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pillow-princess-diaries · 6 months

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𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚞𝚢𝚊! 𝚇 𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Summary: your boyfriend has a dark secret; and now the cat’s out if the bag.

Pairing: Serial-Killer-Chuuya! X Fem!reader

Tw: murder?? Kinda graphic gore i think? Blood, cunnilingus, safe sex, use of a ribbed condom,dirty talk (psycho is used) after care! (Pls lmk if i missed anything!)

W/C: 1.3k

A/N: Hi There!! Here’s a little chuuya piece because this man lives in my head rent-fuxking-free! Thank you to @chuuyassluttychoker @falloutjuli and @sapphic-serenade for feedback🥰 ilyall frr

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Serial killer chuuya! Who was fully in love with you the moment he saw you

Serial killer chuuya! Who carves out love notes to you across the flesh of his victims

Serial killer chuuya! Who lives out his darkest fantasies with his victims,who imagines you watching as he kills the people who so much as inconvenience you

Serial killer chuuya! Who loves the feeling of holding a life in the palm of his hands and snuffing it out just as easily,but could never even fathom hurting you.

Serial killer chuuya! Who wants you by his side as he kills,he’ll teach u to hold a knife and shoot a gun,he just wants you by his side when he’s at his highest.

Serial killer chuuya! Who treats you like you’re an angel and practically worships the ground you walk on,who’s so devoted to you that if you asked him to kill himself,he would.

Serial killer chuuya! Who tries to keep his clothes clean,to ease your conscience and not raise suspicion. He loves you and would never want you to worry or stress. Perfection is what you deserve, and so a perfect boyfriend is what he’ll be!

Serial killer chuuya! Who goes absolute apeshit on the man who harassed you when you were out with your girlfriends. That bastard thinks he can mess with his doll????? His princess??? Not while he has any say in it!

Serial killer chuuya! Who slowly disects the man antemortem so he feels every second of it,images of your tortured and broken body and blood curdling screams for help driving his anger,ofc none of that happened,but he’s such an over-thinker when it comes to you that the worst case scenarios cross his mind.

Serial killer chuuya! Who enters a sort of trance as he literally rips the man to shreds,he isnt in the alleyway anymore,he’s in a dark room and your beaten and dead body is beside him.your screams for help,for him, playing in his mind like a broken record. How could he let this happen?

Serial killer chuuya! Who cuts the mans chest open and gently pulls at his heart. Who makes sure his victim is still just conscience enough to feel it before he rips the bastard’s heart from his chest,crushing it in his palm and getting blood everywhere.

Serial killer chuuya! Who looks over at your dead body and rushes to you,the blood of your killer now staining your face as he holds you,cradling you in his arms.

Serial killer chuuya! Who lets out the most blood curdling scream of sorrow,melancholy and grief ever heard to mankind,who rocks back and forth and hold you close,his angel now gone back to her kind.

Serial killer chuuya! Who’s broken out of his trance when he feels a hand on his cheek and hears a voice in his ear.

Serial killer chuuya! Who looks up to see you,alive.He’s not in the dark room and you’re not dead.

Serial killer chuuya! Who notices the look of concern in your eyes and then remembers what he was doing,who instantly goes into a panic and starts making excuses just to be silenced by your, “chuu,are you okay?”

Serial killer chuuya! who stands up and pulls you into a kiss,which you eagerly return. Who finally gathers his bearings before saying, “i-i- can explain.”

Serial killer chuuya! Who is caught off guard when you hold his cheek and tell him it’s okay,That you’ve known for a while and dont mind.

Serial killer chuuya!who asks you how you could love a ‘monster’ like him,and almosts melts when you reply, “well,every beast needs his beauty”

Serial killer chuuya! Who picks you up and practically flies you to your shared apartment before entering via the window and then promptly throwing you onto the plush mattress.

Serial killer chuuya! Who answers your puzzles look with a simple “gotta treat my girl for bein’ so good to me,tonight it’s you I’m making scream, angel”

Serial killer chuuya! Who quickly discards his clothes before climbing onto the bed,still covered in blood,ready to fuck you senseless;who looks up at you from his place between your legs for permission,he’d never do anything you didnt want him to!

Serial killer chuuya! Who,the moment he registers your little nod,dives into your pussy,laughing as he notices just how wet you’d become.

Serial killer chuuya! who says,nose against your folds, “looks like my angel’s just as fucked up as me~ did seeing me murdering that bastard turn you on you fuckin psycho”

Serial killer chuuya! Who doesn’t wait for you to answer before he dives back in,his tongue snaking up your wet pussy,lapping up your juices and sucking on your clit,abusing the little nub with how hard he’s going

Serial killer chuuya! who makes you cum just with that,and taking all your slick in without hesitation,when he looks up at you, your release is dribbling down his chin and the lower half of his face is a mess! But you’d be damned if the sight didnt make you moan.

Serial killer chuuya! Who climbs up on top of you,his bloody fingers lifting your clothes up off your body before he feels you up,cupping your tits and gettin blood all over you.

Serial killer chuuya! Who looks down at his leaky shaft and smirks as he rubs his tip along your folds,teasing you,until you BEG

Serial killer chuuya! Who lets you beg for a second before thrusting into your wet hole,who relishes in the feeling of you squeezing his cock and hearing Your sweet whines and moans as he goes deeper and deeper till he’s balls deep,buried to the hilt.

Serial killer chuuya! Who locks you in a mating press,watching as your eyes screw shut,as you moan his name and as your tits bounce with the force of his thrusts.

Serial killer chuuya! Who pulls out just to rut right back into you and pulls out momentarily again to put on a ribbed condom. He isn’t gonna be irresponsible just because he’s horny!

Serial killer chuuya! Who slowly inserts himself back in before fucking you senseless, the speed of his thrusts,combined with the texture of the condom and his expert directing of said thrusts,making you see stars and taking away your ability to speak.

Serial killer chuuya! Who makes you cum a minimum of 4 times before even considering stopping, he’s cum just as much and while you’d love to feel his hot,sticky release coating your walls,he cant risk you getting pregnant, not when he is the way he is.

Serial killer chuuya! Who finally pulls out for the last time and discards the condom before picking you up,bridal style and carrying you to your bathtub,running a bath for you with all your favorite bath-bombs,aroma oils and soaps.

Serial killer chuuya! who washes both you and himseld clean,the water turning a rusty red as you’re both cleansed of the evidence of his crimes.

Serial killer chuuya! who gently dries your hair and body before doing his own and giving you your favorite t-shirt of his.He get’s into his shorts and sleep shirt, changing the sheets to some fresh new ones before laying you down and climbing in beside you,spooning you and snuggling close.

Serial killer chuuya! Who buries his face in the crook of your neck,leaving little butterfly kisses and whispering how you’re too good for him and how he’ll never EVER let anyone hurt you.

Serial killer chuuya! Who can kill like it’s his passion and torture like it’s a game,but who could never hurt you even if he tried and who’d sell his soul to see you happy.

Serial killer chuuya! Who love’s you like a song,keeps you like an oath and is the beast to your beauty.

And finally, serial killer chuuya! Who hopes that just like in the story,you’ll be the one to break his curse, and free him of his sins.

Tag List: @sapphic-serenade @diagonal-queen

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beanghostprincess · 5 months

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I really loved your hc about Sanji meeting Yassop and Usopp meeting Zeff and I start to think about like-

What about this with Zosan, Lusan and Lawsan?? This will be SO funny and perfect-

Just hear me: (and yes, this will be with our queen Trans!Fem Sanji)

Mihawk and Zoro going to a dinner with Sanji and Zeff because both want to know their child partner

Shanks going to Baratie 'cause Luffy insisted, and Sanji going too just to say a 'hello!' to her father and properly give the notice she's dating her captain (Luffy forgot to tell this to Shanks and he just discover he was knowing the father of his son's girlfriend when they already are in Baratie)

Law going because Sanji wanted him to know Zeff, and even hating to interact too much, he acepts because he knows how much this mean to her

And like, how you think they will react about the thing of Zeff eating his own FUCKING leg??

Okay, this is really funny- The chaos. Just imagine the chaos. Gonna try to put my thoughts into words (<- Literally a fucking writer. I'm just tired today don't blame me).

Please assume the OP world here is exactly the same but Mihawk and Shanks actually raised Zoro and Luffy. Somehow. Don't ask me how. They see them as their fathers. Zeff and Sanji's story is still the same because they're canonically family lmao. And also Transfem!Sanji as you said btw bc I love my princess.

─┉┈◈Zosan◈┈┉

The thing about Mihawk and Zoro going to a dinner with them is that Zoro and Sanji would try to behave but they would end up arguing in front of them anyway because that's just how they are and Mihawk and Zeff would end up talking alone about them tbh. Zeff offers Mihawk one of his best wines and Mihawk is- Well, you already know how Mihawk is. Their conversation is pretty polite but they keep drinking while the other two are in the background fighting for some meaningless bullshit like: "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO GET HERE FIFTEEN MINUTES AGO, STUPID MOSSHEAD" / "OKAY SO IT'S MY FAULT THAT THE SEA IS VERY ROUGH TODAY AND THE SHIP ALMOST SINKS" / "LIAR!! I'M SURE YOU JUST GOT LOST".

And it's uhhh chaotic. But there's passion and Sanji is mad because she cares about him meeting Zeff and Zoro is frustrated but actually trying to calm down. Zeff and Mihawk are very fond of tough love and passionate couples so these two fighting just means they have strong feelings for each other. However, they end up making up and sitting down with their fathers while they tell anecdotes and try to get to know each other better. Mihawk and Zeff are intimidating af and I'm like 100% sure that Zoro would be scared of Zeff at some point bc he would look at him with that look of "If you hurt my daughter I'm killing you" and Zoro is, for once in his life, scared of a cook. Then that silly topic of "Oh, yes, I ate my own leg to save this little shit of a daughter from starving to death" comes up.

Zoro almost chokes on his food and Mihawk stares at Zeff for a while, looks down at his leg, squints his eyes at him and says: It certainly is a really admirable doing. And just out of mere curiosity, was it good-

Zeff: A little bit of seasoning and less pain would've helped

Sanji: DAD, WHAT THE FUCK

Zoro: Curly, you didn't tell me your dad was cool

Sanji: OH, YES, EXCUSE ME MOSSHEAD FOR NOT TELLING EVERYONE ABOUT MY DAD EATING HIS OWN FUCKING LEG

Mihawk: I say admirable doing because you just met her, right? I would not have done something like this for this bastard right here

Zoro: Thanks, dad

Mihawk: You're welcome I let you and Princess stay with me, don't push it

Sanji: Who's Princess?

Zoro: My sister

Sanji: YOU HAVE A SISTER?

Mihawk: Zoro, you didn't tell your girlfriend about Perona?

Zoro: I forgot

Sanji: I'm going to murder you

And basically, long story short, the night ends pretty well to Sanji's surprise. Mihawk is very nice and polite to her even if he looks pretty dark and edgy, and Sanji can't believe that man raised an idiot like her boyfriend. Then we have Zeff, who shakes Zoro's hand so hard it hurts and whispers in his ear all the atrocities he would do to him if he hurt his precious princess. Things that won't happen, of course. That's why that 'would' is there. But still, he tells him anyway. Just in case.

─┉┈◈Lusan◈┈┉

When Luffy tells Shanks to go to the Baratie together, he doesn't hesitate to say yes because who would refuse to go there? What kind of pirate would he be? Sanji is already there because she decided to go a bit earlier, so Shanks instantly assumes he's just going to have lunch with his son in a very nice place and see Zeff again after a long time. When they get to the Baratie and see that Sanji is there too, Shanks assumes Sanji just stopped by too. A coincidence. He already knows that's Zeff's daughter, btw.

But then Luffy does that thing he always does, running towards someone he loves and hugging them tightly with his legs wrapped around them. And Shanks is just like "Oh, well, that's his usual behavior and he's just greeting his cook" but then they kiss and it's uh, confusing. So Shanks asks what's going on and Sanji is all like "Please, don't tell me you didn't mention this to Shanks" and Luffy just shrugs, turns around, and says "Dad, I'm dating Sanji!" then looks at his cook again smiling and Sanji sighs: "And you obviously didn't tell him this was supposed to be a thing so our dads could talk-"

Shanks: Fuck, am I meeting your dad now? Like, actually meeting him as your boyfriend's dad? That's not- Hey, Anchor, you did not mention this.

Luffy: I'm sorry! But Zeff is reaaaaally amazing!

Shanks: I am well aware that he's amazing but you need to warn me first about this stuff.

Luffy: What? It's just dad stuff-

Shanks: I AM NOT GOOD AT DAD STUFF

Then Zeff appears and Shanks tries to act like a normal father for once (he can't. He fails. It doesn't work) and they actually end up having a pretty calm and fun dinner once he relaxes, remembering that Zeff has always been cool. Luffy is extremely clingy with Sanji, a thing that Shanks already knew but never guessed it was because of them dating. And now that he sees it from a different perspective, it is clear that they're in love, even if Sanji won't stop trying to push the kid away because he's obsessed with sitting close to her and eating food from her hands and things like that. Little shit has a more stable love life than him. That's depressing.

Their laughter and joyful voices fill the whole empty restaurant and Shanks and Zeff are already a bit drunk while Sanji is dragged by Luffy to sit on his lap. And it would be embarrassing but it's not like their dads are looking at them, too caught up in their own anecdotes and stories.

Then Shanks asks how Zeff met Sanji because he knows that's not his biological daughter. He remembers Zeff telling him about his little princess years ago when Sanji was still at the Baratie and Shanks stopped by to eat with his crew. And of course, Zeff explains what happened. Their shared dream and everything. Luffy isn't really listening because he already knows the story and is too focused on his girlfriend right now. Zeff tells them about the leg thing, and Shanks starts laughing so, so fucking loud and hysterically:

Shanks: I DID THAT TOO

Zeff: You did what, too?

Shanks: Don't you notice something missing? Perhaps on the left side of my torso? There hanging? Well- Nothing hanging, actually

Zeff: You did not-

Shanks: I did not, but I lost this useless thingy saving this bastard right here

Sanji: You said you're not good at dad stuff but that's a pretty dad thing to do, huh?

Shanks: I guess so, yeah. We have more things than I thought in common, Red Leg!

Luffy: Except for cooking. Your cooking is awful.

Shanks: My cooking is amazing, Anchor, thank you very much.

Luffy: THAT'S NOT TRUE! YOU ONLY HEATED UP WHAT MAKINO MADE FOR ME

Shanks: But I did a good job!

Anyway, they surprisingly have a very nice and warm meal together without Shanks or Luffy being as chaotic as Sanji thought they'd be. When they're heading out, Zeff just pats Luffy on the shoulder and tells him to take care of his princess and appreciate her food or else he'll make him clean the dishes again but this time for years, quite literally speaking. Shanks sees the couple holding hands when they get out of the restaurant, the redhead staying behind for a second to speak to Zeff. But Shanks is already at that point of drunkness where he starts having a breakdown and he's like "Why does my kid have a girlfriend and my husband left me?????? This is so unfair. They love each other so much, Red Leg, look at them!!!!!!!" and Zeff is like "They're young and stupid too, but they'll grow up. You still haven't. Please get out of my restaurant before you make my onions cry."

─┉┈◈Lawsan◈┈┉

Law doesn't want to meet Zeff, that much is clear. He is not good at meeting new people and even less meeting father figures because God knows he doesn't have a good memory of how his relationship with his dad ended (Rip Cora-san, we miss you). But he goes anyway because Sanji keeps insisting and saying that it's important to her, and of course, Law can't say no to her. Well, actually Sanji just tells him that if he comes with her to the Baratie, she'll wear the Soba-Mask suit (Stealth Black or whatever, Sanji refuses to say those words so-) again for him some time and Law accepts almost instantly. Fucking simp.

So they go to the Baratie and Law is dressed in a white shirt and actual, proper, and almost elegant clothes because Bepo said he needed to do it in order to give a good impression, and Law, deep down, just wants Sanji to be happy. And if getting along with her dad will do it, having to deal with this torture for a few hours is worth it.

Sanji keeps telling him not to worry about Zeff because, even if it's a big step in their relationship, her dad is just a bit scary but a good guy, after all. He will like Law once he knows how much he cares about her too! But Law isn't worried about that, he just fucking sucks at social interactions. Free the introvert from having to socialize, please, he just wants to stay with his girlfriend alone and cuddle and infodump about silly little things and comics. This is highly bad for his mental health (getting out and talking to people).

But, well, turns out Zeff is actually a great guy. Even though at first he looks at his daughter intensely and says: "Why the ex shichibukai of all people? This guy looks depressed too. Have you eaten, kid? You look like a starving man. He looks like a starving man, sweetheart. You're not dating an emo bastard who does not eat" and ends up having an argument with Sanji... He's fun to be around, once he settles for feeding Law everything he can cook. And Law isn't complaining but decides not to mention how much he hates bread because he feels that sentence will end up with him dead on the floor.

However, Sanji is the one mentioning that after a while of seeing Law forcing himself to eat bread, rolling her eyes and taking it from his hands to eat it herself. And Zeff is just like "You should've said so earlier, son! Just eat whatever you like. I feed people for them to enjoy the food, goddamnit!" and Law can only nod and keep eating.

And they actually end up getting along when they start talking more and more. Law starts actually laughing and smiling a little bit and Zeff pats him in the back from time to time whenever he mentions stuff he has done with his powers. Zeff just finds that hilarious. And Sanji is happy they're getting along, but extremely embarrassed when Zeff starts talking about her childhood (Law is enjoying every second of this). Then the topic of how Zeff met Sanji is brought up, and Sanji doesn't really want Law to hear it because she didn't tell him about the leg thing. And when he finds out, he's just...

Law: You didn't tell me your dad did that for you

Sanji: It's not something I like to explain, y'know? I kind of feel guilty to this day

Zeff: You're such a cry baby, Eggplant. I already told her countless times I chose to do that and it ended up saving us both! What's the problem?

Sanji: Shut up, old man, you don't get it!

Law: I do get it. The- Uh- Feeling guilty about your dad sacrificing himself. Without Cora-san... I wouldn't be here.

Zeff: Well, kid, I don't know what your father did, but be grateful instead of feeling guilty. I'm sure he's a nice man if he raised somebody who loves my girl this much.

Law: He was a good man, yes. The best. And- I- I do love her. A lot.

Sanji has a moment where she almost cries, but she doesn't!! (She does. She goes to the bathroom and cries).

When they have to go back to the ship, Zeff stops Law and says:

Zeff: You might need to eat more, that much is clear, kid. But you take care of her and that's good enough for me.

Law: Thank yo-

Zeff: But you also strike me as someone who would die for her and even though I do appreciate the effort because I would do the same, don't die on her, got it? And eat more. Eat what she makes, actually. And you also should check if you're celiac.

Law: I'm a doctor. I know I'm not-

Zeff: Then stop bitching around and eat bread like a man, for fuck's sake.

And, you know, Zeff might be a bit intimidating but he is, after all, a good man just like Cora was.

#this was really fun to write #they all love sanji #i love sanji too #and also they're so iwenfjksndf #the lawsan one ended up being kind of sad #but y'know the other two are funny #one piece #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #monkey d luffy #trafalgar d water law #red haired shanks #dracule mihawk #red leg zeff #zosan #lusan #lawsan #that lil bit hint of shuggy bc i can't control myself

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racfoam · 6 months

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A Muggle AU Harrymort fic where Voldemort is a killer (he is in his late 40s/early 50s when the fic happens. I had to push his year of birth forward by 4 decades but if you want me to write Old Man Muggle Voldemort fucking Harry I AM NOT AFRAID BRING IT ON) who killed Harry's parents and 20 years later 21-year-old Harry visits him in jail and he ends up becoming obsessed with her.

Some background info for the scenes below:

1st Scene - First meeting, short sentences.

2nd scene: This is set in the jail when Harry visits Voldemort and gifts him Shakespeare’s Plays Hardcover Book for his birthday. This capybara is absolutely using this fic as an excuse to extend my knowledge on English and classic literature.

3rd scene: At this point, Voldemort has kidnapped Harry and is driving her to the Riddle Manor from London to Yorkshire and there is Forced Marriage, they are married already in this scene.

4th scene: They stop at a petrol station and Harry has a plan to get free. Bcs tumblr is being a little bastard and not letting me paste it, I'll make a post exactly for it. FUCK YOU, TUMBLR.

1st Scene (First Meeting)

He did not look like a killer. Except… Except the eyes. Those were a killer’s eyes.

2nd Scene (Jail Visit)

“What’s your favourite?” asked Voldemort, pulling Harry out of her thoughts. “What?” asked Harry, blinking. “Shakespeare,” he replied calmly. “What’s your favourite play of his?” Harry shrugged. “They were all boring to me, really.” Voldemort chuckled. His long, slender fingers touched the cover of the book, in the exact same spot where Harry's fingers had been holding it a few minutes ago. A slow, fond caress. His cold gaze never strayed from hers.

[Voldemort is wishing his fingers were caressing Harry’s skin rather than the leather cover of the book.]

“I think you’d like A Midsummer Night’s Dream,” said Voldemort, continuing to brush the cover of the thick book. It was making Harry uneasy. His gaze was burning into her. “Because it isn't a tragedy, unlike so many of his works. Some are so dark and morbid, aren't they? And you don’t like tragedies, Harry.”

“There is a scene, where Lysander, who has forgotten Hernia because of a flower juice poured over his eyes, sees her once again, and falls in love with her all over again.” said Voldemort, looking at Harry.

Harry wondered how a man so old could be so beautiful.

3rd Scene (Roadtrip)

It was a dark Bentley Arnage Uncle Vernon would be jealous of. Harry couldn’t truly appreciate it with her right hand handcuffed to the door handle. Harry also couldn’t appreciate the casettes it was playing, either, because she wanted to chuck herself out of the window because it was playing Sweet Caroline. What was worse... Voldemort was singing over it. And the bloody bastard was a bloody good singer. “Sweet Caroline,” sang Voldemort, his silken voice somehow better than Neil Diamond’s, and Harry truly hated thinking it. “Good times never seemed so good...” Voldemort was jolly, smiling broadly, like a man from the 50s celebrating marrying the prettiest girl in town. It was unnerving, chilling the blood in her veins. “Oh, come on, Harry,” said Voldemort, glancing Harry's way with a slightly offended expression when he saw she was glaring at him instead of joining him in singing. “You know this one.” Clenching her jaw, Harry was starting to truly, consciously consider committing first degree murder.

4th Scene (Petrol Station)

Voldemort parked the Bentley beside the petrol pump. He shut off the car engine, pulled out the car key and unbuckled his seatbelt. “Stay here, my dear.” he said, leaning over to place a quick, but nevertheless warm kiss on Harry’s left cheek. By the time Harry registered what happened, Voldemort was opening the doors, closing them shut. The heat of his lips lingered on her cheek, molten hot like venom. Harry leaned her head over the seat, her heart racing. She watched Voldemort move to the petrol container on the left side of the car. It was better not to do anything. He’ll have to go in and pay for the petrol. That’s when Harry will start digging for the key of the handcuffs. Harry watched Voldemort, and he must have noticed it, because he turned his gaze toward her, giving her an ardent, covetous look, the sharpness of his eyes softening, his lips pulling into a charming smile. Harry’s heart performed a sommersault. Flinching, she turned back around, facing forward. Her face felt hot, and there was a burning heat low in her belly. She heard the hum of the petrol as the petrol pump turned on, pouring petrol into the petrol tank of the car. For a while, Harry focused on that, trying to forget the soft lines of Voldemort’s face. Voldemort opened the doors, making Harry jump. “Are you hungry?” he asked her. “No,” replied Harry dully, staring at the shop because she didn’t want to look at Voldemort in that moment. It was the truth. Harry wasn’t having much of an appetite at all. “Do you need to use the bathroom?” “Um,” said Harry awkwardly, because she was feeling her bladder was getting full. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.” Voldemort hummed. “After I pay.” he said, then closed the doors gently. To think such gentle movements and gallant behaviour could shift to monstrous within a blink. Harry watched Voldemort walk into the petrol station store. When the doors closed behind him, Harry started reaching her free left hand toward the storage compartment, but then she saw Voldemort pull out a credit card and swipe it across the card-reader. Fuck. The next second, Harry retracted her hand back to her lap, and the second after that, Voldemort exited the petrol station carrying a plastic bag. Harry’s shoulders slumped in disappointment. Voldemort got back in the car.

“I brought you pads,” he said, much to Harry’s horror, placing the bag in the backseat. He turned on the car and drove to the right, in one of the many empty parking spots, near the bathroom sign. Then, he leaned down and unbuckled Harry’s seatbelt. Harry watched where the key — Fucking hell! Voldemort pulled out the small key of the cuffs from his back pocket, placed it into the lock, and unlocked the cuff. Harry got her right hand away from the open cuff as quickly as she could.

Voldemort got out of the car and opened the doors for Harry, offering her his hand. Harry only put her hand in his because she knew he’d be displeased if she didn’t. His hand was big and surprisingly warm. His long fingers wrapped around her palm, holding her hand tightly, and he helped Harry out of the car, then closed the doors. It was rather warm outside in the summer weather, but nothing serious. They walked, hand-in-hand, to the bathroom section. There wasn't anyone in the women's section. Uncaring, Voldemort stepped in, letting go of Harry’s hand at last and letting her go into the cubicle. Just to be safe — or have an illusion of safety and privacy — Harry locked the doors. She heard Voldemort laugh amusedly, a low sound. Harry quickly did her business, glaring all the while at the doors, flushing red at the awareness Voldemort was on the other side of the doors, listening... Harry couldn’t believe how bad her luck was. The only options she had were to make a run for it now (impossible, she’d need to turn invisible) or steal the keys which were in Voldemort’s back pocket. Harry wanted to smash her head against the wall. Rather death than whatever awaited her with that psychopathic, remorseless murderer. She had to think, and do it fast. Hang on... Pads. “Harry,” said Voldemort coldly, voice darker; it sent chills down her spine, goosebumps along her flesh. “If you’re stalling —” “Um,” said Harry in the most genuine, awkward tone possible.

“I got my period.” A moment of silence. Harry could feel Voldemort’s eyes through the door, and she wondered if he could hear the lie in her voice. “I see.” said Voldemort. Harry smiled at her genius plan. Now Voldemort will have to go back to the car for the pads and Harry can run for it. “Open the doors. I brought one with me.” What kind of creep are you?! Harry thought to scream, but choked it down by a growl. It must have come out as pained (it was pained, but for an entirely different reason, such as this bastard being too thorough!) because she heard Voldemort’s footsteps on the tile. “I won’t enter.” he said, while Harry’s heart raced along with her mind. “I’ll pass it to you.” The plan to run was ruined. Harry doubted she’d get a chance to steal the keys anytime soon before they reached a motel before nightfall, before he... Harry’s breaths quickened, coming out in wheezing, rattling breaths. God. God. God. Why her? She never should have gone there. She never should have stepped foot in that prison. She never should have picked up the phone on the other side of the glass. She never should have bought him that fucking book for his fucking birthday as some fucking kindness. He deserved to rot in there, he deserved to die in there, he was a monster in human form. But Voldemort broke out because of her! Because he wanted her! Because... what had she even done that... What made him... A sniffle broke through Harry’s tumbling thoughts of despair; it belonged to Harry. It was Harry. Harry was sniffling. On the verge of crying. “Harry.” It was his voice. Silken and soft. “I won’t do anything until tonight, as I promised you. Now open the door.” Miserable, Harry got up from the toilet, uncaring for her lack of underwear. Right as she reached for the lock, an epiphany swept over her. Voldemort wanted Harry. It was so simple that Harry felt like laughing. Voldemort wanted Harry. Harry's breaths calmed as sudden realisation swept over her. Any sign of tears vanished. Harry would get those keys even if she had to suck Voldemort off in this bathroom cubicle. Determination burned inside of Harry. Then, she opened the doors, and when Voldemort's hand entered through the gap, holding the pad, Harry grasped his wrist instead, and pulled.

Continuation of 4th scene cus tumblr is a little bitch - This is where Explicit Content is.

#tomarry #tomarrymort #harrymort #female harry potter #muggle au

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peaxhxhair · 7 months

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Hi!!! Can you please write headcanons for Mujin, Taeju and Gangjae crushing on a gn reader? Thank you in advance 💞

A/n: HEYY! Thank you SO SO much for the request!! TO BE HONEST this started off well and ended up with me kinkshaming Gangjae a little bit LMAOOO- Hope you enjoy!<3

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Choi Mujin

I REALLY want to believe he’d lay on his bed and kick his feet like a schoolgirl while thinking about you, but unfortunately that just isn’t the case LMAOO.

He probably wouldn’t admit that he even has a crush.

If he did admit that to himself, he wouldn’t keep it a secret for very long.

NOT good at communication, but will do other things to show his affection. I.e: gift giving.

Once he realizes that he has a crush on you, he’ll become more attentive - focusing on the things you like, things you like to do, etc.

Love Language? Gift giving.

He’ll start buying you things, even if you hadn’t mentioned that you wanted it.

If you call him out on it, he’ll say something like. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop” He doesn’t, but he’ll keep his spending to smaller things - stuff you’d find useful.

Sometimes he’ll call you into his office just so he can see you.

If you ask what he wants, he’ll fumble over his words in an attempt to find an excuse.

If you’re single, he’ll likely just tell you outright that he’s into you. Though, he’d likely do it over text or leave you a nice little letter.

If you already have a partner, he’ll keep it to himself.

WILL consider murdering them, but tries his best not to. If you like them that is.

If your partner is being cruel to you, and it’s clear that you’re scared or unhappy with them - he will kill them. He’ll make it look like an accident though.

He doesn’t want you to think he’ll hurt you.

He’ll follow you with his eyes from across the room - making sure you’re okay.

Not the type of guy to blush, but he’ll get a little uncomfortable when you’re too close to him - adjusting his tie awkwardly.

VERY patient with you.

Will do anything for you.

When he finally gets around to telling you how he feels, he’ll avoid you for a while - worried that you won’t feel the same.

He’ll get so happy when you tell him about your crush on him - though he’ll struggle to show it, not having felt such strong emotions before.

Jung Taeju

I love him but this bastard will not realize he has feelings for you.

Like that scene where they talk about the girl from the shop.

“It’s not like that” Baby, yes it is???

Literally will not even think about it until Mujin is like “you and them are close, right?”

It becomes SO obvious to him once someone else points it out to him.

He’s definitely embarrassed about it.

Avoids you like the fucking plague. You’re in the gym when he wants to be? He was never there.

CANNOT be professional around you.

Mujin thinks it is SO funny??

You two get paired together for tasks because his crush is so obvious.

It’ll be boring tasks like stacking papers; Mujin does NOT trust him in this state.

Extra points if you’re oblivious.

His face will be all red and you’ll be like. “You got a cold or something?”

EXTRA extra points if he’s oblivious to your crush on him.

Bring him lunch on a busy day? He just thinks you’re being nice.

His Love language? Acts of service.

Will silently do your work for you. Even if you’re not struggling with it.

He’ll just do it, and then you’re confused because you have nothing to do.

Sometimes he’ll tell you that he did it for you. Other times he’ll leave you thinking your job is just really easy.

I think that he would struggle to tell you.

You know who would tell you? Mujin would tell you.

He’d tell you casually, but it would probably send you into a frenzy.

If you confront him about it, he’ll get all nervous, but will tell you.

His ears will go all red and he wouldn’t meet your eyes.

When you tell him that you have feelings for him too, he’ll be happy about it, but will be SO awkward around you for the first few days of your relationship.

…Can you tell that he’s my babygirl?

Do Gangjae

Not at all quiet about his crush on you.

If he could, he’d sing it from the rooftops.

Ever seen ‘the next step’? He’s Eldon.

Bonus points if you play hard to get.

WILL BEG??

Literally shameless.

If he asks you out and you reject him, he’ll probably fucking grovel at your feet - on his knees.

Slightly less INSANE if you already have a partner; will probably just get a little upset about it.

Fucking boombox outside of your window type beat.

Your crush on him is probably quite obvious too - you just like seeing him work for you. He’ll keep asking because he knows you like it.

He’ll buy you your favorite flowers and ask “Will you go out with me?” And when you say no, he’ll squeal like a child and huff for a while.

When you finally agree to go out with him, he’d be so quick to kiss you - picking you up and spinning you around.

If he could click his heels together, he totally would.

He probably has a thing for being rejected.

Rejecting him would continue on into your relationship.

You’d reject him and he’ll act all sad and one of your friends will be like “you guys have been dating for two years??”

Will still have the biggest crush on you even while you’re dating.

10x worse if you marry him.

You’d show him your outfit for the day and he’ll be like. “hehe that’s my partner/spouse”

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dailyadventureprompts · 1 year

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Howdy Mr. Dapper! Your ideas for zhuzhing up different gods are always so cool, I was wondering if you had any for Grummsh? Either keeping him as a patron of orcs but losing the evilness, or making him believably evil but not relegating him to one people?

Deity: Gruumsh, God of Grudges

The soldiers let me and my boy through the wall because they thought we’d be useful. Making leather’s foul work but someone’s got to mend their armour and boots. A few years go past and my boy gets bigger, starts looking like he might be a problem, so they start looking for excuses, and they keep finding excuses until they have him on the ground and are beating him to death with the boots I made them.

Ruiner, they have taken my son so let me have this instead: Help me live long enough to slip my knife under their skin, Help me flay every last one of the bastards , Help me give back this pain they’ve given me. I do not want it.

-Grimma, orcish tanner and resistance leader

As much as the kindhearted would like to deny it, there are some hatreds that are holy, some transgressions that can not be forgiven, some hurts that will not ease until they are avenged. These are the province of Gruumsh, the Ruiner, Father of the wronged. Gruumsh is a god to curse by, a god to get you through bitter times, and he lends his strength and fathomless anger to those who have been hard done by. Gruumsh is defined by his symbol of the gouged eye, a wound that will not close forced upon him by enemies yet to be brought to justice.

That justice however does not resemble anything that could be codified in law. Gruumsh is known as the Ruiner because often the ultimate culmination of his worship is just that: the violent obliteration of both his worshipper and those that wronged them, a closed circle of bloodshed and loss that balances the scales through pain.

Adventure Hooks

A storm has driven the party and several other travellers to take shelter in a roadhouse, delaying their days long journey to the next settlement but giving them a chance to get cozy by the fire, maybe trade some gossip with the others. Storytime is however interrupted when a deadman begins hammering at the door, demanding for someone to let him in so that he can wreak vengeance on those that murdered him. Interrogating the dead man through the door reveals that he was making his way towards the inn when set upon by masked figures who robbed him of his possessions and left him dead in a ditch with a prayer to the Ruiner on his lips. Its up to the party to piece together which of their dinner companions might’ve done the deed, or else the revnant is likely to break in, kill them all, and let Gruumsh sort it out.

An orcish noblewoman needs the party’s help in recovering a number of important items stolen from her family’s chapel. She was on the eve of brokering a peace with a rival noble house and putting an end to generations of bloodfued when someone broke in, defaced their altar, and stole several mementos that are not only important to her family but also empowered with a dangerous magic. Most of her people blame thieves, the rival faction, or the disfavour of Gruumsh himself, though if the party search hard enough the evidence may just point them in the direction of her hot blooded younger brother who feels as if he’s yet to prove himself in the family’s ongoing conflict.

An enterprising land baron attempted to oust the local hermit from his land and ended up getting some divine wrath for his trouble, the old crank’s curse bringing down a celestially empowered chimera to harry the baron and rampage across his holdings. Landlords are parasites, and while the party might be tempted to let the beast despite the generous reward he offers, there is also the matter of the other people live on his various tenant farms who’ve been caught in the literal crossfire. Perhaps there’s a more equitable way to end this, especially since killing the beast ( or the hermit, as the landlord subtly entreats) may bring Gruumsh’s wrath down on them.

As with gods like the Allhammer or the Archheart, Gruumsh can be worshipped by any but is most often depicted as an orc, with some myths claiming that the first orcs rose up in legion from the drops of blood spilled from the Ruiner when his eye was first taken. Some of his priests, known as grudgekeepers like to joke that the famed orcish resilience in the face of grievous harm is one of Gruumsh’s favourite gifts, the chance to strike back against your murderer one last time before death comes to claim you.

There are few temples dedicated to the Ruiner, and those do exist often serve as monuments to wrongs so great that could not be avenged. Likewise those devotees who extend their faith into public practice tend to preach to others seeking to memorialize, or to ferment public agitation against some great personal or social injustice that must be corrected. Some societies try to suppress worship of the ruiner, fearing that he incites the same pain he claims to avenge, but in these austere cultures where the mighty may do as they please Gruumsh has little need of temples: his shrines are the bloodstains that can’t be cleaned off the street, his prayers are made in defaced edifices and vulgar words shared between those who suffer.

Signs: Fresh blood remembering old violence, rage so pure it distorts reality, physical cracks in symbols of authority

Symbols: A lone bleeding eye, nails driven into a resilient surface over and over and over again.

Titles: The Ruiner, The Unblinking, He who never sleeps

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#deity #gruumsh #divinity: pain #divinity: rage #divinity: revenge #orc #mystery #undead #low level #mid level #thief #curse #monster hunt

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bonebabbles · 3 months

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Clear Sky is fine compared to this one-dimensional bullshit we made up

"Whataboutism? In MY Warrior Cats?"

It's more likely than you think.

Clear Sky continues to guilt trip his son, whine and cry when a vote doesn't go his way because his victims don't trust his newest lie, and Gray Wing walks off so we can introduced to Slash.

Slash is Evil Foreigner Villain 2. Like One Eye, the narrative function of this character is to serve as our antagonist and make Clear Sky look better in comparison.

Don't think about how Clear Sky is the most vicious character in the series with a CURRENT body count of 3 direct murders (Misty, Bumble, Rainswept Flower), nearly a dozen more under his orders, a few counts of physical assault including smacking a kitten to the ground in anger, and ongoing emotional abuse of his own child. That was all "good intentions," the writers are gonna show you what they think "REAL" evil is!

...being more openly mean about the same exact thing Clear Sky did in Book 3. Hitting a kid for questioning why they're making enemies.

But nonononono guys this is UNIQUELY BAD we swear!!!!!

You can tell because Slash doesn't insist this is for Fern's own good somehow. He's just openly twirling his mustache instead of preparing a speech about self-defense or whatever. Their weakness is that they're "ruled by fear," unlike us Clan cats who are kept together by..... something else i guess.

What ELSE do you even call it, if you're held together by the idea that there's a constant barrage of bloodthirsty foreigners you need to defend yourselves against? Or an abusive tyrant who threatens, beats, or kills you for standing up to him? Or the unfounded belief that you're constantly a hair away from starving to the point where you have to send a domestic abuse victim back to her violent husband?

What do we call that, if not fear?

Isn't "fear" the other half of that dumbfuck "All Living Creatures Are Driven By Fear Or Greed" dichotomy they wrote in the earlier books, to try and barf up some kind of excuse for why Clear Sky skinning random women alive was actually very sympathetic?

You might want to twist this story to say, "Ok well it's saying that Clear Sky USED to be this bad, but hes not now" and id tell you that you're writing fanfiction. That's just not what's on the page. It does not draw that parallel and Clear continues to be a bastard without consequence. Read the shitty arc you keep telling me is actually sooo deep.

Slash and One Eye were inherently bad people. Unlike Clear Sky who's good at coming up with excuses that sound nice.

#Do you fucking realize that Tigerstar has a lower direct body count by his 4th book #And less people were murdered under his orders broadly #Do you understand this #Would these idiots be stanning Tigerstar if he cried about his dad and dead sisters for the whole arc? (yes)#I miss One Eye so bad. I miss him. Please bring him back to me #He had class and he liked to hit Clear Sky #If I have to choke through a pure evil bastard can i at LEAST have one who's camp??#Christ #Dotc hate #Bones reads dotc

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I wish I didn't hate Ed and Stede but here we are I guess

I didn't have time to put a section about this in my review (since it would add another ten minutes onto a fifty minute video hhhhh) but I just gotta take a second and vent about how much I dislike Stede and Ed in season two.

When I watched season two for the first time, I assumed I didn't ship Gentlebeard anymore because I'd...I dunno...gotten bored of the ship or whatever. But when I went back to rewatch season one, I was immediately sucked back into the Ed/Stede jet engine. I loved them through the finale, up until around the middle of season two...at which point I became totally disinterested again.

Even going back through season one clips for this review...the chemistry is soooo strong for me. The only time I got that feeling from season two was like, from the mermaid scene and the finger-stacking scene.

And I honestly think my disinterest stems from the fact that I can't stand Ed and Stede as characters anymore. They're dicks in season one, but ANNOYING dicks in season two, and I guess I just...don't ship characters who make me want to tear my hair out.

In season two, Ed behaves like a petulant five year old with a gun. It's so "say sorry to your friend right now!" "I don't wanna! :(" followed by a stint in the time out chair and a mumbled non-apology. For all of season two, Ed behaves like a spoiled brat, and I really can't stand it.

My friend pointed out that Ed is in a position where he needs to reparent himself. His emotional development likely stopped around the time he killed his dad (when he was still a kid). No one modeled healthy behavior and emotional regulation for Ed past the age of...maybe fifteen? So of course he's gonna behave like a kid. It's gonna be a long road for Ed to learn these regulating strategies as an adult, and I guess...hhhhhh.

None of Ed's trauma excuses Ed from torturing and traumatizing his crew. It feels shitty to find a deeply traumatized character's behavior "annoying," but...I mean. I say this as someone who's experienced suicide ideation myself: Ed isn't real, and I'm not Ed's friend, and so I don't really feel obligated to extend patience and understanding to a fictional construct when that construct spends 90% of his screen time behaving like a stuck up, self-obsessed, capricious, whiny, murderous asshole.

Add season-two-Stede to the mix and CHRIST...Stede—like Ed—was always a dick, but the way he encouraged Lucius to divulge his trauma only to react with cartoonish disgust, cower like a cornered animal, and then flee while begging Lucius to be quiet...

Then Stede decides to veto the crew's decision to ban Ed—their abuser—from the ship ("talk it through as a crew" my ass)...? Oh, and gotta love how Stede-"I've been the cause of death. It changes you"-Bonnet sets a guy on fucking fire and laughs, then kills a bunch of English soldiers with nary a backward glance. Okay. Would've loved some kind of exploration re: that major heel turn, but fine. And then Ed and Stede stand over Izzy's grave—the (mutilated) body of their dear friend and crewmate—and their combined eulogy amounts to "He was tense. Very tense." "Yeah, he was a fucking nightmare. What a guy." How endearing. Season two turned these two bastards (affectionate) into bastards (derogatory) for me and I'm still salty about it. God DAMMIT.

#our flag means death salt #ofmd salt

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Alicent and Rhaenyra as Parents

Ok so a pretty common oppinion is that Rhaenyra is a good, loving mother and that Alicent is a bad, borderline abusive mother. While that reading is understandable, I think a more interesting and accurate one is that both Alicent and Rhaenyra make the same mistakes as their fathers, furthering the cycles of harm in their family.

Viserys is a neglectful, lenient father who seemingly doesn't prepare Rhaenyra to rule. We don't see Viserys mentoring or working with Rhaenyra on political matters, that could have concievably happened in the 10 year time jump, but we don't really see Rhaenyra having the political expertise and confidence that would come with that, mainly she just uses the power of Viserys and the throne to force everyone to do what she wants. Viserys is entirely willing to throw his weight around to that end and ignores all of Rhaenyra's mistakes, most importantly her bastard children (to be clear this isn't a moral failing, it's a political mistake that destabilizes the entire realm).

Otto is a much more controlling father who, while loving in some ways, treats Alicent as a pawn to further their family's political power. He forces her to grow up too quickly and to face hard truths. He tells his teenage daughter that her best friend is going to murder her children, which while a reasonable political read of the situation, is a really painful thing for Alicent to hear.

Both Alicent and Rhaenyra do the same things as their fathers. Rhaenyra never talks to her children about their bastardy, never acknowledges what is obviously true and never helps them learn how to come to terms with their identity besides dismissively telling them that them being Targaryens is all that matters. Alicent on the other hand forces her children to face the realities of their situation and grow up way too soon. She tells Aegon that his half sister is going to kill him and allows or makes him and Heleana marry when Heleana is as young or younger than Alicent was when she married.

Both of these aproaches have problems and benefits. Rhaenyra's kids are seemingly much happier than Alicent's which is good. Aemond and Aegon seem pretty miserable for most of their screen time, but Alicent's kids are far more competent than Rhaenyra's, and have enough of an understanding of the world around them to be nearly competent actors in it.

This all is best shown on Driftmark. Rhaenyra's children don't know how to grieve their father, and Rhaenyra is only telling them to hide it (obviously she can't have her children publicly grieving, but there needs to be a private conversation about that grief and why it's valid even if it can't be public). As such the only way to express it they have is violence, getting into a fight with Aemond. Then when Aemond says the truth aloud, something he knows because he is less sheltered (whether Alicent specifically told him is another question), the only way Jace knows how to respond is to lash out with lethal violence, but even then Aemond is the superior fighter and had the opportunity to brain both Jace and Luke with the rock, something he wasn't quite bloodthirsty enough to do. Then in the aftermath of the eye gouging we again see the vast differences in competence. Jace and Luke are just spectators in that room. The only thing they do of note is voicing the allegation aloud, something that was probably a bad idea, and that made Rhaenyra to go full scorched earth, threatening a 10 or 11 year old child with torture. Aegon and Aemond though? They are players in that room. They both understand that their father is looking for an excuse to hurt their mother (cause who else could he think they heard those rumors from), and band together to defy him. They successfully outmaneuver the king who is their father and probably the most powerful person in the world.

Now I'm not trying to say that Alicent is the better mother. Her children are fucking miserable, and Aegon doesn't even believe that she loves him. What I might be arguing is that Alicent's parenting is better suited to the world that both she and Rhaenyra are living in. Westeros is a cruel and evil place which Alicent's children seem far more equipped to survive than Rhaenyra's. Of course Alicent in the course of preparing them for the world is being cruel and perhaps evil. There's maybe an argument to be made that Rhaenyra's parenting is working to make the world a better place and fighting the cruelty of the world, but I don't buy it because at least through episode 7 her children aren't significantly kinder than Alicent's (and after that Aegon's ludicrously evil actions compared to the slightly dickish actions of Aemond makes it hard to make conclusions about the effects of Alicent's parenting).

There are also probably things to say about the circumstances around Alicent and Rhaenyra becoming parents and the people they have coparenting (Criston and Otto vs Laenor Harwin and Daemon), and how they add to these patterns, but I don't really have any coherent thoughts on that.

Anyway, stop saying Alicent is a terrible mother, she is definitely above average amongst house of the dragon parents and so is Rhaenyra.

#alicent hightower #rhaenyra targaryen #hotd #pro alicent hightower

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 1 year

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Who Let Us Have A Group Chat?

Pairings: Blood Moon/DJ Music Man, Harvest Moon/Glamrock Bonnie, Eclipse/OC (well, not anymore)

Word Count: 1,160 Words

Summary: More backups, teenager discussions, and disabilities.

Warnings: Cursing, Sick (mentioned), Drinking (mentioned only), Caps, Injury (mentioned), Neglect Mention, Abuse Mention, let me know if I should add anything else.

Notes: Sirius is good Eclipse. Charon is Good Eclipse’s Moon. Altair is Good Eclipse’s Sun.

Chapter 11: Why Are There Teenagers?

4:14am Who Took My Hat?

Moon: Why in the fuck did I just find three of your backups on my patrol? @Eclipse

Eclipse: ...wat?

Moon: Well, I've named oldest one Equinox. Lunar was awake and Bolide was visiting so they named the other two.

Eclipse: ...wat?

Lunar: I named the youngest! His name is Meridian!

Eclipse: ...wat?

Bolide: The middle one I named, his name is Solstice.

Eclipse: ...wat?

Moon: Three backups. They seem pretty harmless. Kinda adorable. Equinox finished the patrol with me.

Bolide: Solstice wanted to sleep, he was really tired.

Lunar: I forced Meridian in a bath. Your three new children are dirty as hell from being in the sewers.

Eclipse: .........

Moon: Okay, you're like half-alive, KC is probably asleep. We'll keep them for now, go back to sleep.

Eclipse: mmmk

7:45am Who Took My Hat?

Eclipse: God, it wasn't a fever dream.

Moon: You're sick again?

Eclipse: Mhm, sick.

Moon: You okay?

Eclipse: I feel like hell. Can't breathe very well but they already broke the fever again.

Moon: You get sick way too often.

Eclipse: You're telling me, the one who gets sick too often. I hate this.

Moon: Good to know. We'll keep the triplets for a few days while you get better.

Eclipse: thx

Solar Flare: Father is quite sick. He's thrown up seven times now and couldn't get a full night's sleep even before your messages at 4am.

Moon: Poor fuck.

Lunar: I'm very pleased to say I've never gotten sick.

Eclipse: This is why I hate you sometimes.

Eclipse: You fucking healthy bastard.

Eclipse: And your perfect immune system.

Eclipse: Meanwhile I suffer because mine sucks.

Lunar: At least you're not eternally equivalent to a 14 year old.

Eclipse: I'm equivalent to an 18yo don't come at me with that shit, I'm barely legal.

Lunar: At least you're legal.

Moon: Wait, wait, wait, hold on. You two are kids?

Lunar: Yes.

Eclipse: Yes? In a way?

Moon: Me and Sun are both coded as twenty five!

Kill Code: I'm still the oldest, I'm 34.

Sun: Damn, you had Eclipse at 16. Rip

Moon: Just hold the fuck up, how many of you are minors!?

Sirius: 17

Brown Dwarf: Fifteen.

Supermassive: 16

Moon: We're just chilling with five minors!?

Blood Moon: Ha, we're older than you Eclipse! We're 21!

Harvest Moon: At least I'm legal to drink, I think I need to after learning that Eclipse is our little brother.

Sun: You literally would be legal for it anyway. It's not like someone's going to go up to a murderous robot and ask them for their ID or internally coded age.

Eclipse: You make a good point and I've proven this.

Kill Code: Why are you drinking underage!?

Eclipse: I was at a fancy party!

Kill Code: Why do you go to so many fancy places!?

Eclipse: Because I can.

Sun: 👀

Eclipse: Get those eyes away, I'm only 18!

Sun: You bastard, you have perfect excuses because of your code age.

Eclipse: Exactly. I want to be away from someone, 'I'm not legal'. I want to be near someone or do adult things 'I'm a legal adult'. It's not like anyone is going to challenge that because they don't know my actual age.

Sun: Smart little fucker.

Blood Moon: You haven't seen him walk into glass doors, have you?

Sun: No, but now I can imagine it and I can't stop laughing.

Moon: Can confirm, Sun sounds like a hyena.

Eclipse: I hate all of you.

Sun: To be fair, like Brownie, I wouldn't be able to see it but I can imagine the sound just THUNK OW

Moon: What?

Sun: Oh shit.

Moon: No, you explain yourself now!

Sun: Um...Moon, I'm half blind.

Moon: You're what?

Sun: I've always been like this, how have you not noticed?

Moon: I don't know! You're blind!?

Sun: Only half blind. I'm fully blind in the dark though. I can only really see in the daycare, the lights are that bright for a reason. I have a hard time seeing anywhere else. I thought you knew this.

Moon: Obviously not, Sunny, you have to tell me these things! I'm oblivious as fuck, Sun, you have to tell me or I won't realize it!

Sun: I thought you knew!

Moon: Is this why you hit into things or stay in place when the lights go out?

Sun: I plead the fifth.

Moon: You can't plead the fifth on a disability, Sunrise!

Sun: Moon, I didn't want to scare you! I thought it was better not to mention it since I thought you knew and disregarded it!

Moon: I would never disregard something like this!

Brown Dwarf: Blind besties?

Sun: Yes, Brownie, blind besties.

Sirius: Can I also be a blind bestie? My left eye is screwed up now.

Lunar: God, what did you do now?

Sirius: So I was fixing something with Chary looking after the daycare

Sirius: And I was working with my wrench close to my face

Sirius: And a kid came and jumped on what I was working on and it fell on me

Sirius: I shattered my left eye with my wrench. Just the outer layer but it hurts to be uncovered now.

Sun: Temporarily blind bestie.

Brown Dwarf: Rip Sirius, lost his left eye being a good mechanic.

Sirius: I have replacements, but we have it covered for now so I can help Charon with the daycare.

Eclipse: Do I have to steal you and fix it since Charon is disregarding your injuries again? We aren't having a repeat of the broken arm incident again.

Kill Code: Elbow joint? What? Again?

Eclipse: Siri got his arm stuck in the compactor trying to save one of his favorite bunny plushies that his bastard Monty threw in there and it crushed his arm. Charon was so busy with Altair he ignored it for a week before Sirius jumped dimensions and I noticed his arm and fixed it.

Kill Code: Is the child's bunny okay? Is he okay?

Sirius: No, Millie got crushed but I'm okay now. Clipse fixed me. But fine, I'll visit for the eye, I'll bring the replacement with me.

Eclipse: You better!

Sirius: Yes, Dr. Eclipse.

Eclipse: The fuck? I'm not the healer, Lunar's the mage.

Kill Code: I'm so lost.

Lunar: Dungeons and dragons. Me, Clipsey, Siri, Puppet, and a couple others are in a DnD group. I'm the mage but I don't have healing spells. Eclipse, our rogue, has every single healing spell.

Moon: Makes sense.

Eclipse: I am not your local doctor! I'm the sickest fucker here!

Moon: You're right, you're sick. Sirius, I'll replace your eye, then you can go visit Eclipse if you want to see him still.

Sirius: Thanks, just gotta sneak away before Char notices. I think Al should boot his performance programming soon anyway so I can sneak out then, since he's always distracted whenever the performance programming takes over.

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All is Bliss

Chapter 50

Cw:postpartum depression, refrenced murder, mental illness and intrigues

Gif by @merlinaddams

Taglist @mercedesdecorazon @alexandria-millie @watercolorskyy @sweethoneyblossom1 @ewanmitchellcrumbs

“I’ve never seen you hold him.” Aemond rewards her for this with a kiss on her shoulder.

“I held him when he was born.” The queen points out. It had taken her a few days to feel good enough to leave bed and see the babe.

Three weeks have passed, and she feels no interest in her own child.

What sort of mother did that make her?

There is no bond between her and the babe. Mother claimed she felt that instinctual and instant connection with all her children the moment they were put in her arms and yet…

Aemma cannot seem to make that connection that this is her son, and she must love him. Teora surmised it was due to the birth and that she’d only need to give it time.

And yet Aemond has no such problem and is in awe of the babe that has his nose, or so he says. Aemond who now steals away from court with the excuse of keeping her up to date on things just to see her and the babe.

One would say it was because blood called blood.

Aegon pays Aenys little mind, his arm isn’t strong enough to hold him and he’s never really cared about children to begin with. He came the morning after the birth, had the Septon bless them, gave her a necklace to match the crown he gave her on her nameday and gave Aenys his own dragon egg.

Aemma would have preferred the bronze and red one, but much like the pregnancy itself, she had no actual choice ---another factor that caused her to be so out of sorts.

Instead Aenys shares his cradle with a silver one shot through with iridescent gold to match the one Aemond gave Aegon before he sent him to his death.

A perfect mix between Silverwing and Sunfyre.

She wants to laugh as she remembers Otto arguing that Aegon was king because he had all the symbols.

All the symbols and the names were there to mark Aenys as Aegon’s and yet he does not even look like he was his, or even Aemond’s.

Aemma would have been afraid of the implications if she didn’t get to see those who called her mother a whore and her brothers bastards ardently defend why the baby has brown hair and possibly brown eyes.

“If it weren’t for you, I’d be dead.” It is a thank you for saving me, and while she doesn’t say it, he heard it all the same.

“As would I.” her secret husband admits as he helps her sit on the rocking chair Alys uses to soothe and care for Aenys as if she couldn’t do it herself.

This was news to her; all she knows is that the greens lost the Riverlands, and the blacks are closing in on the city.

The particulars are as unknown to her as the mysteries of maternal instinct.

“I’m sorry, it must have been difficult for you.” She said softly, wishing she could offer more than platitudes. She could offer him a chance to end the war through her, but she needs to be sure he won’t say no, or worse tells Aegon.

He loves his brother, even now that Aemond has been blamed for their failure in the riverlands. They would make up soon enough just as all siblings do, especially now that news has confirmed Daeron’s murder just before the second battle of Tumbleton.

Aegon wants a statue of his brother, like that of the Titan of Braavos and made in gold. As if such a feat were humanly possible.

“It was, but they don’t see it that way. To them I am a craven green boy who ran and let his men get butchered while Criston died honorably.” His anger hides his grief and fear well, just not from her.

“If you hadn’t come, I would be dead, and Daemon would be burning the city to ash.” She reminds him and voices the reason she cannot simply adore the baby in her arms as freely as he did. “Alys said she summoned you because your lovely mother had always intended to kill me once the babe is born.”

Aemma would have been murdered. It is something she had hoped had been just her being so out of it that she misheard it, but Alys had then fed her some fortifying broth and explained that Alicent had believed her to be the one behind Aegon’s assassination and intended to kill her.

I summoned Prince Aemond the moment I learned of her intentions, the witch had said and somehow the young queen believed her.

“She said the same to me and Aegon, mother will be sent to the motherhouse in Oldtown once we can spare the men to send her there.” Aemond agreed with her about her suspicions on Alys’ loyalties. “Mother cannot hurt you and so far, everyone believes she left court willingly. If Alys tries anything, she is to be handed over to the royal confessor and the Faith.”

What was the witch’s agenda? She had been remarkably close to Alicent and now she was casting her lot with Aemma. Very fishy, but then again, every rat is jumping off this sinking ship.

Jena has had many ladies and lords seeking to shower them in favors in hopes of surviving this imminent defeat. Many gifts to her and her allies, but not all of them are true and it’s a tricky thing to find which one is the wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Aemma will have a lot to do once she returns to court next week after the High Septon purifies her and gives a thanksgiving mass for her and Aenys.

“That’s not all, isn’t it?” she asks, knowing he means to say something that scares him more than leaving again.

The war was as good as won, the city would be sieged and while Baratheon and the Reach were close, their enemies were closer.

Tyland Lannister names him Master of Ships while styling himself as Hand.

The meaning is not lost on those assembled. Ironrod hides his allegiance well, but it was clear to all the only green in this table where the two green eyes of the Lord Hand.

Queen Alicent has been removed from Court after her stunt and is no longer to attend the Small Council as an adviser.

There were rumors of madness, of her speaking to ghosts and claiming Aenys is a bastard.

To think the queen mother used to be the sullen little girl who cried to herself because Laenor and Rhaenyra could spend hours on their dragons leaving her to wait alone with Laena.

If she is mad, it would explain her attempt at murder.

Corlys hopes she is mad. It would invite a kinder fate for her. She’d be taken to a motherhouse they could trust, likely the one in Driftmark so Helaena and Aemond may visit her with their children, cared for and treated gently as Aemma was not raised to be vindictive and believes in kindness.

If she weren’t, he would not be surprised to find the queen being left for Syrax by Daemon and Teora.

Teora, who had never hated anyone and raised Aemma into the queen she is now, had demanded he do something about the queen mother.

Aemond and Aegon had taken action and by the end of the week, Alicent had been put under custody. There was a matter that had them arrest their own mother and have it made to look like her willingly going into seclusion and pray to the Seven for peace and a healthy life for the infant prince.

Ellyn Waters had been killed by her or so Mysaria had learned. A ritual the rivers woman did to heal Aegon from his injuries that were supposed to kill him.

The White Worm had learned a great many things, like how in the seventh hell did Lyonel Strong have a shadowbinding daughter with a witchwoman selling fortunes in the city.

The witch would have to die. Even if she was only acting on someone else’s command, such a power couldn’t be allowed to exist.

And the witch knows it too, Corlys can see it in her gaze as she tends to the babe and Aemma now that her mistress is in her gilded cage.

“Lord Borros has sent ravens; the Vulture King has been dealt with and his army marches this way with the men from the Reach under Lord Peake’s command.” Lannister tosses the letter onto the table as if daring them to doubt his word.

The Reach and the Stormlands still didn’t have enough men to push back the North, the Riverlands and the Vale.

There was only one way to end this war: depose Aegon and instate Aemma. Aemma had a son now, Aegon’s life was now fair game as was Aemond’s. If they stepped away peacefully, they may be spared.

“It will not be enough, my lords. We only have one dragon, even if Prince Aemond were to lead the charge, the war is lost.” Ironrod pretends to mull over the pros and cons of Lannister’s last stand before turning the offer down.

They have a way to make peace: Aemma. If they had Aegon abdicate in favor of his wife by his own will, it would all end in a better way.

But that won’t happen, not when Aegon refuses to accept defeat.

The only way to get this war to end without unnecessary bloodshed was to coup Aegon and place Aemma on the throne.

Hence why this meeting did not include Prince Aemond. Aemond would never kill his own brother, kinslaying was too grievous a sin and no matter what happens a brother is a brother.

Aegon must die for this war to end.

This time Corlys isn’t going to fuck it up.

#aemma velaryon #aemond targaryen x velaryon!oc #aemond targaryen x oc #aemond targaryen x ofc #all is bliss(in the court of aemma the great) fic #all is bliss fic #ocappreciationtag #hotd fanfic

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Supremacy and Revenge

♡ Soldier x f!reader ♡

A/N: I love this character my god, in every sfm he is so attractive and terrifying 😻😻

I'm also having some problems with Tumblr, so excuse me

It was the sunniest day of your life, but despite the weather you needed to participate in battles to gain the advantage of the enemies, as usual there was a sniper, scout, medic and engineer on the field.Unfortunately, the heavy one was not on the battlefield because they already managed to finish him off during this time, and you? You were a spy, you had everything, a disguise, a knife, invisibility and the trust of doctors.How pathetic they looked when they were treating you, they didn’t even understand that you could come out of disguise and kill them in the back, they will remember this for a long time and maybe even forever! You always laughed at their corpses and were proud of yourself when they behaved so naively, but there was always that person who could recognize you even with a disguise. Soldier.This damn crazy American, he always got on your nerves, when you wanted to come up behind him, he can always hear that extra sound that will reveal everything. It's been going on for so long he simply mocked you and humiliated you for the rest of the entire fight. He always took advantage of you, and you could never fight back and take revenge on him.

Again, when you were under the cover of a medic, you decided that you would walk behind the soldier to hit him hard in the back so that he would remember this blow forever, you followed him, he always called for help and you just pretended to help him, and then the very moment came when he was reloading his weapon, he put his back on your body to make it easier to load faster and so you suddenly come out of cover and kill him with a stab in the back, what a pity that he believed you

- Crazy soldier...

With these words, you looked at his body and quickly left the murder scene.

You felt much better after that day, you wished everyone good morning and sweet dreams, made everyone breakfast and always supported your team! It made my soul feel so good to see the blue soldier without a mood and always check the doctors, which means it left a mark on him that he shouldn’t trust anyone.

When you decided that you could kill a soldier and were heading towards him invisibility, something tickled inside your body and you simply lost consciousness? Was it because of the heat or what? Unknown..

When you woke up, you realized that you could not move freely in the literal sense, you were tied up, everything around was dark, gloomy and cold, no source of light, until you heard footsteps approaching, one of them was heavy and the other was very light and hasty. You began to slowly freeze and think how long you would be here and what was happening to your team. Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard a rough, stern male voice.

- Well, well, who do we have here? The red team's worst spy, isn't it?

After these words, the light bulb and two people turned on. Bastards.. It was a Soldier and a Medic. This was expected, but the same thing, you were surprised at how calm the soldier’s expression and his voice were.

- What do you need from me?!

You tried to move at least a little but it was useless, this man is very good at knots since he tied you up like that

As you waited for their response, a short chuckle was released from the Soldier.

- Medic, you are free.. thanks for your help during the battlefield, you can go, I will personally talk to this spy.

You looked at the Medic in the hope that he would give at least some hope and a hint that you would be saved, but the only thing you saw was his serious expression and eyes in which anger burned from how you treacherously treated him when he helped you

- Listen, Soldier, we can all solve this peacefully, right? Don't go that far!

- In peaceful way? I'm not even sure I'm capable of this, Y/N.

- How do you know-

- It doesn't matter at the moment. Now the most important thing is how do you feel when you killed me in the back?!

- Oh, the poor Soldier just wants to know how I felt. How kind of you! Well, when I killed you, I was so glad and happy because I didn’t suffer so much from you anymore, I also became much kinder towards my team. How did you feel at that moment Solly?

You just smiled at the way you called him, you really wanted to piss him off and get on his nerves after all this.

The growl left his throat as he pulled your knife from his pocket and brought it to your throat.

- My knife? Are you serious?

You laughed because your knife was being used against you by the Soldier himself! What a surprise. Your cheerful thoughts were suddenly interrupted when you felt the blade begin to scratch your throat.

- I'll beat the crap out of you, spy. Even if I love you, you still piss me off and drive me crazy

You expect him to insult you but instead he just confessed his love for you? Did he really hate you all the time because of his own feelings? You were still enemies and should hate each other, but from the way his words sounded you were embarrassed, he shouldn’t say that, it’s not right..

The blade was still scratching your throat, you tried to maintain eye contact and not look away, but that soft blush on your face was very noticeable, you didn’t want him to see how his words affected you and you say these words harshly

- Okay okay that's enough, I admit defeat!

- That's all? I expected you to fight to the end, maggot. But I'll tell you one thing before I set you free. Don't even try to tell anyone about this situation. Do you understand me?

His words interested you and of course you wanted to know about it, why doesn’t he want you to tell anyone about this situation and what can he do if you tell?

You thought for a while until you felt how he begins to untie these ropes with your knife, his hands were so strong and the way his muscles tensed when he was in his white T-shirt, it really turned you on, also your closeness when he untied your upper body also your thighs and legs area. When he was finishing, he stopped his head on your neck, inhaling the smell of cigarettes you bought a few hours ago.When he pulled away from your neck, he simply looked at you through his helmet, admiring your beauty and closeness, you stood motionless for several minutes before you spoke.

- Solly? I can go, right?

He simply hummed at your question and stood up from his position looking down at you.

You decided not to wait for his answer and suddenly got up from the chair, you completely forgot that you had been sitting like that for several hours and your legs were numb from such a motionless position. The soldier, noticing this, extended his hands to your waist, holding you so that you would not fall, when you had already found the strength and were able to find balance, you simply looked at him, looking at his facial features.

You didn’t even notice how the distance between you narrowed and you just became much closer, you slightly leaned towards his lips to capture a small kiss on his lips. You just left this little kiss on his lips, watching his reaction.

Now his expression softened at your action, he simply grinned at your boldness. You couldn't tell whether you were offended by your own courage or by the fact that the soldier wasn't against this kiss.

When you wanted to pull away from him and get away with it, he instead tightened his grip on your waist, pulling you closer to him. You lost your balance from such a sharp grip and simply hugged him by the shoulders without realizing it.

- Soldier?

- What is it, maggot?

- Can i leave now? Please??

After your words, he removed his hands from your waist, not knowing how to say goodbye to you and what will happen to you next.

You also couldn’t figure out what was going on between you and the Soldier.

You didn't want to stay here long, since you've already spent a long time here and your team is most likely worried, when you looked around you saw a door and noticed that it was already a little dark and it would be dangerous to return to the base yourself. Then you looked at the soldier who was about to leave until you approached him and touched his shoulder.

- I’m embarrassed to ask this, but can you take me to the base?

The soldier, hearing your words, immediately took you in his arms and carried you like in a wedding style.

- Soldier, I can walk, you know that?

- I know, but I want to spend more time with you because who knows, maybe next time this won’t happen again?

You decided to remain silent from his words. After all, his words somehow hurt you, maybe he’s right, next time he won’t be so kind, maybe next time you won’t die at his hands and weapons.

#team fortress 2 x reader #tf2 soldier x reader #team fortress 2 #tf2 x reader

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brandnewhuman · 2 years

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The lack of fics where the reader leaves Michael is so annoying. ☹️ I also want him to suffer! And the fics that we do have is : Reader leaving Michael but Michael finds them and kills/kidnaps them. I don’t want that, I want him to go crazy and regret treating his s/o like shit. Like, why can’t we have a happy ending for once?? Don’t get me wrong, fics with Michael killing/ kidnapping his s/o are so good, but I just need one fic where the reader successfully leaves Michael and lives a new and better life while Michael is heartbroken. Some of the fics make me feel so unsatisfied. I just feel like Michael should suffer more, that’s all. I love him but I feel like he’d be such a bastard.

The shape effect

☆STARRING☆

☆Michael Myers☆

CONTENT:

Tw: canon violence, Michael myers being michael, mentions of murder, toxic relationship, angst, description of panic attack

A/N: you have honestly brought this upon yourself IM NOT SORRY. YOU ASKED IT I SHALL DELIVER. Not as good as I wanted it to be but at least it's something. I know it wasn't really a request but Im a people pleaser, what can i say. Enjoy it babe

If you think hard about how everything started to feel so wrong and painful you couldn't pinpoint an exact moment you were sure started this brutal downfall. What draws you to the conclusion that what's happening it's just the consequence of your blind stupidity.

I mean, one has to be pretty stupid to let evil himself live in your house. And if you told anyone they would all tell you that you're a fool for believing this thing could actually work. And they will be right in saying this because almost everyone who ends up in Michael's path dies, why should they think he could be capable of anything other than harm.

But you couldn't find it in yourself to see him as evil as everyone thought of him, even if it meant living in your delusional bubble. Because everytime you look at him you can only see good memories, maybe not real but good nonetheless. You honestly are starting to have a blur in your mind between what it is really like you see it and what's not.

You see what feels like a lifetime worth of memories and things that had made Michael look ten times more human in your eyes. You see his pain and the things he has been through too and that's the part that is making this so hard, cause you know that once it's done you'll be part of the people who have given up on him.

But you have to do it, cause otherwise you'll end up hating him like everyone else does.

You had to go, you had to get away as far as possible for him. You feel just…so tired of fighting and crying, of feeling the most alone you have ever been when you're with the person who's supposed to be the love of your life. The more you'll stay the more you realise that most of the things that make you happy about Michael come from your mind and your need to feel he somehow cares, you have to leave before the realisation eats at everything nice your mind has created. Even if you're aware he's the one who makes you feel miserable, you prefer to be the bad guy in your head instead of him, instead of having to see that you have wasted all this time chasing a fantasy. Those excuses of happy memories were all you had, all the "nice" moments were the only thing you didn't want to give up.

You could live with him not caring anymore or not caring enough but you couldn't just accept he didn't care at all. There was nothing more you wanted from Michael than a sign of him loving you if not as much at least a little bit, you have given him all the chances to show it and he just couldn't.

That's the worst part, you couldn't even be mad at him and keep fighting and screaming while crying about how much he was hurting you cause he couldn't do anything about it. You were the one who fell in love, you were the one who let themselves be overwhelmed by an unrequited love.

Maybe there was a time where he could've changed, where there was still some of the Michael you wished to have but you had to accept that you were simply too late. You have come into his life too late, what you see it's just all that remains of the person he was before. He's a conglomerate of too many mistakes, too many "too late" and countless days of being told what he is.

Your love was simply not enough anymore or maybe it has never been and you couldn't keep living like you being the one in love for the both of you, could make anything better.

Maybe your mind was telling you to do it for the wrong reasons, but it was screaming at you to just leave before your love for him ends up withering your whole being.

You planned everything so thoughtfully not even Michael himself would be able to find you. If it was someone else you wouldn't make all this effort to leave but Michael was different from anyone else. He could always seem to tell when someone was trying to trick him or do something, he always knew everything about everyone. If you want to leave and he doesn't then you're most certainly never going to leave. That's why you had to make sure everything was right. You just hoped that by the time he finds out you're far enough,reassuring yourself that even if it's not the case he surely won't be upset for too long. You just wanted to stop feeling like you're not enough and free him from having to pretend he cares while simultaneously staying alive. Is it so bad to want for yourself someone less rough? More kind? Someone who didn't need to be "fixed" or teaches basic human emotions while keeping yourself from becoming like him too?

For Michael It will. When he'll come home the first thing he looks out for is you, not to ask you to do something for him or anything but just because you're the first person he has to wait for him and the first he can come back to when he feels alone. When he'll see you're not around he might not think much about it at first, maybe you just went to buy something or you're having a longer shift at work. There's a little whisper inside him, though, telling that something doesn't feel quite right as he heads to the kitchen and sits at the table to wait for you.

In case you were wondering, he waited much longer than anyone could ever wait, after all he's a very resilient person. He would always wait for you even if he had to wait two eternities.

Now he's not stupid, deep down he knows that you're not going back since he hasn't tried to go out looking foe you. He just feels that maybe if he waits enough you'll somehow know and you'll be back.

That's the half of him that still thinks like the 6 years old Michael, the one that waited entire years for his family to come back and for the people around him to really help him. And there's the other half that isn't surprised anymore, that was actually wondering how much longer you would stay.

He is so scared of even moving or breathing to deeply cause to him if he stays still enough he can't pretend that this is not happening

How tragic it is to know perfectly well how bad you are in someone but not being capable of letting go. He once thought the only thing able to torment him was the bottomless pit of darkness inside him demanding more and more violence and consuming literally everything inside him but he was wrong. It wasn't until he met you and he learned how it feels to care for someone, that he knew what was real torture. Being trapped in a body and a mind that are broken, that would never function the way you like and will never give the one you love what they need. No matter the effort, his touch will never be gentle or kind, his emotions will never work the way they should, his voice will never come out to say anything, much less something nice. You were all he had, you were the only one who took care of him and loved him as if he was a real human being worthy of such attention. Loomis had mentioned it from time to time, how his energy and overall him as a whole consumed and ate away other people's vital energy.He used to compare it to a some sort of cancer, when you find out what it is and what is doing is always too late.

The thing is, he is trapped with himself as much as everyone else is. He doesn't get a way out, he doesn't get to justify himself and certainly doesn't get to be understood. You did that though, you made him feel understood and loved and heard, you made him feel like he wasn't entirely wrong at being angry at the world.

You have been very smart at leaving before he could stop you cause knowing himself he wouldn't have allowed that. He finds himself aware of the fact that he wouldn't have cared about your happiness if that meant he got to keep you by his side. But deep down he didn't want to be a cancer for you too, he knows you're right about leaving. That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt, doesn't mean that a hot stream of tears can't be running down his cheeks inside the mask and falling onto his hands making him realise his crying. He has cried very few times and never this much. This feeling inside him..he just can't stand it. It's getting more and more overwhelming as the hours pass by and in his chest there's an oppressive feeling of not getting enough air. His head is spinning so fast he falls from the chair gripping his chest as if that was going to stop the brutal pounding of his heart inside trying to get out of his mouth. His always steady hands are now shaking as he takes off the mask for the first time in years, he wasn't even sure there was a face under that mask anymore, he doesn't even know how or when he had become more the boogeyman and less michael. He actively feels like he is dying, and he has suffered countless near death experiences so he should know how dying feels. It's like everything that has happened has come down on him only now and it's trying to tear him apart from inside. He waits and waits for the moment in which his lungs stop gasping for air and his heart stops fighting to keep the heartbeats going, but it never comes. He's stuck in that almost dying over and over again.

The thought of how happy you would be to finally see his face crosses his mind and for you he would be faceless for life, he would let anyone see right through what scares him the most just to have an opportunity to make you come back, to keep you near.

But he can't, like some stupid romantic story cliché he wants to change when it's too late.

He holds his head between his hands and tries so hard to stop the loudness inside his mind, he feels so dizzy he could throw up. He can't take it anymore, the shape himself feels defeated and it's now even praying for god to make it stop. He tries so hard to just push everything away but it's like he can feel himself getting sicker and sicker, like the pain is spreading inside him just to rip apart his body to get out.

He just doesn't know how to make it right and how to tell you, he just doesn't know and now you're gone because of it. It's like every mile you get away from him he feels it in pain.

As days pass by it doesn't get any better, if anything it gets worse. He has thought about stopping going back to your house and just getting away from anything that reminds him of you but everytime he takes a step towards the opposite direction his mind flashes him with images of you coming back and not finding him. He knows it won't happen but knowing it doesn't mean accepting it.

He keeps lying on your side of the bed, trying to imagine hard enough that you're there. Keep caressing your clothes but not too much so he can save your scent for a little bit longer. He holds onto everything and anything that can make him feel close to you, even if it's painful he needs it. He needs to at least know you were there once, that you really existed before disappearing.

The void you have left behind it's eating him alive and the ones paying for it are his victims. He has searched for you, has tried everything but in the end you seemed to have outsmarted him because he had to give up.

For any other person, this type of pain would certainly end up fading and just become a distant memory of a nasty break up but for Michael? He can't forget.

His body and his mind, his essence if you will, latches onto every little thing that makes him feel alive. He will live with the pain of not having you near for the rest of his life.

#slasher fandom #slashers #slasher community #slasher fanfiction #horror movies #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #michael myers #slasher imagines #slasher #og michael myers #peepaw michael myers #rz michael myers #peepaw myers #halloween #michael myers x reader

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see-arcane · 1 year

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If Jonathan were there to hear that you know he’d do a repeat of Oct. 3, hugging her tightly and reminding her that none of it is her fault, probably cursing out god for making her feel unwanted. Just… maybe silently, this time. Mina and Van Helsing don’t like him doing that.

Oh, absolutely.

Just as he is without a doubt still carrying on an inner, 'God, You're on thin ice here, I am THIS close to going full Faustus,' diatribe no matter where he is or what he's writing down. He knows Mina was still in a fit of despair and self-loathing since October 3rd and that this mindset hasn't changed--even with the mental hoop-jumping that was her demanding the boys double-kill her; you know, just in case Good and Hallowed God (Who rightfully hates/hurts/has abandoned her! No big deal!!) decides to fumble her rescue and leave her as the damned undead for...reasons. (You know. Like He did with Lucy. Ha ha.)--because this girl is a master at martyr-level justification for her own pain.

Jonathan has not, does not, and will not ever be on board with that. Yes, he drops the odd prayer into the matter every now and then; he still has very Christly Christian companions and there's a chance Mina will read his journal after the mess...if there is an after.

But internally? Our boy has all kinds of blasphemies locked and loaded for the worst case scenario of God failing yet another innocent life--the most important life in the world to him!--because He allows an overpowered petty undead bastard to get what he wants. Again. Just as Vlad has had nothing stop him in over 400 years of murdering and tormenting victims.

Jonathan, on paper: We are in God's hands!

Jonathan, internally, wanting nothing more than to be embracing Mina with one arm and using the other to dice Dracula into cubes: What's with the lag here, O Almighty? Why does my wife have to make excuses for You and suffer because this ye olde self-made demon has gotten to party unimpeded for centuries?? Why does Your holy Christ cracker get to burn her for the equivalent of an infection incurred by a literal physical assault while her soul remains pure as anything??? PICK UP YOUR PHONE, GOD, I JUST WANT TO TALK--

#our good friend Jonathan is in a conflicting head space right now I think perhaps #mina harker #jonathan harker #dracula #dracula daily

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leofiat-bunny · 7 months

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Why does Anyone go to Jail?

I think the reason "someone has to go to jail" is to keep the Dragon Gang off their back/deal with "Zhang Teng's people".

The territorial disputes these boys were engaging in were problematic for the Bosses but par for the course. The death of a bigshot however - that calls for revenge.

Boss wanted to take him in alive to use as a bargaining chip / force the Dragon Gang to bring him to heel. But if the one who killed him isn't a gang member and goes to jail for it, that protects the Yiyun Gang from revenge without shaming the Dragon Gang by letting the murderer get away.

So the Fan family uses "getting the Dragon Gang to let Fan Jhuereui live" as a good excuse to get rid of Bai Zongyi. Bonus points: it might create distance between FJR and the Yiyun Gang, pulling him back into the Fan's orbit. They've allowed his rebellion so far, but it can't last forever.

That homophobia might well be why gentle A'Ruei WANTED to be in the gay gang. Gangs are bad but given what we see of the Fans' relationship with them, they're not better, they just have a better image. And this gang is an anti-drugs at school (or anti-drugs entirely 🤨) gang. And this boy wants acceptance and real family.

The Yiyun Gang is going along with it because the Fan's could seriously screw them up.

That and "No matter how much you've done, they'll never see you as your own kind"... 2 years later... Boss still doesn't see him as their own kind. 😭

Ai Di also doesn't, but when FJR asks why, he gets (what I think is) a decent answer:

you're not ready to die (because you have a safety net)

if you want to leave, you can

if we want to leave: what do we do, where can we go, who will we have?

we're committed but we're also trapped

you have freedom and we (Chen Yi and Ai Di) don't hold that against you but it does make you fundamentally other

(he's our adopted brother and we love him, but he can't purr - dogs are just built different)

(Only remembered later that Bai Zongyi said he's a cat. In his defence, they'd only just met, he was confused by the behaviours FJR adopted 😝. I stand by my claim: BZY your fiancé is a 🐶)

And Boss (whose relationship I adore and want to see more of, but he's also a bastard - which, you know, gang leader 🤷‍♀️) doesn't care to try to protect FJR's heart or take full responsibility for his actions because FJR isn't one of them

But Ai Di will. Because FJR is one of them, just also not the same as them. (He likes Bai Zongyi but I don't think their relationship is - yet - strong enough for that to be sufficient. And he needs an escape but I see that as bonus not the reason he chooses prison)

Also getting the cops off their back with a confession from an outsider saves them from having to throw resources at sorting it another way - best to keep the "nothing to see here" powder dry for emergencies

"It's better for you to take the fall for Jheruei than for him to turn himself in" I think this is a bit of manipulation on Boss' part. It's true on its face but if Zongyi refused it wouldn't come to that, they'd sort it another way

#kiseki: dear to me

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violetlunette · 1 year

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Hi I saw your reblog from bottleblondefeelingconned's post and I was wondering what was your opinion on Athanasia's and Claude's relationship in Who made me a princess? I never understood how fans idolized their relationship as the "perfect" father‐daughter relationship when it was toxic.

Full disclosure, this was one of the stories I jumped around while reading because I hated Claude so much, as well as the tropes associated with him. Therefore, this answer isn't as informed as it should be and I may have missed some things. But I don't like leaving people hanging so I'll give what I can;

Notes:

*Anti-Claude

*Take it with a grain of salt

*Ranty

My opinion? I hate it. I hate all relationships like this. I hate the trope where someone has to “earn” someone’s affection to survive, especially when it’s a parent. A child should NEVER have to beg for their parents to love them. More than that a child should never have to live in fear that if they make one mistake, they’ll be killed.

That’s Athanasia’s situation. If Anthy makes one wrong move, she’ll be dead, as proven in the original storyline. He didn’t even give the original Athanasia a trial, he just killed her in cold blood and didn’t even care when he discovered that she was innocent. Like, did he even give her a funeral?

The present Athanasia has to do all the work in the relationship, and Claude barely does the bare minimum.

Plus, there is just a severe level of emotional abuse, intentional or not. Aside from knowing a wrong word will get her killed, it could also get others killed. Hell, in their first meeting, he threatened to kill a chef because she was too scared to talk to him.

The relationship is not only toxic, but it's also deadly. Honestly, I wanted Athanasia to take what she could and flee the figgin’ continent to get away from him. She deserved better than that bastard, and so did the original Athy. Honestly, it's lucky she's cute. Like if she looked like this;

She'd be dead like the original. (Btw, Patalliro don't listen to what anyone says, you're adorable!)

Claude is a tyrant asshole that deserves death. He killed several innocent people over the years, including a mansion full of his concubines and the servants—if memory serves—to kill his newborn daughter, only stopping when he learned her name. And no. No matter how sad his past is, he is still a murderer with a crown. The fact that he’s occasionally nice to Athanasia doesn’t wash away all the blood on his hands.

And I hate that mindset where an mc is a cold-blooded murderer who killed and kills people daily. But because he’s sweet to the protagonist, she (because it’s always a girl) and everyone else is casually willing to casually forget that.

I get why he's popular, however.

1: He's pretty

2: It's the same reason people like the brooding asshole love interest; it's what many think is a "Beauty and the Beast" scenario. Many love the idea that a kind heart and patience can redeem even the cruelest of hearts. (This is the Daddy edition of that.)

3: People like this have power and others like having this person use this power to please them.

4: People like to feel special, so having someone who a bastard to everyone else but kind to you can make one feel as such.

(I plan to go deeper into this in another post, so forgive the choppy explanation for now.)

However, for me, it’s just like they said in “All Cheating Bastards must Die.”

Yes, he's occasionally kind to Anthansia and a few others but that doesn't change the pain he caused in the past. And as I've said in other posts, the sad backstory I'm sure he has explains why he did what he did, not excuse it.

Regardless of his reasons, Claude deserves to die and be forgotten just like the original Anthy was, if only for the women he slaughtered.

As I said, I haven’t thoroughly read this story and I don’t want to, so I can’t give the best answer, and I may be unfair. Sorry, but this is the best answer I can give at this time.

If you want to see the father redeemed done right, I suggest reading, “Father, I don’t want this marriage!” Because the one who has to change is the FATHER, the one who messed up. He is the one reaching out and endearing himself to his child, doing everything he can to fix their relationship.

Don’t get me wrong, the MC is scared of her father at first for similar reasons as Anthy but it’s revealed that this was a misunderstanding.

#who made me a princess #anti Claude

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