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jweekgoji · 15 days ago

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You can do Transformers Earthspark Megatron x Female reader where both were conjux but are divorced, the reader is only with the autobots so as not to be in the cells also that both had a sparkling but who is with the weckers, let's say that the relationship between Megatron and the reader was nice at first but everything changed in the war, Megatron treated the reader and her Sparkling badly, let's say that now the reader doesn't like to be around Megatron especially when she sees how he treats Twich like a daughter, but Megatron still wants to have something with Reader

Megatron/Femme!Reader [TFES]

tw: brief mentions of past trauma, past toxic relationships, guilt. additional tags: Cybertronian!Reader, Femme!Reader word count: ~1,9k a/n: I liked how they handled Starscream and Megatron's dialogue in s1, too bad it was wasted.

You had no right to be angry with the terrans. Born in this strange world, far from the home planet, they had no idea who they were or what their fate would be. To most humans, they were nothing but a threat. To your race, they were the only ray of hope for the future.

So why can't you still look away from them without a twinge of anger deep within your spark? Why is it that every time a small, scarlet terran tries to learn more about you, you throw that sharp, irritated look in her direction?

Another, yet another, long, languid day at the former G.H.O.S.T base, which has received a small rebranding, now completely at the disposal of the Autobots. You are completely focused on the monitor screen in front of your optics, your fingertips gently pressing each key.

You have no desire whatsoever to spend your entire attention on this useless waste of time. You would gladly leave this Primus-damned planet if you could.

And yet, you're happy to forget about everything around you for a second. That constant, loud laughter under your pedes when one of the Malto family runs past you, chasing after one of their siblings. Arcee tried to crack a joke or two whenever you two passed each other. Prime, for some reason, has decided that you need his painfully pathetic speeches about how if you need any help, you can always go to him.

It would seem that only Elita, of all the veterans, could understand you in any way.

You would gladly spend cycles alone with any of them on an island far from civilisation, only if it meant you would never have to see him again.

“Will you teach me some new moves in the air?” Twitch sits on Megatron's shoulder, looking at the older mech with her those big, yellow optics. “That moves with your arm cannon really inspired me!”

The little Terran blatantly thrusts her arm forward, automatically, activating her own weapon. A quiet scoff escaped from Megatron as he watches over the drone, noting her usual excited and very determined expression. Out of all the group, she seems to be taking the leader's role the most.

“If you promise not to shoot anyone here,” he gently reaches for Twitch, using his pointing finger to lower her arm cannon down, a soft smile plastered on his face.

The crimson terran's optics are focusing on Megatron's own, before she quickly glances towards you, the miniature pair of rotor wings bristling in admiration.

“And— we can take (...) with us too! I heard you two were an amazing pair back on Cybertron!” Twitch carefully stands up before starting to circle around in the air.

It's hard not to notice how much the young terran seeks to hold her deep respect for you, despite the clear ignorance you show her every single time she tries to speak with you. That naive childish adoration is cute, in some way, reminding you of the time when your own sparkling was once as bold and trusting as her.

You really shouldn't hold the grudge against her just because you feel that twisted sense of jealousy because of what you dreamed of so much, but never had the chance to get it.

Megatron's red optics track the terran across the room, only to lock onto your frame, once you were mentioned. He felt a pang of regret every single time he saw you. The memories of your shared past never left the impact on his mind, even though he tried so hard to get over it. For both yours and his sake too.

‘It's been countless solar cycles, Megatron. Don't make it harder for her,’ Optimus' words ringing in his mind. If only it was that easy.

He should have just focused on his own job, dealing with what is left of his past troops, the leftover of G.H.O.S.T's impact, but would it actually help him? To dig his own sick guilt and remorse somewhere deep down, in some naive hopes that everything can just magically go back to how it was? To pretend that it's fine to forget and run away from your past mistakes?

No, it wouldn't be fair to himself. Not to mention, everything he did against you was never fair to you in the first place. Shaking his helm, Megatron tries to reach for the terran, tell her that it's not the time now, and later, he will give her all his time and attention to guide the young one in her path.

That was, until Twitch wrapped her tiny servos around your own, looking up at you with those same optics she gave to Megatron, as if hoping she could somehow warm up your cold spark to her, to make you forget of whatever held you down from accepting her.

Poor thing. Thinking she is somehow the core source of your problems, even though she has no idea what exactly she has done, except for just being born in the wrong place and time.

“Please? I promise to listen, ma'am!” Twitch slightly, tightens her hold on your servo, the smile still as innocent as ever.

The tension is palpable. For just a moment, the three of you don't let out a single word. Everyone was focused on you, and only you stood in the center of their attention.

You sigh, looking towards the young terran right next to you. It will pain you to deny her, you think, but it is for the best as you try to reassure yourself once again.

“Twitch, you shouldn't—” Megatron tries to step out towards you and get the terran back away from you, only to be interrupted by your own voice.

“I'm afraid I can't help you with that for now, Twitch,” you say, using this calm, soft motherly voice of yours. “But be aware. Not everyone here deserves your trust.”

That smile slowly drops from Twitch's face as soon as she sees you pulling away from her, her little servos grasping the air, once where you were standing. That look you gave her somehow reminded her of her own mother.

Dot would come back after a long day of work, welcomed by the whole family, and despite how tired and overworked she was, she never dared to let them know about it. Muscles tense, aching and begging for rest, and constant headache from dealing with some people seem to never leave her alone. And yet, she still kept her smile. Still has the strength to use that sweet voice of hers every time she speaks to the young Maltos.

Even then...why did you look with nothing but hatred and disgust towards Megatron?

The quiet shut of the door left only Megatron and Twitch standing in the room. The little one slowly stepped down on the ground, blinking a few times in confusion. She still couldn't take her gaze away from the door, as if hoping that you might come back and join them after all.

“What...what did I do wrong?” she asks quietly, the question hanging in the air.

Megatron clenched his teeth, trying to suppress his own anger— no, he had no right to be angry. That was the truth after all, isn't it? None of the terrans knew what actually happened before, when he was the leader of the Decepticons, the infamous warlord responsible for the deaths of thousands, if not much more, innocent lives.

He deserves to feel that pain; the cold truth will always hurt, no matter how much he tries to numb the harsh, stabbing feeling inside his spark. Hearing it from you, for some reason, always felt the worst.

Slowly, he lowers himself to one knee, looking down at Twitch, as if silently trying to apologize, for what had happened. No one was supposed to be involved in this conflict.

“Don't trouble your mind with these thoughts, little bird,” Megatron gently lifts her chin with a single digit, making the young terran look up at him. “I promise to come back to you as soon as I can.”

If only he had told you the same before and reassured you with the same care he held deep for his mentee.

It was so confusing. Watching every single day, how soft and attentive the ex-warlord can be for a sparkling that were not even his, and yet, abandoning his family for his own cruel ambitions.

Standing outside the autobots' base, you at least had some bits of privacy that was left up to you. No one to judge, no one to stare with these sorry optics, with nothing but pity in them.

Primus seems to be especially disappointed with you today, taking away the only peace and quiet you had for today.

“You can hate and despise me however you want, I would never have held it against you,” the familiar, deep voice is quick to disturb your thoughts, but this time, somehow softer.

Megatron takes a few slow steps, stopping right behind you, but not daring to come any closer. He would be grateful if you even stayed to listen to him without running out the first second you spot him in your proximity.

There is a brief pause between the two of you, followed by nothing but your sinister silence. Not even a single drop of respect for him, as you didn't even look back at your ex-conjunx.

“But please,” the word sounds so foreign coming from him; for a moment, you even amuse yourself thinking he really changed. “Don't take it out on them.”

You feel your right optic twitch at that.

“Is that the only thing you wanted to talk with me about?” you finally speak, turning to face the silver mech who stood tall next to you. “And you have the audacity of asking something from me?”

Such hypocrisy. It doesn't help you feel any better at all once you notice those guilty red optics staring at you, as if reminding you of how small you will look to others, no matter how hard you try to hide behind a mask.

Like you ever needed their pity for you.

The silver mech studies your face. Tired, war-worn, so exhausted, just like his own. You're barely holding back from collapsing from all the responsibilities on your shoulders, both as the ‘autobot’ and the carrier first. He should have never left you alone, but that would be pointless to think about now.

“I won't...try to defend my past mistakes, and I know that there is nothing I can do to erase all the pain I caused to you and to our sparkling,” optics lowered to the ground, expression hardening, trying to gather his own thoughts, before meeting your gaze once again.

“All I want is to let you see how I have changed,” Megatron steps closed, hesitantly, he continues. “Would you give me a chance to make things right for you, my dear?”

A silence.

Megatron feels a flicker of hope in his spark. Lips curled into a small frown, trying to hide his own uncertainty. Cycles before, back in the past, when the war between the Autobots and the Decepticons hadn't struck the Earth, he would have snapped back. He reminded you of your own place underneath him, so you would never even have a single thought of defying him.

But he would never hurt you again, never raise his voice at you— just let him keep you safe from the remnants of the war he once caused; he promises you that. If only you let him show you that.

But then you step back.

“Starscream was right about you,” your voice now, filled with nothing but coldness. “You will always be the same tyrant who once betrayed those who trusted you with their own spark.”

#transformers x reader #transformers earthspark x reader #megatron x reader

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muffinsin · 1 year ago

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Hi!

Imagine this: The reader works as a maid in the castle and lately has been receiving these unsigned letters and gifts. How would the reader react to finding out that the Cassandra Dimitrescu was her secret admirer all along? How would Cassandra react to being found out?

(Bonus points if the reader finds out because the reader overheard Cassandra’s sisters teasing her or accidentally stumbled upon Cassandra in the process of writing another letter/preparing another gift).

-Touch-starved Anon (I decided to keep it cause it’s memorable to me now).

Hiiiii! Ohh yes, we love some pining Cassandra! :)

Let’s get into it!

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It started, as most things with Cassandra, very intense

When one day you wake up screaming, a dead mouse dropped on your blankets, right by your legs

You kick it off immediately, your loud shriek alerting some of the maidens

Truly, they probably assume you have been caught and are being devoured

You cringe in disgust and worry at the dead animal now resting on your floor

At first, you believe it’s some sick and twisted prank

From the maidens?

You can’t be sure. Even they seem too human to do such a thing

This only leaves the other, inhuman inhabitants from the castle

Is this rat from the sisters?

Ah, but technically they aren’t allowed in the servant quarters- not that you would bet your life on this stopping them

But who?

You can’t imagine Lady Bela wastes her time on such pranks. She seems so…regal, like her mother

This only leaves the other two, the two younger sisters

The more unpredictable ones?

Yes, you doubt prim and proper Lady Bela would pull such a sick prank on you

Barely does she even interact with the staff

Cassandra and Daniela, however?

Quite possibly so.

You’re shook up and, with tears just barely not rolling down your cheeks, dispose of the “gift” found in your bed and thrown to your floor

You can only hope that whatever sister responsible, will lose interest in you soon enough

You know, after all, what it means to catch a sister’s eye

You know it means almost certain a couple missing limbs, if not death

Yet, more strange things seem to be happening over the course of a few weeks

You’re just finishing up scrubbing blood off a carpet in the main hall when suddenly, a crumbled piece of paper hits the back of your head

“Hey!”, you can’t help but automatically yell

You know, was it Lady Daniela, Cassandra or Bela who shot it, you’d be getting dragged in the basements just about now for your back talk

You look around, and find the hall completely empty, save for yourself

No maid is nearby, and no footsteps are heard

Upon uncurling the paper, you find text written on it, in messy, but admittedly cute-looking handwriting

“You’re pretty in certain angles x”

You frown at the slip of paper

You aren’t sure whether to feel flustered or offended, really

Still, you trace the messy handwriting on it

There’s smeared ink at some letters, and you can’t help but giggle- the o, u and a’s look so similar, you could easily mistake them for one another

The notes keep up

Often, you’re randomly shot by them, or they’re dropped someplace for you

Never do you see who writes them

Of course, you have a few maidens in mind

Yet, as you try to make advances through flirty words, they never seem interested

On the contrary, some even give you strange or even hateful looks

Oddly enough, these people begin disappearing more and more often around the castle

Then, of course, there are the gifts left out for you

It seems, the dead rat was only the start

Often you wake up to all kinds of gifts dropped at the side of your bed

It’s a little uncanny, the thought of someone being in your room while you are asleep, really

You ensure your door is locked, as is your window

Somehow, your secret admirer still finds a way inside

Then again, there are worse things to worry about at the castle

Thankfully, after a few scares of finding more rats and birds at your bed and window, the gifts become a little more- romantic, and less disturbing

Flowers, beautiful ones set down on your nightstand

Either a beautiful, large bouquet, or small single ones scattered in your bed

Then, one day you open the small, white box set on the foot of your bed, and gasp upon seeing what is inside of it

A beautiful, silver ring with a yellow gemstone in it

You hold it gently

You can tell, it’s probably worth more than your life and all your possessions

Yet-

You can’t bring yourself to sell it

You know, it would make plenty money for you to live comfortable

To not need to work at the castle

But…it’s a gift. A beautiful one at that

Therefore, you wear it proudly, and only hide it in your pocket when you are worried it could be dirtied

More gifts and note come your way

“You have nice skin”

“You smell well”

“The ring suits you perfectly”

“I like your eyes”

“Your hair is beautiful”

Necklaces and flowers

Pralines and fresh food no other maiden receives

You savor each taste

You can’t help but burn with curiosity- who is your secret admirer?

It seems, it’s almost time your questions are answered

When you are summoned to Cassandra’s room to clean, you feel shivers run down your spine

There is a certain, open secret at the castle. You know- maidens usually do not return from her room

Will you be the same?

You consider yourself lucky when you enter her room and find it empty

You gaze at the blood on the carpet and floor, the mess of papers and weapons dropped from her desk

The fireplace will also need to be lit, and her bed will need to be made

The floor is- easy enough

It’s a lot of blood, and hard work, that involves a lot of scrubbing

Still, you consider yourself lucky. Cassandra doesn’t seem in any rush to return to her room

Little do you know, the unusually shy woman’s heart is beating fast from the other side of the hall, adamant on avoiding you until you move from her room

You too, though, are in no rush

Her room is- comfortable, despite the blood and weapons, the trophies of animals hung on the walls

It’s warm, and quiet

You continue on with her bed, and savor the touch of her thick, heavy blankets

The sheets are soft, and the pillows large

Her bed is fit for a princess. You can’t help but smile at the thought- all sisters, it seems, are spoiled endlessly

You also can’t help but inhale the subtle scent surrounding her pillows

They smell of the woods, and of rich perfume

Yet, the smell is comforting, and doesn’t sting in your nose

With a blush covering your cheeks, you readjust her pillows and move on to her desk

You bend down to pick up some of the papers off the floor, yet find yourself with your arm frozen in the air and your fingers twitching slightly

You recognize the paper on the floor. The crumbled, partly ripped one. The light blue colour of it remains

It’s burned in your mind now

But- why would she have this? Have there been more notes? Did she take them before they could reach you?

But…it doesn’t explain the empty paper on her table and the pencils around it

Has…Cassandra been writing them?!

But surely not. Surely Cassandra Dimitrescu would not be interested in you…?

But, what if?

You can’t stop yourself from reaching out

“The ring looks suist suits you perfectly”

You can’t help but smile at the spelling mistake. It’s adorable, and you can’t stop the grin on your lips

You unfold another

“I hope you like the flowers. The flowers aren’t as pretty as you. You’re a flower”

You smile. She seems undecided with this one. It’s a little adorable, you can’t help this thought

You know, you shouldn’t think of someone as Cassandra Dimitrescu as cute, but…

The thought of her starting over her sentences, over and over again because she can’t settle on something

You can’t help but pocket this one, and dispose of the rest to clean

You know, it’s your task to clean her room. It doesn’t mean you can have a little fun though, now you know who your secret admirer is

With a small grin, you take a slip of paper and a pencil

“You’re beautiful, too”

You groan. This feels by far too lame, but you’ve already written it down

Still, you turn away. Very well, then. It will have to do

Days pass, and the notes keep on, as well as the gifts

Still, Cassandra won’t approach you directly

You grow impatient, almost

It seems, despite her Playgirl reputation, Cassandra is by far more hesitant and shy as it comes to proper courting

You don’t mind, now you know who your secret admirer is

Cassandra has no time to prepare herself when you knock on her door, and for a moment, shamefully considers acting as though she isn’t there

She curls the paper in her hand, having just been in the process of writing another note

Then, at last, she opens the door with a smirk that looks more confident than she feels

“My, what is the darkness bringing me this fine night”, she teases, her lean frame leaning against the doorway

You feel your breath hitch

From her notes, you expected a shy Cassandra. Not a fierce predator

“I-I got your notes”, you whisper

A flash of surprise crosses her face for a moment, and you’re granted to see the vulnerability in her eyes for merely a split second

Little enough that, had you blinked, you’d have missed it

Alas, you did not miss it

You figure, now or never

With confidence only the notes and the ring around your finger grant you, you push gently against her collarbone

Cassandra is visibly surprised by this, and allows you to push her backwards into the room

You try not to think of how dangerous this could bed should you be wrong. If she is not your secret admirer…

You try not to doubt yourself as you close the door behind you and look back into her slightly widened, surprised golden eyes

She seems like a deer caught in the headlights, too surprised by this maiden’s courage to function

You eagerly make use of this

“Did you get mine?”, you whisper back

She’s shocked, and gasps when you move closer to her and set your hand on her hip

She nods, shakily

You can’t help but think she’s adorable this way

For a moment, she shakes her head and stands straighter

A squeeze of her hip is enough to make her fall back into her rather submissive, curious state

“Did you like them? I liked yours a lot”, you ask, your words true

Yet, Cassandra doesn’t seem to feel like answering

She’s looking quite shocked, adorably so

As though she believed her attempt at flattering and wooing you wouldn’t lead to anything

You can’t help but take small advantage of this. You’re so curious about her

Cassandra tugs her arm for a moment as you grasp her hand, her eyes widening a little when you feel the paper underneath her fingers

Now you feel surprised, too

“I want to taste your lips”

You tilt your head a little, and she follows your movement. A small blush covers her cheeks, and her eyes don’t quite meet yours

You decide, now or never

“Ah~!”, she gasps when you grasp her lower back and pull her closer, her lips smudged against yours

It seems, this brings her back to what is happening

Her hands, having hovered in the air, now rest on your hips and pull you closer to her at last

You smile against her lips. You too, wanted to taste hers

#cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #bela dimitrescu #touch starved anon

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macgyvermedical · 5 months ago

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Let's Talk ESRD and Dialysis

Have you thanked your kidneys today? Do you feel grateful when you pee? How about when you eat a little too much potassium or drink a little too much water, do you really enjoy feeling confident that your kidneys will just dispose of the excess?

If so, you probably know the alternative.

About 10% of the world's population has a condition called Chronic Kidney Disease, or CKD. About 2 million of those people are in End Stage Renal Disease (ESRD) and require dialysis or a kidney transplant to live.

Your kidneys are amazing things. They are two organs that sit outside of the sac that hold the rest of the abdominal organs, called the peritoneum. They take in blood from the body, determine the levels of electrolytes, water, and waste products in that blood, and remove the waste products and excess electrolytes and water.

They also have secondary tasks. They monitor the amount of red blood cells in your blood and send out hormones that entice the bone marrow to make more when we're low. They also monitor blood pressure and release hormones that raise that blood pressure when it gets low.

Lots of things can hurt the kidneys. For example, poorly controlled high blood pressure and poorly controlled diabetes are among the top reasons why kidneys fail. Additionally, being dehydrated while engaging in strenuous exercise or taking medications like ibuprofen or naproxen (any NSAIDs) can cause kidney damage.

We measure how well the kidneys are working via the Glomerular Filtration Rate, or GFR. This is a measure of (essentially) how much blood in milliliters the kidneys filter per minute. 90 or higher is normal, while a GFR of 15 or lower is considered ESRD.

So let's say someone has a GFR of less than 15 and the decision is made to start them on dialysis and put them on the kidney transplant list. What options do they have?

Well, they need to figure out if they want to do hemodialysis or peritoneal dialysis.

In hemodialysis, the patient is hooked up to a machine that runs their blood across a special membrane. On the other side of the membrane, a solution called dialysate draws excess water, electrolytes, and waste products from the blood. Hemodialysis is usually done at a dialysis center for 3-5 hours, 3 times per week.

Hemodialysis is better for patients who have either failed home peritoneal dialysis or can't or aren't comfortable with doing the technical part of the job by themself at home. There is also a social component, where dialysis is a chance to meet and interact with other people who are going through the same things they are.

People who undergo hemodialysis have to have some kind of "access", or a way for the blood to come out of their body, go through a machine, and go back into their body. For some people, this is a dialysis catheter that is inserted into the person's chest and looks like this:

It can also be a fistula. A fistula is the surgical connection between a vein and an artery in the arm or leg. Over time, this connection becomes large and rubbery, and each time dialysis is done, two needles (one to remove blood, and one to return it) are placed in the fistula. A fistula often looks like this:

In peritoneal dialysis, the patient instills the dialysate directly into the sac that holds their abdominal organs. The sac itself acts as the membrane, and dialysate draws the electrolytes, water, and waste directly through the sac wall. They then wait a certain number of hours, and drain the dialysate. This can be done manually by the patient during the day, or at night while the patient sleeps with a machine called an automatic cycler. Usually peritoneal dialysis is done every day, with 2-4 cycles of 4 hours per cycle.

People using peritoneal dialysis also need a form of access, but instead of it being to their blood stream, it is to their peritoneum. Here's what that looks like:

The catheter is placed surgically into the peritoneum, and stays there all the time, even in between dialysis sessions.

Someone using peritoneal dialysis has to be very careful when they are accessing their dialysis catheter. This is because the biggest problem with peritoneal dialysis is the risk of a life threatening infection called peritonitis. Someone who gets peritonitis too many times may need to switch to hemodialysis.

Here is what a manual exchange looks ilke:

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Someone may choose to do peritoneal dialysis over hemodialysis because it affords more freedom to keep a job or do daily tasks like keeping house. People who do PD also don't have to find rides to the dialysis center. However, they do have to take on more of the responsibility for making sure they do treatments correctly and be able to keep accurate records of the treatments they give themselves. Peritoneal dialysis also tends to be less taxing on the body, and have fewer side effects than hemodialysis when done correctly.

#writing reference #nursing #dialysis #Youtube

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villainsview · 4 months ago

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All stories start somewhere, but the beginning isn’t always as interesting, so let’s cut right to the chase. That’s also my name, Chase Fetcher, but you’ll find most people just call me Fetch. Now, let’s rush over the important stuff you need to know. * I got my medical degree in the army; * I found out black market organ trade pays much better than a monthly salary; * I got busted and lost everything, but people still wanted my services; * I’m a quick study and expanded my expertise; * Now I’m a modern-day mercenary specialised in kidnapping, “gentle” persuasion, organ harvesting and...waste disposal.

Such goes Fetch's introduction in the first chapter of Villain's View!

Welcome, dear reader, to the VV dedicated blog, where I shall slowly repost each chapter of VV onto tumblr for better readability and accessibility because DeviantArt's mobile access is garbage 🗑️

Some CW: This story contains several uncomfortable themes including: kidnapping, murder, torture, SA, abuse, neglect, blood and gore.

In other words: DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT!

Below you'll find the masterlist that will (eventually) link all chapters together. Further down, you'll find extra info on some of the characters, VV-related WIPs I'm working on, other VV-related (crossover) series, mini-series, one shots and information regarding requests.

Requests are currently closed.

Villain's View

Chapter 1 - All Stories Start Somewhere

Chapter 2 - The Blood Under My Nails

Chapter 3 - That's Life

Chapter 4 - It Takes Guts

Chapter 5 - Dig Deep

Chapter 6 - Hit The Road Jack

Chapter 7 - Country Roads...Sorta

Chapter 8 - Take Me Home?

Chapter 9 - Good Soup

Chapter 10 - Don't Go

Chapter 11 - Just Fine

Chapter 12 - Not So Fine

Chapter 13 - Not Fine At All

Chapter 14 - Fine, But...

Chapter 15 - Trust

Chapter 16 - All Stories End Sometime

Villain's View Characters

Main characters:

Chase Fetcher

Erick James

Prominent side characters:

Peter Allard

Matthew Bishop

Keira Thorne

Jack Garland

Tito Rana

Jonas

Ethel

Others:

Mike Tracy

Harrison James

Mercedes Grant

Victim's View: Some Stories Continue - the long-awaited sequel to Villain's View!

Your Move - crossover AU by @scarletfish8eta (complete!) My Move - the thrilling sequel (complete!) Our Move - the chaotic conclusion (complete!) Consequences - the brainrot was real (in progress...) Polycule Harem College Murder Mystery Sitcom (AU) - ...long story (in progress...) Fantasy AU - Where VV and the whole YM plot make a brief cameo (in progress...)

Long story short: Consequences is an AU sequel to the YMO AU and the poly harem college AU is an AU sequel to Consequences.

Medwhump May 2024 - A medical whump event where I chose to focus on the VV universe on my event participation blog: @whumpsmith-participates

The Demona Case The Marz Case The Aquara Case The Carter-McLaughlann Case (scrapped) YMO Xmas Special Dilf in Distress

Requests are currently closed.

Psssst! You! Yeah you! Would you like to hire a professional kidnapper? Follow this link and tell Fetch all the details he needs: Name, age, picture, reason for kidnapping, torture-limits and additional notes. And you just might be his next client! Disclaimer: I have limited spoons and some requests may be rejected. Requests sent while I'm not taking any are automatically rejected.

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baji-sideblog · 6 months ago

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tw. Bully, exes that are doodoo

The ocs see Mc crying after their ex friend or worker treat them wrong like they are crossing the street, or heading out to work.

Sorry this took so long it got buried in my drafts

Cw death, mentions of blackmail, someone getting beaten up (not darling), Rider eating someone (not mc), poisoning

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For Luka let’s say he sees your coworker treating you wrong when he comes in to bring you food like he usually does.

Luka is automatically pissed and goes into protective mode over you, transforming into his werewolf form barring his teeth at your coworker snapping at them to back off. Once they run off one of his heads is nuzzling you close licking your cheek trying to soothe you while the other head is on guard watching out if anyone is coming.

He’ll stay with you after that in his werewolf form still on high alert his arms around you protectively as his two heads nuzzle you licking your face occasionally. Even after you’ve calmed down he refuses to leave until you’re home. After you’re home Luka sniffs out your coworker finding their home and breaks in with ease before dragging them out to the woods to dispose of them.

Mandus a coworker of yours. He comes into the store to see you and get a coffee to help him do a long night of paperwork he had to bring with him from work. When he sees your coworker harassing you Mandus waste no time grabbing them by the back of their shirt yanking them away from you with enough force to make them stumble.

He’ll drag your coworker outside telling you not to worry about anything, that he’ll sort them out. Once the two of them are outside and away from anyone’s view Mandus will beat the crap out of the person. Telling them to quit and never return or else Mandus will give them a more proper lesson. He’ll come back inside afterwards checking on you standing on guard.

For Quinn we’ll be doing an ex friend. When they see your ex friend spat out disgusting words at you Quinn is soon in front of you telling them to leave right there blowing smoke at them. Once they’re gone Quinn picks you up and takes you to their home. Cuddling you close and ordering you your favorite food. Once your asleep Quinn looks for any information they can find to ruin your ex friends life.

If there is nothing they can use against your ex friend information wise then they’ll get their hands a little dirty. They’ll subtly spread the rumor to their fans about your ex friend how horrible they are. And smear them subtly enough so they couldn’t get in trouble, but clear enough for their more zealous fans to harass the ex-friend nonstop till they break them down.

Rider as your stalker is constantly watching you when he’s not busy with work. So he could see the growing tension between you and your coworker. He was quick to give your coworker a warning to be nicer or else he would devour them. Though one day after he finished a tattooing session with a client and went to watch you he saw your coworker snapping at you.

Rider stormed into the convenient store and punched your coworker right there. He stands in front on you protectively growling at your coworker to run. Once they start running off Rider turns to you kissing your face and checking on you. He’ll give you one last kiss telling you he’ll be back and leaves the store stalking after your coworker based off their scent. Once he catches up to your coworker he’ll drag them to the side and eat them alive.

Topaz has always tried monopolizing your time scaring off most people who try to get closer to you. But with a coworker she has a tougher time because not everyone can just up and quit their job, plus she doesn’t want to overwhelm you with work that would take your time away from her. When she hears from you about one of your coworkers giving you a hard time Topaz is furious holding you close and promising you she’ll take care of it.

She makes a deadly poison and sneaks into the break room of the store lacing it in the food of your coworker while you’re on not working. She watches from the shadows with wicked delight seeing them eat their poisoned food and fall onto the ground in pain. Coughing up blood squirming on the floor dying after a few minutes. Topaz heads to your home after the deed is done to give you lots of cuddles and feed you plenty of sweet treats her tail wagging at being by your side.

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#yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #the nightshift gang #yandere x reader #rider velic #luka komso #quinn arburn #mandus bloodworth #topaz lazuli #tw: yandere

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jaztice · 3 months ago

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Avoiding the Locked Door Dilemma, a.k.a. TTRPG Advice That Nobody Really Asked For

So, if you’ve played a TTRPG before, you’ve probably come across the following problem. Someone is attempting a task (say, opening a locked door) that, if not completed, will bring the story to a screeching halt. The momentum of the game hinges on a single die roll. Success? Your story continues without issue. Failure? The path ahead is closed to you, and to continue, you must pick your way backwards and find another way forward.

It’s pretty unsatisfying for players when they try to do something, fail, and then… nothing else really happens. As GMs, how can we avoid this situation arising?

I’ll tell you how: STOP ROLLING FOR EVERY SINGLE ACTION!

Or more politely put: I’d suggest you consider all the elements of a situation before calling for a roll to be made.

What I tend to do (and this may work for you too, or it may not, this is an opinion piece so whatever, grain of salt etc etc) is consider the following three things: how much TIME they have, the TOOLS at their disposal, and their TRAINING (or talent, or whatever) with what they want to do. Here’s how it works.

Let’s say your player is trying to get through a locked door and has decided to pick the lock. If they have 1) the training and/or talent to pick locks, 2) the right tools at their disposal, and 3) plenty of time, DON’T MAKE THEM ROLL. Just let them do their thing and continue on with the story.

Likewise, if the player has decided to pick the lock and has NO training or talent with that ability, NO tools to do it, and NO time to figure out how to do it, DON’T MAKE THEM ROLL. Just automatically fail them or say they straight up can’t do it. Yes, you can do that. Saying no is an important skill, GMs. Learn it.

But when, might you be asking, DO you ask the players to roll? Well, when they only have SOME of those three things! The more of the things they have, the easier their roll should be.

Let’s say your player trying to get through a locked door has the training/talent AND the tools to do so, but not the time. A guard is rounding the corner and will see them if they can’t pick the lock fast enough. NOW you make them roll, because there are stakes! There’s not only a condition for success, but also for failure. If this player fails, they get spotted by the guard. Having conditions for BOTH success and failure moves the story forward and keeps things engaging.

Similarity, if a player doesn’t have the training/talent to pick locks but DOES have the tools and plenty of time, have them make a roll as well! The failure condition, however, should be appropriate to the situation. If they fail, maybe the lock picks break inside the door with their attempt, or they waste valuable time and now they can hear someone in the hallway heading towards the room they’re in. If possible, make the failure conditions clear BEFORE rolling, or at least allude to them. If someone doesn’t want to risk it, they should be able to back out beforehand.

The same thing applies if your player only has one of the three, though the stakes and difficulty of the roll will likely be much higher. If a player skilled with lock picking has no tools and very little time, they probably won’t be able to pick the lock. BUT… they might be able to hide in the room so they aren’t seen. Be sure to make it clear to the player that their suggested approach to the situation likely won’t fail or is outright impossible. That way, they can understand the appropriate risks involved and make an informed decision.

And this doesn’t just apply to locked doors! If your players are at a fancy gala and want to seduce one of the nobles, think of time, training, and tools! Is this noble popular or busy? Their time is probably limited, and so is the seduction window of opportunity. Is your player wearing fine and well-fitted clothes? Then they have the right tools for the job! Is your player well trained in the art of seduction and manipulation? Maybe, maybe not. Whether or not you call for a roll should always be relative to the situation at hand, but make sure there are always stakes for success AND failure.

In summary, stop making your players roll for every little thing. Consider time, tools, and training. Make rolls MATTER.

Happy gaming!

#ttrpg #DnD #ttrpg advice #D&D #ttrpg community #my post

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odditycircus-2002 · 1 year ago

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Medusa!Reader and Shang Tsung in Mortal Kombat 1 Story Mode Part 10

Spoilers for MK1 Story Mode ahead: Proceed with caution

You went with Liu Kang, Geras, Sindel and her daughters, Tanya, and the former Lin Kuei brothers who saved you, back to Ying's Fortress in Earthrealm. You made your way to the main courtyard with Sindel along with the two ninja brothers. Occasionally taking out any soldiers posted on guard duty, which included you turning them into stone before they could scream and tipping them over the steep cliff the walls sit on. When you arrived there, you followed Sindel to shut down the soul stealers when splitting up the group on behalf of Lord Liu Kang's suggestion.

There you did what you do best in combat, cutting down enemies with your blades and poisoning the rest, sometimes even using their stone selves as shields. While Sindel knows that even the Healers in her court are taught some combat, it's still a bit surprising to be reminded of your more violent tendencies. Although, you both missed being in one another's company even with kombat involved.

Unfortunately, you could do nothing as some floating hooded figure sent Mileena and Tanya flying into another section of the courtyard, not when you were busy trying not to get your head sliced off. Even worse, some soldiers were quick thinkers and used their shields or swords to spot you when you took off your mask. Fortunately, you were able to rely on the others, including Liu Kang, to occasionally help take out Shao's loyal soldiers in your blindspots. It wasn't too long before every one of the soldiers was disposed of and the soul stealers disposed of. You quickly rush to the women's side when you see them, already conjuring a thousand different scenarios on how they may need healing. However, what you weren't expecting was to find the floating hooded figure wearing the face of Outworld's late Emperor, Jerrod. Jerrod who has always treated everyone in the palace, including you and your fellow trainees, well. The Emperor who saw you, a young woman from nowhere, had great potential. When you saw that it is him, you gave a bow.

"My Emperor, how we have all missed you, dearly."

"You seem to have come far, Y/N. Please, attend to Tanya. I believe she may be suffering from broken bones."

You don’t waste time getting to work and luckily for you and Tanya, her ribs weren’t broken as much as some were cracked and internal bleeding. Both which isn’t hard for you to fix with a little magic. You’re also not surprised to hear from Jerrod that it wasn’t Li Mei’s fault for his death. But one problem at a time, all of you have two Sorcerers to defeat.

Kuai Liang and you lead the others through the maze of tunnels within the mountain until you find the gigantic chamber housing the Dragon Army. You had to swallow back some venom that threatened to spill from your lips, not noticing how a few drops spilled on the stone warrior you hid behind when you found Shang Tsung and Quan-chi smugly watching their animated army train for the upcoming battle. To think, in a past timeline, you would’ve joined them in their heinous crimes!

You glance towards Sindel in concern when Mileena offers to distract the Sorcerers so the rest of you can surround them. Luckily, the heiress’s plan goes off without a hitch thanks to her compelling performance that would’ve had you fooled. You sprang into action at Mileena’s signal, automatically going for Shang Tsung’s neck only to barely avoid a magical blast from Quan-chi, thanks to Mileena’s last-minute interference. Shang Tsung reaches for his neck before letting out a patronizing chuckle. Quan-chi smirks in amusement.

”For someone that appears to hate you so much, she seems incredibly determined to end you herself.”

”A most romantic gesture.”

You give a hiss “Will it still be considered one when I make you watch me tear out your beating heart?”

You and Mileena fight together against the Deadly Alliance, your hydromancy being the perfect counter against Shang Tsung’s fire magic. It felt good seeing the Sorcerer’s smug expression morph into one of fear when they almost repeatedly get bit by your snakes or you. Mileena managed to knock out the crown Shang Tsung used to control the Dragon Army during the fight. When the Sorcerer realizes it’s no longer on his head, you put one scythe to this throat and one to Quan-chi’s to keep either of them from reaching for it. Yet nothing could ever be that easy, could it?

You expected to see the Sorceress Lord Liu Kang warned about earlier, rather than another version of Shang Tsung and… You??? Your counterpart was lovingly holding the other Shang’s arm and wearing a complimenting regal outfit like him. What shocked you the most was that she had your features, but Ashe wasn’t wearing a mask! It also appears the Shang Tsung, you know, seemed just as baffled. Your other self’s gaze landed on you with such contempt that it threatened to make you curl into a ball. You let out an undignified squeak when she grabs your face with her claws, threatening to break the skin.

“I have to agree, darling husband. Even with our interference, she barely proved useful. What more, your poor copy lost this one to a bloody savage.”

She then pushed you away, causing you to stumble in place. You barely heard Liu Kang explaining what’s happening as Your mind reels from the information that another YOU not only caused your accident but is also MARRIED to Shang Tsung?!? And apparently, Lord Liu Kang once turned another version of you into sand at your request?!?

”Of course, I tried to make Shang Tsung in my timeline but it just couldn’t beat the original.”

Your counterpart gives a longing look toward the other Shang Tsung, who takes her hand to kiss it.

”So when he found me again, I was so overjoyed that I didn’t mind exterminating all life in my timeline. Not as long as I can be his side for all times.”

”Always”

You felt like vomiting at the two Titans. Your other self giggled when the Shang Tsung and Quan-chi you knew voiced their outrage at being pawns and left to slaughter. Titan Shang Tsung then holds the crown the other Sorcerers made up to your Titan Counterpart, requesting a kiss for good luck. She obliged, causing a venomous glow to spread throughout the crown from her lips before Titan Shang Tsung crumpled it like paper to control all the souls within it. They both bid all of you goodbye before teleporting away, leaving behind a dark alternate, Sindel and Raiden. You hold up your scythe to Shang Tsung’s throat once more.

”If I sense any treachery from you or Quan-chi, I will finish you both.”

Shang Tsung only gives a chuckle as he agrees that’s fair enough.

It would appear that all of you were facing foes more powerful than initially thought when the other Sindel shrieked to halt you long enough for Raiden to electrocute the ground. This attack causes Mileena’s serum to wear off and her Tarkatan symptoms to become apparent, giving her enough edge to defeat Raiden. But there was still the other Sindel to handle.

You always knew your Empress to be a force of nature, but this new one was entirely new! All of you fought her at once, but she annihilated you like you were nothing but bugs to her. This Sindel knew to use her hair to strike you in the head before your stone gaze could affect her, causing you to fall to the ground and hit your head against the stone beneath with a resounding CRACK.

When you came too, your ears rang, and everything sounded underwater, the world around you shaking. Your head feels fuzzy, and you distantly note that you may have a concussion. However, when the name "Sindel" is heard, your hearing and vision immediately focus again. Kitana was shaking you and telling you Sindel was severely injured. You swiftly get into action as you are led/dragged by Kitana to wear a bleeding Sindel lies.

You feel your face pale behind your mask, and your heart races before you steady yourself and narrow your eyes in determination. You first use water from your flask to wash away the excess blood from Sindel to see where the bleeding is coming from, then you tear open her clothing for better access. You bark for Jerrod to carefully bend Sindel's knees and for him and Kitana to talk gently to her and keep her awake. You then dig into your apothecary bag to pull out some pain-killing seeds for Sindel to chew on before you get to work stuffing gauze in her wound, and then more cause before attempting to patch her up with a slightly wettened bandage. However, soon, more blood leaks through and completely drenches it, and Sindel's skin becomes cold and pasty. It's as you feared; the other Sindel stabbed her in the stomach artery and lost blood too fast.

You've never been the praying type but you fervently pray to Deliah and Argus under your breath to save Sindel.

"I'll do anything asked of me and pay any boon, just please, please, please, save Sindel. Save my dear friend. "

Sindel puts her hand over yours.

"You did your best, Y/N"

Your eyes fill with tears as you are gently pushed to the side by Kitana so She, Mileena, and her father can be around Sindel as she takes her last breath, naming Mileena Empress of Outworld. Your hands are still stained with her blood. Although Jerrod absorbs Sindel's soul into his body, it comforts you little, knowing you failed. You reluctantly follow Lord Lui Kang out of the fortress, leaving behind Sindel's body.

A/N: I make no apologies. 😈😈😈

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cowboyviolence · 4 months ago

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*I specifically mean the action of scooping out waste and soiled litter and leaving behind the clean litter, NOT the action of fully disposing all litter and replacing it

Further instructions: Count how often you intend to scoop the litter box, even if it is empty. Furthermore, count how often you intend to scoop the box, despite things like chronic illness/disability or other life circumstances preventing you from doing so. I'm trying to gague what people THINK they should be doing, not trying to shame people for their habits

#inspired by an ad that REALLY confused me becuase it implied a much longer time between scoops than i thought was normal

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meta-susie · 5 months ago

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[ficlet, set during planet robobot, after the first battle with mecha knight. cw for slight body horror]

“You came back.” It was Susie’s hushed voice, her breath on his ear. Meta jerked back, blinking the heavy sleep from his eyes.

It was true – he was back in Susie’s lab, reclining in that godawful restrainer. There was a pounding in his head, and the blue glow of Susie’s eyes in the low light made it worse. He risked a glance downward and saw metal and wiring spilling from a gaping wound in his side.

“Thank you for letting me fix you,” Susie whispered. Her gloved hands were busy at work with the wiring.

Meta leaned back and gritted his teeth. “I did not come back.” Sharp sparks of pain shot up his side. “Your machinery brought me back.”

Susie snapped her pliers together. “Same thing, Mecha Knight.” Her bloodstained gloves reached for a needle and medical thread. The next moment he felt the tiny stabs and painful stretch of flesh of the wound being sewn up. Meta Knight tried to focus on his breathing.

“Come on…” Susie’s faraway voice cooed. “You know how to get through this, my knight.” She giggled. “Or do you want to hear my voice?”

She began to sing softly: “Noble Haltmann, we adore him…”

The needle kept stabbing him. Meta closed his eyes and listened.

“Kingly lord of time and space!”

Despite himself, Meta’s brain automatically anticipated each word, his lips forming the lyrics of their own accord. To his horror, he heard himself join in.

“We implore you, dear Haltmann…”

They finished the verse. “I’m glad you came back, Mecha Knight.” Susie’s voice was quiet, genuine. Finished with his wound, she tied a knot with the thread and neatly snipped off the excess. Meta let out a breath. The pain was still there, but it had dulled into a manageable ache. “Obviously, you’ll have to undergo some upgrades,” She said, her voice returning to its usual overly-chipper tone. “But your organic system needs to be strong enough.” She stripped off the blood-soaked gloves and dropped them in the trash. “You need a few days’ rest.”

“Thanks for the vacation time,” he muttered sardonically.

Susie was washing her hands in a wheeled sink. “That little pink kid is a lot more powerful than we realized. I’ll ask Mother Computer to upgrade you with top-of-the-line new tech. It’ll be a shock to your organic system, but I know you can take it, my knight.” She dried her hands on a pink checkered towel.

“Can I at least get some cooler upgrades this time?” he sighed.

“I’ll see what I can do.” Susie patted his cheek with damp, clammy hand. “Now, get some rest. Page a Haltworker if you need anything; I’ve lots of paperwork to get through. And Mr. Haltmann needs an explanation as to why a machine designed by the Mother Computer failed.”

With her lack of a mouth, Susie’s moods were often difficult to read – but not this time. Her repetitive movements as she tidied her workspace revealed clear anxiety. He watched her straighten the pliers on the table for the fourth time.

“Your machine worked perfectly,” he said softly. “It’s the man housing it that’s the problem.”

“Your self-preservative instincts need work, my knight.” Her words were chiding, but there was no hint of it in her tone – just a resigned sadness. “If I tell him that, he’ll order you disposed of. Company assets must not be wasted, you know. And I don’t want you disposed of.”

With that, she left the lab. Meta listened to the click of her heels down the hall until they faded away.

#my post #metasusie #ficlet #my writing

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plainshobbit · 3 months ago

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[It is with deepest regret and humble apologies that I must admit defeat and acknowledge that my submission for @inklings-challenge is not going to be finished in time. Poor thing is very rough and doesn't even have a proper name, but below is what I have typed so far.]

Inspired by True Events

Addis fumbled through his satchel with increasingly numb fingers, searching for the crystalline key attuned to his assigned hover bus. Once he had retrieved the item, he buried his hands deep into the pockets of his coat to warm them and keep from dropping the key in the predawn darkness. The weather had taken a drastic turn and the air was overly brisk for the beginning of autumn. He was thankful he had thought to re-attach the woolen inner lining his wife Chaya had knitted for his coat. With his vehicle located on the back row, the walk to his hover transport was a long one – straight into the north wind the entire way.

Finally approaching his craft, Addis groaned. The mechanics had taken his bus yesterday to perform “preventative maintenance” and whichever one of them had returned the vehicle to its stall had neglected to close and latch the passenger loading hatch. The twin doors swung open in the chill breeze. Annoyance and dread filled the hover bus driver. The last thing he needed was to spend time cleaning up after any creatures who had taken advantage of the open entrance to scavenge through his waste bins.

Lights automatically came on as he opened the driver’s hatch and confirmed his fears. Garbage from the bins lay strewn across the entrance well and down the center aisle of the hover bus. Stiffing an oath, Addis removed his satchel and laid it on the seat. Once he had inserted the control crystal into the power port behind the steering wheel, the craft awakened with a rhythmic hum. Addis was then able to flip a switch to turn on additional lights allowing him to further examine the situation. He retrieved a pair of disposable gloves from his bag and walked around to the passenger loading hatch to begin cleaning up.

After clearing rubbish from the entrance stairs, he looked up at the other yellow hover crafts vacating the lot to begin their routes. Only a few others remained parked in their stalls. He was definitely going to be late picking up the students he was responsible for transporting to their schools. Addis climbed the stairs and triggered the communication box built into the console of his vehicle to inform the dispatch crew of the delay before continuing to clean up the mess.

He had cleared about half the length of the bus when he heard a rustling sound at the back of the transport.

Addis froze.

He was not alone.

Chastising himself for not taking precautions to ensure that his ‘visitors” had already left, he carefully backed out of the hover bus. Addis moved to the back of the vehicle’s exterior and slowly opened the rear emergency hatch – giving whatever creature or creatures lay within an additional exit.

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[Anyone care to take a guess at what Addis finds?]

#inklingschallenge #team tolkien #theme: patience #story: unfinished

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kelvinwatertech · 2 years ago

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Semi Automatic Composter Machine

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Conclusion

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elaineas-elysian · 2 years ago

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Hii could I request a headcanon if the diamoms are still alive or came back after being dead if thats possible? tyy <3

☕ //Admin’s Note: Hello there Anon! As always, thank you so much for sending a Request! This is my Visionary and my Perspective on if the Diaboys Mother’s we’re still Alive and was assumingly resurrected from death Itself, so anything that is written is my personal opinion and mainly scenario towards this situation. Again, thank you for the request Anon!

So Firstly, I would like to say that beforehand in order for all of the Diabolik Mother’s to awaken from the dead again, some form of Resurrection would had to have taken place somewhere, or caused by something, or of course someone. At first, none of the Sakamaki Brothers realized that their Mothers came back from the dead in some form of way, but sooner they picked up on the familiarized scent which they automatically knew who the person was. At first, the Triplets we’re in disbelief, I mean, how and why did they get resurrected and what exactly was the reasoning behind this occurrence? The Triplets we’re absolutely sure that they finished off Cordelia once and for all, Kanato even found her heart detached from her body, so how exactly was it possible for Cordelia to psychically regain her power within her appearance again. Reiji was absolutely conflicted towards his feelings, he watched his mother take her final breath before passing away entirely due to being killed by a Vampire Hunter, but in this case she was alive, and she was infact there, but Reiji couldn't get into acceptance towards that, but it gave him another chance to finally inflict the pain that he has delt with towards his own Mother, Beatrix.

The Sakamaki Brothers we're gathered in their Living Room, waiting for the appearance of their Mothers to be bestowed right before their very eyes. At first, Beatrix appeared which gave an exuse for the Triplets to exit the room from this situation, but as soon as they met eyes with Cordelia everything changed. Ayato was already plotting ways to kill off Cordelia once and for all and even cursed her out for even existing in general, question how she managed to Manifest her Powers and Abilities once more. Cordelia returning to her old ways, was already manipulating Laito and giving him a “Warm Welcoming.” Kanato was standing their in the corner speaking to teddy, speachless but also infuriated. Reiji not so greatly greeting his mother went up to his Laboratory, and Shu slept rebelling obedience towards his own mother. After the situation that happened to Edgar, Shu thought everything was pointless and a waste of time.

Subaru was out of this picture (Considering that Christa has only perished in some Routes, but not all.) I can picture the Triplets feeling Conflictual towards the Situation considering that they did plan this thoroughly to get rid of Cordelia once and for all, so for the next Attempt, they know now that it takes more than just burning her to Ashes, they had to somehow get rid of Cordelia’s heart and dispose it. (For this Scenario, let's just say as a Hypothesis if Cordelia’s heart never got transplanted into Yui’s body, therefore making her spirit connected with Yui’s in some form of way.) Furthermore, Reiji has already plotted ways to put his Mother through an endless amount of torture. He wasn’t expecting this resurrection, but it only has given him countless of opportunities to finally put an end to his grieving, just like the Triplets and their Mother, Cordelia. Although they won't be able to Traumatically move on from these past events, their feelings will still remain towards their Mother’s whether they are Alive or Deceased. This Resurrection was formed by Richter in someplace/ location in the Demon World.

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