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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘖𝘠™

04/08/2021 11:08 PM 

Superboy #0

The Boy ™️ The Boy™   [Project Cadmus: Advanced Labatory Research] The rather humble facade the facility depicts upon the surface, both physically and figuratively, was an excellent deception. All but Gotham's broody Dark Knight hadn't much of a clue of CADMUS' true nature. Laying eyes upon the 'head' of this particular establishment of theirs, you wouldn't expect too much to be going on within a two story building. Inside, through an express elevator leading down into its depths where the remaining 48 floors lie in secret. Some of the most unthinkable research and experiments takes place in one half of them, the other half is typically being tread through by monstrosities - products of the facility's ambitious scientists. Artificial habitats had been provided to their handy works on these levels, as well. On one particular floor, their most ambitious and expensive project yet lays dormant within a tube, floating in liquid while several wires and links occupy his upper body ; all of which are working in some way to keep him stabilized and gradually improving. Dr. Desmond is the designated head scientist of this project, and his backers - Amanda Waller and Lex Luthor - are hoping he delivers with the generous resources they've provided him with. It's safe to say his work, Project 13, was a success unlike those who held his position before him. Thus, he has nearly absolute confidence in knowing the two were actually on their way to see how the project was proceeding. Speaking of the mentioned devils... The entrace's mechanical double doors part to give way into the large room, most of its space occupied by rows of container tubes, computers, and research tables littered with recorded files and scientific tools. Side by side and with guards at their rear, Amanda and Lex casually stroll their way down a flight of stares, both pairs of eyes taking their sweet time in observing the surroundings -- what their money was being used for.Dr. Desmond: "Waller. Luthor. Glad you two were able to make it. I've got good news on the project! Everything is proceeding smoothly and at a timely matter." Words spoken enthusiastically as possible behind an almost too obvious nervous approach, though it went ignored by the two imposing entities in government. The doctor made sure to meet them at the foot of the stairs, and now was proceeding to guide them through the room. His underlings made sure to keep out of the way and their heads down in the meantime.Amanda Waller: "I should hope so, Dr. Desmond. We're all pouring a lot of faith into you, after all."Lex Luthor: "Indeed. Your files revealed a very promising man, Doctor. I'm not quite sure what to expect, but failure is by far the furthest from it.. I suspect you've put all that money to good use, yes?" Dr.Desmond: "Yes, of course! I understand your expectations are high and I've strived to meet them, perhaps even exceed them! Right this way, if you will." He gestures toward the centerpiece of the room, a tube giving off a radiant amethyst hue. The very one that contains none other than Subject 13. Stepping onto the platform, the three of them gaze upon the project, though Desmond's concern is more focused on the others' opinions.Amanda Waller: "Awfully young in appearance, isn't he?" Dr. Desmond: "Yes, ma'am. Over the course of two weeks, we've been carefully accelerating the subject's growth. Before long, he'll be at his peak potential. After we implant knowledge into his brain, of course."Amanda Waller: "Hm..." Though mostly indifferent to the response given, her expression tightened in thought. There was a thing or two to consider here.Lex Luthor: "Fine work. I for one can say I'm undoubtedly pleased with what you have so far. You've made good time, Doctor. Try not to fumble this in an attempt to rush." Lex advises with a grin spreading across his face. He lifts a hand, placing his palm flat upon the glass containing the product of his determination. The being who was blessed to be given the DNA of one of the most brilliant and powerful humans in the world, as well as the very thorn in his side that very same world seems to adore to no end."I don't know what it is, but I certainly see great things transpiring in the future for him. So many things..."Lex muses with enthusiasm, brushing his palm along the glass before him.“Alright, I’ve seen enough. Good work, doctor.” Lex praises in the next moment, adjusting his tie as he sets off to leave.“When you’re done here, Waller, I’ll be in the limo.” He informs whilst up his way the flight of stairs he came down.“Copy that.” Amanda acknowledges, just before she settles a solemn scowl in Desmond’s direction.“Listen here, and listen good. I want a fail safe implemented within this thing. A trigger word that’ll bring it under a docile state, or at least inactive. I don’t know what Luthor is planning, but my trust only goes so far with that madman.”“O-o-of-of course, Miss Waller! I will make certain it’s installed within the subject’s psyche.” Desmonds assures.“Good. I’ll be back soon to discuss the development of the other projects. Be sure to inform the other teams to have something substantial to present.” Waller instructs on her way out.“Right away, ma’am.” Desmond responds, exhaling in relief once Waller is gone.“I think that went ideally well.” A woman’s voice brushes Desmond’s ears as he plucks off his glasses with one hand, rubbing at the bridge of his nose with the other.“Yes, far better than I expected, but yet still unnerving. Those two combined make me feel as if the building would flood in an instant if either one were displeased with our results.” He responds, settling his specs upon his face again. His attention, his eyes especially, fix upon their big project sitting literally in the middle of the lab.“No kidding. But we did good work here. He’s going to be what they’re hoping for and so much more. He’ll be a spectacular boy. I just know it. He’s our biggest success yet.”“They’re not hoping for a boy,Meredith. They want a weapon. Something capable of understanding and taking orders without question like a dog. Anything less or more, may only result in them questioning my capabilities. Please keep in mind that this isn’t some sort of Pinocchio project…”“Understood. My apologies.”_________________[ Weeks later ] “Begin the virtual simulation. I want vitals on screen and recorded at all times. We need to understand how much or little the subject is improving within social environments using the implanted data we’ve given him.” Meredith directs the team at hand, each member seated with at least two screens in front of them, eachthat would be displaying different aspects of the test. Desmond and Meredith’s sights were set upon the largest monitor in the room, one giving view of a virtual reality and the programmed housing unit the subject believed to be his home for the time being. Things were proceeding as natural. The clone awakes in bed, takes care of his hygienic needs, and gets dressed. The first half dozen times they ran this trial, it was something of a fascinating disaster. The amount of long pauses and hesitation in Subject 13’s actions, even in mundane tasks such as brushing his teeth was something difficult to grow used to. His speech pattern was off at times, unpredictably choppy and slow at times, as if doubting his artificial understanding of the English language. His choice of words occasionally were. . . Tone deaf. With every struggle found, a program was implemented within the simulation to help the subject learn and adapt. This includes detecting unusual behavior of speech - hostility, desperation, fear, - detecting and addressing visible danger, how to respond to more aggressive dialogues, and of course respecting authority accordingly. In these nine weeks, they came a long way in developing the clone’s social etiquettes. He wasn’t perfect, but he was showing progress.“Hmm… At least he’s formed a normal morning routine now. If I didn’t know any better, I’d take him for a mild mannered youth. Let’s hope this remains consistent this time.” Desmond muses out loud, though more so to himself. Arms crossed with a quite a focused glare fixed upon his features. Presently, they were observing the clone leaving the house and heading to school on foot, meeting up with an AI designed to take on the role of a classmate. A young girl who seemed well received by the subject. Minutes passed and everything remained on track. No outbursts or fumbling, Subject 13 seemed as if he successfully adopted the ability to be a functioning member of society. The final bell of the school had just rung and signaled the end of school hours. It was going well when the two children were heading back home from school initially, however a cue was given: a house caught on fire and a lady screaming for help from one of the second floor windows. Despite literally being within yards of it and earshot, the subject continued on past the burning house as if it didn’t exist. Smiling and conversing with his classmate. A sight that raised plenty of brows within the room.    “Why… why did he… ignore the burning house? Does he not recognize Hazards?” Meredith questions, squinting with sheer confusion upon her features.“He has to have knowledge of such. Surely he’s not so defective mentally.. Bah! We’ve got to fix this thing. How is he supposed to replace Superman, if he’s not compelled to be heroic, let alone acknowledge a crisis taking place!?”___________________[Shortly After the death of Superman] “Desmond, I’m putting subject 13 on ice. Stop all proceedings with it. I want your attention directed elsewhere for the time being.” Lex Luthor informs, sitting within his office on the very top floor of the Lex Corps building.“But Mr.Luthor sir, we’re nearly do—“ Desmond attempts to explain, but Luthor chimes in with swiftness.“The project is being suspended, Dr. My decision is final. Its purpose has been eliminated in one evening, and in such an opportunist way to boot. Superman’s dead and I can pick up the pieces, rebuild better and lead mankind down the path of self-reliance. There’s no need for previous countermeasures anymore.”“I-I see… Very well, then. What would you have us focus on instead, then?”“Nanotech. Been my most interesting and flexible asset thus far. I want indestructible suits, weaponry, and medical aspects explored. Think you can do that, Desmond?”“Of course, sir. We’ll get right on it immediately.”“Good. I’ll have more resources delivered to the facility soon.”“Understood. But… what about the clone? What would you have done with it?”“That, you can keep stored. Haven’t fully decided yet, but if I haven’t given instructions on what to do with it after a month’s time has passed, assume I want it terminated.”______________________[ 28 Days Later ]  Out of sight and within a room of pitch darkness, Cadmus’ previous ambitious project rests dormant within its pod. Floating within the liquid contained by the pod encasing it, curled up like a lost child. Nothingness cradles him, and has done so for all this time now, though it would seem that would be coming to an end this day.“Wake up…” A voice seeps into his mind, one coupled with an intangible force that began peeling back subdued state.“Open your eyes, Superboy. You have to get out of there. Now.” The voice insists, and surely enough the creation’s eyes ease open. Realization begins sinking soon after a few blinks and pupils scanning their surroundings. He came to understand he was submerged in some sort of water substance, and he instantly wanted out.“Force your way out, Superboy. I know this is extremely sudden, but you may have to fight for your own freedom. Use your gifts to get out of there.” “Gifts?” The boy repeats within his thoughts, extending his hands to press his palms against the glass holding him within. With a glare, he begins to push. Immediately, the glass begins cracking from the pressure against, and hardly another few seconds later it shatters much to his surprise. The substance begins rushing out through the opening, and in the midst of such the male begins smashing more of the glass until he is content enough to climb out. Liquid splashes underneath his boots as he stands on his own for the first time. Deep breathes, matted hair sticking to his face, and darkness obscuring his vision every way he looks. At least, everything out of range of his radiant suit and the illuminating crimson red it was giving off.“It’s dark. I can’t see anything.” He muses out loud to himself, discomfort growing at his core.“It’s okay, Superboy. Turn to your right and take ten paces in that direction.” The foreign voice instructs. Though unaware of where it was coming from, he obliges in hopes of escaping the dark. By his seventh step, his eyes perk up when metal double doors come into view. At his tenth, the automatic system acknowledges his presence and parts open the exit. Light peering into the room, purging the darkness and giving view to a wide monochrome corridor. Though relieved to be out of the shadows, a sense of wonder fills the spot as he steps out. Three possible directions to choose from: left, forward, and right.“Go left.” He was instructed, and he obeyed without much hesitation. Still, his curiosity was surfacing.“Who are you? Where am I?” “I’m a friend who’s here to help you. As for where you are: you’re currently in the lower levels of the Lex Corp. building.”“Lex Corp? As in Lex Luthor?”“Yes. Do you know much about him?” “No. Just that he’s of importance. But… I’m not exactly sure why he is. I just know he’s part of the reason I exist.”“I see. Just as I thought, then. Make a left at the next intersection.” And so he did.“Where are you leading me?”“To an elevator right now. Stop where you are and look to your right.” Upon doing so, his eyes lay upon the said location. Without a thought he reaches out to push the button that calls for it. Seconds pass before the Steel door peels open with a ‘ding!’, an invitation the child takes and steps aboard.“Good, now push the number one next to the door.” Another command he follows with ease. The machine begins ascending right after.“Do you know what you are, by the way?”“I am Subject 13. A clone made from the DNA of Superman and Lex Luthor. Created to replace Superman should he perish… To destroy him should he turn from the light.” With a stiffened robotic tone, the child answers the question.“To replace Superman? But then… Why would he have you put there..? It makes no sense.”“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. Who put me where?”“Sorry, I’m more so mumbling to myself. Inside your head… My mistake. Let’s just focus on getting yo—“ Just then red lights began flashing and an alarm began ringing out, irritating the clone’s inhuman hearing capabilities. Along with the alarm, the elevator came to a complete halt.“Nnngh… That noise.. What’s going on?”“Something that was bound to happen sooner or later. I’m just surprised it was much sooner than this. They know you’re up and about now.”“So?” “So, they’ll try to put you back in that tube, Superboy. You don’t want to go back to that dark place, do you?”“No… I don’t. I didn’t like it there.”“Then you have to fight for your freedom. First thing first. Get out of that elevator.”“Right.” With that said, he approaches the sealed doors before him, reaching to dig his fingers into the small cleft in between them and pry them apart with his raw strength. A more decorated hall revealing to be on the other side.“By the way, why do you keep calling me Superboy?”“Because you’re an incomplete process right now. You’re not flawed, but we didn't have time to accelerate your aging further. We held off on doing so initially to first better improve you. Right now, you’ve the appearance of a kid wearing a bright red S on his chest.”“Oh… Why was the process interrupted?”“I’ll tell you more about it when you’re out of there. For now, get going before security corners there. Run straight ahead and make a left at the next turn.” Just as told, the boy takes off into a sprint down the hall and makes a sharp turn at the end.“Go through that door and up the stairs. As many as you can.”“Understood.” With exhaustion being something of a none factor, the boy hustles up over several flights of stairs in under a minute, and keeps ascending up yet another. It’s there his path upwards is blocked off by an armed militia hurrying down the stairs above.“Hnn…” annoyance claims his features.“It’s okay. Use the door nearby and keep going. There’s still a way out.” She enthusiasts, and he follows. Out of the stairwell into a busy hallway, he runs with a guiding voice in his head. However, he finds himself tactically intercepted. Armed men lined up in front of him, their guns and laser lights pointed in his direction.“Don’t move! We have you surrounded.” One of the men barks out, reaching for his radio in the next second.“This is squad B. We’ve cut the individual off, proceeding to restrain.” A notion the boy blew a defiant breath through his teeth at. He was turning and preparing to run back where he came, but another unit of men cut him off.“Now what…?”“I don’t see any other way around it. You’re going to have to go right through them.”“What? Go through them?”“Yes. You should be more than enough to charge through them unscathed.” “If you say so..”“Hey, who are you talking to!? Do you have an earpiece on!?” The youth was questioned with a demanding tone, but it went ignored. Slowly, the clone turns to face the squad blocking the path ahead. Inhaling deeply, and exhaling heavily.“Trust me. You can do this.” With that bit of encouragement, Superboy clenches his hands into fists and glares straight ahead.   “Don’t do anything stupid, kid. You’re surrounded!” Advice given, but also one ignored. Without another second of consideration, the boy kicks off into a mad dash toward the group ahead.“Open fire!” On command, bullets went flying. Something the boy raises his arms instinctively to, shielding most of his face despite there being no need to.“You really think you’re getting through u-UUUU-AAAaaaah!?” The refile is cut off by the unstoppable force colliding into him and his squad.“Keep firing!” People cleared out of the way immediately, giving the running youth room to spare, along with the bullets chasing after him. With his eyes closed shut, the clone planned on running until they far out of range. However… KRROOOOM!! The boy goes crashing through the wall, out of the building and dropping down toward the city streets.“Guaaah— OHF!” He hits and bounces off the roof of a car below, landing on his back in the middle of the road right after. Debri, and glass from the car he just landed on scattering to the pavement.“You did it! You got out!”“I’m out?” He asks, groaning softly as he sits up whilst rubbing at the top of his scalp. He soon finds eyes and hand held devices being focused on him, murmuring all around filling his superb hearing.“Is that… supposed to be Superboy or something?”“I didn’t know Superman had a son? Why did he just suddenly come crashing of the Lex Corp. building?”“Hey, Superboy. I know this is a lot, but you have to get up and run. Right. Now.” The voice inside his head chimes in.“Right, but run where?”“For now, straight ahead. I’ll direct you to a secure location. Oh, be sure to put everything you have into running this time! You should be able to move up to mach one on foot.”“Oh… alright.” And with that, the boy took off with a gust of wind, nearly stumbling over everything and everyone in his way at first. End.   The New and Original adventures of SUPERBOY! What's in stored for our new 'hero on the loose'?

Ashlynn✨Ella

04/08/2021 10:38 PM 

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royal pain

04/08/2021 09:08 PM 

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Birth Name: Prince Joshua David NolanDate of Birth: Joshua was born on March 15th in the year 2028Age: 17 years old | seventeen years old in 2045Place of Birth: Storybrooke General Hospital, Storybrooke, United RealmsCurrent Location: Storybrooke, United RealmsSpecies: Human, SorcererHair Color: BrownEye Color: BrownOccupation: Student at Storybrooke High, Waiter at Granny's diner, Prince of WonderlandEducation: Storybrooke Elementary, Storybrooke HighFamily: King Xavier (step-great-great-great-grandfather), The Miller (step-great-great-great-grandfather), Henry Mills Senior (step-great-great-grandfather), Cora Mills (step-great-great-grandmother), Robert Nolan (paternal great-grandfather), Ruth Nolan (paternal great-grandmother), King Leopold (paternal great-grandfather), Queen Eva (paternal great-grandmother), Regina Mills (paternal step-great-grandmother), Sultan of Agrabah (maternal great-grandfather), Ulima (maternal great-grandmother), David Nolan (paternal grandfather), Snow White (paternal grandmother), Jafar (maternal grandfather), Red Queen (maternal grandmother), Will Scarlet (step-grandfather), Neal Nolan (father), Princess Amara (mother), James (paternal grand-uncle), Mirza (maternal grand-uncle), Princess Jasmine (maternal grand-aunt), Aladdin (step-uncle), Prince Aziz (cousin), Penelope Scarlet (maternal step-grand-aunt), Emma Swan (paternal aunt), Killian Jones (step-uncle), Henry Mills (cousin), Lucy Mills (first cousin once removed), Rebekah Swan-Gold (cousin), Skyler Swan-Jones (cousin), Jasper Swan-Jones (cousin), Hope Swan-Jones (cousin), Rachel Nolan (paternal aunt), Baylee Nolan (paternal aunt), Scarlett Nolan (paternal aunt), Maleah White-Jones (paternal aunt), Charlie Lucas-Nolan (paternal aunt), Sienna Mills-Nolan (paternal aunt), Jay (maternal uncle), Zelena Mills (step-grand-aunt), Robin Hood II (cousin)

Lennon.

04/08/2021 08:01 PM 

envy.

I stare down at scarred skin andwonder how you could findbeauty in such a disaster -how you could look at me and seea future, see a home, see a family.I’ve spent so many years hatingmyself for being who I am, cringing atthe reflection that stared back at meevery time I looked into a mirror.Wondering when I would finallyfall in love with the woman Ihad always wanted to be -I envy that it came so easily to you.

Lennon.

04/08/2021 07:59 PM 

monster in the closet iii

I haven’t figured out how to tell Fergie.I’ve thought it over time and time again, trying to find the right words, but each time I get flustered and tell him to forget about it. It’s not easy to tell your husband you think your home is being haunted. That you think your daughter is in harm's way because of your dead father. It’d make more sense if he was alive, but Walter was a f***ing ghost. He wasn’t real. And yet, even in his departure from this life, he still found ways to terrorize me. To make me fear the very sight or sound of him.I spent a good amount of time in the shower that night after another failed attempt at bringing it up, hoping the water would wash my anxiety and fear down the drain with the suds that soap left behind. The warmth it offered left my skin red, shoulders finally relaxing after being tensed up all night. It was the first ounce of normalcy I felt since this morning when Lilah first told me about Walter.I still didn’t understand why this was happening. When I killed him, I had hoped that meant the end of his rath. I guess I should have suspected that he’d find a way to come back and make my life a living hell.I tried not to think about it too much, though.I turned the water off with reluctance, wanting to savor the ounce of comfort it had offered, though I knew I couldn’t hide forever. My eyes catch a glimpse of the mirror as I pull back the curtain and I almost fall on my ass.The words ‘I’m watching you’ are written in the steam.It’s then, that I scream for help.

Lennon.

04/08/2021 07:58 PM 

monster in the closet ii

Lunch with Fergie went as well as it could have, though my mind was nowhere near focused enough to hold a full conversation with him. He could tell something was wrong, but I brushed it off when asked, not wanting to alarm him. I still hadn’t fully processed my feelings on Lilah’s confession, and it wasn’t exactly easy to tell him our daughter was seeing my dead father in our home. I had promised him to talk about whatever was bothering me when he got home from work, but I almost didn’t want to. Wanted to brush it off like it never happened.I was busy cooking dinner when I heard Lilah laughing from her room, a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips. Her laughter had grown into one of my favorite sounds in the world, the small giggles echoing off the walls of our empty home. It eased my mind and calmed my nerves as I stirred the pot of spaghetti sauce that sat on the back burner of the stove - and that’s when I heard it.Walter’s laugh echoed over hers through the halls.The spoon in my hand fell to the floor, and I swear my heart dropped with it. I stood frozen in fear as his laugh grew louder, and it took everything in me to move from my spot in the kitchen. It was like my feet were cemented to the floor, and although I tried running as fast as I could to Lilah’s room, they didn’t move fast enough underneath me. “Lilah?!” I shout as I make my way down the hallway. I can feel my heart pounding out of my chest and I swear I’m having a heart attack. “Lilah!!”“What mommy?” Lilah asks as I get to her doorway, gasping for breath, hand clinging to my chest. She sat by herself, a barbie in her hand, blue eyes widened, though I assume it was from my yelling.“Who were you talking to?” I ask, though I know the answer.“No one, mommy. I was just playing with my barbies,” she says, raising the doll in her hand in my direction.I so badly want to believe her, but I know what I heard. I know who I heard. “Lilah, what did I say about talking to Walter? I told you no more, didn’t I?”“But mommy, I didn’t! I -”“Lilah, I’m serious. I do not want you talking to Walter. I don’t want you playing with him, either. You understand? He’s dangerous,” I try to avoid raising my voice, but I feel like I can’t help it. My tone comes off stronger than I intend, and I know I’m yelling, her eyes growing wider with each word left my mouth. "You hear me, Walter?! Leave my child alone!" I shout into the air, which makes me feel stupid, but I didn’t know how else to get my point across. If Walter’s ghost was haunting my home, I needed him to know that I wanted him gone.“Mommy I wasn’t talking to him!!” Lilah shouts back, tears staining her face. I didn’t mean to make her cry, and I hated that I did - I hated that I felt paranoid living in my own home. “He… he wasn’t even… he wasn’t even in here,” she says through deep breaths and cries, and I feel my heart sink again.“I.. I heard him, Lilah,” I say, kneeling down to meet her height. I pull her in for a hug, holding her tight to my chest, fingers moving through her blonde locks. “Mommy doesn’t want to yell at you, and I’m so sorry I did. I just.. Don’t want Walter in our home, okay? I know you like playing with him, but… Walter isn’t real, baby. And he’s not nice, either. Mommy and Daddy don’t.. We don’t want you to get hurt, okay? That’s why Mommy got upset. Are you okay?” I ask, rubbing her back. Lilah nods her head, and I plant a small kiss on the top of it, before pulling away from her, hands resting on her shoulders. “Come with me in the kitchen, I could use some help pouring the noodles into the pot and I know that’s your favorite part.”I didn’t know what to do from here - I know I heard Walter’s laugh. It had haunted me for most of my life. And I know he was in that room with Lilah. But I couldn’t keep yelling at her for something she wasn’t doing. Lilah didn’t know any better, didn’t know of the Walter that I knew. She knew bits and pieces of the monster living in her closet - and it terrified me. Terrified me that he was haunting my home after so many years. I guess I should have expected it, I was the one that killed him. But knowing he was interacting with my child made me uneasy, and I felt unsafe.I tried pushing off the negative feelings I felt as Lilah and I finished cooking dinner, but the uneasy feeling had my stomach twisted in knots. Fergie would be home soon, and I knew I had to fill him in and tell him what was going on, I just didn’t know how.

Holy Faith

04/08/2021 07:57 PM 

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Lennon.

04/08/2021 07:56 PM 

monster in the closet | drabble

“Mommy, who’s Walter?”The question knocks the wind out of my chest, and I swear there was a lump in my throat the moment it left her mouth. Lilah has never asked about her grandparents before, not her biological ones, at least. I had kept her hidden from the cruel reality that I spent most of my life living, because I never wanted her to know of my father or the evil that possessed him. I didn’t want her to know of the man that raped me. That beat me until I couldn’t breathe.I didn’t want her to know of the man that I killed with no remorse.“Why do you ask?” I ask her, my vision shifting from the road to the toddler sitting behind me. We were on our way to see Fergie at the pizzeria just like we had always done after I picked her up from daycare.“The man in my room said his name is Walter.”I swear I almost crashed the damn car, but I’m quick to draw my attention back to the road, trying my best to ignore the fear that sat in my belly. Shaky hands steer the vehicle, eyes moving from road to car seat frequently. “What man?”“He’s nice, mommy! He comes in my room sometimes through my closet and plays with me. He likes playing barbies. And with my cars.” There’s an innocence to Lilah’s tone, a toothy grin spread from ear to ear as she looked out the window. She shows no sign of fear, though I’m terrified at her confession.“Lilah,” I try to keep my voice calm, but it too is shaky. “Lilah.. what does Walter look like?” I’m almost too afraid to even ask, but there’s a part of me that hopes it’s her imagination or a weird coincidence.“He’s got dark hair like you and daddy, and he’s old.. He kind of looks like you, but he’s got a furry thing on his lip,” her soft laughter fills the car, but I refrain from smiling. “He’s got something on his head… right here..” Her small finger pokes at the center of her forehead, and my heart sinks.My mouth opens to speak, but no words come out. There’s a piece of me that feels defeated - I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my demons away from her forever, but I never imagined that she would find out about them like this. I never imagined my daughter would be haunted by the ghost of my deadbeat father.“Mommy I think you’d really like him! He tells good jokes and makes me laugh, and -”“Lilah, I don’t want you speaking to Walter anymore, okay?” I cut her off, eyes still moving from the road ahead of me to her face in the rearview. I so badly wanted to wrap her up in my arms and shield her from the evil that was trying to break through the pureness of her heart, but I didn’t know how.“But why??? I like him!!” Her lips form a pout, and I wish I could tell her the truth. That Walter was a bad man. That he had no business being around her, dead or alive.“Because, baby. He’s… he’s not real. He’s just someone in your imagination. Mommy just.. Doesn’t want you to get hurt, okay?” I know it was crazy, that my fear was irrational and that it was just my PTSD from the years of trauma I endured at the hands of Walter. He was dead, that I knew. He couldn’t harm Lilah even if he tried. But the thought of his ghost sitting in my home, watching me and my family as we slept, playing with my daughter when Fergie or I weren’t looking… It made the hairs on my neck stand tall.“But he’s -”“No, Lilah. No more. Please,” I say as I pull into the parking lot of the pizzeria. I didn’t know if I should tell Fergie, or if I should just wave it off as a child’s active imagination. Exhaling a sigh, my eyes close, and my mind tries to think of all the logical ways to bring it up in conversation, but I find none. My nerves are shot and I feel on edge, but I try to ignore the negative feelings that radiated through my body. I didn’t want to worry Fergie, not now. Leaning back against the driver’s seat, my eyes flutter open, and I put on a fake smile, turning to look at Lilah. “Lets get some pizza with Daddy, okay? And when we get home we can watch a movie. You can sleep in our bed tonight.”It wasn’t much to ‘protect’ her - I knew that at the end of the day, there was no real way to stop Walter’s ghost from seeing my child. But I needed to do something, at the very least to ease my own damn mind. Her excited ‘Okay!’ and small giggle made a smile tug at the corners of my lips, and I try to match her enthusiasm, but all I feel is dread. 

Holy Faith

04/08/2021 07:56 PM 

Neighborhoods

NORTH HILLS [0|5] North Hills refers to an area between Paseo de Peralta and the Old Taos Highway on the west, the Santa Fe River to the east, and Tesuque on the north. Closer to townhomes are relatively modest, but as one drives toward the Ski Basin on Hyde Park Road, passing 800-1200 East, Hyde Park, Sierra del Norte, Cerros Colorados, and The Summit, prices climb with the altitude. Ten Thousand Waves, one of the city’s most popular spas, is tucked in here. Views, large and elegant homes, and rolling terrain bordered by the Santa Fe National Forest make this a favorite area for both full and part-time residents. Near northside streets like Brownell-Howland, Circle Drive and Camino del Norte boast some of the city’s more and expensive classical homes and include stunning views of a mountain range known as the Badlands.    GUADALUPE DISTRICT [0|5] Guadalupe District, originally a farming community, contains the Santuario de Guadalupe, the oldest existing shrine to Our Lady of Guadalupe in the United States. Santuario de Guadalupe, built in the late eighteenth century, was a sacred site where travelers petitioned the patron Saint of Santa Fe for a safe voyage. Today this fast-changing area is energized by its close proximity to the regeneration of the Railyard District. Less than a mile from the Plaza, the historic Guadalupe district offers fashionable shopping and many other shops, most of them lining Guadalupe Street. Superb restaurants within walking distance include Italian, Asian, gourmet Southwestern, traditional New Mexican, French, and Western American. Santa Fe River Park is a little oasis that runs along the south side of East Alameda from East Palace Ave to Don Gaspar. There are walking trails, picnic tables shade covered by large cottonwood trees and a stone pedestrian bridge over the river. Just west of Guadalupe Street are quaint old neighborhoods of mixed vernacular architecture. Homes are more affordable here, but like most of Santa Fe, evidence of renovation and transition are everywhere.   TESUQUE [0|5] Tesuque, named for a Native American tribe that survives today, is a distinctive rural (and almost as pricey as the Eastside) neighborhood on Santa Fe’s northside. Some commercial benchmarks like Bishop’s Lodge, the Tesuque Market, Shidoni Foundry, and El Nido restaurant are well known, but the neighborhood’s real charm consists of tin-roofed homes in the crevices and on the tops of rolling foothills of baked earth, pinons, and junipers. Other parts of Tesuque are shaded and woodsy. There are choice horse properties, adobe homes, and ranch-style properties, but an equal number of older, unassuming houses rich in individuality.

Holy Faith

04/08/2021 07:46 PM 

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04/08/2021 07:30 PM 

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04/08/2021 06:23 PM 

out of touch.

serpent juliet out of touch Her hair had been left unwashed for days, unkempt and messy from a lack of energy to get out of bed long enough to shower. She was wearing an old t-shirt and sweatpants that were stained with food and drink that had been thrown at her haphazardly without her attempting to sit up in bed for better aim because she didn't care. She was dressed in an out-of-style fading cardigan sweater. She was still cold, no matter how many layers she piled on while watching endless episodes of whatever television show was next in her Netflix list. She didn't seem to have changed clothes in days, never leaving the walls of her college dorm for anything other than nicely timed late-night trips to the bathroom to avoid inadvertently crashing into any of her roomies.Her complexion matched that of her room's white-painted cement brick walls, which closed in on her and threatened to swallow her whole. Her body's muscles were weak from atrophy and lack of use, giving her a sunken look, but no matter how much she slept, it was never restful and never seemed to satisfy her body's need for more.Countless unread emails from professors about class attendance and failing grades loomed nearby on the screen, with impending intervention from the university itself. Betty had locked herself entirely inside as if the rest of the world didn't exist. He'd come, of course, but he didn't realize how bad things had become because she'd avoided his calls and, when they did speak, she'd adopted a false tone of happiness and often changed the topic to avoid having to outright lie to him. It was easy enough; things in Boston seemed to be going well for him, and he'd even made a few friends with whom he spent his evenings. As a result, Betty withdrew even further within herself, using his absence as an excuse to allow herself to fall to pieces further. She told him she'd be gone for three weeks as she prepared for the FBI training. She had been kidnapped and tortured. Betty would have to speak with him at some stage. Betty wants to communicate what she's feeling. It would be Jughead if Betty talked to someone. She wasn't able to tell him anything. Why she's at her worst. He was so lovely to her, wasn't he?  Even though they blew up seven years ago, she was the one to blame.For him to be standing there now was too much for her, and she was trembling for no reason and yet all at the same time. It was the weight of emotion she didn't understand that was all-consuming and suffocating her with its unrelenting sorrow, and she was unable to pull herself out of the waters that were pulling her down. He sat next to her, his thumb delicately brushing across her cheek as if she would crumble if he squeezed too hard to wipe away her tears as they fell. He would hold her without doubt or hesitation because he loved her and was afraid of what would happen if he let go. home comment message gallery stream blog You love me when I'm low, when I'm down in the basement And don't give me up when I test your patience You always forgive, how could I forget? You don't run away when I'm acting ugly No, you never sugarcoat and that's why you're the greatest, yeahWho's gonna tell me I'm out of touch When the lights come on and I'm still f***ed up? It's true I hope it's you, yeah Who's gonna call me on all my sh*t When I go too far and you're sick of it? It's true I hope it's you

velvet underground.

04/08/2021 06:04 PM 

tusk. [cs]

"Tusk" San Jose; 2003 - "whenever we're together we can still act like we're teenagersbecause, at the end of the day, we still look at each other and see these two kids whowere sleeping on a mattress on the floor in their apartment and recorded their firstalbum in the basement of a coffee shop. we see these two kids whose debut duo albumis now a cult classic and we see these two kids who joined fleetwood mac with nothingin their pocket and a dream on their mind just to blow even their wildest fantasiesout of the water - and always had each other to depend on throughout it all. we danceon stage because it's become our home, it's become our own personal velvet underground"-stevie nicks 

Katherine Petrova

04/08/2021 04:02 PM 

To Hell and Back ( When Katherine Met Supergirl)

The sun had gone down long time ago and as it seemed very peaceful in some parts of the city with nothing happening at all as everyone was completely asleep innocently unaware what was going on when was happening and what was about to happen in the future. However the other parts well they were alive and well umm they were  pumping there fist in the air to  the beat of the music in the all packed  the night club the  had opened in Mystic falls  and is the newest thing to do there.  However it had gotten built incredibly fast like one day it was there and the next day it was strange it was because reality is that is what exactly what it was happening they were pop up night club they had no secrets or agendas on why they were there the owners of the club had no about that their club was sitting right a portal that was soon to be opening when Katherine had been sucked into hell and she had a lot of time on her hands well she honed in on her ancestral roots and started training herself becoming traveler or a dark version of one because she was in hell or whatever reality she was stuck in that wasn't the other side that she couldn't escape to actually have some kind of forever peace when she died all those months ago so when she discovered about a way to get out if there but she would need to get a little more stronger with the powers that is what she did exactly she focused on the small tiny she stepped through it and walked through a mirror through the womans bathroom taken a breather looking at herself in the mirror she fixed her hair and she said " finally - she walked out of whatever Dimension she had been stuck on it felt like months to her but in reality it was years and alot have changed more for the better and more for the worse but Katherine didnt realize that just yet as she  and headed straight of the batheroom  to celebrate she would worry about seeing about any of the familiar faces in Mystic falls like the Salvatore brothers or her dopplegangeler Elena Gilbert she right now wanted to have fun a little taste of freedom that she got out of hell alright but as she was about to take a sip she froze in silence a flash of memory remembering how her daughter was killed he growled and threw the glass of whiskey in rage it smashed and shattered into a million of peices as she stormed out in the rain whiping the tear away Katherine whispers " Nadia " as she walked away in a range she didn't even notice the strange woman standing in a metal like outfit as she stormed out of the club trying to calm her nerves she rolled her eyes as a man catcalled she let it go but then another came walking by and had a devilish smirk this made katherine aware of her surroundings Katherine noticed she was started to surrounded quickly- one, two , three, four , five , six - that was how many headed her way on each direction now that she was in this realm she was no longer a traveler witch she had no powers here and when she went to use them against the approaching gang that was walking right at her but nothing happened she said " oh sh*t! " but they were not after her she was just in the way of a brawl as they drew their guns and aimed in both directions at her shots were fired but miraculously as she jumped down she felt the bullets fly by her but she wasn't hit but as she made it to a safe spot behind a car she watched the battle turn a weird direction the gang now focused on taking down the what looked like a woman wearing a metal outfit which looked uncomfortable to be honest they attacked her but she had heat vision Katherines eyes widened seeing the massacre took place it was nothing like shed ever seen before and she had seen plenty of things in her lifetime. When it was over Katherine didnt hide from whatever she was Katherine stood up and slow clapped for Reign " Wow you really know how to put on a show " she said to her sarcastically steThe sun had gone down long time ago and as it seemed very peaceful in some parts of the city with nothing happening at all as everyone was completely asleep innocently unaware what was going on when was happening and what was about to happen in the future. However the other parts well they were alive and well umm they were  pumping there fist in the air to  the beat of the music in the all packed  the night club the  had opened in Mystic falls  and is the newest thing to do there. However it had gotten built incredibly fast like one day it was there and the next day it was strange it was because reality is that is what exactly what it was happening they were pop up night club they had no secrets or agendas on why they were there the owners of the club had no about that their club was sitting right a portal that was soon to be opening when Katherine had been sucked into hell and she had a lot of time on her hands well she honed in on her ancestral roots and started training herself becoming traveler or a dark version of one because she was in hell or whatever reality she was stuck in that wasn't the other side that she couldn't escape to actually have some kind of forever peace when she died all those months ago so when she discovered about a way to get out if there but she would need to get a little more stronger with the powers that is what she did exactly she focused on the small tiny she stepped through it and walked through a mirror through the womans bathroom taken a breather looking at herself in the mirror she fixed her hair and she said " finally - she walked out of whatever Dimension she had been stuck on it felt like months to her but in reality it was years and alot have changed more for the better and more for the worse but Katherine didnt realize that just yet as she  and headed straight of the batheroom  to celebrate she would worry about seeing about any of the familiar faces in Mystic falls like the Salvatore brothers or her dopplegangeler Elena Gilbert she right now wanted to have fun a little taste of freedom that she got out of hell alright but as she was about to take a sip she froze in silence a flash of memory remembering how her daughter was killed he growled and threw the glass of whiskey in rage it smashed and shattered into a million of peices as she stormed out in the rain whiping the tear away Katherine whispers " Nadia " as she walked away in a range she didn't even notice the strange woman standing in a metal like outfit as she stormed out of the club trying to calm her nerves she rolled her eyes as a man catcalled she let it go but then another came walking by and had a devilish smirk this made katherine aware of her surroundings Katherine noticed she was started to surrounded quickly- one, two , three, four , five , six - that was how many headed her way on each direction now that she was in this realm she was no longer a traveler witch she had no powers here and when she went to use them against the approaching gang that was walking right at her but nothing happened she said " oh sh*t! " but they were not after her she was just in the way of a brawl as they drew their guns and aimed in both directions at her shots were fired but miraculously as she jumped down she felt the bullets fly by her but she wasn't hit but as she made it to a safe spot behind a car she watched the battle turn a weird direction the gang now focused on taking down the what looked like a woman wearing a metal outfit which looked uncomfortable to be honest they attacked her but she had heat vision Katherines eyes widened seeing the massacre took place it was nothing like shed ever seen before and she had seen plenty of things in her lifetime. When it was over Katherine didnt hide from whatever she was Katherine stood up and slow clapped for Reign " Wow you really know how to put on a show " she said to her sarcastically stepping over one of the dead men to walk right over to her. " that was impressive I must say... 

The Vampire Diaries, The Originals

ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴏᴛᴛᴇ

04/08/2021 03:35 PM 

my love.

my love. I swear I couldn’t love you more than I do right now, and yet I know I will tomorrow.       Bonded to you in emotional bliss, united inphysical rapture. I realize my dreams andfantasies. Engulfed in contentment andsatisfaction. I know heaven is in your arms.My intense hunger nourished, deep yearningsfulfilled. I am open to you in total trust.You are my refuge, my everything.Do you remember the day? The day that wemet. You made me giggle and laugh. I startedto blush, my feelings I couldn’t hide. I thinkyou already knew, how I was feeling inside.I’ve held others before but it was never likethis, where my body inhales you and quiverswith bliss. Where my senses are reeling.From the strength of desire. And if I can’thave you soon I’ll be consumed by the fire.I never knew about happiness, I didn’t thinkthat dreams came true. I couldn’t reallybelieve in love, until I finally met you. */ I wrote this a long time ago for someone I cared/care for deeply. I figured I would share something positive and loving seeings my last poem was well sad and depressing. 




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