#Video game fic

[that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main]

Being Bloodhounds Younger Sibling pt. 2

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Reader: Gender Netural | "you" | Platonic

Notes: the gif makes me smile, bloodhound smiling 🥺

Warnings: none really? Fighting?

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To be honest, when you seen Bloodhound ontop of Fuse like that you were tramatized.

"Y/n-"

Just immediately closing the door.

"I understand your pain now Arthur."

Finally someone gets his pain.

So in traumtization buddies, you feed him instead, along with giving Bear a snack because he ate already

Akward...

You best be sure when Fuse and you get placed on a team he's like:

"So. Eh..heh...hows your day going."

"Good. I suppose. But your face reminds me of the time my sibling was ontop of you."

"Ah...eh...houndy likes to feel poweful."

"My sibling is powerful. You cannot handle them. They go soft on you."

Fuse figures out soon that you dont exactly know what your talking about....

But that kinda makes Fuse think. Is bloodhound easy on him?

Fuse tries to get to know you the best you'll let him. Your standoffish, keep to yourself, Pathfinder is someone thats only really gotten close to you, both physically and mentally.

Its true you've stuck yourself to Pathy while out and about, he showed you kindess and was simply pure of heart

So he was allowed to hug you, allowed to get in your personal space

He just has a vibe that makes him want to be around.

Despite you not suppose to be as he's technology

You see alot of Vantage, Fuse and Bloodhound together.

You figured Vantage is there daughter but wonder why you hadnt been introduced yet.

But before you could bring any of that up your older sibling comes knocking at your door.

"Hi."

"Hello."

"Come in."

Bloodhound walks in taking off the mask and helmet, setting it down, "Come. Sit."

Y/n and Bloodhound take a seat on the floor, "i have something for you."

Y/n watched as a box was handed towards them.

"They will aid you."

Y/n was silent as Bloodhound opened the box, "They will help you hear again. Better, easier."

Y/n looked at the book and shook there head.

"Y/n please."

"That is against our ways."

"Y/n." Bloodhound spoke grabbing there hand, "We cannot keep ignoring our future. Rayma has made them for you. They blend in with your hair and skin, they will be hard to see."

Y/n was silent as they watched Bloodhound take them out the box. They trusted Bloodhound with there full heart and mind, and allowed there sibling to fit them to there ears.

"There-"

A loud ringing came with the word as Y/n quickly pulled them out tossing them away holding there ears in pain.

"Sorry! I'm sorry-"

Bloodhound was quick to grab them from the floor, "too strong I suppose. I will turn them down."

Y/n watched as Bloodhound fixed they twisted a little nib, "Lets do one for now."

With time, Bloodhound adjusted them perfectly to your ears

But they couldnt help the look they were given, you looked lost

Maybe this was the final straw? There really was no going back to the old ways

Bloodhounds thankful to Rayma/Rampart,

And like always they help you adjust

And its werid being able to hear everyone so clearly now.

Pathfinder's excited for you, like holding your hands jumping around excited and Wattson joins in

You dont exactly know whats going on

But to thank Rampart you carve something nice,

You stick with a Prowler, the type that stalk the snowy mountains.

While your carving Pathfinder comes over to talk to you on the drop ship.

"So thats bloodhounds sibling?" Vatnage asked.

"Yeah. That the's rumour goin around!" Rampart smiled, "To be honest though mate, we'll never know by looks. No ones ever seen ol' houndy's face."

"Im gonna go say Hi!"

Vantage happily marched her way over, Y/n silent despite Pathfinder's constant talking.

"Hello! Im Mara!"

Y/n looked up then back down at there carving.

"Ooo you carve too? Im a carver myself." Vantage cheered watching Echo relocated infront of Bear.

"Bloodhound is with Fuse. I believe they are the upper deck." Y/n spoke, "Do not eat the bat."

Bear backed up and pouted, Y/n going back to work.

"Wow. You knew before he even opened his mouth! Thats pretty keen!" Vantage cheered, "But I heard your Bloodhound's sibling. You're a hunter too then?"

Vantage was answered with Silence, "You're name's Y/n right? What was your village like?"

Silence again, "Silence is fun too! I'll sit with you and carve with you!"

Y/n was quiet, they always were, after all they had no social skills outside there sibling relationship.

But with this Y/n couldn't help but feel....replaced.

Bloodhound had Fuse, and Vatnage.

They an odd little makeshift family

You didnt wanna ruin anything bloodhound had made for themselves, but the idea of them kinda just going off and leaving to make a new family kinda hurt

You'd never admit that though.

"Hey! Mara!" Mirage cheered making his way over.

"Mr. Witt!" She smiled, "Mr.Witt! This is Y/n! They're bloodhound's sibling! Well. I think they are atleast. Y/n! This is Mr.Witt! He's super cool!"

"I just came to introduce myself to the g-gor-to the pretty new person." Mirage flirted.

"Do you think you are pretty?" Y/n questioned.

"A little yeah." Mirage smiled, leaning on the nearby crates just to slip and fall, Y/n watching him scramble to his feet.

"So! Me? You!? Pork chops?" He smiled, "I have booze! Wait- that sounds wrong- I'm a bar tender! A good one at that!"

"If you're asking me for a partnership you must ask the eldest of my house."

"Oh! Yeah! Parent consent's...cool. even at our age...anyway-"

"Bloodhound is on the upper deck." Y/n responded.

"Huh?"

"Bloodhound is eldest." Y/n informed, "It is bloodhounds word."

Wait....he's....gott ask...

NOT THE HUNTER.

He'll admit. Bloodhound, sweet, nice, but in situations like the games, and serious moments they're pretty uh....spoopy

BUT HE GOES THROUGH WITH IT

WAIT- NO- WAIT MIRAGE NO

"So...Y/n..."

Bloodhound looked at the man, "ah you have met my sibling. I do hope they did not stab you, social skills are not there strong suit."

"No! No! No!"

"Then?"

"I wanted to take them to the bar. Ya know. Hang out with them."

"The bar is not there strong suit i assure you. If you wish to hang out with them truly. Ask to go on a hunt."

"Aye! Witt ya ol' fella!" Fuse cheered coming up with two bottles in his hand, handing one to bloodhound, "if I'da known ya were gonna be here I'da brought you a bottle."

"Im not staying long. Just askin about Y/n."

"Yeah? What's up with the kiddo anyway? Stab anyone new?"

"Witt was hoping to go on....a hangout as he called it." Bloodhound commented.

"Ya wanna take Y/n out on a date?" Fuse commented, "Good Luck."

"What is that ment to mean?" Bloodhound spoke.

"What? Nothin. Y/n...the kid's...just uh." Fuse told, "Diffrent....ya know?"

"No. That is why I inquired."

"The kids....hard to be friendly with. Kids...off putting, rough around the edges."

"You are saying my sibling is rude-"

"No-"

"Then what?" Bloodhound asked standing up.

"I told ya! Y/n's rough around the edges!" Fuse spoke in defense, "Hey! Maybe witt will smooth em out, huh?-"

"Y/n does not need smoothing out. None the less a man nor woman to do so." Bloodhound argued, "here."

The bottle was shoved in Witt's chest, he catching it quickly, "Goodbye. I need to check on Arthur."

"Houndy! I didn-"

But bloodhound was already gone.

You were confused as Bloodhound came back upset though No one could tell but seemingly you

You chased them down worried.

"No need. I am alright." Bloodhound reassured, "I will be back-"

Y/n grabbed Bloodhound by the shoulder stopping them, "Last time you said you'd be back you left....for a long time."

Bloodhound sighed, "I. I am sorry."

"You have apologized enough. I just want to you to tell me whats going on. I can not stop you if you wish to leave."

"A small tussel with Fitzroy is all." Bloodhound responded, "I supoose I am a little defensive as of recent."

So you go to sit with your sibling. Its nice to be in each others presence even in silence.

You're for sure targeting Fuse next match.

So it helps that next match you get put with Revenant and Mad Maggie.

"I want Fitzroy's head."

"I like you already skinsuit."

Talk about trail following. Dude your like ontop there team.

Fuse, Loba and Bloodhound all on one team

So you'd for sure have to take out Fuse secluded.

Luckily your able to single him out, throwing him against a wall.

"Woah now! Houndy wouldn't like you killin' me eh?" Fuse tried to persuade, a joke in the tone of his voice.

"You upset them."

"Ah. That. We talked that out I swear!"

"Hm." Y/n hummed in thought, "Oh well, better luck next time."

finisher for the kill? absolutely

But then Maggie's shouting she's down, and Revenant follows quickly after.

"One last egg! Callin it your family!"

Oh...Is Bloodhound the last one standing?

you can be sure there's an epic standoff.

"May the all father guide my victory."

"And may the Ragnarok falling be as brutal as yours shall be this day."

Bloodhound chuckled, "You were always one for the fall."

"The fall is just as important as the rise." Y/n spoke in defense, "you taught me that."

"You listened well for having been impaired," Bloodhound praised, let us see if your tongue is as swift as your knife."

"Verbalailty is something you reached me not to lean on as well." Y/n spoke, both taking a step forward, "I do hope your age has not impaired you much."

With the last words, they charged at one another, cargo bots that also acted as cameras in the games focused in on the two.

"Hey! Hey! wait!" Wattson called, "Look!"

The two teams stopped the firing, and they all looked at one of the larger screens that were usually meant to show legends, playing the battle out.

"You never bring a knife to a gunfight," Bangalore spoke.

"I don't think it's the gun Y/n's worried about," Wraith told in defense.

"An interesting fighter indeed," Ash praised, "but stupid, very, stupid."

Y/n was knocked on their side, groaning, knife and axe were knocked away.

"You fought well little one." Bloodhound praised, "But I must finish what I have started."

Bloodhound was quick to grab their own axe, Y/n getting to their feet as they stood ready to defend.

Cue the epic battle music

You werent giving up easy, and neither was your older sibling

Think about the Kratos verus Thor fight from the beginning of the game, and...just...thats you guys

But when weapons get knocked away, slidding off the side of the platform is when you both finally realize your just above lava

You got pinned to the railing but managed to fill bloodhound over you barely catching there hand before they fell into the lava below.

"What are you doing!?" Bloodhound argued, "let me go!"

Y/n looked down at them, they'd kill Bloodhound for victory? For Slatra...

"I. I can't!" Y/n argued.

"Y/n! Let me go you've won!" Bloodhound defended.

"I cant! I can't!"

"Why not!?"

"I can't loose you!"

Its like morality had struck you, you were killing your sibling.

"Y/n. Let me go." Bloodhound ordered, "I will be alright. Remember. It is just a game. I will see you back on the ship."

Y/n looked down, loosinging there grip, "You promise?"

"I promise."

So, you dropped Bloodhound, winning the smaller battle, and picked up both teammates.

"Ya crack an egg, good on you kid."

"yeah. Thanks..."

Okay everybody going back to fighting now

Sure enough, you did

You didn't win, placed in the top three though.

You could care less though and ran straight to Bloodhound hugging them tightly.

They congratulate you on your success, you were doing quite well for being new

no matter how old you get praise from your older sibling is always reassuring

Mad Maggie out of all people consoles you, sitting beside you

"You took a big step eh?" She spoke, "It gets easier kids, don't cha worry! Take it from me."

"You're people."

She looked at Y/n and chuckled, "Eh, Salvo's one hell of a dog's arse if I say so at the moment."

"You're people are lucky to have a warrior such as yourself."

"Suppose I'm a bit of a fuck up. Especially when it come to the family."

Y/n looked at her as she handed over a bottle, "One for the top three."

Y/n nodded taking the bottle, "I suppose, I am a fuck up as well."

"Don't let it get ya down-"

Maggie went silent as she watched Y/n chug the liquid from the bottle, "ugh!" Y/n gaged pulling it away "Burns-"

She only laughed as their gagging self.

Here comes Mirage asking you out again,

"On a hunt."

"You hunt here?"

"yeah sure why not."

It's been a while since you went on a hunt, and so you invited Bloodhound excitedly.

Vantage wants to go and even cuts in asking.

You are still iffy about Vantage: you can't help it, just human nature you suppose, being jealous.

But here comes octane wanting to join too,

"A group hunter sounds refreshing. Y/n?"

You nodded and said you were inviting one more person too then.

So when you're all dropped off and given a few days rest, you all gather at a ship, and there you come dragging Revenant

Mirage wishes he just invited you to read in his room at this point.

[justawriterofthings]

POV: This takes place right at the beginning of the pre sequel. The reader gets separated from Jack.

Just a lil quicky from my archives. I've got a bit for this oc character written but its all in the setting of Tales From the Borderlands with my sweet Rhys

if you think you see mistakes, dont mind them pls

You hid out in Jack’s office when Dahl took over.  It was the only place on Helios they couldn’t break into and you were thankful for that since they were killing Hyperion employees without batting an eye.  “Y/N, are you okay?”  You heard Jack in your ear and you let out a sigh of relief. 

“Yeah I’m okay.  I made it to your office in one piece.”  You reassured him. 

“Okay good.  But you can’t stay there.”  He sounded out of breath then he was talking to someone.  “Great, you must be the new vault hunters I hired.  I’m Jack.”  He greeted other people. 

“You hired vault hunters?”  You asked, unsure how they were supposed to help with Dahl taking over Helios. 

“We need the extra muscle.”  He defended, then you heard him getting shot at and your connection went dead.  Desperate to get to him, you ran to the fast travel machine.  But you knew if you turned it on you risked getting killed and the office getting taken over, plus you had no idea where he even was.  So you headed to the front of the office.  The CL4P-TP units were pounding away on their computers and paid no mind to you whatsoever.  You peaked out of the front door of the office and saw a few Dahl near the middle of the expansive room setting up barriers and placing ammo boxes everywhere.  You didn’t stay in view long before you moved back towards the fast travel machine. 

“Babe.  Y/N.  Are you still there?”  Jack’s voice was out of breath but he was coming through loud and clear just as you started heading towards the fast travel. 

“Are you alright?”  You asked, trying to stay as calm as possible. 

“Yeah, I’m good.  I’ve got the vault hunters with me.  We’re making our way to the moonshot terminal.  I locked the office up so you’re safe there.”  His breath was shaky like he was running. 

“I’m heading to the fast travel.  I’ll meet you there.  I can shut it down remotely when I reach you.”  You were anxious to get back to him.  For a few seconds he didn’t protest.  It was like he was processing what you had said to him before he flat out told you no. 

“No way, princess.  If they get to you, or manage to get into that office?”  He trailed off but it was too late you had already left for the receiving bay.  When you got there you could hear the shots being fired and you quickly worked to lock his office back up.  It didn’t take long for you to finish and when you had you could hear one of the moonshot cannons coming up.  It was after it opened you saw a small group of people step out. 

“You must be the vault hunters.”  You let out a sigh of relief when you realized they weren’t Dahl soldiers.  But then you got worried.  “Where’s Jack?”  You asked, even you could hear the panic in your voice. 

“He’s down there.  The lift wouldn’t work so he sent us up to dislodge whatever is in it.”  A taller man with what seemed to be cyber parts answered you. 

You walked over to the lift to see half of a loader bot jammed in it.  After a few good, swift kicks you finally got it out and watched the lift descend to get Jack.  Waiting, somewhat patiently for it to come back up, you completely ignored the vault hunters around you who had been looting everything in sight.  When he finally made it to the top you couldn’t even wait for him to exit the lift before running over and wrapping your arms around him.  “I thought I told you to stay in the office?”  He sounded amused instead of the angry you thought he would be.  “And miss all the fun?”  You didn’t let him go, but held him out in front of you.  You heard the small mechanical cough from the CL4P-TP unit so Jack moved your arms and went over to continue what he was doing before for you ignored his wishes and showed up.  “This should get us all off the station.”  He mumbled as he turned the power on, allowing them to get ammo from the dispenser. 

“Hyperion Scum!”  You heard a yell come from above you.  “Right after you kill this guy!”  Jack yelled from his position at the consol.  You pulled out your pistol and fired a few shots, but so did the others.  You weren’t sure who managed to get him with everyone shooting at once, but the Dahl soldier went down shortly after.  You then moved back over to Jack, getting an uncomfortable vibe from the group of new comers.  “Why did you hire them again?”  You asked Jack as he worked.  “You’ll see.”  Was all he said as he continued to type out the commands for the moonshot.  You watched on as he informed the Vault Hunters about the moonshot, then he looked over to you and nodded his head towards the entrance.  “What?”  You asked, knowing full well he wanted you to get in with them but that wasn’t going to happen.  “Babe, please.”  Jack sounded desperate.  “Fuck that.  No.  There’s no way I’m getting in that before you.”  You put your foot down. 

“Someone has to send it.”  He knew he wasn’t going to be able to go with you.  Then you heard the Dahl soldiers getting closer.  “Y/N, get in.”  He yelled and you listened.  “I’ll meet you down there.”  He called before shutting the doors so you were trapped with the vault hunters.  The little Claptrap unit was the only one you actually felt you could get along with.  The others all looked, like they wouldn’t be fans of you.  So you sat in the back of the moonshot as it made its descent.  You could feel the container speeding up and you had a horrible feeling that the landing would not be fun.  You moved from the corner to the middle and noticed the eyes of the other passengers, some small nods, then they followed suit.  The little robot didn’t quite get it at first, but did as everyone else did. 

The landing was more of a crash, and it was rough.  When you snapped out of your daze you heard a female’s voice call through to the inside of the container.  “You alive in there?”  Her accent was thick.

“Yeah, we’re all good.”  The woman wearing the cowboy hat called back.  “Great.  Now when you open the door, you’re going to want to hold your breath so we can get ya to an O2 station.”  She called.  Then the tiny robot immediately opened the container.  The vacuum taking the door abruptly into space.  “Hurry now.”  The woman from before called, she ran back towards where you assumed she had come from and you all quickly followed her. 

You felt like your lungs were going to explode.  Mentally pleading that the O2 station was nearby.  You could see from the corner of your eye that everyone else was struggling too, except the Claptrap unit.  What you wouldn’t give to be a robot right now.  “We’re almost there.”  You could hear the woman call from ahead of you, and you could see a large building, hoping that was the one she was taking you to. 

When you finally reached an oxygen filled environment you took in the largest breath you had ever taken before.  The pain in your chest was still there and your head was pounding, but you were breathing.  “I’m Janey Springs.”  She finally introduced herself after saying a few things you couldn’t catch since you were more focused on air.  You felt some eyes on you, but ignored them while you gained your composure.  The rest of the group was doing much better than you and had been talking with Springs.  You were only here because of Jack anyway.  You had no real mission except to get back to him and you had a feeling they were meant to do more. 

You hung out with Janey as the Vault Hunters went and ran some errands for her.  “So you’re not a Vault Hunter, you’re….”  She trailed off waiting for an answer.  “Hyperion.”  You answered, leaving it at that.  She didn’t prod, which you were grateful for.

It wasn’t long before the Vault Hunters came back with Oz kits.  Wilhelm, the one with the cyber upgrades even brought you back one.  “Thank you.”  You nodded after he handed it to you, refraining from using any of the usual pet names since he did scare you slightly. 

Everyone gathered in her main room, the large window overlooked the moon’s surface.  It was quite beautiful and you managed to get lost in the scenery, completely ignoring the briefing Janey was giving about the next mission. 

[kythwena]

Daniel doesn’t remember these things, but Sean does. Sean carries these scars that Daniel has no context for, wounds he never saw bleed, pain he cannot imagine.

If I Lay Here by owlmug

[chobit92]

The Quarry: Part Six

Sorry it has taken me ages to update this. Never enough hours in the day.

Warning: Miscarriage.

(Mara wakes up. She must have fallen asleep again. Damnit! That cop could have done anything to her. She looks around but he isn’t in the room. She sits up slightly and sighs. She is still hungry and she feels slightly sick. The door opens and the cop walks back in followed by a doctor. The cop sees that she is awake and he gives her a look. She swallows hard. The doctor smiles at her.).

Doctor: Mara?

(She goes to open her mouth, to tell this doctor everything that the cop has done but then she remembers what the cop said about Laura and Max never being found. That she would be seen as a mad woman. He’s probably only saying that to keep her mouth shut so he doesn’t land in the shit. But she has no idea what he’s really capable of. He could do anything. The doctor has moved closer to the bed. He is looking at her with concern.).

Doctor: How are you feeling?

Mara: Shit. You?

(The doctor raises his eyebrows and looks at the cop. The cop looks at Mara again and slowly shakes his head. She glares at him.).

Doctor: I’ve given the Sheriff your prescription. You will need to take antibiotics for the infection and get-

Mara: Plenty of rest. This isn’t my first miscarriage.

Doctor: No. I am sorry.

Mara: Everyone says that.

(She looks at the cop.).

Mara: But they ain’t.

(Something changes in his expression. It’s subtle but it’s there. Mara frowns. She can’t quite work out what he’s feeling but it seems to be...Regret? But no that can’t be right. He’s a sadistic asshole that likes drugging and kidnapping young girls. But then why kidnap Max? That makes no sense unless he was in the way. Yes he was a witness so he had to be taken too. That’s it. Her mind is suddenly spinning. Why is he doing this? Why shouldn’t she tell this doctor what he’s done? What is he gonna do really? Then she thinks about all the TV shows and all the documentaries. They always get away with it. The assholes always get away with it. She’s so torn over what to do that she hasn’t heard a word the doctor has been saying.).

Doctor: And I’ve put a leaflet in the bag regarding drug rehab clinics.

Mara: What? I’m not a junkie.

Doctor: We found Ketamine in your system.

Mara: Well I didn’t put it there.

(The cop is now giving her a warning look and he raises his eyebrows.).

Doctor: There’s no shame in admitting that you need help.

Mara: I don’t need help. I do just fine on my own.

Doctor: Hm. I’m sure you do.

(The doctor turns to the cop and he raises his eyebrows.).

Doctor: I’ll get the nurse to come in and remove your catheter.

(The doctor leaves. The cop walks over to the bed and looks down at her.).

Travis: Smart choice. Keeping your mouth shut.

Mara: Oh don’t get comfy. I’ll get you for this. Like I told you. You killed my baby. You have to live with that.

(She doesn’t know if he has a conscience or not. But if he does she hopes this is tearing him up inside.).

Mara: I don’t know exactly what you’re planning to do with me and my friends...But I will not let you get away with this.

(His expression hasn’t changed but he is now looking at the floor as if he can’t look her in the eyes.).

Travis: You should rest. We’ll be leaving soon.

(He turns away from her and sits back down in the chair. She lies there staring at the ceiling and he sees a tear roll down her cheek. He watches as it disappears into her hair. She sniffs.).

Mara: So when we leave...Where are we going back to prison?

Travis: Yes.

Mara: Why?

Travis: Just shut up.

Mara: No.

Travis: Want me to drug you again?

Mara: Ah yes. Drug her to shut her up again coz that’s much easier than explaining to her why you’ve kidnapped her and killed her baby.

(She turns and glares at him.).

Mara: You are not going to tell me to shut up anymore. You will not drug me anymore. I deserve more than this! I deserve an explanation as to why I’ve been locked up and drugged, and I deserve to have a baby!

(She lets out a sob. The cop sits there silently. The door opens and a nurse walks in.).

Nurse: Miss Benton?

Mara: That’s me.

Nurse: I’ve come to remove your catheter.

Mara: Great.

(The nurse looks at the cop.).

Nurse: I’m going to have to ask you to leave sir.

(The cop stands up and looks at Mara.).

Travis: I’ll be right outside.

(He gives her a warning look. A look that says keep your mouth shut. He then leaves the room. Mara lies there wondering again if she should just tell this nurse what’s happened. She opens her mouth to speak but a voice in the back of her head pipes up. But he’s the Sheriff. They won’t believe you.).

Nurse: How are you feeling?

Mara: Tired.

Nurse: I’m sorry for your loss.

Mara: Been here before. Should be used to it by now.

Nurse: No. You shouldn’t.

Mara: Maybe I should just give up trying. Someone’s obviously trying to tell me something.

(The nurse gives her a sympathetic look.).

Mara: Why does this keep happening to me?

Nurse: I don’t know sweetheart. But it isn’t your fault alright?

Mara: Not this time.

Nurse: What?

(Mara wonders why she just hasn’t opened her mouth and told this woman everything. What’s the cop gonna do? Kill her? He’d never get away with that. But he would deny it all wouldn’t he? He said he wouldn’t tell anyone where Laura and Max is. He probably wouldn’t either. She lies there thinking then lets out a wince.).

Nurse: You’ll be a little sore I’m afraid.

Mara: Yeah. I’ve done this before.

(The nurse has that sympathetic face on again. Mara hates catheters. They always leave you with a burning sensation down there and you feel like you need to pee constantly.).

Nurse: Right, we’re all done.

Mara: Great.

Nurse: Listen if you need to talk-

Mara: You can’t help me. Can I leave now?

Nurse: I don’t see why not. Just get some rest okay?

Mara: Yeah.

(The nurse leaves and the cop walks back in.).

Travis: She said you were free to go.

Mara: Apparently so.

(Mara sees the doctor from earlier. He’s followed Travis into the room.).

Doctor: If you need any help-

Mara: I don’t.

(The cop takes out a key and undoes the handcuffs. He is fixing her with a stare that could cut through steel. Like she’s going to try anything with the good doctor watching. That will only make her look like the criminal the cops made her out to be. She sits up and winces.).

Mara: Do I need to sign anything?

Doctor: No. You take it easy.

Mara: Yeah.

(The cop lowers the railing and Mara swings her legs round and slides off the bed onto her feet. She feels exhausted and dizzy. Probably the drugs that cop keeps filling her with. She falls forwards right into him and he catches her holding her up. She can feel his body pressed against hers and his hands gripping her arm and her side. She finds her feet and straightens up yanking herself away from him.).

Doctor: You alright?

Travis: Take it easy.

Mara: Don’t touch me. Where are my clothes?

Doctor: Right here.

(The doctor walks to the side unit and produces the outfit she was wearing when she came in. She stares at the blood on the skirt then swallows hard.).

Doctor: You can get changed in there.

(He indicates towards the bathroom. Mara grabs her clothes and walks through the door closing it behind her. She uses the loo then washes her hands before getting dressed. She leaves the hospital gown on the counter next to the sink. She opens the door and walks back into the room. The cop grabs her arms pinning them behind her back before he places the cuffs back on her.).

Mara: Get the fuck off me!

Doctor: Is that really necessary?

Travis: I’m afraid so.

Doctor: She’s very tired and in pain I hardly think she’s going to try running.

(Mara is breathing heavily and is hunched over. The cop takes hold of her arm.).

Travis: Come on.

(He picks up the bag the doctor gave him and guides Mara out of the room. The doctor watches them go. Mara just keeps walking the feel of the cops hand on her arm guiding her down the hall. Once they get outside she stops walking. She stands there feeling the breeze on her face.).

Travis: Come on.

(He tugs on her arm and leads her to his car. He opens the back door and guides her into the seat with his hand on her head. He then leans across her to put her seatbelt on. She leans back as far as she can to avoid brushing against him. He clips her belt in place then retreats shutting the door. He climbs in the drivers’ seat and starts the engine. She leans against the window as he pulls out of the hospital car park and heads off down the road.).

 (Mara is aware of someone shaking her gently. She opens her eyes and looks up to see the cop.).

Travis: Come on.

(She must have fallen asleep. She’s so tired and she’s dying for a piss. He grabs her arm and she allows herself to be pulled from the car. She sees that they are outside a police station. There are trees on one side of the small car park and weeds are growing everywhere. The place is in darkness and as he leads her up the steps of the building she looks back and sees a street and a small green but the place is deserted. She catches sight of another building across the way but it looks abandoned. There isn’t any glass in any of the windows. She is shoved through the door and watches as the cop locks it behind them. She looks around the room and sees several desks all with their chairs stacked neatly on them. There is only one light so most of the place is in darkness. It has a creepy feel to it. She takes a few steps forwards then stops dead as she hears a woman’s voice.).

Woman: They took everything from me. Make them pay.

Mara: What?

(The cop frowns at her. She looks at him.).

Travis: What?

Mara: Nothing.

(Either he didn’t hear it or he’s messing with her. Or maybe she’s finally gone mad and she’s hearing things. But then she thinks back to that woman in the woods. Laura and Max saw her too so she isn’t delusional.).

Travis: Come on.

(He leads her to the back of the room and they walk through a gate into a caged area. He then leads her past some benches and into the showers. He undoes the handcuffs and takes them off.).

Travis: Did you pack a towel?

Mara: What?

Travis: A towel?

Mara: Um...Yeah.

Travis: Good. I’ll go get you some clean clothes.

Mara: What?

Travis: I said I’d get you some clean clothes.

(She frowns at him.).

Travis: I’ll be back in a moment.

(He leaves the room and she hears the gate clang shut. She stands there for a moment then leaves the room. She sees that he’s locked the gate caging her in. Bastard. She turns and walks through an open doorway and finds herself outside the cells. She walks into the first one and uses the loo. Damn it hurts. She then walks over to the next cell. Laura is sat on the bed and she looks up at Mara shocked before leaping to her feet. She strides over to the bars.).

Laura: Oh my God Mara!

(Max shouts from the other cell.).

Max: Hey! You okay?

Mara: Not really.

Laura: Oh hon...What did he do to you?

Mara: He took me to the hospital.

Laura: He did?

Max: No way.

Mara: Yeah. Then he drugged me again.

Max: Asshole.

Laura: I don’t understand why he’d take you to hospital. I mean...Have you told anyone what he did to us?

Mara: I was gonna tell them what he did but...He said he’d never tell anyone where you were. He made me out to be some junkie and said that no one would believe me. I should have told them. I was so...Angry and now I have to go through this again! I shouldn’t have let him dictate what I said.

Max: This isn’t your fault.

Mara: I should have just told them.

Laura: I would have done. Like he could have covered this up!

Mara: They always find a way. They always weasel their way out of this crap. I have to make sure that he can’t do that.

(She grips the bars and closes her eyes letting out a breath.).

Laura: Are you okay?

Mara: You’ve already asked me that.

(The cop appears.).

Travis: Hey. No talking.

Mara: Why not? You still ain’t doing any.

(The cop narrows his eyes. Mara walks over to him.).

Mara: Why are we here?

(She goes dizzy again and has to lean against the wall. He steps towards her but she flinches away from him.).

Mara: Piss off! You’ve already done enough damage!

(He stops and stands there staring at her.).

Travis: Fine. I take it you don’t want your shower then.

Laura: Shower? How about some food first.

Max: Yeah we’re starving here.

Travis: Shut up.

(He looks at Mara.).

Travis: Come on. I haven’t got all night.

(She slowly follows him back to the showers. She sees that he’s left a towel and some clothes along with her small bag of toiletries. She puts her hand on the bag then opens it. Her toothpaste, toothbrush and her shampoo and shower gel are all in it along with her makeup. Her hairbrush is there too.).

Travis: Ten minutes.

(He leaves the room. She slowly takes her clothes off and stares at her reflection in the mirror. Tears sting her eyes and she walks over to the shower. The taps are covered in rust and grime and she bets there isn’t any hot water in this place. She turns the tap on and stands there with her hand under the water. To her surprise it comes out quite hot. She adjusts the temperature a bit then steps underneath the water. She stands there letting the hot water pour over her. Then she is sobbing. She leans against the wall and sinks to the floor. She tucks her knees to her chest and sits there. She doesn’t know how long she sits there for. She finally gets up and turns the shower off before going to the sink. She grabs the towel and wraps it around herself. There is a hairdryer attached to the wall and she lifts it off its hook before switching it on. It always takes ages to dry her hair as it’s so long. She switches off the dryer. She hears a knock from outside.).

Travis: Hurry it up.

(Her hair will have to do. She slowly opens her makeup bag then looks at her reflection again. She picks up her hairbrush and runs it through her hair. She then starts applying makeup. A few minutes later the cop walks in.).

Travis: Time’s up.

(He stares at her.).

Travis: Who’s all that for?

Mara: Nobody. I just...Want to feel like myself again. I want to feel normal again.

(He is silent.).

Mara: What, you thought it was for you?

(She glares at him then scoffs.).

Travis: Hurry up and get dressed.

Mara: Like you didn’t wander in here for a look.

(He shakes his head then leaves the room. Mara dries herself off and gets dressed. Her black leggings and baggy grey sweater. She wishes she had her pyjamas and her dressing gown. Maybe a coffee too. She sighs and looks at herself in the mirror again before she leaves the room. The cop leads her back to the cells and she walks into hers. She goes straight over to the bed and lies down facing away from him. She hears him close and lock the cell door before she hears his footsteps echoing away down the hall.).

Laura: Mara?

Mara: What?

Laura: Are you okay?

Mara: You keep asking me that. The answer is still the same. No.

Laura: I’m so sorry. This shouldn’t have happened.

Mara: No it shouldn’t. Maybe you should have listened to me and gone to the motel like I said.

Laura: Hey this isn’t my fault.

(Mara doesn’t answer. Deep down she knows this isn’t really Laura’s fault. But at the same time she can’t help but feel angry at her for not listening. Mara doesn’t know how long she lies there crying silently. She hears the cops footsteps again and something slides across the floor.).

Travis: Dinner.

(She then hears him walk to the other two cells. She stays where she is. She doesn’t feel like eating and whatever shit he’s given her probably isn’t worth it anyway. She hears him stop at her cell.).

Travis: Hey. You need to eat. Your tablet’s there too. The doc said you had to take ‘em.

(She doesn’t move or answer him. She hears him sigh before his footsteps disappear up the hall again.).

[v0id-seajay]

GREAT NEWS.

you may have seen my post a while ago about the fic about my hobw called The Revenant King i was gonna upload, i am happy to say i finally have a half-decent (yet very short) 3 chapters!!!!!!!!! YAYYY!!!! this has been a long time coming and i'm excited to have the ball rolling on this. it hasn't really gotten into the interesting stuff yet but this silly little fic really does occupy my brain like 90% of the time and i'm glad to finally inflict my brain worms onto other people. no spoilers but shit gets a little bit insane (hopefully i can write it the way it is in my head)

there's the link!!! i know it's like oc shit almost entirely so i'm not sure how interested people will be but if anyone is!! here you goooooo

[tossawary]

I just know in my heart of hearts that in "Star Trek" at one point, there was some moral panic somewhere on Vulcan (among the uppity sorts) because Human culture was "infecting" the local youth with their overly emotional, destructive, unproductive, frivolous, and uneducational ways.

And what was actually happening was that a bunch of Vulcan kids got really into 23rd-century "Minecraft" or something.

Small Vulcan child @ another Vulcan child: (in a tone that sounds flat to Humans but angry as hell to Vulcans) "You have compromised the optimization of my fortress. I am having an emotional urge to blow up your house... in Minecraft."

[secretagentspydetectiveninja]

posting this with absolutely no context

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Head Canons:

Your Only Option

Yandere Otome Game Character x GN Reader

TW: psychological horror, trapped forever in a time loop, yandere behavior, mind break, and manipulation

It was always spring when your world would reset once more. When the flowers were in full bloom and the scent of spring was heavy enough to make your head spin. You were in this digital world you had somehow ended trapped in, forever forced to repeat the story premise until you inevitably had to start over once more… yet you always ended up with only one of the capture targets. The villainous crown prince, Edwin Fritz.

Edwin was your favorite character in this game prior to you ending trapped in it. He was the hardest character to romance but the creator had stated in a forum that he was a yandere. The kind of character you were a sucker for each time! With his silver hair and crimson red eyes, you always melted into a puddle when he’d appear on your screen… yet it was much different in real life… Edwin was terrifying.

You spent over a hundred hours playing the game to romance him because you adored his twisted love routes, but it was so different now that you were in the game… especially since he’d always greet you at each starting point.

Both of you retained your memories of the countless previous games and he’d always greet you with an extravagant gift of some sort… must be the perk of being the villainous crown prince.

You gulped when Edwin made his way over to you, his crimson gaze didn’t leave your shivering form once. His large form easily towered over you as he held a giant bouquet of ruby roses in his arms. A ghost of a smile on his gorgeous face.

“Hello, darling.” Edwin handed you the roses before his hand brushed a loose strand of hair from your face. “You tried to talk to Count Jesse in the last game play through… do you enjoy making me jealous?“

You trembled like a leaf but gave Edwin a bright, reassuring smile. You needed to reassure him before he went ballistic in a fit of rage… and you didn’t want to see other characters die again. “Of course not, Edwin. I only love you after all.”

Edwin pulled you into a hug, the roses in your arms shedded a few petals from the embrace. You gulped when you felt his breath shudder. “You do, don’t you? That’s why you’re the only one who didn’t give up one me…”

Edwin sighed dreamily when you relaxed in his hold. “I don’t know why you keep associating with such lowly characters when you have me. I can offer you such a wonderful life of luxury. You’ll never die or age. We can truly be together just like you’ve always wanted before I brought you here! You said you hated your life prior to me.”

Edwin pressed his lips against yours in a hungry kiss. He didn’t care about the gazes from the other nobles at this small party. You were his in this life and his again in the next loop. Forever and ever and ever and ever. No one would be able to take you from him. He would keep repeating this loop until you swore you’d be his spouse!

“So what do you say? Will you be my spouse for all of eternity or do you want to keep playing this game?” Edwin gave you a smile that made a chill run down your spine. “I don’t mind repeating time another four hundred times until you finally relent.”

Edwin moved to cup your cheeks between his hands so his eyes could look into yours. You felt as if you could drown in the sea of obsession that lies behind those ruby red eyes. “I’m your only option, after all.”

[milkywayes]

electric sheep

fic cover commission for @lilmissnatcat24! thanks so much!

[temeyes]

jeans ghost!!

[theminecraftbee]

you know the excellent quadruple life fan comic has me thinking about double life again. and MAN. thinking about the soul bonds mechanically. like, before I get into my meta-analysis it’s worth noting that non-diagetically the soulbond mechanic being based on how many hearts someone has is basically the only way I can think to do it in minecraft that’s sensible, but diagetically…

so do you ever think about how the marker of what made people soulmates in double life was pain?

like, soulmates share injuries/pain! that’s the whole premise! like, to the point that day one people were making up elaborate ways to hurt themselves so they could test for their soulmates! you met your (very romantic-coded) partner and confirmed they were the person you were looking for by hitting each other, generally!

being a soulmate in the double life universe isn’t about being compatible, it’s about literally sharing pain, and it’s just… I think about how for some pairs, they share the burden between each other, and it brings them closer. for some pairs, though, the only way they know how to communicate is by hurting one another. and the thing is, this isn’t just a literal thing. like, mechanically, the thing soulmates do is share pain and communicate with pain, but metaphorically, can you say desert duo doesn’t have trouble communicating because half of how they know how to exist is either sharing in pain or causing it for each other? can you say that ranchers’ strength wasn’t a pair of people who understood each other’s pain and desperation to be better than they’ve been before? can you say that divorce quartet isn’t, well—

so pearl wins after scott hurts them one last time don’t you ever think about that,

[ellieshoochiemama]

Suddenly I’m taking her to my penthouse and freaking it.

[kythwena]

Finn doesn’t even see the missing piece. All he sees is Sean, everything that is Sean, and if Sean lost more pieces it wouldn’t matter, because Sean can never be less than himself.

If I Lay Here by owlmug

[willelworld]

snakebites and bitter tonics

a western, cowboy byler au set in the red dead redemption universe.

word count: 30k

summary: a collection of moments between cowboy Mike and saloon worker Will as they start to understand what they want in life.

art and screenshots by the talented @scapegods! check out the full piece and more yeehaw byler!!

[krdaaaa]

Mouthwashing's ending has the potential to create some of the wildest sci-fi fandom crossovers imaginable.

"Curly gets discovered by (insert fandom here)" needs to be a thing, kinda like those Peter Parker in Gotham fics.

I'd eat this up.

[the-peak-tmnt]

This screenshot from the upcoming video game is a HUGE win for me and my "Mutant Mayhem Leo meditates" propaganda campaign 😂

I have literally been writing a fic based around the idea of Leo meditating since the month the movie came out. I am beside myself with joy right now 😭