#mama blake says mine

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Door swings open to Yang and Ruby smiling awkwardly in the threshold. Ruby is standing in front of Yang in a desperate attempt to hide the lump in Yang's patrol jacket with her cape.

Yang: We're home! We're just gonna quick run upstairs and-

Blake: Yang Xiao Long, what is in your jacket?

Yang: .......Nothing.

Weiss: Ruby Rose, what is in Yang's jacket?

Ruby: *breaks under scrutiny* We've been had! Abort the mission!

Yang: Ruby, how could you?!

Blake: *unzips Yang's jacket and freezes upon seeing a little baby wrapped in a dirty blanket* Yang...why is there a baby in your jacket?

Yang: Okay, so it's like this, right? Ruby and I are on patrol. We're chatting, keeping an eye out for Grimm, and all of a sudden, we hear something crying in one of the sand dunes nearby. We go check it out, and there's a covered wicker basket half buried in the sand. We dig it up, and this little nugget was inside-

Blake: *half listening as she watches the baby squirm its head free from the blanket, revealing sand blonde hair and tiger ears. Baby's eyes open and look up at Blake with amber-orange eyes*

Baby: *coos at Blake with a smile*

Blake: 💘❤️‍🔥

Yang: -and I couldn't just leave the poor thing! There was no one around, and Oz and Theodore said it would be okay if- ..... Uh....Blake, are you okay?

Blake: Ours.

Yang: Wait. What?

Blake: *takes gurgling baby from the jacket, snuggling it into her arms and giving Yang a kiss* Ours, but now mine.

Yang: *watches Blake take the baby to the bathroom to get cleaned up* WHAT just happened?

Weiss: I think you guys just adopted a baby.

#bumbleby #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #bumblebabies #mama blake says mine #rwby #ruby rose #weiss schnee #white rose #incorrect rwby quotes #honey i found a thing #just because it's pink doesnt mean girl so use your imagination

[howlingday]

Nora Finds Fear

Based on OSP's retelling of "The Boy Who Found Fear At Last"

Mama Valkyrie: (Screams)

Nora: Mommy? Why are you screaming?

Mama Valkyrie: The wind blew the door open, and it scared me!

Nora: It... scared you? What's scared?

Mama Valkyrie: Well, um, it's like a really bad feeling you get when you think something bad is going to happen to you.

Nora: Like what?

Mama Valkyrie: It's worse if you don't know.

Nora: That's dumb.

Nora: (Leaves without saying good-bye)

Mama Valkyrie: (No longer in this story)

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Nora: (Sees mountain in the distance) Ooh~!

Nora: (Hears laughter, Squeezes between bandits)

Raven: And that's when I stabbed him! (Bandits laugh)

Nora: What are you guys talking about? (Bandits scream)

Raven: If you're looking for fear, then I'm afraid you've found it! (Draws Omen)

Nora: Really? Where?

Raven: ...

Raven: (Sulks)

Shay: There, there, boss. You're still very terrifying.

Vernal: Uh, there's a graveyard nearby you could try. Here, bake this cake while you're down there.

Nora: Thanks~!

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Nora: (Baking cake in a cemetery)

Pyrrha: (Reaches out) IS... THAT... FOR... ME?

Nora: Nope! (Whacks hand with spoon) Dead people can't eat cake.

Nora: (Takes cake, Leaves)

Raven: (Still sulking)

Shay: Look, boss. The weird girl brought cake. You should try it.

Vernal: Uh... There's a spooky pool of water on the other side of the mountain.

Nora: Ooh! I like the sound of that!

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Jaune: (Crying on a swing set over pool)

Nora: Huh...

Saphron: Please! You have to help my baby brother!

Nora: I do?

Saphron: Here, let me get on your shoulders so I can reach him!

Nora: Okay. (Saphron stands on shoulders) Just let me know when you got him. (Saphron pushes down) OOGH! S-Stop it! (Throws her) Alright, I'm done! Hm? Ooh! Shiny white bracelet!

Nora: (Takes bracelet from the ground, Jaune and Saphron disappear) Hey, problem solved~!

Nora: (Wanders into town)

Blake: Hey. I'm an unexpected reminder of the casual occurrence of faunism in historical literature. That's my one personality trait, and also that bracelet is mine.

Nora: Tell it to the judge!

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Ironwood: You claim you "won it from a ghost". And your claim is...

Blake: I'm a sneaky and conniving trickster and boy do I hate humans.

Ironwood: Uh huh... Well, seeing as both claims are so far-fetched, despite being an old fairy tale of dated historical relevance, I have no choice but to hold onto this bracelet until I can be provided with a bracelet just like this one to prove ownership.

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Nora: (Unfazed by complex legal system, Still no fear) Stupid judge...

Nora: (Sees ship sinking with people screaming) Ooh~!

Nora: (Swims over) What's the matter? Are you guys stuck? (Screamed at) Uh... Okay, I'll take a look!

Nora: (Dives, Sees Weiss dragging boat down)

Nora: (Punches woman, Ties her up)

Weiss: What just happened?!

Nora: (Gurgles, Blurgles)

Nora: (Swims up) Okay! Try her again!

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Nora: (In an enchanted forest)

Nora: (Experiencing whimsy) Is this existential dread?

Nora: Huh? (Sees three birds flying nearby, Watches birds transform)

Saphron: You will not believe the night I had!

Pyrrha: Try me, sister.

Weiss: So, there was this bird~.

Pyrrha: (Pours drink) A toast to the brave girl who smacked my hand away when I was coming out of my grave!

Saphron: (Raises drink) A toast to the fearless girl who threw me off of her shoulders when I tried to drown her!

Weiss: (Swigs drink) And a toast to the weird girl who swam to the bottom of the ocean to fight me IRL.

Nora: DO YOU- Stop screaming- Do you have another bracelet?

Saphron: (Leads to enchanted treasure hall) Are you sure you don't want anything else?

Nora: (Walking away with bracelet) Nah, I'm good!

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Nora: READ IT AND WEEP, OLD MAN!

Ironwood: I will do no such thing.

Nora: (Walking away happily with bracelets, Sees crowd) What's going on?

Oscar: We're about to have a new king!

Nora: Does that happen a lot?

Oscar: ...No. Anyway, since the king died with no heirs, we have a foolproof plan to determine who our next king will be! See, a pigeon will be released from the top of the castle wall, and whoever it lands on will become our new king!

Nora: Wow! That's so much better than a democratically elected system! Huh? (Pigeon lands on her) Oh. Would you look at that?

Oscar: ALL HAIL THE KING! (Crowd cheers)

Suddenly, Nora feels something. Sees something. She peers into a window of the future, one most uncomfortable. She was bound to a throne, tied by a sense of obligation and responsibility, and forced to spend the rest of her life trying and failing to make the poor richer, the hungry satiated, and the bad better. Never again would she have her freedom to wander and do as she pleased. Nora's chest became tighter, and her breathing shallower. Her vision began to blur as tears filled her eyes and spilled over from her cheeks. Her heart began to ache so much, she brought a hand to where it tried to rest, and found her arm, her fingers shaking with this strange new emotion! Was... Was this the fear she sought?

Robyn: Huh... She doesn't look to happy.

Nora: My carefree lifestyle! My free time! My vibes!

Qrow: We gotta reassure her! RELEASE MORE PIGEONS!

Nora: (Sobbing, Covered in pigeons) Thanks, you guys... I'm good now... (Crowd cheers)

#rwby #overly sarcastic productions #osp #mama valkyrie #nora valkyrie #raven branwen #vernal #shay d mann #shay d. mann #pyrrha nikos #saphron cotta arc #jaune arc #blake belladonna #weiss schnee #james ironwood #oscar pine #qrow branwen #robyn hill

[equallyshaw]

i get to call you mine | connor bedard.

oc singer x insta edit.

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@sarasings: what an absolute dream .. thankyou for all the love and support and for choosing me to be the winner of the voice '23! s/out to the amazing @niall.horan couldn't have had asked for a better coach🫶🏻 1/2

233k likes, 17.8k comments

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@niall.horan: thankyou for the best first season, incredibly proud of you cali girl! cant wait to work together soon xx

↳ @sarasings: thankyou for all the support and love, cheers x

@masonmctavish: there she goes !!! congrats buddy

↳ @sarasings: thanku mas-- see you soon!

@kentjohnson: couldn't have picked a better winner !! so stoked for ya (:

↳ @sarasings: thankyou kent!!

@adamfantilli: hot diggity dog congrats s!

↳ @sarasings: thankyou a!

@connorbedard: so incredibly proud of you, so glad i could be there

↳ @sarasings: best surprise ever i luv u 🥺

@madisenbedard: still crying

↳ @sarasings: luv u sissy

@coltondach: best. finale. ever.

↳ @niall.horan: couldn't agree more!

↳ @kirbydach: I think he's dead

↳ @connorbedard: I think so too

↳ @sarasings: ahh thanku col!

@blakeshelton: congrats girl, you deserved it !!! knew you'd win since wicked games

↳ @sarasings: thank you blake, appreciate all the advice and support you've given me!

@sarasbff: I love you so so much bestie, so proud of you x

↳ @sarasings: love youuuuu

@melaniebedard: so proud of you sweetie, see you soon!

↳ @sarasings: love you mama mel!

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@sarasings: had the absolute best support group cheering from afar, my biggest fan. love you to the moon and back c

301k likes, 33.4k comments.

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@madisenbedard: cutie pies

@masonmctavish: sobbing

@adamfantilli: cats outta the bag

↳ @kevinkorchinski: our fav couple no longer a secret 😭

↳ @adamfantilli: I know :(

@connorbedard: only the best for the best

↳ @sarasings: 🤍

@niall.horan: thank goodness I never have to hear another ft from yall ever again...talk about annoying

↳ @sarasings: oh shush!

↳ @kellyclarkson: he's crying in singleness

↳ @sarasings: bahahah

↳ @niall.horan: thankyou for outing me k

@reginapats: congratulations sara, so happy for you!

↳ @sarasings: love you guys, thankyou for all the support!

@sarasbff: so cute

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@connorbedard: so incredibly proud of this amazing girl that i get to call mine, love you s

138k likes, 45.9k comments.

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@madisenbedard: woah hard launch

@masonmctavish: alright alright alright, idk how you ever got her to say yes still

@kevinkorchinski: I guess y'all are cute

@sarasings: I love you so stinkin much -- thankyou for all the support in the world

↳ @connorbedard: love you babe

@adamfantilli: besties

↳ @kentjohnson: my besties

↳ @sarasings: woah dudes, calm down.

↳ @connorbedard: I dont like you guys enough to be considered 'besties'

↳ @kevinkorchinski: sobbing

@melaniebedard: love you guys!

↳ @connorbedard: thanks mum

↳ @sarasings: love you more!

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hope you enjoyed!

#connor bedard #connor bedard x oc #connor bedard blurb #connor bedard imagine #connor bedard fic #nhl #hockey #nhl fic #hockey fic #nhl imagine #nhl blurb #hockey imagine #hockey blurb #kevin korchinski #mason mctavish #adam fantilli #kent johnson #chicago blackhawks

[novankenn]

Custom Made Order...

Coco: So Jaune?

Jaune: What's up, Coco?

Coco: Quite the stunt you pulled at the dance...

Jaune: Stunt? What stun... oh you mean the dress. (Laughs dryly) Well, what can I say... I made a promise.

Coco: Well (purrs) I can tell you in my honest opinion... you rocked it.

Jaune: (Rubs the back of his neck and chuckles) Thanks, Coco.

Coco: So...

Jaune: Ah... so?

Coco: You think I could maybe interest you... in helping me out with a little fashion show? Hummmm?

Jaune: (Alarms bells ringing in his head.) Ah... depends... wait, is that Pyrrha I hear?

Coco: I didn't hear anything.

Jaune: Yep, that was Pyrrha, loud as day. Sorry, have to bail... training and all that.

Coco: (Grabs Jaune's sleeve, keeping him from leaving) Can I ask you for a favour, then?

Jaune: Ah... what type of favour?

Coco: Just a simple taste test. (Pulls out a clear plastic water bottle with a murky liquid inside.) I'm trying to make homemade milk coffee... and I could use a second opinion.

(1 Hour Before)

Coco: Do it, old man! Mix it up before mama's trigger finger gets any itchier!

Ozpin: Calm down, Ms Adel... this takes a bit of time to do properly.

Coco: I'm on a tight schedule... (laughs maniacally) that Arc Arse will be mine!

Ozpin: It's done. (Shakily holds out a plastic water bottle filled with a murky liquid.) I did as you asked... it's milk coffee flavoured... now please... please let her go!

Coco: (Snatches the offered bottle and puts away her mini-gun) Thank you for your cooperation. (Leaves without another word)

Ozpin: (Rushes to his desk and scoops up his coffee mug) Shush, shush, my baby. She can't hurt you now. Daddy is here.

(Back to the Present)

Jaune: Homemade milk coffee?

Coco: Please? I really need a second opinion, seeing as I've tasted so many of them. I think they taste fine but...

Jaune: Okay. (Takes the bottle, opens it and takes a large swig) URGK! ARGH! (Hacks, coughs and heaves.) What the hell is in that?

Coco: What do you mean?

Jaune: (Spits, and grimaces at the taste) If that's milk coffee... I'm a blond bombshell with a better ass than Blake and bigger tits than Goodwitch!

Coco: (Whispering as she watches Jaune walk away) In due time, sweet cheeks.

#rwby #jaune arc #coco adel #jaune arc x coco adel #frenchroast #henshin #Is this another Jaune becomes a girl fic? #female!jaune #Custom Made Order...

[autisticempathydaemon]

Hi Lexi! It's so much fun that you're doing match-ups! 💜 If I may, I'd like to ask for one, please?

To answer a few of your questions,

I have no idea what an Enneagram type is. All I know is I'm an INTJ, a Scorpio, and a Slytherin. All of which makes me sound like a villain but I promise I'm actually ridiculously polite and friendly. Mama raised me right

My go-to way to fall asleep has been listening to ASMR for 7 years now. Back in college, my apartment was literally right next to the freeway and it was always so loud that I needed to listen to something else. Which is when I discovered and delved into it for the first time and have stuck around ever since.

I have so many different names I'd consider changing mine to but I really like Aurora "Rory"

My brand-new favorite Redacted audio is Avior's S1 finale. I've been waiting for so long. Hopefully that doesn't give away who I am lol. Other favorites include all of Elliott's happy ones, the Elemental boys non-canon confessions (Huxley's is my favorite of the three), and almost all of Caelum's playlist. My son

I don't really get the hype for Yanderes in general but Blake in particular, like, I got nothin'.

I could literally stand in front of you and quote The Incredibles front to back, doing Very Bad Impressions of all the character voices, and bad vocal renditions of the soundtrack. I watched it every day when I was like 8-9. I love that movie.

I would also like Cam and Caelum to be my best friends.

Fun fact: my go-to ramble is also space! I watched one (1) Bill Nye video on the sun when I was like 8 or 9 and I was hooked. Fast forward to college and I got a 97% overall in Honors Astronomy my freshman year and my honors program advisor looked at my transcript and went, "How did you get that high of an A in Honors Astronomy?" and I was like, "It wasn't hard???" And my advisor goes, "Yes it is! No one gets that high of an A in Honors Astronomy." And I'm sitting there like, "Well, uh... I did." Also, in said Honors Astronomy class, the professor put up two nearly-identical graphics (emission spectrum of hydrogen) and asked what the difference between the top and bottom ones were and I raised my hand and said, "The bottom one is red-shifted" (not knowing he was about to introduce the Doppler Effect but already knowing what that was) and my professor stares at me for a solid 10 seconds in stunned silence and said, "I've been teaching this course for 20 years and you're the first one to get that question right on the first try." So... yeah. Big space nerd. 🌟

One other thing that says a lot about me is that I adore that the Redacted d(a)emon aesthetic is music and stars. Music was the first thing I was taught to love by my musician family, and the stars were the first thing I loved for myself.

Also if I were an Empowered race, I'd definitely be a Freelancer, but one with a heavy emphasis in Dreamwalking, Psychokinesis, Fire Elemental Command, and Electro Command. I'm not cool enough to be a specialized race. Oh man I'm a rambler. I'll stop now.

Don’t stop the rambling; I think it’s wonderful, and you know what? So would Lasko.

I think it’d be so cute to have a thoughtful and rambly partner for Lasko. Conversations are a push and pull, and I think Lasko is too often one or the other, trying so hard. Because of that, I imagine it would be so peaceful and quieting for him to not feel like he has to talk or contribute and to be able to just listen and be there for you.

Overall, Lasko is uniquely situated to uplift and care for you. INTJs (and Slytherins to an extent) are characterized as intelligent, ambitious, and virulently independent. Lasko, who strikes me somewhere on the brink of an ISFJ, would be a lovely partner for you in that his hardworking nature and ambition would not combat or stifle yours but would support it.

Song:

What's the hurry/ When you know that you've got me/ Don't you worry, I've nowhere to be/ Other than right next to you

I went looking specifically through my Lasko/OC playlist for this one, and I was not disappointed. Lasko is such a ride or die dude, you feel me? He’s so dedicated to the people he loves and the family he’s chosen, so once he chooses you, there’s nothing stopping him.

Runner-Ups:

Anton also strikes me as a wonderful listener; I can easily picture him tinkering with some machinery while nodding and humming and listening to you wax poetic about the music playing in his workshop. Vincent would also be a good listener, not by his own virtue but just by being a fuckin simp. He’s the type who’d have his chin perched on his hands, starry eyed and mooning as you infodump and trying his honest to god best to understand what you’re saying even if he has no clue.

Note: I don’t think you sound like a villain! I’m an INTJ, and my boyfriend is a Slytherin, so you’re in fantastic company in my opinion 💜

Want a match-up of your own? Read this post, and tell me about yourself!

#redactedasmr #redactedverse #redacted asmr #redactedaudio #redacted audio #redacted #busybee matches

[velataluna]

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡

A chorus of NYANYAAA and WIFEEEEEEY resounded within the walls of their vintage interior, eliciting a chuckle from between his rosy lips as he spread his crimson shawl-clad arm over the gateleg table, whereupon an assortment of dessert of various shape and color laid upon in neat display: Macarons, Profiterole, Religieuse, Mille Feuille, Éclair, and Chouquette.

❝ I thought we could indulge in sweet courses upon occasions~ ❞

“Oh?” His husband neared him with their Bun child hopping in tow. “What occasion?”

(It's a mama-loving-Bun occasion, nyaaaaa!) Bunbun executed a feat characteristic to her leporin kin by hopping from the carpeted wood floor onto the table, eyes sparkling with gluttonous intent.

Before the gluttonous child could swipe her about-to-be-prey of a dessert, Vergie swiped her into his arms, squeezing the bunny in silent caution and kissing the top of her fluffy head whilst quelling his husband's incoming retort with a gaze. Said husband then folded his arms over his chest, evidently provoked by their bun child's antics as he often easily does.

❝ Upon occasion do I indulge thee, yet upon no occasion I cherish thee. ❞

“Is that Blake again?”

❝ Nay, mine. ❞

Vergie leaned forward to plant a chaste kiss upon the bespectacled gentleman's lips.

(MAMA BUNBUN WANTS THE ONE WITH STRAWBERRY!) The child struggled against his chest, trying to hop out of his hold and flailed at one particular Chouquette with grabby paws. (NYAAAA!)

“Quick, Vergie!” His husband urged, pointing at the nearby trash bin. “Put the goblin there and I'll throw her out.”

(WHAT DID YOU SAY STUPID?! YOU WANNA FIGHT BUNBUN? COME HERE, NYE!) The light brown Bun would have stomped and recoiled in aggravation, had it not for Vergie's hold upon her.

The shawl-clad mother let out an inaudible long-suffering sigh. How foolish of him to hope that for once his beloved duo would cease their farcical squabble.

❝ If this be your default response for every occasion such as this, ❞ Vergie adopted a stern cadence, addressing both his petty husband and wayward Bun child. ❝ Then mayhaps it is wiser to abolish it henceforth. ❞

(NYANYEEE!)

“Hey! I didn't even do anything! The goblin started it! She always does!”

Both his précieux and précieuse now looked at him with identical pout, prompting Vergil to raise his hand and conceal a smile behind his red shawl.

For all their efforts to discredit one another, it does nothing to diminish the fact that they are related and thus similar to one another.

❝ I offer you both an accord, ❞  Vergie lowered his arm and raised his voice to command attention from both the bickering duo.  ❝ I shall serve you both with the sweets you want and none of you shall reach to them upon your own. ❞

The pair exchanged a deliberating glance.

(Nyenye, fine! Bunbun just needs to ask mama to serve all for Bunbun! NYAHAHAHA!)

“I'll trust wifey's decision to get what husband's want and not give it to the goblin.”

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘉𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘶𝘯'𝘴 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥—

(Mamaaaaa pick the ones Bun want first!)

“What? No! Wife, I'm your husband so legally you should serve me first and no one else.”

— 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯.

A figurative vein appeared upon the shawl-clad mater's spiky head, throbbed for a few seconds, before finally popped as his last vestige of patience was breached.

❝ That's. It. ❞  He tapped his cane once before brandishing it like a blade. ❝ Both of you shall get your just deserts instead. ❞

In the wake of his ominous exclamation, two consecutive thwacks echoed in their air, followed by twin chorus of OWW! and NYAAA! Needless to say, the rest of their dessert break occurred in relative peace thereafter.

#my emanation far within {ficlet} #was once only imagin'd {ᴀᴜ} #pov : vergie

[lokiarc64]

Nora and Ren are orphans and because of that they don't have much money to anything not provided by Beacon. But nora has an idea, she had created onlyfans account in which she posts Jaune pictures.. And it's a gold mine with amount of donations and premium pictures (Jaune with less clothes). How Jaune react upon discovering this account, it's popularity and the fact that most loyal customers are people he knows (RWBY, Pyrrha, Penny, Winter, Neo).

Nora: Reeeeeen.

Ren: Yes, Nora?

Nora: Can I please borrow some lien?

Ren: I can’t, I barley have enough for food & ingredients.

Ren: What do you need lien for anyway?

Nora: I wanna get this new pancake mix, it has blue berries and chocolate chips built in the pancakes.

Ren: Well sorry Nora funds are low.

Nora: Ugh.

Nora: There’s got to be a easy way to make money.

Ren: We could get part time jobs.

Nora: Meh, I wanna do something more fun.

Ren: And by fun you mean chaotic.

Nora: Exactly.

Jaune: “Walks into room shirtless“

Jaune: Hey guys, did my laundry finish yet?

Ren: Yeah, second to last drawer.

Jaune: “Opens Drawer”

Jaune: “Grabs & puts on shirt”

Jaune: Thanks.

Jaune: “Exits Room”

Nora:💡

Nora: Nora has an idea.

Ren: Here we go.

“Gym”

Jaune: “Lifting Barbell”

Nora: “Holds scroll up to Jaune”

Nora: Hehehe.

“3 Hours Later”

Jaune: “Shirtless & Sweating”

Jaune: Why is it so hot in here?

Nora: “Changing the temperature“

“5 Hours Later”

Jaune: I’m gonna hit the showers.

Jaune: “Exits Room”

Nora: “Follows Jaune”

Jaune: “In just a towel”

Nora: “Continuously snaps pictures”

Ren: Nora.

Nora: Gah.

Nora: Where’d you come from?

Ren: Why do you keep taking pictures of Jaune?

Nora: Oh, I had a genius idea of how to make money.

Nora: I’m making Jaune… an OnlyFans.

Ren: …..

Nora: Well what do you think, pretty smart if I do say so myself.

Ren: Nora we’re not going to make Jaune an OnlyFans without his permission.

Nora: Oh come on what’s the worst that can happen?

Ren: Jaune takes away your pancakes for a month.

Nora: Pssh, like he can do that.

Ren: Nora we’re not making an OnlyFans and that’s final!

Nora: Jokes on you Renny, I already made an account.

Ren: WHEN???

Nora: A few hours ago.

Ren: Oh dear Oum no.

Ren: Forget it, I was never apart of this.

Ren: “Walks Away”

Nora: Glad he sees things from my way.

Nora: Now where was I?

Nora: “Records Jaune in the shower”

“2 Days Later”

Nora: Renny!

Ren: “Reading on bed”

Ren: Yes Nora?

Nora: “Throws boxes of pancake mix at Ren”

Nora: Start cooking, mama’s only getting started.

Ren: Nora you didn’t.

Nora: Yes I did.

Nora: Jaune’s OnlyFans is really popular.

Nora: Check it out we have so many people paying.

Nora: The top donators are RoseReaper15, WhiteWitch, BelovedNinja69, Sunsetdragon, Milk&Cereal, Adorable Android, Snowysuprise, TripleTreatThreat.

Ren: …

Ren: They didn’t… did they?

“Team RWBY’s Dorm”

Ruby: “Hyperventilating”

Weiss: A premium pack, who would want to see that dunce in less clothes?

Weiss: “Types in credit card info”

Weiss: “Watches video of Jaune in the shower”

Blake: “Ferociously Writes in journal”

Yang: Totally worth the lien.

“With Pyrrha”

Pyrrha: That’s my Partner.

Pyrrha: He’s all mine.

“With Penny”

Penny: Thank you for the allowance father.

Pietro: You are quite welcome Penny.

Pietro: What are you going to use it on?

Penny: “Downloading pictures & videos of Jaune”

Penny: Nothing too exciting.

“Schnee Manor”

Jacques: Why on earth do I have a 5,000 lien credit card charge?

Jacques: And what is an OnlyFans?

Winter: “Whistling“

“Roman‘s Hideout”

Roman: Neo have you seen my wallet?

Neo: “Shakes Head”

Roman: Must’ve dropped it during a heist.

Roman: I’ll be back.

Neo: 👋

Neo: “Pulls out scroll”

Neo: “Pulls out Roman‘s Wallet”

Neo: 😈😈😈

“Team JNPR‘s Dorm”

Ren: “Sigh”

Ren: I really hope it’s my imagination.

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[chilling-seavey]

OKAY CHRISTMAS BLURB IDEA HERE ME OUT - so in the wedding blurb (a masterpiece btw) marigold vowed to stargaze with Daniel like forever yeah? and I just thought on Christmas Eve when spud is all tucked in bed, before Santa Claus comes, Daniel and Marigold take a moment to stargaze AND SPUD JOINS THEM AND THERE'S A MINI SHOOTING STAR

"Oh, make a wish!"

"Look, it's Santa Claus!"

↳  A/N This ones super short but such a cute idea hehe ily

↳ Word Count: 549

↳ Seasons Change Masterlist

December 24, 2016

The soft creak of the porch swing echoed gently across the dark snow covered farmland beyond. Marigold and Daniel stayed cuddled up together on their front porch overlooking the inky winter sky and the stars that dotted the universe over the rural small town of Lincoln, Connecticut. They were bundled up in sweaters and covered in blankets to stay warm in the middle of winter, taking a second in the moonlight to appreciate the crisp Christmas Eve night for just the two of them.

The sound of the screen door creaking open had both of them glancing over quickly to the little face through the glass.

“Mama.”

Marigold untucked her legs from underneath her and held out a hand towards their three-and-a-half-year-old with a gentle, “What are you doing up again, Lennox Blake?”

He pattered across the wooden porch in his bare feet and she hoisted him up to join them on the swing for two. Daniel lifted the blankets to tuck their son under, right in the warmth that found its home between them.

“Can’t sleep.” Lennox sniffled in the cold air that tickled his nose.

“Santa won’t come if you’re not fast asleep.” Daniel reminded him softly.

“I know.” Lennox pouted. He glanced between his parents, “What you doin’ out here?”

Marigold kissed his head and tucked her arm around his little body so he was squished up right between her and Daniel, “Daddy and I are stargazing.”

Lennox peered up into the night sky, smiling softly at the twinkling lights that stared down on them. As a family of three, they sat in silence admiring the beauty of the world around them. A tradition that Daniel and Marigold had from their very first date and now to be shared with their son. What was better than that?

Suddenly, a faint streak of light zipped across the distant sky and Lennox pulled his little hand out from under the blanket to point to it, “That one’s movin’!”

Daniel stared right along with him, “Sure is, Spud.”

“I don’t think that’s a star.” Marigold said, turning to look at their son as he watched the sky, “I think that’s Santa’s sleigh.”

Lennox audibly gasped and whipped his head over to look at his mother. She nodded, perfected surprise spread all over her face and Lennox flung around to his other side to Daniel just to make sure that what she was saying was true. Daniel, with wide eyes, nodded too.

“I’m goin’ to bed now! Good night, Mommy! Good night, Daddy!” Lennox whisper-shouted as he untangled himself from the blankets and jumped off the swing to hightail it back inside and to his bedroom without a look back.

Marigold called after him, “Do you want us to tuck you i-”

There was a faint, “No!” from inside.

The parents only laughed quietly between them at the eagerness of their toddler and Marigold found her rightful spot back under Daniel’s arm once more. He kissed her head and leaned his cheek down against the same spot as they returned to the night sky before they would have to finish the Christmas preparations for morning.

“All these pretty stars and ours is my favourite.” Marigold whispered.

Daniel laced his fingers with hers under the blanket, “Mine too.”

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[rwby-diaries]

Happy birthday Blake!

The bestest kitty is up next! Blake was born on November 8th (Total Lunar Eclipse date)! This cute cat has had a lot of hardships in her life, but if there is one thing that’s absolutely certain, it’s that RWY love her to bits and always will!

Art piece sketch, background, and colouring editing by: @yang-diary

Line Art by: @thetopazvulpix

Coloured by: @catsofhorror

Shading by: @narwhalish 

Fic by: @lameclub

Edited by: @thetopazvulpix @yang-diary @jackedupjack

Fic under the cut!

"Why can't you just admit we took a wrong turn?!" Weiss' shrill voice echoes across the vast corn field. Ruby scoffs loudly as she turns back on her heels to face Weiss - hands on her hips with a slight pout.

"Because we didn't!"

Weiss scoffs in response causing the bickering back and forth to grow more heated. The two stragglers behind them giggle amongst themselves. Blake and Yang, not wanting to be dragged into the argument, walk beside each other at a steady pace at the back of the group. Both would occasionally glance towards the other with shy smiles before their gaze falls back to the ground shortly after.

Yang snorts as Weiss lets out a rather indignant shriek when Ruby blows a raspberry at her, "At least these two make for good entertainment."

Blake nods with a fond little hum as they continue to walk down the winding paths of the maze - nothing familiar seemingly jumping out to her.

As they pass by a separate path, in the near blind-spot of her vision - a low pulsating glow catches Blake’s attention. She pauses for a moment and looks towards it with a curious stare, but it wasn't long until its warm glow disappears behind the wall.

Almost on instinct, Blake feels her body move on it's own accord, her heart racing and her pupils widening suddenly. Blake could hear the bickering of Ruby and Weiss becoming more distant - but she wasn't thinking about that right now. Turning on her heel, Blake follows in the direction of where she saw the light go - leaving a confused Yang staring after her.

"Blake, where on Remnant are you going?"  She calls out only for Blake's head to turn back slightly.

"Something went down this way - let's go check it out!"

Yang pauses for a moment as her eyes shift in the direction of where the other two went - seemingly pondering on what to do. Blake could feel her ear twitch in the direction of where the light had scampered off to and shrugs.

"I can meet you guys at the exit," she tells Yang before she turns back around and darts in the other direction  - barely giving Yang the time to react. The other watches for a moment before curiosity gets the better of her and Yang smirks, chasing after Blake with a gleam in her eye.

As the two jog down the path, Blake does her best to focus on the small glow, as it would keep vanishing just out of her reach - much to her annoyance. For a few moments, the two remain silent and focused on the task at hand, but it isn't long until Yang couldn't keep quiet any longer.

"Do you even know what we're chasing?" That question has Blake's left ear twitch under her bow and she glances behind her.

"Not a clue," she answers plainly as she suddenly picks up the pace. Yang quickly follows suit as they sharply turn at another corner and the world falls silent once again.

As Blake moves through the night with ease due to her excellent night vision - she doesn't realise how little she is interacting with her partner. She was so focused on her goal she didn't hear Yang's numerous attempts to grab her attention. It isn't until the third 'ahem' does Blake jolt at Yang's voice - it sounds so loud in her head.

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," Blake says, awkwardly laughing and scratching the back of her neck. Yang smiles at her warmly and waves her off.

"Don't sweat it - I know how focused you get." Yang says with an eyebrow raise. Blake giggles to herself as she covers her flushed face and finally looks around  - realization setting in.

“I...I have no idea where we are," she says quietly as she steps forward on her tip-toes and strains her neck in an attempt to see over the corn stalks. The maze around them seems to go on forever with the horizon stretching out of their view.

Yang hums to herself as she wanders around the small area, inspecting the different paths that lead in a variety of directions.

Yang shrugs, "Yep we're lost." Blake groans to herself while burying her face in her hands.

"Darn it, if only I hadn’t gotten distracted. I’m sorry Yang," she mutters, shaking her head and looking up at the paths again.

"Might as well keep going - we're bound to hear the other two eventually," she says quietly as she takes Yang's arm gently and the pair begin down a path of Blake's choosing. Little pumpkins dotted the sides of the trail - some painted and carved - likely by the local kids from around the area.

"I used to love pumpkin carving," Blake says, more to herself rather than to Yang beside her. The other tilts her head in Blake's direction, signaling her to continue. "It was a yearly tradition with my parents, during simpler times at least. I was eleven the last time I carved a pumpkin."

"Watch out!"

The pumpkin begins to roll off the table - causing Blake to shriek in horror as it falls. Before hitting the ground however, a hand catches it at just the last minute. A big burly laugh is heard as the pumpkin was placed back on the table.

"Be careful, my lil' puma," her dad says with a fond chuckle as he holds the pumpkin in place. "We don't have many of these lying around." He ruffles Blake's hair, who just giggles in response.

"Daaaad! You know I'm not a puma, I'm a Bombay and mama is a bur… a bur…" Blake starts but finds herself stammering mid-sentence as she stares down at the table, thinking intensely.

Ghira laughs as he pats her back "A Burmese, kitten," he explains and that causes Blake to jump up in excitement - nodding frantically. Ghira chuckles and kneels down beside Blake, as the two nuzzle each other's foreheads affectionately.

A small laugh sounds from behind them, "Looks like someone's excited for pumpkin carving." Kali smiles while taking the spot beside Ghira and crossing her arms. Blake nods enthusiastically as she slaps the pumpkin - it sounds like a drum.

"What do you want to carve into it, baby?" Kali asks, which has Blake pausing for a moment as she ponders the question. Pursing her lips, Blake reaches over and takes the marker carefully and sits back on her seat - humming to herself while inspecting it.

Both Ghira and Kali exchange soft looks between them before they sit down at the table and smile at their child whose eyes light up as an idea pops into her mind.

"I think I know!" she cries out as she sets herself upright and pulls the pumpkin closer in front of her. Picking up the pen marker on the table beside her in exchange for the larger one, she bites off the cap off it with fierce determination; but the moment the tip of the marker is pressed against the orange skin, Blake stops in her tracks.

"I don't know how to draw it," she says with a small pout. As her ears go down, Kali looks at Ghira with a small smile before she sits down beside her daughter.

"You don't need to be a master artist, my love," she explains while running her hands through Blake's frizzy hair. "You just need to try your best." Those words seem to do their job in bringing up Blake's spirits once more as her entire face lights up.

"What are you doing for your pumpkin, mama?" Kali giggles as she kisses the top of her daughter's head.

“As if I couldn't get any more stereotypical - I'm doing a tuna fish!" She answers her with a smile on her face.

Ghira let out a rumbling laugh beside her, "That's terrifyingly perfect for Halloween, ain't it my dear?" His teasing tone cases Kali to playfully jab him in the ribs. Blake could feel her stomach rumble at their antics as she hums to herself.

"Oooh tuna, my favourite!" Blake hums happily. Ghira nods in agreement.

"It's my favourite too, maybe we can catch some for next week! For an after-birthday celebration dinner!" He suggests with a smirk on his face and Blake claps her hands together in excitement.

"Sounds amazing, dad!"

Kali laughs warmly, "Going back on topic, what are you carving, dear?" She places her hands on Blake's shoulders, as the girl is practically thrumming with energy, and her eyes focus on her husband. Ghira stops for a moment as he thinks to himself and a serious look washes over his face.

"What do you think, Blakey, what should I carve?" He asks while turning towards his daughter who looks at him with big doe like eyes. Blake then proceeds to place a finger on her chin as she gives a thoughtful hum - her mind wild at work.

"You should make something super scary papa!" A devious look creeps onto Ghira's face as he leans on his elbow with smirk.

"Oh? But we already have you!" He says in a joking tone and Blake sticks her tongue grumpily but with no malice behind her actions. Ghira leans back with a hearty chuckle.

"I think my pumpkin will be a surprise!" Despite not fully being satisfied by that answer, Blake nods in agreement as she once again turns to her pumpkin, a focused look in her eyes.

"Then mine will be a surprise too!" She shouts out loud with a determined nod. Ghira and Kali both laugh to themselves as they accept her decision, and stand up.

"We'll give you space then, my love," Kali says as she pulls Blake in for one final hug but proceeds to blow raspberries into her neck. Blake snorts loudly as she pushes her mom off but can't contain the laughter that is rising up her body and escaping past her mouth.

As she is left to her own devices, several different ideas begin to bounce around inside of Blake's head - her tail wagging behind her. Thought after thought would rattle around but nothing seemed to stick or jump at her - much to her frustration. Groaning as she face plants the table before her and her attention falls elsewhere.

Spotting the slew of halloween decorations that littered around her house and several others, Blake sits up suddenly as she notices a particular one. A miniature, howling Beowolf animatronic with large fangs and smoky fur sits in the hallway. A grin creeps up her face as the pen marker is soon sketching the design on the pumpkin.

"Mama, papa! I'm finished!" Blake shouts excitedly as she runs over, tugging on her father's sleeve and trying to lead him in the direction of her pumpkin. Her dad laughs as he places his hand on his head and smiles.

"We're just finished ourselves, we're coming!" He says while tucking his own pumpkin under his arm. Blake jumps up and down before rushing off in the other direction, frantically urging her family to hurry up before sprinting ahead once more. Ghira and Kali smile to one another before following their daughter at a steady pace.

As they arrive back at the table, Blake's pumpkin is turned in a way that hides her carving. Blake plops herself back on the chair and pats the table while beaming brightly. Her parents arrive not long after and place their own pumpkins down in front of them.

"Do you want to go first, sweetheart?" Kali asks with the crinkle of a smile in her eyes. Blake nods as she eagerly taps her pumpkin, a big toothy grin present on her face. Kali giggles "Go ahead, dear, we're watching," she says with a look of encouragement.

With a small amount of effort, Blake turns the pumpkin around, revealing a rather choppy carving with random jagged points and no clear outline. Both of her parents glance at each other for a moment before they let out gasps of bewilderment.

"Wow darling! It's so unique!" Kali compliments warmly.

Ghira nods "I agree, honey - this is a true masterpiece!" He says as he takes in every aspect of her handiwork. Blake becomes quite bashful as her ears go down and she gives an awkward giggle.

"Beowolves are hard to carve, I was scared you wouldn't get it," she says, smiling. Kali shakes her head while walking over, ruffled Blake's hair before inspecting the pumpkin. Placing a finger to her chin, Kali hums in approval as she turns back towards Blake.

"A boo-wolf more like, very spooky!" She responds by playfully growling and hugging her daughter from behind and Blake lets out screams of laughter as she tries to wriggle out of her mother's grasp.

"Mama! That tickles!"

Kali eventually let's go of Blake and smiles down at her, her amber eyes swirling with warmth and love. "I don't think my pumpkin could ever compare," she says while turning around the orange vegetable, the careful carvings and details on the tuna fish has Blake lost for words as she stares.

"Mama, that's so cool!" Blake exclaims as she stares at it with her mouth agape. Ghira beside her whistles in admiration as he crosses his arms and nods - agreeing with Blake's statement. Kali softly blushes and leans up to kiss her husband's cheek, requiring her tip-toes just to reach him. Ghira's face mimics her blush, eliciting a giggle from her lips at the sight.

Blake looks up at her parents happily as they show affection to one another - it always made her happy.

It wasn't long, however, until Blake's attention was diverted somewhere else. "Come on, papa, you're next!" Blake calls out, gesturing to the pumpkin  that was still somewhat hidden away - causing the man to become rather embarrassed all of a sudden.

Kali's features soften as she places a tender hand on his arm, "Like I said to Blake, darling - you don't need to be a master artist--"

"--You just need to try your best!" Blake finishes with a smile.

Ghira finally brings his gaze back up to his family and a small fond smile makes its way back onto his face. "It might not be as much of a masterpiece as yours or Blake's, but..." he quietly says as he spins the pumpkin around with great ease.

Kali puts her hands up to her mouth with tears in her eyes while Blake gasps loudly.

Despite being crudely carved, the clear outlines of three people could be seen: two small stick figures with cat ears and a tail stand next to a tall, more squared figure.

Blake jumps from her seat "It's us!" She says loudly, running over to her dad who easily picks her up and hoists her onto his shoulder, keeping one arm over her legs for stability. Kali giggles as she nuzzles into Ghira's other arm.

"I love our family," Kali muses with purr.

Blake nods "Me too!" She says proudly, her tail wagging happily behind her. For the next few seconds, the trio embrace each other in total silence -  just enjoying each other's presence.  

Blake wipes her face and looks towards the sky, noting how much darker it's become. "Time flies when you're reminiscing," she muses. She holds her hand toward the sky and a soft glow lands on her finger. She brings it closer to inspect it, realization dawning on her.

“Wait, was I chasing a firefly before?” Blake asks, gaze shooting up from the tiny glowing insect in her hand. Yang chuckles, scratching the back of her head awkwardly.

“Yeah, I was pretty sure that’s what it was, but I didn’t wanna embarrass you,” she says, still grinning. Blake huffs to herself, watching the tiny bug as it takes flight with a passing breeze, a silence falling between the two.

As they both watch the small bug flitter off into the newfound darkness, Yang tilts her head in the other’s direction, “You’re pretty close with your parents, huh?’’ Yang mentions with a smile, but it didn’t garner the reaction she was hoping for - as tension falls on Blake’s shoulders.

“I-I’m sorry you don’t have to answer--’’

Blake shakes her head frantically as she crosses her arms, holding them over her chest with a sigh “N-No I want to… It’s just a little hard for me,’’ she explains while staring on ahead - her body feeling heavy at the thought. Yang’s features soften as she places a reassuring hand on her shoulder and immediately Blake eases from the touch.

Blake inhales deeply before speaking “I-I left home when I was very young - on my birthday in fact,’’ the more Blake speaks, the more shame starts pooling into her chest.  All Blake was waiting for was for Yang to lash out or feed into her guilt - but to her surprise it never comes.

In fact, the hand on her shoulder squeezes it in reassurance and a look of understanding washed over Yang’s face, “That explains why you were so hesitant to let us know it was your birthday, huh?’’ She suggests.

Blake nervously gulps and nods “I-I… I just didn’t want to be reminded of it,’’ she mumbles under her breath as her hands fall to the side of her body limply “It wasn’t just me leaving that bothers me the most - it was the reason behind it.’’ Blake’s voice is shaky as she explains further, her mind becoming rather hostile towards her own self.

“The reason behind it?’’

Blake opens her mouth to finish her sentence, but finds her eyes wandering towards the stalks of corn once more - only to notice a figure standing not that far in.

A man in the corn?

A man with horns...

Adam?

Blake stumbles back, eyes going wide with shock. Yang reaches out and catches her, steadying the other as Blake’s eyes readjust to the gloom. A scarecrow. It was a scarecrow, not Adam. Blake sighed in relief, only then realizing that Yang is helping hold her upright.

"You okay, B?" Yang worriedly asks, watching as Blake's frantic breathing finally returns to its normal pace. It takes a few seconds before Blake could compose herself and she sighs.

"I-I… I thought I saw someone-- something." Blake quickly corrects herself, all while staring down the scarecrow not far ahead of her - an uneasy feeling nestled within her chest. Following her line of sight, Yang takes a quick glance at the figure and then back to Blake.

"I wouldn't blame you for being scared of this thing," Yang starts as she walks over, inspecting the scarecrow carefully and shrugging, "This fella is very poorly made - we have more goofy looking ones back at home!" She explains while flicking the scarecrow's head and it barely budged.

"I don't even think they're meant to be scary - this poor one just got the short end of the stick… literally!’’ Yang says as she gently kicks the stick holding it up with her boot before walking back over to Blake, a big grin on her face. "You have nothing to be afraid of, especially when we're together!" She says with full confidence in her voice.

Blake blushes, "It's hard to argue with logic like that," she mumbles while playing with her thumbs, smiling down at the ground. Suddenly, Blake finds herself overtaken by a new and funny feeling  - it flutters in her stomach and makes her nervous.

What was this feeling?

All Blake knows is one thing - she wants to be close to Yang. Without warning, Blake wraps her arms around Yang and buries her face into her chest, much to the surprise of her partner. After the initial shock wears off, Yang pulls Blake in and hugs her even tighter.

"Thank you, Yang."

Blake's heart is beating like crazy, finding comfort  in how warm Yang's body is - a welcome change from the nippy autumn air. The two don't move a muscle nor do they speak a word - Blake enjoying the peace she has been withheld from for the longest time.

Everything was perfect… until-

"Take that, maze!" Screams a  voice, knocking the two out of their daze and drawing both of their attention. The blade of crescent rose slices through the corn, revealing Ruby and Weiss - the latter of whom was standing there and shaking her head.

"I will slay the hay!" Ruby screams.

Weiss raises an eyebrow "It's corn, you dolt."

Ruby blinks a few times before triumphantly holding crescent rose up high once more "I will slorn the… corn?" When Ruby loses momentum halfway through the sentence, Weiss groans.

"You're honestly going to get us kicked out.''

Yang laughs, "I think she has the right idea!" She calls out with a smirk, as she wanders over towards the other two. Blake watches as the excessive chatter starts up once again but she can't stop herself from giving a wistful sigh.

"You need to stop encouraging this behaviour, Yang!" Weiss says while sticking her nose up and huffing.

Yang rolls her eyes and yanks Weiss in with the crook of her elbow, "Lighten up, Weiss!"  She teases much to the annoyance of the trapped individual.

Blake snickers, "I like Ruby's plan," she says and Weiss gasps while pushing Yang away and staring at Blake in mock betrayal. Ruby fist pumps the air with a quick 'woo!' with a grin painted across her face.

"Birthday girl's wishes are to be followed-"

Ruby stops herself and covers her mouth, shooting an apologetic look in Blake's direction. The other blinks for a brief second before she manages a short laugh - confusing the others around her.

"It's okay Ruby - my birthday wish is to slice our way through this maze," Blake says while placing a hand on her hip and nodding. Ruby sticks her tongue out at Weiss who just responds with an irritated huff.

"Feisty! I like it," Yang says with a wink while she readies her gauntlet, "I'd love to see that side of you more." She comments, causing Blake's cheeks to burn brightly and she was thankful that her friends couldn't see in the dark like she could.

"Onwards, Team RWBY!"

On their way out, Blake makes sure to slice up one particular scarecrow, leaving its head all alone on the dusty ground.

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[millylotus]

William’s Family

William stood tired at the wheel. Hands tied to it with rope. To keep him from wandering away from it. It's not like he did it every day. But this area that they were passing through is said to be home to a chorus of sirens.

Will likes adventure, danger and fun but dying at the hands of a siren was way down on his bucket list. He at least wanted to have two women at his side.

Marriage was never an idea that William would want to follow through with. Besides his younger brother Phil is married, and thinking of having a child. So what's the point in getting married when the name is already safe.

William sighed as he shook his head. Why think of that when he could think of something more fun. “Like the fact that Kristin just had to be on her period while they were going through siren territory. And I had to draw the short stick.” He muttered to himself disgruntled.

He looked at the sky. The stars glittering and shining, the jewels that adorned the night goddess hair. People say that she is the mother of all sirens and that they are the stars that fall out of her hair every sunrise when she fights the sun for power.

As William thought of the stars and night he heard a song. A gentle and coxing song, that tugged at his legs and heart, it went something like this.

Oh Sailor of the sea.

Oh reader of the stars.

Will join me in my cold and dark embrace?

Will you look at me?

At this fallen jewel of the sea.

Will you join me?

Will you stay with me?

Oh sailor.

Oh lord of my heart.

Will you sleep in my bed with me?

My bed of the sea.

Will you love me?

As she sang I tried to ignore it. Why oh why did I have to be the one to stay up tonight. She kept singing her voice growing more and more loving and sweet and gorgeous.

Will you love me?

Cause I love you.

Will you come to me?

Cause I can’t come to you.

Oh how I yearn for you.

My headache as I desperately tried to block her out. But my body could only follow. In a matter of seconds my hands were out of the rope. I was away from the wheel. I was walking to the railing. I was jumping the railing.

I heard a scream. Was it Kristin? Had she finally heard the singing. Well it’s too late.

I felt the cold water on my skin as it fell into the sea. I felt soft lips on mine and I could breath. I opened my eyes and saw the most beautiful woman.

Her hair is weightless in the cold water, dark wavy strands of hair moved like tendrils in the water. Piercing almost white grey eyes looking at my dark brown ones. Her soft and seductive features mirroring my sharp ones. She racked her fingers through my short curly brown hair pulling me closer to her. She looked to be in her early 20s, like most sirens.

“Oh sailor, with the two you have. You will spend every single day with me and our child. In bliss. Forever.”

She pulled me farther down into the water. That night was the most relife I’ve ever had.

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The day was bright and happy. It had been two years since William was taken away. Sailors being taken by Sirens is common, especially considering how promiscuous William was.

Phil mourned his brother's death of course but he couldn’t laugh at the fact that his brother’s last night was spent with a woman.Phil tapped the wheel reminiscing on old memories of his childhood with Will.

Then he heard someone climbing onto the ship. He silently tied the wheel down and pulled out his gun ready to shoot down whatever idiot was trying onto his ship. The others ondeck heard it too and followed their Captain to the side of the ship

They were a few paces from the railing before he heard a soft grunt. And a column of water shot up out of the sea carrying two beings in it.

A siren and a toddler who was swimming excitedly around the siren. Phil, and the others stood there in shock that a siren of all would do something like that.

The Siren grabbed her son pulling him out of the water column and onto the ship. They both almost fell to the ground. A sudden change from water and air can take a light toll on a being. The siren was the first to her feet, picking up her son as she leaned against the railing. She opened her mouth.

All the men on the ship covered their ears and the women raised their guns reading their shots (they got more female crew after William died).

The siren sighed. “I mean no harm. I just wish to give my child to his family. Sirens can’t be male, else they die.”

The boy looked up at his mother confused at what she said. He probably didn’t know that he was being abandoned. The poor thing. “No! I want to stay with mama.”

Phil was shocked that the boy could speak so clearly for his age. But a siren's only weapon is their voice, so it makes some sense.

“This is not your choice to make Wilbur, it is theirs and mine. Do you understand me?”

The boy pouted like he wanted to say something but didn’t. His mother took it as a yes “Do you remember William?” Everyone went quiet, this woman was a siren, that boy looked to be only about 2 years old. A siren and a child, William.

“You, you were the bitch that took my brother away from me aren’t you?” Phil was angry. His voice was colder than it had ever been.

She looked at the gun in Phil’s hands, then back at him. “I assume I was right. Phil was it. I’d like to give you my son. As I explained prior a male can’t be a siren and his father said that it would be best if he stayed with you. Was he right?”

She put down her son nudging him forward. Kneeling next to him to ease the child.

“Captain you can’t really be thinking of taking this child?” Ben, one of the gunners currently on deck said as he waved a hand at the siren and her child.

Phil grumbled, thinking of what to say. He remembered a baby photo he has in one of his lockets. He fished around in his pocket and pulled out said locket opening it and comparing William, and Phil’s baby photos to the boy. It most definitely matches. He showed Ben the pictures.

Phil looked at the boy, he really did look like William. The same hair, and eyes, the same sort of face, when young.

“That’s Will’s kid Ben.”

The siren smirked. “I never lied to you. Now will you take care of Wilbur for me?”

Phil thought for a second. Kristin spoke up “How did you find us again, we're nowhere near where you were last time?” The others grumbled in agreement.

The siren made a face before answering. “I have followed this ship since that night. So one day you could take care of him. He only has a few days left before he can’t breath in the water. Please”

Phil kneeled in front of the child. “Wilbur, do you want to stay with me.”

The boy looked back at his mother for guidance, she nodded. Wilbur looked like he was about to cry. He ran at his mother hugging her tight. “Goodbye mama.” “Goodbye Wilbur.”

Wilbur let go. The siren walked back into the water column and in a flash she was back in the sea. Wilbur ran to the railing screaming for his mother. His face unnaturally dry, for how much he screamed. It's a curse and a blessing that sirens can’t cry no matter how hard they try.

----------------------

The first few months with Wilbur were tough. Mostly because they couldn’t get him to eat anything, but surprisingly he ate fish and any sort of sea animal.

When Phil and Kristin had a son they named Tommy. Wilbur took it upon himself to teach the kid every bad thing he could do. The cousins became more like brothers.

By ten years old Wilbur forgot about his mother. He would ask questions like what she looked like and stuff. But most of the questions were trained towards his father.

When a new cook came, a boar and her son, Wilbur finally had a friend his age. The two were practically inseparable through their childhood. Wilbur and Blake with Tommy and his best friend Toby, Ben’s son.

At 24 Wilbur bought his own ship, The L’manberg, He captains the ship, with Tommy as his Quartermaster, and Toby as a gunner. Blake became a famous outlaw.

P.S Blake is Techno

#dsmp #dreamsmp #pirate au #wilbur soot #philza minecraft #mumza #fanfiction #fanfic

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Kali: Yang, Dear, do you have a moment?

Yang: Absolutely! What's up?

Kali: I have... some news that I need to break to Blake and Ghira, but I'm not sure how to do it. It's rather delicate.

Yang: Well, I've learned that Blake likes it better when you're upfront about things. I can imagine Ghira is the same with how much time I've spent with him.

Kali: You do have a point, dear. Do you mind if I practice how I'm going to say it with you?

Yang: Lay it on me, Mama!

Kali: Oh, perfect, you already got the idea. I'm pregnant.

Yang: ...............

Kali: .......Surprise?

Yang: GHIRA!!!!! (storms through the house in a fireball of parental fury)

Kali: Thank you for letting him know for me, dear.

Blake: Let who know what?

Kali: Yang’s telling your father that I'm pregnant.

Blake: You're what?

Loud roars and screams, along with the sound of breaking furniture, fill the air.

Ghira: WHAT DO YOU MEAN KALI IS PREGNANT?!?!?!

Yang: YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW BETTER!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU USE PROTECTION!?!?!?!?!

Ghira: JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT TRUST YOUR PULL OUT GAME DOESN'T MEAN I CAN'T TRUST MINE!!!

Yang: YOU HAVE TO PULL OUT TO HAVE GAME, PAPA MURPHY!!!

Blake: .....Would now be a bad time? (Shows positive pregnancy test)

#rwby crack post #rwby shitpost #bumbleby #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #kali belladonna #ghira belladonna #Pure Sin in Vacuo

[blake-belladonna-defence-force]

Can I- Can i wequest gremlin Blakey?

Have a gremlin Blake with her gremlin cat and their neighbour Yang 😊

////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

“Shroud! There you are, you overgrown lump of cat!”

The large, black, tuxedo coloured cat mewled as Blake picked her up with a small grunt from the front yard of a house.

“God, how are you this fat? It’s not like I over feed you.” Blake grumbled as she hoisted her pet up to her shoulder and rolled her eyes fondly as she nuzzled her neck. “Maybe I should-“

“Hey! What are you doing with my cat?!”

Blake turned to glare at the blonde woman approaching her, lilac eyes narrowed dangerously at Blake.

“Your cat?” Blake huffed, holding Shroud closer to her. “I think the fuck not. She’s mine.”

“Oh please.” The blonde woman snorted. “I’ve been taking care of her for, like, a year.”

“That’s funny considering that I adopted her two years ago!” Blake snapped back, her ears pinning irritably against her head. “Shroud belongs to me, blondie.”

“Shroud? You mean Gambol.” The woman retorted, crossing her arms and glaring at Blake. “And if she’s yours, you’re going to have to prove it, babe.”

“I have the adoption papers back at my place, plus her original adoption photo and I have a fuckton of photos on my phone, sweetheart.” Blake smirked at the woman for a moment before it fell. She tilted her head curiously for a moment. “Wait… did you say that you’ve been feeding her for a year?”

“Yup.”

“Oh, of fucking course.” Blake sighed before holding her cat under Shroud’s arms and holding her at arms length to glare at her. “You little brat cat! That’s when you started to get fat! You’ve been going behind my back and playing up the role of poor, starving stray!”

Shroud meowed and wiggled happily.

“She’s not a brat cat!” The woman protested, an utmost offended look on her face. “She’s a baby!”

“Yeah, a baby gremlin.” Blake snorted, her left ear flicking in amusement when the woman made an affronted noise in her throat. “Brat cat.” Blake chuckled when the woman’s eyes narrowed further. “Stinky bastard woman.” She gently swayed Shroud’s fat little body from side to side for emphasis.

“Noooo!” The woman pouted, though Blake could see a smile twitchy g into her lips. “Well, if she’s a gremlin, she must have gotten it from you.”

“I mean… I don’t mean to brag…” Blake drawled as she hefted Shroud to shoulder again and let out a heavy sigh before giving the woman an apologetic look. “We got off on the wrong foot. My name is Blake Belladonna and I sincerely apologise for my cat scamming you for food… despite being fed her three, recommended meals per day!” She said, directing the last part of her sentence to Shroud, who merely wiggled closer to her and purred. “God made you cute so that I wouldn’t kill you, I swear.”

“Oh my God.” The woman laughed softly, locking her hands behind her head and shifting her weight to one foot. “My name’s Yang Xiao Long. I’m sorry that I’ve been stealing your cat.” She glared at said cat and jutted her bottom lip in an over exaggerated pout before pointing at her. “You used me, Gamb- I mean… sorry. You call her Shroud, right?”

“Yeah. I do.” Blake smiled. When they weren’t fighting over who owned a cat, Yang was… actually really pretty and pleasant to talk to. “I have to say… My cat has some amazing taste in women. I’m very impressed.”

“Uh- Okay. Wow.” Yang chuckled as a pretty blush crept over her face. “That’s, um. That was… pretty smooth.” Yang lowered her arms and her hands hovered awkwardly as though she didn’t know what to do. “I, uh, are you usually like this?”

“Not at all.” Blake shrugged, wincing as Shroud dug her claws into her shoulder painfully. “But I feel kind of bad that my cat’s been scamming you so… let me buy you a coffee sometime?”

“Hmm… make it dinner and you’ve got a deal.” Yang smiled charmingly and Blake suddenly forgot how to breath. “Hang on… here’s my phone. Give me your number and we can organise something? I mean… I’d hate for poor Shroud to miss me.”

“Oh, we can’t have that, now, can we?” Blake laughed as she quickly typed in her number and giggled when Shroud yelled at Yang.

“What? Don’t give me those big ol’ eyes! You’ve broken my heart!” Yang said in a cutesy, baby talk type of voice. “You better behave for your mama, Gamby.”

“Gamby?”

“Annnnd that’s my cue to leave! Bye, Blake! It was nice meeting you!”

Blake snorted a laugh as Yang quickly turned and walked into her house. With a glance down at her cat, she smiled, her own pair of cat ears flicking forward as a shock of blonde hair poked out from the front window.

Perhaps the cat really did know where it’s at.

#rwby #blake belladonna #bumbleby #yang xiao long #fanfic #my writing

[jack-o-cel]

Highlight lyrics in some songs in Forester's playlist

Vines <- the playlist

"I've got your picture on my wall

I dream about you when I sleep

I go out of my way everyday just hoping that

I'll catch you walking down the street

I know just where you went to school

I know the names of all your friends

I got it bad again

An o-b-s-e-s-s-i-o-n"

- Obsessed with you by The Orion Experience

"I'm sorry

But the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now

Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead (oh)"

- Look what you made me do by Taylor Swift

"The villains and the heroes are merging

Everything is blurry

Time is standing still

The sky is switching with the ground

my world is turning upside-down

My sense of judgement seems to be compromised

You're too strong to be denied"

- Brainwash by Simon Curtis

"We're broken

Torn and awoken

There's more than just the one and they're like me

Torn away from family

No more personality"

- Turn the final page by DAgames

"Listen to me

I don't wanna be alone

I'm gonna find someone"

- Don't wanna be alone by Simon Curtis

"My enemy's invisible, I don't know how to fight

The trembling fear is more than I can take

When I'm up against

The echo in the mirror"

- Echo by Crusher-P

"Funny how you think I'm bothered

Know I'm nothing like the others

You shouldn't have messed with me

'Cause I heard that you're afraid of

Monsters, monsters"

- MONSTER by Kira

"I'm nuts, baby, I'm mad

The craziest friend that you've ever had

You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone

Tell the psychiatrist something is wrong"

- Mad hatter by Melanie Martinez

"Ding dong

I know you can hear me

Open up the door

I only want to play a little

Ding dong

You can't keep me waiting

It's already too late

For you to try and run away"

- Hide and seek by Lizz Robinett

"I don't give a fuck about you anyways

Whoever said I gave a shit 'bout you?

You never share your toys or communicate

I guess I'm just a play date to you"

- Playdate by Melanie Martinez

"Kuroi ame furase kono sora

Watashi wa nozomarenai mono

Hibi wareta NOIROOZE

Ai su douzai no boukansha tachi ni

Saa ima furue seigi wo

Kesenai kizu wo dakishimete

Kono karada wo uke ire

Tomo ni yukou namae no nai kaibutsu

(Let the sky rain the black rain

I am an undesired being

a cracked neurosis

To beloved bystanders with the same guilt

now exercise justice

Embracing my unerasable scars

accepting this body

let's go together, nameless monster)"

-Namae no nai kaibutsu by EGOIST

"Mama's watching

(In the shadows)

Mama's watching

(We need more friends)

Mama's watching

(It's not pretend)

Mama's watching"

- Mama hates you by Ck9c

"I'm your biggest fan

I'll follow you until you love me

Papa-paparazzi

Baby, there's no other superstar

You know that I'll be

Your papa-paparazzi

Promise I'll be kind

But I won't stop until that boy is mine

Baby, you'll be famous

Chase you down until you love me

Papa-paparazzi"

- Paparazzi by Lady Gaga

"Repeating, repeating

I'm dying, I'm breathing

Repeating, repeating

I'm crying, I'm healing"

- Circles by KIRA

"I gave away the one real key to my heart

But you lied and tore me apart

I'm changing all the locks, I swear, tonight

I'm building back all the walls you broke inside

Can't deny that it's time to say goodbye"

- Locked up lovers by Chris Crocker

"You just don't know it yet but you love me and I love you the same

One day we'll have a pretty wedding and I'll be your everything

We'll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part

Oh you don't know it yet but baby I've already got your heart"

- Unhealthy obsession by Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra

"Will it be okay?

If I express my love for you this way?

No matter what you do or what you say,

We'll be together forever.

We're never gonna be apart!"

- Doki doki forever by Or3o

(pictures Forester snapping):

"Don't let me be your enemy

Don't let me be your enemy

Don't let me be your enemy

Don't let me be your enemy

Don't let me be your enemy

Don't let me be your enemy

Don't let me be your enemy

Don't let me be your enemy"

- Enemy by Simon Curtis

"The danger is I'm dangerous

And I might just tear you apart

Oh, ah, oh

I'm gonna catch ya

I'm gonna get ya, get ya

Oh, ah, oh

I wanna taste the way that you bleed, oh

You're my kill of the night"

- Kill of the night by Gin Wigmore

"I'm no good for you (No)

Get in love then I'll cut you loose so,

Runaway, runaway

'Cause I'm no, I'm no, I'm no good for you.

I'mma I'mma I'mma love killer"

- Killer by The Ready Set

#Forester #the garden lab #oc #original character #resident evil oc #resident evil 8 oc

[multiharlot]

home (TLTL2) / s. reid

summary: spencer is more than determined to win back the heart of his last lover. even if it means being a little unethical. 

warnings: i dunno? i don’t think so? okay, who’re we kidding. violence. cursing. also mentions of blood.

part 1

masterlist

spencer’s pov

“i mean, what does she even see in a guy like that?” i scoff, gulping down my last bit of coffee. 

“i mean, he does look like he belongs in a calendar.” jj says, staring dreamily at the buff sheriff. 

“you’re married.” i deadpan, and she laughs softly. 

“yes, spencer. i know. thank you for reminding me.” she smiles sarcastically. 

i watch closely as he throws his head back in laughter as something the deputy said. 

“there’s something off about him. he’s too...calm.” i glare, and jj lets out another sigh. 

“spence, the only thing off about him is that he’s sleeping with the woman you’re still in love with. and i love you, i do, but if you do anything to mess this up for her, i will personally be...very angry at you.”

“what a threat.” i scoff, and she hits my shoulder lightly. 

“i’m serious. she’s finally happy and back on her feet. don’t mess that up for her because you can’t handle the idea of somebody else finally doing what you couldn’t.” jj scolds, picking up her now empty cup of coffee and walking off. 

i’ll figure you out, daniel.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

y/n’s pov

“bye park! have fun with the overnights.” i smile, patting the doctors shoulder softly. 

“oh you know i will.” he glares playfully, making me laugh. 

“have a good night.”

“you too, y/n.” he smiles, waving goodbye as i walk out of the ER doors. 

while humming a small tune, i fumble through my purse, searching for my keys. my eyebrows furrow as i realize they’re missing from my bag. 

“did i-”

“looking for these?”

my head snaps up and i see daniel, leaning against my car door with my keys in between his fingers. i hold my hand to my chest as a gasp escapes my lips. 

“jeez. you scared me.” i laugh, walking forward and wrapping my arms around his torso. 

“sorry.” he smiles, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss to my lips. 

“what’re you doing here?” i ask, pulling away from him. 

“i’m taking you home, come on.”

“in your car?” i ask, questionably glancing at the patrol car parked behind mine. 

“yeah.” he nods. 

“baby i can’t just leave my car here.” 

“except you can. just...come on.” he urgers, grabbing my bicep tightly. 

“ummm...ow. daniel, let go. i’ll just follow you and meet you at your house.”

“there’s no time for that. i have a special night plannes and i just...need you to trust me.” he pushes, and i pull my arm from his hold. 

“daniel. no. i’ll drive home first. plus, i want to change i-”

suddenly, he lifts me off the ground, his hand over my mouth. my things fall across the floor and i attempt to wiggle myself out of his hold, screaming as loudly as i could. but the sounds were muffled by his large hand. my head hits the top of the door and i’m immediately knocked cold. the last thing that registered through my mind was the sound of the seatbelt clicking and his engine revving. 

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

spencer’s pov

“she’s gone” daniel breathes out and he runs into the station in a panic. 

“who’s gone?” hotch questions, walking towards daniel who was currently in hysterics. 

“y/n...she’s gone. i went to the hospital to bring her her spare keys and her stuff was all over the ground and her car is still there. oh god...” daniel groans, gripping tightly at his hair. 

“hey, we’re gonna find her. don’t worry.” his deputy says, immediately coming to his side. 

“we need all units out on patrol to keep an eye out for y/n. she’s been taken from the er parking lot.” the deputy says into his radio, the feedback pouring in almost immediately. 

“you’re never going to find her.” daniel breathes out, throwing his hands down to his sides in frustration. 

my eyebrows furrow and i look over at jj, who seemed to notice the same thing i did. 

“we’ll find her, man. she was our friend once too.” morgan says, patting his back. 

“let’s head to the emergency room and check the security-”

“they don’t work. they stopped working about 5 months ago.” daniel sighs, running his hands over his face. 

“we’re going to find her, daniel. if it’s the last thing we do.” i say, staring him right in the eye. 

his right eye twitches for a moment, but he takes a deep breath, nodding his head. 

“i left everything the way it was when i found it. you guys go look...i need to go home for a minute. i...i just need a minute.” he mumbles, walking out of the station. 

hotch turns to jj, blake, and i and before he even lets out a word and i speak out. 

“he’s hiding something. he targeted us specifically when he said we were never going to find her. and on top of that, who wants to go home and rest when they’re girlfriend has just been kidnapped?” i say, everyone pauses for a moment, but by my surprise, hotch nods in agreement. 

“you, jj, and morgan follow where he’s going. have garcia track his patrol unit. blake, rossi and i will head to the hospital.” hotch nods, and we all nod our heads ready to take off before hotch grabs my arm. 

“spencer if you need to step away from this case then i understand-”

“hotch...i’m fine. i just want to save her. give me that chance.”

the three of us parked across the street from daniel’s home. as he walked in, morgan’s phone rings out. 

“whatcha got for me babygirl?”

“so, turns out, those hospital cameras don’t actually work, but they didn’t stop working 5 months ago like the sheriff originally explained. their transmission feed was cut off about an hour before y/n was scheduled to get off of work. so i logged into the daniel’s patrol unit’s gps systems, and guess where he was right as the camera’s were shut off?”

“the hospital.” i finish, morgan and jj looking between us and back towards daniel’s house. 

“alright, thanks mama.” derek sighs. 

“you guys bring her back, alright? and you tell her she still owes me a coffee.” garcia says, her frown audible in her tone. 

“over my dead body.” i mutter, as garcia hangs up the phone. 

as we’re watching the house, i squint my eyes towards his car, pointing my finger out. 

“guys is that...is that a dent above the passenger door?” i squint. 

morgan and jj leans forward, nodding their heads. 

“i- i think it’s a dent.” i say, unbuckling my seatbelt. 

“spence don’t-”

“it’s fine. just...go to the door and tell him that you want to ask him some questions about y/n and keep him occupied.” i say. 

they sigh, getting out of the car and walking with me to the door. i squat down behind his car and don’t get up until i hear the front door shut. i stand, walking over the passenger door where i look over the door. and lo and behold, there was a dent with fresh blood still on it. my breath catches in my throat as i send out a text to hotch and morgan.

there’s blood on his passenger door. it’s him. 

i wait a moment before i hear crashing from inside the house. daniel runs out the front door and morgan tackles him onto the lawn. 

“are you guys fucking serious!? my own girlfriend!? this is because of that fucking popsicle stick isn’t it? he couldn’t possibly stand the sight of her with somebody else, so he’s trying to pin this on me!” he shouts, trying to wriggle his way out of morgan’s hold. 

“we found blood on your car, dude.” morgan scoffs, ushering him into the car. 

hotch pulls up beside us, handing me a small plastic baggie with a cotton swab inside of it. i swipe the blood with the swab and stick it into the bag, handing it back to hotch. 

“...what if it’s hers?” i ask after a small moment of silence. 

“if it’s hers, then we do our jobs, and we find her.”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

the interrogation was going nowhere, and the entire station was less than cooperative with us after we had brought in their own sheriff, that was, until the test results came back from the lab. 

“the blood was hers.” hotch confirms, making daniel’s deputy stare up at us with wide eyes. 

“w-what? no. that’s...he’s being framed.” he says, shaking his head. 

“deputy rivera, i understand the personal conflict with this case, but all the evidence is pointing to him. he’s been the one to find all the past victims bodies. he specifically requested for us to come and assist with this case, despite acting as though he had no idea we were the team coming in. and more than anything, he fits the profile.” hotch explains, and rivera lets a short breath fall from his lips.

“but...his own girlfriend?”

“we think that was used to taunt me. y/n and i...y/n and this whole team have a history. so we believe that he took her in order to taunt us as though he was smarter than us. one step ahead.” i say, and rivera’s eyebrows shoot up. 

“oh my god...you’re the genius ex-boyfriend. aren’t you?”

i pause for moment, before nodding my head. rivera’s eyebrows furrow before he scoffs. 

“oh my god...it’s him. it’s you.”

“me?”

“yes. well no. i- daniel hates you. and i mean...hates you. y/n used to talk about you a lot. well, she referenced you. i don’t think she did it on purpose or maliciously, but it used to make daniel so angry. and once she told him what had happened between you two-”

“when did he tell her?” blake asks, and rivera shrugs. 

“i dunno, probably about...a month or two ago.”

we all exchange looks, probably all thinking the same thing. 

“that was the trigger. he needed to channel his anger into something, so he started killing people who resembled you or maeve in some manner. wether that was intellect or looks. and now, he feels the need to prove himself. prove that he’s better than you...” rossi explains, turning back to the board.

“wait so...you think he did all of this for her?” rivera asks, still trying to get a grip on his new reality. 

“yes. and if we’re ever going to find y/n, we need your help.”

rivera nods his head, and i pace back and forth. 

“did daniel every have anywhere where he could go, other than his home? was there some place he frequented? it’s a small town, there can’t be many places to go.” i say, laying the map flat against the table. 

“not that i know of. he usually spent all of his time at home, at y/n’s place, or at the rec center.”

“rec center? what was he doing there?” i ask, marking down the locations he had just named off. 

“outreach programs” he answers quickly, and i nod my head. 

morgan quickly pulls out his phone, undoubtedly dialing garcia’s number. 

“give me somethin to do that ain’t you, sugar.”

“i need you to check through the list of kids who participate in the outreach programs at the rec center and see if their parents own any plots of land or empty buildings.” morgan says, and i hear the clicking from her keyboard through the phone. 

“okay...well, it looks like...oh.”

“oh what?” hotch asks, leaning into the phone. 

“it looks like daniel had made a...generous donation to a family about three months ago-”

“yeah. to the jackson’s. they owned a canning facility down by the wharf. they’re one of the founding families of the town, so when the recession hit, we all helped gather the funds to keep them afloat for the next few months. daniel was the one to give it to them. but after their son died, they decided to skip town and start fresh somewhere else.” rivera explains. 

“garcia we need the address for that warehouse.”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 

y/n’s pov

it was cold and it smelled wet. this cold metal chair was extremely uncomfortable and the rope was burning against my wrists. i groaned as i began to come to my sense, my vision flooding in little by little. i struggled against the restraints, but i couldn’t seem to pull myself out. my head still throbbing and the tears began to cascade down my face. 

“daniel?” i croak out, but nothing came in return. 

i shouted out for someone. anyone. bu no one came. a sob escaped my lips as i continued to try and pull myself out of the rope’s hold. so many thoughts ran through my head, but only one was prevalent at the front of my mind. i wanted spencer. 

“spencer...please find me.” i whimpered, as i struggled, the twine breaking into my skin. 

blood began to stain the rope as i pulled harder and harder. my wrists began to bleed heavier and that’s when i heard the sirens. 

“y/n!?”

“spencer!” i shouted as i pulled harder at the rope around my wrists. 

the door is kicked open and spencer runs in, morgan standing by the door, guns drawn. spencer fall to his knees in front of me. 

“spencer.” i sobbed as he pulled his knife out, cutting away at the thick rope. 

“you’re okay, baby. you’re okay. i got you.” he whispers. 

he cuts through the last restraint around my ankles and i throw my arms around his neck. he lets out a sigh of relief as he wraps his arms around my waist. 

“i love you. i love you so much, i never should have left. i’m so sorry.” i cried into his shoulder. 

he rubs my back softly as he calms his rapid breathing. 

“no, i’m sorry. i was too caught up in maeve and myself to focus on you. i’m so in love with you. if i had just gotten over it like i was supposed to, this would’ve never happened.” he sighs, pulling away and wiping the tears from my face. 

we stood there, looking at each other for just a moment before he places his lips on mine. the familiar bunch of butterflies erupting in my stomach as he held on tightly to my face. we pulled away, and he chuckles awkwardly. i lean my head, smiling over at dererk.

“hey derek.” i smile.

“hey mama. come on, let’s get you checked out.” derek smiles softly. 

i nod, and spencer wraps his arm around my waist, walking me out. i sat on the gurney as the paramedics disinfected and wrapped my wrists cautiously. eventually, we make our way back to the station, where i stood awkwardly as i gave the team my statement. 

“so...what happens now?” i ask, looking between the group of fairly tall individuals. 

“well, i believe you own garcia a coffee date. so we’re going to have to bring you back home with us.” spencer smiles softly, looking down at me with hopeful eyes as he intertwines my hand in his.

“home...yeah. home.”

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Lux series Villains!

So you want some characters? Jennifer L. Armentrouts got some characters! The Lux series has a whole host of characters and I usually start with the main ones and work my way to the side characters in these character intro’s but today…yeah today I’m going to start with the Villains. You all know my love for villains is deep and complex because you need a good villain to showcase a good hero/heroine. The Lux series has a whole line up of villains and you meet them as you move through the books. Each villain plays a significant role in furthering the character development of Katy Swartz (our main heroine) and each one is complex and unique in how they are crafted.

It’s going to be difficult to give you a villain intro without giving away spoilers but I’m going to try!

The Thompson Triplets: When you meet these three for the first time one thing stands out above the rest…Adam is pure and awesome; his Andrew and his sister Ash are straight up throat punch material. Andrew and Ash are immediately dislikable, and Katy’s friend Stacey often refers to them as the “Bitch Squad”. As villains go, they’re not the evilest, I’d give them a two out of 10 on the evil scale.

Daemon Black: Daemon Black makes this list ONLY because he’s a straight up arsehole in the first two books. Like he says some things and does some things that, yeah, it’s hard to take and it’s necessary for the story but yeah, it’s downright awful. If you met Daemon Black irl during the first two books you’d want to drop kick him into a lake, or off a really tall building. He’s not evil he’s just bitchy so he gets a one out of 10 on the evil scale.

“So the dickhead had a name. Daemon—seemed fitting. And of course his sister would be as attractive as him. Why not? Welcome to West Virginia, the land of lost models.” ― Jennifer L. Armentrout, Obsidian

Department of Defense (D.O.D.): Let’s make a distinction here, the entire government is not painted evil in this series just this ONE branch and what they do throughout the entire series is nightmarish. The D.O.D. is pretty horrible in that they are casually cruel. It’s the “I’m just doing my job” b.s. that led Germany to build concentration camps kind of bad. Not quite Hitler or Goebbles bad but more an accessory to genocide bad. They get a 7 out of 10 on the evil scale.

Arum: The Arum are the natural enemies of the Luxen. Where the Luxen are bright and shiny like stars the Arum are more like black holes. The Arum can’t use the source like the Luxen can unless they “feed” on a Luxen and that’s as horrible as you’re imagining right now. Like any great villain the Arum are more complex than a simple “good” vs “bad” and finding all the shades of gray in this species is worth the trip. I won’t ruin that for you by going into any great details.

Blake: Two words, Damaged Goods. It’s very difficult to say much of anything about Blake without giving away any major spoilers. Blake plays more than one pivotal role in the development of Katy’s story and like the Arum he’s not entirely evil or entirely good, but he is BAD. He makes bad choices, he has creepy, pathological habits that just leave us readers feeling icky. He’s a product of his environment and that environment is toxic! Blake gets an 8 out of 10 on the evil scale but I’ll be honest there’s a particular set of circumstances that as a female I feel bumps him up to an 8. So, he gets an 8 out of 10 on the evil scale for that reason.

Daedalus: This is the big bad mama-jamma. Daedalus is insidious, soulless, evil with a capital E! Daedalus is responsible for all the worst crimes and when you read about them don’t be surprised if you feel like you’ve heard of this before..like historical déjà vu…because this organization has a LOT in common with a very real, very evil organization that came to power in the 1930’s. They get a 10 out of 10 on the evil scale!

Nancy Husher: Phew ok this is the Dolores Umbridge of this world. Sometimes a villain comes into existence and their only reason for being is to be evil. No shades of grey just straight up evil with a soul as black as the pits of hell. That’s Nancy Husher and I for one love to hate her. Sometimes it’s refreshing to have an uncomplicated hateship with an evil character and she’s mine. Nancy gets a 12 out of 10 on the evil scale because she puts Lucifer to shame with her evil.

Sergeant Jason Dasher: Sgt. Dasher works with Nancy Husher he’s the peanut butter to her nasty jelly. Sgt. Dasher isn’t quite as evil as Nancy but he’s pretty close. Dasher keeps the military side of things running along he’s the S.S. Gestapo to Nancy’s evil Goebbels. He doesn’t commit bad acts for the sole purpose of doing so his major character flaw is he hates to lose and he’ll commit acts of unholy horror to win. Sgt. Dasher gets an 11 out of 10 on the evil scale.

Ethan White: Ethan White I can’t tell you too much about him without spoiling major plot points in the series so I’m just going to say that he’s bad news bears and when he goes full psycho it’s EPIC! Ethan gets a 9 out of 10 on the evil scale but ONLY because his origin story is heartbreaking.

Lux is a series so epic it couldn’t contain just one villain so we have nine of them. Each one is important to the movement of the story and each one deserves recognition for the roles they play throughout.

So Let’s hear it for the Villains without whom we’d have no conflict or resolution.

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Fandom: SVU

Title:Epitaph Song

Chapter: 1 Down South

P O V: Amanda Rollins

Billy's Diner

Loganville, GA 2020

(A/N: Thank you as always for the readers who take the time to review, favorite or follow. As usual I own none of these SVU characters just my original characters. All others belong to NBC, Dick Wolf and Wold Ent. Jessie, Billie do not exist in this fic, I am still deciding if Noah dose or not. If you have a preference as to if you want Noah in it or not hit me up reviews motivate me.)

"Oh, Air Condition, thank God! It's hotter than a roasted pig on a skewer out there." Olivia Benson's laugh is light and airy as we enter the restaurant. "Oh, Amanda, I love your expressions, don't ever change. Seriously your southern drawl is so cute. Don't ever lose it."

"No worries, Olivia; it's been nearly ten years since I moved to New York. I haven't lost it yet." "Thanks again for coming down south with me. It means a lot."

"Your welcome Amanda, are you feeling any better since this weekend?" Shaking the soreness out of my weary bones I feel a yawn snaking up my jawlines as I try to fight it off to no avail, the yawn is relentless in its attempt to escape.

"A little thanks I am still tired and nausea I don't know why I slept all weekend, yet I still feel dizziness not as much as this weekend, but I am still weakened almost as if I am drained of all energy." Sliding into the booth, I lean back against the cool plastic backboard. "I'm sorry for calling out on you this weekend, Captain."

"Amanda, please, stop don't worry about it your health is too important don't apologize." "I am sorry, Liv, not just for this weekend, but now we're both away from NYC."

"Because your dad passed away, Amanda, we're not here on vacation. Kat and Fin understand, and Chief Garland sent two detectives to help out, SVU is covered. Please take some of this concern and apply it to yourself; you lost your dad. I know you haven't been close to him in years, but he is still your dad, give yourself the allowance to mourn, Amanda. Don't hide your emotions down and pretend that everything is perfectly fine."

"I don't think it's hit me yet, Olivia. I just don't feel anything." Olivia's hand slips over my hand as we lay them on the table, waiting on the waitress to come over to us. "It will Amanda, I don't know when sweetie, it may take weeks, days, months, but it will hit you. I just want you to know that I am here, honey, whenever you want to talk."

"Thank you, Liv; I appreciate this jester I know we haven't always been close, but I love the friendship that has been built over the last four years." "As do I Amanda. I love the trust that we've built within each other, the respect. Where is the waitress?"

"Liv, it's the south; we take our sweet time with everything, ain't no rushin' in the country life."

"You ever miss living down here, Peach?" "Honestly, Liv, there are parts I miss like my family, friends. I miss the comfort in knowing there is always someone here who will have your back. What I don't miss is everyone knowing everyone else business."

"Is that a true thing? Everyone else knows each other's business?"

As if God was given me a clue incomes Betsy Jane Rose "Oh, my bless my heart Amanda-Taylor Rollins, is that truly you?" I pick my head up, gritting my teeth as she comes flying inside the restaurant arms wild "Betsy Jane Mary-Sue it sure is, wow child it's been yonders since you've rolled back into these parts."

"Oh, I am so sorry about your daddy, such a shame bless your heart honey-bee."

"Oh well, how sweet of you, Ms. Betsy, so very kind of you thank you, how did you hear about my daddy's passing per se? We didn't put it in the Tribune or online."

"Oh, Sugar, you know how these things work, Lord, who needs that dingy old paper when we gave word of mouth. Has it been that long Darlin? Surely you remember the good old Betsy-Jane- Mary-Sue train."

"Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit. Oh Amanda, let me enlighten you wow New York City has slapped you silly, child. Anyways So Mary-Jo Higgins oh heavens I was born at night, but not last night! Duh, of course, you don't know who Mary-Jo Higgins is, well back in our days of youth she went by Mary-Jo Robins, so any who baby, Mary-Jo is now an RN."

"That's a Registered Nurse, by the way." "Yes, Ms. Rose, I know what an RN is."

"So yeah Mary-Jo works a that's Loganville Medical Center where your daddy was brought to by the Ambulance. So Mary-Jo was there when he passed bless his heart so Mary-Jo well you know good ol' Mary-Jo never could keep a secret so of course, she told her Mama who had to run down to the Salon to say to Ms. Sue who of course told the whole Salon."

Both of us laugh, "How did you find out, darlin?"

"Oh, you know this little thing called HIPPA they like to notify the Next of Kin, and since my parents you know divorced many moons ago, that would make me the eldest child his next of kin, since he hasn't gotten to remarry yet."

"Speaking of kin-folk dear, where is that sister of yours? She straighten her life out yet? Kimberly coming on her own?"

"No, Ma'am, I'm afraid she ain't gonna make it, you know the whole being in jail thing it kind of puts a cramp on a person's freedom. Thank you so much for coming over though, I sure don't want to keep you."

I don't give her a chance to answer quickly, sliding back into the booth turning to Olivia. Just as our waitress comes over. "good afternoon- honey pies, what can I get you ladies?" after we order, I lean back as Olivia starts to laugh, unable to hold in her amusement over Ms. Rose any longer. "So that's how news travels down south Captain." eagle eyeing Betsy across the room, I can already see she's on her cell phone. "Well, the whole damn town will know I am back soon enough." "that has to be frustrating, Amanda." "Oh, Liv, you ain't got a clue. Every day dealing with women like, is there any doubt about why I got out of here faster than a bat out of hell."

I stay silent about the other reason I left Georgia as soon as I was old enough my sexuality there's no room for differences here in the good old south. No way could I tell Olivia this though she has no idea I am a lesbian. "So, is your Mom coming?" "Lord, no Liv she's up in NY taking care of Mason, Mama said she was sorry the son of a bitch died, but she dumped his ass years ago, let his new hussy handle the affairs."

"My dear new sister, who I haven't even met yet. She's handling everything as per my dad's living will."

"Amanda, I am so sorry." "Don't be Olivia, I am fine." "Of course you are." I don't reply not because I don't have the response in me but because the doors burst open and a vast mass of people come pouring into the already packed diner.

"Amanda! It is true! You are back!" Tommy Jake Edwards "TJ" calls out "Yo Ms. Betsy Jane was right boys. Good Ol Rollins is back in town." there are rumblings from the entire group of men "Liv meet the former jocks of Loganville High School Pyro Red Devils who ruled LHS's halls from 1996-1999."

"Rollins, how can you sneak back into town and say nothing? Yo, Rollins, that is rude! I thought we were your boys!"

"Bump that T-rolls, I am pissed forget these clowns, I am your cousin! Uncle Jimmy is my kin-folk too. Where's my love?"

"Hey, Jensen, I just got back into town like literally ten minutes ago. I'm sorry it's been crazy these last few days. My head is still spinning. I haven't told anyone yet, sorry, truly."

Jensen's arms wrap around me tightly. "No worries, cuz. I got you. I am sorry I know you and your Pa wasn't close but damn it still sucks." "Thanks, Jensen, yeah, it does."

Coming out of his hug, I'm met by his brother Blake who I hug as tightly. "Yo boys will catch you later going to hang with family." the rest of the crew waves blowing me kisses as Liv, and I make room for these two. "Hi. I'm Olivia Benson, Amanda's boss, and friend."

"Oh honey-child we know who you are, we've heard all about you now haven't we Blake?" "Oh, yes, Yes, we have well let us introduce ourselves since Miss. Amanda has the manners of a pig. I am Blake Yankee; Jensen is my twin brother; our Mama is Amanda's dad sister."

"Were you three close growing up?" "Oh, tighter than chili papers, Mama, us, and our uncle TC's kids, our cousins Alonso and Scottie, are coming in tomorrow." "They called us the Rollin- Yankee-Terrors." Sipping my sweet tea, I groan, remembering all the names the seven of us use to get growing up. "don't tell her that she is my boss."

"Oh relax Junebug, it ain't like I told her about the time you put laxatives in Ernie Reynaldo's cornbread when you were ten and locked him in the outhouse for the whole day and told our teacher he ran away to the circus."

Olivia laughs so loudly. I feel my temperature rise in my face. "You what?" my face buries into the palms of my hands. "Yo, boy, that was nothing. Remember when we were twelve, and Kyle Kane told Manda she was uglier than a burnt barn, she took his pants and underwear while he was changing and threw it into the river."

Both boys bang on the table laughing, shoving each other as Olivia arched an eyebrow in my direction "Oh, yeah I do, she let the anger seethe inside all week till Saturday when the whole town was gathered for the annual fishing competition. When Kyle's dad was with the reporter for Atlanta news, Kyle comes walking bare-ass naked; the entire town saw him walking his little dude swinging in the breeze. Kyle was grounded for months. "

My embarrassment only increases as I lay my head down, groaning while all three laugh. "Oh, God, even as a kid, Amanda, you were a rule-breaker and a little shit-head." I feel Olivia's hand stroke mine laughing as she hangs her head down tears running down her face, which a lovely rose color.

I only pick my head up when the food arrives, feeling my whole body shiver and jolt as I lean back, smelling the greasy food. Reaching for the ketchup, I pop a fry in my mouth. I still can't shake this feeling of being drained or the tightness in my head.

"Oh My." another voice pops into my world as I see Mr. Jason Axson and Mrs. Janet Axson coming in with their two kids Christopher 17, Savannah 14. her voice cuts through the air. "How are you, Sugar?' "I am just peachy; thank you, just enjoying dinner with my family, here."

"Oh, of course, we don't mean to interrupt. You could use the food; obliviously, you are mighty thin sugar. Your daddy was right; they are working your tail to its bone up there in that big city unless you are sick again, darling."

"No Ma'am, I am right as a peach as I said, but I am trying to enjoy my dinner." "Yeah, Janet let these nice folks eat; worry about our own family; I do apologize, Miss. Amanda lovely to see you again, we shall pop in at another time."

Olivia's eyes stare right into mine. I know she's wondering about the "Are you sick again" line my face flushes as I look down, avoiding her eyes and the question. Another part of my past she has no idea about, My stomach rolls as I think about all the secrets and pressures I have on top of me, none of which Olivia needs to add to her plate.

"I need to use the bathroom, I'll be back, excuse me." getting up I start to head there, of course, a two-minute walk becomes ten as I am stopped by multiple people offering their condolences. My back hits the wall just as another wave of dizziness hits me; I do everything inside of me not to show it to anyone, I can see Olivia's eyes on me from across the room. Yet it isn't Olivia who catches my attention, rare I know.

This time, Savannah's voice so young, scared, and nervous. I am standing right next to their table as I hear Savannah say. "Mama, Daddy, I have something to tell you." Savannah's beautiful emerald eyes glisten as she stares at her parents. "I am a Lesbian, and I plan to come out this weekend at the prom."

Savannah's courage freezes me. I am forty and don't have the courage she has at fourteen-years-old. I can't think fast enough to react before her mom is out of her chair, smacking Savannah across her face. "You are not gay! Stop your lying, you fifthly whore! Who put these lies in your head? You are a good girl, a good baptist girl. Take it back!"

"No Mama, I can't I won't because I am gay, and yes I am a good girl, I am a baptist and MVP for the last two years in all the southern regions. I will play at college, and I will go pro, and my sexuality won't stop me from doing any of that."

"Fool, of course, it will, but you won't have to because you are not gay!"

"Mama, I am please just listen to me. Stop being such a bitch."

Her dad jumps up, grabbing at Savannah as I react, finally racing towards Savannah as Jason starts yelling. "Don't talk to your mother that way! Ever! No daughter of mine will be a sinner! I could deal with you being pregnant, not this! This is unforgivable. You either get over this phrase you little slut or you are OUT OF THIS FAMILY! Let's go now, Christopher, Janet leave her."

I hurry towards Savannah, who is trying with her whole body to remain strong as her family walks out. I know her face is stinging from the assault, but it's nothing like the pain in her soul. The rest of the restaurant sits there, not offering to help just turning to their families. My hands connect to Savannah's as I help her sit down "Sweetie, I am so sorry that your parents reacted to you."

"It's okay, ma'am, I excepted this. It was so so stupid-crazy to even except for any different outcome."

"No honey, it isn't it's not crazy or stupid to except unconditional love from your family; that's what parents are supposed to do. Of course, you wanted to tell them living in secrets, hiding who you are, it's exhausting. The if only or what-ifs or the I should have's, they take their tolls."

"It's 2020, not 1990 times have changed; maybe the south should catch up." My hands rub Savannah's back softly. "I'm from here honey, so I get it baby-girl I know how scary accepting your sexuality is, I know how painful it is to hold this all inside, to feel as if you ain't normal simply because you don't feel fireworks when the popular jocks kiss you."

"I knew that when I was thirteen, I felt it already I was great to hang out with boys all day when it came to playing ball, or telling dirty jokes or pulling pranks, but when it came to who I was attracted to sexually or emotionally, guys they just didn't do it for me. I could feel myself gravitating toward girls in ways that I didn't with boys."

"Don't let your sexual identity label you or define you—whether it be as lesbian, bisexual, asexual, or another term—how you choose to label yourself is not based on a checklist. You can still be everything you just told your parents; you can play any instrument you want to learn, you can be the best damn softball player this world's ever seen."

"Savannah, I started figuring it out at thirteen, but I didn't let myself act physically until I was 16, I kissed a girl at a party for the first time, and it was magical. Everything flowed so naturally, my body just knew what to do. I reacted to her in a way that felt right—the way I had always envisioned the first kiss to be. I tried saying I was bisexual for a quick minute and even had sex with several guys to prove that I wasn't an abomination the way the church, my family, and everyone else in this town always said gay people are. Still, I could feel myself gravitating toward girls in ways that I didn't with boys."

"Did your family accept you?"

"I don't know I never told anyone I was too scared. It was a different time back then before it got better or internet support. There were no Gay pride parades even now at forty living in NYC, a place filled with cultural and sexuality differences. I am still living in that small-town mindset. I can't tell anyone. I can't even tell the woman who I am madly in love with who I know is so accepting of people. Because I am still afraid that even with an open mind as beautiful as Olivia's, I am afraid she'll reject me."

"Savannah, I know this feels like the end of the world right now, it's not I am right by your side. I will support you; you can stay with me. Will get through this together."

"Thank you, Miss. Amanda. Thank you so much. I think you should tell this Olivia lady how you feel. Even with my parent's rejection, I feel such a weight off my chest; I feel as if I can finally breathe."

"Amanda, maybe you should listen to Savannah, she seems like a brave young lady, and I love women who are strong in body, mind, and spirit. You have a very sexy strong body, and I know your mind is sharp, so if you get some balls Amanda and tell me how you feel face to face, I think we might be able to make a beautiful connection, of our minds, souls and our bodies." Olivia's voice completely freezes every sense, emotion and body function inside of me. I can't speak, think, move or even breathe.

Did she just hear me confess my deepest feelings for her?

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