little shaky, but more or less solid–it wasn’t until after season 6 that i realized the signs of the show’s downfall had started in s4, with the cure and the sire bond heralding much worse things to come. it was s5 where the show really went off the rails.

here’s another unpopular opinion–it was absolutely character regression to have damon acting out the way he did that season. yes, in seasons past, damon acting out was a big part of his progression–two steps forward, one step back, but still slowly but steadily moving forward. but by the time we get to s5, damon had literally everything he wanted. he was BLISSFULLY happy, with the woman of his dreams, living in utter domestic bliss for an entire summer before she went off to university. and this trashfire of a show actually tried to convince me that he would’ve left their bedroom for more than five minutes, let alone long enough to drive across the state and murder some innocent human woman over a sixty-year-old grudge he’d never so much as thought about the entire time he was in mystic falls????? really?????

as if that weren’t enough, this man who witnessed, first hand, elena’s love for her brother, and who had grown to love him too–who was desperate to save his life on more than one occasion, including VERY RECENTLY in the show–would let enzo waltz in and nearly murder him??? i’m????? god

and then katherine stole elena’s body, and i was fucking done.

literally ragequit the show once elena got her body back, because i was that fucking pissed. they literally had to do so much character regression and assassination to even make it work???? they had to put bonnie on a bus to ‘away from the main plot’ville just so that she couldn’t tell anyone that katherine hadn’t actually crossed over–even though she was right fucking there in the living room with them when she saw katherine’s ghost, and she would have known immediately that something was wrong because katherine disappeared rather than crossing over. and then they had to make damon devolve so he wouldn’t be in a position to realize elena wasn’t herself. and then everyone else carried the fucking idiot ball, except matt who was promptly compelled, and TYLER who nearly died about it, ALL so that no one would notice what had happened until damon was right there with katherine!elena trying to get him to kill her so she could kill him so he wouldn’t reveal what she’d done, and i JUST.

anyway. the awful thing is, the last few episodes of season 5 were really fucking good. it felt like the show had gone back to circa s3 levels of writing. and then s6 was ok for two episodes and then…. fucking nosedived off a cliff and into the abyss.

elena losing all her good memories of damon just so she could fall in love with him all over again was one of the worst writing decisions ever made. just, in history. completely. we didn’t need to see them fall in love in a rushed and half-assed manner when we’d already gotten a beautiful four-season arc of their love story. at the VERY LEAST, they could have had her just lose all her memories, similar to stefan’s s5 memory wipe, so that it wouldn’t seem weird that she thought he was a monster and loved him anyway because something something toxic bullshit. (oh, yeah, i’m still bitter af that they had to beat us over the head with DELENA IS TOXIC YOU GAIZ as if they didn’t have one of the healthier relationships in the show until it was decided that there wasn’t enough drama so they had to make damon regress and elena excuse it in a series of increasingly ooc writing decisions)

UH. ANYWAY YEAH.

as a sidenote, tyler and elena’s friendship had a lot of potential to be something kind of fucking amazing, and it’s one of the most underrated friendships in the fandom, which is a fucking shame because i would have loved to see them get closer and have a real bond as supernatural orphans who’d had almost everything and everyone they cared about torn away at one point or another.

god. ugh. TL;DR: delena was planned from the beginning and was in no way responsible for the show going to shit, it just had the unfortunate timing of becoming canon right before the show became terrible; elena gilbert was an amazing protagonist and character in general, who should not have been hated for daring to be a teenage girl who wasn’t always fully aware or in control of her own feelings, and who dealt with so much grief and trauma in such a short time that it’s nothing short of a miracle that she eventually found her way back to the girl she’d been before, happy and sure of herself, and people just couldn’t recognize elena when she was happy so they decided she randomly changed when she became a vampire and it was All Damon’s and Delena’s Fault; stefan was a terrible boyfriend for most of their relationship; damon was wildly out of character for most of season 5; and the memory loss arc in s6 was pathetic and actively harmful to the show as a whole and especially damon and elena’s relationship and perception in fandom; oh, and tyler and elena had an amazing and horribly underrated friendship that should have gotten a lot more focus than it did. (i’m still mad tyler was put on a bus so much rather than allowed to be like, present in the lives of his only remaining friends lmfao.)

#rorykillmore #asked #anti tvd #elena gilbert #delena #MEEKS THIS IS YOUR FAULT #I WAS GONNA GO TO BED #INSTEAD I SPENT AN HOUR AND A HALF WRITING THIS #apparently there are depths to my salt mines i had not yet reached #i don't always get mad about tvd bc i've totally moved on with my life of course #but when i do #i drink eat sleep and BREATHE that salt #and dos equis i guess

43 notes · View notes

caitlinsnicket · 5 years

Text

Don’t say it

Summary: The case is getting dangerous. This may be the closest call they've ever had, and Dean is ready to confess his feelings to Y/N. But something prevents him from doing that.

Characters: Dean Winchester, Y/N, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Jack Kline, Rowena.

Warnings: ANGST. Angst and a little bit of angst. Yeah, this is just angst and you’ll just get suffering from here.

Pairing: Y/N x Dean WInchester.

A/N:Clink clink bitch, I’m alive and back with some angst. The school literally killed me, but my vacations just came and I’m gonna try writing this week. I also have a lot of projects for Star Wars, so stay tuned! Anyways, prepare your ass, because you’re about to get fucked. Also, Y/N is bi in this imagine.

The portal was open, Sam read the spell once again and Jack kept interrupting him, asking questions. Meanwhile, Dean was trying to get the courage he always had to fight in battles but never seemed to find when he had to talk to Y/N. Speaking of which, she was in the other room, packing more supplies for the boys trip to another world. Dean stole glances to the door, catching her eyes sometimes. Castiel, who was checking on the portal, could hear the high thoughts of his best friend and was getting impatient. The same phrases, but in different tones, and always the same answer: “Oh Dean, I’ve always loved you too”, and then, kiss.

When the boys met her, she was a lone wolf, a hunter with lots of contacts, and even Rowena had heard of her. And, in the beginning, she didn’t want to be any close to them. According to her, “Getting too close to too many people gives you too many weakness. I’m good on my own”. Even though, after some convincing and solving some cases together, she agreed on a partnership. Occasionally.

Her relationships with the boys were very different. With Sam, it was a very intimate relationship. They shared beds, they shared clothes, food, books, nightmares, and hugs. But none of that was romantic or sexual, no. If anything, it was a sibling-like relationship, similar to Sam and Dean, but more open and physical.

With Castiel, it was more of a partnership kind of thing than anything else. She confessed to him a lot of things, feelings, thoughts, and the most profound things that crossed her mind. In return, he asked questions about human life and human interaction. Yes, she talked to Sam about that stuff too, but with Castiel, she felt more carefree. It was like she wouldn’t be judged by him, no matter what. Sam, on the other hand, had his morals and his way of living.

Y/N liked to act like Jacks teacher or older sister. She liked showing him new and old music, movies, books, and TV. She also liked to teach him trivial things, like names of constellations and bug species. He liked being around her, because she was patient, never screamed, and seemed truly proud of him when he used his powers. She felt like he was just a little bit lost, and deserved a chance.

Dean. They flirted. They fought together. They drank. They danced. They talked. They almost kissed more than once, and the longing stares into each other's eyes said a lot. Yet, they seemed to be the only ones who didn’t realize their feelings. Well, Dean realized. It could be the end of them, and he would never forgive himself if he didn’t tell her. So, reuniting the same courage he had when he went through hell, he got up from the couch and entered the small room.

“Hey. You okay?” She asked when he entered the room.

“Yeah, I’m good. You?” He propped himself in the shelf, and looking down, started to fidgeting his fingers.

She put the box back in its place and leans in the opposite shelf. Putting a lock of her hair behind her ear. A small smile appears on her face, and Dean’s stomach flutters with a good feeling. Every time she looked at him, smiled, simply breathed, Dean felt like a teenager. He was in love. It just made him more scared.

“Yeah, I was just getting some extra medkits, if you guys need it. It can get dangerous, and you need to watch out. For Jack and Sam, I mean. You’ll be fine”.

He giggled. Dean fucking Winchester giggled. Y/N is really messing with his head. They fall in comfortable silence, but she can feel Dean’s nervousness. She’s also nervous. In the other room, Rowena gets in the bunker, to keep the portal open, but before Y/N can get out to greet her, Dean closes the door and takes a deep breath. Without looking into her eyes, he runs his hand on the nape of his neck.

“Look, Y/N, I’ve been wanting to talk to you. This case, this… “Mission”, is a suicidal mission, we both know that. And, I’m not gonna lie, I’m scared. I’m scared for Sammy, I’m scared for Castiel, I’m scared for… Even for the boy. But, most important, I’m scared for you. Because I don’t know if I’m gonna come back, and I don’t want to imagine a future where you don’t exist-”

“Dean” Y/N tries to stop him, her voice low.

“I’m a sorry sweetheart, but if I don’t say this now, I’m not gonna say it never. What I mean is that I know you for some time now, and I-”

“Dean” Now, her voice is cracked and her eyes are glistening. Her expression is a painful one, almost like she didn’t interrupt him.

He stops himself and gets concerned, and Dean reaches out for Y/N’s arm, but she flinches away. Now, he is confused.

“I know. I know about your feelings. It can’t happen. I’m sorry, but I’m not gonna go through that again.” She tries to get out of the room, the tears almost falling from her eyes. Before she gets hold of the door, he grabs her arm and stops her from getting out. The first tear falls down, and quickly Dean wipes it.

“Hey sweetheart, it’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you. I don’t know what happened to your ex-boyfriend or whatever, but I could take care of you. I could-”.

“No Dean, you don’t understand. We both know how this works in this life. We- we meet someone, and then we get attached. And then something bad happens. We lose them. And we live to remember. I lost a girlfriend I had in high school, for a werewolf. I thought it was a coincidence, then a guy who I was friends-with-benefits was killed by a vampire. I realized that people that I loved died, simple as that. But then, I meet my girl. We were happy, and I thought that maybe I could be happy again. Maybe I could leave that pain behind. Two years ago she died”.

Dean was petrified. First, was it so obvious? Of course, he flirted a lot but got flustered when she flirted back. He hugged her 2 seconds more than a friend would. He stared at her lips when she talked, and liked to play with her hair when they were side-by-side in Baby. But he didn’t think she would’ve noticed. From her overreaction, obviously, she noticed. But he never expected her to feel it back (actually, he did, he just was scared to be turned down), neither for her to be so angry.

Yeah, he had his count of dead girlfriends himself, and he was cautious with the girls he hooked up too, but he felt like Y/N was the right person. Not only she knew how to defend herself, she knew about and understood the life, a life that he and she loved. She understood Dean, maybe more than he understood himself. He was in love with her, and, even scared with the “life spawn” of his love interests, he was willing to be brave and give himself entirely to her. Watching Y/N crying like that, made him want to cry.

“I know, in this life, things can get dangerous, but we can protect each other. We can make this work. We would be happy and-”.

“Come on Dean, stop dreaming. Look at us-” She gave him a sad smile through the tears “ We can’t sleep at night from the guilty, we can’t forgive ourselves. We both know what it's like to be the person that survives. I don’t want to and I can’t be that person again. And I don’t want you to be that person either. So-” Her voice became smaller the more she spoke, and that seemed to be physically painful for her to be saying that, “I think we should forget about it. I’ve been trying to repress this for months. So, maybe… Just maybe, if we don’t say it out loud, it doesn’t become truth. And then we can both move on. Please, Dean, don’t say it. I don’t want to lose you”.

He is too shocked to say anything, even to move. It gives her the chance to get out of the room, and to cross the library, running straight to her room. Rowena, Sam, and Castiel share a look, and silently decide to go talk to them, Castiel to Dean and Sam to Y/N. Rowena and Jack stayed there, the boy with a confused expression.

“What happened? Y/N seemed disturbed. Do you think she needs help?” He asks, already getting up.

“No Jack, sit down honey. I believe that this is a problem that only he can resolve”.

The boy nodded, and in the other room, Castiel waited silently for Dean to talk to him. Dean had tears in his face himself, as he never thought he would hear something like that. “I don’t see you in that way”, “ I’m already dating someone”, even “I like Sam”, but never something like that. He couldn’t help but feel loved. She was giving up her happiness, she was giving up being with him, to keep him alive. She loved him back. And he chuckled lowly. She loved him back, but she would never say it out loud. He would never hear her saying these words.

He would never wake up beside her, with their hairs all messed up, and kiss her neck until she woke up. He would never watch her walk down the aisle, a white dress and a shining gown. He would never hear them saying “yes” in front of their family, and he would never say it back. He would never cry when she told him that she was pregnant, nor spin her around the room while kissing her. He would never hold their newborn children. Because she would never tell him that she loved him back.

“It’s okay Dean. It’s okay”. Castiel got closer to the crying man and hugged him awkwardly. Not that Dean minded, he didn’t care at that point. They hugged each other for a long time, Dean sobbing in Castiel’s shoulder.

Meanwhile, in Y/N’s room, she panicked, sobbed, cried and threw things around, Sam outside of the closed door, waiting for the noise to stop. When it did, he softly knocked on the door, and waited a few moments before it opened. Her hair was messed, her face was red, her eyes puffy and her lip trembled. Sam entered the room and quickly closed the door, looking at her sadly. He knew how much they liked each other, and he also understood why they didn’t wanted to put each other in danger.

Then, she burst into tears, and he hugs her. She sobs, and says inchoerent things. They kept hugging each other for sometime.

“Did he told you?” He asked in a soft voice.

“No. I didn’t let him. He’s crazy Sam. You guys are about to go in a dangerous mission, and he comes with this? I almost told him. Sam I almost told him, what if he gets hurt? What if-”.

“Nothing is gonna happen. I’m going to protect him, Jack is going to protect him, we are going to come back. We’ll be fine. And, as much as I think that the curse thing is bullshit, you didn’t told him. According to your logic, you both are going to survive”.

She chuckled, and they stayed like that for a long time, until they had to go through the portal. Sam went back to the library first, and found Dean fiddling with his necklace. His eyes were red, and he seemed sad, but also determined to come back. There was an awkward silence in the room, interrupted by Rowena giving them the last advices. They were waiting for Y/N to say goodbye, but Dean probably wouldn’t be able to look her in the eyes. Before they gave up on waiting for her, she came back into the library, her arms crossed in front of her.

Weird glances, awkward looks and nervous smiles were shared between them, but Y/N knew better.

“Okay, so, it’s time” Sam nods, but keeps his head down “Jack, be careful” Y/N hugs him tightly “Remember, no matter what happens, I’m proud of you”.

They break free from the hug, and she follows the lead to hug Castiel. They didn’t need to exhange words, as he knew everything that crosed her mind. Their hug was full of meaning, but silent. Then, she went to Sam, and she smiled at him.

“You be careful. Take care of them. Come back safe. We still have some Game of Thrones to catch up”.

They chuckled, and then it was Deans turn. He didn’t expected to recive a hug, but Y/N pratically throws herself at him. They hold each other for sometime, but it’s a silent and painful agreement: Nothing is going to happen. Ever. Even if they can’t take the distance anymore, even if they almost die, nothing is ever going to happen. Because they love each other too much to put the other person’s life in danger.

“Please. Come back”.

He nodded with his nose buried into her hair, and then they get apart. She watches them go through the portal, tears in her eyes, holding herself from falling into the floor.

“You did the right thing. Love is weakness. You both are better off without this distraction” Rowena said, still sitted in the table, reading the book and keeping the portal open.

Y/N nodded, still holding herself.

“I hope you’re right”.

#dean #dean winchester #dean winchester x reader #dean winchester x you #dean winchester x y/n #angst #samuel winchester #sam winchester #sam #castiel #jack kline

49 notes · View notes

mimzy-writing-online · 5 years

Photo

A Witch’s Memory, an interview with the author, Mimzy Reiner

What is the premise of the novel?

A Witch’s Memory is a contemporary fantasy novel in the young adult age category. The story has three main characters. Ulric is a werewolf who lost his vision eight months before the start of the novel and is now legally blind. At the start of the novel he is returning to school after missing a full semester. Nobody at his school knows he went blind, not even his best friend Mason. All his classmates know is that he got sick and had to be pulled out of school. Mason is the only one who knows he’s coming back. The only person he’s ever told about his blindness is Anna, a fellow blogger he’s befriended online.

Two months ago Anna and her mismatched family of witches moved from the United Kingdom to the States so that her uncle could get a new job after being fired from his previous job as a university professor teaching Magical History. Anna and her brother Felix both suffer from partial amnesia due to a memory curse. They remember most of their lives but there are holes in their memories, memories of friendships and school subjects and special events that were erased. Neither of them is too thrilled about having to finish secondary school in America, but both want a fresh start away from reminders of their missing memories or the night they were both cursed.

On the first day of school Ulric realizes that the new student in his grade is Anna, his online friend. Anna realizes that Ulric closely resembles a friend she used to have in the U.K. and that the similarities are too eerie to be a coincidence.

And then there’s the matter that Ulric was blinded in an accident within a week of the night Anna and Felix were cursed.

Felix thinks their theory is ridiculous, absurd, and downright idiotic.

Who was deceived more?

More Below: how magic works in this world, the boarding school the novel is set in, the themes of the novel, inspiration, and many (many) pictures/visuals.

Tell us about the world of your novel, about the magic

In this world magic is as normalized as technology and science. There’s no big secret kept away from the humans. Everyone is out in the open with who they are. Witches, fairies, werewolves, and even vampires have a place in the world with no need to hide who they are. The novel focuses on two witches and a werewolf but humans and vampires and fairies have their place in the story. Ulric’s best friend Mason is a vampire. Anna’s roommate at boarding school is a fairy. Felix’s crush is human.

One of my favorite things to do in my writing is to turn the expected trope on its head. Vampires don’t kill when they drink blood because vampires only drink about a pint at a time and the human body can lose as much as two liters and still survive. Werewolves don’t need to transform during the full moon, but refusing to shift is beyond uncomfortable for them. Rather than losing control and blacking out when they transform, werewolves are completely aware and in control of their bodies. A familiar is the soul of a witch who died and was partially preserved in the form of a cat. No witch wants a familiar.

At the same time I also love playing with the stereotypes of magic. Witches do ride brooms in this world. Werewolves howl to find their fellow werewolves in the forest. Some vampires are immortal, but not all. Fairies are every bit as colorful as you see in cartoons, with interesting hair and skin colors.

Mixing the familiar and the unexpected is one of my favorite things.

What themes are present in your novel?

LGBTQA+

Anna, Ulric, and Felix are bisexual, and are at different levels of acceptance/understanding of their sexuality. Ulric’s known he was bi since he was 13. Anna realized it less than a year ago. Felix is only just starting to understand his sexuality. There are also several secondary characters who are LGBT. By my count there are eight characters who identify as queer in some way, whether in gender identity or in sexuality.

I am bi/pansexual and I am gender fluid, and being able to write queer characters means a lot to me.

Disability

Ulric is legally blind and a huge part of the novel is his acceptance of his disability and trying to get as much of his old life back as possible. Going back to school, getting back into athletics (like his school’s running group) and being with his friends is all part of that. I am blind myself and a lot my personal experience went into this novel, both from the technical perspective of how you navigate life with blindness and the emotional perspective of living with a disability.

There are a few secondary characters with disabilities and chronic illnesses.

Mental Health

I have a hard focus on recovery and healthy coping mechanisms. Anna and Ulric both live with PTSD and experience it differently. Felix has some self esteem problems he needs to work on. All three characters have varying levels of anxiety but directed at different things. It’s never used as a gimmick or a plot filler. Their mental health is a result of the traumas and influences they’ve experienced in their sixteen years of life.

Family

There is a lot of focus on parental figures and how they are flawed. Parents make mistakes, even when all they want is what’s best for you. This story sees the good and the bad in parents.

Other

There’s a lot of humor and whimsy woven into all the drama. I want magic to be whimsical and have an every day presence. There are some downright ridiculous moments of humor in the story.

What is the setting of the novel?

The novel is set at a boarding school in Pennsylvania called Silverstone Academy, where our three characters attend. There are also moments and scenes taking place in the local, sleepy town of Aberdeen.

Are there any favorite settings for your scenes?

Some of my favorite scenes take place in the library of the school. There’s something about it that makes for a perfect setting for a serious conversation. Inside the library is a reading room with an illusion spell cast on it that turns the walls and ceiling into a sky of stars.

In general I’m a fan of using seemingly average parts of the school campus.

A dark, mostly empty drama theater makes for a perfect place to talk with your friend about all your past crushes.

A pretty courtyard cast in warm afternoon sun is perfect for getting to know someone.

An quiet hallway in the science building is perfect for an argument.

What was the first moment of inspiration for this novel?

This story began some seven years ago but was for a long time left untouched. Then last January I had a dream of Anna trying to get away from danger on a broom she only barely knew how to ride. The memory of Anna on the broom calling out to Ulric stuck with me and I began writing it again, but from scratch. This story has taken a completely different direction from its first draft seven years ago.

Other Posts and Content for A Witch’s Memory

Including Excerpts and tag games about the characters

Anna:

Excerpt of Anna’s 1st Chapter

15 Question Interview with Anna

Felix:

Excerpt of Felix’s 1st Chapter Part One

Excerpt of Felix’s 1st Chapter Part Two

15 Question Interview with Felix

Felix meets Hayden

Ulric:

Excerpt of Ulric’s 1st Chapter

15 Question Interview with Ulric

Mimzy’s parting words:

If you’ve made it this far and have read the whole thing, I don’t know what to say. Thank you for listening. If this story of mine interests you, please follow this blog where I post/reblog writing advice, share progress updates on my novel, and sometimes include excepts of my favorite parts.

If you want to be added to the tag list, just comment on this post.

You can also find me on twitter (link: https://twitter.com/MimzyReiner)

If you want to support this production of this book, you can like and reblog this post and the links above.

I also have a ko-fi and the donations go to a savings account to manage the self publishing costs of A Witch’s Memory, including the audio-book (because if I’m going to write a blind character, I should make the story accessible to the blind).

https://ko-fi.com/mimzyreiner

Thank you and good night :)

#writing community #writing #writeblr #my wip #a witch's memory #my post #mine

52 notes · View notes

lynseylou · 6 years

Text

Backdoor Pilot “The Originals”

Because The Originals recently debuted their series finale, I thought I would share my rather lengthy recaps of the first six episodes of the series that I did a year ago. I was so pumped about the show I made my own Wordpress website and everything. Now I have these lonely recaps with nowhere to put them but here! Enjoy if you want.

In regular backdoor pilot fashion, this The Vampire Diaries episode begins with very forced exposition explaining why we as viewers are leaving/escaping the wonderfully supernatural Mystic Falls and entering, what appears to be, an even more sadistic and cutthroat, New Orleans.

“Welcome to the dark side of New Orleans,” says the random tour guide with rad facial hair, “a supernatural playground where the living are easily lost and the dead stick around to play.” Spooky.

But what exactly are we doing here? Klaus Mikaelson recieved a tip from everyone’s favorite doppelgänger, Katherine, that a witch with the name of Jane Anne Deveroaux is conspiring against him. Conspiring? Very vague. Could it be a trap set by Katherine and this Jane Anne Deveroaux? Let’s keep watching to find out!

While Klaus is making his rounds of murderous threats, Rebekah and Elijah are arguing back in Mystic Falls. As per usual, Elijah wants to help Klaus, like the loyal brother that he is, and Rebekah wants Klaus to go to hell.

“Where are you going?” Says the particularly pouty Rebekah Mikaelson.

“To find out who’s making a move against are brother, and then… I’ll either stop them, or I’ll help them. Depending on my mood.” Oh, Elijah! You crack me up when you’re indecisive about when its appropiate to murder.

However, through the collective perspectives of Hayley Marshall, a sassy werewolf girl in search of her family, and Sophie and Jane Anne Deveroaux, we find out Hayley is pregnant.

Holy cow! Remember a few episodes back when Klaus and Hayley have a super steamy one-night stand while amongst bonding over their perpetual loneliness and sorrow? I do!

But how could this be? Well, being that Klaus is both vampire and werewolf, the original hybrid, he can in fact procreate. If you weren’t on the edge of your seat already, you are now.

But back to Klaus. During his interrogation of a French Quarter witch, Klaus finds out that a vampire in charge, Marcel, won’t let the witches practice magic. Klaus finds Marcel singing his little vampire heart out at a bar. My first impression of Marcel? Hot. Second? Exudes confidence.

Klaus and Marcel approach with caution, and you don’t know if they’re going to kill each other. But they don’t! It turns out, Klaus and Marcel are old friends, in fact, Klaus sired Marcel. We also learn that the Mikaelson’s helped build New Orleans but were run out of town for some reason. So the plot thickens!

What exactly is the deal with Marcel? “Well we can tell you!” Says The Originals writers from beyond our TV’s. Marcel has quite a little vampire community. He has night-walkers, vampires who thrive under Marcel’s rule, and the inner circle, which are those who get to bask in the sunlight with the help of mystical daylight rings. It’s as if Marcel has complete control over the supernatural in New Orleans, and Klaus is jealous. However, Klaus focuses on the task at hand and asks Marcel what he knows about Jane Anne Deveraoux. What coincidence! Marcel is scheduled to hold a weird criminal trial in the middle of the street accusing Jane Anne of practicing magic.

But unlike an actual court of law, Jane Anne is publicly executed.

“Was that convincing? I studied law back in the fifties.” Oh Marcel, you can do anything you set your mind to.

Rats! Klaus didn’t get to talk to her before Marcel cut her throat open. But there is still hope! Klaus tracks down the sister, Sophie, where she works at a bar called Rousseau’s. Unfortunately, Sophie is to scared to speak due to the night-walkers that are following Klaus. Damn it Marcel! You foil everything! Fed up, Klaus threatens the night-walkers and lavishly orders them some scotch and hands the bartender a $100 bill (which will be important later).

Meanwhile, Elijah vamps through an alleyway and demands that Sophie Deveraoux tell him what the hell is going on. Of course, he articulates this request in a more respectful and Elijah-like fashion. He also kills a couple night-walkers while doing it, but that’s neither here or there.

Marcel is throwing a rave in his house/mansion and Klaus crashes, giving off murderous glances while searching the wild party for Marcel. Marcel calms Klaus down and shows Klaus to a balcony overlooking the city. We quickly learn that Marcel is smart and calculating, could he be another Klaus?

“Mmmm, new blood.” Marcel, don’t do it.

“Bartender. Walking alone at night. She’s either brave or dumb.” Klaus don’t encourage him.

“Brave, I let her live, dumb, she’s dessert.” Marcel, don’t eat the nice bartender.

Marcel quickly vamps off to go flirt or drink the bartender from Rousseau’s, while Elijah vamps in to inform Klaus of what he has found out.

Elijah takes Klaus to a creepy cemetery where Sophie Deveraoux reveals she has been holding Hayley captive for leverage over Klaus.

But why would should I care? Wonders Klaus, looking back and forth between Hayley and Elijah.

Because she’s pregnant the and carrying your baby Klaus.

Well, shit.

DENIAL, DENIAL, DENIAL, DENIAL!

Sophie Deveraoux reveals her evil plan. Jane Anne sacrificed herself in order to confirm the pregnancy, because the witches need help taking Marcel down. They need big bad Klaus Mikaelson. What better way to achieve that then by linking Klaus’s baby mama to Sophie, so that if any harm comes to her, the same harm happens to Hayley and the baby.

DENIAL, DENIAL, DENIAL, DENIAL!

Elijah is rather disappointed in his brother’s behavior, and expresses this child to be their best chance. At happiness. At a home. At family. However, Klaus doesn’t feel the same.

Klaus crashes, once again, Marcel’s rave and picks a fight with him. Seriously guys, just put in on the table and measure already.

“Now look at you! Master of your domain, prince of the city.” Klaus, could you have made a more obvious set up towards Marcel’s big monologue?

“Hey man, I get it. 300 years ago you helped build a backwater penal colony into something. You started it, but then you left. Actually, you ran from it. I saw it through. Look around. Vampires rule this city now. We don’t have to live in the shadows like rats. The locals know their place, they look the other way. I got rid of the werewolves. I even found a way to shut down the witches. The blood never stops flowing, and the party never ends! You want to pass on through? You want to stay awhile? Great. What’s mine is yours, but it is mine. My home, my family, my rules.” By the way, throughout this episode, every time Marcel says “rules” take a shot.

“And if someone breaks those rules?”

“They die. Mercy is for the weak, you taught me that, too. And I’m not prince of the quarter, friend. I’M THE KING!”

Well that does it. Klaus inflicts his fatal werewolf bite on one of Marcel’s inner circle, Thierry, and makes his grand exit.

Next commences the wonderful New Orleans nightlife montage. As Klaus is enjoying the festivities, he spots the brave bartender, she’s looking at a painter while he’s painting, and he approaches her. Her name tag says Camille, but she rejects that name because of the notion that its made for a grandma. We can call her Cami.

“And what do you suppose his story is?” Ask’s Klaus.

“He’s… angry. Dark. Doesn’t feel safe, and doesn’t know what to do about it. He wishes he can control his demons, instead of having his demons control him. He’s lost. Alone.” Hmmm… does this painters emotional state remind you of anyone else?

Cami apologizes for being an overzealous psych major, but Klaus reassures her, and whooshes away.

Klaus and Elijah meet up and Klaus admits that he wants what Marcel has. But Klaus? What are you going to do about the baby sized elephant in the room? To which he concludes, “every king needs a heir.” Not the most heartwarming, but we’ll take it, and so will Elijah.

Klaus now has a plan being put into action. Klaus gives Marcel his blood, which will heal Thierry, in order to get close to Marcel again. And it works. Now that Klaus is feeling all powerful again, he gives the lovely Caroline Forbes a call. But of course she never calls back. Ouch.

Rebekah doesn’t want to go to New Orleans, despite Elijah’s protests. She’s still upset apparently. Also it looks like the end of Elijah and Katherine. So sad.

And that was the amazingly epic backdoor pilot of The Originals!

Onto Power Rankings! Who are the top 5 characters that “slayed” this episode?

#5 goes to… SUPERNATURAL BABY!

Your heart beats strong, young one.

#4 goes to… Sophie Deveraoux!

Getting Klaus and Elijah Mikaelson into an alliance is no easy task.

#3 goes to… Elijah Mikaelson!

Kicking butt and taking names.

#2 goes to… Marcel Gerard!

Smooth talking, karaoke singing, king of New Orleans.

#1 goes to… Klaus Mikaelson!

You glorious bastard and all of your dysfunction.

To the characters that didn’t make it on this list, maybe next time.

Do you agree with my power rankings? What was your favorite part? Enlighten me in the comments!

#backdoor pilot #the originals #recap #the originals recap #the originals tv show

2 notes · View notes

were-cheetah-stiles · 7 years

Text

The College Years - Freshman Year (Chapter 11) - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “The Berkeley Morning News”

Characters: Stiles Stilinski & Reader/OFC

Warnings: Fluff, cursing.

Summary: Stiles and Y/N deal with the aftermath of what happened in Beacon Hills with Gerard, and find out about a new issue pertaining to the vampires in Berkeley.

Chapter Ten - Chapter Eleven - Chapter Twelve

"Isaac, my girlfriend is basically dying and you're about to flood my engine. Can you not break my car?! Who.. who even invited you to come here!" Stiles shouted, as he cradled your head in his lap in the backseat of his Jeep.

He heard the faint sound of Scott's motorcycle following behind them as they made their way to the animal clinic. He tried to concentrate on whether or not you were still breathing, but he kept getting distracted by the dried, black blood in the corner of your mouth and on your neck that he couldn't wipe off with his sleeve.

"Call Lydia again and see if she can hear anything about Y/N... CALL HER AGAIN, ISAAC." Stiles demanded, fear devouring his voice.

"Stiles, if you're going to sleep here to watch me and make sure I'm okay, the least you can do is shut off the TV and sleep in the actual bed with me." You whispered in his ear, as you leaned your head over his, gently rubbing his back to wake him up.

He had fallen asleep in the chair next to your bed again, watching your chest move up and down as you slept, until he, too, dozed off. Stiles groaned and swatted at the air, trying to get you to let him sleep. You looked at the clock at the bottom of the local news playing quietly on your TV. It was early; light just barely starting to come through your curtains.

"Stiles, come sleep in the bed." You whispered again in his ear.

He swatted at you once more and missed. You leaned over him, running your fingertips through the hair on the back of his head. He quietly cooed at your gentle caress. You wet your lips, leaned over, and gently kissed the back of his neck. He moaned softly. You kissed his neck again. His hand slid over the sheets, searching for your body. You moved down and whispered in his ear once more.

"Okay, okay, I am awake." He shot up in the chair, groggily, and stretched out his arms. "You should always wake me up that way."

You grinned and grabbed his wrist and pulled him into bed with you, his large body landing on top of yours.

"Shit, Y/N, what are you doing, I could've hurt you!" Stiles exclaimed, as he rolled off the bed and onto the floor, in an overly dramatic fashion.

"I'm fine, Stiles, just please get in bed with me. Please..." You reached out your hands towards him and waited for him to make a decision.

Stiles placed his hand in yours and climbed under the covers with you. "I just keep waiting for there to be a side effect from you doing what you did for Gerard... I'm scared, Y/N.. it was horrible to watch, and it's just hard to believe that nothing will come from it."

You snuggled up against Stiles' chest, the gray cotton of his shirt rubbed against your face. "We called my Dad and we saw Deaton, they both said I was fine. You've got to believe that that's true."

Stiles nodded and pulled his arms around your body, his left hand running through your dark strands of hair, while his right hand cupped your elbow. He felt you breathing on his chest, as he watched the early morning local news report on the lecture series at the University.

"Y/N.. Y/N, wake up." Stiles sat up straight in bed, and lifted you by the arm. "Look at the TV!" Stiles scrambled over you to find the remote. He turned up the volume.

"We are now able to confirm that Mary Henley, one of the first attack victims in Magnolia Park, this past January, has been brutally murdered by her boyfriend, Zachary Pillit. Pillit was also a victim of the attacks on January 20th at Magnolia Park. The current whereabouts of Pillit are unknown, and the police chief is calling this the 'most brutal' crime scene he has seen in decades. Henley was a...." Stiles turned the volume back down on the TV.

"I don't understand.. nothing has happened for weeks. We've been back from Beacon Hills for three weeks and there have been no attacks, nothing, why did they suddenly attack that girl.... and this is the first time they've gone after the same person twice." You asked, as you started to search for more information on your computer.

"I don't think that this was the vampires, I think this really was the boyfriend.."

"So I saved a homicidal maniac?" You said, staring at Stiles with a displeased look.

"Okay, Gerard didn't know two things: how they were made vampires and how to kill them, right? That right there..." Stiles pointed to a line in an article on your computer. "It says that he was an honors student with a job lined up at Apple after he graduated this semester. He had no priors. I don't think he was a murderer. I think he was a vampire. They had bit him or scratched him or something in the neck that night. I saw the wound, it was deep. What if it turned him?"

"So then we need to check in on the other victims, right?" You asked.

"Yea, we do.... Is your door locked?" Stiles asked, eliciting a confused look from you.

"My bedroom door? Not unless you locked it last night?"

"No, no, the front door. Is the front door locked? You just have the one lock on it, right?" Stiles got out of bed and began pacing the floor.

"Yea, it's one lock, why do you ask?" You watched as he paced around your bedroom.

"You need to start sleeping at my place. We have two deadbolts and a regular lock and a werewolf... all around, it's safer."

"You have all those locks because you live in a crappy neighborhood..."

"Just.. Y/N, you know, okay? You.. agh." Stiles ruffled his hair and furrowed his brow, the frustration showing in the wrinkles on his forehead. "I just... and you are... mmmf." He put his finger out, signaling for you to give him a minute.

"Stiles..." You laughed a little, crawled out from under the sheets and grabbed him as he walked by the foot of the bed. You pulled him by his t-shirt to keep him in place. "What's wrong?"

Stiles sat down on the bed next to you, staring at his hands in his lap. "I know that we haven't had 'the talk' yet, but in my head, you're my girlfriend, and after what happened in Beacon Hills with Gerard... You were out cold for an entire day after and you coughed up that black shit for a week. I was so... if something happened to you, and I could've stopped it, I would just lose my fucking mind. I just want to keep you safe, Y/N. The vampires, they saw your face and Scott's and we don't know if they know where you live, and they were so close to that party we were all at the other night... and part of me wonders if that was really a coincidence.. I don't want to lose you, and it would make me feel so much better if until we got a better handle on the vampire thing that you start staying with Scott and I."

You stared at Stiles for a moment, then pulled him backwards onto your bed. You got on top of him and began kissing him; your hands running through his soft, messy brown hair. He wrapped his arms around your back and held you tight against him.

"Wait.. wait..." Stiles pulled your head away from his. "Is this a yes?"

Ten <- -> Twelve

Let me know if you would like to be tagged in upcoming chapters! :)

@alexhmak @dontstopxx @iloveteenwolf24 @chivesoup @vampirepinary @parislight @surpeme-bean @snek-shit @mayahart02 @fuxkdean

286 notes · View notes

onepiecefeatstuff · 7 years

Text

Eternal | A Sanami fanfic | Part 2

Author note: This part of my madness is also highly influenced by War and Peace by Tolstoy, and The Great Comet of 1812, so every similiarity is not a coincidence but intentional. Easter eggs for everyone!

I hope you like it! ♥

A long time passed by until he saw her again. It was the 19th century, and this time, they were both in Russia. A Moscow before the flames, before the war with the French was so close that all celebrations stopped to evacuate. It was a Moscow filled with light, with music, with glee; that no eternal creature of that time would ever want to miss. Sanji was there because everyone was there, and truthfully, he heard of the most amazing ladies with bare arms and necks were in the capital of Russia. Plus he had the advantage of a cold and dark winter, which meant there was a smaller chance of sunrays burning his skin. Russia seemed like a perfect destiny.

He had been introduced to a world of posh parties and ballrooms, opera houses and mansions. In the privileged elite of Russia, everyone had their respective titles. Sanji heard the word “prince” so many times before the actual name of the person he was introduced to, it seemed like it had lost all sense of it. However, he decided to take it, too. Prince Sanji seemed to cause more effect than just Sanji, or no name at all. And there it was again: the image of the redheaded witch he met some centuries ago, and how he didn’t even catch her name. For all that he knew, she might have died and he would never find out. Or she could be alive and in Moscow. The single ray of hope never had vanished, even if he always ended up disappointed. He couldn’t help but to wonder if fate would ever cross them again, and most importantly, when would it be. And whenever he was single, that feeling became stronger.

Sanji ended up liking Moscow. It was a cold city, but there was always a bar nearby to drink vodka, or a fancy ball to attend to. Russianmen had a strange sense of humor, but they were nice, although he learned not to tell anyone he was French. The women were polite, yet very sensual. He could lose himself admiring them in those silky gowns. The vampire pack from Moscow welcomed him with open arms, having heard so great things about his work in other destinations: he had been to Italy, Spain, Germany… Sanji had always liked travelling and discovering new destinies, and if being a creature of the night had a perk it was that it was easy to find a home with other fellow vampires. They were always nice enough to let anyone stay in a couch, or, the fanciest ones, in their hotel (he didn’t know what some vampires had for hotels, but he was more of a restaurant person).

A countess whose name he forgot how to pronounce had invited him to another ball. After days and days of taverns at night and balls every evening, one could say he grew tired of them, but in the end, it was the best entertainment he had. Sometimes he would see a glance from a seelie, a fairy, or other creatures. He found a great werewolf by the name of Andrey, only to discover hours later that almost anyone was named Andrey in Moscow. It was either that, or Nikolai, apparently. He also met a few women named Marya, and some Natashas. If someone were to write a novel about this time, he thought, he could easily name every character after them and it would be the most representative sign of that society. But neither Natasha nor Marya was the name he was looking for in the crowd, in every crowd.

“You look like you could use a drink, asshole” someone told him at his back, and he turned to face the creature he despised more than anyone: Roronoa Zoro, from the Wild Hunt of the fairies. In the stories, he had realized when he first met Zoro, fairies look pure and graceful, but they’re nothing like that. Some are beautiful, but tricky and dark. Others, not even that. Zoro was strong, but stupid. The only thing Sanji was sure of was that he would always tell the truth, as seelies couldn’t lie.

“Nice to see you too, marimo” he muttered, and rolled his eyes.

“I can’t say it’s my pleasure, us hunters can’t lie.” Zoro said, but lend him a glass of vodka. It was always vodka in Russia.

“I can” he told him, taking a sip. It was strong, but he didn’t glitch. “But I won’t.”

Zoro waved him goodbye and walked away from him. It was always like this, their relationship, and he couldn’t describe whether he was a friend or not. They were acquaintances, Sanji thought. Acquaintances who enjoyed messing with each other.

He wandered around the ballroom, with his drink on hand. Some men approached him and he greeted them with courtesy, and he spotted some women pulling their head back and bashing their eyelashes when he came by. Certainly, those were his kind of parties, although he missed some of the greatest wine from France, and the smell of the Mediterranean cooking. And warm blood, of course. In Russia, blood ran colder, quite literally. He felt his fangs pressing his tongue at the thought of blood, and he knew he had to look for a distraction, something that could keep him away from his blood thirst.

That’s when he spotted a large group of men, grouped in a circle, around two ladies who sipped their beverages comfortably sat in a small couch. They both wore gloves and long, silky dresses with no sleeves. Their bare necks were embellished with pearl collars. They dressed so similar, Sanji thought, but looked so different. The taller one had her black hair in a lovely updo, and deep blue eyes that seemed to be staring straight at him. She had a mysterious gaze, as Sanji could not identify whether he was the cause of it, or if it was part of her nature; but when she blinked slowly, and placed her hand on her ear for nothing more than just a second, Sanji recognized the grace that belonged to no other mundane. The grace of a seelie, a real fairy. Not like that stupid marimo from the Wild Hunt. She looked like a black rose: beautiful and fragile, yet deadly. She had as many petals as thorns.

Normally Sanji would rush into the arms of a woman like that without hesitation, but when he looked at the girl beside her, his jaw fell open and if his heart would still be in function, it would skip a bit or even two. The girl had short, ginger hair and big brown eyes, and a familiar smirk on her lips when his eyes met hers. For a second, Sanji swore she winked at him, even; but she soon turned to the crowd of men and laughed like there was nowhere else she would rather be. Someone asked her a question, and while she was answering politely, Sanji got hypnotized by the way she was moving her hands. She had a unique grace and her movements seemed so natural yet so special, as if she was already doing magic. Maybe she was, Sanji thought, and all those men were just as helpless as he was, watching in awe and afraid to move, not daring to break the magical aura they were in.

But unlike the other men, Sanji had been waiting for her to reappear in his life for decades and even centuries, and he wasn’t going to throw away his first shot in a long time. He cleared his throat and walked through the crowd, careful not to hit anyone. The last thing he wanted was to start a punch fight. He did not like to fight with his fists.

The seelie had her head supported by her hand, in a successful attempt to make her look like she was thinking in something really interesting. Her eyes were sparkling when she met his, and she smiled directly at him, playfully.

“I believe we haven’t met, sir” she told him, and the whole audience turned to Sanji. They all seemed to wonder who that stranger was, and how did he get so lucky to be personally recognized by such a woman.

Sanji saw his opportunity to introduce himself like he had rehearsed year after year in case a situation like that would ever come. He had practiced every single word in his speech, and he had it all memorized somewhere in his head. The problem was that he couldn’t find it. He opened his mouth to speak, but he was only able to mumble nonsense.

“Does anyone here have a cat? Because this man seems to have lost his tongue.” The redheaded woman laughed, amused. She had a playful spark in her eyes, and Sanji was sure that she had recognized him. He also was sure that she was enjoying making fun of him, as well as the other men in the room, but he didn’t care about that. Just that look in her eyes was enough for him to take a step forward.

“I’m sorry to inform you that you must be mistaken, my lady” he said, with a little bow. “I am quite friendly with those furry pets.”

“That is a good quality indeed, don’t you think, Robin?” she turned to her older friend, who responded with the same amused tone.

“I do. Lord knows how much we care for those creatures.” Robin said, although Sanji noticed a tiny glitch in her little speech, and how she could be referring to anyone by just saying “Lord”. Seelies couldn’t lie, but they were known for manipulating the truth. “But it is true that my friend here has always felt a natural love for marginalized species.”

Sanji saw his chance in those words, and he lowered his body, turning to the witch.

“I would love to hear all about that, if you’ll allow me.” He said, kissing her hand like a gentleman. “But first, shall I know your name?”

Nami gave him a thoughtful look, then returned to her little laughter. “I don’t know, shall you? It’s only fair if you give me yours.” That said, she took his hand and headed to the center of the ballroom. Sanji looked back at the crowd, now dividing, and Robin winked him an eye.

“Sanji, at your service.” He said, and placed his hand in her hip. “Would you like to dance?”

“I thought I already made it clear” she answered, but placed her hand in his shoulder, and started to lead. “You can call me Nami.”

Sanji couldn’t have explained how they got there, but suddenly they were dancing in the middle of the room. When he recalled that memory hundreds of years later, he would describe it as nothing but electrifying. The atmosphere was intoxicating, with lights and people all around them, but he couldn’t see anything but her face glowing in the light, her hand on his shoulder, her lead.

“How do you like Moscow, little vampire?” she whispered, and he swore that for a moment, he had chills in his undead body.

“At first, I did not like it much.” he admitted “But nights are longer, and coldness is not a problem for a vampire.”

“I believe that what makes a city pleasant is the company” Nami said. “It is such a shame that I can’t stay for much longer.”

Sanji didn’t know where he found the courage and the strength to do so, but he spun her around only to make her fall in his arms again. For a moment, the gaze she gave him made him think that she was going to kill him in that second. But then she smiled, and she heard her giggle, and it sound so pure he wished to have the power to bottle that laugh forever.

“I see you’re making the most of it.” she said “You dragged everyone’s attention, you fool.”

He looked around to see everyone standing still, almost frozen, staring straight at them.

“You give me no choice now.” Nami told him, and dragged him, running. “Time for a disappearance!”

They ran across the room, and fled to the corridors, where she surrounded him in a corner.

“I’m having a déjà vu right now” she purred, and her cat eyes sparkled. He hadn’t known how much he had missed them until that moment. “If you weren’t a vampire, I would have said you look pale.”

“I’m just wondering why did you do that.” He told her, but it wasn’t the whole truth. Yes, he wanted to know why she fled like that, dragging even more attention towards them, but that was like wanting to know when the next catastrophe would happen. Nobody could predict where a hurricane would hit next, and in his mind, Nami was that. She was a force of nature, wild and unpredictable.

“A warlock lives for the drama. If I don’t leave an impression, how will history remember me?” she opened her arms, and for a second, Sanji thought she was about to make a spell. Then again, he didn’t know how warlocks did magic, he had never asked before.

“I know what you’re probably thinking now.” Nami told him, although Sanji wasn’t sure of that. “The rest of the downworlders don’t seem to get it.”

“We don’t get what exactly?” he asked, confused.

“You think it’s stupid to care about our legacy if we’re eternal, but you know what? Eternal doesn’t mean invincible. I can still die, and I think about it every day. I don’t see what’s wrong with wanting people to remember you.”

“I don’t” Sanji said, and rushed to clarify his answer when she looked at him, confused. “I don’t think it’s stupid, I meant. But then again, you could always make a scene in the ballroom with all eyes on you.”

“I like when people look at me, indeed” she responded, getting closer to him. “But I don’t want those shadowhunter idiots to track me down. Plus, I couldn’t have done this if we were still there.”

Before Sanji could ask what she was referring to, she pulled him off the furry jacket he was wearing and kissed him. On his lips. Sanji froze, unable to react to the situation, and when she separated his lips from hers, he touched his lips.

“Why did you do that?” he asked, looking at the ground. His heart didn’t beat anymore, but he felt as if were about to get out of his chest.

“Because I wanted to.” she answered with a devilish smile and a playful look in her eyes. “Take it as a goodbye gift. Things are about to get messy in Moscow and I wouldn’t like to be here to witness it, I would recommend you to do the same.”

She turned over her heels, and Sanji could see her ankles for a second. Thirst and lust were overcoming him, more than ever. It was almost intoxicating. With one little gesture of her hand, she opened a portal, and much to his surprise, Robin appeared on the other side of the corridor, running to her side. He had never asked about their relationship, and now he regretted it. Seelies didn’t have many friends, due to their nature, but they seemed to be really close.

“Wait!” he implored an octave higher than he wanted to. He sounded desperate, and he felt his knees weak. “Where can I send you a letter?”

Robin entered the portal, giving him one last smile, and Nami entered a foot before turning to face him.

“It’s 19th century Russia, little vampire. Women can send letters too.” She said, and waved him goodbye.

#sanami #sanji x nami #one piece fanfiction #nami #sanji #inspiration: shadowhunters

10 notes · View notes

constantviewings · 5 years

Text

The TV Show Trials - Lore

Lore is a horror anthology television series developed by the creator of the podcast of the same name, Aaron Mahnke. The show combines documentary footage and cinematic scenes to tell horror stories and their origins.

After two months in a row of reviewing serial TV shows, I decided to take a break and watch another anthology series. For some reason, I was originally under the impression that this was going to be a fiction series (mostly because I hadn’t researched it before I watched it) but I was pleasantly surprised by the documentary-cinematic hybrid. Before I review each episode individually, I will mention that the entire series is only twelve episodes so I was unable to review my regular fifteen episodes.

They Made a Tonic

Before we knew how disease spread, medicine was as much superstition as it was science. And in the small New England towns of the 1800s, there is a belief that consumption can only be stopped by making sure the dead are actually dead.

This episode was the perfect introduction to this series and I was incredibly surprised by the amount of random information that I learnt from this episode. Such as the origin of the phrase ‘saved by the bell’ and the cultural origin of vampires; something I thought was completely originated in fiction.

Echoes

Dr Walter Freeman is the father of the icepick lobotomy. He believes the ten-minute procedure will all but end the need for the mental hospital. He has the best of intentions but winds up creating an entirely new kind of horror story.

I didn’t think it was possible to go from not knowing who someone was to hating them in the span of twenty minutes, but this episode did just that. Though this episode wasn’t the most entertaining, it provided an insight in a practise that I thought was long dead by the fifties.

Black Stockings

In 19th century Ireland, folklore has a strong hold. Michael Cleary is convinced his wife, Bridget, has been replaced by a fairy called a changeling. And his belief drives him to the most extreme act.

This is the highest rated episode of the series and I understand why. That being said, I don’t have much to say about this episode as I don’t remember most of the information it presented; which may mean that I didn’t enjoy it too much.

Passing Notes

In 19th century America, at the height of the Spiritualist Movement, a haunted house is not just the stuff of ghost stories. Many believe the dead can talk and, sometimes, will come back from the other side to wreak havoc on the living.

This episode is my second favourite of the first season and the last episode I watched; as I somehow managed to skip it. I feel, as more episodes cover similar phenomena, I should preface that I don’t believe in ghosts, demons, or anything else of that kind. That being said, I thoroughly enjoyed this episode.

The Beast Within

Werewolves are now movie monsters. But they were once thought to be all too real. In 1589, villagers in Bedburg, Germany, are convinced that werewolf is killing women and children only to discover the killer is really one of their own.

This episode covers the origin of another fictional legend, werewolves. While I somewhat enjoyed this episode, I wish the origins of a silver bullet being able to kill a werewolf had been covered in the episode; even though they have no relation to The Werewolf of Bedburg.

Unboxed

Robert Gene Otto is a child without friends. That is, until he received a doll as a gift. He names the doll after himself, Robert. They become fast friends and soon the boy believes the doll is real. But to everyone else…Robert the Doll is a curse.

Robert the Doll is an entity that genuinely spooks me, not because of any supernatural reasons, but simply because he looks gross. This is my favourite episode of the series as it covered a topic that I already knew parts of, but also revealed information that I didn’t know.

It should be stated here that Season 2 takes a completely different approach to Season 1 as it turns from a combination of dramatisations and documentary footage to strictly cinematic portrayals of spooky historical events.

In The Name of Science

Two shunned Irish immigrant in Scotland start off as grave robbers to sell the dead to doctors, but decide that creating their own inventory is much easier, and become the most prolific mass-murdering due in history.

Thanks to my obsession with Horrible Histories, both the books and the TV series, in my younger years I already knew the full story of Burke and Hare. Unfortunately, that made this episode almost unbearable to watch; its extended runtime of 50 minutes didn’t help either.

Mirror, Mirror

The ageing Countess of Blood, running out of virginal peasants to drain of their youthful essence, brings in a bright-eyed noble to start a new cycle of torture and murder.

The first thing I noticed upon starting this episode was the drastically different runtime from the previous episode, a meagre 20 minutes. This is a recurring issue with the second season that I will elaborate further in my final thoughts. Another issue with this episode is that I didn’t know who Elizabeth Bathory was before I started this episode, and frankly I still don’t care.

Ghosts in the Attic

In the German hinterlands, between World Wars, a family goes to bed, not knowing that their killer has been living in the walls and attics of their home like a ghost, watching, waiting for his chance to strike, in one of the most famous unsolved mysteries of all time.

Much like almost every other episode in this season, this episode is extremely boring and slow paced. It doesn’t help that the acting in this episode isn’t great either.

The Curse of the Orloj

As two clockmakers race against the curse of the Orloj, a curse that has already driven the city of Prague to madness and death with the Black Plague, these brothers will discover the price of trying to change history.

There are three words to perfectly surmise my thoughts towards this episode: I don’t care. I uttered this phrase under my breath almost every ten minutes and I kept checking the runtime to see how much of this I had to bear until it was over. If these two things don’t tell you how much I despise this episode, I don’t know what will.

The Witch of Hadley

A young woman, raised in a town controlled by a religious zealot, must rectify a fatal mistake before a ravenous mob hangs the Old Witch, Mary Webster, in this story set just 11 years before and 100 miles from Salem, Massachusetts.

First off, Mary Webster was already covered briefly in season 1 where a character says “you are haunted by Goody Basset, a witch hung the 6020s” . That’s all you need to know about her, so why did they make a fifty minute episode elaborating on a single sentence? Not to mention that Mary Webster doesn’t have anything to do with the Salem Witch Trials and the fact that she was killed 11 years and 100 miles away from them is pure coincidence.

The Devil and the Divine

In 1922 only one person, Jack Parsons, believed that we would send a rocket into space and conjure a demon. By 1952 he had done both. But all he cared about was the Scarlet Woman he had both summoned, and lost, Marjorie Cameron.

Here we are that the only good episode in season 2. The main reasons I covet this episode so much higher above the others is because it’s a well-made episode and it isn’t mind-numbingly boring.

Final Thoughts:

Season 1 what great, Season 2 was terrible

The runtimes for Season Two’s episodes were inconsistent ranging from anywhere between twenty and sixty minutes

Did I like this show? Season One, yes. Season Two, no.

Will I continue watching? As Lore hasn’t been renewed for a third season, I can’t continue watching it, but I will give the podcast a chance.

#The TV Show Trials #Lore

0 notes

drink-n-watch · 5 years

Text

Hi Crow, how has your week been? Mine has been busy but generally all right. Did you read Karandi’s post on Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba? I think I’m generally more indulgent on anime but she brings up some fair points. It also made me realize that I may be approaching Demon Slayer from a slightly different angle than a lot of fans. And that angle is camp. When I was a kid The Lost Boys was one of my favourite movies, and it’s this same type of atmosphere and experience that I get from Demon Slayer.

Hi, Irina! Week’s been fine — insanely busy, but that’s par for the course! Yep, I read Karandi’s post, and I agree she brought up some fair points. I wouldn’t say we’re more indulgent in the approach we’ve taken. I’d say we’re so into the characters and the plot that the pieces that would other not work fade into the background.

So you see Demon Slayer as camp? I can see that. There are definitely times Tanjiro reminds me of Asta from Black Clover. Tanjiro has a little less of the over-the-topness I associate with camp, but the elements are there.

Oh, I’m bold this week — and you should watch out for spoilers!

why do I feel like I forgot something…

So far Demon Slayer has stuck to a tightly linear narrative. Each episode picks up the second the previous one ended, and sometimes a few seconds earlier for context. As such, we got thrown right back out on that crowded street with the unknown man turning into a demon while Kibutsuji was slowly walking away with his family. Were you as surprised as I was by how quick that transformation was?

Yes, I was. I started to wonder why he doesn’t just turn everyone into a demon. Then I realized he be creating competitors for his food supply, and he wouldn’t want to do that. That was a chilling scene…

Sort of makes you wonder what Nezuko’s transformation was like. Well, that’s a horrible thought.

let’s just not think about it

As I predicted the police did get called in but Tanjiro managed to stay out of trouble by being a kid and a little help from an unexpected source. Still, it was pretty lucky that Tanjiro didn’t get hauled off to jail, it’s not as if anyone could make bail for him and poor Nezuko would have been left all alone by the stand.

Yes, you did predict that! You aren’t reading the scripts in advance, are you? If you are, could you share? Tanjiro definitely needs to keep his responsibilities in mind. This city is a completely new world to him, and he’s not going to be able to recognize some forms of danger at all!

Hahaha … of course…what’s that over there?

you didn’t see nothing!

Both the freshly transformed demon man and his wounded wife got scooped up by a mysterious demon claiming to be a doctor, and her young companion. She has some hallucinogenic blood scent power that I didn’t quite get and that seemed a bit tacked on to me. Their appearance seemed a bit too convenient so I was suspicious. What did you think of Tamayo and Yushiro?

I don’t recall ever seeing a blood-based pheromone power before. Ants and other creatures use pheromones to communicate, even over distances, so I think that makes it plausible.

As for the coincidence of them happening to be there? Part of me wants to blame Karandi (jokingly, of course) for making us more sensitive to that kind of thing! Part of me wonders: Given what we learn about her motives later, was she shadowing Eviler Michael Jackson (err, Kibutsuiji)? If so, she’s awfully brave. That’s an astonishingly dangerous thing to do.

how am I supposed to feel about this? oh right: terrified!

This was just the opening scene folks. In the meantime, Kibutsuji just calmly walked away. I’m probably going to repeat this every episode but I really adore his voice and the delivery, as a matter of fact. I looked it up and he’s played by Toshihiko Seki. Unfortunately, I haven’t seen him in much except as Senketsu in Kill la Kill and I don’t remember the performance that well. Well, he’s certainly killing in here….Ha!

I see what you did there!

We have this almost instinctive tendency to equate a good father and husband with a good man. From the little, we see Kibutsuji is doting and caring to both his human wife and daughter. Careful to keep them out of danger and gentle. And yet he’s also the type of man who would brutally murder a group of drunk strangers over a stray word. He certainly does not like comments on his appearance.

Can we talk about his encounter with the drunks for a moment? When the drunk staggered into him and got irate, Kibutsuji tried to stay calm and even apologized! But the drunk pushed his luck, and the demon back-handed him so hard the impact against the wall killed him. He killed the other man, who turned out to be the dead man’s older brother, in an even more brutal way.

this is a reasonable reaction

But the poor girl? The way he killed her? I watched the episode a few hours ago, and I’m struggling to remember as brutal and horrific killing in any of the anime I’ve watched. Kibutsuji killed the first two out of anger. He was stone-cold when he killed the poor girl. For me, that was one of those “Welp, guess we’re not in Kansas anymore!”

Kibutsuji is one of the most dangerous types of evil characters: He can tightly control his emotions.

I think we may be staggering into the “unknowable” evil category. To him, killing is just an ordinary response and doing it so cruelly, simply a way to spice it up a bit. Like getting a breakfast sandwich instead of just a pastry for breakfast. But something triggered him.

I didn’t realize how present he was in the episode until I looked over my screencaps

Also, it seems that he has now decided to go after Tanjiro. Not directly, of course, but he sent a couple of hench demons. Is it just me or does Kibutsuji seem a bit flustered by Tanjrou’s presence? Why? From his perspective, he shouldn’t have much to fear…

Not from Tanjiro, maybe, but do you remember the flashback with the other demon hunter? The one with the same earrings as Tanjiro? Looks like his flash earrings are for more than just decoration!

I just thought that was the eyecatch….good thing you’re here.

Tanjirou goes back to pick up Nezuko and I am very glad to see they addressed the udon issue. Having families ripped apart, with loved ones brutally murdered is one thing, but wasting perfectly delicious looking udon….

I know, right? The poor stand owner was beside himself! I was very glad that Tanjiro ate two helpings. And both looked as good as the first!

yes, they did!

This is when the siblings meet up with Yushiro again who has come to lead them to Tamayo’s home and clinic(?). I really liked how Tanjirou just jumped to defend his sister’s pride! Well, Yushiro had no right disrespecting Nezujo. I mean, come on! Yushiro actually makes a pretty good foil for the rather one-note Tanjirou. I like their little frenemy dynamic and I think it brings out a much more fun aspect of our protagonist. What did you think?

Agreed. Though I’m still going to hold a grudge for how he spoke of Nezuko. <grumbling> “Eyesore?” What an idiot… </grumbling>

Crow wrote a scene for this episode

We finally get some good old exposition courtesy of Tamayo. It seems she, like just about every demon, was turned by Kibutsuji over two decades ago. In that time, she’s managed to modify her body to survive on nothing but small amounts of donated human blood. She also turned Yushiro into a demon to save his life but has never managed to turn anyone else. As a result, the boy is fanatical….let’s say “devoted” to her.

Tamayo is desperately trying to find a way to break the demon curse. Which is great news for Tanjiro. However, she needs to study a variety of demon blood to devise a cure, and that may be a bit tricky to come by. What do you think of this plan Crow?

I think we just saw a quest-type plot be born right before our eyes! Seriously, I think it’s a great way to focus on his journey. Not sure how it’ll interact with the missions delivered by his Kasugai Crow. And if his mission in Tokyo was to destroy Kibutsuji, then I don’t see how he’s going to succeed. Still, I think it’s a mutually beneficial arrangement.

And do you have any idea why Tanjiro didn’t jump all over the idea of modifying Nezuko’s body so she wouldn’t be tempted to kill humans? To make her more like Tamayo? I think he should jump at the chance to let her speak again, at least!

Or am I missing something?

no, nothing

You know, the more demons we see, the more I realize there’s no reason for Nezuko to not be able to speak. She can easily take that bite out of her mouth just when she needs to say something.

When Tamayo mentioned that “something” must have happened to her during the to years she was hibernating, I couldn’t help but worry that it was brain damage. That’s why she’s acting like a child or small animal when she was a perfectly coherent girl before.

That’d be terrible, wouldn’t it? Something’s going on, because the way she reacted to Tanjiro stroking her cheek was adorable — but it bordered on puppy or kitten-type adorable. It wasn’t the reaction of a human sister. And the way she just laid on the floor with her legs in the air? I don’t think a young lady like Nezuko would do that. And the writers are too good for that to be an accident. Something’s up.

undeniably adorable

This scene also solidified the analogy between demons and vampires. We seem to be mixing and matching monster traits for an ultimate nightmare. I’m not against it.

The Lost Boys meet The Howling? Or maybe The Werewolf of London?

This episode was relatively calm, with none of the signature high action scenes demon slayer has been mesmerizing us with. Of course, that is all going to change next episode, as in the final moments, Kibutsuji’s lackeys find them all at Tamayo’s place and get ready to exterminate some earring wearing slayers.

We finally get a good look at these two and once again, I’m diggin’ the design. The garish shock of colours and blunt lines really works well to create unnerving yet very unusual looking bad guys. Did you like their first appearance?

The girl reminded me of Claire from Claymore — in a good way. They looked evil, and they looked like the enjoyed being evil. The tension of expectations between the pretty bouncy balls and their devastating impact on the house (and presumably on anyone they hit) was another nice touch!

I really like the colourful bouncy ball

Last thoughts? Predictions? Fears…..

My fear is that our guess about Nezujo’s mental state is correct. That would be an interesting for the plot, but yet another cruel stroke of fate for Nezuko!

Well, this is grim but there’s hope. Tanjiro finally has some powerful allies by his side and even a chance at a cure. That is if he can survive the next episode.

Want to read our past reviews?

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Episode 01: Cruelty

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Episode 02: Crow will Protect Me

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Episode 03: Sabito and Makomo

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Episode 04: Final Selection

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Episode 05: My Own Steel

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Episode 06: A Friend fo All Humans

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba Episode 7 – Not A Boy’s Hands And The Happy Family

that’s not how it’s spelled…

As usul I took a completely unreasonable amount of screenshots an I’ll share a few here. I’ve decided to upload them all to imgur because I think it will be easier for you guys to see the higher quality images there. If you are interested the gallery is HERE.

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba Episode 8 – Vindictively of course Hi Crow, how has your week been? Mine has been busy but generally all right. Did you read…

#action #anime #Demon Slayer: Kimetsu No Yaiba #Horror #shonen #supernatural

0 notes