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Vampire's Kiss | Chapter One

Pairing | Vampire!Jungkook x Reader

Word Count | 3,7k

Warnings | +18, hate and prejudice about vampires, mentions of blood and sex

⤷ Summary | Humans have finally unveiled and accepted the centuries-old existence of vampires, in a modern world people share their lives with these peculiar and mysterious creatures, but it is not all roses.

Will two souls belonging to such different species be able to be together?

➢ Author's Note | Hi, guys! ❤️ This is the first chapter of Vampire's Kiss, please let me know if you like the story, it would be really good for me! 🥰💜

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"Do you know what happens when a vampire invites you out?" You roll your eyes, aware that Mirae is not yet finished with her rant, "Let's hear it, what?" "You never come home and are found in a forest, hanging from a tree, drained," was her solemn reply, she looks at you with stern eyes from behind the thick lenses of her glasses, you smile at her vivid imagination. "Sis, you know that we now live in a society where vampires are accepted by everyone and drink only donated blood, yes?" her frown if possible deepens more. Vampires for a few years now have been leading a healthy lifestyle for everyone, they no longer attack the living, and to have more control over their actions the government sends to their homes every two weeks a bag of blood from the donor they have chosen based on blood type, otherwise they can support themselves by eating the same food as humans, especially undercooked meat. It came to such a condition after all the bloody clashes that took place, both humans and vampires found themselves tired of fearing they would not make it to the next day, so the current arrangement had been arrived at that allows you to coexist without too many problems. Unfortunately, there is always someone who does not accept the new way of life, and your younger sister is one of those someone, she does not trust vampires.

"They're just waiting to come back as strong as they used to be, then they'll start to see us as tasty blood bags again," she hisses, glancing evilly at the page you opened from the PC. This is a dating site for vampires, from which many mixed couples have also sprung. Your best friend for example was happily married last year to her boyfriend, a vampire she met through this very site. You've met him, Shawn is just the sweetest guy and doesn't deserve the derogatory designation of "bloodsucker," as Mirae enjoys calling him instead whenever your best friend video chats with you and is with him. "You hang out too much with those extremist freaks on campus," you look at her harshly; she had joined a crazy group two years ago where they preach hatred of vampires, and she has totally changed since then. She is young and easy to be influenced, you just hope she doesn't go too far. You've tried to convince her to drop that subspecies of a cult, but her crush on the Leader of the Muggles is stronger than common sense, "And now I'd like some privacy!" "I don't want a vampire brother-in-law, I'll never accept that!" she exclaims in turn, before walking out slamming the door to your room, you feel the strong urge to yell insults at her, but you restrain the urge and refocus on the still active web page.

Many faces are silently watching you, and there's no denying that each one is fascinating in its own way, but you don't feel any chemistry, nothing that makes you say, "That's him!" so you go on searching for at least another hour, but still nothing. You could simplify things, date human guys who would surely be easier to find around, after all you've already done that and had a great time, but there's something about the idea of getting bitten that appeals to you. You've read around that vampires like to consume blood during sex, this happens mostly between couples, at that moment it's not just feeding, it's a kind of connection that goes on on both sides, a level of intimacy that provides an almost painful pleasure, you definitely want to try it to satiate your curiosity, and maybe you'll even find the right man for you. Ellen, your best friend, even hinted at some things, but she never went further with the details because it is something too personal to tell, she didn't even explain to you how she - human girl - shared the experience with her boyfriend, since then your brain has never stopped thinking about it for a moment.

You wearily squint your eyes deciding to end your search for the time being, you are tired and certainly cannot waste any more precious hours of rest, your job as an assistant is hell, especially when you have a disgusting caricature of a menstruating man for a boss. "Honey, it's ready!" you hear your mother shout from the kitchen. You haven't lived with your parents for a long time, but every now and then you take a little break to visit them, the only bad thing about these meetings is your younger sister of course. You put on your shoes and walk to your bedroom door, heading to the kitchen, where you find your mother preparing dishes for her meat and potato stew, your mouth is already watering! "Mom..." you look at her with affection, you adore your mom, she cooks like a god and is always understanding, the sweet woman who raised you always knew what to say at the right time and also knew how to measure her words, unlike your father who is a little more like Mirae character-wise.

"Take a seat, come on! Otherwise the food will get cold," she says kindly, patting you lightly on the back, you follow her order and sit to the right of your father, who is staring at the television with a grim expression, his reading glasses hanging from the bridge of his nose, almost following his mood. "Something wrong, dad?" "Another dead body, this time a man at a gas station, not a trace of blood in his body... not a drop," he mutters, you tighten your lips. You know what he'll say next, he doesn't trust vampires. "You know they're not all the same, dad... Tomorrow you'll hear about a human man who killed his employer, don't forget that our kind commits evil deeds too." "But our government helps them! They want live prey, not a sterile bag!" you try to reply, but promptly Mirae comes to her father's aid in his words, contributing to that stifling closed-mindedness. "Dad's convinced too, see?" your sister raises her nose up in a saccharine manner and your stomach clenches, suddenly losing your appetite. Your mother arrives at that moment with steaming plates in the tray, you sigh intercepting her glance, and yes, maybe in such cases it's better not to say anything else.

"You sent the message to Park Jimin, yes? The one where I ask him if he can ask his boss to agree to a dinner to get us on the same page regarding the compatibility of our companies, yes?" You stare at your boss's sweaty face with a smile, even though inside you are screaming. Maybe it's middle age or the fact that his wife left him demanding maintenance, the fact is that he has become more paranoid and oppressive over the past year. "Mr. Kim, I have already contacted Park Jimin and he indicated that he would give me an answer shortly," the man nods, relaxing a bit. The life of the company depends on this agreement, you know. If Kim Seokjin had incorporated your boss's small business then it would have saved you from the broken bank, and as a result your salary would have been even more substantial, but you don't put much hope in that. As mentioned, you are on the brink of the broken bank, which means your efforts do not pay off, so why should Kim Seokjin accept it? In the company where you work you are a bunch of suburban writers and journalists, your magazine is old stuff now. The only way to save everything is to assign you to something else, something your boss evidently never thought of in order to get you up and running again.

"... - it's a crazy thing that a vampire would go to such lengths!" the old man finishes, you realize you haven't been listening to anything at all, but from the last sentence you got the gist of it.

Yes, Kim Seokjin is a vampire, and yes, he goes out in the daytime to have his picture taken with yet another model hanging on his arm.

Vampires can be in daylight, the sun gives them mild eye irritation, which is why - particularly in summer - they use sunglasses, but otherwise no problem, they live like normal humans, just with a little more sunscreen.

And your boss is tremendously envious of all that is Kim Seokjin.

But if you want to hold on to your job you need to talk to Jimin, you've known him since college, he was dating one of your friends at the time and fit in very well in your friendship group, despite being the only non-human present, even when he broke up with your friend he made it clear that he wanted to remain your friend, but you didn't see each other as often as you would have liked.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" you almost jump out of your chair at the lighthearted voice of your colleague, Valentine.

You cast her a suspicious look, "What do you mean?"

Her pretty face breaks into a wide grin, but to you it was like seeing a fox sneer.

"That dating site, right? Vampire's Kiss! Do you know they even made an app out of it? That Kim Seokjin is really a monster of genius."

"Kim Seokjin?" you ask with confusion, has he now also put his hand in the area that was in charge of relationships? Your colleague squints.

"You've been visiting Vampire's Kiss for a week and never wondered who came up with it and put it within everyone's reach?" you arch an eyebrow, of course you didn't know, you're interested in more than just that site! Users signing up for example, not its developer, "Ah! Forget it, just answer me!"

The temptation to tell her to go to hell makes your lips tingle, but you finally respond with a polite smile.

"I haven't found anything yet, actually."

"Take any one, they're all the same."

You widen your eyes, "How?"

Valentine moves her hand hastily, "Vampires, they're all the same! Take any one for experience, they all have the characteristics we're looking for," she says, as if it were obvious you were looking for someone just for fun and nothing else.

But you are not like that, you have enough failed relationships behind you precisely because every one of your partners was looking for that, fun. And you're fed up, you want a healthy, real relationship, not something to try one night stands.

"I don't want just anybody, and I'm not just talking about sex... I'm looking for a relationship actually."

Without warning she bursts out laughing, soundly even. Gritting your teeth, unnerved by her behavior, she recovers for a moment wiping away imaginary tears, "You can't be serious! Vampires were not created for humans, they don't see life the way we do, the most we can do with them is to experience some fun things, but then each to their own way," she says using a cute tone, as if she's looking at a little girl who lives on dreams.

"I'm happy to see things differently from you," after answering her that way you go back to your horrible job, earning a resentful look from her.

"Look it's not just me saying this, a friend of mine recently broke up with one of those guys there, she got dumped" she mutters, you sigh.

"Has the thought ever crossed your mind that we are not all the same? You don't have to rely on other people's experiences, start making your own instead."

Maybe you've been too harsh, so you turn to apologize to her, well, you're sorry you used a brusque tone just because you don't like her way of thinking, but you catch her fixing her lipstick quietly, even sending a flying kiss to her own reflection, you narrow your eyes and refuse to talk to her again. You have better things to do than to listen to ignorant, self-absorbed people.

You rather concentrate on the speech you are writing for your boss, it must be ready before 3 p.m. and without that he would not have been able to say a single word during the meeting with the employees. How such a man has managed to run the show so far you still cannot understand, the secretary before you must have been a saint.

"Ah, Yoongyu asked me how things are going for you here in the office, if you're finally getting along well," Valentine casts you a mischievous glance, "Have you two been getting very close lately?"

More than you can brag about.

You shared a brief but intense acquaintance with Yoongyu on the physical plane. You both had a good time, you were the newcomer and he was the director of the company, he was second only to the CEO so you were totally reliant on his guidance, and just in one of those moments where you felt totally lost at work, he asked you out to dinner. You accepted without a second thought, you liked him, he had subtle dark fox eyes and a charming smile, but your relationship didn't last long. You wanted different things, you a stable relationship and he just a friend to share the intimate sides of a relationship with.

Things were over rather quickly, and now you were enjoying a good friendship.

"We're friends, that's all," she rolled her eyes, as if she believed very little of your words.

"Listen to me, give up your vampire hunting, Van Helsing and find an easy romance to live with."

You don't answer her, the vibration of a new message teases your attention, and you pick up the phone.

From: Sweet Jimin.

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Baby, are you there? 🥺

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You smile spontaneously once you read the sender, Jimin writes to you often using that term, he always treats you like a little sister and for that you are grateful, he is one of your best friends and maybe that is the very reason why you can see vampires as to normal people, just like you.

From: You.

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Does my lovely vampire

needs a hand?

🥰

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From: Sweet Jimin.

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I always need a hand, baby 😏

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You roll your eyes and take care to point it out, always without stopping giggling. An outside person would have found your chat wacky, you are not together and yet you allow yourselves to flirt a little playfully, but you both know that there would only be mutual affection between you and nothing more driven.

From: You.

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🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

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From: Sweet Jimin.

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Ouch!

That's how you hurt me 😥

But okay though, don't get mad....

But I would need you to do me a favor 💜

Meet me downtown for coffee?

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You cannot deny him help; you know it as well as he knows it.

From: You.

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Mh. Okay.

What time? A suitable time for me.

Possibly.

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From: Sweet Jimin.

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You are my angel!

Later around 5pm would be perfect!

I love you, baby ❤

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It would have been nice to find someone to chat with using lots of adorable emoji, someone to call "boyfriend" while smiling like a fool.

You tighten your lips, Jimin always gives you too much hope, he is adorable and always expresses himself sweetly to you, who are a loser to the fullest extent. Consequently, you always think that if someone like Jimin loves you, why shouldn't you hope for more? That's what always rubs you the wrong way.

You are both sitting comfortably outside the café, Jimin sips his coffee absentmindedly, you have chosen a milkshake with chocolate and hazelnut.

You see him search his pocket for something and once he finds it he lays it on the coffee table, it is a completely black bottle with an airtight cap, you raise an eyebrow in his direction and he smiles at you with one corner of his mouth slightly more raised than the other.

"Ever seen a vampire correcting his coffee?" he asks amused, you simply shake your head.

"You are the only vampire I have relations with and you have never done so in my presence."

He tightens his lips and pours a generous dose of the scarlet liquid into his cup, the action doesn't bother you all that much ... but it leaves you intrigued.

"I need it to calm me down a bit, the last period hasn't exactly been the best."

Now that you get a better look at him, his usually pinker lips are now tending to pale, as if he has stopped hydrating, and his eyes are more glazed over.

"Not getting enough rest, Jimin?" but he denies it with his head.

"Problems with my parents, actually ... That's why I need your help."

A shiver goes down your spine, you know Jimin's parents, they are very stiff and composed vampires, the one time they saw you, they didn't look very happy.

"Jimin, I don't think your family likes me," you flinch uncomfortably, the boy immediately takes your hand, there is panic in his eyes.

"Please, I wouldn't ask you if it was just a trifle! You can save me."

You stand for a moment shocked by the desperation in his voice, even his magnificent dark eyes shine in despair.

You take a deep breath, already knowing that you will regret everything.

"Okay...but remember that you have to help me with the matter of my company, I risk losing my job without the agreement, Jimin."

He nods, "Jin is a very good friend of mine, I'll take care of it."

"I don't know what I'll have to help you with, I just hope I don't end up bleeding to death or worse," you say jokingly, but when he doesn't return your laughter your heart tightens.

His grip on your hand strengthens, "I won't let anything happen to you, baby."

The fact that he did not deny those possibilities unnerves you and not a little, what are you getting yourself into? Jimin has been in the world longer than most humans, so why the hell would he need the help of a mere human like you?

You bite your lip absentmindedly, maybe you're just wrapping your head around it before you break it.

"All right, but could you inform me?"

The boy takes a breath, "My parents are peculiar, old-fashioned dare I say it... they come from an era when arranged marriages flourished like chocolates in a chocolate factory, and now that I have reached a high level in business, they demand that I marry and in truth they have already chosen for me," he begins to explain, as he speaks your mouth opens wide, "But I already have a girlfriend and I love her! She is a vampire, but she doesn't boast a rich family like mine, so they immediately set her aside in favor of a woman I know, but I don't like her."

And again... what exactly can you help with?

"Jimin, I still don't understand... how am I supposed to help you?"

"Jin is throwing a party to announce his official engagement, what I ask is for you to pretend to be my girlfriend in front of my parents."

It's official, you need an ambulance. And urgently, too.

"Y-You are crazy! Your parents hate me just because I breathe their own oxygen, how can you propose such a thing to me! Besides, don't you already have a girlfriend? Use her!"

Okay, you're panicking and you see the corners of your vision darkening, you need to calm down. Jimin gets up and waves to a waiter to bring some water, then tries to take your hand back, but you escape from his grasp.

"Honey, calm down ... the thing is ... I'm sorry to tell you like this," he babbles, you shake your head quickly and try to stand up, but his hands go to rest on your shoulders, consequently pushing you back into the chair, "My parents can't stand humans, to them they reflect the worst of the worst!" he blurts out, and you shoot lightning and thunderbolts from your eyes.

"Exactly, you idiot!"

"That's why you're perfect! If I introduced you to everyone as my girlfriend, threatening to marry you in front of all the other vampires -- at the cost of losing my inheritance -- my parents would start reconsidering my real girlfriend to avoid the scandal of such a statement! Between a human and a vampire of humble origins, who would be the lesser evil for them?"

You bite your lips harder and when the water comes, you begin to drink it quickly.

Unfortunately, the reasoning squares all too well, Jimin is an only child and the Parks cannot afford to lose him, they would never accept a vampire girl of impure blood and even penniless, but a human is something intolerable for vampires like them.

"To say in front of the elders that you will marry a human woman would be ... a disgrace, and would cast shame on your family, who to avoid this ... outburst of yours, would immediately accept the other option through this blackmail of yours," you murmur with your heart in your throat, Jimin nods slowly.

"They don't mind if I 'use' human women for sex, as long as they don't go to taint our bloodline."

You close your eyes, undecided about what to do.

You're fucking scared, his parents creep you out, but it's Jimin. With your heart clenched in a vice, you nod.

"It's just one night, right?"

"Just one," he assures you.

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000marie198 · 9 months

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I love it how in the movies and shows, it is never explicitly mentioned that Hiccup and Snotlout are cousins but it is shown throughout the franchise in little moments so accurately that when you tell a fan they are cousins, there is zero doubt. Their whole dynamic screams cousins, whether it be them trying to freaking destroy the other in the funniest ways or caring about the other while still throwing around insults.

That aside, what I really wanted to point out is how similar some of their skills are. A proof they are cousins is that they share some very specific talents that most people on Berk don't have, talents that match in almost a familial manner.

You guys all know Hiccup's perks and personality and talents right? Well, lemme point out some of Snotlout's and see how they match his cousin's.

A strange combination of Loyal to a fault and Rebellious to a fault. This perk doesn't just apply on Snotlout, Hiccup is like this too but in his own way. It depends on the situation and person and their mood most importantly. Hiccup would sneak out to hunt for trolls and go into forest or try and train dragons or sneak out to go on flights when he's not supposed to etc. And Snotlout would trust and listen and have his team's and leader's back even if he doesn't seem to like it at points. He cares about his friends so much (seriously, go watch the entirety of the DreamWorks Dragons series)

Inventive and artistic. Snotlout works at the armoury at the beginning of RTTE, he also invented the sheep launcher. He's also pretty good at stitching. And I'm preeeetty sure he's able to forge his own weapons and armor now same as Hiccup.

Amateur writers who're actually pretty good. Hiccup's narrations are always fun to listen to and they also indicate that he has a knack for being a writer. In an episode of RTTE, Snotlout wrote a book that the gang found to be pretty good. And while Hiccup has artistic skills in drawing and painting and sketching, Snotlout is good at designing and aesthetics.

They both have a strange tendency to go and get hit on the head by lightning. Actually, lightning really seems to love these two.

Interestingly enough, Snotlout is also shown to be pretty persuasive and encouraging to others when needed, whether it be giving a scared kid a peptalk or talking some sense into someone who's being reckless and stubborn.

Tendency to plan something extremely reckless and crazy when there's a time crunch and those plans surprisingly work. Yes, both Hiccup and Snotlout do that quite often.

They love dragons! And yes, I'm aware that by now, the whole gang loves dragons but Hiccup loves them even more. He is obsessed with them and wants to keep them safe, he cares about these creatures so so much! While the other riders love their dragons more than anybody else but not as much as Hiccup, Snotlout cares about dragons almost in a similar way to how Hiccup and Valka do. He sings lullabies to baby fireworms and is so gentle with them. In The Eel Effect, he went into Hiccup mode with a terrible terror (just before he shook the poor guy but that besides the point) and was giving a speech to start a dragon revolution because he appreciates these creatures and genuinely believes they should be treated with full respect

That is all to say, even if it isn't directly told in the movie-verse, it is shown throughout that Hiccup and Snotlout are cousins and both even have some traits and talents in common

#httyd #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #hiccup haddock #snotlout jorgenson #httyd hiccup #httyd snotlout #how to train your dragon #dreamworks dragons #riders of berk #defenders of berk #rob/dob #rtte #race to the edge

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meatballsu · 7 months

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I have rewatched TADC many times recently and I come up with many interesting theories about Ragatha (My favorite) and I think it is great to share them here.

Theory: Ragtha is kinda on Caine’s side, or at least she is the person who always “giving”.

This isn’t intend to propose that Caine and Ragatha are “bad” or something. I’m not sure if anyone is watching the GenV series (Spoilers alert!)

and I think Ragatha is sorta a role like Kate that supports the Caine.

One thing is that when Caine is stopped by Pomni questioning about how do they leave, Ragatha immediately takes the question with a little stuttering opening, like she helps Caine when the AI is malfunctioned.

Another thing is she apologized to Pomni when glitching, says Pomni had a bad day, it looks like Ragatha took the responsibility that she should take care of the newbies.

I also noticed a very interesting detail about Ragatha's motion design. I collected all the clips of she approaching while people remaining steady. You know it usually means this person is a sacrificer in relationships.

Even when she is not in a good mood about Pomni's “abandon” . Ragatha still approaches and stands by her side.

This gives me the feeling that Caine may have demanded or asked her for help to care the new "sucker".

Additionally, the Kaufmo part also striked me a little. (It may turns out to be simply the pilot needs and my overthinking. But consider I have to wait for months to expect a new episode so why not brain storm.)

So Ragatha is the person who promts to check Kaufmo:

Ragatha: Oh, wait, we should go check on Kaufmo. And I'm pretty sure he'd like to meet Pomni.

While Kinger refuses the idea and says:

I think Kaufmo's gone insane. Last time I spoke with him, he was rambling endlessly about some exit.

After they went to the carpet, Ragatha mentioned that:

Well, we usually do, when we first arrive, but after a while you start to realize that you really can't leave and constantly chasing an unattainable goal will start driving you a bit crazy. And eventually you get to asking what the point of anything is and you completely lose sight of who you are and why you're even alive and when you reach your breaking point something really terrible can happen.

When she saw the abstracted Kaufmo and she stuttered that the creature might be the “terrible thing” refered to what she said before.

At this time I think we can assume that:

Ragatha knows the pursuing exits could drive people to the breaking point.

Ragatha knows people who breaks will happen terrible things.

Ragatha knows by Kinger (who is unresponisive but still noticed somthing wrong) that Kaufmo is unstable recently.

Ragatha knows what “abstract” is, and someone( people who came earlier than her or Caine) kept warnig/brainwashing her that “ Don’t overthink about exist or terrible thing gonna happen”.

Why Ragatha wants to take Pomni to go check on Kaufmo even she knows he is in a unstable situation?

I think it can be explained that:

She wants to form a stonger colleague relationship with Pomni by taking her to meet the used-to-be-frindely Kaufmo (who liked to tell jokes). or—

She wants to warn Pomni by letting her see “the terrible thing” to stop her from thinking about exit.

By going through all this points, I feel that Ragatha is the most positive on the concept about “No exist”. It looks like she tries hard to prove that there is no way out.

This point is also supported by Caine. And Ragatha hints in a non-obvious way through the pilot that Caine treats them with good intention:

The official site introduces the series with:

So nevertheless, I think Ragatha is still a trapped victim, and the pilot seems to show that she grows a bit Stockholm syndrome and stands by Caine’s side to defend her sanity. That's why she is described as the sweetest optimist.

ps:

I find Jax's different attitude is intersting when Ragatha and Kinger mentioned their daily routine:

Jax didn't comment on Ragatha explaining their useless sleep routine.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #ragatha #kinger #pomni #caine #jax #tadc theory

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drunken-ender-art · 1 month

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Good Huntress Luz

As an energetic, peppy but rather socially awkward child often in her own world full of witches and adventure, Luz was unsure where to go next after a rather unfullfilling and uneventfull highschool... in the end, attracted by its diversified program, from more othodox subjects like history and biology, to classes on occultism and astrology; and by the location itself: Salem, Massachussets, away enough from Connecticut for a change of air but not too much far to remain close to family, she signed up for the Byrgenwerth University.

She was surprise to discovered that two of the most esteemed students, two brothers, originated from her own hometown.

It was during a challenge with other students that she discovered a decrepit crypt beneath the mansion of the campus; a tomb designed to hide a flask full of a strange, dense liquid... it was another challenge that made her drink the entire thing... and thus, the nightmare begin.

"Dang kid... I saw folk going crazy over some blood but this is absurd..."

Now transported into another world and infected with the wretched blood, her only salvation is also her wildest dream come truth: an infusion of Titan Blood and a spark of magic.

Under the wing of a mysterious old magic Huntresses living in a ghostly house, she's harmed and ready to get herself more Titan Blood and finally become the witch she always dreamed of... what's the problem if she'll have to hunt, kill and drain a bunch of monstrous creatures to do so? She has issues to work through after all.

"Look kiddo, you can't learn magic, you either have it in your blood or not... lucky you, we go crazy for infusions 'round here!"

The weapons of an Huntress.

The traditional way to hunt Beasts is with a combination of cold steel and firearm, in this case: a meter long serrated bat equipped with a mechanism that release the teeth turning it into a giant serrated whip, accompanied by a shotgun loaded with quicksilver.

All made by the Clawthorne Workshop, a once famous and higly sought after workshop that is said to be around since the Scourge of Beasts ever began and set off the standard for beasts' hunting all over the Boiling Isles.

The Workshop is now in ruin and abandoned... something Luz doesn't fully understand since she lives there and it's still operational, even if run by a single individual... it's also fair to say that her own mind often seems to not work right since arriving on the Isles, especially in the few occasions where she sleep.

"Dreams? Oh sure kiddo... you could say I'm 'livin the dream' right now..."

Soft rework/repost of my first Owlborne post, now with added text, a new sketch and improved framing to help it blend in with the Amity and Belos' post.

Mostly about Luz's specific journey with a soft lore for how Eda and the Owl House itself fits in with the world.

#character design #the owl house #luz noceda #beta luz #toh fanart #disney #crossover #bloodborne #fromsoftware #dark fantasy #gothic #the owl house bloodborne #owlborne au

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adobe-outdesign · 7 months

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could you review the Machop line for us please?

Basically the psychical counterpart to the Abra line, the Machop line does a pretty good job at being wrestling-themed muscle monsters. Machop here is a bit too small to really have any seriously muscles, but it looks bulky enough, and serves as a good starting point for the rest of the line.

One thing I do like about this line is that they're fairly humanoid monsters, but each stage throws in one weird non-humanoid trait; in this case, Machop's tail. It adds a bit of flavor and makes for a more interesting monster design. I also like those plated segments on their heads.

The one thing that drives me nuts about Machops design, however, is THOSE THREE LINES ON ITS CHEST. WHAT ARE THOSE?? I never hear anyone mention them, but its always portrayed with them. They almost seem like ribs, but it doesn't make sense to see the ribs on a creature so muscular. Thankfully they're easy to ignore, but once you notice them you'll never really un-notice them.

Machoke is probably my favorite of this line. While it looses the tail, it makes up for it with a more reptilian face, which I really like. I'm not entirely sure what the markings on its arms are or why it gains them and then looses them immediately, but they look cool—almost like exposed muscle—and they add some additional flavor to this stage so it stands out from the rest of the line.

However, my big beef(cake) with Machoke, and Machamp as well, is the belt. I don't mind the black markings, which fit into the wresting theme, but having a literal wresting belt there just feels so weird, and is very much one of those weird Gen 1 quirks that probably would've been handled differently in a later gen (see: Incineroar).

I don't always mind Pokemon holding objects, but I feel like there needs to be a degree of rationale behind it; like, it needs to be explained where they got the object from, why they carry it, and it needs to add something to the design.

The reason it has the belt is supposedly to hold back its power, but like... how??? Why???? These things and more will never be answered. It's never explained where the belt comes from either, and honestly, it doesn't add much to the design; the wrestling would've been obvious already due to the anatomy and the spandex-like markings. The design is otherwise fine as a whole, but that parts really distracting.

What's stronger than a big muscly guy? A big muscly guy with four arms, of course! The extra arms are honestly a pretty cool idea; they not only different Machamp from the rest of the line but just are a cool element for a monster in general, and work well with the theme.

However, while I like the new arms, the face is a bit of a downgrade. It's less that its flatter/more human-ish and more that it has those giant yellow markings; they match the color of the best at least, but they just look off. Also, the belt's still there. On the plus side, I do like the overall look, and its two-toed feet are an improvement; Machoke's felt a bit too humanoid.

And g-max Machamp is decent enough, nothing crazy but nothing terrible looking. I guess my main issue with it is that it doesn't really do anything new conceptually; its a little different visually, but it doesn't enhance the line in any way. Why not give it a third set of arms in the back or something? Granted, multiplying design elements is more of a mega thing, but that would've at least been something unique. Or heck, why not finally remove that belt? Its supposed to hold back its power, so wouldn't taking it off here make sense?

But that said, the design itself isn't bad. I do like the smaller head and the more prominent neck, which makes the chest look all the bigger by extension. I also enjoy the way the markings have extended to make it look like its now wearing full-on pants, and how it has the additional cowl around the neck. The arm markings also aren't bad in that they attract attention to the arms and match the yellow accents in the eyes, belt, and mouth; however, they also feel kind of arbitrary, like they felt like the design needed something else but they weren't sure what so they just tossed those on there.

Anyway, as a whole, the line's pretty solid; the theme is obvious, each stage is unique, and the designs are enjoyable if you enjoy more humanoid monsters (which I do). The only things that bog it down a bit are details like the belts and the fairly standard g-max design.

#machop #machoke #machamp #pokemon #pokemon reviews

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Dipper and Mabel pines headcanons?

FINALLY getting around to answering these! since im better at them, heres some college age headcanons that apply just as much to how i view them in the show!

DIPPER PINES

transmasc. duh. of course

parents are INCREDIBLY supportive, super understanding. hes on hormone blockers in the show and starts HRT as soon as hes able, getting top surgery and bottom surgery in his early 20s

bisexual! ran into a guy junior year of highschool and went oh GOD. this is wendy 2.0 im going to die

NERD.

LOVES board games. so much. not just dungeons and dragons and monopoly im talkin everdell, wingspan, cascadia, catan. he loves a good think. he also loves dragging everyone else into playing them with him. he always wins. almost always, anyway

absolutely adores college and everything about it hes a little freak. totally ends up being the president of a few clubs, co creating some, etc. made an occult club AND a hiking club at his college

loves doodling, loves horror. his teachers? not so much. they try not to look at the weird ass creatures he draws on the margins of his very well written homework.

probably goes into something smart. like biochem. or um. stem. im (author) is a liberal arts major all i do is write gay fanfiction.

PSYCHOTIC ASS DORM ROOM. he barely decorated it like a classic college male but has a conspiracy board and thats it. which is full of strange shit hes seen outside of gravity falls. to be fair its very well documented and somewhat neat, just…. strange decor. he lives in a single (introvert)

COVERED in tattoos, but always abides by the suit rule (all tattoos need to be able to be covered by a suit to be professional. he knows this bc hes a neerrrrddd). he has really sick sleeves of runes and other occult like things hes found interesting. he has cipher related tattoos as well and also even got ford to design a few.

he has PROMINENT eye bags. he will never fix his sleep schedule

ended up working as a summer camp counselor for a while right outside if gravity falls! the kids loved him but he couldnt stand the heat and bugs all the time so he only did it for a summer or two

even after turning 21 he doesnt actually drink that much, hes a craft beer enjoyer and likes to make it himelf (Much later in life)

ALWAYS stays in touch with mabel. if anything happens in either of their lives you better BELIEVE theyre already on the phone with eachother

medical marijuana card holder

smokes to help eith his anxiety. it works WONDERS

coffee drinker but actually Does put cream and sugar is coffee. sometimes. other times hes too tired and just thugs it out

MABEL PINES

THE number one it girl ever

NUMBER ONE TRANS ALLY EVERRRRRR she loves her brother so much

pansexual!! she loves cool people, thats her motto

went to a fashion design school, is loving it despite drowning in work

began dying her hair in cool ways through highschool, now she always has some of her natural color present but goes a little crazy on the highlights

found out about huge dangley joke earrings. went absolutely crazy. has an entire space on her desk dedicated to her many many earrings. she has babies, knives, bags of doritos, aliens, glow in the dark ones, anything you could imagine.

fantastic at fashion design. stuggled a lot with the fancier stuff but her teachers were floored when they let her go wild on casual comfy wear. she excells in combining fashion and comfort in really exciting and colorful ways.

a party girl through and through, loves clubs, raves, concerts, anything!

video game lover as well, cracked at pvp games.

still boy crazy, just less so (has had like. 10 college boyfriends)

literally the sweetest friend ever. she loves hosting movie nights and tea parties (bc who wouldnt. theyre awesome)

tea drinker, loves floral teas with honey

HATES. black coffee. a starbucks frap girlie 4ever

has been scouted for modeing multiple times and only accepted when it was a commercial with puppies

love love loves making friendshio bracelets. knows all the patterns, all of her friends have a hefty amount of a bunch of different ones because she just keeps making them

anywwy, here you go! i love these two so much, i hope ive done them justice!

#dipper pines #mabel pines #headcanons #gravity falls #gravity falls headcanons #hcs #gravity falls dipper #gravity falls mabel #writing #writeblr

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Strawberries And Cigarettes - Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Title: Strawberries And Cigarettes

Eddie Munson X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's mother and father (Mentioned), and Uncle Wayne

WC: 7,110

Warnings: Reader has a mother and father, Modern AU, needles mentioned, bullying mentioned, nervousness, anxiety, embarrassment, teasing, taunting, flirting, misunderstandings, nicknames, sickness mentioned, blood mentioned, slight angst, and fluff

In the small town of Hawkins, there were two family-owned businesses, side by side. One was bright and colorful, the windowsills were covered in vivid flowers of all different kinds. Inside, rows and rows of bouquets sat on display in neat lines. Roses, daisies, daffodils, tulips, snapdragons, chrysanthemums, pinks, yellows, oranges, and blues were arranged according to color order, and each color was displayed with pride and joy. The shop smelled like fresh flowers and green tea, and the radio station played classical music that could soothe anyone. It also had a beautiful window seat where customers could sit if they just needed a break from shopping at other locations or whatnot, where they could read books from the small shelf in the corner; ranging from romance to comedy, to horror. Overall, the flower shop had a calming and caring atmosphere. The name of the shop was 'Aroma Therapy.'

The shop next door was dark, neon red lights lined the window frames, and the word, 'Tattoo,' was on the large front window. Inside, the walls were filled with art, samples, and designs of different options for tattoos. There were various designs of butterflies, dragons, wolves, and other creatures on the walls, as well as objects and items if animals weren't their forte. There was also an assortment of piercings, such as earrings, nose piercings, eyebrow piercings, lip piercings, and any piercing anyone could ask for. The tattoo parlor smelled like mahogany and leather, and the radio was always playing Metallica, Bruce Dickinson, and songs alike. Almost every day the parlor was filled with the sound of tattoo guns buzzing and people chatting. The parlor was 'Ink Envy.'

You worked at the flower shop, which was owned by your parents; you took care of the shop when they needed a break. You loved working there, loved being with the flowers. It was calming, taking care of the flowers, and watering them. You even loved to learn more about the flowers in your parent's store, it was a sort of fascination to you; flowers and their meanings.

Eddie Munson worked at the tattoo parlor next door, the shop was owned by Eddie’s uncle Wayne, who noticed his nephew’s talent for the arts. And Eddie did have talent, he was the top dog of tattoos in that joint. He was the number one artist and the people who went to get tattoos knew it. Eddie loved working at his uncle’s parlor, it was fun as it was comforting for him. He loved creating new and crazy tattoos for people, Eddie loved working on those designs because he was able to express himself with them; and it helped him keep a clear head when things got intense. He enjoyed creating art that he loved, something he could be proud of.

You knew of Eddie, having gone to school with him, graduating as Eddie stayed another two years. Eddie worked right next door to you, and you had seen his work before. He was good, really good. Some people would come in for flowers, adorned with tattoos of various sizes and patterns, all of which were carefully crafted and beautifully colored. Though he was popular in the tattoo community, some people didn't like Eddie. Eddie wore leather and had an edgy style, and it seemed, even in 2023, some people didn't seem to like that. Sometimes you would hear people talking about him when you went to the grocery store, bad-mouthing him or even calling him a 'punk kid.' That wasn't anything new for Eddie though, he'd heard those things plenty of times before. People always said rude things to him, and he learned to tune it out after a while.

You liked Eddie though, a lot. You thought he was cute, whenever you saw him walk past your shop. It was like a sixth sense, you always knew when he was going to pass by your shop windows. Well, it was easy to know, the chain on his ripped black jeans would jingle and rattle loudly with every step he took. You couldn't help but stare every time, mesmerized by his 80s-like hair, which was getting back into style. You loved the silver rings that adorned his knuckles, the way he ran his hand through his hair every once in a while, how overzealous he acted; so over-the-top; talking so animatedly, and how he would get really passionate about whatever he was doing.

Caught up in your thoughts of Eddie, you looked up from the counter, hearing the bell above the door jingle. Your eyes widened slightly as you watched Eddie himself walk into the shop. The young man himself looked around the shop, glancing at the flowers, the book nook corner, and finally, you. Giving you a grin, he walked over, placing his ring-clad hands on the counter.

You couldn't help but stare a little, taking in his cute face and edgy attire, loving the small 'Megadeth' patch on his jean vest. "Hey, I've never seen you around. Are you new?" He asked and you looked at him with a small smile, kind of shocked, and slightly hurt, by his answer.

"I'm Y/N. I was born and raised here. My, uh, parents own the shop." At that, Eddie's grin dropped slightly before he spoke.

"Oh, I'm sorry-" But you only waved off his apology, shaking your head with a smile.

"It's fine," You clicked the purple pen in your hand open, "So, what can I get you, Eddie?"

Eddie groaned softly, running a hand through his hair as he let out an awkward chuckle, "And you know me? That makes me feel terrible! How come I've never seen you?" He asked and you shrugged, glancing around the shop.

"Well, if I'm not here, I'm home or running errands. And, this is your first time in the shop." You didn't want to tell him that you went to high school at the same time as him, that would make this interaction worse.

Eddie nodded, "That's true... I just don't get it." Eddie muttered and you tilted your head to the side slightly, confused and curious.

"Don't get what?" You asked and Eddie grinned slightly, looking back at you.

"How I’ve missed a beautiful girl like you," Eddie replied smoothly, your heart jumping at the statement as you ducked your head shyly, smiling. You never thought when you'd finally meet Eddie that he'd be so... Charming.

"Thanks..." You mumbled and Eddie chuckled, leaning against the counter, resting his arms along it. He looked at you thoughtfully, before you cleared your throat.

"So, uh, what can I help you with?" You asked, twirling your pen around with your fingers, "I doubt you came here to just smell the flowers." You tried to joke, feeling slightly embarrassed.

Eddie nodded, clearing his own throat as he stood straight, "Uh, yeah, my uncle wanted me to get some flowers."

You got your notepad ready, looking up at Eddie expectantly, "Alright, what type of flowers did he want?"

Eddie's face dropped, panic filling his eyes, "Uh, I don't remember what he wanted." He said, staring at the ground briefly before snapping his fingers, looking up at you with a smile, "But it started with 'c'."

You pursed your lips, thinking, "C? Alright, let me name some off and you can tell me which one it might be... Cape Primrose? Uh, Celosia? Clarkia? Clematis? Coneflower? Cyclamen?" You named off the top of your head, glancing to the buckets on the side wall, filled with flowers, "Uh, what about Cosmos?" To that, Eddie shook his head, and you continued, "Uh, Chrysanthemums? Carnations?"

Eddie's eyes winded and he nodded, "Yes, that one! Carnations. He wanted white and red ones, I think."

"White Carnations and red Carnations? Or the white Carnations with the red tips?" You asked, writing down 'Carnation' on the small notepad.

Eddie's eyes widened slightly, surprised, "Wait, they come in different colors?"

You looked up and nodded, "Yeah, practically all flowers come in every color of the rainbow. Either by nature, breeding, or dye."

“Wicked.” Eddie muttered as you clicked your pen closed, walking around the counter to lead Eddie to the side wall of buckets and buckets of flowers.

"These here are the typical roses. They mean romance, passion, and whatnot," You pointed to the first bucket, as Eddie looked at you, seemingly invested and listening to your every word. "They normally come in red, but these three are the other colors we offer. Light pink means adoration, grace, joy, and so on. Lavender, which means love at first sight or enchantment. And last but not least, white, means innocence, purity, that sort of thing. Red roses are our top seller, which is pretty typical since it is the most popular flower to give to someone." You turned to look at Eddie, "Let me show you the Carnations." You led him to the opposite wall.

Eddie followed, before standing by your side at another set of buckets, "That's a lot of Carnations." He noted, as you nodded, laughing lightly, as Eddie looked at the five options. "I think my uncle wanted the type with the white and red-tipped petals."

"Ah, okay, that's called the Bi-Colored." You gestured to the B-Colored Carnations.

Eddie looked at you with a smile, "What are the other ones called?"

"Well, we have Solex," You pointed to the bucket of orange Carnations, "And we have Moonlights, they are pretty dope." You pointed to the white ones. "And then we have Babylons and Don Pedros." You answered, pointing to the cream-colored Carnation and Carnation respectively. You smiled softly, reaching out to gently touch the soft petals of the Don Pedro. "Don Pedros are one of my favorites." You pulled away, gesturing to the shop, "But, really I have a lot of favorites."

"You really know a lot about flowers," Eddie spoke up and you nodded, shrugging a shoulder.

You looked back over at him, "Yeah, I mean, I have to. I work in a flower shop." You laughed out, looking at Eddie with a small smile, Eddie gazing down at you, his brown eyes sparkling. He stared at you for several seconds before he realized what he was doing and he immediately snapped out of his trance and smiled nervously. You also snapped out of it, looking down at the ground as you placed your fist against your lips, clearing your throat. "Uh, so how many Carnations can I put you down for?"

Eddie stuffed his hands back into his pockets, his fingers fiddling with the cash his uncle gave him in his pocket, "Uh, how many do people usually get?"

"Twelve. But most people also get ten or thirteen." You responded and Eddie hummed in understanding.

"So, I guess I'll get twelve?"

You smiled teasingly, "You don't sound too sure." You chuckled, gesturing over at the counter with your thumb, "I'll make the flowers, and I'll ring you up at the front." Eddie nodded with a thankful smile, heading over to the counter. Leaning against it on his elbow, Eddie watched as you picked twelve Bi-Colored Carnations, pulling them into a bouquet. Walking over, you went to the wall of paper, before turning to Eddie. He stumbled slightly, getting caught staring, as you pointed to the array of colored paper. "What paper would you like?"

Eddie was confused, but answered, "Uh,- What do you suggest I choose?"

You tapped your chin with your finger, staring at the flowers before looking up at the paper, "Hmm, a nice French Blue. Brings out the red and white.” You say, before placing the flowers on the paper, grabbing the blue wrapping paper and beginning to pull it forward, turning the flowers, wrapping the stems in the paper perfectly before cutting the paper with scissors. Setting the scissors back on the hook, you grabbed the tape and tapped the end of the paper closed, before tucking the corner in and turning to Eddie. You handed him the bouquet before writing down Eddie's order on the notepad. "Alright," You then transferred the information to the tablet, instantly totaling the price. "That'll be thirty-six fifty." You finished, looking up at Eddie as he pulled out the cash from his pocket. "Is that going to be card or cash?"

"Cash," Eddie said, handing you a fifty-dollar bill, and you opened the cash register, grabbing a ten, four ones, and fifty cents. You began to hand him the change but Eddie shook his head, grabbing the flowers. "You can keep the change."

You shook your head, "I can't take all this as a tip, please take it." You tried but Eddie gave you a grin, shaking his head.

"I insist, please, you helped me with the flowers." He then tried but you shook your own head.

"That's my job, Eddie." You tried to hand him the cash again.

Eddie just continued to smile, "And you're great at it. Keep it."

You huffed, before taking the four dollars and fifty cents out of your hand, placing it on the counter; trying to hand Eddie the ten-dollar bill. "How about this, I'll take the four dollars and fifty cents, and you take the ten." You offered, but Eddie didn't budge.

"Y/N-"

"Please," You whispered softly, staring at him, your eyes pleading, "Take it."

Eddie sighed, but gave you a teasing grin nonetheless, taking the ten from you. "Fine, I'll take it. But only because you said ‘please’."

You sputtered a laugh, rolling your eyes, "You're impossible, Eddie." You then put the tip in the till.

"Well," Eddie smirked, walking backward with his bouquet, "I've been called worse."

Before you could say anything else, he was out of the store, the bell ringing softly, echoing through the store; leaving you alone again.

~~~

Entering the store, Eddie's uncle Wayne looked up from the counter, smiling slightly at the sight of the bouquet. "Eddie, son, thank you. I would've done it myself but I had an important meeting I needed to be at." He spoke, and Eddie shrugged, smiling.

"It's fine, uncle. So worth it." He spoke, drawing out the fourth word as Uncle Wayne looked at Eddie, raising an eyebrow.

"What do you mean, kiddo?" He asked, confused, "I didn't think you'd be too excited to go flower shopping."

Eddie shook his head, placing his hands on the counter as he did back in your store, glancing off to the side, "It wasn't the flowers, it was the person selling the flowers."

Uncle Wayne hummed, taking the flowers from his nephew, and observing them, "A cute girl, I suppose?"

Eddie could only nod, almost shyly, before the door opened, a customer entering. "Welp, got a customer." Eddie turned to talk to them, but paused, turning back to his uncle. "Who are the flowers for anyway?"

"None of your business, boy. Time for work." He answered, turning around and heading to his office. Eddie stared at him as he left before he shrugged and turned to the customer.

~~~

The days passed by, Monday slowly turned into Friday, and night into day, until Eddie's visit was a distant memory. Actually, you have thought about Eddie every day since. Now he was just stuck in your head. You could say that he was living in your head rent-free. You hadn't really seen Eddie since he came for the Carnations, but you did hear him, playing on Saturday nights. You just stay up, staring up at your ceiling as he played whatever song he was playing. One night, your curiosity practically killing you, you instantly downloaded Shazam on your phone, going up to the wall to try and see if your microphone could pick it up. And it did, the song, upbeat and pretty rock and roll, was Master Of Puppets by Metallica. You never heard of the song before, only through Eddie playing his electric guitar, so you headed to YouTube, finding the song and listening to it. Surprisingly, for the next three hours, you listened to most of Metallica's songs. You sort of understood why Eddie liked the band.

The next morning, you were a bit tired but got up anyway. You had a job to do. Getting dressed, you made sure to eat breakfast, drink some coffee, and greet your parents before heading down to the store. Making sure to restock anything that needed to be restocked, you made sure everything was ready before flipping the 'closed' sign to 'open'. For the next couple of hours, customers came in and bought their flowers; Roses for the young man proposing to his girlfriend of three years, Lilies for the grieving widow of a husband, and even Marigolds for a mother for her daughter's dance recital.

By two p.m., you were bored, on your phone. Scrolling on Tik Tok, watching cute animal videos and old Vines that resurfaced. You were about to go on break when you heard the bell jingle, looking up, you couldn't help but smile. Eddie walked in, heading up to the counter. He tapped his fingers against it, the metal of his rings clacking against the counter rhythmically.

He matched your smile before speaking, "Hello, Y/N."

"Hello, Eddie." You slide your notepad out, "What can I do ya for?"

Eddie looked around the room briefly before turning back to you, "I'd like ten Calla Lilies if you have them."

Your eyes lit up, "Calla Lilies? I love those. They have the meaning of life, and sometimes death. I think we have some." You asked, writing down 'Calla Lily' on the notepad.

"Life and death? I read that they meant magnificent beauty." Eddie spoke and you let out a small chuckle.

You nodded, running a hand through your hair, "That is technically true, during Ancient Greece." Eddie couldn't help but laugh a little, feeling a bit embarrassed. You glanced back down at your notepad, “So... Those Calla Lilies... Do you have a specific color in mind?"

"Mmm, well, what do you think I should choose?" He asked and you raised your head, tilting it to the side slightly.

"What's the occasion?" You asked as Eddie stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets.

"Well, there's this girl, and I thought she might like them," Eddie confessed softly, and you felt your heart stop, your breath hitched. The words he said hit your ears like a truck, hitting you harder than any hammer you ever swung. You felt yourself grow hot, flushing lightly before turning away, and clearing your throat.

"Okay." You replied quickly, still keeping your gaze lowered. You couldn't look at him right now. "Well," You swallowed, "We have these beautiful Midnight Red Calla Lilies. Do you think she'll like them?" You asked, your voice coming out higher pitched than usual, and you heard Eddie sigh.

"...Yeah, I think so," He responded softly. Silence hung between you for several seconds as you wrote his order on the pad, before sliding around the counter to collect the ten Calla Lilies.

Eddie watched as you worked, snipping the stems, wrapping the ten flowers together with white wrapping paper, tapping it off with a red bow before going back to the other side of the counter. Placing the bouquet on the counter you run Eddie up. "Alright," You sighed, "That'll be twenty-five dollars." You spoke and Eddie nodded, handing you exactly a twenty-dollar bill and a five. You put it in the till before printing out the receipt and handing Eddie the flowers.

Holding the flowers, Eddie looked up at you with a smile, "Thank you again, Y/N. I guess I'll go give them to that girl." He spoke, before turning around and leaving the store.

Once he was gone, you let your smile drop, the bell above the door jingling and ringing throughout your mind; Eddie’s words haunting you. You pushed off the counter with your hands, going to head to the back room for a break before you hear the door jingle again. Closing your eyes, you let out a sigh, turning back around. "Hello, welcome to Aroma Therapy, what can I do for... You..?" Looking up, your sentence trailed off as Eddie walked back into the store. You stared at him, your eyebrows furrowed as he walked right up to you, flowers in hand. He smiled, gazing over at you as you looked at him confused. "Eddie? Uh, is there something wrong with the flowers?" You asked, but Eddie shook his head.

"These," He began, before gesturing to the flowers he had just bought moments before, "Are for you." He held them out towards you, and you hesitantly took them into your hands carefully.

"For me?" You repeated. Eddie nodded, giving you another soft smile, and you blushed slightly, looking down at the flowers before looking back at him.

"Yeah, for you." He affirmed, as your eyebrows furrowed.

You brushed your fingertips against the soft dark red petals, looking up at Eddie confused. "I'm confused."

"Well, you didn't take the tip... So, I thought I'd buy you some flowers instead." Eddie explained.

Finally, it all clicked, "Oh, wow." You breathed out, shaking your head and laughing a little. "Thank you, Eddie. That's so sweet of you."

Eddie gave you a grin, "My pleasure," Eddie replied before turning and heading toward the front.

Your eyes then widened, "Wait, Eddie!" You called, making him pause and turn back around, "Calla Lilies with their Greek meaning of magnificent beauty stems back to the old tale of Hercules when he was a baby." You told him, and Eddie gave you an amused look.

"Really?" He asked, and you nodded.

"Yeah," You grinned, before shaking your head, waving your hand, dismissing your conversation, "Sorry, you probably have to go."

Eddie sighed, nodding, "I do, work and all. I have a customer coming in at three."

You gave him a small smile, slightly embarrassed, "Yeah, yeah, I don't want to hold you from that."

"Well," Eddie spoke, walking back towards the door, keeping eye contact as he grinned, "I'll see you later, my lady." He declared before bowing deeply, making you chuckle, and heading out the door.

You let out a sigh, your soft laughter coming to an end as you watched Eddie walk down the sidewalk through the window. Once he was out of view, you looked down at the flowers, smiling softly. Eddie gave you the flowers. Eddie gave you flowers. But, more importantly, Eddie gave you flowers, thinking their meaning was ‘magnificent beauty’. You couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day.

~~~

For the next couple of weeks, Eddie visited occasionally, usually during your break or his lunch. He'd sit on your stool behind the counter as you sat on the said counter, your sandwich in your hands. You both talked a lot, about your hobbies, jobs, books, movies, and music. Even though it seemed like the two of you were pretty different, you both did have a few things in common. Eddie was fun to talk to, he was funny, smart, and charming. It took you by surprise every time he gave you a compliment, saying how he enjoyed talking to you, and that you were one of his favorite people. You couldn't help but smile, feeling your face flush.

You also enjoyed whenever Eddie would enter your shop, calling you a new nickname every time. You loved it, every nickname or endearment you received made you feel all giddy inside.

"Hey, sugar plum! How are you today?"

"Hey, babe! Love what you did with your hair!"

"Y/N, sweetheart, when was the last time you had a break?"

You never knew someone could make you feel this way. This feeling of butterflies in your stomach, makes your heart beat faster. Every single time he'd come in, it was like you were drowning and he'd pull you to shore.

Even when you got sick, the flu had been going around. Eddie sent you a little postcard. You couldn’t help but sigh at his kindness and selflessness. The postcard brought you such joy, and you re-read it almost every single day. It hangs from your corkboard proudly.

Thinking back to that card, you felt a smile slowly slip on your lips. Eddie was so sweet…

"Y/N? Babe? Are you in there?" You heard Eddie call out to you, making you snap out of your memories and daydream to look over at him.

"Oh, um, sorry. Yes, I'm here." You apologized, going back to your food as Eddie stared at you, his eyes narrowed slightly as his eyebrows slowly furrowed.

He then tilted his head, pursing his lips before speaking, "Are you alright? You kind of left me there for a moment." He asked and you sighed, shaking your head with a smile.

'I could never leave you.' You thought, before actually speaking, "I'm fine, just lost in thought."

Eddie's worried frown turned into a small teasing grin, as he took a bite of his lunch, "What were you thinking about?"

'You.' You shook your head again, waving your hand dismissively, "Nothing cool, don't worry." You took a bite of one of your strawberries, feeling your cheeks warm up a bit. "Anyway, sorry, what- what were you saying?"

Eddie stared at you briefly, the gears in his mind turning before brushing the odd feeling off and speaking, "Just wondering where you got that cute shirt from." He admitted quietly before taking another bite of his lunch. Your flush grew more intense and you nervously chuckled a bit.

'Cute shirt...' You thought. "Hot Topic. I got it there." You answered simply and Eddie nodded. Silence filled the space between you as Eddie continued to eat, and you continued to eat, and after about five minutes, you were done eating, and you tossed your garbage in the trash bin beside you on the floor. Clasping your hands together in your lap, "Could- Could I ask you something?" You asked hesitantly, not looking at him directly.

Eddie stopped chewing his food for a second, swallowing it before answering, "Of course, anything." He reassured you.

You ran your hand through your hair, "How long have you been playing guitar?" The question had been playing throughout your mind for days now, and you hoped to god you didn't sound weird.

Eddie's eyes widened slightly, shifting in his seat on the stool. "Oh. I assume you've heard me play?" He asked, glancing over at you, and you nodded shyly. "Well, I've been playing for a few years." Eddie couldn't help but smirk at you "Like what you hear?" He added, wiggling his eyebrows as you nodded.

"Yeah, you're pretty good." You confirmed, "I can hear you playing from my room."

Eddie's smile dropped slightly, "Oh, am I bothering you? I could sto-"

"No! no..." You exclaimed, cutting him off, "It's fine. I'm not complaining, really." You assured him, making Eddie laugh lightly.

"Alright, well, I'm glad." He replied, before looking pretty shy himself, "It's great, actually."

It was silent once more, as you fiddled with your fingers, "Uh, I have another question." You muttered as Eddie looked up at you from his own hands, giving you a smile.

"You’re full of questions today.” He spoke, teasingly, “Shoot."

You fiddled with the string from your own ripped jeans, pulling at a loose one. "I think I want a tattoo..." You trailed off, cringing inwardly at how off and unsure you sounded.

Eddie's eyes immediately lit up, "What? Really?" You nodded, as Eddie grinned, "That's awesome... But you don't sound so sure." Eddie noted, causing you to give him a sheepish smile.

"Not completely sure..." You confessed, "But I do think I want one."

"Well, do you have any idea of what you want?" Eddie questioned, and you shrugged one shoulder.

"Flowers, for sure." You blurted out, "But, I want something along with it, you know? I just don't know what."

Eddie pursed his lips in thought, nodding as he glanced at the floor. "Well, would you like to come by the shop tomorrow, maybe we can plan something out for you? And if you think of something, I can rearrange my schedule."

You nodded, feeling more sure of yourself, "Yeah, that sounds great. Thank you." A nervous smile grows on your face.

"Great, uh, cool, yeah... Cool. It's a date then." Eddie fumbled slightly as you took a deep breath at his comment. Was this going to be a date? Was Eddie asking you out on a date? Eddie noticed your reaction and laughed softly. "Is that okay? Is that too soon? Shit, this isn't my strong suit. I guess I should have planned better than that." He mumbled to himself out loud as he looked away from you a bit panicked.

You hadn't seen him so nervous before, he was usually pretty confident. His stuttering and fumbling answered all your questions as you felt your heartbeat begin to speed up, and butterflies erupt and flutter in your stomach. His whole demeanor changes from playful and joking to nervous and embarrassed.

"Eds, chill out. I'm totally cool with this." You stated, swinging your legs slightly from your spot up on the counter "It would technically be called an appointment, but I think it sounds great actually... A date." You smiled timidly, chuckling lightly, causing his entire body to relax almost instantly. Eddie let out a breath, nodding his head slowly, a faint smile forming across his face as he glanced over at you, his gaze lingering a little longer on you. "So..." You trailed off, "It's a date?"

Eddie nodded, "It's a date." He grinned widely, making you laugh lightly, and his heart began to race as his eyes met yours. 'Why does she affect me this way?'

"That's great." You smiled, "I'm excited."

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You were ecstatic. Tonight was the night of your tattoo date with Eddie. You had to finish up your shift at four, which meant you had approximately twenty minutes until you could leave and head over next door. So you helped any remaining customers as you impatiently stared at the clock on the wall. You zipped around the room when grabbing flowers and tapped your foot when behind the counter. You felt a bit nervous, oh, but who were you kidding? You were beyond nervous. You had been dreaming about this for a while, the tattoo and a date with Eddie. Finally, you let out a sigh of relief as the last customer left. Checking the clock on the wall, and then down at your watch, you continued to tap your foot.

You had talked to your parents about the idea of the tattoo, having spent most of the rest of the afternoon thinking more about it. They were alright with it, just as long as you were the one paying for it. You had saved up your share of the money from working with your parents for years, never really having anything to buy besides basic needs and necessities. So this was a big purchase for you, and you were excited about it. This was art, something that would be on your skin for the rest of your life.

You began to clean up the store as you tried not to get too distracted by thoughts of Eddie, put up your apron, and grabbed your jacket and bag. Waving goodbye to your mom as she took over the counter, you left the building, practically speed-walking to the store next door, which didn’t take long. Taking a breath, you spotted Eddie on the other side of the glass. He was at the counter, helping a customer, so after a deep breath, you entered the parlor. Eddie's head turned to the sound of the door, his polite smile widening ever-so-slightly as he saw you walk over.

You waited a bit of a distance away, looking around the parlor at all the art and tattoo designs that were framed and hung along the walls. It was a lot darker than your little flower shop, so many different colors and designs were painted here, all combining and merging into each other as they mixed together into an amazing array of colors and patterns. There were so many different kinds and shapes, some animals, some flowers, some stars, and some even just shapes that resembled human figures.

The customer left shortly afterward, leaving Eddie alone again with you. Eddie leaned against the counter, his palms resting against it. "Hey, honey, you ready for a tattoo?" He asked you curiously, his smile turning into a smirk.

Your cheeks flushed slightly, nodding as Eddie walked around the counter. "Yeah, I'm ready," You let out a small shaky sigh, making the young tattooist tilt his head to the side.

"Are you sure?" He asked, giving you a reassuring smile, "You don't have to if you don't want to."

You shook your head, sure of yourself, "No, I'm sure, I'm just a bit... Nervous." You admitted, biting your lip nervously.

Eddie chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he moved some stray hairs away from your face, tucking them behind your ear, "Don't worry, I'll be right there with you every step of the way, okay?" Eddie reassured you, smiling warmly at you, and you returned the expression, nodding your head, feeling your cheeks flush as your heart skipped a beat. Walking you over to the chair, you took a seat as Eddie got his tools ready. You watched as he collected the tattoo gun, inks, and whatever else, before turning to you. "So, what did you have in mind? I know you said flowers..." He trailed off, allowing you to answer.

"I thought I'd let you choose." You answered, and Eddie looked kind of taken aback.

"What? Why?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow, clearly confused.

You shrugged a little, "Well, I want you to choose the animal I get. I've seen your work before, I know how talented you are. And I trust you." You explained, making Eddie raise an eyebrow.

"Really? You're alright with me doing that?" He asked a bit skeptically, and you nodded nonetheless.

"Yeah, I trust you, Eddie."

A soft blush appeared on his cheek as he gave you a grin, "Thanks." He responded softly, "But, I'd feel bad if I chose an animal and you hated it."

You shook your head, "Unlikely, I like to live dangerously, but if it'll make you feel better, we can use an animal generator." You offered, pulling out your phone from your bag on your lap.

"That's pretty random." Eddie chuckled, watching as you looked up a random animal generator, before clicking the 'generate' button. Instantly, after clicking, 'bat' popped up, making you smile. Looking up at Eddie, you showed him your phone.

"Flowers and bats." You confirmed as Eddie ran a hand through his hair, looking at your phone and then up at you.

"That's a funny coincidence," He spoke, before pulling up the sleeve of his leather jacket, revealing the many bats tattooed on his arm.

You gazed upon the bat tattooed on Eddie's arm, and your mouth fell open slightly. You reached out and gently stroked the pattern on the flying bats on his arm. "Did that hurt? When you got it?" You asked softly, bringing your hand back into your lap after realizing that you were just petting Eddie's arm for way too long.

Eddie's blush grew, and he nodded, "Uh, yeah... Kinda." He mumbled quietly, looking away quickly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to... Um..." Your voice trailed off as you scratched the back of your neck sheepishly, only for Eddie to look at you, shaking his head as he shrugged off his leather jacket and jean vest, leaving him in his D&D shirt.

"No, it's fine. You can touch me whenever you want." He answered nonchalantly, and with that confession, Eddie froze briefly, as did you, before he cleared his throat, "Uh, what colors were you thinking?"

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It hurt a lot. After a bit of debation, you and Eddie chose your forearm. You were already in hour one, shutting your eyes as you tried to control your breath while taking a few peaks at the tattoo as Eddie was scratching it in. Eddie came up with the design, and you loved it. It was a cute bat, its wings wrapped around itself with different flowers surrounding it. The bat was in between realistic and cartoon, and it was perfect. Unknowingly, the tattoo, besides holding meaning towards your job and your love for flowers, also reminded you of Eddie; which honestly was a nice bonus.

After a little while, you began to get used to the pain, opening your eyes to watch as Eddie began adding the colors you wanted. It was sort of hypnotizing, seeing him work. How he had such a skill, and how effortlessly he was able to make every stroke and line perfect. His movements were fluid, smooth, powerful, and yet, gentle. It made your heart flutter every time Eddie glanced over at you, making sure you were alright. You felt a slight tugging sensation in your chest whenever he looked at you, a small smile playing on his lips. You found yourself getting lost in him, noticing how he'd stick out the tip of his tongue when concentrating, his eyes squinting slightly, even randomly softly singing along to whatever song was on the radio. It was cute. Really cute.

Eddie finished putting in the color for the flowers and then started filling out the rest of the details and shading, his hands moving swiftly. You smiled at him and admired his skills. The tattoo looks incredible on your arm, and it was a great start to a new chapter in your life. You glanced over at the clock on the wall across from you; almost three hours had passed, your butt was sore from sitting for so long, and some of your joints hurt; you both did take a break, but it was so worth it.

Wiping away the extra color and blood, Eddie turned off the gun, before looking down at his work proudly. "I think this is the best work I've done in a while." He remarked, letting out a soft chuckle, "And I've been working here for a couple of years now."

"Yeah, it looks really awesome," You commented, smiling brightly at him as he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. "Thank you, Eds." You added on, and Eddie blushed lightly, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"Anytime, Y/N." He told you with a smile, "I'd love to give you more tattoos if you ever want more." He spoke, before beginning to clean the tattoo and wrapping it with a clear covering.

"I'd love that." You muttered before Eddie then began to teach you how to take care of the tattoo, and you learned quickly. Eddie was patient with you and made sure you knew exactly what you needed to do and what not to do, which was something you appreciated greatly.

After paying, you and Eddie stepped out of the parlor, Eddie standing in front of you. You felt a small breeze flow by you, brushing your hair in your face, as Eddie tried to fix his bangs. He then stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking at you with a small smile as you rocked on the balls of your feet, glancing around at the stores and shops around you. He didn’t know why you were nervous or anxious, but he could see you bite your bottom lip and fidget with your fingers a little bit, so he figured it had something to do with something. He, himself, was a bit nervous too, after all, he still hadn't gotten the courage to ask you out on a date. A real one.

"Do you want to go on a date with me?"

"Are you free Saturday?"

You both said at the same time, both surprising each other and making one another laugh. You smiled sheepishly, feeling yourself growing more nervous by the second, but Eddie just laughed a little.

"Jinx?" You shrugged one shoulder, as Eddie smirked.

Taking a chance, he took a step closer, "Sheesh… Is it really a jinx if we didn't really say the same thing?" He asked, watching as you let out a breathy laugh.

"You still owe me a soda." You lightly argued, as Eddie playfully rolled his eyes.

"Fine," He sighed, "If you insist." He took another step closer, you could smell his cologne, the weed he smoked during the break you and him had, and his mint shampoo, "I'll pick you up Saturday, next week. Maybe I’ll even treat you to a Starbucks cake pop." He suggested teasingly, "How does that sound?" He leaned forward slightly, and you nodded a little, biting your lip.

He stepped forward again, giving you an innocent look, and then kissed you gently on the cheek, making your cheeks instantly flush, and then pulling away from you. Before you could recover completely, he was walking backward, a soft smirk on his face, blush on his cheeks, heading back into the store. You stared at him through the glass window, stunned. Then you shook your head, trying to get your brain into gear and get back to work. You couldn't help but replay that kiss in your head.

Walking back to the flower shop, you rushed inside, before running up the spiral staircase and heading inside your home on the second floor. Sprinting past your confused parents eating a late lunch, you ran into your room, shutting your door. Leaning up against it, you let out a shaky breath, your chest going up and down as your heart pounded against your ribcage. You slowly slid down the door, a giddy smile creeping on your face as you raised your hands to cover your warm cheeks. You giggled a little before sliding completely onto the floor. Your knees curled up to your chest as you pulled them close to your body, hugging your legs close to your chest. You stayed there for a moment until your breathing returned to normal and the butterflies in your stomach calmed down, allowing you to breathe normally once more.

Sitting up, you crawled into bed, staring up at the ceiling as you thought over your day. So much had happened today. You'd gotten your first tattoo. Your first date... And technically not your first kiss, but Eddie kissed you nonetheless. With his soft lips pressed against your cheek. At that moment, you knew. This was it. You finally realized. You were head over heels in love with Eddie Munson. You were pretty sure.

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allwaswell16 · 11 months

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A fic rec of One Direction fics where a character has an unusual pet as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fic, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!

—Louis/Harry—

🐒 Ace of Spades by @allwaswell16

(E, 80k, monkey) Living as a sheltered omega in a farming village has not prepared Harry for life aboard the most notorious pirate ship to sail the Atlantic.

🦜 A Certain Romance by DragMeDownFuckMeUp

(E, 53k, parrot) the one where Harry and Louis meet on tinder and things are going swimmingly until they realise that their daughters know each other... not only do they know each other, they may or may not be trying to date each other!

🦔 our friendship will never die, you're gonna see it's our destiny by yoobanana

(NR, 43k, hedgehog, monkey, turtle) The adventures of Louis and his hedgehog Bernard and how they inevitably lead to Louis meeting Harry and then even more so inevitably of them moving in together, adopting loads of animals, and then getting married. (Harry and Louis, not Louis and Bernard)

🐿️ But Why Wonder, Why Wonder? by @100percentsassy

(E, 30k, squirrels) The one where Marcel Styles has improbably landed a job in the fashion industry, and Louis Tomlinson is the actor-turned-lingerie-designer he’s been infatuated with for years.

🐹 Lost My Senses by louislittlesuns

(NR, 20k, chinchilla) Your classic university best friends to lovers story but with an unhinged Niall, the fluffiest chinchilla named Peach and far too many descriptions of Louis' mesmerising eyes.

🐮 What To Do With Magic Beans by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup

(T, 22k, cow) a Jack and the Beanstalk AU featuring Harry as Jack, Louis as a prince, Zayn as a nanny, Liam as the reasonable one, and Niall as whatever the fuck he’s doing.

🦎 I Didn’t Fall For You (You Fucking Tripped Me) by @allwaswell16

(E, 20k, monitor lizard) These days Louis tends to steer clear of dating alphas. He’s dated too many knotheads in his time, and he’s ready to just focus on school and his friends and his pet monitor lizard, of course.

🦎 Apparently by Chance, at Precisely the Right Moment by @lousmoonshine

(E, 19k, bearded dragon) Alpha Harry doesn’t believe in soulmates. Omega Louis has been looking for his soulmate all his life.

🦜 That’s How I Know by @allwaswell16

(E, 19k, parrot) the one where Harry’s African grey parrot spills his dirty secrets to his very hot neighbor.

🐐Maple by tobesokaylee

(T, 5k, cow, goat, pig, snake, hedgehog) Louis is crazy about animals, so Harry is determined to get him all the pets he wants even if they are unconventional

🕷️ Lonely Boy by RBBLivvy

(T, 4k, spider/snake/crab/lizard/gecko/squirrel) He really wishes his resident Harry wasn't so cute, because that's a no-go, but he also wishes Harry would stop trying to keep hermit crabs and lava lamps and every other code violation in the world in his room.

🦜 Ours is Organized Chaos by ILoveLouis4Ever

(G, 3k, bearded dragon, parrot) upon stepping into their lush estate one is immediately assaulted by children with nerf guns seven dogs of varying sizes and energy levels a parrot with no manners

🐀 a complainy popstar by snsk

(G, 2k, rat) Harry wants a baby. He settles for a pet rat. Louis sort of hates the pet rat very much a lot.

🦆 summertime and butterflies by dadlouis

(T, 2k, duck) Louis and Harry go in for a pet and get something a bit different

—Rare Pairs—

🐒 Hi, Hey There, Hello by orphan_account

(T, 14k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw, monkey) Louis can talk to animals. Nick can't, but he tries anyway. Louis likes that in a guy.

🐀 Creature Fear by @dearmrsawyer

(G, 8k, Niall/Harry, opossum) Louis is an Opossum, and he's moved into the walls.

🦎 I Pray to God I Didn’t Waste All My Good Years (It Was Always You) by versacezayn

(M, 5k, Zayn/Liam, lizard) It’s been four years since Zayn left the band.

#ficrec #1dsource #trackinghappily #1dficvillage #tracksintheam #trackinghome #hltracks

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zestyaahbutler · 11 months

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if nobody fills your inbox like i’m gonna fill heinkel’s ass, they’re not doing it right

HAD TO ASK MY FIRST QUESTION: since i want amulya away from those crusty white men for a minute, how do you think she is as a mother? and what was her brief relationship with integra like?

love your writing so much btw<3

Thank u sunslept, I will provide u with enough Amulya content as you ask for. I salute u in your Heinkel endeavors!!! I be going crazy at the fact that I have such a dedicated fan. Your comments and interactions have made me smile a bunch. I felt soooo bad for not getting this out the day you sent it in. I shall include a doodle for the inconvenience:

Fuck them old guys >:)

Amulya’s relationship with Integra

TW: mentions of suicide, questionable dynamics, mental illness, average Hellsing lore

Amulya was extremely happy to become pregnant with Integra. She first became pregnant with Integra almost 2 years. As I said before, her pregnancy was relatively normal. Her mental state has never been the best but it was at least manageable.

However, when the full scope of what the organization was revealed to her and Arthur mentioned Integra being designated as the eventual heir, Amulya was very much against it. She was dealing with a ton of emotions and hormones so finding out near the end of her term. For Arthur to lie about her and give her such big news felt like a huge betrayal. She didn’t want Integra to be involved with an organization that dealt with such heinous creatures. Even if it was for the good, she wanted Integra to be normal and grow up to be whatever she wanted. It felt too soon to expect their daughter in a leadership role. As worried as she was, she tried to understand Arthur’s views on the matter and suppress her own opinions.

Integra was born on October 27th, 1977, at 7:43 in the morning. Fortunately, she was a very healthy baby. Both Amulya and Arthur were ecstatic about Integra coming into the world. It was surreal for her to hold and get to know someone who had been growing inside her for nine months. Even as happy as she was, Amulya developed post-partum depression. She couldn’t say why she felt as sad and guilty as she did but it was an overwhelming amount. She would often cry about how she felt horrible for bringing such a pure human being into the terrible world. She wanted to leave that terrible world and would feel even worse. She was scared of holding Integra herself. Amulya couldn’t bare the thought of somehow hurting Integra. Amulya was also terrified of being alone with her. For months, she relied on nannies, maids, or Walter for helping with Integra. She had a routine of having them hold Integra while she sits next to them. If she ever hold Integra, it was for short amounts of time.

Amulya felt like an inadequate wife and mother. She had difficulty sleeping. Integra would wake up at odd times at night which didn’t help. She was scared of Integra possibly dying in her sleep. While she trusted everyone to look after her and had more help than she could’ve asked for, there was still always the feeling something could happen. The worst times for her were when she would walk to Integra’s room at night sleep deprived and just look at her. Nothing in particular would happen but she would be thinking about taking Integra and leaving, strangling Integra so she wouldn’t have to live in such a world, or taking her own life. She never acted on hurting Integra but those thoughts were the ones that made her too scared to hold her.

Arthur was supportive and tried to ease Amulya’s mental state as much as he could. One of the steps he took to help was using one of the organization's psychologists to help Amulya process the information on the organization much better. This was an older woman who had kids herself and was plenty experienced with helping victims with trauma regarding the supernatural. This woman played a massive part in Amulya becoming more comfortable with the organization and keeping her spirits up.

Arthur was always a very busy man. He always loved Integra since she was born. There were just not a ton of opportunities for him to take time off.

After almost a year, Amulya was able to hold Integra on her own. She even had Integra sleep in the bed with her. Due to her less-than-stellar start to motherhood, she tried her best to make up for it by spending as much time as possible with her daughter. She designated time for herself and for her hobbies but spent the majority of her time raising and doting on her. Amulya wanted to be there for every milestone. Not that Arthur would ever want to break her heart, but Integra’s first word was said around him. Amulya and Arthur were both present when Integra took her first steps. Amulya felt more and more whole seeing Integra growing up. She even saw bits of her personality forming. Integra wasn’t too needy but when she was set on something, she would throw a bit of a fit. It didn’t help that Amulya would give in. These fits were mainly Amulya putting her down for more than a few minutes or not being able to give Integra to Arthur while he was working. This resulted in Amulya spending some days in the office with Arthur while holding Integra. She even had a couch put in his office so she would have somewhere comfortable to sit.

Amulya adored how Integra looks. Her looking so much like Arthur was the best to her. Integra’s hair was blonde to her surprise. She doesn’t have a clear idea on how the genes were that strong but she wasn’t ever unhappy with it. She was excited to get Integra her first haircut but was destroyed at some of her beautiful hair being cut off. She styled Integra’s hair in bows and clips. She dressed her in fancy outfits and hats. The accessories would come off while Integra was playing but was sure to take pictures of her before they did. Amulya was very excited for the holidays so she could dress Integra up for parties.

Amulya was picky choosey on who she allowed around Integra. She never had a good experience around Richard. He wasn’t allowed alone with Integra or even hold her. She was convinced that he always had a different motive than getting to know his niece.

She was ore than happy to show off Integra to the members of the round table. If there as a meeting, there was a chance of Amulya popping in for a brief distraction to announce that Integra had woken up from a nap.

While she was a very caring mother, she still dealt with depression and anxiety. This might be a little weird to say but just because she was very happy doesn’t mean she never had intrusive thoughts or episodes. The times that she was really bad were impulsive decisions. She never regretted Integra, she regretted being the one to be her mother. Ultimately, she felt like she was too weak and too much of a burden to the people around her.

Just me talking: I hope that helps! <3 If anyone has any more questions, drawing requests, or story requests regarding Amulya, let me know. I apologize for taking a while to respond to this. I got a little too passionate about my small story with her and Walter.

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spontaneouskoopalingblog · 10 months

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☆It's the Broodals!!!☆

I'll have their completed designs ready later, but for now, just enjoy these shitty silhouettes and some fun-facts :3

Yes, they are, in fact, jackalopes

The Broodals are a bit older than the Koopalings, with their ages being Hariet 24, Topper 26, Spewart 27, and Rango 28

They all used to live together until the death of their parents, which caused them to go their separate ways. Due to somewhat recent events, the buns have reunited, and currently work as professional assassins

The buns live in a small tree fort in Forest Land. They are by far the most competent creatures in the territory

None of them have love interests or feelings for anyone in general. Just a big group of aro-aces (Although this may change later)

During some missions, the buns have to break into houses. Once the target is killed, they use the showers, raid the kitchen, and take any relatively nice furniture. (All are things they don't have access to in Forest Land)

Hariet is extremely hyper and crazy 24/7. She annoys her brothers (Specifically Spewart) constantly, occasionally compromises missions, and is generally a menace to society. But she's an efficient killer. Quick, nimble, and sneaky. She once worked as a teacher (Glorified babysitter) in Snow Land, but got fired for taking a ton of children on an unauthorized field trip to Rango's amusement park.

Topper used to be a soldier in the Koopa Troop and has severe PTSD from those days. He hates talking about his time in the army and regularly has random panic attacks. Along with getting PTSD, Topper lost an eye, a leg, and an ear. (He uses a hat to hide the torn ear and is incredibly insecure about it.) He is the sweetest little bunny you will ever meet. Incredibly shy, well-mannered, and positive.

Spewart has lost all faith in humanity and has general "I don't want to be here" vibes. He is constantly on-edge and very easy to piss off, so be careful. He used to be a nurse, so knows a lot about crucial and weak locations on a body, which leads to a lot of quick, efficient kills. He is by far the most dangerous bun, not only for his knowledge and anger, but also the fact that the inside of his mouth is completely acidic. If he licks anything, it will begin to dissolve instantly. He carries around glass balls filled with his acidic saliva to melt people with.

Rango is the oldest sibling. He is probably the least noteable assassin, but is the one in charge of taking orders and locating targets. He tries his best to be a good brother and is always super nice to his siblings, even though Spewart and Hariet aren't really very loving in return. He is EXTREMELY protective of Topper and babies him all the time. Before becoming an assassin, he worked at a carnival in Grass Land. He still loves kids to this day. He has a strict no killing kids policy unless they're getting paid a large sum of money to do so.

Hariet was the first to return home to Forest Land after being fired from her job. Rango quit his 'cuz he was bored. Topper finally had enough of his, so he dragged himself back home, bloody, bruised, missing body parts, and generally seeming hurt. After Rango saw Topper in that condition, he demaded Spewart (a nurse) come home and help him. Spewart was only supposed to help Topper, then return to his house in Sky Land, but was talked into staying and moving back in. A decision he thoroughly regrets today.

Hariet enjoys picking on all of her siblings and antagonizing them to get reactions. With Topper, she can't do anything too crazy because of how sensitive he is. It's not fun when the target of your prank just breaks down sobbing and starts having a panic attack. Rango used to work at an insane carnival and is used to chaos, so he isn't very fazed with most things she does. It's not fun when the target of your prank doesn't give a shit. Spewart is her #1 target because of how quickly he gets pissed off. Spewart absolutely despises her. Almost every moment they spend together looks like a Tom & Jerry cartoon with him chasing her around with weapons for vengeance.

Topper is somewhat afraid of Hariet and Spewart, yet still tries to be nice to them. The only sibling he isn't terrified of is Rango. The two have a very close relationship, and they would both do almost anything for the other.

Spewart HATES Hariet. He respects Rango and his authority as the oldest, but just doesn't understand him and how he can be so cheerful all the time. Topper is the only person he actively makes attempts to be kind to, and although he does annoy him from time to time, he tries to stay patient.

Rango has somewhat became the parent of the group and tries to maintain healthy relationships with all his siblings. He thinks Hariet is funny but occasionally has to intervene when she takes something too far. He tries to be nice to Spewart but also tries to give him space. Topper is Rango's baby, and he would never let anything bad happen to him. If anybody harms Topper, he will go psycho on them.

It's suspected that Hariet behaves the way she does due to being the youngest and wanting attention. Also, the boys are 99.99% sure she was dropped on her head as a baby. (Rango swears he remembers seeing it happen)

Topper regularly has night terrors and wakes up, SCREAMING. Hariet somehow sleeps through it all, it pisses Spewart the hell off, but he tries not to say anything 'cuz he knows Topper can't control it, and Rango is completely fine with it. Whenever it happens, he comforts Topper and snuggles him back to sleep.

Spewart is an alcoholic. He claims Hariet is the sole reason he drinks (Which absolutely checks out.) He has bashed empty bottles over her head several times, which hasn't gotten her to stop. Ever. He also has a few grey hairs already which he also claims are all because of Hariet giving him stress.

Rango still occasionally visits his old amusement park for fun. He has been on so many crazy rides so many times that they don't faze him anymore. He can have a casual conversation with someone while everyone else is screaming on rides.

No, you can not ask them anything (yet)

#Broodals #Coming soon

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who's the scientist why r they eating chilis like theyre candy 😭

Super sad I don't have a picture of him grrrrr my coauthor never designed it, so just pretend he’s looks like this instead.

The Scientist is a part of the very special and totally uniquely named group of semi-aquatic creatures called “Sea People”. The Scientist is (well yeah a scientist but like everyone else is too) kind of a nobody. Just a regular intelligent sea creature doing his job.

The “Sea People” area can be split into 2 dominions, they don't have names yet, but we can call them the Hippies and Scholars.

The Scientist is a part of this “scholar kingdom", that is driven in the pursuit of knowledge. They are VERY academic.

They kind of pride themselves on being neutral and unbiased (it's a fucking lie). They have entire cities dedicated to preserving, categorizing research, and making information widely available (except they don't share it with anyone but themselves fucking hypocrites).

Everyone is always on the scholar grind it's wild. The Scientist worked in the department for Genetics/DNA (or whatever the equivalent would be as they're not humannnn) and then switched over to robotics + construction and now he’s earning his degree in tortureeeeee.

The Scholars would tolerate the “Land People", as they hate everyone and everything that is not from the sea... The water was already shaky *wink wink* but then...the Sonic Pulse happened, it was literally an "until the fire nation attacked scenario". The Scholars would welcome anyone into their kingdom as an exchange student. They really fw niggas who tryna learn.

But The Lord attacked their kingdom (almost killed everyone with her stupid sonic pulse) and The Scholars basically shut everything down and are now refusing to cooperate with anyone on ANYTHING.

A “fuck you and yo mama good luck on your own” if you will (they petty) as they need each other's resources to function.

The Scholars hate this limitation and are working diligently to be able to exist independently. But for now, everything is thrown out of balance (thanks Arlinda).

The Scientist was originally sent to the surface as a spy researcher of some sort. Even though The Scholars are "beyond petty governmental disputes" and "don't engage with stupid ideologies like speciesism, classism, etc" they are still discriminatory asf in the kingdom

The Scientist is kinda a peasant and The Scholars see him and others like him as disposable (they literally eat the peasants).

It's not in his nature to argue or say no (accepting rules and authority is ingrained into everyone who lives there), but he is still really pissed about it…how dare they take him away from super important research!

He's rereading his favorite book written by some random from 200000 billion years ago while giggling and kicking his feet...

Going to the surface to be with the "Land People" is kind of a death sentence. The "Land People" have a reputation for being horrendous, bloodthirsty, dirty, freaky monsters. Not to mention The Rabid spreading like crazy. The Scientist hates being on the land so much but it's unlimited new information to learn...he’s creaming. (would never admit it tho).

He got lost in the sauce and after a while, stopped reporting to The Scholar that was assigned to him. Everyone assumed he died and forgot about him.

The Scientist doesn't care about fame and fortune, though he did want to use the new information he learned as leverage to get himself into more elite circles.

Which would give him access to classified or secret projects The Creators were working on. The Scientist also REALLY wants the meet The Elders.

However, as he adapted to "Land People" he found that he can survive comfortably there (so far) so now he doesn't give a shit about "Sea People" and is focusing on learning actual NEW information.

(Since The Scholars hate "Land People" and think their kind isn't worth learning about, no one knows anything about them).

The Scientist still doesn't think they’re worth learning about but it's not like he's NOT going to record everything he’s experiencing while he's here. (He's obsessed).

In a sense, you can say he turned on his own kind. While on land he quickly learned about The Lord and joined up with her. He’s only there for the resources and learning experience. During this time he came into his mad scientist era and hasn't left, so now he can go balls off the walls and there are only people who encourage himmm (The Scientist sees The Lord as his Elder so he is in awe of her, and wants to get closer to her. If you point this out he'll kill you).

The Scientist has a daughter, her name is Natalia, and she is an android (but not fleshy, she's full metal).

Natalia is reminiscent of a porcelain doll (and she's also the fucking Terminator) he made Natalia at the request of The Madam.

The Madam wanted to make the humans they captured feel safer and at ease but boi that does NOT work.

(He also has a second daughter her name is Pheobe, The Doctor made Pheobe as a "warning" to all humans who disobey or cause trouble. Pheobe is kind of like a Frankenstein blob creature. Her and Natalia are sisters!! Natalia hates her <3)

The Scientist is always fighting with The Madam about Natalia.

The Scientist: "You know nothing about technology, I am not changing its primary programming. This weapon was made to provide security to the base. You will not adorn it with useless trinkets. Leave my lab, now." The Madam: "...you...you stupid fuck...what are you talking about???? i PAID you to make her FOR MEEEE!!! I AM YOUR SUPERIOR!!!"

The Scientist hates her <3

His personality is almost non-existent mostly because he never had a chance to develop one (lame ahh nigga) but he gets irritated easily (especially being on land).

So he’s very mean and doesn't fuck around, if you’re not behaving within the first 2 seconds of meeting him he'll put you in time out (the electric chair) but out of all the creature he’s the easiest one to become friends with.

As long as you word whatever you want to do as a new learning experience he'll stick around.

He gets a lil sillay after he leaves the kingdom and is no longer constantly watched to maintain societal expectations.

A lot of the information gathered by The Scholars is learned by observing rather than experiencing.

Being on land kind of…changed him and now he’s a little reckless. (the chaos of the land is getting to him possibly maybe?)

Think Brave Wildness and how the guy lets himself get stung or bitten and ranks them. Or the video of the girl eating the black death candy?

Yeah, that's something The Scientist would do too :)

So to answer your question...

The Scientist: "wtf is a chile?? Wtf is chile oil??? It is spicy? How spicy?................ Uh so is anyone going to taste and meticulously record each of thes-"

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sorry for typos oof

#bobs answers #bobs looseleaf #beastly bordello #The Scientist #omg this is so long #I hope this is #coherent #I was going to give about 3 more paragraphs of information #in the tags but #I'm worn out #ugh #you're safe for now #I'm not proof reading #good luck #ahhh

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The Owl Curse: Or How Eda Stopped Fearing the Curse and Learned to Love the Pet It Totally Always Was.

Sometimes my Discord can trigger me to want to write something. After rambling some base thoughts, someone pretty much summed up what this blog is going to say in the best way:

Eda's Curse in S1: Bit like lycanthropy, drains bearer's magic, functions well Eda's Curse in S2: "Hey guys, remember Naruto and Kurama? That was interesting."

Which is just SUCH a perfect way to describe the difference in how the curse is treated but I want to go a step further. Let’s talk about just how bat shit crazy this curse is from a narrative perspective and how many retcons Knock Knock Knocking introduces that make ZERO sense. Before I get into this though: This all effectively nitpicking. It’s not even “Oh, all these nitpicks become a genuine problem.” No, nothing like that. The Owl Beast is very effectively used emotionally and narratively and its only real problems are in lack of exploration/use of Harpy Eda and the stupidity of the plan against the Day of Unity and that’s more a plot problem than it is specifically the curse’s. So first: What is the curse shown to us in Season 1? Well, it’s actually kept pretty consistent and does a bit of back fill for why the strongest witch in the Isles doesn’t exactly do all that much magic in the first couple episodes. It seems directly tied to your magic supply and emotions, which in TOH are one and the same regardless of jokes like magic ‘coming from the heart’. If your emotions go too high or your magic goes too low, you turn into the beast. Worse yet, it chips away at your maximum magic until eventually you are always at the minimum threshold and will permanently become the beast. (Also, yes, you could claim it as a ripoff of All Might but All Might is a REALLY good idea for a mentor figure so taking from him is not exactly a bad thing.) This also frankly explains what the elixirs do. While they can’t fix the maximum mana issue, they can be a temporary reserve of mana that satiates the curse, This allows the witch to have more tolerance on both magic and emotions that might not otherwise be available, though they won’t stop a panic attack or excessive magic use from causing a transformation, at which point the mana cap is cut even harder. It’s frankly a pretty good curse and in S1 had a lot of interesting possibilities and implications. From disability allegories to possible worldbuilding explanations for why you became any sort of beast, to even the idea of soul animals seeing as both Eda’s palisman and beastial form take elements from owls. The one thing it doesn’t feel though is alive or sentient. It is feral and seemingly designed to specifically make a powerful witch into a mindless monster. To turn the intelligence and magic required to be a powerful spellcaster in most settings into a creature of pure instinct and brute force. Anytime there is any intelligence within the creature, it is explicitly stated that that is due to Eda. And a final note on the S1 elements: We do see Eda’s nightmares. She has reoccurring, lucid nightmares where she sees Lilith but shrouded in darkness. Her actions are of aggression and demands which is very fitting for Eda. This is her way of responding to something that annoys her. Something she wants answers to. Then we get the finale and Lilith takes half of Eda’s curse. Because the final stage of the curse takes ALL of your magic away though, literally any spellcasting power is taken by the curse. A possible stretch but one that works, especially since now the curse itself is halved and its floor for their magic is effectively no longer existent. It’s something that will get them without medication and in highly emotional moments but now that they have no magic, how it functions in terms of the magic they have in them is questionable. But it works well for a finale and a theoretical resolution to the curse. Except... It’s not. I’m actually going to skip Affearances. We’ll come back to it, don’t worry, but we actually first need to discuss the creation of Harpy Eda first. After all, if it’s simply a normal curse, or even mental illness because in S1 it works well enough as a disability allegory (including in Affearances frankly) the Lilith being able to gain it as well makes sense. Knock Knock Knocking makes it a literal owl beast though. It can be reasoned with, make deals and while it looks big and scary, a minor act of aggression can have you realize in your dreamscape that it’s actually tiny and pathetic. It’s just a little guy who got trapped inside you with the power of the curse. And this fucks EVERYTHING up. If aggression can have you meet with its tiny self, because Eda only shows it kindness once it’s small and effectively a baby, then why hasn’t she met the owl baby before? We literally saw that be her reaction to the Lilith dream. Also, that entire sequence is kind of awkward because Eda goes from being ready to throw hands and beat the shit out of it to “No... No. This isn’t your fault. This can be a team effort,” effectively in the span of a screen wipe. But also how about the fact that it can be reasoned with at all? Eclipse Lake straight up shows that it can communicate with its host. That it can make deals and that Eda can even understand it. Why hasn’t this ever come into play before? If it’s an active entity instead of a passive force, why does Eda have to still take the potions instead of just changing her terms with the owl baby? It didn’t seem to actually hate her at the mental beach and that immediately created Harpy Eda once Eda was willing to give it some head pats. The fact that the full Owl Beast form exists at all post Harpy Eda makes no sense. In the finale, she warns the Collector that she won’t be able to control herself before going beast form... But why? That’s not Eda. That’s the Owl Beast. And what the fuck does the Owl Beast about Luz? Instead, it should have been a true fusion of her and the beast. Put some of Eda’s red in its fur or REALLY go monstrous on Harpy Eda’s form since it’s not even as monstrous as most werewolf forms. It’s too sleek to be that frankly. But Eda and the Owl Beast are two different beings. They are not one like they were in S1 where if a fully feral Eda had protected Luz, it actually would have made sense because of the found family aspect. It’s a momma bear protecting her cub or the like. But the owl beast has no relationship to anyone in Eda’s life. It only saves Eda’s life because of the promise of food in Eclipse Lake. And all of this brings up an additional question: WHAT THE FUCK DID LILITH SPLIT!? The Owl Beast has its full form with Eda and since it is the swapping of yourself with the literal creature inside of you, not the figurative one anymore, you can’t just cut that in half. Eda’s beastial isn’t diminished after all. It comes out in full force. Why isn’t it still consuming Eda at full speed then if it’s still entirely inside Eda instead of just being a curse? Or for that matter: Why is Lilith’s beast form different? It’s a literal creature now. People can want it like the possible archivist we see in that dream which... Not gonna touch on it. The point is that Lilith just has a new creature in her that isn’t the same owl beast. When it’s just a curse that is going to have slight variations based on the host’s magic and personality, that made sense. As literal, sentient creature you can reason, NOT SO MUCH! And all of this is without getting into the fact that the plot HINGES eventually on the curse... Still being a curse. Still acting the same way it did in S1 where it just devours magic. It’s why her bard magic now destroys everything it touches. It’s where the BRILLIANT moment of “Let’s counter this spell that kills people by draining of them with their magic with a curse that turns people into monsters, effectively killing them, BY DRAINING THEIR MAGIC” comes from. It’s not good, but it is CRUCIAL to the plot that it can still work like this when we don’t even know why this beast consumes magic at all. We know it likes eating voles. If Eda caught a few voles once a week, would she need to stop taking the potions? So with all that said, with all the questions... Why don’t I condemn this like I do a lot of other half baked elements of TOH? Well... Because it actually has payoff that’s relative to the necessary suspension of disbelief. It’s a curse and it’s magic. So long as it is a detriment to the user, it can do a lot of whatever you want it to. And for S1, its arc with Eda and Lilith is powerful. It’s a lot of what makes the last two episodes of S1 as effective as they are and kind of why Affearances being the last time the two take each other seriously (and not even really that. Eda doesn’t really have a relationship with Lilith after S1 and that just sucks and plays into the utter wasting of Lilith’s character) is such a tragedy. There’s still more there to do but it’s just kind of thrown off, but the double beast battle is GREAT and Lilith’s beast form is PHENOMENAL. Even Knock Knock Knocking and all of its retcons to one big point: Eda coming to terms with the curse. Because we as an audience know how long she’s struggled with it, how much it has hurt her, her coming to find peace with it is powerful and evocative. It’s part of why I REALLY wish Eda had just mastered there and then. They never do anything with it after all and pulling back and being like “Actually, she still has little control over it and needs the elixirs,” kind of cheapens the moment. It’s in line with TOH always not allowing the climax of an episode to be fully impactful (Reaching Out with Amity and Alador, Understanding Willow with Amity and Willow, Eclipse Lake with Amity and Hunter, though that one actually works). Which, fine, but you have to have a point to an anti-climax like that and TOH doesn’t ever plan for those. It’s just another way that the show can say it’s not as twee as other kids’ media, or media in general, when in reality it’s just wasting time. Which frankly, trying to say it isn’t a problem, especially with how the plot handles it with the Day of Unity and all the ways it makes no sense, short term or long term... Yeah. It’s just bad. But it’s indicative of a deep rot at the core of the show that’s constantly eating at it so that its highs can’t ever be as they once were and their options for how to actually fix their issues become less and less. Almost like a certain curse I know. ======== I have a public Discord for any and all who want to join!

I also have an Amazon page for all of my original works in various forms of character focused romances from cute, teenage romance to erotica series of my past. I have an Ao3 for my fanfiction projects as well if that catches your fancy instead, If you want to hang out with me, I stream from time to time and love to chat with chat.

And finally a Twitter you can follow too!

#The Olw House Criticism #Eda #Eda the Owl Lady #The Owl Beast #TOH Critical

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