Mount Massive is only a 21, 22 hour car drive from Point Pleasant. The Walrider is a swarm entity and there's a plethora of mainly ants, but also moths surrounding any area they affect (also 'an elderbug investation' and generally anything creepy crawling). Black mass that makes it hard to make out features? Way too tall? High pitched static screams?

          ❝         DO I KNOW YOU    ??       ❞          smart.    what a way to start this off.

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 It was staggeringly beautiful for the end of the world. The end of this world, at any rate. And as Lamentis drew closer and closer to destruction, Loki couldn’t help but think of home. Of the fate that awaited it, somewhere in the future he was no longer destined to have. Had it looked like this? Felt like this?

 At least his Mother had passed on before Asgard’s end. No. Not passed on. Murdered. Because of you. He closed his eyes tightly for a moment, that voice a strange amalgamation of himself and of Mobius. Both telling him he was no good, that he relished in causing others pain and trouble, that everything was his fault.

 And this was where he’d ended up. Where he belonged. On a desolate planet about to be ruined by the collision with another. He deserved this. Sylvie didn’t. His variant had grown on him a little, starting to understand her, her motives, her feelings towards the TVA and her plans to end it. She’d been taken as a mere child. Taken from her world and lived in multiple apocalypses until she’d ended up here. Because of him.

 It was still odd. As different as she was to him, she still felt like his shadow. No. More strangely familiar than that. Like a twin.

   “I wish I’d saved all those drinks for this moment now.”

@monstrousdivine​ asked:  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support ( alcina )

nonverbal memes | accepting

Yennefer couldn’t deny that she was mildly startled to feel Alcina lean more of her weight into the sorceress. Their height difference made things a little awkward, but it was nothing a bit of magic couldn’t balance out. The more pressing issue was just how deeply Lady Dimitrescu seemed to be affected by the fight they were retreating from. She’d been preoccupied with her magic, and with making sure they had a means of escape back to the castle, so she must have missed some of the injuries she sustained. 

“Darling, I feel like there is a terribly obvious answer here to make sure you can keep going. Between the two of us, there should only be one stubborn fool, and I feel like I occupy that role quite nicely.”

✧ — ⋆  𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 .

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   “Right! Yes. Grand.”

 Camniel nodded, fully believing that if anybody could calm this situation down, it was Agatha Van Helsing. And yet, he had some niggling little doubts....only little ones. And only because of what he could see as he dared to peek out of the window one more time.

 He’d never seen anything like it. He’d heard about it, sure! And it had sounded so farfetched in a way. But here they were. An angry mob. They had pitchforks. They had torches. Everything he’d ever heard was completely true. It was impressive!

 And a little bit terrifying. Not that he couldn’t intervene in some subtle way if he had to, but seeing humans gathered around like this with such fear and rage? He didn’t like it. Not one bit.

   “And just how are you going to go about it, if you don’t mind me asking? Before you step outside?”

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 When a vampire was deep in their restorative sleep, their sharp senses could only pick up on the periphery of what they normally could. But he hadn't fallen into that void just yet, fully aware of the creak of the coffin lid- old habits died hard, didn't they?

 He was aware of the sliver of light that crept in before she did, and though his eyes didn't open, his arms moved automatically to curl around her, holding her close where she'd already burrowed in against his shirt.

 Dracula was still for a moment after that, simply enjoying the peace of the darkness and the scent of her hair.

   “You’re lucky there’s room for two.”

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