#and somewhat of a manipulator

[theminecraftbee]

hermit horror week day 4: season 7 or taken over

Xisuma slowly blinks at the console logs for the server again. He's very tired; he's been collecting blackstone again, and it's very tiring, collecting blackstone. He's been building a lot of pretty houses, and stocking a lot of shops, and he hasn't had time to look at the console much recently. He probably shouldn't be now, because he's tired, and tired people make mistakes.

He makes a lot of mistakes; he's silly like that. A big derp. It's why he has to be careful, since he's been tired so much lately. He definitely shouldn't have the console open.

It's just, earlier Impulse had a question, since his moss farm kept lagging, and Xisuma thought it would be easy enough to try to find the root cause of. And he did find the root cause of it--Impulse's farm is too fast and his storage simply doesn't keep up with the amount of moss--but there's... some other things...

He blinks again at the dates on the server files. The last edited dates. Slowly, he clicks again on his own player data, and tries to make sense of what he's reading. Files like this, they aren't really meant to be that human-readable. It's--well, it is mostly json, so it's mostly human-readable, actually, but a lot of it is still encrypted, for player safety, which would. Maybe explain what he's looking at? He thinks? He's--well, he does have root access, is the thing, because he's the admin, but he still shouldn't be able to look at any player willy-nilly.

He's a little too much of a derp to be trusted with that. He probably shouldn't even be looking at his data! It's just. That last edited date. Xisuma doesn't edit his own player data. That way lies madness. He's, uh, pretty sure he knows some people who went a little mad doing that. So the fact of the matter is--well, it's not the only file that's been edited recently, he tells himself. Just because it's a lot of memory files that seem to have been edited, as well as access permissions--that's... normal enough for a new season, right?

He's...

He doesn't notice his other self walk up behind him.

"Oh, hey Xisuma. You finished gathering materials for our next build, then?" Evil Xisuma says. All of Xisuma's hairs stand on end.

"I mean, I've gathered enough to get started," Xisuma says.

"Pity. I was really hoping you'd manage to get everything. I thought maybe we'd finish today, but I guess we can't now."

"I--you're right. I'm really sorry."

"No, no, don't worry, don't worry, my friend," Evil Xisuma says. "We probably couldn't have finished today anyway, even if you said you'd try for it."

Xisuma's heart is in his throat. "Sorry, my head's just been. You know how I am. Silly me, forgetting things."

Evil Xisuma shakes his head. "It's awfully lucky I came back this season. Think of all the important things you'd be forgetting without reminders!"

Xisuma looks down and away.

"Gosh, and now you're... playing around in the admin console?"

"Oh!" Xisuma says. "It's, er, nothing really big..."

"Can I see it?"

He barely resists the urge to close out of his player data and hide that's what he'd been looking at. He doesn't know why he wants to hide it. It's not like--well, if Evil Xisuma got mad about it, it would be... right, wouldn't it? Because, well, Xisuma knows full well he shouldn't be looking at or editing his own player data. Editing your own data is the way to madness, and Xisuma, well, he's been so tired lately. He could easily accidentally hit a button. He could easily accidentally hit delete. He has root access, after all.

His heart is in his throat again. He shuffles his feet. "Sure," he says, finally. "I, er, I promise, I wasn't doing anything. I just noticed the last edited date on, uh, files that aren't automatically created by the system? And I thought, gosh, that's weird. I'd only been in there to check on Impulse, really, after he'd had some lag issues. I was just finishing up. It's nothing--the date's weird, though, right? That's all I was noticing."

He watches Evil Xisuma's fingers scroll through all of Xisuma's data. It's not quite fast enough that Xisuma isn't sure he's reading it, and suddenly, Xisuma feels very small.

Finally, Evil Xisuma hands Xisuma's tablet with the admin console open back to him. Xisuma looks down, and Evil Xisuma has closed out of the player data again.

"You just forgot the last maintenance date," Evil Xisuma says.

"Really?" Xisuma says.

"Oh, yeah, for sure. You're so tired lately. You silly derp. You've just been forgetting things easily. You should really get more rest!"

"Oh, but then we won't finish our projects," Xisuma says.

"I guess we wouldn't," Evil Xisuma says back.

"It's just--it's. Most of the time, access permission for player memories isn't edited during maintenance, and I just--I don't remember putting your name down?"

"Why wouldn't you?"

Xisuma tries to think.

"I don't know," he says finally, small, unable to meaningfully articulate anything about what's wrong with it. "I guess it only makes sense, if I'm forgetting things so easily."

"Exactly! Gosh, we make a good team," Evil Xisuma says, and he smiles at Xisuma. Xisuma crookedly smiles back.

"Yeah, we do," Xisuma agrees.

"Don't pull that out again unless I say so, okay?"

"Okay," Xisuma agrees automatically, and then he knows he will not. It makes sense. If he was upsetting himself over nothing like this, why, imagine what he'd do if he could open it whenever? He'd just constantly be upsetting himself!

"Now, my friend, let's return to building the Evil Empire."

"Let's!" agrees Xisuma, and just like that, the entire encounter slips from his mind.

#hermithorrorweek2023 #a bee fic #hermitcraft #xisuma #evil xisuma #emotional abuse #mind manipulation #(like genuine warning for emotional abuse here albeit like. somewhat subtle manipulation type.) #if this fic is late in my time zone. no it isn't. #anyway. i will never stop thinking about. whatever was going on between xisuma and evil xisuma in season 8. #anyway. ANYWAY. god one day i'll write the Very Dead Serious Take on that plotline. maybe this is one piece of it. #anyway the horror here is only barely the implied possession it's more the implied. emotional abuse. #GOD i will not stop thinking about the implications of that storyline whether intended or not #like. i'm forever like. did he INTEND to imply the abuse that so many of those cutscenes imply #or was he just trying to write evil xisuma acting like a villain? #anyway this isn't how i'd write evil x for any season that isn't season eight specifically btw you can blame it on jeff if needed

[sskk-manifesto]

I'm fully convinced that here Dazai was laughing himself off because of Akutagawa's dramatic way with words 😭😭😭

#Sometimes it feels like Akutagawa has a kick for humiliating himself in front of Dazai. #“Are you a pawn or a master?” Honey you're not really in the position to ask that question– #after all the things you've blindly done for him 😭😭😭 #Like. I can appreciate the attempt to free himself from the manipulation shackles I really do!! But then again... #Also the somewhat implication that Akutagawa was waiting‚ sitting on the stairs‚ for his grand plan to capture the Jinko to work– #and supposedly demostrate his worth to Dazai and then the plan just... Didn't. #It's a bit awkward... #osamu dazai #ryūnosuke akutagawa #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd s1 #bsdrewatch2023

[kaladinkholins]

guys cmon. be ffr please. akemi did Not love taigen. the only reason why she was desperate to search for him to the point of putting herself in danger is because she didn't want to get married to an abusive man (which she believed at the time that takayoshi was). when seki tried to dissuade her from running off, her reason was not "but i love taigen and wanna be with him 🥺" it was because she refused to be controlled and have her autonomy taken from her; she literally says "i won't be locked away in edo married to a stranger." and when seki still tries to argue that getting married to the heir of the shogun would be better than getting caught by brigands, she then says "that kind of man"—referring to takayoshi—"treats women like animals. they say he's a tyrant." and when seki chuckles and says "what man isn't?" her response is "you." she doesn't even talk about taigen. she is using him as much as he was using her. they both see—or, well, saw—each other as means to an end. for taigen he saw that marrying into the tokunobu clan would elevate his status and wealth. for akemi she wanted the right to choose who she married, and she wanted that person to be someone kind. that's it! neither of them loved each other. but since they were courting of course they acted sweet to each other, and they do still care for one another, especially due to their romantic history. but let's be real! akemi is a boss bitch who dropped taigen and forgot all about his ass as soon as she saw takayoshi was a nice guy. because duh? not only is takayoshi a better lover (it's implied their lovemaking lasted a long time) but he's also kinder towards her and presents her with an opportunity to claim power and freedom, which she would not have if she had married taigen, as she would have still been stuck under her father's thumb. so literally why should she settle for taigen's stupid ass! she may be a little naive at times but she's still incredibly intelligent. she would not do something stupid for the sake of "love." you know who would though? taigen.

#blue eye samurai #wank.mp3 #kinda? #fandom.rtf #shut up haydar #like out of the 4 main characters #akemi is the brains (the mental aspect) #she mainly uses reason and rhetoric. that's why she's so good at persuasion and manipulation. #ringo is the soul (spiritual aspect) #ringo serves as the show's moral compass and gets mizu to follow her morality #taigen is the heart (emotional aspect) #taigen will always impulsively follow his feelings (he's so brash for this reason. if he feels angry he will act on it etc) #mizu is the body (physical aspect) #mizu suppresses her emotions. her reason. and her morals. she only lets her skills and primal instincts guide her. #that's why she's almost super human sometimes #but anyway yeah #akemi? is a strong-willed self-empowered woman! she is not some damsel. she is intelligent though somewhat naive #please do not mischaracterise her cuz she is a boss bitch! she is a queen a cuntress a baddie #also on that note. the nature of taigen and akemi's rship is one of the reasons why im not keen on a polycule ending #like please explore it in fanfic and fandom! i personally just dont want it canon. i just dont see it working! #like literally i dont even think taigen found her attractive... #i mean he did obv find her very beautiful as everyone does. but did yall SEE his face when she propositioned him? #no desire in that man's eyes. he is GAY! his sexuality is men + mizu. he is a raging and bitchy bisexual!

[fili-the-jester]

The more I think about Azure Lion, the more uncomfortable I feel about him

#fili jesting #lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk azure lion #not that I don't think he's a good character #but when I think more in-depth about him and his relationship with swk #I see how he essentially seems to have manipulated swk for his own goals and than he manipulates qxt and his friends #and how he isn't even like lbd who is openly antagonistic #he seems like he's nice but than he just smiles as he's imprisoned qxt's mentor and than he blames qxt for trying to get swk back #he seems like a 'the end justifies the means' kind of guy #and he did seem to have somewhat good intentions #but good intentions isn't a justification for manipulating and hurting people #and lmk is known for having unreliable narrators #and while I do think that there was some truth to azure's words during the flashback he showed qxt #namely the heaven not aiding humans and letting demons hurt them without regard #but he is also trying to get sympathy from qxt about himself and his goals #even when he seems like he's being honest #he's manipulating people and trying to get their sympathy so they'll go along with what he wants #and when he's not doing that he's praising people and putting them on pedestals like he did with swk #he uses flattery as a form of manipulation and he played right into swk's own pride to manipulate him #idk #might be overanalyzing but I am having thoughts

[zzoupz]

thought about how lord quaedam has tumblr sexyman potential. anyways.

#like hes a powerful and somewhat manipulative floating eye entity with a weird voice who says shit like 'alas' the recipe is RIGHT THERE #hes just not popular nor was made in 2012. whatever #this man couldve had a full pinterest page of fanarts of him with skeleton wings but yall arent ready for that conversation #also yes this is afk but theres no way im putting this in the main tag #zoup art

[kobracola]

ngl i really fucking hate the disparity between the way people treat gerard and lindsey in bandom

#i might elaborate on this later if i dont get burned at the stake or whatever but #fucking hell is it frustrating to witness the demonization of a woman in the music industry and the infantilization of a grown ass man #im not saying lindsey is a good person or that the allegations are irrelevant. #im saying shes SOMEWHAT unfairly demonized for affiliating with msi while gerard is treated like a paragon of innocence #despite being married to her and having a whole ass child with her #if anything he's equally as affiliated with msi as she is and unapologetically supportive of her and her career #but people act like she's some bitch that's manipulating and controlling their poor sassy uwu baby and that he deserves better #fucking!! frustrating!!!!! #mcr #my chemical romance #msi #mindless self indulgence #gerard way #lynz way

[craycraybluejay]

Hey cuti3, lets wear cat ears together. whuuut, you want to put eyeliner on me? fineee i guess that's not too bad DX you'll let me hit though, right? X3 let's make a blood pact at our sleepover, I'll sneak thru ur window so ur mom doesn't catch us hehe. I know right! She's totally such a bitch about allowing boys to sleep over lolz. ooo did u hear that n3w s0ng that 3v3ry0n3's talking 4b0u7? omg for realz? here u can hav3 my 2nd 34rbud so we can 1ist3n togethr :3. h3y umm, u wouldn't be mad if i like, like liked you, r1ght? oh rad you srsly like like me too? u d0n't mind if 1 do th15, y3a? it's just stuffz p30pl3 do when they like like each 0ther X3. ur so r1ght sw33th34rt I'm n0t 1ike other guys hehe. i'm not scar3d of the c010r p1nk 4nd i'm so nice to y0u. <3 rawr. don't worry i 4lr34dy got us c0nc3rt t1ck3ts X3 I'm always th1nk1ng 4b0ut how to make u happy <3. u look sooo cute wen ur not w34ring much, ur just naturally b34tiful. 0f course i love ur outfits too! ur the c00lest. i luv th3 way u 4cc3550r1z3 ur hair X3. 1 pr0m1s3 i won't ru1n 1t but can i plzzz t0uch u 4g41n? yay! :3 0kii fl1p up ur skirt, im gunna try s0m3th1ng suuuuper sp3ci41 with u, okay? y else w0u1d i go 2 the bathroom w u sillyyy XD. don't worry hehe they're d01ng a lil conc3rt break i pr0m153 w3 won't mi55 anything :3. h3y n0w it might hurt a teeeeeny bit, d0n't scr34m, oki? don't go back on saying y35, ok4y? 0kay, g00d. h3y he7 stop tr71ng to get 4w4y fr0m m3. ur m1n3, r1ght? rawr m34ns i luv u in d1n0s4ur. c0m3 0n, g1mm3 a "rawr." g00d gir1. ur m1n3 4ever n0w, g0t it? thi5 i5 pr00f <3 th3 music's c0ming back 0n soon, w3 g0tt4 make this qu1ck. i'm sowwy ur f1rst t1m3 couldn't be more slow n g3ntl3 but u 4gr33 r1ght? a sc3n3 pr1nc355 shouldn't have 2 wait 4 her music <33

#scenecore #nsft ish #flirty somewhat manipulative scene boy energy #rawr xd #1337 #leetspeak #nsft #dub con #dubious consent #cnc k!nk #manipulation #dark kinks #ask to tag

[venusvalhalla]

I've seen a lot of people speculate that Olrox will keep helping the protags and maybe even join the mc group in season 2 but I have not seen anyone wondering if he'll actually just keep working for Erzsebet. and maybe even become a new Drolta or something. like what if Mizrak's cruelty hardened his heart. what if he just goes full evil

#(repost bc i fixed the tags issue sorry) #ftr i mostly don't think this will happen #and am using hyperbole when i say 'full evil' bc i just do not think olrox is that #is he morally grey? yeah #a bit selfish and manipulative? oh hell yeah #but fully evil the way drolta and erzsebet are? definitely not #however if he WERE to be pushed more to the dark side... i think what mizrak said would be the thing to do it #i can easily imagine him becoming jaded and callous and even MORE closed off after he opened his heart only for mizrak to stomp on it #i don't think he would ever be a fully loyal dog to erzsebet the way drolta was #it would be more of a resigned and somewhat reluctant position for him to be in #but also we don't know if erzsebet saw him save mizrak so??? 😭 #im stressed for him ngl #castlevania nocturne #olrox #mizrak #castlevania olrox #mizrox #erzsebet bathory

[cainware]

I want Jason refusing to help the batfamily. Jason, who's picked up what little bit is left of his life after coming to the understanding that the love and care of most of the bats is entirely conditional, and moved away from Gotham to fully start healing. He doesn't have to contact them, and not having to appeal to their grandiose sense of morality makes his healing so much easier. It's messy still, but he finds that he's happy when he's away from the bats.

#jason todd #im projecting and having a lot of feelings about jason discovering his own happiness #in the absence of having to appeal to a family that continues to #whether by characterization or bad writing #will never trust him and will always somewhat see him as a villain #with the exception of like four people but those same four are rarely shown with him or caring about him in any sense #when hes not directly in front of them to witness it #idk jason not having to live his life in the manipulation tidepool is something i crave so desperately #something about accepting that if theyre only ever going to see him as the bad guy or the problem child #then hes not going to waste his time and his energy trying to be anything else in their eyes anymore #cainschatter

[petorahs]

me, gearing up to explain why the dragon prince's latest seasons have continued to disappoint me, that while i love the lore and worldbuilding and characters there are clear pacing issues that are so jarring it takes me out of the experience, and that i say all of this with great love for the series but there's only so much good concepts can do before animation has to catch up in order to retain the average viewer's attention. that although season 4 and 5 have been branded as "the mystery of aaravos" the titular character barely appears and that is a crime to me, that even if it's for the suspense and intentionally leaving the viewer/main characters in the dark it's not doing a good job at building up his character and i fear for the exposition dump that will inevitably happen later on. that i will be harsh in critiquing this series because i love it so much and want it to be the best it can be: *inhales*

also me the moment i actually finished the goddamn season:

#no fair viren i want a canon lovechild with aaravos too are u kidding. i'd do anything to let him manipulate me #AARAVOS<3333 #as mlm there is just something so lovely to me about aaravos like they put something in him that activates my neurons #aaravos #the dragon prince #the dragon prince season 5 #love them. love this hot elf bastard. i feel ill #my critiques still stand btw. but god its so hard to hate it when hehe elf man <3 #think im just grumpy they dont show aaravos more when hes literally the only thing keeping me watching at this point. #at first it was rayllum #but hmm.... #some of the emotional side plots are... cheesy at best.... i wanted to roll my eyes at a lot of points... its just so overdone? #is it just me being used to these kinds of storytelling?? like its good but its not anything im not used to so i just put it on bg noise as #as i wait for the season to finish.. #i hate to do this but not only is it avatar tla but also somewhat reminds me of RWBY. king i'm sorry to do this to you i really am.. #to be fair theres nothing wrong. with being any of this. i think tdp is still nice standalone #it just drags out sometimes it's silly #also those clumsy sequences where it wanted to replicate that 3D + 2D animation hybrid #that spiderverse pioneered???? i mean. there was an attempt and i respect that #overall though!! i really do love this series i think it's still charming and im def tuning in to the next season with bated breath #i have more good to say than bad tbh if i tried theres just so much about it :]]]]] i love <3

[yuridovewing]

mulling over that feather and storm post im making (sorry for the delay lmao i fell deep in the pokemon special interest) and trying to think about their relationships or lack thereof and how im gonna organize all that, and i just had a great idea

what if feathertail was mothwing’s original mentor

leopardstar still mentors hawkpaw, but feathertail gets mothpaw as like a gesture. and on the surface, leopard is extending an olive branch, because becoming a mentor is a HUGE honor in riverclan especially, where the system originated. especially for feathertail’s age, she’d only been a warrior for a little while at that point. and it made sense to some cats because sasha and feathertail were close. (note: feathertail’s characterization is different here and her relationship with sasha differs from canon. she no longer gets angry with sasha for being involved with tigerstar, but there’s still some conflict there that i wanna figure out. like perhaps stormfur gets angry instead and the two argue?)

but feathertail knows why she got an apprentice and stormfur didnt, why leopardstar didnt continue the siblings training siblings trend- it’s because shes on her “best behavior”. aka, she doesnt rock the boat or cause drama “over the past”. she’s a warrior that “lives in the present”. and her maturity and grace will do wonders for little mothpaw. and it serves as a little punishment for stormfur for not forgiving honoring his clanmates.

so feathertail and mothwing both struggle with being doormats and on mothwings part, theres some learned behavior there. but the two are also very close and care about one another a lot- so when feathertail leaves, mothwing’s lost a core part of her support system

#i gotta flesh this out some more but oughhhh #one thing i wanna emphasize in riverclan is that mentor/apprentice relationships are very very very valuable there #theyre more valuable overall in this au but its very special in riverclan especially #one another thing i wanna emphasize is that while stormfur isnt bad for not forgiving his clanmates- not at all #hes also kinda ruining his own life by shutting out everyone but his sister. including tigerstars other victims #i think i want to retool sasha a bit and have her be somewhat more involved? like maybe she helps tiger find the dogs #but she’s still ultimately a victim #and by only seeing her as an accomplice rather than someone who was manipulated- he ruins the chance for either of them to heal #it’s something the journey makes him reflect on now that hes distanced from all the clanmates he resents #unfortunately he never gets the chance to apologize #yuriverse

[musicalcompanions]

Do you know a character I'd love to see in Good Omens? Lilith.

#good omens #Write her right and you could have great discussions about how twisted heaven truly is and showcase a manipulative Satan #It would also create a mirror character to Crowley #they'd both question their assigned roles by God #find their rebellion in Satan and then pay the price for it. #and when i say lilith i dont mean like make her satans wife #but show that more people have questions #and are just playing for their own team #after being disappointed by both hell and heaven #this is almost a fic plotted out in my notes lol #ive always wanted to see her portrayed as a woman who just refused to lay with a man she didnt love #then got somewhat deluded by lucifer as he was the only whod listen #and ended up cast out of eden and turned into the first demon

[magisterhego]

What did you think about Behlül’s relationships with Bihter and Nihal? Did he love either of them? Did either of them love him?

I think he did actually love both of them, but in his own way. He seems to have a tendency to have a great big romance that he quickly burns out and rinse and repeat with the next person he fancies.

As to whether he was loved, I'd say yes by both, but also in a limited way. I think he's kind of like the high school crush of a girl from a very small town, where the girl wants to date someone mostly because she thinks it's exciting at that age. And so her crush toward the guy develops more out of her daily life having a very limited pool of potential boyfriends, than out of any wow moment of attraction to that guy in particular.

For Bihter, I think she would have equally fallen for a different person who was young, handsome and charming, and consistently close at hand to observe.

But I don't know if she'd have slept with anyone who was not so casual as Behlül. His cheerful lack of morals and friendly persistence surely helped a bit to remove some mental barriers in her mind. With someone less happy-go-lucky, she'd maybe just have had lovesickness and stayed at that as a 'noble' kind of compromise between cheating and withering without experiencing real love.

There is a word I can't quite translate, 'prepustiti se' (to let yourself go, to abandon yourself to a feeling/situation, can be have positive or negative connotations), which I feel works for both Bihter and Nihal's feelings to Behlül.

They were first pursued by him and they seem to have almost purposefully convinced themselves into loving him. Both were lonely and desperate in different ways.

Bihter was in an unhappy marriage, I don't think I need to elaborate too much as she herself describes it all in a self-aware way in the novel.

As to Nihal, she was frankly somewhat neglected by her family. Yes, she's otherwise "spoiled", but they made huge decisions to remove her brother, and her governess, and her kitchen buddies, and didn't even tell her until the very moment it had already happened! Extremely frustrating and scary for such an already isolated girl. She lived from day to day not knowing who she could lose next, no wonder she got all emo.

So when the situation came that everyone was suddenly eager to marry her to a guy - one she already knew and trusted and casually bantered with - I think half of the appeal would be a young girl's physical attraction to Behlül as a man, but the other half would be the idea of finally keeping someone for herself (because her family couldn't very well decide to whoosh away her husband on a whim, lol). I can see why she'd accept the situation.

#also a thought that is quite creepy and that I don't even quite agree with myself #but IF there wasn't such an age difference between her and Behlül #and IF he wasn't the kind of guy who'd openly find himself mistresses as soon as the honeymoon phase of love wore off #I can actually see that they'd be somewhat well-matched #as he seems to know how to make her see reason without being condescending when she's snappish and neurotic #and they both have a jokey and musical side and Nihal has a naturally bossy side that might rein in his flightiness #but the book relationship is manipulative and creepy since she's isolated + barely out of childhood + naive and he's so close to her family #aşk ı memnu #ask i memnu #on the other hand if Bihter wasn't already married #I can also see her and Behlül getting along well in a 'let's spend money together in fun and fancy ways' #and being the kind of couple who do grand love drama but in a recreative way lol #but again that's if he wasn't the kind of guy who'd cheat on her a lot #sorry I am just shitting all over Behlül in this post #but I think he's a funny and interesting twist on the dandy character type #just... not one suited for being 'saved' from his womanising way by either of the girls in the novel - or by anyone really

[the-last-dillpickle]

Jessica Sloan is an interesting character to explore in that we never actually see her. We only see a memory of her, as interpreted through Luther Sloan’s eyes. And that version of her seems frail, weepy. Did she often cry when he was around? Or is it Luther’s wish fulfillment to have her care more, be more emotionally invested? This facsimile of Jessica says, “being married to Luther was a living hell”. That’s kind of a specific ass thing to say to invaders in his mind. Were those words she once said in real life that haunt him still?

Why is no one else interested in talking to Luther during the death party? They all talk to each other but ignore him, and during his speech, they’re expressionless and silent. Is he so far removed from his children, his parents, his friends, his extended family that he can’t picture specific things they might say to him or that he might say to them? Or has he simply burned all those bridges already? Why is Jessica the only one?

#idk #i like to imagine their relationship is somewhat manipulative and emotionally abusive #but only after sloan starts getting involved in s31 and he does it to keep her from getting too close while also stopping her from leaving #i think he's ultimately a very selfish person. he wants it all. he wants it both ways. #he wants to be the family man. he wants to be the self sacrificial spy. #his death speech is all 'I' 'I' 'I'. but what about being a part of THEIR lives

[i-love-side-characters]

haven't been on here in a hot minute but why can't alina beguile fintan to help them out

or open his cache

or tell them what his plan was

or tell them literally anything they want to know

or

#a beguiler is an elf whose special ability is to manipulate others through their vocal tones. it is somewhat like being a mesmer #but beguilers affect emotions and not just actions #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #mine #councillor alina #dame alina #im really confused?? #also hi

[ijwrff]

Another Zombie?-Yandere! Septic-egos x Zombie! Abused! Reader

I don’t know if I’m losing my mind or not, but I thought someone requested this. I just can’t find the request. It’s on my sheet! Of which stories to do in what order!!!!! But it is lost in the void. So here’s this possibly requested possibly not requested story. 

Lots of violence in this one, proceed with caution. There’s also some lines...that could sound like SA, but I am NOT touching that topic. For this story, and my intention, it is about abuse. Not SA. No SA involved whatsoever I can’t write for that. I can’t >.>

So! Here be the story! Involves: Anti, Marvin, Henrik, JJ, Robbie, and Jackie. 

Word Count: 2,714

You didn’t mean to stumble across the Septic’s house, but you did. Running from a group intending on torturing you. With your own blood splattered on your face and abdomen, you fell down, right in front of a house that looked abandoned. Hoping it could give you some semblance of relief from this pain, you bust the door down with what little strength you had left.

It didn’t look as empty on the inside. Quite the opposite in fact, it was very lively. With decorated walls, couches, a tv with game consoles, and lights everywhere. The blinding lights hurt your eyes, and you tried to look around. There was too much to process, and you couldn’t look anywhere without seeing those damned lights.

Losing all color in your eyes when you died made your eyes seem much more sensitive.

The group chasing you, realized you were a zombie and decided torturing you wasn’t “inhumane” because you weren’t breathing anymore. The twisted bastards. They’d cut, burned, dismembered, all you could think of. And you always recovered. You always felt it. You always remembered the terrible things that had been done to you in life, and now in death. It never seemed to end.

“Anti stop breaking down our door.” A nonchalant voice said from somewhere in the room. You couldn’t see him, but he was reading a book on the couch with his feet perched up on the table. He didn’t look up until he heard your grunts of pain. “Oh shit.” Was all he could think to say.

“N-no wait! Please…help me. Please.” You covered your eyes and fell to the ground. Maybe this was it. Those boys would find you, and keep you as their own personal punching bag until they grew old…or got bored of you. “I’m…being chased. I need help, please help.” You were on your knees, hands now covering your own head as you practically fell in the fetal position.

The man ran over to you, gauging your state of mind and body as best he could without knowing much about you or your situation. “HENRIK!” He yelled. He placed a hand on your back but you flinched away far enough that he took a big step back, holding up his hands. “Easy…easy. I’ll help you. A doctor lives here, he can patch you up.” He had to wonder just what you’d been through…

You heard the boys approaching the house, yelling profanities directed at you. Each time, you flinched and whined. It already hurt so bad…why were they doing this? You didn’t deserve it! Not any of it! Maybe…the people living here could help. You could hope, but hoping hasn’t exactly helped you so far.

“They’re…coming…” You muttered as you coughed up black blood. They had definitely seen the house by now, you could hear them coming closer and closer. Probably with their weapons still in hand. Bats, knives, you name it. Anything that could inflict the most pain.

“I got you…” The man said, and he realized the lights were causing you problems, so he turned them off. “Don’t worry, I can see just fine.” You didn’t see the wink he made in your direction, but you sat up a little straighter. “HENRIK! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!” He yelled before walking slowly and calculatingly out the front door, towards the group of boys.

The doctor ran in, turning on the lights. “What? What’s wrong?” He saw you flinch at the brightness, and he turned them back off, leading you into another room carefully. He knew any pressure on a sensitive damaged area could make a patient panic. And from the brief look he got off your face, you were already close to panicking. “It’s okay…this way, alright?” He kept his hands off you after seeing how bad the flinch was.

Luckily the other rooms had a brightness setting. He led you around their home, and downstairs into the medical room. Did…a lot of people typically have medical rooms in their homes nowadays? Who knew at this point, whatever their reason for having it was, it was saving your ass right now. There were medicines, tables, and machines you hadn’t seen in a long time. It puts you a little bit more on edge.

You heard a brief sound of a scream as you entered the room, coming from outside, but as soon as the door was shut you couldn’t hear anything else. It made you wince, not knowing if the man who had saved you was the one screaming. He didn’t try to hurt you…he seemed genuine. At least from what you could tell.

As if sensing your unease, Henrik directed you towards the table, instructing you to sit down. “It’s alright…Marvin can handle himself. I can assure you he’ll be fine.” He got to work, going at your pace and not his. He clearly knew what he was doing, and treated you with the most care you’d had in a long time. “So…a zombie, huh?” He chuckled and you made a frown, looking away from him.

“I’m…sorry. I should go.” You said, and tried to get off the table, but the wound on your side made it difficult. “Don’t want you to be seen with me.” It hurts to say, but at this point? You were used to it. You’d met many people in your time, and you knew rather than whether you were alive or dead that it would only cause problems for all parties involved.

“No, no. It’s alright. You’re not the first zombie to come through these doors.” He chuckled again, a little louder at the surprised look on your face. Henrik seemed to know what you were thinking, and continued, “His name is Robbie. He lives here with us. Once you were feeling a bit better I could introduce you. He doesn’t bite, unless provoked.”

After that? Everything went pretty good. You ended up moving in with the men, Robbie, Henrik, Marvin, Anti, JJ, and Jackie all lived there with you. It was a pretty big house, which you didn’t realize when first arriving. You hadn’t left once, in the three months you’d been living here.

They wouldn’t let you.

At first it made sense. You were targeted, and the people who were commonly after you could bring you harm. Once they realized you’d never bit or even done so much as scratch someone, they became fiercely protective over you. You had “lived” many years, and not once did you harm someone. They couldn’t fathom it. How someone so kind could get so much hatred directed towards them.

As for sleeping arrangements, they realized you had nightmares every night. So after about a week of getting to know them all, you took turns sleeping in their beds. It was…kind of nice. You had never been so doted on, and it was weird. But…after a while you started relying on it. The nightmares didn’t go away completely, but it was much better after your first few rounds with the boys.

Robbie was the ultimate cuddler, and liked to nuzzle you. Henrik was respectful, and only cuddled lightly if you initiated it. You could tell he wanted to cuddle more, but he was also pretty guarded. Marvin liked to sleep with you cradled under his arm, wrapping his arms around you all night. Anti…tried to cuddle. But the man moved around so damn much in his sleep it was practically impossible. JJ never touched you. He did allow you to sleep in his bed, but he didn’t do so much as to even hold your hand. It was kind of a break from the cuddling you got from all the others. Jackie was a cutie pie. Always wanting to be the little spoon.

All of that? Was about to change today.

It was just you and Robbie at home, and you were planting in the garden out front. It was something Robbie liked to do, that you had never done before meeting him. It was extremely relaxing, and sometimes if it was a little damp, it would turn into a mud fight. To the other’s dismay. With mud tracked all throughout the house.

Robbie went around the back side of the house, to get the hose and pale, so you were arranging the flowers as best you could. And you were doing a great job! You were humming happily, and not paying attention to your surroundings. That…was a mistake on your part. What was coming? You would always think about and blame yourself for.

A man came towards you, seemingly lost in the woods. You didn’t notice him until he was up close, his shadow looming over you. “The fuck? Are you some kind of freak?” He took a step closer, and you flinched away from him only to have your arm harshly grabbed to hold you in place. He seemed to laugh, “You must be! Look at those eyes! Bet you can’t even talk! Got no tongue or something?”

He used his free hand and pried your mouth open. “Look at that! There is a tongue. Why don’t you and me go into that forest and see if your insides look human or not.” He had a wicked grin on his face, clearly some kind of psychopath. Or…just another normal human who wanted to mess with the undead in horrendous ways. It was impossible to tell.

“N-No! Leave me alone!” You weren’t stronger than him by a long shot. But…you also didn’t want to risk hurting him. “R-ROBBIE!” You tried calling, only to have the man tackle you, pinning your hands above your head with one hand, and one hand over your mouth.

“Who are you trying to call to? Another freak?” He smiled with a look that some would argue is less human than even you or Robbie. “You do make noise! Good to know!” He cackled, and you could see Robbie turning the corner of the house.

He dropped the hose and pale, and walked towards you as fast as he could. But…he hadn’t fed all week. So it was taking more time than he’d like. It would take at least a couple minutes at that rate. The stranger saw him, and knew that too.

“Aw look! A couple of freaks. Hey, you…” He looked back at you. “Wanna see what I can do to your little boyfriend over there?” Another cackle, and Robbie looked more and more angry by the passing second. He wasn’t worried about himself. But he WAS worried about you.

Your eyes widened. No…no he can’t hurt Robbie. Not any of the men you’d come to love. Not even one of them should ever have so much as a scratch. This man? Threatening to hurt Robbie? The boy who had always been so kind and cute and just…precious to you. He was…going to hurt him? No no. That can’t happen.

All your favorite memories with Robbie flashes before your eyes. The late night talks, the trying and failing to cook together for the whole family, the mindlessly scrolling through the internet. Even when you both tried to play video games but were so slow the rest of your little family felt bad and let you win. This man…he would not…take this…AWAY FROM YOU!

Something in you snapped, and you opened your mouth as wide as you could, biting into the man’s hand, and effectively breaking the bones. The blood…it tasted so good. You couldn’t get enough of it. One bite turned into two, and two to four, four to ten. Eating away and away, as the man screamed and writhed in agony. It was…funny, almost. The way just one threat towards a boy you loved could warp your entire mentality.

Before you knew it Robbie had joined you, tearing away at the man. The man had stopped moving a long time ago, but you didn’t stop. Robbie had stopped a while ago, but you were just so hungry. He tasted so good. It was addictive, and euphoric. It not only tasted good, but it FELT good. As if you were getting stronger, as if this was the thing that had been missing in your life. Your will to fight back.

Robbie stopped you, breathing heavily after there was barely anything of the man left. “You’ll get…too full. Stop. You need to stop.” You hadn’t heard him sound that strong all week, but you didn’t WANT to stop. However he knew that feeling all too well. If you ate all of him you could, you’ll be ravenous. Wanting more and more until you can’t take it.

You ignored him, so in response, he pulled you away from the man and kissed you. The blood on both your lips mixes together, creating an addictive mixture. Eyes closed, and you both let out your long developing feelings into the one action. It was heaven, if that even existed, and you both didn’t need to stop for air so it continued for a while. At least until you had calmed down.

“Robbie! I…I’m sorry. I…oh my god…I killed him…” The realization struck, and you curled up against Robbie, sobbing. He held you close, very firmly. He wasn’t afraid of hurting you as much as he had been before you fed. This…was a good start though.

Before long all the others came back, and they all surrounded your crying form. It was a lot of sweet words, and comforting gestures. “It’s okay, you’re safe now.” “He can’t hurt you anymore…” “I’ve got you.” Were common in those following moments. You hadn’t noticed, but almost all of the men’s eyes were glowing green. In anger? Maybe. But definitely protectiveness.

After a while, your crying had stopped and they all pulled away. You looked at each of them, and felt confused. They all looked…proud. Some more so than others. Especially Marvin and Anti.

Anti spoke first, leaning down to be on your level, and patted your head, “You did good. So fucking happy we found you.” He pulled you into a hug again, and scratched your back lightly with his black colored nails. But he pulled back and looked more serious. “You’re not allowed to leave. Ever. There’s more people like him. If anyone hurt you I’d fucking mu-”

Marvin cut him off, “Don’t scare them. But dearest…” He turned to you, “He’s right. You can’t leave. We’d be devastated if we lost you. There’s too many people that want to take you away from us. You don’t want that do you?” He smiled, and gave you a peck on the lips. It seemed to make some of the others anxious for their turns, or so it seemed.

Jackie jumped up, and almost knocked you over with a hug. His eyes were watering, and he whimpered out, “You wanna stay with us forever don’t you?” He was on the verge of crying, and you felt so bad you nodded yes. And maybe you did. But…this still felt wrong. You had murdered someone, and here they were kissing and praising you.

Henrik was next, “We love you. Dearly. We’ll do whatever we have to in order to make sure you can stay right here with us.” He pulled you close, “Nothing can take you from us. Nothing.” It sounded like a threat, but when he pulled back he had that friendly smile on his face. One you were sure his patients loved. “You did good. I’m proud of you.” A quick kiss and he had returned to normal.

JJ was last, and he blushed so bright his whole face was red. He leaned in and pecked you on the lips as quickly as he could and pulled back, adjusting his tie. You didn’t know what it said, but clearly the others did, because they chuckled as he signed “We won’t let you leave. You’re going to stay here, with us.” And if he could laugh he would have. He might be the most twisted of them all, but no one would know that.

So maybe you didn’t want to kill someone today…or ever. But…the men you loved were proud of it. So maybe it couldn’t be that bad of a thing…if it was just in self defense…surely you wouldn’t have to kill ever again…

Right?

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