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unforgivenn · 2 months

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WOLLEMI DAY 5- CAUGHT

CW: Young whumpee, Themes of captivity, a lil bit of manipulation, pet whump, failed escape attempt, future punishment mention, uhm dominant, creepy asf whumper, andd a pinch of trauma, alcohol consumption

The air was thick with laughter, clinking glasses, and the pulsating beats of music. The party’s that Dominic kept were extraordinary, only the kinds that the elite of the country got to experience. Guess, Caleb should consider himself lucky then… Dominic had made it clear that he absolutely needed him to be there to introduce his sweet pet to his friends.

Caleb had thought about it a lot, Maybe.. Maybe someone there would see and help him! No, No.. Dominic’s friends would be no different from him. Maybe even worse… He shuddered. He had been planning an escape for so, so long since the last time he failed. But this time there would be no failing. He knew he wouldn’t be able to handle the torture that Dominic would have in store for him. Caleb knew that there was no way he could actually run from Dominic. He had learnt it the first time.. But he needed something, something that could make him feel that he wasn’t going brain-dead under his captor and still have some defiance under him.

As the night wore on and the alcohol flowed freely, Caleb's attention turned increasingly towards Dominic. He wanted to show him off, to display his dominance and control to his friends. It was a sick game, one where Caleb was merely a pawn. He was there kneeling at Dominic’s side like a good little kitten that he was.

He noticed how Dominic was slowly starting to slur his words, how he squinted his eyes slightly to see properly and how his leg bounced up and down. He waited for a while before Dominic finally excused himself to go the washroom telling Caleb to be a good pet and stay though his speech was incoherent. Caleb looked at Dominic’s friends, all of them were busy talking with each other or just drinking.

He finally saw an opening until he suddenly got up and bolted outside trying to find the front door, his heart pumping with adrenaline. He heard a familiar “Caleb!!” behind him though that just made him run faster desperate to get away. As soon as his hand opened the front door two figures entered blinking at him before grinning. He freezed momentarily as the realization sank in. He was pulled by his armpits by either one of them with a tight hold on him as they dragged him back to his tormentor. Caleb didn’t even try to fight, he just looked down not able to believe it. He had been so close. So close.. Then.. why..? He knew the plan was childish. That he would never be able to get away from his fate. But.. he had this small hope in him that maybe. Maybe it would work it somehow.. “Hope. It’s a child’s play.” Dominic had once told him. The two men threw him on the floor infront of Dominic.

“Take better care of your toy, Sinclair” Dominic didn’t even pay attention to what they said, simply swatting them away and walking towards his traumatized kitten and forcing his jaw up to look him in the eye. Oh how he loved when the spark in their eye goes away.

“Trying to slip away. Were we? Well we’ve got to make sure that doesn’t happen again right” He said somehow seeming completely sober now… Maybe he shouldn’t have tried running away..

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jaggedjot · 24 hours

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Honestly, if any character deserves to go on a hashtag misandrist genocide it is Claudia.

#there is a good AU where Claudia survives the events of the trial and ends up getting involved with Akasha #this post has been sitting in my drafts for months waiting for the second season #almost posted it when whoever pointed out that Santiago is likely seen by Claudia as a replacement for Lestat #was waiting until Louis does the archetypal post divorce father thing of wanting to invest all his energy into his new family instead #but the reveal today that Claudia's stage name is 'Baby Lou Lou' has finally pushed me over the edge #truly every man is her father and they all want her dead #even Louis manages to embody some of the worst elements of both the mother and father roles #Claudia #Akasha #Interview with the Vampire

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crimeronan · 6 months

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hey if we are mutuals/friends could you guys please tag real life videos and photos of dead babies/toddlers/kids/etc. "child death" and "irl death imagery" are the main ones i'm blocking. i promise this is not a white person avoiding the news thing & that i am very invested in keeping up with current events, just. without sudden dead baby jumpscares. thank u

#archival work is more vital now than ever however. your archival work is not impeded by me not looking at the dead babies #i have the conflict largely blacklisted specifically so i can click thru posts and have braced myself appropriately #but uh. clicking thru to read news/updates about the genocide is. not the same as being alright with. dead baby footage #this is the second time it's happened in a 24 hour period and for obvious reasons it has shortened my emotional capacity to engage further #with the news today. u know.#alternatively if you're not comfortable tagging dead bodies for archival and awareness purposes that's fine #but if we are friends could u PLEASE let me know so i can unfollow before i see. more of that. thank you #for clarity this is Only about images/videos of real dead bodies. untagged news venting resources etc are fine.#current events #genocide #palestine #death #irl death

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captainbuzzard · 10 months

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got my second ever random shiny pkmn last night :)

of course it had to happen during a water monotype run but. for disco III i’ll make an exception

#m #pkmn #like. i've had a lot of shinys thru trading & game events etc.#but in all the games i've played spanning gen2 to gen7 i've only encountered 1 shiny #and it was a cranidos revived from a fossil in black 2. i didn't even know i had gotten a shiny one until i got the badge for it lol #this was from that mystery egg you get from the daycare in crystal. it could have turned into any number of shitty baby pkmn #a shiny elekid would have been sick cuz. electivire!! but clefairy is probably my second favorite option so i'm certainly not complaining #anyways i still have never encountered a random shiny in the wild #one day i'll have my chance to accidentally knock out a wild shiny and feel terrible abt it <3

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mail-forwarding · 11 months

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Thinking about how Oniwaka tried to push beyond his role. How attached he must have been to Yoshitsune as Benkei (and how deeply he misunderstood Yoshitsune's core motivation, and yet how deeply he did understand Yoshitsune's circumstances and what he was like as a person), to still try to twist his Role of the Stalwart into becoming a Shield, even after his rebirth and summoning to Tokyo. Because he couldn't let go.

Thinking about how, unlike a lot of other Transients with distorted attachment to their Exile (possibly all of them? people like Makara don't count because their attachments aren't distorted), he eventually resolves his grief entirely on his own. He accepts his Role, accepts its limitations, because he needs to accept the truth of his past (he could not have stopped Yoshitsune –– he could not have saved his lord) and the reality of the present (dying together in a blaze of glory is actually really stupid, and what both he and MC want more than anything is to simply live in peace and be together, whatever form "together" takes). Yoshitsune is gone and so is Benkei, and they're not coming back. But Oniwaka is still here. MC is still here.

MC needs protection, but more than that, MC needs his companionship. One could argue that MC doesn't really need protection at all –– what they need is guarding. They need a Stalwart on their side, who will fight alongside them and stay by them, not a Shield to take hits for them or die for them. You can't guard someone when you're dead.

Post-Setsubun Oniwaka is ascended Oniwaka, Oniwaka at the height of his enlightenment. He knows his path and what lies ahead. He knows what he must do. He accepts his past and his failures and the hurt he's caused, and he's moving forward past it all. Sure, that only lasts so long as the loop does, but it's also canon that impressions linger. Maybe the Oniwaka we see in the Main Quest and in previous events has long since diverged from the Oniwaka who was first summoned. Maybe the Oniwaka we see in Chapter 3, tortured and lonely, suffered setbacks after setbacks as the Game devolved –– but how does the Oniwaka in Chapter 8 come across?

("I'll never forget you said I was wanted. So... I'd rather not do anything that would make you sad." And what would make MC sadder than Oniwaka sacrificing himself for their sake? What would make them happier than to attain that long-sought peace, to open the Gates and explore this world, together?)

#housamo #character trivia/speculation #events lore #setsubun #houzouin oniwaka #oniwaka's my second favourite transient for this reason (no1 is mc of course) and no3 doesn't even come close #wait no3 is taromaiti who's neck-and-neck w him re ranking but no4 doesn't even come close #my understanding is that the setsubun oniwaka unit comes after after his sq. that's the only way his lines make sense.#i am a simple person. i read his setsubun voice lines and i can't help but swoon. anything you want baby.#btw if someone could be so kind as to explain his and his lord's second death i will love you forever and owe you my life

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gooperts-gunk · 5 months

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so. some qsmp streamers will do purgatory 2?

(flashbacks to bbh saying "should we do purgatory again, chat? 🥰")

I DON'T WANNA GO BACK I DON'T WANT TO I HOPE Q!BBH DIES NOW!!!! RUSH THE LORE, KILL HIM OFF ALREADY!!!! GO TO THE MIND DESERT AND STAY THERE!!!! PLEASE!!!!!! I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN!!!!!!

on a different note about qsmp purgatory 2...

the fact that is no hint of incentive or end goal right now is actually what i really like about it because the eggs being on the line last time was TOO FUCKING STRESSFUL and caused a LOT of community drama whether or NOT there was a cursed team. im GLAD there isn't anyone we're attached to on the line this time, I THINK. AT LEAST. WHO KNOWS.

like if anything the incentive and reward at the end is "confetti confetti, you're going to quesadilla island! beautiful island of your dreams confetti celebration" and i'd prefer that a LOT more. and i think the drama will be LESS because there's no eggs involved and because it's mostly new people that we won't know, we don't know them yet, no one should be fast to fight over characters and creators we barely know

anyway BADBOYHALO DO NOT TAKE ME BACK PLEASE PLEASE I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN purgatory is good in retrospect LET'S KEEP IT RETROSPECT PLEEEEASE falling to my knees, crying a river, PLEEEEASE

unless skeppy is joining. ok. you can go. have fun. so be it. get your skeppy fix, king. buff out the q!skeppy lore. make it happen, big guy. i'll be there. suffering whenever it isn't q!skephalo. but i'll be there. either way. no skeppy? i'll still be there. im committed. i need q!bbh lore. it is what it is (lighthearted silliness)

#goopert talks qsmp #i get my fan content from tumblr and twitter and it was not fun either side THOUGH WORSE ON TWITTER #WAYYYYY WORSE but you don't need me to tell you #i think purgatory 2 will be a lot better than the first but i swear eggs better stay OUT OF IT!!!#NO BABIES BETTER HAVE THEIR LIVES HANGING IN THE BALANCE!!! KEEP THE EGG BABIES OUT OF IT!!!#speaking of babies i hope we see coco and caramel again on purgatory 2 #i don't doubt that creator fans will fight for their faves rights (and wrongs) yanno yanno but even then #i expect a level of understanding the second time around to hold back while the event is fresh. who knows how long it'll last for

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flysafepapi · 2 years

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the sin factor 14/?

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Warnings: mentions of murder, nothing too bad, other than that i don’t think there’s anything that needs a warning but let me know if there is

Summary: It’s in the eyes, too, the same ambition and clawing desperation to be more, get more, hidden behind a carefully blank stare. He also knows that Duke has something Tommy never had although it’s more likely that it’s the other way around, because Tommy has lines that he won’t cross for reasons that are his own. Duke has no such reservations.

tagging: @zablife @the-makingsofgreatness @peakyrogers @hb-writes @caelys (let me know if you want to be added on or taken off)

The thing is, Tommy had assumed that eventually he would come to think of the boy as his son and not a stranger with eyes that looked too much like his own for comfort. It had been a foolish assumption, he knows that now, and yet he still can’t quite shake the idea. If everything had happened sooner, if he’d made an effort years ago, would it have stopped everything from happening? The thoughts turn over and over in his mind like a never-ending self imposed torture. Would it have stopped this? What was it that made Duke the way he was, something unspoken and hidden from his childhood, or was it something in their bloodline that did it?

“You look unwell, are you ill?”

From anyone else the words might’ve been concerned, but any warmth they might’ve held is smothered underneath the utterly blank voice they’re spoken in. Duke stares at him with eyes that might as well be carved from ice for all the coldness they hold within them. The gaze makes him feel like he’s underneath a microscope, being studied for purposes he’s not privy to, and for the first time he understands why people are so unsettled by his own stare.

“There’s no shame in declining an invitation. Especially from someone like Oswald Mosley,” Duke says, still monotone, and if it wasn’t for the slight twitch of fingers Tommy might think he was completely unaffected by where they’re going. “The world is slowly going to hell and people are hosting parties like if they ignore it hard enough it won’t happen.

“Duke-“

“Don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll have an interesting night,” Duke says, turning to look out the window at the crowds gathering outside the ostentatious club, still with that blank mask concealing what he’s thinking.

He watches Duke ignore Isiah watching him in the rear view mirror. It had been Ada’s idea, keeping Isiah close at hand, because where one goes the other swiftly follows, but something about it makes the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. It means they’re both close enough to strike if that’s what they’ve been planning, and he knows they’ve been planning something. Neither of them have been seen much the past week and normally that would be a comfort, so why does it feel like he’s walking into his own execution chamber?

There’s no point in ordering Isiah to stay with the car and so he doesn’t even bother, turning away when Isiah steps up behind Duke like a silent shadow, glaring at anyone who gets too close. Thankfully not many people do, though whether they’re deterred by Isiah’s glares or the dead-eyed look on Duke’s face is impossible to tell. The part of Tommy that wants to keep Duke away from Mosley and his mistress, to minimise any collateral damage that could happen, wars with the small part of him that wants to stand back and see what happens.

“Try to look less like you’re going to slit everyone’s throats,” he says quietly, and if he hadn’t been watching so closely he would’ve missed the minute switches in Duke’s face. He might’ve thought they were two different people entirely, had he not seen it for himself. Isiah laughs and conceals it, poorly, behind a cough.

“I would never slit everyone’s throats,” Duke says, smiling like he doesn’t have a care in the world, “It’s a bitch to clean out of clothes and these are new.” It’s not comforting, but he’ll take it.

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Isiah watches from one of the small tables as Duke shakes Mosley’s hand, smiling like he’s being paid to do it, like it doesn’t make him want to claw his own skin off. It’s impressive how easily he manages to hide it. He’s too far away to hear much of the conversation but there’s no point in getting any closer. It would look suspicious, for one, and he’ll be hearing all about it later once they finally get away from here.

He doesn’t turn to look when he feels someone stop beside him. Isiah had already seen her as soon as they stepped inside.

“Ms. Nelson. I heard about what happened to your husband. I imagine it was quite a shock, finding him like that,” Isiah says, and he can practically feel the rage rolling off her like it’s something tangible. Sooner or later, Isiah’s money is on sooner, she’ll say something she won’t be able to take back.

“Tell me, is it you calling the shots, or do you let Tommy Shelby’s son fu-“

If anyone were to look at them, all they’d see is a young couple getting a little closer than proper for such a public spot, not scandalous enough for someone to say anything but enough that they’d make their assumptions and keep their distance. He tightens his arm around Gina’s waist slowly, dragging her closer under the guise of young love or whatever inane story people will decide on if they’re seen, until it’s far past the point of comfort and she digs her fingernails into his wrist. Isiah knows the knife is sharp because he’d sharpened it himself, and he doesn’t bother being gentle when he holds the blade of it against her stomach underneath the table, hidden from view.

The smell of her perfume is enough to make him sick.

“Baby, if you think your family name is enough to deter me from opening you up all over this freshly polished floor, I’d suggest you rethink that and shut your fucking mouth.”

“Baby, if you think I’m scared of you, I’d suggest-“

He’ll laugh about it later, the way Gina shrinks into herself when she sees Duke reach around her to pick up her forgotten drink, staring at her unblinkingly as he downs it in one smooth movement. They’re attracting more attention now, especially after Duke’s moves in on Gina’s other side, the two of them boxing her between them, and she flinches when Duke reaches out to tuck her hair back behind her ear.

“Do you want to know a secret, Gina?” Duke draws the name out mockingly, looking her over for a few quick seconds before he reaches down and pulls her hand away from Isiah’s wrist, eyes flashing when he feels the wetness of blood there. Isiah almost wants her nails to have left permanent marks behind, just so he can watch what Duke does to her for it. “You’re so close to being right. I do call the shots, so you get a point for guessing that, but you know what that means? All I have to do is say the word and he’d use that frankly beautiful knife to gut you like a fish. I’m tempted to let him, all that red would be spectacular against all this marble, don’t you think?”

Isiah sees Tommy looking at them from across the room, and the carefully blank look on his face is so similar to his son’s that it’s amusing to see. Isiah shakes his head and watches until Tommy deliberately turns his back, and he can see that the inaction takes a toll, even if it is Gina they’ve got trapped between their bodies.

“Then afterwards, when everyone has all run away and this place is empty, he wouldn’t think twice about fucking me in the blood you leave behind if I asked him to, because unlike you, I have a husband that truly would do anything for me. You don’t even have a husband anymore. He didn’t even call for you while I was spilling his blood all over my shoes.”

“Husband?”

Isiah isn’t expecting the box that Duke pulls out of his pocket, or the smile Duke sends him, one of the rare real ones and not just the one he uses when he’s hiding who he really is. He’s not expecting the familiar rings inside.

“Your father gave them to me, I’ve been waiting for the right time.”

“And this is the right time?”

Gina has gone silent, probably from the knife digging further into her stomach, but maybe from the shock of what’s happening right now. It could go either way.

“We can never make it official, I know that, but I know how I feel, and I’m sick of pretending to care what everyone else might think. Will you-“

“Love, as soon as I saw you, I knew I’d follow you anywhere, and if I had to do it all over again I still wouldn’t change a thing.”

The ring feels right on his finger, like belonging and home and acceptance all at once. He doesn’t even care about anyone that might be looking when he steps around Gina to cup his hands around Duke’s face, looking down at him. It’s a risk, even above all the violence and the bloodshed the two of them are personally responsible for, and he knows they’re both going to be subjected to a lecture on the way home but he can’t bring himself to care.

“You’re my reason, baby.”

#i'm finally back baby #i can't remember how long its been since i wrote anything for this but it's been a while #originally this was supposed to be 100% tommy's pov but it got away from me in the second half #i actually had more of a large-scale event planned but i changed my mind #so no one dies in this part but originally there was going to be a lot of people being killed #instead you get this twisted and very questionable fluff #i hope its as good to other people as it was to me because i had a blast writing this one #although the dialogue at the end fought me so hard #it just did not want to cooperate with me #anyway yeah enjoy #peaky blinders #peaky blinders fics #tommy shelby #duke shelby #isiah jesus #gina gray #duke shelby x isiah jesus #duke x isiah #the sin factor

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