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stellarislune · 28 days

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Asirel x Pet | impromptu fic

Or what happens when Pet 'ran' away without a trace one day.

ASIREL's POV

"Are you sure that these tactics will give us more profit?"

"Surely, the losses will be big. I beg to disagree."

"Perhaps we should do this instead.."

"I highly doubt the effectiveness of the.."

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Flashbacks of the meeting drilled a headache down into my brain.

It's another one of those days where the court just keeps toeing their feet out of line. If I snap back, they appease me with their façade of docileness.

Even with all the power and reputation in my grasp, the fact that I am younger than most of those greedy, old zealots mean that I am lower than them. At least, that is what they believe.

Sigh.

If I crack at the smallest slight against me, it'll be a big damage to my invincible, shiny image.

Asirel.

The most powerful man with powerful connections all over the world. I scoffed to myself. The throne is a lonely place for the Almighty.

Creakkk.

The door opens to my favorite chamber as of late; the room that belongs to my favored Pet.

At this time of the evening, they're usually up and about. Either playing with knives and darts, reading, or simply exploring the room in their idle time. I have not allowed them to come out ever since that fiasco where they tried to use my personal lessons on others. Not that I left that fool gloating over having stolen what was mine — they won't be able to bring mortal possessions in whatever position they are in right now.

What greets me, however, is an empty, silent room devoid of light from the chandeliers hanging above. There's knives scattered on the floor, splattered with what looked like blood. A soft breeze runs past me, so I turn my head towards the window. It has been broken—whether it has been broken in or out however, I do not know.

It's a moonlit night. Its rays illuminated the room dimly, yet with enough light to identify whatever it is on the ground. Several bodies, probably dead, all scattered unceremoniously against the walls in various directions.

"What games are you playing, Pet?", I mutter to myself, exasperated yet also intrigued. This is surely not the first time this has happened.

My Pet has gone to feed, perhaps. Unsated by these.. lucky fools. I think. They always return to me.

Suddenly, the waft of air brings something that smells strangely familiar. The scent.

It brings back the smell of rusty cages, bleek-looking faces, and a rot of something that has never seen the light for ages—during the first time that I have met them.

It's the faint scent of inhibitors.

I turned the lights on.

The bodies in the dark now have faces on them. Seeing such a mess in this room has never been surprising. Pet always feeds as if they have been starved. Like a feral beast without a leash. What shocks me is the fact that the men, albeit beaten up and bruised, appear to be alive.

I knelt down, putting two fingers on one of the men's neck and, indeed, there's a pulse. These men have fought, that's obvious enough. To think that they were toyed by my Pet is a huge possibility, yet something compels me to think that something is definitely, definitely, wrong.

With haste, I grabbed my phone. Calling one of my attendants to check on the CCTVs all over the place. My hands, which were once burning with annoyance and anger from earlier, felt cold as ice.

"Check every footage. Every nook and cranny.", My voice was deep, commanding. Somehow, it sounded shaky against the static. "My Pet is somewhere in this vicinity. Rally my men and find them." I grit my teeth as I put the phone down.

This isn't the first time that you've disappeared. It's not the first time that you have escaped from my grasp, only to be dragged back again.

But this.. this is the first time my heart has beaten this fast.

Surely, you will return. Right?

#zsakuva #sakuverse #asirel #boyfriendaudios #pet yeeted because why not #short fic #is it obvious that i love asirel?#angsty?

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emo-nova · 11 months

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Strange af headcanon for Tim Drake but I see him being paranoid enough to have a failsafe transplanted in his body somewhere so if he is dead and someone puts him in a lazuras pit his body will explode. After his experiences with them, he thinks death would be a nicer way of dealing with it.

However, the failsafe is only known by his most trusted, OG Young Justice members and very selected other heroes and bats. So they know how to disable it and they want to revive him. Idk he seems the type to do that

#tim drake #red robin #tim drake headcanon #batfamily #batfam #young justice #Angsty?#paranoid tim drake is real #he will forever be in my memory #he's prepared for everything he's Janets son afterall #dc robin

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rugbuggk · 4 months

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Do you guys think Integra, at the blink of her death, staring at the ceiling as heaven calls her name, would wish just for a second, just allowing herself one second of selfishness, that she had say yes to Alucard gifting her immortality?

Happy new year, btw !!

#hellsing #hellsing ultimate #hellsing alucard #alucard #alutegra #integra hellsing #sir integra #angsty?

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twins-across-time-au · 5 months

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Can you do something if leo meets this female mutant(maybe a serval yknow just a suggestion) and he brings her into the lair and grandpa leo knows her from the future. My mind is thinking of a lot of either heartfelt or funny ways that this could go

Future Leo answer:

To be honest- I could have said nothing, I could have just said hi, I could have had a mental break down then and there...

Or I could be a pest and pull a grandpa and do a lovely lil lore dump

this is why these kids call me grandpa.

Honestly was weird seeing someone you met when both of you were adults, and obviously a bit different- that's kinda what the apocalypse does to a person. It changes them.

And it kinda hurts in a way seeing what they were like. How happy they were before everything got fucked by me. I mean- the world ended :)

Got lazy with the design a bit- but I tried my hand at a silly lil serval mutant :3

#rottmnt #tmnt #twins across time au #twins across time ask #leo #future leo #art #rottmnt au #leonardo #bad future au #bad future #angsty?#lil leo #comic #silly

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unluckyhoneybee · 1 year

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Blue 12 I (breaking down due to tension) with Charles leclerc?

thank you 🥰 and hope you're having a good day <333

Random prompt list.

Blue: Brother's best friend.

12. "What the fuck are you doing?" "Shh"

I. That look before breaking down due to the tension.

You felt a hand grabbing yours and suddenly you were pressed against the closed bathroom door.

"What are you doing?!" You whispered-shouted. "Pierre is literally out there" You added. You could clearly hear him talking.

"Shh" Charles pressed his thumb on your lips and looked into your eyes. "I wanted to be alone with you."

You kept your eyes on his. He could easily make the butterflies in your belly dance. He only needed a smile. You were so in love with him.

"Charles..." You whispered is name as a plea.

His nose touched yours and his eyes looked quickly at your lips.

"You look so beautiful tonight"

"Kiss me already"

Charles crashed his lips into yours and devoured your mouth. You felt your face heating, your pulse going crazy, goosebumps on your skin... He made you feel so many thing. It was insane.

But you both pulled back. You couldn't take it further. It wasn't an option.

"I'd love to fuck you right here" He whispered.

"I'd gladly let you" You sighed. "But we can't"

Charles sighed and pulled you closer for a hug. "I'll try to fix it"

"I don't know if it can be fixed"

Pierre had been clear. What they wanted wasn't possible.

#Charles leclerc #Cl #Blurb #F1 #Angsty?#Random prompt list

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mama-doggo · 18 days

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mama says </3

Someday, you will look back at all you've been through, and it will just be bad memories. Yes, it will hurt, and yes, it may take a long time until things feel okay again, but I believe in you to make it through even if it hurts. If all you can do is lay in bed, only leaving to eat or use the bathroom, and even if it's still hard to do those things, I'm proud of you. I understand it can be hard, and I'm proud of you for taking care of yourself. It will be okay; I'm sure of it. Maybe not today or in a week or so, but I know you'll be okay even if it hurts now.

#wholesome #♡mama loves you♡#positivity #you deserve to be happy #you deserve better #♡mama says♡#sad?#angsty?

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sakannaz · 2 years

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This is probably annoying, but could you maybe write some Eddie Munson x Reader (preferably gender neutral or male) hurt/comfort? I completely understand if you don’t feel like writing this, I know it’s super vague. Even if you choose not to write it, thank you for considering! I hope you have a lovely day/ evening :)

(I apologize that this request is so vague, I’m short on ideas at the moment :P )

𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐄𝐓?

Yup!! Also you don’t mind if I changed them into headcanons? And Don’t worry, it’s not annoying! Im sorry this took long btw :(

Pairing(s): Eddie Munson x male!reader

Warning(s): Jason, cussing, and that’s all!

Sorry if this is bad! This ends with fluff also!!

Tagging: @battybubs

Let’s say you had a bad day at school, mostly because Jason and his preppy friends (he’s a bully fr, glad Lucas beat his ass in the finale)

So while you were sitting at the table, alone, Jason decided to bother you. And for what? You may ask? Cause he was obviously bored and had nothing else to do 💀 (but that shouldn’t give him a reason to bother you or anyone)

“You know, no one will ever like you, right?” Jason said, where exactly was this coming from? Why’d he say something like that? Well, that’s Jason, what did you expect? He’s an asshole

This immediately ruined your day, no joke. For the whole day you weren’t smiling or happy. Your mood just shifted

Meaning, you didn’t make it to hellfire. You couldn’t be a sub for Lucas, and now — you wouldn’t be able to visit Eddie cause of how upset you were

And you already knew he was going to question if you were alright

“Woah, hey, (Y/n), everything good?”

“Hm?” “I had noticed you didn’t come to hellfire the other day, and I knew something had to be bothering you, and — I hope, like, it doesn’t have anything to do with me, does it?”

Eddie would sometimes be worried if it had something to do with him which it obviously doesn’t

“I’m fine, Eddie. It’s just — what Jason said earlier…at the cafeteria.” “What’d he say?” “about how no one will ever like me.”

And so this shouldn’t feel like Eddie should be asking you out but..it’s either now or later

“what if someone did like you?” “what?” “I mean — what if someone did like you?” “I don’t get it.” “Okay- let me- just- I like you.”

And this shocked you. So— Eddie Munson…liked you? Ain’t no way. He’s liked you for awhile now…goddamn. This was unexpected, but…you’ve been liking him for awhile now as well.

“I’ve liked you for awhile now too. I’ve always have.”

Waaa!? You’re twins now <33

So then, it ended with the two of you kissing and the rest of your day being happy 😊

📝 note !: do not let this annoying bitch Jason ruin your day !

#eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x reader #Eddie Munson x male!reader #hurt/comfort #angsty?#fluff at the end <3 !#stranger things headcanons #eddie munson headcanons

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buni3z · 2 years

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Karmagisa Week Day 6: Fight/Argument

This is gonna be my last post for Karmagisa Week! But I had fun and glad I joined this year😋

#angsty?#yeah I’m just gonna call it angst #the aftermath #arguement #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classroom #assclass #karma akabane #nagisa shiota #karma x nagisa #karmagisa #karmagisa week 2022 #karmagisa-week-2022 #karunagi #digital drawing #art #boo

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sleepdeprivedandinsane · 2 years

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(Please bear with me; I've had writers block for months and can't get out so this might suck 😭🤚) (should i make this a series?)

Prompt: "there is no simple love story. If it's simple, it isn't love. If it's love, it'll get complicated." (I found this on Google, idk where it's from or who said it) (gif isn't mine, it's by @slytherinnpride)

Hermione ran through the conversion over and over in her head, trying to figure out if there was something else she could've said to convince Ron to stay.

She tried to find any proof that would dispute his claims, that he was just jealous and insecure and wearing the horcrux only made it worse.

But the more she thought, the more she came to realize it's more complicated than it seems. What she and Harry have is unique, sure, and not many people could understand. But was it really something more?

She couldn't think of a time that Harry seemed interested in her as anything more than a friend. But then again, she wasn't the best judge.

Was there a time where she thought of him as more? Was her decision to stay with him on the hunt made out of loyalty or something else? How would she even go about sifting through these thoughts and feelings?

She could feel Harry's stare boring into her back. Could practically hear the words he wanted to say before he even said them.

"You can leave." He said, just as she thought he would. "I know you miss your parents."

She shook her head. "No. I'm not leaving you." She said, and she didn't even have to think about it. Just as she knew he would say that, she knew she could never leave him.

She still stood facing the entrance to the tent, her back to Harry. She bit her nails, something she picked up while on the run, probably from stress.

"Is- does what he said hold any merit?" She asked slowly, nervously.

"He's always been jealous and insecure, Mione. And he was wearing the amulet, so he probably couldn't fight off those thoughts." He said.

'That wasn't an answer.' She thought. But she didn't say it aloud. Because if she's being honest, does she want to know the answer? She doesn't even know how to answer that question herself, how could she expect Harry to know the answer?

She tried to think of the advice her mom or Professor McGonagall would give her. She really wishes she could ask them right about now. But she feels like she knows them well enough to know what they'd say.

They'd probably turn the question on her, something cryptic, along the lines of: "what do you want the answer to be?"

Well, she doesn't know. She wishes that things were less complicated. That love was less complicated.

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The question didn't get any easier to answer over the next few weeks they spent alone.

They'd hardly even spoken to each other, the question hanging between them traitorously.

Harry knew that Ron had a thing for Hermione, and knowing this is why he never made a move on Hermione himself. He'd always just shoved those feelings to the back of his mind, doing his best to ignore them.

He didn't know how to answer Hermione, because truthfully, it did have some merit. Some. He would never go behind Ron's back like that, but he does have feelings for Hermione.

And Hermione, well, she didn't know what to feel.

She knew it was only bothering her because it has some truth. Otherwise, why would she still be thinking about it? If she certainly didn't feel that way about Harry, she would've written it off a long time ago instead of spending weeks on end torturing herself.

So, would that then mean that she does have feelings for Harry? Why does it have to be so hard? Is she only thinking so much about it because she doesn't want to hurt Ron?

Well, of course she doesn't want to hurt him. But would he be able to get over it if she and Harry ended up together?

She knows Harry would be respectful and move on, but Ron...

Perhaps it truly was the horcrux making him so angry and jealous. Maybe he would be okay if she and Harry started seeing each other.

But does she want that? Does she want to be with Harry? Does he even see her that way?

God, why did Ron have to bring it up right in the middle of a war? Their minds are already muddled enough, how could anyone expect someone to be able to sort through their feelings in this state?

But why was she making it so complicated? Her and Harry have never been complicated. It's always been rather simple: Hermione and Harry.

If they were to date and things were to end, she knows they would be alright after a while. But why would they end? She can't think of a single time where he left her hanging. And she has never left his side before, certainly not when he needed her.

It wouldn't take much to cross that invisible line. One small step, and they'd be out of the friend zone.

Had they always teetered on that line? So close to becoming something more, but never actually taking it that one step further?

Perhaps that's why Ron was so insecure. Maybe that's why no one was ever surprised by a new rumor between them. Maybe everyone else saw it before they did.

So was there something there?

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The radio played softly in the background, but neither Harry nor Hermione paid it any mind.

Harry sat in one of their chairs by the table, hands in his pockets, staring ahead but not really looking at anything.

Hermione sat on the steps next to the wireless radio, with the amulet around her neck, lost in thought.

The only sound besides the song playing was the harsh wind whipping at the tent, the entrance flapping despite being zipped shut.

Harry couldn't stand the stilted air between them. Couldn't stand Hermione being so sad all the time. And what's worse is he can't do anything about it.

Hermione was thinking of this herself. About the tension between them, where there used to be none. It used to be so easy, but now they walked on eggshells around each other, and she hates it. Harry's always stressed, always tense, and she can never tell if he's angry or sad. Maybe both.

She'd faintly registered him moving, but didn't expect him to stop right in front of her.

She looked up at him confused, brows furrowed. He said nothing as he held out his hands, urging her to take them. She silently complied, and allowed him to pull her to her feet.

He reached around her neck and unclasped the amulet, allowing it to fall from her neck into his hands. He reached around her and set it on the table next to the radio, turning the volume up before he straightened.

Wordlessly, he pulled her towards the middle of the tent. He started swaying, pushing and pulling at her arms until she realized what he was doing. That he was trying to get her to dance.

She smiled a little at that, allowing him to spin and sway them as the song picked up.

~Hey little train, wait for me

I once was blind but now I see

Have you left a seat for me?

Is that such a stretch of the imagination?

~Hey little train, wait for me

Was held in chains but now I'm free

I'm hanging in there don't you see

In this process of elimination

~Hey little train, we're jumping on

The train that goes to the kingdom

We're happy Ma, we're having fun (ooh, children)

It's beyond my wildest expectation (ooh, children)

Eventually, they slowed to a gentle sway as the song faded. She laid her chin on his shoulder, and he leaned his head against hers.

After a few moments, she pulled away slightly, just far enough so she could see his face.

She could see the unasked question in his eyes. She could see that he was leaving that door open should she decide to cross their invisible line.

She went to step away, she wanted to for a split second. But just before she did, a little voice in the back of her mind whispered: 'why not?'

And, why shouldn't she? Why aren't they together? Ron isn't there with them, because he left. He left them when they needed him most. But Harry's never left her, she's always been able to count on him, and she knows she'll always be able to. Ron isn't here, so why is she still tip-toeing around his feelings? Why is she pushing Harry away and ignoring her feelings?

She knows love is complicated, but with Harry it doesn't have to be. She knows things will get complicated once word gets out, and she knows it'll get complicated when Ron finds out. But it doesn't have to be complicated with Harry.

It only took her a second to decide, despite her feeling like it took minutes to sort through those thoughts.

She stepped towards him again, cupping his face in her hands. He pulled her close, holding her by her waist. He leaned his forehead against hers, and neither said anything for a few moments.

"Why haven't we, Harry?" She whispered.

He knew what she was asking, he always knows what she means. "I don't know." He responded softly.

She pulled back just enough to look in his eyes. She looked for any hint of doubt, or trepidation, or hesitation. She found none. She saw hope, anticipation, affection, and dare she say, love?

She hoped he saw the same emotions reflected in her eyes, because she wasn't sure she could put them into words.

She decided words weren't needed, that she was done waiting. She pulled him towards her and kissed him.

It isn't anything like she would have expected, it's gentle and soft, and he's kissing her like she's the only girl in the world. She feels precious and loved, and she doesn't know how she went so long without kissing him before.

When they pulled away, she couldn't stop smiling. Frankly, neither could he.

Yeah, she could get used to the simplicity of them, of just being Harry and Hermione.

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mysticchessecake · 2 years

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Fanfic idea- LBD puts a fillet on Mk. And also threatens Mk with hurting the host. So now Mk is LBD mini less evil and forced into it mayor. Until LBD makes Mk so weak. That he can no longer fend himself and forcefully accepts LBD commands.

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk #lmk mk #lmk sun wukong #mk #qi xiaotian #monkie kid mk #lmk lbd #lmk fanfiction #Lmk fanfic idea #lmk lady bone demon #Lmk LBD #I love the idea of using the fillet against Mk #Angsty?

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spookyclooky · 2 years

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oh, to be Anakin Skywalker’s ghost, standing in the breeze in a cloak that consumes my entire body and staring Obi Wan down to remind him of his past mistakes

#star wars #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi show #obi wan spoilers #obi wan kenobi spoilers #kenobi spoilers #obi wan kenobi #angsty?#angsty #i’m all about the drama #like anakin #the wheezy space theater kid #you can’t change my mind #spook speaks

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heademptie · 11 months

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Prompt Response 001

Prompt #556 from @ghostly-prompts

"How did you bear it so long?" "Why did you bear it so long?"

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“How did you bear it so long?” The words are quiet and strained, tone dark and venomous, almost an accusation. He looks at her, brow furrowed and eyes critical. His anger is not directed at her, she knows that, so does he. But that doesn't make the cut of his words shallow.

Her back is turned to him, looking out over the balcony, eyes tracing the path of the hedge maze below. The silence is filled with the dull buzz and chatter of the party behind them, laughter and footsteps creating a symphony of white noise.

“Bear it? You make it sound so much worse than what it was.” She laughs as she speaks, voice light and dismissive. But she doesn't look at him. Bile builds in her throat at the thought of him seeing this part of her, the dark and damaged part of her soul. Her laugh sounds as bright and joyous as always, something he craved to hear everyday, but it’s hollow at this moment.

He stands in the shadows behind her, watching the moon seep into her skin and hair, the flames of the lanterns flicker over her dress, bathing it in warm light. He admires her in this moment, as he does in every moment, taking in what she shows the world and what she tries to hide.

His voice is low when he speaks again, an edge sharpening in misplaced frustration. “Why did you bear it so long?”

She laughs again, sharp and short, breaking at the end. There's a silence after as she shakes her head, and there's a moment where he can see her eyes, just a moment. She's pleading, he realises, pleading for him to stop poking at her bruises. And he wants to, desperately, but that anger has settled in his chest, and he can't help wanting to fix it. So he holds her bruise in his hand to heal it. But she just feels the pressure.

“Answer me.”

#writing #creative writing #prompt response #angsty?#first post #im running out of tags #its nine thirty pm i dint know what im doing #bagel

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