#lex yells into the void

[theheraldsrest]

~How would the companions/advisors/LIs react to the Inquisitor being turned into a cat by apostates, and suddenly being in danger from aggressive nobles with allergies and refugees looking to ‘fortify’ their next meal. Meanwhile, the Inquisitor’s totally nonchalant and just living the best life~

“Companions (+Romanced) reacting to Inquisitor turned into a Cat”

God bless all of you. I love you all. This request kept making me giggle, thank you, @sacredpigeon, for this thought! (I think the void ate this ask, but i had it saved in my document, so all good!) Now we go through who’s a cat person and who’s not.

-Lord Lex

Cullen

-The commander of the Inquisition should be calm and complete in any situation. Not this situation though, my man is panicking. What does he do?! You’re a cat! What kind of magic is this?! How do you reverse this?! He holds you under your armpits and holds you out, trying to figure out what to do. Goes to all of the magic users and begs them for help. If romanced, he tries to see if you're still in there, asking for any sign. If given a sign, it gives him a bit of comfort though he still doesn’t know what to do with you. Promises to fix this, awkwardly patting your head and yelling at anyone who goes too close to you.

(Please picture a poor soldier being yelled at not to get too close to the Inquisitor and all they see is some cat walking around.)

Josephine

-Josey is trying so hard not to gush over this beautiful cat that the companions brought back-wait, it’s who now. See, it’s a little hard to accept that the cat in front of her is the Inquisitor when there’s literally just a cat in front of her. Do anything to prove it’s you and she’ll be convinced, even if it’s a bit skeptical. She’s trying so hard to treat it like a serious situation, but she really can’t when you’re at the war table and there’s just a cat there with a serious face. If romanced, she’s adoring you, petting and kissing you, telling you how pretty/handsome you are. Keeps you close so that no one bothers you while trying her best to get someone to reverse it.

Leliana

-Don’t laugh, don’t laugh, don’t laugh, don’t laugh, don’t- Ok but this is really funny. Leliana is trying so hard to keep a straight face while the others explain what happened to you. She’ll look you dead in the eye, and tell you to nod your head or shake your head before asking you several questions. If you’re still conscious and answer properly, you’ll notice a big smile growing on her face that she is failing to hide. She promises through her laughter that she’ll help find someone to fix it. Later asks if you can understand what her ravens can say.

Vivienne

-Just acting really annoyed. On the opposite side of the cat-loving spectrum, so she’s trying to hide her dislike for the small felines while still addressing you as if nothing happened. Madam Vivienne will not treat you any differently and, as such, will expect the same from you. If you’re more cat conscious than your own, she’ll pass the responsibility onto someone who loves cats, specifically Dorian. You have witnessed both having a conversation about you, Dorian calling you little baby while Vivienne calls you menace or beasty.

Varric

-This has to be one of the goofiest things he’s ever seen and yet no one would believe him if he told this story. Hell, half his stories that are true no one believes. He’s split on treating you like the Inquisitor still or treating you like a cat. Settles on a middle, calling you the “Inquisipurr”. Tries different things to see if you still have your consciousness or if you’re just a cat at the moment. Blink once for yes and blink twice for no. Hiss if you thin Cassandra should be nicer.

Cole

-Number one cat translator. Sort of. He can convey what you’re thinking, especially if you keep your mind. Doesn’t even mind it and still treats you like his friend. But most find it funny when he adds in a random meow because that’s how your mind is currently. Also with the occasional “The Inquisitor wants your attention” and then pointing down at the cat. It's the Cullen thing, but more people are obligated to think that that's just how Cole is instead of thinking he's a lunatic.

Solas

-Honestly? This is some bewildering magic, and he’s pretty sure the caster might have messed up. He’ll admit that it’s adorable, but he’d rather make sure you're safe before anything else. Solas will be one of the main people trying to look for a way to turn you back while also keeping an eye on you. Constantly goes between treating you like a cat and petting you before remembering that this cat is the Inquisitor and acting like nothing happened. If romanced, he tries to get you to follow him so that he can keep an eye on you. Or else, just holds you wherever he goes, holding you away from others when they talk to him.

Cassandra

-Ok, don’t panic. Or freeze. Both would be bad. Cassandra does both. She’s just…so confused and worried but what does she do about it? She tries to corral you to safety, afraid she or someone or something might hurt you. Then immediately goes to find a magic user and get them to figure out how to fix you. She’ll stay by your side the whole time. If romanced, she’ll put you on eye level and talk to you to calm you down, even if you don’t understand or look more calm than she feels right now. Cassandra promises to care for you as long as it takes to turn you back.

The Iron Bull

-What the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK. You’re so small and weird and WHAT. What does he do?! Bull’s trying to keep an eye on you while also trying to get someone to help you that knows what you’re dealing with. If you try to nudge up against him or climb him, he just tries to relax as much as possible, making sure you’re not gonna hurt yourself while an animal. If romanced, he just yoinks you up by the scruff of your neck and onto his shoulder, keeping a hand over you while looking for one of your magical companions.

Dorian

-You know those pet owners you just gasp and say “Look at you!” and pick up their cat real gently like just to hold them close to their chest while petting them? Dorian. He’s treating you like an actual cat while smiling the whole time, both because it’s funny and I do think he loves cats. Even risking cat hair on his outfit and notes. If romanced, he’ll even bring you up to look him in the eye while baby-praising you. “You are stunning, yes you are.” Doesn’t know if you’re fully conscious or not, but has to make sure you know he loves you no matter what.

Sera

-This is so funny and yet so cursed at the same time. She, too, is panicking while laughing at how stupid this is. What in the absolute shit magic is this? She really doesn’t want to touch you in case it’s contagious (Sera, that’s not how magic works) so it’s even funnier seeing her dance around away from you, yelling at you to stop it. If romanced, Sera makes a long scratching stick to pat you on the head and show you affection. She loves you but not risking it.

Blackwall

-Definition of panicked and protective. Whether you’re in a romance with Blackwall or not, he’s trying to hold on to you, his arms carefully around you and close to him. He can’t lose you if you’re close to him. Also, he’s used to nails of animals digging into him. Though if you are in a relationship and people are currently trying to fix your situation, some do spot him cuddling you, scratching your ears and kissing your head, assuring you that you’ll be fine.

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lex i wanna know your take on byler and will coming out bcs i’ve seen a lot of different takes like the duffer bros are homophobic for not making him come out this season or that it’s the 80’s so it’s harder

I think byler and will being closeted are literally an essential part of his character, ppl saying the duffer brothers are homophobic ar eliterally dense and im gonna talk ab robin too for a sec because with robins character it was different in the sense that she came out to steve-a guy she’d known for one summer that fell in love w her, a guy whos friendship she valued and a guy she knew was still in love w his ex and essentially using rob as a way to fill that void. When she came out to steve it was unspoken and he immediately understood what she meant and he accepted her as she was because truthfully thats A. A part of steves character and B. Emphasized their relationship as friends moving forward which served as the future plotpoints of steve wanting her to be happy but also of the whole rekindling an old flame with nancy bc steve had to accept snd realize that ol boy wasnt over his ex. Plus it made Robin an integral member of “the party” and Steve’s life as his best friend. Lets also keep in mind that robin has only ever come out to Steve and its a prevalent point that shes not coming out to anyone else bc “ill be the town pariah” ie homophobia and hate, not to mention the fetishization of lesbian women was still prominent in the 80s cornography industry like it is to this day, which from a consumerism perspective means that robin being “openly out of the closet” is easier to accept from a viewer perspective bc shes a woman-harsh truth but its a reality in most media.

With Byler and Will it’s different. Not to mention that Will being a gay male in the 80s (historical context: the aids epidemic + a DRASTIC rise in being outwardly hateful/homophobia) makes him feel like a mistake bc of everything around him telling him he is one. Him being closeted is almost an essential part of his character growth and development and his singular story arc as well, this is the kid who was known as ‘zombie boy’ and bullied his entire childhood-he already felt left out and left behind by his friends and his other peers. In season 3 when mike yells its not my fault you dont like girls its a direct reference to will being “behind” in terms of relationships but also its a read between the lines moment where the duffer brothers are telling you will byers is gay. He has that moment with jonathan in the pizza play and jonathan KNOWS his speech in the car about “el” was really about himself, his brother KNOWS he’s gay and he doesnt force him out of the closet or make him say it outloud (i think its almost a parallel to robin and steve w her coming out moment), instead he says that he loves him and nothing would ever change that.

I think theyve set it up for will to be in love with mike from the beginning of the series, mike was constantly there for will and constantly checking in/there when all the bad shit went down-it sets up will having a crush on mike rlly well honestly. Its the age ol classic gay trope of having a crush on your straight best friend. Which is genuinely realistic because it’s happened to so many gay ppl that its almost expected for a lot of baby gays (ie ppl who are starting to understand their sexualities past heteronormativity) to end up falling for someone whos straight-and in wills case its his best friend. Will also saved El, inherently by him telling Mike he was the heart and projecting his feelings for Mike through El, Mike was literally able to find the words to tell that bitch he believed in her and he loved her and he needed her-which is a harsh reality that a lot of young queer people face.

I feel like a lot of younger ppl (like those under 18) dont really have an understanding of/or the same coming out experience as the older side of gen z and previous generstions bc right now (minus the whole scotus hates gays) being gay is societably acceptable, sure homophobia and bigots still exist-but in a lot of westernized societies its okay to be openly gay snd coming out isnt as difficult as it used to be-given that the show is set in Indiana-coming out in the 80s in a small town in the same state that the Kkk was created in??? Yeah no, not happening, so sorry but context is NECESSARY to understand will being closeted. As a society we’ve been slowly progressing to being more open and accepting towards anyone who isnt cisgendered and heterosexual. Like bitch for some context sb modern day America: i got outed when i was in highschool and that was like 5 years ago, people were okay with using the F slur in shows and media until literslly like 2018, gay marriage has only been legal for like 7 years, coming out today is WAYYY easier than it was in the 80s so Will being closeted and never admitting it fits his storyline. Him being in love w his bestfriend whos straight and loves a girl, fits his storyline and its clear that this is gonna reflect in season 5 somehow.

Personally i think byler is cute, but the way the show is set up-Mike Wheeler is straight, hes not gonna fall for Will snd thats going to slowly break wills heart, but like i said-that normal for young queer people-its an almost universal experience for a lot of us. I think we also need to genuinely take a step back from toxic ship culture in fandoms bc not every gay ship is gonna fuckin happen 90% of the time they don’t happen-we all know this and ive seen ppl say they were queerbaited w byler but genuinely they werent, mike wheeler isnt gay, he isnt bisexual, and thats OKAY, i think wills closeted experience is honestly well done, like yea he bitches a lot and hes kind of a pussy but eh the kid was traumatized so he has the right to be a pussy. His closeted experience reflects a general experience that he has to go through in order to eventually accept himself and embrace who he is. If he wouldve come out this season his character development wouldve been rushed and odds are his friendship w mike and the moment from the van or in the pizza shop wouldnt have happened.

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What if he's got ALL the magical protection? I swear to god I will not be the one to fall to some mage.

I fucking hate wizards.

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Why is Lex so involved in Clark’s attempt at a love life? I mean I love it but

Lex is like 20 and he’s so involved in 14-15 year olds love lives, it’s kind of hilarious and kind of weird.

#a human yelling into the void #a human watches smallville #smallville #not star wars #dont get me wrong i love Lexs involvement #and honestly if they didnt all look like theyre mid-20s (which they are) #im pretty sure itd be weirder

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I am also a fandom old and I knew I recognized your name when I saw you posting RNM stuff (that is EXCELLENT by the way). I remember you from SV. I don’t remember what site it was on, maybe LJ? But both you and SVMadelyn were my favorites so I was so delighted to see you in RNM! It’s like running into old friends again! So HI, it’s so nice to run into you again and I’m thrilled you are writing Malex. It’s one of my favorite pairings. Now if I could only get you into 911 Buddie, my life would be complete! 🤩🥳

oh wow! this is so funny! Livejournal was such a fun time before the Russians, the ability to have "friendlists" to filter and browse by...and now we're all on Tumblr, yelling into the void! That was my first fandom, and basically my only surviving work I think is from that time, and I only cringe a little rereading season 1 CLex. The way that show treated Lex toward the end of 6-7, I still have trust issues lol! Anyway, thank you for the sweet note, I too was a big fan of SVMadelyn, and also RivkaT, and I'm a bit nostalgic for those days!

As for writing Buddie, my brain only plays in one sandbox at a time- I admire people who can do multiple fandoms at the same time and keep the characterization straight! That's not a skill I possess, and I'm jealous!

#fandom love #thank you so much for the ask #nostalgic now for those days

[thornedrose44]

Our Love Is Not Fickle

TW: Facial Scar

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“Honestly, the worst thing you can do is stare.” Lena snapped, turning her head away from the superhero shifting uncomfortably in the doorway.

“Lena.” Kara breathed, her voice cracking in that way Lena loathed.

It was a crack of sympathy, of heartbreak, of… of… pity.

Lena was so fucking tired of being pitied.

“Don’t.” Lena ordered coldly, despising how weak the command sounded when issued from a hospital bed. “I don’t… I don’t want to hear fucking platitudes. I don’t want to hear that everything will get better. I don’t want to hear that it could have been worse. I don’t… I don’t…”

She wanted to keep going but the words caught in her throat as she lost the embittered war to the choked sobs she had been fighting so desperately to hold back. 

Kara was by her side faster than humanly possible, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling the raven-haired woman gently into her arms, holding her close and pressing tender kisses to the top of her head. 

“I know it's pathetic and ungrateful…” Lena hiccuped, clutching at Kara like she was the only safe harbour in sight after a month-long storm.

“No, Lena… no…” Kara refuted, shaking her head firmly as she stroked Lena’s back trying to soothe her like her mother did when she was a child still afraid of monsters under the bed. “It’s not, you’re not, I promise.”

“I know I should just be grateful-”

“You get to feel however you want. No one gets to tell you otherwise, okay?” Kara insisted.

“I just…” Lena sobbed, as she buried her face into Kara’s shoulder, never wanting to see the light of day ever again.

“Take your time, zhao.” Kara murmured, “Take your time.”

It was as if Lena had been waiting for permission, because as soon as she was given it, her sobs increased in fervour. 

She cried and cried and cried until she had nothing left to give.

At some point Kara had carefully arranged them both so they were lying down on the hospital bed; Kara on her back with Lena held close to her chest whilst she combed Lena’s hair with her fingers, intermittently scratching her scalp to steadily ease away the coiled tension within the raven-haired woman.

Once Lena was drained of tears, she was merely left feeling numb and disconnected. She slowly shifted out of Kara’s embrace and into the empty space at her side, quickly burying the right side of her face into the pillow. Kara let her go without a fight, not wanting Lena to feel restrained or stifled, though it was clear from the downturn to the corner of her mouth that she was displeased with the sudden lack of physical contact between them.

Silence settled over them as Lena took a sweet minute to admire Kara’s features, golden and sublime.

“I would understand, you know…” Lena muttered, painfully neutral.

Kara tilted her head to the side, the little crinkle between her eyebrows appearing that Lena normally could never resist reaching out to lightly touch, “Understand, what?”

“If…” Lena cleared her throat and hardened her heart, “if this changed things for you.”

Kara’s entire face went blank, void of everything except for the clench of her jaw, “I don’t understand… at least I really hope I don’t understand.”

Lena took a deep breath, ready to break her own heart, “I know you’re not with me purely for my looks, I know that-”

“Do you?” Kara exclaimed with a deep frown that looked so out of place occupying the place where a beaming grin should’ve been, “Because it doesn’t sound like you do for you to even be suggesting that I-”

“Let’s be real here, Kara… we both know how out of my league you are.” Lena declared sharply.

“You can’t be serious.” Kara said disbelievingly with a distraught shake of her head, “Lena, you can’t genuinely think that I would abandon you because of this?”

“No, you’re too noble.” Lena agreed, “I know that. That’s why I’m giving you an out. I won’t tell anyone,” Lena promised, “just go. We both know you want to.”

“No!” Kara yelled so vehemently that Lena jolted back in surprise, pulling the right side of her face away from the pillow. “I’m exactly where I want to be.” Kara’s right hand grabbed Lena’s hip ensuring they were connected, bound together beyond the glittering engagement rings on either of their fingers, “Where I always want to be. By your side.”

“For now…” Lena amended.

“Forever, Lena.” Kara corrected, her blue eyes watery with pain as she reached out with trembling fingers to the right hand-side of Lena’s face marred by a deep burn covered in see-through bandages, which extended from her jaw to her forehead. “This doesn’t change anything.” Kara whispered earnestly, as her fingertips caressed Lena’s scarred cheek.

“It changes everything!” Lena seethed, jerking away from Kara’s achingly soft touch, as her eyes burned with tears of self-loathing. “I have survived this long because of two things: my wealth and my looks. We both know it's true. The money bought me protection and my good looks bought me the benefit of the doubt. Because… I’m too pretty to be a monster, right?” Lena snarled, “Well, not anymore!”

“That’s enough.”

“Why?” Lena scoffed, “It’s true, we both know it. I wonder which publications will use the word ‘grotesque’ and which will use ‘horrifying’.” Lena chuckled dark and cruelly as she suggested flippantly, “Maybe we should start a betting pool.”

“Lena, no one is going to say that.” Kara defended, “You’re a hero, you saved so many lives-”

“Of course they’re going to say it.” Lena rejected, “Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. But they’ll say it. Everyone will. The kind ones will look away, the cruel will jeer and the malicious will take photos for profit whilst children will cry at the sight of a Luthor that finally looks just like the monster they always wanted me to be.”

“No, they won’t-”

“Yes, they will!” 

“Lena-”

“You don’t even look at me the same!” Lena bellowed, her eyes going wide with regret the second she registered how her Kara looked like Lena had physically hit her with those words.

“Okay,” Kara exhaled slowly to keep her voice from shaking, “I think it’s my turn now.”

“Just leave already.” Lena shook her head in defeat and made to roll away from the blonde but was stopped by the gentle hand placed on her hip.

“No.” Kara refused, her tone hard as she struggled to keep herself in control, “You’ve had your chance to talk, now it's my turn. We are in a relationship and when I asked you to marry me, we made promises to each other.” Piercing blue eyes stared deep into green ones. “What were they?”

“Kara…” Lena groaned, rolling her eyes.

Kara didn’t budge, repeating her question belligerently, “What were they?”

Lena’s eyes dropped away, breathing deeply as she accepted that Kara was like a dog with a bone, she wouldn’t stop asking the question until she got the answer she wanted. 

“No lies. No secrets. We always listen.” Lena murmured weakly, closing her eyes as she was flooded with the images of them both on their knees with rings in their hands and a commitment to give each other everything they needed for a happy ending.

“And?” Kara pushed, utterly unrelenting.

Lena pursed her lips, “The others aren’t really relevant right now…”

“I don’t care.” Kara demurred, repeating, “And?”

Lena’s lips twitched upwards for the first time since she looked in a mirror that day, “The last potsticker is always yours…”

“And?” Kara prodded.

“You’ll always kiss me first thing in the morning and last thing at night.” Lena whispered, the tears finally falling as she remembered making the request on the happiest day of her life.

“And?” Kara encouraged as she wiped the tears away with the light swipe of her thumb.

“I have to eat three full meals a day.” Lena laughed, thinking of all the times Kara had brought her lunch or dragged her away from work before six to ensure Lena never broke that promise.

“And?” Kara brightened considerably at the genuine sound of joy from the raven haired women.

Lena’s expression turned tender, “We always say ‘I love you’ whenever we have to leave each other.”

“Yeah.” Kara bent forward to place a kiss on Lena’s forehead in reward for perfect recitation, “Now it’s your turn to listen, okay?”

“Okay.” Lena merely nodded in acceptance as Kara shifted her hand from Lena’s hip to interlace their fingers.

“First,” Kara started, her voice firm and clear, “your wealth and good looks is not why you survived or what earned you the benefit of the doubt. It was your intellect and your kind heart, it was those two things working in tandem that made it possible for you to beat Lex time and time again.” 

Lena's eyes flickered away,  unconvinced. That was fine, though, because Kara was warming to the subject as she always did when it came to extolling her future wife’s achievements. 

“That very first time, when you wore a wire to get evidence against him, what purpose did your wealth and looks serve?” Kara questioned, not requiring an answer before continuing, “It was your continued will to do good and be good that made it impossible for people not to trust you. It had absolutely nothing to do with your appearance and I find the assertion that it did, a very poor attempt to undermine all the tireless good work you have carried out over the years. And as an aside,” Kara paused, raising a challenging eyebrow at the raven haired woman, “you and I both know you could beat Lex without your fortune and both of your hands tied behind your back any day of the week.”

Lena merely shrugged but there was a more significant uptick to the corner of her lips now. 

“Secondly, not a single newspaper, media outlet or blog would even consider writing a single disparaging comment about you or your scar after today. If they did, I’m pretty sure every single citizen in National City would hit the streets to protest and run them out of business before the end of the day. Thirdly,” Kara squeezed their joined hands as she lifted her chin defiantly, drawing on her Supergirl attitude as she asserted, “anyone - and I mean anyone - that makes you feel uncomfortable will have to answer to me.” 

Lena looked up quickly at that, green eyes wide with shock, “Kara, you can’t-”

“I can and I will.” Kara declared, “Finally and by far the most important: I love you.”

Lena’s breath caught in her throat at those words, even now after over a year together, loving each other, it still surprised Lena to hear those three words from the woman she loved. It probably always would.

“I love you, all of you. My love is not dependent on your looks or attractiveness. I fell in love with you for a thousand and one different reasons and I swear to you Lena not a single one of them has been lost because of this.” Kara assured, stroking the side of Lena’s face, this time Lena didn’t flinch away, she leaned in to it. “Yes, I love your physical appearance but clearly not for the reasons you think. I love how your green eyes twinkle when you have a new idea. I love how you purse your lips a second before you laugh. I love how your eyes crinkle when you smile. I love how you arch an eyebrow just before you tease me. I love how you bite your lip when you think I’ve done something adorable. I love how you blink three times when you sneeze. I love how your nose scrunches when you’re confused.” Kara quirked her to the side thoughtfully, “Tell me Lena which one of those have been lost.”

Lena swallowed thickly as she answered honestly, “None.”

Kara kissed her then, sweet and ever so tender, pulling back to breathe out the contents of her heart, “Nothing has changed for me, Lena. Nothing. And it never will. Our love is not fickle. It is steady and strong. It has been built, brick by brick, by thousands of moments, actions and intimacies. It can’t be destroyed by any singular attack because it has no weak-spot and I promise you, zhao, it will withstand even the harshest of storms.”

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Only My Ashes Will See The Sea

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Ethan, Lex and Hannah reunite in death.

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Ethan was surrounded by darkness. Infinite, endless blackness; he’d say it stretched on as far as he could see, but as it was, it was so dark he didn’t even know if he was seeing, if his eyes were even truly open.

He couldn’t say how long he floated there for, searching for any glimpse of light. He didn’t know where he was, or where everyone else was, or what was happening. The last thing he remembered was Hannah, terrified and teary-eyed; he’d told her to run, his last coherent memory was just the panicked desperation with which he tried to get her to safety. He wondered if she was okay, if she’d gotten away from those psychos who—Jesus. Did they stab him? He remembered being punched in the face by the feral-looking man, and then a blinding pain in his stomach, sharper than anything he’d ever felt before. He told Hannah to run, then he was thrown to the floor and then it was a blur of pain and thuds and kicks, and then… then… then what?

It was hard to think about. It made his head hurt. He stopped thinking about the moments leading up to now, and focused instead on the chilling situation he was currently in.

The Blackness encompassed him, smothering him, drowning him, its emptiness beginning to drive any rational thoughts from his mind. There was just nothing here, this place felt like the total absence of everything. His mind began to fall into a spiral, panic and fear eating away at what felt like his very sanity. Ethan began to question if he was even alive, and the thought made him freak out even harder than before, despite a hidden part of him instinctively knowing the truth: he was dead. Ethan felt like he was hyperventilating, but there was no air in this empty space, and though he thrashed around he had no way of knowing if he was even actually moving. He couldn’t even see his hands. A scream built up in his chest, clawing its way up through his throat and swelling in his mouth. He could barely keep the shriek in; pure terror, anxiety and panic were working their way through his veins to make his voice louder, but a split second before he snapped and let it out a wisp of a voice floated through his mind.

Calm, it said.

The shock of it, of hearing sound after what felt like eons trapped in nothingness made Ethan swallow compulsively and blink hard. The darkness that came from squeezing his eyelids shut was indiscernible from the Black surrounding him.

“What?” he rasped, alert, ears practically pricked like a dog’s while he searched for another break in the maddening monotony of the void. There was no reply, no strange, other-worldly voice, but a memory pushed its way into the front of his mind. It was a happy memory, one of his happiest, really, and it was so recent it was a crystal clear picture in his mind. 

Hannah, putting on his old cap, her big brown eyes full of trust and awe when he swore to her it’d protect her from anything. He’d been so elated and amazed when she’d listened to him. Then Lex, posing on the steps out the back of Toy Zone, belting her dreams of being an actor in California while he pretended to roll a camera on her. She’d looked so happy up there, so hopeful that it had infected Ethan, made him believe they’d really make it out. The way Lex had smiled into their kiss afterwards, bubbling over with the sheer joy he so rarely saw from her, had made his heart skip a beat. Then there was Hannah, acting like a doofus and copying his smoking dance afterwards; it’d made him laugh on the inside, though he didn’t dare show it in front of Lex. God, he loved them. He loved them more than anybody else in the world; Lex made his heart feel warm and full and whole like nobody else he’d ever met. Ethan was completely and utterly devoted to her. And he loved Hannah, too. He had the urge to protect her like he was her own brother, or her dad, or whatever the hell that kid needed him to be. He’d do anything for her. He just wanted to look after them, his girls, so that Lex wouldn’t have to cry so much anymore and Hannah wouldn’t have to be scared all the time. California was going to fix all of that. They were all so excited to get there. They’d all been so hopeful.

The happy memories felt tinged with bittersweetness now, but they were still effective. The lingering excitement, joy and love he’d felt no-so-long ago (was it hours? Or days? The amount of time he felt he’d been kept in the Black seemed to be shrinking now that his mind wasn’t running on animalistic terror), was beating back the overwhelming anxiety he’d been feeling a minute ago. He focused on the memory of Lex’s laugh, of Hannah’s shy smile, of the happy glimmer in both of their eyes, and his panic retreated, shoved back by the memory of their joy. He’d done that. He’d made them hopeful, made them happy, promised them that things would get better until they believed it. Ethan thought he could feel tears building in his eyes, his sinuses burning, but he wasn’t sure. He thought about the way Lex laughed at him when he did something dumb, exactly the reaction he was always trying to provoke from her, and let out a small, wet laugh himself.

Black and White, the voice whispered eerily, and Ethan startled. Were his eyes closed now? He realised they were, and he cracked them open slowly. At first he could barely tell the difference between his eyes being open and shut, the Black around him as absolute as it had a few hysteric minutes ago. But then, as his eyes flickered around the infinite darkness, it began to lighten.

The change was hardly noticeable at first, the pitch-black void only lightening by a few degrees to a deep, dark grey, but it was enough. He gasped, shakily, and tears filled his eyes again, this time with relief. He didn’t know what was happening, but he knew that the penetrating darkness was becoming lighter and that was good enough for him. He focused on the memory of how tightly Lex had clung to him, wrapping her legs around his waist and laughing into his neck when he told them how much money they were going to make, when she realised they were really going to make it California, and the dim grey lightened even further. He thought of Hannah on a good day, how she smiled when he called her Banana and talked back to him in her own stilted way, and the world got brighter. He let himself feel how much he loved his girls, his family, the sheer force of his emotion overwhelming him even as tinged with worry, concern and grief as it was, and soon the Black turned completely to White. 

He was still floating, it was still infinite and all-encompassing and terrifying, but it was… safer, than the Black. It wasn’t driving him insane, it wasn’t smothering him, it wasn’t trapping him, it was just holding him in place. He was kind of... resting there, clinging to the thoughts of his family. At least here he could see, though the bright White of it all threatened to hurt his eyes with how it shone. His dark, worn leather jacket contrasted sharply with the colourless background, and he took comfort in its familiarity, hugging his arms around himself. Ethan simply stood and breathed for God-knows how long, readjusting to his setting. Well, standing didn’t seem entirely accurate (nothing felt solid here, not even the space beneath his feet), but nevertheless, it was an improvement to the Black.

It still wasn’t great, though

It was silent again, that strange, ethereal voice having disappeared. And he was still alone, lingering isolated in a boundless void. He tried to focus on the memories of Lex and Hannah again, and they came surprisingly easy in this place. Far easier than they had in the Black, at least. He was beginning to feel sane again, his mind less tortured.

And then, after an indeterminate amount of time, there was the faintest boom-crash noise that shook him from his stupor. He looked up, glancing around for the source of the noise, but the White remained as unfathomably blank as it had always been. And then, from behind him moments later, there was a voice. It was trembling and wavering, choked-up and terrified. It was heart-wrenchingly, achingly familiar.

“Ethan?” Lex’s voice warbled.

Ethan spun around so fast he was surprised he didn’t get whiplash, his plaid shirt twisting about his legs. Lex and Hannah stood a way away from him, holding each other, staring at him in shock. Their very presence made the White seem more solid, more like a real place, and the relief at seeing their figures there made him slump in on himself, a sharp exhale tearing its way out of him. Tears rose in his eyes, but this time he knew for sure he was almost crying because Lex and Hannah blurred and doubled in his vision.

“Lex! Hannah!” he yelled, and bolted towards them, feet hitting the White ground solidly and taking him swiftly towards his girls.

They stood in place, looking shocked until he got close enough to see the tears glimmering in their eyes. He stopped jarringly once he got that close, suddenly afraid they’d disappear like mist in the wind if he touched them.

“Are you guys really here?” he asked, voice shaking. The girls stared at him, Lex’s eyes roving up and down his body in panic while Hannah stared directly at his face, eyes wide and shiny. Then, all of a sudden Lex broke down, her face crumpling with gut-wrenching tears. Ethan inadvertently let out a wounded noise, reaching out for her.

“Ethan, you fucking died?” she sobbed.

“What?” he asked stupidly, then blinked and shook his head slightly, his worry about Lex overtaking his fear and current existential crisis. “I mean, yeah, I guess so, I think I got stabbed a while ago. But does that mean the two of you are dead?! Oh my God, are you two okay? How did you die?!” he asked rapid-fire, frantic. He finally got the guts to rest his hand on Lex’s arm and, to his staggering relief, she remained solid under his palm. Lex sobbed again, and released Hannah in order to wrap her arms tightly around Ethan’s waist and mash him into her, her face pressing into his chest and her tears soaking through his shirt. 

“I don’t know, dude, I think we got fucking nuked? Or hit by a meteor? I don’t know,” she cried. Ethan didn’t really know how to process the idea of fucking Hatchetfield getting nuked, so he shoved it to the back of his mind and focused instead on comforting his girlfriend. Hannah took a step back from them when Ethan curled around Lex, but neither of them noticed. Ethan wrapped an arm around his girlfriend’s back and brushed one hand gently through her hair, making soft, helpless noises at her.

“Hey, hey, babe, it’s okay!” he soothed, pressing a kiss onto the top of her head. Her grip tightened around him. “Shh, you’re alright. I’m alright. We’re all alright, okay? We’re all here together now. It’s alright,” he rambled, ducking his face down next to hers until she blinked her eyes open and sniffled, bringing her arm up to wipe away her tears with her sleeve. Unfortunately, Ethan had experience dealing with a crying Lex, though every time it occurred he fervently wished he’d never have to see her cry again, that she’d never be so sad again.

“You okay?” he murmured, rubbing his palms soothingly up and down her back, and she nodded shakily, taking a tiny step back and clinging onto his hand.

“Yeah,” she croaked. “Good as I can be considering I’m dead, I ‘spose. What about you?”

“I’m, well… I’m a lot better now that you two are here,” he admitted, before turning to the other girl. 

Ethan tried to summon up a brave smile for Hannah, not wanting to alarm her any more than what had already been done.

“What about you, then?” he inquired, grasping for some sense of familiarity. “What’s shakin’, Banana?” He stepped forward slightly and raised his arms for a hug.

Hannah took a step back.

Ethan froze.

“Hannah?” he asked quietly, surprised.

“Bad,” Hannah whispered after a beat, watching him warily, though she sounded confused. Ethan’s arms lowered, hurt. He exchanged a wide-eyed glance with Lex, who looked startled.

“What do you mean, Banana?” he asked, going for a cheerful tone, though it sounded shaky even to his own ears.

“Saw you, on the balcony. Wanted Wiggly. Bad double,” Hannah said, arms wrapping around herself. Ethan frowned.

“What? I haven’t seen you since, uh, the Cineplex, bud,” he replied, frowning slightly. “Are you sure it was me?” Hannah paused at that, assessing him, her eyes flickering up and down him and a crease furrowing her brow.

“...No?” she said stiltedly, sounding more confused than ever. Then she tilted her head as though she was listening to someone, and refocused on Ethan. “Not you, not Ethan... a double? You are... the real Ethan?” she asked. Ethan cocked his head, frowning in concern, but slowly nodded;

“Yeah, Banana,” he assured. “I’m the real Ethan, you know me.” He hesitantly made to step forward, but when Hannah leaned away he immediately stopped and retreated. Lex was staring at them both, but Ethan kept his gaze on Hannah. “It’s alright, Hannah. You’re safe,” he soothed. 

He didn’t know what she’d seen after he died, but it had obviously scared her and it obviously had something to do with him. Maybe she’d seen his body or something? He didn’t know, maybe he’d ask later, but right now he just wanted to reassure her. He hated seeing that scared look in her eyes. He waited patiently for a minute, tense silence falling over the three of them. Then very, very slowly, Hannah reached out and snagged his leather jacket between his fingers. She rubbed the material for a moment then looked him directly in the eyes, something she rarely did. Her brown eyes searched his blue ones intently, looking for something like a lie or a hint of mania, but when she found nothing her expression crumpled, much like Lex’s had minutes before.

“Ethan,” she cried, and barreled into him with a fierce hug. He froze, stunned, but his shock barely lasted a moment and he wrapped his arms around her in return, squeezing her softly.

““Hey, Banana,” he smiled. “Good to see you.”

“Missed you,” she sniffed.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, kiddo. I missed you too,” he sighed. Lex made an aw sound next to them, then wormed her way into the embrace. Ethan lifted an arm to box her in and pressed a kiss to her damp cheek. They stayed like that for a while, swaying together in their little group, and even though he was still surrounded by the vast White Ethan almost felt alive again.

“I love you guys,” he said softly, and they all separated slightly. It was an easy thing to say, in the face of death itself. He did love them, why bother hiding it? They already knew he loved them, of course, but he wanted to reiterate it. Lex smiled at him and leaned in for a soft kiss.

“We love you too, babe,” she said. He wrapped her in a side-hug and entwined his fingers with hers, while Hannah clung to Lex’s other hand, and they all stood in sombre, companionable silence for a bit. 

“What now?” Lex eventually asked. . “I don’t know,” Ethan admitted. “I don’t even know where we are. When I pictured death, I never really imagined this.”

“We’re in the White,” Hannah informed them. When Ethan focused on her he noticed she looked remarkably well-adjusted for a 10-year old girl who’d just died and found herself in some kind of alternate dimension.

“Yeah?” Lex encouraged, and Ethan realised she didn’t seem to be questioning it all that much either.

God, he was so fucking confused.

“I wish we were in California,” he sighed mournfully. Lex squeezed his hand, and when he looked at her she mustered a small, forlorn smile.

“It was a good dream,” she said. He nodded, but didn’t know how to reply.

“California has beaches,” Hannah said. Ethan raised an eyebrow at her.

“It sure does,” Lex agreed. Hannah frowned.

“Webby says…” she paused, frowning, and then looked up at them, big eyes bright. “California,” she said, and her eyelids fluttered shut. Lex and Ethan shared a bewildered look, but after a moment of silent conversation something else caught Ethan’s eye.

A way in front of them, the White was steadily turning blue. A picturesque, postcard perfect blue. And it was moving, swelling, gently rising and falling. And then the ground directly beneath them began to shift and crunch under their feet, turning golden and grainy. The space above them turned periwinkle blue and fluffy, cottony clouds appeared out of thin air to dot the sky, perfectly shaped as though they were born straight from a child’s imagination. Far, far above them the sun slipped out from behind one of those clouds, yellow and warm in the most delicious way.

Lex tilted her face upwards and closed her eyes, letting the light play upon her skin, a delighted smile lifting her the corners of her mouth. Ethan admired his girlfriend for a moment, taking in how peaceful she looked before following her lead and tilting his face to the sky, letting his eyes slide shut.

A cool, gentle wind began to ruffle its way through his dark curls, bringing with it the tang of salt and the joyous cry of seabirds. The crash of waves gently pounding against the sand had him open his eyes again, and he looked out at the paradise that had just been created. The ocean stretched for miles, as far as his eye could see, before disappearing into the horizon where its cool blue blended seamlessly with the sky. He’d never seen the ocean in real life before. He shifted, looking down, and watched soft golden sand spill over the toes of his black boots. He blinked against the sea breeze and watched the sunlight glitter off the crystalline water, and without truly intending to, he smiled. 

Ethan looked down at Hannah, who was only just reopening her eyes, and watched the astonishment and delight fill her features as she took in the view. 

“It’s heaven,” Lex breathed to his left.

“California,” Hannah agreed, and Ethan laughed, tipping his head back.

“No,” he said sincerely, “It’s something even better.” He squeezed their hands happily, and they squeezed back. The three of them stood in a line, holding hands on the paradisaical beach made just for them, and watched the ocean sparkle cheerily for the first time in their lives. And, Ethan realised, it finally felt like a happy ending.

I hope you enjoyed! Reblogs are very appreciated <3

#black friday spoilers #black friday #black friday musical #starkid #ethan green #lex foster #hannah foster #webby #lex/ethan #the black and white #robert manion #angela giarratana #kendall nicole yakshe #jay rambles #jay writes #fanfiction #fanfic #god its so late im gonna be so tired tomrrow. i wrote this in a night sorry for any errors #black friday starkid

[facepalming-since-chernobyl]

LMAO no matter how much they bully the cast and crew and scream into the void for their abusive ship, they won’t get what they want. They killed their chances of seeing Sc canon the moment they started harrasing everyone in s2. I think they wish to have a Delena situation from TVD where the DE shippers were so vocal and agressive that the producer got scared and made their ship endgame. 😂 But SG didnt hint at all at Sc, comparing to TVD where DE were canon since s3...

This, it would be giving online abusers what they want aka being thier bitches, what would be the end of the show. 

Beside the fact that they were aways, since the beginning going with the typical El-Luthor rocky friendship, because I lost count how many times Kara called Snowflake her SISTER and friend. Also now? After Lena put her in a cage made of krypotnite, tortured, yelled, gaslighted, accused of forcing her to kill Lex, stole myriad, caused a panic attack, planned to lobotomize, wanted to expose Kara in front of millions of people, put Alex in danger, lied, maniupulated, guilt tripped, killed hundred of times in virtual reality, worked woth Lex, forced Kara to break her moral codes? Please.  

#anons #anti supercorp #lena lutor is horrible human being #gmo lena #antilena

[heirtoapplesoft]

Verses (Tw for Child Abuse and Murder towards the end)

Opposite Day

Gameswap

Beta

High School 2

Soft! Felix

Supernatural

Anything for Father (AFF au)

Lost Felix

Nobody Felix

Opposite Day

Tagged: Verse; Opposite Day

Felix in this au is nicknamed Lixie, a nickname given to him by his father that's stuck with him ever since; he actually prefers this over being called Felix. Unlike Og Felix, Lixie does not care for Applesoft nor being the heir to Applesoft; as a way to be rebellious and piss off some people, Lixie dyed his hair blue; which was the first time his father actually yelled at him. Though after some time, his family got used to Lixie's antics and the whole rebellious thing. Well everyone except for Theodore.

Lixie is very sassy person, even sassier aged up if I'm being honest. He acts vv childish and teasing towards others. Unlike Og Felix, Lixie actually understands what sarcasm is.

Gameswap

Tagged: Verse; Gameswap

Au where the Kindergarten 1 characters swap roles with the Kindergarten 2 characters. Ex; Penny swap with Jerome, Ron swap with Nugget, Cindy swap with Carla, ect.

In this au, Felix swaps with Lily while Ted swaps with Billy. He is still very much so the heir to Applesoft, but after his brother went missing, Lex couldn't focus until he was able to find Ted and makes things right; plus his parents were extremely worried as well. Before Ted went missing, Lex treated him almost the exact same as Og Felix does.

Beta

Tagged: Verse; Beta Kg

This is an au where it's kindergarten but it's not. Meaning personalities are different, most relationships are different, ect.

Here in this au, Felix comes from a family that's not fortunate with money. He's one of the quiet and smarter kids, usually displaying a monotonous and emotionless fascade. He's protective of Ted and ACTUALLY ACTS LIKE A GOOD OLDER BROTHER SKSKKS. Anyway, he has a bad relationship with his mom while his relationship with his dad is..pretty neutral? He genuinely does care about his father.

One word why he doesn't like his mom; Experiments

High School 2

Tagged: Verse; High School 2

Saw a comment on youtube that said "If kindergarten is this fucked, imagine how bad the other grades are" and then this au was born.

Bascially, if Kg1&2 were set in High School instead of Kindergarten. Felix still pretty much remains the same, except for a few parts, and his fashion? Still a businessman.

Soft! Felix

Tagged: Verse; Applesoftie

Au where Felix is babie and a good older brother and him and Ted are happy boys :')

*Possibly more information to be written

Supernatural

Tagged: Verse; Supernatural

This was originally supposed to be just the storyline of another show, but like..that show started sucking for me and so I'm making my own storyline for it instead of copying what it was inspired by, while still keeping the things I liked about the og show.

Anyway, Felix here is a 20 year old adult and he hunts supernatural things with Ted. He used to be heir to Applesoft, but shit happened, home burned down and everything went terrible. He acts a lot like a father and other brother to those younger than him, and he's a lot protective of Ted.

*More information to be written

Anything for Father (AFF)

Tagged: Verse; Anything for Father

This is a killer au. Felix in this au catches his father killing someone, and instead of being freaked out and screaming, Felix instead decided to join him in his murderous schemes. Before all this, Henry tended to ignore Felix all the time. All Felix wanted to do was get noticed by his own father, and now? He's found a way to get himself noticed, a way for Henry to not treat Felix as if he was invisible.

He didn't care if he got called a nuisance everytime he tried to get himself involved in Henry's plans, it was way better than not being noticed at all.

THIS IS SUCH AN ANGSTY AU HFHAJS MY OG HENRY IS NOTHING LIKE AFF! HENRY I SWEAR-

Lost! Felix

Tagged: Verse; Lost

Lost used to be apart of an au, he doesn't remember what it was supposed to be like; all he remembers is an empty void and..someone, someone he trusted; someone that abandoned him. Lost suddenly got the ability to break out of this au, thus becoming an entity in the process.

Lost doesn't understand nor be able to speak many words due to isolation in his au. If you want him to be able to understand you, you're going to have to speak to him like he's a baby trying to learn his first words. Lost is very protective of those he deems as friends and family, he's powerful but he doesn't use his powers that much unless he was very angered.

Lost kinda just; roams around aus and vibe in them. There is a LOT to say about him but here's a few things; he's unable to feel physical pain, he's difficult to kill, he doesn't need food, sleep, or water to survive.

#Verses

[starshipranger7]

So I needed to get revenge on a friend

So I made this: enjoy!

“And even then. after every feeble attem-“ Wilbur was interrupted by Johns knees buckling and hitting the ground, “dear, can you stop being so dramatic and get up? I’m trying to monologue here”

His request fell onto deaf ears as McNamara didn’t move an inch - when Wilbur looked at the younger man closer, it didn’t even look like he was breathing

“John? Hun?” Wilbur kneeled down and shook him lightly

He felt a wave of both concern and relief when John muttered something unintelligible back

“Well well well... looks like some-one cares about their lit-tle fwendy-wend here” wiggly’s voice rang out throughout the void

“Let me save him.” Wilbur growled

“Why?”

“GODDAMN IT, WIGGLY! JUST LET ME” wiggly pondered this idea for a moment,

“One condition” Wilbur nodded, knowing exactly what wiggly wanted from him

“Girls... I’m so sorry” Xander whispered hugging Lex and Hannah, he was trying to hold it together for them as much as possible but it was hard.

“CAN SOMEONE GIVE ME A HAND HERE” a man yelled walking out of the previously closed portal - dragging an unconscious John with him

“...Cross?” Wilbur nodded in response; Xander ran over to help with McNamara, “GET A MEDIC.. *NOW*”

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A few hours later Xander walked into the holding room P.E.I.P. had set up for Wilbur - everyone was uncomfortable in trusting him, he put his hands on the table, one of them was tightly wrapped around his gun, “Why?”

“Well, love, I cut a deal with Wiggly - he let me save Johnathan, the plan was to go bac-“

“I didn’t fucking ask you how, I asked why.”

Wilbur paused for a moment and wondered that question for himself - why *did* he save John?

“I... I don’t know”

“Wait, backup... what deal did you cut with wiggly?” Wilbur chuckled,

“Wouldn’t you like to know? Look, just be happy I saved him.”

Xander studied his face, trying to find some form of a clue

“Lieutenant, I think sleeping beauty in the infirmary needs you a whole lot more than I do, tell him I say hello”

McNamara and Xander both woke up to the sound of Hannah and Lex screaming, Xander reached around his belt for his gun. “Where’s my.... Oh FUCK”

“You didn’t think I did that out of the goodness of my heart, did you? Every life has a price, dear.” Wilbur said smirking at Lex before stepping through the portal with Hannah, who had a terrified look on her face.

“no” Lex’s whole body felt numb as her knees buckled, Xander and McNamara ran into the room as the portal started to close.

“Lexi? Talk to me, what’s going on?” Xander was frantically checking Lex over, making sure she had no gun wounds on her, “where’s Hannah?”

Lex started sobbing into Xander’s shoulder, McNamara’s stomach dropped when Lex whimpered out

“He took her”

#starkid #team starkid #black friday #black friday musical #black friday spoilers #general mcnamara #lex foster #hannah foster #tickle me wiggly #wilbur cross #gun mention

[charmed-asylum]

🔪Midnight Desire🔪

Midnight Desire, chapter 4 

Summery:  A group of seniors  simple night of drinking and partying at their local grocery store. Turns for the worst when they realize they are lock in with something far more dangerous then they ever imagine

Declaimer: Midnight Desire has a few curse words and hints of assault . This is my very first story I am posting on tumblr so please be kind give it a glance. I promise you a good ride from beginning to end. So buckle up and enjoy the ride!!!! <3 Ps. If you want the extended ending let me now

MD Part:  1 2 3 

tagged: @nottherightseason @strangerfictions @weapinggwillowss @thewolfswriting 

I wanna thank everyone for joining me on this little ride. Hope you enjoy. xo Charmed Asylum 

Cora grab her away from the body. " He gone. He dead" she said wiping her hand across Jo face. There was blood everywhere. Fred just stop still. Garrett was stunned. Cora was trying to cradle a now traumatized Jo. “We are going to die. No we are dead already " Jo said still in Cora arms . Garrett looks at her. Then at Fred. " Hey you always want people to follow you and do as you do. Then lead us. Or at least help" he says to him.  Fred starts looking around then looks at Jo. " No no . We just need to think” he stops looks at Jo “ We all know what he wants. The freak. We should just leave her. Then he let us go. You said baby how you hate her. Well here your chance" he says looking at Cora .

 Cora looks at him then at Jo. Garrett punch him square in the face. " Over my dead body. There a way. One we all can survive. Just need to find the old loading area. It's a little this way"he says and starts walking a bit of blood dripping from his knuckles. 

Jo looks around. Absorbing everything. Trying to remain calm. She gestures to the group to stop and come back. Jo takes a deep breath in trying to get her mind back on track. " Garrett you said and obviously know this place but you didn't even know about that lair and we left way before him.  For him to kill Farah and be ahead of us to kill Lex. Look our flashlights on our phones  literally putting us on find my phone app. We are blind and he knows that. We need to be smart" she said holding her light down looking at the group.

One thing she learned was just because you have a care doesn't mean you live in the clouds. She had to be strong to make it back home. Tell her mom. Get back no matter what. Garrett looks at her then look at the others. " Then here Fred and Cora hold hands. Cora hold Jolie hands and you hold mines. One light I go first. Hear weird sounds or feel something off tug a hand"  he says. Each of them does as he says and starts to walk forward. Garrett walk slow trying to reach the safe point. " You were smart back there Jolie. Hey if we don't make it. Even though this has been a crappy day. I'm happy your here. I just wish I was more smart and said something before now" Garrett said and continue to stay focused. She glanced at him with a bashful smile and then back at the rest. How did he know when she needed him most

Fred felt more than betrayal. Not only  by his friends his girlfriend  but by a nobody.  A loser. Someone that in less than a day became a total pain in the butt. He tug at Cora. 

" I got to take a shit. Come with me" he said touching her cheek with a smirk across his face. She rolls her eyes at him and look ahead. 

" Why your scared. Can't believe this is happening. My day is sucking harder than a lollipop. Fine but I want to make out. If I die I die doing what I want. I'm staying outside while you do your do. Kinda don't want to be more turn off then I am right now" she said nonchalantly. 

Cora quickly let go off Jo hand while she was to busy looking at Garrett and walk off with Fred. Fred kiss Cora on the check and goes in. Anger he had built up filled his mind and heart. Flashing some water on his face. He looks up to the old broken mirror. 

" Shot. Just need away out. Get my head together back in the game. Be in control. Instead of walking around with a bunch of freaks" he said then heads to the bathroom stall. 

He started to hum to himself. The door behind him open. Footsteps clung behind him slowly. " Hey baby I be done in a second. Go so I can finish!" he said still peeing. The steps got closer to him louder louder . Zipping himself up and turns around. A short scream came out.

" OH SHUT NO NO NO'" he yelled.

Pleading for his life. The stranger took out a big cutting knife and raised it above his head. Fred was out of options. There was nothing else but to return the favor. 

" Look look. I know only thing you want is the girl. The little bit.... Angel . I can help you. Bring her to you. I just wanted to go home. You can take whoever you want. Take the other girl . I do not even fucking care. Let me just help you. Please PLEASE" he pleaded with the stranger. Tears and snot infused with one another as he pleaded.

He lay there by his feet. Fred was crying now like a little baby. The stranger lower the knife and walk away into the darkness . Fred was at peace. Few seconds later Cora and Jo came in. Cora rush to Fred to comfort him. 

" Your shaking baby what's wrong ?" Cora said rubbing her hands through his thigh black hair. He holds her tight close to his chest  and look deep into Jo eyes. Evan with Garrett jacket he could see the outline of her lace bra and flat stomach that was clinging to blood stain top. Cora was speaking words of motivation and naughty thoughts. Her eyes shift away from his.

" I'm alright. Just worried about you,baby. I love you" he said with a void seductive tone.

" Where Garrett. Did something happen to him" he said still holding Cora now by the hand. Could he be that lucky . Jo looked back at him then roll her eyes. Cora looked at him then outside. " He outside. Looks like they got in their first fight. Cute right.  She wants to stay with me. She worried about him.  Can you keep an eye out on him. Maybe stay with him" she said giving him butterfly kisses. Jo look away with disgust stick her tongue out about to throw up. His eyes never left Jo as he smiles and shakes his head yes. Maybe luck was on his side after all. 

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Jo stops then looks both ways. SHUT 

"Garrett" she whispers.

 She tugs at his hand to stop.

 " What you fine? Anything dizzy " he said tugging at Jo bag over his shoulder huffing at its weight .

 She looks past him. " They let go off my hand. They must of went back" she stops and looks ahead " We are close shouldn't we just keep going. Get out find help. Garrett" Jo said. He looks ahead then back behind her. He shocked his head no. " Sounds good but no let's find a spot back and wait.Give them ten minutes. Crazy as it sounds they might of went to hook up. Stupid timing. Leave no one behind. Jolie. Remember" he said with a sweet smile.

 She tapped her left foot and nodded. They walk back to a water fountain. Jo looks at Garrett then ahead. She slowly goes to grab the bag. " Let me hold it. You need water. Look exhausted" she grabbing for the bag. He stops her. Then shocked his head no. Stubborn she still grab for it. It was heavy for a bag she knew didn't have much in it.

 " Why is it so heavy. What did you put in here. Bricks" she said with an innocent chuckle . She sat down with the bag between her legs and start to open it. Garrett started to worry. Unsure if he wanted her to know what was the unknown. " Stop it's nothing just my plan B" he said. She looks at him then open it. She stayed still. Gazing at the bag. She slow grab one and took one out. " What is this… What is it doing in here" she said holding up a homemade throw bomb. Garrett started to walk back and forth. "Protection" he said quietly. She tosses it to him . He stumbled to quickly catch it. " Yea I get that but why do you know how to make one. Garrett. People just don't know off the back how to make things like this. I thought we….. I trust you. I give you my life . But this. There must be at least three in here" she said looking through the bag. She was stunned. He looks at her and grabs the bag away from her. 

 " Not now Jolie. Not now" he said to her with a little bit of a harsh tone. She stop him and look back. Surprised. " No we stop for them they are not here. Tell me. Let me know your still my knight" she said looking at him. He kick at a stack of cereal box cursed under his breath.

 "Baby you can.. Look. This year has been a shit show. I basically lost everything. I thought about a lot of dark shit" he stopped and got close to her. His thumb rubs gently across her cheekbone before coming in to kiss her on the cheek. " It’s not like I’m going to still do it. Not now. We have each other. Now. It was a thought . I was going to kill everyone Jolie. Go to school and fucking murder the shit out of everyone. You understand. Don't you? We talked you understand. I even had it planned you survive. Soul survive" he said looking at the bombs then at her. She was stunned about everything. He looks at her. With words of comfort she could not get the look her gave her.  Full of disappointment he grab the bag and walk towards them. She was quite a few tears left her rosy cheeks. She glanced at him then back on the floor.

 " Why kill people. Your leaving soon. Your better than that. At least I thought you were.I thought I could trust you. You protect me. Better than everyone else. How can you say you care if you was just gonna leave me behind in this mad word" she said still looking at the ground. He said nothing but just kept moving. Cora was by the make up area looking around trying on lipsticks when they found her. Jo pass Garrett and started to look for Fred. 

" I just want this night to be over" she said passing Cora. Cora glanced at her then look at Garrett. " What donkey crap did you do to her,Garrett" she said hitting his shoulder. He was quite just looking ahead where Jo walked off .He looks down at her " Nothing. Just hurt about one of the few people I care for. Where Fred we need to go". Cora looks at herself in a reflection of a broken mirror then again at him. Rolling her eyes she followed Jo towards the bathroom. " Hey. Did that jerk. Do something to you. Jolie. Was he uhh " she said to say looking at her. Jo looks at her  a few old tears drying up on her checks and shakes her head no. " I want to go home. I should not of ask him about the bag. He… I never should have looked. I hate I love.  Think all this is hurting him psychological or something. Where's Fred" she said looking at her. Cora sighed then pointed at the bathroom. "There there. Sorry he hurt you.  You never really look like this before.  I make Fred keep an eye on him. I get us home" she said holding Jo hand tight.

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 Fred look at them and try detox a plan. Jo looks at Fred then at Cora. Fred looked down at his watch and set the timer. Walking up to Garrett with one eye on Jo. That eye can never leave her. They got closer to the old shipping area. It was dark. Creepy. Garrett motion at Fred. " We are almost there. I'm going to go tell the girls" he says. Fred looked at his watch 8 minutes left. SHIT Looking back at them he smiles. " I will tell them. We are a team. Right?  You go ahead and try for the doors, we be right behind you" he says with a huge smile.

 Garrett looks ahead at Jo who was a couple of feet behind talking to Cora. Still her eyes were locked on him. " Sure just tell. Jolie. I'm sorry. For letting her down. I'm better because of you" he said full of sorrow. Fred felt sick to his stomach . What a mommy boy  Garret continue ahead towards the doors. 

 Fred runs towards Cora and Jo. " Hey uh honey. Garrett said we are close" he stops and look at Jo " but baby he needs you. Girl advice. Or some crap... I stay with her. Keep her safe" he says giving her a quick kiss on the lips. Cora whisper to Jo then started to go after Garrett. Fred look again. 4 minutes.

 Jo looks at him with gentle innocent stare . " Hey I'm sorry about all of this. Sadly I wish we could be friends. Not this. I never said a thing  by way" she says looking at him. No emotions. Fred shook his head then went along a little bit of course. Jo not paying not much attention followed him. Fred looks at her. A part of him felt bad for what to come if he had a few hours he was sure he could get her screaming his name. A wolf grind creep across his face of that thought.  " You know something crazy. This has been a really great night. Party did my side and main in one night fucking wet dream . Like everything I ever wanted. And I didn't have to do anything" he says walking with a broken piece of a mirror in his hand. Not feeling right. Jo stops and slowly start to back away from beside him. He stop and turn around. He smiled at her with a toxic insane smile. Jo looks at his face then at his hands. She quickly turns around to see the stranger behind her in the dark shadows. Watching. Jo flings away from him and starts to run. In two big steps Fred comes from behind and tackle her to the ground. He pins her down while her body shack trying to get loose. He leans into kiss her hands. The touch felt like acid touching her skin . She wiggles and  kick him to the groin. She crawls trying to get on her feet. Fred from behind grabs her feet and flip her again. Now putting all his body weight on her. He reach close and leaves a bit mark on her neck. 

" You know looking at you now. I can see what the town talking about. Heck I see why Garrett was so woo by you. To bad just like everything else I going to have try it first" he says still holding her down. Forcing his lips onto hers. His hips grinding into hers with strides. Hand over her mouth trying to hide her pain. Out of no there was a BANG. Drops of blood drips onto her face across her brown eyes. Fred lunges up in pain. Screaming and cursing. Garrett rush past him and grabs Jo. Cora was holding up the gun Garrett had earlier straight at Fred. " He is here. He here" Jo say getting away with Garrett. Garrett looks back at Fred who was slowly making his way for them. Eyes full of anger with his body ready to get his prey. Cora looks at the two than motions to go. She shoots again at him. Warning him to stop. Crying at him with guilt and anger. From behind him there a figure still in the shadow still behind Fred . His watch goes off. Fred stun. Looks down at the watch then at them. Then behind him. The figure was only now a couple feet inches away. Fred with all his might lunges at Cora with the broken mirror. Bang bang bang. Cora screams in horror as she shoots her boyfriend since seventh grade down dead.

Without thinking Cora rushes to the now dead body.  Kissing Fred on the check trying to wake him up. Frozen of what she had done. Garrett still holding on to Jo calls out for her to hurry. Mascara and eyeliner running down her face. She slowly gets up and runs her way towards Garrett.  It's weird to believe that one night can sum up a lifetime.

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He was full of endless thoughts to himself. Whispers of a sadness. "So poop head what is it you want to talk about" she said trying to mirror her best Jolie impression. Garrett looks at her then looks back. Confuse. Talking to himself out loud. 

 "Nothing.... I was just so blinded. Today makes over six months I been on the track to a new. Your shitty boyfriend getting coach to kick me off... be poking me sideways. Just seeing the hurt and pain in someone's eyes but feeling the ever ending love of someone. Unconditional " he said full of thoughts. Cora look at him then behind her. Jolie and Fred was still there. Cora looks at him. 

"Sometimes we act blind because we are too much of a coward to realized the truth. You said something.  About her the one we both had the endless need to save her when all she wants to do is save us. Maybe it's my fault for all this. I saw things instead of protecting I use it to get what I want. I might act like I don't like her but I actually love her. If she can still everyday take up with me and my bitchy crap she forgive you" Cora said. 

She felt bad. NO responsible. 

She played with his emotions use him as her entertainment. Not knowing he really cared. Was invested. 

Garrett started to smile then freeze. 

" Thanks but...Wait what advice are you supposed to tell me. I never.... Wait why didn't Jolie come up with Fred yet" he said starting to freak out. Cora froze. She turned around nothing was there. "Wait. Garrett. You ask for girls advice right?  You told he you need me right? Told that prick to stay with her right" she says to him her voice started to crumble . 

Garrett puts his left hand to his face then looks at her. He glances at the metal doors then at her.

 " I was going to run back to get you guys. We were close but he basically beg to do it. SHIT . You stay here. Better than that stay straight you get to a part with a lot of old cracks push through and find whatever you have to get out. Then get help" he says then starts to run the opposite direction towards Fred. Cora starts running straight then freeze. She turns around and tries to reach Garrett. "That sounds good but I don't want to go alone and if there is a killer. He might be there. Give me something" she says trying to catch her breath. 

Garrett takes out the gun and hammer then tries to give Cora the hammer. Cora grabs the gun. And keeps on moving. 

" You think I'm stupid. I did had a younger brother before after all . We played a lot of video games" she says clocking the gun. 

They look around. Calling out Fred and Jo name. Nothing. Garrett started to get upset. "What if he did something. That's the second time . I allowed him to do it to her" he said tearing up. 

Cora still walking. "We both allowed things to happen to her. Maybe that's why we are both so hard on our self to save her. But she strong trust me. Wait you heard that sound" she said looking around.

 Garrett stops and try to listen. The sound was faded. They ran closer towards the sound. Fred was over a wild Jo. Garrett places his arm in front of Cora to not rush in.

" We can't ever be too safe. Let's go that way light on the feet. You grab her I keep the gun on him" he says motioning her to keep low.

She check the gun once again.

"No all the crap he put me though no. I do it" she says and rush towards him. Garrett follows right behind her. 

Her hands were shaking while her body was still. She stood over his lifeless body. She saw his eyes fool of love,anger, fear, and now as his soul left his physical body. She leaned down and slap his face. Jo grabs at her screaming let's go. As she turned around she finally saw it saw the urban legend the stranger lurking in the shadows. They all ran for it towards the entrance. Cora looks back trying to find the stranger. Tripping. Jo starts to run after her when Garrett stops her. Holding her back as she kick and scream to save her.  Cora looks again the stranger was only a few feet away. " GO GO GO. I BE FINE. GO" she says getting the gun out to shoot it.

 Garrett grabs Jo and continue to run. Cora aims and shoots at him. A few rounds. She kept trying to shoot but she was out of bullets. The stranger grab at her and started choking her. She scratches at him. Getting free she ran along the side of a conveyor belt . The big hands grab at her foot trying to stab her. Afraid she throws whatever  she can at him. The stranger takes a cordless electric cutter and slice her once on the hand and once on the side. Cora now in fear struggle on the conveyor belt drags herself away from him. Crawling  she beg for mercy from the silent killer.  He walks slowly behind her watching her struggle. Taking the remote to the conveyor belt and press big red button . A drill comes and sticks right into Cora's stomach. Cora screams dark red drops of blood spit out her mouth and corner of her eyes as she cried out of pain.  She reaches up to the stranger to see her killer face. Fingers grip tight to the mask covering its face. Slipping into darkness her eyes pierced with fear  and pure horror.

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Jo and Garrett finally getting  to the doors stop midway when they heard the screams. Jo looks back. Then starts going back trying to help her save her.Garrett looks at Jo. "Jolie. Look I'm sorry about all of this . What I said... Didn't say" he says. She looks at him then goes to find something to break the lock. She wanted to cry give up but she knew that was not part of her plan. The stranger wanted to that. And no matter what she wasn't gonna let him win. Coming back to him she looks at him then away. Finally realizing what he said . " Garrett I can not never be mad at you. You're the love I deserve. The passion that I  would sell my soul for. I care for you to much  " she stops and starts banging at the chains. Garrett holding the hammer looks at her. A soft smile came across his face. "How do you know. You deserve so much more than me. Don't hate or stop at your happiness" he said full of guilt. Jo moves her hair away from face. She looks at him and grab his hand. 

" Not now. Garrett. With all the crap I been through.  We been though.You you was the only hope for peace love I felt since I came here. I was mad but you care about me. I know. I will  never forget that. But now you have to  let me help you. Honey. You fight till there no fighting left then crawl the rest. We are going to make it" she said holding onto him tight. She could tell his was losing hope. Just a little more she thought to herself. She continues to bang at the chains. Bang bang. The door to the room start to open. Garrett look at Jo then towards the door. Jo starts pulling with all her might to open the chain. Garrett pushes  her out the way and starts pulling. Jo looks down and see he was cut a little by the rib. Garrett breaking the chain. Grab her hand again.Take it off. As they got closer to freedom. Garrett slowly lets go and step back full of pain. Jo stops. Garrett looks at the bag then at her. " We can end it. For our friends. Jolie don't you think we should take it. The chance" he says. Jo looks at him then at the chains. She knew what he wanted to do.Give up. 

" No no I need you. We are so close. Let's just go. You and me. Remember" she says. He looks at her then back away. His mind was set.

" Alright but what if they think we did this. Killed everyone Jolie. I'm going back and check" he said with his hand out for her. 

She looks at his hand. He was right even if she did not fully agree." Together. Jolie. I place the bombs and you can run to booth" he said now taking her hand. They covered the unlock chains then ran across the side of the wall. There was no sign of it. Garrett stops Jo. 

" Now I stay here and keep watch. I don't know if I have enough to make it. Go up there and get the tapes. Our insurance . Two minutes" he said. Jo nod and  went. Music was playing in the background. Hello by Lionel Richie. A song Jolie knew too well. She turned to look at Garrett. Who was holding tight to the bag. She rush in and look for the tapes.She sees the stranger walking around as she picked up the last tape. She watched him. Take off your mask. You animal she whisper to herself. The stranger was close but not to close. By the time she came back. Garrett was in a deep trance. Jo trying to be strong smiles at him.

" Jackpot. NOW Let's go home Garrett. Take me home" she said, holding his hands tight kissing him on the lips. This night was something he wanted to forget everything that has ever  happened .  He walked behind her. Watching her like he did before. The strange way he use to. Everything. The many times she would glance back in class to see if he was still looking. The many times he could even tell her how he felt but didn't. Jo called for him . It was the stranger he was standing there right behind him. "Run Jolie! Run" he says running towards her. They ran towards the door. Jo runs though and waits for him. GARRETT HURRY UP !!! He looks back at her. He goes to the door and jams it shut. Jo looks at him and starts banging at the door. Bang bang bang . He was getting close. Garrett took out the bombs and stars light them up and throwing it. He looks at the door face full of fear and sadness. " No No open the door Garrett. Opening the we can make it. You promised you promised. No" Jo screaming bang at the door with her body .He could see her hands getting bloody trying to open it. Throwing her whole body at the door. He slowly puts his hand to the mirror and mouths I love you Jolie to her. Eyes filling up with tears. Watching him.  He looks at her bloody hands. He tried to motions to go. She stood still shaking her head no.  She could not. He took one last look and rush towards it with the bomb lighten up in his hand. Boom 

Jo watches Garrett run away. Banging at the door. Make it home. You have to make it home she says to herself trying to stop from crying. Looking down at the floor she tries to get herself together. Get yourself together She runs as fast as she can to the cray. Pulling and Pulling.  Still able hear the screams  from far away. Cries for help. Garrett was crying. The explosion was loud. Jo getting the last chain off starts climbing out. Screaming for help.

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Jo sat there in the snow. The fireman and police stood in groups outside the isolated market. Trying to figure out what happened. 

She was  still as ice. No emotion. Not even a word since they got her. Even the way to the hospital. Silence.

" There was only four bodies.All look to be high school students" said an officer standing outside Jo hospital room.Two detectives walked in. The older one had a white bread, kind of like Santa Claus , got close and sat next to her. "We found some tapes on you. When you was uh picked up. Would you like to tell us what happened tonight, Ms. Westfield" he says. Jo looks outside at the cold night. She was covered in bandages. "My mom where is she. I will like to speak to her" she says still looking outside. He looks at her then at his partner. "Jo can I call you that. We tried. But we really need you to explain those tapes" he says with frustration . Jo glances at him with a side eye then back outside. "Its Jolie. And I want my mom" she stops and looks at the booth."It's been a long night. You have the tapes. I tell you. I tell you everything.  Just... Can I please have some time to myself" Jolie says. He glances at his partner and shakes his head yes. They walk out but not before saying,  “Too bad for her” .She waited a few seconds then tried her mom's cell number and house number. Slowly getting up from the bed. She made her away to the door. Something wrong she thinks to herself . She pulls out the IVU and quickly puts on some hospital shoes ,the cops left for her. She waited to the cops was gone and slip out. Jolie walked the whole way home. Running as fast as she could. Her inside start to turn to ice her mind racing. The front door was unlocked with blood on the door handle. She slowly walks in. Screaming for her mom's name Heather.  Walking around she could feel something was wrong. The whole house was a war zone. She slowly makes her way to her mom's bedroom. A short scream of horror fills the room as she sees her badly murder mother on the floor and the stranger rocking in a chair with a smile at her. Jolie wakes up. She is in the hospital covered in sweat cuffed to the bedside. " Can you believe it . I heard she ran home to see her mother was brutally murder with her step father beside the body. Holding the mom heart laughing like a madman. He still had some of the butcher get up burn to his face and body . When we got there she was just standing outside in the freezing snow humming to herself. Man confessed to everything" a cop says outside drinking a cup of coffee. 

Jolie full of madness stare out the window humming his song.

#Midnight #midnight desire #aesthetic #aesthetic moodboard #dark aesthetic #red aesthetic gif #red aesthetic #dark #writing #writblr #short story #short fiction #thriller #suspense #teenage angst #fear #vintage horror #angst #alternative #final girl #final chapter #grunge pale #pale #grunge

[lexiy-dreyar]

Mehcanics birthday

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tw:fluffyness

charaters: lucy heartfelia, natsu dragneel, xarana,lexiy,star and amaniz drayer, nkita monos and ???, void, chara, gem, frosghen,

Monos walking through the halls of the house when he walked by a calendar he noticed the words may on the top"hmmm.." He looked down at the marker "oh it may second ehehe my birthday is tomorrow!!" He cheers looking back at the calendar to see may 3 marked in stars handwriting he smiles "she remembered" he smiles looking down to see amaniz and nkita marked in may "oh amanizs birthday is 2 days after…." He looks down remembering his cousin "hmm uncle Monos are you ok?" Amaniz asked "huh yeah just remembering somethings...how about you" he chuckles petting the young girls head "your gonna be 6 in a few days…..well technically 16 you excited?" He smiles as her "yeah I guess so…..do you think moms ok?" She fiddled with her hands "yeah her and void woke up and are safe in the hospital your mom will be discharged tomorrow and void will be discharged 3 days be your birthday" he crouched down to match her hight "...and aunty star" she mumbled " well….. Were not sure yet she hasn't woken up yet but im sure shell be awake in time for nkitas birthday" he smiles standing up "now come on its getting late you have some training to do" he picks up the slightly dozing of girl "hmm"

-the next day-

Amaniz and nkita made their way to the hospital"hmmm.." Amaniz fiddled with her hands "hmm is something wrong?" Nkita asked looking down at his side, she shook her head no before slowly holding his hand "hey un-no big brother do you think uncle void will remember me" she asked softly "yeah im sure he wouldn't stop asking about you" he softly squeezed her hand "ama...i know you were scared...you dint have to act tough anymore... you're not like that dont be like your mother be you..ok?" He asked, hearing sniffling coming from her, he sighed softly picking her up "i-im not a kid" she sniffles. The bluentte shook his head no "but your still a child...you were aged up 10 years so you couldn't naturally change...thus your emotions were increased drastically to where you couldn't even control a small bit so dont worry about it ok?" He softly kisses her temple "hmm thank you big brother" she smiled softly "your welcome" he mumbled as they entered the hospital doors and headed up to the 4 floor

-one elevator ride later- 

"Here room 409" amaniz pointed as she was let down "hmm let's see if they're awake" nkita whispered gently knocking in the door "hello?" The two peaked in seeing lex staring out the window with a blank face void rambling to himself and star still under intensive care " mama!" Amaniz cried running over to lex tightly hugging her, crying into her chest "you're ok..' sniff' and your awake" she cried feeling a pair of arms wrap around her "hey there kiddo" lexiy whispered softly pulling her child into the bed leaning back slightly so they were both comfortable "aww that's so cute" void chuckled as he sat up "so babe what's up with you" void winked at nkita making the blue boy blush "iv told you to stop calling me that" nkita grumbled embarrassed "what oh come on you've gotta be kidding your my catch and im yours end of the discussion" void pouts acting like the little kid he is. Nkita shook his head in disappointment before hearing the room door open again "yo!" He heard the voice of his brother "oh hey Monos ho-" "There's the birthday boy!!" Void interrupted nkita "eh eh thanks dude" "no problem bro" the two laughed. 

Monos looked over to star his eyebrows burrowed seeing the wires and needless in her hurt him "hey there starshine how are you, sweetie?" He gently touched her cheek "I know you can here me and I'll be waiting for you ya know" he blushed slightly when her head tilted onto his hand. He smiled seeing a small smile on her face softly kissing her forehead "best present ever" he smiles "creep" nkita jabbed in "As if you have room to talk" Monos glared at his younger brother" are we getting me out of here or what" lex groaned "mom you still se-" "mom?!! No more mama?" Lexiy teared up "what did you do to my baby girl!" Lexiy cried hugging amaniz tighter crying crocodile tears "u-um I did nothing…" nkita void and Monos sweatdropped "nothing happened mom I just grew out of mama its kinda babyis-" the young wizard was interrupted by her wallowing mother "WHHHAAA" she cried making her daughter laugh at her antics "eh eh there we go..i missed your cute little giggles " lexiy smiled happily crushing her child "ack-..mom….cant….breaaathhh"  the brunette struggled her face slowly turning blue "ahh sorry!!" She let go "what no fair wanna go too" void pouted "sorry but your not quite healed yet for you to be up and drinking" nkita chuckled "fine baby you better bring me back cake" void snuggled into his blanket slowly passing out.

-meanwhile-

Xarna walked down the dark hallways "miss I'll be going now" she bowed "xarna...you remember your mission correct after all you do still want that happily ever after right" she could hear the voice smirk "y-yes I do" she stutters "good 433, gem frosghen go with her and send my happy birthday" the voiced ordered"yes ma'am" the cheery voice of the purple-head cheered "oh god gem stop doing that voice!" The pink frog groaned "oh shut it frosghen!" Gem pouted "we should get moving" 433 suggested as the 4 went on there way.

-scene skip-

"Ughhh can I open my eyes now?!" Monos groaned "nope keep them on bro!" Nkita chuckled as silence took over, only the wheels of the wheelchair could be heard "am I moving to slow mom?" Amaniz asked looking down at her mother as she pushed her around "im quite fine its ok amaniz" lexiy smiled "I hope to god there done by the time we get there" nkita grumbled "it's not to far see its right in front of us" amaniz pointed out "ok cool what is it?" Monos groaned "yoouuuullll see" nkita smirked evilly "creep" "oh shut it!!"

Nkita slowly opened the door and slowly left Monos' side "ehh kiki where are you...dont tell your planning on killing me now" he heard some heald in laughter before taking off his blindfold "SURPRISE HAPPY BIRTHDAY MONOS!" his friends cheered "aww you guys I thought I side no big party" he chuckled "as if we would go small" lucy smiled "now lets party!!!" Natsu cheered "yeah!!!" The guild said in unison,

They all laughed, and yelled and parted into the night

The party was slowly starting to die down. Monos went outside for a little fresh air "ahh man thises guys are the best" he chuckled taking a sip of his drink "are you having fun? Big cousin?" A voice asked him "huh whos there?!" He looked around "aww that's cold" the voice whined he continued to look around the frowned...but soon recognized the voice "no way...how your dead" he muttered softly "well I was...but I have been reborn... I will make you pay for what you and cousin nkita did to me! I thought you loved me!!" The voice cried "we do and we regret what we did but it was the only way to save you im sorry" he teared "if you want I'll make you a new body one so realistic no one's notice!!" He cried "we really miss you" he dried his tears "hmmmm no I already have a new body and they're oh so nice to have me in them I will get my revenge you've earned my mercy for now...but she hasn't she will pay for her sins" the voice grew demonic "but iv seem to overstayed my welcome ill see you both soon the game is on~" the voice faltered. Monis looks down at his drink "I hope to god im just tripping the 500-year war is not something that should happen again...ughhhh there goes my party mood...welp time to get dru-eh" he froze seeing a slightly levied chara " so she wishes to kill me as I did her huh...alright then" "chara please dont the last thing we need is all hell to break loose!" Monos warned her "just a few more people Monos-dear then we'll see the time if fate is nit something I can control….but I can ruin it now go enjoy your birthday" she smirked as she disappeared into snow like dust……."good god I need to get drunk" Monos sighed as he heads back in.

#fairy tail oc's #unikin #unikinc #lucy heartifilla #natsu dragneel #monos #nkita #chara #lexiy drayer #amaniz dreyar #star drayer #xarna drayer #void-senpai #433_7889 #ocs #yes there back

[twilightvolt]

A 3 month late art summary featuring art that i haven’t uploaded here due to my absence. unless i randomly feel like it, i don’t think i’m gonna go back and upload them here. if you wanna see them, though, they’re all on my DA.

I know i've pretty much said all the important bits in A Sacrifice for the Wind, but i figure i reiterate everything said along with expanding upon everything that occurred during 2017. piece by piece. and yes, i did intend to make an art joke. So, to get it outta the way, 2017 stunk more than a dead fish on a city bus. i lost a lot during that year. i lost the will to believe in whatever the future had in store for me, i almost lost a few friends, i lost my motivation to work on my projects and above all...i lost the smile i've always kept on every year before that. never have i been so emotionally damaged in all 5 years of my artist life leading up to this point. But, i can't say it was completely terrible. as much as i bashed it, art wise, 2017 was a very progressive year. looking at every wedge on the clock, i can't stop staring at how far i've come since the end of 2016. after being stripped of my tablet at the end, i've even learned how to not be afraid of making permanent mistakes. But yeah, let's begin. by turning the clock all the way back to January. when things were much simpler.... January: Hukaro Nakawa ~Final Mix Yeah, this was done in October, but i uploaded it in January for Moon's birthday. plus, there was nothing noteworthy this month. i still remember all the nice comments i got. this was the beginning of a year that i ran right in and yelled "LET'S SHOW THIS WORLD THAT WE WON'T STAND FOR ANOTHER 2016!" Oh how naive i was... February: The Beast Inside Remember when i played a lot of League in my free time? i sure do. anyway, this was my next attempt after Hukaro to continue doing my "Squeenix Cinematic Style." this time on the, at the time, new revamp for Warwick. needless to say, i still think i did a better job on Hukaro. BUT, this was still pretty good. it was during these first few months when things were really lookin' up for me. i was continually working on things cuz i really wanted to make something and school was pretty cool too. March: Digimon ZX Cover ZX ISN'T DEAD I SWEAR! *ahem* I MEAN....hai. owo As we march on into March, i think R2 of Digimon Temporal Jump was going on at the time. we were going through our story entries and things were pretty great being with my best buds. i also began doing art streams i'm pretty sure, with this drawing in particular being done during two days of streaming. i'm being serious, by the way. ZX is not dead. i've been typing up the story on my phone, so look forward to those chapters sometime soon! April: Are You Ready? Yup. in anticipation for Digidestined.Com, i decided to start seriously developing Digimon Unchained ahead of time so people would be able to get to know Yuki beforehand. unfortunately, i didn't actually get to start the story until much later, but that was just me being a lazy bum. i was hangin' out on Discord and stuff, talking about how excited i was for what was to come. we all know what happened, but at the time, being able to go back to the world i once knew with Luneth was a big deal for me. it's like i was going back to the beginning. And fear not, peeps! i've been working on Unchained for quite awhile. you'd be surprised how much i've worked on it with Gao. ^w^ May: Bits n' Bytes Ultima Vocal Collection Oh yeah, i did a birthday gift for Fire too! just so you know, i do still wanna make OSTs for my other Digimon adventures, but without my tablet i can't really do them right now. this month was pretty alright if i remember. making new friends and strengthening bonds with old friends. things were pretty fun in the sun cuz y'know......summer was coming. June: Connection Flow in Ice and Snow AWWW YEEEAAAAH, LET'S KICK IT!!! *Another Way by Girugamesh plays at full blast* (if .Com had a vocal OST, that would be opening.....3 if i remember the list i made. would've been the final opening i think. it's been awhile since i looked at the files.) Now that .Com finally began, i was on the hype train to the sun as i feverishly worked hard on my .Com stuff. this poster was one of my proudest works this year tbh. i promised i would make something great outta this story. this would be the closure that Luneth and Vivi so desperately needed, and Yuki and Arcus would be the ones to save them and close their book for good. not only that, but i was also graduating high school. after throwing my cap in the air, i said my heartfelt goodbyes to all the friends i've known since elementary and middle school including the close friends in my AP Art Squad. Team AP Art Will Never be Apart! honestly, things couldn't be any more exciting for me. Gee, it would be a shame if something were to happen that would trigger a chain of events that would divide my friends forever and send me down a spiraling pain train to the void known as crippling depression. July: DigiJuly Day 5: V-Mon (Vivi) This drawing was done to commemorate three years of adventures with Luneth and Vivi. this was during DigiJuly, when i was doing Digimon doodles nonstop for the duration of the month. What was once a hype train became a train wreck once July came around. things were ok until DTJ burned down in a raging fire and that set the stage for the rest of the year. i literally wouldn't be able to overcome any of this until November or so. i don't wanna dwell on it anymore since i'd be sounding like a broken record at this point. August: D3P: D-Sona 3 Portable Not a lot of art this month either. can you believe that? XD Hoo boy. August. need i say anything more about this month? we thought things settled down after DTJ shut down, but something was amiss.... This was the month that it happened. the climax of the story best left untold....even though i told it a hundred times already. >_>' Outside of the incident, time was running short for our stay at our current home and we were thinking of our next move. i began to worry about college as steep student debt caused us to have a change of plans on where to go. i was beginning to doubt if i even had a future to believe in. i was running out of options, and i was running out of hope. And trust me, it only gets worse from here. September: The Next Generation After awhile, things were still going on outside my realm of knowledge. it only made me feel worse seeing everything transpire long after the initial conflict. with this stigma hanging over me, i finally decided to pack my bags and leave the Digimon group era of my artist life. it was a pretty sour note to end it on, but let's be real here, there was no way i could wait any longer for things to get better. granted, my birthday was awesome, and i couldn't thank everyone enough for coming together to try to bring my spirit back. unfortunately, my bout with depression was just beginning. it was so bad, i pretty much stopped taking care of myself, which would lead to a few days ago when i'd end up with one less tooth in my mouth. i swear i won't let it get that bad again. With everything plummeting down to the dark abyss, i said goodbye to the life i once knew. from here on, things were about to change. i wasn't gonna end here. not now. October: Howling in the Shadows From this month forth, my family had no idea where we were going. the beginning of the tale of the borderline homeless that still continues to this day. Packing away my computer and drawing tablet for what feels like an eternity, i was moving out of my current home that we rented for the duration of my senior year and into grandma's house......in a raging storm. i'm not kidding. the rain was so bad that when we got there, our clothes were completely soaked and we couldn't even see 5 feet ahead of us outside that night. i knew immediately that it was some sort of ill omen for what was to transpire in the coming months. in fact, i even had dreams of the aftermath of what might happen. Now that i was stripped of my digital art abilities, i had to think of something else to do. so, i decided to dedicate myself to going back to traditional art. Boy, did i have fun. November: Return to the Realm of Sleep Now, this was the only thing i was able to crank out in November. BUT, that doesn't mean i didn't draw. i drew stuff, but nothing noteworthy enough to upload here. i'm gonna tell it to you straight now. Arcus will return. With my mental health still kicking me in the butt (it hit me so hard i had a panic attack one day.), i wasn't really motivated to draw much. in fact, i even hid myself away from the internet for quite awhile. without my friends or my sense of purpose, i felt like i had nothing and i was pretty under the weather for a majority of this month. that being said, i snapped myself out of it by force. it was stupid that i still felt the way i did months after what happened. sure, it was horrible, and i wish i could forget everything. but i can't stay stuck in the past. And so, i picked up my colored pencils and other such tools, and began my journey to recovery. December: Lexicon (Lex) and A Sacrifice for the Wind I got the hang of drawing traditionally pretty quickly. throughout the month, i was on fire, drawing masterstroke after masterstroke. (at least, in my opinion. XD) Making my new home in the mobile communities of Amino, it was a nice change of pace from the big screen of my computer. i made a bunch of new friends (to the staff of the Aminos i'm in and the rest of the crew in our Digimon Discord server, you guys are the best and thank you for healing the pain of yesteryear!) and had a grand old time making new OCs, Lex being one of them. i honestly luv Appmon and i wish we got more, but i'm content with what we got tbh. it'll live on in Seikatsu and his friends. be ready to see them once again in the near future! And so, in the wake of destruction as the world continues to change around me, i chopped off my signature anime emo locks, revamped my wardrobe and set my sights toward the future. Nowadays, i've completely moved on from the pain, but that doesn't change the fact that it still happened. overall, 2017 was a complete pile of poopoo garbage and i'm glad the nightmare is finally over. Even if i can't completely write it off as bad, there's just way too many negatives that weigh down the rest of the year for me personally. it's March now and things are pretty hectic, but i've got newfound courage and i know this year will be better than the last. time for me to get back up and charge forth to a better tomorrow!

#digital art #traditional art #summary of art #2017 summary of art #i'm still proud of all the ones featured here #now updated to show the full story from the DA version

[chroma-asks]

The Sensory

Name: Chara (kah-rah)

Pronouns: they/them

Age: 10 years

Birthday: (Scorpio)

Species: human

Source(if any): Undertale

Family: Asgore,Toriel, and Asriel Dreemurr(adopted family)[not in system], Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: cinnamon, hot cocoa, knives, adrenaline, fighting

Dislikes: losing, feeling weak, being underestimated, other humans, milk

Name: Damon (day-mun)

Pronouns: he/him

Age: ???

Birthday: August 15th (Leo)

Species: deep-sea siren

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Draco(son...? Technically...?)

Likes: water, singing, fun, swimming, love, goofing off, jokes, cooking, baking, playing with the kids, music

Dislikes: leaving people behind, silence, being bored, negativity

Name: Draco (dray-co)

Pronouns: he/him

Age: ???

Birthday: March 23rd (Aries)

Species: Dragon

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Emerie(wife), Leviathan(son), Damon(technical father), Salem(technical mother), Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: storms, flying, his family, jewels, gold, meat, caves, solitude, Zero, sleeping

Dislikes: fruit, annoyances, invasion of privacy, socks(FOR WHATEVER REASON), being woken up

Name: Emerie (eh-mer-ree)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: December 20th (Sagittarius) 

Species: Hydra

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Draco(husband), Leviathan(son)

Likes: fashion, sewing, love, her family, water, flowers, gardening

Dislikes: bigotry, sexism, homophobia, transphobia, racism, really any kind of discrimination that harms and degrades others

Name: Glitch

Pronouns: they/them

Age: 6

Birthday: (Aries)

Species: Unknown

Source: n/a

Family: Zero(surrogate mother), Aurora(actual mother)[Standby]

Likes: playing, learning new things, friends

Dislikes: feeling hated, hurting others

Name: Gwenevere (gweh-neh-veer)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: (Virgo)

Species: arachne

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Freya(technical mother)

Likes: Octopi, knitting, sewing, fighting, hunting, teasing people she thinks are cute, helping out with cooking by cutting things

Dislikes: molting, when her fuzz is dirty, loose threads

Name: Jelose (jel-ohss)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: (Leo)

Species: shoggoth

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Gnideria(older sister)[Standby], Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: hugs, candy, slime, water, dark places, mud, playing, friends, kids

Dislikes: negative emotions, being alone, being feared, being poked in the eyes

Name: Kai (rhymes with pie)

Pronouns: he/him

Age: ???

Birthday: September 2nd (Virgo)

Species: Cerberus

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Weiss(technical mother)

Likes: sweets, screamo music, the shadows

Dislikes: bitter food, bright lights

Name: Karma 

Pronouns: he/him

Age: ???

Birthday: December 3rd (Sagittarius)

Species: Ghoul

Source(if any): n/a

Family: n/a

Likes: puns, cooking, baking

Dislikes: things getting stuck between his bones

Name: Koishi (koh-ee-shee)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: (Sagittarius)

Species: satori

Source(if any): Touhou

Family: Satori(older sister), Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: friends, playing, exploring, making friends in general, roses, animals, tea, coffee, gifts, being remembered, her sister

Dislikes: being shunned, staying in one place for too long, numbness

Name: Lavender Pearl

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: (Cancer)

Species: gem

Source(if any): Steven Universe(non-canon)

Family: n/a

Likes: dancing, cleaning, water fountains, music

Dislikes: being yelled at, feeling worthless

Name: Leviathan (leh-vai-ah-than)

Pronouns: he/him

Age: 5 in dragon years

Birthday: February 16th (Aquarius)

Species: water dragon

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Emerie(mother), Draco(father)

Likes: water, bugs, fish, watching science videos about nature, playing with the other littles, the beach, Zero, exploring

Dislikes: wearing shoes

Name: Lexa Fae (lex-ah-fay)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: (Aquarius)

Species: faerie

Source(if any): n/a

Family: n/a

Likes: flowers, forests, mushrooms, butterflies, moths, being pampered, milk, pastries, alcohol, baths, scented lotions

Dislikes: disrespect, being insulted, unkempt hair, dry skin

Name: Mina (mee-nah)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: Unknown

Birthday: 

Species: Monster of some kind

Source: n/a

Family: n/a

Likes: shopping, cute things, fashion

Dislikes: eating

Name: Morgana (mor-gah-nah)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: (Virgo)

Species: dullahan

Source(if any): n/a

Family: n/a

Likes: witchcraft, moonlight, night flying, researching physics and magic, candles

Dislikes: impatience, not having the freedom to practice her craft

Name: Naraku (nah-rah-koo)

Pronouns: he/him

Age: somewhere around 70 if you include his human years

Birthday: Literally No One Knows

Species: half-demon

Source(if any): Inuyasha

Family: Aurora(in-system incarnation)[Standby]

Likes: literally any kind of drama, strategy games, Weiss

Dislikes: his human side, losing

Name: Paka (pah-kah)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: over 10,000

Birthday: (Gemini)

Species: phoenix hybrid

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Weiss(technical mother)

Likes: food, cats, beanies, big jackets

Dislikes: dying

Name: Polaris

Pronouns: she/her

Age: 6

Birthday:

Species: Princess-class Battleship

Source(if any): Kantai Collection

Family: 25 older sisters(all of which are in the Secondary Branch), Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: french fries, the beach, playing, wearing big shirts like dresses, playing with people’s hair, carnivals, piggyback rides from literally anyone who can carry her without dying(she is MUCH heavier than she looks), boats, skating, lighthouses

Dislikes: sinking in water, being alone

Name: Salem (say-lehm)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: over 5000

Birthday: November 13th (Scorpio)

Species: oni 

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Zero(younger sister), Draco(technical son)

Likes: dolls, gothic lolita fashion, solitude, dark places

Dislikes: humans, romance, being caged, being told what to do, Chroma’s family

Name:Sasha

Pronouns: she/her

Age: 6

Birthday: 

Species: chimera, probably??

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: crackers(the sweet kind)

Dislikes:

Name: Shrii (shree)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: permanently 7

Birthday: (Leo)

Species: ghost

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: small fluffy animals, stuffed animals, pjs, blue raspberry icees, juice, her friends, Blueberry(her stuffed bunny), disney movies, studio ghibli, naps

Dislikes: clowns(terrified, yet she seems to handle LJ somehow), the dark, loud noises, scary movies, darkness

Name: Terezi (teh-reh-zee)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: 16

Birthday: (Libra)

Species: troll

Source(if any): Homestuck

Family: Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: drawing, coloring, watching FNAF playthroughs while eating Mac n Cheese, candy(cherry-flavored ones are her favorite), justice, her friends

Dislikes: memories of abuse, clowns(laughing jack is an exception)

Name: Torture

Pronouns: he/him

Age: somewhere around 670-680

Birthday: June 30th (Cancer)

Species: undead

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Weiss(technical mother)

Likes: hospitals, experimenting with chemicals and cells, mint, ice cream, cold, tormenting Weiss

Dislikes: his past(has PTSD), slavery, his inability to grow, not being able to sleep(though he’s used to it now)

Name: Umbra

Pronouns: he/him

Age: 4

Birthday: 

Species: werebat

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Zero(surrogate mother)

Likes: Veirus, fruit, playing games

Dislikes: being the seeker in hide-and-seek(he finds everyone too easily with sonar), flashlights

Name: Vague

Pronouns: he/him or xe/xir

Age: ???

Birthday: (Scorpio)

Species: void angel(but actually he’s basically a god)

Source(if any): The World Ends With You (surprise, he’s Joshua in disguise, the Bastard)

Family: n/a

Likes: space, city nightlife, his room, fixing things, Chroma

Dislikes: losing

Name: Weiss (rhymes with ice)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: uhhh if I go by outer world years I’m like almost 12 bruh (good thing I don’t). I’m basically ageless in here

Birthday: June 29th (Cancer)

Species: glacie

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Kai, Sato, Same, Torture, Tyfia, Paka, Zetsumei, Tripp(technical children), Freya(technical mother)

Likes: snow(obviously), drawing, singing, video games, fictional things, socks(ironically), food, space, tiny replicas of things that aren’t usually tiny

Dislikes: bugs(more of a fear, but I’m working on soothing that), abusive people, loud noises/yelling(trigger), hot temperatures, humidity, needles, surgery, eye gore, pain, mint, coconuts

Name: Yulie (yoo-lee)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: “somewhere over 100, I lost count”

Birthday: February 22nd (Pisces)

Species: werewolf/succubus hybrid

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Casimir(father), Marie(mother)[deceased], Freya(grandmother), Killer(great-grandfather)[not in the system]

Likes: romance movies, fanfiction, matchmaking, wolves, the moon, night flights, valentines day candies, cakes, science, philosophy, writing

Dislikes: really anything morally wrong relationship-wise, ageplay, hate, swearing(doesn’t mind if others do, though)

Name: Zero

Pronouns: she/her

Age: over 5000

Birthday: January 3rd (Capricorn)

Species: oni

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Salem(older sister), surrogate mom to basically everyone in the system

Likes: kids, fighting, alcohol, sunlight, human history

Dislikes: child predators(more like a seething hatred), people bad-mouthing literally anyone she’s adopted

Name: Zetsumei (zeh-tsoo-may)

Pronouns: she/her

Age: ???

Birthday: February 15th (Aquarius) 

Species: death scythe/shapeshifter

Source(if any): n/a

Family: Weiss(technical mother)

Likes: Halloween, bugs, weaponry, horror movies/games, haunted houses, really anything considered weird or spooky, sour candy

Dislikes: ?????

[jupitermelichios]

Smallville S1 E3

I’ve started watching Smallville, and honestly idk how a show that’s this much of a mess went on to be one of the most influential pieces of Superman canon since the silver age, but at the same time, I cannot look away

More detailed thoughts below the cut.

- I’ve watched 5 seasons of Teen Wolf and this is still the most dramatic highschool sports game I’ve ever seen

- apparently Kryptonite burns like coal, and if your sauna fire starts billowing green smoke you should just accept it. Also is the sauna in the highschool?! what highschool has a sauna?!

- this dude is weirdly chill about the fact that he’s just developed the ability to set things on fire by punching them. Or did he always have that power? That seems like a bad power for someone who teaches contact sports.

- the writers of the school newspaper are getting hate mail for writing articles criticising the gym teacher. These kids are way to invested in both the school newspaper and their gym teacher

- “We’ve got a match on Friday, and we’re short of players.” Seriously? You’re recruiting a kid who may never have even played football before, for a match that’s happening in less than a week. How the fuck is that supposed to work? You don’t know if he even knows the damn rules!

- Jonathan Kent is a dick. Why does every adaptation make Jonathan Kent a dick? I mean, I probably would be too if I had a child like Clark, but still

- “I just want to find something I’m good at” You have Lana, it’s being the blandest person in history

- Tiny gay Lex, you’re the wind beneath my wings and I would kill for you

- It’s important that beings with unimaginable power don’t have supportive parents, otherwise they grow up to be well-adjusted heroes and where’s the fun in that?

- This soundtrack is the most early 2000s thing I’ve ever heard

- fuck you Martha, you know Jonathan’s out of line but you let him be a dick to Clark anyway and only call him on it later when you’re alone. That doesn’t fucking help Clark!

- it’s important that the characters we’re supposed to like yell abuse at minimum wage service workers, otherwise how will we know that they’re the heroes?

- This show would be 100% better if Clark and Lana never interacted again. Just... please. Please stop making me watch him being an utter creep. I don’t even like Lana, but no woman deserves that.

- I really hope Lionel Luthor solves all disputes with impromptu fencing matches. “Sir, I really feel that yellow roses would go better with the decor.” “Yeah? Fucking fight me”

- “Do you trust me?” “I want to” What kind of terrible fucking mother are you Martha?! He’s literally never done anything untrustworthy apart from be a fucking creepy to Lana, and you don’t know about that! He’s saved two people’s lives without raising any suspicions, but apparently he can’t possibly manage a fucking sports game

- I think Lex wants to be a creep to women, but he’s literally too much of a ray of sunshine to manage it. And he’s the only person who’s been supportive of Lana’s decision to get a job. And he’s nice to service workers.

- “You stood up to your parents. I caved.” Yes but their parents didn’t threaten to stab them, Lex! Give yourself some credit!

- Are there no health and safety laws about saunas that fucking lock? Is this not one of those walk-in freezer things where there has to be a quick release on the inside?!

- Oh Lex, you are the only light in this endless wilderness of misogyny and bad pop punk

- okay, props to this show, standing in a field and screaming into the void together may be the most romantic bonding activity any people have ever come up with

#smallville #charlie watches a thing #and talks about the thing #tiny queer lex luthor for president #watching girls through telescopes without their knowledge or permission is never okay even if you put a romantic soundtrack over it #superman #smallville recaps