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Never Letting You Out Of My Sight
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Summary: Fighting for the butcher army has its pros and its cons
Warnings: angst with some fluff sprinkled in, mentions of blood, hinted past abuse, choking, flinching
Pronouns: genderneutral
Note: I might write another part to this but who knows
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Art by Jessica Oyhenart
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The stars twinkled in the sky while you stood at your chest, organizing your supplies, pictures of ham and bacon hanging on the walls reminding you of the task at hand; to kill Technoblade. To get revenge for what happened to L'Manberg. You were no more than a nurse for the butcher army, and sometimes a guard, that's currently what you were doing. You had been given the task to watch Phil while the others go find Techno.
Glancing over at where Phil was sitting on house arrest, you picked up a shiny red apple from the chest and made your way to Phil's house. With a quiet knock, Phil was at the door staring at you. You held out the apple to him while he stared at you as if you were insane.
"Take this as my apology to what the Butcher army did to your home, I know an apple isn't a great payment for all the damages but you seemed hungry so," Phil's wings folded back behind him as he reached for the apple in your palm. He thanked you for the apple as he took a bite out of it, "I've never seen Quackity like this, I knew he wanted Techno to pay but not like this."
Philza's eyes narrowed looking at you, "so why are you helping him? Quackity doesn't deserve anything, he's a psychopath. You can find a better friend than that, mate."
You stiffled a laugh with your sleeve making Philza cock his eyebrow at you, "oh sorry, just reminds me of something that an old... friend of mine used to say."
"You stopped yourself before you said friend, what's up with that mate?" Phil questioned, finishing the apple and tossing it behind him into the garbage.
"Just hurts to remember that's all," you didn't want to admit the truth, besides it had been so long, he probably forgot all about you at this point, "it's been so long, you think he even remembers me? It's been such a long time."
"Hey cheer up mate," Philza wrapped one of his wings around you, "here I'll make a deal with you. Help me out of here and save Techno and I'll help reunite you and this friend of yours."
Your eyes widened, nervousness hiding behind your eyes as you felt compelled to agree. Phil smiled at you looking around his chest before pulling out a creeper and a skeleton head, tossing you the skeleton head.
"How are you supposed to leave with those?" Philza looked down at his feet where you were pointing. The iron boots keeping him on house arrest keeping him in place.
"Thinking still about that," Philza looked back at the you, his eyes showing concentration but also worry, "at least Techno knows, I got one of my crows to send him a letter. It's gonna take them a while to get all the way to him, he has time to prepare himself." Phil smiled to himself staring at the creeper head, "we're gonna fucking tail them. I know where Techno lives, with or without a compass, I know."
"But the boots."
Phil let out a breath looking at you, "not like there's a tracker in them, they just can't know I left the house. We can hide in plain sight."
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It was about a few hours long of a journey making your way through the snow, the skeleton head proving to be quite the annoyance as you and Phil hid in the bushes staring at Techno's house where the group had formed. They seemed to be arguing with a ghost who kept switching from going inside and outside.
Than you saw him, Techno standing on his porch staring down at the butcher army and the ghost. He looked the same as he always did, a few new scars but nothing too noticeable. He still wore the robe you had made him, it brought a smile to your face seeing how regal he still looked wearing it.
The ghost seemed to notice you and Phil, waving over at you two while Phil tried to silently signal him to stop. Phil tapping on your shoulder to move to a less visible spot while you two easedropped on the conversation. The ghost continued to float over to you two, waving at Phil and giving him a piece of stake while Phil stayed silent.
Techno started to sprint in your direction as Quackity caught him explaining that he had to come with them.
"Techno isn't allowed in L'Manberg?" the ghost said with a quiet cry, apart of you felt bad for him, he seemed so confused and not able to understand the severity of the scene right now.
It was silent.
"I choose blood!" Techno yelled as he smashed potions onto the ground, making it difficult for you and Phil to see the action. All you could hear was Tubbo, Fundy, and Ranboo's screams while Quackity was trying to get a hold of the situation.
"Big Q do something! Big Q!!" Tubbo yelled, blocking Techno's axe with his shield being an inch from his face, "Big Q!"
"Stop!" Quackity yelled, he was riding what seemed to be a horse. You remembered that horse, it was the same horse that Techno used to go riding with you on. Carl you remembered his name was, the most important thing in the world to Techno was that horse.
Techno looked away from where he had Tubbo trapped, his eyes widening seeing Quackity holding Carl, "get away from that horse Quackity!"
"Drop everything, or I will kill this horse right in front of you," Quackity's eyes narrowed. Techno seemed conflicted before he dropped his axe, his armor, his robe, and his crown, allowing Fundy and Tubbo to restrain him.
Phil grabbed your arm pulling you with him, "come on, we have to get there before they do."
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Sitting in the seats like you were told to do when they returned, you waited for Technoblade's execution. The cage open for Techno's place and the anvil waiting to be dropped. Carl was tied to the fence by the dock while you watched Techno be shoved into the cage.
"When I hit that lever over there it is gonna drop and that anvil up there will kill you," Quackity explained while Techno looked up at the anvil hanging above him.
Tubbo made his way over to his stand where he would read Techno's rights before the execution. Tubbo fixed the mic to his height before speaking, "Technoblade has robbed our country of everything that made it special, everything that defined what it was. He stepped in when he shouldn't have. He created chaos, he ruined the government-"
Suddenly an enderpearl was thrown and Punz had appeared smashing potions on the ground before attacking. He dropped tnt on the ground that was quickly picked up before he started to attack the butcher army. You ran out of your spot towards Phil's house which had been boarded up once more.
"Technoblade," the ghost smiled looking up at the piglin hybrid, a blue sheep following him, "I've named him Friend."
"Hello Ghostbur," Techno said in his usual monotone voice, grabbing onto the bars of the cage, "that's fantastic Ghostbur, I'm about to die Ghostbur."
"Fuck it fuck it I'm pulling this lever," Quackity ran over to where the lever was, Techno understandable being confused as he tried to escape the cage. Phil pulling out his bow to try to stop them before Quackity pulled the lever.
It was like slow motion, your back was pressed against Phil's boarded up door as you watched the anvil fall. Techno staring up at the anvil that was coming closer and closer to crushing him. Ghostbur looking confused of the situation, not able to understand. Phil looking away not able to bare staring at his friend die.
But than he didn't...
Instead he jumped ontop of the anvil and out of the cage. Running over to Carl and jumping onto the horse's back riding away.
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You weren't sure what you were supposed to say. You were sitting in front of Quackity stitching up his face while he sat in silence, occasionally tensing up in pain from the needle piercing his skin. You sort of blamed yourself for what happened to Quackity even though it was Techno's pickaxe that did this.
It was a deep cut too, you knew his right eye would never work again from how it had glossed over into a pure white and Quackity had mentioned his vision going blurry in that eye. Once you were done stitching it up, Quackity looked up at you, "so when did you plan to tell me?"
"Tell you what?" you questioned standing up and putting your stuff away, sorting your potions. You really hoped Quackity wasn't hinting at what you think he was.
"About you and Technoblade..." Quackity's eyes narrowed at you when you froze, your fingers tapping on your table, "how you two used to be old buddy buddies? How you helped Philza escape? How you're only helping me because you think I'm gonna hurt Tubbo or Ranboo? Maybe how you fucking love Techno?!" By this point, Quackity had stood up and was right in front of you, you gulping seeing the anger showing in Quackity's eye. It reminded you how Schlatt used to treat you when you worked for him.
"Quackity I--"
"I bet you're so fucking happy to see me like this huh?" Quackity's hand flew its way to your throat, crushing your throat under his hand, "in fucking pain, only having one good eye left, huh? Was this all some kind of joke to you? Did I ever truly mean anything to you because I'm not so sure anymore. Maybe my friendship meant nothing? Bet your fucking terrified now."
You gasped for air, trying to push on Quackity's chest to get him to let go feeling yourself lose consiousness.
"I wish Schlatt fucking killed you in the van," Quackity let go of you pushing you down onto the ground, "get out of L'Manberg, I don't want to see your face in this town again or I will not hesitate to execute you and I won't fail this time at it either."
"But my stuff," you said once you regained air in your lungs.
"Not your stuff anymore, you're on your fucking own now," Quackity opened the door, "you have 10 minutes, I better not see your face again."
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With nowhere else to go, you decided to say hello to an old friend. You were absolutely freezing out here with absolutely nothing to defend yourself. You could only hope that he would want to see you or even remember you and all the times you two shared in the past. You felt like you were gonna turn into ice if you were outside for any longer as you knocked on the door.
But the door never opened and eventually you fell asleep, curled up on the porch by the door. You were slipping in and out of consiousness, you'd end up asleep for a few minutes than out again, falling asleep seemed to be the only thing that kept you warm.
Waking back up, you felt your vision be blurry and your head starting to spin. You couldn't even feel your limbs trying to hold onto your shaking cold body as you slowly felt yourself lose consiousness again.
In your frozen state, you felt a pair of arms pick you up, "it's okay I got you, come on come on, you're gonna be okay." You felt something heavy be wrapped around you and heard the door be opened, "come on, we need a fire. Y/N will freeze to death."
"We need to get them warm," you heard the ghost you had seen before say with the sound of a sheep being heard in response.
You felt yourself be dropped gently onto the ground in front of a fireplace, feeling the soft feel of wool curling up behind you along with the heavy robe.
"Will they be okay Techno?" Ghostbur asked the piglin hybrid who was staring down at you. Why had you come all the way out here? Especially at night and during a storm? That was practically a death sentence. He had no clue what would have happened and what he would have done if he was just a few minutes late, "Techno?"
"Go to bed Ghostbur," Techno said kneeling down onto the floor where you were in front of the fireplace curled up in Friend's wool.
"But ghosts don't sleep."
"Just give me some time alone, go play with Steve," Techno was trying to make up any kind of excuse he could to get a few minutes alone to himself to think. Ghostbur understood that he was not wanted right now and sadly nodded moving to outside where Steve was to give the bear company.
Techno looked down at you, his hand hesitantly going to your hair brushing the few strands you had in front of your face out of the way. He had missed you but knew that the separation was for your own safety but now he wasn't so sure being separated was the safest choice now.
Techno's eyes narrowed in curiosity looking at your neck, it'd almost seemed to be bruised as his eyebrows furrowed. He didn't want to assume anything so he decided to ask when you would wake as he smiles to himself, "I am not gonna lose you again."
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You woke up warm and feeling safe, a feeling you hadn't felt for a very long time. Your eyes fluttered open to seeing a blue sheep curled up against you and a polar bear on your other side, his head resting in your lap. The fire place in front of you was still burning brightly as you heard the sound of humming coming from the other room. You pulled yourself off the ground waking up the blue sheep who let out a baa following you.
You entered the other room where the humming was coming from and you were tackled in a hug by the ghost you had met. He smiled clinging to you.
"You're alive! You're alive! I don't even know you but you're alive!" Ghostbur laughed clinging onto you. You laughed hugging the ghost back. You looked over at the corner of the room over Ghostbur's shoulder noticing Techno sitting at a table, a book in his hands and glasses on the bridge of his nose, his tusks peaking out of his lips like usual.
"Morning," Techno said with his usual monotone voice marking the page in his book and take his glasses off. Ghostbur let go of you as you made your way over to the table sitting down, Techno's robe still over your shoulders, "you look very nice in my robe I must say."
"Thank you for saving my life," Techno nodded sliding a plate of potatoes over to you as you stiffled a laugh, "you still obsessed with potatoes huh?"
"Eh," Techno shrugged as Ghostbur skipped outside with Friend following him. Techno watched the door close, finally knowing Ghostbur was out of earshot he looked at you in all seriousness, "who put their hands on you."
You were caught off guard by Techno's question, looking at him, his eyes scanning your entire face trying to read your emotions, "no one, I just had a run in with some mobs, that's all."
"Oh so you're trying to tell me that a creeper grabbed you by the throat as such a rough grip to bruise? Come on Y/N, I've known you for how long and you think I'll fall for something like that?" it was obvious you couldn't just lie to Techno but at the same time, lying would cause less blood shed, "besides you wouldn't just run out of L'Manberg like that and almost have yourself killed if everything was fine, just spit it out."
"Why do you want to know so badly?"
"Because the person that I love just comes to my house out of nowhere after completely disappearing for a long time and almost dies at my door step and then I find bruises on their neck like someone had strangled them?!" Techno yelled catching you off guard. You had never seen Techno so mad at you before, sure you two had arguments in the past but this was different, he never raised his voice at you before.
Techno raised his hand to run his hand through his hair to calm himself down, however when you flinched seeing his hand go up, he froze. His hands dropping to his sides as he got up from the table and grabbed his axe before walking out the door.
You looked down at your hands, you didn't mean to flinch, it just happened, you didn't mean to scare him like that. You sighed dropping your face into your hands as you silently cried into your hands feeling Steve lay his head on your lap looking up at you.
"I gotta go boy," you scratched behind Steve's ear as you got off the chair, Steve following behind you as you went to the door, "no you have to stay here boy." Opening the door, you closed it before Steve could come out as you watched the bear jump up and look through the window of the door as you walked out.
The snow crunched under your feet as you started to walk away. You were meant to be alone. You thought coming back to Techno would make things better but all you did was make him think that you were scared of him.
You kept walking till you noticed less and less snow and noticed you were in a flower field. Your tears started to drop more as you looked at the flowers, it reminded you of the times you and Techno would spend in the flower fields together. You would sit in the grass picking flowers for different decor and dyes while Techno would tell stories of Greek mythology or his war stories. It didn't matter how many times you heard the same story, you loved to hear them everytime.
"Thought you might have wandered off to here," you vision snapped turning around to see Techno. He was just wearing his white button up, the first three button undone, his hair in a new braid. You remembered that you were the one that always braided his hair until you taught him to.
"Tech, I'm sorry-"
"Hush," Techno held up his hand moving over to you, his body towering over yours, "just tell me, please."
You looked down at the ground as Techno sighed, wrapping his arms around your waist as he pulled you into his chest. You clung to his body as you felt the tears starting to well in your eyes, "it was Quackity. He found out about us and then he attacked me after I helped him treat that scar you gave him."
You felt Techno tense, "I wish I could kill that duck. I can't believe he'd put his hands on you like that."
"It's not the first time," you sighed out, hiding your face in Techno's chest. Techno asked you what you meant as you bit your lip, "during the L'Manberg war for independence, Dream had grabbed me when the van exploded and held me hostage for a few weeks until I got saved after L'Manberg became independant. Than I ended up working for Schlatt for a while when Wilbur and Tommy were exiled, I guess they never told you. Schlatt treated both me, Niki, and Quackity awfully, he taxed Niki till she was bankrupt, he would yell and shame Quackity, and then he'd grab me. It was worse when he found out I had opened the gates for Wilbur to get in Manberg, he almost killed me in a drunk rage inside the van. Than well, you know Quackity."
Techno sighed, "Y/N look at me."
You shook your head hiding your face in Techno's chest until he grabbed your chin making you look up at him.
"I'm never letting you out of my sight again."
"I love you," you held onto Techno's hand as he smiled pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
"I love you too."
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Hey guys im sorry I haven't been posting, honestly tumblr is making it hard to. every single story I write tumblr crashes then deletes it so it's been HIGHLY frustrating...guess I need to invest in a laptop or a better phone
Sorry this was so long I always want the boys' back stories to be only 2 parts
This story contains: death, torture, abuse, toxic relationships, murder, violent themes
"you're too soft! They are sinners theodore why are you being so damn sensitive"
Theo winced at the punch his father landed which caused him to stumble back his back hitting the table which held their latest victim, a young woman that theo cleaned up and dressed in his mother's clothes, he didn't like the sight of her all bloody and mangled it made his heart sting.
Theo never helped to Kill any of these women, only cleaned them up and made sure they looked beautiful in death it was his way if asking for forgiveness.
When he was ten he idolized his father but it's been two years since he caught his father and been training under him to take his place and all that love vanished he found himself feeling nothing but hate and disgust for his father, what made matters worse was the fact that his mother had to take half the brunt of his father's anger.
"I won't do this anymore, you're wrong. Women aren't devils, mother is an angel and I wont hurt her"
Theo's harsh remark earned him yet another punch in the face this one knocking him down as he spat out blood the metallic taste making him sick to his stomach.
"you're a damn fool boy, I'll make you see her filth"
With that his father left him in the attic to starve for the night which was always a common occurrence. As he laid back on the floor the boy let out a dry chuckle.
"Just a little more...then you'll be the one burning in hell father"
Theodore felt everything go black and it wasn't long until he had passed out soon waking back up in bed with his mother caring for his wounds. He could smell her sweet perfume and hear her soft humming, something about those things made his heart flutter in the purest of ways.
"you should be careful theo, you know making him angrier will only result in pain"
"it's okay, we'll leave together one day..just me and you.."
There was silence after that and for a while things were okay, the family was quiet during dinner and once it got late theo figured his father would have went to bed forgiving him for his outburst in the morning.
Theo woke to the sound of two metal objects clashing together, the sound was enough to stir him awake though when he tried to move he realized he was tied up against a chair. That clashing noise he heard was his father sharpening a few knives, the sight made theo's blood run Cold.
"f-father?"
"god told abraham to kill his son, and abraham was about to do it like a loyal sheep. God will make you do awful things theodore and as a man we must do them"
Theo frantically struggled against the ropes binding him only feeling more and more stressed as his father stepped closer and closer thing soft steps of his shoes making theo feel like he had to puke.
What's going to happen to me?
Am I going to die?
Theo felt his father press the tip of the blade pressed softly against his forehead on the left side of his face, the cool metal only brought theo to reality more, his father was going to kill him cause god said so.
"i-i know we are nothing alike but please-"
"we are absolutely nothing alike! You are exactly like your mother a sissy little housewife! You were never going to be a good man or husband! When I asked God for a son I thought he would send me one I could be proud of!"
Rage fuelled theo, he wasnt sure why but something about what his father said made him want to scream, his father was wrong... absolutely wrong.
"I'll be a perfect husband, and a better Father than you"
As soon as he said those words theo felt the sharp pain of his father pushing the blade into his skin earning a sharp inhale of breath trying not to show too much weakness. Theo kept thinking about his mother and how in a way he was protecting her, their goal were to run away safely together.
"we might have one thing in common theodore, you have a devil in you just like me..it's time to show you just how tainted you are"
With that theo felt a harsh intense pain as his father dragged his blade along the boy's face earning screams coming from him as he thrashed and tried kicking but his father pressed his knee onto the boy's legs now carving his skin off in such a slow and unbearable way that it was driving theo crazy
"accept your sins theodore! This is your punishment for being unloyal!"
Theodore couldn't stop screaming as the knife raked down his face roughly cutting a large chunk of his skin clean off, the pain was so great he was close to fainting but his father came prepared and injected him with an adrenaline shot.
"p-please f-father please please please..."
Theodore at this point didnt know what he was begging for, maybe death? The overwhelming taste and smell of his own blood was making him sick and not to mention there was a lot of blood pouring down his face.
I'm dying.. god has forsaken me
"may you be reborn as a perfect child next time"
Theo kept his head down but felt a soft kiss on his head before hearing footsteps walk away from him before the door to the attic closed, his father left him to die!
Theo swayed side to side hoping to get free, if he could just get to his father's desk and grab a knife though without his glasses seeing things far away was near impossible though he could see the shape of the desk.
"mother needs me, I can't die.."
Theo grunted in pain as he fell forward which wasn't his plan but he'll take it, with every fiber of his being he crawled and scooted along the ground towards the desk before seeing a knife handle over the edge of the desk. Thankfully his legs were tied just his arms so with some embarrassing attempts to stand of even kneel before turning around to grab the knife with his hand.
Before he could cut himself free he heard banging on the attic door before a crash, the sound was enough to startle him into cutting the palm of his hand and dropping the knife
"argh! I-it hurts!"
Soon the attic door opened and rushing towards him was his loving mother, her frantic questions and worrying about him made him feel far better especially when she untied him from the chair.
"I'm leaving tonight theo, my fiancee is waiting for me outside"
"t-then let's go mother! Now is the perfect time to go!"
There was a tense silence after that as theo felt his mother bandage his wound up, his mother was hiding something and he didn't like it.
"w-we have a little girl and he's very protective of her and well with how your face looks now you'll scare her and I don't want to bring any baggage from my pa-"
Theodore felt as if his head was spinning, what was she saying? He did everything for her he almost died for this woman and she saw him as baggage to toss away before going to her new family.
"y-you're going to leave me here? J-just like that?! I protected you from him! I made sure he never hurt you! Were you ever going to bring me with you?!"
"keep your voice down theo, please calm down you're scaring me-"
"I'm scaring you?! I'm the one scaring you?! How could you?! I'm your child! I love you!"
He watched his mother look down shamefully and slowly back away clearly afraid of what will her next words do to him. Theodore was feeling a little unstable at the moment, his own mother just betrayed him can he truly trust no one in his life?
"your eyes just...look just like him. I can't theo I'm so sorry I can't it's too painful for me.. you're too much like him"
That was the thing that broke theo all together, it was like his brain just snapped and no clear thought came just pure anger and pain. How could she think that?! Theo thought he was nothing like his father absolutely nothing!
"no! I'm nothing like him! Nothing! He's abusive and a horrible man how could you say that!? I thought you loved me but you're just like him-yeah you're like him not me! I'm pure! A good person"
Theo couldn't stop himself, before he knew it he had grabbed the knife he dropped earlier, the large blade held tightly in his hand and scaring the one person he thought he can trust.
"w-why do you want to leave me? You're just embarrassed of me..you don't want me around cause you hate me"
"no no no baby I love you I just-"
Theo swung the knife slashing his mother's arm, hearing her cry out in pain made him only smile as he gazed at her fearful expression. His sense of reason was vanished and all he wanted now was to show everyone how much they hurt him
"maybe if you were a better mother I wouldn't have gotten hurt all the time, maybe if you weren't too busy being a good wife instead of a good mother I wouldn't be in such pain!"
"t-theo please I just-"
"why couldn't I just have a normal family?! I prayed for one! So why!?"
Theo slashed at his mother again and again over and over sloppily slashing at her without caring about where he aimed. He was far more focused on releasing all this pain and betrayal he felt
"why doesn't anyone want me?! Why don't you want me! I want you so what's wrong with me?! Why am I so broken?!"
Theo ignored the sobs and begging for her to stop, they were not processing clear enough to him he just wanted to hurt them to hurt them in ways they hurt him. Her thrashing soon stopped but it wasnt enough for theo, he moved ontop of her now raising the blade and slamming it down inside her chest his eyes glossed over as he did so.
"I'm not like him, I'm nothing like him! I'll be a good father! A good husband! I'll never abandon my family! Never! Never ! Never!"
The knife slipped I his hand and when he tried to catch it he grazed his hand before hearing the knife clatter onto the ground, theo panted heavily before looking at his hands seeing hands were lightly bruised from gripping the knife so hard, he then looked down at his mother and her horror stuck face.
"look at what father did, I told you we should have left before...it's okay I'll protect you"
Theo reached out taking the scarf his mother wore before putting it on himself before pressing it to his nose and taking a deep inhale, the sweet scent gave him shivers.
The sight of his dead mother made the boy tear up but he honestly didn't realize he was the one who had did such a thing, it was something he refused to accept. Now gripping the knife he once had before he creeped down the attic stairs each step more and more anxiety fuelling, from the quiet sounds it seemed like his father was asleep.
Theo had never acted out so violently than when he saw his father sleeping soundly in bed, once again much like before he had completely snapped now walking over and plunging the knife deep into his father's side earning a painted grunt along with his father's eyes to snap open
This caused theo to panic and he did the first thing he could think of which was to bite his victim's ear using that time to shove the blade into his father's chest before biting his ear off and spitting it onto the ground in a feral snarling mess.
"t-there's your demon... y-you're just like me"
"I'm nothing like you! Nothing!"
Theo gripped the knife blade shoving it deeper til it became stuck and his father stopped breathing, what struck theo as odd was the lack of struggling..didn't his father want to live? That escaped his mind as he tried wiggling the blade out of the corpse only to whine lightly at how stuck it was
"heavy, too heavy"
Theodore decided his next plan was to change out of his bloody clothes except for his scarf of course and to turn on the gas stove as high it can possibly go, he used his bedroom window to escape since his mother's boytoy was still waiting for her outside.
One match, it took one match to burn the place down starting the fire in his bedroom and letting it spread. A few minutes after theo jumped out the window the house roared to live now completely on fire.
Theodore only 12 years old had killed his parents and burned the place down, he had no one else to turn to no family or anything so he turned to his local church. They sent him to a boarding school where he grew up and found a passion for medicine as well as helping others.
His dark past always haunted him, he was known as the boy whose family died horrible deaths. There were always rumors about what happened that night some say that his father killed everyone before burning the place and stabbing himself others think that his mother's lover killed them all in an angry rage. Theo would always just shrug and laugh it off thanking God that he's alive
Those dark desires of having a family only grew as he grew older, it became a twisted obsession that festered stronger and stronger by the time he was 18 he was already waiting for marriage..after all a good husband waits for the perfect bride.
"theo? Hey theo? Hello earth to theo?"
Theodore snapped awake only to see his sweet darling staring at him worriedly, he must have fallen asleep in his office again. Theo simply smiled as he stood from his chair
"what's wrong?"
"well, dinner's ready have a good dream or something?"
Theo chuckled softly before running his fingers through his hair trying to come up with a suitable answer
"just dreaming about the past my angel, though I should focus on the future with you after all the past is the past..."
#yandere imagines#yandere#yandere ocs#yandere oc x reader#tw death#tw toxic behavior#tw yandere#tw religious themes
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Hiraeth pt.1
Summary: (set in season five) As the daring group left to steer a herd of walkers away from their safe haven, Alexandria, Daryl and Celia become separated. Daryl was far beyond the safety of the walls and Celia was now trapped inside the walls homesick for her love to return to her.
Hiraeth: A concept of longing for home. To some, it implies the meaning of missing a time, an era, or a person
Warnings: fluff, angst, violence
Pairing: Daryl Dixon x OC
Word Count: 3k+
A triangle of golden light began to seep its way through the shades of the curtainless window. The early rays of the sun coating her exposed skin in sweet honey making her already tanned skin a more even complexion.
As the warmness and illuminating glow reached her eyes they fluttered open showing the vibrance of her light green orbs. With a groggy sigh she brought her palms to her eyes and began to wipe the shield of tiredness away. After she contracted her hands from her face she glanced next to her only to see that the man who was once sleeping beside her had vanished.
Seeing as the sun was still rising Celia knew exactly where her beloved archer had run off to. Throwing the sheets roughly off her person she dragged her feet off the bed and stood up, stretching her arms above her head with a yawn. As she prepared to leave the house Daryl Dixon was outside in the morning light crouched next to his new bike tampering with greasy parts. A cigarette was evident as he completed his tasks as he held it propped between his lips.
He sucked the smoke deep into his lungs, letting the warm contents of nicotine fill him during the chilly early air. When he woke just minutes ago he felt warmness that couldn’t ever be mistaken for anything else — her. But, now that he has left the house’s aroma he’s left his shinning light behind. As he took another drag he thought about her again. The way she smiles, they way she made him feel safe, made him feel like him; the real him. It wasn’t too long ago that his brother would have bashed himself upside the head for him thinking these romantic thoughts.
His brother never was accepting towards women. He had a strong belief that every woman had a mission double cross him, that they would leave him high and dry, but Celia wasn’t them. She’s not the women that Merle used to surround himself with day in and day out. In some remarkable yet twisted way he could see Merle accepting her as a woman fit to care for his little brother during his absence.
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“That woman, the one that almost broke my damn nose,” Merle grumbled as he stalked towards his little brother, his looming figure sprawling over his shorter one, “She trusts you, all these people do. You used to call people like that sheep,” Daryl could sense the distaste in his brothers tone, “What happened to you?”
Daryl never moved from his spot, planting himself firmly to face his brother, “What happened between you, Glenn, and Maggie?”
“I’ve done worse,” The venom on his tongue made the hunter feel like he was a boy again; taking the blame and the whip for his older brothers mistakes, “Your people look at me like I'm the devil. Now y'all wanna to do the same damn thing I did — snatch someone up and deliver ‘em to the Governor, just like me.”
Daryl’s voice, though quiet, held meaning, “Can't do things without people anymore, man.”
Merle seemed to reject his statement as a look of amusement itched across his face, “That woman’s got ya all kinds a’ messed up, don’t she?”
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In her Daryl found a will to keep going, a strength. He had made an unexpected discovery when he came across her at the quarry. At times he wished he could have comprehended the amount of significance she woman would hold to him when he first laid his eyes upon her as the quarry. Feeling this way about someone was new, his relationship with her was something new. And even though he felt uncomfortable at times he relished the experience and even welcomed it.
His brother always told him that a house with a picket fence was nothing but a dream for a Dixon. But what Merle never realized was that he didn’t need a house or even a picket fence for that matter, Daryl just wanted her and that was enough for him to die happy. As he removed the cigarette from his mouth he blew the smoke into the air, watching as it swiveled and morphed into nothingness. Trapped in thought he continued to stare, not breaking his gaze at his worn down boots.
With a huff he hoisted himself up grabbing a metal zip tie and crouching down to began preparing his newly built motorcycle for the days activities. Only minutes had passed since he brought his attention back to the bike until he was interrupted by the door of the house opening. Familiar sounding boots made their way down the creaky wooden steps and in knowing exactly who it was Daryl opened his mouth to speak.
“So is he okay with it?”
“It was pretty much his idea. Morgan gets it.” Rick responded, his southern drawl mixing with the grogginess of the morning’s humid coating of dew.
Daryl quickly readjusted the zip tie, tightening it to the cold metal of the bike, “It’s got a bed and a bath but it’s still a cage, you know.” He said feeling pity for the man who saved his life.
“He gets it,” Rick reassured, holding his hand above his eyes to block the sun from his view, “He told me what happened with the trucks out there.”
Daryl stood to his feet with a grunt as his muscles adjusted themselves back into place, “He tell you ‘bout those people out there. The ones with the Ws?” He questioned with a slight grumble as he brushed the motor grease off his hands and onto his already dirtied jeans.
“Like the walker we saw, yeah. I’m gonna tell Deanna that we need more watch points and I’m also gonna tell her that we don’t need to go out lookin’ for new people anymore.”
The last words coming out of Rick mouth made Daryl study him more closely, searching for any signs of regret. But he found none and only gave his friend a slight glare, waiting for him to continue.
“You feel different about it?” Rick asked, sending a look not only to Daryl but over his head to the person who was opening the front door of the house they shared.
Daryl cleared his throat before he spoke,“Yeah, I do.”
Rick squinted his eyes at him, the sunlight momentarily blinding him as he carried out the conversation, “People out there, they gotta take care of themselves. Plus, we’ve both got things here that need to be taken care of. Things that we can’t risk loosening.”
Daryl knew exactly who his friend was referring to and had no objections towards his final statement. If he had to choose to save a stranger over Celia he would surly pick his girl. There was no question in his mind, it was her or nothing.
“Well, good morning to you.” Rick greeted, a genuine smile reached the corners of his mouth as a spark of joy flashed deep in the blue of his eyes.
Celia smiled as she held Judith to her hip with care, “Good morning to you too!”
Celia walked down the porch steps, barley making a sound as she kept her steps light. As the woman walked onto the pavement and into the sunlight the brown hair on top of her head absorbed the warm rays as it was pulled back into a messy bun. The two men watched with a steady gaze; Rick keeping his eyes glued on the baby in her arms and Daryl watching the caretaker with a look of pure admiration.
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Celia knew the moment she saw him at the quarry that he’s been through a lot throughout his life, anyone could see that. Even though she was always warned to stay away from this certain intimidating individual she just couldn’t find it in her power to do so. But after she saw him hold Carol back when she tried to run to her dead but still walking daughter she felt something spark in her. She could see he was a decent person and if she could guess, knowing that simple fact made her drawn to him even more. When they were in the line of fire she always found herself feeling safe by his side, finding herself by him whenever they were one the run.
The mess at the CDC crossed her mind in a constant replay as she walked the distance from the farmhouse to the isolated camp that the man had set up only a week ago. He took her arm, dragging her out of the building and into the safety of his truck, the two of them watching in terror as the building exploded in a fiery wave with his arm still holding her tightly to his chest.
When she first appeared in front of him with figity hands she wasn’t quite sure what to expect from him, but she knew he was in pain from not only an arrow wound but also knowing that the wound from that arrow would forever mark him for nothing. There was no little girl to show for his effort and she felt the need to check on him.
Before Daryl had the chance to acknowledge her presence Celia spoke, “How’re you holding up?”
At first the unexpected woman had startled him, as he sat against the log of his camp sharpening his knife. His blue eyes darted to her green ones, giving her a smug and judgemental gaze. Before he could say anything snappy to the woman she made her way to him and sat down with a kind smile. He found himself fall motionless, afraid that if he moved a little too much that his shoulder would brush against hers. No words formed in his mouth, they all fell away the instant she showed her face.
She just sat there without saying a word enjoying the new scenery clueless of the masked fear that had befallen upon him with her sitting next to him.
“What do you think yer doin’ ‘er?” He tried, amazing himself that he could speak.
His voice was meant to sound angry, but it came out more gentle than he had expected. She shrugged her shoulders, folding her knees to her chest as she rested her chin ontop of them to look out across the field, “As I said before — I’m checking to see if you’re okay.”
He was surprised, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion, “Why the hell wouldn’t I be alright?”
This time it was Celia’s turn to meet his darkening blues with confusion. One glance was all it took for her to feel weak, to feel that pull to fight back. Her mind began to cloud as her heart thumped against her ribcage.
“If you’re saying that you’re alright, it’s bullshit.” She whispered, ignoring her anxieties as she heared her voice drifting away into the passing breeze.
His eyes didn’t narrow, they didn’t judge, they didn’t shoot daggers, they remained calm while meeting hers. Under his intense gaze it felt as if his piercing blues were interrogating her seemingly innocent orbs. His eyes trailed away from her eyes to the features of her face, trailing them with his eyes. A few moments passed before he looked away from the flustered woman and tuned his concentration back to his blade, sliding the sharpener down the already whetted steel.
“Guess yer right, I am spittin’ bullshit.”
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“Was she already awake?” Rick asked walking up to his daughter to place a loving kiss on the hair that was fluffed and frizzy on top of her head.
Celia shook her head as she stared down at the soft blonde curls that bounced around the small child’s head, “I woke up and heard her crying. Didn’t want this little angel waking anyone up.”
Rick nodded his head, “You think you could take care of her for a few more minutes? I’m about to talk to Morgan, see if he could be one of us.”
Judith reached her small hand out pulling on the leathered charm necklace that accompanied Celia’s neck. Making her shift her attention away from Rick and down to the curious child with a bright smile. The necklace was the one that Daryl had found on his first run as Alexandria’s new recruiter with Aaron. He remembered being trapped in that car with the walkers gnawing on the inch thick glass that made up the windows. Assuming that there was no way to escape his fate he pulled out a crushed up cigarette and gripped the heart shaped necklace tightly in his clenched fist. He began to think of her to calm his nerves as death was only inches away from him, fogging up the windows. In seeing the new piece of jewelry hanging around her neck Rick spared a glance away from Judith to the man behind him, staring at his friend with a knowing glimmer behind his eyes.
A small cry soon interrupted the birds soft hymns of the morning and Celia bounced the little girl correcting her cries with a flood of giggles, “She’s probably hungry, might as well feed her some breakfast,” She looked up locking her gaze with Daryl’s, “Stay safe you two.”
And just like that the woman made her way back into the house with a mission to feed the hungry and upset child. When the door closed it left the two men as they were before, with themselves. “You’ve found something great, something to keep you going. I’m proud of you.” After Rick turned towards the so called jail house he didn’t need to look back to know that had left the redneck with a slight blush to his cheeks.
Inside the house Celia walked into the kitchen keeping her steps quiet for the sake of the sleeping people that remained upstairs. She kept Judith in her arms as she searched for their breakfast occasionally taking to her as she gathered the necessary items. Even though the child was cranky she was also hungry, and those things combined were never a good combination, “What’re you wanting, Judie.” She coaxed as she searched the cabinets.
With an exaggerated gasp and beckoned the small girl to look at her fake surprised face with wide teary eyes, “How about some apple sauce!”
The baby’s innocent eyes were no longer glassy as she saw the preparation of her breakfast. Celia put the remaining amount of apple sauce back in the cabinet and gently closed it, again not wanting disturb anyone, especially Carl, knowing that the boy probably stayed up late to finish up the comic that he had found in the attic a few weeks ago. She pulled out a clean spoon from the drawer and hummed a soft tune as she walked to the table with Judith and the apple sauce in hand.
She sat herself down on the wooden dining room chair with Judith curling into her chest as she sat on her lap. With a small smile Celia managed to feed the sleepy child with a few tricks.
“Are you ready for the airplane?” She questioned, swirling the spoon that was filled with cinnamon flavored goodness to Judith’s mouth, “One, two,” She counted down with the little girl once again giggling at her precious innocence, “Three!”
The mushy food made its was into Judith’s mouth and she downed it with no problem, finding entertainment in the older woman’s tactics at getting her fed. With the front door opening the two them looked up to see Daryl walk in with his crossbow in his hand. Daryl gave her a nod, as he acknowledged her presence and without hesitation he leaned the weapon against the wall and he walked to her pressing a gentle kiss on her lips.
“Mornin’, C.” He mumbled against her lips just before he pulled himself away.
Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at the man, a delicate smile snaking it’s was upward, “Morning.”
“See you got Lil’ Asskicker to calm down.”
The smile disappeared as she covered the small girl’s ears, “Daryl don’t, she’s picking up words.” She hushed, seeing that Judith was reaching out to him with her small arms.
Daryl plucked the child off of Celia’s lap and held her to his chest. She laughed and put her little hands on his face, feeling the scratchy stubble that was on his chin with her little hands.
“Ya know Rick’s arranging a meeting with everyone today. Says there’s a valley of walkers headed this way. He wants a group to go out there and lead ‘em away somehow.” Daryl mumbled, keeping his eyes on the child in his arms.
Judith found comfort in him and snuggled into his chest, gripping the fabric of his plaid button up shirt with her hands, “Are you going to volunteer?” She whispered not daring to look into his eyes, already knowing the answer to her question.
“Mm.” He responded gruffly, pacing to the available chair next to Celia.
With a content sigh he sat down with Judith, who was close to sleep as she listened to the melody of his beating heart, “You know I can’t just sit here and let them do all that on their own. These people, their inexperienced. The moment they go out there they won’t know what the hell their doin’. Rick needs everyone whose able pitchin’ in,” He reassured, keeping his voice low.
Judith soon fell asleep, feeling the rumble of his low voice against her ear that was pressed to his chest, “You’re good with her, “ Celia whispered, changing the subject, “You’d be a good father, Dixon.”
“Ain’t never been a good enough role model fir that.” He muttered, the tips of his ear growing red with embarrassment at her compliment.
“Now, that’s not true.” She whispered, leaning over to place a sweet kiss to his cheek, “Want me to get you anything for breakfast. Seeming that you’re somewhat occupied at the moment.”
Daryl nodded his head now feeling the emptiness of his rumbling stomach, “Yes, ma’am.”
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#11 - Poisoned
Out of all the twists and turns in his life as an adventurer, Dreaming Sheep did not expect to be going to his original home in Gyr Abania. Maybe he just didn’t imagine that the chance would ever happen. The Black Shroud and it’s trees were all encompassing and all seemed safe there. As if the fact that if Garlemald were to strike at Eorzea, the Black Shroud would be the first place it would see fit to try to conquer. But to be more honest, it was more as if it was a part of himself that he had thought lost.
And yet here he was. In a tunnel underneath Baelsar’s Wall. Following his love wherever he went. Which to be precise was that Berold was crawling ahead of him.
“You certain you can’t sense anything ahead or around you?” Berold asked.
“I told you that White Magic doesn’t work like that,” Dreaming Sheep said. “I just hear the Elementals will.”
“So how are they feeling then? About two gents crawling around in the dark?”
Dreaming Sheep chuckled. Well why not humor him? He stilled his breathing and tried to feel. Listening to the Elementals was always a tricky business, even with the Echo to help him out. It was more feelings and emotions that would catch him off guard rather than actual words being spoken. Breathe, slowly, and try to commu-
It hit him like a bunch of bricks. There was pain and agony, and it damn near hurt! Just what was going on in Gyr Abania?
“Wait, the tunnel is turning up! We’ll be out in a little bit!” Berold said enthusiastically. “I’ll go out first, see if any patrols are out.”
All Dreaming Sheep could do was nod and try to calm himself. Ease. Ease. Everything is okay. Just calm yourself. Retreat into yourself. Everything is fine. But that unease and pain, it wasn’t easily shaken.
He heard a whisper from Berold again, “Everything is clear.” Dreaming Sheep began to scuffle up and out of the last bit of the tunnel, poking his head out and breathing the air. He could still feel the wrongness. It was a bit down to the south and it called to him. Screamed, sort of. He shook his head, trying to focus on the people in front of him.
Elly was hugging Berold tight. It had been awhile since she saw her adopted father. And with her was Miffred, that lad who had stayed in Quarrymill for a spell and, wait was that Papalymo and Yda?
“Huh? What are you two doing here?” Dreaming Sheep asked.
“I would ask the same of you,” Papalymo said. “I expected Berold and I didn’t realize he was coming with a companion.” Papalymo tilted his head in confusion at Dreaming Sheep.
He just shrugged at that. “We’ve been working together for awhile now and I saw no reason to stop doing that at the moment.”
“But it’ll be great to have you here!” Yda said. “I mean, we have some alchemics but just think of all the good an actual healer can do!”
“Actually, there’s something about that,” Dreaming Sheep started to say.
Meffrid raised his eyebrow at that, “Don’t tell me those elementals forbade you from helping us here too.”
“No actually. They’re rather upset about something around here and seem to be in pain. If there is anything you would know that would cause that, I’d like to take a look. If it isn’t too risky of course.”
Papalymo nodded at that. “I do have an idea about that. Shall we go see together while everyone else makes their way back to the Reach?”
Berold near started to say something but Dreaming Sheep interjected first. “I’ll be right back. Don’t worry about me. Better to stay in smaller groups anyway.” Berold just smiled and nodded. It wasn’t as if Dreaming Sheep couldn’t fend for himself.
Papalymo beckoned Dreaming Sheep to the south, while the others made their way up north. Going through the Fringes...seeing the autumnal leaves turn on the trees, memories flooded back to him. His sisters, playing in the streams and he joining them splashing around. Their parents, millers working in a small settlement. The delicious smells of cookies and bakalava that his father made. Everything came rushing back. And he tried so desperately to stem the tide of these waters of memories, you can’t go back to that, your family is mostly gone, there is no way, but they came and he stumbled onto his knees.
“Dreaming Sheep?! Are you okay? Are the Elementals getting to you?”
“No I’m-” Suddenly, a vision poured into his head. Mother, father, brothers, sisters, Elly, Berold, lying on the ground, a thick cloud ontop of them. They were-
He shook his head, trying to focus. It was then he saw it, a great tree but within it, bulbous orbs of green around it. He heard those angry screams again. Poison.
“What is that? What’s wrong with that tree?” he asked Papalymo.
“That’s The Percipient One or so others have told me,” Papalymo said. “I’d imagine the fighting all around has not done wonders, though it wouldn’t explain why it’s in such a state. Out of everyone, you’d have a much better chance of finding that out.”
Dreaming Sheep nodded. “I don’t know what I can do without the help of the other Seedseerers and Conjurers though.”
“Come now, surely one of the few White Mages in the realm and the only non-Padaji to be so would not be so hopeless in the face of trouble.”
“Well, I’m not so good at taking the initiative on such things...”
“Then I say it’s high time to do so! But first, let’s get you to Rhaglr’s Reach and in a place where we are less likely to got by a wayward patrol.”
Dreaming Sheep nodded and quietly followed behind the confident lalafell. Well this was definitely not the first time he had to do powerful cleansing jobs. But still, the cries for help continued on until he made his way across the Velodyna River.
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BTS reacts to you waking up crying over a silly dream
Hiyaa snoopy ! ^^
Aaaaawh that’s kind of sad though :(. How dare that child to steal your turtle and put in the blender :o Luckily it was all a dream though and your plushie is fine. jeeeeeej! I once cried because we couldn’t take our dog on vacation and we always take our dog and so when I woke up I cuddled the heck out of him.
Anyways I hope you like it and I will send positive vibes your way to keep the bad dreams away. Sorry for the long wait though!
Stay healthy!
(It’s the day today! about 2 hours left until the bbma’s begin. I can’t watch it though because I will be asleep and I love my sleep. I will probably will get overwhelmed with the feels in the morning. Not probably, I am sure I will. Let’s cheer them on and show them lots of love. But the most important is that they will have fun right? :)
Seokjin
‘’You really dreamt that?’’ Seokjin asked in shock. ‘’And that’s why you were crying?’’ He asked again this time a little louder. You nodded your head fast, still not believing it was a dream because to you it felt so real. ‘’Ah y/n.. why?! I need my beauty sleep and you’re here crying over an ice cream that fell on the ground after you tried to eat it! AND it wasn’t even real.’’ Seokjin whined, throwing his back on the matress, pulling the sheets further over his body, turned out the light on his night stand and tried to get back to sleep, murmuring you ruined his beauty sleep. You just blinked at him, eyes adjusting to the dark again as you asked:
‘‘Can we get some ice cream?’‘
Yoongi
We all know you shouldn’t wake him up for someting so silly and especially after you got him concerned.
“I told you it felt so real. Byun Baekhyun just totally ignored me when I visited you. He just walked past me and didn’t even gave me a freaking glance after I greeted him. Politely may I add plus I flashed him my brightest smile and he just… just walked past me. Can you believe that?’‘ you told him, still in disbelief about what happened. Focusing your gaze on Yoongi, you immediately looked the other way, biting your lip in fear when you felt the irritation radiating from his body. ‘‘But you know who cares. As long as my sweet, kind, talented and very handsome boyfriend will greet me than I am the happiest woman in the world. Yup I don’t care at all. Pffff who cries about someone ignoring you? Not me. No I wouldn’t’‘ You quickly added, laughing nervously. ‘‘Now sleep tight sweetheart! Love you.’‘ after that you lay back down on your side, your back facing Yoongi as you beat yourself up in your mind.
‘‘She is unbelievable.’‘ you heard Yoongi whisper, nestling himself under the covers again as he threw an arm over your middle. ‘‘She is lucky, I love her.’‘ ‘‘Why would she even cry over Baekhyun- sunbeanim? What’s so special about him.’‘ he scoffed softly, complaining about you and him until he fell asleep,
Hoseok
With his eyes half closed as he still was sleepy, he shook his head trying to process the information you send his way. You were still wiping away the tears but felt glad to know it was only a dream, thanks to Hoseok who woke you up. ‘’So let me get this straight.’’ Hoseok began, holding his hand up, telling you not to talk while the wheels in his mind were still running. ‘’You were crying because you…’’ he continued slowly, pointing a finger at you. ‘’ you had to eat the food that Taehyung and Namjoon had made for you.’’ he finished, dropping his hands in the act. You hummed in agreement as you began to feel a bit stupid for crying. ‘’Oh my gosh babe… ‘’ he said, bursting out in laughter when he repeated the words you had told him. ‘’That’s to funny! I totally understand you know!’’ He wheezed, holding his tummy because it began to hurt. Throwing yourself against him, you joined him with laughing finding it hilarious too. Hoseok was totally going to mention this to the guys because it was too funny to let it pass.
(I am not saying Taehyung and Namjoon are bad chefs but.. you know.. you know.)
Namjoon
Namjoon slowly awoke when he felt something on his face and when he finally was awake enough he realized you were hitting him with your sheep plushie while yelling he needed to be gone. Grabbing your hand to stop you from hittnig him, he shook you awake, whispering your name as he did so. ‘’You know my name!? No, no how the heck can you be this huge! And why can you talk?’’ you screamed, violenty shaking your arms. ‘’Y/n wake up!’’ he too yelled, flicking you on the forehead and that seemed to do the trick when you shot your eyes open. ‘’Whoa’’ was the only thing you said as you looked at Namjoon who was rubbing his forehead where you had hit him. ‘’What the heck was that about sweets? What made you cry?’’ he worriedly asked you. You looked down at the sheep in your hands and looked up again took a deep breath and told him your dream. You told him when you opened the door when you heard a knock, a giant and you meant a giant sheep was standing behind it. You had to lay your head in your neck to look at his face and when he began to talk you totally freaked out.
‘‘You’re serious?’‘
‘‘I am serious Namjoon. It’s scary to see a freaking huge sheep standing infront of your head and who can talk may I add.’‘ You pouted, crossing your arms over you chest when he didn’t believe you.
‘‘I guess you need to stop sleeping with that plushie since it will send you giant sheeps who can talk to your dreams.’‘ Namjoon snorted, plucking the stuff toy from your hands, throwing it on the foot of the bed before ruffling your hair and giving you a peck on your still pouting lips.
Jimin
‘‘I turned into a spider and I followed you everywhere, crawled ontop of you whenever I could? Aaawh baby that’s really cute and weird’’ he laughed, pulling you closer to him, pinched your cheeks as he found it kind of cute that you dreamt about it. “It’s not cute” you voiced out angry as you slapped his hands away and scooted away from him. After the laughing beside you died down, you closed your eyes, ready for sleep again when you suddenly felt something crawling and tickling on yoir skin. Hearing Jimin gasp and stuttered out the word spider, you freaked out. But when you’re hand made contact with fingers, you snapped. With one good solid push from your foot, you had kicked him out of the bed, telling him he wasn’t allowed to come back in bed anymore while mumbling ‘ass’
But now he was pouting while sitting on the hard bedroom floor, banned from the bed.
Taehyung
He was holding you, caressing your cheek with his thumb as you were finally calming down. Taehyung didn’t know what came over him when he heard soft little whimpers in the room. At first he thought he was hearing things since he wasn’t fully awake yet but when those little whimpers turned into loud sobs, he sat up on the bed in a flash, looking down at you, confirming he had heard it correctly.
Now you had calmed down, you told him how your bicycle suddenly got wings and flew away with you still sitting on it. Knowing you were afraid of heights he tried to hold back his laughter when he pictured what happened. Imagining you riding your bicycle when out of the blue wings appeared. Burying his head in your hair he was trying so hard to not burst out in laughter where as you were still a bit shaky.
after he put you back to sleep, he laughed as soundless as he could still picturing the bike with wings.
Jungkook
‘‘Like seriously, I shit you not Jungkook.’‘ you clapped in your hands for the extra effect. ‘‘I seriously dreamed that the microphones were chasing you all while screaming how you would liked if they spat or breathed in your face. Oh and… how you would like it if they would throw you guys in the air and just not catch you. You had to see their teeth and little angry grabbing hands.’‘ you shivered remembering the dream as you moved your fingers in the way they did in your dream
He just look at you dumbfounded, your words not really coming through. Jungkook scracted his head and just blinked at you. Still staring he just patted your leg before his eyes flutter close again.
Rolling your eyes, you nestled your way back under the blanket, tucked the sheet a bit higher so Jungkook wouldn’t be too cold tonight and scooted towards him, cuddling while sleeping. It was beyond belief how Jungkook was so out of it when he sleeps, it was a miracle when he woke up from your crying though.
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Jury Rites of Passage
Benj - MY QUEEN!!! Hands down my favourite person I met this season. When everyone was against me in the first vote you were the ONE person who stuck by me and didn’t care about going against the majority. When I reconnected with you after the swap I was SO happy and you were able to keep me safe all the times I was targeted and I was so grateful for it. You were completely iconic in the music video challenge too!! When I heard that you were a target at F11 I was in complete shock and panicking in my lecture and was devastated when the revote results were revealed. I hope I made you proud being the last of the Save Alyssa alliance left in the game and I can’t wait to see you after this and maybe see you play a facebook game soon. So robbed!
Dennis - After getting to know you in hos, I was so happy when i learned that we would play kili. I feel like we got to know each other that well that this is grew into a friendship that will last and hold beyond the game. Thanks for always being willing to talk to me and that you were always there to put a smile on my face :)
Lily - alyssa, girl. Literally you are great. Always loved talking to you and couldn’t believe that we have the same karaoke song. When I started this game I decided that I was going to have to make some difficult decisions and play as hard as I could. I was impressed with your social game and yes your challenge ability. I know you said that it was just coincidence but I couldn’t help but be impressed with how hard you worked at things and the way you impacted people. Your vote was not an easy one for me but it was necessary. I knew Nehe would be an impeccable ally to me in the future and knew that you would take other people farther than me. This was the first big move I was able to make and it changed the way my game was from that point forward. You said to me that you didn’t want to lock in harambe. And when you said that I knew that was what everyone was thinking. From that point I had to decide who I would move forward with and for how long. I believe that you going at this point was essential to the way the rest of my game would go. I greatly appreciate you and how fun-loving you are. The day after you got voted out I truly missed your presence. Keep on keeping on girl. You rock!
Madison - AHHHH QUEEN you are such a socially savvy icon and the fact that we like the same music is iconic as heck
Benj - Autumn you were an amazinggg person to meet in this season from when I first returned you gave me so many tips on staying active and socialising and you inspired me to keep fighting in this game throughout being targeted so many times until we met again at the 2nd swap! A queen you were SO robbed I did not see your elimination coming at all and after Alyssa left I couldn’t handle losing you too ☹
Dennis - Autumn, I don’t know how you do this every game, but your awareness and perception of the game and all players in it is the best of any person I have played with so far. You are always a big threat and an amazing player and I admire you for that. Sadly you seemed to be the only person who immediately recognised the tight bond me and Lily had, ontop of that you voiced your concerns to Nehe about getting me out and knowing you and your ability to play the game, this scared me to death.
Lily - wow, another queen. You are such a fabulous person and another person that I just loved talking to. I was playing scenarios in my head and knew that you had a good shot at winning and I couldn’t afford for you to go far. I always wanted to work with you and Stevie but we couldn’t ever get anything solid so I couldn’t trust for it to be a good option for the final steps of my game. I knew you would make the moves you had to, so I needed to play you before you could play me. Also by voting you I was able to get Stevie to work with me more closely. Your vote was another vote that was essential to my game moving forward. I loved getting the chance to meet you and play this wild game with you. I wish nothing but the best for you and your future. You are going to continue to do amazing things.
Madison - you're a beautiful person and no matter what happened in the game, you're still amazing and i still have tons of respect for you
Benj - We were on a few tribes together and the same side at merge and got along pretty well! We just didn’t talk as much as the others but it was still super fun meeting and playing with you!
Dennis - I am truly sorry that our relationship ended in the way it did, the problem with making merge as a group of at least 7 people i really like is, that it can’t hold forever and at one point you have to vote each other out. I still feel like the conversations we had were genuine and I honestly enjoyed the time we spent together! I am grateful for all the help in the early challenges you provided for me (slidepuzzle hehe :D) and what scared me the most that you seemed to be the first one who tried to gather the “sheeps” to take others down.
Lily - Chips, I absolutely hate writing this. You are one of my best friends in this community. You have done so much for me and my games in the past. For that and for being voted out in this game, thank you. Most of my alliance at the time wanted to see you go and I didn’t want to paint a target on my back at this point. It was either you or Benj and I thought that Benj would be a better bet for me. I’m not sure if that’s true but it is what it is now. I wasn’t seen as too big of a threat this game and I feel voting you at this point is one of the reasons I wasn’t made to be a target. I straight up lied to you and I hate doing that. But I couldn’t risk anything going wrong and had to do what I had to do. You know that I’m such a fan of yours and appreciate your friendship. But honestly, I decided that this was my time to make the moves I needed to make. This wasn’t easy and it hurt but it had to be done. I’m so happy for you and your new job and look forward to talking to you again after this game.
Madison - i didn't think there was anyone who liked memes as much as me, but then you came along and gave me a run for my money. Hope things with the family are going well!
Benj - Another person from my original tribe. Thanks for keeping me all those times I was targeted and sorry I couldn’t return the favour to you at final 8, but you were becoming a huge threat and after I saw you turn on Alyssa so easily like that I knew I just couldn’t trust you again... Great player tho, especially since you were a newbie to tumblr like me!
Dennis - At the beginning I didn’t really know what to think of you, your special relationship with Geri looked suspicious to me but the longer we played together the more I felt like I understood you as a person. I am happy that I picked you for my tribe and I am truly happy that we played together for the time we did. You always had an open ear for ideas and seemed to be considerat of all factors for each vote. You are a great player and I hope we get to play again!
Lily - nick. I’m a loyal person in general. But from the first day at camp I could tell you for real playing this game. I don’t know I could just tell. I loved harambe and I was going to be completely loyal to this crew if we all wanted it, but I knew at merge that wasn’t happening. For me, the only person in harambe that I was truly loyal to was Dennis. You were down for the Alyssa vote and that meant we were on the same side but I didn’t know for how long. When you were ready to turn on Nehe I knew it was time to turn on you first. I saw it as me, Dennis, and Nehe vs you jay and Madison and if we voted Nehe then Dennis and I would surely follow. You were a true strategist but we just didn’t have the same ending plans at all and I think you knew that. You are great and wish nothing but the best for you. I really enjoyed playing this game with you. #DickOutForHarambe
Madison - MY FAVE ugh i missed you every day after you left and I hope we can be friends for a very long time after the game!
Benj - We got along well and had a few talks on call which were fun and you were one of the only people who knew about facebook orgs haha. Sucks that we ended up on opposite sides at merge and the F7 vote came down to us 2 but it was fun to play with you!
Dennis - From hosting me to allying with me. I truly enjoyed playing with and talking to you. Sorry that it ended so abruptly, but I am looking forward to playing/talking with you again <3
Lily - JAY! I was so excited to see that you were in this game with me and even more thrilled to have the chance to be on our original tribes together. We have had quite the survivor history and I knew, to some extent, how you would play the game. I remember reading confessionals from Atlantis (STEVIE HOSTED THIS) and realizing how well you played me that whole game!!! I thought we were like tight and number 1 allies but dang you got me. You are a fantastic player despite what you might think. You are amazing. You are a great friend. I knew that you had to go for me to stand a chance of winning this game. You are wonderful. You are hilarious. You are a joy to play survivor with and I’m absolutely thankful to know you. I’m always here for you and appreciate your friendship. Keep on keeping on, friend.
Madison - king of dying so i could prosper ilysm you've been one of my favorite people for a long time and i loved playing this game with you
Benj - This is such a hard one… I know you probably hate me now but I truly loved becoming a duo with you from final 9 onwards after we kept losing ally after ally. It was really fun to become the swing votes together at F8, and at F6 I know its all my fault and I could’ve done things differently… I just knew I HAD to do something for my game to even have a chance at winning if I make FTC, I just didn’t anticipate losing you to rocks would end up being the optimal outcome but it was sadly… I understand if you never want to see me again after this but it is just a game and I hope you see that. True King.
Dennis - I owe you so much, you saved me twice this game and while doing that even went to rocks for me. Nobody has done that before. Thanks for being such a good ally and not giving up on me, after I turned on Alyssa, thanks for listening to my nonsense and me being a mess in general this game. I will never forget how blake screwed up in the last minute and we could do nothing but laugh it off!
Lily - STEVIE! It was an honor to have the opportunity to play survivor with you. You were my first host and that was over 2 years ago! I was so happy to have the chance to play with you. I wasn’t sure since we didn’t start on the same tribes, but we were able to make some moves together. I loved that you were up to defend Dennis and stick with us. I was honestly a little sad that you went but also knew that I stood a better chance of winning with you gone. I would have tried to vote you out at F5 or 4 if I could. You are such a player and I honestly still don’t understand how you did so well on that google flight challenge. I hope you get the money to go on the trip. I’m impressed with how you navigate the game and are able to get what you want. I couldn’t resist not working with you and your duel with Nehe made it even more interesting. Nothing but good things to say about you but I certainly didn’t want to have to compete against you at the end. Best of luck and I hope we can stay in touch after this.
Madison - you're such a sweetheart and you went out in the most iconic way all season yeet
Benj - I never thought in a million years we would become close allies at final 7-5. You were the only person in the merge who I had never been on a tribe with before so I kinda ruled out working with you and wanted you out so bad at final 11 when it was you vs Alyssa. But oh how things change and I wanted to keep you at final 8 and 6, we formed an iconic unexpected trio with Madison and forcing rocks for you was so fun and it was amazing that it worked out, sucks you had to go one round later but you played so amazing be proud!!
Dennis - I think I told you everything that I wanted to tell you already in pm’s or in the last voting confessional. I am so happy that I got to meet you and truly think that you are an awesome and up-beat guy that is always able to bring a smile on my face with his comments or actions.
Lily - I don’t even know how to start this. I knew all day that you would be going but I knew you were voting for me and that’s how it was going to go. I’m certain you were the right vote but It was hard to completely shut you out. You are 100% right you did nothing to me. Dennis and I started it. I knew I didn’t want to face you at the end because there would be too many variables. I know dennis’s game so well that I’m simply not as worried to have to defend myself against him if I get to the end. With you, I was too terrified of what could be asked I knew I needed to get you out before the end. I’m generally a loyal person like I’ve said previously, heck y’all voted me as the honest one. I know that for me to win I have to have some deceit otherwise I would be getting 5th place for a third time. I wanted to do everything I could to convince myself that I played the best game. You are a great person to work with when there is incredible trust there. I trusted you but knew I had to vote you to get where I am. I lied to you. I was the deceitful one but I decided I was going to have to play a little dirty this game. It was an absolute pleasure to play with you and get a better idea of your values and how you liked to play. In previous seasons we were never able to make things work, and I was thrilled and happy to say that you were one of my most loyal allies in this game and I appreciate you working with me. Sorry that it had to be you, but if it wasn’t you it would have been me losing. I have nothing but respect for you. Keep on keeping on friend, 10/10 recommend Nehe.
Madison - you and i have had a time in the game WHEW but we built a stronger relationship because of it and our calls will always be the most iconic
Benj - Hi!! You were one of the people I connected to the most in Day 0 and although we didn't end up on a tribe at all pre merge after my return it was great to finally reconnect at top 12! Although we only worked together for 2 votes and I voted you 3 times lol I loved how we could still have a good social connection regardless of being on diff sides and never taking things personally. You played a great game!
Lily - I have nothing but positive and wonderful things to say about you. You are the best ally that I’ve ever had the privilege to play this game with. I knew exactly where your head was at. We were able to have a dialogue and I know sometimes we would disagree on things and we would always make it work out. And you’re hilarious. I always crack up when you were like “give me a second to respond. I’m playing d&d.” I love it. It was great. Thank you for working tirelessly with me to find the idol without that I would not be here. And you are just so wonderful. I’m so glad I’ve met you and I hope to become even better friends after this game.
Madison - there is no doubt in my mind that you're one of the kindest and most genuine people in the community (which is hard to find) and after being your number 1 fan during house of shade, I was so excited to meet you and play with you and you did not disappoint. Also keep in mind that sometimes I'm mean to you and its just because I adore you and I'm weird about showing it
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Ep. 6 - “I Had the Wig Snatched from On Top of me” - Duncan
ROB
Eddie did not fucking deserve that, fuck you Sam you piece of shit I've hated you for so long. The newbies can go to hell. Matt fucking Summers I am so glad Jenna Tibby beat you she is a much better person than you, and you don't even host. Bye.
I'm pissed I wish it was me instead
http://survivoremathia.tumblr.com/post/158247853246/immunity-6-word-play
http://survivoremathia.tumblr.com/post/158291809426/immunity-results
RYAN B
I pretty much said nothing this round and did absolutely nothing for the challenge but #noshame cause I'm failing 5 classes so.....
ALI
AHHHHH. I JUST MADE A BIG MOVE! This was my first real tribal (the last one was just an inactive being voted out) and it featured IDOL PLAYS, A SPLIT VOTE and.... ME PLAYING AN ADVANTAGE. little old me!!!! Like I just am in shock. That tribal went amazingly. And I don't feel bad about potentially having betrayed Duncan, as he betrayed me too by lying to me! :) All is fair in love and war, but if they think they can fool little old me, they're mistaken. This sheep has claws :)
ROB
7F
fucking
[6:56 PM] Trevor:
<<< FranklyTrevor, Today 6:56 PM no swear words
fucking
JAY
I haven't done one in a bit I'm sorry!!! But I'm in a fantastic position on my tribe. Scott and Ryan are mostly inactive, so I shouldn't have to worry too much about the first two votes. Also I'm still very close to Owen and RTP. And with Owen comes Trevor, which is fantastic for me. I feel like I'm playing Robin's game from India. Getting close to the couple. But it works. And I'll be close with them while I'm on this tribe.
JD
That tribal was terrifying. I was so stressed... I thought that Logan had the same advantage as Ali did. I was holding my breath, waiting to see a 'and there's one final vote' which never happened. I was buzzing on that for like hours at work. But at yen same time, we might have out smarted them this time but why are still in our tribe. We have to get along and we have to win the next challenge.
I'm not going to lie though, the thought of throwing a challenge did cross my mind. Because me and Ali are in a good place here and if we win then that puts our alliance i. A tight spot and we don't know how they are making over there. We just have to do the challenge and hope that they've had time to make their connections like we did and see what happends.
On another side not, if Sam ever right my name down, I'm going to be a bit bitter, not for long because this is a game but i mean me and Ali saved him, his game was in our hands and we decided we needed him. So Sam, if you voted for me at any time... Give me a day lol
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Omg i really want to work with Eddie. I really think we could have done really well together. And i feel bad about lying to him because he told me flat out he was voting Sam and he wasn't lying. But i mean shit happens and of we play together again i hope to work with him but i guess we might never see that
I think this last vote out a target on me and Ali. I think we did a good job at downplaying how close we are but I think everyone is starting to see if. Hopefully not all of it, but they know we're working together... We'll see.
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I'm a little bitter that the hosts feel asleep during the endurance challenge. It's 4 am for them and I'm still up and they're hadent been a post for 2 hours not. My tribe could have really put themselves a head for when everyone else gets on but now we can't. People need sleep but i don't know, feels a little unfare that my tribe (not just me) sat up late to try and grab the extra points and now we'll be tired tomorrow and the others will get the bonus of sleep. Whatever, that's life.
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I can't wait to get back with Trevor and Lydia and see what they think about is being able to vote out Eddie :) thank you Trevor for giving us that little bit of advice baby
RYAN PALMER
Ok so tribe swap, epic. I ended up with most of my allies and this is going to be great. The Fam consisting of me Owen Trevor and Lydia seems like it going to be my strongest alliance rn. I obviously still have David who I want to work with, and Jay seems to think the 4 Othrys are gonna stick together. That leaves a pretty big group of intertwined people to work together and I dont have to expose myself. and as soon as we came over trevor immediately told me about how he wants ryan b out next. idk what happened but he does not like him. we are just gonna ignore scott and hope he just gets med evac'd. we won the music video challenge thanks to muah! jk lydia is the star of the video lmfao i love it. so then eddie leaves? nut. glad i dont have to deal with him in this game. their tribal seemed like a shit show and i want to know everything about it. so then we get this new challenge and trevor is like...oh we can lose its fine....and im like....uh no i dont lose on purpose....and he said not on purpose....but like hes not even trying for this challenge...i know hes trying to throw and i hate that. this is going to bite him in the ass later let me tell you!
DUNCAN
You know the saying "I had the rug swept from under me"? Well I had the wig snatched from Ontop of me
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I fee like freaking Gina Marie after nick got evicted in bb15. Yesterday really sucked. Eddie is a dear friend and someone who I've been dying to play with for the longest time. I'm so pissed that they took him out. Like? The only reason I voted with those three is because eddie was a part of the three. I could of dealt with being lied to by the other side, by being in the minority, by losing an alliance member. I'm crushed by losing eddie. Now I look like a fucking idiot bc I followed my d*ck and not my head. Now I'm on bottom and I need to make sure I find footing in this fucking tribe to make sure that I'm not the next one to go if we go to tribal.
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Oh! On top of that! I played my fucking idol and had to give it to someone. So who do I give it to?! It's a hard decision bc I don't trust anyone for shit on this tribe, and I'm probably the next to go, but I have to do something, I can't just roll over and die right? Sooo even though I just tried to help vote him out, I gave it to Samuel. Samuel has all the control over the newbies and is in the power position. I don't want to try and get anyone to flip to Logan rob and I because really? Like I've said, I was only in that alliance for eddie. I'm not going to stay on bottom for the other two. #sorrynotsorry I know I can work well with Samuel if he'll have me, so basically I have to spit shine his ass while trying to play it cool with the newbies. Matt summers? Can cheauxke? I told him I liked eddie and I think he was looking to weaken me if I flipped so that's why they went for him. Also you know what, I didn't feel bad about flipping when I casted my vote. Matt summers lied to me about being in an alliance on our old tribe and that's just frustrating. Then he messaged me back after I messaged him at Tribal like "looks like it's going to be hard for me to trust you now" and I'm like BITXH YOU ALL LIED TO ME ANTYWAYS! So I was on the outs anyways?.......I just feel kind of down. All these great people were cast and I knew it was going be a lot harder than the last two times. I'm still going for that crown, but it looks like the path is going to be paved with blood tears and the corpses of friends
ROB
I know that now that we're not playing anymore, Eddie is going to stop talking to me again. Fuck Ali, should've just voted Sam and saved your double vote jackass.
ALI
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMRRoCmK5eU
OWEN
SO! We lost immunity. I didn't try very hard. I don't think any of the people who actually try on this tribe DID do very well... Oops. We have dead weight in Scott and Ryan B so honestly... I wasn't that concerned. Part of me wants Jay to go because Duncan/Rob/Logan are probably a thing, and Jay would most likely join them. Plus Jay has WON before. But also, Jay does well in challenges and I'm technically working with him.
So my thought now is to go for Ryan B, and maybe Scott will just get expelled for literally not showing up lmao. I'm not really sure who Isaac is... But yikes.
I'm not playing a very good game I don't think, but it's because of the cast. Half of them I have strong relationships outside of the game and I can't really help that. The other half don't bother to show up or try. So there's nobody new for me to get to know. So! I'll lay low and wait for shit to hit the fan when all the people I know merge. I do feel like I have my hand in different baskets and we'll see what happens :~)
JD
So... I got a ring. I don't know own if i like not being able to help direct the vote. Not being able to have a say in what was happening. I might have to pass it off too maybe, I'm not sure. It's cool as hell, i love the idea but i don't know... Control issues maybe.
RYAN B
Welp. At this point it's gonna either be me or Scott. I've accepted my fate either way. We both have been pretty inactive(although Scott has done even less than me so far). If it's not me this time it'll probably be me next time soooo.........
SCOTT
So my Skype officially HATES ME. I literally haven't been active in the chat for what seems like weeks. Hopefully I don't go tonight.
TREVOR
https://youtu.be/jhuTyOZlEL8
http://survivoremathia.tumblr.com/post/158332506751/tribal-council-5-olympus
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