--- Sunwalker. x

Enter Sandman

slight tw: i think might be considered dubcon, watching and some touching while asleep.

Terry watches you while you sleep, slipping in so quietly, you are off in a blissful dream.

He watches the moonlight cast upon your face, he’s never seen you so at ease.

You hear a creak and grip your pillow tightly while staying asleep. Your body reacts in your sleep. You let out a sigh.

I wonder what she’s dreaming of. He thinks to himself.

He gets closer, standing over you. You were so unaware, so helpless, so oblivious right now. So stupid, you wouldn’t even know what’s coming.

Poor little thing, he thought. Sometimes you slept with your mouth a little open, letting some drool spill onto your pillow.

Your mouth was perfect. Perfect for him to use. All his. Your perfect little mouth would take all of him, he thought.

He let his thoughts take over. He took off his leather glove and felt your lips with his thumb. They were so soft. They would look so pretty wrapped around him. He slid his thumb in your mouth, feeling the wetness of your tongue back and forth.

Your breathing was audible, you let out a tired moan. Your eyes remained closed. Perfect, he thought.

He pushed his thumb farther into your mouth, getting closer to the back of your throat. He imagined how good it would feel to be inside your mouth, with you being a moaning mess around him. He felt around in your mouth, sliding his thumb to the back of your throat, pushing on your gag reflex. He watched with pleasure, your mouth open wide for him, as he did what he pleased with your body.

You start to cough and gag. You looked so beautiful when you were choking. You regained your breath, eyes slowly fluttering open.

All you saw was your curtains blowing in the wind.

You close your window, returning to bed.

You had no idea, he snickered. He’ll make himself known soon enough.

Why didn't Terry get married? I bet he would have been a devoted husband and happy to be married.

The answer lies in your post:

He never found someone to match the unhinged levels of devotion he gives out.

Don’t Cry - Guns n Roses

What kind of bedroom would Terry have

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I present to you: Ennis House's brutalist, concrete block bedroom!

With the sole exception that I'd make Terry's actual bed in the 1980's into something more eccentric and luxurious. Less typically utilitarian. Something with actual arches and canopies. Something grand and slightly intimidating? Something with a gothic, period type flare? Maybe something like this?

Present day, though, in his Malibu seaside mansion where we're first re-introduced to him, I'd opt for more open concept spaces. Modern minimalism. Clean. Pristine. Lots of whites. Pale colors. An abundance of natural light and glass as opposed to his dark, gritty, gothic (Slightly maximalist?) bedroom of the 80's. Never more furniture than is needed --- in fact, only the bare essentials. A hub meant to rest the eyes and the soul and arranged by precise Feng Shui, without distractions, wholly decluttered, with colossal windows where everything seems pleasantly transparent. Perhaps symbolizing him supposedly turning a new page and his dwelling and sleeping spaces intending to reflect that, being as orderly, clean cut and put together as his life was intended to be. And I do envision something as stark and almost as intentionally and meticulously bare as this, with a vast vista overlooking the ocean. It's only perhaps a little too empty for comfort. De-personalized.

How about when he goes back to his old ways and changes manors once more and he ends up in that forested looking estate where his weapon collection is stashed? The place where he invites Chozen for dinner? The color palette of that home is infinitely different; lots of dark wood, tall shelves, labyrinthian hallways that seem a bit tight, black marble panels, blackout curtains and heavy draperies, a sense of everything being more closed off from all sides, brooding fireplaces and his bedroom is likely to take on a more moody tone by extension too. What I imagine is a lot of modern elegance, a foreboding palette, dim and seductive lights and the overall sense of excess privacy dominating the premises as opposed to before, especially the bedroom, giving off the impression that the place is secluded, overlooking a private, walled off patch of woodland he owns. If anything, Terry's the opposite of someone posturing to be open and rehabilitated in this stage.

Where young people can come and learn the same values I've learned: honesty, compassion, and fair play. ♡ 🐍

I want him to experience PAIN. ♡ 🐍

Headcannons for how ck characters would soothe you on your period

Daniel would be so sweet, make you some tea or any snack you wanted. He’d run a bath, rub your back, he would even watch Mamma Mia with you or one of your other fav comfort movies. Maybe he’d have some sort of special thing he learned from Mr. Miyagi, like that green tea stuff from tkk3. he would make you feel special during your whole cycle, but especially cared for now.

Johnny would probably be a bit of an idiot. ask if you want some beer. he’d order pizza for you both and sit with you, put something on and hold you. maybe he’d help you stretch or something to “show those cramps you’re not a pussy.”

Terry would have top chefs making you foods that are good for your period, ensuring nothing that could cause more cramps. he’d get a maid to run a very luxurious, lush bubble bath for you, he’d def give a really good massage, and probably want to have period sex to help with cramps? he is not squeamish at the sight of blood. he’ll either pamper you or pay to have you pampered.

Kreese would be surprisingly sweet and gentle i feel. if anyone gave you a hard time for not being so active and upbeat because of your period he would go ballistic on them and tell them that you can do things at your own pace this week. he’d def bring you ice cream, and ask if youre okay. he’d want to lay down with you and make sure your cramps arent hurting you too much. anyone or anything that hurts you is an enemy to him.

Robby would involve a lot of kisses. kisses all over to make you feel better. he’d be a great listener and let you get everything off your chest when you’re emotional. he’ll cuddle you, and give you a lot of reassurance.

 I've always lived my life by the rule: "If you get, you give." ♡ 🐍

Sassy hips. ♡ 🐍

Brass aquamanile in the form of a dragon, Northern Germany, circa 1200

from The Metropolitan Museum of Art

If beloved had gotten pregnant by John would Terry raise it as his own?

I mean, it has already been long since established that Terry would pretty much bankroll John's children even if this predicament with beloved you described up there being pregnant with John's child didn't happen, seeing as how, around this time period, Terry's very keen on the 'We share all' mentality, especially in regards of John, so he would absolutely be overly involved with John's offspring(s), whether beloved was mixed up with this or not or whether Terry is merely, let us say, an impossibly rich, self-proclaimed godfather who gives impossibly rich presents John endearingly rolls his eyes at but is pushed into accepting by a tenacious, stubborn Terry, because why on earth would children need gold diamond jewelry commissioned especially for kids, but ---

Imagine the spitefulness of old man Terry.

Yes, all the post Season 4 baggage included.

Terry's beloved is pregnant by John's child. John's, of course, in jail on trumped up charges. By Terry's hand, no less. Layers and layers of irony here. There's a whirlwind of bitterness, anger, resentment, possessiveness and revenge at hand, because sure, he was willing to share his bread and everything he has with John for old time's sake, but John betrayed him and put him down when they should've been equals in their ventures, and what's worse, gasp, he left his unborn child fatherless. Shame. Pity. Terry the Saint comes in to save the day, because, hey, finders keepers, beloved is still his and very much under his roof. Is Terry angry John knocked up someone his? Yes...and no, because this is as good a chance as any to perfectly be in control of at least a part of John Kreese, if he could not be in absolute control of the actual John Kreese. Then again, if Terry is most prone to ever tolerating and forgiving the unforgivable from anyone like this, it is John, even now. Is he pleased he can be sadistically petty as he shows up for prison visitations with a small toddler on his arm, playing the good friend and benefactor raising someone else's baby all while dropping some veiled threat in the style of -'I'll take care of Cobra Kai. Already took care of Johnny Lawrence and I'll raise champ over here too.'-

The baby John knows is his hiccups and Terry wipes its mouth with a monogrammed handkerchief (To add insult to injury. Might as well name the baby Terrence John to drill the point Terry wants to make further home.) while John practically pounds against the glass separating them, unable to handle this bizarre charade, with the prison guards there to calm him down and set him back into his seat.

-"Now, now, Captain. Temper."- Terry chides, rocking the baby.

-'You're not well.'- Terry shakes his head, mockery veiled through concern with the gentlest tone imaginable as John squints in rage, forcibly held down by two burly, uniformed security men. As burly as they make them because this is John Kreese we're talking here. -'You need what they call, ah yes, rehabilitation.'- His eyebrows quirk up teasingly. He's well familiarized with that word by now. -'You're compulsively violent, unstable, not fit to teach children and not fit to be around any children at all, as for that matter.'- Terry looks down at the bundle of joy in his arms, smoothing its hair in comfort. Hard to tell who the mother here is. Beloved, or Terry himself. In fact, Terry takes to raising John's child sired with his own partner of all people with more zeal than anybody. If he could push it out of his own body, he would. Also for old time's sake. -'Luckily for you, I promised I'd prove my loyalty, and I am proving it, even now. Remember? For whatever you need? Always? Just never thought that would involve this. Well, water under the bridge. Life gives you lemons and you make lemonade, right?'- Terry smiles blissfully at John, separated by the thick, transparent panel. He'd raise this child, yes --- goes without question, not that John can pay child support, hilariously enough; the thought is amusing. Terry would mold this child, make the child as much himself as possible, to the point him and John will be united as one, in flesh and blood. There was catharsis in that. A perfectly gruesome and yet wholesome union. John meanwhile, isn't certain just what level of disturbed this belongs on, because Terry accepts...with an extreme sense of duty. Terry is angry and vengeful towards John, but Terry also wants to usurp everything John's and just claim everything John is and consume --- making it perfectly Me, We and Us.. John is a weakness, and Terry wants to defeat that weakness completely and utterly in ways previously unimagined by practically brainwashing this child.

Have John's child love him perfectly and nobody else.

Terry Silver won't be second best anymore.

He'll treat his second chance so well, it won't ever contemplate adoring another.

The original John Kreese had more of an attachment to someone. To Lawrence.

But John Kreese's offspring won't.

Terry will make sure of that --- now was the time to fix things.

-'Everything yours is mine, Captain.'-

Terry coos sweetly, yet nothing about those words is entirely as sweet as Terry makes it, pressing the baby sucking its finger tenderly against his chest, rocking it tenderly purely to make a spectacle and have the other visitors see the tall, well dressed stranger with a child and be in awe of him, bidding this conversation and meeting adieu, setting down the telephone handle between two booths back into its place and walking off with a smile as John practically fights the security team trying to subdue his rage. Terry laughs all the way to the parking lot.

If Terry were on a date, and they said “tell me about yourself” where does he start? Theres so much to him, does he start by mentioning his business, does he talk about the classical music he likes? How about his interest in using karate to torture kids like ol’ Danny boy? (i say that lovingly)

idk if you’re into astrology, but what do you think Terry’s sign is? what other signs do you think would be in his chart? <3

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I very, very briefly touch upon it here, but let me expand significantly:

I think Terry Silver is into Astrology, perhaps not for the Astrology itself as a (pseudo)science, because I don't figure he considers himself superstitious, in fact, he is more likely to deem himself a highly logical business type who scoffs at the idea, but if he enjoys it it is more for the chance to even further snoop on others and research them to gage how to best approach and possibly manipulate someone (or seduce someone, perhaps?) and when you're on a warpath, every bit of intel helps. Every bit of intel is positively entertaining. Sometimes stalking, breaking and entering, voyeurism, private detectives, gaslighting and psychological warfare just aren't enough and obsession takes him far enough to literally, I don't know...research someone's stars for the shits and giggles of it so he'd collect whatever information he can on someone, even if it means looking into constellation charts and snicker as he does it, engrossed and amused by the act of it like a peeping Tom would've been; you'd be shocked at what eccentric hobbies being a Billionaire can afford you. Maybe it's a habit he picked up in Korea and he's absolutely introduced to all the twelve animals of their Zodiac and all the Earthly Branches. Perhaps he respects Saju or the Korean concept of the four components of destiny, within the moment of birth being the year, month, day, and the hour, more then actual Astrology in the classical sense seeing as how I don't think Tang Soo Do is the only aspect of Korean culture he totally adopted.

In equal measure, I think he'd be into Kabbalism. The esoteric.

Bizarre Hermetic art?

How about Incan and Aztec calendars he undoubtedly has archived somewhere?

He seems to have a penchant for the culture, after all.

Rare and expensive antiques too.

He is fascinated by it all, almost from a collector's standpoint or someone favoring art and ownership of it even though I don't figure he subscribes to the idea of destiny seeing as how, control freak that he is, he'd consider it terribly limiting and stifling --- an offense, almost, in ways; the knowledge something is predetermined and pre-written without the ability to be changed? It's preposterous. He hysterically laughs at the idea right before the notion starts making him dangerously angry. Things happen however and whenever he says they'll happen and if they don't, he'll throw so much money at events, people and situations until things are bound and forced into change. Hey, though. Terry has nothing against things being written for others to research and snoop into. But, for him? Totally different rules. He loathes being tied down by things and is entirely okay with others being tied down by things. He's a self-aware and even proud hypocrite like that. He's an interesting case of a man who could enjoy Astrology without necessarily believing in it...for himself. A rival or an enemy, for example? Yeah, Terry would absolutely burst into laughter that this month, their horoscope claims they'll get into a horrible accident somewhere. He absolutely digs his teeth into his lips on the back of his Rolls Royce, while being chauffeured around, a stack of newspapers his staff singled out for him with marked horoscope pages he reads to be entertained by on the backseat. He looks into the matter the way he'd look into pressure points and weaknesses on the body in order to best know how to hurt an opponent in the future, except sometimes, for leisure, the pressure points are written in the Astral and to him, that crap's fun.

He believes in the power of sheer willpower more, though. Infinitely more. The power of suggestion. If he schemes and plants the seeds of something bad occurring, they'll be spoken into existence and undoubtedly will.

In spite of his meanspirited, sadistic tendencies, he's actually, surprisingly, one the supposedly 'good' Zodiac signs; that being a Cancerian, for example. Why do I think this? Because everyone always headcanons him to be an obvious sign like a Scorpio. Or a Leo. A Gemini, of course. Get it? Stereotypically (and unfairly deemed) dominant, duplicitous and dangerous animals, the same way he's dominant, duplicitous and dangerous, but I actually think that in line with his character and the tendency to hide in plain sight, he's actually a sign nobody immediately expects and nobody thinks twice of to be intimidated by, which allows him to conceal himself even better if he so chooses. You know, an unassuming sign. An overlooked sign. A bit of a Dark Horse. A sign that isn't always on the nose, the way he actually isn't always on the nose. And since Cancers notably rank as one of the most loyal and devoted signs, traits that absolutely distinguish Terry Silver as well in spite of all of his darker characteristics, I figure that's precisely what he is. Always in the corner of the people he deems his, always willing to lend his shoulder (and his fists...and literally every asset he's got) highly emotional (which, my God, he absolutely he is to the point of being manic at times) with the downside of overextending himself, perhaps; doing too much for the undeserving simply because the guy gets attached so fully. So, of course people might overlook Terry Silver and the threat he could pose simply judging by his Zodiac if they're the type to do so, deeming him perhaps infinitely softer and more mellow than he actually is, and sheesh, are those suckers in for a rude awakening.

I think Terry relishes the fact too, weirdly enough.

That his sign can occasionally prove to be deceptive to some.

He enjoys it when people make a mistake about him and eat their own words.

If beloved was a book lover, do you think Terry would have a library built for them in the house? (if he doesn’t already have one that is!) Are there any other sweet things you can imagine Terry doing for beloved? Just into some Terry fluff atm

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Terry has a private wine cellar, Terry has a private training gym, Terry has a private weapons and sword collection, he has a wide array of cars he seems to collect, so him having a private library is really a mundane fact of life in comparison of all the things he already owns. Why not? If beloved was an avid reader, his collection only expands and he goes to great lengths to acquire every edition of everything money can possibly buy and more. First editions? Rare tomes? Medieval manuscripts? Old medicinal notes? Historical pieces? Coveted hand illustrated articles? Spending a fortune for unique bits of literature only he has? Historical scrolls and decorative almanacs? Antique scriptures of extreme significance? If he can possibly make his library the most expansive one in the State of California and further then so be it, because it means beloved will browse his special and most unique collection curiously for hours and hours, and if they're too busy browsing under his roof, then hey, that is just another way he's tied them to himself. Means they're less likely to spend time anywhere else. He's lured the rabbit in with a scrumptious carrot.

And Terry doesn't quite care just how he acquires this treasure trove for his beloved. He'll make do by any means necessary, trust and believe. Investing copious amounts of cash? Having his secretaries haggle black market smugglers? Having someone downright steal things which are otherwise priceless and unsellable? If his beloved wants something, they ought to have it by sheer virtue of being his beloved. Even if they never expressed the desire that they need that 15th century Book of Hours, a 14 carat golden Torah scroll, a Korean fashion plate from the 30's or a 9th century Japanese Floral Lexicon, if Terry feels they should have it, they'll have it --- simple as. It belongs in a museum? No, it belongs with his person, and by extension, him and that's that on that. This is a man who is in possession of a Rembrandt thought missing for decades, after all. Moral values fly out the window when he is lavishing those who mean the world to him, and in gaging just what it is that makes beloved tick, he will legitimately hoard every valuable book into his collection and gift it all to beloved. All ten thousand tomes within his gallery.

Yet, the sweet things Terry can and will do when he loves someone don't end with a mere library or books. That is just the beginning. A bait. A method of seduction. An elaborate here is what I am offering you as a prelude when there is much, much more to come. The condition? Be mine, and the world is yours. That's the price. And Terry truly would make true of that promise seeing as how he has the tendency to give and then give some more when he is legitimately invested to the point where beloved themselves might have to intervene and express the desire for him to cease lavishing them quite so much. Sure, Terry might concede on the surface. He's a smooth and clever operator. And then he'll still proceed getting beloved that Victorian picture book that cost half a million dollars anyway. Or better yet, he'll act unflinchingly stubborn and convince them he intends to give it to them and they'll have it. Beloved better take it, because he's just as nonchalant about paying for it and then destroying it (might just do it in front of them to showcase what happens when his presents are rejected). If beloved won't accept it than it has very few reasons to exist.

It’s still so funny that Terry gave the most half-assed apology to Daniel in S4 and when he got rejected, he’s just like “well, I tried🤷🏻‍♂️”

I don't figure Terry Silver was honest.

I know, I know. Beloathed take, but yeah. I'll stick to it.

I mentioned this before; it's akin to an abuser returning into the life of the person they abused in the past and throwing every manipulative alternative at the wall to see what sticks best --- if an apology was accepted, all the better, because the supposedly redeemed abuser can worm their way back in with their victim under the pretense 'they've changed and that they truly see the error of their ways'. That they're a different person now and can be trusted. What's best, the victim themself gave them the greenlight it's okay because they fall for the lies, further gaslighting them if any abuses happen in the future again. After all, you're the one who let me in. And if the victim doesn't accept the apology...then guess what...it's war! Either ways, the abuser receives renewed contact with their target, be it of the positive, or negative sort. Doesn't necessarily matter in the long run, because abusers are like energy vampires in ways; they thrive and feed off of whatever type of attention they can get. I think Terry Silver would've been equally pleased in truth regardless if Daniel accepted that apology or not, because the point wasn't to truly apologize; it was to get back into the good graces of the victim. The point was to get under the victim's skin. To control the victim, and if Terry was visibly peeved right after saying he's sorry, it's because he was denied control. Nobody fell for the lies.

So, again, war it was. The time for white flags was over.

Twerp asked for it. He did so in the past and he's doing so again.

Which is pretty much what happens because Terry then proceeds terrorizing Daniel all the way until the end of Season 5.

442nd.........Perfect. ♡🐍