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So a few months ago there was the discourse about would you rather meet a man or a bear in the woods. I didn't want to touch it while the discourse was hot and everyone dug in hard because those are not good conditions for nuance, but I waited until today, June 1st, for a specific reason.
I'm not going to take a position in the bear vs man debate because I don't think it matters. What is really being asked here is how afraid are you of men? Specifically, unexpected men who are, perhaps, strange.
People have a lot of very real fear of men that comes from a lot of very real places. Back when I was first transitioning in 2015 and 2016, I decided to start presenting as a woman in public even though I did not pass in the slightest.
I live in a red state. I knew other trans women who had been attacked by men, raped by men. I knew I was taking a risk by putting myself out there. I was the only visibly trans person in the area of campus I frequented, and people made sure I never forgot that. Most were harmless enough and the worst I got from them was curious stares. Others were more aggressive, even the occasional threat. I had to avoid public bathrooms, of course, and always be aware of my surroundings.
I know how frightening it is to be alone at night while a pair of men are following behind you and not knowing if they are just going in the same direction or if they want to start something - made all the worse for the constant low level threat I had been living under for over a year by just being visibly trans in a place where many are openly hostile to queer people. You have to remember, this was at the height of the first wave of bathroom law discussions, a lot of people were very angry about trans women in particular. My daily life was terrifying at times. I was never the subject of direct violence, but I knew trans women who had been.
I want you to keep all that in mind.
So man or bear is really the question "how afraid of men are you?", and the question that logically follows is "What if there was a strange man at night in a deserted parking lot?" or "What if you were alone in an elevator with a man?" or "What if you met a strange man in the woman's bathroom?"
My state recently passed an anti trans bathroom bill. The rhetoric they used was about protecting women and children from "strange men", aka trans women.
Conservatives hijack fear for their bigoted agenda.
When I first started presenting as a woman the campus apartment complex was designed for young families. The buildings were in a large square with playgrounds in the center, and there were often children playing. I quickly noticed that when I took my daughter out to play, often several children would immediately stop what they were doing and run back inside. It didn't take me long to confirm that the parents were so afraid of "the strange man who wears skirts" that their children were under strict instructions to literally run away as soon as they saw me.
"How afraid are you of a strange man being near your children?"
I mentioned above that I had to avoid public bathrooms. This was not because of men. It was because of women who were so afraid of random men that they might get violent or call someone like the police to be violent for them if I ever accidentally presented myself in a way that could be interpreted as threatening, when my mere presence could be seen as a threat. If I was in the library studying and I realized that it was just me and one other woman I would get up and leave because she might decide that stranger danger was happening.
Your fear is real. Your fear might even come from lived experiences. None of that prevents the fact that your fear can be violent. Women's fear of men is one of the driving forces of transmisogyny because it is so easy to hijack. And it isn't just trans women. Other trans people experience this, and other queer people too. Racial minorities, homeless people, neurodivergent people, disabled people.
When you uncritically engage with questions like man or bear, when you uncritically validate a culture of reactive fear, you are paving the way for conservatives and bigots to push their agenda. And that is why I waited until pride month. You cannot engage and contribute to the culture of reactive fear without contributing to queerphobia of all varieties. The sensationalist culture of reactive fear is a serious queer issue, and everyone just forgot that for a week as they argued over man or bear. I'm not saying that "man" is the right answer. I am saying that uncritically engaging with such obvious click bait trading on reactive fear is a problem. Everyone fucked up.
It is not a moral failing to experience fear, but it is a moral responsibility to keep a handle on that fear and know how it might harm others.
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Current Plans + Musings
I don't plan on playing Exedra to the degree I did for Magia Record, or playing it at all. Because of that, I won't be taking an active role in the community and archiving anything for it. Of course, if Exedra has like amazing gameplay and stories then this is all subject to change, but for now I think I'm done with phone games.
The two youtube channels will stay up and I'll check em periodically to make sure there aren't copyright strikes against the content. I've saved all my raw files, especially for the battle animations, so I can remake them in the future if the music ever becomes a problem for some reason.
Google Drive will stay up until Google rots away. I haven't recorded footage in a long time (as in stories, I do for the character doppels and such), but I'll upload things if they're sent to me.
Magia Union Translations still plans on translating things and making videos, especially leading up to the end, but also for after the game is over for whatever wasn't made in time. I'm not sure what form this will take in the future-- if it'll be manual captions added to the videos or not, but I know it WILL happen.
As for this blog, I'm not going to delete it or anything. However I'm going to be taking a step back. I'd like to say that I'll do liveblogs but I mean... *gestures at blog* I've been saying that for years and the only one I really did successfully was the Oriko one lmao. Ahhh oh well.
I'll have more words later, but it was really fun to be part of a fandom experience like this. I'm excited to work on my own original story projects though and quiet down a bit.
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When I started this blog, I never expected it to have people actually read it. Or look at it. I just wanted a place to gush about how much fun I was having. I didn't even want to tag the posts with "Magia Record" at first because I was terrified people would be mean at me, haha.
But I'm glad I did. I made so many good friends through this game. I'm glad it existed. And it made me happy to have a place where people cared about what I had to say. Some folks actually got their news from here, can you imagine that? They had notifications turned on for this blog. My god.
Anyways, I'm going to be here for the next two months, and tomorrow I'll start reblogging fan projects and initiatives, plus general news. Maybe this blog will turn into a dumping site for art and fanfic reblogs, who knows. I might watch the remaining stuff and add various thoughts here and there.
Otherwise, you can find me on my main blog @malignmuffin, which only reblogs stuff (I don't talk much if at all there). I have another tumblr blog for my comic, but I think I'll reshare the name once I actually have content you can look at on it. It's pretty bare bones for the moment.
Actually it'll be funny if the end of this game is what makes me finally work on it again. I was in the process of working on it when NA came out, and it totally derailed me. Stopped writing, drawing, just focused on this silly little phone game. Now it's like those five years have gone by and I'm going back to where I started, except I think my lil comic is going to be a bit better than it was before. If I actually make it, that is.
If I ever do actually make my comic and start posting it, I'll be sure to update y'all here. hah
Anyways, thanks for being on this wild ride with me. The memories have been great, and I'm glad I had this experience, even if it had to end.
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There's one convo with Astarion that's one of my favorites that I haven't seen mentioned or discussed yet happens (I assume) if you have high approval with him but play a good-aligned character. (This is at 60+ approval, start of Act 2.) It's probably because it's not a romantic cutscene so it doesn't get mentioned as much as the others (or because he's racist in it and some of y'all don't like to acknowledge that he has character flaws), but I think it's vital to his character and to explain his early relationship with a good-aligned Tav.
I would like to break it down a little, step by step. Because we are all cringe here.
First, he claims to feel a connection between Tav and himself, and the reason for this is because he believes he's identified "ambition" in Tav (and I'll explain why he's wrong later, but that's mostly headcanon territory, so we'll ignore it for now).
But, there's also clearly something holding Tav back from realizing their full potential, which is their naivete.
"Just that you ... have a big heart. You like doing what's right."
(The animations and voice acting here make him look and sound so fucking condescending, 10/10.)
However, Astarion doesn't tell them this is wrong, or that he disagrees. He implies it's a flaw, but doesn't state it outright. That's dangerous territory, see, and might predispose them to get defensive and reject what he has to say next.
No, he tries (and fails in my case, but it's cute that he tries, bless him) to manipulate Tav by appealing to that big heart of theirs.
"So I was thinking, what would be the right thing to do when we get to Moonrise Towers? When we come face-to-face with whoever is controlling the parasites in our heads."
"I'm just saying there's an opportunity here. If we can control the tadpoles, we can keep ourselves safe and liberate the world from this evil."
See what he's doing? You like doing what's right, so what would be the right thing to do? We can keep ourselves safe. Liberate the world from evil.
It's very blatant, but he's trying to appeal to Tav's good nature by framing his questionable ideas as something that will benefit the greater good, something that's morally righteous that they would agree with.
And of course, it's incredibly funny when you ask how he thinks you'll do that, and he fumbles and admits he's not a "details person," but it's also revealing.
He thinks he's found in Tav ambition, when all he's actually found is ability. Tav exercises power proficiently, while Astarion does not. If he had the authority they have, he'd let ambition drive his actions, which is why he assumes that's what drives Tav when they exercise their power. A good-aligned Tav has very little ambition, I'd argue, but they have plenty of opportunity to exercise their power, which they do when their hand is forced.
So what Astarion is saying is, in effect, hey, you have power, I have ambition. Will you please use your authority/ability to do what I want? Here's how it'll totally be for the greater good, I prommy.
This is brilliant writing, and I really applaud Larian for managing to walk that fine line of making Astarion so sympathetic while he's literally trying to manipulate the player character. Because when I first got this convo, my thought was both "wow, I adore how blatant and terrible his manipulation attempts are, it's kind of endearing" and "he's so terrified, it's genuinely quite tragic."
If we control the tadpoles, we can keep ourselves safe. This works only somewhat as an appeal to good-aligned Tav, because it could also potentially sound very selfish, especially if Tav is the self-sacrificing sort. So notice how, when he says "liberate the world from evil", it sounds kinda tacked-on, an afterthought designed to bury his main goal, which is keep "ourselves" (i.e. himself) safe. Like, yes, this will keep us/me safe, but if you're not into that, then it'll totally help the world, too! It doesn't quite work, because he still sounds ironic and like he doesn't believe they'd be liberating anything from any evil (work that 10 Charisma, boy), but that's the intent, I think.
Does he want power for power's sake? Yes. Is he gleefully powerhungry? Absolutely. But he's also fucking terrified, and that slips through just a little bit, even behind the smug and confident facade.
He's trying to get Tav, whom he's seen exercise their power over others, to lend some of it to him, so that he may never fear anything ever again.
All of this from a short, smug convo where he admits he's too stupid to figure out how to fulfill his dreams of world domination.
God tier characterization, 10/10.
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Steve grows up thinking that love can be earned. That it has to be earned. That if he is quiet and polite, invisible most of the time and puts on his too-tight white button-downs without making a fuss, his mother will call him good and while she won't say it directly, Steve takes her approval for love.
His father is harder to please, for a while it's winning sport trophies and talking about taking out pretty girls. But as time goes on, Steve learns that disappointment is far quicker and far more willing given than love. Love can also be taken away like a toy from a naughty child.
Despite trying his best to keep earning his parents' love it keeps slipping away from him more and more often, like smoke through delicate fingers. Steve doesn't know what he is doing wrong, just assumes that he isn't good, that he doesn't deserve their love. It never occurs to him that they simply might be incapable of it, hollow, cold, harsh caves that echo where their hearts should beat.
So Steve tries to get it elsewhere. Tommy and Carol's love is easier to earn. Drive them places, pay for their food, get them booze and let them throw parties at his pool. Be mean and arrogant, laugh at jokes that make him feel sick to his stomach and do it all with a smile. Keep them happy and they'll keep loving him. He never quite figures out how he earned Nancy's love and it makes him antsy. Not knowing how to ensure that she'll keep loving him. He only realizes once they break up that the reason he never knew how to make her keep loving him was that she never loved him in the first place.
The kids are easy: be a human shield for them, beat monsters with a baseball bat, get tortured by Russians for them. If danger isn't around the corner it's driving them to the arcade, paying for their food, letting them hang out in the cold, desolate house that once they are gone echos just as much as the caves in his parents' chests. It's not that different from how he kept Tommy and Carol loving him. Only that it feels different, better. Steve doesn't have to force smiles, still recognizes the person in the mirror when he hangs out with the kids. He has fun too, would still do all these things if it didn't earn him the kids' love.
It's nice. Almost. If it wasn't for the constant fear that one day he'll say the wrong thing, bring them the wrong snack and all of that love will go poof.
Robin just like Nancy, Steve can't figure out. And it's fucking terrifying because he doesn't think he's ever loved a friend hell not just a friend, anyone, the way he has loved her. There are days he wants to crawl into her skin and make a home hoping it'll be enough to make her stay. Though a home never made his parents stay either. He knows the day he is going to lose her love, he will completely fall apart.
Eddie, Steve is slowly figuring out. Or at least he thinks he is. It's hard to tell with Eddie sometimes. On one hand, it's easy, Steve knows how to please partners in a relationship, knows how to be a good boyfriend. And Eddie clearly seems to enjoy the way Steve keeps trying to earn his love. On the other hand being a good boyfriend had already once not been enough.
It all comes down to it when Eddie and Steve end up in a stupid fight. Steve can't even remember what it started or who started it, all he knows that when Eddie says, "I need a smoke," and moves towards the door, panic closes around Steve's throat like a hand and squeezes tightly. If Eddie goes out of the door, if he leaves, he might not come back. It's been over six months since Steve last saw his parents.
"I'm sorry," he yells, tears already spilling over the corners of his eyes, running down his cheeks and pooling at his chin. He reaches for Eddie's wrist and Eddie instantly stops.
"I'm sorry, don't leave please! I'll make up for it, I promise. I'll be good. Perfect. Let me earn it again! Please!"
Eddie looks startled by Steve's outburst. He tucks his cigarette back into his pocket and pulls Steve into his arms.
"What? I'm not leaving! Steve," he says and cups Steve's wet face. Steve can't stop trembling. "What do you mean 'earn it again'?"
"Your love," Steve sniffs and buries his face in the crook of Eddie's neck, hoping, praying that it wasn't the wrong move. He knows he can be too clingy and he knows he can't afford to lose more of Eddie's love.
"My love? Baby," Eddie tightens his arms around Steve, "I'm not gonna stop loving you just because we're fighting. I love you even when I'm mad at you."
It draws a whole new wave of tears out of Steve and he does feel a bit like drowning. "And you don't have to earn my love, it's not fucking conditional," Eddie continues and presses a couple of soft kisses to Steve's hair.
"All my love is freely given. Not because you cook me dinner or let me pick movies or offer to blow me all the time. But because I love you, just you Steve. You don't even have to do anything. Just be yourself."
Eddie is crying now too, horrified that Steve went through his life in constant fear of love being taken away from him. Having to constantly bend and twist himself until he was broken just to earn crumbs of affection. It's a first step, one I love you doesn't undo years of trauma and fixes everything in an instant.
But Eddie vows he'll do everything he can to convince Steve that he is loved, so, so, so loved without having to grovel and beg for it. Without having to always be good and perfect.
And Robin and the kids make the same vow, heartbroken when they find out how scared Steve has been of losing them, how he thought they only kept him around in case of danger and because he had money.
It takes a while, but eventually, Steve starts to believe them. And if he ever has doubts or forgets everyone in his life is quick to remind him just how loved he is. Free of charge and indefinitely.
#steddie#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#steddie fanfiction#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#eddie munson fic#steve harrington fic#stranger things s4#my writing
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Incorrect Tmnt quotes
Mikey: What does 'take out' mean?
Donnie: Food.
Leo: Dating
Raph: Murder
Y/n: IT CAN MEAN ALL THREE IF YOU'RE NOT A COWARD.
Donnie: Favourite horror movie?
Mikey: It
Raph: Saw
Leo: Annabelle
Y/n: High School Musical. after watching it I spent all my middle school years terrified that the entire school would start singing something and I’d be the only one who didn’t know the lyrics
Leo: Croissants: dropped
Raph: Road: works ahead
Y/n: BBQ sauce: on my titties
April: Shavacado: fre
Mikey: Miss Keisha: fuckin dead
Donnie:
Donnie: I didn’t understand a single word of that and I hate every single one of you.
Y/n: Change is inedible.
Donnie: Don't you mean inevitable?
Y/n, spitting out coins: No, I did not.
Mikey: Hey Donnie,
Donnie: Yes?
Mikey: Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?
Donnie:
Donnie: Where’s Y/n?
Donnie: April isn’t answering their phone
Y/n: I’ll call
Donnie: Casey and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
April: Hello?
Y/n: Top 30 reasons why y/n is sorry... Number 5 will surprise you!
Raph: Top 30 anime deaths. Number One: YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT NOW!!!
Mikey: I'm incredibly fast at maths.
Y/n: Alright, what's 30x17?
Mikey: 47
Y/n: That's not even close.
Mikey: But it was fast.
Donnie: Would you guys be there for me if I was going through something?
Raph: Nope, absolutely not.
Leo: I hope it sucks, whatever you're going through.
Mikey: I hope it emotionally scars you for the rest of your life.
Casey: I hope you reach out to me so I can ignore you.
Y/n: I can't wait to go to your funeral, knowing I could've changed that outcome.
*Everyone is standing around the broken coffee maker*
Splinter: So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.
Everyone:
Leo: ...I did. I broke it.
Splinter: No. No you didn't. Mikey?
Mikey: Don't look at me. Look at Y/n.
Y/n: What?! I didn't break it.
Mikey: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Y/n: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.
Mikey: Suspicious.
Y/n: No, it's not!
Raph: If it matters, probably not, but April was the last one to use it.
April: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!
Raph: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
April: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Raph!
Leo: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, person A.
Splinter: No! Who broke it!?
Everyone:
Raph: Splinter... Donnie’s been awfully quiet.
Donnie: rEALLY?!
*Everyone starts arguing*
Splinter, being interviewed: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it.
Splinter: I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.
Splinter:
Splinter: Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
'Can I copy the homework?'
Donnie: I can help you with it!
April: Yeah, sure.
Y/n: Bold of you to assume I did the homework.
Raph: lol nope.
Mikey: Wait, we had homework?!?!?!
Leo: *Read 5:55pm*
Leo: bitches b like “im baby” but have childhood trauma and neglect like wtf do u know about being baby u were forced to grow up from an early age anyways I’m bitches
Leo, driving y/n and April: So how was your day?
Y/n: We almost got surprise adopted!
Leo: What?
April: We almost got kidnapped.
Leo: Oh, okay.
Leo: *slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?!
#donatello x reader#donnie x reader#leonardo x reader#tmnt leo x reader#tmnt x reader#tmnt x reader fluff#mikey tmnt#2012 tmnt x reader#platonic tmnt x reader#raphael tmnt#tmnt#tmnt 2012 x reader#tmnt donnie#tmnt donnie x reader#tmnt leonardo x reader#tmnt mikey x reader#tmnt raph x reader#tmnt raphael x reader#tmnt x gn reader#tmnt x reader platonic#tmnt 2012#teenage mutant ninja turtles#turtle tots
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Heyyy,
I saw your toxic things the demon bros will do to keep you with them and i absolutely fell in love with. More of, my mental health issues felll in love with- ANYGAYSzz
I was wondering if you could maybe do the same for the side characters¿¿¿¿
Also did you drink water today? Cuz if thats a no here you go 💧💧💧💧
And some cookies just incase 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪
Love anonymous 👑
I'm not actually supposed to post anything for tonight, because I don't know? I didn't get to start anything this morning so I crammed this post T_T
But love lots! Hope you enjoy this piece ^^
But seriously, I was like "Oh shit, the algorithm I don't have!" And proceed to finish this.
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What are the most toxic thing they will do in a relationship just to make you stay with them?
Versions: Demon brothers, Side Characters
Warnings: Manipulation, yandere themes, execution, mention of torture, psychological torture, love potions, Mentions of murder, framing, alcohol
Links: Masterlist
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DIAVOLO will use his authority
He's already so happy to have you by his side
And by staying there you already secured the position of the next ruler that will stand beside him
So, why do you have to leave..?
And the reasons
"I'm not fit enough..."
"I don't deserve this much..!"
"There are more people out there that are more worthy than me..."
Won't cut it.
He knows your worth and he's sure you do too.
So why?
Perhaps you're just nervous that you won't be able to match his grace?
You don't need to.
His grace is unmatched among the demons and yours is too among the mortals.
You both are on the same chapter, just on different pages.
So why make things hard for yourself?!
All you need to do is say yes and everything will be taken care of.
Clothes, food, money, status, security and literally anything.
He loves you and you does too so it's not going to be a marriage with no love...
SO WHY?
You're starting to drive him insane, MC.
And he might just do the same to you
So he'll invite you over for a fancy dinner and a few drinks
You accepted, despite knowing that Diavolo might try something after he got you drunk
Thinking that Diavolo forgot that you can't get drunk by just a basic demonus
Fool
That's what you are for thinking Diavolo actually misses something, anything about you
So he changed the bottle of demonus to an actual human liquor but neutralized it's taste by the help of his one, loyal servant
Barbatos
Not even two hour passed by and you're already putty in his hands
Dancing just like how he wants it on his palms
Then he'll slide a paper into the table to you, together with a beautiful pen
He then point at an empty line with his finger and said "Look at that MC, this line right here wants your signature."
"Hmm, why?~"
"Because it's such a huge fan of you and it needs you to become something, someone better, so why don't you give it a sign?" Is what he said while smirking.
And there you are, signing the papers while your mind is clouded with alcohol
Oh what is it?
Just a marriage contract
You don't want it?
Look into rules and regulations, Claus 5
It's against your human rights?
How foolish, you're not in the human world.
You will tell the whole Devildom about it?
Lèse majesté
And what's the punishment for committing that? Simple.
Death.
BARBATOS and his timeline power
He loves you
So much actually
At first, it was fun to be in a relationship with him
It's fun, slowly opening him up like a present and seeing the gift, a part of him that only you know.
He builds up trust for you and so do you for him
Then it started to get suffocating
He won't admit it openly but you know,
You know that the one who kills anyone who dared act close with you is him
And it terrifies you
You may allow it if it actually harms you, severely
But it's not for your protection anymore
He's doing it out of pure annoyance now
He doesn't like you around the brothers
The angels
Solomon
Thirteen
Or even Lord Diavolo
In fact, he doesn't want you around anyone.
And it's making you feel more unsafe
He's starting to isolate you from everyone and everything
He's trying to isolate you from the world
So you decided to end things with him
And he doesn't seem to take it lightly like how you expected...
How did you know?
Simple.
You woke up weeks before that break up happened
You know how it happened and you know who made it happen
It's none other than your boyfriend of course
You thought that maybe if you talk nicely with him he'll actually understand the problem
But he didn't
He started to get more and more aggressive with you
Then when the week end
It repeats
And repeats
And repeats
And repeats again
And again
But it will keep going on like that until you learn
Until you learn that there's no other option than him
No other ending than him
He doesn't mind driving you crazy if it means you'll continue to love him
So good luck, MC.
SIMEON might just ask Father for help
Ho doesn't understand!
Why would you want to break up with him?!
He did everything, MC!
It's not clear!
Nothing is clear!
You just belive that you two are not fit together..?
You don't want him to end up like Lilith..?
He doesn't care!
He'll burn these precious, white wings for you!
He'll kill for you!
He'd actually prefer to end up like Lilith rather than this!
Because, at least, Lilith managed to be with her love until her life ended...
He'd rather be a demon or a human rather then live like the adored angel he is without you...
...
You'll still leave huh?
Alright then.
I guess he has no choice but to ask Father for help
What do you mean it will cause him to fall? Oh dear, it won't.
It might actually even promote him into a higher rank.
Father wants you in his side.
In fact, the whole celestial realm want you on this side
So when he asked "Father, it seems that we need to take even larger measure to have MC side with us. What do you think we can do?"
...oh?
Luke?
What a brilliant plan.
Now,
Let's see if you can still leave knowing an innocent life, Luke, will be put under danger because of this tantrum,
Because of you.
SOLOMON and his hidden antics
Oh dear, angel
His little devil
His most prized possession
His favorite concubine,
You won't be leaving him anytime soon, dear.
When you told him that "I want to break up with you."
He kept himself quite for a while before answering "Let me give it some thought, MC. For now, stay with me."
And just as he expected you listened obediently.
But then, his grip around your waits became more rough
And the hand he used to playfully wrap around your neck became more tight
It's hard...
It's hard to feed you his love laced cooking
But he found out that you just loves, adored even, Luke's baked cookies...
And since you're a human, he knows that Luke creates special cookies just for you
One that don't contain exotic ingredients that will upset your stomach
And it just made the work of latching love potions easier for him
He'll just add a few drops and it will do the magic for him
So, all he has to do sit tight
And wait for you to crawl back to his lap yourself.
RAPHAEL will use spears for example
Haha...
But he loves you, MC..?
He might just start crying if you say more
"Sure... But I'll make sure you'll come back to me..!"
At first, it sounded like a joke and it's funny enough to make you giggle
The beautiful memories of peaceful separation didn't last long after you saw a dead body pinned by spears though
His spears, to be specific
It doesn't even make sense
You don't even know this guy...
He hasn't talk to you and you don't even know him
Hell, you don't even recognize his face...
So what's the catch?
Why is he killing completely random people...
That's what have been running around your mind
You haven't seen him around RAD anymore
And if you do he refuse to answer your questions
Except his face will lightly flush and he'll even smile a little before sa say "Ah~ It's nice hearing your voice..."
His tone, the way he says it, none of theme are innocent
And he made it known that he knows what he's doing
The curiosity didn't last long
Until you found out that the corpses aren't for you from him as a threat
It was for the families of the victims
You found out that each of them have high power among the nobilities of Devildom
And he killed them to make the families think that you're telling him to do so
It's not to make you feel guilty, it for them to start attacking you
Until you're pushed back to a corner where no one else can save you
Except for him.
MEPHISTOPHELES's way only
Ha...
Man he loves you so much...
But all he do is stare at you blankly after you told him you ant to break up
Staring at you like you're just some kid throwing a tantrum
It's Mephistopheles in front of you, I mean, he's rich, handsome, tall, smart and has good family background
If he's a human everybody would have gone crazy over him already
Plus he wears heels and he has a sexy cane
What more could you ask for?
But yeah...
You don't want to be with him forever?
Sure, he'll talk to Diavolo.
"I'll buy MC's contract and I'll put them under my wing." Is all the reason he needs to say and a few more to have Diavolo selling you
What about your family?
This amount will do right?
I mean...
He paid for what your worth so don't expect it to be much.
Anyways, you're his now
By the eyes of the law, money and his
He'll never let you get away?
And if you did try to?
He'll simply frame you for treason and let's see if you won't come crawling back to him
After finding out that he can choose what type of punishment, torture method, to give you.
But don't worry.
He likes the game cat and mouse
He don't like playing it for a long time though
So be careful
His patience isn't as long as the line of money and connection ahead of him
THIRTEEN basically holds your life
Break up?
"You're not." Is all she said as she holds your candle
She's grinning widely as she let your candle melt, its 's wax falling directly in her hands
"Why would you even want to?" She asked even though she knows, no reason can separate the two of you
And if you did say "I don't care." as she holds you candle
She might just accidentally extinguish one of your loved ones candles
So be careful, MC.
Among everyone
She's the only one who won't joke around.
And just so you know
Her patience is shorter than the amount of time it requires to kill someone's fire off of their candle.
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Can I please request Skz x 9th member with s3lfh4rm like…the boys trying to help and all those things (you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to)
The stages of healing.
warning: eating disorder and mentions of self harm.
Pairing: Skz x 9th member
Summary: the stages are healing are hard but Chan and the boys are here for you.
!not proofread!
Hope you enjoy this bby!
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"Baby you have to eat something" Chan says while pushing the plate back to my side of the table.
We were currently sat in the dining room and everyone had finished eating their breakfast leaving me and chan (who had also finished eating his breakfast) alone.
"Chan I don't want too, I'm full" I complain while looking at the full plate infront of me. It was obviously untouched but i could'nt bring myself to eat it. It was taunting me.
"You only had two bites and we have training all day today, I don't want you passing out my love. You need to eat something,"
He says while rubbing my back. He was being gentle i cant lie there but the worryb and frustration in his voice caused me to feel more guilthy at the fact that my brain was a constant maze and battle zone when it came to eating
"Look you can atleast just eat the mashed potatoes and peas so you can give you energy. Trust me it wont be bad," He tries to reason with me but I shake my head no. I was so full and food gave me so much anxiety.
I didn't want to grow fat, I wouldn't allow it.
"Channie I don't want too, please don't make me." I beg him while fiddling with my fingers.
"Baby, I'm starting to get worried. You only have one meal a day and when you do, you barely eat. Please don't make me forcefully feed you." his voice was soft and his touch was so warm. i knew he meant well bu the contant voices in my head wouldnt allow me to do anything.
I look at him terrified, mortified because would he really? I knew Chan was stronger than me but he wouldn't pin me down just to make me eat...right?
"Okay Mashed potatoes only." I sigh looking at the plate. Trying not to cry.
"There we go Babygirl" he smiles and kisses my temple. His eyes twinkle and i couldnt help but also smile at how pretty he was.
"what?" he asks chuckling
"your just so pretty"
"ugh stop changing the subject and eat" his cheeks were now a ligh pink and his ears turned a dark red. he rolls his eyes playfully and runs his hand through his hair.
"Yo Chan," Han says coming into the room and looking over at me and Chan. He gives him "the look".
"Is she having trouble eating again?" Han asks worried and Chan nods his head.
"But it's fine she's eating her potatoes today.”
Han smiles at that and comes over to ruffle my hair.
“I’m proud of you kid.” He beams and I poke out my tongue causing him to laugh.
"Chan can you help me look for the flash drive before we leave?" Han asks,
"Yeah sure, babe eat up. I'll be back." He tells me and leaves the room with Han. I let out a sigh of relief and quickly stand up and dunk all the food into the trash can. My heart was beating because I prayed that Chan would take long looking for the Flash drive but luck wasn't on my side because he came right back into the kitchen.
"Hey-" he stops and looks up from his phone. "are you done?"
"I finished them." I said smiling, well whatever you call a plastic smile. A guilty smile.
"You finished all the mashed potatoes?" He says coming close to me. I nod trying to avoid his eye contact.
"Okay then." He simply says before walking to the trash can.
"N-no don't look in there-" I try to stop him but it's too late. He had already opened it and looked inside.
He turned to look at me and he was so mad I could tell.
"Your a liar." He growls. i gulp knowing the concequences of my actions.
"i ate half of them?" i sigh and look up at him. He just shakes his head and lets out a frustrated sigh.
"i dont get it! why dont you want to eat anymore? We were doing so well,"
"is everything okay in here?" Felix's head pops up at the corner of the door.
"she just threw out all her food-"
"again? thats the 4th time this week." he frowns and makes his way into the the room.
"exactly my point,"
"i did eat chan, i ate half the potatoes-" i tug on my long sleeves sweaters and look at the both of them.
He frowns and looks down then back up, searching for my eyes.
“Can I see your wrists?” He asks looking back down at my fingers. His eyes were furrowed. Almost in like a confused way?
My eyes go wide at his request but I quickly shove them away.
“Chan they’re ugly, I don’t want you to see them.” I frown. My voice quivers. The tears that had disappeared were now reappearing.
“Chan I haven’t been cutting I promise-“
“Then let me see, I know you too well my love. Let me see.” His eyes are soft now and were reaching out for both my hands that were covered with my hoodies sleeves.
I sigh and give in. His hands are soft against mine but he pulls up the sleeves. He examines the scars that were now slowly healing. His lips in a soft smile.
“See I told you, I promised you I stopped.”
“Hey hey hey and I’m so proud of you. I just wanted to make sure because I care and love you. You’re doing a good job healing.” his hands wrap around my waist and pull me against his body.
“Ew gross get a room.” Felix says killing our moments. Chan chuckles and pushes him away.
"The cars are here everbody!" Hyunjins voice echoes through the house.
"okay this conversation isnt over yet, here take the banana and we'll talk about it after practice yeah?" he kisses my forhead and hands me the banana before we grab our bags and make our way to the car.
"go ahead eat it, im watching you." chan raises one eyebrow while staring at me. "She still isnt eating?" Leeknow asks after listening to our conversation.
"i am! chans just being a overprotective," i sigh and peel the banana.
"i am not!" he defends himself and i let out a giggle while slowly starting to chew the banana and finishing it. "see i told you," i poke my tongue out at him and he let out a little laugh.
"okay whatever but your still having lunch with me." i mentally sigh dreading the feeling of the banana sitting in my stomach.
i play with chans's silver braclet as we wait to arrive at the jyp building. It didnt take long. It was just a 15 minute ride once we arrived. we all make our way up the building to our normal dance room and set everything up.
"lets start with stretching and then get to God's menu, yeah?" we all groan as we get to our places and minho plays the song.
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OKAY OKAY here we goooo an annoyingly long-ish post about all my thoughts on The Sunshine Court
Spoilers Spoilers Spoilersss you've been warned
First things first it is so interesting to see Nora writing from not one but TWO new people's perspective. Jean's perspective is just devastating being inside his head is heartbreaking the constant fear and panic and how much of his energy is used on just pushing down every memory of what was done to him. His coping mechanisms are terrifying and i truly do hope by the end of book 2 he has a healthier way of dealing with it bc baby boy stop hurting yourself :( Every sentence was so painful to read. But also his resilience the entire time to get through it no matter what, god i fucking love him!!! He is a fighter.
Jeremy's perspective is sooooo refreshing. He is such a little sweetheart i could cry. The fact that he sends hand written letters and he's so caring and genuine but he can also be so stern. When he dropped that "i asked you a question" to Lucas fkehdjdfjdh OK SIR. I'M SAT. His relationship with the family butler is so endearing as well i need more background on that for sure! My only one criticism is that he didn't have enough pov chapters and i'm hoping we'll learn more in the second book of course because there's still so much about him and his (dysfunctional? toxic?) family dynamic that we don't know yet but also i'm greedy and i wanna know EVEYTHING about him !!!
Kevin and Jean are so just tragic it actually breaks my fucking heart like "you didn't have to slit my throat on the way out" JEAN??? and "promise me you won't try again. I can't lose you." KEVIN??? And the fact that Jean to this day is still keeping that promise. Also Jean's obvious but secret long term crush on Kevin the way it's subtly dropped every time Jean has to stamp down on his desire's and "temptations" GOD PLEASE I CAN'T STAND IT
SPEAKING OF!!! BISEXUAL JEAN ??? BI JEAN??? BI JEANNNN !!!!
Neil and Jean oh my God like where do i even start?? The guilt Jean feels at what happened to Neil in the Nest and him finally calling him by his name after Riko's death and telling him his game was good. And Neil seriously needs to give himself more credit for how much of a caring person he is because the way he indirectly told Jean that he thinks he is worth saving and didn't even hesitate before asking Stuart to send someone after That Guy after what Jean told him. Neil Josten the man that you are!!!
Jean's little sister Elodie what a beautiful name. Them being so close and him reading to her. The way he found out about her death jolted me differently. It was so awful and i'm so sorry Jean didn't get to see her grow up and meet her again.
Renee and Jean oh my god. Jean thinking she's beautiful (bitch me toooo) And the whole right person wrong time ugh i can't stand it. Him wearing her necklace all the time, enough that Jeremy always notices it. And unabashedly stealing her picture from the foxes lounge. Like he did not give a fuck. He said this one is mine. One good reason to stay alive being rainbows i'm gonna FKSJSKDHDH. Theirs would be such a soft love.
Speaking of soft loves Laila and Cat are EVERYTHINGGGG. God they are so cute with their little domestic life and their rich gay boy son who crashes on their couch with his cardboard cut out dog. That whole friendship dynamic is beautiful. Their fierce protectiveness and care over Jean as well and the patience they have with him even after the little kitchen incident. When Cat took Jean out for a drive on her motorcycle god that was such a heart warming moment and Jean helping them cook as well and becoming the girls' little sous chef it's so cute so endearing !!!
FINALLY FINALLY THE JEREJEAN DYNAMIC
PLEASE I'M GONNA SCREAM
Jeremy being the one who told Jean that Riko was dead i don't even know what to begin with THAT like hhhhhhh. The way they're both stupidly attracted to each other but won't/can't do anything about it. THE WHOLE "say yes Jeremy" SCENE WTF WAS THATTT I WAS GOING INSANEEEE. Both of them having to stop mid sentence when they catch the other looking FINE as hell. Jean being so obvious that even Lucas picks up on the way he looks at Jeremy. Jeremy being there to ground Jean in a Moment and helping him come down from it. Grabbing his face and telling him he's okay. Moving into the room with him to make him feel more comfortable !! The way Jean grabs Jeremy's chin (boiiiii). Jeremy constantly reminding Jean that he is NOT A RAVEN ANYMORE no matter how many times he has to say it. Jeremy saying he'll wait as long as it takes until Jean speaks to him. JEREMY GIVING HIM A HUG AND JEAN CLUTCHING DESPERATELY TO HIS SHIRT FUUCUFHDHSJHSSUHDH and then the "will you help me?" And the "Anything you need" AND THEY'RE GOING TO TAKE A CERAMICS CLASS TOGETHER?!?!?!!!! i can't i can't i can't i caaan'ttt
There's so much more to say but i'm gonna leave it at this for now because i need to go re-read it again and take my time with it this time round but i really could not have asked for anything better Nora truly outdid herself here !!! I'm forever grateful she blessed us with this after so long.
#i will probably be talking about all of this and more when it's safer to do so without spoilers#but yeah i just i cannot stress enough how PERFECT it was#everything i could want and more#god i love nora sm#the sunshine court spoilers#tsc spoilers#the sunshine court#tsc#all for the game#aftg#jean moreau#jeremy knox#renee walker#kevin day#neil josten#laila dermott#catalina alvarez#usc trojans#jerejean#jeanee#kevjean
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Two idiots in love. (P11)
Joel Miller x anemic!reader
Summary: Joel finds his way to the town. Y/N is determined to do anything to keep Ellie safe.
Warnings: blood, death, acts of murder, attempted rape
BIG TRIGGER WARNING
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The sound of the cage door opening woke up the girls.
Y/N was still exhausted, so she rubbed at her eyes in a hurry to try to wake herself up.
David and James stepped past her and picked up Ellie.
Ellie began to scream, which made Y/N's blood run cold.
"W…Hey, What are you doing?" She asked as she stood up on her feet.
When James began to pull Ellie out of the cell, Y/N immediately moved towards them to help the girl.
But David stopped her by wrapping his arms around her from behind, "Hey." He cooed in her ear, "It will all be okay."
"No," she shook her head, "NO! STOP! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER!"
James pulled Ellie onto the butcher table outside of the cell, and David locked Y/N back in, keeping her from interfering.
Ellie's screams were driving Y/N crazy.
She pushed herself against the bars, "STOP! PLEASE… ELLIE!"
David brought the cleaver up in his hand.
"Don't!" Ellie cried, "I'M INFECTED!"
He slammed the cleaver down by her head, making Y/N flinch.
"And now," Ellie remarked, "So are you."
Only then did David notice the bite mark in his hand.
While he was distracted, Ellie took the cleaver and sunk it into James' neck.
"RUN ELLIE!"
She didn't need to be told twice.
Ellie bolted out of the door and didn't look back.
David turned back to Y/N. "You… you little whore."
She backed away from the bars. "I didn't… you said… 'everything happens for a reason'… didn't you?"
He growled and unlocked the cage.
A panicking feeling settled into Y/N's stomach.
"You're gonna fucking listen to me now, aren't you?" David taunted as he stood in the doorway of the cage.
Y/N couldn't breathe.
He flinched towards her to scare her.
She jumped back and tripped, now sitting on the floor in a panicking mess. "Don't… you don't have to do this…."
He smiled as he kneeled down to her level. His hand grabbed one of her ankles gently and he pulled her towards him, "Oh, you sweet girl. Are you gonna be good for me?"
Sweet girl.
She let out a shuddered breath at the name.
She missed Joel.
She felt David run his hand up her leg.
"D...Don't…"
"Why not?"
She looked into his eyes. Though she was terrified, she knew she could at least try to get him to leave her alone. Her voice was a quiet tone, "If he's out there… then he's hunting you down… and he won't stop until he gets what he wants."
David scoffed, "And what does he want, Y/N?"
"Well… it…depends on where you keep moving your hand… stop now, and… he might let you keep all of your fingers…"
…
Ellie sprinted through the snow.
She had to find Joel.
But she couldn't leave Y/N behind.
She wasn't sure what to do.
Luckily, Joel had already started his rescue mission, and was in the tree line.
He saw Ellie run out of the building, and walked out to get her. "Ellie…" his soft voice carried in the cold air.
She cried when she saw him.
She ran to him and hugged his torso with all of her strength, "I tried… but… they… they were… gonna kill me…"
"I know, Ellie. I know. I saw the shed," Joel cooed as he rubbed her back softly. "Where is Y/N? Is she alright?"
Ellie shook her head, "She's still there… and D…David… he's trying… he…"
"Slow down. What did he say?"
"He said… he was gonna train… Y/N like… like a dog to its master…"
All of Joel's comforting tone and movements were gone. "He said… what?"
Ellie shook her head, not wanting to repeat her words.
But Joel didn't really need to hear them again. He had heard enough.
His deadly demeanor returned, and he turned into the merciless killer again.
"Where is she?" He asked coldly.
…
Y/N had managed to kick David in the face, but she wasn't quick enough to move.
When she had tried to get up, he pushed her down again, this time, straddling her on the cold tile.
"You…you're a monster!" Y/N cried out.
David smirked, "You don't know how good I am. What I can give you…"
She tried to push his chest to get away, but it was in vain, "No… you have nothing…"
"I've decided to take the place of your husband, Y/N. And I'm gonna teach you. I'm gonna show you what love is like."
His hand moved to the button on her jeans.
"No.. stop…" she cried. Her voice was desperate and soft, unlike the usual confidence and sarcasm she always had.
She told herself that she'd never let something like this happen. She'd fight. She'd kill them.
But now? She couldn't bring herself to do anything.
Where was Joel?
He wouldn't let this happen. He would snap David's neck.
She can't go down without a fight.
So, she began to struggle against his grip.
"Oh good," David grinned, "The fighting is the part I like the most."
She cried out in grunts, trying to do anything to overpower the man. Or at least to try to escape.
But her jeans were now around her ankles, and she was losing strength.
Her lungs were killing her.
Black dots clouded her vision.
She can't pass out now.
"Don't be afraid," David cooed into her ear. "'There is no fear in love.'"
With what little strength she had left, she reached at his waist and pulled out his keyring.
She let out a final grunt.
And shoved one of the keys into one of the man's eye sockets.
He screamed and backed away as he covered his eye.
She won't forget the sight.
She began to crawl away, gaining a little strength in knowing she could escape.
If only she were so lucky.
David grabbed her leg once again.
On instinct, Y/N kicked at him again.
And kicked the key further into the man's head, hitting his brain.
David fell back in a slump as his blood began to leak on the floor.
Y/N sat up and viewed what she had done.
And let out a strained cry.
She was so tired and scared. She didn't know what to do.
And the black dots had returned to her vision.
She tried to crawl away but she didn't make it far before the darkness clouded her vision completely.
…
"H..Here. In here." Ellie pointed.
Joel shrugged off his backpack, handing it to her. "You're gonna stay out here. And if I don't come back, you're gonna leave."
"No, I-"
"Do. It." Joel commanded.
Ellie nodded.
Joel opened the door with a loud creak.
He stepped in with his handgun ready.
But he was nowhere near ready for the sight in front of him.
Y/N was passed out in the cage, half-dressed.
David's dead body laid next to her.
The preacher's blood stained the flannel Joel had given the woman only days before.
"F…Fuck." Joel muttered in a panic.
He grabbed her jeans and kneeled next to her. "Y/N?"
She was breathing, and that alone was enough to make Joel relax.
But she wasn't gonna wake up anytime soon.
He sighed and began to dress the woman again, noting how even in her sleep, she was shivering.
Once dressed, Joel shrugged off his own coat and wrapped it around her to keep her warm before picking her up with a grunt.
How could he let this happen?
He pulled her as close to his body as possible and placed a kiss on her forehead. "You're safe, sweet girl... I gotcha. I gotcha..."
He wasn't going to fail her again.
He stepped out of the building, relieved that he had recovered his most priced possession.
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You are a witch
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summary: you were adopted by Natasha Romanoff, the great Black Widow. But what happens when the truth uncovers? What happens when the three kings of hell are sent to kill you, and you manage to uncover your power and banish them?
pairing: Natasha x daughter reader, Yelena x niece reader, Melina & Alexei x granddaughter reader
warnings: witchcraft, rats?
genre: angst, fluff
words: 2483
a/n: I'm watching an awful lot of the chilling adventures of Sabrina lately, so I wanted to write a little mcu crossover with a witch reader :)
You do not have my permission to repost, copy or translate my work
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It all happened so fast. At one point you were home, doing your homework like you did every friday evening. Then, at the other moment, the door was broken down, and the demons entered your home.
You did not know how to fight them off. You did not know they were even demons. They looked like humans, and you had no reason to suspect otherwise.
Of course, you knew better now.
The demons had disguised themselves to look like mortals. They were sent to assassinate you. You didn’t know they were demons, but once they drew their swords, you were pretty quick to run towards the widow and climb down using the fire escape.
The attackers followed you, and once you entered the Avengers tower, Wanda managed to banish them. She killed them.
You remember Natasha running to you, assisting you. You were out of breath and terrified. Natasha slept in your room that night. You were scared to be left alone, and Natasha was terrified that someone would come and hurt you. Little did you know someone did.
That same night, another demon entered your room.
However, this time, the demon did not disguise itself. I had come to kill you in its demon form. It did not hide itself. Your mother tried to protect you, but what good were her knives and her gun against an all mighty demon?
Once the demon got ahold of your mother, you lost your temper.
You did not know where it came from. You did not know how it worked. You did not know how you knew how to operate it. But you did.
Your eyes turned red. The wind from outside seemed to pick up inside your bedroom. The demon seemed afraid, even if his body language did not show it, his eyes did. It became afraid. You were afraid, but somehow, you managed to call upon a power hidden deep within your body. You managed to banish the demon for good.
After you had killed it, you rushed to your mother who was bleeding out on the ground. The demon had slashed her side open, and she was running out of time.
You did not understand it, but you had a vision. A flash in your mind that showed you exactly what to do. You covered your mothers’ wounds with your hands, and you closed your eyes. You called upon the power in your body, and Natasha’s wounds sealed shut.
After that, Natasha had decided to take you out of town for a few days.
It was clear that you were not safe in New York, and Natasha did not want to put you in any unnecessary danger. She did not know how the demons knew where you were, but she figured you would be much safer with her family, in Russia.
And so, you flew to Russia, but not before Stephen Strange brought you a little visit. After hearing of your situation, and of your power awakening, he had gifted you a book. This book contained a series of spells, made by witches who were not similar to Stephen Strange, nor Wanda Maximoff. These witches possessed a different kind of magic. The kind of magic that you were now possessing.
You had started practising a few spells, before you left for Russia.
You were now driving towards your grandmothers’ farm, even though you had never met them.
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“Are we nearly there? We have been driving for hours and my head hurts,” you sighed annoyed, staring out the window.
“Like I told you the other fifty times, we still have a few hours to go. If your head hurts, take a nap,” Natasha answered, done with your attitude the entire trip. She did not want to get mad at you. As a mother, she knew and understood that you had a difficult time these past few days, and that you were unlocking something within yourself that you did not know you had, but as a person, she was entirely done with your attitude.
You let out another sigh in annoyance. “I don’t want to take a nap, mom. Why are we even going to these people? I’ve never met them. Who even are they?”
“You know Aunt Yelena, and she will be there. And Melina and Alexei are my sort of parents, so I expect you to treat them with respect,” Natasha told you.
“What kind of animals do they have on the farm?” you asked.
“What…?
“You said they lived on a farm. A farm usually has animals. What kind of animals do they have?”
Natasha sighed. “Well, Melina has pigs, but I believe that recently she started feeding some stray cats, and they have started to hang around the farm.”
“Did you have animals when you were a child? I mean, in those three years you lived with them?” you asked Natasha, staring at her curiously.
“I did not, but there was a stray cat that I begged to take in. Melina and Alexei would not let me, although they did give me some cat food from time to time to feed it,” Natasha explained, steering the car onto an off road path.
“Really? They don’t have road where they live? What? Is the farmhouse some fallen apart building as well?” you asked, sarcasm lacing your tone.
Natasha sighed, a small smirk appearing on your lips, yet she tried to hide it.
“Go to sleep, or I’ll knock you out myself.”
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After you had fallen asleep in the car, the car ride took about another hour or two. Once you arrived, Natasha carefully woke you up, helping you out of the car.
Yelena was stood by the door, waiting for you to wake up fully so she could go and give you a hug.
“Aunt Yelena!” you exclaimed in happiness, running towards her and giving her a big hug. “I missed you! It has been far too long since you came to New York.”
Yelena smiled and brushed some hair out of your face.
“I was enjoying spending some time with my other half of my family,” Yelena started, leaning in a little closer so she could whisper in your ear. “Don’t worry, you are still my favourite.”
You smiled, giving Yelena a kiss on her cheek.
“We should go inside,” Natasha then said, handing Yelena a bag to carry inside.
“Sure,” Yelena said, whistling for Fanny, who had slipped past her to get out of the house when Yelena opened the door to wait for you, to come inside as well.
Fanny ran towards you, excitedly jumping on you and begging for cuddles. You, obviously, happily obliged, spoiling Fanny in hugs and pets and kisses while she excitedly jumped on you, licking your face and cuddling close to you.
Once you were inside, Yelena told Natasha that Melina and Alexei were waiting in the living room.
Natasha had gone to greet them and to explain the situation with you, while Yelena stayed with you. Yelena led you to the spare bedroom, where she settled the bags down.
“We only have one guest room, so you and Natasha will have to share. I am sure you do not mind,” Yelena explained, and you smiled and nodded as answer.
“Did mom… tell you? Why we came here? Why she is so afraid?” you asked Yelena, sitting on the bed and settling your shoulder bag next to you. Yelena sighed before joining you on the bed, taking a moment to collect her thoughts before she spoke.
“Natasha did not tell me a lot, but she told me that you were now… magical. She told me that something was- is hunting you,” Yelena explained, shaking her head. “She didn’t tell me much more.”
You sighed, looking down and picking at your skirt.
“I am magical. I think I am a witch, but like, a really powerful one. Two demons came to attack me. They were aggressive, and they spoke about doing something for their master. They were sent to kill me, to assassinate me. My magic, or my powers, unlocked when the second one tried to hurt mom. And after, after he had hurt her and she was bleeding, I suddenly knew how to heal her, and my powers did. Someone powerful is trying to get rid of me, and I don’t even understand what I am,” you explained, looking at Yelena carefully, hoping you didn’t scare of confuse her.
“Okay, so what you are saying is that my little niece is an ass kicking awesome witch?” Yelena said, smiling when she saw the relieved smile form on your face.
After a moment of silence, Yelena moved to sit a little closer to you, indicating that whatever she was going to say next was probably serious.
“Listen to me, y/n. You are Natasha’s daughter. You are my niece. You are family, and no matter what you turn out to be, you will always be our family, and we will always be yours,” Yelena promised, cupping your face in her hands to get you to look at her. She smiled kindly, leaning forwards and pressing a kiss on you forehead.
“Thank you, Auntie Yelena.”
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After your talk with Yelena, you had showed her your new book. The book that Strange gave you. It was full of spells and knowledge, and after reading some of it, you had started writing your own notes in your notebook.
You also showed Yelena a little taste of your magic. You had managed to effortlessly change an eraser into Yelena’s favourite cookie, which disappeared the moment you took your eyes off of it. Not because the spell failed. Simply because Yelena had eaten it…
After about an hour, Natasha had come up to the room, knocking on the door and letting you know that it was time to meet your grandparents.
You weren’t sure how you were supposed to be feeling. You were nervous, sure, but everyone is when they meet someone knew. You were most nervous about their importance. You knew how important Melina and Alexei were to Natasha and Yelena, and you did not want to say or do anything that might upset any of them.
Natasha took your hand, rubbing reassuring circles on it to hopefully soothe you.
“Everything’s gonna be okay. They are going to love you, and you will love them, I promise,” Natasha assured you, leading you downstairs.
Once you entered the living room, Melina and Alexei were sitting on the couch. Melina stood up immediately when she noticed you entered.
“Y/n, dear, we are so happy to finally meet you,” Melina said, walking over to you and embracing you in a hug. When she pulled back, she placed her hand on your cheek, taking a good look at your face. “What a beautiful girl you are,” she said, and you smiled.
“Thank you, Melina,” you said, and Melina smiled stepping aside and motioning her hand towards one of the other couches.
“Please, sit down. Would you like some tea, or another drink?” Melina asked, going into the kitchen to get your chosen drink while you sat down.
Natasha sat down next to you, while Yelena chose the couch across from you.
“It is very nice to meet you, my granddaughter. Welcome to the family!” Alexei exclaimed happily, laughing at the stern look Natasha gave him.
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After you had settled in, and you had gotten used to being around Melina and Alexei, you had all decided on some pizza for dinner. Slowly but surely you grew to like being around Melina and Alexei, even though Alexei was painfully loud and unaware at times.
After you had settled at the dinner table, you sat beside Natasha, Alexei at the head of the table while Melina sat across from Natasha, and Yelena sat across from you.
“So are you liking Russia, y/n? I believe Natasha told us you have never been here before?” Melina asked, and you nodded.
“It’s very beautiful, definitely more beautiful than the busy city,” you responded, and Melina smiled.
You reached forward, about to grab another slice of pizza from the pizza box when a strange wind picked up inside the house, and the squeaking of mice could be heard.
You froze in your actions, looking around the house cautiously.
“What’s wrong darling?” Natasha asked concerned, laying her hand on your arm.
“Don’t you hear that? Don’t you feel that?” you asked, looking at Natasha with wide eyes while she shook her head no.
“Do you need some water?” she asked, but you didn’t respond as you looked down at your feet, standing up quickly when you recognised the rats running around your legs.
You gasped in surprise, taking a few steps back while Natasha and Yelena looked at you with concern.
“Are you okay? What are you feeling?” Natasha asked, and you looked at her confused.
“Can’t you see the rats?!” you asked surprised, pointing at the rats that ran around your legs. Natasha shook her head no, but once the door to the living room slammed open, Natasha head turned towards it. What came through was something she could see.
“What the hell is that?!” Yelena said in surprise, standing up herself.
Through the door walked a disgusting looking demon. His skin looked rotten and old, almost as if his body had been dead and rotting for weeks.
“I AM BEELZEBUB, DEMON OF VERMIN, ONE OF THE THREE KINGS OF HELL. MY BROTHERS HAVE FAILED TO SUCCEED, BUT I WILL FINISH THE JOB!” the demon, Beelzebub spoke loudly, raising his arm out towards you. The rats charged at you, and you quickly ran to the couch to grab your bag.
You pulled you spellbook out, going through the pages quickly to find the banishing spell that you had researched before.
“Y/n what the hell is going on?!” Yelena yelled at you, but you ignored her as you found the right page, raising your own hand towards the demon Beelzebub.
“Beelzebub, I shall banish you as I did your brothers. You shall burn in the pits and fires of hell! Exilium, gehenna, evanescet. Beelzebub I banish thee!” you yelled out, lowering your hand when the demon Beelzebub disappeared into dust.
“That was awesome,” Yelena spoke quickly, after assessing that you were not injured.
“I need a nap,” you said, dropping the book and letting yourself fall down onto the couch. Natasha ran to your side quickly, holding your head in her hands.
“Are you alright?” she asked, a confused look overtaking her when she noticed your smile.
“I just banished, not just a demon, but one of the three kings of hell, with my own magic,” you explained proudly, letting your eyes fall close. “But it was exhausting, and I really need a nap now.”
Natasha smiled softly, nodding.
“Go to sleep, we’ll talk in the morning.”
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omg ok i’m sorry this’ll be the last one for now i feel bad 😭😭 but eddie x fem!henderson!reader with mutual pining and dustin is totally sick of it and just tells eddie what reader thinks of him and when eddie approaches her she’s just like “dustin you little shit”
i’m sorry again for putting so many requests in 😭🫶🫶
NO NO SEND MORE COREY BABY I LOVE YOUR REQUESTS I LOVE GETTING EDDIE REQUESTS HON
dude i love henderson!reader it's probably my favorite thing fucking ever
also!! in my head the reader is adopted, i don't want anyone to feel like they aren't being included bc they don't look like dustin :)
part two
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You always volunteered to drive Dustin and his friends to Eddie Munson's trailer for Hellfire.
It wasn't because you cared about your brother, it wasn't because you wanted to be helpful, it wasn't for any good sentimental big sister reason. No.
You drove Dustin to Hellfire because it gave you an excuse to see Eddie, the boy you'd been crushing on since your freshman year.
Eddie didn't know this, of course. He thought you were like, a good person or some shit, no matter how vehemently Dustin tried to convince him that could not possibly be further from the truth. You were nice, but you weren't gonna waste your time doing stuff for your little brother. That wasn't like you at all.
"Stop shitting on your sister, man," Eddie said, rolling a die. "She drives you to Hellfire, she obviously really cares about you."
Dustin sputtered. "Cares about me!? Sure, but like, not enough to waste her time driving me, Mike, and Lucas here! She drives us cause she's - " Dustin shut his mouth, eyes wide.
Eddie raised an eyebrow. "Cause what, Henderson?"
Dustin shook his head vigorously. "Nah, she would kill me if I told you."
Eddie licked his lips. "Ooh, so your sister has a secret?"
Dustin looked absolutely terrified.
"Tell us, tell us," Eddie started chanting, and before long everyone else had joined in.
Dustin was scared of you, but he was more susceptible to peer pressure. "(Y/N) drives us cause she has a giant crush on Eddie!" Dustin covered his mouth.
Eddie's mouth dropped open. "No fuckin' way, man, you're makin' shit up." He laughed. "Tell us the truth, Henderson."
"It is the truth!" Dustin insisted. "She like, talks about you all the time, like to her friends and stuff. She thinks your rings are really hot." Dustin winced.
"Dude, your sister really likes me?" Eddie asked, leaning forward with wide eyes.
"Yeah, but don't give her a hard time about it, okay? She's sensitive to rejection, man."
Eddie snorted. "Give her a hard time? Nah, man, I'm gonna ask her out."
"What!?" Dustin shrieked. "No, no, siblings are off limits."
Eddie smirked. "Too bad you don't make the rules." He checked his watch. "Oh, and it looks like she'll be here in just a few minutes to pick you up." He rested his feet on the table and reclined back in his throne. "Dude, why didn't you tell me sooner? Your sister's hot as hell, man, I'd go out with her in a heartbeat."
Dustin groaned, covering his face. "That's disgusting, Eddie."
A banging sounded at the door. "Dustin!" you yelled. "Hurry your ass up!"
Eddie perked up. "I'll get it!"
"No, no, Eddie, no!" Dustin begged, but Eddie was already running toward your knocking.
"Let's g- Eddie?" You looked at him, eyes wide. "Oh, um, hi." You swallowed.
"Hey, Henderson." Eddie relaxed against the doorframe, grinning at you. "So, Dustin told me you have a crush on me."
Your mouth dropped open in horror. "DUSTIN I AM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU - " You started toward your little brother, who screamed.
Eddie held you back. "Nah, nah, (Y/N), let him be. If he hadn't told me I wouldn't have known I could ask you out."
You stared dumbly. "Ask me- What?"
"Wanna go out with me? I mean, I know you're totally out of my league, but - "
"Fucking hell yeah," you replied breathlessly.
Eddie grinned. "Great. Here, tomorrow night at nine? You can pick a movie."
"Sounds awesome." You were still in shock.
"Oh, and here." Eddie slipped off one of his rings and handed it to you. "Since you think they're so hot." He winked.
You glared daggers into Dustin. "You fucking owe me, you dick."
"Yeah," Dustin squeaked.
"Let's go." You grinned at Eddie. "See you tomorrow, Munson."
Eddie grinned back. "See you then."
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Stranded Together
Plot: You and San get stranded at the only available motel you can find during a storm. Good news, there's one room left. Bad news, this motel is totally haunted.
Request: 'You're in a hotel with doubles beds, you keep hearing scary noises and end up in the same bed'
Requested by: @tumbleboof
Pairing: Choi San x Gn!Reader (friends to lovers)
Warnings: Creepy content. Mildly suggestive content. (A good mixture of fluff and creepiness.)
A/n: Not my bedroom door creaking open for no reason as I was writing this DX
Words: 2.1k
This really wasn't how you expected your night to end up. You thought you would be on a plane heading home, but instead, you and San were staring at the small eerily empty room of a motel in the middle of God knows where.
Both of you were tired, but the unsettling atmosphere was sending shocks of adrenaline through both of you. You knew you would be awake for most of the night.
It all started with grid-locked traffic that caused you and San to miss the flight with the rest of the boys. Then you made the decision to drive two hours to the next city to get a flight, since no other would be available at your previous location until the next day.
But of course, the weather was not on your side. Halfway there, a storm alert panicked your taxi driver, and instead of ending up at an airport, you ended up at a terrifying motel surrounded by nothing but trees and fields just as the storm started.
The good news in all of this, was that they had an available room. The bad news was of course, that the motel was terrifying and seemed to come right out of every ghost movie you'd ever watched.
Now you and San were walking silently around the small room, wondering if you were going to get any sleep at all tonight. Between the haunting location, the whistling wind, and booming thunder outside, you weren't too sure.
You sat down on the edge of one of the beds, while San sighed and lied down on the other.
"At least the beds are comfy." He mumbled.
You smiled, "Too bad this place is objectively creepy."
He chuckled as he grabbed the remote on the nightstand. "This should help."
Turning on the tv, an unfamiliar show began playing but the sound instantly made the quiet room more comfortable.
"I'm glad I'm not alone though." San said with a smile to you and you chuckled, trying to ignore how your heartbeat picked up.
Of course being alone in this place would be much more terrifying, but you were sure your nervously beating heart may prefer if it had been someone else. But no, it was San, the one person you were head-over-heels for. Who you were now stuck in a room alone with.
You weren't sure if it was a blessing or a curse. Though, unbeknownst to you, the night would reveal which.
After you both changed into pajamas, you sat in silence as you watched the movie on the TV. There was an unsettling tension hanging between you as you shared nervous looks every time you heard an unfamiliar sound.
Creaks in the hallway, thuds from the closet, even the sound of footsteps on what would be the rooftop.
When a loud clang sounded in the bathroom, you jumped as you looked over at San who was frozen, staring at the darkened bathroom. He slowly met your eyes and you shared a conversation without speaking.
'You check.'
'Why me, you check!'
Reaching out his hand you followed his movements as you played rock, paper, scissors.
As you stared at your flat hand and his two out-stretched fingers, you cursed as you eyed the bathroom.
Slowly getting up with a sigh, you crept towards the bathroom aware of San's eyes following you closely.
Reaching out, you pushed open the ajar door, and the creaking sounds filled the room, sending goosebumps up your arms. Quickly switching on the light your heart jumped, but you were filled with uneasy relief as you saw nothing. In all honesty, you were hoping to find a rat, anything that might explain the noises other than ghosts.
Spotting a clothes hangar on the floor, you picked it up, aware that it had been hanging on the shower rod before.
Stepping out into the room, you showed it to San. "It fell."
"How?" San questioned and you shrugged setting it on the TV stand, trying not to think too much about it.
Lying back down you groaned, "I almost wish we were stranded in the car still."
San chuckled, but he felt the same. He had previously been buzzing with nervous excitement at the idea of sharing a room with you. But he wasn't expecting the creepy motel to steal his thoughts away from you.
Hearing a scratching sound from the closet beside your bed, you jolted up. You groaned as you wiggled around in frustration.
San eyed you before he moved over to one side of his bed, "Hey."
You looked over at him and he patted the bed beside him. You rose your brow and he smiled, "I think we'll both feel better."
"What, if we cuddle?" You asked teasingly, but your heart was racing
He raised his brow and spoke in an even more teasing tone, obviously trying to help lighten the mood. "If you want."
You rolled your eyes but did not reject the idea as you walked over to his bed, crawling in beside him. You kept a few inches between you, not actually cuddling with him. Though, he was secretly disappointed at this.
You brought your knees up to your chest as you tried to focus on the TV again, now acutely aware of Sans presence, and the unfamiliar noises around you.
Your eyes drifted over to the closet again and San leaned closer, "Want me to look this time?"
You jumped at this before hissing, looking over at him, ignoring the proximity of his face. He grinned, amused that he scared you.
"No, it's fine." You said, trying to repress your fear.
"Are you still scared?" He asked, amusement in his tone.
You rolled your eyes, "You're scared too!"
"Am not!" He challenged and you gasped.
"Oh please, you are just as freaked out as I am, admit it!"
Before he could speak, you both froze as the sound of footsteps sounded in the hall.
"Okay, I am." He admitted suddenly and you felt him move a bit closer to you.
You resisted the urge to lean back into his presence for comfort.
You stared at the door and spoke softly, "It's just another guest."
San nodded, "Right."
As the footsteps got louder, they stopped right in front of your door. you and San waited silently. Were they going to knock? Were they looking for their room?
Another moment passed and no noise was heard. You nervously looked over at San, now worried about what the unknown person was going to do.
San rose and you watched with baited breath as he crept as softly as he could to the door before peering through the peep hole.
Stepping away a moment later, he turned to you and his face was blank, but fear was obvious in his eyes. "There's no one out there."
How? You heard the footsteps come, but not leave? Where would they have gone?
"That's not funny." Your voice was obviously shaken.
San just shook his head softly. "I'm not joking."
Suddenly a bright flash filled the room before a clap of thunder shook the walls. Darkness filled the room and you let out a yelp as you jumped back. You heard hurried footsteps before San jumped into the bed, his arms wrapping around you as you heard his own startled breaths.
You gripped onto his arm for a moment before you both relaxed, taking a few breaths.
"Oh my God." You mumbled out as you let out a few deep breaths.
Silence hung in the air for a moment before you both let out nervous laughs.
"That was such bad timing." San mumbled between nervous chuckles, still holding onto you.
"Were you serious? There was no one outside?"
He nodded, "There was no one. Maybe they just walked away really softly?"
"Yeah." You agreed, though doubt was obvious in your tone.
Looking towards San, you could just see his face due to the full-moon light coming through the windows. His face was barely an inch from yours, his breath brushed your skin.
When you spoke, your nose almost brushed his. He felt your breath on his lips and he felt a shiver of temptation crawl through him.
"I'm scared." Your voice was a whisper.
You felt San's grip tighten ever-so-slightly around you. He replied, his voice just as quiet. "Me too. But it's okay, I've got you."
His words, and touch comforted you, and you felt safer than you had all night. He was and always would be a safe place for you, even if he drove your heart crazy.
"Stay here tonight." He mumbled, his nose now brushing yours.
Your heart was beating like crazy and you wondered if he could feel it. But his words confused you.
"What else would I do, find another motel?" You asked softly, almost amused
He let out a soft breathy laugh, before shaking his head. "No, I meant here. In my bed."
Your heart leapt to your throat and your breath hitched. Sharing a room with him was hard enough, but sharing the same bed?
He could sense your reservation and he wondered if it was out of discomfort, or the same fear of temptation and hidden feelings he held.
"Only if you're comfortable. But...I think it might be less frightening. And I would feel better if I knew you were close."
A thousand thoughts rushed though your head as you softly nodded, "Okay."
You stared in silence at each other, his face slowly becoming more visible as your eyes adjusted to the darkness. You thought you saw his eyes flick to your lips and linger for a moment but you felt it might just be your eyes seeing things unclearly.
Slowly, you felt his hands move from around your arms to your waist, and you felt a shiver run up your spine. His breath seemed to brush your face more than before as you wondered if he was inching closer.
As another flash of lightning lit up the room, you jumped, before suddenly freezing as San gripped you close, his lips smashing into yours.
Astonishment and excitement ran through you as you realized he was kissing you. But before you could return the kiss, he was pulling away.
"I'm sorry." The words rushed out, and you felt your heart drop a little.
Your eyes locked as silent hung between you for a moment. Butterflies rushed through you, but so did disappointment at his sudden regret.
"Why are you sorry?" You asked softly, a hint of despondence in your tone he did not miss.
"What?" He felt hope rise in his chest as his heart beat heavily.
He was surprised at his own actions, as he moved without thinking, finally having kissed you like he had been imagining for ages.
"Why are you sorry?" You repeated.
Silence hung in the air for a second as you felt his hands tighten on your waist again.
"I guess I'm not." He mumbled out before you felt his lips meet yours again as he quickly pulled you against his chest.
The kiss became heated as your hands found his neck and hair, your fingers causing a shiver to course through him. His own hands pressed into your skin as he pulled you closer.
Another heated moment passed before you both pulled away, letting out breathy laughs as he rested his forehead against yours. He kissed you again, but pulled away a moment later, not wanting to act on his impulsiveness quite yet. And definitely not here.
"I've been wanting to do that for so long." He breathed out before pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.
You grinned as you let out a soft giggle. "The feeling's mutual."
"I definitley wasn't expecting this to be how, or where, I admitted it."
You chuckled as you were reminded of your surroundings. Being reminded even more when a bang sounded from the hallway, making you jolt.
You let out a soft gasp as San suddenly pushed you down in the bed before covering the both of you with the sheets. Realizing he was hiding the two of you, you laughed.
He chuckled as he pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms around you. "There, now we're safe, nothing can get us."
You giggled again as you placed your face against his chest, as he placed his head on yours, pulling you even closer and letting out a contented sigh.
"Can't say it wasn't a unique confession." He mumbled.
"It'll make for a great story." You admitted and he let out a soft laugh.
"A love story or a ghost story?"
"Both?"
He laughed as he nodded his head, pressing a kiss to the top of yours before cuddling you closer. "Both."
xx End xx
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Albatross, Animus Dragons and Preventable Tragedies
(Also Known as: This tragedy was not inevitable, let's talk about responsibility)
(CWs: Murder, Abuse)
So, Legends Darkstalker as a book has a lot of thoughts about fate and inevitability. Clearsight and Darkstalker try and fail to create an ideal future for the both of them, Fathom is scared that he can't prevent his animus magic from destroying is soul, and the readers know how all of this is going to end since Legends Darkstalker is a prequel to Arc 2.
In the midst of all this talk about inevitability and fate we have...Albatross. Someone who we've known about since Arc 1 and know how his story ends. He causes the Royal Seawing Massacre, his magic allegedly "driving him insane."
What's interesting about Albatross is that when you really look at his life, this historical version of it falls short in many ways. The retelling of his life leave out important context, and notably, scrub any idea that someone or multiple someones might have caused him to act like this.
It's Albatross' fault in the end, it's his fault for losing control, his fault for being "insane."
But if we take an actual look at the story in Legends Darkstalker you find that this really isn't the case.
Albatross found out he was an animus in a very...unpleasant way. He enchanted a shell to bite the claws off his sister, Sapphire. This event was deeply traumatic and would stick with Albatross for his entire life.
You might be wondering why Albatross didn't fix Sapphire's claws considering his powers and I'll get to one of the reasons in a bit since it's very important to what I'm trying to say, but @/kinkajouwof breaks it down over here.
In short, most likely the reason why Albatross didn't fix it at the start is due to uncertainty if he really Could do it and because Albatross and Sapphire were terrified.
The reason more important to my point though is that Lagoon Actively Benefited from this fear. When Lagoon became Queen she would hold this action over Albatross whenever he was unwilling to do things to guilt him into following what she wanted him to do.
"This is a waste of time, Lagoon," he said. "Nobody ever tested me, but we figured out quickly enough what I could do. If any of them have a shred of power, surely they would of known by now. Or it will become obvious, sooner or later."
"I'd prefer sooner," the queen said silkily. "If we find another animus in the tribe, that would make us twice as powerful, which would be quite useful given how the Mudwings and Rainwings have been behaving lately. And the earlier we find her, the sooner you can start to train her, and the sooner I can start to use her."
"Besides," she added in a lower voice, so Fathom had to strain to hear her, "I think we would all prefer to discover our next animus in a less...dramatic fashion than you were discovered. Don't you?"
Albatross flinched, just slightly. He cast a skeptical eye across the young. "My power is more than enough for whatever you need. I've given you everything you've asked for, haven't I? And I don't want an apprentice."
Afterwards Lagoon commands Albatross to start the test but you can see what I mean. Lagoon actively threatens Albatross and Exploits Him, and wants to find Other Animus Dragons to Exploit. He is not just a Subject to Lagoon, he is an Object to Lagoon. Non-sexual objectification.
She plans to do the same thing to another animus, Lagoon's rule was built on Exploiting the powers of the people she could Control. She wants to find them young so she could mold them into the tools she wanted them to be earlier. She wants to condition them to treat themselves as objects Now.
This treatment comes to a head during the banquet. Where Lagoon once again holds what happened to Sapphire over his head, while also threatening to Replace Him.
"Here is our first animus," Queen Lagoon said to the Skywings, who seemed to have figured that out themselves, judging by the looks of terror on their faces. "My brother, Albatross. We were just talking this morning about what his next project should be. I'm thinking big this time. Something that makes me invulnerable, perhaps. Or something that kills any dragon who might be a threat to me."
Beyond Albatross, over the couches, Splash stiffened, and Fathom saw her crush one of the hibiscus blossoms between her claws. He glanced around and saw his father put a wing around Manta, who had gone pale.
"Yes," Albatross said. "Although you recall I wasn't exactly enthused about any of those ideas."
"Then it's lucky you're not my only animus dragon," Queen Lagoon said coldly. Fathom felt a shiver all the way down to the tip of his tail. If she asked him to do a spell like that, would he? Would he obey his queen and put his own mother in danger? Or disobey her, and perhaps put everyone he cared about in even worse danger?
What would she do to Indigo If I ever said no to her?
Albatross stopped right in front of the queen, snout-to-snout with her. Fathom couldn't read his face. He looked as though he'd been carved from stone, any emotions chipped away.
"Do you think you're done?" Queen Lagoon said to him softly. "Do you think you'll ever be done atoning for what you did to Sapphire? It's not going to end Albatross. You'll always be mine."
This is a bit of a blunder on Lagoon's part since Albatross Kills her! She's revealed that she is Never going to let him go, that no matter how hard he works he's never going to escape. No matter what he does he will be an Object to her. Fight, Flight or Freeze, stay here and be worked to death killing hundreds of people or Escape Now.
And Albatross...chose Fight.
Note that Albatross literally says right here that he doesn't Want to make Lagoon Invulnerable, he doesn't Want to give her the power to kill people.
When he starts killing other people it's not because he became ax-crazy. He killed the Queen, no matter how horrible and cruel she was their all going to defend her...and they've never thought about him. They've never cared for him. To them he was also an Object.
So...he kills them too.
Now I'm not saying He should of killed all those people, murder is bad actually. But this is a Consequence of Lagoon and the rest of Seawing society's actions. This is the direct, real, bloody consequence of treating a person like an object designed to serve their every whim.
This wasn't something he was doomed to be, this is something that has a tangible cause and effect. The system and the way it treated him is What Caused This.
Except, none of the Seawings who survived Want to face that. They don't Want to accept responsibility for that. Why should they accept the responsibility and guilt of having lead one of their own to believe that murder was the only way to escape a truly horrific and abusive situation...when they have a perfectly convenient scapegoat.
Remember...Albatross is an object. Lagoon died, not because she perpetuating a horrible abusive situation that her society allowed her to do due to the absolute power she was given, but because she handled Albatross Improperly. Animus magic is just a dangerous thing, and the people who can use it are dangerous tools. This isn't Their Fault for treating a person like an object, it's the fault of improper usage of a tool.
It's a more convenient story for everyone...except for Fathom who proceeds to be treated horribly and drown himself in guilt and shame for being Dangerous.
Seawing Society caused something horrible and instead of trying to fix it, turned their backs and pretended they did nothing wrong. When we see Anemone their doing the Exact Same Thing to her. She is an object, a weapon of war, and she will be treated as such. Anemone believes she's doomed to become evil and almost Kills her family out of the belief that she is doomed to become a mass murderer.
Albatross' Massacre was preventable, and that's what makes it tragic.
#wof#wings of fire#wof albatross#wof anemone#wof meta#been a hot minute!#I get really frustrated whenever people treat Albatross as doomed to be evil#he really isnt
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I've always gotten a lot of static for how slowly I drive in residential neighbourhoods. People, often the very same ones who lived in those communities, get frustrated behind me as I drive cautiously. Let them wait. There's many reasons to drive the responsible speed.
You have many horrifying near-miss disasters in residential neighbourhoods: children running into the road, a family of ducks not crossing at the marked crosswalk, or a truck full of frozen chickens overturning at low speed, disgorging the delicious poultry onto the street and allowing you to collect a free dinner tonight, as long as you don't mind too much gravel in your white meat.
On the highways, of course, I'll drive at the approximate speed of a bullet train on amphetamines. Not having a working speedometer, I usually have many metrics for judging my speed regardless. When my mirrors vibrate too much to be usable, I'm doing about 60km/h. Once the paint starts to peel up on the end of my hood, 80km/h. And when the engine starts to make that annoying dry-alternator-bearing sound, I'm at the speed limit and need to push the pedal down way harder to try and drown it out with exhaust noise. Highway life is different, and everyone on it seems to agree that what they're doing is serious business.
This doesn't mean that you don't have the occasional confused person who has never driven on the highway before. They'll be poking along in the right lane, terrified out of their minds, as they're zinged past by the space ships of emotionless commuters. Hardened by their wealth of experience in steel-eyed long-distance commuting, it is impossible to develop compassion for someone who is not willing to follow The Highway Rules. They are simply a lesser human, and one to be regarded as you would any other obstacle on the highway. Not so in residential neighbourhoods: we're all in this together, I figure. We live here. It's our home. Protect it.
Also, I like to go slow so that if I have to, I can turf the car into a snowbank or nearby public park when I want to pull over. NASA calls it "litho-braking," and they know how to pinch a penny over there. Brake pads are expensive, and there's no sense in using them up if I don't really have to.
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how is nightcloud characterized in BB? (does she slay…)
She DOES slay. My girlie...
In a nutshell, I'm actually super fascinated by this little family. I don't like how Nightcloud is part of the Civil War on the side of Mudclaw, but that NEVER comes up and never contributes to anything.
SO Nightcloud is kinda this sad case where she's REALLY trying to be better. She only feels guilty for joining the Rebellion in the sense that it caused a ton of destruction and got her Clanmates hurt... but Mudclaw and his rebels were terrible.
She WANTS to take away some kind of lesson, not be like him. Their anger towards people like Brushblaze was exploited and the fight was so brutal and unnecessary... but also, she doesn't really GET it. She still really dislikes outsiders. She feels a discomfort in her belly thinking about WindClan's purity being threatened.
Unfortunately, being in a toxic relationship with Crowfeather made this worse. When he wants to hurt her, he compares her to "Feathertail."
Both a RiverClan cat, and this perfect mate that she can never seem to be. It hits every weak point, and makes her boil with anger and insecurity.
Unfortunately, this gets worse with time. BB!Breeze will actually be taking away some xenophobic sentiment from her specifically.
But as a mom? Nightcloud is one of the best. She LOVES her kid.
It started with her own Mi, Hillrunner. She never wanted to be like Hillrunner.
Her and her sibling, Tawnyfur, were some of the first kits born in the WindClan camp after its return from exile. Their mother was Downwind.
Crookedstar and Nightstar combined forces, trying to drive them out a second time. ThunderClan came to save them, AGAIN
But it was too late to save Downwind.
Nightkit was too young to remember it, but Hillrunner ALWAYS stressed that she travelled so, so far with her twin, only to be forced to bury her when they came home.
Hill and Down are identical twins. Hillrunner just had a scratch on her nose.
Not that it excuses anything, but Hillrunner... she was SUPER traumatized by the WindClan Massacre, the exile, her sister's death, and then everything that followed.
She was TERRIFIED of outsiders, to the point of fury. Tawny and Night were equally afraid of her, and loved her. Hillrunner's short fuse was absolutely unpredictable and often ended up being taken out on the kits.
And... that's something Nightcloud desperately wants to avoid being. She remembers how scared she was just to make noise at night if she wanted to shift around in the nest.
Tawnyfur was a young warrior when they died in the BloodClan battle. Hillrunner had also passed on by that point-- probably in a skirmish with TigerClan.
And suddenly, Nightcloud was alone.
She's also one of the strongest fighters in WindClan. Her and Willowclaw are two of the heaviest hitters in my mind for some reason.
In terms of personality though, in a PLOT TWIST, I actually plan to write Nightcloud as a bit sweeter than she is in canon. She gets FURIOUS when she's pushed, but is one of the more generally polite cats in WindClan. Especially in early Po3 when she really is trying to atone for her part in the rebellion.
I just think she's neat.
#I also give her a vibe like... a very tired opera singer#Who married a famous but toxic author#She's huge and fluffy and gorgeous. But so so tired.#And Crow is kind of lanky and snappy looking#Better bones au
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Baby bump?
-Hyunjin
Warnings: fluff, pregnancy?😂
Pairing: Hyunjin x reader
Summary: he travels to Greece and comes home to a surprise
!not proofread!
This is a quick little story because I’m working on requests lol🩷
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I quickly run up to my bathroom and throw up the lunch I just had ate. Felix quickly follows behind me and hold up my hair.
"Your gonna have to tell him eventually." He says. I let out a whining sound before I was interrupted with vomit.
"I don't want too" I cry while flushing the toilet and getting up to brush my teeth.
"He's coming back home today, his gonna be suspicious." Felix reasons with me.
"I know but I haven't even taken a pregnancy test yet." I sigh as we walk back into the living room where the other boys were playing the ps.
"Should we go grab one right now? I'll come with you." I smile and give him a hug.
"I would love too" Felix was my bestfriend, all the boys were but me and him were just different. We understood eachother we told eachother everything.
"Guys we're quickly going to the store to get something." He tells the guys.
"Grab us some sodas!" Chan calls and we make a mental note before getting it or he car and driving to the stores.
Hyunjin had left a few days ago to Greece for a Versace fashion show and I had been throwing up. Only Felix knew this because he caught me one time and asked me what was wrong. After doing some research we found out that i could be pregnant. My worst fear. I was so terrified that I decided I would rather not know but what if I actually was and one day a baby just pops out of my virgina. Crazy right?
I finally gave in when Felix convinced me to take a test but I had been so busy with my classes and training that I didn't have time but now that we had a day off and Hyunjin was coming back I had to do it now or never.
"What about these ones?" Felix points at the digital pregnancy test and I just nod.
"Hey it'll be okay. If you really are pregnant we'll or raise him or her and turn her into a stay warrior,"
I let out a laugh and poke him on the side.
"As if" I scoff "I would never let them listen to y'all"
"That's offensive!" He gasps.
"Whatever major loser" I tease him and he pokes his tongue out.
"Come on let's pay." He grabs my hand and we walk to the counter where the lady stares at us weirdly. Great.
My phone buzzes and I quickly look at it:
Babe❤️
Hey baby, just got home but the boys said you went to the store with Felix. You okay?
I sigh. I couldn't say 'oh welcome home btw I may be pregnant surprise!' That would be crazy. Instead I just sent a simple text saying we would be home in five and indeed we were home in 5.
I walk through the door and up to Hyunjin room where I walk in. He was drying his hair meaning he had just come out the shower.
"Baby!" He squeals and hugs me tight.
"I missed you Jin!" I squeal and he chuckles. "How are you? How was your trip? Come on you have to tell me everything!" I pull him over to the bed and we sit down.
"Wait before that look what I got you!" He pulled out a bag from his suitcase and hands it to me.
"I told you not to get me anything" I roll y eyes but open it anyway.
"I had to get my girl something! I was in Greece don't blame me." He pulls me onto his lap and I open the the little box where I see a locket made of gold.
I gasp and look at him.
"Hyunjin..."
"Look it even has out names engraved and when you open it, it has pictures of us together." My heart starts to beat faster and I feel tears prick my eyes.
"I love it so much babe, I love you so much" I put it down and hug him giving him so many kisses causing him to laugh but thats when it hit me. I hadn't told him about the pregnancy stuff. I didn't know how he would react. I didn't want to ruin this moment. What if he freaks out?
"Babe are you okay?" He asks looking at me a bit worried.
"Yes yes, I'm just so lucky to have you in my life Hyunjin."
"And I'm so lucky to have you Y/n" he kisses my cheek and helps me put the necklace on.
I run downstairs to show it off to the boys and he just stood by the kitchen door watching and laughing at how excited I was about it. Showing it off.
"I'm gonna grab some food, do y'all want anything."
We all said a quick no and continued admiring the necklace.
He walks into the kitchen and a few moments later I hear a something fall and crash.
"Hyunjin?" I call but no response. I walk over to the kitchen to check on him and that's when I find the most scary sight (well at the moment) he was holding the bag with pregnancy tests.
"Uh..."
"Y/n..." he slowly looks up at me "why are there pregnancy test in a bag, by your keys and wallet?" He asks slowly.
"Well you see.."
"Don't lie to me y/n,"
"Fine.. I was gonna tell you I really was but then you were so happy and I didnt want to ruin our moment and you've been gone and it's just so scary," I rant and feel tears in my eyes.
"Hey babe, it's okay. Don't cry. I've got you" he pulls me towards his chest and let out a sob.
"What if I am Hyunjin, my career is over."
"Well we'll figure it out, I promise. Do you wanna go test right now?"
"Hyunjin.." I sob again and he tightens his grip around me.
"Hey it's okay, I'm right here with you." He assures me and kisses my forehead.
"Okay I'll do it." I wipe my tears and he holds my hand as we walk to his room.
"I'll be right outside I promise." He gives me a kiss and I quickly go into the bathroom and take the test.
I come back outside and sit on the bed with Hyunjin as we wait for the 5 minutes. Longest 5 minutes of my life. He kept assuring me that everything was going to be okay but I could sense that even he was nervous. My stomach was churning and the alarm clock did not make it any better.
"You ready?" He asks as he holds the test in his hand.
"Just do it." I sigh and he turns the test. His reaction was blank.
"W-hat is it?" I asked scared.
"Negative babe." He says.
I swear to God I wanted to jump up and down. It felt like all the weight in the work was lifted off my shoulders.
"Oh thank God." I let out a relieved sigh and he chuckles.
"In my opinion you would look good carrying my baby." He says and kisses me.
"One day babe, one day." I smile.
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#skz comfort#skz imagines#skz angst#skz x reader#skz drabbles#skz fluff#skz stay#skz x y/n#skz x you#stray kids drabbles#skz hyunjin#hwang hyunjin x reader#hyunjin x reader
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