#Childern of God

[chiliyue-archived]

yeah like fr fuckkj dazai he held sigma’s waist and his crotch was BETWEEN dazai’s thighs. DAZAI MOVE

ANON THANK U

The animators rlly messed up, that's supposed to me there not dazai >:( /j

dazai had his turn, ration some time for us simps in the back 🙏

#⚘ besitos ♡ #god i have thoughts #i cant share them. childern r present

[anglerflsh]

I watched the little prince netflix film and played the sky:cotl collab season and that's my only exposure to it 😭 but it seems good from that and ur art with it is super cool so I might end up reading the book

Please do read it! I've always been a big fan of it

#little prince my belovedest childern's book ever right after aesop's fables and the fantasy series geronimo stilton had #my god that fantasy series I had ALL the books they had illustrations and fighting dragons and evil witches. 7 year old me was obsessed #asks #anonymous

[i-bring-crack]

Reading about the whole theory of the Apostles being between the ages 15 to 20 (with the exception of peter): Jesus, father of 13—

#older brother jesus #brb let me cry :“D #makes me also think about the double meaning behind... well literally everything in the new testament #the whole “childern will inherit the kingdom of god” #the reason why they looked up to him a lot #how despite their statuses they were still accepted to be taught and learn. #it paints a dear picture to me honestly #to be believed at an age where you are still growing but you are also not there yet to be a full adult— to be believed that you can change #the wrong ways of the people before you and carve a new path. carve a kinder path for the sake of the world. #that the change does not lie within ones self it also lies within the future generation. blood related or not it lies within them #to destroy the mistakes of old #um anyways gonna keep reading brb #something something #christianity

[bunji-enthusiast]

well I was gonna ask for a second part to the catnap story where he takes in the child after the hour of joy who called him kitty, I was the suggestor lol, but it appears I was beat to it lol. I hope it's still okay if I request a second part now or just a separate part with one of theses ideas. One would come after catnap used the gas to help the child fall asleep, where after they now like the other childern in playcare become reliant on the gas because of the poppy opium used to make it. So now catnap every time they sleep has to be faced with what he did, and has to decide to put his dear little one out of their misery while they sleep or to be usual catnap and keep giving them the gas. The other idea I had was for the child to not like to go anywhere without catnap, and starts to become upset if they are left alone especially after the nightmare so catnap finds one of the small smiling critter toys like him from the playhouse, and fixes it up. to then give to the child to keep them company as they roam the factory, or when they are without their stretchy kittyy.

Better To Death

Note || aye, good to see you! Hope this was okay :)

WC || 1,018

Caretaking wasn’t certainly something CatNap had on his table, but he pulled through, innovating in ideas from Ms. Delight and find books around the ruined place on how to properly take care of you better. Safe to say, he would like to think he’s improved on doing so. Though as you were, you are a child and are quite clingy to the giant cat. He had to find numerous ways to keep you occupied and entertained, keeping you away from the mass destruction and bloody spats as much as possible.

Ever since he had remained with the tortuous knowledge of knowing that his gas causes you nightmares every time he puts you to sleep, CatNap was at a loss. 

Would he continue on doing it, or just find alternatives…Or put you out of your misery permanently?

Confusion was a brand new emotion to CatNap ever since he had felt himself faced with this dilemma, he had sat on his thoughts. Contemplating what to do, but the insomniac cat had come to enjoy your company in the pit of all his loneliness all just for following his god. It was in due time that he always followed the Prototype anyway, yet his god had no care for what he did. Just get rid of the ex-employee that may come through here. 

As of right now, there was nothing un-important that had gained his attention. CatNap had the fortune of only dealing with you at the moment, your joyful smile and laughter was something he had grown to see and hear. Truly you were one of the rare few that never was afraid of his appearance, instead just finding it humorous. The mind of a child is one that is interesting, sometimes he can still feel that another part of him resides deep in the pit of his chest. Pity, perhaps. 

Though nowadays, however long a time has passed, he had lost track – a fortnight maybe. You had grown extremely clingy to CatNap, he needed to find out what to do about that. He understood that children can be afraid of being alone, but in your case it was different. 

Finally, an idea had struck him. CatNap can use one of the miniature feral smiling critters, one that was an exact replica of him and ask for it to be attuned to your needs (surely now you don't mind being without him anywhere you go). 

So he paid a visit to the Playhouse, even though it was messy and destroyed. CatNap could tell that it was the work of all the miniature smiling critters, he dwarfed them in size yet they were capable of much destruction as he was. It was for a moment, amusing to think about. Tiny beings so feral to destroy or feast upon whatever he feeds them. 

He guessed they were quite useful, especially in the exact circumstance he was faced with. CatNap had huffed and roared, calling out to a specific tiny smiling critter, one who resembled himself greatly. The giant cat raised his paw and stepped around, trying to acclimate to his surroundings of the tiny spaces the CatNap was forced to go through. Only it had taken a minute, the smiling critter who was akin to his appearance finally appeared, crawling up to his giant paw. 

CatNap raised his paw, the miniature CatNap remained unwavering, waiting for whatever orders the bigger cat would give him. CatNap silently instructed him to crawl to his back, to which the smaller one had obliged. Bigger Body CatNap was tumultuous in size, having to carefully step around the rubbled and ruined padding in the Playhouse. He sighed in quiet grievance as small spaces weren’t entirely easy without using his gas to squeeze through, CatNap finally had turned back around, slithering back to where you had rested.

The smaller smiling critter cat was squiggling around in excitement, though staying still so as to not annoy the bigger cat. He was quite curious to see where CatNap would take him.

Soon enough, the questions of the smaller CatNap were answered. “Oh hi, hehe! Stretchy kitty!” The little kid sitting right before CatNap, the smaller cat had easily figured out what it was that CatNap had brought him here for. Sure, the smaller smiling critters seemed to be idiotic enough, but they were smarter than they would let on. The smaller cat had scrambled down the roughened arm of the larger CatNap, who had glared at him – to say the least, the miniature CatNap had gotten the message very quickly. 

“I’m really ah- happy!” You nod swiftly, having buzzed about with an energy he had not seen in a while. The smaller cat had scrambled up to you, curling up in your lap as he sat down, waiting for you to react to his presence. “OHHhhh– what are you?” You immediately had been overrun with curiosity, poking at the smaller cat. “You look so much like the big stretchy kitty.” You held out your arms, trying to enunciate the word. 

A small sound escaped the smaller cat's mouth, you almost had caught onto it.

“Whoa!” 

You giggle, holding up the miniature CatNap. “You are so adorable!” You seemed to be happy and content with the results, he was too. The bigger body CatNap was reassured in a sense you didn’t seem to be at all upset, more so eased and at peace. He sat down, watching you as you had gotten acquainted with your brand new companion. 

CatNap had the full intent for the smaller one to keep you company for when he is not present, or with you for that matter. You always liked to bring it around with you when you wandered the factory, regardless of the idea if CatNap was there with you or not.

He found it quite refreshing compared to the usual grotesque sights he had gotten numbed to, but in the name of the Prototype. CatNap was willing to take on anything and everything, even for you.

When you're with any kitty, big or small. If he was CatNap, you are one untouchable person.

[Taglist: @everythingnicen0nnie @prince0fpaints @alocaldemisexual02 ]

#poppy playtime x reader #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #x reader #catnap poppy playtime #catnap #child!reader #yeah we riding with platonic fluff boys

[amiti-art]

ToA Headcanon

At same point during Apollo's trials (or after them) Hera and Leto reconciled.

I think that best moment for that is after Jason's death.

After Hera saw how her husband did nothing to save his own son, her own chosen one. After she saw how little he cared for his life. How when she cried and grived, he sat at his throne unmoved and unbotherd, annoyed by her tears.

How he did nothing when Apollo, his godly son, his fellow Olympian, tried to kill himself so his friends, demigods, could live.

That was Hera's breaking point. When she finally admitted to herself that her anger was always misplaced. It was not her husband's bastard children she should hate but Zeus himself. She always knew that, deep down in her cold, broken heart. But it was easier to go after weak mortal women, nymphs or minor godesses. It was easier to go after defenseless innocent children who didn't asked to be born.

She was always doing that because she could not go against her husband, her king.

The same way Apollo went after cyclops when it was Zeus who killed Asclepius, Apollo's beloved child, because it was easier, safer.

So Hera, heartbroken after Jason's death, haunted by image of Apollo lying on the floor, bleading to death with an arrow in his chest, went to see Leto.

Because Leto would understand her pain as she was also suffering. Because Leto needed comfort as much as Hera did. Because they were friends once, before the Twins were born. Because Hera after over 4000 years finally understood that she had to apologize.

And maybe Leto wasn't ready to forgive her yet, but when she saw queen's pained face she knew that no one could understand her better right now, so she let her stay by her side for moment. One mother greaving the child that was wasn't even hers and one mother who could lost hers at any moment now, both longing for comfort when the father of both sons sat unbotherd on his throne while his childern were suffering and dying.

Maybe I'm giving Hera to much credit here but those 2 scenes she had in ToN are so heartbreaking to me. Come on, how many gods openly cries and mourns for their children? And Jason wasn't even hers. Nor is Apollo, but she was the one to tell everyone to shut tf up when they started to discuss who could become an Olympian in his place after he dies.

#I wrote it as a platonic friendship but it could also be Hera x Leto enemies to lovers slow burn 130k+ words #Hera's gonna be Apollo's stepmother one way or another #hera #apollo #leto #zeus #jason grace #trials of apollo #pjo hoo toa #headcanon #lester papadopoulos #rick riordan #riordanverse #greek gods #apollogists #asclepius #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus

[ironbatpaperturtle]

other moments Michael fatherhood wasn't best.

Michael: What do you have?

Emily: A knife!

Michael: Ok, just keep it up, and not near to your body.

Adam: Mike! Emily! NOOO!!!

Michael gives a dog to Emily, a tibetan Masfitt, a dog incredibly loyal but aggressive to enemy, they can take off an arm. And they are big.

Adam: What is that?

Michael: A dog.

Adam: That's not a DOG! IT IS LION!

Michael: I don't understand why do you think emily is too young for weapons.

Adam: I know you born as adult,but weapon are dangeous.

Michael: But they are necessary, after I born I fight this,

Mike showing a creature that looks like a boss from dark soul.

Adam: How old were you?

Mike: 5 minutes.I almost die.

Adam: Or couse you did! You didn't have time for understand what was going on and you fought lovecraftian god! Think like these, as Emily's parents we need to prepare her to the life,by step by step.Think about, do you not wish they give you some help before they thrown to the wol... no Cthulhu?!

Michael: Yeah... I mean 10 minutes more would been great.

10 MINUTES HELPPP BESTIE NOOO THAT'S NOT.

Lowkey though, I liked how Adam would be the guide them step by step parent. He didn't have experience with his first childern but he knows that they won't hold the same knowledge as him. I can imagine that Adam would be the type of parent to let there child weapon and magic, IF, AND ONLY IF, Emily's like 10 years old or if Emily genuinely wants to learn. Even then he'd just make Em fight low leveled things.

#guitarhero

[someweirdoreblogger]

When you ask Hades for piercings, don't expect normal clips.

That dramatic motherfucker always aims to impress in the most ridiculous methods possible. Damn him to oblivion if Hades doesn't aspire to give his beloved, only upmost, perfect quality gifts. You will burn brighter than any star by the time Hades is through with you.

This somber-ass bitch personally walks to the sixth layer of Hell, effortlessly ripping an obsidian scale off the gargantuan, spiked spine of one of Typhon's numerous monster childern and calling in a very personal favor to Olympus's famous blacksmith, Hephaestus-to forge him a very specific relic.

Earrings.

Hades gives every material needed, brought personally if need be. Regardless of how difficult to obtain and far more than what should be required, each object is just as increbily valuable as the last if not more;

A collection of infernal fire donated directly from Hell's demon Lords, lit forever til the dawn ends. It can burn the world's most stubborn of metals and the strongest of wills, a merciless torture of immeasurable heat. Life taking breath, a saltless tear from the sun's very own core. In other words, it is an unbreakable temperature for binding countless parts, God made or otherwise.

Black glass from Hades' own castle, clean and not too crisp. There's an unease sealed into it, a looming call to the dead. Sizzling sensations overcomes you and guides your fingers across the smooth surface, a temptation bleeding silk through the pitch black lens. Not quite a spark, but threatening to be, tingles dance furiously against weak mortal flesh and bows to the natural will of the gods who sculpted it. The trapped whispers of olden kings and queens and long gone gods, still in an accursed dream. Transparency shimmering blind in the darkness, guiding lost souls to their ruling god like cavern crystals for awaited judgment, void deep as a black star.

Anicent irons melted from fallen weapons, no longer bond to their respective masters, carefully collected off the immortal corpses of the ferocious Titans. Irreplaceable, priceless in fortuide, and pure strength. Indeed, diamonds in the collection of any invested exploration.

Hades waste nothing without a second thought, but these-

They live on now as a far more useful, suitable foundation miles away from their recent decaying forms.

Quite a long journey to craft these special earrings for you. These earrings saw glorious sights amany. Traveled to the very ends of the world; melted into a divine star by the roughest, most careful hands of Heaven, molded by Hades' most destructive calamities in the deepest, darkest nether.

And here they are, the Underworld's newest god-kissed relic, solely for you alone. Although Hades opposes the mere thought of difficulty-always the sincere one.

How could Hades complain when everything you wear shines like the Earth's finest jewelry-majestic, is it not?

Hera pales in comparison. Aphrodite will weep jealousy, in complete, utter awe of your wonderful accessories.

Do not fret over the details, Hades acts like it was the easiest thing in the world.

All Hades could ever want is to spoil you, the least he could do is make up for lost time, Helheim grows evermore busy every passing century, and Hades intents never abandoning his responsibilities. But of course, one of those beloved responsibilities is you.

The cheerful smile you answer in return outweighs Apollo's own boundless radiance. And while Hades strictly insists no payment back, who can't help but bite the apple from the tree?

#mypost #record of ragnarok hades #anime #manga #record of ragnarok #hades #ror hades #hades ror #hades x reader #record of ragnarok x reader #this bitch will show he cares no matter how long it takes #his promises wont allow him to pull his punches

[sunnyjuni]

15 days of devotion with Loki - Day 1: Basic Introduction

While scrolling I came across @noctivague 's 15 days of devotion template and I loved it so much I decided to do it too. Without further ado, here is day 1 with Loki.

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Loki ᛚᛟᚲᛁ is a god shrouded in both mystery and controversy. His trickster nature often gets him and the other gods in the Norse pantheon in trouble, but he’s also the one who gets them out of it, which often leads to the gods acquiring priceless gifts.

His role within the pantheon is a contradictory one and he holds many of them. He is the son of the Jötunn (giant) Fárbauti and the Ásyunjur (goddess) Laufey, and the sworn blood brother of Óðinn. Loki is married to Sigyn, and is the also the lover of the giantess Angrboða, both of which he had childern from. But more on that later (day 2). He is also the favourite travel companion to Thor, leaning into his association with lightning (more on that later too). On the flip side, he’s also known as the doom of the gods due to his part in Ragnarok and also a key player in the death of the god Baldr.

And to conclude day 1, here is a quote from Dagulf Loptson’s Pagan Portals - Loki: Trickster and Transformer: “He is the teller of unpleasant truths, the breaker of the bonds, the fire born from lightning that changes everything it touches. He is the challenger of authority and the disrupter of stagnation.”

#norse paganism #loki devotee #lokean #pagan #paganism #paganblr #loki #loki deity

[allkordelia]

Keep Me in Your Thoughts (6)

King Viserys and his council were just finishing up their meeting when the double doors opened revealing princess rhaenys, she walk in with a cool look on her face as the man around her look her way.

"Princess Rhaenys. What a pleasant surpise." Viserys said with a hint of nervousness in his voice, he heard through vines that his younger cousin, rhaelle, ran away from home to essos leaving her childern in the hands of her parents.

"King Viserys, I hope I didn't get you in a bad time." He shook his head as the men started leaving expect the hand of the king who sat in his seat watching both King and princess.

"No, no. Of course not, dear cousin. What do you need." He said with smile, rhaenys stare at him for a moment wanting nothing more than to punch that smile off his face. But, she restrained herself and glance over to otto who was watching them.

"I was hoping to speak with you in private, cousin. It is very important." Before, Viserys could say a word, otto spoke up making rhaenys give him a annyoed look.

"I am sorry, princess. But, the king is very busy with wedding and other business, maybe another–" Otto was already by his King's side, when the Viserys interrupted.

"You can take care of it can you otto, it been a while since I spoke to my favorite cousin, I trust you fully to handle the wedding planning." Viserys said with a grin as he pat the man on his back, rhaenys looking over at Otto who wore a small smile but you can see that he was deeply annoyed by the king's words.

"Yes, of course, my king, princess." Rhaenys watch him bow before walking towards the double doors and out of the room.

"So, what is it that you had to tell me, dear cousin–" Rhaenys didn't think as she wind her hand back and slap her cousin across the face, making him snap his head to the side with a low hiss.

"You bastard. How could you do this to her." Viserys held his hand out to his loyal guard to stop him from restraining his cousin, he took a step back out of shock as he look in the fire pit of his cousin's eyes.

"Rhaenys–" he started.

"No, you don't get to talk. I didn't come here to hear you talk, I came here so you can listen." Viserys stare at her with his mouth pursed.

"I trusted my daughter to you I ask you and aemma to look over after her, I ask you to treat her as if she was your own..." Rhaenys voiced weaved with emotions, "But, you both used her for your own sick gain to get a son."

Viserys stood in front of her with a grim look, he couldn't not deny it, he used his young cousin as a concubine to get a son. When Rhaelle first became pregnant with Otto's childern, he was proud of her like a father should be to his daughter, but when she birth triplets, two boys and one girl, viserys proud feeling grew to be envious at how he and his wife tried for so long to have a son. It was the gods who blessed lord otto hightower, hand of the king with three beautiful childern, all healthy and strong, while the king and his queen couldn't even birth a girl. He felt it wasn't fair, it wasn't fair that he couldn't get a heir, it wasn't fair that the woman he love couldn't give him what he wanted the most.

"Tell me, cousin." She said bitter, "Was it worth it? Was it worth destroying our family–" she couldn't finish her sentence as he stood there like a tree, rhaenys anger was making her go blind the more she look at him.

"By the gods, I held you in my arms when your mother died. Just like you did me when my own lord father passed, we grew up togther....you were like a brother to me...." Viserys look at her with sadness in his eyes as he came closer to her.

"And you like a sister to me–" Viserys says, moving his hand to her elbow only for her to slap it away.

"And yet you did this to me, to her, you destroy my daughter and for what? For a son you can't even claim." She shook her head as she put her hands togther in front of her face.

"I am sorry." She look at him with red eyes as she held back her tears, "If I had the power to take it back, I would in an instant." He said, rhaenys let out a humorless laugh as she move her white hair out of her face.

"No, you wouldn't. You like to think that but you wouldn't, ao jeldan nykeā tresy sīr badly bona ao ossēntan aōha own jorrāelagon syt ziry." He look back at her with a hurt written on his face, as she stare back with no hint of care. You wanted a son so badly that you killed your own love for it.

"That shows me the type of man who are, viserys," she glanced away from him and left the chambers with viserys stating after his cousin with grief.

Rhaenys haven't seen her daughter in weeks, but she have been getting letters from her now and then. Rhaelle makes sure to tell her mother how things are going in her new home, while rhaenys in turn keep her in the loop about what is going with her childern. She tells her daughter about her eldest sons along with her brother became squires under Corlys. That news made Rhaelle worry especially with the fight in the stepstones but she knew that they were too young to fight, so nonetheless she was happy for her boys. Rhaelle's mother also made sure to mention that she got her lord husband to call off the arrange marriage between valaena and boremund, rhaelle was glad to hear such things, as she wrote to her mother about how she was still settling everything in her new home for the childern.

Rhaenys sense something was wrong when she didn't hear the childern, she look up from the letter her daughter sent and turn to her opened door still hearing nothing. She folded the letter and put it in her pocket in her trouser before walking out of the room. She walk downstairs to see her husband looking at the display in front of him, her childern and grandchildren were in a group hug, when they pulled away she saw that valaena and laena were in tears.

"What's happening? What is wrong?" Rhaenys was at the last steps when her husband came up to her, Coryls was still mad at his wife for letting their daughter leave home. But, Rhaenys made it known to him every day that it was his doings that drove her away, because of this he had to reweigh everything he thought was right for the family and soon realize that he took it too far. The sea snake was never one to admit he was wrong for what he did, and he be lying if he said he didn't miss his eldest child.

"It seems my brother and the dragon prince underestimated the Triarchy and their fearless leader, we sail to Dwarfstone soon." Rhaenys look over her husband's shoulder to look at her grandchildern, aeron was looking sadly at his sister as she wipe away her tears, corwyn rub her sister back in comfort, he look composed but you can see by the way he held himself that he was nervous and bit afraid.

"Corlys. They are still boys–" Rhaenys stress.

"I know. But, they are my squires, they will spend most of their time cleaning armour and tending to horses than doing any fighting, they will be fine." Rhaenys look between her husband and the group of childern, before she gave her husband a quick nod. Even through she was still worried, she didn't wish to argue with him, she still was angry at him about what he put their daughter through, but he was still the man she love and the last thing she wanted was to argue before he go off and fight a war that none of them may come back from.

They heard chatting from behind the double doors making them look over to see their grandson with a similar bag like his brothers and uncle, the two handmaids that accompany her daughter here wall behind trying to convince the young lord to stay. Coryls and Rhaenys meet their youngest grandchild in the middle of the room as he drop his bag to his side with huff, before he look up at them.

"Where do you think your going, child." Rhaenys says with her hands on her hips as she look down at the small boy, the young boy look at his grandmother a determined look as he spoke.

"I'm going to war with grandfather," Rhaenys raise her brow while corlys wore a small smile.

"Is that so, little dragon." The young boy nod making corlys get down on one knee to be at his grandson eye level.

"I am sorry to say, you are too long to go with me and your brothers, you will have to stay here with your grandmother and sisters." Baelor frown at his grandfather's words, corlys put his hand on his shoulder with a gentle squeeze.

"But, I have another job for you." Baelor perked up as corlys picked him and carried him over to the throne, he sat his grandson on the seat and lean back.

"While, I'm gone you will rule in my stead, I trust you be a fair ruler." Baelor look at his grandfather with a bright smile and nodded, "Good and I hope you won't mind your grandmother helping you, just be careful not to give her too much power." Corlys whispered to his grandson making the little boy giggle before nodding, the double doors opened again to reveal a guard. He announced the ship was ready to set sail, Corlys gave a swift nod before baelor jump off the throne as corlys held out his hand for the small child to take, rhaenys smile at the small boy taking his other hand and move towards the doors. She look over her shoulder to see laenor aling with his sister and corwyn following behind them, she caught a glimpse of valaena and aeron talking before the door closed behind them.

"Here I got you something." Aeron dig in his pocket before getting out a necklace, valaena brows shot up at the well crafted locket, "I was waiting for our nameday to gift it to you, but I doubt the war will be over by than so happy earlier nameday, sister." Valaena look at it in his hand before looking back at him in surpised.

"Where did you get it?" She asked, she was never given something so beautiful.

"A well back when father took me and corwyn to Oldtown, I saw it and...I thought of you." He said a bit sheepishly, Aeron told her to open it as he handed the locket over to her, valaena look at him before glancing down in her hand and opening it. A wide smile spread across her lips at the drawing inside the locket, it was one of hers, she has a talent for drawing and one of her best ones were portraits of her family. In the locket was a portrait of baelor on the left side and aeron and crowyn togther on the right, she remembered drawing them back in spring when they were outside in godswood.

"Do you like it?" Aeron asked looking nervous between her and the locket, he was a bit reluctant to buy it for her in the beginning, since it seems like the type of gift one gives to a significant other. Well, that what his father said when he asked to but for valaena.

"Do I like it? I love it. This is the best gift anyone gaven to me, thank you brother." Aeron cheeks grew warm when his sister wrap her arms around his neck for a hug, he smile and hug her back holding her tight.

"I wish I could have gotten you and corwyn a gift," she said guilty as she pulled away from her brother, he wave his hand at her in dismissively.

"It's fine. You still have time to find us something when we get back." Valaena turned her gaze to the locket in her hand as her thumb caressed the bronze flower on it.

"If you make it back." She mumbled sadly, aeron gave his sister a sad one sided smile as he put his hand on her shoulder.

"Do not fret, dear sister. The Mother will look after us and bring us home safety, you should not worry yourself it's not good for you." Valaena seem to relaxed at the mention of the mother making Aeron move his hand, "and besides our mother will come back soon, and you won't feel so alone anymore. " Valaena roll her eyes annoyed.

"Yeah, right. She's probably in Essos right now with her legs spread opened with a line outside her room." She spat, Aeron gave his a disapproving look, he knows that his brother and sister have every right to be mad at their mother for leaving, but to talk about her in such a way is unjustified.

"Do not say that she is still our mother," she scoffed.

" What kind of mother does what she did, she cheated on father and had a baby with another man. She has destroyed our lives and reputation, our father was right to break ties with her." Aeron look away from his sister, he knows what his mother did and how she went about was wrong, but it's hard to hate her when he knows what she been through.

"I hope she never comes back, she's a disgrace and a whore." His head snap back to his sister.

"Watch youself, little sister." He glared at her as she glared back.

"Why do you do that? Why do you keep defending her. Aren't you angry or atleast ashamed to be her son." Aeron clenched his fist before walking away from his sister, he was halfway down the steps when he felt a tug on his sleeve. He snatch his arm away making valaena stumble forward and having aeron to turn around and catch her, he held her arms for a moment before letting go after she regain her balance.

He asked if she was okay making her nod, she move her braids over her shoulders before looking at her brother. He stare at her back seeing the anger and sadness in her green eyes, he took a step back making his right foot be on the next back as he stuff his hands in his pocket.

"You can be angry at mother all you want, valaena..." he says, making her look at him, "but the fact of the matter is mother isn't entirely to blame for all of this, maybe you and corwyn should put some of that blame on father as well." Valaena watch with a frown when he walk away, she huff and held her gown as she walk up the steps back inside the castle.

She went to her room to look outside where the docks were to find her twin brothers boarding a ship, aeron was wrong she thought, mother was the problem father was always there for them, aeron was wrong he doesn't know what his talking about. The thought of their father who spent half his time between the king and his childern should share the blame for his wife wrongdoings seems rather ridiculous, she shook her head before looking down at her locket that she had around her wrist. She felt the burning sensation in her eyes as she restrained herself not to cry, she move away from the window and laid in the middle of her bed on her stomach. She used her sleeves to wipe away the tears that escape, she hated to cry more so than she hated that her angry got the best of her causing her to miss sending her brothers and grandfather off. She hope that Aeron was wrong about their mother coming back, she hopes that she never comes back from whatever she's at.

Valaena was in her room pacing nervously with her nails between her teeth as she chewed in them, she had sent a letter to her father yesterday after a letter came from her grandfather not too long ago. The war has taken a turn for the worse, they are losing men and ships expeditiously. It seems they are in the need of more men, but the rogue prince won't ask his brother for help, if you ask her it sounds like another temper tantrum.

She been sending letters to her brothers to make sure they are alright, she found out two days ago that aeron and laenor will be heading on dragonback to Bloodstone to join the fight. She been praying constantly since they went away, and it seems the mother has no time for her pleads for her family safe passage back home, but it seems the mother wish to send her to an early grave since hearing about how her grandfather for some reason decided to put corwyn on a ship with vaemond. One foolish man and one foolish boy who wants nothing more to make a name for themselves, even if it means they have to die to do it.

"M'lady." She took her nails out of her mouth before turning towards her door quickly to see Meya looking at her warily, "Your things are pack and your father's ship has been seen on the docks." Valaena let out a shaky breathe before giving a curt nod, she turn to her nightstand and grab her locket.

"Lady Valaena, maybe we should talk about this maybe even go get your grandmother." Meya stop in her step as she walk behind valaena in the hall, the young girl face her with a stern look.

"There's nothing to talk about. I have made my decision, and if you breathe a word to this to my grandmother. I'll have your tongue remove. " Valaena snapped, before swiftly turning back around and stalking to the stairs towards the hall of nine, the moment her feet hit the floor, a servant opened the door to announced the arrival of her father before moving away to reveal him. She smile at him as she walk towards him.

"Father, I am so happ-" Otto held up his hand stopping her from coming any closer.

"Your letter sounded urgent, valaena. I hope you didn't make me come all the way here to see me, you know your sister is heavily pregnant with the king's heir." Valaena frown as she swallow her welcoming words to her father.

"N-no, of course not. I would never–" he interrupt her again.

"Speak up, you know how I hate when you mumble." Valaena cleared her throat before speaking.

"Apologies, father. I know you are busy, but I have a request to ask of you." He raise his brow at her making her go on, "...you know what's happening in the stepstones and you know they are losing terribly–"

"If you are asking me to tell the king to send men to there death to help your grandsire and the disgrace prince the answer is no," she shook her head at his words as she tries to tell him what she needed for him.

"I see your mouth moving but nothing important is coming out, so I will take my leave." He turn on his heel about walk out when valaena move in front of him.

"Father, please. I wish for you to take me to storm's end for a marriage arrangement with boremund baratheon." Otto furrow his brows at his daughter's words, he look at her for a moment thinking.

"No." He went to move, but valaena got in his way.

"Father, please. My brothers are out there. Your sons are out there. Please, do it for them, I do not wish for the stranger to take them so soon." Valaena pleaded to him, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs made valaena cringe and pray to the new gods that it wasn't her grandmother.

Her head turn to the stairs to see her grandmother with meya right behind her coming down the stairs, "What is the meaning of this?" Rhaenys says coming towards them.

"Grandmother, I–" Valaena started only to be cut off by her father.

"Princess Rhaenys," he bow his head towards her as she look at him with a look of loath, "I came to see my daughter, can't a father come see his daughter or is that a crime now here on driftmark." He snided looking at the princess, rhaenys let out a snort as she came up beside valaena.

"Of course not, lord hightower, but since it been a couple of months since she last seen you. I say that this visit was overdue." He hummed with a tight lip smile.

"Well, I am a busy man, she knows this don't you my dear," he look over at valaena who nod making him look back at rhaenys, "especially now that alicent is pregnant with king's son." He said proudly, rhaenys stare at him blankly.

"Congratulations, but my question has still gone unanswered." She said turning her gaze to her granddaughter making the young girl look away toward the floor.

"The child has ask me to accompany her to storm's end to meet with lord baratheon for a marriage arrangement." Rhaenys look shook as she turn valaena's head to look at her.

"A marriage arrangement? Valaena, what have I told you already–" the young girl remove chin from her grandmother's grasp.

"There's no one else who will help!" She exclaimed, for the past couple of months, rhaenys have been trying use her wealth and influence to get lords to help, but none have answered her plea, "This is the only way. " Valaena turn her father with a look of desperation.

"Father, I promise to the old gods and the new, that I will be a faithful wife and I will bring no shame upon our house, if you help us. Please." She beg, he look at her before looking at the princess who stare at her granddaughter with a sad and worried look.

"Fine."

"No." Rhaenys said as valaena look relieve at her father, "My dear girl, I beg of you, do not do this. I will write to your mother and she will come." She says looking at the young girl.

"It's been a year now, she's not coming, she was never going to come back. I will restore my honor by marriage, this is the way." She said serious, rhaenys opened her mouth to say something when otto cut in.

"You can not stop her from leaving with me, princess. I am her father after all." Rhaenys clench her mouth shut in anger knowing he was right, otto look at valaena asking her about her things making her look at meya.

"Already on the ship, m'lady." Meya says a bit shock about the whole ordeal, valaena nod feeling a bit nauseous before looking back at her grandmother.

"Goodbye, grandmother. When you see me again I will be a married woman." Valaena look at her father who held out his arm to take, rhaenys watch powerless as he lead her out of the hall.

"Princess Rhaenys, should I send a raven to Lady Rhaelle." Rhaenys turn to the handmaid before nodding, meya bow her head before quickly leaving the room as rhaenys stood all alone.

Otto was climbing the stairs to the cabin where he found valaena on the floor near the fireplace playing some sort of necklace around her neck, he close the door behind him making her look over at him out fright before settling down.

"We close to Storm's End–what did I tell you about slouching," she straighten her up making her father humm, "Now get up and let me see you." Valaena grimace on the inside, as she move to get off the floor, she could already sense the snide comment he was going to throw at her. Valaena stood up straight wearing an old dress from alicent while being covered by a dark green cloak.

"If only you had your older sister perfect posture, maybe the dress wouldn't hang off you like rags." He criticize making her case her eyes down, he sigh before telling her to come closer.

When she walk to her father as he sat at the large table with his books scattered around, he hook his finger under her chin so she would look at him.

"Do you remember what I told you to do when we get there?" He asked.

"Say nothing and let you do all the talking." He smile before giving her chin a gently squeeze before letting go.

"Good girl." She gave him a half smile before it disappeared when the ship rock causing her to balance herself on the table, otto grumble under his breathe as valaena look above them at the ceiling.

"What is this?" Otto hissed making her look at him to see her staring at her chest where her locket lies.

"Just a small gift from Ae–" she stop midway as her father snatch the necklace from her neck causing the cord to break, "Father!" She exclaimed shock as her hand went to her chest, she look at her father and saw the anger evident in his eyes.

"Why do you have this?" He held the locket in valaena's face, she gap her mouth open and shut confused.

"I-it was a present for my nameday....father what are you doing, No!" She rush towards him as he threw the locket in the fireplace, she got on her knees using the fire poker to receive the locket. She hiss when she pick it up making her drop it again, otto watch in dismay before grabbing his daughter my the arm pulling her up.

"Father, you're hurting me." Valaena says in pain as he roughly sat her in the chair and move getting a large book to throw down in front of her, she glance down at the book, she knows it, she read multiple times to her father whenever he in one of his mood.

"Read." He states as he glare down at her.

"Father–" he move to open the book on the same page he always has her read when she was living in the red keep, "Father," She beg only for him to slam his hand against the table making her jump.

"Don't let me repeat myself." He glance at the book, "Read." Valanena warily look at the text on the page, she sigh as she read out loud the passage of how the gods oppose the use of incest between father and daughter, mother and son, and brother and sister. She reading the same text since she was nine year old, she never understood why her father made her do it. And she never questioned it.

Otto sat across from her as he did some work, he always knew there was something going on between Aeron and Valaena. He refuse to allow his childern to part take in the targaryen tradition, even though they do not carry his name he still would never allow his blood to mix togther to create a abomination. When Aeron show him that locket he persistently told him to find another present, one that didn't look like a lover giving his sweetheart a sentimental gift. He always sense that they had an connection for one another, he never saw it between valaena and corwyn, their relationship were more big sister and little brother. But, her and aeron felt like husband and wife in way, since they were the oldest they looked after the youngest of the childern, while him and rhaelle were busy doing there duties. It made him sick, he knew he was partly to blame for it, he gave her too much freedom. He hope he could craft her into another obedient daughter like alicent but she had too much of her mother in her to do so, one of the reason he caused him to start treating her different than his eldest daughter. It was wrong of him he knows that but he needed to break her, he needed her to crave his approval like alicent did and it work.

Her knows her going to storm's end would benefit him greatly, especially when the time comes when he need allies in his corner.

@beggarsnotchoosey @cleverzonkwombatsludge @green-lxght @stormgirlfriendd

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[swords-of-a-soilder]

The Healing Process

Chapter 6

Treacherous bloodline

Cellbit placed the bottle down on his desk, then let out an irterated sigh. He was seated across from Forever at his desk; whom unlike him hadn't stayed up desperate for results.

"I found absolutely nothing." Cellbit explained, "it's just water and minerals, typical spring water."

"But that makes no sense, philza said-"

"Philza is lying!" Cellbit interrupted, He buried his face in his hands as he growled in irritation "what's the point, how are we supposed to help him if he won't be honest?!"

"Maybe we are pushing him a bit? I mean surely he's just as stressed as we are about this. He might not even want help." Forever stugessed

"I don't care if he doesn't want help" cellbit did quoting fingers with the word want, "I'm not letting him wonder off and get hurt at all hours of night. He has childern to look after he can't afford to be constantly injured."

"Well it seems he's capable of quick healing." Forever joked. "If I had magical healing abilities I'd known, what an asshole. At least tell me the truth!"

"You're not exactly easy to pier information out of either."Cellbit joked, he then leaned back in his chair. "Speaking of, how are you feeling?"

If Philza's reason for lying was similar to Forever's then he could absolutely understand why, some topics really weren't easy to talk about. "I'm fine, mostly stressed by Philza's bullshit but otherwise fine."

"And the virus? I noticed you were wearing a singular glove now." Cellbit acknowledged.

"It's Just to stop contamination." Forever dismissed

Cellbit squint his eyes at Forever, staring draggers in his soul, "you're no better than Philza." He mocked

Forever rolled his eyes at the notion, "Well, did you want me to tell you I'm dying?"

"God forbid, what about the pills you were taking?" Cellbit inquired, worry painted his face.

"It doesn't seem to be help-"

"Then why take them?" Cellbit interrupt, Forever expression tightened at Cellbit's question. he didn't want to get into a debate about medication, not again.

It was bad enough his own son was pestering him, now Cellbit? "You have that little faith in me?"

"I trust your judgement in a lot of things, when to stop taking pills are not one of those things."

"I can stop taking them whenever I want." Forever insist.

"Then stop. I already don't like the idea of you taking medication from Cucurcho."

Forever released an irritated sigh then push himself out his seat in preparing to make an exit. Cellbit tap the desk with his pen successfully regaining Forever's attention, "Richardlyson's depends on you, if not for your own sake do it for him."

Forever stared down at his infected hand, the black goo like substance pulsed like vains attached to his heart.

He was stood in front of his bathroom mirror, deep in thought of his previous conversation.

He observed his pill bottle on the sink top, Benzodiazepine writing in big print with Instructions on dosage.

He would recall Cellbit earlier words, along side the struggle that was dragging himself back to reality. He could clearly hear his own screams echoing in his head, he could feel the soreness of his throat.

He was thrown out his thoughts when he noticed the ping coming from his phone, he opened the residents' chat appalled to see Badboyhalo had awoken and was greeting him directly.

"Good morning to you too Bad!" Tubbo added to the chat, Forever rolled his eyes then proceed to greet everyone.

"Someone tell Phil his competition is here." Tubbo joked

"No he doesn't like him like that!" Despite that message being set from Phil's account, Forever had a sneeking suspicious that Missa was the one using his phone.

"You mean you don't like him like that?" Tubbo asked.

"I mean.. I have two hands ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯" Bad added

"Did you want to talk to me?" Forever finally asked, some what uncomfortable with the turn the conversation was taking. "I can meet you at spawn."

"I'm already in your base ◉⁠‿⁠◉." Bad respond

Forever cursed out loud then put his pills away and requipped his glove. He then exit his bathroom to make his way to main hall where he caught up with Badboyhalo.

"Forever, there you are!" Bad greeted him with a hug, "wow you look awful."

Forever release a nervous chuckled, "How about we talk in the yard?"

"You need a bench for your yard." Bad commented as he sat on the lead of the base that held the Sakura tree.

"I'll consider that." Forever respond as he sat next to him.

"Why do you look so stressed?" asked Badboyhalo

"I don't know if heard but philza has been acting strange all week."

"Philza's always acts strange." He took out his phone then check the vitals app. "Even now the vitals says he's asleep but his account was in the resdent chat not even five minutes ago."

"I'm pretty sure that was Missa." Forever explained

"I know that's why it's weird, why doesn't Missa just respond with his own phone." Bad rebutted.

Forever shurged his shoulder in responses. "Maybe he was already using it when You sent the message?"

"Hmm.. anyways I'm sorry about that, if you ever need my help you can call me you know."

"I don't know if Phil would still want your help."

"Oh come on!" Bad complained as he hands flew in the air, "He's still bitter about that, I was only doing what dapper wanted me to!"

"I honestly don't know, I was just joking." Forever chuckled out, "Honestly it's not that bad, he just sleepwalks a lot."

"Have you been getting enough sleep?" Bad inquired.

"ha nah, that's probably why I look like shit."

"language." Bad remind, "but yes, you should get some more rest." He glanced down at Forever's hands "Hey what's up with the glove?"

"oh it's just a stylist choice." Forever explained.

"stylist choice, huh?" Bad commented, he took Forever's hands in his own pulling at the glove. Foever quickly pulled his hand away, then stood up.

"How about we go for a walk, it's been a while huh?" Forever suggested, he however didn't wait for an answer as he pulled Bad with him.

Chayanne stumbled over to Phil then observe his newly bird father, still asleep on in the nest. He poked at Phil whom eventually open his eyes to peer at chayanne then stood upright to stretch.

He then picked chayanne up with his beak by the base of his shirt. Then threw him on his back, before taking flight to land outside.

Missa paused his attempt at gardening to observe philza, whom Chayanne was still seated Upon beaming ear to ear.

"Philza Please be careful with Chayanne." Phil squint his eyes in annoyance at the notion, "I know you don't expect to drop him, but you can never be too sure."

Phil rolled his eyes then bow his head to allow Chayanne to climb off. "I honestly don't know how you guys are so good at gardening especially you Philza." Missa started as he wiped the dirt from his leather gloves. "Everything I grow withers away."

Chayanne produce his iPad from his inventory, which he used to communicate viva text to speech with his father. "How often did you water the plants?" He asked

"Everyday, is That not how often I should water them?" Missa asked.

Chayanne glanced at his bird father, whom shook his head no. He then turn his attention back to Missa, "It depends." He informed.

Missa signed in disappointment, "Phil you need to return to normal soon, If I have to do the gardening we're going to starve."

Recognition flashed in Phil's eyes as he suddenly took flight, soon disappearing among the trees. Once he returned his offered a deceased rabbit to Missa.

"Oh thank you!" Missa accepted, "I suppose we could do a more carnivore diet for a while."

"I have lot of veggies stored." Chayanne informed.

"Then we're all set!" Missa agreed. The conversation was cut short by Missa's phone going off, he pulled it from his pocket noting Cellbits contact.

He excused himself from the group then answered the phone. "Hello?"

"Just checking up on you." Cellbit informed as he sat backwards throwing darts. "How you holding up?"

"it's going well, he mostly just sleeps and add to the nest. He just brought me a dead rabbit." Missa informed

"So runing of insistence, that's expected." He toss another dart, hitting bullseye.

"Yes but it's been a week, I didn't except to be the man with a bird for a husband!" Missa exclaimed

"you know Roier once ask me if I would still love him if he was a worm." Cellbit recalled

"I..I don't see how that's related?"

"well.. birds eat worms."

"you're joking about my husband eating yours?"

"it's funny!" Cellbit debated, "but how are the nights?" He place the darts down, now focus on the task at hand.

"He sleeps through them." Missa explain as he observe Philza and their son, whom he was recklessly tossing around.

"Right.. Remember to call me if anything goes wrong." Cellbit requested.

"Ah you worry for nothing!". Despite such, Missa's confident would be proven useless as he de-skin the rabbit Phil had offered in the dead of the night.

The reason was simple he couldn't sleep and since Chayanne filled them up on potato soups the day throughout, it wouln't hurt to prepare the meat for the next day.

Missa would suffer a great distraction however, as he would recognize the sound of Philza taking flight anywhere.

He dropped everything then procesed to the balcony in hope of catching a glimpse of where Phil was landing; He then sent a quick cry for help to cellbit before rushing down the stairs and out to Philza.

He watched in misery as Phil flown over the river, then briefly looked back at him before continuing his journey.

Missa mentally cursed to himself knowing he had no boat and no time to turn back, he took a deep breath as he enter the water.

Sadly in the excitement of it all, Missa forgot he actually didn't know how to swim and struggled to stay afloat. he flung his arms in a panic, his life flashing before his eyes.

In the end it would be for dramatics as Cellbit reached out and pulled him onto the boat he was wise enough to carry.

"You cursed me!" Missa complain as Cellbit drove off, "Philza never slept walk before!"

"Complain later, we have to keep up!" Cellbit inform as he hoped out the boat once they hit land, Missa soon followed behind him.

They would journey through many mounts and plains, trailing closely behind Philza. Eventually they would come to a stop in front of a dark cave, of which Philza entered with no hasitation.

Cellbit explored his inventory for a light scoure then settled on a lantern, he lit it up then encrouage Missa to follow him. Missa of course kept a tight grip on Cellbit's coat the entire time.

They were both appalled at the sight in front of them, Philza seated a top hundreds of amethyst crystal glaring at them with faint glow of purple.

"I thought you said he wasn't sleep walking, this hord couldn't have been just tonight?" Cellbit inquired

"but..I thought." Missa began.

Before either of them could make any further observation Philza released a bone cracking caw, of which the meer strength of nearly knock them down.

Cellbit open his eyes immediately noting the changes in his environment; the water that was now pooled at their feet, the amethyst crystal ingraved in the walls, the feeling of dreed that washed over them and the center piece of it all seated on a throne made of bones, a forgiene entity.

Humanoid in appearance, he wore a pointed crown similar to horns. His body was sickly skinny, his eye holes an eternal gaze of violet.

This had to be the being Philza refer to as The Ender king, "What Art thou amongst themselves, treasures for my collection?" The entity spook with a roaring voice, "state your purpose!"

Cellbit buried his anxiety and instead focus his words. "We demand you release Philza!"

The Ender king laughter shook the ground, shoving fear down their hearts. "You, a mare rat of a mortal think you can order around a god?!" He asked between laughter.

"You heard me!" Cellbit insisted. Missa tighten his grip on Cellbit's coating, louding sobbing in the process.

"You flooish creature, you know nothing yet speak with such confidence! Thou drink sewage water and call it lemonade." He crackled into laughter once more, a long and terrifying laughter. "I am not the Warden of this cell, I am the Prisoner!"

"W..wait what?"

"You think I want to be stuck in this useless body, this pathetic excuse of a god, Thou surely jest!"

Cellbit glanced back at Missa whom was still sobbing up a storm, looks like he was on his own, "Then how I do I release you."

The entity laughed boldly once more, his jaw widening with each amused sound that outterd from his throat. "What purpose do you have to favour my bloodline Rat?"

"Not for your sake but the Warden's." Cellbit explained

"Then again I ask of you, for what purpose do you wish to favour my bloodline?"

Cellbit's eyes brows knitt in confusion as the entity continue it's horrific laughter, it's bones and skin Falling apart with it.

Soon the beast become nothing but shaking bones which soon collapse taking the illusion with it. Phill still stuck in his bird form, passed out on top the hord.

Cellbit stood frozen ingoring the confused cries of Missa, struggling to process the information shoved down his throat

#the healing process #qsmp #q!philza #q! forever #q!cellbit #q!missa #qsmp chayanne #qsmp tallulah #q!badboyhalo #q!tubbo #child of the sky #ender king #hcs4

[just-a-floofy-catt]

THE LAST DRABBLE FOR NOW

Thank

Fucking

God

XD

This ones another barely coherent bullet point one lol

Its based completely around the song "Rises the moon" and its lyrics :)

• The dca bois in their recovery after the virus incident in sb :(

• Like, imagine a fic where you have to help them get better/back to normal after all that trauma

• Sun is still super paranoid and has a breakdown or panic attack at even the insinuation of the lights going out

• You have to slowly get him used to it and try to chill him out

• He feels really bad for not trusting Moon, since he missed him so much after all. But he just cant help it, and ends up overworking himself and trying to stay in control as long as possible and give as little chances as he can for Moon to come out.

• So then he has warring fear and guilt eating away at him

• On the other side of this, Moon is doing a hell of alot of reflecting

• He feels absolutely awful about what has happened, despite how much others try to tell him it isnt his fault and that hes also a victim in the situation

• He becomes incredibly distant and lost in his own wallowing, avoiding literally everyone and isolating himself out of fear of hurting someone

• Just imagine a super soft scene where after a month of trying to get Moon to just properly talk to them, YN ends up catching him sat alone in the dark with only the faint glow in the dark elements in the daycare illuminating him on the balcony. Hes literally just sat there, just staring sadly at the fake stars along the ceiling.

• YN approaches him carefully and he doesnt even notice

• They sit on the edge of the ballpit, looking up at him in silence

• He finally notices them and startles

• Random note - (Metaphor in the song of how every day with sun feels different, due to both his erratic behaviour and him actually slowly improving over time, but every night is always the same with moon refusing to open up to you)

• He just waits and stares at them suspiciously

• (This isnt their usual shift. They werent supposed to be in today and theyre a later than usual too.)

• (They asked if they could go in, because they felt like they just couldnt give up on Moon and made a spur of the moment impulsive decision before going to bed that they would go and see if catching him later would help at all or make a difference. They were desperate for just anything at all to work)

• They didnt really plan this, so not only do they not know what to do or say, but their lack of sleep means theyre tired af

• After a few moments of just silent staring, they start to droop a bit, and yawn, laying their head on their knees, just waiting for any reaction at all from him.

• Theres just complete stillness between the two, and YNs body seems to give into Moon’s stubbornness, dozing slightly and causing them to fall asleep

• Moon softens slightly, programming kicking in at seeing them so tired

• He hesitates, waiting a little longer, then goes down to them

• He cautiously approaches them, then reaches down to pet their head

• They shift slightly and he smiles

• His fear of accidentally hurting someone, or suddenly becoming a monster still holds him in its grip, making him rather scared when gently lifting them into his arms

• He goes back up to the balcony, heading for his room

• He jumps slightly as they suddenly grasp onto him

• "I promise things can get better, Moon... it will soon"   "i trust you."

• Moon is shocked and emotional from their sleepily-murmured words, suddenly having the realization that- yes. He does want that to happen. He does miss being with the childern. He misses being with Sunny. He misses being happy.

• He settles down into a pile of pillows and holds YN close, protective, as they sleep.

• Moon then agrees to working with YN and they slowly start his road to recovery

• Just YN helping a very nervous Moon to get his confidence back :)

• Meanwhile though, as this progresses, whilst Sun has pretty much eradicated his issue, he gains a new one. Dealing with the daycare kids all without Moon again is really taking its toll on him again, and not only does he desperately need the help, but he also really misses Moon

• Having him so close but just out of reach was destroying him over time. He knew he needed to be patient. Every time he asked you when he could properly talk to his Moonie again, thats what you always said. That moon needed more time to get better. And he understood that, but that didnt make it any less hard

• Eventually, theyre reunited

• Just

• Omg

• Imagine how FUCKING ADORABLE THAT SCENE WOULD BE

• I WOULD CRY

• Reading or writing it, i would S O B

• They finally have eachother back to take refuge in once again, and they owe it all to YN

• Cue the 3 of yall just being really sweet and all

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[lightenscout]

Hey bear hug where's the rest of the Critter Gang ?

Bearhug: Oh! *Giggles* Bubba is at the learning room teaching the kids about simple little math, but Player still struggle the one answer. Bubba does not hate him he was... A little tiny mad. When he answered 9+10 and the Player said "21" Bubba was calm about this. Crafty is at his Arts and Crafts room making his drawings. He often Draws the Player cute little art! And Player draw his a little... Off.. His hand writing needs work sometimes. Kickin often hides in places where he scares the player pretty often. The Player often has a pretty major heart attacks from Jumpscares and he was freezing in the spot like a deer, Dogday often wakes the player up from sleep wanting to play! Picky often helps the childern of their eating habits well... My good yellow friend player (With a drawn face) Does not have a mouth. Silly him~! *Giggle* Oh! Hoppy he is energetic around the player when he comes to our home with a soccer ball and all of us wait for him to come back with new things! And Catnap... Him and Player sometimes get along mostly... And rarely. But us we know deep down Catnap wanted to help the player out! Trying to put the Player in his bed giving him a good nights rest! It's cute and adorable!

Player: Kickinchicken is the only person I have to deal with.... And he is GOD AWFULLY annoying for jumpscaring me like it was daily thing to him...! And he could be anywhere... All places... Trash cans, Tress... Everywher-

Kickinchicken: Boo! Player: AAH! *Jumps up the ceiling*

Kickinchicken: Hehehehe! Works everytime >:)

#smiling critters poppy playtime #catnap #dogday #bobby bearhug #craftycorn #player #cat nap #bubba bubbaphant #kickinchicken #picky piggy #hoppy hopscotch

[vladr2566]

It's finally here well part one of the fic!! This is my first fiction so please go easy on me lol and ik this first part is short pleas bare with me my computer had bugged out and I lost all the parts so I'm starting back at square one

⚠️⚠️⚠️CW WARNING: SMUT GORE STRONG LANGUAGE AGE GAP Mention OF ABUSE AND ASSULT DEATH MENTION OF SA AND CANNIBALISM CULTS AND HEAVY TOPICS OF RELIGIOUS ABUSE! AND UNPROTECTED SEX (mostly in later parts) YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED Reader is 23 and slayer is at least 500 years old(basied on what i googled and the events of eternal)⚠️⚠️⚠️

Fem!reader x doom slayer

Hell's little rabbit part 1

Hell's little Rabbit

Part 1

You don't know how or when it happened but the cult of God had gotten their hands on you, they found you interesting, your rabbit ears, your rabbit tail, your rabbit feet. They never saw a human rabbit hybrid, well a hybrid in general. They kept you locked up in a dark damp cell in the abandoned jail they called home on this demon infested earth. They worshiped God who had abandoned them long ago, before the demons attacked.

Their leader, Peter, would take care of you. He would visit daily and give you food and water and in return you had to give yourself to him or he would beat you till you complied. He would preach on how yiu were special and was ment to dave them. You hated him, wanted him dead even but last time you tried to kill Peter he had broken your arm. His wives didn't like you because you were his favorite, they called you freak and whore, other times they would sneak in and beat you.

Today was a special day, the day of sacrifice, and you were the chosen one. You were kept alive for 13 years just for this, to be sacrifice to the demons so the cult could be blessed by the God they believed in. It was rainy today the first rain in years. Peter ties your arms on a cross and kissed you on last time, you grimace and spat in his face which earned yiu a harsh slap across the face.

He turns to his people and spoke, "Childern of God! Today we gather here today to feed the beast that plague us, and our way of living! Let us bow our heads in prayer and let us pray to our lord and savor Jesus Christian , and the one almighty God!"

They lowered their head as Peter leads them in prayer, "OH heavenly father who art tho in heaven! Please let this sacrifice keep the demon at bay for another 13 years, thank you for letting us find this girl when we did! She was 10 years old and lost, she was just a child when we took her in and now she is a woman! Still pure because she served me, her husband, very well! May her sacrifice keep us safe and my her soul join you in heaven! I know she is different from the others but may her rabbit genetics satisfy the demons! Amen!"

"Amen!" The others said in unison. The days passed as Peter and the other higher ups for the cult watch and waited for the demons. You were weak and exhausted, barely hanging on. The heat and the weather doing its toll on your body.

It's now been a week and nothing, it was scary quite. Then there was screams, you couldn't care you was ready to die. After an hour or so the screaming stops, you heard heavy footsteps approach but was too weak to lift your head. You felt a strong hand lift your head and you see a man or thing in green armor. He cut your hands free and you fell into his arms, that's all you remembered before passing out.

You woke up in a bed, how long has it been? Hours? Days? Weeks? You weren't sure but you sure knew you were hungry, you looked around the room you were now in. It confused and scared you, you had no clue where you was but something caught your eye. You get up and hobbled over to the small table in the corner and grabbed the sandwich that was left, your hunger overpowered your thoughts and you scarfed down the small meal.

You then looked at yourself in the mirror and saw you were bandaged up and somewhat clean. Your ears perked up as you heard footsteps and walked in a robot? You grabbed the plate from the table and get ready to throw it.

"Who are you and where am i?!" You demanded

"Hello, I am Vega the on board AI. The slayer brought you in after he had found you on earth. How are you feeling miss, need anything?" He asked

You shake your head no and slightly relaxed.

"No thank you..."

"If you need anything let me know miss, this room has a bathroom so if you want you can shower." And with that Vega left. You made your way to the bathroom and saw some clean clothes, fresh bandages, and some soaps as well as shampoo and conditioner.

You smiled and took the first shower you had in years, you washed off the dirt and old blood and then spent a lot of time on washing your matted hair. One your done you get out and then cut your hair short so it's easier to manage.

You could hear the same heavy footsteps out In the hall so you got dressed and left the room. You peaked out and saw the large man in green armor your savoir. You quietly followed him but he disappeared into his room. You wanted to thank him but how?

#doom 2016 #doom eternal #doom slayer #doom slayer x reader #doom #doom guy #faniction #flynn taggart

[ravenstown]

Introduction to Ravenstown

Before we get into the series, here's our crew so far

@cryptch0mpz - me! Aka head director and creator! I do the writing, art, character making, and do concepts!

But of course, I can't do this on my own!

@mymymyamo - music producer

@mayuris_banka1 - general assistance mostly in art and concepts, character maker.

@/soosh - artist, camera person, concept, character maker!

You may be wondering, what is this account for? It's to promote my upcoming horror series and for small behind the scenes and updates. We don't want to spoil the horrors of it after all!

Ravenstown takes place in a small rural island off the coast of Ireland. (No, it isn't a real island. It's purely for the story and because I'm Irish.) It belongs to the Lakewood family. It has been passed down for generations, and it's now purely for people who follow the path of God. It has a population of 300 people. Everyone knows each other, whether they like it or not. Of course. Living here has its risks.

The priest has become aware of a situation, a disease, a parasite. It has spread like forest fire. People turn into something that isn't themselves. The priest performs a ritual, casting them to the forest. No one is allowed out of the town past 6pm, as it is far too dangerous. Life is peaceful for now. Just alot of missing people. Especially within the childern. Oh well, stay tuned to find out more

PILOT COMING MAY 2024

#horror series #horror art #upcoming horror art series #RAVENSTOWN OFFICIAL #introduction #horror

[dunkudunk]

Predictions for Lofi Beats to Capture Childern To. Because I'm curious so I thinks and I says so.

I don't think this is gonna be written one chapter equals one day forever. If so, buckle up we're in for the long hall. I think there's gonna be time skips or glossing over periods of time. I also think that's how it's gonna end, with a glossary of Sun slowly looseing his mind over being quarantined [with maybe a few detailed days here and there][cool montage of Sun loosing track of time and oh my God how long has it been???]. Detailed moon pov on the Night of the Living Gregory. 👌 Then closing with Twins y/n introduction. Cause we've been told that's how it's gonna end and Lofi covers from birth to meeting y/n. 👌👌 unless my memories shot ounce again.

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk.

@dana-chan-the-control-brain

#i dont know how to tag this #do as you see fit #B speaks

[super-hero-confessions]

I’m so tired people who say gotg was a bad movie because it had the guardians going thier separate ways. Individually, it’s the best ending for each of them. Mantis gets the chance to be more independent after defining her identity by being either Ego’s servant or the Guardians friend (even though she did care for the latter, it was clear some of thier attitudes toward her as their comedic punching bag were taking its toll on her). Quill is able to accept change in his life and realise after all he’s been through (losing gamora, having to be leader all the time and nearly dying multiple times) he needs to step down and make the most of what time remains with his grandfather on earth. Gamora, while growing to have a respect for the guardians over the course of the film, already has a found family she has to go back to with the ravagers. Drax gets to be a father figure to the freed star childern and give them the family he was robbed of by Thanos. Ditto for Nebula, who is able to give the Star Children a loving and healthy childhood after she was abused for years by Thanos. And Rocket, after seeing himself as a worthless mistake and an abomination due to the abuse he suffered at the hands of the high evolutionary, who for so long didn’t care if he lived or died, now has purpose in his role as the new guardians leader. And a reason to keep on living because they, along with the previous guardians, truly cared for him. None of these endings result in one or more of the guardians dying for shock value, or some forced, contrived drama that forces them to break up on bad terms. It’s a bitter sweet yet perfect ending for almost everyone. And it also perfectly encapsulates the films main theme of being able to grow as people and move on from the past into something better. and it baffles me that so many people on this website say it’s bad because “Hur dur the breaking up found family trope bad!!1”. It’s like people on this website just see a found family break up trope and immediately blindly throw a temper tantrum about it without giving any nuanced or critical thought as to why the trope was used in this context. For all the people whining like spoiled children about how gotg 3 ruined your precious found family, grow the fuck up and for gods sake learn some basic media literacy skills!

#confession #gotg3