#vampiric-daydreams

[bluejeanstrash]

pt. 2 | pt. 3

tags: vampire! seventeen x human reader, 18+, mdni, dubcon, mind control, oral (m receiving), mentions of a gangbang, hardcore humiliation and degradation (verbal and physical)

seungcheol’s hand twists around your hair, grabbing a fistful of it to pull you off his cock. ‘stick your tongue out for me’ he cooes. you feel quick steady taps against your wet tongue and immediately you can tell it’s not his cock anymore. who is it today?

you don’t have time to dwell on that thought as seungcheol shoves your head forward, the cock sliding into your mouth as you hear a low satisfied groan. this man, whoever he was, was much more unforgiving than seungcheol, and you can feel it in the way he uses your mouth — like it’s not attached to the rest of you.

it’s not long before you feel your jaw ache and you start slacking, barely putting in any effort into pleasuring him.

‘tch, is this how we treat our guests? i know you can do better than that’ seungcheol chides, disappointed in you.

you hear the man zip up before he bends down, now eye-level with you. ‘open your mouth’ he speaks with an unexpected low drawl that makes your toes curl. he pushes his thumb inside your mouth, the coldness of it making you shiver, and the shiver making your nipples hard. faintly, you hear someone laugh. the man goes deeper, probing further and further until you finally gag.

‘are you tired?’ he questions and you shake your head no. ‘it’s okay if you are’ something tells you not to admit to that.

‘i’m not tired’ you say aloud, immediately regretting it, and a second later feel a sharp sting across your face ‘i don’t remember giving you permission to speak to me’

‘wonwoo, you’re scaring her’ you hear someone hum and you freeze, your blood curdling. he’s here again.

‘am i?’ icy fingers grip onto your blindfold, yanking them off as your eyes try to adjust to the darkness, and when his silhouette becomes sharper you almost gasp — inches away from you is one of the most beautiful vampires you’ve ever seen. it’s blinding beauty and it feels like if you look at him too long you’ll lose your mind; so you drop your gaze to the floor.

‘am i scaring you?’ he asks and you shake your head again.

‘see, she’s not scared’ he turns around to tell them. ‘them’ are the familiar figures that sit at the back, hidden in the shadows. you still don’t know their names — you’re left so mindfucked each time you can barely remember a thing. they all come and go, most don’t even touch you, they just want to watch a human being toyed with.

‘you know-’ he turns back to you ‘-i don’t really care for humans but i have to admit i do like how nice and warm they feel when i fuck them’ he runs two fingers down your neck. ‘and he’ his eyes flicker to seungcheol and back ‘tells me you’re a really good slut. tells me you begged to live so you could become one’

‘so, if you can’t even do that properly then there’s no point keeping you alive’ he whispers, pushing his sharp nails into the throbbing pulse in your neck.

‘that’s enough’ seungcheol steps forward.

a snarky little smile pulls at wonwoo’s lips ‘why? have you grown attached to your pet?’ he mocks, attempting to rile him up.

‘now now, let’s not fight in front of the human’ you hear him again, a shiver running down your spine. you remember the last time he was here — him and the other one took turns with you for hours. it was brutal. so why does your pussy throb thinking about it?

you hear his sadistic hum echo off the stone walls as he tugs at the chain that’s attached to you. he drags you towards him, watching you crawl across the floor to where he’s sitting.

‘i hope we didn’t ruin the mood for you’

you say nothing.

‘did we?’ you know from experience there’s no right answer here. ‘yes? no?’ he pushes, itching for you to answer.

‘jeonghan, i think you’re the one that’s scaring her’ someone laughs and you feel your blood curdle for the second time. the other one is here too.

your pulse picks up, your heart beating through your chest a million times a minute. you try to calm yourself down but it refuses to steady. are you scared? excited? both?

‘ooh, i think she likes you joshua. can you hear that? her heart is beating so fast’ jeonghan tattles like a snotty kid revealing your crush to the class.

‘aww, you like me? come here’ jeonghan drops the chain as you turn to joshua. he claps his hands calling you towards him like a dog. you crawl to him, the cold stone under you bruising your knees; but every time you get closer, joshua takes one step back. you can hear hushed snickers from the audience as he does it again and again, taking longer strides each time.

‘joshua, her knees’ seungcheol warns. he hated bruises on his human pets.

‘okay, okay, i won’t tease anymore’ he stops, letting you reach him.

‘now let's not forget our manners. when you greet someone you should bow. i’ll go first’ he bows to you, causing jeonghan to chuckle. that sick laugh triggers memories of last time. these two played off each other's energy constantly — when one laughed, so did the other; when one was cruel, the other followed. they were so in sync, right down to the way they fucked you.

‘now you go!’

you bend, bowing low, feeling hot humiliation burn through your body.

‘lower’ he lifts his foot up and places it on your back, pressing down till you can’t bow any further. ‘how polite’ he smiles a smile that reaches his eyes.

‘see, we have such an obedient slut here, so why are you wasting time fighting?’ jeonghan taps his nails on the armrest before letting out a long sigh ‘now someone please fuck her, i’m bored’

‘get up’ joshua pulls you up by the chain. ‘choose!' he points around the room 'who do you want to fuck the most? we’ll start off with them'

you look around, your eyes drawn to wonwoo. it’s almost hypnotic the way you feel compelled to look at him. your body wants him…and so does your mind? there’s a voice repeating his name in your head that you're sure doesn't belong to you.

joshua’s eyes follow yours ‘how interesting..’

‘well, wonwoo’ he lets go of the chain as it hits the floor with a resounding clang ‘she’s all yours’

wonwoo smirks, walking over. behind him you see seungcheol’s face sour, his eyebrows pulled together.

wonwoo walks leisurely, a warm wetness spreading between your legs as he practically devours you with his eyes on the way.

the closer he gets, the more you realise just how tall he is. his lean frame towers over you as he grabs your jaw making you look up at him. under his rough grip he can feel it all — your blood rushing, your rhythmic pulse, the heat of your skin — you feel so alive and that makes him so hard.

he takes his thumb rubbing it across your plump lips and then without warning pricks you, immediately licking away the blood that oozes out ‘fuck, you’re delicious’ he mutters against your lips. he glances back to see seungcheol has taken a silent step forward and rolls his eyes.

‘well’ he says, pushing you down to your knees ‘i hope for your sake you fuck as good as you taste’ he unzips his pants, pulling out his cock and stroking himself as you see him lick his lips again desperate for another taste of your sweet blood.

‘go on, what are you waiting for? open your fucking mouth’

god, you’re in for a really hard night.

#a drabble for a daydream i had #also i know the vampires aren’t historically accurate i simply wrote them to be cruel and hot :) #wonwoo smut #wonwoo x reader #jeonghan smut #jeonghan x reader #joshua smut #joshua x reader #seungcheol smut #seungcheol x reader #seventeen smut #seventeen au #seventeen vampires #seventeen x reader #svt smut #svt x reader

[dinerfries]

classic pen!

#penraser #eraser bfb #eraser bfdi #eraser tpot #pen bfb #pen bfdi #pen tpot #bfdi #bfb #tpot #ermm... haiiii #i was blessed with a vision of this one seconds after hearing that line #i KNOWWW eraser daydreams of vampire pen come on now #i like how i did pen here #just a lil doodle tbh lol #ive been doing so much project focused art or learning focused art...... so im indulging myself #and i just made some classic object shipping art tee hee

[sidver]

#art #my art #vampire the masquerade #vtm #vtm bloodlines #oc louise #tremere #vtm art yay! #i was so sick during holidays #i ended up playing vtmb AGAIN just to distract myself from fever #later i caught myself daydreaming about tremere gal named louise that just starts to learn necromancy under strict chantry supervise #and her mentors that actually practice necro-boogy shit and perform rituals #tremeres and 2000's fashion and spooky ghost shit is my cup of tea #idk it's daydreaming thing it's just fun

[pharawee]

I smell great today. I'll allow you to smell me all you want.

#1000 years old #1000 years old the series #shane nutchapol #opal kritsapatorn #pun x yoh #1000yearsoldedit #thai bl #thai drama #bl drama #bl series #my edits. #can't believe that was a naughty vampire daydream

[harmlessghosty]

I need headcanons of a vampire AU of the Touchstarved characters, stat.

Can you just imagine…

#blood sucking vampire LIs does something to my very SOUL #Touchstarved daydreaming

[toffeecoco1]

I see vampire!Hua Cheng a lot and like. I get it. It makes sense. Aesthetically, it works. But that doesn't mean I agree.

The whole theme for vampires is taking. And for Xie Lian, Hua Cheng does nothing but give. Literally. Their spiritual energy transfers are kind of the opposite of how vampires work.

So instead, I raise you vampire!Xie Lian. He's a vampire who never drinks from humans, and would rather let himself starve. He exclusively drinks animal blood, even if it tastes bad, even if it's stale. He's terrified of hurting someone.

And he meets human Hua Cheng. And at some point they're in a situation™ together, and Xie Lian hasn't gotten his hands on animal blood in days. He's clearly not doing well. Hua Cheng knows he will protest, but he also can't see him like this. So, without saying a word, he draws a cut across his hand and holds it up to Xie Lian's lips.

#hualian #tgcf #xie lian #hua cheng #hualian headcanon #vampire!xie lian #heaven official's blessing #hc's entire relationship dynamic with xl is about GIVING and that is so important to me #this came to my mind bcos my flatmate briefly mentioned astarion and i just started daydreaming about vampires #anyway #obsessed with xie lian being like “no i won't hurt anyone. dont help me” #and hc being like “no. stop hurting yourself. i WILL help you”

[callsign-daydream]

Hangman: Hallie is in love with me. Phoenix: *laughs hysterically* Hangman: I’m not joking! Phoenix: Oh, I hope not! It's funnier if it's true!

#top gun maverick #top gun incorrect quotes #original: buffy the vampire slayer #jake hangman seresin #hallie daydream a jones #top gun oc #natasha phoenix trace

[clickerflight]

Clove: Part 17 - The Pit

Good news! I have finished my danny phantom fanfic so I can move Clove to the more active position in my writing rotation. So, this story will progress much faster (think one or two pieces of clove writing per week)

Masterlist

Part 16

Content: Fae whumpers, vampire whumpee, collared and bound, manhandling, lacerations around the mouth

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Ephraim sat against the cold pillar, arms wrapped around knees and his head down, toes curled into the strange grass. He shivered as the fog twisted around him, dampening his clothing and hair, leaving him to grow cold. He hadn’t thought about much of anything for the past few hours. What was there to think about? How he failed, again? Goldenrod gone into the mists of the fae wilds just like Benny? Ephraim’s own impending death? 

Goldenrod had been so scared. Ephraim tried to keep his eyes wide open, staring at his tattered pants, because if he closed his eyes the only clear thought he would have would be the image of Goldenrod’s wide, fearful eyes.

Ephraim felt as though the fog had entered in through his ears and left him quiet and damp and miserable inside there too. 

He hugged his knees closer, shifting his head for the hundredth time trying to get the collar to stop from cutting into his jaw. He had checked the collar earlier. No openings, no seam lines, nothing. Same with the chain. He was well and truly trapped. 

A sudden wind picked up through the fog, chilling Ephraim so thoroughly he couldn’t help but gasp and it took him a moment to look up, shivering. 

The fog was blowing back and away from him, showing him more of the cold, dreary landscape. There were no trees or buildings, just rolling blue hills as far as he was able to see. 

Well, there was something else. Three figures striding towards him. 

He should stand up, meet his death face to face, but he couldn’t bring himself to stand and expose himself to even more of that cold, cruel wind. 

The three fae approached, chatting with one another and laughing. The leader looked to be the shortest, gossamer wings glimmering as though there were sunlight shining down on them. He was beautiful in the way that vampires were supposed to be, but didn’t quite manage, ethereal and uncanny. 

The one walking on his right had an extra pair of arms, several fox tails waving around behind her, while the third looked like a bird of prey, his arms and wings the same limb and his face shaping into a beak which clacked gently as he spoke.

Ephraim could hear them speaking with one another, laughing softly, but he couldn’t understand what they were saying, their voices warbling and unclear to him.  

Ephriam twitched when they looked directly at him, their gazes becoming something sharp and hungry. 

“Oh, sweetheart!” the shortest called in a singsong voice, finally making sense to him. “Did you get lost?”

Ephraim shook his head a little. 

“Foolish, then,” the bird of prey said. “To come here so boldly.”

“No,” Ephraim said, trying to keep the fear out of his voice. “There was a man I was following. He has my…. My son.”

“Son? Not fledgling?” the shortest asked, wings flickering. “Stealing children now, are we, experiment?”

He reached out a hand and Ephraim heard the chain come out of the stone. He tried to scramble to his feet, but the chain moved too quickly, jerking him forward to land sprawled at the feet of the three fae, the chain held in the shortest’s hand. The three of them laughed as he caught his breath, his chest aching with the impact. 

“It’s funny every time,” the bird fae said, his beak clacking sharply, causing Ephraim to flinch as he started to get up.

The four armed fae put a foot on his back, keeping him from rising as his control over his breathing left him, tearing at the grass as adrenaline spiking in his tired, cold system. 

“Tough luck about your son,” she said, crouching and grabbing his wrists. He yelled as she repositioned his arms behind his back, the chain forming solidly around them to hold them there. “We don’t allow freaks of nature to wander around our wilds, though,” she whispered. 

She lifted Ephraim, putting him solidly on his feet before pushing him forward. 

“Please, wait!” Ephraim said desperately as the three fae closed around him, dragging and pushing him forward. “Please! I have to save him! Jack’s going to-”

The four armed fae grabbed him by the hair, wrenching his head back as though he were a doll with no resisting force. 

He cried out in pain, arched awkwardly as he tried to reach with hands bound behind his back to push her off. 

“Shut it, vampire,” she hissed before releasing him, watching him stumble before grabbing him by the back of his tattered shirt to control him better. 

The fog vanished before the three fae as they walked, and the low, rolling hills suddenly fell away. 

There was a pit in the fog. It stretched on and on, blocks of reddish granite dotting the edge in intervals until it all disappeared into the mist. 

And in the pit…..

There had been stories that things did not decay in the fae wilds. Not unless acted upon by an outside source. There were hundreds of bodies in the pit, all with gaping wounds in their chests, mouth open and bloody, fangs ripped out, all of them as fresh and pristine as the day they died, horror frozen on their dead faces. 

A horrified sob ripped out of Ephraim as he searched the faces, looking for Benjamin’s. Is this what happened to his fledgling? 

Before he could find anything, the four armed fae threw him down, back against the stone before grabbing him with all four hands to make sure he was laying flat on it. 

“Give me the stake, Jokel,” she said to the bird fae, who reached into his bag to do so as Ephraim writhed, the chains digging into his wrists and back. 

“Hold on,” the shortest fae said, sounding offended. “I want his fangs.”

The four armed fae huffed as the fae with gossamer wings stepped forward, his robes sweeping over the grass like a hiss of death. 

He grabbed Ephraim’s jaw, despite Ephraim’s vain attempts to avoid his hand. His fingers were sharp, and cut shallow lines in Ephraim’s jaw and lips as he pried the vampire’s mouth open. 

Ephraim stopped struggling as the sharp claws forced their way into his mouth, heavy on his tongue and gums. He closed his eyes tight, whimpering as he waited for the fae to take his fangs, mentally preparing himself for the sharp and terrible pain that was sure to come, but a silence fell, heavy and long. 

He cracked an eye open to find all three of the fae staring at him. 

The gossamer fae ran a thumb over his broken fang. “You’ve bitten something you shouldn’t have. What did you fight, vampire?”

The gossamer fae removed his fingers from Ephraim’s mouth and Ephraim licked his bloody lips quickly and nervously. “Fae,” he croaked. He was dead anyways. And if they did decide to torture him, perhaps that would provide him with an opportunity of escape. ”About half a century ago, I think.”

The fae all shared a look before sharp eyes turned to him again. “Where.”

“Quiet Brook,” Ephraim replied in a shaky tone. 

That got a reaction. The four armed fae released him immediately like he’d burned her, and the bird and gossamer fae looked faintly disappointed. 

“Right,” the gossamer fae sighed. “You’d better not be lying. The queen will want to meet you.”

“Queen? I don’t have time for that! I have to-”

Jokel grabbed him by the chain, close to the collar, and forced him up. “You have an audience with the queen. You will do as we say, and you might even live.”

Ephraim swallowed hard and nodded against the collar, holding his breath as it crushed his windpipe slightly. The pain didn’t really matter. He could barely feel it through the confusion, relief, and fear. 

“Just our luck,” the gossamer fae sighed as Jokel released Ephraim’s collar and they all watched him stumble to keep upright. “I really wanted a couple more fangs for my collection.”

“How are you coming along with that, Kortop?” the four armed fae asked, walking beside him as Jokel took charge of walking Ephraim forward, much more gently now. 

“Oh, I’m getting close. I want to have it done by the harvest festivals so I can wear them all out and about. It’s going to look incredible when it’s finished, but I think I might have to go vampire hunting if I want it done on time.”

“A trip to the human realm doesn’t sound too bad,” the four armed fae said thoughtfully. “I’d like to come if you do go.”

“Of course! We’ll make a vacation of it. Jokel, are you interested?”

“Not really.”

“Spoil sport.”

Ephraim looked back over his shoulder at the pit, blood dripping down and along his chin in cold, windswept lines. There were so many dead vampires there. So many slain when they could have just been sent back. But how many vampires avoided the pit for much worse fates in the courts?

Ephraim couldn’t stop shivering. He wished so badly to go home, to be in the garden, to hold Goldenrod. He wished it so badly his chest hurt and his eyes burned. He lowered his head, fighting back tears as he was escorted through the cold hills of the fae wilds. 

Part 18

Clove Taglist: @wolfeyedwitch @the-blind-one-speaks @whumpsday @extrabitterbrain @inkkswhumpandstuff @honeycollectswhump @whump-blog-reblogs @pigeonwhumps @mj-or-say10 @percy-frayer

#whump #whump writing #clove #vampire whumpee #fae whumpers #collared and bound #manhandling #lacerations #Ephraim #Hehehehehehe #I'm excited to get this arc rolling! #I've been daydreaming this scene for a hot minute #This is all so fun!

[roseredbedhead]

#lud's daydreams #romantic goth #goth #vampire goth #gothic #red aesthetic #red and black #dark aesthetic #gothgoth #vampires

[leslutdepointedulac]

I just finished my annual rewatch of The Nightmare Before Christmas and all I could think about was someone saying a month or two ago that Jack is Lestat coded and Sally is Louis coded. Well lemme tell you they were correct. I can't remember who it was that said that but whoever it was, they were right

#louis and lestat as jack and sally for the win #i need some kinda fanart or au fic for this #mojo could be zero #marius could be the mayor #dkdhdjak it's all coming to me now #excuse while i sit and daydream my life away with this #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #marius de romanus #mojo #loustat #the nightmare before christmas #vampire chronicles #tvc #my vampire chronicles

[vampyre-kin]

How am I?

How am I?

Ugh Listen. LISTEN. She said "And I know no one will save me" are you listening to me? She's not trying to be saved anymore, she's given up. "I'm just asking for a kiss." Not a big request if you ask me. "Give me one good movie kiss, and I'll be alright." ONE. ONE good movie kiss, and I'll be alright. That's it. No hero, no soulmate, no life changing romance. Just a kiss!! But STILL it's too much to ask. It's still too much. FUCKING GOD.

I'm doing fine, why do you ask?

#im yearning #can you tell? #nobody mitski #mitski #yearning hours #daydreaming about that middle aged man again #queer yearning #nblm yearning #i just want a kiss #give me one good movie kiss and ill be alright #vampirekin #vampire kin #romantic goth #romantic #nblm

[skunkes]

its cold today

#⬅️ happy he gets to daydream about a vampire man using him for warmth #talkys

[moremaybank]

klaus listening to every single thing you say and committing it all to memory so he can surprise you later.

note i have no idea what this is, i’m just daydreaming about my original-hybrid husband. soft & romantic!klaus has my heart.

❥ you mention in passing that you'd love to go out for a picnic in the middle of nowhere and spend the day in tranquillity. not long after, the man drives you a little ways from home, blindfolds you and surprises you with a picnic in a large field of wildflowers. there's no one for miles, and the absence of bustling city noise isn't lost on you. just a cool breeze on a warm day, the sounds of the flowers blowing in the wind and the leaves rustling in the trees. there are heaps of your favourite pastries from the bakery down the street from the compound, a bottle of champagne (naturally), and loads of fresh fruits. he brings the book you've been reading so you can read to him, and he can get lost in your voice. "thank you for this," you smile. "it's my pleasure, love.”

❥ one day, klaus walks into your shared bedroom and notices you trying to cram a book into your already over-capacitated bookshelf. "love, that's never going to fit in there," he spoke. "well, where else am i supposed to put it?" a week later, your boyfriend leads you to one of the many abandoned rooms in the compound. he opens the door for you, and you step inside, your eyes gazing over the many ceiling-high bookshelves lined against each wall. your fingers brush over the countless spines of books you haven't gotten around to reading yet, many of the titles being ones you'd added to your secret (or so you thought) wish list. "you deserve to live out every single disney-themed fantasy you conjure up. this just happens to quell your desires for ceiling-high bookshelves like in beauty and the beast," he says. he can see how ecstatic you are, and he's reminded of how happy it makes him to help you achieve your dreams, no matter how big or small.

❥ "oh, and they do this huge carnival to kick off the summer. the mayor goes all out, and the town is filled with twinkly lights and the sweet smells of caramel popcorn and cotton candy. there's a ton of live music, and the sunsets are to die for. i really want to bring hope there one day. i think she'd love it." klaus lets you go on about your hometown, twirling your hair between his fingers as he watches your face light up with happiness. in his mind, he's already booking a week off to take both of his favourite humans up to your hometown so you can share your excitement with his daughter.

#daydreams ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson brainrot #klaus mikaelson blurb #the originals brainrot #the vampire diaries brainrot #the originals #the vampire diaries

[infiniteorangethethird]

see this is a joke bc. I don't actually tell my friends anything

#it's bc i work with the vampire rule of conversation #i have to be asked to talk abt it before i can talk abt it #madd #actually madd #maladaptive daydreaming #daydreaming #madd memes

[starr-angelofnarnia]

Carlisle Cullen as an emergency room physician is cool. But I'd like to see Dr. Cullen working as a concierge doctor, taking in patients with medical mysteries. Talk about helping people.

#carlisle cullen #twilight books #the twilight saga #twilight saga #twilight movies #Dr Cullen #concierge medicine #medical mystery #daydream #daydreaming he can tell me wtf is wrong with me #vampires #vegetarian vampires

[blitheringbongus]

Can't believe Scar saw a rapidly approaching, dishevled mumbo and went "he's so cute." I need to run unorthodox experiments on them.

IKR SAME OMG

They’re literally perfect for each other <- delusional

But seriously they have so much lore together in my silly brain and the few interactions they do have (WHICH HAS BEEN INCREASING A LOT LATELY MAY I ADD) has been FUELING the fire rapidly and gods gods GODS do I have many thoughts about them

#literally making an illustration type comic on Mumbos whole vampire timeline #Scar will be next with his vex schenanigans.. #the worst part is I always cycle like three to five different backstory’s in my brain for these two I CANNOT decide #but now that I’ve written a short ficlet (that no one will see unless asked) abt a few scenes of Mumbos backstory I think I’m pretty set on- #-his part #Scar tho??? no clue #I have the Hotguy backstory (which I daydream about WAY too much) I have the apocalypse backstory. I have the single player raised by villa- #-gers for years and years cuz his mom dropped him off in the single player world when Scar wasn’t conscidered a player yet since he was an- #-infant cuz it was a teen pregnancy and she was too scared to tell anyone so she just dropped him off with the villagers never to be seen #again. and since it was technically HER single player world when Scar DID grow up old enough to be recognized as a player he couldn’t #access any of the 'exit world' stuff or anything like that since it wasn’t his world #and then like a watcher or smth pulled him out of it so that Scar could be put through the horrors of gun related things for experimentstuff #and then there’s the backstory of where scar IS a watcher. like not a person turned watcher he was BORN (if you could say that) a watcher #and like the other watchers wanted to do an experiment of basically 'could a watcher if stripped of its memories and placed in a people- #-world be able to produce its own feelings and emotions?' and so they did that to Scar but they didn’t place him there as a baby no. they #placed him there as a full grown man so bros even more confused. and when the life series stuff started he had exactly one ☝️ dream per #Series and it was tiny little snippets of his watcher self but he didn’t know that it’s him but like he felt a strange pull towards these #dreams so that’s basically the reason why he kept coming back to the life games even tho they hurt him deeply as we all know #and then when he won secret life the secret keeper asked him what his wish was now that he’s won and he didn’t ask to know who he was and #where he came from (since he just appeared one day as a full grown man with no identification) since he’s made peace with that maybe it is #better not to know. so instead he asked abt the dreams he always has in these series and wth their abt and the context and stuff #and then BAM the secret keeper just drops all that information on him and he has an identity crises :D #anyways. I put both of these guys through many horrors I just have so many ideas for scar specifically. oh also there’s that backstory where #hes an assasin guy and he feels rlly guilty abt it when he gets split in half (gtws and btws) cuz like he has morals now apparently?? also #it explains the scammer stuff cuz he was a HUGE scammer bacl them #asks #hermitcraft #goodtimeswithscar #mumbo jumbo #redscape