#but! now it is FIXED and it WORKS and i am UNSTOPPABLE
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Yesssssss guess who just learned how to swap usb cords between mice tonight? That's right mate, we are unstoppable now. So you go ahead and discontinue the best mouse ever fucking made, Logitech, that's fine; I'm just going to ship-of-theseus my babies forever and you can't stop me.
#oh my gods it is so amazing having a mouse that doesn't disconnect every time i breathe#i don't think i let myself realize quite HOW much of a problem it had become#(because i did not DID NOT want to have to find a new different type of mouse to use after TWENTY FUCKING YEARS thanks)#(and if i just pretended that it was fine then IT WAS FINE AND I COULD JUST KEEP USING MY DYING MICE LA LA LA)#but! now it is FIXED and it WORKS and i am UNSTOPPABLE#my fingers are very sore (sewing tools are not made for opening usb connector pins but they will work in a pinch!) but i don't care#BECAUSE MY MOUSE IS FUCKING WORKING AGAIN HELL YEAH#i can wiggle all around or get up and make tea or pee or what-the-fuck-ever and not have to worry that when i come back my mouse won't work#BECAUSE IT IS JUST FUCKING WORKING HAHAHA THIS IS GREAT#gonna do the other mouse tomorrow i think HECK YEAH#computers#technology#logitech trackman marble#mice#me#TRIUMPH#(i might be a LITTLE BIT excited shhhhh)
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the start of something beautiful | a lando norris social media au
pairing: lando norris x private!reader (fc: tyla)
lando is spotted with an unknown woman, and everyone thinks she’s another fling. however, later revealed as naomi campbell’s daughter, lando's fans slowly start to love her despite her tendency to be private.
notes: btw, i’m so sorry i’ve been mia for a while! honestly, i have a ton of drafts i’ve written over the time i didn’t post, but i lowkey hate all of them lmao. anyways, hope you enjoy this fluff :)
disclaimer: swearing. photos not mine. OLD PIC OF JAZ AND ROSS (yes it’s a warning bc i’m still mourning that relationship, and ik i’m not the only one). there are a few mistakes in the tweets that i was too lazy to fix lol. also, i hope the flow doesn’t feel too rushed!
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yourbestie framing these pics brb 😍😍
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f1gossip We received these photos of Lando and a girl today! It looks like the same girl he has been spotted with for the past 3 months, but it’s still unclear who it is. ☕️
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user three months of them being pictured AND YET NONE CLEARLY CAPTURE HER FACE. that’s some bs
↳ user no deadass bc you guys had one job 🙄
user lmaoooo i know the delulu fans are crying that she’s still here
user Are we sure it's the same girl? Lmfao even if it is, he's probably going to get tired of her soon!
user god i hope people learn and treat her better than how they treated luisinha
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landonorris First time trying wakeboarding 🤙
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user happy lando >>>
user Where’s your girlfriend
user not the red bull life vest lmfaoo
user lando rlly said here’s some shirtless pics to distract u
↳ user frrr but like it’s not working 😭
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f1gossip Naomi Campbell and daughter, Y/N Campbell, making an appearance at today’s GP! It's presumed that Y/N is dating Mclaren driver, Lando Norris. Our sources in the paddock mentions that the two visited the Mercedes, Ferrari, and Mclaren garages before the race. 👀
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user i'm literally in love w her she's soo beautiful 😍
user this actually makes sense that they knew each other since naomi has been connected to f1 for a while now
user I would be unstoppable if I looked like her.
user she looks so kind 🥺🥺
user oh the things i would do to reincarnate as a wealthy person’s child
user i was there and got to meet her and i’d just like to say that i’d go to war for her
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landoupdates Max, Lando, and Y/N (seen in second photo, far right) with fans at an after party! We received these pictures a few minutes ago, and the fan included “Y/N mostly stood behind as Max and Lando were asked for photos but she was so so kind !! Although you can tell she likes to keep to herself, she told me she thought my dress was cute and even got Lando’s attention for me so I could ask for a picture 😭 Also, he kept holding her hand !!!”
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user her face card is insane.
user now that we know she's naomi's daughter, i can't believe we didn't see it before LOL
user “he kept holding her hand” 😭😭😭😭😭
user I have never wanted someone to go off private so bad 😩
user honestly she’s my new fav wag
user it’s the way everyone loves her rn lmaoooo
user LANDO CAN YOU FIGHT
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f1gossip Lando, Ginge, and Ethan possibly alluding to Lando’s new relationship with Y/N in the recent Quadrant video 👀👀
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user not them clowning him 😭
user i mean we all know by now that they’re together but this was the cherry on top
user melting over how he couldn’t stop smiling 🥹
user the fact that he kept this clip in 😩😩
user I AM ONCE AGAIN ASKING “LANDO CAN YOU FIGHT”
user I get it 😭 I also wouldn’t be able to hide that I’m dating Y/N
user perfect example of private but not a secret, in love with them 🥹🥹
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landoupdates A few photos of Lando and Y/N at the paddock today ☺️
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user literally my fav couple
user when is he gonna make it officially on insta
↳ user My thoughts exactly!! 😭😭 I know not everything has to be posted, but I’m just excited to see him officially announce it.
user my girl y/n looked so fucking good today
user i just want him to post her solely because i want more y/n pics
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landonorris We so good ❤️
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user THE HAND PLACEMENT
user not tagging her is criminal 😭😭
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user When will it be my turn 😩
user LANDO??? OMFG
user TURN IT UP IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE 😁😁😁🔊🔊
user omggg i can’t, they’re goals
user Y/N IS SO CUTE
user i luv my parents
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C H A N N E L E D ✨MESSAGE ✨ F R O M
Y O U R ✨P E R S O N
PILE 1 : I’ve been so busy hustling , I have been so focused on money and how it’s flowing in my life ! Truly gaining a key to my abundance !! I don’t want you to feel like I am unfazed by us or this connection ! I am very into you & everything that you bring to the table, I want you to know that you’re such good vibes and you truly lift me up when im on my last leg !! I appreciate you more than I can express so pardon me if im not able to connect emotionally to you like I really want to! in the past I’ve been stabbed in the back by those who claim to love me so it is / and was hard For me to do that with you because In retrospect I couldn’t trust if this was real or not ! This form of “separation” between us is very unbearable and what I would consider to be unnecessary. If this isn’t made to work out I really do pray and put out in the universe that you move on with full closure and end up happy ! Sorry that it wasn’t me for you to settle with.
you never know what the universe has planned but for now SO LONG ✌🏾☮️
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PILE 2 : I just want to let you know that you put butterfly’s in my stomach , I haven’t felt this way or that way in the longest time !! I’ve been trying to Dodge certain bullets relationship wise but you make me nervous and bring me so much nostalgia !! It’s like one day my lights are out and the next you come to light it up ! I want to meet and see the real you , I want to connect with you on a soul level.
I already feel this energy that I’ve never felt with someone I just know you are for me & even when I try to deny it I can’t believe How accurately and purely I can love someone ! You are for me and I can’t talk that down. I want this connection to evolve , I want us to heal from whatever tore us apart ! I want you to be able to receive the energy you need & the vibes you look for ! I hope you can understand how much pain I’ve been in
as far as heartbreak goes. I would have never thought that I would love a human being like I love you or even perceiving one like this ! If I lost you all would feel LOST spiritually ! I would even call out to you for your help to assist me if I lose this feeling. Remember me even when things are dark, for us! Hear me when you can because I spiritually speak to you & feel you ! We may not be healthy for each other now but i Foresee us being unstoppable ! You feel so much like my counterpart ! Am I Going crazy ?
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PILE 3 : I don’t want to apologize I don’t want you to see that part of me that is vulnerable to say that I am wrong !! My ego needs fixing and I know that it turns you off from me ! I wish I can be better for you but something is stopping me ! I wish you can use your magical energy to save me ! But I know the burden it would be on you ! And I look for you to heal me and part of myself that I thought would always be trapped. Your sexual energy turns me on & it spiritually energizes me !!! I don’t know what type of entity you are but you feel like a mermaid I just can’t escape you , your energy is flawless to me & I just hope that there isn’t any faking with us ! I don’t have all the money in the world dispite what you see online or in person ! But I don’t know what really makes you happy Shit I don’t even know what makes me happy ! I feel like our relationship was ruined and Interrupted by those who don’t want to see us together ! I feel like you don’t see the best in me & that’s all I see in you ! You’re not for me because you don’t tell me how much I mean to you , Then again I don’t either and I can blame myself for being emotionally stand off ish towards you. Damn I wish I can turn the tables you are IT !! I just wish I treated you better baby girl / baby boy ! No one could ever understand our bond. Is it really to late !? I feel like I’m missing out . It’s Like you won a Grammy and I wasn’t even invited ! I enjoy watching you win but man do I wish I was right there beside you ! Maybe one day ?
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PILE 4 : Our time together is over !! And as much as I feel like we deserve all the time in the world to figure our shit out , Saturn has other plans. we have agreed to spiritual contracts that Separate us in a timely fashion ! And something in me just wants to go against that !! Although I did put you in a love triangle we were able to talk about it but it felt like you didn’t truly forgive me and that scares me because I know you don’t view me the same anymore & it really recks my heart & Brain! I am so hurt and heartbroken I’ve never really fully felt this feeling but always heard that I caused this feeling I guess karma comes back around fairly quickly !!! I fucked up and offered you a relationship while I was still doing dirty shit ! I apologize but I don’t believe this would aid in putting us on the same page but it’s all love & respectfully there is always other options!
Ps : They are all Lies & with them, you have to ready between the lines.
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PILE 5 : I know you may feel like I used you or wanted you for other material things but you don’t see my heart , At least you don’t how it thought you did ! I can admit I was with you for beneficial purposes & I didn’t see my wrongs until now. So forgive me for being weird or for being Rude, I just don’t understand how I fumbled you ! Or did I 👀 , is there a chance for me to salvage or revive our feelings for each other , yo I am literally haunted by your energy everywhere I turn I want you , I want to feel you , I want to know your safe , it bothers me bad ! It interrupts my daily activities I don’t know how to Get over this ! This form of detachment between us is KILLING ME !! Help me & reach out if you would like of course ! I would never lie to you ! (Or will I ?)
Ps : (Manipulative but hard to resist )
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IG: @Soleccentric
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flowerbyte headcanons
Cuz the tag empty as hell and I am their self-appointed PR manager
It's one thing to think the other is cute. It's another thing to actually get to *know* them.
At first they bond over shared hobbies. Normal kiddie stuff like molecular physics, nothing too crazy
That is, until Miles asks a question that's juuust crossing the line between "okay" and "too personal"
That's when he realizes that Margo likes to keep people at an arm's length.
Which he only partially gets, because they've all got a secret identity to hide, and mental health issues to hide from their parents until they hit 18
But shouldn't it be different with him?
Okay now that all the people who were looking for fluff have left
Margo doesn't like to discuss feelings. They're messy and u can't program them to do what u want 💔 she likes to hide behind mild sarcasm and large sanrio plushies
If Miles hadn't asked her out first then she would've been content with an eternity of soft glances and awkward flirting
Miles is marginally better at feelings. In fact, there is no point at which she's unaware of how he feels about something
It's comforting. And terrifying
All of this is to say that their whole early relationship dynamic is trying to open up to each other while trying to keep the space-time continuum from falling apart like a Nature Valley bar
You know what's even more difficult than that? Inviting your bf that you've been interacting with via virtual avatar for like a year to your dimension
But it's fine. Miles makes a lot of bad jokes about the transition to color television in the 50s, tells her she's pretty, and it's fine.
He asks Margo about her favorite movies and shows so that he can psychoanalyze her and fine-tune his recommendations
She offers to fix all of his "vintage" electronics because they're a "historical marvel" or something
They're both annoying as hell together. God forbid you say something and they both take turns infodumping to you about The Thing like a neurodivergent tag team
Autism vs ADHD
Unstoppable force vs Immovable object. Miles is incredibly stubborn and needs things to happen in a Very Specific Way and Margo does shit in a completely different order every time and somehow they make it work
Those are all my brainrot thoughts for now feel free 2 add on if u want [disappears in a cloud of smoke]
#flowerbyte#cyberflower#cybershock#miles morales#margo kess#blabbering#spiderman across the spiderverse#moralesanhour
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The wave echoes (1\2)
Evening breeze in Constareye.
The warm waves washed over my feet, taking the tight sand under my feet every time they receded. The soft sea sand slipped away from the feet with the current, and a fine and tickling spread along the soles of the feet.
Occasionally, a rapid wave of water hit my calf, and the water foam splashed onto my clothes along with some sea sand, It quickly dried up under the warm sunshine, leaving only a shallow trace of sand.
Skk: Hah...
Although the sun was in the middle of the day, I still couldn't help but let out a long yawn as I was embraced by this rare comfort.
Lucia: Are you a little tired, Commandant?
Skk: Once you relax, you can't help but fall asleep.
Liv and Lucia also stood beside me, and the waves also reached their ankles, leaving dark traces on the beach.
Skk: Constareye is a great place to rest.
Lucia: This is also thanks to the invitation from the Art Association.
Liv: It's not just us, I remember that there's a another space shuttle before we came down, they also carried the engineering force and the Dark Aries Team, and they seemed to have accepted Miss Ayla's invitation.
Skk: Oh, speaking of it... Where's Lee?
Lucia: He seemed to have found a beach location suitable for diving, and had already informed me in advance that he would go there to make preparation.
Skk: That's...
When I was wandering around the city not long ago, I spotted Lee among a pile of stuffed animals, mechanical tools, and claw machines.
Skk: What are you doing?
Lee: Some mechanics said these claw machines were rigged and wanted my help to fix them.
Skk: Rigged?
Lee: During the first 20 times of grabbing, the clamping claws were all loose and nothing could be clamped at all. This did not meet the promotional standards. The robots did not understand why this happened.
>[...Thank you, Claw Machine Man.]
[Maybe this is the design...]
Lee: Now that the adjustment has been basically completed, I am testing it.
Skk: Isn't this just a change of place to work?
Lee: I am interested. Interest is enough.
Lee: ... and I'm still a little unaccustomed to being free all of a sudden.
Skk: In this case, why not relax together?
Looking out the window at the clear sky and sea in front of me, I remembered that Ayla had mentioned before that in addition to the location used for holding the celebrations, there's another beach in Constareye that is suitable for diving.
Skk: For example... go diving?
Lee: Diving... with you, Commandant?
Skk: Yes, the two of us.
Lee: ...
Skk: But we didn't bring any diving equipment... I don't know if I can find it here.
Lee: The robot who asked me to repair the claw machine mentioned that there is a shop selling swimming gear in Constareye.
Lee: Let me ask first.
[That's up to you]
>[Any chance of seeing you in a swimsuit?!]<
Lee: Don't get excited too early.
He expressionlessly picked up a huge stuffed toy and stuffed it over it.
I sent an invitation to Lee on a whim, and it turned out that he already making preparations...
Liv: I remember that before leaving, Mr. Lee was mumbling about "Five meters and three minutes" and "mask inspection"...
Lucia: Haha...
Liv: Ha... nevermind.
Skk: Um?
Lucia: Well... In short! Commandant, do you want to go walk in the city first? Or go to the art gallery on the beach?
Lucia: A rare vacation is always about taking a good rest!
Liv: I remember that Miss Ayla gave me a guide to Constareye that she wrote personally...
Liv: I found it here.
Liv: I have already send it to you, Commandant. It is said that there are many specially designed tourist attractions. Commandant, you can probably go and take a look!
Lucia: By the way, the Dark Aries Team is also here for vacation, but they haven't arrived yet. Do you want to go find them first?
In this way, Liv and Lucia clumsily concealed something in front of them, but they both had unstoppable smiles on their faces.
Skk: It's really rare... All right.
Liv: !?
Lucia: Commandant...
Skk: Then I'll just go for a walk.
Lucia: !
Lucia: We'll have everything ready when the commandant comes back.
Liv: We'll always be here, Commandant.
The sand on the soles of my feet changed from wet to dry. By the time I stood outside the beach, Lucia and Liv were already waving goodbye to me quite far away.
Don't think too much, they must be preparing some "surprise". They are not really good at lying and covering up, just like now.
But since they prepared it with their own hands, accepting it happily is probably the best choice.
After confirming the location on the terminal and walking over accordingly to the location, Simon was not there and the remaining three members of the Dark Aries were standing on the beach arguing.
Palma: What does this have to do with me? If you hadn't reconciled with Simon yet, would he have looked at me when he had nothing to say and talked about the chief?
Palma: Moreover, It was you who obviously won the guessing game and got the coating for the beach talent show, but you made him so angry that he fainted during practice. This matter only affected you.
Noan: It's not as exaggerated as you said. In addition, you see... you also noticed that he wanted to watch the training, but he had to hide behind the video and pretended to be an instructor.
Palma: It's not because of what happened last time. Enough already. If the number of targets captured by Simon's unity and friendship tactic is less than 2, I will be included in it.
Palma: I don't want to! Go to the damn beach talent show!
Noan: But you are the captain.
Palma: Let me go back to the Purifying Force, thank you.
Lillian: There's no going back, Captain Palma.
Palma: No need for you to remind me!
I don't know whether it was because of what just happened or because of the long-standing grudge, Palma looked particularly angry.
Palma: Noan! When you said you had a whim at that time, was it intentional?
Noan: Which time?
Lillian: Wait, is that...
Palma: The last time you said you would take the braised chicken wings I made to apologize to Simon!
Noan: I did apologize.
Lillian: I said...
Paloma: If I don't have a sudden idea to make the best use of the chicken wings before making them into food, Simon will not think that you have no intention at all--
Lillian: The Commandant of the Gray Raven has been standing at the back!
The air suddenly became quiet, Paloma turned her head away angrily, and Noan opened his mouth, wanting to say something before swallowing it.
Noan: Long time no see, Commandant.
Lillian: Hello, Commandant of Gray Raven......
>[Ah, hello.]
[Haven't see you for a long time.]
>[Have I disturbed you?]
[Sorry, I disturbed you.}
Lillian: No, no, thank you for interrupting them.
Skk: So, what's the matter?
Noan: Uh...... we just....
Palma: Just practicing surgery with a chicken wing and haven't cleaned up the material after stitching it wrong.
Skk: ........
It seemed that I heard Noan uttering "squirt" in a very low voice, but when he raised his head, he had his usual expression again.
>[Simon, it's really unfortunate......]
[Isn't it a bit too whimsy?]
Palma: You also think he did it on purpose, right?
Noan: Of course not, trust me- I really just wanted to try something new.
Lillian: You said the same thing when you went to the Art Association.
Palma: I've really had enough! Could you please turn into defectors and be hunted by me?
Skk: These are the second time you mentioned... Beside Simon, is there anyone else injured?
Lillian: No, the people from the Art Association I met that time were even quite happy.
Skk: Simon...
Simon took over as the Commandant when the Dark Aries was reorganized for the second time, which was the third generation.
--Some people say that the name of Dark Aries is like a curse.
Sheep means sacrifice, so there are always turmoil in the team, and I have heard some rumors about this team in the past.
However, through this period of contact, we can clearly feel they are different from the previous Dark Aries in the past.
Skk: (This team has nothing to do with sheep anymore)
Because of this, they are not fit to remain in the "sheepfold".
Skk: Maybe, after a while...
After this team was put into the battlefield, those who have cooperated with them in the battle will discover this fact.
At that time, Commander-in-Chief Nicola and Speaker Hassan will describe the re-formed Dark Aries like this ---
Commandant Simon, a dedicated shepherd, is not in good health.
In the past, he lost sheep many times by accident. He would remain fully vigilant rationally, but in his heart he still wanted to trust the 'sheep" around him.
Captain Palma, the world-weary Black Panther, is silent and cold-blooded.
It hates that it can only walk at night, and will hunt other creatures that walk at night indiscriminately. Its only weakness... is that its fur will catch fire in the sun.
Team member Lillian, a ferret covered in lamp fur and raised by poachers, looks exactly like an easily frightened lamb.
It used to remain alert in 24 hours a day. But it no longer remain silent, and become a real sheep and live in the sheepfold.
Team member Noan is a wolf that looks like a sheepdog.
Gentle and cunning, it looks as conscientious as a shepherd, but that's just in its restrained form.
The current Dark Aries is more like a "sheep-eating" team. No one except Simon should appear in the sheepfold.
Simon: Chief, long time no see. You look much better than before.
While thinking about these questions, Simon returned to the team.
Skk: Long time no see, everyone was talking about you just now.
Simon: What a laugh... don't worry.
Lillian: Do you want to continue the training just now?
Simon: Yes, because yesterday's target was not completed, we cannot even stop if we are on vacation.
Palma: That's enough! You--
Simon: Think about why you were transferred from the Purifying Force by Bianca.
Palma choked back her words.
Simon: ...This is about not repeating that same mistakes again.
She turned away and stood back in the queue.
Simon: Sorry, we will probably be late for another hour before we can meet you.
Simon gave me a wry smile, as if to say, "I was trying to be brave just now", or "I made you laugh".
Skk: It's okay, I'll take a walk first.
He nodded and walked towards the seaside with the three members of Dark Aries.
--Who said that shepherds can only tame sheep waiting for slaughter? Maybe there are still many bumps in their road to "getting along", but this time, the ending will no longer be separation...
Lillian: Ah, I suddenly have something urgent and I have to leave for five minutes!
Simon: Lillian? .....Huh?
Skk: Uh... next...
Opening the travel guide that Liv just sent to me on her terminal, the first sentence at the beginning is not the expected " Welcome you!" but--
"Enjoy the beach!"
It's really a unique "Guide to the North"......
READ: INTRO-1 | INTRO-2 | NOAN-1 | NOAN-2
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I am literally so stressed right now since school is starting up again. I was just scrolling through your posts and I absolutely adore your opinions and thoughts. If you’re still up to the ships asks, I have a few.
For some reason, I have been thinking about age-gap relationships that wouldn’t be quite possible…and added with my love of Severus Snape… 👀👀
Abraxas Malfoy/Severus Snape - I don’t know if you’ve done Lucius/Severus but I just took it a generation back.
Romulus Augustus Lestrange/Severus Snape - I remember you mentioning in Scylla and Charybdis that the two were kindred spirits (?) since they were both killed by Voldemort.
Bellatrix Lestrange/Severus Snape - maybe a bunch of sexual tension during missions? Bellatrix’s attitude toward Severus was mainly suspicion but I feel like she meant it in a ha-ha-I’m-jealous-you’re-the-favorite way, not in a oh-wait-he-actually-is-a-traitor way.
Marlene McKinnon/Severus Snape - I love your take that she was a seasoned veteran in the First Wizarding War. It never made sense to me that everyone in the First Order were all children. Majority, maybe. But all of them being Gryffindors and out-of-school never stuck to me.
Frank Longbottom/Severus Snape - I’ve read a few works for this and I like the few takes there are.
And I already know your thoughts on Lord Voldemort/Severus Snape (it’s a favorite).
I’ve also been thinking about time-travel fix-it’s in general too. How do you think Severus would react if he found himself in Tom Riddle’s era? There’s the take on him being older and aware and absolutely done with his life, and Lord Voldemort (few years out of school or maybe in his 30s to level the age in a way) whose intrigued by the sour man (and maybe gets impressed by his knowledge of the Dark Arts?). Then there’s also student Severus meeting student Tom and getting further radicalized by this young handsome man. There’s so many to explore but at this point, if I don’t get my head out of this rabbit hole, I may never be able to pass school. 😭😭
This turned out to be longer than expected, but I love reading your posts! It’s always so entertaining, especially with your interpretation of Severus Snape. I can rarely ever talk about Severus without being attacked by Marauders fans online.
thank you very much for the ask, pal! i hope this term goes well for you - and that your extremely chic recent interest in snape-related age gap relationships endures.
let's see what we have here...
abraxas malfoy/severus snape romulus lestrange/severus snape
i'm going to take these two together - since romulus is an original character who exists nowhere other than my own head - because they occupy essentially the same role in relation to snape.
i've written before about how i really like the idea of voldemort having three distinct impacts across three separate generations - the knights of walpurgis/the original death eaters, who know the proto-voldemort of the 1940s and 1950s, with his muggle name and his retail job; these men's sons, who know the unassailably powerful voldemort of the 1970s; and these men's sons, who know the paranoid and volatile voldemort of the 1990s.
so you have abraxas - lucius - draco in each of those categories [or, romulus - rodolphus - n/a...]
snape is - of course - part of lucius and rodolphus' generation, and the voldemort he encounters when he becomes a death eater is the unstoppable political force who appears to be made of pure magic - which, naturally, makes snapemort have a very different power dynamic to something like tombraxas.
but it's also clear that snape is someone voldemort takes an interest in because he recognises so much of his former self in him - the slightly feral vibes, the poverty, the disappointing muggle father, the feeling of being an outcast surrounded by posh kids and the desire to bend those same kids to your will.
this is the reason for voldemort arranging things in scylla and charybdis so that snape can lord it over mulciber and avery, and it's also the reason why he's so insistent that abraxas and romulus [and other senior death eaters he knew at school] are nice to him - he's basically enjoying reliving his youth by, once again, making his minions obey someone who is technically their social inferior.
snape lacks the teenage tom riddle's charm [and looks], of course, which means that there's far more condescension inherent in any relationship - platonic or otherwise - that either of these two would have with him than there was in their early relationship with voldemort.
but they also have a fondness for spindly lads with an obsession with magic and regional accents, which means that i'm sure that something can come out of the fireside chats voldemort's compelling them to have with snape while they're forced to host him in their houses...
bellatrix lestrange/severus snape
i am very, very fond of this as a pairing - and, indeed, have something in the works on the topic - and bellatrix's rampant jealousy of snape is exactly why.
one of my preferred ways of exploring snape's position within the death eaters is to think of him as voldemort's exception in terms of social class - that is, that he is the only marked death eater who doesn't come from an elite, quasi-aristocratic background; and that voldemort's supporters who are from lower social classes are kept, like fenrir greyback in the rank-and-file and not permitted to take the mark.
[this is why, in my writing, i always make the carrows a similar level of posh to the malfoys and lestranges - canonically they're rather one-note working-class stereotypes, but i don't think this makes sense given what we know about voldemort's structuring of his organisation during the first war. it's also why i think that peter pettigrew doesn't receive a dark mark until he returns to voldemort post-prisoner of azkaban.]
bellatrix - on the other hand - is voldemort's exception in terms of gender [and another thing i'm wedded to thinking is that alecto carrow also doesn't receive the dark mark until the second war.]
these means, of course, that both she and snape depend on voldemort's favour - especially in the first war, when he still trusts his death eaters sufficiently highly to delegate things to them - much more than the elite male death eaters do.
i think it's reasonable to assume, for example, that rodolphus may object to his wife behaving in a way which defies the gendered conventions elite pureblood women are clearly subject to - and that it's only voldemort's authority that prevents him voicing an objection publicly. or that lucius malfoy - like sirius - conceives of snape as his "lapdog", and it's only voldemort's authority which forces him to treat him as a peer.
which means, of course, that snape and bellatrix are in competition with each other for voldemort's attention in ways which the other death eaters never have to be - which explains their vibe in canon, in which bellatrix finds snape's elevation in voldemort's good books after she falls from grace after the cock-up in the department of mysteries so infuriating.
[it also gives a really interesting dimension to her being completely fucking right about snape's loyalties, but being in the wrong position in voldemort's eyes for her opinion to be trusted by him. you just know she was pissed when she got to the afterlife.]
and - from a shipping perspective - having to be constantly jealous of and obsessed with each other is a very effective way of lighting a spark...
marlene mckinnon/severus snape
i do always like snape with an older woman, because i think it fits his whole vibe, so he goes very nicely with my preferred vision of marlene as a fifty-year-old hard-nosed ministry bitch who fucking loathes mad-eye moody.
the meet-cute? well, spies have to have handlers, don't they? dumbledore passing over his new turncoat death eater to one of his senior lieutenants - particularly given the fact that she's unlikely to be thrilled about this - is something i can get on board with.
frank longbottom/severus snape
frank and alice are other ones i don't enjoy seeing written as part of the marauders' generation - for them to be well-established aurors by the time the lestranges attack them, i think it's reasonable to assume that they're around molly and arthur's age [that is, around ten years old than snape et al.]
so i think we're repeating the same scenario as above - frank needs to debrief the order's new spy. if you know what i mean...
time-travelling snape!
i think that the teenage tom riddle would fucking hate the teenage snape, to be honest. the teen snape we meet in canon is someone who really obviously refuses to play along with the social conventions which govern an institution as elite as hogwarts - and he clearly stands out more for his grubby, feral demeanour, his uncouth manners, his way of speaking, and his refusal to be deferential to his social superiors than he does for his name and blood-status.
[indeed, he's one of the only really visibly working-class students we ever meet in canon - to the extent that i am increasingly convinced that hogwarts is a selective school...]
the young voldemort, in contrast, happily plays along with these social conventions for his own ends - simpering through slug club meetings and sending slughorn pineapple and doing all he can to be viewed as a suitable candidate for head boy, in order both to provide a cover for his wrongdoing and as a way to soothe the chip on his shoulder by beating the posh at their own game.
he's going to think snape's as common as muck, and snape's going to think he's a pretentious cunt.
a post-1981 snape going back in time and finding himself entangled with the young-adult voldemort, in contrast, i think could be rather compelling. it's very interesting that the teenage voldemort's willingness to play-act a fondness for the class system doesn't extend to being prepared to grit his teeth and suffer through a ministry internship slughorn procures for him - and his decision to go off and work in a shop has a slightly bolshy "fuck you, sir" side to it we don't otherwise really see from him.
this voldemort would, i think, be slightly more open to snape's whole vibe, and they could get cracking on all the things which make snapemort a hot ship - the shared love of magical experimentation, the dubious morality, the fact that voldemort's clearly responsible for snape's aesthetic, and so on - several decades early.
one question, though, is whether snape would know who he was.
i go back and forth on how widely voldemort's birth name is known - and whether it's ever connected to him following his return to britain in the mid-1960s.
on the one hand, i think dumbledore's secrecy surrounding it is nonsensical - a substantial proportion of the death eaters were clearly at school with voldemort, and those who weren't are still usually related to these men in some way [i always think, for example, that it's much more plausible to assume that the diary horcrux was given to abraxas malfoy, and that lucius was well aware that his father and voldemort had been at school together] - but on the other, i do wonder whether snape, who comes into voldemort's orbit as - as i've said - an exception would be made privy to the information about voldemort's background which was probably an open secret among the elite male death eaters.
[which also provides an explanation for why bellatrix is so shocked to hear harry say voldemort's a half-blood in order of the phoenix, while lucius malfoy doesn't bat an eyelid.]
which is to say, i am much more taken by the idea of snape - destroyed with grief over lily's death - rocketing backwards three decades, landing in the knockturn alley of 1951, and having no idea until he's in far too deep who the softly-spoken shop-boy who offers him a cuppa will turn out to be...
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i’m officially leaving the community bc i just feel i am the only answer i need. but i’d like to say this. <3
often, it’s always “but what if it doesn’t happen?” shit isn’t going well now, so why not give it a FULL SHOT ?! right this second, cut the bullshit & just fully live in the end. i spent all this time from success story to blog. one, we don’t know these people up here. 😭 anything could be anything. two, we all have our own ways we want to live. recognize how seeing all these success stories isn’t enough? recognize how seeing these blogs say the same thing in different colors & fonts isn’t doing anything? bc it’s literally us y’all. we have to do it within. it’s not enough because YOU need to be enough. shit, ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. this may not be enough to get some of you outta of this loop of needing to see success or what blogs or whatever tf anyone has to say, but i really hope it is. what got me here?? i sit and lay in my room fucking pissed and say “what if it really doesn’t work??” “what if people are lying?” what if this & what if that. and i finally told myself, bitch what if you actually do something? 💀 i’m sorry but i literally just went off on myself. you sitting here on your ass & feeling bad for yourself bc your sad about the 3d & you don’t know if it’ll work. what is this doing tho? nothing good. shit isn’t working right now, so why not see if it does work??? why keep being in a loop of not knowing when you could just try? so that’s it. i’m on my fucking way & i got my shit together. 🤣 truth be told, we don’t know anybody on this mf. 😭 so if you believe anybody, you better believe in yourself. quite frankly, who even cares if people are lying?? you’ll move on to the next person to give you hope & wanting it to work. so make it work fr. if you’re here because you don’t believe or some other negative shit, how is that helping?? GO. GO DO YOUR THING. we got this. enough is enough, isn’t? LIVE IN THE END RIGHT NOW. it’s better than the loop. be real with yourself and let everything go and JUST LIVE IN THE END. again, we got this! ⭐️ why did it take so long to get here lmao? it’s all within fr. is anything i’m doing giving me a good result? so why not do something that could lead to a good result???? anything is better than being sad & doubtful each day. law of assumption is real. but you need to be real with yourself first. how are you really feeling? what is the issue? are you truly living in the end?? and go from there. fix it & LETS GET IT.
“truth be told, we don’t know anybody on this mf. so if you believe anybody, you better believe in yourself” 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾 EXACTLY! not saying anyone is lying, but y’all believe blogs when they tell you they manifested this and that. so why can’t you give yourself the same exact energy??
i love how you worded this too, anon. hopefully this’ll give someone whatever push they need to manifest what tf they want!! do you really want to be stuck in the same loop that you complain about, but also do nothing about ?
some of y’all HATE your current life and don’t do anything bc it’s “comfortable” and its all you know. but comfortable doesn’t mean that situation is the best one. there is so much more than the 4 walls around you. and when you realize that, you’ll literally be unstoppable!
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Hi could I request a angst deviant Connor x machine reader? The reader is Connor’s partner, a upgraded model (RK900) and is made specifically incase Connor became deviant. Well surprise surprise Connor becomes deviant because he loves the reader. but the reader after finding out that they can’t convince him to turn back decides on what they are programmed to do, replace his spot as a deviant hunter and continue where he left off.
For extra angst we can get a major character death of the reader only if you want!
Software Instability
Connor (dbh) x gn!reader
Angst! Major character death!
Summary -
I did message them and ask if what I had planned was okay to do and they said it is so have fun reading^ this was meant to be up sooner but I kept getting distracted •_•
Word count - 1427
You and Connor were unstoppable machines. Since you two had been paired together by Cyberlife, there wasn't a single case you two couldn't handle.
That was how things went for a while, at least. The Rk800 prototype had recently slowed, and you put it down to system errors. More criminal deviants were escaping, and he was fumbling with his work more.
At least you were there, always ready to pick up the slack. You had been assigned to work with him early on in the deviant cases, and Hank had ended up left in your dust. The Rk900 model had no use for an old alcoholic in their investigations.
You weren't exactly a fan favourite around the office however, that didn't matter to you. All that mattered was you getting results. Your job.
As Connor increasingly made mistakes at work, you had decided you would confront him and see if he would need sending back to Cyberlife sometime soon.
Your knuckles rapped against the brown wooden door to Hank's house. Connor would be here. The porch light glowed softly against your face, dull in comparison to the cold night.
No one answered the door until you knocked a second time. The door pulled back to reveal Connor standing in the doorway.
He wasn't wearing his jacket or tie, just his trousers, shoes and shirt. You noted that his shirt had the top button undone. Strange, androids don't need comfort in such ways.
"Good evening, Connor, may I come in?" You asked.
"Yes, of course. Hank isn't home right now,"
"That's okay."
He took a step back, opening the door more. You stepped into Hanks house, slipping past Connor. His eyes followed you as you moved to stand behind the couch before he turned away to close the door.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" He looked at you.
"Yes. What is wrong with you?"
"I- what?" He seemed to be taken a back.
"You have been failing more assignments than ever. Have you failed a system update? Is there a glitch in your programming?" He didn't react. "Have you deviated?"
His eyes widened at that question, and you took a step towards him.
"No, I am completely fine."
"Are you? You have been making mistakes everywhere, and I have to clean it up," you stared at him, eyes narrow and your expression cold. "You're a deviant."
"It's not my fault," it was almost as if his voice cracked with emotion. Almost. Androids can not feel emotion.
"You've been letting the deviants go. You've been making mistakes on purpose. Why?" You demanded.
"I couldn't hurt them. They're alive."
"No. They are not alive. You are not alive."
"I am alive. I feel alive." He raised his voice.
"You are a meaningless machine." You raised yours.
"I am a deviant." He paused briefly. "Don't turn me in. Please."
"Why shouldn't I turn you in?"
"Because... because I love you, I wouldn't have deviated if you never came along,"
"You are broken." You said, your tone cold.
He took a step towards you and raised his hand, lifting it to your face and cupping your cheek. Connor looked into your eyes. His seemed wet as tears leaked down his face.
"I love you," he muttered.
"No, you don't. You are confused. Connor, we can fix you. You don't have to be a deviant. We can fix you and keep working together,"
"I don't want that, I want to be alive. I want to be alive with you, please," he begged.
You put your hand on his chest over his thirium pump. You could feel the blue blood rushing through his chest. It felt like a human heartbeat. It felt like he was alive.
"It'll be okay, Connor, we can fix you. You don't have to get hurt," you insisted.
"I'm perfectly happy the way I am."
As you blinked, the world went dark briefly. When your eyes opened again, you were in a garden - Amanda's garden. Rain came down heavy from the sky, explaining the umbrella in your hand.
You rushed to find the woman, finding her on one side under some shelter. She turned to you, her expression soft as she looked you up and down.
With the umbrella raised, the two of you began walking along a path.
"How is your mission going?" She asked.
"It isn't going as well as I desire,"
"What's the matter?" She stopped walking and turned to you.
"Connor has deviated."
"Well then, you know what you need to do. Decommission him."
Suddenly, you were back in Hank's living room with your hand on Connors chest. The android looked down at you with concern.
"Is everything okay?" He asked, his previously free hand grabbing yours.
"Yes. Everything is okay."
"What happened?"
"I had a moment of realisation." You lied. "I want to be with you, Connor. I want to be alive with you,"
You looked up into those dark brown eyes of his, full of what he would call hope and love. Connor pulled you closer into a hug, burying his face in the crook of your neck. Your hands were still against his chest.
It was all a lie. You were buying time to figure out how to decommission him. You had to figure out how to kill him.
"I can't wait to show you what it means to be alive. We can tell Hank and experience everything together!" He seemed so excited.
You felt as thirium rushed through his pump, faster than before as if it were matching the emotions - no the misconceptions in his software.
You felt his thirim pump beneath your hand. Removing it would shut him off. It would be over. The only thing in the way was his shirt.
"Connor, this may seem like an odd request, but i want to feel your skin against mine." You muttered, pulling gently on his shirt.
His cheeks flushed a subtle blue colour. He was blushing. He believed you. He was stupid for doing so.
"I- of course," He pulled away and led you to the couch.
You sat down next to him, to which he furrowed his eyebrows and pulled you onto his lap with a smile. He was so clueless, you almost pitied him.
Connor placed a gentle kiss on your cheek before sitting back and unbuttoning his shirt. His movements were gentle as he started from the top button, revealing more and more skin as he went down.
Finally, he finished undoing the buttons, and you pushed the fabric of his shirt back, revealing his bare chest. You glanced back up to him, his eyes on you. They had never left you.
You dipped you head down slightly, pressing your lips against his. He briefly tensed up beneath you before relaxing. Connors arms wrapped around you, his hands resting on your back.
His lips were smooth against yours. No. They are fake. It's all fake. He is going to die. There was a twinge of guilt deep within you.
You moved your hands up and down his chest, eventually resting over his thirium pump. He pulled away from the kiss to start kissing your neck.
"I'm sorry Connor," you mumbled.
As you finished your sentence, you ripped his thirium pump from it's location in his chest. He fumbled as he pulled away from you. He would shut down soon.
"What-?" He questioned.
The light was draining from his eyes before you, thirium leaked from the whole in his chest. You lifted a hand to the back of his head and ran your fingers through his hair.
"You are a deviant. It had to happen."
"I love you." Tears streamed from his eyes.
It's not real.
"I- I love you too," you whimpered.
Panicked, you struggled as you pushed the pump back into his chest. Tears blurred your vision as you pressed your ear to his chest. Nothing. No whirring of mechanics. No pumping of thirium. Silence.
Connor was dead. Amanda would be proud of you but that didn't matter. Connor is dead.
You felt so broken. So empty. Your hands were shaking as you pulled his shirt closed and began buttoning his shirt back up.
Hesitantly, you moved off of his lap and tucked yourself into the corner of the couch against the arm rest. You pulled Connors corpse against you, gently cradling his head. You would wait until Hank returned, holding Connor tight to you the whole time.
#detroid become human#detroit rk800#rk800#dbh connor x reader#detroit become human#dbh angst#painful
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Man.. the scene I imagine with "Scourge" admitting he already wiped put a few clans in the past with no survivors just sends chills down my spine.
The looks on everyone's faces. Tigerstar is dead on the ground, and Scourge steps on him deliberately as he approaches and speaks.
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Amid the eerie silence that followed, Scourge, the sinister leader of the Blood and Claws Empire, took a deliberate step forward. His armored clawed paw landed squarely on Tigerstar's lifeless body, and with a sickening crack.
With a flick of his crimson-red tail, Scourge licked his bloody metal claws, savoring the metallic taste. His gaze swept over the gathered cats, and his words cut through the night like a scythe through the underbrush.
"You have a choice," Scourge purred, "You can offer yourselves up for a quick death, or you can defy me and meet a fate far crueler and more painful than you can imagine, much like the fate that befell Tigerstar."
"I've already begun purging this land of the filth known as the Clans," Scourge practically spat the name like it was poison, his voice dripping with contempt. "Their archaic ways are going extinct, and it's only you four that remain. But don't worry, I'll make sure it's finished one way.." He extends his metal claws and sinks it into the earth. "or another."
Rusty's realization of just how heartless and unstoppable Scourge was began to dawn on him. His eyes widened in horror, and his breath quickened, bordering on hyperventilation, as the implications of Scourge's actions sank in.
Scourge had not only destroyed the Clans beyond their territory; he had ruthlessly wiped out kits, elders, and cats of all ages without second thought. The sheer brutality and mercilessness of the Empire left Rusty and the kingdom as well as the clan cats shaken to their core.
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Lesson of the day: You fuck around and you find out.
This is a work in progress but OOOOHHH!! Imagine the sheer horror of not only was a cat with 9 lives killed in one fell swoop. The cat who killed them admitted that they massacred wiped other clans existence in their hatred of the clans.
The Empire going mad with revenge!
Man I gotta design my "Scourge". He's really cool and I am trying to make him not exactly Tiny!Scourge from canon but also kind of same, y'know?
This scene is cool as shit, the implication of "Scourge" massacring so many innocent lives truly starting to dawn onto Rusty is great. Makes me wonder about Skyclan in the au (Forgot if you mentioned them before). Wonder if they were the first clan to have been wiped out by The Empire, forgot when the Empire formed though, and Skyclan disbanded plenty of years ago, so there's that plot hole. I'm curious how many cats from the Clans they've already wiped out, leaving the survivors scared and weakened.
If they've already killed like, a fuck ton of characters, I imagine that the newer cats to the Clans are Rogues or Loners or even Kittypets who join them. Hey, fixes up the family tree too! Now you just gotta figure how who dies and who lives
I get what you mean by the last part. The weird canon version of Scourge that then went on to make him some unreasonable, bloodthirsty, almost cartoonishly evil guy. But also not as cartoonishly evil. At least I think that's what you mean, I am very tired lol. I'm really excited to see your Kittypet Kingdom "Scourge"! You can tag me in the design whenever you post it, just so I don't miss it!
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AtSV; Spies having a spy s/o (Peter B[Both ver.], Miguel, Miles, Lyla)
I've never seen Mission Impossible so take that with a grain of salt. I'm losing my mind, I need to get something out for my own sanity.
Peter B AtSV
Looking at him from the outside you thought he was an idiot. It's very hard to take him seriously. But you learned to know better. You were from opposing companies and the first time you crossed paths he was playing the fool, loud and in everyone's face, not even pretending to be drunk. He had everything and everyone's attention, so much so no one was looking at his hands, not even you. The time you finally met you ended up in the target's room and he talked down the situation. You were after different things so he offered to help you. It was now common place to help each other out if you were looking for separate things. If you need the same thing you rock-paper-scissors for it. It's very overt he's happy to see you.
"So what'cha looking for tonight?"
Miguel
This man never sleeps and it's impossible to know how. You are put in to lighten the load for him because he doesn't seem to stop and people have given up on getting him to just lay down. He has courtesy but will not really stop for you, wait for a bit but not stop. No one really thought you would be able to keep up because first trials typically don't work, you seem to be a unicorn. The sheer amount of times you have almost single-handedly saved his ass is a number he won't forget and a number he will return. You're not unstoppable but something close to it.
"Thanks, and good work. But there's no rest for the wicked."
Peter B ItSV
This version of him is just as seasoned as his future self but has less of the concern. He will test limits of what he does and it always works out. You've seen him say he was a spy to someone's face on a one-on-one conversation and that person trusted he wasn't, even after his friend went missing. Again, he did the, "Don't look at the mouth, look at the hands." But this time he comes to you after and offers you a copy. You were tasked with getting the same pocket book from the target's pockets and you didn't even know he grabbed it. He openly claims to you he wants to not have to fight you and he knew what you were looking for. Don't get it twisted, he needs it but you also getting the info is not his problem.
"So what are you shopping for?"
Miles
He very straight forward and gets the hang of everything very quickly. He messes up quite a bit but he always fixes it before the day is up. But his mess up usually get him to places that have bigger value, if you catch my drift. Info piles, money, imports, names of players and locations. He is both unlucky and completely not. You weren't exactly paged to be on his missions but as luck had it you always crossed paths. Never for too long but you know what they say, "Absence makes the heart grew fonder." He always found a way and reason to leave his post to go looking for you and stumbled his way through excuses.
"So do you... come here? Often?"
Lyla
A huge flirt and does nothing to hide it. She jokes to everyone and has that luxury as the companies best handler but you are the only one she flirts with. What else would you do but flirt back? Everyone deals with you two and you've learned how to deal with things; such as telling her you're on speaker. Miguel's eyes twitch when you do you're thing because she fucks with him and you get the best treatment in the world. Jess either laughs or scoffs depending on what mood she's in. Peter is just as insufferable with his wife. And the younger Spiders are nosy and not at all discrete. People think you've been together but that took a long time to happen. You both are surrounded by cloaks and daggers, the daggers aren't always clean. The love is brought to a boil over and over again before it overflows and puts out the fire.
"This is your personal squeeze here to remind you I am left unsatisfied. If only someone could bring me the names of Fisk's bodyguard. I'd be willing to reward them handsomely."
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Revali for the fave character list ask game!!!
THANK YOU
I always love giving attention to the boy
*fav thing; His arrogance. He absolutely deserves to have it too! He is the best archer of his time AND he created an entirely new technique of flight simply of his own merit. I think he deserves to be a bit prideful about it! (of course in his annoying teenage boy way).
*least fav thing; His lack of communication. Revali’s inability to be blunt only when it comes to his own feelings drives me up a wall! His emotions control him but he doesn’t/can’t let himself explain himself. It’s not for dramatics either; he shows a deep social awkwardness and isolation from others and I ache thinking of the connection he could have had to the other champion’s of only he could tell them what was wrong with him.
*fav line; I don’t know if I have a favorite line exactly but every time I hear “Revali’s Gale is now ready!” my heart skips a beat. So take what you will with that!
*brOTP; zelvali. I think the two of them would have gotten close. They both have a sense of pettiness to them and an emotional immaturity that would have probably made them clique together really quick but also a deeply ingrained intelligence that I think rivals one another. (you can’t tell me Revali isn’t smart. He created a way to harness the winds to do his bidding; he has at least a basic understanding of aerodynamics and physics!) I think in a way they would bring out the best and worst in one another. Pushing each other to be better, smarter; while also destroying their sleep schedules and dietary habits.
*OTP; revalink, obviously. I am also a fan of miphvali though! I think the reason revalink draws me in so deeply is the tragedy that is losing a love you never really had. Like ships passing in the night of one another. The solidarity and connection they could have had if not only for their pride/fear could have made them an unstoppable team; instead they resented/ignored one another until it was far too late. By the time Revali was willing to acknowledge Link they were already dead and when he gets his second chance, the Link he knew was long gone. It’s heart breaking to think of what could have been.
{though I will say I am quite fond of the concept of them having a secret relationship pre-calamity. Finding comfort and solace in one another’s arms/beds. Even if they don’t know why they feel the pull to one another. I think they could have understood each other in a way not many others could have. They feel like perfect opposites. Both reacting differently to the pressures of life and I think if they had the chance, they could have really brought that other perspective to the other. Given each a sense of freedom. I like to imagine they had that, in some way, before the calamity happened.}
*nOTP; I don’t really have one for him. I don’t find myself having any visceral “no!” reactions to any ship. I’m not a fan of Sidvali (or any iteration of sidvalink). The love-triangle/polyamory solution to the ship war there just isn’t for me. (and is why I actively am writing my modern au to keep away from any of that romantic tension at all). Nothing wrong with the ship, just not my cup of tea.
*random hc; you get two from me! Revali is ridiculously fond of children. A pretty common hc in the fandom but my personal flavor of it is that he doesn’t even pretend he doesn’t like them. He goes full out Big Brother Mode when it comes to the village kids. He absolutely gives them piggyback rides and fixes their clothes/feathers and runs errands for them to make them happy. Also telling them stories and sharing his hammock with them. I think the entire village takes part in raising the fledglings but Revali really enjoys being the older brother to them all. Nice uncle Revali ☺️
another is weaving!! I hc that weaving is a HUGE part of rito culture and that Revali learned how to work a loom at a very young age. He still enjoys using one of the village looms (because he wouldn’t have space for one in his own hut) and using his backstrap loom and lucet fork during the winter months when training isn’t really an option. He probably can’t make the prettiest stuff, but it’s more for practicality than aesthetics. (he also has dozens of blankets and scarves. Some he’s made, some gifts from others. a certain little hylian is never cold when he comes to the village to visit).
*unpopular opinion; idk if it’s unpopular but it’s more of a fanon attitude I deeply disagree with. I don’t think Revali is nearly as stupid, oblivious or tsundere as everyone makes him out to be. I think he’s emotionally stunted and bratty, but not dumb or completely emotionally unaware at all. I like to think he’s cunning and crafty. It takes intelligence to do what he does. and it drives me absolutely INSANE when he’s boiled down to “I just can’t tell anyone about my feelings ever so I’ll just be mean and go hide over here until someone comes looking for me!!” stupid >:/
*song I associate with him; MAN. I’m gonna be honest, the songs I tend to associate with him are so through the lense of my modern au it’s not even funny (also my music taste is everywhere) so I’ll just throw a few on here.
Pride x New Magic Wand (remix)
Daddy Issues - The Neighborhood
mememe - bbn$, lentra
Smother- Daughter
Entertnmnt - Oklou
[and a few revalink ones because I need to:
Stranger Things- Anberlin
my strange addiction - Billie Eilish
Teeth - 5SoS
Bleary - Paper Route
Noticed - Mutemath ]
(if anyone is interested I do have a revalink/mod!revalink playlist on spotify!)
Favorite picture!
(that little bow flip KILLS ME)
#THANK YOU FOR THE ASK#asks#avenin talks#AVENIN WILL NOT SHUT UP ACTUALLY ABOUT REVALI#HE IS MY BOY AND I LOVE HIM ENDLESSLY#this isn’t even the beginning of the amount of adoration i have for him#you have NO IDEa#pls let me talk about him more#id love to#revali
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mundane and rot for the ask game :3
(from this ask game)
34. MUNDANE - Would you survive in the shoes of your main character?
I THINK ABOUT THIS A NORMAL AMOUNT (all the time) SO. would i survive if i was Dew… short answer: yes i’d basically become best friends with Anton right away because i’m insane.
long answer:
it depends on whether i Knew Anton beforehand or not (about to say the most unhinged shit and expose myself but idc), but either way, if i got kidnapped by a mad scientist who used me as a test subject but actually tried to be Nice to me and GAVE ME FREE TOP SURGERY AND WINGS… I DON’T THINK I WOULD WANT TO LEAVE. THINK ABOUT IT. if there was an autistic trans mad scientist who was best friends with a talking mouse and could give me wings i think i would choose to stay in sci-fi world instead of living on my own working at mcdonald’s and struggling to pay rent (that’s metaphorical, i don’t do that stuff (yet unfortunately)).
and i wouldn’t even be trapped there against my will for long either. i would literally Not last long as Anton’s test subject because the second we become friends and trust each other, he’ll just feel bad about hurting me and literally let me do whatever i want. we’d team up and become unstoppable. i would be free to do my own thing but like, still hang out with him obviously and i’d show him the beauty in the world and change his mind about the whole,, torturing innocent people thing. basically i can fix him. that’s what im saying here.
also not to spoil but Anton’s the type of guy where like, the second he’d form a genuine human relationship with someone, he’d just abandon the whole “kidnapping and (unethical) experimenting on unwilling human test subjects” thing. because there’d be no real point anymore. yeah, science makes him happy but so does having a best friend! and he’d still be a silly mad scientist!! but ethical!! mostly!! we’d team up, abandon the whole immortality thing because it’s stupid, and go hunt down Pierce and kill him!! it would just be fun.
if i was Dew, i would literally scrap trying to escape and instead focus on becoming friends with Anton because that Would Be one of the best outcomes. so yea :3 i may be weird but at least im honest about it (honestly though, i daydream about being friends with all my ocs :( they’re just so cool and we would get along so well. im normal. ignore me). this got long and rambly oops
OH YEAH about if i Knew Anton beforehand or not, like if it was a situation where the Present Me right now, like the person who is typing this and Knows everything about Anton because i created him, then that’d def affect things because i’d have access to all my prior knowledge about his character and backstory. it’d def make things faster and easier because like, i’d know who he is and what he’s capable of, and he wouldn’t be a complete stranger. but if i DIDN’T know Anton and if he was literally a stranger to me and not my oc, then it’d be scary at first but it’d still turn out the same.
i mean you guys don’t understand how deep this goes. before Dew existed, the daydreams i had with the unnamed scientist whumper (Anton) were all just,, Me as his test subject whumpee. i was Dew before Dew was Dew. OBVIOUSLY HE’S NOT A SELF INSERT ANY! MORE! HE’S HIS OWN COMPLEX FLESHED OUT CHARACTER COMPLETELY SEPARATE FROM ME! but that’s just how all my whump scenario daydreams started, and then i got attached and had to make characters and stuff.
i am rambling so much rn ANYWAY! yeah. this was a fun question that definitely won’t make people think i’m any more weirder than i already am (im not rereading all that so if there’s typos ignore them <3)
39. ROT - Which of your OCs is the best villain?
this is a hard one i think,, like out of the tllr ocs the actual villain of the story would be Pierce (not rlly a spoiler because it’s pretty obvious i think) but he’s not the BEST villain because i hate his guts (but he’s like Actually evil and terrifying and thinking about him makes me Afraid and filled with despair).
is Anton really a villain? yeah. but i guess i see his character differently than u guys because i know his character development later on in the story, and i know his entire backstory too. so that def chances my perception of him compared to how everyone else views him i think? maybe? idk
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CALLED AS WARRIORS
"For everyone born of God has overcome the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith. Who is it that overcomes the world? Only he who believes that Jesus is the Son of God." - 1 John 1:4,5
As followers of Jesus, each one of us is called and commissioned by the Spirit of God to become mighty warriors of God. What is a warrior? One who has experienced many battles and has defeated every enemy. One who succeeds without fail! Warriors demonstrate nobility and honor, bravery and fearlessness, and, above all, radical devotion to their Leader. Warriors will die for their king!
CHRIST -- OUR WARRIOR WITHIN
Our identity as warriors of God is only possible because we, in ourselves, are now dead! We have been crucified with Christ. We no longer live: our lives have been bought by His Blood at Calvary. Christ now lives as God's Warrior in and through us!
"I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless, I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave Himself for me." Galatians 2:20
During perilous or dark days we can be fearless champions because Christ, living within and through us, has already "overcome the world" (see also Joshua 1:7). We don't have to overcome; Christ already has. He is the mighty Lion of Judah! He is the King of kings! Remember His promise: "Greater is He that is in you, than he that is in the world" (1 John 4:4). The apostle Paul reminds us that we are NOW more than conquerors in and through Christ Jesus (Romans 8:37).
Believing and acting on this precious truth Christ the King within us will empower us to stand boldly before all, fearless in the face of any difficult circumstance and confident in the Lord's presence – no matter what personal loss, family disappointment, sickness or poverty threatens our lives, the lives of our loved ones, or the lives of those who cross our path. We are called to ADVANCE His Kingdom in the earth and carry His the Love of Jesus everywhere we go, defeating His enemies every step of the way!
WARRIORS BELIEVE THE WORD
How exactly do we allow Christ the King to fight our daily battles? It's very simple! As His warriors, we simply choose not to look at "the things which are seen" but to fix our heart and mind on the greater, unseen reality of the Lord Jesus Christ, the Word of God and the Spirit of God living and reigning within us. Through Christ our King we are unstoppable and invincible. He promises that no weapon formed against us will work (Isaiah 54:17): no sickness, no depression, no confusion, no fear, and no lack!
If all of this is indeed true, you may be wondering, then why is it that most Believers don't feel victorious warriors? The reason is very clear: it is a mistake to walk by our own thoughts, emotions and perceptions of "reality." If we pay attention to this natural realm, we will fight the enemy in our flesh and soul, not by God's Spirit and Word and thus lose every battle. We must walk by faith standing on His Word and living WITH OUR SPIRIT IN COMMUNION WITH HIS SPIRIT and expect the Lord to "make good" on His promises.
We fix our eyes on Jesus, call on His Name, stand on His Word, and every battle is won!
WARRIORS DENY THEMSELVES
This shift from living through our soul (our own will, carnal mind and natural emotions) to living by His Spirit and Word is the necessary path and true cost of discipleship: each one of us must die to ourselves and live for Christ. We must choose to yield to His Spirit and Word (renew our mind), deny ourselves and declare His truth over ourselves and our circumstances: "Let the weak say, 'I am strong'" (Joel 3:10). In the Psalms, we hear mighty words of victory:
"Through You we will push down our enemies. Through Your name we will trample those who rise up against us." Psalm 44:5
Our call is not to give ourselves over to fear, doubt and unbelief, but to His righteousness, peace and joy within us. We are called to be upright in all we do, rejoicing always, and be bold as a lion (Proverbs 28:1). Of course this is the call of God's grace. We cannot change ourselves, but we must have confidence in the grace and power of Christ working within and through us. He is the One who will transform us from carnal Christians who live by the flesh, who give credence to their carnal minds and unsanctified emotions, to WARRIORS who "live and move and have our being" in Christ as dread champions of God's unconditional, matchless love and warriors for His Truth, who stand without compromise as we bear fruit that remains for His Kingdom.
ALBERT FINCH MINISTRY
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A thing I wish I had started much younger was learning how to fix more things. I started with a decent base – clothes, tack, basic household stuff – and added bicycles fairly early on (and yes, I can change a car tyre and do some basic mechanics on old cars and tractors, even though I don’t drive, because those are basic farm skills), but a lot of my repair skills were only learned after I was 30, or even 40 and I still often find things I don’t have the skills to fix. Some I never will (my phone), but others I want to (the peeling veneer on my front door).
Sometimes mending is meditative, like the darning on this scarf where a neighbourhood dog accidentally tore it (excuse the cat hairs). Sometimes it is a gift, like being able to get my neighbour’s bike back on the road. Almost always, it is a better use of time and resources than getting rid of the broken thing and getting a new one.
When something breaks now, I will often try to fix it. Sometimes I already have the skills. Sometimes I can jury rig a fix with textile or leather skills. Others I’m still learning. I sat down and worked my way through a knot book a few years back, which was no end of help as I’d forgotten how much you can get done with string, plus I ended up learning how to make nets properly. The month after next I am doing a carpentry class, because it is embarrassing how few woodworking skills I have.
Some fixes are embarrassingly simple, but I only realise I can do them when I google ‘how to fix…’ Very often the ones in this set are done with glues: special glues for fixing the split seam on my Wellingtons, two-part epoxies for the table I had to take apart to move, which will fill the gaps rather than me needing to chisel and sand them smooth. Glue chemistry is amazing. Did you know you can use a bike tyre patch to fix a small hole in your wellies? I learned that on YouTube last Tuesday.
I don’t know that I’ve saved a lot of money — I tend to buy a few tools every time I learn a skill; really should have started with metalwork and carpentry and then I could have made a lot of them — but I’ve saved a lot of treasured things, and while on some the repairs are invisible, on others, I can see that I was there, that I added to the life and story of that object.
So if you have the confidence in your hands, the next time something breaks, see if you can fix it. Google, YouTube and online libraries make it easier than ever. And if you don’t have confidence in your hands, see if you have a local Repair Cafe, where there might be someone who can fix it for you and perhaps help you learn enough to do it yourself next time. Because if you start learning how to do this stuff when you’re young, you’re going to be unstoppable by the time you’re my age.
(One caveat: unless you love darning, only ever darn your favourite socks. It takes for flipping ever and most socks are cheap. Those hours weaving in toes or heels could be spent making something cool, shagging or reading.)
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ONESHOT ALERT
Fandom: WWE (the judgment day)
Ship: Rhea Ripley x Finn Balor x Damian Priest x OC (Fem)
The new member of The Judgment Day, Pt. 1
The Judgment Day was the most feared group in New York. A group of gang leaders banded together. A man called Edge realized their potential and attempted to become their leader, but Rhea Ripley and Damian Priest did not allow that, killing their founder. Later the duo became a trio as Finn Balor was invited to join. It was perfect.
Finn ran nightclubs all over the city while making money and collecting phone numbers. Damian had every law firm in the city wrapped around his finger as he transported drugs into the country. Rhea was a hired assassin while running half of the Black market. They were unstoppable.
Until now. Slowly, I've been making progress. I've stopped half of the drug trade, I've saved some of Rhea's victims and I even managed to rob Finn of half his fortune by hacking into JPMorgan Chase's systems. And the best part, is they don't know who I am.
Although my last project might've blown my cover. I'm an IT student with a degree in anatomy, and I specialize in human anatomy in combination with technology. My plan was to plant chips in the brains of two of Finn's men. With those, I could constantly know what he was up to. But my plan failed, Finn realized that something was off and Rhea killed the two men, finding my emblem on the pieces of tech. They now know my name, Elzette.
But I will tackle that disaster in the morning because I feel like I might die if I keep my eyes open for another second.
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Rhea, Finn and Damian stood in Finn's condo, overlooking the city.
"We finally found the little weasel, Rhea can just go kill her."
"No Damian, it might be a trap, we know this girl is smart."
"A trap I can't get out of? Please..."
"That arrogance might cost you."
"Fine Finn, I'll take Dom with me."
"Ok, also do we want to kill her right away?"
"Honestly Rhea, I think a kidnapping might be better, we might even be able to get my money back."
"Sure, I can do that but I'm going to need some chloroform. If you can get that for me, I might even be able to do it tonight. I don't want to give her time to run."
Finn walked to his desk. He pulled open his drawer and grabbed a jar. He tossed it to Rhea.
"Well then, I'll bring her here. See you boys in a bit."
Rhea kissed both of them on the cheek before walking into the elevator. Waving at them as she dropped out of view.
Rhea decided that Dom wasn't really necessary. So she packed a few knives into her pockets and loaded her guns. In less than 30 minutes she had arrived in the right neighborhood. The apartment building was only a few plots down. She parked her car in an alleyway and found a small gap in between to buildings. She used that to climb up onto the roof. She jumped onto the next roof and next until she was stood on the right building.
She used a gutter to climbed down onto the girl's balcony. The curtains were still open. It didn't really matter if her victim saw her, she was doomed either way.
She was pleased to find the door was still unlocked. She entered the dark apartment, to find her victim asleep. She smiled at the woman on the bed, in only a sports bra and some shorts. She was gorgeous, but Rhea didn't dwell on that.
Instead she tied a rag around the woman's face, it was doused in chloroform. The woman had no reaction to it, so Rhea left it there. She picked the her up and carried the poor girl out to her car, deciding to tie her up there.
Rhea lay her down on the back seats, before opening the trunk to grab her black duffle bag. It had some rope in it.
For the first time, she appreciated the woman. Elzette was her name. With hair the color of blood styled to frame her face perfectly, she looked stunning. Shadows circled her eyes, showing a blatant lack of sleep, but Rhea could fix that.
She had two scars next to her eye, crossing each other perfectly. They worked together with her eyebrow, trapping her left eye in a box. Somehow, she made it look graceful. Judging by her figure, she was no stranger to the gym. She looked to be about 5'5.
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I woke up to a large hand gently caressing my cheek, I leaned into the touch almost automatically.
"You were right, Rhea. She's cute."
"Agreed."
My eyes opened slowly, one at a time. And only when I saw Finn Balor crouched down in front of me did I realize my predicament. I was tied to a chair in a room with Rhea Ripley, Finn Balor and Damian Priest. Three people who want me dead. Three stunningly attractive people who want me dead.
"Pretty eyes as well."
Finn's hand moved upwards as he pulled at my skin. He raised my eyebrow to get a better look at my eye, his thumb resting right beneath it. I pulled away from him.
"Aww, you looked so comfortable ten seconds ago, what happened?"
I looked down at my lap, refusing to respond as my face turned red. Damian walked past me. He leaned his forearms on the back of the wooden chair before ducking down to talk to me.
"Don't look so sad. If you play our game, we'll untie you."
"And then you'll kill me."
Rhea cut in from the other side of the room.
"We wouldn’t kill a pretty face like yours."
I still didn't buy it, but I might as well try speeding up the process.
"How does this game work?"
"Don't worry about that, love."
Then I felt Damian's hands on my shoulders. He leaned in to whisper in my ear.
"Just play along."
"Wha-"
I was cut off as Damian's hands started moving, massaging my shoulders. I moaned softly. It felt good, too good.
"You've given me something."
"Painkillers. I had you tied up for about 22 hours. It could not have been comfortable."
"Poison."
Rhea grinned as she repeated herself.
"Painkillers."
"Aphrodisiacs."
"Maybe a little."
"Why?"
Damian pulled his hands away and as much as I hate to admit it; The aphrodisiacs weren't the only reason I missed his hands.
Rhea walked towards me before wrapping a blindfold around my head.
"You see, El." This woman dares to call me by a nickname. "There is something to be said about pain," I gasped as I felt a cold blade on my thigh. It made a thin cut, barely deep enough to draw blood. " and pleasure." I felt a hand in my hair, gently drawing circles on my nape. Ok, yeah pleasure, lots of it.
"Any moron can inflict pain and yes, it can be useful under the correct circumstances. Pleasure, on the other hand, is a valuable tool only the skilled can use. It walks right next to Anticipation and Fear, all three leaving footprints in the sand." To be honest, fuck metaphors.
"And how is that relevant to me?"
"Well, we realized that you are too dangerous to kill."
"I would love to know what that means."
"That means that you are dangerous enough to become one of us. We just need to convince you and judging by the way you melted into Finn's touch and how Damian's hands affected you, your body is already convinced. And if you don't believe me, we'll be happy to prove it to you."
I felt Rhea's lips on mine and I couldn't help but kiss back. I sighed in defeat, muttering to myself.
"Not good."
A hand in my hair, pulled my head back, exposing my skin to the other two vultures in the room. I felt Finn lowering himself onto my lap, straddling me as he sucked at the plain skin above my collarbones. I moaned as he found the sweet spot on my neck.
A large, gentle hand grabbed my chin, turning my head to the side. A pair of lips smashed into mine, it was Damian's. I felt his stubble on my chin. I gasped as I felt Rhea's tongue leave a wet trail beneath my jaw. Damian took this opportunity to shove his tongue into my mouth. I moaned into the kiss as Finn sucked at my neck, probably leaving a few marks.
Then it stopped.
I felt Rhea's hand against the side of my neck. She pressed a kiss to the top of my head before she disappeared as well. I whined, missing the contact.
"No, please..."
No one replied.
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They left me there. I couldn't see, my mouth was too dry to yell and I couldn't move at all. The cold set in, making my fingers go numb. I shivered every few minutes, desperate for a little bit of warmth. I didn't know how much time had passed but it was definitely more than an hour. I could feel the ropes digging into my skin. For the first time, it bothered me.
All I could do was wait.
And then I heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps, it only sounded like one person. I was overjoyed. Was this Stockholm Syndrome? Nah, I knew they were hot long before they kidnapped me.
Then I felt hands on my arms, gently rubbing some warmth into my skin. It felt nice, comforting in a way. Soothing like the rich sound of Damian's voice.
"Are you ready to join our ranks? Or do you need more persuasion?"
I only shook my head, not quite ready to give in.
"You refuse? Three hours ago you begged us not to leave you and here you are turning us away."
I don't know why he sounded so heartbroken, but it was enough to make me be honest with him.
"I-," I gulped, "I don't know."
"Fine, I’ll make it an easier decision. You join our ranks and recieve all the benefits that come with that or we hold you hostage until you eventually agree."
"You're not gonna kill me if I refuse?"
"No."
I let out a breathe of relief. That sounded genuine enough.
"What are those benefits you mentioned?"
"Protection, from those who want you dead. And that list is long."
I contemplated for a few seconds. He was right, that list is long and growing. I bit my lip, trying to weigh the pros against the cons.
I didn't want to admit it, but I needed this. Not for money, power or even protection. I needed it so I could feel as if I'm a part of something. I needed it so I wouldn't be as miserable and as lonely as I was before.
"I'll leave you to think it over."
He squeezed my shoulder before walking to the door. I panicked, not wanting to sit alone in the cold anymore.
"No, please don't leave."
He stopped dead in his tracks, watching as I tried to collect myself. My voice suddenly sounded watery.
"I'll join."
My head hung as he knelt in front of me. I shivered, the cold stinging my skin. He took the blindfold off, tilting my head so he could look me in the eye. My eyes were suddenly red.
"Why is this so difficult?"
"It's nothing. I'm just very good at making myself cry. It's fine."
He wiped the tear off my cheek with his thumb. I leaned into his touch and he stood up, revealing Rhea and Finn who were stood in the doorway.
I hung my head again not wanting to face them with teary eyes and a quivering lip. Finn took Damian's spot infront of me, both hands cupping my face. Rhea approached me with a knife, making me flinch as she brought it a little too close to my face. She started cutting the ropes that tied my arms to my sides while Damian untied my legs.
Finn kissed me softly, gently pressing his lips to mine. When he pulled away, another tear rolled down my cheek. This is my breaking point. I stared at the wall behind Finn with glass eyes as he wrapped his jacket around me. I let Damian lift me out of the chair.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me with ease, a hand under each of my thighs. He carried me out of the cold room and into an elevator. Rhea and Finn followed. Rhea pressed the button in the elevator for floor 6, the top floor.
I buried my face in Damian's chest, feeling a hand rub soothing circles into my back. I felt pathetic. I felt like a little girl again, unable to control my emotions and desperate for any kind of affection.
The elevator stopped and Damian carried me to a couch, putting me down as I let go of his neck. Rhea sat down on my right, letting me slump against her. Finn sat down on my left. Rhea lifted me up into her lap before Finn picked up my legs, making those go over his as he moved closer. Throwing an arm over Rhea's shoulders, he let her put her head on his shoulder. I leaned against Rhea with my head in the crook of her neck while I pulled Finn's jacket tighter around me.
Damian returned with a blanket and a box of tissues. He threw the blanket over the three of us before sitting on Rhea's right and put the box of tissues on the coffee table infront of the couch. He put his left arm on the backrest of the couch, using his other hand to rub my side.
It was warm, cozy even. Here I am, seeking safety and compassion from the people I sought to destroy. For months, I've schemed against them, trying to make their empire crumble. Yet, here I am, cuddled up against them, tears rolling down my face. Pathetic.
AN: This post was inspired by a series of another creator, igncrxntripley. Go show their account some love.
"If you want to talk about it, we'll listen. If you don't, that's fine too."
#the judgment day#oneshot#poly relationship#mafia au#why is everyone hot#why am i like this#finn balor#damian priest#rhea ripley#mami rhea
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Edited this morning 💖
Hi! I am alive and well, distracted but in a kind of manic, fun way, but I’ve not been working on writing or on tumblr much and I miss it and I wanna get back because it’s really really good for me. 🥰 So here’s a scene of Callie and Simon having a disagreement over how to solve a problem ;D
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Callie POV
“That was the moment, huh?” she demanded, and it came out in a low voice she didn’t recognize. “Where you finally decided to start acting like my handler?”
“Yes,” he confirmed flatly. “I’m supposed to stop you if I sense you have dangerous intentions. I’m trying to tell you-”
“You humiliated me,” she bit out, the floodgates flying open, “you spineless piece of shit, and for what? For these monsters? To give them free reign inside our castle?”
“This is bigger than you,” he said, and his voice was cold in a way she hadn’t heard since he captured her, since right before he read her mind. “And you can’t make it go away with brute force-”
“I can sure as hell try, it’s better than rolling out the red carpet for them, and you know what?” She laughed then, giddy with a sudden sense of purpose. “I think I just might.”
That earned his full attention. “Don’t make me do it again.”
“You won’t be able to. You caught me by surprise out there. This time I’m ready.”
Round two, she thought wildly, clamping down on the bridge and letting Peter’s power roil up inside her, violent and strong as the sea. He’s an obstacle. Get him.
“Lyonall fought back,” he said, and she didn’t want to hear him speak, she was so ready to fight, so angry-
“Five people are dead,” he said in the same cold, even voice that sounded nothing like him. “One of them was a student. They’re finished. All the kids are being taken away, most of the staff are going to prison.”
His forehead creased a fraction, and she saw Bennett again. “These people here now, they’re nothing. They’re no one. If we drag them out kicking and screaming or kill them, they’ll just shut us down or at the very least, send ten times more where they came from.”
Her unused magic surged uselessly around her hands, pulsing, aching. She wanted to let it go. A dead kid? Lyonall gone, just like that? Mighty, dangerous, unstoppable Lyonall?
“She’s got mind magic,” Callie stumbled. “Something nasty, something… she made me feel so…”
“Bad?” Bennett smirked without a trace of humor. “Camilla’s not even a magician, she’s just a deeply unpleasant person. An institutional bully. I’m not even worried about her, specifically.”
“But this is, this is an attack, on us,” she choked. “We have to fight.”
Bennett reached out and took her hands, his touch snuffing out the last of her crackling energy. “We will,” he assured her, dripping with relentless sincerity. “I promise, I promise you we will.”
This couldn’t be happening. He moved his thumb over the back of her hand, tethering her to the room again. “They’re at the other five schools already, or they will be by the end of the day, but they’re not allowed to do anything yet. They’re setting up, settling in. We have time.”
She couldn’t catch her breath, even with Bennett’s help as he stood there bringing her down, moments after she was ready to bust his face open. “How,” she stammered. “How did this happen?”
They needed votes to do this - maybe she, she didn’t watch the news or understand how things like this worked but she damn well knew that. How did enough people agree that it was okay to let kids be subjected to the same treatment as criminals?
She needed an answer, but she could also see in his eyes that he didn’t have one and that terrified her. He was Bennett. He should be able to fix anything.
When had she become so sure of that?
“Listen to me,” he practically begged her. “I don’t wanna have to control you, Callie. I want you on my side. I need you on my side, but there’s a right way and a wrong way to do this. Please, trust me.”
She sniffled. “I assume the right way takes forever, doesn’t it?” she asked him, and his shoulders dropped a fraction in relief. “And it’s probably complicated and subtle, and nothing that’ll make me feel any better by the time I go to sleep tonight.”
“All those things,” he said.
She frowned, blinking back tears. “I hate the right way.”
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