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canarymemories · 2 months

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hi finally compiling the thread i made the other day on twt abt the first chapter of recital so. welcome to me having far too much to say about my big bang fic skgh

chapter titling is similar to symphony (leo day fic) but instead of music terms, it's ballet terms. i'm nowhere near as used to ballet terms as i am w music terms so they won't have a deeper meaning (at least not on purpose lmao) like some of the symphony chapter titles do, but that's part of why there's nine chapters

a small aside: there is a specific structure i have in mind for the fic. there will be three arcs (if u want to call them that), the first three chapters is the first arc and then there will be an intermission chapter (up to this point is as far as i've confidently planned out so past this point, i can't guarantee anything but. nine chapters is the goal adkgsh). so then chapter 4 and 5 are arc two followed up by another intermission, then the final arc will be chapters 8 and 9. the plan is to stay mostly canon compliant until i don't agree w akira (or kinosei aslkhg), so i'll pretty much be sticking to the canon timeline

please listen to the playlist akdhg most of the songs do correspond to specific things/chapters so it's tied to the story itself plus i've listened to it too many times so. please tell me i'm so right about it 😔 the song i used in the summary of the first chapter is more of a chapter 2 song but i felt like it fit for the first chapter so adkgh (i have. So Many songs for checkmate so. can't wait for that one lmao) (chapter 1 songs are the first four in the playlist, the 5th one could go either way between ch 1 and 2) once more is posted, then i might actually sit here and go on abt why each of these songs is specifically here

writing choices 🎉 the one i want to talk about so so so so bad is the using nicknames in the narration bc if you've read literally anything else i've posted, you'd see that i don't do that, but bc recital is so close to izumi as the narrator, and this chapter is focused on his childhood, i thought it was fitting. there are a few instances of this changing throughout the chapter, such as makoto going from yuukun to makoto in the one flashback section and then staying as makoto when izumi is older, naru eventually changes to arashi.

and the one i really want to bring up,,, izumi's parents are always referred to as mama and papa but there is one singular instance where that's changed and that's during the argument at the end of the chapter.

and then she's referred to as mama again a few paragraphs later and this just goes into the point that i think izumi has a very complicated relationship with his parents. on one hand, they don't support him as an idol and have quite literally told him to his face that he's not successful enough to make it on his own as a model (next door), have treated him more like a doll than their child and they couldn't be bothered to actually ask him what he was interested in, but he still cares about them. he gets offended on their behalf more than once (in ! era at least), but it's just,, complicated. i feel like i can't really properly explain my thoughts here but i have Thoughts. but this is where the vaguely toxic parenting warning comes in from this chapter because the thing is, i don't think his parents were planning for him to feel the way he does about their parenting, they do love him and they do want to have him succeed just. maybe not for the right reasons, yk? ofc that doesn't justify their treatment of him or anything like that, there's just more to it than outright toxic parenting hence why it's subtle here.

what's a little less subtle is izumi's mom living vicariously through him, it's a bit more obvious with the modeling bit than the dance classes but idk it makes sense to me for her to have done them as a child too

baby modelgumi,,, they get their own point here bc i think those might've been my favorite bits to write and genuinely, the baby arashi bit is my favorite part of the whole chapter. they're just so alsdkgh oeugh cute i want to squeeze them in my hands 🥺🥺🥺. my note for this on my list of things to talk about is literally "baby modelgumi :pleading:" they hold a special place in my head and i hope in urs too

i was going to list stories reference but i might wait until i have more done and posted for that (plus i can't remember what story it is that arashi mentions izumi pushed her mouth into a smile as kids) but. portrait and canary hall mentions 🎉🎉

the argument. it's implied a few times in ! that izumi's parents don't really agree with him being an idol (leo says izumi was having isses at home around checkmate/war era). given that they put so much time and effort into having izumi model, i suppose that wouldn't be too surprising, but i think it's important to have some kind of breaking point like the argument scene bc in next door, izumi talks about how his parents treated him growing up and that just makes me think that he probably didn't have much say in his own life and there's just something about being an idol being his first big decision that idk hits a little different and there is more to an extent on this concept in the next chapter in comparing himself to leo and just kind of being like ,, huh...

last thing, so aside from the ending of the beginning section of the chapter, i feel so smart about the ending line of this chapter bc mama's pancakes come up in portrait and there's even a baby izumi homescreen line about it and it's meant to serve as an apology rather than her actually apologizing but i feel like u could take it a few ways but akhg felt so smart when i came up w the ending of the chapter. and i felt the same way when i thought of the first chapter ending and u guys will not like me for that one btu aksdgh <33

baby's first friendship next time 🎉🎉🎉🎉

#recitcal rambling #i have. a little too much to say about this thing i fear #it's a little scary seeing it written out like this rather than a twt thread where things are more spaced out like aklsdhg #this is actually a slightly condensed version from what i posted there 😔#anyway. see u all again when the next recital chapter drops

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littlewalken · 2 years

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Oct 6

I was assured there was a pleco in the bag when we bought him and we had to make sure he wasn't in the bag when we emptied it. He had stuck himself to the side and wasn't keen on leaving. We assured him he was going to Suckerfish Heaven because the last one grew fat enough to look delicious within a year.

One does assume they must be tiny when they're hatched but after the last suckerfish I had little to no concept how tiny they could be.

Well, in all my travels yesterday I did not see one DVD of Picard, so I'll have to order on line, but after buying more scrubs and soothing washes and what not for the itchies I treated myself to a food prize ball. There was a gold Sonic drink inside, a White Castle go box, and something else new that I forgot what it was.

The itchies are very much improved and if sitting in a tub of epsom salts daily, if possible, is part of my treatment for a good long time, then I suppose it is. And as I said before it should do me good for making some dedicated reading/watching time and hopefully my curiosity to know how things end will get me finishing more.

I'm also trying out several first episodes to series to see if I'm ready to watch them yet. Upstairs Downstairs will need to wait for me to get in to household servants again. Yes, we can afford an Irish Maggie but right now we can manage the current living place.

The search for a new place closer to a grocery store and/or for elderly and disabled persons will resume in earnest now that my health is better.

I very much appreciate this blessing of a home but it too knows that it's too small and this is not a long term place for us. It did help us in the 'can we finally get rid of this' department.

Not my stuff, or my stuff yet as another summer has passed where it's been logistically impossible to catalog my dolls, but I do want to get going on less analog books. More like pointless stuff, we never use this stuff, and I will swear at least 40% of what was in storage was connected to the Life Ruiner, like the kitchen stuff she hoarded but never used and her literal boxes of trash.

Could go in to a long winded if you don't take care of it when your kids are young you end up with narcissistic mooches who are too good to ___ like we did but I won't. I'll just tell you that if the eldest child, especially if it's a daughter, has to pay rent/bills but the others don't it's a great way to lose contact with them.

I was a lottery scratcher ticket away from either everyone living here has income and pays a share or I'm gone and you'll have to move too because you can't afford where you're at otherwise.

Now, I'm still 'at home' and paying half my income in rent alone but it was the mooch that got left behind. Things are so much better I don't think I've screamed in this house once. PMS doesn't count.

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crystalkleure · 4 years

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I think a very important thing to understand about me is the very specific aesthetic that I absolutely adore more than anything.

I love it when something looks cute and innocent at first, so you assume it is sweet and harmless, and then you are very, very wrong. Ooh, that’s the good shit. Kills me every time.

#Surprise Filth And Gore. It's better than when it's expected.#.It speaks #About me yo #I think I know the reason WHY I love it so much too #I am 5'1'' and very pretty. And AFAB. And I HATE being infantilized. I am not a child or a doll I am a fucking adult here.#I just look cute. Oh well. It just kind of happened. I'm tiny and I have a pretty face.#I am also autistic. Yet another mark in the ''things that make people treat you like a literal brainless infant'' column.#Not to mention my mother raised me and she To This Day does not let me do fucking anything myself.#I am not allowed to cook or clean. Can't do the laundry; can't make food; can't clean up after the pets.#She explicitly thinks I'm just incompetent and won't ever manage to do anything right. She took all of the knobs off the stove. I am 21.#If I am trying to complete a task and she sees me; she will take that task away from me and just do it herself [or try to].#I dismantled my Nintendo Switch and reshelled it and gave it fancy new buttons and everything and she tried her BEST to not let me.#She wanted me to give it to her and let her do it. Even though I'm the one who spent the whole fucking day looking up how to do it right.#I eventually got it done by distracting her the whole time. I kept giving her little harmless things to do so she'd feel like she's helping.#Spoiler alert she couldn't do any of it and got frustrated and abandoned it and I -- you guessed it -- am the one who did it all myself.#If I had given her any Actual Important parts to fiddle with she probably would have broken them and trashed the system.#My Switch looks damn good now btw and I am still very proud of it. And it functions just like it's fresh from the factory. Nothing's busted.#So yeah I hate being treated like a fucking baby more than anything. That Is My Life Though.#So I fucking love it when something that everyone thinks looks Soft And Sweet And uwu babby-ish is actually Exactly The Opposite Of That.#Ideally the ''sweet thing'' never even lied and SAID it was Sweet And Dumb. People just made assumptions that bit them in the ass.

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that-one-weeb-but-starwars · 3 years

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Master List

Hey! This is a master list! Enjoy it! If you want!

This blog is basically deactivated, but I kept it activated for all your guys sake

Pink is a 18+ headcannon or smut story

Male implied readers will have '◇'

While female implied readers will have a '♧'

While not really implied gender is '♧/◇'

Prompt Master list:

Kinktober 2021

Random Headcannons

Halloween Headcannons with every star wars character (no reader)

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝔟𝔞𝔡 𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥- ℑ 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔡 𝔅𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥

Hunter

♧ Life with Him

♧ NSFW Headcanons

♧ Omega

♧ For all the Rough days

♧ Doll

♧ To My Future Child/ pt 2

◇For your eyes only

♧ One Night

◇ They Met in the rain

◇ The cold

Tech

♧ Clones and Lightsabers

♧ Tech Talk 18+

♧ NSFW Headcanons

◇ I can't do much but I will help

♧ Cantina (18+)

Wrecker

♧ Flowers

♧ NSFW Alphabet

♧ Strong Muscles Stronger Gut

♧Well if You want to be with him!

♧/◇ Dating Wrecker Headcanons

♧ Lingerie

◇ Pretty

Crosshair

♧ I see her at night

♧ Crosshair becoming a dad but I make it as Sad as possible

♧ Crosshair attempting to be your boyfriend headcanons

♧ A Wedding

♧ she left me, ft hunter

♧ How many more people can I lose (extremely angsty please be advised) / part two, not as angsty

♧ tied up

◇ of course I love you

Echo

♧ NSFW Headcanons

◇ Not So Different

♧ a sweet reunion

◇ My love | 2 | 3 | 3.5 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13

Omega (but only parenting or like friendship)

◇ Fairy Gone Wild

♧ I'm Omega

♧ Help a sister Out? And Maybe all her brothers

◇ A preformance

Bad Batch Headcanons / just all batch stories

♧/◇ Omega ask you to sing to her but everyone listens

The Bad Batch in a Haunted house (no reader just bad batch)

♧ Safety First

♧ The Bad Batches Favorite way to Treat you NSFW

𝕲𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝕺𝖑𝖉 𝕽𝖊𝖌s

99 (all strictly parently and sweet because I can literally just not stop thinking about him as a dad or that one grandpa and is he considered a reg?)

♧ Sweet 99 headcanons

Rex

♧ Secret Relationship Headcanons

◇ Hyperspace eyes | 2 | 3

♧Before I go I love you

◇ call me yours

◇ Snow | 2 | 3 | 4

Cody

♧ Oblivious

Fives

♧ A Short Drabble I never named lmao my bad

♧ Umbara: 1/ (ongoing)

◇ Railing Fives headcanons

Echo (basically pre bad batch)

♧ I lost you once and I won't lose you again

♧ NSFW Headcanons

Jesse

Gregor

♧ Good Morning

Tup

♧ wait-did we?! NO

♧ A Ball

Dogma

◇ Restless

♧ Supply Closet

Howzer

♧The sniper

501st Headcanons

♧ Baby-sitting the 501st because Anakin had to go on a mission

If Star Wars Characters went to Disneyland| 501st style (no reader just 501st)

𝕵𝖊𝖉𝖎 𝕳𝖔𝖊𝖘

Anakin

Obi-wan

Ashoka

Plo-Koon

♧ At the End of the War

Kanan

Ezra

Luke

Cal

𝕾𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕭𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘

Maul

♧ Seeing Maul after a long time

♧ The one time Maul loved

♧ Just how things are

Savage Opress

♧ A Marriage Arrangement with death: 1 / 2 / 3 / 3.5 / 4 (On-going)

Ventress

Grevious (not really but sure-)

Dooku (another totally only dad vibes)

Darth Vader

Kylo Ren

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖓𝖔 𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖆 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝕷𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗

Mando/Din/ (ya'll know who Im talking about)

Padame

Boba Fett

♧ You must be this tall to Hunt (tcw age)

Feral (my man hit different, not sorry)

Viscus (dilf-)

General Hux

Satine (that's right ur stealin obi-wans girl or your a sister- I don't know yet)

Cade Bane (i love myself a cowboy-)

♧ Cellmates

#star wars masterlist #masterlist #writing masterlist #star wars headcanons #star wars fic #star wars tcw fanfiction #star wars: the clone wars #star wars: rebels #the bad batch #star wars: the bad batch

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the-broken-truth · 3 years

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The Strings That Bind Us ~ Vulcan's Mission

Summary: Vulcan heads to the other 3 Lord Holds to get information on the Lord Dinner. Will it go well?

Pairing: Donna Beneviento x Vulcan

MY LONGEST ONE YET! YES!

[The Next Morning After The Lord Meeting] [At House Beneviento]

Vulcan stood before the front door as he secured the Beneviento House Crest Clip on his hooded cloak to ensure it remained on his shoulders; once he removed his hands, the crest clip shined in the light of the lamp.

"Leaving already, Vulcan?" Donna asked as she descended the stairs and walked over to Vulcan who turned around to face her.

"It's better if I leave in the morning so I can back come by the evening. I'll get the list first then I'll go shopping for the food in the morning." Vulcan said as he watched Donna's face look off to the side; he could see the fear in her eyes. His hand grasped her chin and moved her face to look into his eyes. "I'll come back to you, Donna; I'd never turn away from you and Angie. Thank you for trusting me with this." He leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, which she returned as she placed her hands on his chest.

Vulcan pulled away when he felt a tug on his pants leg causing him to look down to see Angie looking up at him with the eyes of a child.

"Can I have a hug?" Angie asked.

Vulcan smiled and crouched down, gathering the doll in his arm, and hugged both her and Donna. After a while, he set Angie on her feet and gave Donna one last kiss before he turned on his heel and left out the house door, down the stairs, and down the trail to begin his mission.

[A Few Moments Later - At The Stairway to Castle Dimitrescu]

Vulcan looked at the massive Victorian-Styled Castle before him - The Home of the First Lord, Alcina Dimitrescu. He was not looking forward to talking with her but he knew she was going to be the most difficult of the lords.

'Better to the pain in the ass out of the way first.' Vulcan thought as he took his first step to scale the stairs until he reached the massive door; he knocked upon the door for a few moments until it was opened by a Housemaid.

"Can I help you?" The Housemaid asked in a very timid voice.

"Yes, I would like to see Lady Dimitrescu." Vulcan said.

"What reason do you have to see the Lady of the Castle?" The housemaid asked again with a raised eyebrow.

"House of Beneviento Business." Vulcan said as he moved the side of the cloak to reveal the house crest upon his chest. The Housemaid's eyes widened as she moved aside.

"Of course, please, come in. I'll call the lady." The housemaid said as she moved into the castle with Vulcan behind her.

The Housemaid asked him to wait in the foyer while she retrieved the Lady of the Castle, Vulcan gave her a nod and watched as she scaled up the stairs. He stood there in the center of the room - the fire in the fireplace crackling now and then. He looked around - the floor was so clear that Vulcan could see his reflection upon the surface, the chairs, and table resting by the fireplace looked as if they were sown & carved by hand, the chandler above his hand looked like it was crafted with diamonds as opposed to crystal; it was beautiful but too expensive for Vulcan's taste.

'This place is too grand - how can you stop yourself getting lost in here? House Beneviento is more accustomed to me.' Vulcan thought with a smile at thought of Donna and Angie back at home waiting for him...when the sound of buzzing rung in his ears. Vulcan opened his eyes again to find a few dozen flies circling around him like a slow cyclone - carried with was multiple giggles.

"Oh, look at the newcomer, sisters." One voice purred.

"Isn't he the one mother was trying to get to come here?" A second voice curiously asked.

"Yeah, that's him. Maybe he finally came to his senses." said the 3rd voice.

"I'm here to speak to Lady Dimitrescu for House Beneviento." Vulcan said as he remained still.

"Aw, don't you want to stay here?" The first voice asked. "I'm sure Mother would treat you much better than Aunt Donna would."

"You would be a Lord, yourself. Live in the lap of luxury and have the power to command anyone you desire." The second voice said.

"I've said this to Lady Dimitrescu and I will say it to you - I am not interested." Vulcan said.

"If you're not interested, why are you here then?" The sound of Lady Dimitrescu's voice came from on top of the stairs. Vulcan looked up at the towering lady, stating at the top of the stairs, slowing descending down with her hand dragging along the wooden pole. The flies moved away from Vulcan and formed into 3 separate bodies - the Daughters of Dimitrescu. Vulcan waited for Alcina to get to the bottom of the stairs before he gave a slight bow in respect with his eyes closed.

"Lady Dimitrescu, forgive me for arriving unannounced but there is something I would like to discuss with you regarding the Lord Dinner begin hosted at House Beneviento." Vulcan said - his eyes opened when he felt the large hand of the Castle Lady grip his chin and lifted it - Amber meet Gold.

"Are you sure that's all you wish to talk about, Little Mortal? Are you certain you didn't want to see what I have to offer you?" Alcina purred with a glow in her eyes but Vulcan's face remained professional. He rose to stand at his full height, which removed Alcina's hand from his face.

"Lady Dimitrescu, please, I have expressed on numerous occasions that I am not interested in being your...other half." Vulcan said.

"And why is that, little mortal? Why would you not want to live in a castle with servants waiting on you hand and foot? Riches that pile so high could by the world and still have more? Everything you could want and need within arms reach and you wouldn't want that?" Alcina asked.

"I have all I could want with Donna and Angie - I've traveled the world to become someone that would be worthy of them, a partner that would make House Beneviento proud." Vulcan said with a smile when mentioning his girls; this made Alcina frown.

"You would rather have her than anything I could offer you?" She asked with a hiss.

"Yes." A simple answer.

Alcina inhaled and exhaled before she looked into Vulcan's eyes.

"What do you want to talk about regarding the Lord Dinner?" Alcina asked as she folded her arms.

"I want this Lord Dinner to be grand for all the Lords and Madam Miranda, to do that I would like to know 3 things about you: Your preferred dish, your drink of choice, and any kind of dessert you would enjoy?" Vulcan asked as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a paper pad & pen.

Alcina began speaking and Vulcan wrote down her order.

Lady Alcina Dimitrescu

Main Dish - She asked to try the Blood Steak she heard about from Donna

Drink - Romanian Red Wine (I have to pick some from The Duke)

Dessert - Black Forest Cake

Vulcan pocketed the pad and the writing utensil before he looked at Alcina and her daughters, gave them a nod, and turned on his heel to begin walking away - before he could reach the stairs; he was suddenly picked up by his waist from behind and was lifted with his back pressed against the busty chest of Alcina Dimitrescu.

"Lady Dimitrescu, what is the meaning of this?! Unhand me!" Vulcan barked as he began squirming against her grip; he left her hand on his chest and her lips near the back of his neck.

"Why must you fight against me, Vulcan? I know you want more than my sister could offer you but your blind love for her is making you refuse what you really want. Let me give it to you - stay here with me and have everything you could ever want." Alcina whispered against his neck.

"I told you no - I am loyal to Donna and I would never turn away from her. Now - Let me go." The man demanded.

"Such fire in your voice, I wonder just how good your blood tastes." That made Vulcan's eye widen but before he could do anything - his house jacket was ripped open to expose his shoulder and he felt the pain of fangs breaking his skin.

Vulcan gripped his teeth to keep from screaming but he felt anger flood his body.

"I TOLD YOU TO LET GO OF ME!" Vulcan roared.

Alcina was suddenly thrown off him by an unknown force - making her slid back to her daughters.

"Mother! Are you alright?!" The blonde-haired daughter asked as she ran over to her mother. Alcina didn't answer - her eyes were wide and dilated, almost like a cat's - as she looked at Vulcan's bleeding shoulder. The Servant of Beneviento covered his wound before glaring at the Castle Lady - his eyes blood red and his pupils... slit like a predator's.

"If you weren't one of the Lords of this Land, I would have killed you for doing something like that! I won't act on my own but I will be informing Madame Miranda of this. Keep your distance from, Alcina Dimitrescu; I shan't notify you again." With a growl - Vulcan turned on his heel again and stormed out of the castle, slamming the door behind him.

Alcina stood to her full height again - her hand covering her mouth as her tongue collected the blood dripping down her chin.

'His blood... it was... DIVINE. Richer than any maiden's blood I have ever tasted. Whatever he is, he is not human...and I want him. I must have that blood for myself; he must aid me in continuing the bloodline of House Dimitrescu!'

[Meanwhile - With Vulcan]

The amber-eyed man marched down the dirt path, holding his house jacket close to the wound - cursing all kinds of things about Alcina. He made his way to the gate leading the Moreau's Reservoir when a familiar voice called out to him.

"That looks like a pretty nasty bite wound." Vulcan turned to see the Duke sitting at his carriage. "If I were to guess, I'd say Lady Dimitrescu decided to take a bite out of you." Duke said as he wrote down something in his small journal.

"You won't be wrong, Duke; she literally grabbed me and sunk her teeth into me." Vulcan said as he walked over to him.

"Unpredictable as ever, she is; that wound will get back if you don't do something about it. Would you care for a bottle of First Aid Medicine?" The large man asked as he held a small bottle of green liquid.

"I don't have any Lei on me right now, I wasn't planning to buy anything." Vulcan hissed in pain.

"Nor were you planning on getting bitten by a Vampiric Castle Owner. You've been a loyal customer to me for years, Vulcan, you can have it for free." The Duke said as he reached down a gave the bottle to Vulcan.

"Thanks, Duke," Vulcan said as he opened the bottle and poured it on his wound. "By the way, you wouldn't happen to have some Romanian Red Wine, would you?" Vulcan asked as he fixed his jacket back on his shoulder.

"I do but I'd be willing to part with it for 5000 Lei." The Duke smiled at him.

"I'll come to get it tomorrow and a few other things, can you hold it for me?" Vulcan asked.

"Of course, your coin is the best coin for me to receive." The Duke said.

"Perfect, I'll see you later." Vulcan turned and began walking away.

"Anytime, Lord Vulcan." Duke said, making Vulcan stop and turn back to look at him.

"Duke, I'm not a Lord." Vulcan said, making the fat man laugh.

"Not yet, but at the rate you're going, you'll be a Lord within a few months' time...maybe a father even." Duke chucked, Vulcan blushed and turned to head to the reservoir

[Timeskip - At Moreau's Reservoir]

"Lord Moreau? Are you here, Lord Moreau?" Vulcan called out as he walked around the reservoir depths - he searched for a while before he heard the static of television and the sound of someone sobbing. He followed the sound until he saw the hunched few of Lord Moreau sobbing before a small static tv.

"Mother Miranda... why don't you love me like the others? You know I'll do anything you ask me to do, so why don't you love me too?" The Lord of the Reservoir; that made Vulcan's heartstring tug.

"Lord Moreau." Vulcan called out, startling me small 'man'.

"Who...Who are you?! Why are you here?!" Moreau panicked before he looked at Vulcan again. "Wait, I know you - you're Donna's Servant, right?" Moreau asked as he inched closer to him.

"Yes, Lord Moreau. My name is Vulcan and I serve Donna at House Beneviento; it's nice to finally meet you." Vulcan smiled at the man, who was so confused.

"You...You stood up for me. At the House Meeting. You told Heisenberg to respect me..." Moreau said as he a Vulcan were now facing each other.

"He should - You're his brother and brothers are supposed to be there for each other. Donna told me that you were very kind and she was right." Vulcan said.

"I...No one has ever told me that, thank you, Vulcan." Moreau said with a smile.

"Of course, Lord Moreau." Vulcan said.

"Please, call me Salvatore; that's my first name and you're very kind." The creature smiled again.

"Of course, Lord Salvatore. Now, as much as I would love to stay and chat, I'm a bit pressed for time. As you know, The Lord Dinner is coming up and I would like to know what your preferred food, drink, and dessert is." Vulcan said as he pulled out the pad and pen again with a smile. Salvatore smiled again and told him what he wanted to know.

"I don't know if I'll be welcome there." The small man said.

"You're a Lord and this is a Lord Dinner; of course you're allowed and welcome, besides, I have a little trick up my sleeve." Vulcan smiled as he waved his hand.

"What kind of trick?" Salvatore asked.

"You'll find out at the dinner. Have a great day, Salvatore." Vulcan rose to his feet and made his way back out the way he came, looking at the new list of items.

Lord Salvatore Moreau

Main Dish - Grilled Salmon with a side salad and cornbread

Drink - White Wine

Dessert - Keylime Pie.

'That man goes through all that pain with siblings who don't even respect him and a mother who rarely acknowledges him... I'll do what I can for him. He's too kind not to get the love back he dishes out.' Vulcan thought as he pocketed the pad and pen again before heading to the last of the lords - Karl Heisenberg.

[Timeskip - Karl Heisenberg's Factory]

Vulcan opened the door and walked into the factory with his hand on his dagger, just in case something popped off.

"Well, Well, Well - if it isn't the Ugly Ass Psycho Doll's Plaything?" Karl's voice rung out of the empty space.

"I'd appreciate you not disrespecting her like that, Heisenberg; I'm here on House Beneviento Business and I would rather get it over and done with so I can make my last stop and go home." Vulcan said as he looked around the make sure there were not hidden Lycans waiting to pounce on him.

"House Business? What could she want with me?" Karl's voice rang out again.

"This is about the Lord Dinner and I'm doing this to make sure it goes well. Just tell me what I want to know and I'll be on my way." Vulcan said.

"Now, where's the fun in that - just telling you...when you could work for it?" Karl's voice called out - that when Vulcan heard movement and found himself surrounded by at least 20 to 30 Lycans.

"What the hell is this, Heisenberg?" Vulcan snarled as he pulled his daggers from under his cloak.

"The challenge is simple - kill them and I'll tell you what you want to know. Lose and...well, Donna and her doll will be short once playmate." Karl laughed over the intercom.

"Smug Bastard." Vulcan growled and got into a battle stance.

"Ready? Set...SIC HIM BOYS!"

All the Lycans charged at Vulcan but there's something Karl should have known - You don't fuck with the House of Beneviento's Servant.

[Small Timeskip - After the fight.]

Vulcan stood in the center of the lycan bodies - most of them with their throats cut open, some with missing limbs, others with their bellies completely sliced open. His daggers in his hands - soaked in blood. His clothes and cloak with multiple claw marks. Panting, he looked up at the intercom and smirked.

"Ya done, Karl? You gonna tell me what I want to know or do I have to come up there and show you I mean business?" Vulcan smirked.

Karl was quiet for a moment before he spoke again.

"What do you want to know?"

Karl Heisenberg

Main Dish - Fried Chicken with corn and mashed potatoes

Drink - Whiskey

Dessert - Sweet Potato Pie

Vulcan was tired as he walked out of the factory with the last of the lords' orders taken but there was one last stop to make and he wasn't looking forward to it.

[To Mother Miranda's Location - The Lord Meeting Room]

Miranda looked at the kneeling man with ripped clothes and damage to his body that would have killed a normal man but it was obvious he was no mortal man.

"You're telling me you did all this without Donna's recommendation to make the Lord Dinner go better?" Miranda asked as she looked down at Vulcan.

"For the glory of House Beneviento and for Donna & Angie, I would go to any length." Vulcan said as he remained kneeling.

"If you have all the lords' orders, why are you here?" She asked.

"It wouldn't be right to get the lords' order and not get the Village Leader's Order, Madame Miranda. I would like to know what you would consume so that I may return home to Donna and Angie." Vulcan said.

"You really consider House Beneviento your home?" Miranda asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Anywhere Donna and Angie are is my home. They are my home." Vulcan said.

After a few moments, Miranda gave Vulcan the order she wanted and watched as he rose to his feet and turned to leave.

"I want you to know - I still don't think you're worthy of her. She hails from noble blood while you are commoner. You will never be worthy of Donna, even if she loves you." Miranda said as watched Vulcan leave.

"I know but I will give her all the love in the world just to stay by her side." The man said as he disappeared into the darkness.

"What the hell are you, Vulcan?" She questioned herself.

[Timeskip - House Beneviento - around 11:35]

The moment Vulcan opened the door - he was engulfed in a hug...well...two hugs. He looked at Donna who had her arms wrapped around his waist and Angie who was hugging his leg.

"Where have you been?! It's almost midnight and..."She looked at his condition. "What happened to you?!" Donna shrieked with worry.

"Sit down and let me make us some tea...this will be a long one." Vulcan said as he walked to the kitchen.

-After Explaining Everything-

"How dare she?!" Angie said. "She had no right to touch my father, let alone bite him!"

"And Karl made you fight Lycans to get his order?! I told you this wasn't a good idea, Vulcan; I can't believe you talked me into this." Donna said.

"But it was worth it, Donna." Vulcan said as he finished his tea.

"No, it wasn't! No orders were worth the condition you're in now!" Donna yelled.

"I know you're mad but trust me when I tell you that it was worth it." Vulcan said as he gathered her hand and kissed it a few times.

"I..."Donna tried to find the words.

"Please, love. Everything will be fine." Vulcan's eyes shined like stars as Donna blushed and looked away.

"Alright, I'll let it go this time but no more risky trips." Donna said as Vulcan gathered her in his arms and kissed her.

"I promise." Vulcan said as he placed another kiss on her lips.

"Soo..."Angie began. "When am I getting a sibling?"

"ANGIE!!!" Vulcan and Donna blushed at the smirking doll.

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