#and heard people talking about killing spiders last night

[scentedinksandwhackedseals]

i love camp because it gives me so many opportunities to say “we built a house on their house”

[cursedcupcakemaster]

can I order a Poison apple pie and candy violets with and get Spider Cider. With a ghost!reader , this is the same person who requested the other Spider Cider, hope you have a nice day❤️

Of course so we are looking for a deadly friendship with Skully are we ?

Order; Poison apple pie with a side of candy violets and a glass of spider cider

Notes; I do not own twisted wonderland, Skully or the reader,Skully and Twst belong to Disney as well as the brilliant mind of Yana Toboso, reader belongs to themselves, this is just my interpretation of how this would go with the character, reader isn't neccesarily Yuu but if you want to imagine they are you're welcome to, y/n, reader is you

Warnings;yandere, Skully may or may not have killed a few people, implied death

Yandere Skully J. X ghost reader

🪦Best friends forever🪦

You could hardly remember what happened to get you where you are now

A spirit haunting a house that hardly anyone would pass by except for one boy

He was tall and quite pale wjth a rather pleasant smile and sharply dressed at that

Skully would always come to visit you every day when the sun went down and would talk with you about the outside world that you couldn't explore much due to being bound to the house

It always made your afterlife feel just a bit easier to deal with and there was something about Skully that seemed familiar to you but it wasn't really clear what

Sometimes Skully would ask to bury things in the back of the house and you allowed him to but he never really told you what was in the yard

It just made you happy to have some company in your lonely house that wasn't the spiders weaving their pretty webs or the rats scuttling about

Skully would sometimes bring things for you, like teddies or dolls so you could possess it or little trinkets you seemed to like such as music boxes or books that you seemed interested in after he told you about them

The one thing he never really seemed to want to let you see were newspapers

It was odd but you shrugged it off its not as if much of it could really effect you considering you weren't alive

Another peculiar thing was that he seemed to know your house better than even yourself, particularly the attic

There was something about it that kind of unnerved you

Particularly a trunk in the corner of the room, it was a charcoal black and when you tried to phase through it you couldn't do it

It was rather shocking to yiu considering there weren't many objects you couldn't get through but the last time you tried Skully seemed a bit upset and yelled that there was nothing for you go see in there

He quickly changed his tune when he saw the look on your face before

The only other time you saw him act like this was when some punks came in to wreck the place, they smashed photos, the windows, and all the nicer things that Skully had brought into the house

He told you to not show yourself to them and that he'd take care of it

Doing as he said the last thing you heard of those punks were their screams before Skully came up smiling letting you know everything was fine

When you thanked him he said "it's really no problem, you're my best friend after all"

Somehow those words meant something to you, like you'd heard them before

After this incident a few more holes were dug in the back yard

One night Skully dropped something on his way out, it was a small skeletal key and the lock seemed to fit the shape of the odd trunk

Fitting it inside and lifting the lid you saw several things including photos of you, only you were....alive and you had a family

Beside you was a boy who looked an awful lot like Skully both of you wore friendship necklaces in the shape of a skull with heart shaped eyesockets

The photos weren't the only the only odd thing, there were some news clippings including "Teenagers missing" and "Mysterious deaths of local family "

There was one last object and it was a shovel

Going outside you took the shovel with you and began digging

What you found only made you feel ill and grateful you didn't have organs any longer

There were the corpses of the punks that tried to destroy your home, the people that were once your family and finally your own bones, you knew it was yours thanks to the friendship necklace shaped like a skull with heart shaped eye sockets

You felt a chill before you turned and saw Skully and he did not look the least bit pleased

"You finally saw it huh" he murmured

"W-why why would you do this?" You asked your voice dripping with fear at the boy who was once your friend

It seemed your question made him smile at you

"They were going to take you away from me. I couldn't let that happen, as for those other ones they deserved it for ruining our house"

Skully took a step toward yoh making you float backwards until you were cornered against the wall as he spoke again

"Don't you see, I did this all for you that's what friends are for~ and we're best friends forever"

You knew he wouldn't likely stop with his sinister projects unless you agreed to what he wanted

"Skully, please no more ,no more killing if you're really my friend please no more"

Ectoplasmic tears ran down your cheeks making him look at you with his face softening before wiping your tears with his thumbs

"Will you stay with me forever then?" He asked

"Best friends till the end" you replied before the skeleton like boy pressed his lips to your own cold ones

[bunnypeew]

Hiya!

So I have this request thing for Alastor!

Alastor x Fem!(if that's ok) co-hostess and they like knew each other when they were alive and were co hosts!

Mon ange - Alastor x Fem!reader

That sounds so cute!! yes I can definitely give it a shot, I'm guessing she was the co-host to his radio show :3c

She has been looking for a job for a couple more days now since her last job didn't end up very well. She heard of this Hazbin Hotel was something about rehabilitation, so she thought that maybe she could find a job there as a hostess, the same job she had when she was alive back when. So that she did, it was quite some time till she found the way to it but when she did it was a pretty swell walk, arrived at the hotel she knocked on the door awaiting a reply. This blonde opened the door with an excited face

''Oh my god! hi! I'm Charlie welcome to the hazbin hotel!! How can I help you,,

she says in an eager voice grabbing Y/n hands to give them a shake, she then gives her time to reply to the question she posed

''Oh right. Em, I'm not sure if you are looking for employees but I kind of was looking for a job, if that's okay,,

this made Charlie even more excited, which Y/n thought was impossible but there it was. With a little gentle push, Charlie made her come inside the hotel to see the lobby where a bunch of other demons were hanging out. A spider demon was sitting at the bar with a cat demon, on the other side a girl with an x over her eye was holding up an angelic spear and looking at Y/n, and finally near them now there was another rather tall demon, his aesthetic being mostly composed of red and a little bit of white on his collar, Y/n eyes made their way up to the mans face seeing he had a rather sinister smile, something about that was quite familiar to her but she couldn't put a finger on it

Charlie started presenting every demon to her, Angel Dust, Husk and Vaggie, waiting for this creepy guy to get presented

''And this is our hotel Host Alastor!,,

hearing that Y/n froze giving him another look from head to toe to see if this person was actually her Alastor the one she had known her entire life and with whom she co-hosted the radio broadcast most of New Orleans was listening to at the time. She walked a little closer to him, her hand reaching for him a little bit

Memories started to flow in as she heard that name, memories from when she was still alive, 1930s New Orleans, Louisiana. She had been quite the charmer when she was alive, not exactly to attract men but in general she had a charming personality. She hadn't really found anyone she actually liked for years, not being one for relationships anyway but it was when she went to this speakeasy for a couple of drinks that she found her someone, at the time they were just talking to each other each and every night about all kinds of stuff, especially cooking, since Alastor was a real foodie and loved to talk about some of his mother recipes sometimes, But it was not until one night where she went to visit him at his home near the forest that she found out about his hobby of killing and eating people, at first she was quite scared about it but she knew that he wouldn't hurt her for the world, so she felt safe around him even for what he did. At that time, Alastor suggested she become his co-hostess for the radio show he put up, and since she was kind of head over heels for him she accepted. they would put up shows almost every night talking about all kinds of stuff and playing mostly jazz music, sometimes the occasional love song Y/n would put into giving a hint to him, It took a while for Alastor to realise what was going on in her mind, he could tell something was bothering her but he couldn't put a finger on it, it was not until you actually confessed to him one time before a broadcast that he understood what was going on

''Oh mon ange you should have told me sooner, you know I'm quite rusty when it comes to romance, but I do accept your heart as mine~,,

He said that the night before he would be found dead in the forest near his house, shot through the forehead by some hunter who mistook him for a deer, their relationship ending there and then leaving Y/n heartbroken and alone.

''Alastor?,,

she mutters out loud looking him in the eyes, his smile falters ever so slightly looking at the shorter woman, some sort of confusion in his eyes as this person seemed to know him, and then it finally clicked in his head

''mon chéri? Y/n is that you?,,

he speaks in a soft but firm voice, reaching out for her hand, taking it in his looking her up and down once before realising it was in fact her, the co-hostess he had on his radio show, not to mention, his chéri.

''Oh my stars Alastor it's actually you, I thought I'd never find you again!,,

she says going for an embrace, and surprisingly to everyone Alastor accept it right away, putting his arms around her shoulders and squeezing

''so you two know each other?,,

Charlie says out of nowhere looking at them with a 'You guys were an item at some point and I know it' look on her face

''yeah, we both hosted his radio show when we were alive! I was the co-hostess, it was such a pleasurable time for us both, and yes we were kind of a thing.. which I hope we could still do...,,

she says turning her attention fully to the deer demon before her. with a soft smile on her lips and a gentle touch on his hand. Alastor looked her softly in the eyes, himself wanting to be closer to her once again in another lifetime, or deathtime. He wanted nothing more at that right moment.

''Of course mon chéri, I would love nothing more, hell you said you were looking for a job, how about getting your old one back! my dearest you are fit to be my co-hostess once again ha!,,

he says with a power-filled voice, his gaze still soft on her, taking her hand now and placing a kiss on it.

''Mon ange,,

A/n: here it is!!! I actually loved writing this one Im so soft for Alastor speaking french istg, hope you enjoyed this one shot :3c

[fl3shm4id3n]

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭. 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬, 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦. 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴏ'ʜᴀʀᴀ x ᴡɪꜰᴇ! ᴠᴇɴᴏᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: Death of a child, murder, gun/gunshot wounds, depression, emotional, mentions of gore? nudity.

A/N: I based this off the AU where Bruce's parents are Batman and The Joker.

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The whole time you had been crying, begging that your baby was okay, you were still covered in her blood. You didn't bother to clean yourself, all you cared about was your daughter. When the doctors came to tell you both the news, you has absolutely lose it. You begged and screamed that they must be another thing that they could of done but no, Gabriella had died.

During the funeral, the whole time you had been hovering over the little casket, crying and begging that she'd come back. It hurt your husband seen you in this state, he hated seen you in such pain and distress. That night you didn't sleep in yours and Miguel's bedroom, you slept in your daughter's room, wishing and hoping that this was only a bad room and that your Gabriella would be in bed with you, but the next morning, she wasn't there, she was really gone.

For the last couple weeks not everything went back to normal, that night something had died inside of you, no longer did you smile or were happy ever. You were basically in your own world, forgetting that your husband was still in the picture, you loved him, you really did, but it was hard to look at him sometimes, every time you looked at your husband, you saw your little Gabriella, she looked a lot like her father. It hurt.

You went about your day, you woke up early or sometimes you didn't sleep at all. You did chores and everything that needed to get done in the house, then you'd do and hide in your daughter's room. You didn't do nothing in the room, but just lay in bed while hugging her soccer jersey, her scent was still on her clothes, it made you cry, you must have looked pathetic, but you didn't care.

This worried Miguel, you were getting worse instead of better, he knew that people mourned differently, but this was getting out of hand. He noticed a lot of unhealthy changes in you, he needed to help you. For a while he himself had also isolated himself, but now you needed him. That night he decided to talk to you, about taking you to go talk to a therapist, but you refused, you told him that you were fine and didn't need help, this lead to an argument. You both had began screaming at each other. Miguel had warned you that if you didn't go willing to the therapist, then he'll put you in a psych ward by force, when you heard those words, you got scared and basically ran out the door, scared that he might lock you up and claim you as crazy. He didn't mean for this to happen, he only wanted to help.

Miguel had thought you went for a walk for some fresh air, but those minutes became to hours, then those long hours turned into days. He had filed a missing person report to the police. While the police did their part, so did Miguel. He did everything in his power as Spider-Man to find you, but nothing, you had basically disappeared from thin air. He did not stop, no matter how long it would take, he was going to find you.

Years passed. Miguel has not found you yet, it killed him. He didn't know if you were alright, with good people, or if you were even alive. He remembers your screams, those same screamed haunted him at night. That night of the murder haunted him. Every time he closes his eyes, he sees you, holding the dying body of yours and his daughter, begging for her to keep her eye open. He remembers when you both rushed to the hospital screaming for help, when the doctors and nurses came to your help, you begged them to let go with them, in case your daughter needed her mama. he hopped that you were alive and well.

That wasn't the only thing he was worried about, some vigilante by the name of Venom had appeared. She was terrorizing the city and killing criminals from the streets, leaving some disturbing stuff that he felt disgusted to even mention behind to warn other criminals. He tried so hard to figure out who it was, but it was impossible, he had no clue on who could it possibly had been. Some people may find her acts heroic, but what she was doing was wrong, he was a vigilante himself, but he had limits. Someone needed to stop her before she does worse things.

Miguel was out on patrol, looking for any kind of danger or if anyone needed some help from Spider-Man, he was about to call it a night, but he hard screaming coming from an ally. So he decided to go check it out. The screaming got louder, he must have got closer, then he heard this kind of snarl and a demonic yet feminine voice. "Scums like you shouldn't be alive! You all should die!" she hiss at the man, who was pressed up against the wall, with her tight grip on his neck.

"Let him go Venom!" Miguel yelled towards the female, then the disguised woman looked at him, making her growl and gripping harder on the man's neck. "Why should you care to what happened to this low life! Him and every other criminal deserves to die!" she hissed towards the Spider-Man, she was about to snap the guy's neck. But Miguel had launched himself towards her, causing her to drop the guy, in which he ran away as fast as possible.

Then they both began to fight, they threw punches, kicks and threw each other around the ally. This went on for hours. "Just quit Venom!" Miguel yelled towards the woman, who was ready to throw another punch at him. "No! I will never stop! Until every criminal on the street is dead! They have to pay for what they had done!" she hissed, throwing herself back at Miguel, hitting him square n the jaw. Causing Miguel to hiss and get a hold of her wrist at in attempt to get her to stop.

"You think by killing them things will get better?!" he asked, while trying to restrain her but he couldn't, she manage to get away from him. "Yes, they took the most precious thing to me" she said, stopping her movements. "In this very ally, they killed my daughter!" she hissed, he could tell that she was in pain. He also couldn't help but notice the ally was the same exact ally where the murder of his daughter happened. But when the woman said the thing about her daughter, was what made Miguel freeze in his tracks.

"My daughter was shot here, and died in the hospital... they never found the guy that did it.." she said in tears. Miguel could see the tears streaming down her white wide eyes. "My daughter was my everything, she was the light of my life, but now she is gone.. and it's because of people like those scums that I do what I do.. so that no other mother had to go through what I did.." she admitted. No, it couldn't possibly be her. "I will do everything in my power to get every criminal off the street, even if that means killing them" she said.

The woman then brushed off her tears. "I'll have to kill you too, since you tend to get in my way!" she hissed as she lounged at him. This time Miguel had a trick up his sleeve. As soon as the woman got close to him, he manage to get a hold of her shoulder, then with his free hand, he got a needle shot which contained the venom from his fangs and injected the serum in her neck. Causing her to go weak. "What did you.." she wasn't able to finish her sentence. She then slumped forward towards him, losing conciseness.

Miguel then got a hold of the unconscious woman, he noticed how the black ink like skin of her began to disappear from her body. Revealing that she was naked underneath her 'suit'. Sadly he didn't have anything to cover her body, instead he used his big arms to hide her body. Then the black ink had dissolved off her face, revealing to be his one and only wife. The woman that he had been searching for, you looked so peaceful with your eyes closed as if you were sleeping. He sighed as he held your body close to him, pulling you into a tight embrace and tears forming in his eyes, glad that he had found you.

Taglist: @sorryi-mtrash, @call-me-nev

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[connorswhisk]

and so it goes (miguel o’hara x spiderman!reader)

hi note this is a fic specifically for transmasc readers. don’t come anywhere near this if you’re a cis woman. you have a million fics you can read that aren’t this one. thank you 🍻

@spokentothewoods here you go ☺️

WARNINGS: Angst, slightly sexual situations >:)

That ever-present tenseness is visible in his shoulders; in truth, you don’t think you’ve ever seen him without it, for as many years as you’ve been working with him. You’ve been working late tonight and could really use a break yourself, but with Jess away for an ultrasound, someone had to stay behind and keep an eye on Miguel.

Perhaps you volunteered for the job a tad too hastily, if the smirk Hobie had flashed in your direction was any indication, but Hobie’s always smirking at things. You’ve gotten pretty used to it.

In any case, even Margo’s signed off for the night. You know Miguel’s the Big Boss In Charge, but…couldn’t he benefit from some chill time?

“That’s it,” you say, yawning. “That’s the last of the logs done. Think I’ll turn in for the night.”

Miguel says nothing. He either is so immersed in his work that he didn’t hear you, or he’s ignoring you - both are likely in their own way.

After a moment’s more of silence, you frown, and web yourself up to his platform. He’s always brooding, that’s pretty normal, but…

Oh, you realize, because you recognize the video footage he’s watching. You’ve never seen it yourself, but you know what it is, where Miguel came from. You know why he is the way that he is.

You contemplate leaving and pretending you saw nothing, but then Miguel turns his head and fixes you with his dark, exhausted eyes, and it’s too late to act innocent.

“Sorry,” you say quietly. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. You just…”

“What.” He phrases the word as a statement, not a question. “I just what.”

You sigh. “I worry about you, Miguel. I mean, when you first found me in my universe…you were sad, sure, but you weren’t this angry. I don’t know what changed, but if you ever need to talk…”

“I don’t.” His stare is fixed somewhere past your shoulder, his jaw hard as steel. “Nothing changed. I’m fine.”

“Oh, bullshit,” you tell him, and you can’t help but roll your eyes. “How long have we known each other? I know when you’re lying to me.”

Miguel shakes his head. He’s been working with Jess the longest and all the Spiders respect him as their leader, but he’s never gotten as close to anyone as he has to you. You know this because he told you so himself, a year ago when MJ was killed and you were stumbling around HQ in a haze, the big empty pit in your stomach threatening to swallow you whole.

We all lose people, he’d told you, his voice the gentlest you’d ever heard it. But we persevere. You’re strong, Y/N. You can survive this.

I bet you tell all the Spiders they’re your favorite, you’d joked half-heartedly, desolate and depressed, sure you were right. But Miguel had given you this look that had told you plainly: I am completely serious. And then he’d started to say something, stopped as if he’d thought better of himself, and swung away.

You don’t know what he’d been about to tell you…though maybe you kind of do. The pair of you have never necessarily been the emotionally vulnerable types, but the connection between you is one that cannot be denied.

“I’m fine,” he’s repeating now, still hiding from the truth. “Just tired.”

“Which is exactly why you should call it for the night. You’ve done plenty.”

“I haven’t done enough.”

“Look, just…” You exhale deeply, pull off your mask so you can meet him eye-to-eye. You don’t miss the slight change in his demeanor when you bare your face, the fleeting look of quick relief. “Do you…want a massage or something?”

He blinks. “What.”

“I asked if you wanted a - “

“I heard you.”

You quirk an eyebrow. “Ok. So? Your shoulders could really use it, dude.”

“I…” You can pinpoint the exact moment he decides to give in, posture slumped and scowl deepening. “…Fine.”

He turns back to face the screens - thankfully, the video from before is long gone. Miguel says nothing for a long time, ‘til he finally snaps, “Well?”

You lay your hands on his shoulders. You’re no trained masseuse, but your Aunt May does a wicked back rub and you’re sure you can replicate her technique, more or less. And so you try.

Are all shoulder muscles this knotted? Or is Miguel just overworking himself per usual? You’re not sure, but you press as hard as you dare, first with your fingertips, then kneading in and out with your knuckles. Miguel is silent as you work. The only sound he makes is the measured course of his breathing, up-down, up-down, up-down. You can feel it thrumming through your neurons, slow and steady.

“What, sorry?” You didn’t catch what Miguel just mumbled under his breath.

“Can you - go harder?” he repeats, practically spitting the words. He sounds as exhausted as you’ve ever heard him.

Wordlessly, you begin to apply even more pressure, and Miguel moans. You’ve never heard him make a noise like that before, and in your shock, you start and almost back away from him entirely. You manage to keep your wits, though, and you press again in the same spot, feeling the knot aching to unravel beneath his skin.

“Y/N,” he groans - but before you can begin to wrap your head around that, Miguel’s body is freezing up under your fingertips, and suddenly, he’s wrenching himself away from you.

“Woah - you ok?” You drop your hands to dangle by your hips, but you can still feel the buzz in your head, concentrated and slightly painful like a migraine, a hit off a cigarette.

“You should go,” Miguel says quietly, his back to you. “This…you should just go.”

“Ok.” You’re finding it hard to breathe, beneath all the spandex and bindings and confusion. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No.”

“Did I hurt you?”

“No.”

“Then what the hell is the prob - “

“GO, Y/N,” Miguel seethes, his hands tightening into fists at his sides. “Just leave me alone.”

You scowl. “Fine.” Pulling your mask down over your face again, you shoot a strand of web over in the opposite direction, pull yourself through the air until you land against the wall and cling there. “Fine, Miguel. Whatever you want. As usual.”

If he looks back at you as you leave, you don’t know. At the moment, you’re too hurt and angry to waste another thought on him.

[eden-writes-stuff]

Hi! Would you be willing to write some rosekiller angst? Some hurt/comfort goes a long way :-)

tags: angst, torture, death eater rosekiller wordcount: 623

Evan wasn't even crying anymore. His body was almost numb from all the pain he'd been put through over the last hour. His throat was sore from all the screaming. And all that because he hadn't killed a child.

Eventually, they just left him lying on the cold floor, unable to move.

Barty made sure everyone was gone, before he snuck through the black doors, cowering next to Evan.

"Rosie? Baby?" He gently lifted him up into his lap, stroking his hair. The boy looked pale, exhausted. Barty hated them for hurting him. His lovely, brilliant, weird, beautiful Evan. Evan, who knew how to heal, unlike Barty. The bigger problem was, that Barty didn't even know what spell he would use in this situation. It wasn't like there was anything exactly wrong with him. Evan hadn't broken a bone or dislocated a shoulder, he'd just experienced a lot of pain.

He needed to get him help. Regulus would know what to do. He always knew what to do, he was always in control. Barty placed a soft kiss on his boyfriend's forehead, before carrying him through the manor. It was the kind of house that was so dark it seemed to swallow all the light and with it the joy. Just like his old home.

Halfway up the stairs, Evan began shaking in his arms. "It's fine. You'll be fine. We'll get you help", he whispered, holding him closer.

They both shared a room with Regulus, which had made things around here slightly more bearable. "Put him on his bed", the youngest Black instructed as he saw them walking in, placing his book aside and gabbing his wand.

"They took turns on him for an hour. I don't know what to do", Barty explained, voice not as steady as he would have liked. "I know, I heard him...." He swallowed, before sitting next to Evan on the bed. 

For the next 20 minutes, Barty paced through the room, trying to help Regulus as much as he could. Then he waited.

Evan had stopped shaking and wasn't as pale as before, but it took him a while before he woke up again.

"Rosie... Are you okay? How do you feel?", he asked, softly taking his hand. "Feel like shit." His voice was rasp and barely audible, but he was back. Half-open eyes, a weak grasp, but he was back. And he was alive. 

Barty gave him a glass of water, which Evan emptied in one go. With a quiet sigh, Barty lay down next to him, face buried in the crook of his neck.

"I was scared", he admitted after a while. "I thought I would lose you." "I was scared too", Evan whispered. "But I really didn't want to kill this kid. And it's pretty fucked up that they make us." "It is. But it's not worth you being tortured like this." "Yeah... Maybe." Evan sighed, pulling Barty closer to him.

He liked being alive. He liked a lot of things about it. Being with Barty, feeling the sun on his face, good food, all kinds of bugs and spiders, flower fields, his sister, spending time with his friends... But life like this... Spending most of his time in this dark, cold house, going out mostly at night, and when they went out it was to kill people. Time with his friends and with Barty had also become very thin because most of them were always busy and Pandora refused to talk to him.

"Bee?" "Hm?" He sounded like he was half asleep. "If I wanted to leave... would you come with me?" Barty looked up at him, but before he could answer, there was a loud banging at the door.

"Crouch. We need you for a mission. Now."

[its-freaking-jordan]

My special flower…

Yan!Muzan Kibutsiji x fem! reader

You were an ordinary human, living in the Entertainment District until, you laid eyes on Him.For you to be something he least expects., his blue spider lily

This includes;Blood,needles,killing, eating human blood,kidnapping,cussing, sharp objects,Stalking

Main idea was from @moonnime <3

Muzan never expected to find the Blue Spider lily in years, that is until you, a mere human, who caught his attention.

You are a pretty well known person that works in the ED, people loves each of your performance that you put on for them at night. They love your voice/dancing/singing skills, but there was this one person who you caught a glimpse at in the crowd that was watching you. He worse a black fedora with a suit, his eyes were like ruby’s in your eyes.

He caught a glimpse of you, and was lost in your eyes, your eyes were blue, like the blue spider lily. He need wants you, he just knows it. He knows that you would be his last piece..

Once your performance was over, you gathered all of your belongings together, and packed it up for the night, quickly you found your blindfold and put it on, changing your hair as well. You were making your way to a food stand, all of a sudden you blacked out..

You woke up to a new place, to you it looked pretty but also confusing. There was many rooms just by the looks of it, you can get lost in seconds, then you heard a Biwa play. You’re in a new room, it looked nice. The door creaked open and you saw the Man who caught your attention at the ED.

“So you’re awake, good. How are you my dear?” Before you can speak he interrupted you. “My name is Muzan..Muzan Kibutsji, you wont be needing this blindfold while you are with me..”

Thats how you ended up here, Everyday was a nightmare to you. You’re never able to leave, see the sun or your family and friends. Muzan swore to you that they are safe, but you highly doubt it. You met his Uppermoons but you are forbidden to speak to them. He had killed your family though, and ate them too. He didn’t want them to be around you, or try to find a way to communicate with you.

One time before he kidnapped you, he was watching you from afar. I mean he knew everything about you. Blood type, favorite food ect. He even sent his Uppermoons to watch over you when he couldn’t. He did knock you out cold, using his sharp nails to draw your blood and using a needle to take some it to use as a experiment.

“Y/N come here..” He sounded rather annoyed with you. You on the other hand was shaking like hell. You had no idea what you did, you did everything he said to do right? A giant pit was in your stomach, you heard Muzan from his lab area. Making you way to the door, your just standing there, debating is you really want to open the door or not. You know he has eyes all over the place, especially on you too. You sighed and opened the door to be met with a furious Muzan. He motioned for you to enter and close the door behind you, being scared enough you did it without a question. A hard slap was on your face, causing you to stumble back.

“Just the hell where we’re you last night and, did I specifically tell you to not leave?” He asked demanding you to answer him back almost instantly. Then it hit you, Akaza and you we’re outside watching the fireworks he told you about, but little did you know. Muzan saw you both. You were at a lost for words. “I.. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You lied almost instantly. Hoping he would buy it. Another slap was heard through the air, this time causing blood to drip off from your cheek.

“Lie to me again Y/N and it will be worse. I’m only doing this to protect you and, you should know this. You will love and obey everything I say.”

I will do a part 2 soon..But for now this is all I have <3 Im sorry if this is not the best, I’m trying to get better.

[ataraxiaspainting]

May I please request Yandere Machi, Pakunoda, and Shizuku? (separate)

Here's the scenario: They haven't seen their s/o in a decade, ever since they got put in prison. The rest of Troupe managed to break them out, and they go on the search for their s/o.

However, they encounter their son/daughter—who was eight the last time they saw them—now an adult and full-pledged hunter. Their child tells them that they'll defeat them and put them back into prison in the name of justice, which is sad because before they were captured and put into prison, they used to be very close.

Yan Machi + Yan Shizuku + Yan Pakunoda / Having a Hunter Child.

Warnings: The reader uses she/her pronouns respectfully, implied dub-con, manipulation, unhealthy relationships, and threats/mentions of violence.

Word Count: 900.

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Machi

Eyes the color of a cloudless sky meet those dissimilar to them yet all too familiar at the same time for as many reasons as there are stars during the time of midnight. The young man’s eyes share the same hue as yours, yet have the same type of glare Machi used to always use on you to keep you in line, to prevent you from doing anything stupid. 

“Komacine. I shall strike you down if it is the last thing I ever do.”

Machi is not scared, just disappointed, in both her son and you. 

“Oh?” But she is also happy because, for the first time in nearly ten years, she can see the image of her son and you, both within her grasp where you both belong. “You don’t mean that, do you?”

Her words made the young man’s sword be held up even higher, but she was still not afraid.

“I shall, Spider, that is a promise.” But deep within those eyes, there is regret and sorrow, Machi thinks.

“Is that any way to talk to your mother?”

Her son merely snarls like a wild animal, still having his weapon raised high. “You aren’t my mother. You’re just yet another piece of evidence of all the wrongs there are to be righted in this world.”

From the corner of her eye, Machi sees you wearing a pink apron through the window, seeming to be humming to something while peeling some potatoes, carrots, and onions. She would have made her way into your home by now, if your son hadn’t at that exact moment opened the front door, which had immediately set off his Nen detection.

“Am I not? You look just like the little boy I used to take to the playground all the time, all those years ago. The games we used to play, your favorite one being… hmm…” She put her thumb and pointer finger under her chin, pinching it lightly.

“That was then and this is now, Komacine. I will kill you for what you did, all the people you hurt and murdered in cold blood.” 

Choosing not to pay any clear attention to the threat, Machi simply thinks back to all the past moments, so bittersweet like her favorite tea blend.

“Ah… it was hide and seek, wasn’t it?” From the sound of silence, she knows she is right. “Shall we play that one now? …Would you like that?”

No answer is to be heard.

Shizuku

Shizuku turns her head to the side, confused. 

“Why are you attacking me?” Did she do something wrong? “Why do you think? I know you have a bad memory, but try to use that brain of yours, Spider. For your good.” This man looks familiar, but from where?

Then she realizes, as the moonlight shines on the tops of both of their heads, showing the eerily similar hues of ink black. She smiles, and the moonlight also shows how wide it is, much to the horror of the young man.

“Ah! You’re my son, all grown up! Gosh… the years have flown by, haven’t they?”

She chuckles as she reminisces about old times, full of sentimentality.

“We should have a game night, just like those times! Oh, to see your mother again as she plays with us… it would feel like a dream, wouldn’t it?” To see how you have matured too, just like your son, both from the inside and outside, is a sight that would make Shizuku’s heart burst with love. Even though you are all ten years older, she is sure that you are still as beautiful as ever.

It feels and sounds like a threat, but is it? Shizuku does not lie, and her threats are always nonexistent, anyway.

He prepares to run just in case it is and is real, though.

Pakunoda

In an instant, she gets closer than he can blink and puts a finger to his lips.

“Shush. Calm down, please. I love you both, and I always will.”

Little by little, the sword lowers, as small as the change is.

But she notices. She has always been observant, which only proves to be more amplified during her ten-year-long search for you.

“You’re a Spider, you hurt us, you hurt more than us. Why would I-” Another interruption.

“I missed you plenty, you know. You and your mother were the lights of my world all those years ago. You both still are. Did you miss me too? Either of you?” It is not an odd question, but without physical touch, it may as well be. Her Nen can only work when she has her hand or arm on someone, after all. However, even without using it, she can still detect when someone is lying. The slight quiver of the corner of the lips.

He can’t move. He can feel his soul sinking, far beneath the ground.

“No.” There is only one word, but the lie is still apparent.

“Shall we go in? We have a lot to discuss, your mother and I. We can also chat about old times if you want to.” She smiles as she walks up the steps, slowly with her hands raised. Her son lets her.

[camillomea]

night lotus 2: wooden sword

Helluuuuu. Here 2. Episode please share your thoughts in the comments. see you in the new chapter (my computer is bugged again🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️. we just sent it to the computer technician so I'm slow in uploading chapters)) Almost 50 people requested a new episode so here is the new episode. Thank you for your support. Please leave your thoughts in the comments. Enjoy reading ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

-Cami

When the door opened, Alfred was the one who opened it. Alfred asked, "Thea, you're back. Lucas, it's good to see you again. Thanks for dropping Thea off. Would you like to come in?"Lucas said, "Hello Mr. Pennyworth. Oh, you're welcome. It's nothing. Sorry I won't be staying. I have some business to attend to."Alfred said, "I understand."Lucas said, "I'll see you soon then, Nix. Don't forget to stop by."Thea smiled, "Of course," she said.Lucas said, "Don't forget to dry off and have something warm to drink. You're soaked from the rain." Thea nodded, "Thank you." Lucas said, "Goodnight."Thea said, "Goodnight, lu-" when she heard footsteps.Thea turned her head that way. She tried to figure out who it was from the footsteps. "Little sister," said a voice. Then she felt two arms wrap around her.Thea returned the hug "Hello Cass. I didn't know you were back" she said. Cass said "noon" shortly. She narrowed her eyes at Lucas as she hugged her sister.Lucas said "Good evening" politely and smiled. Cass nodded as if to say hello. Her eyes were narrowed. Thea said "Cass please stop trying to kill my best friend with your looks. Even though I'm blind I can feel it"Cass said "best friend?" Tim said "yes. Lucas this is my sister cassandra cass for short. Cass this is my best friend and childhood friend lucas".Lucas said "hello. Thea has talked about you a lot. I'm glad". Cass said "she hasn't mentioned you at all" with a flat expression. Thea thought *oh my god if this keeps up the rowing conversation before we even start going out*.Alfred said "oh my young lady Cassandra, it's raining and it's not nice to leave Thea and Lucas out in the rain like this". Cass said "I understand".Lucas said "I better go. Good evening". Thea said "see you later Lucas. Thanks for the company". Lucas smiled "of course" he said and went to the car. Thea turned to the door and went inside. She took off her cloak her clothes were still wet. Alfred took the cloak "Thea you should stop going out without an umbrella" he said. Thea said "I'm sorry alfred I forgot". Cass poked her in the side.Thea winced in pain "What was that for?" she said in exasperation. Cass said "You didn't tell me" and glared. Thea scratched the back of her neck. Alfred said "Thea go change your clothes. It's important for you not to catch a cold". Thea nodded silently. She headed towards her room. Cass followed her into the room. She went into the dressing room. Cass stopped for a moment when she entered the room, she blinked. It was very well organized, everything was placed meticulously. She walked around the room as if she knew her way by heart, checked the labels and took out clothes. It was a blue wool pajama set. Thea said "I'm going to take a shower". Cass hummed a silent approval. She sat on Thea's bed. She started to wait..***Thea had indigestion when she found a way to get her father back. After sending Lucas the evidence with a note saying "I'm coming home soon. I miss you". She headed towards the exit of the cave with Pru and the others. What she didn't know was that when she left the cave this would be the last time she would see the sky. They were caught completely off guard and captured by the spider council.

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[iniheritt]

JoJos playing minecraft headcanons (I hope you enjoy it!!)

Jonathan- tried playing with a keyboard but his fingers are too big so he uses a controller. Refuses to kill the iron golems in villages and loves trading with villagers, even though he wishes they had dialogue. Killed a pig because he was on the verge of starvation and then decided to stock up on bread and potatoes right after because he felt so bad. Cannot figure out redstone for the life of him; can only work a lever and button. He prefers sleeping through the night because he doesn't want to deal with the zombies but can somehow deal with the skeletons and creepers. Jonathan likes to play on easy mode to explore and find pottery sherds to make at least a few pots to decorate his house. Has yet to get into the nether or enter the end. Has not started a raid and does not plan on ever doing so. 

Joseph- plays with the keyboard and has almost broken it multiple times due to how hard he accidentally presses on the keys. Can only do simple redstone and even then, he somehow messes it up to the point it works out in the end (he doesn’t know how he did it but pretends he knew what he was doing like always) Likes trading with the villagers and has made a mini villager trading hall so he doesn’t have to run to catch any villagers or worry about them dying in a raid. Yes, he had died a few times because he was not prepared for them. Would like to try mods but he can’t figure out how to install them properly. Once he went into a server and figured out how to get a multiple diamond glitch but got banned once the other players found out how he had so many diamonds without ever being in a cave. He’s still mad about it. Once died in a wooden mansion and got so mad he didn’t place down a bed in it to save his progress, he quit and almost deleted the game.

Jotaro- didn’t care about the game and only knew the basics until he heard about the aquatic update. Looked up everything that would be included in the update and tried to play it on the keyboard so he could figure out how the game works. Prefers the controller over the keyboard. Knows how to do some redstone but barely makes anything using it. He had accidentally made a fishing pole while crafting; immediately went to find the nearest ocean or river to use it. Gets disappointed when the fish he pulls out are dead and looks up how to keep them alive. Uses the last few iron ingots he had to make a bucket and capture a fish. Makes a temporary pond until he makes a huge aquarium that connects to the ocean so the fish are all free to swim along with the other sea creatures. Has named at least one of each sea creature with the name tags. Once played for almost 6 hours straight due to being super focused on building something and didn’t realize it until he looked over at the clock. 

Josuke- uses the controller instead of the keyboard. Only plays on multiplayer or different servers but has a few testing worlds so he won’t mess up as much (like his father, he does mess up quite a lot, even after perfecting whatever he’s working on in his testing worlds, but it always works out in the end) he loathes the skeletons to the point where he was searching for a mod on reddit and other sites at 2am to get rid of the skeletons in the game. Knows alot about redstone and has many redstone builds in his testing worlds. Has killed almost every turtle he sees in the game by pure accident and feels guilty everytime, even with his fear of them. He is the player to go afk and have dinner while he leaves one of his farms to fill up his chests. He almost died to a skeleton doing this but managed to save himself; that was the night he went hunting for a mod to get rid of the skeletons. Has named his pet cat and dog after his best friends; has also named every spider after another person (I’m sure we all know who we’re talking about) He has a custom skin and surprisingly, people like his skin. Starts raids so he can get totems, but has not realized he can turn it into a farm to make it easier; no one has told him yet.

Giorno- likes using a controller but can play on the keyboard as well. Made a huge animal farm for every animal he could get. Loves using the bonemeal to gather more flowers and make it look nice around his house. Can do some complex redstone but likes keeping it simple. He owns a server and had banned a player for using a multi diamond glitch; he probably would have allowed them to keep using it in private as long as he got a few out of it, but he and a few others had caught him using it when they went to surprise him with a bunch of food when they heard they didn’t have much food. Died a few times because he forgets he’s not in creative mode. Makes a ton of cookies and shares them with everyone once a week because he always makes too much. Has no weapon preference. Can never find a village without someone’s help. 

Jolyne- started playing once she found out about the nether and the end. Prefers the end because it’s easy for her to kill the ender dragon. Loves getting gold for her golden apples since she has amazing luck when it comes to finding resources. Once made a nether portal before getting iron armor and hasn’t been able to do it since. Really good at using the bow. Loves playing multiplayer with her friends and being stupid late at night until early morning. Watches playthroughs of the game during dinner at home (she’s so me haha) and uses any tips from said playthrough into her own worlds. The one to go to if it involves the ocean monuments; she has a strategy that she uses almost every time she needs to enter one. Really good at complex redstone and uses it for her hidden base in a server she has with her friends. Loves making the cookies and cakes since she always liked how they look; sometimes has to go grab a snack to feel immersed within the game.

[lost-girl-2021]

Brightside (Spoiler)

Yo, some people have asked about Brightside. I'm not sure if I'll get around to finishing it, but for those of you who've read it, here's a scene I wrote a while ago. It's set while Spider is with the recoms in the forest, probably a few weeks/months into their time together. You guys might remember in this fic, that Spider has a scar on her shoulder, here's the story behind it.

“How’d you get that scar?”

“Fuck off.” She hissed, dropping the bag and leaving him to finish folding up the sleep sack. She found the creek easily, still within eyesight of the camp. She had no desire to deal with the consequences of running off. The last time she’d done it, she’d ended up stuck with her father.

She reached for a handful of small stones, smoother by the current. Spider chucked one into the river, almost hitting a fish. Some of the anger melted out of her, replaced by guilt at nearly stoning the small animal. Outside of hunting, she had no desire to kill. Unlike some of the young hunters who killed to prove themselves or to improve their sport, she only enjoyed it when she’d get something out of the kill.

She sorted through the stones instead, picking out small stones suitable for jewelry. The teenager wasn’t too good at coming up with designs, but her slender fingers made it easier to weave complex braids. Most of the jewelry she wore had been a collaboration between her and Kiri. During her time recovering in the past year, she’d mastered one of the most difficult weaving patterns and presented a necklace to her friend to celebrate her completing her Iknimaya. It had taken her weeks and she’d restarted it more times than she could count, but the end result was something even Neytiri seemed impressed by.

By the time she had enough stones for an armband, she realized she didn’t even have a knife, let alone any of the other materials needed to make anything. She let the stones fall back into the water, watching them flow down the water.

She heard her father’s footsteps approaching, but made no move to turn towards him. He settled a few feet from her, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

“I didn’t mean to offend ya’.” He finally said after a straight minute of silence, looking down at her.

“You didn’t.” She frowned. “I just . . . it’s not an interesting story.”

“Not much else to talk about.”

She shrugged, pressing her palm against the marks as if they were still bleeding.

“There was an accident.” She mumbled, heartbeat thrumming under her hand. “Last year. Hunting trip, one of the younger kids charged at a— you would call it a viperwolf. The pack attacked. I was on the edge of the group, got scratched. End of story.”

She could remember it like it happened yesterday.

It was humid out and Spider was coated in a sticky layer of sweat, her tank top nearly soaked through after a day spent outside. Lo’ak, Neteyam, Kiri, and her were all on the hunting trip. Jake had come too, as the leader of the expedition, along with a handful of kids on their first big outing. They’d slept in the forest the night before and started early that morning, as soon as light hit.

Spider was excited. She hunted often, with Neteyam, but Kiri didn’t enjoy hunting as much as the others did and Lo’ak always preferred to go out alone, so he could take all the credit for whatever he found. Neteyam was fine company, but he was always so serious and never wanted to talk. Spider was just happy to be included in the big group hunt, even if it was mostly just a bunch of novices. She’d sharpened all of her arrows and both of her knives, oiled her bow and strung a new string.

One of the youngest boys, ten or eleven, was practically bouncing up and down as they made their way through the forest. Spider couldn’t remember his name for the life of her and he talked so fast it was hard for everyone to keep up.

They made their way single-filed through the trees, nearly silent despite their numbers. She was at the very back, the young boy in front of her. Jake was at the head, far enough away that she couldn’t see his big head through the greenery.

She was trying to keep an eye on her friends, three spots ahead of her, when she nearly walked into the kid in front of her.

“What’re you doing?” She whispered, frowning down at him. The rest of the line kept moving, everyone too focused on their surroundings to notice the lack of two bodies.

“Look.” The boy smiled, pointing towards a small clearing of trees to their right. Beady green eyes peered out from a bush at the other end of the space, the rest of it pure shadow even in the light of day. She recognized the Nangtang by just its eyes and knew that it wouldn’t be alone.

“Leave it— “

The boy had already knocked an arrow. She reached a hand forward, to stop him or redirect the shot, but he let it fly before she had a chance. The wounded shriek of the animal had their precession stopping, but they’d already made it a decent distance away in the minute since Spider had been stopped.

She moved without thinking, shoving the boy forward. “Run!”

Spider fumbled for her knife, spinning around wildly, with the boy at her back. She heard a low growl before a blur of jet black came at her.

The next thing she remembered was the campfire. Kiri was sitting next to her, Spider’s head pillowed in her lap. She’d protected the boy, who was uninjured and teary-eyed across the camp. Her shoulder had been wrapped and treated with the herbs Kiri had known by memory. But, the pain had been unbearable, even with everything her friend tried to do. The next morning, Neteyam had to fly her home early, while Jake and the others finished the hunting trip on foot. She didn’t remember much of the flight, only the cloak Kiri had wrapped around her upper body to fight against the chill of the wind and the feeling of her shoulder throbbing in beat with her heart. Even after a year, the area around the scars was numb, nerve endings severed from the claw marks.

She dug her fingernails in at the thought.

“That looks like a little more than a scratch.” He commented, still acting casual despite the topic of conversation. “I had a run-in with one of those fellas— “

“I know.” It had been a sore spot for her, staring at the scars and being reminded of the father she’d spent her life trying to ignore. “I watched the video logs.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Did you now?”

“The lab got boring.” She half-lied. The lab did get boring as hell, but curiosity had driven her to look at the videos in secret. She’d been ten or eleven, entirely too young for all the curses thrown around in the barracks.

Quaritch hummed.

“You swear a lot.”

He laughed. “I didn’t know you’d be listening. Might’ve kept it more PG if I had.”

“PG?” She questioned, unfamiliar with the acronym.

“Safe for kids.” She huffed a laugh at that. “Probably. Norm went on a rampage trying to figure out who taught me such awful, bad words.”

[be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie]

I can’t BELIEVE for the nights and days of life is over, I was starting to think that novel would last forever.

I hope you all are ready for the fact that it’s not over here on my blog, as my 5-5 ass is not done with it yet. In that respect, here are the chapter ten notes. No spoilers in the comments for me and any people who haven’t read yet, or are for some godforsaken reason, reading along with me.

And @mochalottie u are a queen and my favorite, I’m so sorry for taking so so long to read your work and being so bad at responding to your dms, I’m at the stage in adulting where every text from anyone seems like a monumental task lol. I’m trying to manage time better and respond better. It doesn’t help that I work in a high school so it blocks tumblr!!

Onto the for the nights and days of life chapter 10 notes! Happy Halloween all!

-The way I feel like my own children are growing up too fast when I hear that Spider and Neteyam aren’t sitting with Mo’at in the infirmary much anymore. 

-Ur fighting my Jake and Mo’at spend an insane amount of time gossiping headcanon. Ur simply spitting on it. Just think about it, just pICTURE it. Mo’at’s grinding up a paste and Jake sneaks in like “…Have your heard about what happened with Moe and Ninat?” and Mo’at goes “JAKE SULI I would never talk behind someone’s back. Tell me everything.”

-Hey, Neytiri being like unable to acknowledge Paz as Spider’s mom? Banger. It really gets to me. She’s like well fuck off that’s my kid all while doubting herself. But Mo’at's right baby Spider was Neytiri’s number one fan from day one, he was literally always a momma’s boy.

-Also because you mentioned the kids taking an afternoon nap, I wanted to take a moment to just highlight how hellish that year or so where Neteyam, Kiri, and Spider were done with naps and Lo’ak still needed them was. You know his ass threw the bIGGEST tantrum every time it was time for a nap and everyone else was still playing. He was enRAGED because no one has fomo like Lo’ak. The kid was feral, crying overtired tears simply insisting that he is absolutely not tired and does nOT NEED A NAP.

-Spider being in the sleeping pile is one of the things that makes my heart grow three sizes every time I read about it. But you made it 20 times worse by adding in that by himself he spreads out for safety but he feels safe in the pile, like I’ll kill myself.

-I literally can prove Spider always asks for banana fruit and I’m starting to become convinced it’s the only fruit he knows.

-Lol Norm and Max sitting on Earth absolutley fIGHTING over who has to tell Jake things are going BadTM. 

-Lol I just literally kNEW that Neteyam wanted to make Spider a present, and yet instead his gift to him was even more of a complex. 

-YOU CANNOT TEASE TARSEM LOVE STORY TO ME. ALSO I’M NOW ASSUMING HE’S GAY THAT SCENE READ GAY. 

-This is what both Jake and I thought of when Neytiri told him to keep his secrets:

SHE QUOTED THAT MOVIE ALMOST BAR FOR BAR MAN, IF I WAS JAKE THAT WOULD’VE SENT MEEEE. When I was younger I used to have to share a bed with my cousin on family vacations, and I’m telling you bitch is possessed. She sleep walks and sleep talks, and sleep assaults me in my sleep. But one time she fucking quoted The Princess Bride and the next morning when I told her I loved that movie, she told me she’s never seen it. I have never felt more fear for my life. Picture Jake struggling to explain the plot of Lord of the Rings, his ass has seen it, his twin was a nerd. 

-Jake as soon as his child needs comfort: Oh fuck, I’M the only one here!

-Spider, like 7: I won’t be able to mate dad. Jake: I have to go. I’m not ready for this.

-HUMANS ARE BACK, time for things to get a little fucking sad. I know I’m ALMOST twenty chapters behind and you guys are already in it, but I’m just getting started baybeeee.

-Also I love Spider calling his parents Ma and Da, your Irishness has crept in.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Broken promise

warning : hurt, angst, hurt/no comfort, tiny comfort, fluff, implied/referenced smut, mention of sex (fivesome), kissing, hugging, major character death, tw death, blood/wounds, no use of Y/n, emotional

Summary : You come back to Santa Carla after a trip to your parents' house. Your four friends have missed you and you have missed them too. A sweet reunion and a few events happen. But what happens when things are left unsaid? What happens when you don't tell everything? What happens when you make promises and they are...broken?

Poly!Lost Boys x fem reader

masterlist

Info : (Originally named Broken promises) I hope my dear reader you still like it, despite the hurtful things and enjoye the reading. I enjoed the writing but even I had to admit it, it was a though one. Have fun

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The moon shone especially brightly on the night of her arrival. The planet seemed to rejoice as well as the four vampires. They all knew that their beloved was coming back today. Knew that her heartbeat would fill them again. Knew that their beloved was finally coming back to Santa Carla. They could hardly wait. But the young woman at the wheel also drove faster than allowed down the long road towards her four friends.

She turned up her radio and listened to loud music and hummed. A smile played around her lips. She had been away too long to visit her family for a long time. She had stayed here for the last few years since she graduated from school and came back to her hometown for a few weeks to visit her parents.

It was a good time, no question, they had a lot to talk about, what the job was like, studying and of course if she had a boyfriend yet. You could say that, she had told her mother with a small, mischievous smile as she pushed the homemade muffin into her mouth. ,,You could say that," she muttered after her words and her finger tapped lightly on the steering wheel before she drove on faster. She still knew exactly where she was going, knew exactly where she had to go. Knew exactly that they would all be waiting for her.

The light shining from the front of her car illuminated the streets well. Even though she was not a creature of the night, she swore she could drive the roads better at night. It was easier, fewer people on the road and the night offered so much more. She didn't know what had happened in the last few weeks.

Didn't know about the new residents of Santa Carla. She didn't know what had happened. But she was sure that her four friends would tell her everything. She turned off the radio before parking her car near the entrance of the cave. She pulled out the key and took her small bag of clothes.

She hurriedly got out of the car and, with one last look up at the moon, went into the cave. She heard her footsteps echoing inside, as if she were chasing herself. But she knew it wasn't like that, knew that the cave had its own peculiarities.

She knew where she had to go. She had taken the path too often to stumble. Before, with one last big step and a leap, she finally reached the inside. The usual musty smell with its mix of leather, perfume, cool night air and metal was in the atmosphere. Nothing had changed. If anything, only more spider threads and pigeons had been added.

She looked around at the individual nests under mountains of pillows and blankets. But none of them seemed to be there. Not even Star and Laddie were there. Where are they? she asked herself, guessing that maybe they were out for a walk or on one of the rides. She was not a vampire, her heart was beating, her warm blood was flowing through her body and her teeth were not made for killing.

But still she could feel them watching her from the darkness. They seemed to be watching her as if they were trying to play with her. Testing how far they could go. You're welcome she thought and a smirk came to her lips before she put the bag down on the couch and positioned herself in front of the fountain. A little show couldn't hurt.

She knew the four of them were watching her, suppressing their lust and love for her. They only seemed to be waiting for something. She slowly took off her jacket and laid it carelessly on the edge of the fountain. Before she gradually felt the relative cold of the surroundings.

She felt the goose bumps spreading. ,,Is anyone here?" she asked playfully into the darkness, but heard only a giggle. Paul. She recognised the giggle above all. She had missed him and wanted to hold him in her arms again. She had missed his loving yet slightly clumsy romantic nature. She had missed them all. All of them.

Before she took off her thin jumper that was almost the last instance. Carelessly laying it on the edge, she wore only her thin top. Which clung to her upper body and yet gave a good view of her body underneath in the right moonlight.

Only a few moments later she saw a small flame flicker up, followed by smoke coming out of the darkness. David. The charismatic leader. She had almost missed the little smell of smoke that always seemed to be everywhere. She missed him, his laugh, his seductive words that made her heart beat faster.

Before she decided to let the boys wait a little longer. She moved to the edge of the fountain and walked a few laps around. Moving slightly spinning and slightly dancing as if she could hear the music on her radio. Moved her arms and hips slightly to it, got lost in a rhythm. Sinking into the melody of love. Saw a pair of eyes flash in the darkness. Dwayne. The black-haired tall quiet one.

She felt the intense gaze and a shudder go through her body. His looks always told her more than words, his looks had already persuaded her to do many things. Many things she inwardly wished she had done earlier. Before she moved on and her fingers played lightly with her hair.

Down to her neck where she felt her aorta. Before she saw the grin flash out of the darkness. Marko. The smallest and yet most bloodthirsty of the four. She had missed his way of showing her things that had evoked something in her. It was unbelievable.

They were all there. Wordlessly she turned one last time before spreading her arms and jumping backwards off the well. For a moment she felt herself fall before she felt the cold hands of the four vampires on her. ,,Coming straight into our arms, huh?" Marko said and grinned at her as the four of them lowered her to the ground and were finally together again. ,,I missed you all so much," she said, spreading her arms to simulate the need for a hug.

Before Paul was the first to throw himself into her arms followed by Marko and David who threw his cigarette away carelessly before the round was completed by Dwayne who hugged them all almost to death. But it did feel good. It was good to have their four friends with them again.

She seemed to finally feel her life through the others again. Their love was reunited. ,,The five of us together so close brings back sinful memories," she heard Paul, who was pressed closest to her. Before David laughed slightly, Dwayne sighed and Marko just grinned wider before they all broke away from the embrace. The four of them had not changed as they were immortal. They all still looked beautiful.

She felt Paul's hand still around her though. She had missed his hugs, his sweet and energetic way. She felt Marko playing with a strand of her hair and his fingers almost innocently stroking her neck every now and then. Saw that David already had a new cigarette between his lips and Dwayne didn't take his eyes off her.

They all hadn't changed. ,,We thought you weren't coming anymore," the leader said and she actually thought she saw something like worry flashing in his ice-blue eyes. She saw Paul nod and the other two seemed to agree. Her heart beat faster knowing that the four of them had missed her. It touched her. A soft smile came to her lips before she laid a hand gently on the leader's cheek. Cold. As always.

She took the cigarette from him, took a puff of her own before she said, ,,Did my boys miss me that much?" before she gave him a kiss. She felt him respond, a grin on his lips.

He deepened the kiss and seemed almost proud. As Marko tightened his grip on her hair and Paul's hands slowly moved over her body, she sighed. She had missed the touch of the four of them.

She lost herself in the kiss and wanted to get closer to David. Before Dwayne suddenly detached her from him and kissed her instead. More gently, less impetuously, and yet she felt goosebumps come over her body as she looked up at him. They all seemed so incredibly attractive. They always did.

Ever since she had run into the four of them and asked for a motorbike race with her car. Which she had almost won. But she had never drunk the blood from the bottle. She didn't want to, she loved life. She loved to have a heartbeat and to be really alive. She would decide for herself when she wanted to be transformed.

But she was torn from her kiss when she felt Paul's kisses on her neck and Marko's light, not deep bites. Knew what the little one was getting at. Felt her heart beat faster at the thought. It had been a long time. ,,I suggest we move our lovely reunion over there," David ordered, taking a last drag on his cigarette. He finished it before taking her hand and pulling her and the three boys towards one of the many nests full of blankets and pillows.

The night when the moon was so brightly lit had been over for a few days. The long night of love between the five had passed. But she seemed to still feel them all. How Paul had placed himself between her legs, bringing her to ecstasy.

How Dwayne had pulled her onto his lap and whispered sweet words to her. Marko bit into the soft skin of her thighs again and again. Before she felt the sweet tug on her breast as the icy blue of David's eyes seemed to devour her. It was a night of lust and sin.

But the love between them seemed stronger than ever. The days had passed and slowly it would be day again. Star, Laddie and the four others were all with her in the cave. They were all waiting to go to sleep.

Laddie was already under the covers, dozing lightly even though he was not yet completely asleep. Star was also sitting on her bed reading a book, but something about her seemed different. She seemed happier and yet sadder. Something had happened. But her friend had not really had time to find out everything.

She only knew that David had made a young man named Michael drink his blood. But she had not met him yet. She was curious what he would be like. She sat on the couch with a book between her hands and read the pages halfway attentively. Even though her attention went to the four of them every now and then. David sat in his wheelchair and smoked quietly.

Every now and then he chuckled about the events. Dwayne looked at Laddie's bed and seemed to just watch everything, even though he seemed to be in thoughts. Paul made himself another joint for the coming night and she wondered if it would really be enough. While Marko talked to his pigeons and put another patch on his jacket. It was a calm, relaxed atmosphere. It was caring.

Before, after a few more minutes, David rose from the chair and finished his cigarette before saying, ,,Time to go to sleep". There was a rolling of the eyes from Marko and a grumbling from Paul, but they all rose and slowly walked towards the passageway that led further inside.

Their mutual friend also stood up and put the book away carelessly before she joyfully placed herself in front of the passage. Before she gave the boys a hug and a goodnight kiss. First Paul, then Marko before Dwayne and finally David.

She had just pulled away from him when she felt his hand on hers. ,,You sure you don't want to sleep with us?" he asked quietly and looked briefly at the rest of the mattress and blankets. They had offered her to sleep directly under them. But she shook her head slightly. ,,It's fine, really, I like sleeping on the couch, closer to Star and Laddie in case anything happens," she replied, squeezing his hand lightly.

She saw his blue eyes run over her, searching for something. ,,If anything is, you know...we're all here to protect you, I promise," he said before kissing her hand and disappearing into the darkness himself. ,,Good night!" she called into the darkness to the four of them before sitting back on the couch to get a few hours sleep herself until noon before running a few errands for the group and planning to take care of the pigeons. Slipping happily under the covers, she sighed at the comfort before falling asleep with thoughts of the night ahead.

The sun stood brightly over Santa Carla at noon and she slowly woke up again. The light did not reach every corner of the cave, but it was bright enough to see more than just everything. Yawning, she had already bought the most necessary things in town and was already on her way back to the cave. She took another entrance, so she didn't take the stairs. It would bring fewer questions if she was seen less.

And not always a young woman disappearing in the cave. Humming a song to herself, she put the box down and wiped her hands on her jeans. Before she looked around and noticed something. Or rather, didn't notice something. Is she under the covers? she asked herself and walked over to Star and Laddie. But the closer she got, the more clearly she saw that the two beds were empty.

Discomfort and fear rose up in her. That was not possible, they were both asleep in an almost comatose state. They could not be gone. ,,Star? Laddie? Where are you two?" she asked into the cave as she turned over and scattered all the blankets and pillows. They were gone. She knew not to worry about the sun. ,,They can't be out," she muttered, knowing that they were asleep and wouldn't wake up any time soon. Something or someone happened.

Looking around she tried to spot signs. Before she hurried back to the couch and reached in her pocket for her knife. Strictly speaking, it was a gift from the four of them for defensive reasons. They knew that as soon as the sun came up they could not protect themselves very well. She took it in her hand and grasped the handle, looking at the blade for a moment.

Sharp and deadly if need be. The more she searched and looked around, the more nervous she seemed to get. She knew she could hardly defend herself alone. Especially not if it were the Surf Nazis. She bit her lip and cursed inwardly. They must be people she thought nervously and looked around.

She had just arrived back at Star's bed when she saw two figures scurrying towards the doorway.They're heading for them, she realized in a panic before running after them. ,,Stop!" she shouted and reached out a hand in the half-light. She felt a collar catch her hand and she yanked on it with all her might.

The person was lighter than she had thought, which is why she flew back out of the shadows with the person and went to the ground. ,,Shit, you're bitten!" she heard a childish voice, a teenager barely older.

Picking herself up but not letting go of the knife she saw who was standing there. The Frog brothers. She knew them from the comic shop, she had bought something there a few times. ,,No, just a scratch," the other replied, a small bloody scratch on his arm from the impact.

He was about to run back to his brother when she grabbed him by the collar again. ,,What are you two doing here?" she asked, looking at them uncertainly. They can't know, can they? she asked herself, but when she saw the weapons the younger two had, she shuddered. It would be enough to kill all four of them. ,,Let him go! We should have known, you're her bride like in the comics, you're keeping them alive!" Edgar shouted, his red bandana already drenched in sweat.

They were all tense and fucking terrified. ,,Just shoot!" the other one yelled and tried to get out of her grip. But she continued to hold him out firmly before she pressed the knife against his neck as gently as she could in the situation. What am I doing here? she asked herself and knew that her hands were trembling slightly. That her heart was beating far too fast and she was afraid. She was threatening children...and yet only to protect her love. She would do anything for them.

She had fallen for them, but of her own free will, they all loved each other. One does everything for love. She knew the dangers that would come. ,,They love me! And I advise you whatever you think you know, they are not here...leave and be glad that I don't call the police!" it was a weak lie and yet a warning. A warning that would come true and become reality when night fell. She thought feverishly about what to do.

She looked at the stake gun and swallowed. One shot to pierce her and she would be dead too. ,,Lie! We know you're here, we've already got the little one and the girl. We'll get your bloodsucking mates too and then you'll die, you half-vampire!" Alan shouted and his brother aimed at her. But she moved Alan in front of her and if Edgar pulled the trigger he would hurt his brother. He wouldn't risk it.

Her eyes wandered searchingly for David's bottle. All she had to do was take a sip and, if she was lucky, bite one of them. All she had to do was turn and she could win.

Before she saw the bottle lying next to the wheelchair. Something she could not know. ,, They are not here for the last time! If you don't want him to die then get out now!" she shouted and pressed the knife harder against the younger man's throat. There was no sign of Alan winking at his brother to draw his attention to something. She didn't see Edgar reply silently. She only heard the click of the gun but it was not a stake coming out. Instead it was holy water.

But the surprise effect was there. She flinched, pushed Alan away, lost the knife and ran towards the bottle. It was only a few steps away. She had already reached out for it when a shot echoed through the cave. A single shot. ,,Come on, let's go!" she heard Edgar say muffled as he pulled his brother out of the cave with him.

She had fallen to the ground from the force of the shot. The rush of her blood seemed too loud for her to hear them any more. Slowly, apppathetically and trembling, she looked down as far as she could. She lay lightly on her side and her vision blurred by the tears in her eyes.

The wooden stake had pierced through her middle. She only partly felt the pool of blood spreading beneath her, only partly felt how heavy the wood actually was, only partly felt her strength leaving her. She looked at the bottle and reached for it. Empty. She sobbed painfully as she realised what it meant. Death.

Tears ran down her cheek to the floor mingling with the pool of blood. No-No...I don't want it to end like this she heard her inner voice and looked towards the doorway. Rescue. ,,My...love" she murmured as she pulled herself up with a scream. She almost fell to the floor again if she hadn't supported herself. Everything hurt, her tears wouldn't stop and she could feel her blood escaping.

She lost more and more and left a trail behind her. She limped, walking far too slowly towards the passage, always thinking that the four of them would save her. You said it David she thought of his promise and groaned painfully as the wood shifted slightly due to her movement.

It hurt so much. ,,Help me...please" she cried out and tried not to look at the wood. It would only have made her cry more. It would have stained her hands even more with blood. It would only be a few more steps, but she began to stumble. The weight of the wood and her lack of strength were too much.

She collapsed and went down again, crying out again from the impact. She seemed to bleed even more from the collision, but she was only half aware of it. Her body could not hold out much longer. ,,Ju-Just...into the darkness," she gasped and heaved herself towards the passage.

But it didn't work, she had no strength left, she lay powerless and on the verge of death in front of the darkness. She had not reached the darkness. She had not reached the four. She had not reached her love. It was the end. ,,David...Dwayne...Paul...Marko don't leave me alone...I'm scared" she murmured before her vision became more and more blurred and her heart stopped beating.

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The moon seemed to glow blood-red that night as the four awoke from their sleep. But they all seemed to feel something. That something had happened. David saw the same uncertain look in the eyes of the three. It was the same uncertain look in his blue eyes as they were unaware of her heartbeat. Immediately they ran out of their section and the short way back to the main cave.

The light of the moon shone darker into the cave, not illuminating every corner. But before they could even enter, they all stopped in shock. Wordless, powerless, powerless, they stopped in front of her.

The vampires fixed their gaze on her corpse as if they were still dreaming. It seemed to be a nightmare. This could not have happened. Then it would have happened. ,,What...What happened?" said Dwayne first, who seemed to have banished any sign of his feelings within seconds.

He put a hand on Paul's shoulder when he saw the blond shaking slightly. He was crying. Paul was the first to cry bloody tears. His crying was the first to turn into sobs and he hid his face in his hands as he knelt down beside you.

He reached out his trembling hands and clasped yours. He held you convulsively as if he was afraid you might disappear at any second. He would have given anything to hold you in his arms again. Dwayne also went over to you and knelt down next to you.

The tallest one wanted to be closer to you, even though he loved to just kiss you on the head or forehead. Now the thought seemed to hurt him even more. Dwayne was the second to shed tears of blood. He did it silently, quietly, not to be heard. He put his hand so unspeakably carefully on your leg, he was afraid he would hurt you. He had always been afraid of hurting you.

A loud crack went through the cave as Marko punched one hole after another in the stone, his knuckles had long since burst open, but it didn't hurt. He felt nothing. He felt nothing more because you could only give him that feeling.

You made him feel something again. More than just a thirst for blood. He hated himself at that moment more than ever before. Marko was the third to cry bloody tears, trying to hold them back but it didn't work.

Dwayne opened his mouth but closed it again. He had no strength to nag Marko to let it go. For the first time he didn't care. ,,Marko" said David after the smallest one had cut a particularly deep hole in the stone and a complete rumble went through the cave. It didn't bring you back. It wouldn't do any good.

The usually grinning vampire turned to you. His face full of sadness and anger and hate. Anger and hatred for the one who had done this to you. Before he came to you and knelt beside you as well. His fingers slowly went to your hair, just holding a strand. He had felt fear for a long time. Fear that he might hurt you.

He cried and seemed to want to say something, but instead he just sobbed. David. David was the last one to come to you. His attempts to light a cigarette had failed. His fingers were shaking too much, his lighter wouldn't light and he wanted to scream.

He knelt down next to you. He saw your battered body. Saw the wooden stake that went through you. ,,She...protected us," Paul whimpered in response to Dwayne's question and only sobbed more. David swallowed, trying to swallow the lump in his throat. ,,Protected," he mumbled, his voice seeming to break every second.

The three did not take their eyes off you and yet they listened to their leader. Then it was David's turn to cry one bloody tear, he was the fourth and last. Before he realised what he had done. He had broken his promise.

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[bykary95]

Chapter 2: The First Adventures

-...and then I found that creek, I was thirsty, so I started to drink, wash my face and clean this ugly wound-

-Woah... a whole fire rain? That explains those really weird dark clouds I saw up north, I guess that's where the fortress is- said Edward amazed -I saw it right a moment before an arrow killed my horse-

-Whelp, I guess the fortress is not there anymore, before I could escape, the entire place was collapsing-

-Between just you and me... glad to hear it, I hope they don't find any other place to torture innocent people-

While they were walking through the path, some lights started to light up the night, they were arriving at the town

-Welcome to Endercreek!-

It was a nice, small town, next to a river, with a tavern, a sawmill, a store, and a workshop, there was a bunch of guards patrolling the roads, and a bridge at the other side of the town, crossing the river

-Oh! this is a nice place- Ranboo was in awe

-Yeah, I grew up here, I am glad that at least there is one piece of land where peace exists-

Ranboo followed Edward through the main road, untill they stopped in front of a house

-Well, this is my house, come in! Make yourself at home!-

They get in, and as soon as Ranboo was inside, he felt comfy with the warm ambience, and the smell of food

-Honey! I'm home!- said Edward

From the kitchen, a smiling women came -Eddie! Honey! I didn't know we would have guests!-

-This man here saved my life... a loose arrow killed the horse and it fell over my leg!-

-Oh my! Are you okay Edward?- the woman aproached him, checking for wounds or something

-Yes honey, I am okay, my fellow here, Ranboo, is the one who need help... he was attacked by a giant spider!-

-Oh geez! Please come here!- took Ranboo by the arm and guided him to a couch -Take a rest-

Edward went for some herbal ingredients, and went to an alchemy table

Ranboo looked at him with curiosity -Are you a potion crafter or some sort?-

-I am an alchemist, I was looking for some fresh ingredients when my horse took the arrow to the head-

The woman went back to the kitchen to prepare the food, and Edward gave the potion to Ranboo -Here, drink it! This one's on the house!- and smiles

Ranboo drinks the potion, and instantly feels a sensation of relief -Oh... woah! Thank you!- looks at the wound... there was nothing there, only a blood stain all over his ragged clothes, he has been fully healed

-Dinner's ready!- said the lady

Ranboo walks to the table, there was three bowls filled of stew, it smelled delicous, and it tasted better

-Yum! This tastes delicious!-

-So... where are you from?- asked Edward

-I don't... I don't know, the last thing I remember is that I woke up in a cart with many prisioners, and among them there was a Lord-

-A Lord?- asked the woman -Won't be that Lord Harald?-

-Yeah! That one!- he kept talking -He was really nice with me, he tried to convince the guards that I was not one of his men, but those guards tried to execute me anyways...-

-Those brute bastards- said Edward outraged -In order to punish Lord Harald they are capable to kill and torture inocent people right in front of him...-

-Did Lord Harald manage to escape?- asked the lady worried -He's our only hope to end the King's tyrany-

-I think he managed to escape, I'm not sure- said Ranboo -We got split by the chaos of the infernal attack-

The lady gasped -Dear lord... not again-

-I am sure Harald escaped- said Edward -If the Men of the King ever got him, they would make sure everyone on the kingdom knows it-

-That's true...-

Ranboo finished his meal and said -Well... I don't know anything about what's happening in the world, I don't know how hard did those guards hit me on the head...-

-Must be really hard, I heard that Imps are kinda hard to knock out, even with maces!- said Edward -You see, your cranium is quite thick, in order to hold well the horns and that, you are able to take several hits before you feel any pain-

-That's true, most imps don't need helmets- said the woman, and then sighed -Our kingdom is in so much trouble...-

-What trouble?- asked Ranboo -Besides the Civil War and... the inminent infernal invasion I just saw...-

-Well, the Civil War is just one of many things- answered Edward -There's many chaos and dispair here-

-As a start, there's a plague on the north- said the woman -An evil plague that turns people into cannibals, terrible savages that always looks for flesh, untill now, no one could find the origin of this plague, let alone a cure-

-Then the Golden Cult- said Edward -A cult of evil rogue priests that were expelled from the Golden Temple for their radical practices, they're gathering fanatic followers from everywhere, and they hunt down anyone who doesn't follow their beliefs, or anyone who they consider "impure", like the imps-

-And also the Black Wave from the West, an evil necromancer that gathers corpses from all over Valdur Ristlow, exploiting the Civil War casualties, no matter the side-

-Erm... Valdur... what??- asked Ranboo

-The... kingdom where we are- said the woman -What did those guys do to you? You seem lost like a priest in Inferis-

-Oh! Right! Yeah... Valdur Ristlow, the land, pfff, sure! I just was... kinda confused haha...- he was very ashamed for not knowing anything about the entire world where he was, like if he doesn't belong there at all

-Well, It's getting late, probably you feel tired... you can sleep on our son's bedroom- said the lady

-Oh, you have a son? Where is he?-

Edward and his wife's face changed, they both looked sad, anguished

-Oh... so sorry! Er... nevermind-

-No! It's okay- said Edward -It's just...-

-We didn't have any news from him for a long time- continued the lady -One day the Men of the King came by our town, and started to take every young man, by the King Ulric's decree, every young man from the small towns would be taken and conscripted into the King's military service...-

-Oh, sorry about that-

-It's okay- said Edward -Every night we pray to our god Aurum, for the safe return of our boy William, you seem to have his age, you know?-

Ranboo was surprised -Oh! Really?-

Edward laughed -Yeah, I mean... I don't know how are the "demon ages", but you look almost as young as him, he is 20-

-You can go sleep there, and in the morning you can borrow some of his clothes-

-Oh... thank you! You are being really nice with me...-

-Bah! You saved my life!- said Edward -This is the least we could do-

After washing the dishes, everyone went to their beds, Ranboo's one was really comfy

So he laid on there, looking at the room, his head was still full of questions and doubts

"Who am I?" Was the biggest question of all

"Why do I know nothing about the world?"

He fell asleep, thinking about that weird vision...

Why did that feel so familiar? Lots of buttons with shiny symbols... and colorfull lights all around him

A howling from the horizon came from the woods, that felt unnatural

...

Ranboo woke up, the sun was shinning through the window, he stretched his arms and stood up

Since the couple offered their son's clothes, he went to the wardrobe and saw all the clothes there

-Hmm... are there any fashion standards or something?- he got some nice trader robes, and a couple of studded bracers -I guess this will do-

He looked for any boots and took the nicest ones -They're perfect for my... strange legs-

He went to the main room, Edward and his wife looked at him

-Hah! You look fine!- said Edward -I don't know where will you go later... but I guess you'll be fine-

-Guess?- asked Ranboo -I'm gonna be honest, I don't know where to go...-

-Oh...- the woman started to think -I guess if you wanna find any information about you... you could go find more imps, the "Ugly Hood" is where most of them live in this kingdom-

Edward was worried -Oh no! Not the "Ugly Hood"! That's a terrible place!-

-What's the "Ugly Hood"?-

Edward sighed -It's basically a ghetto, most of the imps in this kingdom where confined there, forced to live in that awfull place by King Ulric, he name that place as a mockery, calling them "Ugly people", forcing them to live in poor conditions, all crowded together, the King calls it "The mud in the City of Gold"-

Ranboo was outraged -What a bastard!-

-Yeah, since imps are basically descendants of refugee demons who fled the cruelty of Kahn Azurg during the Inferis Expansion, King Ulric treats them like scum-

-The...? Okay!-

-Oh!- the women remembered something -Since you're so lost, you might need this- and hands him a map

-This is the map of Valdur Ristlow, our whole kingdom-

Edward started to point severall places on the map -See here in the centre? In the middle of the huge lake? That's the city of Auris Magna, the capital of the kingdom, that's where the "Ugly Hood" is, you might get some help there, but I warn you, it's a nasty place, and since you're an imp, it might be a bit difficult for you to leave, so be carefull-

Then the woman pointed another city -And there's Scalonia, where the Arena of Argentum is, is the nearest big city to this town-

-Before Ulric's kingdom, it was common among the younglings of these town to have fantasies of fighting in that arena one day- Edward was feeling nostalgic -Those were the days-

-And that's Faunrom, the city of the Woods, where the Hunter's guild is- pointed the woman -They are nice people, despite there are some strange rumors about them-

-Oh! The south is lovelly! Brighthelm! With the Bright Bay!- said Edward -That's where Lord Harald lives, and also is the head of the Rebellion, every race there is more than welcome, sadly, most of the paths towards the south are closed and highly guarded by the Men of the King-

Ranboo looked at the map -I guess that anyone who tries to go into Harald's lands...-

-Without any kind of safe passage aproved by the king, anyone who tries to go is jailed under the charge of treason-

-Hmmm I guess I gotta go to the Auris... Magna... I guess...? Maybe I'll find some clues there-

Edward looked at Ranboo -But be prepared for any danger in your path, I'll make you some potions- and started to craft severall healing potions

-Oh, thank you guys, you have been really helpfull- Ranboo walked through the door, to the path, and looked back at the couple

Edward hands him a bag with some potions -Remember, beware, and be safe-

-Thank you guys, and... good luck-

-Goodspeed Ranboo, may the golden blessing of Aurum protects you!-

-And... you too-

Ranboo walked through the town

"Man! How fucked up are things on these lands? And why I don't know anything of it???"

He was thinking about what to do next, and had the feeling that if tries to go directly to the capital, he won't make it alive

"What should I do now?"

Right before the bridge, there was a blacksmith "Maybe with the 500 gold I can buy a decent sword..."

He aproached to the forge -Uh... hello?- knocked on the wooden fence

-Oh! By the fangs of Sharbug! I cannot find it!!!-

-Holy shit!- Ranboo was scared by the subit appearance of a huge angry orc on blacksmith robes, who seemed really angry

-Sorry sir! But I won't be able to attend you right now... My hammer is missing!- said the orc who was hardly breathing, clearly in anger -And I bet it where those damn bandits from the hill!- and pointed at the hill at the other side of the river, right at the end of the bridge

Ranboo got a bit further from the angry big orc -Oh...kay... erm... why don't you calm down? I bet you can buy another hammer...-

-ARE YOU JOKING???!!!- the orc yelled out in anger

-Pleasedonthurtmeihave500goldtakethem!-

-That hammer belonged to my father! And my grandfather! It's been on my family for 8 generations! I cannot just "replace it"!-

-So... if you know where is it, then why...?-

-I cannot just leave my forge! What happens if more thieves comes and steal everything? Or what if my forge turns off? That would be a dishonor!!-

-Okay... geez... I d...don't need you to forge me anything, I just want a nice sword, that's it, you can give me any sword you already forged-

The orc looked at Ranboo and smiled at him -Oh, you want a sword? Then you can do something- the orc grabbed a sword from the almost empty armory -I can give you this regular iron sword for a hundred coins, or... you can use it to go to fight those bandits from the hill, bring me back my hammer, and as a reward I can forge you a fine steel sword for free-

-You mean... go to fight a bunch of bandits for a free sword?- Ranboo grabbed the sword, he doubted for a moment, then saw the orc's empty armory, the guy needed help -Okay! I'll go-

-Thank you! You are a brave imp!- smiled the orc

Ranboo walked over the bridge -Oh I'm definitelly gonna die for a stupid old hammer- and so started to walk up the road to the hill -Man... where are the bandits? I see no one over here... HOLY FUCK!-

Suddenly an arrow crossed the air, right in front of his eyes, he looked up, and saw a couple of bandits shooting at him from behind some rocks above

-Kill him! I wanna see what kind of loot he has!- yelled one of them

-Come on! Start running so I can backstab ya!-

Ranboo took his iron sword, and the two bandits jumped off, and landed in front of him

-Hehe... a little scared goat man wants to be a hero-

He was kinda scared, this was far different from fighting giant spiders, and he even got hurt on that fight, tried to take some courage and intimidate them -Erhm... Shut up! Or I... I'll kill you!-

Both bandits laughed really loud

-Yo! I heard that Imps can take many hits on the head before being knocked out...- and pulls out an axe -I'm very curious about how many hits it will take-

The other bandit takes his mace and says -Oh boy! I'm gonna have so much fun finding it out!-

-Oh shit...- Ranboo was shaking, but decided to fight -Why am I doing this?-

-DIE SCUM!!- the bandit with the axe attacked, but Ranboo barely blocked it, and then kicked him down there, in the crotch pushing him far -Oh... bollocks!-

-Go back to hell!!!- the other bandit attacked really fast and landed a strong hit on Ranboo's head with the mace... between the horns

-What? .... I barelly felt that! Haha!- he was laughing, and then got serious -Now you're in trouble!- and then swinged his sword so fast, that left a deep cut in the bandit's chest

-AAAAGH! DAMNIT!-

-DIE!!- the bandit with a mace tried to smash Ranboo on the face, but the imp blocked the attack, and pushed him back

-No! You die!- and directly stabbed the bandit on the neck, getting both covered in blood

-BROTHER! NOOOO!- shouted the other bandit -YOU BASTARD!!!- and attacked him fully deranged

Ranboo dodged the attack and shouted -Die you rat!- then swinged the sword so fast, catching the bandit by surprise, beheading him -HOLY SHIT!!!- he covered his mouth in surprise, watching the head rolling down the road, falling to the river

-I... I didn't mean to do that- he said with a small voice

Ranboo couldn't believe that he just killed two people, he was shaking, out of stress, or excitement, he wasn't sure

-Holy... I can't believe I just did that...- he was taking a breath -Holy... Is this how adrenaline feels?-

There was a lot of excitement, once the fear of death has vanished away, he felt the excitement for the fight...

-Yeah! I'm ready to fight more bandits!- he sheated his sword and kept walking up the hill, on alert, waiting for more bandits to attack...

And so he found a cave at the end of the road

-I guess this is where the bandits live... I bet they have the hammer there-

Ranboo walked in, with sword in hand, slowly, in order to not alert the bandits for his intrusion, and so he saw an iron shield, next to a bag full of potatos -This will come in handy-

The cave was quite dark, barelly lightened by a few torches and lamps. As he went deeper into the cave, he started to hear severall voices

-I told those maggots to bring wine! Not mead! I am sick of mead! Damn those bees and their honey!-

-Hah! Pickpocketing, now that's a fine art, but on a second thought... no violence, no hand chopping... where's the fun?-

Ranboo kept going really sneaky, doing his best to not attract any attention, in order to avoid any useless fight

-Yo there!- a huge bandit ran towards him, but Ranboo was ready, and blocked the attack with the shield

-Get lost!- he bashed the bandit on his face with the shield, making him to lose his balance -Do you want some of this?- the imp attacked and stabbed the bandit on the chest

-UUUUGHHH...- the bandit died, but the fight attracted way too much atention

-We got an intruder!-

-Kill him!-

-He got our brother! Kill him!-

-Oh shit!- now Ranboo had to fight against way too many bandits at the same time

He blocked the first attack with the sword, the second with the shield, an archer from the bottom shot an arrow, but Ranboo dodged the arrow, wich it landed on another bandit

-Ouch! Watch where you aim that thing!- yelled the bandit

Another bandit tried to attack with a huge claymore, but Ranboo head butted him in the face, wich knocked him out

-Who else wants a piece of this?!- yelled

A bandit slashed him on the back -AAAH! DAMN IT!- Ranboo turned around and cutted his head with a single swing, he was starting to get some wounds, but only superficial, nothing serious

So he kept fighting, the more he kept fighting, the better he felt, more experimented, more skilled...

-What is happening here?!- the boss bandit came out, it was an intimidating huge man, wearing a fine light leather armor, he walked out of his room and saw the last few of his men falling dead to the ground, while Ranboo was trying to take a breath after the hard fight, barelly wounded, with some bruises and cuts, so he drank a healing potion

-So you little demon scumbag thought you could be a hero?- the boss took out his steel battle axe -Once I'm done with you... I'll have your head on a pike as a trophy!!-

Ranboo once again took his sword, and with a battle scream, he ran towards the boss, who blocked his attack with the axe and pushed him away

The imp rolled back and stood up fast "Dang it! This man is strong! I guess a front attack won't be enough"

The boss attacked Ranboo at full force, but he blocked with the shield, and kicked right to the stomach

-AH! Son of a...!-

Ranboo attacked again, but the boss blocked with his big axe, so he backed up a bit

The boss was really good at blocking, he had to think about something, and fast

So he looked at his shield and thought "I hope this works"

-You want a piece of this?- shouted at the boss

-I'm gonna kill you!- shouted the bandit, and raised his axe

Ranboo tossed the shield at his face, but the boss blocked the shield with his axe -Nice tr...AAAGH!!- the boss headed down, looking at the imp stabbing him on the chest, right on the small gap of the chest piece of his armor -You... demon filth...- stumbled, backing up a bit...

Untill he fell down dead

Ranboo looked around, without believing what he just did...

He just killed an entire band of dangerous bandits!

-I... I just did all this?- he felt so excited, so...

Satisfied, the sensation of huge accomplishment was overwhelming, he was feelling stronger, and somehow he learned new fencing moves and skills on battle, he had a sensation of health improvement

Then... again...

-Nnghh... AAAGHHHH!- he knelt down, the headache was terrible, everything was blurry around him, and again the visions...

This time he was on a stage, with lights from above, lighting him, he couldn't see the crowd clearly...

But everyone seemed to know him... and admire him, they were screaming his name on chorus

"Ranboo! Ranboo! Ranboo!"

-Ah!- he stood up -What the hell was that??-

He looked around, confused, what was that place? Who were those people? Why did they admire him?

He decided to look around and started to loot each one of the corpses

-Hmm... maybe the orc might wanna buy these weapons- and grabbed all the loot he could use or sell, weapons, potions, gold, some alcoholic beverages, and weird ingredients -Now... where's that hammer?- he kept walking through the cave, untill he found the boss's place, there was a bed, and a big chest next to it

Ranboo opened the chest, and found a big pouch of five hundred gold -Woah! Now that's nice!-

Then an enchanted helmet -I cannot use helmets... but I can sell this- and a gold necklace with a big zaphire...

And the hammer, a huge hammer with some orc symbols carved on it

-I guess this is the hammer... danm! This is huge!-

So he kept wandering through the cave and found a couple of books "I'll read them later" and some invisibility potions

Then he looked at the armor of the bandit boss -It looks nice, it would be a shame to waste it...-

So he took the armor and put it on -Woah! I look pretty badass!- and he got out of the cave, still amazed for what he achieved...

And also weirded out for the vision

"What the hell was that? Why everyone were cheering on me? Yelling my name?"

He walked down back to Endercreek, went to the blacksmith and knocked the door

-Hey! Mr... Mr blacksmith? Hello?-

The huge orc walked out, impresed by the sight of the Imp, holding the hammer on his hands

-Yes! That's my hammer!- said the blacksmith -I was afraid of sending you on a suicidal mision... but definitelly you are an imp hard to kill hehe-

-I also got severall weapons, I killed all the bandits so... I guess you do better with their weapons...-

-You killed them all?- the orc was amazed -You definitelly have tallent for the fight, I'll give you one thousand for all the loot-

-Deal!- said Ranboo, giving the loot and taking the gold

-Now... your reward... I bet you want a fine steel sword... in your case a saber would do-

-A saber?- asked Ranboo

-A curved light sword, harder than a diamond stone, and light as a feather- the orc grabbed his hammer and started to forge, hitting with his hammer on the anvil

Ranboo was amazed by the sparks flying out with each hit, the huge orc was working hard, putting effort of forging the best sword ever...

-And here it is!-

-Oh! That... was fast- Ranboo grabbed the saber, and unsheated it -Woah! It is really light as a feather!-

-Hah! And... where did you get that armor?-

-Oh! This thing? I got it after I killed the boss bandit, it looks really sick-

The blacksmith laughed -It looks cool, but with that gap in the chest you can get easily killed!-

-Yeah, I know, that's how I killed him!-

The orc took a closer look -I can upgrade it and add a steel chest plate that covers the gap... and some leather shoulder pads, but that won't be free, 200 golds for it-

-Yeah, I think it would be better if you do it, thank you- and gave him the gold

The blacksmith started to work again, taking Ranboo's armor and adding a steel chestplate, and some nice leather paudrons -With this... you will be even harder to kill-

Ranboo put on the armor -Now I look even cooler!-

-Indeed! And let me tell you some advice... if you feel up to test your habilities and learn even more about fighting... you could try your luck in the Arena of Argentum, in the city of Scalonia-

-I heard about that city... I might go there and take a look-

-If you go there... good luck! It is hard to be accepted into the Arena, specially if you are an imp, races like yours or mine, are not very accepted among the higest people, specially if you are an unknown foreigner-

-Really? Everyone in this town has been nice with me...-

The orc laughed -People on small towns like Endercreek or Lostolf are always nice, but the problem is in the big cities like Scalonia, or Auris Magna, that's where there are some racist, and hatefull people, so be carefull, most of them would just look at you with some disdain, but there could be some drunk idiots who might wanna punch you in the face just for being an imp out of the Ugly Hood-

-Thanks for the warning sir-

-Oh, call me Rogarz- said the orc, extending his hand

Ranboo shaked hands with the orc -My name is Ranboo-

-Ranboo, eh? Curious name for an imp- Rogarz smiled

-Well, I gotta go, I guess I'll try some luck in Scalonia-

-Then farewell, noble imp! May Sharbug's strenght be with you!-

-And so with you... I guess-

Ranboo walked away, crossing the bridge, but this time taking the other path, right to Scalonia, following the river.

- So... every time I win a fight or a battle, I learn something... and when I learn something, a new vision invades me... If I get enough visions, maybe I'll be able to gather the pieces with the help of those imps at the Ugly Hood... so I'll be better go to some places before there-

From the road, it was posible to see the city far away

-Okay... let's see what it may be...-

NEXT:

[parasite-core]

Last night in Kingmaker, the party had their first taste of hexcrawling. And some nasty random encounters.

The party made it to the Hinderlands with no trouble. The weather was fair and there were no real dangers to worry about so close to Rostland. They spent the night at an inn in Nivakta’s Crossing, and while there heard talk of a horrible group of bandits who all wear a stag skull amulet and who are actually cultists to a demon, to which they sacrifice people and animals. The party had already heard a bit about the Stag Lord’s bandits, and this made the picture even more grim. Ella—a former bandit—had wanted to try to make contact and try to convince the bandits that it was in their best interest to quit banditry and work for their new barony. This did not make it sound like these particular bandits were reasonable people.

The moment they crossed into the Hinterlands everything changed, as the dangers of the wilds were creeping closer. The first night they camped in the area they were attacked by a grizzly bear in the dead of night. Then, after meeting the alchemist Bokken, Irena fell into a giant trapdoor spider’s pit. The party killed it, but not before both Irena and Ella were poisoned by it. Thankfully Ozzy had thought ahead and bought a few vials of antivenom from Bokken.

The party had almost made it to Oleg’s Trading Post with no further incident, but the night before they reached the trading post the party was accosted in the night by bandits. Thankfully, Irena was on watch and spotted one of the brigands before they had a chance to strike. She leveled her crossbow at them. The bandits tried—poorly—to claim they were travelers from Rostland and had simply been drawn to the party by their campfire. Irena told them they had until the count of 10 to scram before she started firing. She critically succeeded at intimidating them, and the bandits scrambled to get away with their lives intact.

The next day, the party finally made it to Oleg’s. There, they learned from Oleg and his wife Svetlana that some of the Stag Lord’s men had been ‘collecting taxes’ from the trading post for ‘protection’. The party agreed to help get rid of these bandits, as it was part of the task in the charter anyways.

The party set up an ambush, with each member plus Valerie stationed atop different buildings’ roofs and prepared to throw ranged attacks as soon as the bandits were in the trading post’s walls.

Their plan went off perfectly. They caught the bandits off guard, with Ozzy and Ella killing the leader in seconds. Then Irena shot off a bandit’s head like Ashitaka from Princess Mononoke, and Valerie got a headshot on the other. The last remaining bandit fled for his life—falling right into the party’s second trap. He was going to lead them right to the bandit’s hideout, blood spotting the ground and his frantic flight leaving an easy trail for Ella and Amiri to follow.

[disneyanddisneyships]

Alastor singing Elvis’ music. It’s not a want. It’s a need

Okay I know it's from the 60s but we're gonna ignore that.

This is and Alastor x OC fic.

"He's not in love with me angel. We barely know each other!" Aponi stated as she got dressed in the item Alastor had given to her for the night.

It had red and orange accents.

"Are ya stupid? He's head over heels in love with ya. The other day he asked me about fuckin Elvis of all people. I let him borrow my phone so he could look'im up!" Angel argued.

"That doesn't mean he's in love with me, Angie!" Aponi stated.

"Toots, if he's not in live with you than this place might as well be heaven. I mean. He got you a dress for lucifer's sake!" Angel shouted as he gestured to the dress.

"We're going somewhere nice! And all the clothe I have are, no offense, slutty!" Aponi replied as she put in earrings.

"Oh my god. We all see the way he looks at ya! He's in love with you and I'm tellin ya, he's admitting it tonight!" Angel speculated.

"Whatever, spider boy. Come on. I dont wanna be late," Aponi stated as she and angel walked out of her apartment.

When the two of them got there, Angel made his way right to the bar as Aponi was lead by a waiter to the table Alastor specifically rented out for her.

Aponi ordered a lemonade, and the music started.

Alastor was on the stage, and Aponi blushed a bit.

Wise men say Only fools rush in But I can't help falling in love with you

He sang, and aponi choked on her lemonade.

He sang it while looking at her.

His static voice being heard throughout the restaurant.

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin If I can't help falling in love with you?

He sang more and Aponi gulped before looking around to try to spot angel dust.

Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be

Aponi's blush grew and she sunk into her seat as alastor made his way off the stage and over to her.

Take my hand

He reached his hand out for her to take.

Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you

As she took it, the radio demon himself began slow-dancing with the butterfly demon, who was a blushing mess.

Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be

He spun her, and dipped her.

Her eyes were wide at the action.

Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you For I can't help falling in love with you

As he finished the song and the two stood up straighter Aponi looked around, not being avle to breathe at all the people looking at her.

For a split second she thought she saw her ex.

"I-... I-...." aponi stuttered before running out of the restaurant.

Alastor was left standing there, his smile a bit weaker before he walked calmly behind the curtain.

Hours later, there was a knock on Aponi's door.

"Go away!" She shouted.

The door opened anyway.

"The last time I listened when you told me to go away, I had to wrap your wrists up," Angel stated before closing the door and sitting on the floor next to Aponi.

Her knees were up to her chest as she rested her head on them.

"Why did ya run Away like that?" Angel asked.

"I don't know," Aponi whispered.

"I think you do and ya just ain't tellin me. Cmon. Since when did we keep secrets from one another?" Angel asked as he bumped her shoulder with his.

"What if it ends up like last time?" Aponi murmured.

"It wont. The strawberry pimp may be in hell, but I've seen the way he is with you. It's sickening. It's like if you ever got hurt, he'd kill everyone down here. Again. He's a gentleman and he'd never do what the last guy did," Angel explained.

"And what if I get my heart broken again? I don't think i could remain sane if someone else betrayed me like that," Aponi stated.

"Aponi, this is hell. No one down here is sane.... I think ya should take my advice. Go talk to him. It's clear you like him too. You're just scared. But we're all dead anyways. What's What's worst that could happen?" Angel asked before standing up and walking out of the apartment.

Aponi sat there for a while, pondering over angels words before she decided to go see Alastor.

She walked to the room he would stay in sometimes and knocked on the door.

It opened to reveal alastor.

He was fairly suprised to see her there, that much was clear.

"Can I come in?" Aponi asked.

Alastor raised an eyebrow before stepping aside to let her into his room.

"I'd like to say, first and foremost, darling, that I am truly sorry for putting you on the spot like that," Alastor began.

"No... I'm sorry for running off... the truth is... I'm just... scared..... shit happened when I was alive and it was traumatic as shit... but I shouldnt have left you there," Aponi apologized.

"Well no worries! I'd be happy to continue as acquaintances! It's a pleasure to even-"

Aponi cut him off with a kiss.

His eyes were wide open in suprise until he melted into it and wrapped his arms around her securely.

Aponi smiled into the kiss.

She felt safe.