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#tw pandora’s vault

theminecraftbox · 5 months

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Tw// noncon

Hypothetically, if c!Quackity were to noncon c!dream in prison (which i honestly dont think he'd do), what do you think c!dreams reaction would be? What would c!sam do? Do you think he'll allow it?

/dsmp rp

I'm answering this from a hypothetical canon-compliant perspective, ie, that everything onscreen happens as in canon, but that there's offscreen sexual violence.

So I'll answer your last question first, which is something I've explored a bit in Strangling Fruit. Sam wouldn't "allow" it, in that I think he'd be categorically unable and unwilling to acknowledge any sexual violence happening in the prison (under his supervision, with his cooperation). But would he do anything to stop it?

Sam wants Dream dead and he doesn't; he wants Dream in prison above anything else; he wants to subdue Dream; he wants Dream to obey him and he's willing to sell his soul to make that happen. He's basically willing to acknowledge all of that.

What Sam is not ready or willing to acknowledge is how Dream, and his relationship with Dream, has been so deeply integrated into his identity. That kind of closeness, that emotional reliance, and yes, intimacy, isn't something Sam can think about with a clear head. It's one of the reasons that the violence Quackity commits, sexual or not, is something he's so strange about: both taking ownership of it and distancing himself from it.

Making some of that violence specifically sexual hammers on basically all of Sam's buttons at once. 1) It's morally repugnant in a way that's unrepentant: it's nakedly sadistic in a way Sam can't maintain apologetics for. 2) It's intimate, it acknowledges intimacy, and it basically forces Sam to confront the idea that his own desires to subdue Dream are also intimate. I don't mean this in a sexual sense, but in an emotional sense: Sam wants to know everything Dream knows, have Dream obey him, break Dream's will. 3) It threatens Sam's power over Dream: it's a closeness to and knowledge of Dream that Sam doesn't have, and cannot get without feeling yucky. It threatens his ownership and his responsibility and his morality.

How would Sam react? I think he'd try to ignore it. I think he'd pretend he saw and heard nothing, and he'd try to surgically remove the knowledge from his brain. I think he'd twist himself into knots. I don't think he'd confront Quackity directly and tell him to knock it off, but it's possible he'd do so indirectly. I don't think he'd bar Quackity from visiting. I think he'd write seven hundred lines of "I'm the not the bad guy."

How would Dream react? ... it's torture, isn't it. I think sexual violence and sexual humiliation are both things Dream considers as, well, on the table, so to speak--from his perspective, it sure seems possible when a guy who's called you a bitch forces you to call him sir, etc. Doesn't seem that far a leap to him when what Quackity's already doing results in blood dripping down the prime path. Not to mention the complications of Dream's closeness with Sam, and what thoughts, true or false, he might have about Sam's obsession with him. I think Dream would cope in his usual fashion, by minimizing and clinging to autonomy. More trauma on the pile.

(Not to make this about Sam and Dream but absolutely to make this about Sam and Dream, because everything that happens in the prison has to do with Sam and Dream. )

#tw noncon #c!dreamity #c!awesamdream #<- though this doesn't have to be the case #all of this is exactly as applicable to c!dream & c!sam #pandora's vault #torture.#c!dream and c!sam

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dazewashere · 26 days

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"You deserve this"

...maybe they were right

#art #dsmp fanart #dsmp art #pandoras vault #c!dream #c!quackity #tw blood #dsmp #i tag things too much #traditional art #dazes art

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dykebeeduo · 5 months

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i've always head cannoned obsidian as being cold to the touch, especially crying obsidian, this in turn makes pandora's vault a very strange place, I imagine that the air is thick warm and sulfurous stinging eyeballs, leaving faces covered in tears as sores as rashes crop up around the eyes from rubbing away the salt from tears that rapidly dry off, ever hour of every day exists a hot unbearable heat yet all around you is cold walls and floors.

It's nearly impossible to sleep and when you do sleep the parts of you that touch the floor become numb and pale speckled with redness as frostbite slowly settles in while the rest of you is red from heat, sweating water as fast as you can't drink it. most of the inhabitants couldn't sleep for more then two or three hours at a time, waking up to pace, chug water, chew at potatoes eaten either raw or burnt in the fire and mashed against the floor, scribbling out increasingly incoherent words in one of the numerous leather bound journals that are scattered around the cell, some missing chunks off of the cover, after weeks of potatoes, the thick tanned leather tastes like a home cooked meal.

eventually after being inside long enough some people bagan looping deaths, letting the lava purify their tired minds killing them quickly yet very painfully, just to be reawoken and dumped into freezing cold water, some would stay in the waterpool long enough to drown while others would climb out and stark walking towards the lava once more, and after hours, or days of this they might grow tired, falling into a deep slumber waking parched, half frozen and half fried and walk towards the lava one last time, then standing up and out of the water and walking slowly, damp feet padding across the cold floor and open up the chest, grab a potato and sit back down.

"how to leave?" was the question on everyone's minds, each attempt more futile then the last, clocks thrown against the floor shards of brass casing scrape away at the obsidian leaving small areas of the floor worn down and covered in knife-sharp slivers of the deep purple volcanic glass, others try the direct route camping out on the lava side of the netherite blocks that keep them in when the lava recedes, covering their bodies in burns from popping lava searching for the chance at escape when the bridge crosses, only one every stayed it out until the bridge came and by then they were at deaths door, unable to move as weeping burns held their limbs in place like glue whimpering for the warden to push them in and allow then to die and respawn back behind the netherite blockades.

occasionally they would make conversation with one another, hoarse voices spilling secrets without inhibition and unable to think coherently enough to understand possible consequences. days may go by when all they do is talk and, weeks my go by when all they do is cry.

frustration mounts whenever the lava breaks, bridge slowly moving along, bringing with it "you can't leave yet"s and "ever"s, more potatoes, and for the first small while clocks. when the bridge slows to a stop the wild arms begin to swing over netherite blocks, a futile effort to knock the warden into the lava that holds them in, im sorrys echo off the walls as the lava closes around the irredeemable and the innocents, the "wrong place at the wrong time"ers, the ones whose only crime was the history they had made.

if things had gone right he might still be there, but debts must be paid and now pandora's vault sits empty, floor still littered with half eaten journals, shards of broken obsidian, potato peels and tattered spare uniforms.

#dsmp #ctommy #c!tommy #c!tommyinnit #ctommyinnit #cdream #c!dream #ctechno #ctechnoblade #c!techno #c!technoblade #pandoras vault #tw suicide #dream smp #my post #slayyyyyyyy

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bunny222 · 1 year

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Here is some art *disappears back into the void*

#dream smp #dsmp #tw blood #tw injury #tommyinnit #tommyinit fanart #tubbo #tubbo fanart #pandora's vault

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ladyddanger · 2 years

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The best way for everyone to find out about exile and the torture in prison would be a really dramatic court case where c!dream was put on trial for his crimes and c!sam cracks on witnesses stand and accidentally admits about what he and c!quackity did to c!dream and c!sapnap is like you did what to my best friend? And c!quackity is trying to explain and c!sapnap wouldn’t even listen because this is not the man he fell in love with and before anyone can really process that c!tommy is made to reaccount all of exile for the whole smp and c!wilbur sitting right there having to listen and-

#CAN YALL HEAR ME #guys it would be so perfect #no chance of anyone misunderstanding or missing info it’s just all out there #and they all know that dream what did to Tommy but they also know about the prison arc and they have to deal with both of those #it would be so good please please please #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp lore #exile arc #tw!exile arc #prison arc #tw!prison arc #c!dream #c!tommy #c!discduo #pandora’s vault

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mschoiyuki · 2 months

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Silence

Trafalgar Law x f!reader

tw : angst. angst. angst. just angst. SFW

wc : 5.1k

a/n : Law is a foolish man. Interaction with the Straw Hat Pirates. I'm not good at writing summary, sorry ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) And I'm sorry for the grammar error. Actually I've been thinking so hard, should I make it a happy ending or not. But... Oh well...

It's best to read this while listening to :

❆ Taylor Swift - You're Losing Me (From The Vault)

❆ Bruno Mars - It Will Rain

❆ Paloma Faith - Only Love Can Hurt Like This

Enjoy ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

Law used to smile to you like that.

Law used to gave lingering touch to you like that.

Law used to sits next to you like that.

Your heart used to beats faster when you were with him.

But one day, everything suddenly change. You want to ask him why, but sadly you're just his crewmate. Law is your captain. Nothing special between you.

Even though he is your captain, you will give your life for him in a heartbeat. Maybe for Law it's just a natural things to do. Yes, another crewmates will also give their life to protect their captain. What's so special with you giving your life for him too? Nothing.

One day on midnight, it's your turn to on watch. You bump to Law on the hallway. There's some sweet perfume wafts from his body. You clench your fist, greeting him with a smile, "Captain." And off you goes, not wanting to hear any responses from him.

The next week when Polar Tang docked at an island for supplies. You bump at Law again at dawn. You can see a red mark on his neck. You just smile and greets him, "Morning, Captain." And you walk away.

You walk fast to bathroom, letting out whatever it is in your stomach. Slouching on the sink, gripping your arms tightly, you cry in silent. You don't want anybody to finds out.

From that day onwards, you made up your mind. Shoving that feelings deep down, sealing it on your pandora box, throw away the key far far away.

You act like a true crewmate, no feelings attached. Every mornings you wake up, you will perfecting your smile in front of the mirror. You train the muscle really hard, you must to make it as natural as possible. So no one knows it's fake. It has to be perfect.

No eye contact. You will answer Law question short and sharp. Giving your best smile without meeting his eyes.

No lingering touches. You will keep your distance an arm length from Law. As natural as possible. Even you try to eat first or later to not sit at his side.

Week turns to month.

Until one day, you witness it with your own eyes. When you leave the bar and want to go back to Polar Tang, you see him. Your beloved captain, Trafalgar Law, walks to a motel with a woman. His hand on the woman waist.

Your body trembling. Your head dizzy. You want to let out the beers you drank out from your throat, tears are threatening to falls. You clench your fist until it's turning white.

Sachi, Penguin and Bepo walks out from the bar, want to follows you back to the sub. But they halt their steps. Following the direction of your gaze.

They knew. Knew Law been to the bar. They knew there's always a girl at his side. They've confront him about this, but he told them to shut up, Law told them to not meddle his personal life.

You take a deep breath and blinks away the tears. And you start walking back to sub.

The man that you loved for years, breaks your heart to pieces. You even haven't confess to Law. Yet you already has the answer.

Then what's the point to stay at here? Why you have to torture yourself more than this? The answer is clear. You chuckle to yourself. Why are you so foolish. You're just a crewmate. Even if you're gone they won't make a fuss.

"Let's just wait for another chance." You thought to yourself.

That night, your heart losing it beats. It's not beating faster when you think about Law anymore. When you wake up with tears stain on your pillow, you lost your voice.

Strangely you're not panicking. Because you remember you read it on a book at Chopper's library, it can due to trauma or it can be from shock that your brain or heart produce.

The others panics. The trio runs to Law, telling him about you lost your voice. Law's face darkened hearing the news. Law immediately rushing to you.

"What happened?" Law try to reach your arm, but you take a step back. Avoiding his touch.

Don't touch me with those filthy hands. Those hands that touched other women.

You close your eyes and take a deep breath, you smile and shrug. You write on the sketchbook "No need to panic." And you walks away from him resuming your duty.

Law just stand there, stunned. He remember this scenes long ago. Just like Cora-san when they first met. But are you really lost your voice? It can be you just faking it like Cora-san.

The trio know what Law's been thinking, Sachi breaks the silence "No, Captain. It's real."

Penguin chime in, "We already check on her, we try to prove it. It's real."

Bepo just start to panic and want to cry.

Law's minds been busy, thinking the way out to get your voice back.

But Law doesn't know about your plan.

You know Law's sleeping schedule, mostly Law will be at his office until morning. He rarely sleeps on his bed. Before dawn you slip something under his bedroom door.

While the other are busy getting ready to submerge, you walk out slowly without making any sounds to avoid bumping to other crews. Off to the fresh dawn air. Then you see a merchant ship docked at the harbor not that far, they starts to pulling their anchor.

You start to run faster to the merchant ship, after you reach them you write to them that you need a lift to another island to find your "husband". They agree to help you and they start to sail.

You look back again to the direction where the yellow sub docked behind a hill, the place that been home for you for years. The place full of happy and sad times. The place where your loved one is. The place where your heart used to beats full in love there.

You left your home. You left your family. You left the man you loved. You left your heart there.

When Law enter his bedroom, he step on something. He picks up a piece of paper and open it. His eyes widened and he start to search for you in every corner. Even your room is empty though your belongings still there. Law can't find you anywhere.

"Hakugan! How long have we been submerged?" Law slams the control room door, out of breath.

"Around six hours, Captain." Hakugan clench his heart, shock with the sudden burst and scared if he makes any mistake.

"Fuck! Turn back! Turn back to the island! NOW!" Law is furious now. How can he oversleep until this late? If only he didn’t stayed up late last night.

Sachi runs and stumbling at the door, "The letter... Captain.." Sachi tries to catch his breaths because he runs as fast as he can.

Penguin arrive behind Sachi, holding out the letter, "We found this."

Law snatch the letter and read it. It contains a simple words,

Thank you for the memories ꨄ︎

There's no doubt in it. This is your handwriting. The handwriting that Law always brush lovingly and memorize. The same handwriting on your letter that you left for him.

I loved you.

Law yell the order to Hakugan again, "Turn back to the island!" He walks back to his room, Sachi and Penguin follow behind him. When Law open his door, he rush in and slam the door right in front of Sachi and Penguin face. He doesn't need any lectures now.

He slides down from the door, sitting and read your letters again. The letter for him, I loved you. Loved. That means you don't love him anymore? Did he made a mistake? All of this is his fault? He stare hard on your letter, LOVED.

And suddenly a droplet of water stain the letter. Law choke on his own tears. He want to scream, he want to rips his hair off. But he can't. He punch the door in frustration, there a small yelp behind the door that goes unnoticed by him.

Six hours. Law prays that you're still at the island. He will take you back no matter what. If you ask him the reasons, he will tell you. He will tell you everything you want to knows. As long as it can takes you back to him. He will tell you his true feelings, his feelings toward you. He will do everything, anything. For you. He will make it right this time.

When Law arrive at the island he waste no time to cast his power. He use all of his energy to cast a big "ROOM" that envelopes the whole island. He close his eyes, he wish, he hope, he prays that you will appear in front of him. And he cast the "Shambles".

None.

Nothing.

You don't appear in front of him.

He tries, tries, and tries again.

Penguin grabs Law shoulder, "She's gone, Law. She's left. Let's go back inside."

That moment, Law feels like his heart being torn apart to pieces. It's all his fault he lose you. How could he be so foolish?

Why would he think being with another women will keep you safe? Why he didn't realize your pain? Why he didn't realize your changed attitude towards him? Your smile, your distance, no more lingering gazes and touches. Why he just realize it now?

It's too late now. He hurts you, he lose you too.

Penguin and Sachi follows Law to his bedroom. Law just sit at his bed with his hands in his face. Penguin and Sachi look at each other. Seeing their friend like this broke them too.

"Do you realize all the women you pick resembles her, Law?" Penguin break the silence.

Law still hide his face. "Their height, features, hair colors and lengths it's all resembles to her, you know." Sachi take a step forward.

"I didn't slept with all those women. I couldn't bring myself to slept with them. It never feels right, those women is not her. They can’t give me what I want likes her" Law shoulder is shaking.

Penguin kneel in front of Law, "Then why did you that, Law?"

"I just want her to be safe. You know I've got a lot of enemies. I'm so scared that I can't protect her. What if I lose her?" Law mutter, his voice is cracking.

Sachi sit next to Law, gripping his shoulder "You already lose her, Law."

Law can feel a sting in his heart, the pain almost unbearable. Being so broken Law poured all his heart out to his best friends.

"I shouldn't have let those women get close to me, let their stinky perfumes on my clothes. Gave me mark on my neck. She must've seen it. She must've knew."

"She saw you took a woman to motel, Law." Penguin sighs.

Law freeze and lift his face in horror, "What? When?"

"Night before she lost her voice." Sachi fills in.

"What? Then it's my fault she lost her voice?" Law whisper, his voice thick with sadness. Law can feel the anguish slowly engulf his heart and mind.

Sachi and Penguin wants to comfort him, saying it's not his fault. But the words just won't come out from their mouth. So they just stay there with him, watching Law stare blankly at his hand and crumble.

He will take you back, no matter what. He will travel around the New World again to find you. All he want is just for you to be safe. He prays to all the Gods for your safety, and to gives him your forgiveness.

For four months, Law lost his direction. He will only comes out from his office to give orders and then shut himself at his office. Sachi, Penguin and Bepo try their best to help Law. They will bring foods for him, dragging him to take a bath. If he force himself to sleep at his bed, he will just curls up clutching tightly on your letter praying that he will meet you on his dreams, smiling and holds him tight. He will gives you all his love for you. Hell, he even will says the three words to you. Even if it's just on his dreams. He drifts off to the dreamland with tears to meet you there.

Every times they reach an island, Law will cast the "ROOM", if there's no result he will order them to move to the next island immediately. Sachi and Penguin even beg to Law to stay for a couple days at the island to get some supplies and rest before resuming their journey. They understand Law impatience, but they still try to persuade him.

They think Law is just like a ghost now, losing half of his soul. The only thing that can cure him is you. They also prays every times they reach an island, hoping you are there. To end Law misery. They really want to tell him to give up, but they got tongue tied every times they see his face.

The first month after you left Law, you stay at the island for awhile to collect some berries for your next journey. Sometimes you will help the local doctor, or working at the diner as cook.

When the berries is more than enough, you will move to another island. Maybe you runs away from him, if you stay at the island longer you afraid you will meet him. Heh. There's no way he will looks for you. Who the hell are you? You're not that important to him. You're just a crewmate. Stop thinking so high and mighty about yourself, Y/N. You chuckles and shake your head in disbelief.

The second months, you meet the Sun God. The person you least expected to meet.

Luffy is so happy to meet you again after years. He wraps his arm around you, "Does this mean Torao also here with you? I want to meet him! I miss him!" Luffy chirps.

You just give him a sheepish smile, and you write, "No, I'm alone. I'm no longer Heart Pirates crew."

Luffy just stare and tilt his head, confuse why are you using that sketch book, and you explain to him that you lost your voice. Luffy then drags you to Sunny, "Chopper can help you! Let's go!"

You try to let out your voice, to tell him no but the voice is not coming out. You just let him take you to Sunny.

The other crews are so happy to meet you again. Nami, Robin and Chopper embrace you so tightly. They rush you to the infirmary to check your health. They are so shocks hearing Luffy's information that you lost your voice and no longer Law's crew. As you try to calm them down, "It's okay, it's not a big deal. I'm still strong even without my voice." You give them weak smile while show them the sketch book.

Nami and Robin knows there's more into it. They exchange glances and hugs you, Nami gives you pat on your head while Robin stroke your back. As if they know your real reason. As if they know your pain, your heartbreak. Chopper just hugging you too without knowing why.

For the first time after two months, you cry your heart out. Sobbing in their embrace. You want to let out all of your screams that you've been hold back for months. But you can't. There's no voice coming out. You cry until your throat is hoarse and dry, and fall asleep on their embrace.

The next morning you wake up with swollen eyes. Sanji rushing to get ice packs for you, "A beautiful lady like you mustn't cry, Y/N-chan. Tell me if there's something you crave, I will cook it for you in no time." And he kiss the back of your hand. Nami warned to the other crews to not mention Law's name. It's a forbidden word at Sunny, whoever utter that word must pay a huge amount of berries to her.

"Eeh. Whyyy?? Why can't I say Torao name? I want to ask her about how he's been doing." Luffy whine to Nami. Nami grab Luffy's collar and threaten him, "If you says his name one more time, you won't get allowance for a month. I dare you." Luffy zips his mouth tightly.

"Just stay with us, we won't say anything to him." Luffy sincerely say it while all of them gathering waiting for lunch. You can feels the tears are forming at the corner of your eyes, you mouthed "Thank you." and try to blinks away the tears.

Even though you're not sad anymore, the crews know you changed. You're not the same person as they met back ago when the alliance with Law's formed. Your smile is not the same, you're not the cheerful person like back then. What had happened between you and the Heart Pirates Captain?

One day when you, Nami and Robin enjoying Sanji's dessert at the deck, she can't help her curiosity so she cautiously ask you, "Did both of you broke up?" You put your spoon on your lips and write "We're not together. We're just crewmate and captain." Nami and Robin stunned with your words. Nami try to pushed again but Robin pinch her with her extra hand. They just don't understand why both of you are not together. They saw how Law gazed at you. How Law always following close behind you every where you goes, like a lost cat. But they didn't push further, maybe you're not ready to tell them yet.

Days by days pass peacefully, some part of you think maybe it's not that bad you get on board with Luffy. It's almost makes you forget about your pain. You can saves more berries, maybe someday you can settle down at some island and enjoying the domestics life.

Some days, you help Sanji with preparing foods or wash the dishes. Other times you watch Luffy antics. There's no days pass without fun on Sunny.

Until one day, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Brook and Franky make a fuss with the sea king monster. In such a chaotic mess, Nami hit their head until two lumps appear at each heads. And she yell at them, they just lowered their head until a soft breeze blows and Luffy raises his head to hold his precious straw hat, "Oh! Y/N is laughing!" The others snaps their head to you, seeing you laugh for the first time. The real and genuine laugh.

Nami and Robin jumps at you and hug you. The others also laugh, Sanji's heart eyes appear at the sight, and there's a slight tinted blush at Zoro face, and he smile. Even though they can't hear your sweet voice, at least you're laughing now. They just hope you will turns to the old you.

They never thought of you as a guest at Sunny, they treat you like their nakama. When you're down, they will try to cheer you up. Zoro sometimes offer you to clean your katana, or even training together. The girls watching Zoro's behavior and it's so strange for him to interact with someone on his accord.

Nami pulls him and threaten him, "What're you doing? What's your intention, Zoro?"

He deadpanned on Nami, "Nothing, just offer her some companion?".

Nami point her finger, "If your intention is not clear, or you just need someone to warm your bed you better back off."

Zoro takes a step closer and gives Nami a stern look, "I'm. Not." Zoro growls. Maybe he just pitied you, or maybe he just want to take care of you, or maybe he just want to protect you. He doesn't know himself why.

As months goes by, you're getting a little bit cheerful like the old days. And you even gets closer to the crews.

When Luffy see an island holding a festival he decide to dock. Before Luffy and Chopper can scurry off to the town, Nami hold them and tell Luffy to bring one or two crews with him. To watch over him to not cause any ruckus.

Zoro voluntary says he will go with Luffy making the others screech. Nami turns to you "Y/N, can you please go with them? Me and Robin will go later and catch up with you guys." You nods and go to change your outfit. Wearing white shirt with a short and sandals. You run off to Luffy and the others whose been excited to enjoy the festival, “Let’s go!!” Nami shouts from the back, “Zoro!! Please don’t get lost! I’m counting on you, Y/N! Have fun!!” Zoro just rolls his eye at Nami and you giggle while wrapping your hand to his arm. Zoro jolt at your sudden touch and eyeing you, you mouthed “So you don’t get lost.” You grin and lead the way. Zoro just huff and shake his head, hiding the subtle smile.

Tagging along with Luffy that want to eats all of the foods on every stalls, and Chopper want to try all the attractions makes your heart full. “Look! That roller coaster is so cool! Let’s try it!” Chopper shouts and excitedly point at it. “I’m gonna pass on this one. To tired. I will wait for you guys down here.” Zoro already sits on the bench and cross his arms.

You feel bad leaving him behind and want to stay too, but Zoro just shoo you to go with them, “Just go, it’s okay. It won’t take that long.”

Then you go with Luffy and Chopper to enjoy the roller coaster. But when you guys come back down, all of you are drenched. You guys just laugh while Zoro dumbfounded looking at you guys. Zoro put his cloak on your shoulders, “Your shirt become a see-through.” As he looks away from your body. Your face flushed and mouthed “Thanks.”

As you guys walking back to Sunny with hands full with foods, there’s two people looking at you from afar with their jaws dropping. They can’t believe their own eyes. They exchange glances to make sure it is really you.

“Should we call Captain?” Sachi already takes out the mini den den mushi.

“Ugh.. Wait! But look at her! She’s laughing! She’s happy, Sachi!” Penguin grab Sachi hand.

“Guys! It’s-!” Bepo suddenly appears and shout but Sachi and Penguin quickly shuts his mouth.

“Sshh!!!” They gesture in unison.

“Should we call Captain??” Sachi press again.

Penguin is still in agony. “Peng! Captain needs her!” Sachi getting impatient now because he almost lost you on the crowds.

"Fine!! Fine! Call him." Penguin surrender, still unsure if this is the right things or not. Because he also knows you are suffering from Law.

When the news reach Law, he immediately teleport to the shore. He use his power to teleports here and there, to find the Sunny.

And he sees you, draped in Zoro's cloak, your hand grabs on his arm. And you laugh. You laugh with them. The smiles that he missed so much, the smiles that you used to gave to him. You looks... Beautiful. You looks... Happy... Are you with Zoro now? He can feels his heart clench. He will finds out himself.

This time, he will make it right.

Suddenly you see a blue orbs envelopes all of you. You freeze, gripping Zoro's arm. You know damn well this blue orbs. And he appears in front of you. The man that you loved with all of your heart. He looks like a mess. His eye bags getting more darker.

Law so relieve when he see you this close. Finally... He can take you back with him, he moves his hand to reach you but Zoro take a step in front of you and stand between you and Law.

"Move, Zoro-ya." Law stand tall against Zoro.

But Zoro doesn't move an inch, and you still clutching on Zoro hiding behind him. When Luffy and Chopper see Law, they excitedly shouts, "OOH! TORAOO!!" But Zoro prevent them to get close to Law.

"What do you want, Torao?" Zoro still in his defensive stance.

"I don't have any business with you. I'm here for Y/N." Law still looking at you. "Let's talk, Y/N. Please." He's pleading now, you never hear his voice this soft. You still consider should you talk to him? Part of you don't want to talk to him, you don't want to see his face. But maybe this is the time...

You come out from behind Zoro and you nod. You point to a big stone under the shade and you gesture to him to follow you there. You write to Luffy, "I'll be back."

You and Law walk to the shade, you lean on the stone and write, "What do you want?" You shove it to him, but you didn't look at him at all.

Law furrow his eyebrows. It hurts. "How you've been, Y/N?" He reach for your face but you avoid it. It hurts so bad. He clench his fist and take it back to his side. "Please, look at me, Y/N." His voice cracking.

You freeze and slowly turn your head to meet his gaze. There they are, the grey eyes that you used to loved is filled with tears now. But it makes you furious and without you realizing it you hit his chest with your both fist. Law lets you hit him, if it can makes you feel better then it doesn't matter. If it can makes you back to his side, then it's fine. He will take it all, your furious, your hits. Everything.

Your head hung low while you still hitting him for God knows for how long. But Law realize you've been crying. He grabs your wrists, "Look at me, Y/N. Please." You lift your head, still sobbing. Law's eyes quiver with the sight, he pulls you right to his chest. He hug your trembling body tightly, he will not let you go.

"Please come back, Y/N" Law whisper beside your ear.

You snap your eyes open realize this is not right. You shove Law then you wipe your tears with your sleeves and write in a quick pace, "I'm not coming back. You should go back."

"Y/N, don't do this. Please come back to me." Law reach out his hand for you to take it, he looks so sorrowful. You shakes your head furiously. Law take a step toward you still reaching out his hand, "Why are you doing this, Y/N? If you love me then just come back to me." He slowly walking to you.

"I'm not! I don't love you anymore!" You write then tear the sheet and you throw it to Law. Then you write another one and throw it again. He picks it up and read it “I hate you.” Law’s eyes widened and he clutch the sheet, “Lies. You’re lying.” He stands in front of you.

“I’m not lying.” You look straight into his eyes.

“I don’t love you. And I’m not going back. Leave. Go back, Captain. I’m just one of your crew-mate, you don’t have to waste your times for me.” You starts to walk away from him.

Law grabs your wrist and turns you to face him, “I love you. I love you, Y/N. Please come back to me.” He’s crying. Trafalgar Law is crying in front of you.

You try so hard to hold back your tears. You tell yourself, don’t cry, not now. You shakes your head and yank your wrist, “It’s too late. Goodbye, Law. Take care.” You leave Law standing there in silence.

You walks back to Sunny without looking back at the man you loved. You thought you’ll be strong to leave him again for the second times, but why these tears just won’t stop? As you reach Sunny you quickly wipe your tears.

“Can we sail out now, Luffy? Please?” You write to Luffy. Luffy just nods and tells Nami to set off.

You storms to your shared bedroom and lock the door. You throw yourself to your bed and cry your heart out, screaming to the pillow. The crews freeze when they heard your wailing. When they wish they can hear your voice again, they don’t mean it like this. Not your voice when you’re in pain. They just stand at the deck looking at each other, they can feel your pain. But they can't do anything to erase your pain.

Law walks back to Polar Tang in tears with your sketch sheets in his hand, it feels like he reminisces the old days. The days he cried when Cora-san died. You left him too. If only he could be more honest with you. If only he didn’t act like a jerk. If only he didn’t hurt you. None of these will happen. If only…

When the crews see Law coming back alone they don’t utters a single words to him. He just walks to his bedroom in silence, only the trio follows Law. Law slumps to his bed, covering his eyes with his arm, the other hand still holding on your sketch sheets tightly at his chest. Penguin being the brave one to break the silence, “Is she?” Law answers short, “No.”

Sachi continue, “Do you tell her everything?”

“It’s too late. She hates me. She doesn’t love me anymore. She left me.” Law curls up holding your sheets tightly.

Law can't get you return to his side again. He can't have your heart forever. He can't see you anymore. He can't hear your sweet voice anymore. At least he want to hear your voice before you go.

Law doesn't know you get your voice back again.

Law summon "ROOM", the blue orb surrounds him and he cast "SILENCE".

For the first time Sachi, Penguin and Bepo see their Captain crying in despair. They just hope their captain can get on his feet again.

It's too late now...

Is it too late now?

This is the end...

Is this the end?

Part 2

dividers by : @saradika-graphics

#trafalgar law #law x reader #law x you #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar d water law #one piece law

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supernovaa-remnant · 8 days

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a small drabble for @sixteenth-day-event with the prompt "a silent grave"

tw for implied/referenced torture because, well, torture box, y'know? also potential slight suicide ideation

Sleep in Pandora’s Vault is fleeting, coming in flashes, quick increments that leave Dream more dazed and restless than before. It’s never an escape—even in his bursts of sleep, the incessant dripping of the crying obsidian plays the role of a backing symphony, and the ache of his body never leaves him for a moment. He’s never sure how long the sleep lasts—the last clock he burnt still hasn’t been replaced—but with how tired he feels, he can’t imagine it’s that long.

Before, he used to shift around between his moments of slumber. He’d walk up and wander around the cell, settling down in a different corner as if searching for a more comfortable spot. Now, though, his vision swims as rushes of vertigo overcome him whenever he tries to sit up, let alone walk around. He definitely got a head injury of some sorts a few visits ago, and not even healing potions provide an instant fix to those. But, even before he became afflicted with light-headedness, the prospect of moving lost all appeal, considering how his entire body flares with pain at any sort of motion. So, he stays still, even as the jagged obsidian digs into his back, aggravating the wounds there.

Sometimes, rarely, he’s granted true sleep, and he dreams. The dreams are never pleasant—it’s as though his mind only wishes to cycle through a few dreams, including recounts of sir’s visits, that day in the attachment vault, George and Sapnap, and more. Most of the time, he’s unaware that he’s dreaming, but this time he finds himself in the one dream he’s always lucid for.

He’s sitting beside a small, unremarkable grave, unable to move, as though he were tethered to it. It’s always silent. Not even the creatures of the world venture close, and it makes something perhaps akin to bitterness coil in his heart, that even the animals of his world that had been his steady companions don’t bother to visit him in death.

But, all things considered, it’s not the worst dream. Sure, the laughter of his friends the server members that echo from outside his vision grate on him, and their obvious joy in the world post-his demise is unsurprising but stings nonetheless, but it’s not painful. It’s not limbo nor Pandora, and sure he can’t feel the sun, and he’s not entirely sure his mind is conjuring the apparitions of the sky and trees correctly, but it’s still peaceful, in a way. He thinks if death were like this, maybe solving its mysteries wouldn’t be such a necessity.

And when he awakes to the sound of pistons, he thinks that maybe spending eternity in a silent grave wouldn’t be so bad.

#sixteenthdayevent #dreblr #I would've written more but I got distracted lol so just a short drabble this time #writing from the void

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youlikefanficdontyousquidward · 1 year

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Why so blue?

Prologue, Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Meet cute :3c

tw: some violence, maybe little man handling. Let me know what other triggers people might want. Future chapters may have some smut ect.

The forests of Pandora had seemed so oppressive in his memories. The air had felt thick, even through the exopack, and far too hot in his lungs. Even the smell seemed different, though Miles couldn't feel too surprised by the change. New lungs, new nose, new everything. Kinda made him debate whether or not to start smoking again.

Spider walked ahead of him, leading the way adeptly over fallen branches and leaf littered trails. They were supposedly following one but he couldn't see it. Every patch looked the same to him but Spider weaved this way and that and the floating mountains were getting closer. They were heading for the banshees nesting grounds. With a dragon per head they'd have a better chance of spotting their targets. Spider vaulted a large root, entering a small clearing. He turned back, the fading light catching his hair making it glow. Suddenly he was giggling and small, in his mother's arms as she snuck him down to show Quaritch. The setting sun catching in the infants curls.

All evening his mind kept flashing memories of the kid with every little movement or twitch of expression. Quaritch had managed a good enough joke and his smile was the same, the one he shared with his mother. Quaritch hadn't meant things to have gone that far, she was great, no doubts about that. A knock out with a violence streak that matched his own. It was meant to be a fling, a quick tumble together when the mood took them then she'd rotate out and that'd be that.

A son.

He had known about him of course she'd told him as soon as she'd found out it. It wouldn't have done either of them any good for Quaritch to have claimed Miles Jr. (Way to make it obvious Paz.) She'd loose her job and get kicked back without full pay and he'd be dressed down at a minimum. He wasn't gonna be heartless, though he'd had no intention of raising him, he had planned on setting him up with a good education, work, whatever Paz needed for him to get a good start. It was a real shame he died first.

The lab coats had pulled him aside after General Ardmore had chided him. He's not your son. Avatars hadnt really run into this problem, especially not the older ones, whoes human DNA content was higher. Recoms however seemed to struggle with instincts. His draw to Spider was just that, a bug in his construction, a primal protective instinct to look out for his own. He was sure that's what drove him to stop those interrogation machines. Original Quaritch's memories mixed with new na'vi insticts. He'd convinced the General he knew his purpose and that he was focused on taking down Jake Sully but he was finding it harder to convince himself. He even felt differently about his team. Before his squads had felt like an extension of his gun but now they felt like an extensions of his arms.

The others felt it too. Zdog had always had an adversarial relationship to the others, feeling a need to prove herself at every step. Now it took on a more sibling angle, more of a boast. Her insults felt playful now and Wainfleets laugh felt warm, no longer barely hidden contempt. Quaritch reasoned these new feelings weren't stopping him so why let it bother him.

Spider scowled at him from across the fire. He'd cautioned against lighting one, said it'd attract things larger and more deadly than they could handle. The team had been somewhat offended by that remark and Quaritch had agreed to let then light it. The rest of the forest was was hard to see in the gloom. Miles ears twitched and his tail flicked behind him. Honestly the physical changes bothered him most about everything. Being taller was great, until he had to fit through the human spaces and human food had tasted foul on his new tongue. He wondered what Spider ate, he had lived amongst na'vi since infancy surely he must've eaten their food?

Miles rose, stepping past his fellow recoms, and sat heavily by Spider. It felt odd to call him that, but if he had any hope of keeping his cooperation he'd need to play nice. Spider turned his face immediately and Miles tried to ignore the way it stung. Instincts.

"You know I value your input here, s'just the guys wanting something hot to eat. You understand right?" he nudged the fast cooling food towards him. The nights were still warm but the heat of day was fading now and he had chosen to sit far from the fire.

Spider didn't turn, just let out a hum. Miles wanted to say more, he wanted to offer some kind of condolence or something but he knew it would be ill received coming from him. He didn't even really want to submit to the feelings his implanted memories dredged up.

He stretched up, groaning as he pulled the tension out of his spine.

SNAP

Quaritch felt his ears perk and his eyes shot up. His tail whipped around behind him. Definitely something out there but he couldn't see anything past the glare of the fire. Spider was right, it was too dangerous to keep lit.

"Right lights out" he barked over.

The chorus of objections fell silent when he whipped his head to Wainfleet. Mansk quickly scooped what he'd been cooking from the flame, as Zdog hurriedly doused the fire. Quaritch couldn't have pinpointed the moment the world changed around him. One second black, then all at once every plant began to glow. Soft turquoise carpeted the ground, bright splashes of lilac and green coated leaves. There even floated white bug looking things just past the edge of the clearing. It was beautiful.

Quaritch turned to his team. Zdog was admiring her now glowing spots. Mansk had Wainfleets arm in his own.

"Sir! Check it out"

He dropped the other man's arm, searching for something to see his own reflection in. New bodies. Quaritch resisted the itch of curiosity and turned back to Spider. He'd climbed up into some low branches and looked to be securing himself to them.

"You don't wanna be on the floor" Was all he said before turning over. Quaritch took his lead, and the others followed suit. Up off the ground they secured sleeping bags. It was easy enough with their equipment. Though Wainfleet fell out once before they settled, damning himself to a first watch.

It was late when Quaritch's eyes snapped open. Nothing obvious had awaken him, he listened out for anything. Confused he slowly turned his head, trying to see what the source of the disturbance was.

Firstly he saw Spider, several meters ahead and on the ground where the fire had been. He crouched low, crawling away. Then he saw the na'vi. In seconds he'd sprang up and jumped down, the sudden movement waking his squad. Spider yelled out and the na'vi spun around. He knew their face, Zdog had ground it down into the dirt. It twisted now in rage as they lunged towards him. Surprising him with their speed, they knocked him to the ground. He tucked a leg under their knee and easily flipped them over, now hovering over their snarling face he grabbed their hands and pinned them painfully. The knife the held slipped put their fingers and they hissed and tried to wiggle out but Quaritch pressed his hip down on their's.

"SA'NOK!!" Miles heard Spider shout, feeling him punch against his back. The rest of the recoms had jumped down now, pulling their guns out ready for orders. Mansk grabbed Spider's shoulder pulling him back. Quaritch felt a tug of anger watching Spider struggle against him. desperately trying to get to the na'vi.

Pain erupted from his neck, he screamed and flung himself back. He caught the na'vi's eyes and watched as they spat out his blood, before they went barrelling into Mansk. Mansk was more prepared for an attack and held his ground as they hit into his middle. He punched down on their back and then up onto their stomach. The air left their body and they made choking sound as they crumpled onto the ground. Quaritch was quick over, pulling out his bright restraints. He cuffed their hands behind their back and feet together before they could regain their breath.

Spider pushed past, sliding to their side. He cupped the na'vi's face in his hands and to Quaritch's surprise the na'vi started crying. Silent tears ran down and left tracks through his blood smeared around their mouth. He brought his hand to his neck and tenativly touched the wound. It wasn't too deep, the bleeding would likely stop quickly but he had more pressing matters.

Wainfleet had took it upon himself to begin first aid and started to dab gauze on the bite wound.

"damn sa'nok... I know that one... its uh.."

"Mother" Quaritch spoke. Spider eyes met his, panic spreading across the boys face. This was who his son considered a parent? He'd assumed the scientists left behind would have looked after him. That a human would have claimed him not a na'vi. He took them in now. Greenish skin, choppy hair, small, more shapely than other na'vi. His eyes trailed their exposed skin following the glowing freckled patterns, they wore more than most tribe folk he'd seen but still very little left to the imagination. His neck throbbed and he turned his attention back to Spider, who's teeth gritted together.

"Please, they only wanted rescue me, please just let them go, they'll leave, we can just go." Spider pleaded. The na'vi tucked their head under his chin, speaking lowly in their own language. Some kind of reassurance he thought feeling something swell in his chest.

"What we doing sir?" Wainfleet finished his bandage and stood by Quaritch's side, gun pointing higher than he'd like it to.

"Two sidekicks better than one I suppose."

"Sir?" Wainfleet started.

Spiders eyes went wide at that, Quaritch met his gaze.

"Maybe if you want your Sangook" Quaritch struggled past the na'vi word"to keep breathing you'll stay put. Or did you forget about your tracker" He knelt down, tapping at his sons mask. He then leaned into the na'vi's face, making them turn their head to try force some distance.

"And you...play nice. Or it's his head. Understand?" Their glassy eyes met his again, a horrified look crossed them. Quatitch pulled back, standing to his full height over the pair. The first rays of dawn broke through the trees as heard Spider whisper to her.

"Mawey"

#avatar #miles quaritch #spider socorro #miles quaritch x oc #quaritch x you #quaritch x reader #my posts #my fics #why so blue

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helpfandom · 8 months

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Yandere Handsome Jack x PLATONIC reader HCs

I know that most people talk about him in a more romantic sense, so I figure a platonic sense might be good.

Just going off of the BL2 version, not TFTBL or TPS [Tales from the Borderlands and The Presequel.]

Cw + TW: Dehumanizing and Damn is this man delusional. He fr keeps you on a leash. Highly Abusive, like, I feel worse than than the Calypso Twins. Jack calls himself 'daddy' NON SEXUAL. TW: Jack forces you into being a female role, into being his daughter. I made Jack FUCKED UP.

Just like the cringe twins / the Calypso's, he took you first without the obsession. He saw the kid and thought: 'Hey, I get to kill someone and ruin the Crimson Raiders? Awesome!'

Before Angel is Dead:

He held a gun to your head, you froze, fearful for your life. Even though it wasn't your first time having a gun to your head, I mean, hey, it's Pandora, it was a first for the person holding, the gun. "Heya pumpkin, just do what I say and I might not blow your head off, okay?"

Kept you around for a little bit, trying to think of everything and anything he could do to kill you. He honestly kept you on a little leash while he was talking to the Vault hunters, talking to them about how he was breaking your spirit, keeping you on a leash before he would kill you.

Of course, he couldn't decide on how to kill you, so you stayed around a little bit. He would try lines on you and focus on you when he insults the Vault hunters through the echo.

Angel may try to talk to you, but even she can see a lost cause and gives up trying to help you escape. You don't know that she is Jack's daughter, just that she is close to Jack.

Of course, mentioning Angel to him, even before her death, would lead to a meltdown from him, a temper tantrum of sorts where he threatens you, pushes you against the wall and says: "I guess I did figure out how I want you to die. Slowly."

You learned all to quickly that if he threatened you, he meant it. You learned it the hard way and your ribs are still broken to this day, seeing as he wouldn't and won't help you with any injuries you incur from provoking his wrath.

He shoves the butt of his gun into your thoat. If you won't speak to him, or laugh at his jokes, maybe you shouldn't be given the option to speak.

At some point, he starts relying in that ego boost you give him, not sure when, although it could be around the time the vault hunters take over Opportunity.

"Ol' balloon-tits is still holdin' a grudge against me, huh? Don't get me wrong, I understand it -- once you've eaten prime rib for free, it's hard to go back to suckin' down hamburgers for cash. If you know what I'm talking about." He looks over at you with a confused expression in your face. He sighs and rolls his eyes. He doesn't know why he wants to explain it to you, but he does anyway. "I'm talkin' about dicks."

After Angel is dead:

All of Hyperion was mess from jack's wrath, you could hear him shooting and wreaking things just for being in his way, you could hear his footsteps getting closer and louder. He shoves open the doors and looks at you. You YOU.

He looks at you and he recognizes a part of you, that he loves you, in some, sick, twisted form of the word. I mean, the look on your face isn't good for a kid to have, so he might have to teach you not look that way at your dad, after all, You're his little angel!

He'll hit you if you say that you aren't Angel, he'll never shoot you, no no no no, but he will use force to remind you that you're angel.

Prepare to be hurt, like HURT, he will be one of the few that is willing to have a blank doll kid in their life. If it means you won't escape, does it really matter if you don't sound excited? Or that you'll only look at him with a vacant expression, the bloodshot eyes leading him to suspect that you've been crying all night? Well that just means you missed him!

In the end, you'll understand that you took the place of Angel in his heart, he'll buy you pretty dresses that he wished Angel could wear, since you're his little daughter, they should fit you just perfectly.

"Heya Pumpkin! Daddy missed you while he was working. That dress looks beautiful on you, aren't you glad Daddy bought that for you, Angel?"

#platonic x reader #tw yandere #yandere #platonic #x reader #headcanon #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #yandere borderlands #borderlands #handsome jack #bl2 #borderlands 2 #yandere handsome jack #Cringe twins #I took the cringe twins from Senza #tw abuse #Helpfandom's writing

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bleue-flora · 15 days

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Well well well, would you look that, leather and leads found in a chest, in the prison next to a chest with Quackity’s and Ghostbur’s waivers… pretty sure this makes rope and whips canon right? I mean… what else are you making with those items in the prison, presumably during the time of the daily torture given the books’ context….

#mmmm I’m on a torture lore mission… gotta take inventory :)#this gives me so much brain rot… I cannot even explain to you #the only thing that’d make it better would be some chains in there #dsmp #dreblr #dream smp #pandora's vault #dsmp analysis #dishing up lore #lore thoughts #dsmp lore #prison arc #tw torture #I guess… look I’ll be nice and start using tags?….#pandora’s vault has a singular purpose #c!dream #c!quackity #dsmpblr

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imdizzyy · 16 days

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Here's a stupid fic I've been thinking of writing for a while. I saw something about a similar plot and thought I'd slap my hyper fixation with it. It's extremely cringe, sorry. ALSO THIS IS NOT A SHIP

TW: cringe, vore, bad writing, probably bad grammer

Ranboo pov: Ranboo, a 9 foot enderman with a white scar covering his left eye. He had heterochromia, his left eye green and his right being red. He had fluffy black and white heir with a small gold crown resting on top. His legs are digitagrade and end in hooves. He was just reading at his station in Pandora's vault, the most secure prison in the dsmp, when he saw a little mouse scurrying across the hard concrete floor, or at least, he thought it was a mouse. His vision wasn't the..best. but he saw the "mouse" and caught it with his tail, lifting it up and grabbing it in his hand and squinting to look at it...

Dreams pov: Dream, a human with dark brown, fluffy hair and multiple scars lining his arms and face, had just escaped his cell, he used a shrink position that [REDACTED] had smuggled him a few days ago. He was running as fast as he could to escape this damned place. As he was running past a security station, he didn't notice Rambo until it was too late. He was grabbed by ranboos tail, getting lifted up to his face after being grabbed by his hand. Ranboos giant face squinted at him. He assumed it was because he couldn't tell what he was. Dream tried to yell, but it was really just too quiet to hear.

Ranboos pov: Ranboo couldn't tell what it was, he just assumed it was a small mouse or something of the sorts. He shrugged, opening his maw, his sharp teeth glistening from drool. He popped a dream in his mouth. He didn't bother to chew the little thing. He tilted his head back, letting the mouse slip down his throat.

Dream pov: he was held in front of ranboos face for a few moments before Ranboo shrugged, opening his maw, his giant, sharp teeth glistening from the drool. Before he even had time to struggle he was thrown into a ranboos mouth, landing with a splat on his tongue. He tried to get up but his entire world shifted, making him slip into ranboos throat.

Ranboos pov: he swallowed the mouse, going back to reading the book in front of him, not realizing he'd eaten a dream..

Dreams pov: with a loud ‘gulp’ he was pushed down Ranboos . It didn't last long, as he was squished into ranboos stomach. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the dark but when he looked around, seeing half digest food everywhere..

..that's where it ends bc I don't know what else to do but uhhh-,,, yyeeeaaahhh,, ssoorrryyyy,,,

#DizzyWrites #mcyt g/t #mcyt vore #ranboo #c!ranboo #cringe #cannon ranboo #dsmp #dream #t!dream #tiny dream #bad fic #sorry this is bad uuugghhm

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blackout174 · 2 years

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Disregard (part two)

Technoblade x Reader

Can be inferred as platonic or romantic

Tw: Arguing, Chase, Kidnapping, Dick kicking but he deserves it, Swearing.

Part 1

You hadn't talked with Techno for weeks.

Ignoring the buzz of your communicator, the letters that had been sent by crow, hell, even when Techno had apparently gotten Niki to come bang on your door, only to be met with a 'fuck off'.

You were just so god damn angry.

I mean, how could you not be? He never listened, and you clench your fist at all the times you'd have to talk to the others around and convince them not to go and try again to put his head on a stick. And when he commits more warcrimes it's even harder.

"Y/n? Hey it's Big Q, I wanna talk to ya."

You shoot up at the sound and the nickname. You knew to be wary of Quackity.

But he knew that after Techno threatened to take his other eye he'd...

Huh.

You had forgotten about that.

You sighed and after grabbing an axe, warily made your way to the door and cracked it open a smidge.

He leans to look at you and gives a smile.

You don't smile back.

"... What do you want, Quackity?"

He sighs and then oddly enough... chuckles.

You feel your hairs sick on end and you grip your axe harder.

"What's so funny? If you just came here to laugh at me then you can go fuck yourse-"

You cut off by a green hand yanking the door open and you feel a hard kick to your stomach.

You roll and regain your bearings quickly, just in time to fucking move.

You doge Sam and bring your axe down on this shoulder.

You see sparks and hear a hiss as you throw yourself up your stairs and towards your communicator, with Sam and Quackity right on your heels.

You clicked on Technoblades icon just as Sam made it up the stairs.

You have 23 new messages!

You roll out of the way and jump the railing back onto the stairs and you curse as you feel your ankle bend in ways it shouldn't.

You select 'New Compose'.

Y/n: trap, quackery and san dont liztem sj had hgyrsxiggd

You feel Sam jump on your back and you manage to click 'send' on your comm before you turn and flail.

He drags you up with your arms behind your back and in a last attempt to flee you raise your leg up-

-and kick him in the dick.

You feel the hold on your arms go slack as Sam yells out a 'FUCK' and you grab your comm and dip, Quackity right on your heels.

You run through the trees, a birch forest as you look at your comm once more.

You have 3 new messages!

TB: What? Whats happening?

TB: Y/n?

TB: Hang in there, Phil and I are coming.

You realize with your bad ankle that you'll never outrun Quackity.

Fuck.

Shitshitshit.

Wow.

You look at your comm once more and decide to send one more message.

Might be your last.

....

Technoblade wouldn't see that message till he got to your house with Phil.

He would shout your name and feel a sense of dread as he gets no answer back.

He looks about your house and sees things knocked down and broken, and he can just about smell Sam and Quackity it here.

He feels anger.

The voices swarm with cries of vengeance.

Find her

Gouge out his eyes

Blood for the Blood God

He finds a note with a poker chick sitting on it, and he just about snaps the chip in half.

'Meet at Pandora's Vault.'

He finally, finally, checks his comm and he feels his heart drop.

You have 1 new message.

His grip tightens as he vows to get you back.

Y/n: Sorry.

-----------------------------------

I lied.

No fluff, only cry.

#technoblade #dream smp #c!techno #technoblade x reader #platonic or romantic #technoblade angst #platonic

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