#more like cindy cries

[gtsdreamer2]

"Mmmph. Yes. That's it. Umph! I can feel it pouring into me!" You hugged the lamp tightly to yourself, hidden under your shirt and nestled between your petite breasts, bucking against the air as you laid in bed. Having the warmth of the lamp contained with nowhere else to go, your body seemed to absorb its energy quicker than your mother had. The heat was almost unbearable, but you knew that you needed to hurry. Your brother's girlfriend would be here soon to steal away this treasure that was suddenly thrusted apon you. After seeing how large your mother had grown simply from this morning at breakfast to only a few hours later, you were hoping that you could at least gain a few inches before then.

Aa your body adjusted to the heat, your arousal levels began to spike. You could feel your body expanding and becoming more sensitive. The lamp's energy being concentrated around your breasts was causing them to swell more quickly than the rest of you which elicited a coo from your plumping lips. You felt them growing bigger and bigger as they began to envelop the lamp, which was quickly running out of room under your shirt. You felt your feet sliding further down the bed and figured you must be close to the six foot tall mark by now.

"This feels so good!" You cried as you bit your blanket to try and stifle your moans and whimpers. Sweat poured off your body, but the heat only felt like a gentle, loving caress at this point. Just as you were starting to get lost in the throes of ecstacy, a knock at the door forced you back to reality. "Shit. She might wake mom."

Quickly you withdrew the lamp from its prison and put it on your nightstand. All your clothing was sopping wet from sweat and desire as you got up. Stretched beyond its limits, your pants tore at the seams, as did the sleeves of your shirt. Your midriff was exposed and glistening with sweat as your now massive and surprisingly perky tits tented your top. As you exited your room and made for the door, you were suddenly overtaken by your mother, who's stride greatly outpaced yours.

"Don't worry, sweetie, mommy's got it." As she opened the door, you were surprised that it wasn't Katy, but instead a delivery man for Doordash. "Finally. I'm famished." Your mom said, hungrily. Being in the presence of your eight foot tall mom, the poor man was immediately captivated by her overwhelming pheromones. "Come on. We're going to enjoy this in my room." Cindy beckoned the delivery driver and he shambled behind her, caught in a trance while carrying enough food to feed three people.

'Well that was weird' you thought to yourself, watching the whole scene play out until the door to your mom's room was shut. Just as you thought you might have more alone time with the lamp before Katy arrived, there was a second knock on the door. Before even waiting for an answer, your brother's girlfriend let herself in. She was immediately thrown off by the size of her boyfriend's "little" sister.

"Woah, Des, you're massive. What the fuck happened to you?? I mean, don't get me wrong, you look gorgeous, like seriously, super amazingly scrumptious, but your clothes are all torn because you're just...bigger." She was practically drooling as she took in all of your new stature. "Your tits grew. And your muscles grew. And you're like six foot two or something. I'm seriously jealous."

You were suddenly aware of the effect you were having on this woman in front of you. It seemed similar to the way the delivery guy had just reacted to your mom, although not as strong...yet. You began to form a devilish plan as a smile crept across your face. "You wanna feel these muscles? I'll give you a taste. Come to my room, it'll be fun." She only hesitated for a moment.

"I..um...your brother sent me here to get...something. A present? I forget...um..."

"Oh, don't worry about that. It's in my room! Come on. I'll show you! You replied jubilantly. Grabbing her hand, you pulled her into your den, trying hard to ignore the moans that were escalating from your mother's room.

You pushed Katy gently into your room and closed the door behind her. "Wow," She said, dazed and dosed with an even higher concentration of your phenomenal pheromones. "It's smells so good in here. So sweet and feminine. Nothing like your brother's room. It's nice." She took the liberty of sitting on your bed while you closed the vent above your door, which you had no trouble reaching. When you turned around, Katy was staring at the lamp, still aglow beside your bed. "Hey, this is really pretty. It's totally my aesthetic."

"Ya! Isn't it cool! That's your present! I'm borrowing it right now though." You hopped into bed between Katy and the lamp and rested yourself against the headboard before grabbing it to give her a better look. As soon as it touched your hands, the familiar warmth began to spread through you. You couldn't help but let out an audible coo."

"What was that?" Katy asked quizzically, reaching for the lamp instinctively before you pulled it further out of her reach.

"It just feels really good...and it's turning me on.", you confessed, embarrassed about how honest you were being with what the lamp was making you feel. You spread your legs, revealing the split seam of your pants and a pair of strained and soaked pink panties beneath it. "I need you to...um...help me. You rubbed the soft wet spot between your legs enticingly and Katy began to drool subconsciously. She was easily being overwhelmed by your pheromones in this confined space.

"I...um....what?" She said absent-mindedly as saliva began to pool in her mouth.

"Here. Like this." You pressed the lamp to your chest with one hand while you grabbed the back of her head with your free one. With ease, you forced her head between your legs and she automatically stuck out her tongue and began to eagerly lick you over your panties, completely unaware of what she was doing. She was yours now.

"Mmph mmph mmph." Your brother's girlfriend made rhythmic whimpers between laps of her tongue as you grew more and more aroused, the warmth of the lamp still pouring into you. 'This is my own personal heaven.' You thought to yourself, your panties growing tighter as the seam in your pants split further and further with each pulse of energy.

"You know...umph..I know you're my brother's girlfriend and all, but...(holy shit I'm getting so big) you're so good at this. I might just have to steal you and make you mine." You let the lamp rest between your massive tits which had no trouble gripping onto it unassisted as you reached down and grabbed two fistfuls of Katy's hair to both pet her and force her harder against your sopping panties. Looking down on her, you suddenly realized that she was packing more ass into her jeans than she was when you ushered her into your lair. 'This girl is leaching size off of me!' You thought to yourself. You could feel yourself still growing, but you were also now aware that the warmth of the lamp was being fed to her through you. 'This is so hot.' You bucked your hips harder against her as your jeans and panties snapped off. Katy peeled the remnants away and continued her work, now unobstructed.

As Katy grew, she was slowly starting to shake off the pheromone fog caused by her boyfriend's gargantuan little sister.

'What the fuck am I doing?' Was her first thought as she was tongue deep in Destiny's snatch. Her second thought was 'why was she enjoying it so much?' Her third thought was 'why was the bed so small?' Quickly coming to the conclusion that her boyfriend's sister was causing this and that she wanted more, she continued to indulge her temporary lover. No longer bound by Destiny's pheromones, Katy began to get more aggressive with her movements. She gripped Destiny's hips with force and tried to maximize her skin-to skin contact by laying her arms against her larger partner's thighs.

"Fuck, who taught you to eat like that?" Desiny moaned, crying out in sudden ecstacy. Unable to hold back, she finally let go and succumbed to her first orgasm of the evening. The heat of her arousal peaking only added to the lamp's power, forcing a sudden growth spurt out of her and causing destiny to crest the ten foot mark. "Fuck!" She cried out, gripping Katy's head and adding a second climax.

"Who taught me that? What, like your brother has been my only lover?" Hearing Katy's voice snapped you out of your euphoria only briefly. How had she broken your spell? You felt her grip on your hips change as she pulled herself up to get on top of you. She was still clearly some feet shorter than you as she maneuvered herself swiftly face to face with you. Lowering her weight, she was suddenly sandwitching the lamp between your ample chests as she pressed her lips to yours. A small whimpered moan of surprise escaping your lips. "Let me show you what else I know." Sharing the lamp between you and tasting your own arousal on your tongue immediately relit the fires between your legs and ignited another session of passion.

Your first thought pulling up to your house after a long day of work was that Katy must have been late to pick up her gift if her car was still out front. Your second thought was curiosity about the extra car that belonged to the delivery driver trapped (unbeknownst to you) in your mother's clutches. As you opened up the front door to your house, you were greeted by a half naked delivery driver making a mad dash past you to his car. He sped off, not even bothering to collect the money for his deliver. As you turned back towards the inside of your house, your eight foot tall mother exited her room, covered in nothing but a bed sheet. "I wasn't done with him." She pouted.

"What's all that noise?" Your sister said groggily, squeezing her twelve foot tall frame out of her doorway. She had to crouch next to your mom as to not dent the ceiling.

"Oh fuck. Des, what happened? You were supposed to give that to Katy, not use it!"

"Oh, I gave it to her alright, she said sardonically as a ten foot tall Katy followed your sister out of the bedroom. Seeing your twelve foot tall sister, your ten foot tall girlfriend, and your eight foot tall mother was too much for you to bare. You fainted at the sight, and the gaggle of girls giggled about what to do with you next.

#gts #giantess #size kink #sizetumblr #growth #minigiantess #g/t #g/t writing #sequel #macro

[faghubby]

WHAT A SLUT

I LOVED HOW THIS STORY STARTS. I HAVE WRITTEN SEVERAL VERSIONS OF THE REST OF THE STORY. I FIND THEM ALL EXCITING BUT I THOUGHT I WOULD LEAVE IT AND LET ALL OF YOU WRITE YOUR OWN VERSIONS OF WHAT HAPPENS NEXT.

Feel free to change it even maybe Paul joins in, or gets mad and storms out. Maybe he just likes to watch but not eat? Let's see what you all got!

I rushed home to surprise Cindy. It was our third anniversary and I wanted to make it special. I was disappointed when i saw her car in the driveway. Well it might not be a surprise but that wouldn't ruin it. I rushed inside a bouquet of flowers in my hand. As I opened the door I got a shock. There was Cindy naked bent over the couch as this big black man stuffed his cock into her from behind as she sucked my neighbors cock as he laid on the couch. A third man, one of her coworkers was recording scene. They where all naked.

"Cindy!" I cried out my voice cracking as I did. She tried to look up but my neighbor held her head until he pumped his load down her throat. She didn't spill a drop. The large black man finished as well pulling out he smacked her ass. The three men without a word got dressed.

"These for me, so sweet" Cindy cooed kissing me. I could taste my neighbor on her lips.

"Cindy" I wimpered

"I know baby, I promised I wouldn't cheat on you again. But I just get so horny." Cindy explained. They all came inside me, do you want to add yours?" I started to cry.

"Paul, oh I am so sorry" she said pulling to the couch my head resting on her lap as she ran her hand thru my hair.

"I was planning on being done before you got home, why are you home early?" Cindy asked

"It's our anniversary" I wimpered.

"I know that's why I wanted to be satisfied before tonight. I know you try but you just too small and quick" Cindy told me. "But I love you so much" she told me. I opened my eyes to see cum leaking from her red swollen pussy. This wasn't the first time she cheated on me. She had been cheating since we met. There where times at least I thought that she was faithful. She had cheated on me on our wedding day. With my step brother. Everyone knew even my parents.

Cindy giggled. "What are you looking at?" She spread her legs a little further. She slid her finger inside her pussy and then licked it clean. She slid her finger in again and ran it over my lips.

"Does it smell good" she teased. "You can taste it if you like" I looked up at her surprised.

"No judgement from me" she told me cupping my face. I looked back at the cum now pooling on the couch. I leaned in closer as I did Cindy pulled my head in smashing my face into her.

"Yes lick me clean" she moaned before I even started. There was so much my mouth was full I had to swallow in seconds.

"My God I love being your slut" she moaned as she came. Forcing even more of the mixed juices out making me swallow again. She had cum in under 2 minutes I had never made her cipum like that. She practically tore my clothes off. I got on top and slid into her. Well I think I did. All I felt was her wet warmth. I slipped out and came all over her pussy. She pushed my head down I licked my own cum up off of her. She went wild. I spent 15 minutes sucking and licking until she came yet again.

As we both laid there in each other's arms we both knew this would be repeated many more times.

"So do we have dinner reservations or our you full?" Cindy laughed.

[thesmokingguns]

Make it Hurt

Minors DNI 18+

Nikki locked the door, pausing in the entryway to hear any sounds to see if you were awake. When he was greeted with silence he sighed, licking off his boots and trying to keep his disappointment in check. He could use one of your hugs right now. The way you’d throw yourself at him, saying his name with that shrill of excitement that never seemed fake. But he was the one who was late.

A flight from New York that had been delayed because of a snow storm. Originally you had planned to meet him at LAX after a week and a half apart, you were excited to be reunited but when he called you from the pay phone to say that he wouldn’t be home until maybe tomorrow you had agreed to stay home. Nikki didn’t know that you had cried when he hung up, touch starved and desperate to be with him. It wasn’t just him that could use a hug.

As a kindergarten teacher you didn't share the same exciting rockstar life as your boyfriend did but that didn’t mean you didn’t have your share of drama. Where his was splashed on the cover of Cream magazine yours showed up in different ways. The mom at drop off reminding you again that her son was special and needed the extra attention when in reality he needed more at home support to help him catch up or Cindy who opened her lunchbox and closed if just as fast when she realized that it wasn’t full. You had given her your sandwich and reminded yourself to start packing extras. There was Kevin witb the chipped front tooth that you had thought happened from an accident but after meeting his parents at Tuesday’s meet the teacher night you had called in the school social worker realizing it was not.

Nikki had been stressed about the album, mixing a record and you had been stressed about how parents could forget about their kids.

He climbed the stairs, pushing open the bedroom door, where he saw you laying on top of the sheets. Still in a pair of dark denim jeans and a button down plaid shirt, he knew you must have spent your Saturday at the school working on your classroom for the week. He admired your dedication for your job but he also worried that carrying the lives of so many children around was breaking your heart. You were a damn good teacher, loved your kids but he worried That you loved them more than you should, cared about them and Carried them around so it was too heavy for you.

Seeing you now, passed out from exhaustion in the clothes you had worn all day made Nikki feel like he needed to have you take a break before you got hurt.

He made his way over to you, hands going to the buttons of your jeans and tugging the buttons through holes. You muttered sleepily, turning slightly as he moved with you, tugging your jeans down. Your eyes flashing open as you felt his hands on your feet tugging them off.

“Nikki.” He couldn’t help but smile as you said his name, tossing your jeans towards the hamper as he laid on you, loving how your arms reached for him to pull him into you.

He had needed this.

The way your lips pressed against his in a deep, long kiss, arms and legs wrapping around him as he let himself bask in your presence. This was what it was like to be loved and wanted. The way you clung to him, not letting him go as he pressed you into the bed, both of you seeming to be in sync as you thought more.

“I’m here.” He was stroking your face as you tugged his t-shirt over his head, silver chains rattling as they fell back against his chest, “No need to rush, angel. I’m not going anywhere.” But your eyes were raising up, meeting his in a frenzied want.

“I just need you to be closer. I just need all of you, now.” The soft desperation in your voice had him groaning, moving with you as he slid the buttons through holes and pushed your shirt apart.

His hands skimmed your stomach, up your breasts and down as they pulled the nylon of your bra down. Hands cupping and mouth lowering to kiss the skin. He wanted to ravish you, make love to you until the pair of you were so tangled and lost in each other that where one of you began and the other ended was so confusing That you two were just considered one being.

Your shoulders shrugged, the shirt and bra coming off as your hands moved to his head, fingers tangling with the dyed black hair as you fisted the locks, watching the way he looked up, eyes on yours as he playfully nipped at the bar in your belly.

“Tell me what you want.” He expected you to push his head down as he teased, maybe to see the soft blush of your cheeks as you asked him to make love to you but that was not what Nikki got.

“I want you to fuck me until the only part of me that hurts is the spot between my legs.” He froze at this, pushing himself up to search your eyes for an explanation but you weren’t looking for an argument, you wanted results, “please, Nikki. It’s been so hard here and I just need to not have to think of anything. Just take away the thoughts, please.” The desperation and begging, giving him a job only he could do fueled Nikki.

You needed him and he needed you.

Maybe he should have talked to you more, found a solution to the ache and stress but he was sliding your panties off, fisting his cock as he guided it towards you. He wasn’t moving as quick as you wanted and you reassured him by sliding forward, hips twisting so he was flat on his back and you were on top of him, pushing him girth inside of you with a push of your hips.

His mouth opened,Hands going to your sides as he watched you, hands on his stomach as you adjusted your thighs on each side of his torso and rolled yourself. Usually you took your time and let Nikki help you and guide you but tonight you were too desperate fo wait. Upu we’re riding him, Hard and fast, pussy squelching as he watched you with fascination. It was like you were possessed. Trying to lose all the stress and pain of the week on top of his cock.

“Angel, slow down or I’m not going to last.” He was wanting you but your hair was thrown back, fingers twisting with the locks as you bounced. Nikki grinding his teeth as he swiped his thumb over your clit. There was no way you were going to slow down for him if you were in this mood.

He could feel your pussy, already squeezing as you bounced and rode him. You needed to cum to, have that blackout feeling. Nikki rolled, surprising you as you hit the mattress. He pressed your legs up and apart, bending you like a pretzels as he went so deep you saw stars, fucking you how you desiered to be fucked.

“Please.” You were so close and he knew you would explode. The sweat was as coming down his neck as he held your waist, fucking you, balls slapping at your ass as you laid splayed onthe bed for him.

“That’s my girl. Cum for me.” You nodded, reaching to pull his lips against yours, kissing him as you exploded, body warming and contracting as you arched up and into his arms, letting Nikki hold you as you came. His cum mixing with yours as he laid the pair of you down, the sheets around you as you’d both gasped for needed breath.

Your eyes on his as you tucked a piece of hair behind his ear, smiling as he held your open thigh over his, reaching patterns on the skin as he sucked in the cool night air.

“I’ve missed you.” You admitted, smiling as he kissed your shoulder blade.

“I missed you too, Angel. But I’m here now and I’m ready to make up for lost time.”

#nikki sixx #nikki sixx fan fiction #nikki sixx x reader #nikki sixx smut #nikki sixx fanfiction #motley crue #nikki sixx imagine #mötley crüe #nikki sixx fan fic

[thestarfishinjootsoffice]

hello there I've got a fluff request because i don't fell like making myself sad today (yay) anyways can i request Stu x Billy x child reader (platonic for obvious reasons). Okay so Stu and Billy kill one of their classmate (as a student should) and then they find the classmate's little sister/brother. Naturally they where gonna kill the sibling but they just ended up feeling bad for the child and they adopt the sibling :D

This is such a cute idea, I had this idea on one of my slashers finding child reader but I thought it was too unrealistic so I scratched it but I like this!

I realised I made it too short

(Reader is gender neutral hope you don't mind and about 5-7)

Billy and Stu x Child! Reader

"Who is this?" A deep raspy voice called out through the house phone.

"Who are you?" Your sister replied.

"First tell me who are you."

"Uh, cindy, who are you?"

"......."

"Do you like scary movies?"

______

You were upstairs drawing. Your sister was always out or away from you which made you alone most of the time, you don't know about your parents since you were about 2-3 which probably messed up your elder sister, she used to be very attentive but when it was around your 5th birthday she became distant. luckily she always left you food and things to entertain yourself with but you just wished you could have someone here with you.

Slowly drifting away a sudden scream awoke you from your almost slumber. Curiosity and thinking about the safety of your sister taking over you, you quietly walk downstairs and see your sister crying with an old house phone in her hand and her boyfriend in your backyard brutally beaten up. You started crying when a black robed man with a ghostly screaming face mask sliced your sister's boyfriend and just when you yelled for your sister to come to you another ghostface came up behind her and stabbed her in the back.

"RUN Y/N!" she heavily cried out.

Crying and panicking you ran to your room, you don't know why you just did. It was already too late anyways they were inside your room.

They looked at you. You were curled up in a ball with tears streaming down your chubby/thin face. You weren't even screaming or wailing you were just sniffling and pouting keeping your mouth letting out any sound. This for some reason made their heart break and when they looked around your room all they saw were pictures of you and your sister. No sign parents at all. This made them even more sympathetic as both their parents are mostly absent as well.

The shorter one slowly walked towards you and lifted its hand, out of instinct you covered your face and closed your eyes but then you felt a hand petting your head and you felt your body being raised off the ground. You were cradled in the arms of a ghostface and the taller one pinching your cheek lightly.

"can we keep them?"

"......."

"how do we look after a child?"

"we'll just figure it out!"

The shorter ghostface was about to decline (he was just in denial that he actually wanted a kid) when you hugged into his arm and let out a little soft whine. And then he started thinking. 'what if you go to an orphanage and the kids there mistreat you? Or worse you get adopted by an abusive family that will take advantage of your cute innocent self!' now he had to really take you in.

You heard some discussion about taking you in before drifting off to sleep. There are two ways they can 'adopt' you. Legally be your guardian or basically kidnapping you.

Let's say the first one because I have no idea how adopting works.

The first few days and weeks were awesome. You got everything you wanted, you were always sitting in the cart while stu ran around the store and Billy actually picking out groceries but also joining in the fun. You three may or may not have been kicked out a few times. They were extremely attentive except for when they have to go to school and you did too but after the school hours you were having continous sleep overs and hang outs and you were either in Billy's or stu's house. You have bullies? Now you don't they'll never speak to you ever again. Some immature grown ass person messed hurt you? They're seen hung upside down with a body bag on a tree.

Being with them means getting used to horror movies, if you already like them then bam you have their hearts on your hands and if you don't then you still have their hearts on your hands. A day is never dull with them. And just wait until Tatum and Sidney sees you. You don't have two but four parents! They may be high-schoolers but they do have a soft spot for a cute little child like you. Your days are now the most chaotic and fun there will be, your life's amazing and you wouldn't trade it for the world.

#billy x y/n #billy loomis x reader #stu matcher x reader #stu macher #ghostface x reader #ghostface #x child reader #platonic #slasher x reader #scream #scream 1996 #billy loomis #billy loomis x you #billy loomis x y/n #stu matcher fluff #sidney prescott #tatum riley

[harrysfinelinevol1]

wembley insta blurb

harry styles x reader

summary: you are harry's girlfriend and also his tour photographer for his europe leg.

cindy kimberly

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yourinstagram trying to remain calm but it's wembley tonight

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yourbff you are a VISION

↳ yourinstagram stop it girlie

harryfan10 i cannot wait for the photos from tonight

harryfan2 feed us good content plz bestie

harry_lambert i see you stole my pyjamas smh

↳ yourinstagram AHAHAHA LAMBYYY

harrystyles miss you ❤️

↳ yourinstagram you're sitting next to me 😐

↳ harryfan09 theyre too cute

yourinstagram posted on their story

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harrysflorals y/n l/n spotted at wembley tonight! she was standing in kitchen taking photos of harry

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harryfan9 shes actually stunning harry is so lucky

harryfan8 guys i met her!!!!

↳ harryfan20 omg what was she like?!!

↳ harryfan8 she was so nice!! she was so proud of harry as well, when he cried she was literally sobbing lol

↳ harryfan2 no stop thats adorable

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yourusername wembley you were incredible.

this is mr harry styles, photographed by me

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harryfan12 the last photo, are you trying to kill me!?

harryfan10 what a night to capture. thank you

pillowpersonpp these make me smile

harrystyles thank you for capturing the most incredible moments in my life. i love you

↳ yourusername you are everything to me. i love you more

↳ harrystyles not possible

↳ harryfan3 brb sleeping on the highway tonight

harrystyles

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harrystyles my sunflower 🌻

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harryfan9 THE HOTTEST COUPLE

harryfan12 this is so sweet wtf

harryfan7 he loves her so much its actually the cutest thing

yourusername my muse 🎤

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this is cute, i like it. enjoy this quick little blurb while i suffer through the pain of writers block. creativity seems to have escaped me at the moment but ill get back on top of it soon

sloane xx

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[wenwenbittercake]

Chapter 2: Guilty🍒

✨(TW: Kidnapping, Suicide, mention of SA) ✨

An irritating white light woke you up from your slumber. The first thing you feel is soft. You feel like lying on multiple cushions. You lazily open your eyes, adjusting to the light, trying to get a grip of what’s going on. The last thing you remember was you walking back home. Your limbs feel heavy and your entire body feel sore like you have been throw all over the wall. You groans as you slowly get up then you felt it, your entire body is in some sort of restrain that is connected to the ceiling. The 3 walls and the floor is cover in cushions seemly to protect you. You look in front of you into the black void. You can’t make out what’s beyond the darkness but you sense that someone is definitely there. Something sinister.

“Did you have your beauty sleep?” a voice of a man emerges from the dark.

You instinctively back away from the dark, shifting back until the hit the soft cushion wall. The owner of the voice emerge from the dark and your stomach drops.

“N-Norman?”

“You remember my name. Good. There’s no need for introductions then.” His blurry white eyes stare off to the distance

You wish he could see the fear in your eyes and feel an ounce of mercy for what ever he is about to do next.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t kill her.” You try to sound strong, but your quivering voice didn’t convince him enough.

“No, you didn’t, but you could have prevented it.” His face shows no expression, but you can see annoyance and anger in his tone.

He was right, you should have just tell the truth to the judge. You should have refused that money Alice parents offered. You should have just called the cab no matter how Cindy scream or cried. You have no rights to talk right now, but you didn’t kill Evelyn.

“I-I understand, she killed her and you wanted her to pay. I get it.” You try to reason with him but all hopes are dragged down with his next words.

“You understand nothing. Only a parent knows the bond between a father and his child. Cindy, she should have gone to prison but rich girls don’t go to jail.” What he said is right. In a society like this, rich people like Cindy can do what ever they want and get away with it. You get it but why should you pay for the mess Cindy did?

“Why did I get kidnap, why not Cindy?”

“Cindy is dead.” The silence after those three words is enough to show how you feel. You can’t believe it, that’s why you didn’t see a sight of her during these past days. Did he kill her?

“She hanged herself a few days after the trail. It seems she couldn’t handle the guilt.”

This isn’t right, Cindy isn’t the type of person to kill herself. Yes, what she did was horrible, but you know Cindy. She doesn’t feel sorry enough for anything to kill herself.

“You may not be behind the steering wheel but you are as guilty as one and you know that.” You sob uncontrollably, fearing for the worst. Will he torture me for Cindy’s sins? Will death be more merciful than what’s about to come?

“You took my child, it’s only fair if you give me a new one.” Norman said as he approached you from the dark.

His face is now clearly shown under the white light. Half of his face is covered in scars. He sat in front of you, staring directly at you as if he’s looking straight into your soul.

“No, NO you can’t please. You can’t do this. I’ve never- “

“I am not a rapist; I won’t violate you.” His voice is stern but hoarse.

“I will free you to go back to your live after 9 months after you give me a child. I am a patient man, I will wait until you accept these terms. Until then, you will stay in this basement.”

He stood up and left but before he disappear from your vision he said, “You’re young, strong, you will breed well.”

You are hit with realization, fulling understanding the weight of the matter. You can’t, you won’t. You don’t want to have a child with a monster.

“Noooooo.”

You screams in the dark cellar, the cry and pleads for help dies down in to the dark. You need to get out. You Must get out.

(Thank you so much for reading this monstrosity and yes I will post further chapters depending on how my previous works do. Make sure to drop a like if u like this post and my apologies if there's any grammar errors. Here's chapter 1🍒✨🍒✨🍒✨🍒✨🍒✨🍒✨🍒

#norman nordstrom x reader #daddy issues #i like older men #oldermen #stephen lang #need help

[vs-redemption]

Hiiii Cindy Baby!!! Hope you are doing amazing and keeping up with your usual and inspiring hard work! Just saw your little event! And I just couldn't resist it! Hope you don't mind me joining in! Can I request Kuroo or Jean headcanons as father's? Choice is yours to make! Elaborate on the one that inspires you the most! 😘😘😘😘 And thanks in advance!! Love you lots!

Father's Day Headcanons: Tetsuro Kuroo & Jean Kirstein

Kuroo

Kuroo LOVES being a dad and honestly feels the joy of fatherhood each and every day.

He's really comfortable around babies and never seems to falter or stress when his kid is upset or irritable.

He will not lose his grin as he scoops up his screaming baby and casually says "Hungry? Let's get you a bottle, huh?" or "Oh! Someone needs a diaper change, don't worry dada will fix you right up."

Kuroo isn't a morning person, but he still cherishes each and every time his kid leaps into your shared bed at the crack of dawn to wake you both up.

He is obsessed with doing domestic family stuff like throwing birthday parties, packing everyone up and going to the nearest playground for an hour, and going on family trips to Disney or for camping.

He tells Dad Jokes unironically. (He thinks he's hilarious)

Kuroo is easy to please on Father's day. If he gets breakfast and a corny hard, he's happy.

If his kid does anything beyond that to make it a special day, Kuroo will definitely get emotional.

Jean

Jean loves the idea of having a family, but once he has a kid he freaks out a little because domestic bliss isn't as picture perfect as he imagined.

That's not to say he isn't happy (he cried so hard the first time he held his kid) but it takes him a long time to adjust to the reality of having a child.

He has SO much anxiety when his kid is crying and he doesn't know how to fix it.

Jean always thought he'd be a good dad but now he's starting to question himself and he gets really down on himself.

Eventually, Jean does chill out, but the awkwardness never really goes away (especially if his kid is a girl). Each phase of life presents new challenges and Jean navigates them clumsily but he does his best.

It's honestly adorable how hard he tries to be a perfect dad.

He needs a lot of guidance, or at least he thinks he does.

Jean interacts with his kids more relaxed and genuinely once they're older (which is actually pretty nice for you).

He gets very uncomfortable when his kid approaches him to ask for help but he always ends up giving such honest and true advice.

He doesn't sugarcoat things or tell them what they want to hear, and at first this worries you, but his honesty actually fosters a closer relationship between him and his kid than he ever had when they were little.

Similarly, Father's Day becomes a more enjoyable holiday for Jean as the years go by. At first, he still feels like a bumbling idiot and isn't sure he deserves to be celebrated.

Once he starts to feel more comfortable in his fatherly role though, the holiday holds more meaning and he truly starts to enjoy the attention and gifts he gets on that day.

#mer💖 #best moot squad #Tetsuro Kuroo #Jean Kirstein #Tetsuro Kuroo Headcanons #Jean Kirstein Headcanons #Kuroo Headcanons #Jean Headcanons #Haikyuu Headcanons #AOT Headcanons #SNK Headcanons #Tetsuro Kuroo x Reader #Jean Kirstein x Reader

[gothicswiftv]

Emery’s 2022 SK8 Fanfiction Wrapped

(Really just Renga fanfics if I’m being honest)

These are some stories I’ve read since joining the fandom, so August 2022 - December 2022

Also, they’re all rated G or T but please be mindful of the tags (mostly for violence)

💠 FIVE FAVORITE FICS

A Moment to Be Real by MissLightBright

some kind of fairytale by arahir

Every Week and Counting by SKayLanphear

My house is a mess (so why don’t you clean it for me) by infinitelink

Yearning for the Freedom of Birds by LaurelNymph

minor spoilers ahead (in my Notes)

💠 FICS I KEEP COMING BACK TO

reki and langa are just friends (maybe) by zukushou

Ring ‘em Up | The One with the School Festival Trope and We’re Throwing These Rules Out The Window by LaurelNymph

Sunset | Cried Wolf | and Just a slime by Sleepwich

SNOW White and Going Once, Going Twice… by EnthusiasticCynicist

he was a skater boy, he said — no, you know what, no, we’re not calling it that by arahir

love signs, baby by discountscoobyart

I Don’t Dance (I Know You Can) by soupthatistoohot

The Dance by Undercoverqueer

The blue flowers up my throat. by zj3bson

💠 FICS THAT SURPRISED ME

The Tethering of Us by MissLightBright

Notes: I was wary going in, I really didn’t think I’d like a story that was a rewrite from canon without containing fantasy elements or something. I guess reading the description, I thought Reki and Langa wouldn’t spend enough time together (like I thought Langa would always be busy) but I was wrong and I was hooked 💗 🙌🏼 I binged this in a day and a half.

Skaters and Rulers by KurapikasScarletEyes

Notes: It was a short story that left me wanting MOAR 😭 the suspense of the sword fight/attack, and Reki and Langa’s interaction was so nice 💗💗💗 applause

Craving motion by livingonyoghurtandspite

Notes: Reki’s reaction was a unique take, fresh (even given the angst) and it left me wishing the best for Renga

Careful What You Wish For by Larisss

Notes: I thought this would be a silly goofy haha funny fic but what it did for Reki I just 💗🥹

💠 FICS THAT MADE ME CRY

If I Only Could (Make a Deal with God) by MissLightBright

Notes: THE 📃✍️ ✉️ MAN. THE 📃✍️✉️ GET ME EVRRY TIME. AND LANGA SUFFERING TOO I- *sobs*

Please Breathe by NevaraRaven

Notes: Langa was so scared T-T and just.. reading about Oliver’s death will never not make my heart hurt

more hearts than just mine. by brokencomatose

Notes: When Langa had to say goodbye ;_;

(…I’m just now realizing in these fics that made me cry, even ones I didn’t list, I would cry the moment Langa broke)

💠 FICS I WISH I READ THIS YEAR

bunny slopes by buzzcut__season

Notes: I wanted to read this before Christmas, but I read other shorter Christmas themed fics first. And then 2022 Renga Secret Santa stories started coming out and so I started reading those and yeahhh. I’ll still go back to bunny slopes asap

Another Cindereki Story by spottedinfinity (redhoodedwolf)

Notes: Same situation as bunny slopes! I read a bunch of shorter Cindereki fics before I could work my way to this one T^T I’m almost there Cindi!

💠 FAVE FIC FROM FAVE WRITER

A Moment to Be Real by MissLightBright

Notes: I’m not even super into fae stuff?? I think the sweetness + angst of their romance, and just the wonder-like/almost nostalgic feel I got throughout the story made my heart happy. Bro the second half of the fic so far *clutches heart* BRO I CANT BELIEVE THEY- [spoilers] 💘💞💗

💠 NEW FIC FROM (relatively) NEW WRITER

Strangers (to lovers) by Larisss

Notes: This one had me squealing “oooooo~ let’s goooo!!” Plus I love reading fics where Miya shows off how legitimately smart he is

💠 FICS THAT MADE ME LOL

Langa Has Fallen and Can’t Get Up by maddisunshine

Notes: omg this one part had me screaming. Langa: *injures leg* Reki: Ok man I’m gonna poke around, tell me where it hurts … how does this feel? Langa: it feels… Nice? (!!!) Reki: OK MAN

How Miya Played Matchmaker Without Actually Playing Matchmaker by wiseterria

Notes: THAT VINE REFERENCE CAME OUT OF NOWHERE AND HIT ME LIKE A SKATEBOARD TO THE FACE. I WAS CACKLING AT 2 IN THE MORNING EL OH ELLLLLL

your eyes, they never lie by kittenyoongs

Notes: Langa and Reki’s banter omggg enough said

Brain-to-Mouth Filter by theseathemoonandthestars

Notes: “Langa Kyan” 😌 Reki I know you’re freaking out rn but your friend is a riot

just thought you should know by egoisticluv

Notes: JUST,,, THE THOUGHT OF EVERYONE LIKE hey what the heck is up with Langa??? ???I don’t know???? haha

💠 FICS WHERE I CANT WAIT TO SEE HOW THEY END

At the End of This Thread by MissLightBright

Notes: When people put spins on the ‘red string of fate’ trope I get all 👀

A Magical Misunderstanding by banditoheart (eldritchpossum)

Notes: PLEASE UPDATE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LANGA WAS SO SCARY AND COOL IN THE LAST CHAPTER 👁️👁️

Please, I’m Begging You, Check Yes by Sleepy_witch

Notes: High School In The 90s Au?? Mutual pining?? Please… I’m begging you… write more of this (lol see what I did there)

p.s. No pressure to update btw! Just letting you know I REALLY enjoyed what you wrote!

💠 FAVE SCENES

Language Barriers by athellos

Notes: REKI YOURE SO ROMANTIC DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA

I used to hear a simple song That was until you came along - Cindereki by Marvel4Lifebitch

Notes: There was one part where my swiftie heart went HAYWIRE. Also, the fic heavily follows both Disney Cinderella movies, so near the end when it went off on its own thing I was afraid of what would happen and good God poor Reki ;~; and Prince Langa seeing him like that ;;;~;;;

Frostbite by soupthatistoohot

Notes: Chapter 2, Langa and Reki alone in the coffee shop, maaan 💞 that whole scene 💞💞

Don’t let your thoughts win by ScarletRigmor

Notes: THE WAY LANGA WAS SO SCARED WHEN REKI-

#sk8 the infinity #sk8 fanfic #sk8 fanfiction #renga #renga fanfiction #renga fanfics #reki x langa #links #archive of our own #ao3 link #read on ao3 #long post #rambles

[warningsine]

So I started watching the 6th season of OITNB and it does indeed look like an improvement over the mess that was season 5. Phew.

Loving the drama with the OGs having to snitch on each other so that they won't get more time.

Red forgiving Nicky for fucking her over? [cries in a corner]

Have yet to feel bad about Frieda for doing the same though, because you don't see her hurting or feeling remorse. Unlike Nicky, she barely hesitates. Checks out. She's a survivor.

I still love Maria (pretty sure it's because the actress is really good no matter how bad the script gets), but can't blame Gloria for getting revenge. Can't blame Blanca for turning on her either.

What pained me a lot was seeing Cindy implicate Taystee. We had already known that Cindy is selfish and a coward, but this season and her new flashbacks really drive that point home. A really nice touch that she was the one to hug Tasha during her breakdown in front of Piscatella (season 5 finale).

Why is Alex not questioned about the events in the pool though? Does that happen in the background?

Moreover, it's a delight to see the OGs (Flaca, Cindy, Lorna, Daya etc.) interacting now that their cliques are not a thing anymore.

Moving on.

A thing that feels forced to me: Red losing all sense of control when she sees Frieda and thus missing the opportunity to meet her grandchildren for the first time. Like, come on. That only happens to trigger the "SHU is cruel and gives you dementia" ending, because it makes no fucking sense.

Red's s6 characterization is so inconsistent with her s1-s4 counterpart's, who played the long game and did not make such impulsive/hasty decisions.

Not counting s5 Red, because almost every character (except for Tasha, Gloria, Soso and Sophia) was an exaggerated caricature of themselves during season 5.

Another lady whose characterization is off? Lorna's, who thinks that joining a gang is good for her baby. Antidepressants (paroxetine) do have side effects, but do not give you a personality transplant.

"Don't look at me. I'm crazy, but not Florida crazy." Oh, baby.

That's the only reason they kept her there in season 6, because she adds literally nothing to the story.

Now, as for the new characters,

Love the guard who used to be Tasha's friend and Lorna's bunkmate. Hope they both get their own background episodes, because they're the most interesting ones.

Most of the other guards seem pretty bland in comparison--cheap repetitions of previous COs, e.g., Hellman is Humps no. 2.

A good thing that Artesian is back though. She's no Fisher or Wanda, but compared to the rest of the COs... Can't wait to see her PTSD episode.

Why is the show trying to make Dixon, the guard who compared Poussey's murder to breaking a chair and murdered several people and also a girl after he had sex with her because her loved ones "would kill her anyway," goofy and lovable all of a sudden? Isn't the woobification of Tiffany's rapist enough?

I like the "crazy baby killer" (Piper's bunkmate) and want to know what turned her into Medea.

All the new inmate villains (Carol, Barb, Badison & Annalisa) are so cartoonish and over the top. Waiting to see if they'll get any depth, but I'm sensing that the baddies on this show peaked at Vee. Even Piscatella seems more nuanced in comparison.

I'm struggling to see what people saw in Carol... that she's pretty? The older actress is ok, but the younger one's acting is, um, how to put this delicately? Not ideal.

Badison has some funny lines, but she's more of a tryhard high school bully than a compelling antagonist. Waiting to see if that's intentional or not.

Annalisa is so annoying and unnecessary. Could definitely do without her. Glad to know that Lorna attacks her before being moved to Florida honestly.

"Daddy" is so physically unimposing that I find it hard to buy he* is the protector of the block. Androgyny on its own isn't enough. Waiting to see if he'll get some development, because for the time being, it looks like he's Stella no. 2: there to look hot despite the subpar acting and personality of a spoon. But I suppose he's there to trigger Daya's kingpin arc and drug addiction. My point? Missing Boo hours.

*Not sure what pronouns I should use (Annalisa says "he"), because it's not clear to me whether "Daddy" is a trans guy, nonbinary or a cis masc lesbian.

Moving on again.

I found the opening with Suzanne's hallucinations charming yet a bit out of place.

The thing is, S1-S3 were more of a comedy than a drama. S4 was the turning point and the show became more of a drama than a comedy.

Season 5 should have committed to drama, but unfortunately tried to balance the two and stumbled.

Season 6 is another attempt at balancing the two.

Nicky remains funny, but the lines lack the spark and wit of her pre-s5 ones. Maybe that can be explained due to the "We're all in Max now" development, maybe it's due to the new writers interpreting her differently.

Something is missing there for sure and is definitely not the "I'm a player, but suddenly stopped chasing women" bit.

Piper keeps asking for Alex ("a broken record" like Daya says) and then spends her time joking about their wedding. What else is new with these two?

What else indeed. Hm.

Where the hell is Sophia? I know she gets out in the finale, but in the meantime, where is she? We barely saw her in season 5 after 2 interactions with Gloria.

Oh, last but not least, missing Soso and Chang hours.

Not missing Leanne and Angie at all hours. Too bad that they replaced them with equally irritating characters.

#oitnb

[ifonotlnow]

RANKING NO ONE CARES ABOUT: DINOSAURCHESTRA EDITION (don't worry I'm doing damn skippy later)

DISCLAIMER: from now on I'll be rating things slightly differently, so from now on a 5 is equivalent to what was previously a 6.75-6.5

Dinosaurchestra Part One: 5/10

It's good but I don't love it. You get it.

Action Movie Hero Boy: 7/10

I definitely used to like it more, but I don't like it as much any more. The premise is hilarious.

Fine: 6/10

I get why it's so popular, but it's not for me.

Lawnmower: 7.5/10

LAWNMOWER, REV IT UP GOOD NOW

LAWNMOWER, LISTEN TO THE SOUND

LAWNMOWER, REV IT UP TAKE IT ON DOWN

TAKE IT ALL AROUND TOWN

Fuck yeah I love this song also the early version without the piano at the beginning is so weird.

Stuck: 8/10

love this song. poor guy. Also, I've been learning it on piano... if anybody cares 💔

The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny: 5.5/10

overrated

Vow of Silence: 6.75/10

no explanation needed

Neverending Hum: 8.25/10

The instrumental scratches my brain in all the best ways. also, I love Neil's scatting.

Dinosaurchestra Part Two: 5/10

no explanation needed

Your Imaginary Friend: 7.5/10

idk why but in my head this song is a slightly more boring version of never-ending hum. in my head, this song, never-ending hum, and nothing Wirth loving isn't askew are three peas from the same pod.

Archaeopteryx: 6.5/10

ehh

Eyewishes/Bystanding: 7.5/10

Good song, don't love it though. Love the way it opens up.

Indie Cindy & the Lo-Fi Lullabies: 8/10

If you haven't before, I beg of you LISTEN TO THE DEMO. I personally tend to dislike early and demo versions of songs but I LOVE the demo. I'd say I like it an equal amount as I do this song, and I think it's an interesting take on the song. It has a completely different mood despite having the same lyrics.

Nothing Worth Loving Isn’t Askew: 6.5/10

Good song, though I want to pinot out how hilarious to me it is the way the second verse gets wayyy more extreme. I mean, talk about zero to 100. For reference, the first verse starts with "you are red and blue and green / living like a living computer glitch" while the second starts with "gouge both eyes out and you'll see / empty sockets everywhere, self abyss." Jolly good show!

This Hyper World: 9/10

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Good song, I love how during that one part the vocals pan from one ear to the other

Deep in the Ocean: 6/10

It's such a good song and I really want to like it, I just can't.

Dinosaurchestra Part Three: 8.5/10

One of my favorites on the album. Great song, I like that part where he's like "yes, we're all going to DINOSAURCHESTRA DINOSAURCHESTRA DINOSAURCHESTRA"

Also I'm pretty sure I almost cried to this song once.

The Too Much Song: 7/10

I can's top 💔💔💔💔

OVERALL: 8/10

FAVORITE/LEAST FAVORITE TRACKS

This Hyper World, The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

#dinosaurchestra #lemon demon album review #lemon demon #neil cicierega #ines's album review

[ebiemidnightlibrarian]

Tagged by my beloved @raemoriendi, thanks 💜💜

1. Are you named after anyone?

Not that I know of, my parents chose my name for its meaning in Hebrew, it's a variation of "Eloim", which literally means God. I used to not like my name very much, but I've learned to get along with it.

2. When was the last time you cried?

A couple of weeks ago I guess, it was mid an anxiety attack.

3. Do you have kids?

No, but at the moment I plan to have one child in the future, but I don't know, I might change my mind at some point.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

YES, much more than I should actually…

5. What sports do you play/have you played?

I did basketball for a while in middle school, haven't done anything since.

6. What's the first thing you notice about other people?

My psychologist told me I'm an "empath" because I have an ease in understanding how people feel. So I guess is their vibe and their moods.

7. What's your eye colour?

I have a pair of myopic dark browns, depending on the light they're a bit cinnamon-like

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

I'm not the biggest fan of happy endings, I'm a fan of tragic endings lol so I think that puts me in the pan of horror movies, I particularly love them.

9. Any special talents?

I really don't know lol, I think maybe whistling, being able to identify a bass/baritone/tenor/countertenor voice just listening to it once and I think an eidetic memory…? I don't know if these things really count lol

10. Where were you born?

I was born in northeastern Brazil in a state called Pernambuco, and I am an advocate that it is the best state in the country ;)

11. What are your hobbies?

Writing fictional works (endless wips :,D), organizing lists of various types, making playlists with a very specific vibe, reading, being dragged into binge watching a whole show that i've just started, obsessing over something and only resting after having consumed EVERYTHING I could about.

12. Do you have any pets?

Four dogs that are the light of my life, Luna, Lucy, Branca and Cindy

13. How tall are you?

I'm a 5′5″ unhinged gremlin

14. Favorite subject in school?

I've always been very good at Portuguese (Grammar) and Writing, but Literature, English and Sociology have always been my favorites, it's not surprising I'm going to college to become an English teacher, and to have a Phd in Gothic literature (or Symbolist I'm still deciding)

15. Dream job?

I think I'm already chasing my dream one way or another, I've always liked teaching, but I've always wanted to teach at a college.

If it weren't for the money, I think I would have worked in a bookstore as a full-time librarian, I really loved that job, but the salary was barely enough to pay the rent. I think being a writer, like REALLY a writer, is a dream too… Maybe if I had some talent and didn't have stage fright being an actress might be cool as well lmao

15 mutuals:

non-pressure tags 💜

@chronic-ghost @aflockofbees @everythingbutresolved @girlwiththenegantattoo @apbajs @mysoftboybensolo @littleredwritingcat @womanhoodchronicles @charismat1c-megafauna @scuttle-buttle @purplelupins @spookyconsultingcriminal @ashton-slashton and if you saw this consider yourself tagged 💙

#nice people 💜 #tag games #tagged #thanks for the tag! #ebie talks

[lia-wildfire]

Mina Harker died in her sleep.

       By all evidence, it must have been peaceful; she was lying comfortably with a hand resting on her husband’s arm over her waist and a faint smile on her face, though no amount of apparent contentment could lessen her husband’s distress upon waking up to find her body cold and still.

       His cries woke the children, and quite possibly the neighbors.

     Their son, Quincey, had rushed in first, and quickly turned back to spare his sister Cindy the sight, sending her instead to summon their uncles Art and Jack at once.

       With their father too distressed to speak, and knowing that it would be worse to hear him crying without knowing why, it was Quincey who told Cindy the dreadful news.

     It was their uncles who had to pry poor Jonathan away from his wife, with Arthur taking him to the children, where he was needed more, while John attempted in his usual way to put aside his personal investments to perform a medical examination as if he had not been a close friend of the deceased.

       For his health, he should perhaps have called for a colleague. For his knowledge of Mina’s previous vampiric afflictions, however…

       A tension seemed to go from the room the others had gathered in when he went to report finding no marks of unholy designs, and that she had gone happily and peacefully in her sleep, though Jonathan only wept the more for it.

             A funeral was arranged, officially by Jonathan, but in practice it was Arthur sending the necessary letters, while John went through the Professor’s old journals to find some ways to ensure she could not be preyed upon by evils after her death, and Jonathan held his children like they were a lifeline.

             The two days leading up to the funeral passed in an odd haze for most of those involved.

       Quincey paced and wept and busied himself with things that did nothing to calm him, until Arthur offered that they go and practice with firearms at his estate, and Quincey found some measure of peace with the steel of his namesake’s well-kept revolver. Cindy was possessed with an urge to speak of anything and everything except for her mother’s passing, something which took up her father’s and her Uncle Jack’s time so thoroughly that they had to take her in shifts. (At least it kept Jonathan’s mind off of spiraling.)

      Both of the Harkers had written up their own last wills and testaments long ago, updating them multiple times to be sure of every variable. Mina left everything to her beloved husband and children, and was sure to include a few measures against rising from the dead as though they were simply some last wishes to be buried with specific flowers and things she was fond of.

       A second, secret will detailed what she wished them to do should she return, despite all their efforts against the dreadful Count, and prey upon the living.

       John Seward raised the awkward question of the one sure way to keep someone from becoming a vampire. After some discussion, all present voted that it would be an unnecessary mutilation, as she hadn't shown any signs of vampirism and they were taking every other measure at their disposal.

       A wreath of garlic flowers adorned Mina’s neck and more were scattered over her in the coffin, her hands were placed around a crucifix, and when she was finally closed up and laid in the mausoleum, Jonathan himself placed a branch of wild rose atop the lid.

      None were there to see what developed beneath the lid, as the motion of being carried from the church to the cemetery jostled the crucifix from Mina’s hands, as an attendant whisked away the wild roses, as the garlic flowers wilted away, as a small scar faded into view on her forehead.

           Jonathan may once have said that, without Mina, he would have no reason to go on. That he would follow her anywhere, even into death.

     But, though he found himself in a stupor after his tears ran dry…

     Their son Quincey found him at precise times each morning, noon, and evening, reminding him to wash and dress and eat properly. Though the dear boy was near running himself ragged with busying and fussing over everything else, his concern for his father and sister brought him back to them like clockwork.

      Their daughter Cindy couldn’t detain her Uncle Jack forever and demanded her father through tears to tell her how to map equations on a grid, or to inform her of every detail of estate policy, or to show her how to look after her typewriter, or a dozen other things. (He and Mina still hadn’t wanted her going to her brother for his firearm knowledge until she was older, not after the last time, so he could hardly leave the two of them unattended).

       John and Arthur came for dinner each night for three days after they buried her. Each time, Arthur brought a new record for Mina’s phonograph to play, and required Jonathan’s blessing to lead Cindy or Quincey in a dance. (Disregarding that he had danced with both of them without needing permission many a time, since they were hardly able to stand and entirely too uncoordinated to follow the steps properly.) John took the time while they were distracted to analyze Jonathan in his professional way and engage him in conversation until he was summoned back by the others.

       Though he had to reconsider following his wife deliberately, Jonathan felt something was amiss, finding an ache in his head each time he stood and something feeling off with his heart. He swore that he would partake in no strenuous action going forward, and that he would try to remain spirited for Quincey and Cindy’s sakes, but…

     What if, despite his efforts, the shock of losing his beloved Mina had been too much? What if he joined her regardless?

      Garlic flowers, being soft-stemmed, tended to wilt in the span of a few days.

If anyone were to have pried open Mina’s coffin, they would have found her body shifted to one side, with the dislodged crucifix on the other.

Jonathan’s final gift, the rose branch, had been taken by an attendant to the mausoleum and placed in a small jar of water on the marble shelf where offerings and remembrances were meant to be kept.

     Mina Harker was not in her bed.

     This fact was puzzling.

     The last thing she could recall was her Jonathan, and their bed…

     Something was uncomfortable against her side, so she shifted away from it and tried to sit up.

     Something kept her from sitting up. Her forehead bonked against it, leaving an odd… not quite pain, more of a tingling, directly in the center.

     She removed it, whatever it was, and stood…

     Ah, she had left the lid ajar. She had better set that right before she went on her way.

     Where was Jonathan?

     As she wandered in search of an exit, she found a branch of roses, their petals just barely turning down, but otherwise perfectly lovely.

     Far from distracting her, the flowers only made her think of her darling husband more. She took them. Who could they be for, other than her beloved?

     The air was cool and the sky was dark and clear. One hand lifted the hem of her skirt while the other held onto Jonathan’s rose branch.

     She passed someone with a light. They spoke, making her pause, and she had half a thought towards… something… to do with them…?

     No, she must return to her Jonathan. The roses may wilt if she dallied. She bid a goodnight and continued on.

(Behind her, the night watchman fainted after the apparent ghost of his old schoolteacher.)

     There were things in her way when she arrived, things she couldn’t quite make sense of. (The door was closed… Was she invited to enter? …What a silly thought. This was her home.)

     Jonathan was there. (The sound of him shifting under the covers with a soft sigh, the smell of… something sweet, something warm.)

     Faint pinks and yellows colored the horizon; dawn would come soon. She must return to Jonathan.

     The window of their bedroom was open.

Anyone who watched at that hour may have seen an odd sight: a bat, with a flower clutched in its little feet, darting through a window below the watery pre-dawn sky.

     The very first rays of sunlight painted a faint rosy light over the walls as Mina shed her outermost layers, carefully placed Jonathan’s rose into the pitcher of water on their bedside table, and paused for a moment to look down at her husband.

     His face, normally soft in sleep, held a hint of melancholy, echoed in the way his body curled in on itself and his arms clung onto a pillow. She had seen this many a time, when she was the later one to bed and had left her poor husband to fall asleep without anyone to hold.

     (She could kiss that worry away…)

     Her right hand lifted the covers and moved the pillow, her left hand brushed at Jonathan’s stray hair, soothing the wrinkles in his features.

     Jonathan shifted in his sleep as if to welcome his beloved back into bed as Mina found her place under the blankets easily, as she had done hundreds of times.

     He was wonderfully warm and he smelled like… like her Jonathan.

She could kiss him, she could… take some of that warmth… he wouldn’t mind sharing, surely… but…

     The sun was rising. She was tired.

     She would not let her Jonathan awaken without his arms around his Mina.

     So, lying comfortably, with one hand holding her husband’s arm over her waist and a faint smile lingering on her face, she let that sleepy haze overtake her.

#My writing #My posts #wordcount 1651 #dracula fanfiction #jonathan harker #mina harker #vampire mina harker #jonmina #vampire #vampire fiction #temporary character death #good to rec

[kim-poce]

8. Catnip: The End

Sorry for the long gap.

Previous

Masterlist

CW: tiny whumpee, comfort, happy end.

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Time passed. A long time in which, although many things happened, none of them was bad. Nepeta has a job now, both an in-cluster one; helping to maintain the beehive. And an out-cluster one; drawing plant illustrations on herbology books.

He was mostly used to Cindy now, he actually liked her. He knew for a fact that she wouldn't hurt him. He still, sometimes, feels like she’ll, but she said that it’s okay to take his time to relearn that. 

That place was, he found out, not Cindy’s actual house. She spends a lot of time there, and there is rarely a day where she doesn’t pay a visit, but she lives elsewhere; Calen said it was so they would be more comfortable, and while it felt so ungrateful of him to be relieved that his giant benefactor wasn’t around all the time he still was.

Sometimes when they are having a party day, and everyone is smiling and chattering, flash of his last day with Lix back, while the whole time with her was a blur, he remembered very well the way Cindy yelled at her. It’s odd, at first knowing she could get that angry was frightening, now it feels like he has someone strong to lean on.

“Hello, Nepeta, can you come with me?” Cindy asked, walking inside the room.

He nodded, dropping down his pencil. He didn't need to be talked into calming down at her presence anymore, so even though he was all alone with her he still allowed her to pick him up and walk towards the living room.

“I have good news today,” she said with a smile, and he flinched just a little bit at the sharp teeth in her mouth. 

“n-news?” he asked. “What kind of news?”

They arrived in the living room, so Nepeta waited to be put down on the table where the others were before listening to the news.

“Remember when I tracked down the people who captured you and got them arrested?” she asked, and he nodded uncomfortably, “The other victims were housed elsewhere, and they have been helping us to track down the ones that were sold. I looked for every clue, and I didn’t find any other catnip fairy in their register;”

“Are you sure?” Nepeta asked, his heart was beating fast; he has been worried about his family since he was captured. “Are you sure they didn���t find the others? My my family and and the other they aren’t they didn’t they-”

“They weren’t captured, yes, these guys had well-kept registers, albeit in codes so it took a long time to decipher. They would have noted their capture down. There is one more thing.”

Nepeta shallow hard, “W-what?”

“I have many fairies friends of mine, some of which work with me and the others,” she must have noticed that he was growing nervous so she summed up. “In short, we may have found your family. It was hard since you don’t know where they are but- Hey, hey don’t cry.”

“Come here,” Tinar called, wrapping him into a hug that soon attracted all the other fairies into a big comfy ball.

“Sorry,” Cindy said in a low voice, crouching down near the table, “Sorry I made you cry. We aren’t sure if it’s them yet, but even if they aren’t we’ll find them one day. Don’t cry, please.”

“No, not that” Nepeta cried out, relieved, the others hugged him even closer as he let the tears stream down again, “T-thank you, thank you, I-” was so worried, I- If they were found because of me, if they were captured, if they had died because I- “T-they are are safe.”

“Yes, they are safe,” Cindy nodded and smiled.

“Easy there,” Calen said, drawing circles on Nepeta’s back, “Cindy will look for them, she is very good at it, until then you will be here with us.”

Nepeta nodded, he would go back home, he would see his family and friends again, he could barely wait for it. He wanted to be in peace and be happy with them again, he would also —he felt it— be happy with this new family too, it was the first time in a long while that he was sure he would be happy, that glancing at the future felt bright and happy.

“I-I love you all,” he admitted, sobbing too much to speak right after as everyone said how much they loved him back.

“I think that deserves a picnic,” Cindy smiled, “Let’s go cook ourselves something tasty.”

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Taglist: @kathea, @theadorelocksly, @wolfeyedwitch, @whumpsday, @extemporary-username

#catnip #fairy #tiny whumpee #whump #my writing

[welldonekhushi]

Crazy In Love

"An OC x Modern Warfare story!"

A/N: For anyone wondering what this story could be based on.. keep reading to find out the truth, aaahh I'm blushing like a tomato right now (≧▽≦)

Hope you enjoy this short fic and *cough* their cute, romantic moment *wink wink*

And, special thanks to @sleepyconfusedpotato who drew the scenes! They truly adore ScarSoap like me too, so as a surprise they did it for me. Thank you! >w<

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Scarlet and Soap arrive back from the long mission, the petite girl dropping the bags on the ground, arching her back a little from the exhausting day. Particularly, it was also raining out the window of their room, making a pleasant atmosphere.

"Ah, the mission was rough." Scarlet excercised a little bit to open her locked joints, feeling them open.

Soap gets seated on his bed, sighing in relief. "For sure. I didn't knew how long we could have lasted."

"But the way we felt this mission could have been easy, turned out more intense than usual. The mission would have never ended without their help or else.." Scarlet stopped in between her words.

".. or we could have died on spot, ain't it?" Soap raised an eyebrow, trying to complete her sentence.

"Kinda." Scarlet shrugged. "But, Price was glad we were okay. That old man worries too much."

Soap laughed, and looked at her. "I know, but I'm more glad that you're okay."

Her face relaxed at Soap's calming voice, and eyebrows furrowed as she smiled, walking towards him. "You too.. I thought.. maybe I would have lost you and.. I could have been the one survived."

Soap gently grabs both of her hands. "If it ever happens, remember. I won't leave you, even if death tries to pull me back. No wonder why the shooting star we saw during back our mission was so precious for us both. I only want you to be okay, and nothing I would want more from you."

Scarlet was happy, but she shook her head in distress. "But Soap.. t-this feeling inside. I don't know if, it's normal or.. I'm being anxious. I'm feeling.. different." She started to feel a little nervous. "Different as if, I'm waiting for something. Something to happen, and I can't understand what it could be.."

Soap softens his gaze at Scarlet, and shifts a little futher to her. "Like what?"

"..I.. I don't know.."

Soap didn't do anything but smiled at her asking more questions. "What do you actually feel, when you think about it?"

"Happier.. joyful.. complete?" Scarlet said in confusion.

"Okay." Soap raised his eyebrow. "Then why that doubt?"

"I said, something is missing! You know because, you've been my friend for this long, and.. I'm afraid if I truly admit it it's going to mess up everything what we did and created with love and care—"

"—because we truly liked each other, isn't it? Like unspoken feelings?" Soap stopped her sentence midway, to say his words. "How do you think we were able to make these memories because of.. what?"

Scarlet felt her face reddening, and was growing more nervous, as her voice stuttered. "I—"

"I want an answer. You have to say it, I want to know it too—"

"I just can't!" Scarlet cried. Both of them were silent for a few seconds, staring at each other.

"I can't.. it's.. complicated.." Scarlet shook her head again, in distress. She wasn't able to let anything out, because of the fear of ruining everything they made during the course of their friendship. Maybe it was the friend bonding? Or it quite had grown into.. something else?

Soap doesn't say much, but he was able to understand the feeling Scarlet was experiencing right now. Maybe, he felt it was now the time to do so. He makes her face him, for a direct eye contact.

"Look at me, Scarlet."

I look and stare so deep in your eyes,

I touch on you more and more every time,

When you leave I'm beggin' you not to go,

Call your name two, three times in a row,

She faced him, lifting her head up. Both were suddenly dead silent, and faced each other, their eyes on each other. Like they drowned in them. Him in her brown eyes, and her in his navy blue eyes. They can't believe it was actually happening. The feeling was immaculate, and felt their bodies warm for a quick minute. Their cheeks flushed red and their attention went towards their appearance.

Scarlet kept looking at his eyes and define features, but Soap's main attention was on her—

His eyes went down towards the one thing which would give the solution to her problem, and Scarlet too knew where it was going. She was drowned into the feeling, and now she wanted to feel more of it. Involuntarily, she walks towards the man, now inch closer to each.

Such a funny thing for me to try to explain,

How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame, yeah,

'Cause I know I don't understand,

Just how your love can do what no one else can,

She licked her lips in nervousness, and her eyelids began to close gently, and felt his face grow closer, and closed until she felt a pair of soft lips touching her own. It was sweet, gentle and felt like wine, to be drunk into it forever. No wonder when and where, Scarlet just submitted to the kiss, and allowed Soap to do more of it. Him, who always waited for that moment to come, smirked and caressed her neck with his hand, rubbing his thumb over the skin to let her feel everything.

He soon pushed Scarlet on the bed, continued to kiss her further. They both pulled off for a brief moment for air, and looked at each other lovingly.

There was a slight pause, until Soap whispers in her ear, in his accent which had turned deeper than the last time. "Did ya get your answer?"

Got me lookin' so crazy right now,

Your love's got me lookin' so crazy right now,

Got me lookin' so crazy right now,

Your touch's got me lookin' so crazy right now,

Got me hoping you page me right now,

Your kiss's got me hoping you save me right now,

Lookin' so crazy, your love's got me lookin',

Got me lookin' so crazy in love,

Scarlet couldn't respond with anything, instead she pulls Soap's jacket to kiss her back again, and Soap immediately understood she got her solution to it all.

Soap, who was more glad that she was enjoying it, same as him, continued to kiss her further. Her hands travelled on his back, slowly down to his waist. It was been past three minutes, when they kept on being intimate and letting them feel the love passing through their bodies, something which they kept caged for long, and now they're letting it out.

Scarlet, who was entirely drowned in Soap's kiss, then felt the arriving move from him. No wonder she was about to gain back her ticket to reality when Soap was about to bring his tongue inside, and her eyes open wide, and cried out. Pushing Soap forcefully away from her, as he lands on the other side of the bed beside her, and she gets up instead.

(The music stops right here!)

She cried out loud, in sheer horror. "OH GOD IN HEAVEN, WHAT HAVE I DONE—"

The Lieutenant laughed out loud in pure hysteria. "Oh my god, that.. that was way more intense!"

"CAN YOU EVEN BELIEVE WHAT WE HAVE DONE???!!!" Scarlet looks at him in surprise and speaks in disappointment.

"Uhm.. we just kissed, right?" He replied, raising his eyebrow.

"Arrrrgggghhhh, this isn't.. this isn't helping! We ruined it, we REALLY ruined it!" Scarlet clenched her hair in frustration.

"Hey, hey.." Soap got up from the bed, and made her look at him. " First, you didn't ruin anything. Second, we had to do it anyway. It's pretty obvious of the fact we caught feelings for each and still, we hadn't kissed."

"..we.. had to do it?" Scarlet asked, nervously.

All that Soap could do is to give a nod and shrug, telling it had to be done sometime. Like, they've been best friends since childhood, and now that they've caught feelings, one couldn't even cage them for THAT long.

Scarlet just stays quiet for a brief moment, and stresses her temple, speaks in a joking way. ".. years of a well-going friendship WASTED!"

"I SAID, you didn't waste it. Instead, it was enough to tell how much we love each other. Now, since the tea has been spill, you can't hide back from it now." He smirks, and makes a teasing expression.

"Grrrhhh.." Scarlet blushed like Hell, and buried her head on the mattress.

"Typical shortie, eh? Can't even take the truth. Just say you love me, bastard." Soap laughed like crazy, at Scarlet's expression.

"I'm not sure about it, just give me some time to think and process." Her face was still buried on the mattress.

Soap shrugs. "Fine. Let me know when you do confess ya true feelings for me. Just a reminder, I already did." He got up from his bed, and began to leave the room.

Scarlet pulls her face out from the warm bed, looking at Soap leaving. "Hey, where are you going?"

"Price is waiting for us, in the meeting room. We have to go there before that old man shouts."

".. s-sounds about it. *sniff* I'll join ya shortly." Scarlet said, with her face still burning red.

"Good luck.. Seargant." Soap winks and finally left the room, leaving Scarlet behind in her thoughts. She lets out one final, loud groan on the pillow beside her, thinking of that moment they just had with together. She could still feel that tingle on her lips.

She started to speak to herself. ".. that sneaky bastard. He fricking kissed me, you know? Come on Scarlet, that was just a kiss, isn't it? It can't be a dream. He literally.. loves me. Like, the way he kissed me, tells how much he cares for me. Why would I turn my back on this..? Looks like these days are going to be embarrassing for me." She again grabs her pillow, and lands over the bed, her thoughts still be rambling inside her.

Seems she got crazy in his love, eh?

#cod #call of duty #call of duty fanfic #cod mw #call of duty modern warfare #oc #oc fanfic #original character #cod oc #call of duty oc #samantha scarlet wright #soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #oc x canon #soap x oc #infinity ward #activision

[hexedrosel-arts]

My favorite little brats ＼(≧▽≦)／

And uh- Buggs thoughts under the cut

So my brain is filled with thoughts while I try to work on my fanfic (hi inktart if you read this) so Buggs headcanons and thoughts because he is important to said fic.

So Buggs is just a funky little guy to me. Like I imagine when he gets older he has this scary aura but he is just a chill dude. The kind of guy you ask to walk you home when it gets dark because you're worried about getting lost.

Like he's still a jerk, don’t get me wrong. He won't stop being that way, but he's genuinely nice. To the world's worst found family, his kindergarten class mates. He has his thoughts about them.

He'll bully Nugget(more of teasing when they get older but still), but when Nugget comes to him after school, all bruised and bloody, telling Buggs about these kids who hurt him and Buggs was the closet person to him? Buggs will not only bandage Nugget, but he'll tell Lily and Billy as he prepares to beat up someone.

Speaking of Nugget, Buggs doesn't care about him. He'll bully him, tease him, be rude. But first things first, Nugget is Buggs' target, no one else's. He'll act the way he does to Nugget all the time, someone else does it though? All of sudden Nugget is Buggs' friend and he will fight you on it.(Nugget doesn't care really)

He cares about his friends but he doesn't really show it that well. He'll write them notes or give them a gift that he got money to afford, he's nice when he wants to be. He has troubles showing affection and communication, but at least he can talk about with someone else.

Felix and Buggs aren't close, ever. They chat yes, but they're not friends. They both agree on one thing, they both suck at emotions and identifying them. They talk about it in the dark of night, never to speak about to anyone else.

Teddy and Buggs are the same way. Teddy talks about his problems with family and Buggs would do his best to help him get through his emotions. Buggs gets it when Teddy cries because his father and how he wishes Felix could be himself more, Buggs talks about his father just left him behind and how he believes that Teddy deserves better. But they never talk about it outside of behind the school with a shared lunch.

Cindy and Jerome are Buggs' closest friends. When Buggs gets a tear in his jeans, these two would offer old clothes to sew on as he loves that pair of jeans. When he gets into punk fashion and wants to add patches of cloth to his jacket, they happily help him thrift said jacket and patch it up with him.

Cindy wants to practice makeup styles or she wants to talk about family problems? Buggs is there for both. Jerome has riddles to tell or he has to rant about something that bothers him? Buggs is a phone call away.

Ozzy and Buggs are also weird. Ozzy heard about a kid with financial problems, and told his mother about it, and here they are. Living in the same house.

To Ozzy, Buggs is a new kid that he doesn’t really understand. But he seems kind of cool and as long as his mother is unharmed and his schedule isn't that disrupted.

Buggs sees Ozzy as weirdo, not Nugget weird, but still weird. He is just a lame normal kid, how? How this lame kid alive? He is just the weirdest kid because he's just a guy. He calls Ozzy 'Squeeb' which means he's a square and a dweeb, the lamest of the lame. He cares about Ozzy yes, but he is still just a weird, lame kid who is somehow the normalest kid ever.

If you asked Kidd what they think about Buggs. You would probably get this response:

"Buggs is lovely, when he is feeling friendly. He's mean sometimes, but he really is cool when you get to know him."

Buggs would tell you that Kidd follows him around like a lost puppy. Always asking him about his knife, or his plans, or anything really. Buggs has a soft spot for Kidd even still. Kidd is the second cutest little thing to Buggs(first is Cindy). Just this squishy little thing that could kill a man. Buggs finds them just adorable, because I mean, Kidd is a kid that thinks Buggs is the coolest person ever.

Carla, Penny, Monty. Buggs only really cares about Carla. They work together to smuggle things into school, they sometimes hang out. But truly they are just coworkers. He is nice to Penny and Monty when he sees them, after all, it would be rude for him to be rude to Carla's partners.

Billy and Lily are not people he prefers to think about it. Billy was a traumatized kid who was experimented on and his sister has seen the worst of the worst of what Billy has felt and been through. Buggs ignores them unless someone else brings them up.

Ron and Madison, Ozzy's friends. Buggs prefers Ron to Madison, he's rowdy and hyper active. The kid you would find with tree leaves and branches in his hair and mud over his body. Buggs enjoys spending time with him, it's not surprising to find both of them play fighting in Ron's back yard before coming inside laughing and playfully jabbing at each other. Madison is Ozzy's 'just a friend' girlfriend. She's a peach to Buggs, sweet and kind and the light of Ozzy's life. He talked to her once on the phone, she was saved that Tuesday and Ozzy was asleep after a meltdown, Buggs took the call until Ozzy woke up. Buggs cares about Madison, but he will never say anything to her.

Alice scares Buggs to be honest. Her gaze is off to Buggs, she was like if Kidds had noticeable eyes instead of black holes. She doesn't talk a lot, she talks to beings that aren't there sometimes. But she scares Buggs because of a different reason. He saw it once, the time she had claws instead of hands, her mouth full of sharp teeth, and the body of some teacher at one of their many kindergartens... Buggs never told Alice what he saw, he just hopes she doesn’t remember seeing him there as well.

#rose-laced art #rosey rambles #no main tag sorry #just like a lot of Buggs #enjoy a whole lot of Buggs #he's a funky man #also update: #my puter is no longer connecting to the internet #so I will have to post on phone #i have one scheduled digital art post #but that's all everyone is getting #including me #tw religious imagery #tw: religious imagery

[thedelolos]

neverafter ep. 4live thoughts

okay here are my live thoughts from neverafter ep. 4 under the cut

Live thoughts on Neverafter 4

The opening didn’t change?? I hope that this means good things for the party 

THEY STARTED WITH BRENNAN ALONE ufbbuw Like you can just tell by the audio quality change (there aren’t any other people to reverb against so the mic sounds flatter)

YES GEPPETTO

WE ARE GETTING TIMELOOP? HVGJHKGHHKT

SOLO PLAY

“Hey lou, you wanna come play some dnd?”

“I don’t know, cause it feels like you’ll kill me again”

This is great truly

Wait are we getting like? An episode of solo sessions?? That’s really cool tbh

I will be making a lou reaction image because these facial expressions that he’s making are really good Poor pinocchio, i can’t imagine being in this state 

“While the world was changing, the rules were not” i think that line is actually really powerful, like it’s small. But i think it is central to pinocchio as a character. 

WHO’S THIS??

WE GOT A CRICKET

Where’s my ghost cricket art 

Yooo Pinocchio ghost 

One man’s dead is another man’s alive

Pinocchio is so sad and i feel bad for him 

“With that attitude it might just stay different”

Strings?? Stepmother again? 

Wait was that the door behind brennan?? That’s really cool 

Gosh Stepmother is terrifying 

A missing doorknob?? He actually got the door knob.

WAIT BRO DON’T TELL HER BRO 

‘YOU WERE FRUENDS”

NO THE NOSE 

Give me the knife

Untranslusent 

The long arm, this is really some other mother stuff 

Pinocchio gotta break that nose back off quick, he’s gonna have to lie if he wants to break free of her   

SNAPS THE NOSE OFF YOUR FACE YO WHAT

Yeah i’m officially terrified of her 

“Who do we know who has blood?”

NOOOOO SHE’S GONNA TAKE BLOOD FROM HIS DAD NOO

BRENNAN BIRD NOISES

NOOOO SHE USED HIS NOSE 

SHE’S SO EVIL AND MANIPULATIVE

No more Senator?? *cries*

“Dreamy – and all it cost was my father’s blood”

“The mice were not taken into consideration” no because nobody ever remember the mice

A NAT 20 AND NO ONE IS HERE TO CELEBRATE

Violence in Amanti?? 

Like the drawings in tim’s book?? Interesting. So it seems like she has some sway over the stories, if she can put him into a new one 

I’m really curious to see how things change for pib 

Dropped attachments? Dropped to all fours 

Follow the curiosity, become a truer version of yourself 

SPIRIT CAT 

Shedding your skin? 

Wait are they the same people who become different people in different tales? 

So the role of the cat is to subvert the story one way or another? 

Could Zac come back as the rabbit or the fox? 

“Not all shit’s the same buddy” 

Cat i love you never change 

New boots and cape, a darker story? 

A little less paddington lol  

A ring and daggers, inchresting 

Wolf’s fang daggers

She awakes back in her bed, fresh flowers in the the vase. Wait are we finally gonna get to meet cindy?? 

Yo this armor is cool as hell 

“We’re somewhere a little unfinished”

“We can die more often than most people”

Poor Rosamund

So do Rosamund and Cinderella and Snow

Destiny is a project by the fairies 

This line about the coat is epic 

So Rosamund is a Ranger 

Cinderella is an Eldritch Knight Fighter or Paladin maybe?

A Snow is a spellcaster, based on the learning line i’m gonna go wizard 

CRIT

DANG THESE NARRATIVE CRITS 

So the book has awakened the party?

 Many of the kinder worlds have already died, keep an eye out for witches and and especially fairies 

12 DANCING PRINCESSES??

So basically Snow and Cindy are creating a coalition of princesses 

7 fairies?? 

Wisdom as one of the gifts? That makes so much sense with rangers being wis casters

YOO She’s got the spindle now that’s so cool, i wonder if she can use that to put other people to sleep, like if it is attached to an arrow 

I wonder if Red and Pib are in the same woods, 

“you already killed me once?” is that how red got her curse?

I wonder if the cha check is gonna come up 

Ylfa i love you you silly little girl

“The only time you will accept to make your life worthwhile is forever” that’s metal brennan

“My grandma taught me how to shop” 

YLFA ASKING ABOUT JACK CRYING

Ylfa really do be like, “Can I call my grandma? I’d like to phone a friend”

YLFA I’M CRYING SHE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER THAN THIS WORLD

“There’s a part of her that ate the wolf too” grandma got grandma swag 

I really hope that the warmth on the cloak is a protection enhancement or something bc if were gonna open ylfa’s bottleneck again then she’s gotta have a higher AC lol 

Blood in the water oh no 

MURPH NAT 1 

YO IT’S PINOCCHIO’S FAIRY

I’m very suspicious of her 

Mmmm nope i’m here for the princess revolution i don’t trust the fairies 

NOPE DO NOT TELL THIS FAIRY ABOUT THE BOOK 

“If anything this is a sequel” lol

So Elody is part of the princess pact (yes that is what i am calling the princesses now)

DO NOT GIVE THIS SHARD

I don’t think she can touch the glass because it’s an artifact to go in the book 

Wait so did gerard never get turned human in this new story?

Curious to see how ally’s play through is different because mother goose is the holder of the book 

“Run afoul” i’m crying brennan

Mother goose is preserving the stories in the way they should be and leaving them happy?

So jack is not mother goose’s son in this world So that is how this world will be darker for mother goose, because his son won’t be his son there 

So the gander is satan and the goose is god? 

WAIT WAS I RIGHT ABOUT MOTHER GOOSE’S SUBCLASS?? COLLEGE OF SPIRITS WOULD BE SO GOOD IF THEY CAN JUST SUMMON STORIES FROM THE BOOK 

Maybe it’s a modified version of the subclass with the stories as new homebrewed tale from beyond options to choose from 

I think i trust the goose? Because the goose doesn’t seem to want to control the stories 

“You view all the world as your children” crying 

“It’s a very safe waiting room”

Extra spells known?? Intriguing, hopefully more crowd control and heals 

“The book is not as special as the man who holds it” 

Yay everyone back to the table!!

That was a really good episode, i’m really glad that we have this timeloop this is gonna be a fun season

#neverafter #d20 neverafter #neverafter spoilers #d20 spoilers #d20 neverafter spoilers #dimension 20 #neverafter episode 4