I was very much wondering if u could do headcanons of the overblotters where their S/O (THEE magicless prefect) gets a very ugly injury during their overblot? It isn't some minor scratches or bruises, but actual like gashes that require stitches or maybe a broken bone? UEGHHHH I CAN SMELL THE HURT/COMFORT SCENARIOS FROM A MILE AWAYYY
Anyways tysm ily, take ur time and byeee!!!!!!!!!!! (•ᴗ<˶)✧₊ ⊹
AFTERBLOT ✧˖°.
ഒ·˚ ⊹ ࣪ ˖. ; overblot boys reaction to injuring their s/o during their overblot rampage! .. angst to comfort / aftermath , reactions !
.˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ 𝓯 eaturing: overblot boys !
๋࣭⭑ mail ! ; sorry for the long wait, i have been trying to get back into writing <3 thank you for the patience darling!
❤︎⠀unedited writing !!
𝓡iddle 𝓡osehearts ⊹₊⟡⋆
the fight was over, the blot had cleared and in the moment of recovery, that's when he noticed you. laying unconscious on the grass with ace and deuce circling you, grim pawing at your hair waiting for you to move.
you didn't. not even a flinch. you were just ..lying there. barely breathing. a deep, painful gash stretches across your side, staining your uniform crimson.
he whispers your name, trey holding him steady but he yanks his hand out of the third years and tries to reach you; body hurting and tears forming in his eyes. he kept crying your name once he reached you, hands shakey as he cups your face and leans closer, thumbs circling your cheeks.
he...had so much guilt in his heart. his chest was hurting and his tears never stopped. "i..i don't know—i didn't mean to ...please...don't..." his voice kept pausing and he let out shallow breaths, biting his lip while you were taken away into care.
"...i didn't ...mean to hurt them, i didn't ...want to hurt—"
trey his there to comfort him, but riddle won't forgive himself even if you're healed.
no amount of reassurance helps, for weeks afterward...riddle will be super gentle with you. if you have trouble walking he'll hold your arms and walk with you, almost for you. carries your books, insists you rest, cries in his pillows to not disturb you, constantly makes sure your stitches stay secure.
"does it hurt? please...tell me where...let me take care of you, darling, please..."
you end up having to cup his cheeks as he cries into your shoulder, feeling guilty and glad you're, alive...no thanks to him.
𝓛eona 𝓚ingscholar ⊹₊⟡⋆
he knew people were hurt, but he didn't think one of them would be you. he didn't think it would be this bad. him? overblotting? god, he feels so stupid, reckless!
he smells your blood almost immediately, his head snaps around and he finds ruggie and jack hovering around you, jacks hand checking your...pulse?
he's trying so hard not to crumble when he reaches you, but his knees hit the dirt of the spelldrive court. your body is laying still, arm bent in an unholy way and your bleeding from your leg.
he's not the type to cry, or beg or scream. but when he leans down and rests his head against your forehead, he breathes silently and feels his heartbeat with his palm.
he does dead quiet, which is honestly more scarier than yelling. others don't touch you, he didn't let you. leona takes you to the nurse himself, and stays with you until you open your eyes again.
for days, leona doesn't cry or say much, but he's much more clingy and needy for you—pulling you into his chest for hugs, holding you close to his heart when napping and grabbing your arm gently to walk with you to classes.
𝒜zul 𝒜shengrotto ⊹₊⟡⋆
azul remains consciousness with jade staring down at him, face still and eyes unreadable. the housewarden sits up with a terrible headache but then notices you aren't around. he asked jade where you are, if you're hurt.
the eel hesitates for a moment before turning his head behind, azuls gaze following him and almost instantly his eyes widen.
there you lay, still and bleeding, shielding grim still as he stays on your arms with floyd hovering nearby. there was a large gash on your leg, probably from smacking it too hard against a rock and cutting it, there was a puddle of blood by your thigh.
azul. immediately. panics. his voice cracks as he cries your name, he doesn't waste any time trying to save you. he doesn't care about his own injuries, you're the only thing that matters at this very moment.
during the weeks of recovery, azul never lets you do anything on your own. he always preps your favorite tea, makes jade and floyd walk you from ramshackle to nrc. buys you the most expensive medicine so you can recover quickly and now have a slight fear of touching you.
you have had to reassure him multiple times it was okay and during one evening, he finally cuddled you again and cried into your shoulder.
he would never want, or even think about hurting the one he truly loves most.
𝒥amil 𝒱iper ⊹₊⟡⋆
he notices immediately, infact you are the first person he's searching for afterward. fortunately, kalim was the one to lead him to you and with his own eyes, jamil felt his heart hit the floor.
your body was laying on a wall, unconscious and bleeding, azul wrapping a bandage around your fractured shoulder. your body slammed too hard into a pillar and that's what lead you here.
he shoves people to the side to get to you, "move!" he whispers yells as he pushes past others and finally kneels to your level. at this point, azul had moved away and escorted others out to be checked for injuries.
he made sure to let jamil know you will be okay, but that didn't change the fact he still hurt you! your own soulmate. the one who wants to protect you at all costs.
the one who got too out of control.
his hand shakes as he pulls you in for a hug, gentle not to move your bandage and just hold you. he just sits there while you let out soft, almost silent breaths of air.
jamil simply stares at the floor, pupils wide and he repeats. "i almost killed them..." he is so glad you aren't dead, but the guilt never went away.
he offers to change your bandages, carry your books, fix your collar when you need it too and helps you with basic needs. he cooks meals for you over and over, never satisfied until you're healed and he forgives himself.
𝒱il 𝒮choenheit ⊹₊⟡⋆
he can smell the blood before he sees the blood, vils eyes snap towards you just in time to see you collapse in rooks arms and be gently laid on the stage floor. there's multiple scars and scratches on you, but the big on his own your back, actively bleeding out and rook covering it with a price of his fabric from his uniform.
broken stone had struck you during his overblot, falling on-top of you and almost breaking your neck, but thankfully, with some miracle, you stood back to your feet until passing out again. from the lack of blood.
vil calls your name out, barely in a whisper while the rest stare off from afar. epel not knowing what to do, he just stares with widen eyes. the pomefiore housewarden is at your side on an instant, with his vice at his back as well, he takes you in his arms and holds you.
his gloves stained red from your blood, and no matter how many times he'll wash his hands it will never be enough to remove your blood from his hands. rook, gently place his own hand on vils shoulder and comforts to him you will be okay, your alive.
when you're stable, vil refuses to leave your side. he'll be with you until you discharge and is walking freely. you have a sore back, so he'll make sure to give you the best messages and creams. when your stitches are removed, he'll carefully touch the faint scar left behind and drown in a puddle of guilt, his head resting on it while he tears up silently.
hell press a gentle kiss on your scar, "my love, you didn't deserve any of this...and for that i am sorry. let me make it up to you, please?"
ℐdia 𝒮hroud ⊹₊⟡⋆
everything stops, the overblot had passed but he still finds your unconscious body, passed out by the walls of the underground. one arm broken and forehead bleeding.
idia immediately starts to hyperventilate, "no..nonono!" he practically crawls towards you and checks for your pulse, keeping a hand on the back of your head as he stares down at you.
your dirty, bleeding and scared. and it's all his fault. he wouldn't leave your side, even when ortho scans you for any other injuries and what you need for help.
idia wouldn't leave your side from the infirmy, he would ask questions and hell maybe even try to take care of yourself but ortho reminds him the nurses know how to exactly help you.
he can't lose you, he can't have that blame again.
idia gets nervous when he sees you again, afraid he'll hurt you again he tries to send you food, medicine and water from afar, aka ortho. he texts, "love you, get better soon!" and almost starts to cry because it's all his fault.
he'll do anything to prevent it from happening again, he'll finally get the courage to cuddle you again and he's never letting go.
ℳalleus 𝒟raconia ⊹₊⟡⋆
silence. utter silence.
he sees you beneath a heavy chunk of stone, your breathing shallow and leg pinned under it. your bleeding was pooled around your body and malleus almost. lost it.
he thinks you're dead, racing to you with silver and sebek close behind but keeping their distance, lilia slowly hovering closer to the fae prince and his loved one. when you rescued, out of the rubble and on the floor unconscious.
he follows you from the stretcher the entire time until you're brought into the infirmary, the nurses having to keep him away from bursting in through the door when it's been too long.
during your recovery, he visits every morning. sometimes, neither of you speak or you're still asleep. he'll hold your hand, kiss your head and sometimes cry into your blankets.
after you're healed, lilia and the rest of diasomnia notice malleus becomes more protective. always by your side, a hand on your side when walking and speaking for you when confronted about school related questions.
hes just...making it an absolute certainty the actions after his overblot never happens again.
because once was far too many times already.
end notes: mm i got lazy for some of them, mwahmwah love y'all explodes
i wish more fanfics captured how absolutely arrogant malleus is. he needs to be humbled ;) i want him humbled sooo bad like he does shit in the story because he thinks its entertaining or he thinks that yes perhaps i should bestow this gift upon them they did do something good after all like BIIIITTTCCHHHHH PLEASE. i love arrogant malleus my son
Synopsis: The word gets out about The Prefect's condition after Ramshackle collapsed + Malleus visits The Prefect in the infirmary
TW: Aftermath of The Prefect getting caught under a collapsing Ramshackle, Malleus Cries, Discussions of Death
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (here), Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14
The story of what happened was kept relatively under wraps until about a week after when the staff finally had to explain to the students what had hapened.
The newly hired school counselor was swamped after that.
The staff had explained the collapse of Ramshackle, the condition you were in (vaguely as not to cause a panic), and that Professor Crewel would be taking on the role of Acting Headmage for the time being. He'd still be teaching his classes of course, he'd just have to do all the work Crowley had been letting pile up as well (with the help of the rest of the staff, of course).
Despite the attempts made to keep the campus calm, mayhem broke loose. Some of your friends tried to break into the blocked off hallway leading to the old infirmary (they kept you in that one so you could have a calmer environment in which to heal), but were ultimately stopped by Crewel and, surprisingly, Leona.
"D'ya think they'll be able to rest with all of you herbivores making a ruckus in there?"
It took a bit of convincing (and some force), but the mob was quelled.
The campus continued to be a bit more rowdy than usual for a few days, but after those days passed, and the news had time to set in, the campus went silent. Even those who hadn't liked The Prefect shut up in fear of getting pummeled by their many friends and supporters.
The news, of course, leaked outside of the campus after the students were informed. You began receiving gift baskets and flowers not only from your friends at NRC, but also those you'd met from RSA, your friends' families, and so many more people you had met in your time here.
The media found out about the incident pretty quickly as well, but they were barred from entering the school. Any letters they sent you were promptly thrown away or responded to in a manner that told the senders (rather passive aggressively) to leave you alone.
On the 3rd week it was announced that Crowley had officially been fired.
"Hey, Pup." a familiar voice called to you from the doorway.
You could tell by his tone that he was nervous. "I heard the news"
Professor Crewel pales at your scratchy admission. "I-. . .I see."
He crosses the room to sit next to your bed. "Look-"
"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at all upset, but I think I'm okay."
A moment of silence stretches out between you.
Tick Tick Tick Tick
You no longer need to focus on the ticking of the clock to keep your mind off the pain. It hasn't completely gone away, but you've gotten used to what pain you currently endure.
"I. . .I know you probably saw him as your only way home. . ."
The man trails off, unsure of what to say next and you make no move to alleviate the awkward silence.
Tick Tick Tick Tick
When you do finally speak it's in a soft, barely audible tone "--------------------"
On week 4, you're finally allowed visitors. You're given a list of all the people who signed up saying they wanted to see you and told to sift through it to decide who you do and don't feel up to seeing (the ones you don't, the staff make an excuse on your behalf to avoid hurt feelings). From there, the order they get to see you is decided by the order in which they signed up (you were given an option to pick an order, but you had no real bias).
You were rather surprised by your first visitor. In the doorway to your room loomed none other than Malleus Draconia. The man who was never clued in on events, somehow managed to get his name on your visit sheet first. Needless to say, you were astonished.
"May I enter, Child of Man?" The usually regal and sometimes smug sounding Malleus sounded almost meek when he spoke.
You nodded as a way to tell him to come in and he did so, rather unsteadily. When he got to your bed, he just stood there watching you.
A nod to the chair didn't seem to do anything so you opened your mouth to tell him he could sit down but he stopped you in your tracks when he sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't say a word, and neither did you.
Tick Tick Tick Tick
The whole time he was sitting there all he did was stare. His gaze roamed over your body, but not in a way that was distasteful. He looked at you in a way that made it obvious he was simply assessing and trying to process the state you were in.
"We fae live long lives." he began. "I do expect that I'll have to watch you leave this world and return to your own or see you die someday, but I will not accept it being so soon."
"Nobody can dictate when I'll die-" Not the right thing to say! Not the right thing to say at all!
Clouds rolled in outside and the sky became unnaturally dark. You had seen this before when Malleus got mad, and any moment now, your eardrums would quake at a boom of thunder.
But. . .the thunder never came. The clouds poured buckets of rain, but there was no lightning in sight.
You glanced away from the window and up at Malleus. He was crying.
"I. . .I do not wish to lose you so soon."
That cold feeling you felt a few weeks back returned to your body and you shivered. "Tsuna-. . .Malleus. I don't want to die anytime soon either, but it may very well happen." The sound of rain pelting against the window got a bit louder. "When that day does come, whether it be soon or in the distant future, I don't want you to be sad."
Malleus took one of your bandaged covered hands in his before he spoke "You know I value your happiness dearly, but I'm afraid you may be asking too much of me, Child of Man."
"I guess so. . ." your gruff voice tickled at your throat. You had been speaking too much. However, you put that aside for the time being, "But I would at least like to ask that even when I die, you continue to remember me fondly, and not let my death taint the time we've spent together as friends. I don't like the idea of nobody wanting to remember me. . .but I guess that's kind of selfish-"
"I promise, Child of Man" Malleus cuts you off.
"Thank you."
Tick Tick Tick Tick
"May we please change the subject." Malleus asks softly as we wipes his tears with a handkerchief he pulled from his pocket.
You nod. "So, uh. . .you managed to get your name on the list 1st, huh?"
He gives you a quizzical look as he hands you a glass of water. Guess you weren't doing a very good job at hiding the worsening rasp in your voice. "No. There were many other names on the list when I signed mine. I just wrote mine above all of theirs."
You listen to him talk until the sun has set. He insists you not say another word as not to hurt your throat, so you don't get a chance to ask him about the severe storm that started the day the Staff informed everyone about what happened and raged on for that entire week.
cw: suggestive bits. obvious angst. me loving the dragon boy.
most definitely hums to himself, and would love the phantom of the opera soundtrack.
loves being gothic. prides himself on it, and has also probably worn a corset at some point.
speaking of corsets, he's very fond of women's corsets, mostly because he finds the female figure very attractive. (ahem ahem boob lover).
he just likes the curves. and the idea of holding a woman's corseted waist is very pleasing to him.
enjoys the rain, but doesn't like how it happens. (doesn't like how it depends on his mood fluctuations).
used to not use his fire magic when he was young because he couldn't properly control it.
wandered off a lot when he was a kid.
was often found in the middle of the forest, in the same large, empty meadow.
developed a habit of talking to himself from childhood loneliness, and still sometimes does it as a teen fae.
would probably actually break down if lilia died. inconsolable, and would go completely catatonic. (luckily I hc lilia to be an actual vampire so he won't be dead for a long time)
finds owls fascinating.
used to accidentally bump his horns when he got the height (6'7 my lord) and had to duck underneath doorways before they were altered in the palace.
also finds humans fascinating. what do you mean you're mature at 25? he wasn't even out of the toddler stage at that age. what is a 'chronic illness'? brilliant creatures. (his words).
Tw: Bad grammar and mis-characterization of any and all characters bc I only had 1 act to write this
Scene 1
(Dark, castle-looking room with one big bed in the middle. The bed has four posts neatly decorated with intricate carvings. Boxes spread everywhere, some open, some closed, all filled with random old antiques and items a person would have collected over time. Two teenage boys are sitting at opposite ends of the room, packing stuff away. Lilia, Disominas' Vice housewarden, is dropping out of school and is getting help from Silver, a second-year, who is helping him pack up. Lila is a 5’2” tall boy who has a black bob with a slant to the right bang and little tuffs coming off the top of his head that kinda look like bat wings. Silver is a 5’9” average built man with silver eyes and silver mid-length hair.)
Lilia
Oh, great sevens! I haven’t seen this in years. Look, Silver, it's your baby photos! Oh, look at how small you were back then. (he hugs the photos to his chest.)
(Silver looks over at Lilia)
Silver
Da-Lilia…. Stay focused, the party is going to start soon, and we need to get this (gestures to the boxes) cleaned before we can go out. (Silver walks over to some items that haven’t been put away yet. He takes an unfamiliar box and opens it to see a ring and some old acorns in there.) What are these? Why haven't I seen them before? This is a very pretty ring, Lilia. Why don't you wear it?
(Lilia walks over to where Silver is crouched down.)
Lilia
Oh that! Why thats yours, Silver, from when you were a baby. I found it on your finger when I found you. I was going to give it to you when you graduated from Night Raven College.
Silver
Sorry, Father, for ruining your surprise for me. Please accept my apology. (Silver starts to inspect the ring, noticing words that he cannot understand)
Lilia
No need to apologize, Silver, it's no biggie. I just thought that it would be a cute little gift to give you, since it's really the only thing from your real parents I was able to get. (Lilia walks away and continues to stack boxes while Silver just stays there, looking at the ring)
(Someone knocks on the door)
Sebeck
SILVER, THE NEED YOU TWO OUT HERE TO HELP SET UP FOR LILIA-SEMPIS DROP OUT PARTY!
(Silver's head shoots up from the ring)
Silver
Coming Sebeck! Be there in a moment. Let me finish up in here with Lilia. (Silver quickly shoves the ring back into the box and walks to the door)
Lilia
Go have fun, Silver. Don’t have too much fun without me now! (he paces over to Silver and grabs his shoulder) Make sure Sebeck doesn’t scare the other little bats now. And don’t dwell, Silver.
Silver
Wha-umm I mean will do Lilia! Sebeck won’t cause any harm to anyone out there! (Silver releases himself from Lilas's grasp and walks out the door)
Lilia
(waving Silver off) Good boy, Silver. (whispers) You, kids, keep me young.
(black out, scene change to Housewarden Malleus Draconias bedroom)
Scene 2: Malleus room
(A grandiose room with very elaborately decorated walls, a closet, and a writing desk.) A big picture window is situated next to the bed, looking over a dead forest. Green and black are the main colors. The bed looks like Lilias's but is slightly bigger. Very clean and organised. Malleus is pacing around the room with a worried look on his face. There's a knock on the door.)
Malleus
(Looks at the door) Hmmm? Who would be knocking at my door at this time? (walks over to the door and opens it)
Yū
Horton, may I come in? You seem out of it and like something's wrong, and I want to make sure that everything is ok.
Malleus
Of course, Child of Man, come right in. (He opens the door and Yū walks in) Please, Child of Man, don’t worry so much, nothing is wrong.
Yū
(Walks over to the bed and takes a seat) You sure, Horton? You haven’t left your room in a while, and everyone is getting worried. Especially Sebeck, he's totally freaking out.
Malleus
(Sits at desk) Sebeck worries too much. He’s always worried about my safety, isn’t he?
Yū
Mal… stop trying to avoid my question. What’s up with you? Is it the party? If so, then you don’t have to go; we can stay here and hang out.
Malleus
Child of Man, it’s just that… Lilia is leaving.
Yū
Yeah and? What’s wrong with that?
Malleus
I have always had Lilia by my side, and now he’s just…
Yū
Gone?
Malleus
Yes, Child of man, gone. I don’t think I’ll be able to go on without Lila. He’s been with me since I was a hatchling. He’s like a father to me. This party that is being hosted is just a reminder of the short amount of time I still have with him.
Yū
I still don’t get why he’s leaving in the first place. I mean, wouldn’t he want to stay in this school?
Malleus
Oh, Lilia is way older than just 15, Child of Man. He’s very old for a fae, around 700 years.
Yū
700! Geez, he’s an UNC, worse than Leona. But I’m gonna take a guess and say that fae age differently than more humanoid creatures and that 700 isn’t as crazy an age to other fae as it is to say me.
Malleus
Your assumptions are correct, Child of Man. But also as fae age, they start to lose their magic.
Yū
Is that what is happening to Lilia?
Malleus
…Unfortunately, yes. (Fade out to Scene 3)
SCENE 3
(Main room of Diasomia, English Castle, looking common room)
Sebeck
LORD MALLEUS! WHERE ARE YOU? (Looking around frantically)
Silver
(Trailing behind Sebeck) I’m sure he’s fine, Sebeck. He’s probably still getting ready in his room. This is a big day for him after all. It’s a big day for all of us as well. We need to give him his time.
Sebeck
(Stopping in place) Do you not remember your duty, Silver?
Silver
(Stopping right behind Sebeck) Of course, I remember Sebeckt. It’s been my whole life. How could I just forget? I need this party to go smoothly, and if that means making you stop your… your “this” (gestures to all of Sebeck), then I will do what I must to make this day perfect for Lilia. Malleus will come out when he’s ready, same with Lilia.
Lilia
(Enters stage right) Boys, boys, stop fighting about little old me.
Silver and Sebeck:
(in unison) LILIA!
Lilia
(Walks over and grabs both of the other boy’s shoulders) Who’s excited for the Partyyyy!!!!
Silver
Both of us, Lilia.
Lilia
So what were the two of you just doing standing around?
Sebeck
We were looking for Lord Malleus, Lilia-senpai.
Lilia
Oh, he’ll come out when he wants, but if you're so scared, Sebeck, I’ll go look for him for you. Too-da-loo little bats! (Exits stage right)
Silver
Well, that was easy. (Pause) Do you think things will change, Sebeck?
Sebeck
What do you mean?
Silver
I mean, we’ve always had Lilia, right? It’s going to be weird here at school without him.
Sebeck
I don’t think things will change too much, Silver. We will still be protecting Lord Malleus every day like we normally do.
(Malleus, Yū, and Lilia enter stage left, behind Silver and Sebeck. Lilia sneaks up behind the two again.)
Lilia
BOO! (Giggles)
Silver & Sebeck
AHHH! (They both turn around to look at Lilia)
Silver
(Sigh) Oh, thank the Sevens it’s just you, Lilia. And look, you also brought Malleus and Yū.
Lilia
Of course, I got them! Now, since everyone is here… let’s start this PARTY!
(People party for a bit, Lilia is talking to some other Diasoma students. Silver and Yū are hanging out. Sebeck is walking around the party to make sure everyone is behaving. And Malleus is in a corner, very quiet and giving Lilia a death stare.)
Lilia
(Talking to other students)… Have fun, little ones. (Walks over to malleus) Are you good, Mal?
Malleus
You can’t leave
Lilia
Malleus, what are you saying? I have to leave Mal.
Malleus
No, you can’t leave. You can’t leave me.
(Silver, Sebeck, and Yū all turn and notice. Silver and Sebeck come over to Lilia and Malleus.)
Silver
Lilia, Malleus, what’s going o-
Malleus
(He pulls out his magic pen) NO ONE IS LEAVING ME! (Green flames appear all around the common room, blocking all exits) Never again.
(Everyone besides Lilia and Malleus acts shocked)
Lilia
Malleus… what are you planning to do?
Malleus
I’m going to keep you all here forever, under my care. (Magic effects start to go off, Students start to get dozy. Silver and Lilia start to come to a realization)
Silver & Lilia
(Under their breath) his signature spell…
Malleus
Spinning wheel of fate, spin the threads of calamity.
Lilia
Malleus stop
Malleus
I, the Lord of Malevolence, offer this blessing. Fae Maleficence.
Lilia
MALLEUS!
(Green lights start to flash as malleus overblots. All the others fall asleep in a deep sleep. As soon as everyone is “asleep,” Malleus does an evil laugh, and everything fades to black.)
Scene 4
(We are in a room with Yū and a mirror. Just the two of them. It looks to be an abandoned house with holes in the ceiling and windows not working.)
Yū
Where am I?
(A voice from the mirror appears)
Mickey Mouse
You're doing a good job, Yū.
Yū
MICKEY MOUSE! WHY ARE YOU IN MY MIRROR?
Mickey Mouse
Now, don't ask too many questions, child.
Yū
Okay, okay, but no, seriously, what are you doing here?
Mickey Mouse
I’m here to tell you that you need to get out of this dream and save everything.
Yū
ME! AGAIN!
(Knock knock)
Mickey Mouse
Not just you, Yū. There’s someone else here to help you. Go check your front door.
(Yū nods. They walk over, down the stairs, and to their front door and open it.)
Silver
Yū. You need to listen to me. This is a dream world.
Yū
Yeah, Silver, Mickey Mouse just told me that information. Thank you very much.
Silver
Who is Mickey Mouse? And why is a Mouse in your mirror?
Yū
Not important, continue.
Silver
Come with me.
Yū
Come where? Why are we exploring my mental fortitude in a dream state?
Silver
No, Yū, we are going to go to someone else’s dream using my unique magic
Yū
You can just go into people's dreams! That’s so cool, dude.
Silver
Thanks. Take my hand (holds hand out).
Yū
(Takes hand) This is awesome.
Silver
(takes out magic pen) “Meet in a dream”
(bright white light flashes. Both Silver and Yū are gone. The stage is now black)
Scene 5
(Back in the Diasomia common room. There’s an off feeling in the air, like everything is slightly wrong. Silver and Yū walk around)
Yū
(Leaning over to Silver) What’s your plan, Silver?
Silver
Wait here and just let me do my thing. (Walks away)
Yū
Wow ok, leave me here then.
Sebeck
Good one, Lord Malleus (chuckles)
Silver
(Walking up to Sebeck, Malleus, and other students) Hello Lord Malleus, Sebeck, others. (Turns to Sebeck) Sebeck, can I borrow you for a quick chat?
(Sebeck turns to Silver while Malleus has a questioning look on his face.)
Sebeck
For whatever reason, Silver? Everything is going just fine.
Silver
(Looks at Malleus and then looks back at Sebeck) Please, Sebeck, this is a very urgent matter at hand.
Sebeck
Nothing is a matter, though, Silver? Are you sick? If so, please leave and rest. You cannot ruin this party.
Silver
Sebeck, just listen to me.
Malleus
ENOUGH (Thunder strikes, malleus is now in his overblot outfit) I WILL NOT HAVE YOU, SILVER, RUINING EVERYTHING FOR ME AGAIN!
Sebeck
L-Lord Malleus!
Silver
(Grabs Sebeck and runs back to Yū) We need to get going.
Malleus
YOU WILL NOT LEAVE (Green thunder strikes in front of Silver, and the group runs to stage left)
Silver
(Grabs his magic pen from his pocket) “MEET IN A DREAM”
(White Flash. Silver, Yū, and Sebeck are gone. Malleus is left alone on stage as the lights dim)
So for one of my classes we get to make a script for anything we want to and I chose to write BOOK 7 FROM TWST but in play form. Would any of you be interested in reading it when I’m done (the first act for now and then the second act later)? (Will probably release Saturday since I have to have act one turned in by Friday💚)
I finished the first act, not good at all and it’s missing stuff but I needed to make it understandable for only the first 100 Chapters of Book 7. So all of the Ortho stuff got cut sadly ☹️
I feel so bad having to mis-characterize Malleus and all of the other characters in my play because my theater teacher doesn’t know Twisted Wonderland and I need to make them understandable for a normie 😭 I hate it I feel like I’m killing them slowly and surely
So for one of my classes we get to make a script for anything we want to and I chose to write BOOK 7 FROM TWST but in play form. Would any of you be interested in reading it when I’m done (the first act for now and then the second act later)? (Will probably release Saturday since I have to have act one turned in by Friday💚)
I have a family friend who worked at our local Salvation Army headquarters as a a secretary. This particular office took all the Christmas donations for children in need, put them in a warehouse, and on a designated day the staff and their friends picked through them all, taking whatever they wanted. She saw people hauling away bikes donated for specific families. Some local children had hundreds of dollars of gifts donated in their name, and on Christmas they received three cheap things, items likely not even from the person who sponsored them.
My friend quit, and I’ve not given them a dime of my money since then.
I deal with a lot of agencies who provide disaster relief.
I used to say the Salvation Army’s disaster services were the one (literally the ONE) good thing they did.
They would come in, set up a canteen trailer, make and pass out hot coffee and donated food in a disaster, usually being one of the first agencies to get there and the last to leave.
Then I found out.
Every time they did this, regardless of if they were actually invited or deployed by the agency in charge (usually FEMA, sometimes others) they would SELF-DEPLOY. Meanjng they would just show up. Ok. That’s not TOO bad, sometimes agencies have to take initiative and get there before the red tape is sorted out. BUT. They, after they left at the end of the incident, they would send FEMA or the host agency a BILL. They used one or two paid employees (usually the driver of the truck and a supervisor); and many VOLUNTEERS, but they would bill for EVERYONE’s Labor at standard federal rates. They would bill for the food they distributed even though it was all donated by another agency or private parties. They would bill for the coffee they made and the supplies. Except they would use electricity from the shelter location, water from donations or from the shelter, and in many cases, they would get the coffee and industrial filters DONATED, but bill for them at retail prices.
The Salvation Army is also ass to the workers. A good number of people join it, naively thinking that it’s doing good, and end up leaving cynical and beaten down. The management is hostile, if not outright abusive, and demand some ridiculous hours of it lower to mid-level staff. Don’t support these people.
Also just for even more horrific context on the original twitter thread?
Salvation Army reached out to Milknmuffins and asked what shelter she’s at with the promise to address the abuse in it. She…ended up saying where she was. She was thrown out onto the street. It’s also all on Twitter.
They invited her to a personal talk so she could explain the situation in person.
And then they threatened her with a screenshot of a rape-threat made supposedly by her:
And then threw her out into the street while claiming she broke house rules that
So yeah, the Salvation Army is a bunch of entitled assholes that will treat the most vulnerable like shit if they dare try to do anything that makes them look bad
The “Fuck Salvation Army” posts are making the rounds again, so conisder this your reminder:
Do. Not. Give. These. Assholes. A. Single. Fucking. Penny.
If you see the timestamp and think ‘maybe the Salvos got better in the last 8 years’ no. No they didn’t. Actually they got worse. DON’T GIVE TO THE SALVOS. THEYPISS ALL THEIR MONEY UP THE WALL ON THE CORPORATE END AND DO LITTLE TO NOTHING TO HELP WHO THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP.
