#they may not believe in the supernatural but they are Tired and they will Fight

[ollie-ollie-oxenfreee]

Learning about bloodbanking and immunohematology for school made me realize just how annoyed those poor techs in vampire stories must be when some creature of the night swoops in and steals the transfusion units that they’d been so carefully testing and documenting

#that would honestly make for a fun npc character in a world of darkness game #some exhausted heme lab scientist working the night shift and noticing the units that they'd *just crossmatched* and made sure were ready #disappearing into thin air #they may not believe in the supernatural but they are Tired and they will Fight

[lazycats-stuff]

Hello, hope you're having a good day/night

I was wondering if I could request Bruce x Bat Dad (and some bat fam)

What if reader knew about the darker things in the world like demons and horrors unimaginable from the time he was small and that's why he doesn't talk about things like growing up or his family.

What if reader gets captured by a cult that torture him in order to force reader to translate strange eldritch books and artifacts.

You can choose how long it takes for Bruce to find reader

(What if Bruce and the batfam find out that reader has been hunting and investigating the supernatural like a small base of operations that looks more like a library with hidden weapons)

Hi, I hope you have a good day or night too. Of course you can request. Hehe. Lets go. Also, I'm sorry for taking so long... I hope you like it! And yes, the ending may be rushed, but it's not that bad.

Summary: (Y/N) gets taken for his knowledge.

Warnings: cult, fight, implications of torture... Nothing is really direct per say.

(Y/N) sighed as he closed his old leather book. He wished he didn't have this knowledge, this... (Y/N) swallowed as he put his book back and left the room, closing the fake bookcase. He rubbed his face as he was tired from this life. He wished he didn't have this knowledge. He knows the things that would turn the world upside down.

He met with hell's worst demons and he saw some of the other unspeakable horrors. (Y/N) never had a good life. He grew up in a satanic cult, the one who was genuinely believing that Satan is coming and that they are going to be his loyal servants.

He was apparently marked by Satan when he was born, but then again, when you are in a cult, you believe what they tell you. (Y/N) escaped when he was 16 years old, running like the devil himself was chasing him. (Y/N) came to Gotham with only clothes on his back.

Soon he met a nice guy who helped him. (Y/N) is smart and intelligent and he managed to start high school. He graduated after 3 years and went on to study history and religion at college. He was always interested in those things and soon enough, he found himself working in a museum.

It was a nice change of pace for once. Learning about old things and older religions and he liked it when he could teach someone something new. Of course, he was vigilant of new people and people in general. He was careful when meeting someone new, hoping that the cult didn't go after him. He could only hope so.

Dating after being in a cult it's difficult. Always suspicious of any one coming into his life romantically. Men or women, being suspicious from the get go was a certified way to see if someone was from the cult. It was also one of the fastest ways to get your relationship destroyed.

Then Bruce Wayne came into his life.

It was a coincidence. Bruce saw an interesting exhibition and decided to treat Damian to a little treat. (Y/N) was making his way through the museum, just enjoying his day and making sure every visitor was taken care of. He saw Bruce and Damian, looking in confusion.

(Y/N) walked over and asked if everything was okay and the rest was history. He lead the two through the museum, enjoying the fact that Damian knew a lot about history and it was actually fun to debate a child who knew something over a fact.

Bruce was quiet, enjoying the tour and well... Love at first sight for Bruce. He was chatting with (Y/N) and saw how guarded he was. Sure, everyone is guarded around strangers, but this is a whole another level of being guarded.

Bruce was rather intrigued, but he didn't want to push any boundaries. So he left (Y/N) his number, saying no pressure to say yes, but do call.

To say (Y/N) was a nervous wreck is an understatement. What the hell was Bruce Wayne doing with him? Was he just looking for a one night stand? Or was just flirting to keep with the playboy persona? He came home and stared at the card for 10 minutes, thinking about it.

Should he?

Should he not?

You know what? He's not made from glass. He will go for it and whatever happens, happens. He texted Bruce, he wasn't really brave enough to call. He really wasn't.

He jumped when he saw that Bruce responded.

To cut a very long story short, Bruce and (Y/N) are together to this day. The date went very well and (Y/N) was happy for the first time. He has never been happier. Together with a man who loves him and the kids who love him.

(Y/N) may love the kids more than Bruce, but Bruce won't complain. Anyone who accepted his kids, he was more than happy and if that person loved the kids more than Bruce...

Of course, in platonic way.

But there was something that bothered the family, well, not bothered, but it was interesting to them. It was (Y/N)'s past. It was something he hid and refused to talk about. He would get closed off and cold and soon enough they learnt to not ask about it.

Of course, in a family full of detectives, they wanted to investigate, but they knew that they shouldn't have because it was an invasion of privacy. So, they have decided to leave (Y/N)'s past alone.

Also, one thing that they loved about (Y/N) was the fact that he was teaching them history, something they all loved. Jason was a fan of Egypt and Sumerians. Dick loved European history, more so medieval times. Tim loved the Enigma and the making of a first computer?

And Damian? World War Two and Arabic history.

Alfred loved (Y/N) too and he would love nothing more for Bruce to marry that man. God knows that this household needs another emotionally stable person. Somewhat...

Alfred was not the one to complain.

He saw how (Y/N) and Bruce complimented one another and Bruce gave (Y/N) a push to write his book about history of religion. (Y/N) has always wanted to write that and Bruce gave him a push he needed. But not financially.

(Y/N) said he would do it all on his own. Bruce had no problem with that statement. He agreed to not pull connections with anyone or any publishing house. But he wasn't against getting (Y/N) his materials. He had no problem delivering the materials right to his door or at his work.

(Y/N) knew that Bruce was Batman so he knew that Bruce was in front of his apartment or in his office. (Y/N) enjoyed and was happy to see them.

(Y/N) entered his apartment and went to the kitchen. He was completely oblivious to the fact that there was a dark figure in his living room. (Y/N) took a sip of the water before he heard a creak on the floor board. He acted like it was nothing before throwing the glass in the direction on the sound. He hit the figure and (Y/N) grabbed a knife.

(Y/N) watched as the figure doubled down in pain, before recovering. The figure has stepped into the light and (Y/N) recognized the face.

" You motherfucker... " (Y/N) said as he gripped the handle of the knife tighter.

" That's no way to talk to your leader. " The deep male voice said and (Y/N) sized him up.

Maybe he can make it out. But the leader is strong and full of muscles. He has to evade him. Somehow.

That plan went down to shit when he saw two more figures. Sure, the leader needs to have protection. (Y/N) glanced between the trio. Someone is going to attack first.

Which one is the question.

(Y/N) ducked a punch and tried to stab the incoming one, but he was hurled over the couch, taking it with him. (Y/N) grunted as he hit the floor and he stood up after a few moments. He didn't have his knife with him.

Shit.

He nearly died when there was a fourth figure picking him up, before throwing him into his glass coffee table. (Y/N) grunted as he hit his head. He hissed as he tried to get up, but a kick to his face sent him flying back and he was dazed.

" I'm not coming with you. " (Y/N) said as he wiped the blood from his face.

" Oh you are. We know you can translate the demon transcriptions. And we need those translations. " The leader said and (Y/N) glared at them.

He won't go out without a fight.

" You are outnumbered. There is no way out. " The leader said and (Y/N) glanced at the other two. They were blocking the exit. They only way is to fight out or at least try.

But there was no weapon in sight. So he was screwed. Kicking and punching his way out can only take him so far.

But he had to try.

So he did just that. He tried to fight, but he was punched in the jaw quickly that he was nearly knocked. He fell down, hitting his head hard once more.

His vision was swimming and he couldn't see who was where anymore. His only hope now was Bruce. He knew Bruce would drop by later in the night and that he would find him. Bruce would never stop looking for him.

The kiddos too...

His jaw got punched once more and he blacked out. Now the cult had him where they wanted him. They could do what they pleased.

And if that meant torture... Well, then so be it.

Two fucking months. Bruce was losing his mind as he was looking for his boyfriend. He was horrified when he learnt of (Y/N)'s past, who wouldn't be terrified? Learning and growing up in a cult?

Bruce remembers the first time he entered the apartment and he will always wonder about a lot of things. More so that (Y/N) is somewhat normal.

Bruce was shocked that (Y/N) turned out normal. The trauma he must have went through... He was even more shocked when they found out the secret library in his apartment... Bruce had to call John Constantine to see what the hell was happening here.

John knew exactly what this was. (Y/N) was a hunter who hunted demons and banished them back to hell. Bruce was officially in the dark now. His beloved, his significant other was a hunter? Who went after demons?

Bruce didn't know how the hell he was going to explain this to his kids. How can you explain something like this? Bruce analyzed every part of the apartment, trying to figure out what happened.

He saw that (Y/N) had a knife, but was threw around the room. Then he was put through his glass coffee table. Bruce sighed quietly as John looked through the books.

" This is an amazing collection. " John commented as he looked through the books and the weapons.

" Is that really important right now? " Bruce snapped at the man and John just shrugged his shoulders.

" I guess not, but I know people who would kill for this collection. Bruce, he has knowledge of the single handedly one of the most ancient languages in the world. I can only count people on one hand that know this language. " John explained.

Bruce sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

" I think I know why they kidnapped your partner. " John said as he picked up a book. Bruce raised his brow in question.

" The cult that took him wanted some translations it seems. " John said as he opened and old, leather bound book, more interested in the book at the moment.

" That's not good. I'm assuming he will resist... They are going to torture him. " Bruce said solemnly, eyes darting around the apartment.

" We will put the bookshelf the way it was. Maybe they were after the books and weapons. " Bruce said and John sighed as he put the book where he found it and then did what Bruce asked from him.

From that day, two months passed. Bruce and everyone else worked tirelessly to find their favorite person. Bruce his boyfriend, soon to be a fiancé, the boys their second dad, one that is more emotionally open and Alfred needed one person who is going to be somewhat normal.

Bruce nearly jumped out of his skin when he got a location. They boys and him piled into the batmobile and drove as fast as the car allowed it.

To say that they had to fight their way in was an understatement. Alfred was anxiously waiting in the cave.

Bruce nearly died when he saw (Y/N). Bloodied, bruised... Bruce didn't want to know the specifics. He picked his beloved up and moved to the car and he made sure to call the SWAT team from GCPD, alongside a few more organizations.

The cult deserves it, okay? Was he over reacting? Maybe.

But that didn't matter now. What mattered is the fact that (Y/N) is taken care of and is alive and well.

To say he drove like a madman... Would be the biggest understatement of the century. Once they came, they rushed their favorite person to Alfred.

Time was of the essence.

Bruce waited for his boys to finish talking to their second dad. (Y/N) had awoken and although still weak, he still talked to his sons. After 20 minutes, Bruce ushered them out, making them all protest a bit, but in the end they knew that they need to go.

Jason hugged his dad, very carefully and left. Dick kissed his dad's cheek and Tim squeezed his hand. Damian hugged his second dad before leaving and the two partners are soon left alone.

" I'm sorry for not telling you the truth... But it was too difficult. " (Y/N) said and Bruce kissed his cheek softly.

" Don't apologize. I understand that. "

" I'm assuming you found my base? " (Y/N) asked and Bruce nodded.

" John said you have a collection people would kill for... This is such shit timing, but would you like to move in? " Bruce said and (Y/N) snorted, but stopped because of his ribs.

" Yes, I would love nothing more. "

Bruce kissed (Y/N)'s cheek again. " Good. I'll leave you to rest. "

" Can you stay with me? "

Bruce smiled and nodded, changing into his PJs before gently laying down next to (Y/N), wrapping him into blankets and the two quickly feel asleep.

The two were finally reunited.

#dc comics #dc x male reader #x male reader #batfamily #bruce wayne x male reader #batman x male reader #jason todd x male reader #red hood x male reader #dick grayson x male reader #nightwing x male reader #tim drake x male reader #red robin x male reader #damian wayne x male reader

[klausysworld]

Yandere!Reader with Sub Klaus

Vulnerable for the taking

Klaus was known to be ruthless and terrifying. He was someone who always got what he wanted and would do whatever necessary to have it.

The small issue was: so am i.

So when i met him, and i saw just how broken he was inside, i knew that i wanted to keep him. His eyes were so sad as he wondered the streets of Mystic Falls, poor thing was just nearly killed by his step-father, betrayed by his sister and told nobody would ever love him. How that pathetic excuse of a father was wrong.

He took a seat on the local park bench. His face fell to his hands and his body began to shake with his sobs.

I silently sat beside him, my hands moved to lightly rub his back making his head shoot up, he looked at me with confused and teary eyes.

“What did they do to you?” I muttered seeing his blood stained shirt.

“Who are you?” He questioned quietly

“Someone who wants to help” i whispered and he frowned

“I don’t need help” he murmured though his face nuzzled my hands subconsciously as i held him. My thumbs brushed over his stubble making his eyes droop, he was surely exhausted after fighting for his life.

“No? Bet you’re tired though, where are you staying? Let me take you home” i whispered. Now of course i knew where he was staying, he was in a hotel just outside of town while his mansion was being built by the hybrids he had gathered the past couple weeks. I already had a copy of the key to his room and the receptionist was lovely but he was a paranoid man and I couldn’t frighten him off now could i?

“Come on Niklaus” i encouraged as he looked to me cautiously

“How do you know my name?” He questioned i smiled at him

“I met your sister, Rebekah, she asked me to check you made it out alive incase the others did something to her, which I believe it’s safe to assume that they have.” I explained and he sighed in what i presume to be relief.

It’s true, i became fast friends with Rebekah after offering her somewhere to sit for lunch, she was easy to get open up, she spilled everything about her family in the span of ten minutes. I liked her, she was very bouncy and joyful and then when she mentioned her brother who had murdered there mother and feared her father would murder him in an act of revenge, well it was a great opportunity to meet him and have him see me as someone good.

I may or may not have found out some information on him since his first mentioning in town. See Caroline, Bonnie and Elena weren’t exactly quiet with their talking about the supernatural, i found out like a lot.

So i ended up having a thing for him. It’s fine plus he’s a fun person to try and capture. I thought he’d be a little more angsty but thankfully i got him at a vulnerable time, he was quiet and exposed.

“You can come to my house if you don’t want to go back to wherever you’re staying?” I offered and his head nodded slightly

“Rebekah sent you?” He confirmed

“Bekah sent me, said that they were planning something with…Mikael?” I told him and that was enough evidence for him as he nodded and stood up letting me bring him to my home.

He stayed silent the entire time as i brought him to my room and gave him some clothes to change into and a towel for his shower. He thanked me quietly before disappearing into the bathroom. When he reemerged he was little keener to talk.

“How did you meet my sister?” He asked as i combed through his hair, i had convinced him i could help nourish his curls.

“School, she makes a big impression” I muttered gently getting out the little knots that had formed

“You must too if she chose to be friends with you” he hummed looking to me through the mirror infront of us

“I think she just needed someone to he kind to her” i said with a smile as his lips upturned back at me.

I added the mousse to his hair and gently brought my fingers through it to apply it evenly. I watched as his eyes fell shut and his lips parted as i massaged his scalp. I tugged lightly at a lock of his hair causing a moan to slip from his mouth, his eyes opening as his cheeks went bright pink and a smirked at him through the mirror

“Just let your hair dry naturally and ur should come out nice and curly” i told him while spraying his hair over and taking a step back. His eyes were already shades lighter than when i found him earlier as he smiled

“Can we sleep now? I’m exhausted” he muttered and i nodded

“Of course you can stay in my bed, I’ll be just downstairs” i told him gently stroking his face with the back of my fingers

“Nonsense you should stay in the bed with me. I won’t bite, promise” he said while beckoning me over to the bed and pulling me down with him.

“I don’t know…I’m told biting is your specialty” i hummed and he grinned showing me his sharp, deadly teeth making me roll my eyes and lay down beside him

“I have no reason to bite you” he mumbled as he shuffled closer to me.

He fell asleep with his head on my chest, mumbling to me about something I couldn’t quite make out while i wrapped my arms around him. He was such easy prey for someone who was known to be a predator.

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Since that day my home had become a safe haven of sorts for him. He was always sat waiting for me when i got home, eyes lighting up when i walked through the door.

It got to the point where he could only sleep if he were in my arms

“You keep the nightmares away” he murmured once as he nuzzled my neck and i hummed “Then I’ll just have to keep you here with me” and he didn’t seem too bothered by it, rather happy i would say as he nodded and kissed my neck tenderly.

He became more attached by the second and i loved it. He never put up a fight when i asked for him to stay, when i wouldn’t let him leave my hold and keep him in my bed all day.

I found that he was uncharacteristically well behaved and kind. He always had me do his hair and tend to his wounds. He would sit patiently and allow me to do whatever i like, he had grown to completely and utterly trust me.

It were as though he were a puppy and i were his master. He was obedient and learnt to follow me wherever i went.

His siblings didn’t mind me taking him, i kept him with me always. Got him to move in and everything. Sometimes his family would come visit

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so…comfortable” Elijah told me as he watched Niklaus cook our dinner

“Uhuh sure, i mean i knew he was a dog but this is stepping it up” Kol muttered making me glare and Rebekah smack the side of his head

“I think it’s sweet, he’s happy” she murmured with a small smile as she flicked her eyes between us.

Klaus was even more happy knowing his family liked me, all the more eager to stay with me.

It wasn’t long until i had him entirely.

How he thrived when he was beneath me was addicting, having him squirming and whining while he his hands stayed tied above him head “Please, please let me” he would whimper as he neared his high, eyes screwed shut as he hung onto the edge tightly “not yet, you gotta be good, just another minute” but he could never wait the whole moment.

I had him wrapped around my finger in every way,practically and sometimes literally on a leash. He came to me whenever he needed or wanted for something and i did whatever i could to get it for him. Whether it was stealing Elenas blood or punishing a certain Lockwood for a betrayal.

“I’ll keep you safe” i would assure him as he would smile back at me

“I know you will” he murmured

“Yeah?” I whispered kissing his cheek and he nodded as i climbed on top of him

“I know because i love you” he uttered and i felt my heart grow

“I love you too, i always will”

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[astrogre]

Debunking: Sun in 12th house

The Enigma Placement

This placement is rarely spoken of and when it is, it is mentioned as a somewhat negative or undesirable placement. I always like to say that there is no such thing as “bad” placements. Yes there are placements in detriment and fall however that doesn’t make it exclusively bad, take Scorpio Venus natives, although Venus is in detriment here those guys are extremely alluring but of course this comes with challenges, Libra mars is also in detriment and those natives may actually deemed rather attractive when expressing aggression or be favored or more likely believed in conflict due to their demeanor, there’s pros and cons to this. My heart goes out for you 12th housers that must be tired of hearing how your planets energy do not materialize and how this house is undesirable compared to the other glorified sun placements.

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Character that encapsulates this placement:

Neo, the Matrix.

Literally everything. He discovered his strengths while asleep or with eyes closed. Most of his groundbreaking moments are when he’s fighting alone with beings of another dimension and he takes the red pill. 12th housers are the kind to take the red pill.

Movie that encapsulates this placement:

Shutter Island.

The way this movie highlights paranoia, delusion in illuminating the truth, being seen as crazy, seeing something others can’t, the inquisitive detective, a mental asylum and then surrendering oneself as he goes for the lobotomy knowing who he really is with a smile on his face

Song that encapsulates this placement:

Kerosene- Crystal Castles (listen to this song while you read this to immerse yourself in the 12th house surroundings)

The unsettling calm dark atmosphere expressed in this song while inaudible voices play in the background.

Also look at the lyrics they embody this placement well.

Tv show that encapsulates this placement:

Gravity Falls I don’t need to explain this one. This entire show SCREAMS 12th house. Every episode was eery and always felt like the show was trying to say something…

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Qualities of 12th house sun

One thing about sun in 12th house is when people speak of your identity being hidden from others, this isn’t always because of you. 12th house can also represent prisons, you may be in surroundings that don’t allow you to be yourself not because you can’t but because others prevent you or punish you for doing so, if it is not yourself it can be because of your father. The sun represents your father figure, aspects to Saturn only amplify this. Look at aspects to your sun in 12th house this can show which planets energy contribute to this and what or whom may imprison you from showing up as your true self

E.g, sun 12th opposite Saturn 6th house can indicate someone who has authority over you that can try to snatch your light, your moment or your self expression from coming out in the things you do no matter how much you want to simply be yourself, just the kind of person that constantly has something to say about you like “you’re leaving the house like that?” , “If you want to be anything in life you have to do *this*” To extremes this person can even end up forcibly trying to choose your entire life path for you.

Another thing you’ll hear about a 12th houser is that you may have a mystical ability such as clairvoyance or knowing the future. This placement does not always manifest this way! Instead as a 12th houser you are good and I mean VERY good at finding out the truth, this can be people who know secrets about governments, the afterlife, spiritual realm, you may know deeper things about religion, the dark or evil things of this world that others brush off or just never reach the revelation of knowing and it may not always happen via a supernatural gift. How this manifests is dependent on both your sun sign and the aspects it makes, think of it like the main character in the horror movie that pisses off the evil spirits because they find out it’s weaknesses which can lead to a happy ending (Like Coraline, Blair witch game, Alice in Wonderland)

Think of your main character detective that the government/culprit would want to frame or discharge because he knows too much of the corruption and is a threat. (Benjamin from animal farm, Dipper from Gravity Falls)

I once heard that 12 house suns are known to be famous in the spiritual realm. You may be well known there or would feel comfortable being there.

Say for an example you believe in demons,angles, ghosts, otherworldly 4th to 11th dimension beings, they may know you very well because you spend time with them or you’re a hot topic like you’re the hot topic of the astral realm, there may be talk about you. Can be good, can be bad. Just like the way before Neo joined the matrix everyone had heard of him and people who he didn’t even know would greet him or say “this is supposed to be the chosen one?” Gossip about him and be able to say things about him that wasn’t publicly known in his previous “fake” world.

You may discuss or know about very niche or rare information and topics. Like conspiracy theories. Secrets and wisdom just falls on your lap. E.g. how Neo was the only one who saw the deja vu black cat. You may have it shown to you in dreams, e.g. realizing you want to be a professional tennis player because of a dream you had playing it in front of others and how good it felt to do it. Or if you are someone like Aries 12h sun you can be someone who actively goes around looking for your wisdom and always succeeds in finding it.

If you were to ever reveal or vocalize your secrets or people were to hear what you know it could piss people off with how much you know, or it can enlighten others.

This is because you yourself are a torch, the sun is the most LUMINOUS planet(right in the literal house of secrets and unknown things) and naturally, the people and things that live in the dark are hiding for a reason, you unveil them so clearly and it makes some panic. Aspects to Uranus make this even more hectic. You have insight on topics that may be so uncomfortable for others that they’ll think you’re crazy or super intelligent

If the 12th house sun native contemplates upon themselves they can end up identifying truths about themselves rather efficiently. These guys can end up being their own therapists but can constantly be under their own scrutiny or be rather self destructive because of what they find out about themselves Imagine the way a sun may reflect towards itself in the mirror, that heat and energy is just constantly projected on itself

you guys would thrive in arts because you have the chance to show other people what the general public don’t know. This can be in painting, technology, science, writing, fashion literally ANY form of medium you decide to vocalize what you know. You give something unheard of when you pour your soul into it.

What makes you different to others is that you thrive here, you thrive in the place of endings, darkness and hidden mysteries whether others like it or not you easily just keep discovering more information. (Can trigger people who wear masks like authority).

You guys are also fearless and brave mother fuckers. My goodness. With sun being here you are NOT afraid to be in dark places, (I don’t necessarily mean physically) or you can be scared but you keep going in deeper anyway, your environment can be very shitty like the people around you may be very gloomy, people around you may have given up on their dreams etc but you have immunity, willpower and confidence in times when normally people would surrender. A developed 12th house sun may thrive in places where people have limiting beliefs instead of internalizing them as their own.

Now with fame, I’ve heard plenty of times that people say 12th house for attaining fame is basically the worst placement to have because the self is “hidden” but remember astrology EXPLAINS things. You can still be super famous and have major 12th house sun placement eg. Selena Gomez, Katy Perry, Margot Robbie, Frank ocean

An undeveloped sun 12h can be villainised. Because of what you know as mentioned before, it can drive you to feel like there’s something wrong with you, that you won’t be accepted, that you just can’t fit in. Doja cat has Sun in 12th house in Libra and is VERY much attacked for her spiritual expression via her clothes, hair and makeup(Libra rules over Venus:beauty) she also has a 12th house stellium and it is no secret that she struggles with mental health and dislikes being constantly seen by others yet loves expressing herself (her instagram lives and self expressive personality).

Another sun in 12th house and a 12th house stellium native is Keanu reeves. I do not know this man personally but he is known for staying out of drama and even hides from the public. My point is you 12th housers are perfectly capable of flowing full of identity. Your identity isn’t incapable of being shown to others, YOU just don’t want to show it.

If you guys became famous you’re very much the kind to abandon your fanbases 😅🤣. Like you’ll go on a 4 year hiatus and come back like nothing happened. This is because you need to retreat to yourselves. because this is where your inner self feels comfortable AND because sometimes you’re really hard on yourself and want to give up quickly. Zayn Malik and Frank ocean both do this and have their 12th house suns

You don’t like being rushed and won’t put yourself out there just because others want you to.

With sun being in 12th house YOU can be underestimated by yourself and others. Although 10th/1st house rules how you are perceived. You can be misinterpreted here because your literal identity is being withheld in the house of secrets and hidden truths.

Your inner self is enriched with knowledge and little is shown on the outside. Outside looking in there is no way of telling what is inside you but once you look inside… once people see you for who you are there’s more than what people could imagine. You’re like Mary poppins strange bag that fits SO MUCH stuff or like the genies lamp in Aladdin that when you look inside they have a whole ass mansion in that bottle

you’re the true iceberg deep dive. This is what they mean by 12 house being the house of depth and the unknown. People always suspect there’s more to you than you let on. People may be suspicious of you. The way as children we used to suspect our toys of coming to life while we’re at school or not looking at them; that’s how other people may see you. You literally live like the Toy Story characters- when people look and assess you, you make yourself “normal”, “invisible”, “scarce” while they are suspicious of you.. in reality you’re living a whole live action, cinematic, multiverse, marvel Bollywood drama 🎭

A Scorpio sun in 12th house may manifest this in a creepier way. Kind of like the weeping angels from doctor who, like there’s a dark side to them that they keep under check but when nobody’s looking it comes out. You guys can scare people, easily sneak behind someone and then they turn around and flinch, alarmed at how easily you did it

12th house sun and your sleep. Man you guys are bed lovers. You may really enjoy sleeping or just spend a lot of time in bed. You may feel like you get more energy than others just from being in bed. Vampire 🧛‍♀️ oh especially you Taurus 12th house suns, your self care routine must be so good. If you guys are having a bad day sleep is your best medicine

You may also LIVE in your dreams like that’s when you can really be yourself. Your dreams can even consume you because of how much emotions you can feel in them. Average 12th house sun or stellium can end up having dreams like them starting law school at 16, then finding the closest friendship group from their weekly gym membership class and then resulting in them meeting their wife, they have 4 kids, Lauren, Taylor, Marcus and Zoey. They buy a Lexus family car, register as a fully accredited and licensed lawyer watch their kids grow up to be fine adults in their twenties and then wake up realizing it was all a dream and feel sad because they miss their old life. Their dreams may heavily impact their life decisions.

As a 12th house sun you may be most productive towards the end of the day, during the night.

You guys can be gooood liars, maybe not in general but you can be very evasive upon things about yourself without even realizing it too, you are what Neptune 1st housers think they are.

#Spotify #astro notes #dark astrology #astro placements #astro observations #12th house #12th house sun #aries sun #taurus #pisces #astrology

[the-s1lly-corner]

Can I pretty please have some SFW romantic headcanons for Zooble with a humanoid biblically-accurate angel (S/O)? 🥺👉👈

The angel look is just their digital look, though it comes with a perk (Hovering a few millimeters off the ground, though it took them a long while to do so without crashing into someone.)

Also, let me say the angel look is entirely ironic, the (S/O) is a cheeky flirt. Basically the dynamic is “Shut up.” “Make me~!”

(You don’t have to do this, I just think Zooble is neat. I have an OC who is like what I just described. I ship them together and I’m curious how you would write this out-!)

Zooble x biblically accurate angel!reader !

So so so sorry it took so long to get tto this anon ! I've been in a little motivation slump and between fighting intense allergies and taking baking orders, I only really find the time to answer requests late at night 😭😭

Evil so, I hope you enjoy this !!

Honestly I think theyd think you look cool!

I always say that zooble is into the supernatural and the macabre, and even though Angels dint fit the macabre... and actually I'm not 100% sure if they fit the supernatural..? They still find your look to be very interesting!

Obviously they understand that you're not actually an angel in real life

Gives you a very creative name

"Angel"

I can already hear them saying it in their tired, "I'm so done with everything and everyone" voice

Likes holding your hand and letting you glide next to them

Usually you guys talk while walking around... not really speaking about much

Now onto the flirting

The flirting!

Okay I believe I may have said this somewhere, but zooble does not like PDA

Like I feel like anything more than hand holding is out of their comfort zone... please don't be overly flirty with them in front of others

It's not like theyre embarrassed by you or the relationship or want to hide it, they just dont like the.. vulnerability that comes with being publicly flustered.. gotta keep up the "I'm so done" thing and they don't like being percieved as anything else

You're the only exception ^

When you teo are alone, that's an entirely different story

I like to think their antennae twitch when you get them all flustered... sure I usually hc that they twitch when they're irritated, but I think the flustered twitching is cute too

Their spiral eye spins slowly when you decide to give em some kisses!

Careful not to overwhelm them, they're probably going to fall apart.... literally

Honestly I love the idea of zooble trying to act cool, even when it comes to romance only to just not be used to it at all

Like they're not helpless or totally inexperienced, but... you know...!

I think if I had to rate the characters in order of who takes flirting like a champ and who cant, I think I would put it like...

Caine takes it like a champ, then its ragatha, jax, kinger, zooble, pomni, and gangle who immediately holds and melts

So I guess zoobles a middle point! Just depends on what all you're doing to them !

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #zooble x reader #zooble x you #zooble imagine

[soulchronicity]

welcome to cj haunted au an au where two roommates move into a house with a ghost that doesnt like company more info and notes under the cut :)

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Jupiter Storm aka Mind he/it Quick to label paranormal events as something else, it took Jupiter a while to acknowledge Soul's existence. The ghost made it's presence very well known to him when it was getting tired of Jupiter ignoring him. Despite it constantly pushing off the paranormal as something more "logical", Jupiter has the ability to sense and even touch spirits. A very useful ability for getting out of trouble. Though it does have the backfired effect of Soul's more physical attacks having more effect against Jupiter. He has the brunt of Soul's attacks and has the scars to show it. He has a habit of not sleeping for long periods of time, or getting very little sleep when he does. He did it before moving into the new house, but frequent nightmares have definitely made it worse. Its body also has the tendency to extremely overheat for reasons he doesn't know. It has nothing to do with the paranormal, it just happens. He is the only one that can cook. Unfortunately sleeps in Soul's old room, which leads to issues. He has chronic headaches. Hates mirrors, leading to a lack of mirrors in the house. For the most part, there are only the bathroom mirrors.

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Juno Moon aka Heart they/he/she A fan of the supernatural and things alike, Juno immediately knew something was in the house with them and Jupiter. He tried to get in contact with this new spectral roommate, with success. Juno is visually impaired. Despite this, they do have the ability to see ghosts, whether the ghost wants to be seen or not. Only, she and others tend to ignore whatever he sees due to their vision issues and history of hallucinations (visual and auditory). Soul took a liking to Juno, so for the most part they are spared from harm. They enjoy making friendship bracelets, making sure to make a pair for themself and his new friend Soul. She has a habit of oversleeping which Jupiter tries to help them avoid doing, to little avail. Despite seeming like the more passive of the pair, Juno starts way more fights than Jupiter does. They can also be decently aggressive if agitated. They are a little too trusting of Soul, quick to push off most negative things Jupiter says about the ghost.

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Grey Spring aka Soul, Ghost, Spirit, and any other word for ghost any pronouns (typically it/he) A tragedy who has been dead too long to remember much of his past and who he was before. The only clear memory being his death, something it wishes it could forget. A poltergeist whose favourite hobby is shattering glass. A lot of money is spent on buying new plates and cups to replace the ones Soul smashes. It isn't too fond of people living in his house, chasing out most of the people who move in. It was murdered by someone he was roommates and friends with. And when it sees Jupiter and Juno move in as roommates, it immediately assumes one of the two is going to kill the other and wants to prevent that from happening. Soul projects his trauma onto the two, seeing Juno as more like itself and Jupiter more like its murderer. This leads to clear favouritism as well as a strong desire to want to get rid of Jupiter to save Juno. (Despite the fact Juno is more likely to kill Jupiter, opposite to what Soul believes.) He also hates Jupiter for a number of smaller reasons, little annoyances that keep adding up. Jupiter is in its room, Jupiter keeps things dark, he's taller than Soul, he ignored him for a good amount of time, he still tries to ignore it while it is trying to threaten him. It hates the dark. Usually ghosts may turn lights off for a scare, but Soul turns lights on for his own comfort. Something that annoys Jupiter, and sometimes Juno.

#doodle dabble #chonny jash #cccc #cj mind #cj soul #cj heart #cj haunted au #tw scars #ask to tag honestly #ghost soul is a tad torn up #sorry for the length of the ramble under the cut im very hyperfocused on this au at the moment #this has been in my drafts for a bit too long. the food is stale

[onecantsimply]

Hello, I hope you are having a nice day!

I just wanted to make a small request for a headcanon ¿How would Jack react to a reader gn who has a similar personality to Yugi Tsukasa? (just removing the evil and sadistic) if you don't know the character, it's ok, just ignore this request ^^

P.D: I love the way you write, I feel that you do it very much according to the character

P.D 2: I'm sorry if my level of English is not the best

Yes you may- My apologies for the lack of updating-

I haven’t watched Toilet Bound in such a long time-

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• Well, you’re contracted to him, which means that he knows very well of how childish you are, and how attached you can be to your older brother. This slightly influences Jack to treat you as if you’re a child, in which you can protest about.

• He thinks of it as adorable.

• You’re pretty cheerful, and usually float around to find things that Jack may enjoy. Perhaps tea leaves or things like that? Well, Jack enjoys it anyways, which is all that you’re really looking for.

• Sometimes, you use the small koku-joudai to make play tricks on others out of mischievousness. Even Jack himself. Though, he realizes it due to a certain pattern you have while manipulating them.

• Though, it does work on Hlökk, who you enjoy playing with. She’s like your little version of your older brother’s friend.

• Anyhow, seeing as how Jack does tend to be a night owl, and doesn’t get much sleep, you like to change that. So, you just make him sleep with a sleep induction so he wakes up better energized. Let’s say he wasn’t used to it, and seemed more tired than before- However, the more you used this, the more he got used to it.

• While you can be playful and childish, you can also be strong. Even if you are a spirit contracted to Jack, if any God dared to even insult him or Hlökk, you would make sure they paid accordingly if you were allowed.

• If you weren’t, you would simply have to tolerate it and float next to the pair with a dangerous smile on your face.

• If we are saying you were contracted with Jack since he was alive, you definitely weren’t as chill as you are now. People in Mother Goose didn’t stand much of a chance against a spirit, really. Sniper bullets and blades, as well as razorwhips or physical strength just didn’t phase you one bit.

• You were capable of doing things like killing without remorse. And you still are, you just don’t do it often because of how Jack doesn’t really allow you to. Additionally, who needs killing when you have a little sister figure to tease-?

• That being said, you do like to cause chaos somewhat. Nothing is known as to what amuses you that much to cause this amount of chaos. However, Jack somewhat connects it as you enjoying the facial expressions of people when they decide to stop holding back. Somewhat alike to his own addiction to seeing the color of fear or despair in his own victim’s eyes.

• After the fight with Heracles, Jack is shown to believe that he doesn’t exactly want to do things with violence anymore. Nor does he want to see the fear in anyone else.

• He knows fully well that you believe that the supernatural should act as you want, which is why he only made a suggestion to stop killing. You abide to it as you can, but sometimes, you can’t restrict it with how much of an asshole people are. Jack understands, of course.

• With a childish and playful personality, can come a manipulative one. You have definitely manipulated Jack into something, but he just doesn’t remember what. Nor does he remember that you’ve manipulated him.

• As a spirit, you can also be controlling. However, it never does occur often.

• Though, this ain’t what we talkin about-

• Your relationship with Jack has never been specified as platonic or romantic. All people know if that you two are close, and have been for at least 130 years.

• Whichever the case, people just don’t know how you two see each other other than the best of friends or simply contractor and spirit. You two are unknown, even with how people may look into Jack’s file. Whenever they do, information gets blocked out, even if it isn’t supposed to be doing that.

• Well, that at least says that you’re protective over him.

• No one knows where your file is either, so no one knows your backstory. Though, they do go to your older brother, who seems hesitant to reveal things.

• They couldn’t get much out of him either.

• Back with you and Jack, you two seem to enjoy walking or floating around while talking. Perhaps sitting by a good garden and having some treats. Naturally, he enjoys your presence, especially how your color looks.

• He’s looked at it for 130 years and hasn’t grown tired of it. Get a man that looks at you like that.

• You two are in Hlökk’s room? No problem. Just have tea and treats in there. You sometimes bury yourself in the plushies she has. May or may not jump scare anyone that walks by if they do. You say it’s comfy.

• All in all, your relationship with him is unknown. But people know fully well that they’ll find out whatever the hell you two are.

• You two have no idea of whatever the hell they’re doing.

#record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #jack the ripper #jack the ripper record of ragnarok #jack the ripper x reader #snv jack the ripper #ror jack the ripper

[mari-lair]

What’s ur opinion on the whole Teru and kou fight ? Do u think any of them where in the wrong ? ^^

I love it, it’s one of my all time favorite chapters! I will die for the Minamoto bros!

And I think both boys are justified but in the wrong.

Before I get into their fight, is good to remember that their conflict is a follow up to the young exorcist mini arc. The arc that actually had a “proper” resolution, ending with Kou promising to take responsibility and interfere if Hanako proved to be dangerous.

A lot happened after this promise: We got Nene's lifespan reveal, Kou’s promise to always be on her side, his feelings of failure after Mitsuba’s death, which only increased after Hanako called him out for “talking big but having no solutions to offer”, his promise with the second Mitsuba, and much more.

Kou got overwhelmed by it all. So much so, he stopped giving his promise to Teru any thought, something we are explicitly shown in chap 65, where Teru wasn’t even an option when he started thinking about his “top priorities.”

And even more happened after the study camp, so it wasn’t surprising that he decided to side with Yashiro.

But Teru doesn’t know any of that, in his mind, this promise is just as important to him as it is to Kou. He is so confident Kou will keep his word and stop Hanako if he shows signs of being dangerous, that he gives Kou full liberty: He let Kou hang out with Hanako and other ghosts, he even teams him up with Nene when they are searching for a way to the far shore because he believed nothing would make Kou go against him.

Now, Teru is a smart person, but he is also arrogant, so when he comes to a conclusion he always assumes he is right.

He never asks Kou anything because he assumes Kou understands Hanako crossed the line by destroying the yorishiros, which caused enough damage for the need of a severance and led Aoi to her death, and he will take responsibility for it.

He clearly trusts Kou to keep his word, and the interesting thing about Teru is that as guarded and prideful as he is, when he trusts someone with something, he trusts them blindly. He is genuinely surprised when Kou breaks his promise and points his weapon at him.

Teru is hurt but he remains calm, he acts tired and unamused, almost testing Kou at first. Not taking him serious.

He ignores Kou to run after Hanako. He blocks and dodge but refuses to give Kou a fight. Even when there is no denial Kou is there to stop him, Teru doesn’t raise his voice, looking disappointed and tired. Annoyed at most. 

He acts as if Kou messed up big time, but it's not personal.

He only loses his cool when Kou proudly declares he is on Nene’s side.

Not Teru’s side. Nene’s side.

This is when Teru snaps. Kou may not have thought much about his decision, but this hit Teru hard: There are few people Teru genuinely cares about, and even fewer that he trusts. 

Watching the unshakable truth that his family will always be by his side be proven wrong messes with both Teru’s feelings and his ego.

Teru have every right to be angry here. Kou didn’t take Teru’s feelings into consideration at all when decided to side with Nene, so it can easily feel like he doesn’t need Teru anymore. That he doesn’t care. 

But Kou also have every right to get angry.

Teru didn’t bring up their deal, and didn’t mention how this hurt, he stayed on the "high ground" to feel like he have control, so for Kou, his aggression came out of nowhere.

Kou is genuinely surprised by Teru’s change in attitude. It feels like his brother is being cruel for no reason, bringing up his chores and demoting his determination as playing hero just to make him feel bad.

It’s not normal of him, so Kou's first instinct is to blame it on supernaturals. He doesn’t think at any point that he hurt Teru, and he doesn’t assume Teru wants to hurt him either since he knows Teru cares about him, he is just rationalizing as best he can. And the one thing he can’t understand at all is Teru’s attitude with supernaturals.

His unease only turn into anger when Teru snaps that Kou doesn’t understand him, as if Kou should be able to.

But Kou can’t, because Teru never tells him anything. Kou is rightfully angry to be blamed for something Teru brought on himself.

Teru can’t expect to get understanding, sympathy, or anything to help handle his pain when he is the one that doesn’t allow himself to be vulnerable and honest with Kou.

Teru dug his own grave and dragged Kou in it too, even if Teru doesn’t realize it.

Teru built this image of someone ‘unbeatable and reliable’ since Kou was extremely young, he is almost untouchable, someone Kou can’t imagine helping outside domestic tasks. While it doesn’t make Kou’s action any less careless and insensitive, I can understand why he would prioritize those that he had failed before and ‘needs his help’, over Teru’s feelings.

Teru had good intentions when trying to protect Kou but he only fucked up Kou's self-esteem and give him a whole different batch of issues.

Kou hates being pushed away. He doesn’t want to play hero, he doesn’t want to be seen as a useless kid, he never asked Teru to keep him in the dark and protect him. It hurt, to not be trusted with anything meaningful.

He knows taking care of the house is important but he doesn’t want to replace their mom. He wants to be by Teru's side, he wants to be dependable and respected too, which in the Minamoto household heavily connects with being a ‘good exorcist’.

He envies Teru for being a good exorcist.

Why wouldn’t he? Teru is praised and respected, Teru always smiles to not worry Kou, he paints his night patrols as fighting evil monsters, like the heroes on tv, and never vents about his rough nights.

Kou isn't stupid he must know from Teru's fucked up schedule and bruises that being an exorcist isn't easy. But since he isn't shown how it permanently beats people down, he only assumes Teru finds it 'too hard for him', which translated to 'Kou can't take it'.

Teru harsh words also hit were it hurt. It goes straight to Kou’s insecurities.

Teru can be cold but he takes his role as a big brother very seriously, so he understands his decisions had a negative effect on Kou. He is sad about it but he still doesn’t think he was wrong to keep Kou in the dark. So he doesn’t apologize, he tries to share his point of view, no sugar coating so the message sink in.

The problem is that Teru is horrible at words so instead of telling Kou his feelings and worries, try to make his line of thought something easy to follow, he shows it through actions. It feels needlessly aggressive to knock Kou’s staff off his hand and slam him on the train, but it is the way Teru knows how to express himself. It doesn’t make his behaviour any less bad, one of the worst ways to show his point of view on the matter, but is understandable from the way he grew up that this is his first instinct when he want to 'send a message'.

Calling Kou weak isn’t a payback moment or a power play, it’s what Teru genuinely believes in, is something he knows will hurt Kou and he is not happy about it. It’s why he never said it before, is why we can see his distress and frustration from how his mouth was drawn and his eyes are covered.

His attempt to ‘protect’ Kou stunted Kou’s growth as an exorcist and made him weaker than he would have been if he was trained properly.

It was wrong of Teru to make this call, he was insensitive and careless too, he didn’t consider Kou’s feelings at all.

But is understandable. Being weak doesn’t have the same meaning to Teru as it does to Kou.

Teru envies Kou's weakness.

Kou also hid his feelings of inferiority and helplessness from Teru, greeting him with a bright smile, so of course Teru mostly sees the good side of being left behind on patrol: weakness is a lack of shackles, a lack of sleepless nights, and bloody family history.

Being a prodigy ruined Teru’s life. He can be a very efficient exorcist but he doesn’t know how to be a functional human being. A lot of what he did to protect Kou is him projecting, giving Kou what Teru wished he had.

Teru may be proud of his skills, arrogant even, but he knows his deep connection to exorcism made him colder and harder to deal with, alienating him from his peers in a way he didn’t want Kou to experience. He truly believes he is doing the right thing by leaving him in the dark.

He never wanted to hurt Kou. Just like Kou didn’t want to hurt him.

But they did, they both fucked up.

In short: They have a huge communication problem, but they care a lot about each other, and I really need them to have another talk.

#toilet bound hanako kun #kou minamoto #minamoto teru #tbhk #the way this got so long even when i tried to not go in detail over how much they hurt me is baffling #no one have time for this wall of text rip #idk if i could put my insanity about these two into words well #but let it be know they destroy me emotionally cause they care so much but their communication is shit #the realization i did this in one day so is probably far less articulated than imagine just hit me and now i have f e a r s #teru minamoto #character analysis

[asmallmoon333]

Halloween season! So monster AU Lawlight. What do you think they would be? The rest of the cast?

Fun question!! I'd say in a Haloween setting we'd have:

Light: Demon, particularly one with powers of compulsion, contracts, and death. Makes a contract in exchange for a life, the contractees never get what they think they will and all end up dying of heart attacks. Alias Kira, goal to purify the world. He's a pretty young supernatural, only a year old after dying as a human at 23. Demons are humans or supernaturals that died with unfilfilled desires, but ones so strong they become demons rather than ghosts. Helps if they contracted another demon before dying. They can also very sucessfully pass as the human/super they used to be, making them difficult to find.

L: Vampire, very old and powerful, has spent most of the last few decades napping. May or may not have been due to an epic sugar crash. He heard Demon blood tastes wonderfully sweet from an anonymous source and now wants to confirm >v>. Goal: to have cake and nibble on Kira.

Misa: Witch, she's been working ages to make a love potion that works on a demon. Has been unsuccessful. In the meantime tries her best to kill L with unique spells. Also unsuccessfully. A very powerful witch as she has a demon familiar who shares her powers with Misa.

Rem: Demon familair, Misa's in particular. Her original form was something aquatic, deep sea horror-type supernatural. She bound herself to Misa willingly out of love and gave Misa full access to her powers. That's why Misa is a very powerful witch despite still being human, and why Light keeps her around.

Ryuk: Also a demon, but uncontracted. Was a tengu before dying. He was the one that made a deal with Light was the latter was human, and the reason Light was reborn as a demon after dying. Is having the time of his life.

Mello: Vamp, sired by L so he took some of his traits. Mello was dying one night from a gang fight and L saved him and then just vanished. Mello wants to meet L to ask him why he turned him. He's competitive against Near. Doesn't try to control his bloodlust at all, and becomes the head of the mafia that killed him in a very brutal takeover.

Near: Also a Vamp sired by L, doesn't care as much as Mello does, but is still curious to meet him. Was half-fae on his mother's side but no one knew it since he was an orphan, the fact that he managed to turn successfully into a Vamp shocked a lot of people. Is under constant watch by the US government. He can control his bloodlust very well and has muted emotions. He's ambivalent to Mello.

Matt: Sylph, electric specifically. Likes to static shock people for fun. Was Mello's friend when he'd been human but didn't tell him about the supernatural community. He and Mello are sometimes at odds because of it since Mello thought they'd told each other everything, considering they grew up together.

Watari: Mad Scientist/Professor Fankenstein type. Can bring inanimate objects to life. He woke L from a very long sleep and now works with him to police the unruly supernatural community in exchange for the blood of criminals L catches. His main goal is to stop Kira.

Kiyomi: Siren, her voice and words can compel people to believe her. Acts as Kira's public voice. She thinks her voice works on Light; it does not.

Mikami: Werewolf or werecat. Hates it. His main goal in life is to be able to suppress his animalistic transformation completely. Hates both humans and the supernatural community, loves Kira for culling them.

Matsuda: Wizard. Very bad at it lmao, but born into a powerful family so he has access to a lot of good tools and relics for hunting demons.

Soichiro, Sayu, Sachiko: All human, Light's family whom he still protects. Light pretends to be human still and lives close to them. Soichiro knows about supernaturals since he works in the government, and has his suspicions of Light.

Rest of the cast: a menagerie of humans and otherwise, but my brain is tired. In general, the governments of every country know about this but keep it quiet for public panic reasons.

So, yeah, thanks for the fun question!! It ended up turning into a whole AU with background involved lmao.

#death note #light yagami #l lawliet #misa amane #Others but i'm lazy

[weenwrites]

i request a Medium/Psychic Female Reader who works in churches.

Medium/Psychic Reader is like Loraine from The Conjuring or The Sixth Senses (if u have seen the movies) and a secret member of the churches and always got called for helping and explaining to people who needed, getting visions, praying for ghosts to live in peace and move on to the afterlife, join the exorcism and dealing/fighting with supernatural stuffs

Team Prime might noticed the reader's absence a lot because of her travels or not wanting to go at the base and all they get is excuses are like "Just visiting a family member/an old friend" or "Just a small business to tend". I feel they'll get suspicion all (which she might noticed but ignoring it/reluctant to tell because what she does isn't their business and not a part of their war) and might spy on her one day from another call of help or meeting at a church. The rest is up 2 u but leave it as a part 1.

✎ A/N: As per usual, I'm using gender-neutral pronouns because I don't write for gendered readers. Since you didn't specify, I'll just go with 2 characters.

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

Smokescreen

Yeah he's spyin'. He's heard rumors of a "Psychic" doing exorcisms and helping with malevolent spirits at the local church, and he definitely wants to check it out to see if it's real or not. He doubts that it is because unicorns and dragons aren't real, but it sounds cool and he thinks it'd be good to be proactive and try to understand humans better.

But this isn't to say he doesn't take them at their word... He's sure they're just doing "churchly business at the church"... He's just curious... About what goes on at the church... He's heard that it's a place of worship, but let's be honest, he's far more interested in the exorcising and spirit stuff rather than the worshipping, the praying, and the church service.

So he stays by the roadside near one of the windows after he's dropped you off. It's hard for him to see anything, and as much as he'd like to come and get a closer look, he can't quite do that without blowing his cover. And a few minutes later all the shutters are closed and he can't see what's going on at all. He's disappointed he wasn't able to see anything, but this makes him all the more suspicious of you.

He'll poke and prod and ask about what happened in there on the ride back—he even promises not to talk about it to anyone else if it's some sorta secret thing. If they don't tell him, and ask him to stop, he'll be bummed, but he wont' bug them anymore.

But if they tell him, he'll start asking all kinds of questions about spirits and exorcisms and what not. It may come off as a little overenthusiastic at first, but it's because he genuinely thinks that what they do is cool. Little does he know about the true horrors behind dealing with malevolent spirits.

Bulkhead

He doesn't poke and prod at their private business at all. He's a respectful guy, he gets that they have private things and a private life outside of being part of team prime, and he'll leave them to that. He'll take them at their word if they say they have family business to deal with. So long as they aren't in any sort of danger, he won't really question where they're going and what they're doing.

He's not the kind of guy who believes in ghosts and spirits, and he finds the stories around them are pretty unnerving, but he likes hearing the kids tell him rumors about the exorcisms and spiritual stuff that goes on at the church. He knows that they're a regular church-goer, and he once jokingly asked them if that's what actually happens behind the scenes, but they gave him a weird response.

He doesn't think much of it up until he gives them a ride home from the church one day. They look tired—well, no, more than that. They look like they've seen better days, to say the least... He gently broaches a question about if they're alright, and if they've had a rough day. He asks if they'd like to talk about it or anything, but if they don't want to bring it up, then he won't push them any further.

But if they tell him about what happened at the church, it'll take him a while to really believe that spirits and supernatural beings are actually real. He doesn't really know what to say or do, but he lets them know that if there's anything he can do to support them, don't hesitate to let him know.

#tfp imagines #tfp headcanons #tfp x reader #tfp smokescreen #smokescreen x reader #tfp bulkhead #bulkhead x reader #x reader #reader insert #self insert #weenwrites

[alteon77]

The Bizarre Breeding Habits of Anthropomorphic Personifications: Chapter 3

It's a tale as old as time.

Two idiots fall in love. Two idiots fall out of love.

Neither one of them is expecting a baby to come along and derail their unhappily ever after.

Chapter one here, AO3 here, Masterlist here

Chapter Summary: Morpheus discovers they're having a baby. He's not quite sure how to feel about it.

Viego pulls another blanket up to cover May where she's dozing on the couch, his mind whirring with the implications of the mess she's now in.  

And he discovers pretty quickly that he's fucking terrified for her.

His little sister is going to have a baby, and his stomach twists with worry as he processes this. She'll be almost completely stripped of her magic soon and unsafe as shit because of it. A powerless maker, he knows, is a dead maker. Without her magic, she could very well end up as just another casualty, as just another of their number that is dwindling more and more with every decade that they're relentlessly hunted. 

The rest of the supernatural world believes it's humans and magic users doing this, but Viego knows better. It's their own kind that are responsible for the deaths, the civil war from their home realm spilling out into every world connected to it. Those that fled the persecution and fighting are given a single choice when they're found: to join the war effort or be executed.  

Some choose to go back, but most others would rather die. And so they do. Horribly. Brutally. With no mercy. 

Viego scrubs a tired hand over his face, his ever present paranoia making him weary as he walks to the front door. They can't stay here. They'll need to go to ground again, and right now his sister looks so sickeningly frail that he worries to even shift her through this world, much less to take her to another. He steps out onto the porch for a bit of fresh air, resigned to talk with her about this when she wakes up. She's probably going to be pissed, but he doesn't know what else to do, doesn't know how else to protect her. And truthfully, he thinks that he shouldn't be managing her safety on his own while she's powerless anyway. That Endless bastard had been the one to knock her up, and part of this responsibility should absolutely rest with him too.  

And Viego thinks the love-struck personification would probably gladly take it on if only May would fucking tell him that she was pregnant. Not for the first time, he curses her stubbornness even as he knows there's nothing to be done for it. It's her choice. All of it. And he won't take that from her. He won't… won't allow that to be taken from her by anyone.

He'd vowed a long, long time ago that he would never let her be hurt like that again. 

The leaves on a tree near him rustle, and he panics for a split second, a swell of crackling red power materializing in his hand. Are they here already? Have hostile makers already found them? He'd thought for sure they'd have a little longer to get everything in order before they left, a necessity if him and May wanted to avoid causing any suspicion with their neighbors or the townspeople as they fled.  

"Whoa! V! It's just me!" the voice calls from a nearby branch and Viego frowns in confusion. When the bird lands on the porch railing in front of him, Viego thinks that he really shouldn't be surprised at all to see him.  

This raven, this little servant of Dream's, used to devotedly follow May around like some sort of avian puppy dog. Of course, that had been before Dream had cast May out like she was nothing to him, a turn of events that both infuriates and baffles him. As much as Viego has always disliked the anthropomorphic personification of dreams, any idiot could have seen that Dream had loved May with a nauseating fervor. The idea of him just tossing her from his realm doesn't track with that tenderly affectionate sentiment he'd had for her. Like, at all.  

"What are you doing here?" Viego growls out. The fist that isn't burning with his magic clenches tight at his side as if to stop himself from grabbing the creature and throttling him in a rage. He forcibly reminds himself that he's pissed at Dream, not at the damn raven, and it settles him a tiny bit. 

Matthew's wings visibly ruffle. "Calm down, man. I'm just checking on her." 

He says this so simply, so easily, like Viego isn't right to be suspicious that the bird could have came on that Endless asshole's orders. "Did he send you?" They both know who he is, but Viego won't say his name aloud, half afraid as he is to accidentally summon him.  

The raven scoffs. "Are you kidding me? He'd pluck out all my feathers out if he knew I was here." 

With narrowed eyes, Viego studies him. Matthew sounds honest enough, or at least as honest as a talking bird can sound, and if he really isn't here on Dream's command then maybe Viego might be able to get some real answers from him as to why May was banished. "Do you know what the hell happened between them?" 

"Boss man, he… uh… he found out about the grimoire," Matthew nervously relays.  

"What about it?" 

"Come on," Matthew huffs in disbelief. "You know what. That she wrote it." 

Viego closes his eyes for a moment, the power in his palm fizzling down to nothing as pity and frustration wash over him. Their past always seems to catch up with them in some way or another, and what else is that damn book but one of the biggest fucking remnants of their horrible history? Viego thinks then that he understands what's going on here more than he wants to. May had indeed added spells to that universe-forsaken book. They both had as children, but neither of them had had any real choice in the matter. Torture, he'd learned at a too-young age, was a very effective tool of persuasion. "And I guess he won't forgive her." 

Matthew hesitates. "He asked her about it, and she… she wouldn't answer him." 

"No," Viego supplies tonelessly, his own guilt a vicious, gnawing thing inside of him. "She probably couldn't." He's all too aware that even if she had tried to access those memories, she'd likely been blocked, making it so she wasn't even capable of giving Dream any explanation at all. The facts are that she doesn't remember the details of it, the terror of their ordeal having long since been... hidden in her mind with very few traces left behind for her to draw from.  

Blinking, the bird asks, "That's a weird thing to say, Viego. What do you mean? Why couldn't she?"

"It doesn't matter," Viego tells him as he waves his question off. "Look, he's not welcome here. Either in her home or her life. Not right now, at least." After all, he's not quite sure whether or not May will actually ever tell Dream about the baby or if the bastard will actually want anything to do with it if she does. 

"Yeah. I, um… I kinda figured that." And with his tone, it's almost as if Matthew... agrees with him, almost like he would forbid Dream from seeing May too if he was in Viego's shoes.

An idea comes to him as he looks at the raven, though, something in him softening at the clear affection this creature has for May. His sister had spent decades in the Dreaming, making friends there as she always tended to do, but unlike the mortals that she would sometimes grow close to, she'd been expecting these particular entities to be in her life for the rest of it. She'd been excited at the prospect of getting to keep them forever, at the prospect of being able to set down roots in a way that she and Viego had never been able to do. On the occasions that Viego had visited her in the Dream King's realm, he had been happy to see her so happy, had felt his heart go tight to see her settle contentedly into the sort of life that she'd always wanted and that he'd never been able to give her.  

A life where she was allowed to belong. 

She was too used to her and Viego having to continually move, too used to their constant running in an effort to stay one step ahead of the makers on their trail. Dream had given May calm and peace, had given her the possibility of permanence.  

And then the selfish git had yanked it right out from under her, rescinding his offer of marriage and her new home and apparently even her friends in one fell swoop. Viego's anger at this roils inside of him. "Does anyone else know you're here?"  

The bird lifts his wings, flapping them once before bringing them back at his side, and while Viego isn't an expert in avian body language by any means, this strikes him as a nervous gesture. Matthew looks down and reluctantly mutters, "Lucienne." 

Viego's eyes widen, his whole body going rigid at this piece of information, and he can understand the raven's unwillingness to admit this to him. Lucienne is Dream's right hand man, or… well, er… woman. "Is she the one reporting to him then?" 

Matthew shakes his head almost frantically. "No! Not about this. She's just worried too, V."

The raven seems genuine, and Viego finds himself gentling at this. He can imagine that they are worried, that they had grown as attached to May as she'd grown to them, and he feels his chest tauten at the thought. For far too long, he had been all May had, and despite that he had tried to give her as much companionship as he could scrape together, she'd never really had enough. Sure, she'd collected a few mortals over their many millennia like petals falling from a wilting flower, but their shortened lifespans meant that they could never stay with her the way that these immortal Dreaming creatures were able to. He knows that his sister is probably as heartbroken at the loss of them as she is at the loss of Dream. And while he can't fix the divide between her and that Endless fucker, he can try and make sure that she at least gets to have her friends in her new life. With this in mind, he comes to a decision.  

"I don't want him near her," Viego starts roughly, knowing that when or if May decides to tell Dream, it needs to be on her terms. "But you and Lucienne can see her if you want. I know she misses you two." 

Matthew noticeably perks up. "Really? She'd be okay with that?" 

"Yeah. Stop spying on her though. It's creepy as fuck." 

"Sorry… It's just habit these days." Excited, the raven readies himself to take flight when he, almost as an afterthought, adds, "I'm going to go and tell the boss lady. We'll be back... probably in a couple of minutes." 

And as he flies up and away, Viego can't help but to huff out a laugh at Matthew's obvious elation before he heads back into the house to wake his sister. He's relieved that May will have something to lift her spirits in the coming months, and he thinks that maybe, just maybe, she might not fight him so much about going back on the run if he can offer her something like this regardless of where they end up. 

It might not be a marriage with the love of her life and a place to call her own, but he knows that she'll nonetheless be grateful for the chance to have the companionship of those she loves. Well, the ones she loves who will actually stick by her side, anyway. And really, in the coming months, that might just be the only kind of friends she truly needs. The ones who will stay. The ones who will love her no matter her past. The ones who wouldn't ever think to banish and leave her alone.

"Sir," Lucienne greets while Morpheus sits on his throne, poring over the census register that his librarian had brought him the night before.  

He doesn't even spare her a glance as he informs her, "There is an entity missing from this." 

"I sought out all the dreamfolk, sir." When he does lift his eyes to look at her, there's a confused frown on her face. "They should all be in there." 

Thoroughly perplexed, he studies the last page of the tome again. He can feel there's a name not listed here, though for the life of him he can't seem to pull it up in his vast awareness. This sense of not knowing is wholly unsettling to him, but he forces his attention away from it for the time being. "Do you require something, Lucienne?" 

"My lord, the Dark Forest is acting up again." 

"Acting up?" he questions, his brow creasing in puzzlement at the odd statement.

"It's started swallowing up the dreamfolk that reside within it and… relocating them to various parts of the realm." 

"Ah… I will see to it then." He's been slowly easing back into managing his duties, trying to ignore the ever-present pang in his heart at May's betrayal. The transition has not been an easy one, but he knows that he will not be afforded the opportunity to neglect his function for much longer, no matter his grief. 

Before him, his librarian hesitates, clasping her hands together as she usually does when she's preparing herself to broach a subject with him that she'd rather not. "Sir… if I might." 

He nods slowly, tensing for whatever she will say. "Yes?" 

"There have been many... upheavals in the realm of late. I believe the forest is only reacting to the… changes." 

He stares blankly at Lucienne as if he does not understand what meaning she's trying to impart, a trick of impassivity he had learned ages ago but which he finds himself using more and more since his separation from the woman he'd sought to make his queen. He thinks he knows exactly what his librarian is attempting to relay to him, however, exactly what she is trying to communicate to him without directly speaking it aloud. 

The forest misses May.  

It makes sense, he supposes. She had been more skilled at soothing the temperamental woodland than he ever was, taking over its care almost immediately after she'd come to the Dreaming. May's touch with the realm was secondary only to his, and he's not fool enough to think that she hadn't possibly been more adept concerning some aspects, given that she was a maker and better suited to such things. The Dark Forest, in particular, had always preferred her to him.  

He stands and makes his way down the stairs leading away from his throne until he's only a few steps above Lucienne. His tone cold, he asks, "Are you pleading mercy on its behalf?" 

She doesn't blanch at his icy fury, doesn't flinch away from the possibility of his temper. "I am merely… suggesting that you keep this in mind while you interact with it." 

She means to say that he shouldn't burn it to the ground in a fit of rage as he's often threatened to do. He doesn't understand why this should be so. May was attached to that wretched creation of his, but he has no such sentimentality towards it. "I am aware that she held affection for the forest, Lucienne, but I do not, and as such I will handle it as I see fit." 

"My lord… if she were to ever be allowed to return here, she would never… forgive such an action on your part."

His chest aches with loss, and the pain of it drives him further into the throes of his anger. "A moot point since she will never be allowed to return here." 

"Of course." Her eyes flick to the floor, a clear attempt at avoiding his glare, but he thinks he catches something in their brown depths before she hides her face from him. Hope, he thinks, and… and guilt. What cause would she have to feel either of these things? Morpheus moves closer to her, and when he reaches the bottom step, May's scent flits across his senses. Recoiling slightly from this, he scrutinizes his librarian anew. Why would she smell like May? Furthermore, what transgression might she have committed to make her avert her gaze from him? 

Realization slams into him with all the force of a hurricane, the treachery of it almost agonizing. "You've been to see her?" he breathes out.  

Lucienne… doesn't deny it, but she does inhale sharply. "She is banished from the Dreaming, my lord. You never specified that we might not visit her outside of this realm." 

"That forbiddance was plainly implied," he bites out.  

"My apologies then, sir." 

She doesn't look apologetic in the slightest if he's being honest. If anything, she appears frustrated with him. How can she not understand that he will not risk any of his creations to May's likely duplicitous intentions? He opens his mouth to explain it to Lucienne, to tell her why this is as it must be when he thinks on how May had looked when he'd last seen her. She had been pale, worn, as if she carried some great burden on her shoulders. Morpheus thinks that he should be pleased by this, should take joy in her suffering as thoroughly as she had taken joy in lying to him, in playing him for the fool. 

But he cannot. 

He hates that he cannot. 

The fury in him evaporates, and fear takes its place, swelling within him so suddenly that it's nearly staggering. "Lucienne," he starts, his throat suspiciously dry as he tries to swallow down the lump there. "Is she… well?" 

His librarian seems surprised by his question, but her features melt into an expression of worried bleakness. "No, sir… I do not believe she is." 

He means to demand that she elaborate on this, that she explain to him what's affecting May so grievously, but he does not get the chance. Something tugs on his mind, the sensation one he's grown all too accustomed to these weeks past.

May is drowning.  

When last he'd pulled her from the Dreamer's sea, he had threatened to let her die if she found herself in these waters again, and yet he knows that he is no more capable of that then he is of forgiving her for her betrayal. His pride burns at this. Morpheus has always considered his decisions final, his word immutable, and yet he doesn't think twice about going back on his oath as he shifts to her, as he dives into the water and saves her yet again.  

He hauls her from the sea and onto the pier, his anger rising as he stands back and waits for May to settle. She coughs out great quantities of water and tries to relax the way her chest heaves in its desperation for air. Her shoulders shake with cold, and he clenches his hands into fists in an effort to stay himself from doing something foolish like warming her with his power or stripping off his coat to drape about her.  

She deserves no more kindness from him than he's already given her this night by rescuing her from an early death. 

Trembling, she gets weakly to her feet, seemingly preparing herself to have an argument with him.  

"How?" he demands for the seventh time in as many days.  

May closes her eyes and lets out a heavy sigh. "I really, really don't know. Trust me, this is just as annoying to me as it is to you." 

Trust. Trust? He feels himself go rigid with his rage, his murderous incredulity no doubt showing on his features as she takes a step back from him.  

"Trust you?" His tone is a roaring inferno set atop a solidly frozen glacier. "You would dare to request such a thing in my presence?" 

She puts her hands up, obviously frightened. "No… Look, I just… It's a figure of speech, okay? Just calm down." 

"Do not order me to calm," he growls as he advances on her, and she takes another step back. When she does this, she finds herself teetering on the edge of the pier, and it's instinct for him to reach out and pull her more surely back onto it, to yank her to safety. 

His hand around her upper arm, he tugs her into his chest without meaning to. Her breathing seems to come faster at this contact, and where she's pressed against him he can feel the rapid beating of her heart.  

"I wasn't… ordering you. I… I'm sorry. I didn't think."

"Not thinking seems to be an all too common occurrence for you," he rumbles out harshly, her proximity to him making his heart throb in pain and longing. He should release her, he knows, should move away, but he… he thinks that he's not even capable of doing so in this moment. 

The insult registers, and she glowers heatedly at him for it, her earlier fear forgotten in her fury. "Oh, fuck you," she snaps. 

"What did you say to me?" His tone drops dangerously low at her response, at the disrespect with which she's addressing him. 

As utterly uncaring of his quiet menace as she always used to be, she snarls, "You heard me. I said fuck you." 

"You will leave this realm and never return," he commands, an icy edge of finality to his voice. How dare she speak to him in this way. How dare she even think that she has a right to show anger at him after the offense she's committed, after the act of treachery she'd so effectively wielded and run him through with. 

"That's what I'm trying to do!" May yells in frustration. "Maybe you should do your actual job and make it so I'm not drowning in this fucking sea of whatever every night." 

"My job?" Warningly, his grip on her arm tightens enough that she winces at it, and he has to force himself to loosen his hold and temper his strength. 

"Yes. Your job. Craft the banishment more thoroughly or reinforce it or something. I'm done with this." 

"I reinforce it every time you enter in this way," he hisses. 

At his admission, he witnesses her heart break before him anew as if she's only just understood they they are, in fact, finished with one another. Her face drains of what little color she'd had, and she stiffens in his hold, her jaw clenching. Her eyes well with tears before she glances away.  

"Let go of me," she demands, a sorrow to her voice that cuts at him. 

"If I release you, you'll fall into the sea, and I'll be forced to pull you out yet again," he grits out through clenched teeth. 

She tries to get free of his grasp on her regardless, and when she finds it unrelenting the fight seems to go out of her. Softly, brokenly she requests, "Then… just send me home. Please." 

"I will personally escort you there." It's a calculated offer on his part. He needs to see what it is she's doing to get here, needs to get some idea of the exact magic she's working to break through his banishment so he can more thoroughly strengthen it against her. For the sake of his sanity, he cannot continue being forced to interact with her so regularly.

Alarm washes over her features, and he narrows his eyes warily at this abrupt difference in her demeanor. "No. Just send me there. I'm not welcome in your home. What makes you think that you're welcome in mine?" 

"I will go where I wish." Morpheus regards her as if he's amused by her audacity, as if she's nothing but a particularly annoying fly that's just ordered him to keep his hands out of a fruit bowl.  

But then, in an instant something seems to change with her. She's heavier in his hold suddenly as if he's the only thing keeping her upright, and her eyes go out of focus, distant. He's seen this before, remembers it once from many years past when her magic had faltered after she'd used too much of it at once. Reaching out with his power to examine her, he's unnerved when he feels… nothing. There's naught but a void where her magic should be.

"Not to… to… my home." Her voice is barely there, and she unexpectedly tips back slightly, as if she's unsteady, as if she's dizzy. Using her free hand, she tries to push away from his chest anyway. "Let go…" she slurs.  

"May?" he questions, concern flooding him. And then, before he can even say another word, her eyes roll back in her head and she collapses completely.  

Panicking, his terror a living, biting thing inside of him, he gathers her up more surely in his arms and lowers her to the wood planks of the pier. "Beloved," he calls and shakes his head at the idiocy of his unthinking endearment. "May," he tries again more firmly this time, all the while loathing the rough hint of fear for her he can hear in his voice. 

With hands that feel as if they might be shaking, he checks her over, relieved to find that she seems physically fine save for her missing magic. She has simply… fainted. It worries him still, and this worry, he knows, is misplaced. They are nothing to one another now, and as such he should not care. The only correct thing for him to do in this moment is return her to her home. He lifts her back up and with a thought, he reluctantly does just that, shifting them both straight to her room in the Waking.  

It's uncharacteristically chaotic in here, filled as it is with a great quantity of boxes, but her bed thankfully remains intact. He dries her with the lightest touch of his power before gently laying her atop it, pulling the covers up and over her so that she won't become chilled as she sleeps.  

His hand twitches with the urge to brush her hair back from her face, but he stays it. She is no longer his, and such an intimate gesture is no longer his right. It doesn't stop him from watching her as she slumbers, though, that endless pain in his chest piercing him with every beat of his heart as he does so. He hates himself for this emotion where she's concerned, hates himself for this weakness. There's a part of him that wishes for nothing more than to crawl into bed with her, to enfold her in his arms and never let her go.  

Tearing his attention away from her, he looks around the room instead in idle curiosity. He had sought answers as to what she was doing to allow her passage into his realm, had he not? At this remembrance, he studies his surroundings more carefully. It appears as if May will leave this place soon given that most of her belongings are seemingly packed away. There is a stack of books on the table beside him, though, and he thoughtlessly picks the top one up to peruse it. The title makes him frown in confusion. What to Expect When You're Expecting. There's a woman on the cover, her belly swollen with child, and Morpheus feels an odd thrum of confused panic nearly overwhelm him. Why would she have something of this nature? He snatches up the next book and his stomach twists viciously. Your Pregnancy: Week by Week.  

His heart, that poor battered organ that has been bruised and damaged far too many times, thuds loudly enough in his chest that he fears it might rouse her from her rest.  

The bottle beside the books seems almost as if it's calling out to him, demanding his scrutiny, and so he plucks that up as well. Feeling unusually faint, he reads the label. The words Prenatal Vitamins make his vision blur. Removed as he can be from humanity, he still knows exactly what these are and what their purpose is. 

Morpheus thinks that he might very well be sick.  

This cannot be. This should not be. They are no more, their relationship set ablaze by her lies and left as naught but ashes.  

Understanding cycling through him almost violently, he tries to remember how she'd appeared the last few times he'd seen her, how pale and fatigued she'd seemed. His hand opens, and before he even has time to think on what he's doing, he pulls the blankets from her and sets his palm atop the very, very slight hardness he can feel on her lower abdomen.  

The spark of life growing there reaches out towards him enthusiastically.  

His stomach swoops, his mind blanking out for a moment. A child. There's… there's a child there. His child. Their child. 

In this tiny being, he can feel his own essence twined with that of May's, can feel the mixture of maker's magic and Endless power within it. He sits on the edge of the bed, his legs feeling strangely as if they might go out from beneath him. 

Stunned, he almost withdraws his hand away from her belly, but… but the baby seems… excited to sense his presence. Its power stretches out to brush against his fingertips, and he can feel everything that it does. Its thoughts are scattered, barely formed, and fragmented, but it clearly communicates that it's been trying to get to him. 

May had told him that she wasn't responsible for her ending up in the dreams of others, and with a sinking feeling in his gut, he understands that she had likely been truthful in that. This… little one of theirs had been attempting to get them both to the Dreaming and to him. His eyes well with wetness at this, his emotions overcoming him. He swallows thickly. Their baby. 

They're to have a... baby. 

Absent-mindedly, he strokes his thumb over May's stomach while he attempts to process this, and she twitches sleepily in response to the caress.  

He's uncertain of what to do, of how to handle something of this magnitude. Months ago, this news would have been welcome, would have been happy even. But now… 

Now it is decidedly less so.  

The realization that she had lied to him again is like a pail of ice water being dumped on his head, and he carefully suppresses his quickly rising anger, unwilling to allow this new little one of his to sense his wrathful rage. May's had numerous opportunities to inform him of this… development, and yet she had not. She hadn't breathed a word of it in his presence, and the awareness of that stings. He tries to calm himself, tries to tell himself that he will speak to her and demand the truth when she awakens, and that settles him slightly.  

He will grant her a single chance then, he decides with grim resolution, a single chance for her to give him honesty.  

A single chance, he thinks, and nothing more.

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[willel]

Other than the doc, I felt like writing why I think and why I want Will to have powers and why I love the wonder twins theme but I was too tired.

In essence, I don't want El to be alone. The only one. The lonely savior.

You see, El has had conflict with every other psychic sibling she's met. All seemed well with Kali, but they had fundamental disagreements on how their powers should be used and what their life goals should be. I still believe someday El and Kali can reunite and all their differences can be laid to rest and they can start seeing each other again. Kali is still her one and only sister.

With Henry. Well. That's obvious. He's insane and a murderer. If her and Kali had a fundamental difference, she and Henry have a gargantuan ultra mega ultimate super differences in opinion, differences that can't be remedied unless Henry changes and even then it's not like they can be best buddies or friends. Or 'siblings'.

Other than that, El has no one like her around. Every single plan, every single outcome, every single season, she ends up being the one to carry all the weight and responsibility. Her friends and family do their best, but when it all boils down to power against power, El has nobody to back up her.

That doesn't mean she's weak or that she can't do it. She obviously can. But it's lonely. With or without her powers, she felt like a freak. Abnormal. Sure, her friends can relate to her with normal things (being bullied, bad grades, fashion choices, etc), but not all the things that TRULY bother her deep down inside.

This is why I've always always always loved Will and El's connection and all the parallels drawn between them since the very first season.

Will can relate to her so much, not just with the normal sucky stuff with being a teenager, but also some of the supernatural stuff too.

He can't relate to being trapped in a lab for most of her life and then being a fish out of water and chased by government thugs who want to drag her back. He can relate to being trapped somewhere completely foreign and inhospitable and being chased down by evil monsters who want to drag him back.

He can't relate to having active powers (telekinesis) and how helpful or dangerous that can be.

He can relate to seeing, hearing, and feelings things normal humans can't.

It's not just as simple as being a freak, some people have a choice and don't have to be freaks. Will and El don't, they'll be freaks for life whether they want it or not.

Some people think the "Wonder Twins" theory is just a way to take away El's main character status (in a show that's supposed to be an ensemble cast). I even saw someone say it was sexist to draw connections between Will and El because it's just copying El's traits onto a boy.

That's the silliest thing I've ever heard, and the entire point of the "Wonder Twins" theory has flown over your head, or you're ignoring it on purpose.

The point is, like I said, to give El a unique shoulder to lean on.

At this point, Will having powers is as obvious as Will being gay imo. I may be jumping the shark, but it's what makes sense. I also don't believe Will and El share powers at all. There doesn't appear to be any overlap in their abilities.

I don't think Will has telekinesis. I don't think Will has remote viewing (probably). I don't think Will has any of El's major powers, especially the ones she uses to fight. Does that sound like copying to you?

As "wonder twins", their powers should compliment each other, not be exact duplicates. Will will clearly excel in sensory abilities. Maybe his ability to sense Vecna's presence, thoughts, and condition can be expanded to be able to sense more people, as an example.

That'd be very useful for someone like El who requires more hints and clues to pinpoint her targets when remote viewing.

Maybe Will really did retain True Sight and he can learn to willingly peek into the Upside Down from the right side up and vice versa. He'd be a super useful communicator between teams if they have to go into the Upside Down again. He can pass messages along instead of it just going one way.

My real thought process has been honing in on how Will with powers would help El during the final battle. We know at this point that Will and Vecna are strangely tied together. It seems similar to what happened to Max, but that seems to mostly go in one direction. Will and Vecna who were almost one mind and body (ew) may have a two way connection you see.

This means Will could very well fit into his "super spy" moniker again, just like El's "superhero" nickname. The Superhero and the Super Spy.

Will could assist El and the team by breaking into Vecna's mind and discovering his true plans and intentions (which may be very dangerous but I'm sure he'd want to try even if he's scared shitless)

If we push this even further, maybe Will could free all the souls trapped there (Vecna did say they're all in his head with him), weakening Vecna enough for El to defeat him.

Don't you see the vision? Of these two characters working in tandem with their wonder twin powers to take down the big bad? Of El having an actual partner who can stand at her back, who shares the responsibility of saving the world (or failing to), etc etc?

I don't know why people immediately get defensive and believe Will and El being wonder twin or Will having powers automatically means El isn't a main character anymore (in an ensemble show), but it really doesn't.

#stranger things #will byers #el hopper #willel #theory

[nameless-brand]

((📑 if it's okay?))

Hinata - hulizi

Hinata, nicknamed Nata but not Hina, is a woman 26 years of age per blog description/header. Selfies usually involve her having a pair of large horns, curled like ram horns. It is unclear if this is a transformation or her natural form as her selfies also will show a more human form.

As of right now, she reports having damage in one of her horns - presumably left - which has resulted in a scab in her human form that was altered into an undercut. This is from a fight from an apparent entity known on Tumblr as damara. This still is inconclusive about which form is her "real" form as damage to a transformed state can also cause changes to the natural one and vice versa.

She knows Lillian from the past timeline, though how she does, I do not know. It's enough to prompt a "Nata?" immediately from Chi upon saying her username though.

Information is limited due to her sparse appearances and lack of direct interaction. Her terseness in her posts is also noted with less than 30-40 words a post, which is similar to holyhappyhour's usual word count.

Background:

There is surprisingly little background information about Hinata's world proper. I have seen references to Seattle - and from her recent posts involving the aftermath of the damara fight also Pike and Belltown, which likely means this is Seattle, Washington.

Given the same name of the locations, she likely shares a similar history to my world - and many other worlds. I suspect the hypothesized "Tumblr Prime" connects to worlds that have a similar history to it, though it does not explain the wildly different universes that I do encounter [see Ernastrel, Caligo]. I do not believe her world is where the main "Tumblr Prime" exists though - as that world appears to be entirely mundane aside from the obviously abnormal website.

It is unclear if she shares a world with Kris though. It may just be me projecting, but the way [ Kris ] is separated out in her post is similar to someone writing "oh god." What is known is that she reports having powers similar to Kris's - and being able to do almost anything Kris can do - anon's original question was along the lines of "weirdest thing done wielding kris's powers". Ultimately, that connection may be similar to that of a priestess to their god with said priestess being able to wield the god's powers.

Furthermore, it is unclear how common the supernatural is in her world. The fact people know that Hinata can revive the dead and can yell at her about it suggests that knowledge of the supernatural is fairly common (though people having powers is likely more rare) - it also means that people in her world are terminally stupid demanding things of an already tired, injured entity that has revealed powers that go above moderate powers (over a block's scale). It is likely Hinata has revived people before, given the response of others and them knowing how to expect as such.

Is the human form a cover identity then? Or is the horned form the cover identity like a sort of magical girl transformation? Is there a governing body for supernatural folk?

How common are these supernatural attacks? This may be similar to my world's situation with the whole supervillains and superheroes situation. Perhaps when a proper opening is present could the question be asked - along the lines if other cities have protectors like her.

Description:

Her writing style is very terse. As mentioned before, she rarely goes above 50 words in a post, averaging maybe around 20-30 - usually less though. There is usually hesitancy in her writing - and from what I've read, she has trouble with publicly speaking. These two are likely connected. The tone in her writing has a sense of emphasis and finality on every word - her terseness may be boosting that tone - like everything has been carefully chosen and that is all she will have to say on the topic.

She shows what Lev would call "aggressive optimism" - actually that was exactly how she described Hinata. Determined to be happy and have others be happy. I'm not entirely sure about the personal happiness part though - it sounds more like she'd sacrifice her personal happiness for the sake of others' happiness.

There's a dependence on others - for affection, for upliftment, for acknowledgement. She seems to judge herself based on her usefulness to others - gauges her own worth through that criteria. This seems to go far deeper than having service as her language for affection though. May be related to the hate she has for her birth mother as mentioned on an ask.

Her humor either involves playing the straight man to another's joke or utilizing deadpan. The former is seen multiple times with her interactions with cavalarbor. The latter is usually seen her "good morning" related posts but can be seen with her interactions with Kris (usually a combination of both).

With the aggressive optimism, there is a tendency towards kindness in her posts. At the same time, she's what others would call "silk hiding steel" when it comes to others and even herself on occasion. It would be a mistake to consider her soft.

There is no doubt in my mind that her threat against people harming her city after damara's attack is real. Furthermore, when the local anon party decides to direct aggression towards others, she often is there disparaging those anons. As for herself, she's more polite with terrible questions directed at her; repeated awful questions result in a less polite refusal before eventually a complete refusal to entertain the anons further.

Her claim to being able to do almost anything Kris can do likely puts her at the deity level. Given that Kris could be considered top-tier on that list (not that I've met many deities beyond the Radiance and the Templars' god), she's likely somewhere in that range. Given my brief familiarity with Kris's powers, this would likely include multiverse travel, kinesis, matter construction, beam attack (I guess?), Impose? ( does that power even work anymore in a world mired in Reality? Lev's issues say no.), clairvoyance? Reviving the dead? Is that in Kris's repertoire too?

It's interesting that she didn't comply with that request actually, given her service-oriented nature. Cost seems very unlikely unless the cost is towards someone else. Or maybe a fundamental belief of letting the dead stay dead? Harm to the universe when bringing people back to the dead? The "It's not my place" and "I don't have that right" seem like the authority for life and death belongs to someone else - may have been discovered from her first time to revive people?

Miscellaneous:

Hinata has three fiancés/girlfriends, an adoptive mom?, and an adopted daughter as mentioned in discussions.

She has a father and a younger sister. Birth mother seems to be out of the picture now.

She knows how to cook and can cook in large batches too.

Considerations:

I have to say that I'm glad that the connection between Kris and Hinata is a friendly one. Because the alternative would effectively pit me against my own nature given what Kris has done for me personally. And that would just be annoying to deal with while writing this.

Anyway, the elephant. Her dependency and need for acknowledgment are not something that I personally can solve. It can only be solved through the people closest to her, and truthfully the problem may never get solved - like an Idea that becomes someone's core. If that's the case, it's up to the others that are lucky enough to have someone so affectionately loyal to them step up to the plate and give her that acknowledgment and worth she needs. I mean, my powers of observation are not unique to me. People must've have noticed, especially the ones closest to her.

As for money - if she wanted money, she could've had money.

Providing a safe haven in another world is likely pointless to someone like her. Her safe haven is where her heart is. She will not abandon her home so long as her loved ones are there.

Do they even live in the same world normally though? I know in-inertia seems to be elsewhere most of the time. The other two do likely live locally. Chances are they may have similar capabilities to her - will need to figure that out before additional considerations.

Maybe invite her and her loved ones to Lev and Chi's party when I finally get everything settled with the World Boundary. Probably learning a little bit more about her hobbies would also help when she becomes more active / recovered better from the attack on her city.

Negotiation Considerations:

Not wasting waking time simulating negotiations with anything close to the deity-level.

#not visible ic #hulizi #sato's notes // #(( laughs in self-unaware sato // ))

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Hello 👋 I'm seeking to find another gem. Throughout the years I have only found a few fics I'm in love with these are: distrub the universe, birthday sex, six ravens, and come what may. Does anyone have recommendations similar to these sort of fic genres?

Thank you 😊

Here’s some of my own recs you might like, other admins feel free to add on. Modern royalty is a guilty pleasure may I add.

Absolutely Lovely (ao3) - Autumn_Kismet

Summary: His friends and family think he's acting strange, they're worried that he's depressed again, but Dan doesn't see it. The only thing he sees is the new guy at school, the quirky one with the black hair and stunning blue eyes, and that's bad. So bad... because he likes him, and Dan can't like him. Dan can't be gay. He'll lose his family, he'll lose his friends... he'll become just like his father, and that's the last thing that he wants in the entire world. It's a scary thought that he doesn't think will ever go away and if there's the possibility of that happening, of him becoming the disgusting monster that his father was, or is, then maybe the world is better off without him, regardless of what PJ's dad, his mum's new husband, has to say.

Believe in Me (ao3) - Elleberquist6

Summary: Dan Howell is living at home while he’s saving money for college, which isn’t easy since his parents don’t understand him. Unlike them, he loves dogs, is a vegetarian, has no interest in the family business, and he despises the supernatural. He struggles to accept things that are illogical, even though he is a kitsune. Kitsune are foxes whose powers involve the ability to cast illusions, but Dan just wants to be normal. Phil Lester has just moved to London, where he works as a dog walker. When his path crosses with Dan, Phil is eager to get to know him. Unfortunately, Phil soon finds that being friends with Dan is far more complicated than he could have imagined.

Desires (ao3) - A_Million_Regrets

Summary: What would you do if you were suddenly hauled from your inauspicious life and dumped into an unforeseen catastrophe with your worst enemy?

Dan Howell and Phil Lester completely and utterly hate each other. They fight every time they meet, and all of their friends are tired of it. But one day, these two hot-headed, reckless men stumble through a secret passage in a mysterious old house and wake up on a strange island uninhabited by other intelligent life forms. They only have each other and no way to escape. Will they fight to death, or will they learn to trust each other in a world where no one else exists? Can they put aside their mutual hatred for each other to survive this misfortune?

First Impressions (Perhaps I Was Wrong) (ao3) - Ablissa

Summary: Phil Lester goes back to university for his third year, expecting to live in the dorms with his childhood best friend PJ. That's how it's been for the past years, after all. However, due to a mistake of some sort, he finds himself with a new roommate to spend the semester with.

Daniel Howell, three years his junior, has rich brown eyes, a laptop to hide them behind, and not more than two words to spare in Phil's direction. Phil is no fortune teller, but he foresees the upcoming months will be filled with a whole lot of awkward silence.

Unless, of course, Dan proves him wrong...

Could one little mistake lead to something entirely life-changing? Perhaps it could. After all, nearly everything changes when Phil meets Dan.

pastry chef attempts to steal phil's heart (ao3) - sierraadeux

Summary: If anyone asks, Prince Philip's sneaky morning journeys down to the royal pastry kitchen are for nothing more than the perfect cup of coffee.

The Slave Boy (ao3) - Phandiction

Summary: On his eighteenth birthday Phil receives a quiet and timid slave boy as a gift from his father. Phil intends to make Dan his friend more than a slave but social status and pressure from his father forces the two to keep an emotional distance when it comes to being in public. Behind closed doors though the Master and his slave become close. Phil is expected to take over his father's business and marry a prestigious young girl but this isn't what the young Master wants. What he wants is something he can't have in his world, his slave boy.

They'll Tear Us Apart If You Give Them the Chance (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan and Phil are both princes and they've been taught to hate each other their whole lives. They meet in a forest.

(TW) Those Who Trust (ao3) - theshyauthor

Summary: Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.

Trust Me, I'm Broken Too (ao3) - natigail

Summary: The Lesters – the royal family of his homeland – was nothing like Dan thought they would be. Well, the King was just as horrible as he had heard but the King’s brother’s son, who was third in line for the throne, was nothing like Dan thought he’d be. Dan had been adrift for three years going from one “place of employment” to another, only his life was seen as worthless and he was more property than an employee. He had never imagined he’s end up as the property of Prince Philip.

The Prince had no intention of ever taking on a personal servant, which was a fancy name to disguise the fact a law essentially enslaved people. Phil often had to do things he didn’t want to or risk being removed from the succession to the crown. If that happened, who knew who his tyrant of an uncle would pick as a successor? When pressured into the choosing, he’d wanted to go for the most innocent, young girl, but hard brown eyes caught his attention instead.

-Rae

#answered #anonymous

[featherpcnned]

More in-depth bios for my ocs:

Akinari Melotte

A shapeshifting alien, to put it simply. Akinari has lived a long time, traveling through the cosmos in search of light and warmth. Now their journey has led him here, and they hope to bring some form of joy to those who need it. Because there's no greater feeling in this universe than knowing someone is happy because of you.

Arvio

A blade for hire, a mercenary, any title works for him with what he does. Growing up in an unforgiving environment might have made him appear cold and distant, but he truthfully cares so much about the people he chooses to let into his life. Even if he might make unsavory comments about whoever he may be attracted to.

Bran Hayes

A magus from Ireland, Bran simply seeks to improve his magecraft which is a form of druidism. Empowering himself with one of the elements and strengthening his bond with nature, he also makes use of specially crafted magitech that can be used to shield himself or his allies. And ultimately, he seeks to make a comfortable life for himself.

Callan White

A knight who strives to uphold his own sense of honor, Callan wanders the land with a horrible sense of direction. He ends up in places he usually has no business in, more often than not. But his own two feet have brought him there, so he spends some time in these places honing his skills before setting out again. Fiercely protective to those he has pledged his sword to, as well.

Charles Carter

While he might appear like a shady old man, Charles prides himself on acting like a true gentleman would. Giving others the respect they deserve, especially women, until they prove undeserving of that respect. And while self-defense is an accurate statement to explain the beatings he gives random muggers, it's not something one would expect a man of his age to do.

Djura

Aptly put, Djura is a demon of desire. He makes no secrets about who he is or what he wants to do, but would never put undue pressure on his partner to go along with his whims. As an incubus, the only thing that matters to him is their pleasure. What they want him to do. And of course he obliges, seeing no reason not to.

Evan Baker

Just some guy, or so he'd describe himself as to others. While its true on the surface he appears as someone unremarkable, on several occasions he's come in close contact with the supernatural. And nothing so far has managed to break his stoic demeanor. Evan just wants to relax, maybe with a partner at his side whom he can give his heart full of love to.

Evelyn Hayes

A homunculus crafted to be perfect, meant to be an heir for a mage family until they actually managed to conceive a child. Evelyn's lived much of her life being treated as merely an object, meant to act as an assistant for the heir of the house she lives in. Up until the end of the Hayes grail war of succession, even Evelyn herself believed that she would simply be an object till the end of her days. Now, she hopes to find her own wants and desires, and live.

Felix Carter

A man who looks shady and actually is shady. Felix is willing to get his hands as dirty as necessary for whoever is paying for his services. Whether is guarding someone from thugs, or carrying out a hit, he tends to come back successful. Battered and bruised, but successful. And sometimes he's not even on a job, some gang thugs just decides to jump him and he shows them why its a bad idea.

Iblis

Iblis just enjoys the simple things in life. A fight that pushes him past his limits, and expanding his rule. But beneath the bloodlust and conquest, he is just tired of the youth having their futures ripped away in favor of some prophecy or otherwise. If he could escape from it all, perhaps he might find some measure of peace.

Laenari Melotte

Akinari's first child, who traveled with her father through the grand cosmos until she arrived with them on the planet they now live on. She is full of energy, never seeming to get tired no matter how much they run and play. She highly enjoys meeting new people, seeing it as a chance to make new friends. Though unrestrained at times, Laenari ultimately means well and hopes to make lasting memories.

Lana

Demon hunter, party girl, and all around softie for whoever she has to come home to. Lana lives a wild life, throwing herself at demons and monsters who seek to cause chaos and destruction and other such things. This is her city, and any ugly bastards who seek to ruin it have to answer to her. And things can get pretty stylish when she fights.

Linnet Hayes

She's had it pretty rough, as if the eyepatch isn't enough of an indication. While she does have an artificial eye, it irritates her severely on some days and simply doesn't use it. Born as the heir to her family, and given plenty of expectations to live up to that title, it was ultimately stripped from her after the Grail War of Succession. It's left her reasonably bitter at the victorious family, and perhaps unreasonably bitter at everyone else.

Lucy Melotte

A woman who's had her heart broken too many times. One would think that being a half-succubus would make relationships easy, but every single one of her former loves only wanted her for her body. And she feels she's more than that. Though spending so many nights alone has left her feeling she'll never find someone who truly loves her for her. Past her prime, and single.

Mayall Melotte

Entity of the cosmos, formed of the swirling stars and filled with the sort of love only a mother has. Mayall has given life to many beings over the course of her own, and is always seeing to create more. Earning her favor as a lover is easy if you provide her with a child. She will always be there to support those she loves, they need only look up to her and she will be there without fail.

Sophia Stillbough

A simple tavern owner that seeks to create a warm, homely environment for patrons. Most of the people who walk through her doors are the adventuring type, and it always brings a smile to her face to see them hale and whole. But she does get saddened when someone leaves her tavern for the last time. Most make it to bigger and better cities than the simple village she lives in, but there's enough that meet unfortunate ends. It weighs heavy on her heart, but she keeps smiling not to worry anyone around her.

Wren Hayes

Bran's twin, a mage that is deeper into druidism than he is. Wren is very attuned with nature, and feels somewhat uncomfortable in cold rigid buildings as a result. A fiery sort of gal who seeks to improve her current grasp of magecraft for her own ends, though she keeps these reasons close to heart.

Zuhaku

Assassin in service to royalty, Zuhaku is fiercely loyal and carries out his missions to the letter. As an arctic fox, he thrives in cold environments and can even create a cold area around him. It's hard to say if he can control this though, no one's ever felt him turn off that chilling air around him. And fittingly, he has a cold personality, occasionally toying with his targets before finishing them off.

#;ooc;

[malfoysqueen54]

Starting Requests

I have never done a request before so I try to generate everything for this page. I hope, you guys can be patient if you do know about or do requests I may forget  a few things. I prefer smut and/or angst. I am not the greatest at fluff fair warning but I will try if you have an idea.

*I would hope to stick to Angst and Smut- I will answer everyone in order. Hopefully if Tumblr gives them all to me. Just send me and ask. With your numbers and your man. 

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Tony Stark/Ironman

Stephan Strange/Doctor Strange

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“ let go of me. ”

“ you’re gonna have to make me. ”

“ please don’t do this. ”

“ don’t make me do this. ”

“ you have no idea what i’m capable of. ”

 

“ don’t you dare. ”

“ i wouldn’t do that if i were you. ”

“ i can’t do this. ”

“ i won’t let you do this. ”

“ i’m not gonna let that happen. ”

“ go! get out of here! run! ”

“ i’m not what you think i am. ”

“ don’t get in my way. ”

“ revenge won’t bring peace for you. ”

“ you always knew this would happen, didn’t you? ”

“ what’s going on in that head of yours? ”

“ you do not turn against your family. ”

“ i will kill you if i have to. ”

“ we need you. ”

“ it’s okay. i got this. ”

“ you were chosen for a reason. ”

“ get up. ”

“ it’s too late. ”

“ you can’t do this. ”

“ i thought i might find you here. ”

“ you’ve never had to fight me. ”

“ it’s over. ”

“ it’s over. we won/lost. ”

“ it’s over. you lost. ”

“ you can’t protect any of them. ”

“ stay here! ”

“ give me your hand. ”

“ i can’t help you. ”

“ you can’t help me! ”

“ i can’t do this anymore… ”

“ i can’t do this alone… “

“ i can’t do this without you. “

“ nothing is worth losing you. “

“ i can’t lose you! not again! “

“ i don’t wanna lose you! “

“ i love you… “

“ i never should’ve dragged you into this. “

“ you’re not alone, [NAME]… you never were. “

“ if something happened to you… that would be because of me. and i can’t have that. “

“ …did you know about this? “

“ this is all my fault… “

“ i/we/you lost… “

“ you won’t win. “

“ this path you’re on… it’s gonna get you killed. you know that, though; don’t you? “

“ i can’t stop. “

“ you would tell me if something was wrong. wouldn’t you? “

“ it’s like you’re not really here; even when you are. “

“ don’t you get it?! if anything happens to you, i… i don’t know what i’d do! “

“ you have no idea how important you are to me, and i’m tired of waiting for you to figure it out, and i sure as hell won’t wait to announce it over your reckless ass’ grave! “

“ no! i’m not leaving without you! “

“ i can’t do this anymore… “

“ you don’t even know me. “

“ what have you done?! “

“ you’re shaking… “

“ i’ve… made some mistakes. “

“ you are nothing to me. “

“ you were never nothing to me… “

“ stop it. enough of this self-sacrificing bullshit! stop acting like you have nobody who loves you! you have me! so no! you don’t get to be a martyr. not today! we can figure out a different plan… “

“ i would’ve done anything for you… “

“ i’d risk everything and anything for you. “

“ i’m not a good person. “

“ please don’t look at me like that… “

“ i believed in you! “

“ we can’t lose… “

“ what?! what am i supposed to do?! please! tell me, what the hell am i supposed to do?! “

“ please, just go… i’m not the kind of person anyone needs to be around right now. “

“ what happened to you? huh? what happened to you to make you this way? “

“ they’re coming for you. right? that’s why you’re pushing me away like an idiot? because you don’t want me getting hurt? “

“ nothing’s going to be as good as it was before. “

“ you lied to me! “

“ i didn’t mean for any of this to happen! “

“ i can’t trust you anymore… “

“ i know it’s selfish. god knows, ever since we met, i’ve been the reason behind every threat and danger that’s come your way. but… i honestly can’t say that i’d change a second of it. “

“ it’s been an honour knowing you. “

“ there’s nobody else i can turn to. only you. “

“ i don’t trust anybody else. not the way i trust you. “

“ we have no choice… “

“ why?! why are you helping me?! “

“ it’s too late. there’s nothing more we can do… “

“ please don’t go… don’t leave me. “

“ you are everything to me. okay? EVERYTHING. i can’t lose you… “

“ you deserve better than this… better than me… “

“ i thought i could give you a better life. instead, i’m the reason it’s gotten worse… i’m so sorry. “

&. 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  we  love  angst  on  this  blog,  what  can  we  say.  here’s  some  more  dialogue  prompts  for  you.  a  warning  for  potentially  triggering  themes  below.  )

❛ everything you touch, you ruin. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ you can’t make me disappear. ❜

❛ memories are only there to make you bleed. ❜

❛ i don’t need your permission. ❜

❛ don’t shut me out like this. ❜

❛ the less you know, the better. ❜

❛ i won’t stop killing until you kill me. ❜

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ you think i felt something for you? you’ve forgotten what i am. ❜

❛ the last time we talked, didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? ❜

❛ i felt something loosen in me that shouldn’t have been loosened. ❜

❛ pull yourself together. we have work to do. ❜

❛ stay back, i have a demon inside of me. ❜

❛ let me get closer, i have a hell inside of me where your demon can live. ❜

❛ people like that don’t deserve to live. ❜

❛ just do what you’re told. like you always do. ❜

❛ why do you have to make everyone hate you? ❜

❛ it’s better that you don’t get involved. ❜

❛ i’d do anything to make you stay. ❜

❛ who cares if it bleeds. ❜

❛ is this what you think love is? ❜

❛ just breathe through it. it gets easier. ❜

❛ don’t pretend that you cared about me. ❜

❛ i’m starting to think you like wasting my time. ❜

❛ we wouldn’t be alive if it weren’t for me. ❜

❛ i will never, ever, give you a moment’s peace. ❜

❛ the world doesn’t hate us. but it doesn’t love us either. ❜

❛ it hurts that you still can’t trust me after all this time. ❜

❛ a darkness with voices is better than a silent void. ❜

❛ it’s safer to be feared, than loved. ❜

❛ am i not good enough for you? ❜

❛ a burnt child loves the fire. ❜

❛ i’m tired of dying. ❜

❛ what if you hurt because it feels good? ❜

❛ don’t try to fix me, i’m not broken. ❜

❛ if you want me to die, you can just say so. ❜

❛ you don’t have to be afraid of who you are. ❜

❛ that line disappears once you cross it. ❜

❛ how can i believe you after all you’ve done? ❜

❛ i won’t let you forget about me. ❜

❛ the person you once knew me as, died. ❜

❛ are you going to leave me again? ❜

❛ i have nothing i could offer you. ❜

❛ no one is going to save you. no one can. ❜

❛ maybe you’re / i’m already dead. ❜ 

❛ you have blood on your hands. ❜

❛ what, can’t take a punch? ❜

❛ i’m your mind giving you someone to talk to. ❜

❛ you have to step out of this darkness and let them see you for who you are, like i have. ❜

I might add more prompts if this is successful. If you guys want more.

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