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flowersarefreetherapy · 15 days

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Shadow of Stars: Cameron pt. 2

CW: Creepy whumper, unhealthy relationship dynamics, power imbalance, implied past violence, mentioned past dubcon, age gap relationship (not underage), Cameron’s mind is its own little warning

The carriage ride is perfect. The man, who introduces himself as Patrick North, sits right next to Cameron, hand high on his thigh. Cameron doesn’t pay attention to anything he says. He’s overwhelmed by the proximity of Patrick, the smell of his cologne, and the hand resting so close to between his legs. It takes all his strength to not slide off the bench and beg Patrick to choke him.

The carriage approaches the largest house Cameron has ever seen. Three stories tall, with a large winding drive and surrounding gardens that would be beautiful if it weren’t so late in the year. Cameron peers out the window, mouth open as he watches the house get closer. The last building he saw this big housed forty families with rotting staircases and covered windows.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Patrick asks.

“It’s huge,” Cameron breathes. “I’ve never seen a house this large with only one person living in it?” He pauses and glances at Patrick. “Do you live there alone?”

Not like it would matter. There have been a few couples who have enjoyed his company at the same time. But for some reason he doesn’t want to have to share Patrick. Just sitting with him is enough to sense his commanding presence and Cameron doesn’t want to share it.

“I do live there alone,” Patrick says. “Aside from my servants, but they don’t stay in the house.”

“All this space all to yourself? That must be lonely.”

Patrick shrugs. “It’s not awful. I enjoy the silence, it helps me think.”

“Well then, I’ll shut up.”

“That’s a good idea.”

Oh. Cameron shifts a little closer to the carriage door, ignoring how casually Patrick is able to do that. No other man has stripped away his defiance so quickly. The knowledge both terrifies and excites him. What else is Patrick interested in? Is he like Cameron’s first, who accidentally bit him too hard then left when Cameron asked him to do it again? Or is he more like the tavern owner who threw him down the stairs and fucked him over a wine barrel as spinters dug into his legs? If Cameron asks him, will Patrick choke him? Will he slip a knife into his skin with each touch?

Another glance at Patrick. He carries himself with the grace of someone who knows their own strength and isn’t afraid to use it. It’s likely the answer to all his questions is yes, and he is willing to do so much more.

The carriage pulls to a stop and a servant opens the door. Patrick gestures for Cameron to step out first and he does, staring up at the house towering above him. It’s so much bigger now, one corner tower blocking out the sun. A warm hand rests on his lower back and Cameron shudders.

“I apologize.” Patrick’s hand returns to his side. “Follow me, I’ll show you around before dinner.”

Cameron follows, adjusting the collar of his jacket. It may be threadbare and worn, but it’s still his, and he actually paid for it. There is no reason to be ashamed of who he is and his status in life.

Actually, no, there was a major reason to be ashamed. Cameron stepped inside the mansion and instantly was aware of the grease in his hair and the dirt under his nails and the butter stain left in his pocket from the rolls that are most likely flattened. There is not a single speck of dirt on the polished marble floors stretching in front of him. He swears he can see his reflection in the mahogany foyer table to his right and to his left a large painting fills the wall, the gilded gold frame catching the afternoon sun streaming in.

Patrick glances back at him with a smile as he hands off his jacket and cane to another servant. “You look shocked.”

Cameron tries to smile. “I-that’s a lot of marble.”

“Oh it’s nothing. The dining room floor was more expensive. Follow me, I’ll show you where you can clean up.”

Cameron does follow, barely paying attention to the servants who move quietly through the halls. The main floor consists of a large dining room, a library with more books than Cameron has ever seen before, a parlor, and smoking room. When he asks where the kitchen is, Patrick laughs and says he doesn’t need to know that. They walk up a large oak staircase to the second floor, where a long carpeted hallway leads to yet another sitting room and several large bedrooms. Cameron winces as he steps onto the rugs, each of them thick and clean, nothing like the threadbare ones at the tavern that attempt to cover up old beer stains. Every surface is spotless and the air is thick with the scent of lilac.

Patrick stops in front of a seemingly random door. “Here. This is one of the guest rooms. You may use it.”

“Thank you,” Cameron says, stepping close to Patrick. “And where do you sleep, if I may be so bold?”

Patrick smirks. “You may be. I sleep up on the third floor. Perhaps I will show you in person soon enough.”

“I-I would enjoy that.”

“Take the time you need to get ready. Dinner is in two hours.”

Cameron nods, watching Patrick walk away before opening the door. The room is huge, far bigger than any he’s stayed in before, even in the other nobles’ houses. To his right is the large bed covered in throw pillows. Cameron moves closer, daring to touch the duvet. Silk. Probably down pillows as well. He swallows back a curse, then moves to the rest of the room.

There is an armoire directly across from the door, full of clothing. Cameron picks up a few pieces that are in bright colors and smiles. There has to be something in here he can wear. On the far left of the room is another door and he steps into a bathroom. The bath is already full of water, steam rising into the air, with several towels stacked next to it.

A knock echoes through the room. Cameron hurries to the door, excitement twisting his stomach.

A young woman stands there. She dips into a bow when he opens the door. “Hello, sir. My name is Alice. Lord North assigned me to take care of you.”

“Oh, alright. My name is Cameron.”

Alice smiles, but it is just practiced, lacking any real emotion. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Cameron. If there is anything you need, please ask me and I will be more than willing to get it.”

“I-I don’t think there’s anything I need right now. Other than a bath, I suppose.”

“Of course. Have you found the bath?” When Cameron nods, Alice starts walking to the bathroom. “Good. I will show you what soaps you have and which ones I would recommend. Lord North has a few favorites, if you prefer them.”

Cameron’s stomach does another flip as he follows her. Patrick has favorite scents? He’s that particular? Oh, Cam, you found yourself the jackpot here.

Alice sets out a few glass bottles, explaining what each one is. Cameron barely listens. He just wants her to leave so he can spend some time alone and scream about the golden opportunity handed to him. Then he realizes she’s stopped talking, watching him expectantly.

“I’m sorry, I missed what you said.”

“Of course. I was merely asking if you were ready to bathe?”

Cameron nods. “Oh. Yes. Of course.”

Alice doesn’t leave. Cameron glances at his feet, shifting his weight. Is he supposed to ask her to go? Is there something he’s supposed to give her? He shrugs off his jacket and hesitantly hands it to her, hoping that’s enough.

Alice takes it and remains there, still watching him.

“Um, is there something you need?”

“The rest of your clothes. I’m supposed to take care of them and help bathe you.”

The blood rushes to Cameron’s face. “Oh, that really isn’t-”

“Under Lord North’s orders.” Alice flashes a real smile. Her words lose their stilted edge. “Mr. Cameron, I have a wonderful husband and three children at home. I am not interested in anything other than helping you relax and adjust to this new situation.”

Cameron’s shoulders slump. “Oh. Okay. I’m sorry, I’m just not used to all of this.”

Alice nods. “I understand. I will take care of your clothes and will be back in ten minutes.”

Cameron quickly undresses. It’s not the first time he’s been fully unclothed in front of someone before and typically he doesn’t care, but there’s something different about it happening when there’s no lust behind it. He knows how to take off his shirt in a way that perfectly accentuates his body, but just pulling it off somehow feels harder. He shimmies out of his pants and hands them over to Alice. She takes all his clothes with a practiced smile, then leaves.

The water is just as soothing as he expected. Cameron sinks down up to his neck, letting the hot water relax his muscles. He can’t remember the last time he took a bath, let alone a warm one. Maybe a year ago? When that nice noble had him over for a few days and wasn’t a fan of dried blood staining his bed? No, that water was barely lukewarm. Nothing close to the heat enveloping his body at this moment. Cameron sighs and his eyes slip closed.

Alice breaks the silence a few minutes later when she comes back in. “Mr. Cameron, I’ve laid out new clothes for you on the bed.”

“Thank you,” he mutters. I don’t want to think about leaving right now, all right?

Alice doesn’t push like expected. Instead, she nods and closes the door, leaving him to the peaceful silence. At least the silence of the room. Inside Cameron’s head, his thoughts careen around his mind. As the water cools around him, he already knows this opportunity is not one to pass up on. He will do whatever he has to in order to keep this position. Whatever this exact position is.

Cameron hums as he scrubs at his skin, trying to rub away years of grime and dirt. He avoids the scar by his ankle that still hurts on cold days. Patrick doesn’t have a spouse, so he isn’t here as a side piece or to invoke jealousy. Good, then there won’t be glass vases thrown at his head. Maybe he is lonely? Cameron tips his head to the side, curls sticking to his neck from the steam. No, very unlikely. Patrick has power and position. Who wouldn’t want to be around him? Merely companionship? That is a little more likely, but he will have to bid his time and figure it out later. Right now, he doesn’t have enough information to make a judgment. In a few days time, and with some patience, he’ll know exactly what Patrick wants from him.

If you last here that long.

Shut up, I will. I will. Whatever it takes, I’m going to stay here.

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#creepy whumper #intimate whumper #unhealthy relationship dynamics #power imbalance #implied past violence #mentioned past dubcon #emotional whump #cameron #patrick #shadow of stars au

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duskoon · 2 years

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Yandere!Raine Whispers(General) headcanons:

Tw: GN!reader, Yandere themes, Obsessive behaviours, Stalking, Unhealthy idolisation, Unhealthy relationship, Drugging via magic, Implied reckless behaviours, Slight manipulation, Mentions of isolation, Delusional mindset, Implied past grooming.

• It was at IFWOT, that they have first laid their dark peppermint irises on you. You were extremely shy, more so than them. No matter how many times Eda tried to drag you to meet them, you kept on running back to hide into one of the boxes like a scared kit into its own burrow. Which was endearing to them, to say the least. It took a lot of convincing and bribing with apple blood, on the troublemaker’s part to get you to cave in and introduce yourself.

• Before the trials took place, they were surprised to know that you didn’t attend any school for that matter. You -instead- were tutored by a senior member of the Emperor’s coven. In hopes of taking their place and to grace your family’s name by joining the well-respected coven. Honestly, they began to sympathise with you. All alone, with high burdens on your shoulders, and sheltered from the isle only to fulfil this sole purpose. They knew what it felt like, otherwise they wouldn’t bother to attend this event in the first place.

• “I will be fine, I promise. Eda, I’ve seen your eyes on that student. Go partner with them, if you’re interested in them. I’ll work with Malik.” With that being said, you and the boy from the plant coven joined forces. From afar, Raine couldn’t help but fret about you. It was unwise of them to jump to conclusions, yet you do not seem like the offensive type to them.

• “Nah, do not worry about them. They may seem frail, but I am very well aware not to underestimate them. They have magic like no other. I have seen it before, trust me.” Before they could inquire further about it, the challenges had began. “Fine then. Let’s win the blue ribbon, shall we.” The celeste haired witch smirked blithely. “You bet, we will.”

• They were impressed and shocked at the extent of your magic. Your manipulation of the shadows -akin to holding the strings of a marionette- were working together with the movements of the flora in complete sync. Thus, recreating the daunting structure of a slitherbeast.

• Raine firmly believes that shadow magic is complimentary to your person. Elusive, sneaky, and hidden from plain sight. Neither they or Eda were upset that they have lost the round, if anything the ginger playfully jabbed them in the chest with a crooked grin. “I told you so.”

• Despite the hectic competition that day, Raine throughly enjoyed their time with you and Eda. Although they haven’t won the blue ribbon, it was sufficient for them to see a smile gracing your soft features. At the mere thought, their warm brown visage has flushed red in embarrassment. Titan, Eda will tease them endlessly. If she heard a gist about their blooming crush on the timid witch. ‘It has been only a day, for Titan’s sake! Get a hold of yourself, Raine!’

• Years has passed since then and their bonds with the owl lady and the shadow witch has strengthened. The three were best friends doing all sorts of things, from watching their favourite movies together to running away from fire bees in a fit of impish laughter. It was all fun, until you had disappeared for an inexplicable reason.

• That made both of their hearts drop in worry, especially the bard witch. Which fuelled their drive to find you and protect you from whatever indoctrination the Emperor has addled your brain with. They absolutely know with all their heart, that if they didn’t act -as soon as possible- then you will be truly gone forever. By the Titan, they couldn’t let that happen. For their mind can’t even come close to comprehending a life without you in it.

• Raine definitely falls into the delusional, obsessive, and overprotective category. They are utterly enamoured with the idea of you and with your general presence. A hopeless romantic, you might say. Anything you have in mind, they would commit to it in a bat pun very much intended of an eye so long you aren’t harmed in the end.

• At first, Raine is hesitant to approach you. They do not wish to overwhelm you with their overbearing affection. Instead you might feel lingering eyes on your figure, but you needn’t be afraid. They are making sure you are staying safe, they thought. Whilst taking care of your assailants in a quick manner.

• They very much disparage the idea of murder, so they would resort to placate the perpetrators into sleep most of the time. In severe cases, to a state of full induced coma. If they personally felt the assaulters imposed a great danger on their darling’s well-being. Raine forgives all, but the harm of their beloved. That is a line if crossed, won’t end well for anyone involved.

• Surprisingly, Raine is excellent at masking their maelstrom of intense feelings. For the most part, their darling would not find any of their quirks strange. If anything it is understandable, as the Boiling Isle is a treacherous place to be in. It is only when you accidentally endanger yourself, or find yourself in the clutches of peril that you’ll pick on their desperation and obsessive tendencies.

• Their lanky arms bringing you closer to their warm chest in a suffocating embrace, whilst they coo ardently about how they will do better at ensuring your safety. This is a promise they will continue to uphold. Even if they have to lose a limb or two in the process, so long they are blessed by your existence.

• At this point, you may as well be the titan in the bard’s perspective. You’ll be bombarded with hymns, gifts, and songs in your honour. All of it is laced with heartfelt spirit and honeyed words of worship. Raine would be over the moon and crying with sheer joy, if you reciprocated with your own. They’re even willing to perform duets with you, for it is their dream come true.

• Raine is considered a benevolent yandere to come across, as the farthest they’ll do to you is by putting you to sleep and even then it is not frequent. Only, when you’re being extremely hysterical and hurting yourself. They’d rather die a thousand times, before they lay their hands on you in a malicious manner. Despite that, it is the same paranoia that makes the sky blue hued witch threatening.

• Anyone that isn’t them, Eda, Luz, and the members of CATTs will be under the bard’s scrutinising watch. Which will sabotage your relationship with other witches, especially if they were from the Emperor’s coven. To prevent it from happening, they took a precautionary measure that they hope you’ll enjoy. Raine would entice you to like indoor activities, with the objective of keeping you away from the external world as much as possible. Doing so, would keep their incessant fear at bay and you blissfully content.

• They know what they’re doing is morally reprehensible, but due to their obsession their mental state begins deteriorating. So much they start normalising their behaviours, as the norm. They just want to spoil and shield you from the world that wants to harm you in the worst ways. Why can’t you see, he is devoted to everything you are and aren’t?

{Reblogs and feedback are much appreciated. On another note, what’s with me and blue-haired characters?}

#duskoon.speaks #yandere x reader #yandere owl house #yandere owl house x reader #yandere toh #yandere raine whispers #yandere raine whispers x reader #tw: yandere #tw: obsessive behaviours #tw: stalking #tw: unhealthy idolisation #tw: unhealthy relationships #tw: drugging #tw: implied reckless behaviours #tw: slight manipulation #tw: mentions of isolation #tw: delusional mindset #tw: implied past grooming #minors do not interact

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yourstormthlaylirahh · 1 year

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I know TinnGun draw a lot of comparisons to PatPran, and superficially there is definitely a lot of visual homage being paid to BB in MSP (though personally I don't think they are similar in terms of characters or dynamics)...

But who I think they are far more like is Ye Guang and Zhang Xu Qi from About Youth, and I think the shows are more similar as well.

Both dramas have lots of extenuating circumstances to serve as opportunities for misunderstanding plots and creating angst through bad communication but sidestep it (MSP flirted with this in ep 7 with Gun getting jealous and silly but for the most part they subvert expectations) in favour of the leads communicating with each other and understanding where each other is coming from. Despite outside pressures (competing for an honour at school, conflicting goals and schedules) the characters talk to each other honestly, and in return receive support and understanding instead of a more typical bl bad communication subplot.

Also, well-known and uptight high acheiver with extensive parental expectations meets a more under the radar musician with a loving and poor family? Both dramas got you covered (Tinn's parents aren't abusive the way Ye Guang's are, however). The relationship progression is more similar as well. They start due to an unexpected kindness on a character's darkest moment, and the show follows as the characters progress slowly into friendship that gradually deepens to love. Both of them display through this a very grounded relationship progression, and therefore establish a healthy and believable dynamic between the leads.

Tl:Dr About Youth and MSP president share a lot of similarities in terms of characters, dynamics and story set up and if you've watched one you may like the other

#about youth #my school president #banging pots and pans PLEASE WATCH ABOUT YOUTH THNKS #also i realize it sounds like im implying patpran is unhealthy and that is not my opinion #im contrasting tinngun more to the 11th hour/ep breakup like in 2gether #which msp was hinting at this past episode and i was gritting my teeth bracing for and they ended up not doing thank god #i also think patpran have a very healthy relationship but its progression is so different i dont find them similar #the only non superficial similarity to me #was both couples using 'we aren't really dating' playacting to test the waters of their feelings being reciprocated and what dating would #feel like #emilys fandom thoughts

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reallifemarvbruh · 29 days

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random thoughts

dead dove do not eat

i love marvbruh and you should love them too

theyre so perfect for each other, absolutely made for each other.

the love they have is so unique and unlike any other.

i love making zebruh a pathetic, whiny loser with loads of sexual trauma and assault to deal with, him coping in unhealthy ways and making it worse for himself to handle.

i really love zebruh and i want him to be happy just as much as i want him to he miserable.

ive written, role played, and read about marvus nonconing zebruh and it makes sense to me. i see the vision and i go with it, but at the same time i also seem them being happy together.

i want marvus to finally realize theyre meant to be whether thats on his own time or by force, i want him to make my sweet stalker boy happy.

zebruh pathetically clinging to marvus as soon as theyre together, never wanting to be away from him and marvus just goes with it.

zebruh is an absolutely terrible person but eventually marvus would see past that, realizing theyre more similar then not, and giving him all the love he deserves.

pampering him and giving him the best goddamn sex he’ll ever have in his virgin life.

but at the same time it isnt all that great, just as much as they love each other theres problems too.

zebruh, being who he is, would ruin most of it for himself. being such a stupid little brat that he messes up any progress they’ve made together.

i dont think they would abuse each other verbally or physically, maybe some occasional insults or too tight of a grip but nothing major.

however if you want to be a little inaccurate then i feel as though marvus would use him to his advantage.

hes a little creepy fucking stalker after all, he deserves it, right?

he deserves to be degraded as a “joke”, deserves to be thrown around and treated like a rag doll, deserves to get fucked without his explicit consent, even to get groped and sexually harassed,,,

maybe even being occasionally told that yes, all he will ever be is a shitty stalker and he will never be anything more. he’ll never be his own person, never live a fulfilling life, never have true love. hell, even being made fun of for being a bad stalker. if you pride yourself on knowing everything and being so stalkery then why are you bad at it? a good stalker would never let their love interest treat them like this. a good stalker would have never gotten caught, wouldnt have gotten fucked or made fun of.

zebruh would go along with all of it. nodding his head and blindly agreeing, following the purplebloods orders like a clueless puppy, degrading and hurting himself in the process.

hed end the night with a fragile state of mind and stinging wrists and thighs, but it still wouldnt matter to him. this is love, isnt it? this is the love he knows.

zebruh is still an awful person.

if it was the other way around itd be no different.

hed go as far as to kidnap his idol if it came down to it, keeping him to himself while fucking and hurting him whenever he wanted. he would have so much power, hed make the other need him….make him want him.

make marvus so dependent on him so that hes all he needs. no one else will be in his life except for him.

itll be paradise having such a piece of heaven to himself, hed have him restrained while rambling about how much he loves him and that this is for the best, no one knows him better then he does. he knows what he needs. he knows how to take care of him.

marvus is a mentally strong troll however it wouldnt take long for someone like zebruh to break him down. make him so utterly fragile that he cant do anything against him despite being so much bigger and stronger.

its okay though, zebruh would care for him. zebruh would take care of every need he has and he wouldnt keep him in one place either, no, of course not, he would still let him do his shows and be social. he has to make him think he has a choice and free will.

every night will always end the same.

theyll always be together in the same place, all lovey dovey and cuddly. some nights its a little darker though, but thats to be expected isnt it? i think it is.

maybe even forcing him to watch him hurt himself, watching the thin lines of blue stretch across his grey skin, drops of bright blue blood dripping down his arms and thighs. not even just there, some on his chest and ribs too, even by his nook and bulge.

marvus wouldnt do anything but sit and watch, uncomfortably giving zebruh praise and compliments for hurting himself because he begs for it…begging for validation for anything.

sometimes he’d even specifically cut right under his chest, having a moderately big sized chest is something he hates. wanting to practically cut off his tits but being too scared to do it.

he wouldnt just hurt himself either, he would hurt marvus too. hed call him beautiful and gorgeous while the purple stains his skin, only encouraging him to do more.

his favorite thing though is when he gets to fuck him or ride him, its so exhilarating and makes him feel like he has so much control in a life where he has had none.

the sex is amazing, pure bliss feeling how the other feels. being so close, skin to skin, is all the pathetic troll craves.

he does prefer to ride him or be fucked though, loving the stretch and struggle of having to fit a massive highblood bulge in such a space thats just not quite built for it all while his own unusually, pitiful small bulge squirms against his own skin and leaks blue slick everywhere.

sigh.

they really are perfect no matter what light you put them under.

toxic, healthy, doesnt matter.

they truly are meant for each other.

#tw noncon #tw abuse #tw self harn #tw past trauma #tw projecting #dead dove content #dead dove do not eat #hiveswap friendsim #hiveswap #marvbruh #marvus xoloto #zebruh coddak #zebruh x marvus #tw unhealthy relationship #tw stalking #tw kidnapping #toxic yaoi

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deityofhearts · 2 months

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I just need to get better at remembering that I have so many wonderful friends who love me and want me in their lives who I also love and want in my life which is easier said than done because even with all the reassurance in the world it’s easy to think it’s not true or dwell on past failed relationships as like being indicative of my current ones

#deity dialogue #my past relationships aren’t my current ones it’s just hard to believe #I think it’s especially because my ex best friend (who I hold no ill will against I genuinely wish them the best) and I had our friendship #end not so greatly also like. I’m glad the relationship ended because it was unhealthy for the both of us n all but like that amongst other #failed relationships including the ones I ended myself just make me scared that I’m the problem and unfit to be in relationships and to be #wanted and loved #I feel like i ask too much and expect too much and just overall am too mcuh #but I also feel like im not enough and could do more and if I did more if I wasn’t so bad at this that my relaitonships wouldn’t end and I #wouldn’t get hurt again but idk maybe there’s just only so much I can do without hurting myself more in the process and also accidentally #hurting others #it just sucks #I want to feel happy and secure in all my relationships and for my friends to feel the same way but I don’t know if anyone does.#I feel like some realtionships are failing or simply already quietly failed and it’s my fault and I don’t know what to do #and it makes me genuinely so sad and idk how to make it stop #I’ve discussed how I feel with a few friends but unfortunately there’s only so much any of us can do #I’m just trying to focus on like being happy and a good friend as best as I can and I can only hope that my friends feel like I am a good #friend #I feel like whenever I get told nice stuff by my friends that it’s like. not true or that I’ve manipulated them to feel that way.

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fluffypotatey · 6 months

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Shadowpeach's reaction to believing the other is dating again

ANON I AM SO SORRY T^T i meant to reply to this the moment I read it then got distracted and now it’s almost 1am (edit: it is now 1:30 lmao)

anyway,

you have come to ask me, a girlie who is a sucker for unhealthy shadowpeach and long time lover of the jealousy & possessive tropes, about shadowpeach’s hypothetical reactions of the two monkeys believing the other is back in the dating scene?

well, obviously, they would be completely fine. absolutely no negative reactions or breakdowns or obsessive thoughts hindering their ability to function and be mentally healthy. of course.

jk i lied: THEY WOULD BE SO HORRIBLE LMAO

however, i feel like swk would be more subtle about it. like maybe he hears something out of context said by MK or Mei or Tang or Red Son or Sandy (who might have also jumped to the same conclusion) and is like “oh……” and then is oddly quiet for maybe a month, freaking out MK

also, SWK would have his own internal battle of wanting to see Macky to confirm but also not wanting to see Macackle because the confirmation would break him. but he would make so many excuses to see Macaroon by visiting Pigsy’s noodle shop then chicken out when the time does come (the funny part of me says that Pigsy is the only one aware of SWK’s true intentions and is very annoyed about it)

the anger doesn’t really come until SWK feels fed up with Macaroni’s “mixed signals,” meaning Macky’s very bad attempts at being civil/flirting. because “if Macky thinks he can just use my feelings while being in a relationship he can think again!” (despite Macky never being in a relationship but Wukong never confirmed this so is mad for the sake of this hypothetical SO and himself while struggling with his own very messy feelings. because he likes it when Mac has his attention on him, he likes it when Mac tries to woo him the same way he had tried when they were younger and ignorant, he likes it when Mac cannot help but look at Wukong, he likes it when he makes Mac forget all about that stupid significant other because Wukong and Mac used to be something and could still be that something if Mac just gave Wukong a chance or if they had never ended their old relationship like the way they did. if only, if only, if only, if only, if only—

with Macky, ahahahaaaaaaa hoo boy.

not subtle. very unsubtle. like, yes, even Wukong can see and notice Macky’s very unsubtle and unstable self but unlike everybody else who is aware of the reason, Wukong would just be confused on why Macky is always weirdly snappy and grabby and always feel the need to mention Wukong’s love life????

anyway, Macky would not react well. 1) because it feeds into his angry theory that Wukong found their relationship to be superficial and temporary 2) he has been revived for, uh, *checks watch* not very long, so imagine going through a severe break up and dying them being resurrected and trying to enact revenge on your ex (of whom the feelings are still too raw) but you’ve been out of time for so long that you cannot process shit 3) it is my belief that Macky had nobody else as close to him as Wukong was

so, Macky hearing through the very botched grapevine that Wukong is back in the dating scene? man’s is not handling it well. house/apartment/whatever establishment he was staying in is trashed. he replans his revenge against Wukong. he stalks Wukong obsessively bc he has to see that bastard in the act because maybe then he’ll be free. he would sabotage any and all attempts of demons, humans, whoever that whispers about pursuing Wukong because….reasons

(obviously the reasons are not the fact that Wukong moving on terrifies him, the fact that he can be so easily replaced hurts, the fact that he cannot let go despite everything, the fact that Wukong still smiles the same, that Wukong still laughs the same but it’s so much lighter, that he understood what it was like to be loved and cared about by Wukong. to have all of his attention on Macky, to hold him so gently even though these same hands could break him (and have), to be treasured and desired by someone so powerful. how could Mackarell give up something so precious? he is still selfish and has been deprived for f that love for too long. why on earth would he ever wish for someone else to have a piece of what he once had?)

so yeah i’d say they would be coping sO well :)

#this is a side tangent but shadowpeach deserves some more fics with both or either of the two idiots being jealous #please #for me #ley them simmer or wallow in their personally inflicted angst/pining soup while i giggle and read with delight #and when i say i’m a lover of this trope i also mean i’m a connoisseur of this trope #i have tastes and am picky about it #bc there are some…….not great works that try this trope (to put it politely) and it hurts bc i KNOW it could be written sO good #also funny note: this reply was supposed to end after I shout ‘they would be so horrible lmao’#but then I thought nah lemme share my elaborated thoughts #another side note: I am sure y’all notice I call Wukong and macky’s thing a relationship instead of friendship or situationship mostly bc #a relationship can mean many things and my view of shadowpeach is both romantic and qpr #like the vibes fit for both of them and I’ll just roll with either #but i struggle to call their thing a friendship because to me that takes away some of the aspects of swk and macky #do i think they even dated in the past? no but i DO think the two were so attached to the hip that to outsiders they saw 2 boyfriends even #if nothing was technically official of their relationship being romantic or platonic but it blurred the lines so well nobody could be 100%#& even in the current plot their relationship is STILL blurred to me so i can’t pick and like both options (both are severely unhealthy ofc #lmk #shadowpeach #asks #anonymous

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flowersarefreetherapy · 1 month

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Shadow of Stars: Cameron

CW: Creepy whumper, unhealthy relationship dynamics, food mentions, vaguely implied past dubcon, age gap relationship (not underage), Cameron’s mind is its own little warning

Cameron scurries down an alley, gasping for breath. The baker’s shouts echo down the street behind him, full of curses and threats about what he’ll do when he catches Cameron. The same curses he has heard over and over again without really fearing them. The baker is all bluster and no action anyway.

He waits till the shouting fades from earshot, then unwraps his stolen rolls. They’re still warm, glistening with melted butter. Cameron sinks to the ground and rests against the cold stone wall as he takes a bite of the first food he’s had in three days. The bread melts in his mouth. He hums, closing his eyes and tipping his head back. His stomach growls loudly and demands more. But he knows better. Another small bite, then another, letting his body adjust to having food again.

It takes him an hour to eat the roll. Then Cameron wraps up the extras and tucks them away in the large pockets of his jacket. They will be dinner later on. If he is lucky, he can charm a few scraps of meat to add to it.

He wanders the city, begging for a few coins, trying his best to swipe some food, ignoring the other people working their trade. A young girl tries to swipe from his pockets and Cameron winks at her when her hand comes away empty.

“Good try, darling, but next time, make sure your mark actually has what you want.”

She glares at him before vanishing into the crowds. He ignores the other pickpockets working their way through the crowd in favor of finding somewhere to stay. Possibly in another noble’s stable. Maybe someone’s house, if he flirts well enough. It doesn’t matter. As long as there is a roof over his head for the evening.

Mud splashes across his shoes, cold water soaking through the threadbare fabric. Cameron curses after the carriage without second thought.

“Watch where you’re driving, Shadow-bitten fool!”

The carriage slows to a halt. Cameron swallows hard, stomach dropping to his feet. This was a stupid idea. Why do you keep opening your mouth like that? Stupid, stupid, stupid!

A man steps out of the carriage. Tall, with a perfectly tailored suit and a cane, one of those stupid tall hats on his head. A noble, judging by the carriage and the quality of clothing. Cameron pulls himself to his full height. It doesn’t matter that his clothing is worn and secondhand, with rags literally holding his shoes together. All that matters is justice. He was just walking down the road, minding his own business, and this asshole ruined everything.

“What did you just call me?” The man’s voice is deep and measured, each word spoken with perfect clarity. Suddenly Cameron’s sodden shoes are the least of his worries.

Cameron swallows hard and shrugs. “I told you to watch where you’re going. Like a decent person.”

The man’s gaze slowly rakes up and down him. A shudder runs down Cameron’s spine and he fights the urge to wrap his jacket tightly around him. He juts out his chin and meets the man’s gaze. His eyes are grey? Blue? Yellow? He can’t tell, but the man’s hand grips the top of his cane tighter and all decent and polite thoughts flee Cameron’s mind.

Please hit me.

“Um, excuse me?” Cameron says, realizing the man said something and he wasn’t paying attention and could he be hurt for that?

“You really don’t pay attention well, do you?” The man steps close to him. Cameron’s mouth goes dry and his gaze drops again to the man’s hands. They’re big enough to close around his throat. “I was asking for you to give me a reason to listen to you, given all I hear is the squeaking of a sewer rat.”

Cameron ignores the heat creeping up his neck and down his spine. He instead hunches his shoulders and shrugs. “No reason. I apologize for my mistake. I should never have yelled.”

“You’re right, you shouldn’t have.”

“I apologize. I’ll be on my way.”

The man’s hand lands heavily on his shoulder and Cameron sucks in a deep breath. All the blood rushes from his brain straight to between his legs. Darkness he’s such a mess. A few days without human contact and he’s ready to kneel for the first man who touches him. But the man’s hand is heavy as he holds him so easily in place and Cameron swallows hard.

Please make me scream. Please hit me. Please, please, please, I just want you to hurt me.

“Do you have somewhere to stay?” The words are kind, laced with sympathy. Cameron realizes how gravelly the man’s voice is. He would sound even better over a rush of blood with his hand clamped around Cameron’s throat. “A young thing like you shouldn’t be wandering the streets. Winter is soon.”

“I have somewhere to stay,” Cameron mutters. Stupid! Why did you even suggest that! Go home with this man! You know he’ll be a good time.

The man hums and his hand goes from Cameron’s shoulder to his chin. He freezes, hardly daring to breathe. Is this real? Is this really happening to him? All the kids talk about it, when they’re huddled in back alleys and around small fires; being found by a rich stranger and taken in, cared for, loved. Of course, this man also may just want a one night stand with someone, but Cameron is good at reading people and the man across from him wants more than one fun night.

“Of course you do,” the man laughs. Oh please keep talking to me. “That’s why your clothing looks like it does.”

“I bought this coat,” Cameron snaps back.

The man hums again. “Of course. But do you have somewhere to stay for the winter?”

“Are you offering somewhere?”

The man laughs. “My house.”

Cameron smiles at him through his lashes. “And what is the payment?”

The man’s gaze slowly looks Cameron up and down. “I think that is something we can discuss later.”

“Are you in the habit of inviting random people off the streets into your home out of the goodness of your heart?”

“No, you’re a special case.”

Cameron starts to tip his head to the side, but the man’s grip tightens on his chin, holding his head in place. Heat rushes to his cheeks and he meets the man’s gaze. His eyes are grey, nearly the same color as the streaks of grey in his dark hair. Cameron swallows hard and smiles the best he can.

“Thank you . . . sir.”

Sir. The word tastes wonderful on his tongue. Cameron wants to say it over and over for the rest of his life. And the way the man smiles when he says it just adds to the desire. So when the man offers him his arm, Cameron eagerly accepts it and follows him into the carriage.

Tagging: @blood-is-compulsory @whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump @pigeonwhumps @whumpinggrounds (let me know if you want to be added/removed!)

#i know i need to be working on hold on: but this is all the brain wants to write rn. fixating on Cam and he's gonna pay for it #creepy whumper #intimate whumper #unhealthy relationship dynamics #food mention #implied past dubcon #cameron #patrick #pam #(you may thank eatyourdamnpears for this awful ship name)#(but I will be using it now for them)#shadow of stars au #this is tame for Patrick. it will get worse

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Omg the Vowbreaker ficlet. I can't resist and imagine an AU for your AU. What would happen if Cody wouldn't know that Obi-Wan is still alive and slowly his feelings for Anakins change. It isn't love but something else because he doms him and sleeps next to him and cares for him and somehow something develops. How would Obi-Wan react? He destroyed Anakin and he made Cody into the pseudo Dom for his beloved. Cody is his 'brother'. Would he kill Cody?

ooo idk if i can really weigh in on this in that i'm obikin-only in like. the most extremely extreme ways that i can't imagine cody and anakin ever together even though the lines of their relationship are blurring in vowbreaker--it just doesn't work with my brain

but at the same time when i knew that i wanted the cody&anakin relationship to be explored in vowbreaker (if only to make the betrayal hurt all the more after), i also figured there'd be a lot of moments i wrote that toe the platonic/sexual line so much that people who do and can ship stuff other than obikin would think well....maybe that could work....

and i thought about if i was ok with that, and tbh i really am!! but i also don't think i can really entertain the idea cause it's just not for me. i can't see anything really developing between them because this anakin is always going to be only obi-wan's, and honestly i can't see cody softening that much

but i admit it would definitely be an interesting dynamic and crisis of faith and it would feel like a betrayal in obi-wan's eyes which would be interesting as well......but i can't really i really can't

#asks #vowbreaker #tbh thinking about it i think i only have a few fics where they're with othere people #and one of them is the cheating au lol which hardly counts #and the couples counseling au #where i did have someone say it could be obi ani dala #unfortunately no it cannot be because i am writing it and im not capable of that #im capable of one thing only and that is fictionally unhealthy but endearing obikin #even though i aabsolutely support having multiple partners at a time/n one's life time #moving on from past loves and finding new loves of your life #thats great thats great #but it's not how i want to write or think about obikin #but again i also absolutely knew what i was doing when i left it open like that:#cody doms anakin cody sleeps next to anakin cody beats anakin into shape #i think for me the thing that will happen most is that cody wins vader's respect #for a little while #yah yah its a strange relationship but i do enjoy it #omg am i the showrunner who writes a romance into the story and then when the fans pick up on it says she can't see it??#if you live long enough you see yourself become the villain huh

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