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casteliacityramen · 18 days

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|| Content Warning: Blood/Grievous Injury and Self Harm ||

"How much time ya got?" Ayumi's guttural voice exits from below the curtain.

The ramen stand has broken even after the last couple of customers. While additional sales after this point is a gain on profits, it's not like they're in a rush to get rid of ingredients.

"I'm calling the shots until Ray gets back. I say when," Rio absentmindedly yawns.

Ayumi takes a deep breath in response.

"I smelled the blood on him before he got to our door," Ayumi whispers, gritting her teeth and clenching her eyes tight.

"Turns out nobody thought to block the area off or anything. Just a bunch of half-made buildings that might as well have been made out of wet cardboard.

"She got it worse than I did." Ayumi slips her hand over the stump, grimacing.

"When she fell, Jack evolved on the spot in the stress of it all. She wouldn't be alive if he had to carry her as a stubby little oshawott."

"The docs saved what they could, but the rest was gone. Buried under rubble. When Alex was called to the center and saw her daughter, he flipped his shit. I get it."

Ayumi's face darkens, clenching her jaw so hard that her facial hair twitched.

"What I don't get is why he took it all out on my son. He cussed him out. He threatened him. He said it was his fault! All of it!"

Ayumi shot forward, her voice echoing like a cannon onto the street, startling anyone unfortunate enough to be within hearing distance.

"He didn't even get a chance to properly clean himself until he got home. I had to help him do it. He couldn't lift his arms or say anything, he just cried until he passed out," She growls, shaking her head as her breathing got deeper and faster at the memory.

"I wasn't having any of that."

"Our supervisors forced us on different shifts. Then, after a couple weeks, Alex and Aila moved to Nimbasa. I haven't talked to either of them since.

"So yeah, when I saw someone who looked like Aila for a split second, my brain got fried. I thought for a long time about what I'd say to Alex, but Aila? Shit. It's been four years and I just..."

Ayumi's tensed shoulders fell, confusion and sadness mixing into her anger.

"What the hell were you thinking? Why did your dad do that to my son? Do you blame my son, too?"

"Y'know how it goes? When some tauros shit goes down and your brain keeps comin' up with scenarios? All of that sat in my head for too long. It got mixed into noise. When I saw someone who reminded me of her, the noise got the loudest it's ever been."

Ayumi takes a deep breath of air, sighing as she continues.

"Jack hasn't talked about it to me. Even now. He's actin' tough, trying to make sure nothing bothers him. But I know it bothers him. I hear him cry some nights. He won't talk no matter how much my husband and I try."

"Just like when I lost my arm, Jack and Hal were freakin' out. Constantly asking me if I was okay and if I needed help. Worried out of their minds. But I kept telling them I was fine. I was okay. Nothin' bothers me. Even though a lot of what I'm going through bothers me."

"I keep doin' that 'nah I'm good' shit whenever I have a shit day and I know they see right through me. But I'm the only one getting any sort of stable income and if I let them know how much I'm strugglin', they'll feel guilty or..."

"They'll feel like a burden," Ayumi groans, placing her forehead in her hand.

"You saw how that Umbreon was when he left. I don't want to see my baby and my man like that, bendin' over backwards to do more than they should. Feeling awful because they know I left my clan for them."

Ayumi peers between her fingers at the tip jar sitting behind the stand.

"Or doin' something stupid like steal from someone else's honest work. I know Jack's still a kid, and kids do stupid shit, but I know he's still beatin' himself up over the whole damn thing."

"I mean, ya asked," Ayumi sheepishly rubs her fingers together, retreating into the shade in a tinge of embarrassment.

"I did," Rio mutters, carrying the likeness of someone who attempted to take a drink from the forceful end of a pressure washer. Regardless, she collects herself, sits straighter in her chair, and gives Ayumi a hardened look.

"I don't know anything about being a mom, but it sounds like you're putting everything into it. That's more than enough."

"What if it isn't?" Ayumi whispers, her voice trembling.

"It will be."

Ayumi softly laughs at Rio's absolution. She's repeated those words to herself countless times, but hearing them from someone else was rekindling her slipping resolve.

Feeling a small weight fall from her shoulders, she slowly forms an idea.

"... Can ya do me a favor?"

For the first time since Ayumi started, the two ease up in their seats, using whatever time they had to finally relax. The sounds of Castelia City filled the silence in between.

"Y'know what?" Ayumi shattered the silence in a sudden (and loud) realization, much to Rio's chagrin.

"I was too focused on noodles and making you listen to my sob story that I forgot to ask you for your name," Ayumi laughs. Rio pauses, coming to the same realization before she also laughs and reaches out with her paw.

Referenced Posts: Ayumi mistaking @asktoastythearcanine 's Allen for someone else Graymont Design BuildJack Stealing the Tip JarRio's question to Ayumi

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weenwrites · 1 year

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If you're down, maybe Ratchet dealing with a charge obsessed with creepy-crawlies? Repeatedly ceremoniously "gifts" him dead cockroaches, rats they caught around the base, & any particularly "juicy" bugs they manage to kidnap when out and about? (Weird shit my brother used to do 😭)

Strange Gifts

Summary - Your gifts are considered rather unorthodox by most... But perhaps they'll be accepted and considered actually thoughtful by the recipient? Characters - Ratchet, Airachnid, Predaking Content - Gen Category - Headcanons Trigger Warnings - Mentions of insects, Mentions of dead animals being given as gifts, No graphic descriptions

✎ A/N: I decided to add 2 more characters for fun, thanks for the request!

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

Ratchet

The first time you gave him a... "gift", he was more than appalled. Some of Earth's creatures are a disgusting horror to him, and bugs, rats, and arachnids are no exception. As such, he's rather rude to you when it comes to the gift, and tells you rather harshly to keep the gift to yourself.

He doesn't understand why you'd bring him something like this, and even though the possibility that this is some weird human rite he just disrespected had just crossed his mind, he'd rather not accept your offerings no matter how rude or impolite it may be. The disgusting creatures aside, he takes it even worse if it's dead. He'd find it quite frankly twisted, sickening, and disturbing.

If you still keep up your antics despite his repetitive and increasingly more harsh rejections of your gifts, he still won't accept them. If he were to, however, he'd quickly get rid of it the moment you were gone. Very rude, yes, but he'd remind you that he made it clear that your gifts were unwanted.

Airachnid

Initially she might think they're a bit strange, but not in any sort of bad way since she's weird and messed up herself, so she wouldn't be one to judge. If anything, depending on what you catch she might be genuinely interested in looking it over and collecting parts from it if possible, but since a majority of your gifts are small insects and rodents, she wouldn't be too interesting in prying a skull out of a rat's head. It's far too small for her collection.

If she ever caught you in the act of catching little gifts to give her, she'd definitely be quick to point out flaws in your techniques and get straight to showing you how it's done if you asked. And Depending on how close the two of you are, she might even begin returning your gifts in kind with increasingly more interesting animals she catches herself.

Predaking

He's flattered by the offerings, yes, but he thinks they're rather small and measly. Still, his perception of humans is way off, and he severely underestimates how strong they can be, so by his standards (which are set pretty low in this case), he believes that what you've caught is rather impressive! ... For a human.

The closer the two of you are, the more likely he is to return your gifts. But rather than bringing you animals and whatnot, he'll be more likely to bring you pieces of cybertronians he's managed to rip off their body.

#tfp imagines #tfp headcanons #tfp x reader #tfp ratchet #ratchet x reader #tw entomophobia #entomophobia tw #entomophobia #tfp airachnid #airachnid x reader #tfp predaking #predaking x reader #x reader #reader insert #self insert #weenwrites

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your-next-daydream · 1 year

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I love your work (as I'm sure you already know lmao), and I know you're getting kind of sick of writing for just Wade 😭 so I came to request some other marvel characters for you

I was wondering if you'd mind doing some headcanons/drabbles for Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Loki, Thor, and Bucky Barnes with a reader who's really big into body modification? (Piercings, tattoos, etc.) Even if they don't have that many themself, they're really knowledgeable about stuff like that and find it really fascinating

I look forward to your take on this ❤

I'm combining these requests because they are fairly similar, and I'm trying to get rid of some of my Wade requests that have accumulated. Im also making this as gender neutral as possible since no piercings that require heavily specific body places were requested. I'd like to make mention that I'm a tattoo artist and piercer myself, so I'm very glad I got these requests.

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Natasha Romanoff

She doesn't have that much of an opinion whether her partner has body modifications or not.

That being said, she'll ask questions on if your tattoos have meaning or not, and she'll raise an eyebrow if they don't.

When it comes to piercings, she likes to play with them when she zones out. You two will just be casually laying down, and you'll randomly feel light tugs at your facial or chest piercings if you aren't wearing a shirt.

When it comes to your tattoos, she'll trace the shapes and designs during meetings. Or whenever she doesn't have anything to do when she's bored and wants to touch you.

Admires the fact that you put yourself through pain just to gain artwork on your body.

Wanda Maximoff

She, on the other hand, was confused about why you would willingly put yourself through that.

She's not particularly a fan, but she wouldn't mind too much if you had body mods.

"Are they safe?" She'll ask anytime you wish to get a new one.

After a while, they'll grow on her, and she'll really like them. Mainly because it's a you thing, and she adores you.

Anytime one gets infected, she'll help you out with it. She'll give you a look that says, "Are you so certain these are safe now?"

Doesn't like the smell. I know you know what I'm talking about

Peter Parker

Loves them

Will ask if you want to get a matching piercing on the ears (face ones would interfere with a mask like his)

Whenever he sees jewlery that really reminds him of you, he'll get them if he can.

He'll also play with them if he's zoned out and just whenever he's in private with you.

If you get spider tattoos, if you're in the know about him?

He's kneeling, on the spot.

Asks so SO many questions.

"Did you get the tattoos for meaning or because they are pretty?" "Did you get that pierced for fun or for pleasure?"

If it's for fun, he may not toy with them much in fear of hurting you. If it's for the other one on the hand? He may try to use those to his personal gain.

Loki

He loves the ones on the pleasure spots.

He'll be all over them the second he knows about them/they are healed.

Admires the fact that you put yourself through pain just to adorn yourself.

If he knows the hole won't close up after you take one out. He will magically remove the balls on the end to mess with you.

Ends up having to get you new ones

If you ask nicely enough, he'll consider getting matching ones.

They find out a little late that he doesn't like people with sharp objects near his face.

Needs "restorative cuddles" to fix his pains.

Thor

He's the one to ask, "But what would happen if a magnetized object comes near them?"

He's trying, poor, uneducated soul.

He doesn't mind if his partner has them or not.

He likes poking at your body.

"You are not an ordinary human, I love that about you!"

Asks if you plan to get another one!

(Please get the word play...)

Asks if he can watch the piercing/tattooing/body mod process.

Doesn't enjoy watching you in pain.

Has flipped a table.

He's no longer allowed to go.

Goes anyways

Bucky Barnes

Not particularly a fan of intentionally putting yourself through pain.

If you explain why you do it, then he might be more understanding.

Will ask with a serious face, "Does my arm technically count as a piercing?"

He also likes fidgeting with them and will accidentally lose an ending on a piercing.

Also asks to go with you, he doesn't speak for the most part and let's the people do their job.

He says he didn't like seeing you in pain, but it's something you wanted, so he didn't really have a say.

Doesn't really care what you do, as long as you are happy.

Wade Wilson

Shoots a hole in his ear/face and shouts..."Twinsies!" With a mock giggle

"What the fuck Wade...?" "Aye...you're dating me...and fucking me for that matter."

Would actually get piercings or such with you without a fuss.

If it wasn't for the super healing, that is.

He'll just admire yours from right up close and personal with you.

Will ask if you would consider getting certain mods.

Definitely asks if you'll get the ones on your more pleasurable areas.

You have to remind him you don't heal as fast.

Loves your body and your mods.

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that-writer-101 · 1 year

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The Winter Nightmare. Pt.2

Bucky x Fem!Reader

REUPLOAD

Reminders: @vicmc624 @biblophilefox82

So Bucky explained. Everything.

From the kidnapping, to the torture, to the 'training' that you were put through.

Everything.

"I hate to interrupt.. But I have a concern..." Natasha starts, "Bucky's room is on the same floor as Y/n's... We dont have any extra rooms. The two of them hate each other."

"Okay I didn't hate her until she threw fireballs at me." Bucky sighs.

"They'll have to suck it up. I'm sure you two will make up eventually." Tony says.

"If we do that, expect her to try and kill me like at least once a week."

"Why don't we just try to explain to Y/n why you did what you did?" Wanda asks.

"She won't listen. Trust me."

"She's not going to listen to anyone," Tony starts, "Think about it guys, this is the same kid we took from HYDRA like a day ago. We brought them to somewhere they dont know, brought someone who they've never met to talk to them, then brought in the person who tortured 'em for years. She's anxiety filled. That paired with her powers can be really dangerous."

"She's in a fragile state." Wanda says.

"Fragile? She's a ticking time bomb." Natasha responds.

"Exactly," Bucky speaks up, "She's fragile like a bomb." He pauses then mumbles a quiet, "i would know.."

"I'm gonna go up and talk to Y/n. She's been through a lot." Natasha says, then walks up to your room.

She knocks on your door.

"... Who is it?"

"Its Natasha. Are you crying?"

"Come in.." Yes, yes you were. Infact you were violently sobbing.

Natasha sits on your bed next to you. She rubs your back.

"I can't do this Natasha.." You say through sobs, "Everything has.. Changed.. Fuck.. The person who tortured me is here.. I just.. I can't do it.."

"Listen to me, Bucky is a whole other person now. HYDRA did some horrible things to him just like they did to you. He never wanted to do anything like that. He was forced to."

"I DONT CARE! He mentally and physically scarred me! He killed my grandparents! Then fucking kidnapped me! He abused me for almost twelve years! You expect me to just forgive him?! No! I hate him! I never want to see him again!"

Natasha keeps calm, she doesn't want to panic you more, "No, I don't expect you to forgive him. I just need you to be civil with him, alright? Look, I probably shouldn't be telling you this, but we want you to become an Avenger. And if you agree to that, then you need to at least get along with Bucky, okay?"

You go silent. Then just slowly nod, tears still running down your face.

"Also, I need to tell you something else, but you have to promise not to get upset, alright?"

You give her a confused look, then nod again.

"Bucky's room is on this floor too."

"I'm going to jump out the fucking window I swear to god."

"Just.. Don't kill him, alright?"

You simply roll your eyes, getting rid of the few remaining tears in your eyes, "Yeah yeah sure."

"C'mon, let's get back downstairs."

"If you expect me to talk to Barnes then I actually WILL jump out the wi-"

"You don't have to talk to him, but we do have a meeting regarding you and he will be there."

You wipe your face, you were not about to let that psycho see what a mess he made you into.

"Alright, lets go." You say after taking a deep breath.

You and Natasha make small talk as you want to the meeting room.

"You'll sit there." Natasha says, motioning to a seat. A seat right across from Bucky.

"I swear you want me to kill someone.." You quietly mutter as you sit down.

"So," Tony starts, standing in the front of the room, "Y/n, obviously, you have powers. And cleary decent control of them seeing as what happened earlier."

"Yes, and?" You say, glancing an annoyed look at Bucky.

"Knowing Natasha, she probably already told you this, but we want you to become an Avenger. We feel that you could help us a lot."

You simply nod slowly, thinking about it for a moment, "I'll do it."

"Glad to hear it." Tony says, "We'll start training you tomorrow."

"What will training consist of exactly?"

"Sparring, power training, endurance drills, shit like that."

"Can I spar Barnes?"

"NO." The entire room says collectively.

"You guys are no fun."

"We'll make you a suit. In the mean time you can think of a hero name, unless you already have an idea for one, that is." Tony speaks up again.

You pause for a moment, 'Little Flare, what should I wear?'

"...Flare."

"Alright, Flare it is." Tony says, making a mental note of that, "Welp, meeting dismissed. Go chill out, its getting late, so someone make dinner and then everyone head to bed."

"Oooh! I can make dinner!" You offer, smiling brightly.

"You know how to cook?" Bucky asks.

"Actually yes I do," You respond, glaring at him, "When I was little my grandma taught me how to make really good fried rice! That was before SOMEONE came and-"

"Alright, we'll be chilling in the common area while you make dinner then." Natasha interrupts.

All of you walk out of the meeting room. The others migrate to the living room and you go to the kitchen.

You gather all the ingredients and start making fried rice. Even though it has been years since you've made it, you knew the recipe by heart.

After a bit, you finish it and take it off the stove. Its in a big pan and you don't feel like finding a bowl to fit it, so you put a pot holder under it and put it on the dining table.

"Dinner's done!" You call out, "Be careful, the pan might be hot, I don't really know."

"What do you you mean you don't know?" Steve asks, "Just feel it or somethin'."

"I make flames out of my hands, after a while your hands burn too much and you cant exactly feel it anymore."

"Hm. Hey this is pretty good." Natasha says, eating some of the fried rice.

"Thanks!"

After a bit, everyone finishes eating and heads to their rooms. You quickly do the dishes, then retire to your room as well.

Just as you have the past few nights, you fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow.

THUMP

You fell to the floor, blood dripping down your face from your nose, lip, a cut on your eyebrow.. God knows where else.

"You're weak." The Winter Soldier said.

You stumbled back to your feet, your whole body shaking. Your eyes, amidst the weakness, held anger. You launched a fireball at him. He easily dodged it.

He grabbed you with his metal arm and tossed you into a wall like you weighed nothing.

He walked up to you, hitting you until you passed out.

When you woke up, he was still there, standing over you.

PUNCH

SLAP

KICK

GRAB

It had all happened so quickly. You went from being on the ground to being yanked to your feet in the span of a second. You bled from anywhere you could see and more.

He continued to beat you. You tried to defend yourself but were too weak to move.

"Please.. I can't.."

"You're weak." Was all he said before throwing you across the room again.

He walked up to you and then-

You wake up in a cold sweat, tears running down your face.

You sit up, shaken from the nightmare-ish memory that replayed itself.

You stand up and wipe the tears off your face. You walk to the kitchen on your floor to grab some water.

You use the wall to help guide you through the darkness.

Through the dim moonlight spilling through the windows, you notice someone already sitting in the small dining room.

Bucky.

You walk past him and get a glass of water. You take a sip and then leave it on the counter.

You sit at the small dining room table across from Bucky. You'd have to start tolerating him anyway so might As well start now. You lay your head in your arms on the table.

"You alright?" You hear Bucky ask.

"Oh yeah. Perfectly fine. I totally planned to wake up at what, 3am? And just sit here." You rudely remark.

"What woke you up?"

"None of your business."

He sees right through you, "Nightmare?"

You lift your head up, looking at him for a moment. Then you nod.

"Same here, do you wanna talk about it?"

You pause, "Wait why are you being so nice to me-?! Stop it! Stop it stop it stop it! You aren't supposed to do that!"

"Y/n please i-"

"No! No no no! You're supposed to be mean! You're supposed to hate me! You- you're.. You.." Tears stream down your face once again.

"Look, I'm sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I was brainwashed. I didn't mean to ruin your life.."

You lock eyes with him, your tears glistening in the moonlight, "You didn't ruin my life..."

"...What?"

"You started it."

"Y/n what are you talking about? We both know what I did to you."

"Think about it. If none of that happened, I wouldn't be here right now. I wouldn't be in the process of becoming an Avenger. Sometimes the hard journey is rewarding.. Y'know..?"

You force a small smile.

"Flare..." Bucky says, staring at you with a sympathetic filled expression.

"I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have said anything." You say, getting up, "I'm going back to bed."

"Y/n wait-"

"Good night."

You walk back to your room, what just happened replaying itself in your head.

What had just happened?

You'd opened up to Bucky. But why? Were you starting to trust him? Did you start to forgive him? You don't know honestly.

You lay down on your bed, thoughts racing through your head. After a bit of staring at the ceiling, you finally fall asleep.

BEEP BEEP BEEP.

6 a.m.

You groan as you turn over and turn off your alarm clock. You were told to be ready for training by 6:30, so that's what you were doing.

You grab some workout clothes and change into them. You brush your hair and put it into a ponytail.

You grab a small bag and stuff a water bottle, bandages, and a towel into it.

You walk out of your room and go into the kitchen.

You spot the cup that you'd left on the counter late last night, or technically earlier this morning.

Everything that happened replayed in your mind again. You dump the remaining water out and clean the cup before putting it in the drying rack.

You check the time, 6:15. You make yourself some toast for breakfast.

After you finish it, its about 6:20. You decide that you might as well get down to the training room early so you get in the elevator and head down to that floor.

You gey to the training room and wait for Natasha and Steve. At 6:30 exactly the two of them walk in.

"Why does training have to be so earlyyyy?" You groan as you stand up.

"You'll have to get up earlier than this for missions so get used to it." Steve says.

"Anyway, show us what you can do." Natasha speaks up.

"Alright! I should probably tell you though, I don't exactly know my limits when it comes to fighting..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well in HYDRA, they would train me until I passed out, so I never really learned my limits on using my powers to anything like that..."

"That's alright, we'll just keep an eye on you."

"Okay!"

You move to the center of the room and hold out your hand. A flame erupts from your palm.

"Voila!"

You then move the flame to just your finger tips. You then make the flame wrap around your arm up to your elbow.

The flames look graceful as you move them around you.

You throw a few fire balls, but put them out before they hit anything.

"Tada!" You say, turning back to the two.

"That's very interesting.." Natasha remarks.

"Agreed."

The next part of training is sparring. First you watch Natasha and Steve spar. You take mental notes of some things that they tend to do.

After they finish, it's your turn to spar Natasha.

The two of you get into fighting stances.

"Go."

She throws a punch.

You block it.

You throw a kick.

She gets hit in the side.

She throws another punch. You get hit in the face. You throw a punch back, hitting her in the chest.

She kicks you in the stomach. You stumble back. You throw a kick back, she blocks it. She kicks you in the side, then punches you in the chest.

Your vision goes blurry for a moment, but then goes back to normal. You should probably take a break, but you don't.

You throw a hook and hit Natasha in the jaw. She throws a front kick to your chest. You stumble back again.

She throws a punch. You dodge it. You throw a punch back, she catches your hand. She pushes your hand away and hits you in the face again.

You land a hard kick to her side. She stumbles a bit. She recovers quickly. Natasha sends a low kick then sweeps your leg, causing you to fall.

You land on your back with an audible thump. "That's gonna lave a bruise." You say as you stand back up.

Natasha throws a punch. You dodge it. You throw a kick. She catches your leg and throws it, spinning you around.

Your vision goes blurry again, "Ooookay I gotta take a break..." You sigh, holding a hand to your head.

"Well Ms L/n. I'm very impressed," you hear someone say from the doorway, "Welcome to the team."

Director Fury.

#marvel fanfic idea #the avengers #bucky #bucky fluff #james bucky buchanan barnes #marvel #bucky x reader #angst to fluff #enemies to lovers #enemies to friends to lovers #natasha romanov #tony stank #iron man

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st-highwind · 11 hours

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@redwlngs provided me with several more oc development questions, so here they are for Thrush!

What tarot card and its meaning do you associate with them? In general, when I think of Thrush I think of The Moon. Fears, illusions, worry for the present and future because of hurt from the past. It's kind of self-explanatory. Thrush is a chronic worrier.

On a different note, however, Thrush embodies Death (upright) specifically for Kain. Death upright is symbolic of change, transformation, the transition from one point in life to another. This is precisely how they first appear to him-- some reaper figure, a pale silhouette with a scythe-- he probably thought he was seeing some sort of apparition.

Who is/are their best friend(s)? How did they become friends? How did they get close? How do they look out for each other? Their closest friends are Rosa, Rydia, and Cecil. They grew close with Cecil simply by traveling alongside him for so long, and Rydia's return in the Underworld led to Thrush having a tent-mate to have long evening chats with. Rosa and Rydia both take great interest in the the mechanics of Thrush's harvesting ability. Cecil enjoys training with them.

They look out for each other in little ways both in and out of battle. Thrush frequently reminds the party to rest and happily mends clothes, bags, or whatever requires a quick stitch. Occasionally Cecil will over to sharpen Thrush's scythe, Rosa quickly rids Thrush of their frequent headaches, and Rydia's late-night conversations are invaluable. Thrush loves hearing about her experiences in the Feymarch. In battle, Thrush is frequently harvesting HP/MP for the entire party and is quick to use potions or ethers when necessary.

What are their sleeping habits? What kind of bed do they like? How many pillows? How many blankets? Naked or bundled up? Do they sleep better alone or with someone? Thrush sleeps best when they are holding something. They kick out a leg and bunch up their blanket (or some other soft material..they're not above bunching up their day tunic and holding it) to keep in one arm while the other covers their face. They naturally run cold, so number of blankets varies both on availability of such things and temperature where they're residing. When staying at an inn, Thrush tends to toss one of their travel blankets over the provided quilt for adequate warmth.

Despite running cold, they don't like bundling up in clothes for sleep. They sleep in a long, thin tunic that's been patched to hell and back after being slept in and washed over and over again. Rydia badgers them to get a new one. They refuse.

Are they tall or short? What is their approximate height? If they are tall, do they use this boon to their advantage? If they are short, are they teased for it, or coddled for their smaller size? Thrush is approximately 5'9" (175.2 cm), the same height as Edge and slightly taller than both Rosa and Rydia. Their height has never been anything that's been detrimental nor beneficial-- they consider themself just the right size.

What is their favorite color? Thrush is fond of all colors with deep appreciation for the greens of the Blue Planet's trees, shrubs, and flora, the many blues of the sky and sea, but their favorite color is the deep violet-black of Dirge's feathers. Sentimental thing, Thrush is.

Are they superstitious? (Ex. Bad luck for breaking a mirror/going under a ladder) Not really, not outwardly. Externally they are firm that whatever happens is meant to happen, however their actions say otherwise. They refuse to "split the pole", which is what everyone has seemed to pick up on. They'll also repeat superstitions they grew up with absentmindedly. Say they bumped into someone, they'll reply "Oh! Look's like we'll be together this time next year!", or if their ear itches, they'll say "I guess someone's talking about me." etc etc.

Any textures they dislike/like? Oh goodness yes. They despise foods that are gritty or overly viscous, and they loathe the feeling of velvet and starched collars. They will redo the ties of their arm bracers and boots over and over again if they feel the tightness and alignment are not symmetrical on their body.

What is their favorite time of the day? The early bird gets the worm, and Thrush is always up at dawn if not before. They prefer sunrises to sunsets. They tend to spiral at night and when able, goes to sleep significantly earlier than the others. They are a light sleeper, however, so rarely do they get good rest.

Do they have any ailments? Motion sickness? Near sight/far sight vision? They are prone to migraines and when one strikes, they're down for the count. Years of untreated migraines has given them quite a light sensitivity that flares up preceding a migraine. Luckily, after traveling and befriending Rosa, a quick puff of white magic alleviates their cranial conundrum.

What Sanrio character would they like? What Sanrio character are they most like? They would like Chococat, I think, possibly Pochacco. They are most like Cinnamoroll (based on the single Sanrio personality quiz I took).

Are they cold/hot body temperature wise? They run cold-- their hands and feet are always freezing. They aren't a good cuddle buddy for that reason.

How do they spend a downtime day? Far and few between as they are, Thrush will spend a day of downtime reading, sewing, eating fruits and cheeses, and napping beneath a shade tree.

Favorite season? Springtime. They love watching nature revive itself in bright bursts of color and adore cool, misty mornings after a nighttime storm.

Are they competitive? How do they react to losing? Thrush is not competitive whatsoever and, if anything, enjoys losing purely to watch winners bask in their victory. They don't mind losing if it means others are happier. If, for some reason, Thrush is set on winning something but still loses, they take the loss personally and are sour about it for a day or two.

Can they hold their liquor? Thrush is not fond of liquor and oftentimes refuses drink altogether. Their tolerance is very low and they do not enjoy being drunk-- they much prefer to stay lucid and watch over others as they enjoy.

Feel free to use these questions for your own oc development if you so choose! This was very enjoyable.

#thrush yarrow #ffiv #oc #st-highwind

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cookies-over-yonder · 9 months

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Father-Son Bonding (feat. Hermie Unworthy, Uncle/Brother/Unwanted Roommate)

CO-WRITTEN BY @silverlistenstothings

Nicky comes over to visit Taylor while Cass is at work. Hermie is also there, for some reason.

Part 19 of The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Roommates

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According to Taylor, Nicky is coming over to bring Taylor dinner while Cassandra is out at a work function. This has been in the books for a few days now, and Hermie has been dreading it the entire time. Taylor, on the other hand, has been reminding Hermie every moment he can, practically bouncing with excitement at the opportunity to see his dad.

Therein lies the problem, Hermie supposes. Despite Taylor and Cassandra’s insistence that they want Hermie around, it’s not something they can believe. It’s not something they’ll let themself believe. Hope only opens them up to hurt, so they’ve given up on it a long time ago. They might think they’re fine with Hermie now , but as soon as Cassandra readjusts to Nicky’s presence in her life, as soon as Taylor remembers how much better Nicky is, they’ll come to their senses and finally rid themself of Hermie. Recency bias is the only thing keeping them around.

Taylor has spent most of the afternoon in the bathroom, singing and humming and getting ready for Nicky’s arrival. Hermie, of course, has spent the entire day curled up in bed, trying to fall back asleep. They don’t want to listen to Taylor be excited about Hermie’s inevitable replacement, and they certainly don’t want to hear how well he gets along with Nicky. It’s two parts fear of being kicked out, and one part envy. They’re not proud of how often they resent Taylor’s relationship with his parents, but then, they’re not proud of anything they have going on. It’s nothing new.

The doorbell rings, and Taylor turns the music off before hollering ‘I’m coming, dad!’ and scampering down the stairs. Hermie rolls over and brings the corner of their pillow up over their ears. It doesn’t quite muffle the sounds of conversation, but at least they can’t make out the words.

They’re about to finally doze off again when Taylor calls their name from downstairs. They very much consider ignoring him, but there’s no real point to it, they suppose.

Is he really going to kick them out already? Is a single one-on-one interaction all it takes for Taylor to realize how much better he could have it?

Well. They suppose that makes sense, actually. They roll to their feet in no real rush, and step out of their room.

"Come down for food!" Taylor calls.

Ah, one last meal before breaking the news. It's clear he's trying to soften the blow. Whatever, they'll take the bait.

Hermie sighs, straightens their stolen shirt, reminds themself that they really have nothing to prove, and heads down the stairs. Nicky glances at them over the back of the couch, and raises his hand in a half-wave.

“Hey, Hermie,” he says casually, without a trace of guilt. They didn’t want to guilt Taylor into keeping them around, but they feel like Nicky could at least show a little remorse.

“Nicky,” Hermie greets cooly, tentatively circling around the other side of the couch. They keep an eye on both Nicky and Taylor, bracing themself for their inevitable dismissal.

“I just got you the same thing as Taylor, hope that’s ok,” Nicky explains, handing Hermie a warm takeout container.

“… which is?” Hermie asks, sitting down against the arm of the couch, with Taylor between them and Nicky.

“Chicken fried rice!” Taylor chirps happily.

Oh. Good. Great. They can’t eat this. But it would be weird to say something about it now, wouldn’t it? Nicky bought them food for some reason, so they should be polite. Besides, Taylor hasn’t said anything, and he should know that Hermie’s vegetarian, and Hermie doesn’t want to make him feel bad for forgetting.

… oh, Hermie never actually brought up their dietary preferences, did they? It’s not even Taylor’s fault. They dug their own grave, so they can’t complain about laying in it.

“Thanks,” Hermie says, a bit belatedly. They unwrap their chopsticks and snap them apart, before undoing the lid of the takeout container. The scent of chicken hits them immediately, closely followed by a wave of nausea.

Ok. Well. They thought they might be able to choke some of it down, it’s not like they’re allergic or anything, but they’ll definitely throw up if they try.

Taylor says something about what they’re watching, but Hermie barely hears it, too lost in their own head. Maybe if they compact the rice enough it’ll look like they ate some? Just enough that Hermie can say ‘I’m not really hungry right now, thanks though, I’ll have the rest for leftovers’ and then Taylor will ask the next day if he can eat their leftovers and Hermie can say that that’s fine and the crisis will be avoided entirely.

Yes, this is the perfect plan.

They glance over at Nicky and Taylor. Taylor is digging into his own rice with enviable fervor. Nicky is eating at a more reasonable pace, and meets Hermie’s eye when they look over. Hermie quickly looks away.

They poke at their rice with their chopsticks, trying to remember how to even use them. They might not be selling it well, but moving the bits of chicken around to one corner of the container is keeping them entertained more than whatever Taylor put on the screen.

Suddenly, a spring roll comes into view. Hermie looks up to see Taylor holding it out to them.

His eyes are wide and there's a slight smile on his face. It's weird.

Supposedly the spring rolls don't have any meat, because they remember the V written on the box earlier. Hermie glances from Taylor’s face to the spring roll and back, before cautiously extending a hand. Taylor places it in their palm with palpable satisfaction, before returning his attention to the screen.

Alright. They are now holding a lukewarm vegetable spring roll. The longer they hold it, the colder and sweatier it will get, neither of which are traits Hermie especially wants from their food. They should eat it, but also the smell of chicken is still nauseatingly present and just because it’s a vegetable spring roll doesn’t mean there’s no meat.

… it probably means exactly that, actually, but Hermie can’t be sure . No, they need to investigate themself. They half-close their carton of fried rice and lay it in their lap so they can use both hands. When a glance confirms that neither Nicky nor Taylor are watching, they lift the spring roll to their nose. It mostly just smells like vegetables and Hermie’s awful, sweaty hands, but it warrants closer investigation. They carefully split the casing with a claw, parting it to reveal, to the surprise of no one, nothing but vegetable filling.

Great. They’re not sure why they did that, actually—

“Hey, uh, Hermie, what’re you doin’ to that spring roll there?” Nicky asks, somewhere between concerned and amused. Hermie jumps, and immediately rushes to hide the evidence.

In their mouth.

Obviously.

It’s a small enough bite that they’re not at risk of choking, but they probably definitely shouldn’t have shoved it in their mouth all at once when they’re still feeling a little queasy. Their body makes an attempt at gagging, but they refuse to part their lips. They are not going to throw up, that would be embarrassing .

They chew to the best of their abilities. Nicky is staring, definitely leaning further into concern now. Taylor is sending them worried glances too. After what feels like an impossibly long time, they swallow.

“What?” Hermie croaks, before clearing their throat and repeating themself.

“Yeah, nevermind I guess,” Nicky says, and that’s that.

Nicky returns his attention to the screen, and Taylor does as well after a moment. Hermie suddenly wants very badly to go wash their hands, but it’s not like they can just get up and dismiss themself.

Well, they can, obviously, but they don’t want to attract any attention to themself. As soon as they do, Taylor will remember why he called them down, and he’ll break the news, and it’ll be awkward , after everything he said a few days ago.

Taylor wordlessly slips another spring roll into Hermie’s hand. To make up for swallowing the other one whole, they nibble at it slowly. It tastes a lot better when they’re not preoccupied with trying not to choke.

They try to tune into whatever anime Taylor has them watching, but they’re already at the end of the first, maybe the second episode, so they figure it’s basically a lost cause. They already have no idea what’s happening, and they’re not about to ask. Hermie wants to leave to go do nothing in the privacy of their own bedroom, but they’re still waiting on the real reason Taylor called them down here and it also seems like a lot of work, getting up and going all the way up to the guest room.

They kind of zone out after that, watching the screen in only the vaguest sense of the word. Nicky makes some comment that has Taylor snickering and saying something in response. They’re not whispering, but Hermie can barely make sense of the words anyway. Whatever it is has Nicky grinning and throwing an arm around Taylor’s shoulder, pulling him close and ruffling his hair. Taylor is grinning, leaning into the touch like an affectionate cat when Nicky’s hand brushes against his horns.

“… growing in!” Nicky is saying when Hermie finally gets their brain to focus on the words. Taylor preens under the praise.

“Yeah! Aren't they cool?”

“They’re awesome, kiddo.”

“Sometimes I get headaches, but I know it’s just growing pains,” Taylor brags, puffing out his chest.

“Yeah, I’d get those too. You’re doing well, you little demon.”

The fondness in Nicky’s tone makes Hermie’s stomach twist a little.

Taylor’s horns have grown in quite a bit, considering there was nothing there less than a year ago, but they still aren’t anywhere near the size of Hermie’s, nor do they have the slight gradient to a lighter color near the tip… but then, the coloration is something they very clearly inherited from Jodie, and any amount of pride is shot after that. The shape of their horns is closer to that of Nicky’s, but it’s not like he’s taken any notice. He’d much rather pay attention to Taylor.

Obviously. Because that’s his son. It’s embarrassing to even think about Nicky giving Hermie the same treatment, all casual affection and praise. They don’t want that, at all, from anyone, but especially not from Nicky.

Which is why they keep thinking about it, and why the thought is making their chest hurt a little. Obviously.

They shake their head to clear the thought from it, and make another attempt at focusing on the show. It doesn’t get them very far, especially when Taylor leans into Nicky’s side and nudges his foot against Hermie’s thigh, but at least they’re not consumed by that worthless sense of envy anymore. They set the abandoned container of takeout on the floor beside the couch, and settle against the arm rest.

Despite the fact that Hermie has been laying in bed all day, they still somehow manage to doze off against the arm of the couch. They only jolt back awake when Taylor shifts his feet away from their leg. They weren’t fully asleep, still semi-conscious of the Japanese chatter from the tv, but it was embarrassing to get that close to falling asleep in front of Nicky.

Not that Nicky is paying any attention to them. Neither is Taylor, actually. Nicky is standing up, stretching his arm over his head and rolling his neck. Taylor, fully sitting up now, bounces to his feet. Hermie watches quietly from the couch.

“Well, I should be heading out soon,” Nicky sys, and there’s a flicker of anxiety in Taylor’s expression—gone as soon as it arrives—”You two think you can finish all this food?”

“Definitely!” Taylor says, smiling once more, “ehe… you’ll be back soon, right?”

His voice raises an octave seemingly involuntarily—it makes him sound smaller. Nicky doesn’t seem to notice, as he pats Taylor’s shoulder a couple times.

“Of course, kid,” he says, reassuring but casual. God, he really is an idiot.

“Okay, uh-“ Taylor clears his throat. “See you soon!”

“Yeah, see you-“

“Can you like, give him your number or something?” Hermie cuts in, sliding to their feet to approach the door. “Right now the only way we have to contact you is threatening Taylor’s life, so.”

“Oh hell yeah, good thinking,” Nicky says, sliding his phone out of his pocket and unlocking it in one smooth move before handing it to Taylor. “Put your number in, I’ll text you.”

His eyes slide over to Hermie, but instead of just glossing over them like most people tend to, he smiles a bit when they lock eyes. “You too, Hermie.”

Hermie is unsure of how well they’re able to hide the shock on their face.

“Pardon?”

“I mean, you’re around, so like, might as well, right?” Nicky says casually, and Hermie supposes that makes sense. Hermie is merely another point of contact in case Taylor and Nicky can’t reach each other directly. It's not like Nicky has any interest in keeping in contact with Hermie themself.

Taylor hands Hermie Nicky’s phone— his own name is input as T SWIFT , complete with a sunglasses emoji— and Hermie quickly puts in their own number. They hesitate over the last name, before ultimately deciding to leave the field blank. They return the phone, and Nicky takes it back with a nod.

“Alright, see you soon, kiddo,” Nicky says, ruffling Taylor’s hair before ducking out of the house.

Taylor watches, only closing the door once he's out of sight. His shoulders slump a little when he does, as if just now stepping off-stage after an important scene. Hermie notes the reaction, but refrains from commenting for the time being.

When Nicky texts them later, Hermie registers his number, but doesn’t reply.

#the mortifying ordeal of being roommates #nicky swift #nicky freeman #taylor swift dndads #hermie unworthy #dndads #fic #dndads fic #dndads au #cookies writes and cookies wrongs

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Brittle Shells

Part 2: Twilight Wings

It's been a week since Vienna delivered Lute the dossier, complete with access to Pentious's phone number. She's confused as to why he gave it up so quickly but nonetheless it is access to him. A few days ago she had received her upgraded sword and a brand new one. Her original sword, Abaddon, looks spotless. The new sword, she christened “Apollyon” feels slightly different, especially in her new prosthetic hand but it's nothing she can't get used to. She stares at her phone, she knows once she brings him out, she'll have to end him quick and make it look like an accident... It's a lot to plan, especially considering the near immortality of human souls. It won't be easy, but at least Pentious is an insecure bumbling fool. Yeah, they'll believe he was clumsy enough to get himself killed. She finally sends a message:

“Pentious, hey, it's V. I was wondering if you could meet me near Samson's Glade. I have a new experiment, I'd like your help with! Can you meet me there in about 2 hours?” She sends the message, then waits for a reply.

Twenty minutes pass without a response, her mind is racing. He's not taking the bait, this is going to fail. It can't fail, I have to get rid of him. 45 minutes now. This is the only chance I have, if he catches onto the plan then I'll never get the element of surprise again! Why is this taking so lo-

A ringtone cuts off her thoughts. It's him, he replied. She exhales, her heart rate dropping back to base levels. She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand. She hadn't realized the anticipation made her start to sweat until now. Since when do I get this worked up before anything like this? She finally opens the message:

“Why yes, dear, I'd love to help! You said 2 hours? Sorry it took so long to reply, but I'll try to be there in a couple of hours then!” Pentious's message makes her heart rate jump again. Yes! He took the bait, this is it!

With one swift movement, she takes to the air, her wings push the ground away from her faster than ever and she takes aim for Samson's Glade. As she approaches, she finds the tallest tree to keep a lookout. She lands softly on a thick branch and begins to scan the area. Everything looks undisturbed, she sees a few rocks here and there, mostly grays and browns, a couple of them very brightly white, the stream that runs near would sound relaxing at any other time, but now it reminds her of all the sinner's blood she's spilled only for a sinner to get into Heaven anyway.

“Here you go Shelley, just sssit right there and we'll be ready to get this project ssstarted...” Her expression becomes one of predatory malice until she hears his next words, then her face drops.

“Eh, Lute?” His voice becomes a shout and Lute's mind is spinning with thoughts. How the fuck did he know it was me? Did he bring the Seraphim? What now?

She descends like a hawk diving for it's prey and lands just a couple of yards from the snake.

“Pentious. You know what this is.” She says feigning the same confidence she had when she thought the element of surprise was hers.

“Yesss, I had caught wind of your little revenge plot, my dear. Miss Vienna was a good ssspy, I admit it took me a moment to catch on, but ssshe knew a little too much about me, from sssources that would never reveal it.” Pentious says with some smarm.

Lute grits her teeth and grabs Abaddon. Her eyes meet Pentious's and they both know only one will be walking out of this unscathed.

#ask pentious.#hazbin #ask blog #ask #general pentious #ask me anything #sir pentious hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel pentious #sir pentious #hazbin pentious #lute vs. pentious #pentious vs. lute #ask lute #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin lute #lute #lute hazbin #lute hazbin hotel

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melishade · 1 year

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war timeline starscream and izuriru finding a cybertronian ship with technology in the mountains near the lands of the kingdom.

Previous Episode of the War Timeline

Starscream as a prisoner of the War Hammer Titan and Hizuru:

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Kenshin, Lara, and everyone else hate Starscream so much. He just will not shut up and just want him to SHUT UP!

Because Lara and Kenshin found each other, they've been able to work together to protect the people of Hizuru and other refugees. Lara's been using her power to create underground safe houses for anyone fleeing the Decepticons. Kenshin does his best to keep conflicts to a minimal, since some are people of Hizuru, some are Marleyans, hell some are even Eldians. He needs to ensure that everyone is working together. It's not easy, but having a Tybur on his side does make things easier for him.

The only problem: Starscream's being a fucking asshole and making it everyone's problem. The former SIC is being keep in a cage of Lara's design against the wall. Starscream has either begged or threatened humans to let him go, but Lara's presence quickly gets him to shut up. Starscream does try to politely ask for more room due to his wings, and seekers don't do well in confined spaces, but they are not giving him the benefit of the doubt.

"Human, I am at your mercy-!"

"Stop calling us human, demon!" Kenshin shouted.

"I have a name!" Starscream yelled.

"And so do we!" Kenshin shot back.

Kenshin will only call Starscream by his name when Starscream calls him by his name.

Starscream does try to swindle and gain the trust of the humans. But he keeps going on and on and won't shut up! Guards that are posted for the hour are dreading seeing Starscream, or begging to be assigned a different post! They hate him! Kenshin and Lara are the ones who spend the most time with him, trying to gather information about the Decepticons from him, but Starscream just doesn't feel like confessing anything, simply because he doesn't want that information being used against him if he were to take control of the Decepticons. He says that he can provide other information, but Kenshin and Lara turn it down. Starscream insists that he is trustworthy and able to be a great asset, and would be able to do more if they just released them. Lara demands that he get rid of the symbol on his chest, the same symbol she saw when they took her brother and burned her home to the ground. Starscream is quiet at that, and Kenshin states that because Starscream refuses to abandon the cause he apparently despises, he cannot be trusted.

However, Starscream is starting to run low on energon, and he needs it now or else he's going to die. His begging falls on deaf ears, and his condition gets worse. Kenshin and Lara visit him once more, and Starscream is just pathetically begging at this point. He's forced to explain how energon is the lifeblood of all Cybertronians and that he needs it in order to live. If they could just let him get to a source, he'll do anything that they want. Lara is adamant about letting him out, especially since he actively tried to harm her niece. But Kenshin sees the sheer desperation of a man who's been starved for too long. Kenshin tells him that if they let him out, he has to follow exactly what they say. He tries anything, he'll be left to starve and they'll use his body to determine what makes those others tick.

Starscream is forced to guide Lara in titan form, Kenshin, and a few others to a small energon deposit. Starscream refuels as quickly as he can before being pulled away by Lara. Kenshin demands what else this can be used for, because he's gotten reports of vehicons mining for this stuff. Starscream says he'll tell them once he gets his share, but Lara's hammer to his face reminds him of his position. Kenshin orders his troops the round up the energon and take it back underground. Starscream is put back in his cage, but he's given more room this time around.

The two go to interrogate Starscream again, this time, dangling the promise of energon for his survival. Little by little, Starscream gives up information in exchange for energon. He relents that energon is the life force of all Cybertronians and can also be used to power weapons or destruction. Kenshin demands to know about the chain of command in the Decepticons, and Starscream immediately starts bitching about Airachnid and how she stole his position after Megatron tried to kill him.

"Your leader tried to kill you, and you still don't want to shed the symbol?" Kenshin questioned in disbelief.

"Well, pretending to still be a Decepticon has allowed me to gather a few resources," Starscream explained, "The Decepticons have more firepower. More ammunition. More soldiers. And Megatron is as ruthless as he is cruel. It would be unwise to make an enemy out of him."

"Considering that you defected, seems you've already made an enemy out of him," Kenshin retorted.

"Megatron is fool that's lost his senses, relying on the powers of dark energon and it's nearly gotten him killed," Starscream explained, "He'll run this world into the ground and use her powers for himself, once he determines it's origins."

Kenshin and Lara recognize the problem now. Megatron was going to kill them all and take Lara. Lara was the most valuable player than they had, but also the one that had the biggest target on her back. Her nieces and nephews needed to be protected, and they needed to find a way to utilize the powers of energon for themselves.

One day, there are reports of mutated titans with the aforementioned energon Starscream talked about. Lara went to stop it...only to realize...it was Willy. Her brother was now a dangerous, demented, mutated titan, charging right at her. Lara tried to reason with him, to speak with him, to somehow get him to snap out of it, but nothing was working. Lara crushed his head and slammed him into the ground, but it began regenerating in an instant. Lara was forced to use her hammer to end Willy's life in a fairly gruesome manner. Lara returns without a word, Kenshin asks what's wrong, and Starscream makes a snide remark, causing Lara to reawaken her titan and slam her hammer right next to his face. Lara screams about how he knows nothing of what's she's going through! She just had to kill her brother today because he was turned into a titan by your comrades. He was dead because of them! Because of him! She should kill him right now!

"I had a trine once," Starscream explained calmly, "I lost them too."

Both Kenshin and Lara see just a moment of vulnerability before he turns away and sits in the corner of his cell. Lara storms off the grieve, but Kenshin makes a comment about that being the first truthful thing out of his mouth.

There's a notable change in the dynamic. Starscream is less snarky, while Lara is quite somber. Kenshin asks for any possible weaknesses when it comes to Megatron. Starscream says that it might be Optimus Prime. Kenshin asks who that is, and Starscream explains that it's Megatron's sworn enemy that he's downright obsessed with at this point. He even brings up the "no one kills Optimus Prime but me!" line. Kenshin asks where he might be, but Starscream truthfully says that he doesn't know. The accident that brought them all here could have scatter them across the cosmos. Kenshin states that if he and the Decepticons were here, this Optimus Prime person might be. Starscream tries to dissuade him. Tells him about the risks of trying to contact Optimus Prime and how that would get them all killed. Starscream also tries to create doubt about Optimus' integrity. Kenshin shrugs and says that he has to try. If Optimus is a weakness for Megatron, he needs to take advantage of it. He is responsible for the future of his people, like his father always told him. He was the future of this nation, and he needed to be their Emperor.

Kenshin also decides to make a promise to him: help him contact Optimus Prime, and he'll let Starscream go. No caveats. No strings attached. Starscream's free to do whatever he wants. Starscream remarks that's a fairly stupid decision, but Kenshin retorts that he's not going to need Starscream once they get him. He's still going to hold him at arms length, but they need to work together. Starscream, seeing this as a way out, decides to agree, wanting his freedom more than anything.

"So how do we contact him in order to take Megatron down?" Kenshin asked.

"See boy, that's where the beginning of your problems lie," Starscream answered.

(That's enough for tonight.)

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jacks-dark-oc-stuff · 17 days

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Cw: violence and sexual assault mention

Rowan takes Adonis as his knight and gives him his name (Adonis was previously called Mail). They take a year to warm up to each other. In that year, Rowan almost takes Adonis’ eye out. In year two, they've become friends, and by year three, they are crushing on each other. In the ten years between them meeting and Rowan succumbing to the curse (The Fall), they dance around their feelings for two more years until they end up getting drunk and sleeping together. After that, it cements their unspoken feelings.

Rowan sleeps with nobles to keep them in check, and one in particular abuses him, but he is unable to get rid of him due to the duke being very powerful. Adonis hates this but can't do anything, so he just takes care of Rowan after the times he sleeps with a noble.

They find an orphaned six-year-old werewolf and take her in (Mila). Rowan visits his soldiers on the battlefield, and during one of these visits, he and Adonis are ambushed. The men force Rowan into sex to protect Adonis. Rowan is able to kill the men (due to the curse he's very strong but prone to injury easier), and the next day they arrive at the camp where Rowan is taken care of by medics, while Adonis decides to return to his mercenary band (The Band of Iron Chains).

After about a week of being catatonic, Rowan sends his men to bring Adonis back, as well as hiring the mercenary band to fight a battle he knows they'll lose. The Band of Iron Chains is wiped out, turning an already angry Adonis on Rowan. Adonis leaves again after saying he hates Rowan. Rowan spirals (locking Mila in her room for a month) until it sinks in, causing the man to fall into despair, triggering the curse (Rowan turns into a dragon). Mila is freed by a maid and escapes into the woods.

For three years, Adonis wanders the kingdom as a rival one takes over, and Rowan, stuck in his cursed form, terrorizes the mountains. After year one, he reunites with Mila and, later on, forms a party of five others. The Grey Hawk (Griffith) makes a deal with Rowan after somehow breaking through the mental barrier, giving both godhood in exchange for being linked and unable to kill the other (they feel the other's physical feelings and will die if the other does). Once Rowan is back, he takes his kingdom back and begins searching for Adonis (all while Griffith is sexually harassing him).

Adonis starts to pull Rowan into his dreams due to gods being summoned by those who call out to them in their dreams. Usually, Rowan would be pulled into multiple people's dreams, but Adonis’ longing is so powerful it sucks the god in completely. This is after Adonis is given the Silver Angel's armor. This armor prevents fatigue in battle and pain, but slowly kills the wearer by draining their energy. Rowan is not happy about Adonis wearing the armor or that he is pulled into Adonis’ dreams, and Adonis is mad, too. Both are in denial of wanting the other that much.

Adonis eventually is found and captured by Rowan. Essentially taking him and his party prisoner in the castle. Griffith is not happy about Adonis but also reminded of Guts. Griffith is much crueler by this time after being sealed away for so long and believing Guts is completely gone (Guts is now a vengeful spirit called the Hound after being slain by Griffith). Griffith is obsessed with Rowan, partially due to their covenant and partially because they are so similar. Mila is the target of Griffith’s ire though (she is the demon child reincarnated), to the point they are never alone together due to his violent attitude towards her.

Mila meets Guts, who is now only known as the Hound, when she is almost killed by assassins. They make a deal to save her life and later Guts trains her. Guts gets a human form and is sexually harassed by Griffith. Mila is influenced by the Beast of Darkness behind everyone's back and becomes more ruthless.

After nine years of torment via Griffith, Mila leaves to find a way to kill and separate his soul from Rowan's. She succeeds with the help of an elf kingdom and Casca’s spirit (who deals the final blow). After this Rowan, Adonis, and Arlo (one of the members of Adonis’ party who both Rowan and Adonis fall in love with) are granted immortality as well as Mila. Adonis becomes a necromancer and Arlo a druid. Mila marries the ruler of the elf kingdom.

The end.

#oc #oc chat #oc lore #oc thoughts #dark fantasy #rowan #adonis #arlo #rowan x adonis x arlo #rowan x adonis #jacks ocs #the hound #the grey hawk #argenti story line

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Jeepers Creepers: Unexpected Turn of Events 9

(An older drawing of mine with Corbin)

EPILOGUE

The early morning light mostly lights the entrance halls, another day for the Poho County Police Station. Except, if you were to look further back the bloodstains and broken glass act as clear evidence of last night's activities, which most officers want to just forget and go back to dealing with regular carjackers. Darry and Trish didn't share the same desire, even as shaken and mentally scarred as they are, they refuse to forget the sacrifice their dear friend made for them both.

Darry attempts to comfort his sister by rubbing her back, although he could think of nothing to say that could alleviate them both; having neither the words for comfort or a quip. Trish crouches over on the bench she's currently seated at, gripping tightly at the green bandana in her hands. Her grip over it being so strong that the police didn't dare to take the piece of paraphernalia away as evidence. Neither sibling look up or acknowledge when Jezelle comes through the front door towards them.

"Your folks just pulled up outside." r

Unsurprisingly, silence is what she's greeted with and it's the silence mixed with tension that falls between them for a while. An uncomfortable mixture that made Darry break it first.

"Looks like this answers my question."

Jezelle nods in agreement, licking her chapped lips before speaking.

"I guess so."

As if awakening from a long slumber, Trish blinks her eyes to rid herself of some of the grogginess that built up behind them. Still, like her brother, she doesn't look Jezelle directly in the eyes.

"You saw it was Darry, didn't you? He was the one screaming in the dark while listening to that song."

She's not sure if she could stand the pity and sadness she knows the psychic holds for them with her soft brown eyes.

"You also saw a second path, didn't you? But you didn't say anything because it seemed too crazy to be true."

Jezelle looks down in shame and remorse with the morning light helping to elongate the shadow covering her facial features. Both Jenner siblings didn't need to shift their gazes to know about the tears forming in the older woman's eyes.

"That girl rewrites all the rules, but I didn't know if she can rewrite fate definitely. Though I'm just a crazy old woman, ask anybody around here, they'll tell you,"

Jezelle gives a long weary sigh, silently watching the two siblings get up from the bench.

"just a crazy woman, with crazy dreams."

She trails off in a dejected tone which Trish is barely able to catch, by the time she and Darry walk out the front door. Darry takes the moment to close his eyes and just feel the slight breeze on his face, breathing in the cool morning air deeply.

"Aaa! Aaa! Aaa!"

Darry opens his eyes at the croaking of a passing raven, its dark figure standing out against the clear sky. Trish looks up to her left as it flies by her field of vision; she feels another stab of guilt in her heart at the strong reminder of the friend she failed to save.

' I'm so so so sorry for being so weak...'

Trish twists the bandana in her hand while tightly clenching her jaws. At that moment, Trish Jenner swore to never be anyone's prey ever again, to exact vengeance for those who were that thing's prey. She'll drag it to hell with her if she has to.

The raven that flew past the Jenner siblings, keeps his one eye on the condemned meat factory in the distance. He flies past the surrounding crows and ravens gathered around the building. Instinctively, he follows the familiar presence through the many holes in the building, past the dripping rusty pipes, then glides down the stairs where he could fully hear an old upbeat jazz tune playing.

"All those weepers.

How they hypnotize

Ramada, Ramada, Rama da da"

The one-eyed raven didn't need to look too hard for his favorite person, finding her curled up in the dryest spot she could find. Corbin sat huddled in the nook in the wall, with her back to the wall with one arm around her legs and the other holding a photo.

'I can already tell that I'm gonna be sick of this song.'

She frowns in the direction of where she knows her "mate" is working on Darry's replacement. A small croak catches Corbin's attention, lessening her frown slightly into an almost smile at the small comfort the Corvus brought.

"Sar si sogodi, Beowulf?"

Beowulf gives another croak and nods his head, confirming to the inhuman woman that all is well for her friends. Some tension visibly leaves Corbin, who then unwraps her arm from her legs to rub a thumb over the necklace she wore. She then looks down at the photo she held in her other hand, the dim candlelight illuminating showing her and Darry celebrating Trish's high school graduation. Those were good times, simpler times, times she knows she can't go back to unless she wishes to bring Darry to an early grave.

"In their eyes"

Corbin furiously rubs her eyes as tears unwillingly starts spilling, the instrumental phase of the song playing in the background. She gives a sniffle before doing her best to keep her expression neutral when spotting the Creeper approaching her. She keeps her chin up as she lets her eyes convey the loathing she holds for him. The only other physical indicator of her scorn being the twitching of her tail. The Creeper doesn't show any reaction to his new mate's displeasure, instead, gesturing to his worktable with a tilt of his head.

"Golly gee, where'd you get those heaters on?

Whoa is me, time to put my cheaters on."

He then offers a hand to Corbin, who rejects it with a huff and a flick of her tail; however, she still complies and removes herself from the nook. She walks in front of the Creeper who follows close by to their destination, which Corbin huffs at and gets up by herself following him to the table. The inhuman woman mentally wills herself to not turn around and claw out his stolen orbs, but Corbin knew that would be unwise in her current weakened state.

"Jeepers, creepers.... Where'd ya get them peepers? Oh, those weepers.... How they hypnotize Where did ya get those"

When they both come in front of the table, the Creeper then reaches into a small crudely handmade bowl containing two eyes, handing one of them to Corbin before taking the other. He then leans forward to rub his nose into the crook of her neck, inhaling Corbin's scent with a drawn-out satisfied sigh. He lifts his head slightly, his hot putrid breath brushing against her ear with each drawn out, deep and gravely with a hint of a southern accent.

"You... uphold... vows?"

I willingly accept you as my mate. Spare the other humans here, especially Darius and Patricia. As long as you promise to uphold it, I vow to support, provide, and treat you as you would do for me. Do you accept?

Corbin finds herself clawing her free hand before digging it into her palms. She takes a breath before exhaling.

"You promise then?"

The Creeper retreats his head from his mate's shoulder to give her a firm nod. Both cryptids maintaining intense eye contact, neither breaking it to submit.

"Yessss..."

Corbin rolls the eye she has between her fingers.

"Then I accept."

Corbin then swallows the eye at the same time as The Creeper. She blinks and found that she can now see out of her formerly damaged left eye. The Creeper watches in fascination as Corbin's green left eyes to morph into her natural amber coloration. He gives out a satisfied purr before licking the dried blood around her left eye. Corbin forces herself to return the sound with her own, straining to keep it up as the realization of being stuck with this monstrous brute for both of their long lives.

"Golly where'd ya get those

Where did ya get those eyes?"

A/N: Let me know if y'all would like to read the next installment here on Tumblr. And if you want to read more before I can publish it, the next one is right here on Wattpad. Where you can find me under the username, JazzyHands02.

FIRST

#Oddball writes #Oddball art #jeepers creepers #JC #The Creeper #Creeper #oc x canon #Darry Jenner #Trish Jenner #Corbin Delahaye #horror movie #2000s horror #horror films #wattpad #wattpad author

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A Day at the Beach

Summary: Amalia and Luna both have plans for this day at the beach.

Notes: Around 700 words. It took me till my last fic for these two to actually put my mc's name in a fic. Their name's Luna and their nickname's Lulu. This fic is just sweet, enjoy!

It took a while, but they finally got that beach date together!

Well, okay, maybe it's more of a scavenger hunt, but Lia prepared it for them and let's be honest she can do anything for them and they'll be happy either way.

They have something planned for her that they'll do later anyways and this is a great way to get rid of some of their excess energy.

They were walking at the beach, hand-in-hand when Lia suddenly stopped.

"...I forgot something."

"What? Okay, what was it?"

"I can't exactly tell you what I forgot!"

Ohhh, it's a surprise. Alright, I'll play along, Lia.

"It's okay. We could get it later."

"No, no, it's important that I have this."

"Here take this," she hands them the paper.

"I'll be back as soon as I can, Lulu," she gives them a kiss on the cheek before leaving.

Well, let's take a look at this paper.

Treasure Hunting Hints

1. Where's the first spot? Near a marked palm tree.

2. If you can't find it, try to spot a cloth with the same colors as our friendship bracelet.

3. Looking for the next clue? There's a bucket with your name on it.

4. Left of the bucket, there's an arrow.

5. You're getting close. Just keep going!

6. On the way there, you'll see something sticking out of the sand.

7. Up a different palm tree is the clue to the next spot.

8. Marked with a couple of seashells is the next clue.

9. Are you getting tired? Don't worry, you're close to finishing it.

10. Run towards the x in the sand.

11. Reach inside to get the last clue.

12. You did it! There's no more to find after this.

13. Make sure to hold on to this paper; it's important.

14. Everything is collected, go back for your prize.

So that's a pretty long list of hints. Think they spoil a lot of what's gonna happen, but it's about the journey and all that.

Wonder what the prize is though? Guess they have to complete it to find out!

...

Well, that took a while. They have little items in the bucket in their hand that are a reminder of their time together with Lia. Each one even has a little paper attached with her recalling that moment.

It's so sweet. They wish that they could tease Lia about it, but she still hasn't come back.

They walk around the beach for a while, but then they spot her familiar curls.

They run towards her, bucket held close to their chest to prevent anything from falling from it.

"Hey Lia, I'm done! What's the–"

They see her; she's very nervous and very much kneeling in the sand.

"I have prepared for this day in so many ways, but nothing could prepare me for what's going to happen when I finish this."

She takes a deep breath and continues, "We've been through so much together, everything from late night studies to monster hunting."

"And saving the world?"

She laughs, "Yeah, and saving the world too." She has that soft look in her eyes as she continues, "You mean so much to me and I know that you can already guess what I'm about to say next, but why not read it for yourself."

"What?"

"Check the first letters."

They look down at the paper in their other hand to check it. Meanwhile, Amalia gets something from her pocket.

They start giggling.

Lia looks worried but...

Then they also kneel down and get the ring from their pocket.

"Will you marry me?"

They both start laughing.

"Did we both plan to propose today?"

"To be fair, I thought you proposed years ago. When you gave this ring to me."

"I mean, I did give it to you as a way to protect you."

"Yeah, we practically exchanged vows that day too."

"Guess we're just making it official."

"So, Amalia... what's your answer?"

She gets up and carries them in her arms, making them drop the bucket as she spins them.

"Yes, Luna!"

"We're getting married!"

Their laughter can be heard from afar.

They share a kiss as the sun sets, a perfect end to a perfect day.

#it lives within #playchoices #fanfic #amalia de león #amalia x mc #proposing at the same time my beloved #lia and lulu my beloveds #yes my last fic for them is fluffy and sweet they deserve a break

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Brittle Shells

Part 2: Twilight Wings

“Eh, Lute?” His voice becomes a shout and Lute's mind is spinning with thoughts. How the fuck did he know it was me? Did he bring the Seraphim? What now?

She descends like a hawk diving for it's prey and lands just a couple of yards from the snake.

“Pentious. You know what this is.” She says feigning the same confidence she had when she thought the element of surprise was hers.

Lute grits her teeth and grabs Abaddon. Her eyes meet Pentious's and they both know only one will be walking out of this unscathed.

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Hi how you can you do a yandere that treated the reader like trash but the reader is really nice and always forgive him but they had enough when the yandere slept with her bestfriend and they are engaged BTW if you don't want to you don't have to love your work sorry I'm not good with English

thank you for requesting and your english is great btw:D!

GN!reader

warnings// toxic behavior,indirect mention of drugging, not proofread.

reference// you,mention of beautiful one time,babe one time.

a/n// I'm really afraid you won't like that 'cause i like to add my touch to things and that make it a little different from what you expect-hope it's to your liking!

you grew in a loving household,where no hatred could find it's way between you,as you learned to give everyone a reason before judging them,you believed everyone deserve another chance in life.

and that what got you in this situation,you knew that it's really dumb to stay with your fiancè,but what can you do? you won't deny that you love him,so you kept giving him chances.

he didn't come to your date? maybe he have some important work that he forget about it!...or even to tell you.

he ignores you alot? it's only nature! you weren't engaged for along time maybe he's just nervous.

he threw your gifts away? it's your fault you didn't bring him something he likes,you'll try better next time!

why did he asked for your hand after all? of course he loves you it's just...complicated...you're just being dramatic.

you've been telling yourself that every time you were about to breakdown,although you know nothing of that is your fault,but you just needed a reason for all of that.

what really kept you waiting for things to get better,is one day it was your anniversary and you planned for a date and told him about it but he didn't come,you were really upset but the next day there was a bouquet of flowers on your door even though he didn't bother himself on knocking on the door to apologize talks to you,he still at least thought about you!.

but he had another point of view to things.

you were the really sweet,innocent person in the neighbor who helps everyone,he didn't like you at first thinking it's just a facade you put on to win Peoples' heart, but his parents got a liking to you and that when they pressured him to propose to you saying he won't find better than you for him,he either wasn't a one to disobey his parents especially not when they had this look of hope in their eyes,and that's how it happened.

he,to this day,thinks your faking all of your kindness,he promised to break your fake mask and show your "true self" to the public,specifically his parents.

but whatever he did you weren't backing down! he tried all of things to make you snap but you always return to him with a smile the next day.

he tried to not fall for you,not to get even a liking to anything about you,but he couldn't,no god he couldn't, from your smile that he hates filled with positivity,to when you keep asking if he needed anything,or when you come to his work place to give him his food and that cute little notes on it to remind him to take a break and drink water he always put them away to throw them later, but they somehow ends in his drawer, and suddenly by time he grew desperate to see them everyday,to see you in general, but he of course won't make that abviouse, he still do not want to get rid of you.

he hates you to the point he fired one of the workers because he heard him say you were beautiful.

he hates you to the point he have your name tattooed on his chest just above his heart.

he hates you to the point he has a whole album of you in his phone.

he hates you to the point he's planning on kidnapping you if something went wrong.

you were heading to your fiancè workplace..again.

it was pretty easy toget there,because your bestfriend is his secretary so they'll let you in without questioning.

and it benefits you alot,you trust them with everything and that why you told them to keep an eye on him to tell you if he needed something that he can't get in work,and you can get some information as his habits to know him more.

but you didn't think of the consequences of this.

you arrived in front of your friend's office.

"hello,f/n." you greeted them.

they left their head up from their computer "oh,hey y/n...you can get in he's not busy at the moment."

you smile at them "thank you,and I've brought launch for you too ny the way."

"oh my! how kind of you."

you exchange some talks before you say goodbye and head to your fiancè office.

you took a deep breath preparing yourself for anything he might say,then you knock on the door even if your friend said he's free you don't want to risk making him angry.

he gave permission to enter.

you enter the office and close the door behind you,he didn't left his head from the papers in his hands.

you cleared your thraot awkwardly "um...good evening."

....

"i..uh,i brought you launch in case you're hungry." you placed it on his desk.

he didn't bother to look at you or to even respond.

"okay then,I'll-I'll see you later...i guess,good luck with your work."

you left the office disappointed or sad you don't know anymore.

your fiancè sigh in frustration,would think be better if he just act normally with you?

"it's abviouse that you don't love them." someone point out.

your fiancè left his head to see who dared to enter without his permission,to his surprise it was his secretary.

"excuse me?." that was too random for them to say such thing.

your bestfriend walks closer to him untill they too close to his face,hands on his chest "why don't you just..abandonment them and look for someone better.."

why didn't he push them away? he don't know.

all he know is that he..fucked up.

you're sitting in your fiancè's room.

His parents have invited you to eat dinner with them,and it was a great opportunity to at least have a proper conversation with him.

you're not a one to wonder in someone's belongings but something catchs your eyes,something familiar on the desk near the bed.

you tried to fight the argue to see what is it,but your friend was taking too long,and no one is harmed if you make sure,right?

you reach for it,and what you saw made you sick.

it was an earring...you bestfriend earring(that they slipped it in his bucket purposely),what is it doing here? in his room..near his bed.

the idea was on your mind but you don't want to believe it.

then you heard the front door open and someone shouted "I'm home."

it's him,you don't know if you want to confront him now...in front of his parents,so you decided to let it for tomorrow,but you're definitely not staying.

you made any random excuse to left,he didn't even tell you to stay,and you don't expect it....not anymore.

you arrived at your house,as soon as you entered you threw yourself,crying and sobbing loudly,you don't live with your parents so no one can hear you.

after everything you did,even stepping on your pride,that how he return your patience?!

the next day,you went to his workplace early,but this time you're going to end everything instead of trying to make things better.

you didn't talk to your friend,ignoring them completely,and you didn't even knock on the door as you entred.

your to be ex fiancè left his head up to meet your strangely calm eyes.

you walked to him untill you stood in front of his desk.

"what do you want early in the morning? i swear I'm not in the mood for your strange gifts." he say with annoyance.

you're too not in the mood to fight with him,there's nothing deserve to fight for anyway he didn't treat you right from the begining.

so you silently remove your ring and threw it on his desk.

he looked atthe ring with slightly wide eyes "what's the meaning of this?."

"it's abvious,I'm tired of all of this,we're done."

"are you stupid or are you pretending to be? it's not a choice you can make take alone." his voice start to raise a little.

"oh so now you're telling me that you DON'T want things to end?, please stop pretending I've had enough,from your ignorance to your shitty behavior, i tolerated all of this but I'm still a human who had their limits,you should've just said that you had eyes for another person,i wouldn't have made all of this attempts to fix things between us!" you yell as tears threatened to fall.

"what the actual fuck are you talking about?!" he yelled back.

"about this." you threw the earring at him.

he looked at it for quite some minutes "Did you search my room?"(i don't know if that's right)

"that's what you're caring for? if I've looked into your things?, i shouldn't have expected something else."

silent filled the room before you break it "anyway,I'll make things official tomorrow...you can be free again or whatever."

you turned around to leave but before you reach the door something or someone grab your arm.

your ex fiancè looked at you with anger and..something else,then he threw you on a sofa that was in his office.

before you get up his was on top of you It prevents you from escaping.

you looked at him with anger before it turn to horror by the look on his face.

"you don't dare to leave,you won't leave,that's not even a reason to leave,we're engaged and soon we'll be married and you'll be mine,forever and ever,untill that time I'll make sure you won't go anywhere else."

he reached for a drawer that was above you,and he took out a plug and a strange liquid from it,you tried to get up but he was too strong.

suddenly he put the liquid on your mouth and nose,you start to panic but couldn't scream.

"shhhh babe,don't fight it you'll wake up somewhere better..safer, and for that secretary that made you think of leaving...I'll made sure you won't see them again."

the last thing you feel is a pair of lips on your forehead before you fall unconsciousness.

@eldana23 (i hope you don't mind mentioning!) thank you for requesting again! it was really fun to write it!.

have a good day/night♡

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yandere #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc x you #yandere oc x y/n #yandere oc #yandere imagines

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forensicated · 3 months

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Smiffina Episodes: Witness Part 5 - Protection (5/8)

Sun Hill are out to arrest Tito Morientes and Dwayne Fox for Carly's murder. Jack leads the team to arrest Dwayne and search his home whilst Sam leads the team doing the same to Tito. Jack reminds everyone there's a chance they might be armed so to let CO19 go in first. They're doing it at the same time to take them by surprise. (Maybe shouting instructions in the carpark of the building that you're about to raid isn't the best way to 'take people by surprise'? and then John loudly telling Jack that Alesha's agreed to give a statement a meter and half from Dwayne's mum? Seriously?) Unfortunately Dwayne isn't at the Fox's house. Tito is home and Smithy cuffs him. The man mistaken for Dwayne is a lodger. He and Mrs Fox agree to attend the station for questioning. Dwayne's wallet is in the house so it doesn't appear that he's gone far but it does seem as though he's on the run.

Alesha is in a soft interview room with Jo. They promise they'll protect her and won't add her name to a statement but given her evidence includes what she saw and heard in the flat, its obvious who it came from. She asks for her dad and Jo tells her he's on the way.

Grace wants to interview Dwayne as she's a new face to him whereas Tito already knows her and her interview style. Jack refuses and wants her in with Sam to interview Tito with her skills from SO10. Tito's solicitor says they won't be ready to interview until 11am at the earliest as he's entitled to 8 hours sleep, breakfast and then a consultation with her. Considering it's gone midnight it's almost the entire initial 12 hours allowed it's not good news. "You should have thought about that before you dragged him out of bed."

Jo reads Alesha's statement back once Oscar, her dad, arrives. She said the boys came back to change after 10pm and were holding guns. Tito was acting weird and Dwayne kept repeating "someone went down, someone went down." Dwayne was mad at Tito. Tito told Dwayne to get rid of the gun. Dwayne said no but Tito said he'd shoot him too if he didn't. She was crying and upset and Tito said she had to be his alibi if anyone asked and he kept shouting at her. She's assigned a plain closed police officer to take her home with her dad. As she leaves she hears Tito banging on the door and shouting to be released but Jo reassures her he can't hurt her now.

Jack updates Smithy on the nights happenings and tells him he didn't want to tell him before as he didn't want it to affect how he dealt with Leanne. Leanne knows something has happened because Smithy already had 3 messages on his mobile when he turned it on.

Forensics have confirmed Dwayne's shoes are the ones that made the footprint at the side of the canal and they're now checking Tito's mobile records. Tito is claiming he still only handled the gun when it was pointed at him during Carly's funeral as self defence. Neither Tito or Dwayne have previous with firearms and they fired from a moving car so they are still working to the theory that Carly was an accident and they were aiming for Marlon.

Dwayne's mother, Beverley, insists her son is innocent and didn't kill Carly as he was home with Brooke. She tells Max she was at home too. She insists he's a good boy and doesn't lie. Smithy is called to the front office where Leanne is waiting for him. He admits Dwayne hasn't been found yet. Max lets Beverley out of the front interview room and Leanne shouts across at her that Beverley's son took her daughter from her and that she won't get to see Brooke again.

Tito's solicitor appears to be stalling to waste the time they have left after Heaton gives permission to extend the initial holding time by 12 hours. Grace and Sam enter the interview room and do the basics and then ask if anything has changed in his statement. He says he stands by it. Sam asks the same questions that cover the information in the statement and Tito insists it's still all the same so why ask? She asks how well he knows Dwayne Fox. Tito shrugs and says he barely knows him. "And yet he knew you at the funeral? He wasn't pleased to see you" Sam replies. Tito says he was a few years above him at school and they barely know each other. He asks again why they're asking him and Sam explains they need his version to put to the court so they can disprove it. They already know he was with Dwayne the night of the murder. They say they've got a witness but they don't need to divulge everything at that stage. "I want to talk to my client."

Uniform are searching for Dwayne but there's no sign and no willing witnesses or helpers so far. Smithy hears Dwayne has tried to empty his bank account. Jack tells him to get all the CCTV. He's broke and scared and has nowhere left to run. Emma and Nate attend Dwayne's work and speak to the landlord. He hasn't spoken to him since the night before and he's off until Friday. He does say that Dwayne speaks about Carly as though she were still his girlfriend.

Tito returns to interview, he's not so cocky now but no comments all questions. This is at the advice of his solicitor because she hasn't seen the statement and the evidence that has been put forward so far does not prove Tito was there or that he had a gun in the first place. He shuts down and doesn't answer questions. Sam riles him slightly by bringing up the attack on him at the party being in front of his girlfriend and how humiliating that must be. "He might have dissed me then, but I made a fool out of him." "How, by shooting his girlfriend?" "... if you need a break, we can stop." His solicitor says, stopping that line of questions. Sam mocks him then for not being a real gangster who doesn't know how to use guns as he missed his target. It works everytime until his solicitor steps in.

The CPS say the physical evidence won't stand up in court, it'll be a he say/she say at this point if it ever gets that far. Currently they don't have enough to charge Tito with murder and have only 12 hours before they have to apply to the court for an extension.

Smithy receives a panicked call from Leanne to tell him Brooke has been taken from her nursery. Further checks say that Dwayne rang and spoke to the manager and told her he was tied up at work and a friend was going to collect Brooke. He then gave the friend the password to collect her. CCTV shows the man collecting Brooke to be Dwayne's manager, Mark. He says he helped because Dwayne told him the police were helping social services take Brooke away.

Max attends Beverley's house to talk to her about Dwayne. Although Dwayne is Brooke's dad, it's Leanne who is her guardian and who has custody. "He's my son!" "Carly was Leanne's daughter. Hasn't she suffered enough?" Max's reasoning works and Beverley confesses Dwayne wasn't home that night when she returned. He left Brooke home alone and told his mother he'd been to get Brooke some formula, but he wasn't carrying anything and there was plenty in the house. She can't tell him where they are now though.

Mark - Dwayne's boss - attends the station and tells Nate Dwayne has been in touch asking for a sub. He stalled him whilst he contacted them and Dwayne will call back in 15 minutes. Smithy suggests to meet at Mark's flat and Jo agrees. However, Dwayne suggests another place, the childrens area in Sherbourne Park. They agree to meet with Nate in the park Jo and Smithy in their cars observing. Mark gives the game away with a gesture to Nate. Dwayne realises and tries to run away, leaving Brooke behind but Smithy rugby tackles him (the editing isn't too great at this point and Alex clearly slips and falls and they cut out half way and have him leap again as shown below.) and cuffs him.

Brooke is returned to Leanne and Dwayne is brought in to the station.He wants to know who he has made the statement against him. He claims he has nothing to do with any gun, wouldn't shoot Carly as she's his daughters mother and that he ran because people he didn't know were chasing him. He insists he was at his mums with Brooke that night Carly died from 8.40pm until the morning. He tells them to ask his mum if they don't believe him. Grace tells him they did and she said he wasn't at home when she got back from work after 10pm. She helpfully adds 'you were at the shops?' and he nods but changes his mind when she asks which shop he went to. "Mum doesn't know I've started smoking... I nipped out for a cigarette.

Tito is tired and his solicitor keeps pushing for more breaks but they're keeping them to the legal minimum.Sam updates Tito that Dwayne has been arrested. They've also traced Tito having made a call to Dwayne that night. His solicitor insists that anyone could have made that call - perhaps Alesha did it.

Dwayne says he doesn't have Tito's number and the last time he saw or spoke to him was the funeral. Grace shows him a picture of the canal area that the gun was found and asks if he knows it. He says he doesn't. She shows him a picture of his shoes and asks if he recognises them. He admits they look like his trainers. Grace tells them they are his - and that they're limited edition. She goes on to confirm that the tread matches the footprint at the canal side where the 9mm gun was dumped. Dwayne looks at the picture again and suggests he could have gone there with Brooke to feed the ducks. As he's returned to the cells he can hear Tito kicking off.

Jo goes to Jack after having checked the whereabouts of Alesha's phone on the night of Carly's murder. She was lying when she said she was at Tito's. Her phone puts her at the scene. Sam and Jo arrest her for perverting the course of justice. Jo stresses she thought she understood the importance of telling the truth to get justice for Carly. Oscar loses his temper, telling her he brought her up to tell the truth. Sam tells her she has to tell them everything from the start.

Alesha now says she was walking home when a dark blue car with tinted windows pulled up alongside her. She couldn't see inside so kept walking until Tito called her name from the back seat. She got in beside him. Dwayne was there too and there was also a white youth approx 20 years old who was driving. Tito asked if she'd seen Carly and if she was still with Marlon by the skateboard park. She said yes and the car turned and drove back towards the park. She kept asking what they were doing and no one would answer her. Then Tito started telling Dwayne he was going to get Marlon. She asked to go home and they ignored her. Soon after they they started shooting out the windows and she was screaming and telling them to stop. She didn't want to see what was happening but she did see both Dwayne and Tito firing out the windows. She had no idea Carly had been hit.

Sun Hill need to protect Alesha and her dad at least until they find the unknown man. Also if they disclose a second statement to the defence they'll know that she lied the first time and lead the jury to not trust her evidence. Sam points out that they'll walk without Alesha's evidence as she is holding the entire case together so they have to go ahead, even with Jo pointing out that she will be torn apart by the defence counsel. Jack tells them to go over the statement again and make sure she clearly stresses why she withheld evidence the first time. They then ask her to look through pictures on the computer to see if she recognises the other boy. They explain that when she's done that they will be allowed to return home, but that there'll be a police officer with them at all times to keep them safe until they make an arrest.

Smithy is at Leanne's when he gets a call to update him about what has happened. Both Dwayne and Tito are being charged with Carly's murder. He then tells her that Alesha was in the car when Carly was shot. Leanne is shocked, not least because she spoke to her after and they cried together. She marches round to confront her with Smithy trying to stop her. However, Alesha approaches Leanne first and tells her how absolutely sorry she is and that she should have told her. Leanne's eyes fill with tears and she nods. Alesha squeezes her a very tiny smile and turns to head back to her dad and Nate as a car appears out of nowhere and knocks her down. Smithy runs after it to try stop it, pulling on the door as it slows to take a corner but it gets away (There's 4 adults and Alesha stood there, not one of them heard or saw it? It wasn't heard onscreen until it hit her and then you could hear normal engine noise as it sped away! They'd definitely have been able to hear it even if not see it approaching until it was too late 🤦🏻‍♀️)

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And this a****** announcer is being I bought us some a****** so he showed him some pictures I was saying I don't think so we need to work with you now cuz you're such an a****** I can be so freaking bad and you'll be dead in minutes it says he knows it but we got to find out if it's true.

But she's getting ready to move and it is the day and she's reminding us and is reminding him and he says she's sidetracked me to see if I remember and he's right on it as the trucks are on the money that they're going to Georgia know Alabama right now and then moving out and tell her weaponry ready. Is loading up on the buildings we're going to set up for defense she's putting some heavy in. As you save the money will die and also s*** just like you said about our son so we're going to get rid of her him a piece of s***. We're moving out and we're going to take care of these mysteries but out of control. Especially that piece of crap b**** on the channel 7 ABC I'm putting a hit on her a big one you want her out of there and we want her out of the social security stuff your sisters that massive b**** she's a haters hate this b**** to her son penis is way over the top and Lily agrees. And Biden is giving loan forgiveness which is good because those schools are ridiculous and we're suing the schools for over billing and overcharging and right now too huge numbers of schools. And we're going after that stupid n***** too who's talking she's a dumb black girl Gu Oya are sending cruise and after Garth on Haiti and other places around here in Madagascar I'm going to finish them off. Mack is doing it too. They're going to transport our son's money which is coded against the foreigners to Cuba with aircraft carriers and military contingent and kick off but Biden needs that he's not doing it he's still asking what it does it's kind of like they're all fighting each other more than these Max this is so unpleasant. Biden is laughing it definitely is very unpleasant. And Tommy f, and someone's along the storm to go up there I'm really not defending themselves they're bunch of s*** heads and I like to lie around and squalor but we need to happen cuz we have stuff to take out of there and yeah like a ship and it ruins part of the West Coast f*** you Satanist he says the whole Coast. The comments are going to hell right because stuff is garths stuff, think some sort of super zombie maker and he's nasty as hell huge voodoo guy comes by and all sorts of weird s*** happens.

It's on today soon they'll never be returning cuz they go out there and they have a fight over Cuba and not necessarily just their half and they're starting to s*** with Cubans and I told not to and then they lose the fight and they put him in prison and put the rest of them in prison they tried to grab Biden and Biden started sending people they figure out what he's doing the Foreigner starts sending people and they leave and that's really what happens is they get Intel from their stupid idiot idiotic f**** invite that's so damn annoying when I'm not off your arm so you don't have to do anything it's terrible I mean you don't do that of course but wow we just grow more hours but that's what we've been doing they think they were going to sit there and go oh that's that's gross and good I know it's worrisome the whole time every second of it it's like you said you're f****** nuts for showing me this s*** and included out of your eyes a reaction is very blatant.

This guy on the TV thing he worked with someone to say that bladens is late and the word up there and they're minsing words, and a sudden shouts out of him and he thinks he won something all the time they do this stupid s*** and that's why they're dead they're sitting there still doing it and they have practically no one left here in Florida. And it says I don't get it no son says it looks like a lot of people but for opposing Army it's not it said something different but the guy doesn't get it if you have an octillion people here and they have 500 octane what are the odds $500 to 1 just to clarify for you but really the odds are like $700 to 1 momentarily 700 Max to one idiot did they leave you in an area to control the rest it's not stupid it's intelligent and I have something for you it's called clones or a certain makeup of them even 30% is lethal so don't you shut your f****** retard mouth you have to see it to believe it so easy to get rid of and we went through this every day for 15 years and now you're almost gone.

Those are some explaining it and that's all you can say cuz I just starts babbling right away again but they're going to be gone shortly and this is going and within hours by noon the all the money is in Alabama and Terry cheesman will be dead shortly and then he's going to be out running around getting rid of his own and he's banished from here and Trump will be out of here shortly by force and he will go back to Mexico that's what Matt gets shot cuz they're still moving more money out of Trump's possession and heat is on and they go up there and they fight over that and also Trump is going to be up in New York City this morning taking the gold out of his buildings down the tunnel and Tommy Evans right there and the goal gets taken by Trump by military escort and to Cuba and so they think they can grab them here when there's not going to be anybody here. One proof is they can't get by Jacksonville without going way out there so the remainder of the moloch are going to be attacking the blockage shortly it's a good size fleet because there's not that many that can fit in ships as relation to the number of ships and guys are saying he's going to put a bomb in his in our sons apartment so we're going to put one in his house an garths car and we're going to put in everywhere he is everyday to threaten to get rid of his and threaten Max I blowing up the n***** in front of them.

We're doing in Africa all the time

Thor Freya

I'm afraid for him no we're getting a handle it now

Hera I'm okay I feel good I'm happy to help me and it's probably not enough but they're moving in he says and giant fleets and they aren't in touch with each other it's a very momentous occasion and we're recruiting apparently lots of recruits

Zues Hera said the above

We're getting in line here and all of our stuff is in a row and we're moving out and signing everything and we're hiring and signing people on and it's become a massive Army now in the past few days and it's going to be very huge shortly they're all signing up we think because the numbers are very high it's not usual they're huge

Thor Freya

Terrific I've known I've weighed my whole life for this he's happy about it and says that it's working and it should because our stuff saved everybody especially with these ships were launching now the wooden ships

We call them Stoneships okay LOL I have to watch him

Hera

Haha lol fun girl

Zues

You shut up I know I am

Hera

You see it's almost time for her to depart and there are tons of spaceships fighting and there's going to be a lot more and it's taken down two fleets already of the empire and one fleet of foreigners and one fleet of Max and those sweets are big and they're at the lasers and they are monitoring them and a few of them started heating up and we see that they're cooling one and the other one's not cooling and it is being hit it's a large one. And it is disabled so now it's 29 lasers several others are heating up. And they are heating up red hot and they're being fired on heavily and destroyed or disabled two of them are destroyed the others are heating up all of them and that's 26 lasers there are three out two are disabled and all of them are being fired on it's going to be very very quick. And it seems like 20 of them are gone about five out of those 20 are small and 10 more are under severe attack and The fleets are fighting with madness. All of the lasers are getting hit they are all disabled or destroyed and they will be probably fully destroyed because they'll try to rebuild but more soon

Olympus

Yeh yeah for my husband and his team which is all our people I can't believe he pulled it off he keeps telling me it's going to work and I keep pushing him and his flattening everything and they're laughing because he's taking territory and he's taking down a huge group of idiots and it worked and just in time I was requesting information on it the whole time and his build businesses recently that are crazily successful and work very well and or even the surprise to me I guess he said he's competing with our cadre. It says it's a lot of it is our childhood and he wasn't allowed to do anything and by these satanists and it shows too he took things and whipped it and shape and minutes but really they're all there with us suffering and that's why I'm ready to move and ready to relocate and he wishes me well and he says try not to push me around too much so I'm laughing I'll get to give him orders and probably get me out of here

Hera he said the last sentence the rest was me

Zues

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