#side character death

[clickerflight]

Fallen: Part 8 - Bid for Escape

There he goooooooo

Masterlist

Part 7

Content: Drug whump mention, blindness whump, bad guy gets choked out, another bad guy gets blown up, general pain making escape difficult

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Silence stretched between Kolt and Adam, Kolt still panting from the strain of fighting against the hallucinations. 

Adam blinked in surprise, confusion on his face. “You, what? I-”

Kolt got a hold of himself as Adam, panic on his face, started to reach out to push him down and restrain him again. 

Kolt didn’t let him get that far. 

Kolt’s head spun a little as he surged up, slamming Adam back. 

Adam yelped, tripping back over his chair and slamming to the floor, scrambling for the counter. 

Kolt clumsily threw himself down after Adam, getting an elbow around Adam’s throat and sealing his other hand over Adam’s mouth, silencing him as Adam scratched at the floor and at Kolt’s arms, trying to free himself and breathe. 

Kolt’s muscles trembled as he tightened his hold, cutting off Adam’s breath and blood flow with his elbow. He just needed to hold out until Adam passed out. He had his hand over Adam’s nose as well so it shouldn’t take too long. He hoped not. He wasn’t as weak as he had been, but he was still not healed. 

“I trusted you,” Kolt hissed into Adam’s ear, hoping no one out in the hall could hear the struggle. “It took me a while to realize what was going on. You know you shouldn't have been here. Grow a spine.”

Adam’s struggles slowly weakened until Adam was well and truly unconscious. Kolt let him go, taking a moment to breath and stretch his arms before he forced himself up, limping to the door. 

He waited, listening for a moment before he opened the door.

He walked out into the hall, already giving himself a headache with how he squinted and widened his eyes and squinted again, trying to see if there was anyone nearby who could spot him. It was almost useless, the colors blurring together in ways that would easily mask any movement after a certain distance away. He just needed to get out fast and to a doctor he could trust. 

He limped quickly down a hall, choosing a direction at random. He found a window, too reinforced for him to get out through, but it supplied him with the knowledge that he was on the second or third floor. He had to find his way down somehow. 

He needed to get out. If he was caught now he would surely go back to Dr. LeAnne. He didn’t even know what she would do to him. He had gotten quite used to the box and the jar. He wasn’t scared of them anymore and he wasn’t scared of wasting away in a cage. 

What he was scared of was her imagination. 

He managed to find an elevator, and he could make out the numbers on the buttons when he leaned in close. He hesitated between picking ground level or the garage floor. He chose the garage. There would be a way out if the employees parked their cars there, and it would hopefully be more empty. He wouldn’t be able to fight off more than a single person at a time, and not for long. His legs were already trembling, each and every joint beginning to feel like they were being set on fire. 

When he was nearly to the garage, he flinched at the loud blaring sound of a klaxon, the elevator slowly winding to a halt with a sad little whine, and the lights going out in the elevator. 

Kolt cursed himself inwardly. He should have known something like this would happen, but he knew for a fact he wouldn’t have been able to make it down all those stairs in a timely fashion. 

He pressed at the button he’d seen earlier that had been marked with the symbol of a door opening, and he was relieved when the doors parted and let light in. 

Kolt had made it down to the garage level, and while there were red lights flashing and a ruckus noise blaring, there weren’t any people swarming about down here. 

He slowly lowered himself to the floor of the elevator, scooting to the edge of it and hopping out, rolling with the fall despite the short distance. He was glad he did. His legs and shoulder ached, but not as much as if he let his legs take the whole shock of the fall. He sat on the concrete, blinking sweat out of his eyes before he pushed himself up, stumbling and making his way towards the light that led to the outside world. 

The outside world. His mind became almost as fuzzy as his eyesight with relief and joy. When was the last time he’d felt the sun on his skin? The last time he walked about like a real human with real feelings and real experiences. 

Not all real, an unfamiliar voice whispered, the feeling of a hand brushing his shoulder shocking him out of his stupor. 

He knew it was a hallucination, and it was gone as quickly as it had come. It made him a little queasy, remembering how Beater had forced words out of his mouth against his will. He was not the same man as he was before. He was not going to be safe or even free from this experience for a long time. 

“Freeze.”

That voice was decidedly real. Kolt stopped, putting his hands up and slowly turning towards the source of the voice. The woman was close enough for him to see the way she held her arms out, a dark shape in hand. A gun. 

Kolt was not afraid of this woman as she came closer. He was not afraid of the sound of her heels or the gun in her hand. He was afraid of where she might take him. The only reason he acted with caution was because he knew he could not and would not leave Gale alone with wherever he’d been forced to go, despite how death no longer scared him. 

The woman put the gun to his chest, pushing him back until his back was to the cold concrete wall. There was silence between the two of them for a moment as Kolt stared at her. She was the woman who had come to talk to him early on his stay here. 

“Kate, was it?” he asked in old, familiar, and clipped tones, a bit slurred from the torn scar on his lip. 

“That’s Agent Nguyen to you,” she replied. “You will be coming back quietly with me.”

“Why?” he asked, tipping his head and observing her expression. He got the impression she hadn’t called anyone to say that she had him, to tell people where they were. She looked like she was just getting in to work for the day. 

She looked vulnerable. To be fair, Kolt was vulnerable too, with a gun to his chest and only a thin shirt between him and it. 

She hesitated. “Because Gale will be harmed if you don’t come back with me.”

Good for her. She’d figured out what was important to him. However, she’d made a grave mistake. Giving him more information than he’d had before. 

Kolt tried to uphold his sure stance, as though they were planning out where they should eat rather than discussing his and Gale’s fates. 

“Dr. Leanne has him, doesn’t she.”

He saw the flicker in Kate’s eyes. He knew the truth there, despite her lips forming a lie. Rage lit up his blood, long cold from drugs and abuse.

For the first time in months he felt it. He felt his power just below the surface, bubbling and pooling. It was small, but it was enough. 

Before Kate could finish speaking, before she could lie so callously to his face, he turned one of his crooked, scarred hands, red power pooling there in his palm for just an instant before a flash of red, brighter than the warning lights, lit up the concrete. 

Kate’s body was torn into three large pieces, a few scattered bits falling onto cars up to 20 feet away. Kolt heard that, more than he saw.  

The gun, however, had dropped at his feet, thankfully not going off with the momentum of hitting the floor. 

Kolt leaned down with a soft groan to pick it up. He was truly exhausted now. But he had to keep going. He didn’t even have a use for a gun. Not with his eyesight but having a weapon in his weakened state did make him feel better. 

Kolt finally stepped into the sun, his hair greasy, wearing a shirt and something akin to sweatpants, and nearly blind, but taking his first free steps in the sun in over a year. 

He tucked the gun in his pants, not wanting to alarm anyone before he started walking. The sidewalks were a thankfully light color, compared to the green grass and black road, so it wasn’t too hard to follow. He listened carefully for running behind him as he made his way down the sidewalk, listening for where there would be more people to hide amongst. The lab seemed to be in a decently busy part of town, and he was soon able to walk among people. Clumsily, and slowly, but with people. He didn’t really know how to feel about it. 

Lost in his musings and his confused emotions, he didn’t see a chain set to mark the boundaries of a driveway of some sort. 

He gasped as the chain caught his feet and he fell forward. He mostly caught himself, his palms getting rather scraped in the process, but his elbows gave out and his head met the sidewalk hard. 

He laid there, dazed for a moment before he realized someone had come to help him. 

“Are you okay?” The owner of the voice sounded young and feminine. 

Kolt pushed himself up on aching elbows and cleared his throat, allowing his voice to take on his pain and weariness. “Oh, I’ll be fine. Thank you.”

“What happened?” the young lady asked, putting a gentle hand on his elbow to help him up.

He accepted the assistance and said, “Ah, I’m rather blind. I lost my walking stick when I was mugged about an hour ago. Got a little turned around and haven’t been able to get help. Would you mind pointing me in the direction of a bus stop and perhaps a little bit of money for the ride home?”

“Oh! Of course. I think there’s a bus stop right this way,” she said, linking arms with him to lead him. A part of him, an old part that had once been strong, rankled at the way she just assumed he needed this much help, but he shushed it. After all, he did need the help. Eyesight or not, the extra support she granted was a godsend to his knees. Now all he needed to do was remember a friend’s address and desperately hope that he hadn’t moved in all the time Kolt had been missing. 

After all, he wouldn’t have anywhere else to go. 

Part 9

Fallen taglist: @looptheloup @kira-the-whump-enthusiast @snakebites-and-ink

#whump #fallen #kolt #crestlen #villain whumpee #escape #blindness whump #drug whump mentioned #side character death #choked out #I do really like this story #our hero will learn just how messed up his body is here in a little bit

[harbingerofsoup]

there’s death of the author and then there’s whatever the fuck is up with danny phantom

#danny phantom #death of the author #most of the lore is fan made #a decent chunk of the fandom hasn’t even seen the show #one of the most beloved side characters isn’t an actual character #because we made him up based on a like 2 second clip #he’s not even the only widely accepted fan made character #because we spawned more from him #and we ba sing se-ed ourselves about phantom planet #dannypocalypse is also a thing #it doesn’t have anything to do with death of the author #but it’s important to me that we’ve pulled off a successful fandom apocalypse #every year since i think 2017

[tenowls]

teacher getou au...... wauh

#jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #gojo satoru #itadori yuuji #kugisaki nobara #fushiguro megumi #teacher getou au #satosugu #fanart #very funny how gojo leaves both yuuji and yuuta on their first mission hssdjshjdd #i know hes technically watching but. these kids do not know anything abt jujutsu at that point and theyre also KIDS. worst teacher HKSDKSD #anyway. been trying to look for fics but haven’t been able to find one i wanna read so i was like ok I’ll do it myself #however i am not a good writer so. DRAWINGS OF RANDOM LITTLE SCENES WILL HAVE TO DO #i want a plot focused fic w a side of shipping…. blease if anyone out there has any recs #as in like. the shipping written in a way that’s relevant to the plot #i want to see the rammies explored. yknowyknow #what happened differently in the aftermath of rikos death to make getou want to be a teacher instead #how is jjk0 different without him as the main antagonist and who does kenjaku take as a host #how does shibuya play out #how are both he and gojo different as characters #having grown up into adulthood together #getou as gojo’s moral compass etc #YKNOWYKNOW #i am aware that to explore all of that would be a monster of a fic which is probably why it does not exist (to my knowledge) but #IF THERES ANY FICS OUT THERE THAT EXPLORE EVEN SOME OF IT. PLEASE SEND THEM MY WAY #EVEN A FUN LITTLE CASEFIC WHERE THEY GO ON A QUICK MISSION OR SMTH #AS LONG AS THERES PLOT #another theoretical fic i would like to read is canonverse post-shibuya but like with a plot that makes sense #jjk my favourite mediocre shounen battle manga. could be so much better. has anyone attempted this #that one post thats like im not a hater im a dismayer. thats me

[neymiiie]

I just want to see him again.

#persona 3 #persona #fanart #p3 #yukari takeba #artists on tumblr #p3fes #persona 3 the answer #the answer spoilers #<- tags I never thought I would use in the year 2024 #me when the 17 year old going through extreme trauma mourning the death of her best friend/boyfriend isnt making rational decisions #currently getting ready to fight the war on yukari in the answer on the side of yukari in the answer #I am not ready to go through this scene again but with good english voice acting #even with the honestly really bad voice acting in fes I still tear up when she says that line #anyway free my girl she did all of that but she deserves better anyway #me: I should try to practice drawing hands in a fun way like while drawing my fave characters! #also me: draws yukari having a breakdown

[strawberryspence]

The Harrington mansion is always dark.

Steve never really noticed it when he was growing up, not until he started dropping off Dustin and the kids. No matter how late it is, there's always a light on the porch for them. Like a sign that someone is waiting home for them.

It doesn't matter if his parents are out of town or not, it's always dark in the house. His parents doesn't care enough to leave a light for him. He won't leave it on for himself, because that feels pathetic.

Steve forgets about it, there's so many other things he should worry about.

He forgets about it until he starts dating Eddie Munson the summer of '85. Steve thanks the blue Scoops Ahoy shorts and the Corroded Coffin members for letting Eddie come in to the shop everyday for the whole summer until they finally start dating and making out at the parking lot.

Eddie starts hanging around Steve's house. Every night that Eddie stays at his house, Steve comes home to a house with a light on the porch.

The first time he notices it, he sat on his car crying for 30 minutes before finally caving in and entering the house. When Steve tells Eddie about this, Eddie visibly melts, scooping him into a hug before saying, "Oh sweetheart, as long as I am here, there's always going to be a light left on for you."

It's Eddie that makes the house a home. Steve doesn't care if he's living in a cardboard box, as long as he's with Eddie, it's home.

And that's why Steve's been standing in front of the dark porch for almost an hour now. Nancy's going to pick him up in a few more hours, so they can go back to the hospital and watch Max and Dustin.

But he can't— can't push himself to enter the dark house, knowing that Eddie's light and warmth is never going to touch it again. There's still blood stained on his hands, blood from when he had to leave Eddie's lifeless body in the Upside Down.

Steve wonders— morbidly— if Wayne has a light on in the trailer porch, waiting for a son that's never coming home.

Maybe it's weariness or maybe Steve just wants to peek inside and see if there's still a hint of Eddie floating around the house. Steve lets himself in the dark house, sliding down against the door as he sobs into Eddie's battle vest.

Outside, the porch light flickers. It blinks three times.

Rapidly. Slowly. Rapidly.

The flickering stops and the light stays on.

Because as long as Eddie Munson's alive, there's always going to be a light left on for Steve Harrington.

#aha #did yall see what i did there #side eye 👀👀👀👀👀 #is.... eddie alive??????? #yeh he is #yeehawsssss #daeheadcanons #steddie #steddie headcanon #steddie hcs #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie ficlet #tw temporary character death #tw mcd

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

thinking about Eddie & hyacinths again

#as you can surmise im Perfectly Normal about it #this man doesnt make me insane at all. nope. #trying out some new coloring and texture and background things... #on a side note. and i say this so lovingly bc theyre my favorite flowers #FUCK DRAWING HYACINTHS ALL MY HOMIES HATE DRAWING HYACINTHS #that was hell on earth. #ANYWAY THIS DUDE IS NEAT I HOPE HE DIES #nah im jesting im Jesting. am i tho #dead or alive i want him to experience unimaginable horrors and then die ten times and come back Normal #bc eddie strikes me as a 'dying would fix them' character #whether its a real death or a perceived death or Youve Been Dead The Whole Time death dont care dont care #i need him dead on the ground for at leeeaaaast five minutes #id be frothing at the fucking mouth. ragh #scribble garnish #welcome home #welcome home puppet show #eddie dear #originally this was gonna be a Very bloody little piece #but then my brain went 'hey. symbolism. what if the blood was flower petals. from hyacinths' #and ohhhh i couldnt pass that up #i wish i did! i would have had a lot more fun drawing a gruesome injury rather than Those Damn Flowers! #i dont know why ive latched onto the hyacinths outside the post office but my brain wont let go #ITS JUST SO SPECIFIC. why why whyyyyyy put that specific flower by this specific guy #especially flowers with Those Meanings and That Myth #*violently shaking the site* WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNNN #ok im getting myself too worked up i need to touch grass or poke the fire

[cerealbishh]

"Hey, we found you."

"I guess you did!"

#ffvii rebirth #ffvii remake #ffvii rebirth spoilers #tifa lockhart #aerith gainsborough #aerti #aerith x tifa #briana white #britt baron #ffviiedit #ffviiremakeedit #tifalockhartedit #aerithgainsboroughedit #aertiedit #oh i feel SICK #i'm seriously ill i think #the closest scene we got to them actually SAYING this was aerith being like ''i'm glad you guys are all alright'' #i wish i could've kept in how long it actually took for tifa to bring her hand out to touch her #tw: death #tw: grief #tw: loss #it's the fact that the first thing tifa does when she arrives at aerith's side in the first scene is touch aerith... #and in the second one she struggles to even bring herself to... #give the ''aerith will never smile or laugh'' speech to tifa in the next part pls i BEG you /hj #her tearfully saying ''aerith!'' broke me even more after barret's ''I'LL KILL YOU!'' #i know that speech is integral to cloud's character so may be don't do that

[sorio99]

Knowing “Nerdy Prudes Must Die” was the first idea the Lang brothers had for Hatchetfield makes the whole series so much funnier.

Like, did they know in “The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals” that the weirdo who demanded a hot chocolate would be the leading man of the high school horror show?

Did they know the prude they mentioned a few times would be a homophobic murderer who defiled a corpse, fucked a ghost, and became a vessel for dark lords?

Was the homeless man joke in BEFORE the recast because they were still brothers, or not?

#nerdy prudes must die #the guy who didn't like musicals #hatchetfield #team starkid #starkid #for those who didn’t put it together #the hot chocolate boy in TGWDLM is supposed to be Peter Spankoffski #but was recast after Robert Manion got put on hold for a while after a scandal then seemingly decided to go full burned bridges with them #also as a side note #that ‘obnoxious teen’ was also supposed to be the ticket taker in Black Friday but was rewritten to be a Joey character #because Robert Manion was going to be playing Ethan Green in the same scene against him #and then the ticket taker was going to be Richie Lipschitz in NPMD #but then Joey Richter was chosen to take over as Pete #so Ritchie was separated off and given to Jon Matteson #so the ticket taker went from being a Pete cameo to a Ritchie cameo to just an entirely unrelated character #I feel like I know too many behind the scenes details about these shows just through TVTropes #also does this technically mean Ritchie’s death is kind of sort of a way for the Langs to kill a Robert character again even after he left? #oh and the homeless man was Ted the whole time #nightmare time is a trip

[ghosthoodie]

corallteral damage

#my art #sicily(3) #kait(8) #agent 24 #angst #tw body horror #tw major character death #splatoon #splatoon 3 #side order #splatoon oc #digital art #artists on tumblr

[zeinkblotpot]

Soooo. Last stream was WILD wasn't it :D

Please consider reblogging, likes don't do anything on tumblr and reblogging is the only way to keep traction on a post <3

#my art #qsmp #qsmp fanart #qsmp philza #q!philza #qsmp philza fanart #qsmp missa #q!missa #qsmp missasinfonia #qsmp pissa #pissa #pissa nation #qsmp death duo #deathduo #this was such good character building on both sides but definitely philzas side #this has been what 7-8? more? months of queer yearning build up #they be like me fr #queer platonic r̶o̶m̶a̶n̶t̶i̶c̶ relationship ftw #inkblotarts

[blqckbeard]

like many people have already pointed out, if a good chunk of the fandom cares more about a side character than the two main characters, then the writers did something wrong.

#“this isn't the izzy hands tv show” true but then why did the writers make many of us only care about him and no one else 🤷🏻 #that's on them for making a side character more compelling than the main characters #izzy hands #the izcourse #ofmd critical #ofmd s2 spoilers #our flag means death

[1driedpersimmon]

L, but I got to make his character design

#god if I was ever in charge of a story like dn I would take every character design and really just #go 400% with the emo goth metal punk aes #like I appreciate the dn fashion and aes already it’s so funny #HOWEVER #Step aside boys I can handle it from here #heh #on a side note I finished my first rough draft of my detective story yippe #can’t wait to post about that too heh… #L #l lawliet #tiny Misa #tiny Light #death note

[leaflingsound]

they really did put izzy down like a three-legged elderly dog, huh. diagnosed him with narrative arthritis and then didn't even bother trying him on pain management before picking up the gun and walking him out back.

#ofmd critical #izzy hands #sincerely. this has got to be up there as one of the most shoddily written / poorly handled character deaths i have ever seen #still feeling baffled over the fact that iz survived a gunshot to the leg (that he lost a ton of blood from as is shown on screen!) #as well as severe infection and a major amputation #only to then be taken out from a single bullet to the famously invulnerable side of the body. #and christ don't get me started on 'this was a kindness to him' as if that's not the grossest statement you could make #about a recently disabled character whose healing arc had barely even begun to take form :| #gray's talkin tag

[greentrickster]

“I’m sorry. For English.” rolls through my head every time I’m reminded of what a freaking nonsense language it is in context of someone else learning or trying to comprehend it.

(Also, this is a really cute, fun comic in general, highly recommended!)

#english language #I'm sorry for english #let's speak english #mary cagle #the creator also has an ongoing absolute banger called Sleepless Domain #it's a magical girl story with some similarities to Madoka in that it's relatively dark #and also that death is Extremely Real and not reserved solely for baddies or side characters #but also the MC is baby and I love her

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

i don't think i posted doodles of Sundown Summer's loyal steed! he's a starry appaloosa. a... starpaloosa. constelloopa. appastella. he has a body count written in blood

#fun fact his character is Years older than sundown #he was originally a bounty hunter who happened to be a weird cartoon horse #i wonder if i can find any of his original doodles in an old sketchbook... #he looks pretty different but still Similar to his og design! #nah thats a lie. thats a blatant fucking lie lmao #he's kept the hat & the eye and the mane/tail #the sideburn is a new development #i like this spruced up design better! he has more Character to him! #scribble salad #forced idiots <3 #oc #original character #they love each other very much <3 #wlw mlm solidarity to the max #if anyone looks at sundown wrong he Will stomp them to death with his hooves #they were quite literally made for each other! #honestly someday i want to do a animatic for them w/ centaurworld's 'i was searching for you' song #bc Yeah. i have a scene in mind for them where that pretty much happens #oh to have a loyal gay murderous horse by my side... #man im so happy with his colors and overall design #not sure with sundown's colors but hmmmm its good enough for now #ill workshop it #he was almost a lighter blue w/ a black blanket and white stars #but i took one look and my brain went That Is Yeehaw Princess Luna so uhhhh this is better!

[spiraling-trap]

wanted to make a dn oc then had the idea to take one of the many female characters in dn and make her my oc

so i stole the girl that light went on that one date with and made her my own. She’s inspired by the fact that i want to see light get played by a girl for once

more stuff ab her ⬇️

she’s so good in the manga… in the anime they cut the scene where she just watches the bus jacking and light is like “well looks like our date is over because of that trauma and all” and she’s like “WYM? we’re still going!” like a crazy person

anyway i have a bit written up for her i think she pretends to be one of light’s friends bc she’s a bit obsessed with him but not romantically at all. obsessed in the way that she wants to be him and like steal his skin and wants what he has. but she’s jealous and kinda hates him too because he’s perfect and has it all/everything’s lined up for him unlike her (maybe she’s got no parents or uninvolved ones). idk. and she feels like no one else can see through light but her— she can see his people suit because she also wears a people suit #bpd #autism. so that makes her want to study him more. and to study him from up close she pretends to be a stupid girl with a crush on him because she knows that to light that makes him a moth to a flame

also she follows light to college so she sees all the Hideki Ryuga shit go down. maybe she starts investigating on her own when light literally disappears and doesn’t come to college anymore

ALSO i don’t know if it’s actually canon but i think she was also the girl that light saved from the motorcycle guys in the beginning. i imagine she was stalking light when that happened and doesn’t realize he saved her until later when the bus jacking happens and she realizes that the dangerous men from both scenarios died in the vicinity of light. so then she’s like Oh he has magic powers too now?! the bastard?! and eventually connects him with kira on her own

does any of this make sense outside of my brain

#death note #does this even count as an oc im kind of just making up a plot for a side character #i’ll tag it as oc anyway #death note oc #yuri kuromiya