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i fear no evil , for the shadow is mine , and so is the valley
a private + dependent mumu blog affiliated with ⸻ #CROSSROADHQ ; damned by lily , she + they , twenty9 . will frequently feature mature / triggering topics ⸻ do not interact if you are not apart of said roleplay !
₀₁.INTROS . / ₀₂. MY EDITS . / ₀₃.BEACON HILLS .
⸻ » open starter + ANYWHERE IN THE TOWN «
⸻ » there was no finesse when he walked right into another person ; the clumsy movement of feet, a suprised face, all carefully crafted to appear as human as possible. " whops, my bad! " he gently catched her arms to keep both of them steady, an embarrassed smile on lips. " i'm sorry, i didn't look where i'm going... are you okay? "
❝ ⸻ You almost made me spill my drink ❞ for some reason war had developed an addiction to the Blackberry Clearly Canadian Sparkling Water ... Or perhaps it was JIA . either way , war liked it enough to clear out the entire supermarket of it and have it stacked up on the fridge . dark eyes looked over at GABRIEL .
❝ who are you suppose to be ? a lost puppy ? ❞
⸻ » open starter + ANYWHERE IN THE TOWN «
⸻ » there was no finesse when he walked right into another person ; the clumsy movement of feet, a suprised face, all carefully crafted to appear as human as possible. " whops, my bad! " he gently catched her arms to keep both of them steady, an embarrassed smile on lips. " i'm sorry, i didn't look where i'm going... are you okay? "
rowena was on her phone when he walked into her . the brief touch was enough to send chills down her spine . DOE brown eyes fell on his . If she were anyone else , they wouldn't be able to see what she saw . She lived far too long to be this stupid .
❝ ⸻ It's not like you KILLED me , dear . A little bump from such an angelic face , well , some would say it's a blessing ❞ OR A CURSE when you want nothing to do with such creatures . still she flirted and played on a smile .
this is going directly onto his unofficial and frankly exhaustive list of most secondhand embarrassing events of all time. in his defense , it's only a handful of seconds of dumbstruck what the hell, lydia? staring before he rushes into action . off goes the jacket , which he guesses will now haunt him with lydia's particular fragrance and the memory of finding her naked in the street like a terrifying victim of early onset dementia . "oh my god, yeah, i'm the freak in this situation. whose nightmare is this, mine or yours? you're the one with no clothes on, shouldn't you be having the humiliation dream?" instead she hardly seems fazed , which , fair . stiles bites his tongue so he doesn't ramble on with more extremely poorly displayed concern , fixes his eyes upon the sky so they don't fall anywhere non - platonic as he helps drag his jacket over lydia's shoulders . "are you having a banshee episode? psychotic breakdown? did you hear something, feel something, what?" his own brain's been decaying with paranoia , doesn't need her own voices or senses on top of it , but here they are , the world's least fit puzzle pieces struggling to align themselves into place . he yoinks his flannel off next , and yeah , freezing in his t - shirt is going to be a bitch out here , but handing it over to lydia for a makeshift skirt feels better than the alternative . "here. look, are you okay?"
The human body is the best work of art . Lydia Muldur knew that . she was not ashamed of her own body nor will she ever be . Funny enough , she never cared about who saw her naked . She mostly cared about who saw her crying . Skin was just that : skin ( and hers was beautifully so ) . But for someone to see your soul stripped , laid bare for the eyes of someone else-that was terrifying to her . ❝ ⸻ it's only humiliation if you have anything to be embarrassed about . ❞ Lydia watched as stiles fumbled to dress her with his jacket and his flannel shirt to make a makeshift skirt . The banshee took his flannel shirt and put his jacket over his head . quickly putting that on instead and buttoning it on all the way . it covered enough . She also didn't want stiles to get a cold because of her . she was cold , yes , but she could handle it despite her trembling body .
NO ONE COULD HEAR WHAT SHE CAN HEAR . she felt and heard everything . she didn't want to think but the whispers she heard the first time felt like it echoed in her head . She screamed . she knew she did . ❝ I'm not okay , stiles ❞ she started as she went and zipped up his jacket before eyes looked at his . ❝ ⸻ I thought I'd finally had some control over this but no ... the last time I ran naked into the woods was because of my powers awakening and something big was happening ... ❞ she paused for a moment as the wind picked up around them , she spoke as if she were still in a trance and soon as if she snapped out of it . ❝ I will feel better once I shower . ❞
⸻ » listen, peter is not someone you would call good. he could be selfish and cruel and manipulative, but it didn't mean he was going to sit there and do nothing. he kept watch over not-his pack and almost-pack from distance, just to make sure they don't bring anything worse than him here... so it wasn't hard to notice when lydia just disappeared. two days, walking trough the town, looking for fresh scent and finally, here she was. he was careful coming closer, watching silently at the vacant look she had, hands already moving to take off his jacket. " i wanted to make sure you are all back, " he said, making sure she see his every move as he gently put the jacket on her shoulders, eyes fixed firmly on her face. " it's too short to cover everything, but i have a blanket in the car. it's right around the corner. " peter wasn't a good man, but he was prepared one. most of time.
❝ ⸻ I'm back ... I'm here ❞ Lydia looked up at peter , his jacket warming her up but she was still cold . The image of that man was something she couldn't get out of her head . the smell of blood ... THERE WAS SO MUCH BLOOD . something bad happened and she felt as if she let it . It was too late to do anything about it . About what she saw .
she was tired and wanted to shower . having peter's help was nothing new but when he did small gestures or helped her out , it indicated he wasn't that much of a manipulative heartless asshole . she wasn't blind to how much he had helped her . pulling the jacket closed , lydia hugged herself . ❝ Not like I care ❞ lydia muttered . It wasn't the first time she ran around the woods the way she came into this world . still it was annoying . ❝ but thanks ... How long was I gone ? ❞ she wondered as she let him lead her to his car .
❝ God , I just want to shower . ❞
⸻ » open starter + PARK «
⸻ » they sat on the bench, legs closed, a book leaning on their knee. they read the words even knowing them already, a simple act that made this whole vessel thing almost worth their time. with gentle fingers, they turned the page, speaking up without looking up. " yes, the seat is free, if you are done with standing above me like a shadow. "
❝ ⸻ Aren't you always doing the same to me . always lurking in the shadows . following right behind . WHERE THERE IS WAR , DEATH SURELY FOLLOWS . ❞ war smirked as they took their seat next to death . ❝ I find it amusing how we took vessels so close in relations . Elena Gilbert . best friend of bonnie bennett and CAROLINE FORBES ❞ War started munching on the bbq flavored chips they got and offered some to their sibling .
❝ ⸻ having fun , big bro .. I suppose sis , this time? ❞
⸻ » she still felt... weird. like something was crawling right under her skin and mei was not a fan. the hybrid hummed, hand falling down after realizing she was trying to get ride of the small headache by pressing fingers into her temple. " hmm? who died now? " she asked, opening eyes she didn't even knew she closed. it was not her best day, but mei never missed lunch with rowena and little feeling under weather would not stop her now. ( she didn't want to think why she feels like this, she shouldn't, not with the whole witch-vampire thing and yet, here she was, ready to burn or rip something apart just to get back to yesterday. )
❝ ⸻ Some poor ANGELIC little man . ❞ Rowena lightly chuckled at her own play of words . She knew not many knew of angels . Not many really believed . DEMONS , yes . Some , if not all . Still , there was no denying the change in air . the power in killing an angel that waves through . the witch could tell that mei felt off .
❝ you alright , darling ? Starving ? I know I am . ❞ there wasn't a lot of people that rowena would even consider a friend . a best friend . to her people are a means to an end . Yet with mei it was different . Mei was there for rowena and in turn she was there for her . she held out her hand for her to take , making sure that once she took it , it soothed out whatever she was feeling .
LOCATION : museum .
non-living things are not living , yet they live longer than the living . the witch thought about the museum inhaling so much of the world — all that history , all that spiritual juice , all the passions and laments of each visitor — without ever really exhaling . she had been making a living in beacon hills for a while now . as a museum curator , rowena was able to take what she wanted for herself , especially any magical items or cursed .
THE DEATH OF AN ANGEL was honestly one of the most beautiful phenomenon to ever occur . she got the news and pictures on her phone and knew right away . Yet not many would know of angels and think it was just a signature of whoever murdered them . ❝ ⸻ Oh , the poor lass . I am sure they are now with the angels and no longer suffering ❞ She mused amusingly while feigning concern as she wondered if there was anything useful on that angel's body that she could take .
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The Judge from Hell 지옥에서 온 판사 (2024) Dir. Park Jin Pyo – Ep. 12
𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟⧸𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑒 : jia bak-forbes ›› horseman ›› park shin hye .
❛❛ aesthetic. ❜❜ ⸻ ◜ ❏ . ⸻ where there is war ; death surely follows , their smiling face being the last thing you will see as you die , power is power , a bloody angel blade , an insatiable hunger for more , she is wildfire ; and she is coming to devour you whole . ⸻ ◜ ❏ . ⸻ →
🇦🇵🇵🇱🇮🇨🇦🇹🇮🇴🇳 ››
* ⸻ ◜ ❏ . ⸻ & supernatural / oc. park shin hye. gender non-conforming. she/they. ― i saw war / jia bak-forbes on the streets, you know? the timeless years old horsemen, i think they been around beacon hills for two months, but i can be wrong… not like they can leave now, anyway. i heard a rumor that they want to help break the seals of lucifer’s cage . ⸻ ◜ ❏ . ⸻
She didn't mean to stare - it was just that she hadn't expected to see a naked woman in the middle of the road at night. Quickly taking off her jacket, she handed it to the other with a soft smile, hoping she came across trustworthy enough for them. "My place isn't too far from here and we look like we're the same size in clothing - if you want I can lend you some clothes?" she offered
lydia quickly put on the other's jacket . instantly getting a bit warm but she was still cold and she just wanted to get home to her dog who probably ran off looking for her or waiting for her . ❝ ⸻ that would be much appreciated ❞ lydia knew what others thought of her the past few years . She didn't care . she honestly had better things to think about and do . still , she was glad the other wasn't asking questions ... at least , not yet .
Kira was in the neighborhood just walking.She was incredibly deep in her own thoughts. Like the meaning of the life and what she was meant to do with hers. For the briefest moment the kitsune came out but Kira forced it back inside her.
Naturally Kira stared not out of ridiculousness but more of concern. "S-sorry." Kira stammered quickly as she held out her hello kitty rain coat. There was an awkward head tilt. "I can take you back to my place-until you get dry." She offered.
❝ ⸻ is it close ? my house is about four blocks from here ❞ lydia should at least borrow something to wear from kira . She hoped that in all her trance , she closed the doors to her own home . if not , prada either got out to look for her or was a mess waiting for her at home . although , she doubted that she practiced safety first given the circumstances of her being naked in the middle of the road . putting on the hello kitty rain coat , lydia simply sighed . She was tired and so much was going on in her head , she needed to tell scott and stiles .
There was a quick glance at the other. Something in all his years should have told him something was off. But his mind was very occupied to say the least. So he looked at the smile and tried to give a ghost of a smile.
"A hardy meal and some ginseng tea is all I need." He said nodding before lifting several of the boxes like its nothing. The hellhound glanced at the other with a intent look. "The cellar is this way right."
❝ ⸻ a meal and tea is doable .❞ as well as reasonable . amara looked over the hellhound who clearly didn't hide his strength . the alpha only carried one . either way , the work will be done before the night comes and the club opens up . ❝ yes . I usually have people helping me but decided to let them rest for the day before night comes ❞ amara lead him down to the cellar . It was bigger than most would think and well organized . luxurious to the eyes of many . very old world traditional style with antique wood that clearly costed a fortune .
❝ ⸻ you can leave the cases there .❞ she set her own down and pointed towards the corner .
"Yes that's what is written here." Kira said showing the order receipt with every detail Hayley said. "But I need to show I'm reliable." Kira trying to fight back the tears of panic. Kira took a quick breath and looked at the angry customer between them and then Hayley. "One matcha macchiato and one White chocolate . extra extra white chocolate powder with two pumps of vanilla bean and instead of milk , creamer coming up." Kira said with a spirited grin. "
A few minutes later she came back with both orders. "Number 48 and number 89." There was a bag next to order 89, an almond croissant. There was a small smile. "As a thank you for your aptience." Kira said with a wide grin. She leaned near the counter for a moment. "Let me know if you need any changes."
❝ ⸻ You're doing fine . if you put too much on your plate and start getting all frantic , you'll start spilling things ... again ❞ Hayley mused over but didn't dwell on it . truthfully not really her problem but she did wanted her order to be done right .
the smell of the croissant instantly hit her and her mouth watered at just the thought of taking a bite . ❝ Oh , that smells good . ❞ she was eating for two after all . taking a sip of her drink , she gave a thumbs up . ❝ thank you . can I also get a Over-medium eggs, Boursin cheese, Spicy pepper jelly, Served on the house-made cheese and herb bread . ❞ her cravings were all over the place and she decided to sit on the table near the counter . Deciding to taste most things on the menu , she pulled out her notebook and started eating her croissant as she waited for her other order .
he'd been following his nose when the trail went cold ; a dizzying mix of crisscrossing scents that had him chasing dead ends and dirt paths through the woods. while his senses were far more reliable than they'd ever been prior to the bite , they seemed to fall frustratingly short when truly needed of him. as it stood : lydia was still in the wind , and he was no closer to bringing her home than he had been at the start of his search.
but just as he was ready to give up and call stiles with an update ⸻ he picked up on the scent again. points of his ears prickling to attention as he narrowed in on the sound of snapping branches and muted footfalls , he was crossing from the other side of the road to approach what he could now see was the very naked form of lydia. diverting his gaze as he tried to shuffle closer without spooking her , his beta form faded into regular features by the time he was at her side. ❛ what ⸻ yes , of course. ❜ fumbling with the sleeves of his jacket until he finally had it off , he offered it up readily ; thankful he'd chosen to wear it at all. ❛ lydia ... are you okay ? ❜ his voice came out softly , not unlike how he would approach one of the more nervous of patients that came through the animal clinic.
SCOTT MCCALL . who would have thought that they both would form a friendship back in high school . He became someone she trusted more than any one along with stiles and allison . she informed Scott a long time ago that she intended to stop fighting her powers so that the two of them could use the premonitions she received to stop the deaths before they happened, leading Scott to promise her that he would help her do so. the care and love she had for them knows no bound .
putting on his jacket and sipping it up , lydia hugged herself as she thought about the past two days . looking at scott , she slowly shook her head . ❝ ⸻ I'm tired . cold . I want to take a shower and have a major pedicure ... and I'm hungry . ❞ She started before took her place by his side . staying silent for a moment as she thought about what she was going to tell scott . these pass two days she would walk . she would sleep . she would wake . the cries of the DEAD . she hasn't screamed yet but she wanted to . SHE WANTED TO ... just not yet .
LOCATION : anywhere in town after midnight
BUZZ . BUZZ . BUZZ . DRIP . DRIP . DRIP . Lydia felt like she was going crazy all day . from swatting away flies that were not really there to hearing whispers and other things , lydia had been trying to calm the headache she been having . getting in the shower after a long day was the last thing lydia remembered doing ⸻ TWO DAYS PASSED and It wasn't until she stepped foot in the middle of the road that lydia came to realize what happened . she was cold , her body bare for anyone who would come across her to see . NOT AGAIN .
at least she was not shy about her own body or embarrassed . the only flaw she had was the bite mark scar on her side , no thanks to peter . shivering and hoping to make her way home without crossing paths with anyone was obviously wishful thinking . ❝ ⸻ Well ... are you going to give me your coat or just keep staring ? ❞ she asked as her lips trembled .
