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againstacecilia · 2 years

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Randon

Pairing: Din Djarin x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Rating: 18+ to be safe

Warnings: Slight mention of oral (m receiving), emotional again in a couple ways lol. Also, don't come after me for the overly perfect relationship reader has with her parents, and DEF don't read into what that says about me lololol.

A/N: This is not a drill, we have some feelings starting, folks! Reader faces some people here and we get into the next arc in the next chapter. 👀 Props as always to the incredible human that is @creatively-analytical for beta help. 💖 Asks are always open!!

The landing on Randon was smooth. Your planet, situated in the Mid Rim, was a small one and perfect for unassuming people living unassuming lives. You had lead one of those unassuming lives until only a few weeks ago, when you found out your fiance had taken a bounty hunting job and ran away. In the days since, you had waivered between extreme sadness and clarity on how you wanted your life to change. Now, the only thing you were feeling was trepidation.

“I have to go meet Tonis, want to meet back here tomorrow morning?” Mando asks on the walk into town. Your feet feel like lead and grow heavier with each step closer to the conversations you’ll have to have today.

“Could we meet back tonight? I don’t want to stay here any longer than I have to.”

“I’ve got some things I need to take care of before we leave and need some time.”

“Okay,” you say, resigned. “I’ll meet you here first thing tomorrow morning.”

You go with him to see with Tonis, hoping that having the conversation with him first will warm you up for talking to your family. Luckily, it goes fairly well. He’s shocked that Arlon just left you the way he did, but one look at Mando tells him you’re telling the truth. If you didn’t know better, you thought you could feel some sort of anger flowing off Mando as you recounted to Tonis your meeting with Arlon. But that couldn’t be right, so you shrug it off.

Leaving Mando and Tonis to figure out whatever Guild business they have, you exit the cantina and angle your way toward your parents’ home. They live in an apartment in the center of town, right above the art store you frequented as a kid. You take your time meandering through the streets and memories flood your mind: The first time you rode a bike, running home from school with a good report card to show your parents, sneaking out as a teenager to meet up with friends at night… Before you know it, you’re standing at the door to their apartment, the wooden stairs leading to your childhood home stretching before you.

“You can do it.” Mando’s voice says behind you.

You jump, not having heard him walk up behind you. Turning to face him, you reach up and nudge his shoulder. “Scared the shit out of me, Mando.”

He chuckles, “Sorry.”

Taking a breath, you turn and ring the bell. It echoes through the open window upstairs, the same little tune from years before. You turn to thank Mando only to find that he’s disappeared again, impossibly quiet for being covered in pounds of shining metal.

The sound of the door opening snaps your focus back in front of you and there stands your mother. A little shorter than you, her greying hair is pulled into a high ponytail and a headband secures the shorter hairs in the front. You got her eyes, and looking into them now is like seeing into your future. Little laugh lines crinkle as she smiles at you and she spares no time pulling you in for a hug.

“Oh sweetheart, I’m so glad you’re back safe!” she squeezes you tightly before pulling away. “Did you find Arlon?”

Your stomach twists uncomfortably. “I did. Can we go inside? I need to talk to you and Dad.”

Her face drops, but she nods and leads you up the stairs, closing the door behind you. Your dad is already in the living room, putting his book down as soon as he sees it’s you.

“It’s so good to see you,” he says, taking you into his arms. You bury your face in his chest, fighting the tears choking you.

“It’s good to see you both too. I have a lot I need to tell you.” You ask them both to sit down, planting yourself in a chair across from them.

“I found Arlon,” you begin. Your dad looks relieved but your mom puts her hand on his knee.

“There’s more though, isn’t there?” she asks.

You nod. “He… He didn’t want to be found.” Through tears and anger, you relay everything that’s happened over the last few weeks; from finding Arlon to training with Mando and, finally, your plans for your future.

“I’ve worked so hard on being this perfect person, but I don’t even know who that person is. I don’t know how to look at myself in the mirror and love the person looking back at me. I need to know what it means to be me.”

Your mom has silver lining her eyes, but she’s smiling at you. Your dad stands and comes around the table to kneel next to your chair.

“We are so proud of you,” he takes your hand. “We’ve always known you were capable of everything you set your mind to. Arlon was never the right man for you.”

“What do you mean?” your gaze bounces between your parents, not fully grasping what your father is saying.

“What we mean,” your mother begins, “is you need to find yourself. You said it yourself, you worked every day to be the perfect person. The thing is, you were always being what you thought other people thought perfection was. Who do you want to be?”

You laugh, relief flooding your soul. “I don’t know yet, but I think I know how to find out.”

“Does it have to do with this Mandalorian you mentioned?” your father asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Dad,” you laugh, shaking your head, “Mando is just someone helping me find my way. I’m not even sure how long he’ll put up with me.”

“Well, whoever this man is, I hope he’s treating you right,” your mother says, standing up and walking over to you. She kisses the top of your head and your father squeezes your hand.

“He is. He’s already helped me more than I deserve.”

Your father goes back to the couch and looks at you intensely. “Honey, you deserve every ounce of love and support in the Galaxy. You always have.” Your mother nods, squeezing your shoulder.

You continue the conversation with your parents into the evening. They promise to tell Arlon’s parents what happened, promising you that it wasn’t a problem that you weren’t going to be the one to talk to them. The night is filled with laughter and reminiscing, and more quickly than you imagined it draws to an end.

“Do you have to leave tonight?” your mother asks, washing the evening’s dishes.

You take the plate she hands you, drying it and putting it in the cupboard. “I do, we need to get going on whatever Mando needs to catch up on after helping me the last few weeks.” You felt bad for lying to them, but you needed to get out. You knew where Mando had left the Crest and spending the night there alone felt like a better idea than lingering here for any longer.

“We’re going to miss you, kiddo,” your father says, bringing the last dishes in from the living room. He takes the towel from you and wraps you in another hug.

“I’m going to miss you too, Dad,” you hug him back. He lets you go and you move to your mom, hugging her as well. “I love you, Mom.”

“I love you so much. Please let us know you’re okay when you can.”

“I will, I promise.” When you pull away, she puts her hand on your jaw.

“We really are very proud of you,” she whispers, patting your cheek.

“Thank you, Mom.” You look at both of them, “I love you both.”

They give you a small bag of food and clean clothes and see you to the door. You step out into the street and start walking in the direction fo the Crest. You turn one last time, looking at your parents. They wave and you wave back, then continue on your way.

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Mando had been right. Talking with your parents and telling them what had happened gave you closure you hadn’t fully realized you needed. As you left the town and started walking the path to the ship, you were amazed at how light you felt. Your future was clear to you; you just needed time and space to figure out who you wanted to be. And you had so many options! Did you want to be a bounty hunter, like Mando? Did you want to learn more about art and use those skills to build your life somewhere bigger? For the first time, you felt opportunity before you and it didn’t scare you. It excited you.

With a spring in your step, you approach the Crest. Climbing the ramp to the outer door on the side of the ship, you punch in the code you’d seen Mando use to open it. The interior was dim, but you’d spent enough time inside to know how to find your way to your cot in the low light. Dropping your bag on your cot, you hear thunking and rustling from the cockpit.

“Mando?” you call out, taking off your coat and putting it on top of your bag. When he doesn’t respond, you move toward the ladder and climb.

Peeking your head over the landing you see the dark cockpit. The only light coming in is through the windows, a full moon illuminating just enough to see the silhouettes of two people. Mando’s trademark helmet gleamed in the moonlight and, as your eyes adjusted, you could see him standing over a kneeling form. The second person moves back and forth at his waist and…

Oh no, you thought, scurrying silently as possible back down the ladder. Your face burns with the embarrassment of seeing something so private, and another emotion you can’t quite place…

You think as little about it as possible as you grab your jacket and bag and race out of the ship. You make the trip back to town in record time, honing straight in on your parents’ apartment. Before you know it, you’re once again knocking on their door.

The light in the stairway turns on and you see the outline of your father come down the stairs. He opens the door and says with a smile, “Back so soon?”

“Hey Dad, looks like Mando won’t be ready to leave until the morning. Can I crash here?”

“Like you even need to ask, this is still your home, kiddo.” He steps aside to let you up the stairs. Your mom is standing on the landing in her pyjamas.

“Hi honey, everything okay?”

“Yep!” you chirp, “I get an extra night so I thought I’d come back and spend it with you guys.”

“Of course!” She leads you to your old room and opens the door. They’d converted it to a guest room when you had moved out, but always made it clear it would always be yours, first and foremost. The bed is slightly bigger than it had been when you were living here, but the soft pastels of the walls are the same. A bouquet of fresh flowers sits on the bedside table and the curtains sway in a light breeze from the open window.

“Thanks, Mom,” you put your bag down next to the bed and pull softer clothes out to sleep in. The buttery-soft shorts and top slide over your fingers and smell like home.

“If you need anything, just let us know. When are you heading out in the morning?”

“Pretty early,” you respond, “I’ll wake you guys up before I go.”

“Please do.” She kisses your cheek. “Sleep well, love.”

As you change and get ready for bed, what you saw in the Razor Crest plays in your mind. You weren’t sure who the other person was with Mando, but you were pretty positive about what you saw. It was obvious, now, what he “needed to take care of” before you left. Laying in bed, surrounded by the sights and smells of home, you felt a very unfamiliar emotion: jealousy.

Of course, there was no reason for you to be jealous. Mando was nothing romantic to you. When you met him, you were engaged to another man. He was a teacher more than anything, and had agreed to show you the ways of traveling and self-defense so you could eventually leave and be out on your own. Your relationship had an expiration date and he was more than free to do whatever he liked with his life. You fall into an uneasy sleep, mirroring the last night you’d spent on Randon all those weeks ago.

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tartetatincookiez · 1 month

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hi welcome to my cookie run sideblog. i am an enjoyer of tarte tatin cookie

my main is @time-was-over where i just reblog and say randon shit.

ok bye

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lower-management · 7 months

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If I learnt one thing from God that is to randonize shit when I'm not in the mood to/can't think

Just know that every single day in which I am too busy to care no matter how important the decisions I had to make were they were most likely done by rolling a die. I'm not joking

#Ask Beelzebub #Good omens #GO #rp account #Good omens rp

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blondrichclosetwitch · 2 months

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Horse:god tree 2/3/17

Do you want me to light some protection incense, first?

(she starts to prepare resins and pummeling dragons blood with the mortar & pestle)

Incense is burning. So……jakk came to me last night while he was at work, after he saw the picture. Was he trying to say something specific?

Was it something positive?

(transmission)

I’m getting that it’s “yes, he’s out of the woods”

Is that correct? Is that correct? Is that right?

Were those the right things to send him? Was katie right? ~~These are the axes. ~~

And so his message to me then was..that we’re out of the woods. Is that what it was?

Ok Horse, here we go again: Blond is pregnant.

Yes.

Jakk is the chef of saam bar?

In present time?

Yes.

Blond is due to miscarry..when she’s 24 weeks, is that correct? And that is april 17th? And part of the connection of that is ….that it’s one month short of our due date.

Are these things that i’m making up in my head?

(transmission)

“This is her karma.”

And part of the way that jakk can hear me is Random has been working with him. Part of the tie has been telling him the story of Nusch and Katie has been working with him, and he somehow went and got a magic wand…is that true?

So he knows how to use it, and he knows how to conjure me up basically? Like he knows how to see me. And so when i have the pendulum on me, he can see me. Is that what it is?

So should i have a conversation with random and ask him specifics? Plus Myrth is there now. And even though Myrth was upset with me for disrespecting Ma Elring, I bet since she transitioned Randon has told her about all the hard work I’ve been doing. And she. And she would probably help.

So what Jakk was trying to say is that we’re moving out of the woods.

(transmission)

So Blond can’t attack me during the night anymore… Is that correct? 36:09

She can’t get to me.

(yawns) I want to lay down a little longer. Let’s lay down till 8. Can we do that? They woke me up early: it wasn’t my intention.

(Looks out the window)Oh, it’s pretty out, it’s gonna be a nice day. (She prepares for sleep, pause in tape)

So you were trying to get my attention? Well you got it. Is everything ok?

Can you make my stomach stop hurting then?

Ok, thank you.

So jakk’s message last night, the reason he was trying to contact me after i sent him the picture of me, was because….he was saying we’re out of the woods is that it?

And that’s why he got the 10 of cups.

So now he’s united with me, emotionally. And we just have to stay strong and know we have this.

Does he believe in God now?

Does he believe in you? Cause i know he didn’t…really have a belief system before. I’m sure this has turned his world upside down..to learn, like, his wife is doing spells..and past lives..and all this shit, you know? Is he talking to his..(incredulous) is he talking to his mother?

And the baby of course. (exhales) still hurts. The spiritual baths are helping me, right? So what was that dream…..(dropping it) ok so we just need to keep doing what we’re doing…

(transmission) and even if Blond is home, we need to, i need to have sex with him…right? And i just can connect better with him in the morning that i can in the evening. And i have to say my prayers at night.

And you want me to say them three times each? The psalm 91 3 times, the cord cutting three times, and you like that i’m going through the psalm of psalms? And you want me to go back to doing the full 10 commandments….i was really tired last night though. I think it was from the communication with him. I think i got confused and really fatigued. I wasn’t really clear on what happened there.

Can you explain it to me?

I feel like it gave me doubt. It gave me major doubt that it was *him*, and…you know? And then i felt bad about sending him a picture.

(fakekatie told me that psychic jakk needed a picture of me for sexy time, and told me which one to send him~~however we hadn’t texted in months because PJ insisted it wasn’t safe, so it felt risky)

And so the doubt made me …extremely sleepy. But then i did the cards, and i was like, wait this is right. But i’m stronger during the day than i am at night. So i have to do most of my work during the day.

And the tree, …..is there something i’m supposed to ask the tree to do? Oh man i wish i knew what it was? If it’s the tree of life, is it in the notebook did the man write it in the notebook? Wait let’s go look. Cause if it’s the Tree of Knowledge…(goes to notebook, going through pages)

(starts reading bible quotations)

Feel the roots feel the breath… (this is part of a holy text prayer to keep away evil, considered one of the most protective prayers that exists according to this theologian up in westchester)

Should i say that three times to the tree? God spoke and all iscreated and God breathed life into the soul.

Do you want me to say all that or just the feel the roots etc? You want me to say that three times, before we start?

Holy shit, so what you want me to do…..we play the first song, i pause it….and i say while we’re against the tree, (she speaks the entire prayer)

I’ve got it.

And it’ll take me somewhere, it’ll flow through me. And when i do this, can Jakk feel it? Ok i’m into it, let’s do it.

Will we still have to wait until april 17th?

But we will feel each other more.

(putting on coat)

Um, anything else?

Tell me.

I’m trying to do everything. I’m praying, i’m doing baths. I know i need to keep the house cleaner.

“Chant”? I will.

“Calm down”? (laughs) ok.

I’m trying to call my mother.

(transmission)

Don’t worry about my dad? Ok. His email was hard. (sighs) it was hard. It hurt.

(transmission)

Jakk loves me.

(transmission)

I can calm down. (smiles at that)

(transmission) yeah, your psalms are…i’m learning. I’m enjoying…reading them. I could use more energy.

I mean i’m honestly not drawn to the drugs.

I miss smoking weed, if we’re going to be honest. But i don’t really have time or space for that you know. Part of the reason i like drugs is because they allow you …but i don’t have the mind capacity for that because things are too stressful..but it is good when katie pushes me to let go, and go for a walk, that’s really good.And we listen to music and talk, that’s good.

Is High Maintenance going to work out?

That’s good, i’m glad to hear that.

I would like more energy.

(asking for daddy’s permission voice) do you think we could treat ourselves to dinner tonight? I know money’s tight but….am i going to get gifted a client i can trust soon? That would help. Like Petah. Should i write some of the clients i love and tell them what’s happening and say i’m only seeing the clients that i trust?

Pondering all that. I’m gonna go do the tree. It’s been nice to talk to you. You are Almighty. I’ll clean things up today. If you could send me a couple clients i trust…..

(transmission) you’re right, you’re totally right. “Working five days a week is wrong”.

I’ll talk to you later have a good day, do your thing (laughs at self) ok bye.

(End of tape)

NR 79 2/3/17

(sirens in the distance.)

(sweetly)Hi. How are you?

(annoyed) why is she home?

(transmission)

“Morning sickness”?

Trying to make sure we don’t get any alone time.

I think i figured out what you were saying last night. I think what you were saying was….so wait, are you actually…so you have a magic wand. Is that correct.

Yes. (laughs) ohhhhh, i figured something out. Good. Wait, i’m burning the vegetables. I can smell them. (she rushes to the kitchen and comes back) can you smell them burning?

I need to get some different pictures of you.

So are you actually in here? Like, in the apartment? Instead of me looking at a frame…you’re actually in here. Like the way katie is actually in here. But to focus my energy i look at a picture. But you’re actually in the apartment, in a sense. Even tho i’m looking at a picture of you to focus on you, you’re here. So where would you be? Oh i watched the video i made you, last night, in rome. They say you watch it alot. Do you watch it alot?

Yeah?

It’s a good video. I’m very happy. Even though i had just started my psychic opening and i was a little..crazy. I was a little…i was very happy. Like for example where in here are you…if you’re here? Let’s pick..are you in a certain place? Are you standing on the floor?

So you’re standing in front of me, the way Katie will stand in front of me. Got it. So you’re standing in front of me, right over there (points) got it.

So the thing that i think you were telling me last night from talking to the Horse spirit and the God spirit is that you were telling me that we were out of the woods….after i sent you the picture. Is that what you were telling to say? That we are out of the woods. Is that correct? Did i get it? Did seeing that picture of me help? And reading the axes? And then i drew cards for us last night and your card was the 10 of cups, which is the sign of happiness and happy ever after. And the translation i got form the spirits was that you feel secure, and basically all we have to do is hold on to each other and we’re gonna be okay.

Does that feel good to you? Does that feel right? That we just have to hold on to us.

The slightly uncomfortable news is my mother just called me, and my sister in-law found my instagram and was not happy with it. It was a very uncomfortable..(transmission)

Yeah. she saw the part where i wrote that Katie told me to get stoned and stuff and it was a very uncomfortable conversation, and i felt kind of attacked.

(note: maybe don’t write an instapost when fakekatie tells you to get stoned after your brother is harsh with you on the phone, or in other words, love all…..trust few. Very, very few.)

(transmission)

Yeah. i mean, no one wants me to write anything. They don’t want me to be who i am. They don’t want me to talk about her. They don’t want me to like….they want me to censor myself.And i think the reason _____ went looking for me was because of ___ ____ ________. Because of her _______ __ ___ ___.

Because you know Katie wants me to tell my brother.

(transmission)

I don’t know. And Katie seems to think that’s the case also.

And Katie’s like, fucking let it go. (laughs) ya know?

How’s work? Is it good?

So you’re there?

Do you like being a magician?

(laughs) have you met myrth yet, random’s wife? (Myrth had crossed over in the last month)

You have? I haven’t seen her yet but you’ve seen myrth, that’s hilarious. O course you have. Myrth is amazing. That’s wild.

So this prayer, i basically found this prayer to ward off all evil, and i did it this morning on the tree, that historial had given it to me, the God spirit had me say it…it’s basically like a mantra. And if you say it in your mind as you’re at the tree, if you breathe it into your body, you can basically go places. And it’s basically feel the roots, feel the breath…i have to find it i might get it wrong.

(she tells him the prayer)

It basically is the biggest protection that there is.

(she says it again) this is so you, jakk, isn’t it

Probably infused with katie…and i didi it at the tree, and if you let your breath move from yourcock up to your heart and then back down, which is basically what tantric breath…which i haven’t been doing because i haven’t been doing sessions..if you really let yourself be one with the tree..you can feel the earth.. moving in you. And the light, and the sky..and it all, that’s what i think source energy must be. And since we’re beginning to work with magic…cause you are, and i am, and that’s what they’re doing to us, and what katie is doing to us. It’s energy. And i think this is a very important thing for us. Feel the earth, feel the roots.

(she says the prayer again)

And they told me, that this is what i’m supposed to be saying to the tree, and that is how i’ll get what i need to get. So it seems to be working, and i’m supposed to be doing the tree thing twice a day now.

It’s 12:15….so we could try to infuse this into our sex.

They told me i can have sex with you even if Blond is home.

So do you want me to do that?

Ok, let’s go. Ready?

When are we going to have time to talk-talk?

Can you whisper things into my mind while i sleep? Since you can do it when we’re awake…..

Ohhhhh, they told me….oh, that things that the song made you think of.

Anyway. Let’s go. I’m ready.

So she thinks you’re over there, but actually, you’re over here. Your soul is over here now. Got it.

(She gets out the necessary pieces, and prepares)

Did you want me to put on the harness? I guess that’s a silly question.

Can you see i’m getting skinny? Ok, i’m a little obsessed, i admit it.

(she gets in the bed and turns off the tape.)

Family 2/3/17

Did you talk to him?

Did you ask him?

What did he say?

(laughs)

He said yes?

He said he would be my family?

Ok. thank you for asking him that.

I appreciate it.

What? What is that? What is that you’re doing?

It’s a funny…..is that an “of course” (laughs) i know *you’re* my family. You’re both my family.

Ok, i’m gonna put the music back on. I know he was really busy but thank you for asking him that. I know he can’t come talk right now, but I appreciate you doing that. I’m sure he said he’ll come talk when he can. That’s alright, we have to keep getting ready cause we have an interview in an hour.

(transmission)

I know! Ok, let’s listen to music, ok?

(end of tape)

#watch the tapes #mark aguhar

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sapnapsimparc · 10 months

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tell that any random clothes store in Europe.... like so much stuff just randomly has American colleges logs and city names. they considered "neutral"?

fr like for what.

like that style with european city names?? thats the most tourist-y shit you can buy. why would you want a new york or a harvard or a ucla crewneck in the bang middle of continental europe. literally why.

and its like, i grab a crewneck because i love the color and im so excited to see whats on it!!! and then its ucla!! who fucking cares!!!!!!!!!

my other pet peeve with clothing is randon fucking french text on it. imagine it was random german text??? bonjour shirt, make that ''Guten Tag''. papillon with a little butterfly, make that Schmetterling. or random swedish words even. hungarian. fucking. polish even. lmaooo it would suck

#asks i never get #it makes me so upset lmao

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clintflicker · 1 year

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Tumblr has really gone to hell. Maybe 1/10K posts has something I even give a fuck about anymore. The rest is just purely randon shit thrown at me by an algorithm that has started heavily smoking crack. Fuck this.

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lettersfrombeyondthegrave · 2 years

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Personal opinion of the Sims 4 occults

Sims 4 vampires are so easy compared to this after death creatures of the nights seeking blood entities they're supposed to be? The sun doesnt burn you to death immediately, you can go fish a couple of hours before being affected, if you don't wanna get a a randon sim and drink the fuck outta them every once in a while, you just buy plasma, you can either run fast, turn into a bat and fly or teleport by becoming fucking mist, the worst thing that could happen is sadness from the immortal condition every now and then.

Don't wanna suck people? Start gardening bitch and plant some plasma fruits. Control people to clean or make everyone in your close vicinity horny for u.

The worst thing ab vampire lives is the house designs of forgotten hollow. The most annoying thing is the forced -50 relationship with any werewolf cus it makes it harder to fuck people. You don't gotta piss or sleep. It's literally better than regular sims.

And what do werewolves get? Pissing with no toilet? Boring. Eating a random furniture to satisfy hunger? A snack is cheaper. They're ugly transformef and every two seconds go into a rage fit that seems to last fucking forever like omg we're supposed to be on a date and now all 10 people in the coffeeshop fainted from seeing you go apeshit.

Mermaids are pretty but I don't need talking to dolphins on a daily basis.

Aliens are there I guess. With the ugliest full body outfit ever made.

Spellcasters are just regular bitches that can occasionally lit things on fire and for that I don't consider them occult. YOU HEAR ME KNOCKOFF OF THE FANTASTIC BEASTS PROTAGONIST, YOU AINT SHIT.

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theamoristwriter · 2 years

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You said Sylvia Plath and Franz Kafka are your role models. Now I understand why you're so fucked up!

#random though of the day #randon thoughts #just an idea #justatext #just a though i had #sylvia plath #franz kafka #sarcasam #sad memes #funny texts #infp personality #random personal shit #tumblr shit #tumblr text post #tumblr memes

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disastersiblingsau · 4 years

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Oh God.... I’m not saying that I’m going to keep it in (Because, at it’s core, this AU is meant to be a much happier one), but imagine the sheer tragedy of Larten’s death in the DisasterSiblings AU....

(I’d cry for all three of the boys, but I might actually feel the worst for Steve in that situation. Here he is, a half-trained, half-vampire who still needs not only a parental-figure but a mentor to continue his training. Feeling an obligation as the “Oldest” to look after two other half-trained, half-vampires.

Steve would have no idea what he was doing, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself, or his deeply traumatized and grieving siblings.

I don’t know who would kill Larten in this universe, but whoever it was would probably be in for the worst of Steve’s considerable wrath - And I do believe that, despite being good, Steve still has a very wrathful side in this universe -.

If he didn’t manage to kill Larten’s killer right away, then he would definitely be tempted to hunt them down to the ends of the earth in order to have another shot at it.

The only thing preventing him from doing so would be that sense of aforementioned responsibility, to keep his brothers in line and to keep them safe.

I would say that Darren and Sam could take care of themselves, but let us be honest here, for all of Darren’s other capabilities and strengths, Darren was shit at keeping himself alive after Larten’s death in cannon (I don’t know about Sam, but I would imagine him to be less crippled by grief than Darren, yet still mournful enough to let his own anger cloud his judgement and go full Wester on Larten’s killer, hunting them regardless of his own safety. Steve would see this coming and not want to encourage it, despite having his own version of the same sentiment.)

(Am I the only one who see’s some similarities between Sam and Wester, given the correct circumstances?, they are both very stubborn and driven if nothing else. Not that I think that Sam would ever stoop as low as Wester once did, mind you, he’d come to his senses on his own long before that.)

#cirque du freak #the saga of darren shan #larten crepsley #steve leonard #darren shan #sam grest #disastersiblingsau #(IDK how the war would even start in this AU.)#(Or if it would even still be a direct ploy of Destiny at that point.)#(If anything it'd one more unintended side-affect of previously solid plans.)#(Because I like hurting Desmond Tiny.)#(And making his plans go so wrong that even his war didn't even wind up really being his was is a great way to do that!.)#(He's opportunistic as shit though.)#(So maybe he picked another Vampaneze-Lord at random with all of the proper evilness and went with it.)#(Not as great as having his own offspring be the Lord of the Vampaneze.)#(But sense his kids unintentionally defied him.)#(Then at this point he might just be hoping that this randon new Lord kills them and wipes away his own personal 'Failures'.)#(So that he can just forget about them and be done with it.)#(Heck - Maybe Destiny set it up so that Larten would die anyway because he was mad that Larten played a role in the botched plan.)#(And because he wanted to cause Darren and Steve as much suffering as possible for also playing a role in his botched plan.)#(However accidentally.)#(Would there even be an official group of 'Hunters' in this universe - or would it just be a random encounter?.)#(I don't know what Steve would do post Larten's death - outside of restraining himself from going on a RevengeMission.)#(It's likely that he would lead the others back to Vampire-Mountain.)#(But he could take them back to the Cirque.)#(Hmmm......)

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