Hello And Welcome! I'm So Glad You've All Come To Stay. I've Missed You, And I'm Glad To Meet Your Kids!

Hello and welcome! I'm so glad you've all come to stay. I've missed you, and I'm glad to meet your kids! There are just a few rules I feel you all should be aware of.

Firstly, there is a circus behind the house you will be staying in. Do not go to this circus. It is only open at night and no matter how much you want to go in DO NOT. If you must go, do it during the day. Just leave before the sun goes down and if you see anybody, run.

Secondly, there will be other guests. Uninvited ones. Some will be from the circus, please be especally careful around those. When talking to the other guests be respectful, but don't give them your name. If you do, tell me within 10 minutes of saying the words. Do this and you will be fine.

Thirdly, while the whole place is yours for the duration of your visit, there are two rooms you must not go in. The dokrs are clearly marked with G and B. Don't open these doors under any circumstances. You will have to leave if you do.

The last rule is about a person. They will come around from time to time. They don't have a name, but they are sometimes called The Devil's Jester. You will know them if you see them. Don't look at them for longer than you have to. I know it is hard, you will want to, they will make you want to, but don't. Don't talk to them. Don't speak to them. Don't acknoledge their existence in any way, shape, or form.

If you follow all of these rules you will be fine. Come to my house during the day sometimes. I know you have to work but I can't wait to meet your kids!

I was so screwed. I didn't know that the witch's spell would take effect that quickly. I just needed a place to spend the night, and somehow I wandered into the worst possible place. The dragon had looked at me impassively as I pleaded for a safe place to rest, but I swear there was panic in her eyes as I fell. When I woke up a woman about my age was staring at me. I screamed and passed out again. The next time I woke up she was still there.

"Done passing out yet? I hope so. Here, drink this." I sniffed the bowl of water she gave me before downing it. "Slow down! If you puke you're cleaning it up." I scowled at her and slowed down. "Who are you anyway?" I reached into my pockets and grabbed my board and chalk

Moss

I flipped it to show her. Oddly enough it was my name, the one my parents chose for me.

Who are you? And what happened to that dragon?

She smiled at me "Hi, Moss, I'm Denise, you stumbled into my cave."

Midoriya: Can you please be serious for five minutes? Kaminari: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

What is Frankenstein had a roommate?

Now, I am not talking about the monster. In the book, the monster was never named, so when I talk about Frankenstein I'm talking about Victor Frankenstein. So, Victor is a college kid in England, he just moved and he's getting an allowance from his father. He finds that the housing prices are a little higher than expected and he can't afford a flat. So he goes looking for a roommate. He meets a nice young man named Clark who goes to the same school and has a part-time job that can't quite cover rent. They move into a two-bedroom apartment near campus together. Clark is studying literature and is the sole reason Victor can eat (after an incident Victor was banned from the kitchen.) He helps pull Victor out of his books and is good for him. Victor helps Clark with schoolwork and tells him about all the new scientific discoveries. They eat dinner together every night and go on walks in the park. They enjoy each other's company. When Victor writes letters home he tells them all about Clark, how good of a chef he is and how social. Clark does the same, telling his family about how smart and determined Victor is. They stop being able to imagine life without each other. One night Victor says that once they part ways he'll miss Clark and that they should write often. Clark FREAKS OUT about this. He gets super upset cause he doesn't want this to stop. He likes being domestic with his friend and doesn't to live with anyone else. Clark likes Victor, even with all of his eccentricities. And that night Victor gets a letter from Elizabeth, and for the first time, he starts to wonder if he really wants to marry her. He realizes that he just wants to stay here in this flat with Clark.

A month later Victor starts going down the rabbit hole that leads to the creation of the monster. Despite Clark's best efforts Victor stays firmly lodged in his books. Clark gets worried and asks his parents if he could go for a visit. They agree and tell him that he should "Bring that Frankenstein boy you're always talking about." So Clark asks Victor to go meet his parents. Victor wants to but he sees this as the perfect time to work on the monster, so he declines. Clark leaves food and cooking instructions and sets off.

When Clark comes back the flat smells like herbs and has an underlying scent of decay. His mind immediately jumps to "Has Victor murdered someone?" He almost giggled. Victor? His sweet, shy, nerdy Victor? He couldn't kill someone if he tried. But someone else could murder Victor. Someone else could be in here right now. Clark steels himself and walks into the kitchen. It does look like someone was murdered, with body parts in jars and something vaguely humanoid on the table. He cringes and looks at the shelf. "Is that a jar of blood?" He vomits. Clark hears someone rushing into the room and Victor, his sweet Victor is there, carrying something wrapped in butcher paper. He puts the thing down on a chair and rushes to Clark, helping him to bed. Victor leaves for a bit when he comes back he climbs into the bed, snuggling up. It is winter, after all.

When he wakes up the fire is dead and Victor is still curled in his arms. Clark sighs and goes back to sleep.

They don't mention it. Victor's monster of a man never gets discussed. Victor works on it and Clark moves around it. He's sad to see his beloved friend losing himself in this way, but Clark can't do much. The only positive so far has been cuddling up in the same bed on cold nights. Besides that Victor doesn't talk or interact much. Clark decides to visit a friend for supper. He leaves Victor with his dinner and a quick kiss on the head. He's not sure when that started happening, but neither complained. Victor gives him a small, rare smile and mentions that the monster is almost complete.

When Clark gets back he finds Victor had left and the monster was sitting in his kitchen. He quickly deduced that, despite appearances, this is a giant toddler. Clark gives him some food and finds clothes for him. After the monster is asleep he sets to the task of scrubbing his kitchen.

Victor comes back the next day with a strange man. They both seem shocked at the monster sitting on the kitchen floor, eating an apple. Victor almost faints and Clark explains to the man, who he's found out is names Henry Clerival, that right now is not the best time and that it might be good for him to get a hotel room. Henry agrees and leaves after helping Victor to bed.

They name the monster Percy Frankenstein. Victor woke up and freaked out, but Clark told him to take responsibility for the person he created. Percy got Victor's old room after he moved in with Clark. They have reinforced all of the furniture so that Percy can use it. He's quickly able to talk and read. Some people cower but after getting to know Percy they find that he's truly quite sweet. He calls Victor his father and it's true enough. They're happy. And then the letter comes. It's from Victor's father, asking him to come home. It asserts that he's been gone for too long and heavily implies that it's high time he married Elizabeth. So Victor starts planning his trip. He says he will be gone for a month, and makes sure that Clark and Percy will be okay without him. The night before he is set to leave he starts to cry. Clark gets worried and Victor tells him that he doesn't want to go home, he doesn't want to get married to Elizabeth, and he wants to stay here. He says that it all feels so far removed, that he would much rather just stay with Clark and Percy thank you very much. Clark sympathizes, kissing him all over his face and telling him that it will be okay. He promises that he'll write every day, and he'll try to get Percy to do the same. He tells him not to marry Elizabeth if he doesn't want to and to come home as soon as possible.

Clark and Percy go with Victor to get a horse. He tearfully hugs Clark and his son. They exchange goodbyes and he's off. The first week goes by quickly. Clark misses having Victor in his bed, and Percy missed talking with his father, but it's overall very normal. They write letters every day, alternating who gets to write. Percy accidentally breaks a chair and starts to cry, but Clark reassures him and they write it as a funny story for Victor.

The next three weeks are the worst. They're both missing the third piece like crazy. Victor completes their puzzle, and it's awful without him. Percy's never been without his father for this long and is having meltdowns near daily. Clark misses cuddles and quick, scratchy kisses from when Victor forgets to shave. He misses the way that Victor forgets where he puts small things and how he looks so excited when he talks about something he's passionate about. He stops talking as much, let's the house go a bit, and just generally quits being himself.

The last two weeks are better. They're both looking forward to Victor's return. Clark starts to clean with a passion and Percy starts reading Paradise Lost at his father's recommendation. The pair are happier and start going out more. Percy loves walks in the park.

Then Victor's home. They weren't sure when he was going to be getting home, so Clark was surprised when he heard a key turn in a lock at ten o'clock at night. He was having trouble sleeping and had been reading after putting Percy to sleep. For the first time in a month, Victor came home. Clark was up immediately, crushing Victor in a hug that made him drop his bags. Victor said "I love you" and Clark said it back. Percy was asleep but he got a quick kiss on the head from his father.

Victor didn't marry Elizabeth. She and his father had both asked if he loved another. He answered that he loved her, but as a sister. Elizabeth was upset, but not surprised. She had expected this. He had known her from childhood and often called her cousin. He had had a lovely time despite this, but he was very glad to be home.

Monoma: Can I be frank with you guys? Shinsou: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help. Kaminari: Can I still be Kaminari? Midoriya: Shh, let Frank speak.

Ineffable Inktober Day 12 and day 30-Reversed Omens/Free Day

The angel Crowley stood on the walls of Eden, wondering if he did the right thing by giving Adam his sword.

"It's okay. I don't think you can do the wrong thing." Aziraphale was suddenly standing beside him, large black wings brushing Crowley's.

"Oh, thank you. And I'm sure you did the wrong thing too." They smiled at each other.

"Wouldn't it be funny if we got it wrong? If I did the good thing and you the bad one?" Aziraphale almost spoke to himself. Crowley looked out at the humans.

"Yes. Funny."