#too much la croix

[rolangf]

—oc tag game

tagged by the usual angels @risingsh0t @simply-jason @aragorngf and @shellibisshe 🩵 thank u all sm this was so fun!!

tagging: @lizzywizzy @teamhawkeye @ghostfvcker @lesbian-croft @bloodskinandteeth @rosayoro @bunfey @aelyosos @florbelles @unholymilf @elluvians @nokstella @nuclearstorms @gcthamqueen @lxmbert @darksunning @serenedy @oc-musings @koudelka @leviiackrman and you!

—FAVORITE OC

🔮 sibyl delauvéy. she’s just been my baby cs i love the witcher universe so much, comfort game fr. it’s the perfect vehicle for me to tap into one of my favorite aesthetics of all time; mystical high fantasy that’s still kinda dark and gritty and UGH. i love her idk i love this game so much and love the idea of spellcasters

—OLDEST OC

⚡️lottie byers. technically she’s the oldest, cs i’ve had her name and her fc and her aesthetic for the longest. although conceptually she isn’t, but some ocs have developed and evolved and have sorta existed before i knew what ocs were but lottie is the oldest that i had inserted into the source material

—NEWEST OC

💥 nicole moore. truth be told— i still don’t know what i’m doing with her outside of giving könig a “he said no pickles” gf. and really that’s all i need don’t @ me just take her and run idk hehe

—MEANEST OC

💎 jen daniels. her attitude is simply unmatched and her dick game is huge. jk but really she walks into rooms guns blazing always and will set the mood to maximum hostility. always. it’s fun for her idk but also it made me chuckle cs i love mean women and los santos is the perfect environment for it cs everyone sucks

honorable mention: lottie byers.

—SOFTEST OC

☀️ andie la croix. she is the moment, the fan favorite, the sunshine motif. this is the oc that i have put all of the love i have in my heart into so i hope it translates into how she is perceived by y’all 🫶🏻

honorable mention: sacha leone.

—MOST STAND OFF-ISH OC

🔮 sibyl delauvéy. she genuinely is the biggest recluse of all time— it’s a miracle that anyone still knows where she is and how to find her. anna henrietta is the single exception to her endless string of “do not perceive me” glares and quiet exits from whatever the fuck she was dragged into today. so true queen

honorable mention: elvira hawke.

—SMARTEST OC

🏜️ rosalind tyler. the canon chemical engineer. do i have to say anything else LMFAO

🥀 mildred malice. her whole bag is reanimating corpses through medical procedure so DO I HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING ELSE

—DUMBEST OC (AFFECTIONATE)

🔥 oslo avery. it’s… impulsivity that really gets them into Situations. cs the rapture is literally happening and they fight a one man war basically so like. yeah, they are Going To Do Something Stupid cs it would be funny and they need the laughs. “what, you gonna call the cops? i AM the cops.” you know

—OC I’D BE FRIENDS WITH IRL

🩷 bianca vionetti. she’s a good time gal and we love to see it. i did on purpose make her friend shaped and it works! it just works!

honorable mention: andie la croix.

#i was gonna do the three pic header style but i didn’t like the colors i was working with and it had already been too long so #just text 🫶🏻 #wanted some personality tho i picked some emojis #anyways— i love u all so much mwah #thank u for wanting me to do this #oc: sibyl delauvéy #oc: nicole moore #oc: andie la croix #oc: bianca vionetti #oc: oslo avery #oc: rosalind tyler #oc: mildred malice #oc: jen daniels #oc: lottie byers

[theia-eos]

What is Lehran's relation to the Heron Royals?

Just a lot of thoughts on the Heron Royal Family and Lehran's possible relation to it based on canon information. I have English Literature and Creative Writing degrees. No amount of lack of information in the source material can stop my hyperfixation!

Rambling and spoilers below the cut, as always. The rambling is more dis-jointed than usual.

Lehran

The first thing I wantwe will need to contend with is Lehran's relation to the heron royal family:

Reyson: We, that is, the descendants of Lehran, we have a gift...Through the power of the slumber galdr, we have the ability to suppress the chaotic energies of the dark god in the medallion. Chapter 25, Strange Lands, Path of Radiance

Lehran had children with Altina, lost his powers of galdr and transformation, and was stated to have died shortly thereafter. Are the heron royals really his descendants?

Well, to answer that, we need to know which word Reyson was using in the Japanese script. Now, as I have said many times before, I'm a fair bit too dyslexic to learn to read Japanese properly, but I can muddle around with google translate and work done by fans with actual Japanese reading comprehension.

私たちエルランの末裔は…… (Google Translate says: We, the descendants of Erlan...)

Reyson here is using the word "末裔" or Matsuei. To read a more in-depth explanation about matsuei and how it applies to Priam/Ike and Marth/Anri, please check out this amazing analysis by XKAN of Kantopia, the tl;dr is that matsuei implies that they are of the same bloodline, but given the fact that Intelligent Systems uses matsuei and shison (another word for descendant that seems to imply direct lineal descent) rather interchangeably with Priam, and uses shison on Marth being Anri's descendant despite the fact Marth is directly descended from Anri's brother Marcelus rather than Anri himself, there is absolutely no clarity to be gained here as to how they are related, but they are almost definitely related...somehow. Pls no discussions on Ike/Priam. We are not here to have a debate on that. Thank you.

The other clue we get is from when Rafiel talks to SephiranLehran in the endgame of Radiant Dawn:

Rafiel: It is you… Now that I’ve seen your face… I know that you once went by another name. Sephiran: You are mistaken. I am known as Sephiran, and nothing else. Rafiel: You have closed your heart. Why? Sephiran: …I have nothing more to say. Nothing. Chapter 4-F-4, Rebirth, Radiant Dawn

Rafiel seems to have some recognition of Lehran. I don't know why. By all accounts, Rafiel should have never met Lehran before. So then why? Well, the herons and the dragons are both said to be able to sense the state of their loved ones from far away.

Reyson: It's not your fault. Please don't apologize. I know Leanne is alive. These battlefields are filled with chaotic energy, but I can still sense her… It's faint, but I know it's Leanne. Tibarn: Which is all the more reason for us to hurry. There may be other ways to finish this, but crushing Daein is the surest. Reyson: Agreed. Ike: Reyson, is this mysterious power that you use to sense Leanne something only herons possess? Tibarn: It's not something any of the hawk clans have! That is a certainty! Reyson: That's not true, Tibarn. The power may differ in potency between us, but all laguz possess it to some degree. Tibarn: Ah, so it's just that my sense isn't developed, is that it? Reyson: The power is distributed something like this…Among the bird tribes, it's very strong in the heron clan. Among the beast tribes, I've heard it's most developed in the cat clan, though not as strongly as in the herons. As for the dragon tribes… It's said they may be equal to, or even surpass, the strength of the herons. Chapter 26, Clash!, Path of Radiance

Ena: We dragons have the power to sense the presence of our allies. If that ally is someone we care for very much, then we can communicate telepathically. With the sending stone, we can use this telepathy across extreme distances. Chapter 3-F, From Pain, Awakening, Radiant Dawn

Even more interesting is what Ena says in the Extended Scripts, available on Serenes Forest.

Ena: Yes. We dragons have the power to sense the presence of our own kind. In particular, if we share blood ties with someone… or care for them very much, we can know their condition… as well as understand their thoughts, even across extreme distances. Ike: When Nasir felt your presence at Crimea… and when Reyson could sense Leanne’s presence, it was because of this ability? Ena: That’s right. The heron clan… possess that same ability. With the sending stone, we can increase the natural strength of this ability, so that no matter how far apart we are, we can communicate using telepathy. Chapter 3-F, From Pain, Awakening, Radiant Dawn, Extended Scripts

So even if they don't know the person well, if they share blood ties, they're likely able to sense them. Thus, when Rafiel sees Lehran's face, he's able to tell that this man is someone else. Or he saw a portrait of Lehran somewhere. Idk. I don't make the rules. I'm only explaining my headcanons here and showing the canon evidence I'm using to support myself.

So, if they are related, how so? Did Lehran have a wife before Altina? Did she die in the Flood?

I think it's more like the devs are doing the whole "descendants, but not like literal descendants" thing again like they did with Marth/Anri, in that Lehran is likely their uncle/grand uncle/great-grand uncle/great*whatever many times*grand uncle. And yes, the technically correct term is grand uncle and not the "great uncle" that is used colloquially. If you use great uncle, I will never correct you. I don't have the energy and I use great uncle when speaking so people know wtf I'm saying, but I'm trying to pretend to have standards here.

So which one is it? Great question. This is the father of the herons we see in game and King of Serenes, Lorazieh:

My moderate guess for his apparent age is 60ish, maybe 50ish. Based on my previous work on laguz aging, Lorazieh could be anywhere from about 400-700! What a range!

The Great Flood happened about 803 years prior to Radiant Dawn, and the pact was formed about 780 years prior to Radiant Dawn, and the war against Yune happened a little before the pact forming. Therefore, Lorazieh would not remember those events. However, since Reyson is using the variation of descendants that implies a more distant relation, I wouldn't think Lorazieh and Lehran were brothers. I think Lehran would at the very least be Lorazieh's grand uncle.

My take is that around the time of the war against Yune, Lehran had a younger sibling that was a child still, and their parents died in the flood. I believe that this sibling is someone who, when Lehran has a child twenty-ish years later and is going insane, is too young still to help console Lehran at all, someone young enough that Dheginsea, Soan, and Altina can convince that Lehran died and had no child, or otherwise convince them to go along with the lie that Lehran died and had no child.

I would then need to fix Lorazieh's age to determine how many generations could have passed between Lorazieh and Lehran's younger sibling. I'm going to fix Lorazieh's age to 497 years old in Radiant Dawn, looking 58 or so and born in the year 151.

I'm not touching Lehran's age in this post (because that's complicated, I am also not touching his appearance of black hair/black wings here where the heron royals have white wings and blonde hair because that's another theory), but with the Great Flood happening in the year -155, I'll say the younger sibling was born in the year -161, making them 6 when the flood happens, 30 when the war against Yune happens, and about 40ish when Lehran's child is born. So they would be about 6-14 in apparent age.

So that's about 300 years between the two of them. With the way herons age, that could be Lorazieh's parent or great-great-great grandparent. I will pick the most distant option just for space's sake. But did Lehran have a younger sister or younger brother? That brings me to my next point.

Naming Conventions of the Royal Family

There seems to be a theme of heron royal family names. Lehran and Lorazieh start with "L." The sisters of the current generation also have "L" names: Lillia and Leanne. The brothers have "R" names: Rafiel and Reyson. I should note that there is no "R" or "L" in Japanese, the sound the language uses exists somewhere in between those two letters, but the character representing the sound is most commonly translated as an "R." That said, Japanese game developers often know what they want it to be in English, and the Japanese versions of the Tellius Recollections books have the names spelled out in the English alphabet using L or R, so we'll consider the differentiation between "L" and "R" to be completely and wholly distinct for the herons. I just want you to know I considered that angle.

In Japan, there's a tradition (iirc, it's an older, more archaic one) of taking a portion of the parent's or parents' name(s) and giving it to the child (Japanese names being formed from one or more kanji, so one or more kanji are taken from the parent(s) names and given to the child). While the Fire Emblem games are supposed to be sort of equivalent to medieval Europe, Japanese values and traditions show up as at least a subconscious bias in the writing of the games (see: Three House's dowries that work the exact opposite of European dowries, but function in the way Japanese dowries did), so it wouldn't be too surprising to me if the names of the heron royals worked in a similar fashion, in this case taking the first letter of one of the parents. I would assume that the daughters inherit the first letter of the father and the sons the first letter of the mother.

Given that Lehran has the letter "L," then, I would assume the younger sibling then was a brother, who had a daughter, who had a son, who had a daughter, who had a son named Lorazieh.

Since the princes of the current generation start with the letter "R," then, it would be safe to assume that the mother had a name beginning with "R" if were going with my above deductions. (We dont have to, but I am.)

As Rafiel is listed as the first prince, Reyson the third prince, Lillia the third princess, and Leanne the fourth princess, we know that the current generation had at least 7 children. More over, when Reyson is describing the family he lost he says:

My mother, my brother, my elder sisters… Even my infant sister, Leanne! Chapter 17 Part 4, Day Breaks, Path of Radiance

In Japanese, he says:

母…兄…姉たち……そして…小さな私の妹リアーネ…

He uses the word 姉たち, anetachi, which Google says is elder sisters, while 兄, ani, seems to be either generic "brother" or "older brother" according to Google. Since we know Reyson is the third prince and Rafiel, the first prince, was not in Serenes during the massacre, we know the second prince was likely there and therefore it is safe to believe that Reyson has no other, younger, brothers. Reyson describes Leanne as "小さな私の妹" seeming to use the words "小さな" (small) and "妹" (sister/little sister). I don't know if "infant sister" as in "my literally infant sister" is the vibe of that phrase, and given that Leanne is described as Naesala's "childhood friend" and he jokes about being as handsome as always with her and Tibarn asks her if she remembers him, I don't think she was literally an infant during the massacre. I think at most it was meant as "my baby sister" as when I describe my little sister as my baby sister, despite her being old enough to drink (which should be illegal. She cannot be that old), but I am not familiar enough with Japanese to determine the correct translation. I will simply hold fast to the point that I doubt Leanne was meant to literally be a toddler/infant during the massacre given the way she is described and talks to the other characters upon waking. Either way, it's a safe bet that Reyson is the second youngest of the family and Leanne is the youngest.

Given that Rafiel is designed with an apparent age of 24, Reyson an apparent age of 22, and Leanne an apparent age of 18, making them approximately 115, 95, and 65 respectively, I don't feel like there's enough room for Rafiel to be old enough to have four other siblings within twenty years, given that there's thirty years between Reyson and Leanne, and I will do what I want with the approximate ages.

The Most Recent Generation of the Heron Royal Family

Using all of the above, this is what I view as the most recent generation of the royal family. Did Lorazieh have siblings? Perhaps. However, Serenes founded itself as a kingdom in protest of the war Begnion was waging against Kilvas and Daein in 470. There are a lot of wars waged by Begnion whenever a new country forms. (Timeline translated by VincentASM on Kantopia)

So I imagine that one way or another, Lorazieh is the last one of the white winged herons left until he marries his wife and has Rafiel, thus making the white winged herons the royals of Serenes. If you look at the below, you can see that I have written that Rafiel is born shortly after the kingdom is established, and I imagine Lorazieh married shortly after forming the kingdom of Serenes. I also don't know why I decided to throw twins in there, for some reason I had it in my head that if Leanne and Naesala have an A support, they have twin children (and twins appear if there is a history of twins), but upon re-examining the epilogue, that does not appear to be stated as clearly as my head had tricked me into believing. But I'll still stick by Leanne having twins and having twins as older siblings as a head-canon.

Lorazieh - King, born 150 (495/498) apparent age 58 Rheanna - Queen, born 167 (458 at death, 478/481 if alive) apparent age 54 (56) Rafiel - First Prince, born 474 (171/174) apparent age 30 Laila - First Princess, born 490 (135 at death, 155/158 if alive) apparent age 24 (28) Rosaire - Second Prince, born 502 (123 at death, 143/146 if alive) apparent age 25 (27) Lorelle - Second Princess, born 502 (123 at death, 143/146 if alive) apparent age 24 (26) Lillia - Third Princess, born 517 (109 at death, 128/131 if alive) apparent age 23 (25) Reyson - Third Prince, born 548 (97/100) apparent age 22 Leanne - Fourth Princess, born 564 (71/74) apparent age 19

Also, for Reyson, one of the wikis states that he's 97 in POR and 100 in RD, but there's no evidence to support those ages that I can find. However, it fits in well enough with his apparent age based on my aging chart, so I'm just going with it. If anyone knows where that comes from, I'll be happy to have that information, but I couldn't find anything to support it from official sources.

The Heron Royal Family Tree

Without further ado, here is my take on the heron family tree from Lehran's parents to the current generation of heron royals. I am including my headcanons on the spouses, so Rafiel married Nailah (though that's more or less official), Reyson married Tibarn, and Leanne married Naesala and had two children with him (twins, b/c I've been believing that since 2007 by mistake and I am not able to get rid of that image now).

Pretty much every date there is made up by me.

#fe9 #fe10 #fe9/10 #path of radiance #radiant dawn #tellius #fire emblem path of radiance #fire emblem meta #fire emblem headcanons #fire emblem radiant dawn #fire emblem tellius #tellius headcanons #taking fantasy settings too seriously #Lehran #Lorazieh #Rafiel #Lillia #Reyson #Leanne #fire emblem herons #mostly just headcanons #The amount of canon material used in this post #is equivalent to the amount of flavor in La Croix #Its there #but not really #ALSO #I have concluded that IS cares about #the dictionary definitions of matsuei and shison #as much as I care for #the amount of garlic listed in a recipe

[kimmywithay]

I'm gonna end up being that lesbian stereotype that ends up with a guy aren't i

#unrelated #too many thoughts #at least he's not really that much of a guy #La Croix Guy flavored

[kiradical]

I've never tried poppi but their commercials just feel like "it's soda. I promise. Please believe me. It's absolutely soda and definitely not poison. Please drink it? Please?!"

Like just feels a bit like they are trying too hard to convince me...

#mine #like i dont think they are lying exactly #more like #“methinks the woman doth protest too much” #IS it soda? #or is it just la croix with extra steps?

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Josephine Baker (The Siren of the Tropics, ZouZou)— Josephine Baker was an American born actress, singer, and utter icon of the period, creating the 1920s banana skirt look. She was the first black woman to star in a major motion film. She fought in the French resistance in WWII, given a Legion of Honour, as well as refusing to perform in segregated theatres in the US. She was bisexual, a fighter, and overall an absolutely incredible woman as well as being extremely attractive.

Joan Crawford (Dancing Lady, Mildred Pierce, The Women)— God, where do I start!!! Her face is so UNIQUE and compelling and stands out so much. I love her thick brows and high cheekbones. She has a school-marmy hardness too her that makes her a little scary and therefore sexy. Her low thick voice also does it for me. Despite being an unusual looking woman with an unusual face, she never loses her glamour. Just a gorgeous talented actress, AND she was some sort of gay!!!

This is round 5 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut. the famous banana skirt is mildly NSFW.]

Josephine Baker:

Black, American-born, French dancer and singer. Phenomenal sensation, took music-halls by storm. Famous in the silent film era.

Let's talk La Revue Negre, Shuffle Along. The iconique banana outfit? But also getting a Croix de Guerre and full military honors at burial in Paris due to working with the Resistance.

She exuded sex, was a beautiful dancer, vivacious, and her silliness and humor added to her attractiveness. She looked just as good in drag too.

So I know she was more famous for other stuff than movies and her movies weren’t Hollywood but my first exposure to her was in her films so I’ve always thought of her as a film actress first and foremost. Also she was the first black woman to star in a major motion picture so I think that warrants an entry

Iconic! Just look up anything about her life. She was a fascinating woman.

Joan Crawford:

I just love women that are very mean.

she was a smoke show in every decade, from the 20s to the 60s.

The classic matronly beauty with amazing eyebrows

of course there's a space for MILF joan but i want to just take a second and say she was so cute in her early movies (like grand hotel and the women)! those parts often get forgotten but her stardom shines in them just as much as in her older #queen #icon roles

Misremembered for wire hanger hatred, this original screen queen mastered the art of the comeback and refused to let Hollywood toss her aside as she aged. The term “auteur” is usually revered for directors or writer-directors, but most critics have one actor they’ll give that title to as well: Crawford—anyone who knows classic movies already has a “Crawford picture” in their head. She knew how to style herself and promote herself. She made herself a star and kept herself fixated in the Hollywood firmament. What’s hotter than knowing just how hot you are?

(don’t think about Mommie Dearest right now) Joan was known for being super nice to all the like crew of the movies she worked on and she’d get everyone gifts. Joan would hold movie nights at her house and knit at the back of her home theater. Joan was sooo obsessed with other women including Greta Garbo, whos dressing room she would obsessively and purposefully walk by. She said that while working on Grand Hotel, Garbo grabbed her face and “if there ever was a time in my life where I would’ve been a lesbian, that was it.” But like Joan also probably did sleep with women including Barbara Stanwyck. Joan was so obsessed with Bette Davis, screening multiple movies of hers in a day at her watch party, constantly trying to spend time with her or do a movie together, insisting on the dressing room next to hers at Warners and sending her daily gifts… etc. Once Bette said that sex was gods joke to humanity and Joan said “I think the joke is on her.” Joan fucked a lot. Joan got caught publicly fucking a man and sent a letter to the woman who saw them basically saying “I bet it excited you” and the woman was like you know what. It did. Joan was best friends with a gay man. Joan was an actually genuinely good actress even though people mocked her a lot for being like cheap and stupid (partially because she never finished school because her family was broke). Joan was so insane and so cool that’s all.

#joan crawford #josephine baker #hotvintagepoll #fuck that old woman #ladies 5

[inkcurlsandknives]

My villain origin story will be paint companies advertising that I need to bring "vibrancy" and the "colors of Nature✨🌼🌸" into my life and then showing me the most off-white greyige tones I've ever seen in my life.

They put it up against the actual sea and sky and have the nerve to tell me that's blue???

I'm chewing through drywall, la Croix wishes it could bottle a flavor as bland as I heard the color of blue described once as a sickly Victorian child before the consumption got me confined in this windowless white room lest the miasmas take me too soon

I hate it so much!!! Give me indigo and turquoise! Give me lapis lazuli and cerulean!! Let me have real colors for the love of God. If I get advertised something as "room brightening" again I will start biting

My kitchen is currently sky blue with indigo accents because BLUE IS ACTUALLY MY FAVORITE COLOR

#buba rants #paint #modern interior design gives me hives #please give us real colors!!! #indulge us!!!

[stealingyourbones]

That post about Vlad not actually knowing much about Vlad could be combined with another thing.

Y'know that idea going around about how Danny is the only true halfa. Like Danny actually died in the portal and came back to life. He is the true balance between life and death.

Danielle was 'born' a ghost and is more ghost than human and Vlad was only infected with ectoplasm, meaning he is more human than ghost.

This means that Vlad isn't actually a ghost but a human with ghost powers. He didn't die (like Danny) and he wasn't born a ghost (like Danielle).

It becomes increasingly clear how different Danny and Vlad are the longer their 'truce' goes on.

Like Vlad has all these experiences that he assumes Danny has or will have as well but Danny does not and has no Idea what Vlad is talking about.

Vlad has aches and pains from his infection that Danny does not experience at all. Danny can eat ectoplasm and ecto contaminated food just fine, if anything it gives him more energy, while with Vlad it actually hurts him or makes him nauseous.

Danny has ghost instincts, stuff that ghosts just instinctively know, that Vlad does not

Danny: How can you not tell that ghost is in distress???

Danny: How do you not know that is taboo???

Vlad thinks these things are just Danny's unique ghost powers until other ghosts exhibit them too.

Danny does ghost speak to another ghost and Vlad can barely understand it and wonders how on earth Danny learned it so quickly (he didn't, all ghosts know ghost speak off the bat).

Danny does some freaky Eldrich stuff that freaks Vlad out.

Danny gets invited to stuff and Vlad isn't invited.

Danny has a death day and Vlad does not.

Vlad doesn't realize that Danny can't just stop protecting his family and town, that he can't just stop feeding his obsession.

Vlad slowly coming to the realisation that ghosts are truly terrifying and powerful and that he doesn't really know anything at all.

Sidenote: I think Jason would count since he actually died. Like sure, he is like 95% human but the 5% counts.

Vlad: So why does he get invited?? He's just a human??

*Jason is snorting ghost crack in the corner with another ghost*

Bouncer: Just because he's 95% human doesn't mean he doesn't count, don't be so prejudiced.

Imagine Jason understands ghost speak and Vlad does not. Vlad getting mad that this 5% bitch understands more than him.

Sorry that was a lot, take a shot every time I say someone's name.

Homie if I took 43 shots I would cease to exist. I elected to go back and take a drink of water each time. 4 La Croix's down the hatch babeY.

Ok enough of that and onto the fun angst factor stuff. This ask is inspired by this one. I greatly enjoy this concept. The idea that Vlad isn't TRULY a halfa? Fucking genius. A Vlad redemption arc that showcases that he actually knew so so little about what he was dealing with is such a good fic concept. He thinks he's fully a ghost but he's more like a shitty and flawed D&D warlock build instead.

#dpxdc #danny phantom #dp x dc #bones replies #writing prompts #dc comics #drippingink99

[mychemicalraymance]

hey, just so you know, coca cola as a company are being boycotted by pro-palestinian activists and the bds movement. im not sure about you’re own personal political beliefs, but if you’re pro-palestine, you might consider buying a different cola brand that doesn’t support zionism :) sorry if this comes across as passive-aggressive, i dont mean for it to be :)

Hi! I honestly didn't know, but that makes sense, the company is hardly ethical in the first place. If they're being specifically boycotted I'm happy to stick to my la croix. I think they have too much caffiene for the middle of the day for me either way, though that's obviously less important.

I've stopped buying Sbux and McDonald's because I don't want to support companies and brands that fund the genocide in Palestine. Thanks for letting me know.

[scary-monsters]

(posting just in case i don’t get much of a chance tomorrow during the day)

my bday gift to myself: my specific version of modern au diego who drinks la croix like it’s the only thing that will sustain him!!!

it’s cropped so it doesn’t verge too far into n sfw territory, but i did two other spicier versions which i’ll throw on my patreon next month 😈

#jojo’s bizarre adventure #diego brando #steel ball run #sbr #jjba fanart #diego #my art #this interests maybe 5 people besides myself /j #mentally im smacking his drink out of his hand and lifting his shirt to blow a raspberry on his tummy

[batrachised]

Adventures in Maud's Recipes

Swiss Potato Soup

The Recipe

After starting off strong with something sweet, I decided to steer this venture to something savory! I live in a corner of the world where the 100 degree days are just coming to an end (an 80 degree day here is thought as "having a chill in the air") and so I landed on soup, which to me is the perfect fall recipe as the weather turns. And hoo boy, soup did I get. Maud's Swiss potato soup has (you guessed it) potatoes, a turnip (I have literally never cooked with a turnip and so was bravely venturing into unknown lands), onions, milk, flour, butter, salt and pepper! Basically, a smooth creamy soup that you would likely find topped with cheese and bacon bits at a restaurant. There were some vague(ish) ingredients I had to stumble through as an amateur cook (computer: what is considered a medium potato?), but by far the most difficult part was the potatoes and the number of pots/things required. I had a saucepan for milk; I had a saucepan for vegetables and water; I had a saucepan for MORE water; I had a sieve for straining; I had a blender for blending; and all of the ingredients had to be hopped from one pot to the next in a feverish switch. I paled at the prospect of fitting what seemed to be gallons of hot soup in my poor cheap plastic blender, but nothing exploded (or worse, melted), although I did waste some brain cells coaxing my blender as if it were a jittery animal.

The Results

I should have guessed because in my experience this happens with all soups, but I'll be eating potato soup for approximately the next 50 years. This made a reasonable-yet-somehow-still-ENORMOUS-for-one-person amount of soup. Behold, a very ugly photo of the soup that looks somewhat like a gigantic milk tea:

The Reviews

It tasted good and creamy! At first it was frightening because I took a sip and it tasted exactly like a spoonful of milk that had a vague potato flavor, almost like la croix potato soup, but then it thickened (whew! much like Barney's character arc). It definitely is the perfect fall recipe and I think it could go with virtually anything, much like potatoes themselves. Clifford Roommate was unavailable for comment on this one unfortunately, so ya'll will have to take my word for it.

Would I make it again? Thousand yard stare- the amount of time this took...the potato peeling...the turnip preparing...the chopping...the boiling...the sieving...the blending...drums, drums, in the deep...they are coming...okay, no I wouldn't. Too time consuming. I could see myself doing it once a year, but unless you really love cooking, this recipe does take a few hours and you have to be THERE the entire time hovering and stirring things feverishly (however, if you were a more experienced cook it probably would go more smoothly). How would I rate it? Well, if a zero is one of Davy's never-ending rambling stories, and a ten is Miss Cornelia's single-sentence-that-contains-worlds on marrying fascinating and wicked men, I'd give this one of Emily's evenings with Andrew.

#batrachised bakes #aunt maud's recipe book #(it comes to an end - eventually)

[keepthetension]

NO??????? it's clearly not dissolved yet what the FUCK are you doing oh my GOD

there's so much of it left, too, that's lightly flavored fizzy water at best so DIY la croix then lmao

#the sign the series #i get it they don't have all day to wait around BUT STILL #can't say i didn't enjoy the close up shot of him shaking the bottle though #always a fan of hot people making jerk off motions #ALSO???? ISN'T THIS BILLY BACK IN HIS SCOY COLORS??????? #BUT THIS TIME THEY'RE COUPLE SHIRTS!!! #amazing <3

[bamboobrat]

succession s4 e7 recap: 🍆🍆🇺🇸

this week's recap is nothing short of a trauma dump from this here political operative.

never in my life did i think i would relate to nate, but there truly is nothing scarier than election eve....

we start the episode off the disguisting brothers, preparing for a long night at ATN.

tom has seemingly still not slept and greggory peggory is still recovering from his night on the town with one lukas mattson.

a few levels up, team shiv and team roman are also gearing up for a long night.

other than the distinct lack of booze, i'd say the vibes are pretty realistic.

roman with mencken was always my least favorite version of roman. this episode is no exception.

in fact, i think i'm demonstratively anti-roman in this episode.

and gerri is nowhere to be seen:((

shiv is worried about mattson letting greg in on their little plans.

as she should. rule number 1: don't talk to greg.

rava has to deal with kendall yet again.

this woman is a saint. someone save her.

ken is still on his "everything i do, i do for my children"-shit. you know, everything except ensure that a fascist doesn't make it to the white house.

honestly, this episode is really, very good.

i never wanna watch it again.

mencken bonds with roman over the fact that they both hate the word 'narrative'.

he is prepared to lose and for a millisecond i was hopeful.

tom and greg do coke behind a whiteboard.

this is the right wing politics that i know. 10/10 great representation.

however, we all know how tom is with drugs. he does them all wrong and feels wrong and immediately begins spiraling.

my body is very bad at many things, such as producing enough serotonin, but years of campaigning means my stomach has superpowers.

gas station sushi? no problem. leftover pizza from the night before? don't feel a thing.

i'm stronger than tom, is what i'm saying. activists just do it better, i guess.

connor represents all politicians, all the time:

now, i respect all the politicians i work for loads, but there is just something inherently narcisstic about having six people cater to your needs constantly.

and most of them are unfortunately not as funny as connor.

tom is being a little shit.

with no moves left, shiv tells him she's pregnant.

it's not entirely unreasonable of tom to ask if it's even true, or if it's a tactic telling him that, but he's still a little shit for doing it.

i hate hate hate that we only got like four minutes of shiv girlbossing before she was back to doing everything wrong again... i support women's wrongs, but c'mon:(((

connor is by far my favorite part of this episode.

i just think they are neat<3

ken has his sister's back and i could rewatch those few seconds over and over and over.

fuck tom and his stupid touch screens.

and fuck roman too.

basically, there's a fire in wisconsin and ballots have been lost. historically, those votes have been overwhelmingly democrat, but roman wants them to call wisconsin for mencken, disregarding the burnt up ballots altogether.

he sends his talking points to ravenhead, who goes on an on-air rant, and the rest of the sibs take to the floor at ATN as well, much to greg's dismay.

shiv tries to threaten greg so that he doesn't tell her brothers about her plans with mattson.

as much as i love shiv threatening to pull greg's organs out his asshole, it isn't very effective.

there's an incident with wasabi.

i question a lot of decisions made in this episode, but perhaps most curious of all is the choice of lemon flavored la croix??????

i would laugh more at this if i wasn't so ridden with anxiety.

connor lands an embassadorship in the new mencken administration.

willa is skeptical of the fascism etc but still....

connor makes a speech. i love it when he does that.

we get a brief moment with the old guard, gerri not included.

we get basically no karl:/

instead we get roman being an asshole scene after scene after scene.

pls stop i can't take it anymore!!!

kendall is torn between team shiv and team roman, presumably because he can't decide what outcome will be most helpful to his own ambitions.

oh and there's the whole "my daughter might be in danger if mencken wins", but that seems to be secondary.

because he was vulnerable with shiv for a minute, he feels even more betrayed when he learns about her plans with mattson.

from greg of course. fucking greg.

the hugging era is truly a thing of the past.

i wish i had more jokes, but honestly this episode just made me very, very sad.

roman, ken and tom decide to call the election for mencken, despite shiv's desperate attempts.

and i just have to say, i know shiv isn't altruistic. i know she thinks a jimenez win will benefit her more than mencken will. i knooooow.

it's still very sad.

they call it for mencken.

me every single election night.

roman is very much in the camp of nothing fucking matters, and i guess he is right in a way.

it won't really matter to him or kendall.

it will for sophie, though. it will for jess.

ouffff....

roman now has a direct line into the west wing.

that being said, i don't think he's a very reliable partner for them.

in the end, mencken will do what is good for mencken. the same goes for roman.

i think ken might end up regretting this whole endeavor very, very soon.

tom becomes the face of this political scandal.

can't wait for it to bite him in the arse.

shiv makes a final rallying cry to mattson, but it somehow feels hollow to me.

this shiv girlie is starting to lose hope.

anyway, rava doesn't want ken to come over to see the kids because he prioritized his own project of becoming his dad over keeping them safe.

i guess i agree with him that the poison does, perhaps, drip down.

what a depressing episode!

i'm glad we are getting something to celebrate next week - logan's funeral wiii !!

#succession #succession hbo #succession spoilers #succession s4 #succession recap #greg hirsch #nick braun #nicholas britell #tom wambsgans #matthew macfadyen #roman roy #kieran culkin #shiv roy #sarah snook #kendall roy #jeremy strong #rava roy #natalie gold #jeryd mencken #justin kirk #connor roy #alan ruck #willa ferreyra #justine lupe #adam godley #darwin succession #j. smith-cameron #gerri kellman #peter friedman #frank vernon

[revenantlore]

. wip introduction .

press start . game over . try again

a trilogy about a depressed, struggling alcoholic who’s tired of making mistakes, being replaced, and leading an aimless life. he eventually finds himself and his people, and takes up the stage as the lead vocalist of an immediately successful rock band called the filthy vandals … after enduring a lot of loss, trauma, and learning

premise for press start :

Rem's never known much about his biological parents, just that his mother overdosed soon after he was born and his father's a no-show dirtbag. He's content to keep that part of his life buried, content to believe his adoptive mothers are the only parents he's ever had.

When one of his mothers decides she's ready to pursue her dream of running an in-home daycare, it means kicking Rem out, causing a huge rift between them. She says it's because they need more room, but Rem knows better. Knows it's got nothing to do with space and everything to do with them thinking Rem's a shitty influence to keep around.

Their adoption of four-year-old Ramona soon after is all the proof he needs.

Rem’s got no job, and even if he did, he'd have zero chances of keeping it for long.

A sudden twist of fate has his father returning to Warren Creek begging for a second chance at parenthood almost twenty-four years too late. Rem’s never been one to forgive, but he’s got nowhere else to go, so he agrees to move in with Ross one town over in Jackson Grove.

It’s not long before Rem realizes he would have been far better off never meeting Ross again.

characters :

rem ashwell aka my best favorite jackass

There isn’t much Rem wants out of life, isn’t much he enjoys about living, and if not for Oliver, for music and pancakes, for good sex with an even better soundtrack, he probably wouldn’t be here anymore.

He’s used to temporary, to painful goodbyes, and often finds them easier than commitment, but a string of unexpected happenstances lead him to friendships, to love, to feeling for once in his life like maybe he does want more.

Like maybe he deserves it, too.

oliver de la croix

So much of Oliver’s time is spent focusing on anyone but himself, to the point it’s left him a little lost in life. Aimless, maybe, but his Gran’s business would fail if not for him taking up extra shifts, and Rem might not survive another night without Oliver’s shoulder to lean on—often quite literally.

To Oliver, it’s all worth postponing finding himself, and amidst his selfless acts and endless devotion, he eventually discovers some important truths about who he is and what he wants.

jonah kincaide

Home has never been a place for Jonah, it’s always been a person.

All his life he’s gone from house to house, family to family, never fitting in and never feeling wanted. Zev changed all that for him, showed him what it meant to be wanted, to be needed, to be loved.

But danger calls to Jonah in urges harder to tame than the fires he’s caused. Staying in one place isn’t an option, not when he’s running from the law, which means leaving Zev behind time and time again.

ziggy kennedy

Music has always played an important role in Ziggy’s life, from early childhood memories of night rides with her father, vibrations from the bass like magic under her fingertips, to learning guitar on a whim with her best friend Lex. It was always a hope, a vague dream, that she might become part of something bigger.

Alongside Lex, their roommate Oliver, and a crush from work at the record store, Ziggy’s dream is brought to life in the shape of a grungy garage band. Jellyfish Mayhem, however, isn’t all Ziggy hoped it would be—there’s too much drama between them to maintain a stable band, and before long it’s in shambles and Ziggy’s left to pick up the pieces.

lex anders

Working as a bartender at a strip club is either the worst or best job for an asexual man. Lex leans heavily towards the ‘best’ part of that spectrum because the cash is easy, there are zero distractions outside of rowdy customers, and he has nothing but support for the actions of his co-workers. Their bodies to do with what they will and all that. So long as they give him the same respect as he gives to them, he’s content to keep the job.

Besides, it’s just something to pay the bills until he, Ziggy, and Oliver can make something of their music.

Something more than just noise in Oliver’s grandma’s basement.

zev roswell [first appears in game over]

Zev’s been chasing a sense of belonging for as far as he can remember. He finds that in Jonah, more home than any house has ever been, but Jonah’s been chasing something else entirely that jostles Zev’s abandonment issues into the extreme.

If Jonah’s not finding trouble, trouble’s finding him, and it always ends with a rushed goodbye, an I’ll see you later, but Zev’s running out of hope that later hasn’t already come and gone.

That Jonah’s not coming back this time.

Devotion and more love than Zev’s ever known what to do with has him back on the road hunting Jonah down to bring him home, assuming he’s not already too late.

#this and mtd are my most belovèd projects #reese made oliver zev & lex #wip : game over #which i will forever love #wip : press start #wip : try again #my edits #writing #writeblr #wip intro #wip introduction #wip masterpost

[eyeslikewatercoolers]

WIP Wednesday-Cooking Channel AU

Alternatively called ‘Daya and Willow (figuratively) roast Bosco’s lack of cooking skills’

“What do you want me to bring to the Deja’s dinner party?” Bosco asked as she looked at the text invite on her phone.

“Some nice napkins would be good,” Daya responded, not looking up from her laptop.

“Maybe some extra Tupperware too,” Willow added from the recliner, looking through the Netflix menu.

“I meant as in food.” Bosco said with a sigh, “I can’t just show up to a potluck with decorative napkins and call it a day.”

Her two roommates looked over to her spot on the couch, “It’s better than giving our friends food poisoning.” Willow said.

“I’ve never given anyone food poisoning, thank you very much.”

“Only because Kerri realized that the chicken you made was still raw and nobody wanted salmonella,” Daya said as she closed her laptop. “My sister said that Jo-Ann’s has some seasonal napkins on sale this week, maybe bring some fake flowers too,” she said with a smirk.

“You two are hilarious,” Bosco sarcastically said, sitting up hoping to be taken more seriously. “I’m not that bad at cooking.”

“We barely trust you alone with the toaster, and the microwave is still questionable,” Willow said, settling on an old thriller movie.

Bosco thought for a moment, watching the beginning of the movie absent-mindedly. It’s not that she always hated cooking, she just never needed to learn how to do it. Her parents taught her sister, Irene, how to cook but she was never interested in joining.

As she watched the killer in the movie take its first victim, a realization hit her.

It’s never too late to learn, and the internet was right there at her fingertips.

After the movie was over, Bosco snuck off to her room and told her roommates that she was going to bed early. “I have an early shift tomorrow, and I need sleep.” Luckily Daya and Willow didn’t ask any questions and told her goodnight.

Pulling out the laptop she rarely used and settling herself on the bed, Bosco stared at the Google homepage. She wasn’t sure where to start for her search, maybe cookbooks? Or watch the Food Network? She had no idea how other people taught themselves how to cook.

A couple of hours into reading some unhelpful articles of easy beginner recipes and advertisements for meal delivery kits, Bosco’s eyes grew tired and she needed a break.

The living room was dark again as Bosco entered the kitchen for a quick snack before trying to tackle Google again. Settling on a couple of pieces of cold pizza and La Croix, she made her way back to her bedroom but bumped into a taller body in the hall.

“Shit, sorry.” Daya was holding her phone horizontally and pulled out one of her Air Pods with her free hand, “I was watching this YouTube video and didn’t hear you come out.” she explained but got Bosco’s attention.

“Wait, YouTube?” she asked. It was somewhere she usually used to listen to true crime videos as background noise, but maybe it could help her now.

“Yeah, I found this guy that does these video essays that are like five hours long about-” Bosco stopped paying attention to her roommate’s long explanation as she quickly said that she needed to get something done.

Searching through the recommended channels, Bosco narrowed down the different videos that popped up as she ate.

Some of the people in the videos talked too much and didn’t show much about cooking. Others were recreating food from different movies and TV shows and made it look too complicated.

Growing tired of clicking through all the videos and trying out different channels, Bosco let the videos play on autoplay as she lay down and pulled the computer on her chest.

Her eyes grew more and more heavy, and just as she was considering going to sleep, her thoughts were burst by peppy instrumental music, followed by two meows before the actual video played.

A young blonde woman appeared on screen in a clean, but small kitchen. She had baby pink utensils and pans displayed behind her as she spoke to the camera.

‘Hi everyone, and welcome back to my kitchen! My name is Jasmine, and today we are going to make some lemon chicken with orzo pasta. We’re going to be making my usual creamy sauce to go with this. But if you need a refresher on anything, you can find my Basically the Basics series in a playlist on my channel.”

Learning the basics was probably a better place to start. Bosco paused the video and clicked on the channel, and there was a pink banner that said Jasmine’s Kitchen in bubbly font with two drawn cats. Jasmine’s profile picture was her in an apron with printed cats, posing with a mixing bowl and smiling.

Bosco found this girl in the video cute, so she wouldn’t mind learning from a pretty girl on how to cook.

#jasco #wip wendesday #cooking channel au

[kiame-sama]

Warnings; my own head cannon for Blitz and Fizz are mixed in, Bloodline imp theory, mention of the sins, Syren is educating Fizz on something, la Croix levels of angst.

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"Wait, that means that Blitzø and I are-?"

"Yes, highness Fizzarolli, I believe that is the case."

Fizz looked in the mirror in disbelief, the clear image on his forehead seeming to stare back at him in a way he had never felt before. Standing over his shoulder was the bloodline imp he came to respect and enjoy the company of, Syren. Though most of Fizz was now white due to extensive scarring, the two symbols upon their foreheads made an unusual amount of sense.

"So all this time..."

"I am almost certain that you, your friend, and the imp circus you two were part of are a direct result of selling bloodline imps."

"... Is that why Blitzø's dad, Buckzo, and his sister Barbie had it too?"

"Yes, your highness, I believe so. You all are likely descendants of bloodline imps for Mammon. When Hell was first established, bloodline imps were next to form. Each sin got their preferred imp type and appearance, and their imps were branded with the symbol of their corresponding sin. Most bloodline imps are born with their brand or have the brands darkened after the fact by the sin themselves just to reaffirm who the imp belongs to. Mammon, in typical Greed fashion, saw how much bloodline imps could be sold for and immediately sold almost all of his bloodline imps. The few he held onto were only kept for breeding more bloodlines until they could no longer have young before he sold them too. Bloodline imps are not like other imps, if not for the fact they are born into service than for the fact they are stronger and more competent than other imps. We bloodlines excel where we are assigned and our lineage shows where others do not."

Fizz rest his robotic hand on the mark darkening his forehead, staring at the image of the jester king of Greed. Likewise, Syren's mark reflected the brand of Asmodeus and showed that she belonged to the Lust King.

"There have been cases where some imps will mark themselves and their offspring with the brand of a sin they admire, but a true bloodline mark cannot be removed or covered by hellfire, injury, or extensive tattooing. Since your mark remained even after the explosion, I have little reason to not believe you are a bloodline descendant from Mammon's imps."

"Does that mean he owns me?"

"If he were any sin other than Greed, yes. However, the other Sins saw Mammon did not cherish his bloodline imps and so it was decided he could not claim them as his after he sold them. He was- as you can imagine- furious to find this out, but one sin cannot compare to the power of the six other sins in agreement. So, unlike me, you are not owned by anyone and he can't claim you belong to him according to the decree of the other sins. This is also why so few bloodline imps are sold now, because it was decreed that a sin cannot reclaim a sold bloodline imp. They do have claim to the children that bloodline imp may bear, however, so long as they are not Mammon. Mammon resents the others for the fact that he cannot claim any bloodline imps of his own unless they are given to him by another sin."

Fizz frowned and slowly turned to look at his friend and confidant. If what they assumed was true, that meant Fizz was a bloodline imp as well but he was free from the control of his sin. That also meant that his friend was not free and never would be.

It hurt Fizz to think of the fact that his lover, Asmodeus King of Lust, owned his friend like property. He knew Ozzy was kind to Syren and all of his bloodline imps, but wouldn't be able to part with his bloodline imps as they were eternally bound from birth to serve him. It also made a painful amount of sense to realize that because bloodline imps excelled in certain aspects, he likely excelled in performance while Blitzø excelled in combat as a result of their lineage.

"Wait, so if Blitzø and I are bloodline imps, shouldn't he also be good at performing?"

"Yes and no. Likely the Greed Imp bloodline has been diluted from other bloodlines over the years as Greed-line imps were sold and not kept in the breeding network of other bloodlines. Lineage imps are supposed to be good at everything and subservient to their sin, but there are still bloodline imps who do not excel at every task, just as regular imps have niche skills. A mix of bloodline genetic benefits and personal skills come into play."

Fizz continued to ponder on what he had been told as Syren tidied up the main room Fizz shared with Ozzie. The most recent blow-up of the Lust King's relationship going public still had Hell in a buzz and some of the princes had stopped by, so the room needed to be spotless. Ozzie still had his feelers out for potentially beneficial partners for Syren, but was far less than pleased to find most of the other sins refused to actually allow the imps to meet and be together for more than whatever time was needed to breed the next generation. Ozzie was not about to find someone for Syren to love only to have them wrenched away by another sin when the two actually had a chance to be intimate. As the King of Lust, the social standing of the imps meant very little to him, but the potential for relationship or heartbreak for Syren meant the world.

"... Hey, Ren, would Blitzø or Barbie be a good match for you?"

Syren paused mid-reach in surprise, turning to gaze at Fizz for a long moment before returning to what she had been doing.

"I don't know, your highness. It seems your friend Blitzø had prior obligations to Prince Stolas and his sister Barbie has little interest in any contact with him or those who have befriended him, us included."

"I know... I just- I feel like you deserve more than you get, and if you are only allowed to be with bloodline imps, maybe either one of them wouldn't be too bad of a choice. I mean, Barbie is still a performer and Blitzø runs his own imp business now."

"Perhaps, Highness Fizzarolli, perhaps. But for now, all we can do is go forward with what we know, and try not to dwell on what we don't."

#kiame-sama #my oc #helluva boss oc #HB oc Syren #Helluva Boss Bloodline imps #my helluva boss head cannons

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Carlos & Bailey: An Interactive Story #3

[Masterlist]

[Previous]

Content: Blood (for the sake of feeding), begging, vampire whumpee, multiple whumpees, reader's POV, wounds/injuries, PTSD/trauma.

You chose to: give both of them blood and then ask what happened.

You decide to feed the both of them. You’re not sure that you have enough blood for two full-grown vampires, but nonetheless you hold out your arm towards the first one and urge it to drink. 

“N-no, I don’t need it,” he tearily repeats, though it clearly hurts something inside of him to say it. He points towards the vampire curled up behind him, arm shaking from having to simply hold it up at all. “Please. Please, give it to him. He needs it.” 

“I will,” you assure him, your arm staying steady mere centimeters away from his mouth. “I’m offering you some, too.” 

There’s a moment of hesitation. He considers declining, but the smell of fresh blood taunting him is clearly too much. So he tentatively sinks his sharpened fangs into your outstretched arm and starts to feed for what must have been the first time months at least. His shoulders slump and he wriggles as close as he can possibly get to you despite his nerves, trembling hands holding onto your arm to keep it steady. 

You have to tangle your fingers into his matted hair and yank his head up after some time just so he doesn’t drink all that you can give. “Not gonna be any left for your friend if you keep going,” you warn. 

As soon as you release your grip on him, he scrambles backwards until his back hits the tree behind him and watches you closely as you approach the terrified vampire huddled beneath the tree. Despite hearing the conversation occur, he looks terrified of you; arms held up above his head and his fangs defensively bared. Thankfully, you can tell that he doesn’t have a lot of strength in him, so he’s not of any real threat to you. 

“Not here to hurt you,” you assure him once more, holding your other wrist out towards his open mouth. “Take some. I’ll let you know when you gotta stop.” 

After they’ve both fed, which takes far longer than you would have liked, you sit down on the dirt with them and motion the first vampire back over. He immediately does so and nervously presses himself as close as he possibly can to the second one. They both seem to resume their previous terrified positions as if they’d never parted to begin with.

You decide to ask the question that’s been on your mind since you first saw them. “Wanna tell me why you’re here? What did you do to warrant being abandoned?”

“It’s my fault,” the dark-haired one whispers, as if he’s mortified by the idea of having to admit such a thing. “I- I, uhm… I attacked our master. Was so hungry, just- just couldn’t control myself anymore. No one had fed us in months!” He looks like he’s about to cry, trembling fingers holding onto the other vampire’s so tight that his knuckles are beginning to turn paler than the rest of his hand. “I am so ashamed. I am. Please believe me. I would never purposely hurt my master!” 

“Calm down.” You hold out your hand to emphasise your words. He immediately shrinks back into himself at the sight of something coming near him. “What are your names?” 

“My name is Bailey De La Croix.” It’s the first time you’ve heard the other one say a word since you got here. His voice his tense and strained, voice slightly muffled as he holds the other’s head against his chest with his battered hand. “This is Carlos. Unless you are here to help us before the sun rises, I think It’s best you leave, please.” 

A part of you is taken aback by how straightforward he is. You eye them both for a moment, eyes flickering a few times between Carlos and Bailey as you consider your options.

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