#he also avoids the guilt by giving in to insanity
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DannyMay 2023, Day 3: Blizzard
Tittle: When I Die, Bury Me Under the Snow
Summary: He was crouching down on the frozen ground. Hands grabbing desperately at his hair. "Heh.." A listless chuckle left his bluish tinted lips. "I caused this didn't I?" His voice echoed emptily in the flowing mass of snow and ice. A hysterical laugh bubbled out of his mouth, cutting through the raging tempest of the blizzard like a sharp knife…
Cold air cut into pale cheeks.
Danny's snow white hair was continuously slapped against his face by the freezing winds, but he was barely paying attention to it, not when...
Danny shook his head. Not now. It's not the time for this. He tried to force his mind not to think about it but like a broken record the scenes continued to roll down behind his eyes on a repeat.
His empty eyes gazed at the scenery around him. Nothing could be seen of the little town it used to be. Now... it had turned into an empty land of snow and ice.
Danny supposed it had only been a matter of time. He was always too close to imploding ever since the 'accident'. Always dancing on the edge, balancing on the thin lines of sanity like an acrobat on a tightrope.
The powdery snow coated the earth in a holy glow and what a cruel heaven it was. No more fights, no more chases, no more harsh words, just silence.
The occasional protruding limbs, stray body parts, the blood specks left to be frozen into ice flowers, only managed to make the scenery even more otherworldly.
The blizzard continued to rage around him. Like the eye of the storm, the icelets swirled round and round..
Sometimes, Danny could have sworn he had heard joyful singing from a distance, a tinkerbell-like laugher, and saw the figures of petit winter fairies dancing around the bleached out mounds in a delightful glee. His core purred with pure bliss at the sight, delighting in the show they put on for their king.
'Maybe these were the signs of insanity?'
Enticing voices purred into his ears, asking him to come and join them, just enjoy the festive atmosphere, and forget all about the unpleasant memories.And the thought of giving in to their bewitchment was oh, so tempting. If he just gave into the allure of oblivion, he wouldn’t have to face what he had done, what he had become, what a monster he actually was.
A hysterical laugh bubbled out of his mouth, cutting through the raging tempest of the blizzard like a sharp knife. How Danny wished he could forget, but how could he? How could he ignore it when he was surrounded by the masterpiece of his own making?
The hundreds of thousands of bodies, all without a sign of life, buried deep under the hail, those who laughed and joked around just mere hours ago, living in blissful ignorance of the true currents running under the shadier parts of their little town.
Once their hero, now the cause of their demise.
He hadn’t understood the true meaning of his ghostly appearance before - the bluish tint of hypothermia on his skin, the frost that clung to his suit, the way the temperature would drop the second he walked into a room - but now he understood it for what it was. Foreshadowing. A warning that he would be the harbinger of the end for all that he ever loved and hated, destroying both in merciless glee in a matter of seconds.
The funniest thing was that it hadn’t even taken much effort. The words from his friends just a little bit more hurtful. The fights from his parents just a little bit more murderous. That was all it took.
He took in a deep breath, the fresh smell of snow tainted by the stench of death, and let out a laugh that choked in his throat made him gasp. Was it a sob? He wasn’t sure. All he knew was the sound of fairies, laughing and beckoning for him to join them.
And as a single frozen tear fell off his face and buried itself in the snow, he did.
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.
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A figure could be seen walking across the meadows, leaving a trail of footprints behind him on the snow covered grounds. A low, slightly off tune melody could be heard echoing through the empty snowscape, a gust of wind bringing the humming around to fill the space.
“Where winter winds rush all around
To freeze the rocks in the ground”
“So when I die, bury me in the snow
So when the spring suns rise
I'll feel the flowers bloom”
“Life is a cold and desperate place
Blinding us all from grace
Keeping us on our own”
“Where winter winds rush all around
To freeze the rocks in the ground”
“So when I die, bury me in the snow
So when the spring suns rise
I'll feel the flowers bloom”
“When I open my eyes
I'll gaze up at blue endless skies”
“So when I die, bury me in the snow
So when the spring suns rise
I'll feel the flowers bloom…”
Ao3
The one that helped betaing this work once again is the lovely Amateum!
The song that the lyrics is from called 'When I Die, Bury Me In the Snow' by The Phantom Pines. The way they performed it is absolutely horrendous but the lyric is to die for.
#dannymay2023#dannymay#dannymay day 3#danny phantom#danny fenton#phandom event#blizzard#mention of dead bodies#danny kinda murdered everyone in amity park#unitentionally#he also avoids the guilt by giving in to insanity#he also kinda hallucinates#winter fairy#no comfort here fellas
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can u write something for yandere armin? like what if his darling actually liked him back but then ppl are gossiping about him visiting Annie and still having feelings for her? this hurts darling bc she never forgave Anine and maybe her sibling is dead bc of the female titan so she just kinda stops talking to armin???
@laughing-with-god these were catching cobwebs in my drafts but it’s finally here (^◇^;)
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Cw: Unhinged Armin! Fem! Reader, suicidal mentions, manipulative tendencies, yandere tendencies, obsessive behavior, mutual pinning
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Is she ignoring me?
Armin questioned.
Watching you longingly from afar underneath the bangs of his long blonde hair, he began to overthink about what went wrong between the two of you. The rumors that kept circulating his mind about how you also had feelings for him. Was driving him insane with all the conflicting emotions in his weak heart.
Doesn’t she feel the same way? But if that’s true then why…?
If the rumors are true then why’re you avoiding him? The day before the both of you were in the library leisurely reading books sitting next to each other as if you were connected by the red strings of faith. The atmosphere was so blissful a lovely distraction from the chaos in a world that seems so hopeless.
But now he’s witnessing you ignoring his existence entirely almost as if he didn’t exist in your heart to being in with. And that made him anxious with insecurities running rampant until it turned into twisted delusions.
Has she found another?
No, that can’t be! What do I do? I can’t let her go. I need her. I need her. I need her. I need her—
“Hey did yall hear about what’s happening between Armin and Annie?”
A distant voice snapped him out of his obsessive train of thoughts, and he automatically tuned into the conversation of gossip stemming from a group of scouts.
“Duh everyone knows that those two will hook up eventually, but my heart goes out to that girl who had a crush on him.”
Another voice chimed in with a slight huff of pity going out to you.
“Yeah, hasn’t Armin always had the hots for that Titan girl? I heard that he went to see her last night at the stables”
Armin went rigid at the mere mention that he would choose that abomination you utterly despised over you. Calming himself he couldn’t help but let out a tiny sigh of relief realizing that it was not as bad as he originally thought. Although, he did have an encounter with her, trust me when I say that it was far from that of a friendly front.
Now that he had a clear vision of the situation, he knew exactly what he needed to do to mend the bridge between him and his darling.
Him being all nice to Annie was just a facade to get her guard to the lowest crumbling point. The woman was already running on a half life carrying the guilt of her past warrior self. He pretended to be empathetic towards her, feeding the flames of her innermost desire to end it all by stating that she had suffered long enough by the hands of fate. And that as a former ally he’d assist in making sure she had a nice send off straight to hell.
And eventhough He knew it was wrong of him to enjoy the simpering thought of how jealous you were at the mere inkling idea that he was interested in Annie. He couldn’t help the excitement drumming along in his heart at how that was a sign of your apparent love towards him. A telltale sign of how you wanted him.
He nearly got weak in the knees at the vision of you and him getting together as a loving couple. Especially since he knew that his goal was within reach, all he had to do was set the plan in motion. In few days time you’ll soon see how much he truly loves you, and how much he’d be willing to be your faithful companion.
And what better way to show it, by giving you the chance to get revenge on the traitor you loathed with all your being.
With that in mind Armin quickly headed towards your quarters, his steps becoming upbeat with a small hopeful smile on his face while he daydreamed about you rewarding his efforts with a kiss.
#yandere armin#yandere aot#yandere aot imagines#yandere attack on titan#yandere aot scenarios#armin x reader#armin aot#armin arlert#armin x y/n#armin x you#snk armin#snk x reader#aot imagines#aot scenarios#aot drabble#armin imagine#armin drabble
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Anon: Hello, I would like to request again for Demon Slayer with a reader from the future (2022). Like the reader has powers able to travel through time and they decide to have their house planted in the Taisho period. But what they didn't know is that the world is filled with demons. They can also open portals to travel to their time period and can bring others along. How would Muzan, Upper Moon 1, 2, 3, 6( Daki and Gyutaro) and Tanjiro, Inosuke, Muichiro, Obanai, Giyuu react?
I made a poly!version for Gyutaro and Daki because otherwise there would have been 11 characters in here.
Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, delusion, stalking, protective behavior, paranoia, manipulation, gaslighting, abduction, murder
In the wrong place at the right time
Kamado Tanjiro
❤️ Tanjiro is such a sweetheart for his darling, he doesn't mean to intrude on private matters but it's just not avoidable that he picks up thanks to his enhanced smell that you're hiding something from him and the others. You're lying although he's firm to believe that you have no bad intentions as your scent is pure with a tinge of guilt for not telling him the truth as the both of you have grown very close. Your excitement regarding the things around you is endearing though as you seem amazed with even small things and that only strengthens Tanjiro's resolve to protect you and guarantee that no demon will ever harm you. You don't know about demons as of now and Tanjiro, even if terrible at lying to someone, decides to not tell you anything about it as of now to not tatter your joy and optimism. Your ideal vision of the Taisho period gets shattered eventually though as you one night get assaulted by a demon and it's only thanks to Tanjiro that you're saved and only suffer minor injuries.
❤️ He has no choice but to tell you the truth now, you can't unsee it anymore and it breaks his heart when he sees your expression falter as you hear about demons and his affiliation with the Demon Slayer Corps. You're in disbelief and fearful, he can smell that much. Whilst you seem to process the new information, he suddenly blurts out the question he has meant to ask you for a long time. You've been hiding something too, haven't you? You see, whilst rummaging through your stuff in search for bandages and medicine, he found some very unusual objects he's never seen before. You're caught now as your startled smell gives you away and by now it's too late to avoid an answer because Tanjiro wants to know now. He's very understanding, amazed with your ability to travel through time, even asks you if you could take him and Nezuko with you if that's alright. There might be a way to cure her in your time too. He swears that he'll keep it a secret from the others to protect you. He doesn't vocalize a nagging fear that you might want to return now that you know about demons so subconsciously he starts spending more time with you, shows you the good sides of his time period.
Hashibira Inosuke
🐗 This boisterous and confident young man waltzes into your life with an unstoppable force, oblivious to his growing feelings yet subconsciously acting on them nonetheless. Inosuke is unlike anyone you've ever seen and his abilities amaze and fascinate you, you can't help but praise him and gush over him. A huge ego boost for the Demon Slayer who in return spends more time with you to keep your attention and praise for himself. Really though, he gets insanely jealous if you compliment someone else, even his friends, and starts doing more reckless things just to prove that he's better. He gets himself hurt a couple of times because of his rash decions but enjoys it when you take him inside his house and care for his injuries. Unfortunately he has no sense for privacy and rummages through your stuff a lot of time, finds some weird things and comes running to you, wanting to know what it is. You never tell him though which only makes him more determined to find out. He even steals stuff and asks his friends only to hear that they don't know either.
🐗 You're keeping a secret from him and that does not sit right with him. He's your protector after all! He even keeps the demons away since nothing should dare to touch his darling! In fact it's the night where he senses a demon near your house and rushes to your rescue that he finds out as you remain unaware until the last minute and demands the sacrifice of shielding you from their attack, something he'd gladly do over and over again. You're horrified and worried at the same time as you cater to his needs and bandage his wounds, questioning him what that was. Inosuke, for childish reasons, refuses to tell you until you answer his questions and you cave in as his stubbornness and your guilt wins you over. Inosuke is a bit mad that you never told him, at the same time insists for you to not tell anyone besides himself though as he thinks he's the only one who should know. You're his to protect after all! He is stubbornly demanding for you to take him with you the next time you travel back. A part of him knows what your powers imply though, that you could leave him anytime. He's partially delusional, tells himself that you'd never leave him but don't wonder why all of a sudden he's so much more clingy.
Tomioka Giyu
🌊 Giyu is not someone you're well acquainted with as he keeps to himself yet Giyu is someone who knows you very well, you've just never noticed him until now. He doesn't let you. Both of you have an interesting relationship as he's the one who saved you from a demon one time before, earning him your gratitude and the gain of quite a heavy knowledge. He's been keeping a watchful eye on you since that day and what started as a good will to see if you're doing fine has turned into an all-consuming obsession. How could he let this happen? He doesn't deserve you. A mandra Giyu repeats daily although his aching heart tells a different story as he longs silently to be able to stay by your side. You two do occasionally meet and sometimes you even initiate small talk with him, making his heart flutter and his chest tighten with warmth. How can you still smile so brightly despite being nearly killed by a demon? Why can't you smile at him like this all the time?
🌊 He passes by your house on that evening, something of a daily routine when he notices the weird light coming from behind your shoji doors. He can't sense any demon but assumes still the worst, he's paranoid for your safety after all. He comes storming in, surprising you as you're about to go back to your world to buy some stuff you need. Giyu doesn't know that though, all he sees is you standing inside some shiny portal. When he tries to reach you, the portal closes and you disappear, leaving him all alone there. He searches the entire area for any demons only to return inside your house with his heart inside his stomach, anxiously waiting and hoping that you return. Every moment feels agonizing but eventually you come back, fully aware that you can't talk your way out of this. He seems composed but he sits very close to you when you explain, still scared of the way you just disappeared. Your abilities are special indeed but he can't help the paranoid fear as he realizes that you could leave him anytime and you flinch slightly when shaking hands suddenly grasps your arms, asking you if you'd ever leave now that you know of demons. Please don't, he swears that he'll never let any harm come your way!
Iguro Obanai
🐍 Obanai adores you,there's no other way of expressing his feelings. Your unbridled adoration for even the simple things around you and your open mindset have captured his heart completely. If only he would have the courage to approach you though because so far you two have barely interacted with each other. It's not your fault as you've shown interest in him but the Hashira is avoiding you, shame crawling up his back every time. His existence is a tainted one as his past has branded him as something that should not be near you. You're his star in a dark night, he should never even dream about trying to reach you yet his desire has done so multiple times, wondering if you'd still have this shine in your eyes if you'd ever see his scared and vile face. Obanai is an excellent stalker, you never notice his presence which has silently sworn to keep all evil away from you, no matter if demon or human. There's this one time he sort of broke into your house and ever since he has his suspicions that you're hiding something.
🐍 It all happens very fast, a demon attacking you, Obanai instantly jumping in to behead them and you using your powers to escape, accidentally dragging him with you when he sees the weird light surrounding you with his hand instantly reaching out, grasping you and getting sucked in too. Obanai is frantic for a while, unfamiliar with those new surroundings and all the light and the noises, you have to quickly escort him somewhere else so he can calm down. You owe him an explanation, he's blunt as he demands one from you but is still aware enough to know that he owes you one too so both of you end up confessing the truth. True to his worshipping tendencies he really starts seeing you as something entirely different, even if it does nothing but worsen his cripping anxiety to be unworthy to be anywhere near you. At the same time there's a primal fear though to be left behind with time separating you too. Perhaps it's this new world that tears his defences down a bit but he grows very vulnerable with that thought, one of his hands clutching your hem tightly as heterochromic eyes stare at you. You...you wouldn't abandon your life in his time now that you know about the demons, right? He won't let you...
Tokito Muichiro
🌫️ Muichiro might be air-headed and might have troubles focusing yet something about his darling is just demanding all of his attention and focus. You stay on his mind for reasons he can't fully explain but this is the catalyst of his growing obsession as you grab his curiosity with why he bothers so much with you. Hence why Muichiro often finds himself spending time with you, although he doesn't even share half of your enthusiasm and unexplainable thrill upon seeing steam trains or wearing the newest fashion. He's obtuse, bluntly questioning why you find such stuff so great when it's so common. He's most likely a bit too naive to recognize his obsession but what he does know is that he feels a strong urge to protect you and so he does, by literally just stalking you and following you around. He doesn't even have any bad intentions but is far too dense to see his way of protecting you as an intrusion of your privacy. He's the Hashira after all whilst you aren't even aware of demons.
🌫️ You encounter a demon in the middle of summoning a portal to buy some stuff you can only find in your time and all happens too fast for you to realize. In one moment this thing wants to attack you, in the next it's head is rolling on the ground with the Hashirama standing in your house, katana in his hands as indifferent eyes watch the demon burn. Then those blue, misty eyes turn to you and to the half-opened portal and thick silence embraces both of you as you feel half-terrified and half-stunned, your brain struggling to process what you've just seen. When he bluntly asks you what you're doing there, you struggle to come up with an answer as you don't know how to explain this without spoiling your secret. You should have known that Muichiro won't let you leave without giving him an answer though, arrogant enough to think that he deserves to know after having saved your life. Your hesitating reaction only makes him all the more curious which leaves you with little to no choice but admit it to him before daring to ask what that thing was. Your fear is obvious. You don't have to be afraid though, Muichiro will protect you. So don't even think about leaving him behind.
Kibutsuji Muzan
🩸 You instantly arouse his suspicion for the simple matter that he knows the village and all of it's surroundings, he's currently hiding there after all and kills it's citizens to consume their flesh. You never belonged here nor did your house ever exist, it just appeared one night as one of his underlings tells him. One look into their mind lets Muzan see what they saw and true to their word, your house truly just appeared out of the blue. Whether you're a threat or not is not clear but Muzan is cautious enough to keep an eye on you and considering that you're often visiting the village, he uses his current disguise to approach you. If you would have known beforehand about the demons, perhaps you would have been a bit more careful when this man randomly approached you and offered his help when you were clearly lost. It's painfully obvious that you have little to no knowledge about this city but you seem excited and happy nonetheless. Foolish is what you are in his eyes, until you accidentally engage with him in a conversation about science and manage to impress him with your knowledge.
🩸 Perhaps you aren't as stupid as he thought you were because what you tell him is interesting enough for him to listen to you as you aren't deemed a complete waste of his time. In fact he finds himself enjoying your company a lot more than he should, one of the few steps it takes to violently push him down the stairs of possessive insanity as red eyes are now watching your every action with a newfound hyperfixation. It's his decision to pay a visit to your house that reveals the secret behind your knowledge to him as his eyes fall upon a few books in your bookshell, books written long after his time. You nearly jump out of your skin when you find Muzan in your house, sat on your couch and clutching a book in his hands, gleaming red eyes flying over the pages before his inhumane gaze meets yours with intrigue and fascination, only intensifying his obsession. From where are you, little human? You want to run but are stopped when he's suddenly in front of you, grabbing you with inhumane strength. Your reaction makes it very clear for him that you didn't know about demons but that isn't important. Important is that the key to his perfection might be found in the future.
Kokushibo
🌙 Call it luck or misfortune that your house just happens to be planted in the very rural area Kokushibo passes by, your little home somehow sticking out like a sore thumb due to it's quite odd design, unlike anything he has ever seen so far. Has this always been here? His six eyes are fixed on this strange building and it's at that moment that you happen to return home. From your own time period that is. All Kokushibo sees how a strange light suddenly appears in your garden and you walk through it, content with the stuff you've just gotten and unaware how a certain demon is watching you with sparked interest. What did you just do? It almost reminds him of withcraft if he wouldn't know better. Seems like he might want to keep his eyes out for you, you've certainly caught his attention. He's never met a human like you before, with such a strange ability. Kokushibo, without any obsession as of now, is rather patient. He serenely watches over you when he has time, picking up even the smallest bits of information.
🌙You're very smart and skilled, appreciative of the things and the humans around you as your eyes curiously observe anything that peaks your interest. At the same time you're horribly oblivious to the existence of the demons though, perhaps the only thing dampening your otherwise intelligent personality. That's what Kokushibo is there for though who has over time developed the urge to keep harm away from you, essentially your deadly and silent stalker. You haven't used your abilities in a while but that's unnecessary, he has already figured out where you come from. Admittedly, breaking into your house and looking through your stuff isn't very polite but it's thanks to this that he knows that you apparently come from the future which would explain the strange design of your house and the peculiar stuff you have hidden in your rooms. It's quite fascinating as he wonders what the future looks like based on everything he has found. The demon does not forget about the possibility that this also implies that you can travel back anytime you want though, somewhere where even he can't find you. That demands actions as Kokushibo is too possessive to let you lead a quiet life. You'll find out the dreadful truth of his existence soon enough...
Douma
❄️ You plant your house without a doubt in the right time as you have aways longed to live during the Taisho period but what you don't know is that your house is quite close to the place where Douma's cult is. So imagine the surprise of his followers when they one day discover this new building in the surroundings of the cult. Obviously their leader is instantly informed about this new discovery and quite a few of his followers demand you to leave as they find it insulting and disrespectful that you live within their territory unless you join their cult. Truly not a nice welcoming but Douma shuts all his followers, mildly interested which is enough for him to pay you a visit. You're not prepared for him though as he shoves himself past your body, curiously scrutinizing the interior before his eyes land on a funny-looking object and he asks you what it is. Your short outburst of anger interrupts him though as you demand him fiercely to leave as you won't tolerate someone just breaking into your house, even if it's some cult leader. You have some fire inside of you. How sweet~
❄️ His fascination with you is the reason why he allows you to live so close to his cult, to the jealousy of most of his followers. He likes spending time with you, gifts you presents to earn your trust. You mellow slightly out with time and for some reason that has his inhumane heart going all frenzy inside his chest, an unfamiliar yet addictive feeling. The new surge of ticklish and fuzzy feelings are such a delight to the demon who previously never felt anything. That is reason enough to claim, isn't it? Perhaps he had something a tad bit more romantic in mind though then visiting you only to see some of his followers attacking you, calling you a witch/wizard, sweet blood invading his nostrils yet the sight of you being beaten down fills his veins with icy blood lust. He mercilessly slaughters all of them, the last one babbling hysterically that they saw you using witchcraft before suffering the same fate as the others, leaving only you and Douma whose hands are covered in sticky blood. They didn't hurt you seriously flower, did they? You can't keep your secret a secret for much longer now and once Douma knows, he won't let you leave his side since he can't have you escape from him. Just do your best to keep him out of your time as he surely will ask if you could take him to the future.
Akaza
👊 Perhaps it's a bit naive of you to settle down near a beautiful meadow of flowers, the bright lights of the next city shining in the closer distance. You prefer the isolation though as it allows you to keep your abilities hidden whilst still being close enough to witness the charm of the city in the Taisho period. You think you're all alone but what you do not know is that Upper Moon 3 happens to stumble upon you and your little home, a bit surprised to see a human living so far away from other humans. That makes you easy prey for every demon but it's not like he concerns himself much with that. He decides to spare you though, out of respect for your peaceful and tranquil life. He'll leave it up to fate if you'll get eaten or not. He isn't supposed to care much more for you if it wouldn't have been for the fact that he just happens to witness how you use your powers to shortly travel back to the future, leaving Akaza staring bewildered at the spot you just stood as your presence has just vanished. Perhaps he should watch you for a bit longer after all.
👊 Strangely enough he finds himself growing fond of you over time and the seclusion that allows him to watch you all alone most of the time is a huge part of that. You're by yourself as you idly and diligently go through your daily life and Akaza watches it all. He's delusional for this idea but he can't help but think that you two have in a way a very intimate bond as he probably knows you better than anyone else, obsessively watching what you do. Your powers are no longer the only main focus of his as he finds himself yearning to be part of your tranquil life. He starts wracking his head around ways to introduce himself to you without scaring you but another demon does the job for him by attempting to kill you only to run for their life when Akaza makes an appearance, tearing them away from you and scaring them with his sheer presence alone before turning his attention to you and checking you obsessively for any injuries. You're frozen out of shock as you stare at him and his weird appearance. Surely it's only a question of time now until Akaza finds out about your powers and that'll manage to impress him whilst at the same time also making him slightly paranoid with the thought of you disappearing and never returning again. If you're scared of the demons don't worry, he can protect you against everyone and everything.
Daki & Gyutaro
🌺 🟢 This just calls for a catastrophe in the making as those siblings are more than just a handful to deal with, especially for their darling who has to deal with their obsession. All that was not what you planned when you transported your house near the Entertainment District, buzzling with colours and life. It is an interesting experience nonetheless although you do try to stay away from every house that hosts the many Oiran. You still have to earn money though and is if fate just decides to screw you up, you end up working indirectly for the very house under which Warabihime is working for. By extent, you bump more than once into the terrible Oiran but thanks to your ability to travel back to the future, you manage to please her by bringing her hairpins, kimonos and presents unlike anything every other suitor can provide her with. You don't have to be surprised when she grows so terribly obsessed over you as you flatter her, much to the dismay of Gyutaro who has to endure her mood swings as Daki goes back and forth between despising you and adoring you. Yet despite his better judgement, his sister's obsession seems to be infectious as he soon finds himself in the same situation.
🌺 🟢 Both of them make each other only worse as it suddenly becomes a small competition who you might prefer more, don't be surprised when you're knocked out the next time Warabihime requests for your presence. Your introduction to demons is truly unpleasant as you have two of them at once hoovering over you who make it very clear to you that you are theirs from now on and should better obey if you don't want to be punished. Daki and Gyutaro make a horrible duo so it's no wonder that you try to escape by travelling back to your time, only that you didn't account for Daki's sentient obi slashes to stop you and inform her about your action. To say that she's furious is an understatement and Gyutaro isn't any better. How foolish can you be to go against their word so quickly? Daki only wants to punish you, single-minded until Gyutaro reminds her that both of them should find out what you did back then. You'll have to tell them to make their sadistic punishment a bit more bearable and even then Daki will still be mad that you kept this a secret from her. Yet it's also Daki who would be more slightly more willing to let you use your abilities, only to continue spoiling her with special presents though. They can't let you escape though. Never.
#yandere demon slayer#yandere kimetsu no yaiba#yandere kny#yandere tanjiro#yandere kamado tanjiro#yandere inosuke#yandere hashibira inosuke#yandere giyu#yandere tomioka giyu#yandere obanai#yandere iguro obanai#yandere muichiro#yandere tokito muichiro#yandere muzan#yandere kibutsuji muzan#yandere kokushibo#yandere douma#yandere akaza#yandere daki#yandere gyutaro
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So I thought I'd elaborate on my thoughts on the "Ezra has joined Thrawn" theory.
The way I see it, Ezra has been missing for 10+ years. There are only so many reasons this might be:
He's dead.
He's been imprisoned.
There's something physically stopping him from going home (space shenanigans)
Boring. He lacks agency. Completely possible just kinda predictable.
He's avoided going home because of Guilt or whatever.
I highly doubt this would be the case as this basically completely removes him from the thrawn narrative they have going on. Wherever he is, he's got to be relevant to Thrawn still for this all to make narrative sense.
He's working with Thrawn against his will/has been driven mad.
Entirely possible, imo the most likely. You get the angst of Ezra turning out to be Bad, without him actually being Bad. Very likely he will redeem for good feelings all round.
He's working with Thrawn of his own free will.
Personally my favourite choice. This gives him the most agency in the story, keeps him relevant to the main plot, gives an interesting twist and adds a layer of emotion to the conflict with Thrawn. This route would ALSO be the one where they're most likely to do Thrawn as a villain justice.
Thrawn isn't just a power hungry stereotypical Star Wars villain. He's more of an anti-villain, who does villainous acts for a good fucking reason. Sure, to his enemies he's an insane megalomaniac. But like, he was also arguably right in his reasonings. If Ezra sides with him voluntarily, they have a chance to make this conflict more 3D, where both sides are sympathetic.
#ahsoka#ahsoka spoilers#kinda#ezra bridger#thrawn#i just love thrawn as a villain#and i think ezra siding with him would be so fun
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I often see this sentiment that Ned should have told Cat the truth about Jon and it would have solved all their problems. I disagree with this? I don't think Ned was being an idiot for not telling Cat. I think there were a multitude of reasons of why he didn't tell her, and all of them held weight in his decision.
1) he didn't know or trust her when they got married
2) a secret stops being one if you tell even one person about it. He promised Lyanna he wouldn't tell anyone and that included everyone, except obviously the people already present at the tower (Howland and the wet nurse I presume)
3) there is a possibility that Cat's behavior towards Jon would have changed knowing he was not a result of Ned's affair, but her resentment towards him also provided a cover. If she treated him, say cordially, then it would have been very suspicious considering Ned was already fostering him at his own home.
4) after he came to know Cat, he would have realized that she was fiercely protective of her family, she wouldn't have thought twice before giving up Jon for her children if it came to that. A choice no sane person, including Ned, can fault her for. By not telling her, he removed that option for her, saved Jon and also saved her from the guilt that would have haunted her.
5) he was committing treason that would have endangered Cat and his children. In case it ever got out there was plausible deniability for his family that they didn't know and it might have saved them.
His actions hurt both Catelyn and Jon but it was a very complicated situation overall so I understand him too. I don't know what would have been the alternative because I don't think telling Catelyn would have solved anything. What is your opinion on this?
I don't think people generally claim it would have magically fixed "everything", but many also misunderstand how Ned is mishandling the situation. He isn't actually handling it well by himself, he isn't handling it the way he would have if Jon was actually his bastard. His inability to be "normal" about it and come up with a convincing lie created most of the avoidable problems we see, which is Catelyn's eternal insecurity about Ned's feelings for Jon (and his mother) which feeds her anxiety about her own children being usurped, plus Jon's complete trauma over knowing absolutely nothing about his mother. Both are left hanging for no logical reason from their POV, and that's an absolutely insane path for Ned to go down.
True, and then he chose to go the worst way about it and never fixed it later.
Howland knows. The Daynes know. Wylla probably knows. Benjen probably knows. Come on. And we don't know what she made him promise and it's more likely to be along the lines of protecting her son than specifically never telling anyone who could have helped him handle this better.
Catelyn being "nice" to Jon isn't even half of it. She could have advised Ned on how to handle the situation in a realistic way with the least harm done. Which is likely to foster Jon somewhere, make plans for his future instead of leaving him aimless, create a believable lie about his mother that doesn't shame him, have a harmoniously accepted situation instead of making his kids grow up with this unresolved conflict warping their emotional well-being.
What situation could realistically arise where Cat could "sell out" Jon to "save" her children that specifically depends on her knowing this and also wouldn't mean they are all already in deep trouble? It's nonsense. Also, Catelyn "Family Duty Honor" Tully would not fault Ned for wanting to save his sister's child. It's a perfectly decent choice on his part and a dilemma she could easily understand. Come on!
How is this (thin glaze) of plausible deniability not equally achieved by simply lying (and lying better than Ned can, especially)?
It's just that Ned left both Cat and Jon deeply anxious and traumatized, respectively, because his decision was to lie very badly and then refuse to answer all reasonable questions. It has repercussions for all of them. From Cat to Sansa to Jon to Robb.
Plus: Ned may have actually had an opportunity to heal from his horrific trauma if he had talked to literally anyone about it. He may have been less likely to cling to Robert as a vestige of his lost youth, blinding himself to the man's monstrous faults and sticking around to his own doom.
It would not have "fixed everything" but you can't convince me it wouldn't have fixed some things.
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Wednesday Fanfic Concept - The Traumatized Time Traveler
Summary:
Enid watches as her new roommate stares her down, glassy eyes wide as she offers her hand, the words "Wednesday Friday Addams," Escaping her mouth in an almost pained whisper.
Smiling brightly she grasps it, not too firmly given Wednesday looks like she might be bowled over by a stiff breeze and she cheerily greets her.
"I'm so glad you're here Wednesday, I'm Enid asiménio oíko Sinclair."
Her gaze flickered to the adults and she could only wonder...
Why were they giving Wednesday such shocked stares?
Concept:
Wednesday failed. Everyone died, even if Crackstone was killed there was no one left to celebrate just a mass of cooling corpses beneath the Blood Moon.
Goody, uses a back up plan involving all the energy from the recently dead Outcasts, the forests she cursed and Blood Moon to send Wednesday back.
But this means she is no longer around and Wednesday... Well the experience has kind of broken her. What's more the story is told entirely from the outsider point of view of other characters.
Her confidence has basically been destroyed by having been played so deeply and failed so terribly. She's being eaten alive by guilt from the past life and by her indecision born of trauma in this new life.
She believes she will go insane, possibly soon because she has lost access to her ancestors. She is suffering ghost pains for wounds she never got specifically in her hand, stomach and head, which can be debilitating.
Let alone the unwilling mutism which emerges when she feels overwhelmed, or the stray panic attacks and shut downs when confronted by people like Tyler or Thornhill.
Wednesday knows who the enemy is and what their plan is, but she's so fractured that anytime she tries to take action she starts shutting down.
Worse still she takes all of this to be curses so even the stuff that psychologically or medication could help with is off the table at first.
From Enid's perspective her roommate is just like, this extremely delicate and not very expressive psychic who she becomes incredibly protective of from like minute 1.
Thing is trying to decode how or why Wednesday suffered such a violent shift in personality. He believes its visions but can that alone explain it?
Also Wednesday's trauma doesn't only manifest in her being more fragile.
I have this idea in mind where after her first therapy session (Which goes better) Weems tries to take her out for coffee to bond. She does not grasp how desperately Wednesday wants to avoid this until she was briefly separated from her and Wednesday either shuts down or legs it to the car when confronted by Tyler and his dad.
Cue Wednesday returning to her empty rom room and having a world class destructive meltdown. One where she destroys a ton of her own possessions in a rage before collapsing when Enid finds her, falling into a panic attack at the thought of her leaving,
Enid ends up having to coax her through it with Kinbott on the phone before basically keeping Wednesday snuggled in her lap for the next few hours. Which also involves a lot of self loathing spilling out as she vents about how "Broken" and "Not meant to be this way" she is.
Some other factors include:
Enid being set off by Thornhill early on cos the woman is insistent on barging into their room to "Greet Wednesday" despite Enid telling her she's gone to bed & generally being kind of pushy.
This ad her discussion with Thing once Thornhill has been harried out of the room and forced to give them both detentions before Wednesday fell asleep again, reminds Enid of some near forgotten history with the teacher.
Namely of she and Thornhill having once been very close but going past her boundaries with stuff like, "Maybe I can help you wolf out?" only to grow very distant when Enid said she had to contact her pack elders to discuss any medical treatments.
Basically, Enid was Thornhills first pick for "Pet monster" but while Enid lacked a good support network in family she has a strong sense of cultural loyalty to the pack & is subtly leery of humans.
The West Wolf Packs also did not approve of some human pushing in on one of theirs. Weems obscured it as mere cultural ignorance and the diverse cultural and psychological developments of Outcasts mean the grooming attempts were not quite picked up on.
Rowan probably hangs around longer as a threat or maybe avoids death, which only enchances ENid's protectiveness and presents a constant underlying danger.
Xavier's also much worse here because Wednesday isn't outright hostile to him thanks to the trauma and her guilt. Thus he feels that the only thing keeping him & Wednesday apart is Enid + Yoko/Bianca when Enid's not around.
Weems and the Addams do try to intervene and speculate on why Wednesday changed so much, most think some kind of traumatic vision response.
Morticia: We grew so worried that there was hushed talk of seeking to cancel her arrival at Nevermore and seek some other deal with the courts. But when Wednesday heard our concern it was like it lit a fire in her little black heart again she raged at being treated so delicately. I had hoped this a passing thing because of that, but it seems the wound is deeper than I realized.
Chapters:
I have more chapters in mind for this but in broad strokes:
Chapter 1:
Enid is very excited if a touch nervous to meet her new roomie & find Wednesday to be a fragile and shy girl who needs space from crowds during the tour. They communicate by sign for a bit and Enid gets a version of the Piranha story and promises to set the record on Wednesday straight with her just protecting family and not killing. Wednesday is also subtly clingy and clearly very tried.
Enid skips the rest of class to help Wednesday set up their room, and discovers her shaking hand and helps sooth it thanks to her own nerve endings being unique due to the claws. Wednesday has an early night but Thornhill pushes in (Acting off outdated info on Wednesday's personality) and tries to make her feel 'special'
This only serves to panic Wednesday and she's borderline forced out of the room by Enid. She ends up giving her detention which does make Wednesday act, demanding she have one too. Thornhill plans to use said detention to try 'bonding stage 2' and agrees. Wednesday is coaxed back to sleep then Enid finds Thing and they chat and agree Thornhill feels sketchy.
Chapter 2:
Wednesday's sleep is obviously quite troubled so even with an early night she doesn't seem super rested. But she joins Enid for breakfast and exchanges class info with Yoko & Divina who subtly agree to keep an eye on her in classes Enid does not share.
Enid needs to leave to speak with Weems and manages to basically char the principle into letting them off detention by being very careful with her words. This being one of the reasons Weems felt Enid would be a good room mate for Wednesday too.
While this was happening however Xavier approached Wednesday with his little spider drawing. Divina & Yoko's pre-existing relationship and Wednesday's seeming acceptance made them at first allow it. But it became clear he was making her uncomfortable and getting way to into her space and ignoring their attempts to make him leave.
Then Enid returns and jams her claws into the spider and in swiping the sketchpad off the table places her other claws at Xavier's throat moments before he could start properly yelling.
"Oh sorry!" Her voice is stretched thin like a dying man's scream, "I was trying to swat an uninvited pest." Her lips pull back unnaturally far revealing every pointed fang, "Want to give me a fleshier target?"
Suffice to say Xavier pisses off, but will return to continue being awful. Enid is worried she scared Wednesday but she instead the girl seems very relieve.
There is actually still a fencing match with Bianca and it actually goes on for awhile. Wednesday gets the first round (Thanks to knowing how Bianca will move) But Bianca picks up on the fact Wednesday was not reading her moves & goes full chaotic, and gets the second point. Then they fuel for the third for awhile before Bianca wins and they go off to wash off.
While in the showers though Bianca finds Wednesday's ghost pains playing up though they are not the reason for her loss but we see they confuse and distress her a lot and that she thinks they are a curse not trauma. Bianca is very much not hostile to Wednesday in this who is intern not hostile.
Chapter 3:
Wednesday's therapy session with Kinbott goes better than canon. Her guilt over the woman's death does make her talk a little. Plus the negative reputation of Outcasts compounded with the circumstances of the attack (Pugsley) and Wednesday's delicate disposition lead Kinbott to think the reports were all exaggerating her behavior.
Weems takes her to the Weathervane and Wednesday struggles to speak to protest. Because Weems is there the pilgrim boys are not an issue. However Tyler gets a call to the Weathervane from Thornhill as ;apparently; Weems's phone is not working.
He uses this to try and approach Wednesday about a 'rumor' ad then his dad arrives to be all aggressive and posturing. Weems returns to either escort a near catatonic Wednesday out or to find she is basically huddled up in the car outside.
Wednesday returns to her room and has the ensuing meltdown with Weems calling Kinbott for advice. Enid forces her way in and terrified of Enid leaving her Wednesday both starts crying and having a panic attack. After that was soothed and it was promised Galpin would be kept far away from her (With Weems promising to look into his 'nonsense claims) Wednesday stays with Enid and gets the first good nights sleep she had in awhile.
They also have a little talk with Wednesday feeling worthless because she "Cannot do what she needs to" and Enid assuring her she doesn't need to do anything to deserve love. Which Wednesday returns regarding her transformation. Suffice to say, Enid s very adoring of her.
Also Rowan has likely made at least one murder attempt at this point.
Chapter 4:
The school day goes well save for some 'accidents' and Wednesday has so far managed to avoid Thornhill who has been updated on Wednesday's disposition and is trying to re-calculate her strategy.
Wednesday also joins the Hummers and is very, very insistent Eugene never enter the forest alone. EVER.
The main focus is actually the harvest festival and cos she slept well Wednesday is closer to normal though be it still clingy with Enid and trying to be a bit more communicative with Yoko & Divina too.
Wednesday: Why does a town without farms have a harvest festival?
Enid: Oh I know this one! Basically, about 200 years ago, the land across the rver where Nevermore is built came ot life. Within a few weeks the forests had grown devouring fields and houses.
Divina: Naturally Outcasts were blamed, as though the land obeys our every whim.
Yoko: Though it could have been some ancient curse coming to life, or just the earth waking up. My Sire hints at this stuff but I won't know till I ascend.
Enid: Yhe point is, the town lost most of its farms and a collection of Outcasts with wealth bought the land, warded it and built Nevermore. Since then Jericho had to move away from farming and into other stuff, like tourist attractions and big game hunting.
Wednesday: I see... (Takes bite of hot dog) A rather apt microcosm of Americas evolution into a theme park dedicated to itself then.
All three laugh.
Tyler shows up again to try and give Wednesday a police report but gets chased off by the girls, but Wednesday 'has' a vision it was a police file about her father
They go om the Ferris wheel while Weems goes to speak with Galpin and there's some talked of calling Galpin with a false tip to see if he is obsessed with Wednesday's dad.
Small town cop is super bigggoted and has an agenda is much easier for them to buy than a monster murdering a guy they saw being alive. Rowan may make some attempts but does not succeed but there's definitely a sense Wednesday is in danger. Bianca may help.
Chapter 5:
I have less clear ideas on this, but Wednesday's sessions with Kinbott continue. The general consensus is that Tyler's dad has some beef with Wednesday's. Also there is some subtle guiding towards investigating certain events that will be plot relevant later.
Also Wednesday helps the team with the Po-Cup perhaps. Not sure if she goes ahead t lay traps, or Yoko is snuck onto the island, or if Wednesday just alters the ship. Though I do love the idea of Enid fist fighting a Siren underwater and winning. Also Rowan may use this for another attempt.
After that things grow a bit more vague, hence my not writing it.
Note:
One thing I like exploring is Outcasts actually being, ya know, hated and feared and how this would inform and influence even perky characters like Enid.
Also Wednesday low key may fear Enid likes this version of her better. But does also know how far Enid went for her in the original timeline.
Though yeah she is low key dependent on Enid who doesn't quite realize it or know how to fix it and just wants to protect her.
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I don't have much to ramble about but having 4 reincarnation aus on the go is so real, trimax -> tristamp reincarnation au drives me insane on the daily. begging to hear about the other reincarnation aus pretty pls
(also your art is so charming and lovely!! I love your comics hehe)
UOHOHOHO I SEE WE THINK ALIKE ANON 🤝 reincarnation AU ALWAYS drives me insane too!!! Trigun especially is giving me too much power for me not to waste em yknow?😩😩
(heads up: there's LOTS of rambles, and they're all VW-centric)
Timeloop/Reincarnation AU where Vash reverses the time every time he fails to save Wolfwood, despite having the guilt of knowing Wolfwood will have to go through everything again had Vash chosen to loop the timeline again...
Shouldn't he let him finally get his peace? Isn't it cruel to make him suffer yet again through this horrid nightmare?
(Have you ever imagined if his "I can see it in his eyes" or "all I see is a man forcing himself to play the devil while his heart cries out" is because Vash knows he's actually not like that? That the man he knows has been kind, kind to him. But will also fear what will happen to him if he pushes his belief upon Wolfwood...
Would he rather see the Wolfwood he'd known from his past? Or would he let him kill; a cold murderer, befitting of his title as 'The Punisher' in favour of his survival? But could you still call him the same Wolfwood he's known from before?
Should he even try to reverse the time again? Hadn't he suffered enough?)
Reincarnation AU trimax VW but focusing on reincarnated! Wolfwood instead, chasing after Vash at every cycle of his life so he can protect, and ultimately, save him from his misery.
(He fails, quite a lot of times. But Vash doesn't need to know how many times.)
Everything was all white. And before he knew it, it was dark. Wolfwood wakes up again in a different place than he used to live in. But more than that, a different body
(It was confusing at first, but he's quick to connect the dots when he finds a familiar face he could not mistake for others, now in a wanted poster, spanning across the walls of the buildings: "Vash The Stampede" it says.
Wolfwood remembers: it was the man who greets him every time he enters the shop; him donning an apron as he serves other customers and he in his working outfit, back from a job he can remember no longer...)
Star-crossed Lovers where Wolfwood eventually realised he only dies because he tries tp save Vash. He could've lived a long, normal life, even stop his loop! But he didn't. Wolfwood who'd rather live short lives and die countless times just to save him... and the closest he's been with him relationship-wise is where his death is mourned the most...
(whether he thinks it's shit or not, Wolfwood still doesn't know. But had he known it'd be the last time he sees him, he'd have at least pulled him into a kiss. Say sweetheart, how about a thank you kiss?)
Reincarnation AU (trimax->tristamp) but this time both of them have bits of recollections of the past they never told each other they know.
Vash being more deadset on stopping Nai and now EOM as his main objectives, passively avoiding visiting orphanages at all costs in his travels,
Wolfwood as a kid who knew what will become of him when he's selected by the EOM but still joins and persists through his experiments with the thought "This could help the spikey his memories seem so keen on remembering" or an "I could only meet him this way, protect him this way"
Imagine the panic that settles when the timeline doesn't line up with their previous life, "what do you mean I met the gang before the July incident, and who is this old man??" Wolfwood
Eriks going missing for 2 years as written, thinking he should really, really avoid Wolfwood for good before he gets dragged any deeper, maybe he should run away from everything this time?
And Wolfwood desperately searching for him for the whole 2 years, even though he knows he'll find him again, fearing how he gets closer to the time because "what if something is different this time and I can't meet him?" or "What if I'm not supposed to be by his side this time?"
The last one is the one I talked on prev post! Reincarnation AU (trimax->tristamp) but it's only Wolfwood who remembers, and it's mostly a "trying to move on but failing miserably because you can never say no to your (reincarnated) partner"
Wolfwood reminiscing how similar yet so different this life is... thinks how "the ticket to the future is blank, and it led me back to you"
#so um. scratches head sorry if it's wordy I copypaste/compile all the tweets I've made back then#so if you've ever seen it before it may get repetitive HAHA#I do have a more detailed story for each but I'm not gonna subject it to anyone bcs it's long-winded LOL have a gist of it instead#hope you enjoy it fellow reincarnation au liker anon!! sorry if it's alot to go through!!!#myuask#trigun#trigun stampede#trigun maximum#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#vashwood#myuminjiart
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PART 9 Intertwined with a mortal
Ascended Vampire Duke!Astarion x human!reader
Slight alpha Duke!Wyll x reader
Bridgerton x Astarion 👍🏻
Warnings: Olden times, swearing, age gap, tension, slow burn, vampire Mates, vampire things, angst, sexual, harassment, bigger reader, fat shaming, 18+, angst, Astarions trauma, anxiety, depression, learning to touch and love, big dislike for children lmao, AOB, artist reader, manipulation, jealousy, feelings
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You'd rushed to bed and almost hid under the covers, gods help you. You silently screamed into your blanket as you kept it over your head and huffed.
“Little pup” you shot up like you did last night staring at the duke in front of you. The vampire in front of you.
“No, I will scream-“ you said as he stalked closer, but stopped at your words.
“I want to talk” he said eyes seeming to avoid yours.
“Yes, please do!” You snapped glaring at him.
“You bit me! You’re a-“ you stopped as he finally looked to you.
“A vampire” he finished and you nodded sharply.
“Exactly” you stated wondering why you weren’t screaming or even mad at him. You forced your face to show anger, but for some reason you didn’t feel it.
“How did I not see the signs” you groaned, two hundred years of confliction? Fangs? Red eyes?! Were you stupid?!
“Because I’m very good at hiding” he said and you huffed.
“Why am I not angry at you?!” You demanded and he smirked slightly before it quickly left.
“Because I wasn’t lying when I said you were my mate” he said and you froze a bit.
“A vampires mate? Gods, I’m going insane” you rested your head in your hands and sighed.
“You’re made for me, made to need me, made to be alright with this” he gestured to himself briefly.
“I’m not alright!” You said, but found it not fully being true.
“So what it’s magic?” You scoffed.
“More powerful” he said and you groaned quietly.
“So you just never spoke to me because of this? Led me on, then broke my heart?” You said and guilt filled his features.
“This is hard on me also” he growled.
“No, no it’s not because you had no issue rejecting me!” You snapped.
“Miss?” You froze at the knock on your door. The vampire suddenly atop of you hand on your mouth, eyes staring at you.
“Are you alright? I heard chatter?” The servant added as the vampire slowly moved his hand.
“I’m alright! Sorry I just lost something” you lied.
“Alright miss, did you need help?” She added.
“No! No thank you I found it” you said heart pounding in your chest.
“Very well, Goodnight Miss” she said.
“Night” you called and almost collapsed as her footsteps left.
“Get off” you weakly shoved at his chest finding it difficult to think with him atop you. He was straddling your legs, his coldness present, now you knew why. His scent filled your nose and you finally looked to him. Your body craved something, you didn’t know what as you looked to your hands against his chest. He wore formal day attire, strange for this time of night really.
“Omega” he muttered and you jolted stomach doing a flip as you looked to him.
“No, no” you mumbled sighing closing your eyes briefly. Lips pressed to yours and you felt yourself give in quickly to the new feeling. Your hands clenched his coat the best you could as you lied back down on your pillows and brought him with you. You whined softly as his hand cupped your neck and he tilted your head more, deepening the kiss. You opened your lips trying to breathe, but he took the opportunity to push his tongue past your lips and taste you. One of your hands moved to tangle in his hair, clenching the soft white curls. You pulled back panting harshly as air filled your lungs while his mouth went to your neck and kissed the mark he’d left. You tensed a bit, but the kisses were soft.
“I should have never of harmed you” he growled and you felt your body shudder.
“You looked starving” you mumbled as he continued to kiss your neck.
“I had a moment of weakness” he snapped lifting his head and for some reason his words hurt.
“I’m a weakness?” You asked and he frowned emotions swirling in his eyes. He just kissed you again not answering your question.
“I’ll see you tomorrow pup” he said climbing off the bed.
“I’ll be-“ he disappeared before you could say anything more.
“Out” you finished before a growl left your lips and you slammed a pillow over your face to groan.
You were annoyed when you awoke. The servants unfortunately catching your annoyance and leaving quickly. You were on edge, wanting more and wanting to smack his handsome face. He didn’t talk to you, you had no idea what was going on his mind. You went out despite his words going with your mum to the bakery and seamstress. You felt calmer after that and happier. As you entered your home you felt the air shift and glanced slightly into the dining room seeing the duke there talking to your father. You cursed silently before your mum saw him and smiled brightly and urged you in the room. The two men stood and you were forced to greet the duke by your mother.
“Duke Ancunin what a surprise” she gushed and you almost rolled your eyes.
“If I’d known you were visiting we wouldn’t have gone out” she chuckled.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” She said to you.
“She didn’t know lady Y/L/n” Duke Ancunin said.
“Oh a surprise visit, how exciting” your mother chuckled.
“Well you two chat, I’ll go get some cakes and tea prepared” your mum said going to move before the duke spoke.
“Actually I require your attention” The duke said and she frowned as did you. What was he up too?
“Oh? Of course” your mother nodded nudging your arm slightly.
“Continue” you said and she huffed.
“I’ve come to ask for your daughters hand” Duke Ancunin said and your mouth hung open. Your mother looked surprised, but to excited and happy while your father smiled slightly.
“Oh this is wonderful news!” She didn’t question the duke and you glared at him.
“Oh a proposal” she hugged your arm as you stared at the duke. He held the same blank neutral stare he always did, you had no idea what he was thinking as he pulled out a ring. It was a silver banded ring with a Ruby a top it, two black gems either side of it down the band. He walked forward to you as you stared blankly now as he held your hand.
“No” you said making your family freeze.
“Darling” your mother chuckled nervously.
“No mother” you said sternly and she flinched slightly.
“That’s no way to talk to your mother” your father said frowning.
“A word, Duke Ancunin” you sneered grabbing his arm and tugging him into the hallway, Ignoring your calls. You slapped him harshly across the face the sound echoing off the walls. His red eyes flared slightly as he stared at you.
“You cannot treat me like this, you cannot ignore me, not talk to me, reject me! show me your darkest secret, come to me and expect me to marry you! I know nothing about you!” You spoke quietly, but your tone was filled with anger.
Astarion was surprised by your actions and words to your parents as you dragged him out. He wasn’t completely thinking properly, his mind was scrambled and he didn’t understand what was happening himself. When he came to your room last night it was out of pure selfishness, he needed to be near you again, and with the way your body reacted, you did too. He couldn’t keep doing this eventually you’d get caught and it would ruin you both, so he resorted to this, trapping you with him, gods he was stupid. Your slap came like a cold shard of ice against his cheek and his hunger grew out of anger before it died down instantly as you spoke. Your words were true you knew nothing about him, while he knew basic things about you, your favourite colour, favourite flower and food, how you enjoyed painting, your rides together where only you telling him about yourself and he liked it more than anything, but it wasn’t a one way conversation. Your face held anger, confusion you were trembling slightly, your usual sweet omega scent was sour.
“I don’t know what I’m doing” he whispered suddenly and you froze. You stared at him, fear, confliction and confusion in his face. His jaw was tightly clenched as he avoided your eyes.
“What do you mean?” You asked your anger slipping too quickly for your liking.
“I don’t know how to do this” he added as you still frowned shaking your head slightly, you didn’t understand.
“I don’t know how to love someone” his words barely reached your ear and you felt your heart shatter.
“I’ve never had a family, I don’t remember my family-“ you saw tears in his eyes and suddenly you hugged him. You tugged him down to you, hand going in his hair the other around his shoulder as he leant against your shoulder. He trembled in your hold and you hushed him. You held him tightly, what had happened to your mate?
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Just took my meds so sorry if this is incomprehensible and or I repeat myself but I will never not want to put my head through a wall when people treat Harry not developing a goblin personality in the raimi trilogy like a plot hole because it’s just so obviously not. I know a lot of the third movie doesn’t make sense but please don’t throw the baby out with the bath water. As always will elaborate if I explain poorly cause I love talking.
From a narrative angle, performance enhancers do not by default make you evil or give you a goblin persona. They intensify who you already are as a person.
From the very scene they’re introduced, it is stated the performance enhancers did not affect every single animal they were tested on with the stated “violence, aggression, and insanity.” It was stated to be a single test. In real life, that could be an outlier, a fluke, or these symptoms could be random chance. That’s not how things generally work in storytelling.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, every single scene where the goblin does something evil and horrifying is foreshadowed and established with a scene where something related happens to Norman. Norman is about to lose his contract to Quest Aerospace, the goblin bombs Quest Aerospace. Norman is ousted by the board of directors and the announcement of this will occur after the world unity day festival (whatever the fuck that was even I can’t explain that), the goblin murders the board during the festival. He very noticeably ogles MJ during the Thanksgiving scene, who is, I feel compelled to point out, 17-18 in this scene while Norman is in his 50’s, and the goblin later threatens to rape her. And one of the most very obviously stated examples, Harry unintentionally tells Norman what Peter’s emotional weak point would be and he kidnaps MJ to use as a hostage to bait him. There is a constant and explicit link between the actions of the Goblin and the actions of Norman. Norman also folds incredibly easily to the Goblin, never really meaningfully resisting it. Hell, the scene where he finds out about the goblin he doesn’t even oppose him, he just remains in an area of neutrality. The very next scene where he interacts with the goblin, he is a willing and unresisting participant and enabler of the goblin’s actions, which he continues to be until he dies. He never resists.
The goblin was never an evil split personality that forced Norman to be evil. The difference between Norman and Harry that I believe caused the goblin is that Norman refused to be honest with himself in regards to what he wanted to do, that the actions of the goblin were things Norman would have done if he had the ability to do so without consequences for his actions. Power does not corrupt, it reveals, and Norman had the power to do horrible things without the things that would normally prevent him from doing so.
The goblin is a way for him to avoid accepting responsibility for his actions. It allowed him to redirect his bad behavior onto an external source. He was not forced to do anything. He was just a greedy and corrupt man who didn’t want the consequences of being greedy and corrupt on his own. That is the point of the parallels between him and Peter, give a man a mask and see who he is, Norman was given a mask and he took his chance to be cruel because it wouldn’t reflect on himself behind it and Peter was given a mask and chose to help people despite the fact nobody would know and give him credit for it.
Now back to Harry. Harry has no reason to manifest something that allows him to deny responsibility for his actions. Harry is, though dishonest with himself in regards to his emotions and frequently in denial about his fathers guilt because it would require him to address that the perfected version of his father that he bordered on worshipping was not real and something he crafted to cope with the fact Norman was neglectful and sometimes abusive towards him, developed because Harry didn’t want to believe and have to reconcile that. But Harry is consistently completely honest about what he wants to do. He wants to kill Spider-Man. He does not need to sugar coat that fact to himself, to make it less violent or to act like it’s not him who wants that because Harry is sure that’s the right thing to do. He has no reason to sugarcoat that to himself.
As a result, the performance enhancers do not make Harry suddenly want to mass murder or do terrorism, because Harry has no reason to want to do that. Harry’s motivations are very open and shut from this angle. He wants to kill Spider-Man, because he killed his father. He has no reason to do things like that because they won’t bring him closer to that goal. He has no reason to want unrelated people dead. I think it can very easily be argued that the serum lowered his inhibitions in what he was willing to do, going from letting Peter go to fight Doc and making an admittedly flimsy defense of Peter to his hallucinations of his father and walking away from him at MJ’s musical with only a few words prior to, after the serum, being willing to not only attack Peter directly but also being a bit more willing to drag other people in when he deems it necessary. But even when he threatened MJ, which was obviously bad and I hope we all know that, he does not threaten her life because he has no reason to want to hurt her. And I’m not saying he does that because he still loves her romantically and the whole scheme was earnest because I don’t think that’s true and if it was he would have actually forced her to be with him, ignoring how dubious his romantic feelings for her even existing to begin with are, but what I am saying is that Harry is pretty consistent with who he directs violence towards prior to his change of heart. He does not threaten MJ with violence towards her because he has no reason to want to hurt her. He has reason to want to hurt Peter. His desires in that regard are consistent.
Additionally, if the performance enhancers did just make people violent and crazy by default, Harry would have continued to have violent desires when he lost his memory. He didn’t. Because the moment his reason to be violent were gone in his own mind, his own mind lost its reason to behave violently. The same thing applies to after he had his change of heart. Once he actually accepted his father was at fault and responsible for his own actions, he no longer had any desire to hurt Peter or really anyone because the desire was no longer there.
The performance enhancers are not intended as something that changes you or suddenly makes you evil and the goblin isn’t DID and I will always maintain that idea as being ableist. To pin everything Norman did on the goblin is to allow him to do what his very goal was from the get go: to be able to use it as something to pin his behavior on that would allow him to walk away consequence free. To deny his responsibility for his actions is just this really irritating woobification that seems to have happened to almost every evil male character people like because people can’t just accept they like bad people for some reason. And don’t get me started on NWH, a lot of this perception is because of that movie, a movie that completely failed narratively on almost every front and couldn’t even get the basic timeline of the trilogy right, so it’s not outrageous to think that Norman was outrageously out of character in that movie.
And to a degree I can’t even begrudge it. Norman is a very different character in NWH. And I understand very well that it’s probably not fun for someone to see NWH, like the funny angsty old man who’s sort of harmless and silly seeming, and then have to reconcile that he’s a vastly different character and a deeply bad person in the original trilogy. I guess I just sort of wish NWH’s characterization hadn’t come to be treated as the default, correct, or as something that should or even can be retroactively applied to the trilogy. Because it shouldn’t. On many fronts, not just Norman, retroactively applying NWH to the trilogy basically destroys it.
More than willing to have good faith discussions if someone disagrees as long as it’s, well, in good faith. Not gonna begrudge anyone for liking Norman because of that NWH characterization either. I do perceive these movies through a more specific lense.
#harryposting#harry osborn#raimiverse#raimi trilogy#spider man#spiderman#norman slander#Norman Osborn#anti nwh
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🌲 pines family headcanons ✨
click the read more for more in-depth headcanon stuff!
this started out as a little silly edit of ford, then i decided to do one for stan as well and once that happened i knew i had to do edits for the pines twins as well. i might end up doing others like soos, wendy and pacifica but for now we have the main four pines.
🌲 dipper has glasses but prefers not to wear them. he thinks they look nerdy but wears them more often with the support of mabel and his grunkles.
🌲 bisexual disaster.
🌲 dipper will always be a transboy in my head. struggled with gaining acceptance from his parents but knows he always has a place where he can be himself in gravity falls.
🌲 CW SELF HARM IMPLIED: his dysphoria and dissociation from his body ends up worse for a while after sock opera. for a while turns to… not so great methods to remind himself that his body is his own.
🌲 became clingy after weirdmageddon, either clinging to his sister and grunkles before going back to piedmont or just staying by mabel's side often after.
🌲 probably has pierced ears but would wear very subtle earrings, to mabel's displeasure.
🌠 big decora kei vibes. so many stickers and hair pins. she also will often wear mismatched socks!
🌠 is the one to suggest she and dipper get a matching hair streak. blue was the only color dipper would agree to.
🌠 mabel gives me big pansexual vibes. starts to discover her own identity around the time dipper does, and ends up dating candy and/or grenda for a hot minute.
🌠 wholly supported dipper when he came out as a transboy and was his biggest ally growing up.
🌠 after weirdmageddon she asks ford for drawing lessons. the two bond over arts and crafts.
🌠 CW MILD ED suffers from a sort of survivor's guilt after weirdmageddon, guilt over being tricked by bill and almost staying in mabeland manifesting mostly in the form of being a people pleaser, forgetting to eat and sleep. the other pines thankfully notice this and put a stop to it.
🎣 i love long haired stan. i like to imagine after the series the guy feels comfortable enough to grow his hair out again.
🎣 stretched earlobes!
🎣 is a transman and also gnc as hell. he also is insanely good at using makeup. (dipper and ford don't really use makeup and mabel just likes to be Silly with makeup.)
🎣 (tbh i can also imagine stanley as being transfeminine as well, they're just That Gender.)
🎣 as soon as mabel saw his "glorious mane" she was practically begging him to let her braid it. he pretends to just go along with it for her sake but he secretly loves having her do his hair.
🎣 the adhd to ford's autism. he definitely suffers hard from rejection sensitive dysphoria and tends to panic if it seems like someone is upset with him. (i.e. ford confronting him over the broken machine, mabel upset with him for lying in the land before swine.)
✋ his sweater is a huge comfort for him. in general he likes heavier clothes to ground him.
✋ i like to imagine him with plenty of earrings and tattoos. earrings mainly themed around space and stars and ends up getting some tattos on his wrists to cover the burn scars from weirdmageddon.
✋ a touch of the tism. has a hard time distinguishing tone. (i.e. not being able to tell if wendy was complimenting him ironically or not.)
✋ while he doesn't mind if people see him as a man, he himself doesn't feel all that attached to the idea of being male. fine with any pronouns but probably likes to use neopronouns. (maybe star/starself?)
✋ achillean, mainly attracted to enbies and men. tried to date a few girls growing up to try and be "normal" (comphet's a binch) but at around high school enough bad experiences made him avoid dating for a while.
✋ he loves loves loves space and astronomy! it's sort of his hyperfixation. used to name constellations with stanley while spending nights on the stan o war and they bond over this on the stan o war ii!
#gravity falls#gravity falls headcanons#stanford pines edits#stanley pines edits#mabel pines edits#dipper pines edits#gravity falls edits#stanford pines headcanons#stanley pines headcanons#mabel pines headcanons#dipper pines headcanons#mutt's edits
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Nightmare
Isaiah is sick after a nightmare. Cue some fluff and comfort from Seline. Warning for emeto.
Isaiah was pretty sure their pack was ruined before it even formed. And that he had ruined his chances with Seline.
Since that difficult afternoon, things have changed between the trio. Matthew and Seline apologized to each other right away - her for not letting them know earlier of having guests over and him for scaring her. They both acknowledged partial guilt for the incident and resolved to be more tolerant in the future.
Seline promised to always message them if someone came over and ideally warn them a few days in advance. Matthew expressed deep regret over raising his shadow at her and promised he would never hurt her no matter how angry he was and reassured he wasn't being angry with her in the first place.
This did not, however, achieve the effect Isaiah had hoped for.
Seline was cold and avoiding them. She would greet them and act politely, but she hurried over to the second floor to her room any chance she got, excusing herself from sharing meals with them. She waited until they left in the morning to come down, came home late and her answers to any initiations or invitations were "don't know if I'll have time yet". Which Isaiah knew was a lie, cause she kept a calendar for months in advance and because her assistant job was flexible and confusing to understand without it.
Matthew and Isaiah both had an unspoken agreement to initiate contact on neutral ground in the shared spaces only. The second floor became Seline's exclusive territory - her room, her personal boundaries and her safe space. They were not going to breach it without explicit invitation, hoping to soothe her that way.
Except the invitation never came.
Isaiah didn't think it was necessarily him she was avoiding, but since he had comforted Matthew, shared a room with him and tried to mediate their first apologetic interaction after the incident, he had inevitably taken "his" side and fallen into the "enemy" camp.
He shouldn't have been explaining so hard that wolves needed their territory and were touchy about new wolves that invaded it without warning and that the whole thing would have been much easier if they had just become a pack. His suggestion was met with a disbelieving stare, asking him if he was insane. Yeah, he should have held his mouth shut.
But he couldn't precisely abandon Matthew to the issue either.
Isaiah got to know Matthew's stress reactions very intimately in the following weeks. Matthew asked him to train with him outside of their sparring for fun to work on his shadow's temper. He also kept up with his daily runs, waking up even earlier to go to the gym and do some boxing workouts before and after school. When he got home, the redhead usually switched on their Google Chrome on the smart TV, a clear indication he was open to having a movie night, whatever anyone picked.
Their evenings looked exactly the same since. Seline declined his offer to watch something without even giving him a look or a thought. Matthew promptly dosed off, only to stumble over to bed around midnight and get up at 4 am again for his run. Rinse, repeat.
Matthew's stress reaction was to sleep and be quiet. Coaxing a conversation out of him took a herculean effort. Then again, he could also be exhausted from all the additional workouts. Isaiah thought Matthew was working on the issue diligently and seriously enough to win some sympathy points, but Seline seemed set on not seeing any effort Matthew was making.
He also thought she had come a bit calmer from her visits to her mom over the weekend. Except afterward, she started going home every weekend, sometimes even taking Fridays and Mondays free to go home sooner. Completely shutting them down.
This left Isaiah alone in a very tense and silent apartment. He hadn't realized before how much he looked forward to coming home after they started living together. How much he cherished the afternoons cooking for everyone or sharing a glass of wine with Seline to talk over progress on their respective research projects. Or the way they would debate and laugh about movies, always switching in introducing their favourite ones to each other. He missed Matthew's good-hearted grumpiness and Seline's playful complaints and the heated discussion about that or another scene. It really felt like a home, in a way the empty vast place he had before never did.
Now living in polite charming illusions he knew alright and he hated them. Masks may have been his thing, but he only became what he wanted to be, what he wanted people to hear - because he genuinely wanted to give them something and not because he was hiding what he knew was terrible to do to someone else. His masks were heartfeltly crafted pieces of art, of himself, of things he was shaping himself to become.
But whatever this terrible silent tension was, it was too close to home in an unexpected way.
Maybe that was when the nightmares started. The foreboding feeling came right in the evening, his stomach feeling like it was hanging on water as he watched Matthew turn his face into the pillow and Seline gathering food to eat in her room, so she wouldn't have to spend even that minimal time with them.
Retiring to their shared room with Matthew didn't help much either, cause he couldn't sleep and when he did, he dreamed. He wasn't sure what he dreamed about, just that he woke up confused, nauseated and sweaty and like he didn't get any rest at all.
Matthew's sleep was very deep though. Nothing seemed to wake him once he was out, so Isaiah at least didn't have to worry about his night terrors being witnessed.
It was the same that night as well.
Isaiah woke around 3 in the morning, sweaty and breathing hard from a dream he didn't want to remember. A string of faces of all the people he had failed, that he had left behind. Familiar enough.
Except now Seline's and Matthew's faces showed up there too.
He must have had a real heavy dinner today, cause he wasn't just feeling vaguely nauseated. His mouth was actively flooded with saliva and gulping down just made his stomach twist more.
Isaiah scrambled from the bed as fast and queit as he could, though Matthew didn't even stir, and headed for the sanctuary of the bathroom.
He turned on the light, closed the door and dropped to his knees in front of the toilet. His stomach was in turmoil, roiling restlessly inside him. The nausea felt like claws, black and long running up his back and Isaiah leaned over the toilet, bracing against the rim.
Taking deep breaths didn't seem to help at all. He let drool drip from his parted lips, when a sudden heave surprised him. His whole body rocked and vomit rushed out of him, hot and thick. The horrible guttural sound accompanying it was even worse.
He took some more breaths, but they were coming fast and shallow. His stomach hurt and twisted further and he knew this wasn't the end. Another terrible sound came and another thick wave of vomit with it, chunks of undigested rice and meat from dinner spluttering noisly against the water.
This was horrible and intense and he didn't even understand the cause! Surely his stomach wasn't so weak as to react to stress that wasn't even rightfully his.
His stomach shot up his throat again, but he managed to swallow it down this time, moaning the bitter taste burned his throat. Isaiah let his head fall down against his folded hand on the toilet, exhausted to the bones.
Time seemed to have stopped and slowed down at the same time. The nausea was still there, not as intense, but ever present, so he didn't dare to leave his post. His shirt was cold and sticky with sweat, making him shiver. He should buy a thicker carpet in front of the toilet, this one did miserable job sparing his knees...
The door creaked open. Isaiah didn't feel like lifting his head, it seemed to weigh a ton.
A hesitant gentle hand touched his upper back.
The contact felt electrifying, his head finally shooting up to see Seline kneeling next to him, bathrobe open around her blue PJs.
"Oh," he creaked, his voice hoarse. "Hey." Just when he thought the night couldn't be any worse.
"Hey yourself," she said, not letting her hand fall. "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
"It's nothing. Had a nightmare. Nothing serious." He let his head dropped back against his folded elbow, wanting to hide. He always felt like hiding when he felt like crap. Especially from her.
"A nightmare can make you this sick?" Seline asked, horrified. "What was it about?"
Isaiah made a helpless gesture up with his free hand, then let it fall limply beside him again.
"Go to sleep, please. Nothing fun to see here."
She reached behind him to flush the toilet. Isaiah reddened at the reminder he forgot to do it himself.
Seline rubbed his back slowly, feeling him tense and shiver as she touched the sweaty stains. "Anything I can do?"
"Just go back to sleep," he said quietly, not wanting to argue. Why did she always have to see him at his most disgusting and pathetic? Why couldn't he just be his normal, strong, tidy self, like he could with everyone else? Couldn't she come down from her fortress during the day, when he was fine and in control?
The anxiety spiked a reaction in his stomach. He groaned as the nausea made him shudder and he leaned over the toilet again, spitting into it. His stomach roiled in preparation like he was on a boat.
"Please leave, Seline. I don't feel good," he warned, brows furrowed as he rode out the next wave. His teeth clapped together, but he didn't think that would help.
"That's okay, I don't mind."
"Seline-"
"You can't seriously expect me to leave you here like this-"
Isaiah wanted to argue that was exactly what he wanted her to do, when the new wave of puke had him heaving over the toilet violently. He braced against the rim with both hands, mind going blank as his body purged in several waves after each other, leaving him breathless.
He lifted a little, his hands hurting from the coldness digging into his palms. This was so humiliating...
It was then that he noticed the warm presence against his back. Seline had her forehead pressed to his shoulder blade, hands digging into the fabric of his shirt from behind.
"Please, don't send me away. I want to help you," she said.
He reached for toilet paper, wiping his mouth clean of the drool and sighed heavily. "I don't want you to see me in this state."
"Why can't you let other people help you? Why can't I help you?" Peaking up from her place against his back, she added in a smaller voice: "Why do you not want me here?"
He couldn't stand the hurt in her voice, like he had somehow put it there. "Because I want to be perfect for you and this is the exact opposite of it," he said in exasperation.
The silence that followed was deafening. It made him realize what a terrible thing he had just said.
Isaiah groaned, pushing his face against the inside of his elbow again. "I'm so sorry."
"For what? Saying that you like me?" she said in a stunned voice.
"Yes. No. I'm sorry I said it here, at such a disgusting place and at such stupid time. I had a whole plan of how-"
"Shhhhhh," she said, leaning against him again. He could feel the place where she buried her face into him burning through his shirt. "It's alright."
"But you-"
"I like you too."
It was his turn to be stunned. He blinked, hoisting himself up, trying to turn enough to look at her.
"And you help us with embarrassing, stupid stuff all the time," she said quickly, "so it's no fair to try to prevent us from doing the same."
"This is such a terrible confession," he said, raising an eyebrow at her. She leaned back as well to meet his eyes. Despite what he said, her blushing cheeks, her tangled hair in a loose ponytail, her eyes flashing with indignation - he thought he never saw anything more beautiful.
"Shut up! I thought you would never say anything."
"I was waiting for your signals!" he protested, "I wasn't going to force-"
"Signals? I was giving you plenty. You think it's easy for a girl not to look like she is chasing the man-"
Isaiah chuckled. He was freezing, his mouth surely smelled terrible, just like the whole bathroom and it was almost 4 am and there they were, arguing. His chest felt so light and fluttery though like not in several weeks. Not since the argument.
Seline's eyes widened in surprise as she tipped back against the wall, watching him. "Hahaha. Glad you are feeling so much better."
Isaiah ran a hand through his hair. "I'm still very sorry."
"If you apologize one more time, I'm going to hit you," she threatened. He wondered how exactly she was going to do that, when he was the one trained in martial arts and with a deadly shadow.
Her hand reached forward to press against his forehead, gently brushing some hair out of its way. "You don't have a fever."
"I told you. It's just stress," he deadpanned. But he truly was feeling a lot better. His throat was still raw and his stomach was tender, but he didn't feel the weight gnawing him or the nausea at his spine. He allowed himself to lean a bit into her touch, eyes closing momentarily against the exhaustion that hit him as a ton of bricks.
Seline rocked closer to him again, face almost touching his neck.
"Stop that," he chided in a resigned tone. "I'm disgusting."
"You better stop with that talk," she said. He blushed, squirming self-consciously as her hand slid from his forehead to his cheek. "I couldn't find you disgusting if I tried," she whispered.
He wrinkled his nose in disbelief, but he was too tired and confused from the adrenaline crash to argue further.
Seline leaned away, but tugged at his sleeve. "Come up to my room to sleep with me?"
Isaiah forgot about the embarrassment entirely. "Oh?"
Seline's whole face reddened, waving her hand at him adorably. "Not like that! Just...I thought it might help against the nightmares. If you want."
Isaiah watched her in amusement, realizing slowly what she had just offered. Breaching the ban. She just invited him over to her room, her territory, her kingdom.
He smiled at her, blinking tiredly. "I would like that."
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@bellysoupset
#sickfic#emeto#whump#hurt/comfort#emetophilia#nausea#vomiting#emeto writing#whump writing#my writing#werewolf wip#Isaiah
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So I’ve been compiling a list of potential mental issues/conditions that the Collector might have developed due to all the shit that they’ve experienced, and holy shit is it long so far. I haven’t even really finished it, and it’s still ridiculous.
Things That Aren’t Proven in Canon, But They Could Develop:
Derealization: I imagine they’d experience that a lot whilst trapped, especially in order to cope with the stress of being in a void like that.
Depersonalization: I have been imagining a whole one-shot that I call “Collector Games” in which the Collector talks a bit about some of the games they played with themselves when they were trapped that they still sometimes play. One of those games is called the “Made Up Game”, where they basically pretend that they are someone’s imaginary friend, that they (the Collector) doesn’t actually exist and isn’t real. They are made up. It’s a bit of a disturbing concept that I find fun to play with.
Disassociation: Obviously yes. This would 100% happen a lot in their prison.
Depression: Clearly. Why wouldn’t they have some form of depression at some point?
Things That Aren’t Quite Canon, But Have Evidence:
Escapism Addiction: Maybe it’s just their childish nature, but they seem to use the idea of “playing pretend” as a way to separate themselves from reality, and it seems that their constant obsession with playing games has begun to develop into a coping mechanism to avoid thinking about their trauma.
Dependency Disorder: They desperately need other people and cling to anyone who gives them even the slightest bit of positive attention. This kid has been abandoned so many times and they are a bit desperate.
PTSD (from being trapped): Look, he definitely has some form of PTSD, but he probably might have some from the specific incident of being trapped. We just haven’t seen it present itself yet.
Abandonment Issues: Close to being canon, but hard to find direct evidence of. Still, they have every reason to develop it to the point where I’d say it’s basically canon. They have been abandoned by so many people it’s insane.
Separation Anxiety: They cling to people like a lost puppy. Tied to his autophobia. He would get very distressed at being separated from people for too long.
Guilt Complex: They would probably end up feeling guilty about so much shit once they understand stuff better.
Sociotropy: They are a bit of a people pleaser to a surprising degree. He acts “selfishly” multiple times, but that’s more because they don’t really realize it. Most of the time, it seems like he’ll do whatever his friends wants to do specifically for the sake of gaining their approval. He seems to get bored of the Owl House game a bit quickly, but continues playing it because he thinks that that’s what King wants (he does a lot of what King wants). He also follows along with Belos’ plans for hundreds of years. Despite how they treat others, I get the feeling that this kid is desperate for approval.
Things That Are Basically Canon:
Autophobia: Literally canon. He doesn’t like being alone :(
Alexithymia: Can summarize a lot of their issues with empathy. Look up alexithymia and you will see how much of it fits them. Also lines up well with their “low empathy” autism coding.
Trust Issues: They have been betrayed constantly by what seems to be everyone in their life. This is made messy by the fact that they don’t trust anyone but also immediately trust people at the same time. They are such a mess
Betrayal Trauma: This issue is somewhat complex, but it fits well for them and would apply to them in multiple ways.
CPTSD (three times): First caused by some of the potential abuse they may have faced under the Archivists, then caused by long term solitary confinement, then caused by Belos just existing.
PTSD (again): He saw Luz die in front of him and probably blames himself. They’re obviously gonna have some PTSD from that.
Not a Specific Disorder, But is Definitely Something:
He lived in a serial killer’s basement for hundreds of years with no contact with the outside world. There must be some kind of condition or five caused by that.
I don’t throw the term “psychopath” around casually, but he was raised by multiple psychopaths who would casually kill people quite frequently. Belos also had some very abusive tendencies (we as a fandom have already determined the “covering them up with a blanket” thing to have been a common occurrence). This would cause some very complex issues that are hard to determine, specifically in terms of how they process empathy and understand other people.
His abandonment issues, emotional dependency, sociotropy, autophobia, and separation anxiety have created a very suggestible and emotionally vulnerable state of mind which have caused him to be very easy to manipulate.
Barely understands what death is.
Similar to alexithymia, but doesn’t understand that other people can get hurt or experience pain. Basically barely understands the concept of bodily autonomy.
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So this kid has a lot of issues. And this is just a short version of the list. There’s a lot more issues they probably have that I didn’t address here. They are probably one of the most traumatized and messed up characters in the show. God damn. And they’re mentally 8 years old.
Poor bby :(
#toh spoilers#toh#toh collector#the collector#the owl house#the owl house collector#the owl house fandom#toh season 3#toh season three#toh season 3 spoilers#the owl house spoilers#mental health#mental health issues#he's traumatized#they're traumatized#mental disorder#character analysis#toh the collector#mental illness
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Just finished rewatching SMG4 What-if? and now im having feelings
aka Fuzzy Meggy au based on that fucked up Fuzzy Desti au @duckapus made where Mr. Grizz found Desti's body in the ocean and decided to do the trial runs for the fuzzy ooze which brought her back to life but fucked her up BIG TIME but like its Meggy instead (here)
(Long post ahead)
a few things before I start explaining away
Since Meggy's death each member of the gang have started wearing an article of orange in they're usually outfits (Saiko's twin tail ribbons are orange, Tari has an orange arm band on her hoodie, Mario has an orange Inkling patch stitched onto his overalls etc.) as a way to commemorate her
The three pieces of Meggy's head gear went to Luigi (beanie), Mario (headphones) and Tari (goggles) all three of them guard these pieces with they're lives
So many people blame themselves for Meggy's death that it can give someone chronic depression (read: me) but here's a few people of note
Axol: Despite the reassurances of the gang (including that of Desti's) Axol deeply blames himself for not knowing that Francis had made another Sephiroth and being able to erase it before it went and killed someone
Paige: Since their older sisters death they have double down on being the NSS's Captain and have worked harder than ever before much to the other agent's worry and concern, they have sever survivor's guilt an a guilt complex and as much as the other agents and cuttle fish try to help they either outright refuse or avoid them however that may change soon during the NSS's exploration of the ancient human settlement known as Altera
Tari: having lost her best friend and in the throws of grief she decided to learn to be stronger earlier than in canon with the help of Saiko surprisingly out of everyone she seems to have gotten a control over her grief, she still deeply wishes Meggy were still here with them but she knows that's not possible however she's been having strange dreams lately of her late friend but surely those are just that, dreams... Or are they?
Luigi: Since Meggy's death he has learned to not be as much of a scaredy cat and to pull his weight around in the team he still deeply misses her but he also acts as a rock for whenever the grief of the others gets too much for them, Especially for Mario however he like the others misses her greatly and often tries to 'think like Meggy' as he puts it when stuck in a pickle
Mario: Out of everyone he has the most grief over the lost of his best friend and sister, because of this it was like a switch was flipped and now he acts more subdued and not as chaotic (think of him as a mix between his memey self and pre-smg4 self) (which deeply disturbs everyone, even Peach surprisingly enough) however he is still the Avatar of the universe so he still gets dragged into insane adventures because of it only with a more subdued attitude and more responsible and smart (again deeply disturbs everyone) he often wonders that if he didn't instigate the anime challenge would none of this have happened? Luigi tries to assist him in processing the grief and guilt and help with his depression but it doesn't seem to be quite working
Desti: she is currently on the hunt for Sephiroths head and to get revenge so she has too much anger right now to process her guilt and grief which can rival even Mario's if not surpass it
Peach: since the fiasco of the anime arc Peach has become more thoughtful to others and careful in her decisions regarding Mario's antics and feels responsible for this mess having happened (she WAS the one responsible placing the ban in the first place) she acts much like her canon self here, everyone has mixed feelings over her however, Saiko especially who personally blames Peach for what she sees as causing the death of her friend Saiko hasn't really expressed this as not to aggravate the others but Peach sorta knows with how often Saiko shoots the Stink Eye at her
And that's about it now onto the au itself
During Splatoon 3's story mode (or at least this universe's version of it) the NSS find themselves stalked by a cat-like creature covered in scars and brown fur
(honestly they wouldn't really have noticed if not for Captain 3 halting everyone from moving pointing out that they were being watched by something and ironically enough the thing showed itself) shockingly though it began to smother Captain 3 with affection and purring like crazy much to Paige's annoyance and confusion and Callie and Marie's amusement
Callie: hehehe, it looks like it likes you captain
Paige being smothered with affection furiously by a purring cat creature: I am aware of that agent 1- HEY NO LICKING!!
Anyways now the NSS has this weird ass cat thing that's very clingy to their captain (the amount of black mail Andi has now is insane) and seems to have grown a liking to Andi as well ironically enough and ends up helping in the space battle quite a lot
Meanwhile as this is happening harbor and 8 end up helping Desti who was on the back ropes to defeat Sephiroth (much to her reluctance and stubbornness) and ends up taking her back to homebase cause 1. Cuttlefish were worried sick about her and 2. They ain't letting her disappear for several months again and it's here where they find out about the giant cat monster thing that the NSS have came to call Fuzzball instead of Subject 001 (which was the codename Mr. Grizz gave her) who takes an extreme liking to Desti MUCH to her confusion
Desti being cuddled to death by Fuzzball: what the fu-
Paige covered in orangey brown fur: you get used to it
Anyways something something the NSS and the smg4 crew have they're monthly meet up with a giant fuzzy cat thing in tow and because of E. Gadd shenanigans they find out that Fuzzball is actually Meggy *insert moment of disbelief and tear it filled moment here along with a bunch of reactions*
So anyways thanks to a combination of E. Gadd, the NSS, some help from Marina's memeverse and memery fuckery cause why tf not, they are able to find a cure for fuzzification for both the affected octarians and Meggy
But because of how long she's been trapped in Grizzco. and how long she's been experimented they weren't able to cure her all the way so now she's a cat bear squid human thing but that's just fine by the gang because they'll always love Meggy no matter what and BOY did they miss her
Bonus Megdesti:
#what-if fuzz au#fuzzy meggy au#fuzzy meggy#meggy smg4#meggy spletzer#smg4 mario#smg4 luigi#smg4 tari#smg4 desti#the anime arc#smg4 what if#the glitchy gang#mr. grizz#fuzzy ooze#grizzco#paige spletzer#new squidbeak splatoon#andi finn#megdesti#meggy x desti#desti x meggy
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AHH ABOUT YOUR POST WITH THE CARMINE AND KIERAN EDITS.
IM SO CURIOUS ABOUT THEIR STORY.. SO im guessing carmine is fezendipiti and kieran is pecharunt..? is this an au where they ARE the pokemon or just... like corrupted by them ? idk. and wheres the other two :000
FKJLDSLKF I AM SO INTRIUGED. I WANT THE LORE IF YA HAVE ANY TO GIVE🥺
OMG FIRST ASK! YIPPIE! *bursts with happiness*
Ok so:
The untold story of Pecharunt happens but Fezandipiti uses its last bit of strength and takes Pecharunt to the crystal pool for safety. In there, their wish was to be reborn together. So Fezandipiti is reborn into Carmine and Pecharunt is reborn as Kieran. Up till the Teal Mask events, their lives are normal but the personalities in Teal Mask are nothing but a front. Pecharunt almost forgets about Ogerpon till the story is retold. ('Kieran' feeling a ping of guilt cause he didn't want Ogerpon's human partner to die.) So when Ogerpon and Florian plan to get the masks from the hall, Kieran and Carmine beat them to it(moreso Carmine as he uses his special mist to charm the town), and Kieran gets mad at Carmine for executing the plan too early. Florian and Ogerpon find the two with the masks and confront them. Ogerpon then realizes that 'Kieran' and 'Carmine' are Pecharunt and Fezandipiti. Florian fights them and gets the masks back. Kieran just hums and tells the two to wait for a bit. As a token of apology to Ogerpon, Kieran tells the true tale of Ogerpon but doesn't reveal his and Carmine's true identities to the town. He knows the risks but at this point, Kieran knew too much time has passed and sees no point in stealing the masks anymore....however, what Florian said to Kieran drives the other angry yet he also becomes infatuated with Florian, as his desire to be loved coming back like a storm...he hates just how weak he is in his human form so he goes back to Blueberry Acadamy and becomes champion, just like in canon. He also trains with his Pokemon to be able to use his chains more and more. Over time Fezandipiti gets visually worried so he tries his best to get Pecharunt to stop this nonsense but fails. Pecharunt wants not only to beat Florian but make the human his 'most prized treasure'.Kieran tries to make his moves on Florian at night, as to avoid any suspicious/unwelcome interruptions with a calm demeanor and slight insanity, Florian resists but struggles while doing so. Of course, Pecharunt loses to Florian and just...gives up altogether (Taking the break)but gets called by the director along with Fezandipiti. Since their identities as Pokemon were revealed, the director asks them what will they do. Both just agree to keep living as humans and keep attending the academy. The director is hesitant but seeing as they didn't really break any major rules, allows them to roam the academic grounds. The elite 4 are really scared of Kieran after that but eventually, warm up to him again. (Except for Drayton, their rivalry remains). Kieran just does his own thing and gets jealous when Fezandipiti admits she's in love with Amarys(The steel-type elite 4) and begins to date her. He wishes he could have Florian but knows he's selfish and can't have it all so he just minds his own business.
Still tryna to figure out how the second half of the Indigo Disk(The trip to the deeper part of area Zero with Terapagos)will play out in this AU.
I can't wait to draw/write the story to the best of my abilities and I hope you look forward to it! Some things may change in the future but only time can tell really.
#pokemon kieran#pokemon fezandipiti#pokemon violet#pokemon carmine#pokemon pecharunt#scarlet and violet#pokemon teal mask#pokemon indigo disk
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Farscape rewatch: Liars Guns and Money - 2x19-2x21 - meta part the first...
Liars, Guns and Money is my second favorite multiparter in all of Farscape, behind only We Are Screwed in season 4. Interestingly, they both involve Crichton on the ragged edge of sanity and a rescue of one member of the OTP by the other, willing to do anything it takes.
In LGM it's Aeryn willing to do anything (including offering anything (by implication herself)) to get Crais to help to rescue John. In WASS it's John selling his soul to Scorpius. And of course, the insanity in LGM is literal but in WASS it's because John derails utterly when Aeryn is in danger.
Before I get to character interactions, I want to mention how much I love the set design for these eps. The gorgeous golds and deep reds, and misty greys?
Crichton has a huge self-sacrificial complex. When Scorpius offers to give back D'Argo's son in exchange for Crichton, he has no idea how effective a carrot he is dangling in front of John (and Scorpius never truly learns, does he, perhaps because he’s hampered by the fact that he’d sacrifice himself for nobody. He is hoping for D’Argo to turn John over, he’s not thinking Crichton would do it himself.)
It's Crichton's own private way of self-destructing. He is, in a lot of ways, walking with so much guilt (because he cannot reconcile what he had become with his inner moral compass of his upbringing) and in a way the only value he sees is as 'victim' to other. Part of the reason he latches on to Aeryn so desperately is because of that same sense of guilt and nullity. She is his one link to sanity: I love the scene in the depository where he is completely losing it and he grabs her and desperately kisses her, as if she is his long drink of water, as if doing so clears his head.
And he tries to tell her about his feelings but also about Scorpius, and he’s falling apart so hard and it’s painful to watch.
This is so Aeryn btw...and so John.
It’s actually a funny exchange that turns heartbreaking later on, as so many Farscape jokes tend to, when she really is ready to kill him later if that is the best outcome:
And even more horrifyingly, John actually ends up begging to be killed at the end of the three parter, something he was trying to avoid becoming the most he is hoping for and still beyond him:
https://dangermousie.tumblr.com/post/723680562432376832/still-sorting-through-my-million-caps-and-thoughts
I love how his love for Aeryn helps him navigate both trauma and insanity. In practical ways - like when he cannot coat Scorpius’ rods with explosives because the chip is fighting him, she does it for him but also in more intangible ways. Aeryn is the only one who is important enough to get through (of course when, as in DMD, even she finally cannot, that is when tragedy occurs). And that is true in later seasons, no matter how obsessed or catatonically destroyed he becomes (I am thinking of the end of PKW when it's Aeryn and his child who bring him out).
Oh, and that scene when he desperately and incoherently wants to tell her how he feels. Because he can feel his inner self slipping and it feels as if it's almost the last chance. And she tells him he doesn't have to say it and his face where this is no comfort but a disappointment because he wanted to so badly.
And the end of that part 1, kills me...when he tells her, so quietly and stumblingly, sounding so incredibly vulnerable 'I meant what I said...didn't say' (and he’s not even trying to say what it is, he’s beyond that) and she says she knows and it’s gentle and he is actually at peace with that now because this time he can process that she really does know. And she pulls his head down and puts it on her shoulder (this is such a their thing, he did it to her earlier; and I can’t tell you how much I needed the scene have that moment of touch-comfort at that moment). He is this beautiful broken thing, so far from what he started as but for a brief moment at peace.
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I am denial, guilt, and fear (and I control you)
Summary: there are good nights and bad nights in the mountains, turns out there's a similar cadence to how they show up even after he's back with his brothers
Warnings: angst, check Ao3 port for full tags
Authors Note: I went insane over the idea that John wrote songs about his brothers while he was out in the mountains, said idea spawned by the fucking epic @ohposhers who draws lots of good art and you should go check it out. title from Mr. Self Destruct by Nine Inch Nails. hope ya'll enjoy and if you do please consider dropping a reblog or checking the ao3 port
He hasn't exactly written any songs since he left BroZone to go be alone in the mountains, but it's a bad night, and this pit of guilt has knotted itself into his gut once more. He feels nauseated with himself for leaving his brothers and he was sure that stopped many years ago, sometime after he found Rhonda.
Sadly, Rhonda no longer counts to fit that empty little brother shaped space because she's his van now. She didn't really fit that little brother role very good anyways, she's more like his daughter whenever he really thinks about it.
Which he doesn't do very often, think about what he's become and how he adapts. He's usually too caught up on whether or not he'll find dinner, or if he'll catch some sweet slopes after a snow fall. He's usually more focused on keeping Rhonda well fed and making sure she's pleased as punch. He likes to make sure he absolutely doesn't have any time to think about his brothers or his past.
But he can't do anything to distract himself tonight, coming out of a fight with a wild animal that was supposed to be sedated doesn't leave a lot of stuff in your head aside from adrenaline. And the small little patches of pain and scratches that he's disinfecting, those are also on his mind. Otherwise it's empty, not focusing on much of anything and he knows where his train of thought will lead him so he tries to avoid it.
He fails, he fails to avoid thinking of his brothers and tonight he can't just cry himself to sleep because the sun is just barely setting. He'll be up while it's still dark out if he succeeds in passing out which he'd like to avoid. So he pours himself a mug of tea, dried berries and mint leaves, and starts looking for his ash tray. He'll just get a little bit high, that should take his mind off things, or make it so much worse, he's not quite sure. Smoking ring pop dust like it's weed is always a fifty fifty on whether or not he'll come down from his high feeling okay or lost in the mountains unable to find his way back for a considerable while.
He does find it, but all that remains are the ashes and a couple cigarette butts he just knows aren't gonna cut it. He gives this long aggravated sound before throwing open his closet and pulling out a very important memento from the before times. From before he left, from before BroZone, from before Branch was born, the guitar his parents gave him when he wasn't even thirteen. It's scratched, it's banged up, but it still works which is really what matters right now.
"Do I still got it," It's a mutter really, strumming the cords of his guitar, still almost perfectly tuned, but just close enough. It doesn't need to be perfect anymore, it just needs to get the job done.
Before he knows it he has paper splayed out in front of him, words and musical notes written atop them, each labeled with a brothers name. He doesn't know why he's doing this, but he is. It eases the guilt in his core, it takes his mind off the animal attack he just survived, it tears away this sheet of denial. Picks away the facade that he's fine, pulls apart the notions of him being over it, holds open his chest and reminds him he still has soft insides despite the roughness the mountains have conditioned him into.
Writing songs about his brothers, some of the lyrics don't rhyme, most of them don't actually. They just match the advances the guitar brings with the tune, the intensity gathers as it crescendos. He'll have to rename them later, so he can tell himself he wrote them for fun instead of this all consuming guilt and regret. He was sure he killed off said emotions many years ago, but apparently he didn't, and they've returned to rear their ugly heads once more.
So he writes and he plays and eventually he finds himself crying, that tight twist in his in his stomach migrates to his chest until it's unraveling. He hasn't sung in a while either, but he does so regardless, words spilling out of his mouth even though he intended to just write them and never say them. Never let out what's been boiling up for the past god knows how many years, but it's nice, working his voice and just getting it out.
He plays well into the night.
-/-/-/-
It's been three months since John Dory got his brothers back, and they spend most of their time in Branch's bunker (except for Bruce, father of thirteen) and John spends most of his time in Rhonda. He can't help it, old habits die hard, but he does spend the days with his brothers at the very least. They let him stick around for board games and he gladly plays, and even though he loses he appreciates it regardless because his brothers want him around.
But, he doesn't want himself to be around.
He ruined everything twenty years, whose to say he won't do it again? On purpose or accident he doesn't want to lose his brothers again (he doesn't know that despite everything they don't want to lose him either). He'll fuck it up again, he'll do something stupid and they'll leave him unless he leaves them first. His brothers that he just got back, his brothers that he's missed and been isolated for so fucking long that it makes his chest ache just to see two of them in the same room.
He needs to leave before he breaks their harmony again, a harmony of four is still a harmony. But if he's gonna do that then he at least needs to leave them something so they know he's doing it because he loves them. He's doing it for their own good and he'll go rot alone in a mountain for another twenty years if that's the price he needs to pay so they can be happy. So they can be happy without him because he sees it a lot more clearly now, they weren't happy with him all those years ago. He just made everything worse, his need for perfection, his need for the perfect family harmony, his need for the band to work out- he fucked it all up.
He really hates himself for doing what he's doing, but he has copies, it'll be fine. He never wanted them to know about the songs he wrote for them, about them, he wrote those songs over the memory of them and they're so visceral no one should have to read them. But it's the only thing he can think of to leave in place of himself, so they'll have a memory of him in his absence.
He gives brief skims of each sheet as he returns down the elevator of Branch's bunker, guitar slung over his shoulder so he can get a sense of how the chords will sound if they play said songs. They all sleep like bricks (even Clay which is a shocker considering how constant of a vigil the putt putt Trolls had going on), he can get away with a couple strums without any of them noticing and maybe even a few muttered lyrics. He needs to rework the one for Bruce more than any of the other ones, rewrite the name if it ever pops up for starters.
He finds himself sitting on a stool beside Branch's kitchen counter, scratching out words and rewriting them. He's getting too wrapped up in this. This was supposed to be a quick little in and out operation. But nope, he's stuck reworking Bruce's song so it seems sincere, he wants them to have a good memory of him. Not an oddly tainted one like they did for the last twenty years, if he's gonna end up making the same mistakes he'll at least try to avoid that one.
"John Dory, it's eleven PM,"
It's Bruce, the voice is groggy and coming from behind the teal Troll who spins on the stool to face his younger brother.
"It's when I do my best writing," A lie, a partial lie at least, enough truth to make it sound true. His nervousness comes off clear on his voice and it is very clear that Bruce is seeing directly through his bullshit.
He takes a couple steps forward and watches with John's reaction with rapt attent, the scuffle to hide something. He acts like he doesn't see it, "What's with the guitar?"
"Oh, this old thing?" He holds it up very, very carefully, "I got tired, thought I'd strum out some tunes to try and get back in a sleeping mood."
"I thought you quit making music for the last twenty years," Bruce countered with, he'll build to what's on the counter, ease his oldest brother into it. That's how it works with his kids, just calm them down from the panic and they'll tell him anything. He presumes it'll work the same for a fully grown Troll who couldn't emotionally mature past the age of seventeen out in the woods.
"Hard to forget how to play guitar, it's part of me," John said, the anxious edge slowly disappearing. Fucking Bruce, he thought only Floyd had that magical ability to calm people down, apparently not. And if he's unlucky he'll end up pliable enough and tell Bruce everything, by accident of course, not because he's been bottling it up for twenty years and needs someone to hold onto him while he cries-
Hey now, that's a pretty big jump, he cried plenty when he was out in the woods.
"And," Bruce takes a seat beside John before reaching for the papers. There isn't any recoil and he distantly wonders if this is a trap, but it isn't. As much as John Dory can be a dick, he wouldn't be a dick at this hour, "What about these?"
"Songs, wrote 'em while I was in the mountains," He half lied, although he wouldn't call it lying, just telling half of the truth. Bruce already has the papers, he'll know what's actually going on soon enough. John can feel his chest constricting again, he's not making out of this one alive.
Bruce places them back down, he's not gonna violate John's privacy any further, "How was it out there anyways?"
"I- to be honest it was kind of boring after I found Rhonda, my lovely daughter," John answered with, making sure to cut himself short. He gave just enough for Bruce to push further, to pry him open because John sure as hell isn't spilling it without incentive.
"No stories to tell me that you don't wanna subject Branch too?" Bruce teased.
There's this long sigh and the knot in his chest starts to come undone, pressure starting to build in the back of his eyes, "I really missed you guys, I thought I'd never see any of you again I kind of thought some of you might've died. And hell Floyd nearly did die, we nearly died trying to save him," He takes a shuddering breath and he just knows that he's probably crying just a little bit, "What a mess."
Bruce doesn't even know what to say, a part of him was sure John Dory was untouchable in terms of emotional hurt, a part of him knew nobody was untouchable. But he was the younger brother, he idolized John for a short period of time and turns out that he still hasn't beaten it all down. He just spreads his arms, "Do you want a hug?"
John doesn't even answer, he lurches forward, fully slumped against Bruce and just crying. He hasn't cried in the arms of literally anyone in far too long, he can barely form a sentence, it's almost pathetic. But Bruce just holds tight and doesn't let go and it grounds John into reality, into the reality he was planning on running away from.
He can't believe he'd ever do that, run away from his brothers again, go be alone in the mountains ago. It fucking wrecked him last time and now he's trying to willingly surrender himself back to a place where the only control he holds is where he goes. He's never been more glad to have a brother in his entire life, even when he pulls back he's still sniffling just a bit.
"Feel better?" Bruce asked quietly.
John laughed, "Oh absolutely not, it helped but I think a dad hug isn't gonna cut it this time around," He reaches for the papers, the one for Bruce. As much as he wants to shut up and go to sleep he keeps talking because he knows he won't reach this momentum again for a long time, "When I was in the mountains I really missed you guys right? And I was writing songs you know, busted out the old guitar and some pencil 'n paper."
Bruce is handed the paper and he's cautious to read it.
"Wrote songs about you guys, try and take the edge off," John admitted quietly, "They're kind of bad, and old, and I was going to leave so I thought I'd leave them behind 'in my memory' or whatever but then I got caught up fixing mistakes."
"You were going to leave?!" It's a lot louder than he intended and panic is quick to blossom across John's expression.
"Shut it! Or just, be quiet, I've changed my mind," John said, "But, no one else is allowed to know about this."
"They'll be flattered to hear you wrote songs about them," Bruce said.
"Yeah, and no one was supposed to learn about those songs unless I died or disappeared which backfired big time, so don't tell anyone," John practically demanded.
Bruce held out a paw, "I won't tell," he swiped it away when John went to shake it, "If you spend more time with your family."
"Fine, I'll spend more time with you guys," John agreed, Bruce placed his paw into John's they shook on it.
There's this small, comfortable beat of silence.
"Love you bro, we all do,"
John doesn't really believe Bruce, not entirely, but he says it back, "Love you too man."
#trolls#trolls fanfic#trolls band together#john dory trolls#bruce trolls#writing#fanfic#fanfiction#trolls fandom is literally so nice. no amount of fics will ever explain how much gratitude and 'holy shit theyre talking to me' i experienc#and i experience it frequently. like. cool artist/fic writer liek my fic? *spontaneously combusts* but fr tho ya'll are great.
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