#supaslim

“What do you say, Daisy. You and me head down in the tunnels, hunter and hunted, and just have at. You catch me, you kill me like every other monster you've put down."

"You catch me..."

"I catch you, I rip the fear out of you like Jared ripped the bones out of me, until you're completely empty."

 Post MAG146- Jon's eating habits are being monitored. It doesn't go well.

With every statement he takes in, he loses a little more of his humanity, until there's not much left at all.

This one’s a one shot, but its 10,000 words, which is, as I’ve come to appreciate, chunky enough to turn the scroll bar into a scroll box. I don’t look at clocks while reading tho, so I couldn’t estimate the reading time even if I knew how your reading speed compared to mine.

Contrary to what the summary indicates, this fic assumes knowledge up to MAG 160. So keep that in mind if you’re one of those people who couldn’t help looking into fanfic a bit early.

Wow I used that a lot in chapter 1

I did find one though! Which looks hella weird out of context but what can you do?

I've honestly thought about learning to sew just to make myself clothes that fit and SUIT ME. Except even that is super expensive and I suspect I would go off the rails a little bit and end up going to the office looking like I came from the met gala or something

tbh if I could just show up like I was at the met gala all the time every day i would absolutely do that

but yea like. I can sew with a machine and I’m planning on working on my hand stitching because I think if I could learn to tailor i could probably, like. somehow miraculously buy some clothes slightly too big for me or at least clothes that fit my chest and then just bring them in where i need them brought in, and since i’d be able to do that myself i could basically make any clothes i needed to fit me perfectly.

lol, that’s a real suggestion people are making? XD To my knowledge, nobody goes there anymore except musicians. I haven’t been there since… 2006ish?

I kind of like the idea of Loki as a FIRE god being realized like this. Like, idk about Marvel stuff but he was a fire god long before he was a trickster.

Yikes! I mean I like it, but still - yikes! That would be a power he’d have to master pretty darn fast. Otherwise....

House burned down? Loki’s fault.

Town burned down? Loki.

You’re very welcome!

As for which Boyle, I don’t know?

I tend to headcanon Esma as Burrows’ mistress, because I think that’s the pairing that might eke a modicum of warmth and real affection and happiness out of the relationship. Maybe.

Butttttttt, I tend to headcanon Lydia as the object of Brisby’s - hurk - affection. I have a lot of feels about Lydia as the overlooked middle sister who just stays out of the spotlight and does her own piano/lowkey black magic thing, and has complicated good-bad feelings about her lack of a spotlight, so… giving her a 1000-watt stalker spotlight feels very Monkey’s Paw.

…I’ve played through Lady Boyle’s Last party… say, ten times? I’ve gotten Lydia as the target for about eight of those. My game has a terrible bias against her and I think it’s rubbed off on how I’ve made her the punching bag of the Boyle family.

Whoops.

Meanwhile, if Waverly is Brisby’s target, I headcanon that she wakes up while they’re still in the sewers and shanks his bitch ass and feeds him to the hagfish. \o/