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△ for bernard: if even adam didn't want to be your son what makes you think a stranger wants to? You know your delusional right?
10/10 oh Nonny that’s a dangerous question to ask.
“How dare you… you know nothing about my situation, you know nothing about what happened”
He doesn’t give you a straight answer of course, avoiding the question entirely and demanding an apology for the insult.
Teddy, on the other hand, is petrified in the attic, quickly trying to piece together the best phrases to try and calm him down.
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lucywritespoetry · 2 years
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Families are difficult
Why can I not hate you?
Is it because we're bound by blood?
Do I feel responsible for you
without even realising it?
You've plagued me
and hurt me
You've bitten
and spat
You stand tall like an eagle
so am I just your rabbit?
Just prey for you to use
to keep yourself thriving?
Does my squirming in your talons
mean nothing to you?
You hurt me so much
on your high horse of
narcissistic pride
You really do think
you're wonderful
You think I'm not broken
You think you made a positive impact
You think you're the best
You think those tears I shed were for you
not because of you
Quite frankly, I'm sick of it
So why do I still love you?
A child with a twisted parent
trying frantically to untwist his limbs
and make him perfect
No matter how hard I cry
No matter how much I beg
No matter how badly my hands bleed
from the effort
No matter how hard I try to end
this pointless struggle with you
I'm never going to stop trying to fix you
My innocent self
can't accept the fact the you I want
doesn't exist
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team-unveil · 7 months
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< An audio recording of a phone call is attached. It's between Mika and an older, stern voice. It's dated at 1/9/2023.>
Hell-
Mika.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?
I-
WHERE ARE YOU?
I was-
I don't care where you are. Just-
The other voice sighs disapprovingly.
Get home THIS FUCKING INSTANT.
Al-
I mean it. If you do this ONCE MORE, you are NEVER SEEING THEM AGAIN.
Okay. I'm so-
Be home by 10.
< "Dad" ended the call. >
Got this juicy tidbit off the phone of that former-human @fated-furret! Seems like you've got some daddy issues, Mika :]
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little-peril-stories · 3 months
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Febuwhump Day 4 - Obedience
From The Prince of Thieves:
Glaring into mine, brimming with detached anger, are cold grey eyes. Dimly, some lucid part of my mind not shivering with fear and fury discerns the faint swelling around his nose, the yellow tinge to his skin faded almost to its usual hue. As if he was in some sort of altercation, and the other party landed a solid blow squarely in his miserable face.
Good.
“You will learn to obey.” A layer of calm coats his words, and that frightens me. I don't know what to do with patient, simmering fury; it wasn’t my father’s style. “Or face the consequences.”
Laughter wants to claw its way out of me. Learn to obey? Am I not already an expert on the matter? That’s all I ever did for most of my life—living as a servant to Father’s whims, even before he lost our fortune and let go everyone he employed, before taking care of him fell to Mother and me, before she fell ill and died and then suddenly I was the only one left for him to order around.
Didn’t I learn a long time ago about the consequences of disobedience?
A manacle locks around one wrist, then the other. My arms hang in front of me, trapped in metal and utterly useless.
“Are you going to question me now?” A headache is building in my skull. My lack of sleep doesn’t bode well for the interrogation. Not that I have much to tell him, anyway. Spider and the others are good at covering their tracks, and I’m sure it won’t take him long to discover that I have no information of value to provide. The thought sends a sickly wave through my gut. That will mean the gallows, then, won’t it? If I am useless to him as a snitch and useless to society as a law-abiding citizen, then I am surely condemned, no matter what he says.
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dkniade · 1 year
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Dorian encourages Albedo to care more for his own life.
Warning: implied suicide ideation, implied emotionally abusive parent
Word limit: uhh 200 words
Word count: 192
Comment: I wrote this back in January when I was figuring out how to write Dorian. The idea is that he’s got a stronger will to live than Albedo.
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When two genius homunculi talk, they’re bound to discuss existence at some point. If only it wasn’t done so carelessly…
“Of course, the Traveler need not care for monsters such as whooperflowers, Durin, and I,” Albedo said with a soft voice as usual as he trod the snowy path. “When I destroy everything… I can trust them to—”
“You’re not a monster.”
Dorian placed a firm hand on Albedo’s shoulder and looked at him.
“Life is a precious thing even if she bestowed it upon us with dishonourable intent.”
Albedo stopped and gripped Dorian’s hand with a frown, trying to peel it off but failing. Snow kept swirling down onto his glove as the cold surrounded them both.
“She’s not dishonourable.”
Of course he’d say that.
“Are you truly willing to throw it all away? When you haven’t hurt a single person yet?”
To him, Dorian’s stare was uncomfortably hot—well, as existence should be.
“How curious…” Albedo’s throat felt dry. “Last year you would’ve insulted Master without hesitation.”
“And what if this year, I wanted you to live?”
Albedo cleared his throat. “Then I’d say that’s quite a dark humour you have.”
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tamtam-go92 · 1 year
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Tuesday
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It was an ordinary morning for the Woods, little fights for the bathroom, breakfast and then the kids were off to work. Only difference was, that is was Cord's day off.
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Cord: Come on Cherry, we're off to the city. We have an appointment.
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Cherry didn't know about that appointment but she had a bad feeling.
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When the reached the administration office, Cherry completely snapped. Cherry: This is about Holly, right? What's wrong with my little girl? She's still my little baby. She's alright, ain't she, Cord? Cord: Get a grip! We'll just have a conversation with that hooded crow Voyante.
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Cord tried to be civil at first, he wanted to know if Holly was making progresses but he was less than thrilled to hear, that Claire Voyante didn't intend on "curing" Holly's condition. Cord: We're done here, Cherry, let's go home.
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Cherry watched her husband storm out of the office. Cherry: Please, Miss Voyante, tell Holly that I'm so sorry and that I still love her. That I'll always love her. It's just that my husband... Claire: Mrs. Wood, you should tell Holly this yourself. I'm sure she would be thrilled to get a call from you. Cherry: That's impossible. Cord checks the itemized bill. When he finds you number there... Claire: Don't worry Mrs. Wood. We'll find a solution for that. Just know, that I'm here to help all females in this town okay? You can also talk to Shonda Watson of the city council. She's really supportive for women that think about leaving their abusive - Cord *form the door*: Cherry, are you coming? Cherry: Goodbye Miss Voyante. Thank you for taking care of Holly.
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Cherry couldn't get the conversation out of her head, when she returned home. Not when Cord demanded his "quality time" on his day off and not when she had to prepare dinner for the boys after school.
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Ash brought a friend home after school and they got along nice until it was homework and later dinner time.
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In the evening Cord approached the boy called Scott. Cord: You've got a pretty far ride, don't you? Sedona, right? Well, then you should probably go and grab your bus. Scott: Alright Mr. Wood, I'll just say goodbye to Ash. Cord: That's not necessary. He's currently using the bathroom. That was a lie, but he wanted that boy out of his house, even if he was the son of Sedona's sheriff. He had to have a conversation with his eldest.
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Cord: So, Ash, now that you're not going to college, I thought I could put in a good word in the barracks for you. Ash: Actually dad... I already found an apprenticeship. I'm starting as a dishwasher. Cord: Culinary? You have to be kidding me? Ash: No! Dad, It's my dream to become a celebrity chef, okay? I've got enough that you are trying to dictate me, what my life is about to be like. It's bad enough that I can't go to college, I really wanted to, it's gonna be such an experience that I'll miss. Don't take my dream job away from me too.
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Cord was disappointed in his son but it seemed that the damage was already done. Cherry had put her signature under the contract as Ash's legal guardian. He would have to have a stern conversation with her too! But not tonight. She was already drunk again and laid on the couch snoring already...
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bobateaboo · 5 months
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That awkward moment when your mom realizes you aren’t dead after 20 long years and makes it her personal goal in life to detransition you and make you fit to rule a country
I think I might redraw this one, I did the sketch in the car and it turned out wonky
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quietly-by-myself · 1 year
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Day 2 & 3 - Stressed and Warm Food (Fearless)
Masterlist
@comfortember
CW: war setting, nonhuman character (dhampir), parental death, neglectful/abusive parent reference
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Kaloyan paced back and forth, almost wearing a hole into the floor of their cabin. 
Nikolay wasn’t sure what was on Kaloyan’s mind, but whatever it was, it was certainly stressing him out. The tension in Kaloyan’s muscles, and therefore Nikolay’s, was painful. It had been at least an hour since Kaloyan had started pacing, but Nikolay, even after years with his bonded, didn’t have the courage to ask him what was wrong right away.
In a way, it made Nikolay feel a bit pathetic. He wished that he had such courage to be able to discuss emotions as openly as Kaloyan found himself able to. 
No, Nikolay didn’t have much courage at all, not when it mattered. 
What makes him feel better?
The answer came rather quickly to Nikolay - food. Though Kaloyan was a dhampir and didn’t need to eat, Nikolay saw his fae blood in his love for sweets. 
We have flour, right?
Nikolay got up, but Kaloyan didn’t even seem to notice that he’d moved at all. Whatever was on his mind was absorbing him entirely. Nikolay hoped it wasn’t too serious. 
Quietly, Nikolay got out the flour, eggs, and sugar. What could he make quickly? Cookies? Did they have cinnamon? Allspice?
They had allspice, cinnamon, cloves, and molasses. Nikolay decided on allspice cookies. 
He worked with quick and surgical precision to measure everything out. Once the batter was formed and the cookies were ready to bake, Nikolay focused his magic on them. Baking was always easier with his magic - much easier than when he used to bake using an oven and flame. 
A burst of magic lit up the kitchen, then a burst of smell filled in the room. The smell was warm and spicy, yet sweet and comforting. The sound of boots against the floor stopped. Then, they came towards Nikolay and his place in the kitchen. 
“You made cookies?”
Kaloyan was standing in the doorway, his normally pale skin more pale than ever. 
“Yes and I promise that there isn’t any blood in them,” Nikolay teased.
“Good, because those cookies were inedible.” Kaloyan laughed a little, a noise that told Nikolay that despite the stress, his friend, his bonded was going to be okay. 
“Yeah, I um, should have asked you first.” Nikolay smiled, trying to seem reassuring.
Kaloyan grabbed them both plates off of the top shelf and served out the cookies - fresh and hot, but not too hot. Nikolay had cooled them down to the perfect temperature. 
Together, the two of them sat down at their handmade dinner table. Kaloyan hummed happily when he put the sweet, warm, spicy cookies in his mouth. It was always funny to Nikolay how his bonded preferred a sweet, warm, savory cookie to blood. He would’ve always expected a dhampir to prefer that high.
Finally, Nikolay found his courage. “Something’s on your mind.”
Kaloyan put his cookie down on his plate and looked at Nikolay. “Yeah, um…” He paused. “I was thinking about the war. You know, there’s so many people out there dying right now because my father got killed. Sometimes, I feel like it’s my fault for not taking his seat.”
Nikolay looked at Kaloyan with surprise. He didn’t know why he felt surprised at all. It was a conversation they’d had before.
“I don’t think the Dragon King would have accepted you as a replacement. He’s a vengeful dictator looking for any excuse he can get to have a war. Your father’s death was just that - an excuse. Neither of us could have stopped it.”
Kaloyan nodded a little. Nikolay reached out and held his hand. 
“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” Nikolay whispered, looking Kaloyan in the eyes.
“I know.”
Nikolay smirked and chuckled. “I don’t think you do.”
Kaloyan chuckled a little. “You’re right. I don’t know.”
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Tags: @i-can-even-burn-salad, @whumpsday, @pigeonwhumps, @darkthingshappen, @whumpworld, @rabass, @whither-wander-whump
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there is a absolutely NOTHING in the world like coming home for the holidays to an abusive parent and then enjoying your life while they can do nothing but fume because now they can't control you like they used to. im sitting on the couch in my childhood home reading comics with headphones in and I saw this drawing of jason todd and I'm literally in love and ecstatic and nfjdje I kith him:
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and the best part? i can have all this joy and no matter how mad my former abuser gets, he can't take that from me. how amazing is that?
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silver-heller · 1 year
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💕 + silver?
Thank you for the ask!
Silver was most influenced by his grandmother on his mother's side, Gloria, who, behind closed doors, was a gambler and a surprisingly terrifying one at that. She acts like the perfect grandmother outside of that/in public, albeit a bit stern. Still, despite all the harm she caused Silver's mother, Olivia, while she was growing up, Olivia still keeps the grandmother around due to appearances.
Gloria appears to get a kick out of rubbing that fact in and teasing her daughter for how much Olivia clearly cares about social conventions over her own feelings. However, it was probably Gloria effortlessly putting up a caring front throughout her life that taught Olivia to be that way.
Silver suspects his grandmother was so close to him purely to spite his mother. It is also suspected Gloria killed Silver's grandfather, or her husband, convincing Silver he got his ruthlessness from her. So...definitely very stable, happy family dynamic /s.
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ashetheshade · 2 years
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Fic about the “Ordeal of Agony” in the  Corpshaus Mamurra München, and the ptsd that the “Unwelcome Memories” challenge in the  The Invisible Serapeum imply. 
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magicspaghetti · 1 year
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I want to scream and cry and rage
To go back in time and
Slap you across the face
Instead I'm left with a body of scars
Eyes of tears and ears of abuse
A mind always fighting
And feet made to walk on eggshells
I am a haphazard creation
Of sticky tape and craft glue
My heart held together with bandaids
And sheer force of will
I am what you forced me to be
I am the child you belittled
The child you abused
I am the child that left, that ran so far away
That welcomed you back and loved you
I showed you kindness and empathy
I forgave you
But I never forget, no
I'll never forget what you did to me
What you put me through
Will not forget how you made me believe
I was never good enough for you
It hurts me so much
To know that you forget
That the cruelty that broke me
Meant nothing to you
You can't even remember
What I hold against you
You do not deserve the title of mother
You are my friend now
But your actions are not forgotten
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Abuse Survivor Representation in Wilde Life: Clifford Norman (Part I)
MAJOR content warnings for an in-depth discussion of physical, mental, and emotional abuse of a minor under the cut, so proceed with caution if that’s a trigger for you.
Page 53: Cliff is shown with handprint bruises on his right wrist and shoulder.
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Page 56: Nora mentions he's been getting into more fights, even though we never see Cliff get in a fight besides this chapter, and also says he’s been running away from home more often.
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Page 66: Cliff has a black eye and blood on his shirt prior to the fight with the werewolves; he quickly establishes that he doesn’t like being touched.
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Page 88: Although he doesn’t like others touching HIM, he has no problem touching others. Generally, this just indicates that his real problem with being touched is different from the reason he's given Oscar (he says it's to hide that he's a werewolf, but Oscar obviously already knows he is one at this point).
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Page 91: The first mention of Carl where Cliff says his stepdad will be pissed if he's home late. Also significant that even at this point (about 40 pages after meeting him), Cliff is still suspicious about Oscar. He doesn't trust authority figures (particularly males ones) easily.
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Page 143: Cliff mentions getting in trouble if he's late again.
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Page 158: Cliff says he doesn’t like being home alone with Carl on Saturday mornings and that he can't wait until he's 18 so he can move out.
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Page 170: Cliff comes back on a Saturday morning again (to avoid Carl).
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Page 172: Cliff has a very loaded convo about whether or not his mom knows about him being a wolf that could double as a conversation about Carl's abuse. At one point he also says “there’s tons of stuff she doesn’t know” because she works a lot, implying that this conversation is about more than just the wolf thing.
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Page 207: Cliff says that the best he & Carl got along was when he didn’t talk for a month to hide a tongue piercing. We've heard about Carl multiple times now & Cliff has never ONCE said anything even slightly good about him. We should take him at his word that his stepdad is a dick at this point.
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Page 274: The trash incident where Carl a) yells at Cliff for allegedly not doing something he actually DID do, and b) grabs his arm roughly when Cliff tries to defend himself. Cliff then makes the comment that Carl is “getting pretty brave”. We can infer he means that Carl is brave getting physical with him while his mom’s in the other room. Which implies that he's gotten physical with him when his mom wasn't there.
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Page 299: Cliff's mom says he hasn’t gotten in any fights since he started hanging with Oscar. Or maybe just because he's no longer home alone on Saturday's with Carl?
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Page 409: Cliff says “if I get bad grades my stepdad gets real annoying.” Again, not significant on its own, but it's once again important to point out that Cliff ONLY brings up Carl in regards to worrying about being punished by him.
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Page 433: Cliff has a black eye & also gets cagey when Oscar asks him how he got it. He has one after Oscar has been missing for a week. Aka, he wasn't around on Saturday that week for Cliff to hang out with/avoid Carl.
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Page 435-436: Oscar freaks Cliff out by grabbing him suddenly. Cliff's initial reaction is normal, but after it happens and Oscar apologizes, Cliff averts his eyes again and lies, saying “it’s fine” even though he a) still clearly looks uncomfortable, and b) it's very normal to get startled when your friend grabs you out of nowhere. Cliff isn't comfortable with voicing how he truly feels (and in particular, how he feels in response to someone grabbing him suddenly) to Oscar even NOW, after months of knowing him.
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Page 453: Carl pushes Cliff out of the way for no reason other than to assert dominance while meeting Oscar.
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Page 455-456: Cliff has an important convo with Oscar about his stepdad. During the conversation, Oscar says “he cares about you” even though we’ve a) seen literally zero indication of this, and b) Cliff has said the exact opposite every single time he has brought Carl up thus far. Cliff corrects Oscar on this. After this, Oscar seems to believe Cliff's take on his stepdad when he apologizes & points out that this is a very shitty situation for Cliff. Oscar's sincerity here is also the only thing in the conversation that makes Cliff’s bravado/facade fall.
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Page 485-486: Cliff gets upset that Oscar isn’t MORE mad at him (very common in abuse survivors). Cliff also says here that the reason he wanted to keep investigating is because he didn't want to go home.
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All of Chapter 9: Cliff does not seek help AT ALL when being stalked/harassed by Raven, even though it’s clearly a threat to his safety / possibly life.  This is another clear example of his distrust of adults/authority figures, which is common in abuse survivors.
Page 615: Another example of Cliff's reluctance to tell his mom ANYTHING that's even close to the truth.
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Page 795: Cliff flinches when the relic man goes to clean his wound, and then immediately tries to minimize/explain away what happened.
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(Source for the Above: Rose D’s comment on page 868 of Wilde Life)
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fireflymoonwitch · 2 years
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…Because any perceived weakness would be ruthlessly exploited…
First / Previous / Next
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dkniade · 2 years
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Warning: emotionally and verbally abusive Rhinedottir, self-loathing (?) Albedo, character death
Albedo’s infamous line “If one day, I lose control… Destroy Mondstadt… Destroy everything…” might seem out of character for him to say, seeing he’s so calm and clearly has a lot of self-control.
But maybe he’s lost control (to whichever degree it may have been) in the past and Rhinedottir punished him for it, since she’s so strict with him. Maybe not even losing control. Maybe he came close to losing control (of his alchemy? His emotions?), and Rhinedottir scolded him, since she’s so logical and cold.
She probably would say something like “Next time you do that, I’m not going to be around to stop you, and you’re going to destroy everything, even those you love care for, so you better behave yourself from now on. Failure is not an option.”
This has ingrained in him the idea that he could potentially be very dangerous when using his alchemy. And that potential is enough to force him to be secluded in Dragonspine, preferring to observe monsters over interacting with people within the city. Everyday, deep inside, he fears that he will lose control and destroy his beloved city. (In that sense he’s similar to Kaeya if you replace destroy with betray.)
And THAT’S the side of him I want to explore in my Estranged Flower Siblings AU. What will he be like when he loses Klee’s trust, the person that believed in him and trusted him the most? What will he be like when Klee is the one that tells him his alchemy is bad because it killed her mother (even though it was Rhinedottir’s accident but to Klee there’s only Albedo and Alice)?
What will he be like when he realizes the very alchemy that allowed his “mother” to give birth to him has killed his sister’s beloved mother?
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andizoidart · 2 years
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I should be allowed to make my own choices for my health care and my disabilities because they are mine. I’m 18, but my toxic parents are insisting on controlling everything still. They have my medications locked in a safe where I cannot get them, they control my whole schedule, they treat me like I’m less than a person because I’m disabled.
On top of that, my younger sister is their favorite. They let her have whatever she wants and bend to her fits and tantrums. She’s not any sort of disabled, she deals with her own anxiety and whatever, and my parents give her so much support on it and it’s not. fair.
If she wants to get a shake and a snowcone on the same day? “Of course, baby, anything you want.” If I ask to get the same thing? “Don’t you think that’s a lot, honey?”
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