#be nice i havent written i years

[shuusagi]

One Month

Brahms Heelshire x Reader

You had taken the nanny job for the Heelshires.

3 months with a doll, shouldn't be that hard to handle.

That was until you began to hear the house creak and groan

You were alone right?

You could swear your bed had a dip in it from someone else laying down.

You could have sworn you felt eyes on you 24/7.

There was a burning sensation in your face and tummy when you would get naked, feeling as if someone was watching carefully.

Upon the third week, things had finally settled. Just an old house you convinced yourself. You began to form a rhythm with brahms that worked for the both of you

Malcolm would come and bring groceries every week, but you never grew attached to him. Something was off, he was too nice.

Then it happened. The voice of a child began echoing down the halls.

What the hell?? Since when did this become a haunted house?

It happened first when you were in the bath, you knew you were sitting in there too long but you didn't think the doll brahms would become possessed??

It happens whenever you don't follow the rules, at first it was freaky but then you got used to it. It became the norm a month and a half in.

Then the letter arrived. The Heelshires were leaving their estate to you. What? You had to read it over several times.

You pondered over the idea of moving here. You didn't have family or friends really, perhaps a new chance at life was exactly what you needed.

Then it happened.

You were drying your hair in front of a mirror. You seen it. You KNEW you seen it. A porcelain face peering from behind the door frame.

A. Fucking. Face

A TALL FUCKING FACE

It disappeared as fast as you noticed it. What the hell.

Okay should you stay here? No. No way

You quickly pack your things up and began to leave.

But there was only one problem

The door was locked. And so was the other. And the other.

Panic begins to set in, you're running into the kitchen to grab a knife.

You can't breathe. The home feels so suffocating all of a sudden

Then you hear your voice in the same child tone. But this time it was right behind you.

What. The. Fuck

You turn around quickly, pointing your knife in the direction of the door.

And at the door, is a 6'3" man in the porcelain mask you seen earlier.

You scream, you scream and panic and run over the other side of the bed to create distance

Oh god

You're flailing the knife everywhere as the tall man carefully walks towards you with his palms up in the air facing you.

"Y/n calm down. It's me.. brahms"

You scream even louder, shaking all over

He walks up placing his hands on the bed directly opposite to yours. God he's huge. And hairy, wait what?

"I want to play a game."

"I- wha- hell no!!"

"Find the keys, within a month." He is ignoring you

"What happens if I don't."

"Then you're mine".

TBC

[localcryptic]

WIP Wthursday WOOOOO!!

as tagged by @trebuchet151 and @westealtoys, thank you!!!

i've been so busy with school which, at the very least, means i have lots of wips! it also means i don't have time to finish anything but shhhh

today i have for youuu... gasp. writing??? that's right. Pre-Heartbreak Chargestep Fic In Progress. it was meant to be a short little snippet and instead i've written just under 3000 words before getting to the goddamn point. so enjoy a little slice of that!

and just for fun have some sketches as well :3 some completely unrelated ripley/ricardo chargestep art, aaaand Lilith and Quinn, who are Judas' and Al's puppets that are totally just girlbestfriends... mhm nothing more going on there (Lilith/Judas belongs to @b33tlejules :3)

i taaag @typhros, @autumnfangirler @crowshuh and @aurriearts :3

[propertyofkylar]

thanks - whitney x pc

“I’m sorry for getting you in trouble.”

You laid your hand on Whitney’s arm as he stared into the bathroom mirror. For once, it was just the two of you.

He rolled his eyes. “Idiot, I get in trouble all the time. It doesn’t matter.”

“Still,” you shifted your weight uncomfortably. You weren’t really sure why you were comforting him, when you were the one who was just assaulted. “You were just trying to defend me. It was…noble of you.”

“Noble?” Whitney snorted. “Please. I’m just protecting my property.”

Your hand subconsciously went to your shoulder where underneath your uniform Whitney’s toy was tattooed.

You weren't entirely sure where you stood with Whitney most of the time. He was always surrounded by his friends, doing things like stealing your clothes or making you flash random passersby.

And yet, he had kissed you and told you that you were his girlfriend now, and on the rare occasions you were alone like this, he could be...surprisingly tender.

"Yeah, well. Thanks anyway," you offered him a warm smile, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind his ear.

"If you weren't such a slut, you wouldn't even get into these situations, you know," Whitney shook his head, but he looked into your eyes with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"You're the one who banned me from wearing underwear," you retorted, folding your arms. "And from going into the girls bathroom."

"And you've been such an obedient little slut," Whitney reached out to trace his finger along your jawline, sending shivers up your spine. As quickly as he had reached out, though, he pulled his hand back, lighting a cigarette.

"You should go back to class. You care about that kinda shit," he turned away and waved you off.

You turned to leave, but something in you made you look back. Leaning in, you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek and mumbled "love you."

You saw his face flush before he ducked his head to hide from you as you scurried away.

"You better be out front when school lets out," Whitney called after you. "You still owe me a proper thanks!"

You couldn't help but smile as you headed to your classroom.

[menelaiad]

can I prompt you to talk about Menelaus sparing Helen I'm just like :chinhands: about everything u say about the house of atreus

hey, if you're willing to listen, i'm more than happy to talk - thank you!

so. again. we got Big Three versions.

menelaus says 'guys it's chill i'll kill her at home. let's all cool our jets' (this is the version in euripides)

menelaus goes to kill her himself. helen shows her boobs. menelaus suddenly very chill (this is also implied by euripides)

menelaus gets men to kill her. helen shows her boobs. men suddenly very chill (stesichorus)

CAN YOU GUESS WHICH TWO I DESPISE? no. fr. the last two (the boob two) are far too dependent on helen being vain. and helen .... almost not feeling any guilt or shame from what's happened. and we know that's not true from the iliad. these two, to me, are classic. THIS IS JUST HOW HOT HELEN WAS propaganda. cause yknow. ur a greek/roman/ancient dude and you hear that helen of sparta showed you her boobs like 'damn bro i wouldn't kill her either ahahahaha pass the wine, maximus'.

but helen was never vain. she was never arrogant. she was confident and self-assured. but it's pretty much everyone AROUND helen that comments on her beauty and stuff. she never really does herself? which is another fascinating element of her character tbh. so her doing THIS as a means to be spared? doesn't suit me. do i think helen wanted to die/was willing to die? no. but i think she would have gone about pleading for her life a different way, y'know? also i hate the whole 'her tits got her into this mess they'll get her out of it' like shut UP. menelaus is not 12. he's fucking 60 odd at this point. he is tired. he is wounded. he is so beyond mentally well. give him some respect. he wouldn't have been blind sided by this.

but i don't think menelaus EVER planned to kill her. i can accept euripudes' version cause i think there would have been a lot of greek men that would have wanted to see helen dead. it makes sense yknow? they dont see the full narrative. the big picture. as far as they're concerned helen ran away. loads of people died. and now she's gonna get away with it. they're not narrative aware enough to see all the cogs of fate and the gods and all this. so i can respect that some greeks would have wanted her to suffer and menelaus would have risked a fuckin riot if he outright said 'nah lads she's fine lets crack on' so the whole 'wait til we get home' narrative is a good way for him to save time. to buy him and helen some time to come up with a plan, a story. to hear each other out. to work through stuff. they don't get back to sparta for like. 10 more years. they can EASILY have come up with some reason why she's not been killed yet. or why he's not gonna go through with it/why it's all worked out.

in regards to menelaus never wanting to kill her, i believe that because of how menelaus behaves in the iliad. menelaus is constantly lamenting the deaths of the greeks. the needless death and suffering. how these men are working and sacrificing to get helen back. to bring her HOME. what would killing her do? another senseless death. all the sacrifice for naught because menelaus doesnt get his wife back. he goes back to sparta alone. as if he never even went to fucking troy and tried to get her back?????

and also because menelaus loves her. despite everything he loves her and he never stopped. it's why i really like his portrayal in IOA even if he is a giant ass clown. he's a man desperate to get his wife back. and he's under the impression they're just gonna go to troy and get her back. simple as. two months tops. he's frantic and desperate and willing to try anything to get her back (yo bro kill ur daughter for me kthx). and i don't think that desire to get her back changes. menelaus grows more subdued and quiet. and has less fire. but he's still trying. he goes toe to toe with paris, is willing to take on hektor. menelaus is very much: 'i am dying at troy or i am leaving with my wife' and how is that not love? it's literally. he is going to get her back or die trying.

(also idk how much people value to fall of troy texts that are around but like. menelaus kills deiphobus in those. when dei is with helen. the man is insane in those moments he could easily have took helen out too in his madness. but he doesn't. also also. when he's in the horse and he hears helen, he's said to 'groan' when he remembers her and given the context of the other men weeping and stuff. this is like. a groan of pain. hearing helen's voice after so long and remembering her. HURTS him. he's missed her so much.)

menelaus and helen loved each other. you see it in odyssey 4. the healing they must have gone through in those 10 years. is so admirable and powerful. and they did it because they wanted to. because they were gonna see this out. they were gonna make this work. and even zeus acknowledges it. because he lets menelaus into elysium just to be with helen (his own DAUGHTER) for eternity. even though menelaus has LITERALLY no elysium qualities. not even zeus cant bear to separate these two.

they're just so fucking powerful.

[atigrado]

i really hope i dont sound like a hater here cuz i truly do love mizuki (and water is wet...) but this event laid bare my biggest gripe with colopale regarding mizukis ambiguous identity.

the scenes showcasing mizukis struggles are too vague on purpose. with mizu5 on the horizon i cant help but notice theyre deliberately giving room for both a cis gnc and trans reading, maybe if this was any other game, if colopale hadnt chosen the most predatory monetization model imaginable, i would give them more grace and say "well, you dont need to say transgender or gender identity disorder to have a trans narrative" but as it stands it wouldn't surprise me if they have different versions of mizuki5 and are deciding which to use depending on what would give them more money.

with all of that in my head i struggled to connect with the story, i didnt feel for mizuki as much as i could have, with blank canvas i cried at multiple points, i felt both pain and hope alongside ena and thats because enas story doesnt need to juggle two different themes, it's able to explore at depth one central premise directly.

trans ppl and cis gnc people do have shared experiences and have found solidarity with each other in the past but there are aspects that are unique to each, because of colopales inability to commit to either, mizukis story is only able to explore the surface level struggles of someone with an atypical gender expression and i think thats a damn shame bc i wanted so badly to like this event!!!

a part of prsks story is undeniably weaker and its all the fault of greedy dirty little colopale!!!! not only that but theres so many people who would connect with these characters but will never do bc this is a gacha game and theres smart ppl on this world for whom gacha is a dealbreaker!! god i wish that were me

[avirael]

FFxivWrite 2024

Day 18 - Hackneyed

With a curious expression A’viloh looked up to the giant statue of some saint in the middle of the plaza. It was beautifully crafted from a block of white stone and depitected a knight wearing cloak and armour. His face was hidden by a helmet.

“Don’t you think they all look the same somehow?”

“A bit. I assume this whole heroically fighting against the dragons story can get a little overused and repetitive in 1000 years…”, Rael offered and turned their attention to the statue in front of them too.

The Miqo’te furrowed his brows.

“But don’t you think each of them must have been a lot more individual than that with their own dreams and hopes? It doesn’t seem fair that they all look the same, their faces hidden by a mask…”

Somehow the idea of having all their stories reduced to almost identical, grey, expressionless faces of stone was a sad one. But Rael assumed that this was what time did to memories sometimes, once no one was left to remember their faces or how things had actuall happened.

“Maybe if our plan works, they one day built one of these for you or me too. The ears should be recognisable at least…”, Rael joked in an attempt to brighten the mood. “Saint A’viloh - he bravely fought against the dragon brood on the Steps of Faith and brought peace to Ishgard…”

But imagining that seemed to make A’viloh even more thoughtful. “I’m not sure I want to fight against the dragons. Vishap was already terrifying, can you imagine how horrible the great wyrms must be? Besides, don’t all saints die some horrible and painful death?”

“True…”, Rael mused. “But even though Iceheart may have a point, I don’t think this conflict can just be ended as easily as everybody seems to hope right now…”

“But aren’t they all tired of fighting by now? Isn’t all this talk of holy wars and heresy getting old?”, A’viloh asked and looked distressed, like he himself was already tired of it.

The Viera sighed and remembered their kins hatred for the Garleans. The conflict for Golmore was by far not that old yet as this war but had already produced so much bloodshed too.

“It’s not that easy, A’vi. A thousand years are a long time. One cruelty avenged by another and another and another. The Ishgardians? They were born and raised in this war, it’s everything they know. And the dragons? You heard Midgardsormr. They live long enough to remember all of this bloody war… It doesn’t matter anymore who was right in the first place. Neither of them are just going to give up and admit they were wrong. Both sides feel justified in their hate and this will make it difficult to find a peaceful solution…”

For a moment A’viloh was quiet, silently contemplating what Rael had said.

“But what can we do about this at all?”

“I don’t know. But you heard what Thordan said. And if the Ascians are involved behind the scenes, we can’t just ignore this. I have no perfect answer for solving this conflict but neither does Iceheart or Aymeric or anybody else… But we have to try anyway. Maybe together we can find a solution…”

[every-captain]

everyone has to like my fanfiction or i'll die...

why am i so sensitive about my writing in a way that I am not about art. I'm not good at art and i'm gonna be at peace with this. But the writing.... I'm not good at that either but i say that without an ounce of peace in my heart.

[brdcge]

@starshinc said: ❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜ - izuku for toshinori? 🥺

large hands are gentle as they run through green hair. there's a hum in toshinori's throat, a song to ease the young boy into a rest. toshinori was not the most amazing father figure -- he doesn't consider himself to be. but for izuku? he tries. he tries to be good, he tries harder than anything.

and it seems to be good enough, if izuku is asking him to stay. slowly, a smile comes onto his face. he shifts a bit, getting a bit more comfortable himself, before he continues gently stroking the top of izuku's head.

" i am not going anywhere, young midoriya. " a promise, and a bigger smile to seal it. " sleep. i'll be right here. "

ASSORTED DIALOG PROMPTS. / accepting!

[lunariiz]

@astralfist — ❝ ‘’be myself.‘’ what kind of garbage advice is that? ❞

★ — ❝ Yeah — They all say it , but none of them really want it . They only want you to be their idea of you . ❞

Teeth dig into his bottom lip, scraping dry skin until nothing remains. It’s all too familiar of a concept. Be yourself. The idealized version, that is. The you that everybody wants to see. Nobody really wants you. People who say otherwise just haven’t caught up, yet. You are meant to be confined between four walls. In the privacy of your bedroom, shared only with people who might understand you. You tend to be too much for people. The wrong kind of person they want to interact with. Annoying, overwhelming, freaky.Like it’s your fault you’re like this.

— ❝ It’s b-bullshit . ❞

The word is spit out, spiteful. He glares at nothing, lost in the brief surge of anger that overtakes him. Fingers begin to pick at his cuticles, digging and ripping until he snaps out of it and throws his hands in the air, exasperated

— ❝ Just te- tell me what to do ! What you really want ! You know ? ! ❞

[alltheoutsinfreeeee]

hey guys, remember how I said some plot bunnies were floating around in my brain? some of which being sickfics? though more accurately, they're emotional whump with only some of them being sickfics in the traditional sense--

ANYWAY (throws sneak peak at you and runs)

[alskyllhasarrived]

I love getting possessed by the spirit of a significantly more coordinated writer at 10:30 PM

[lazaruspiss]

hiiii my shame is now public <3

Little Princess (JayDickTalia): Dick and Talia have been together for a while now, and Talia thinks it’s only fair to spoil him from time to time, especially when he’s been such a good girl for her. (And she isn’t blind, she sees the way Jason looks at them when he thinks she won’t see. It’d be good for them both to get a reminder of who belongs to who.)

Rating/Warnings: Explicit

[grapecaseschoices]

zero pressure to respond to this or share anything about this, just wanted to say I saw this and love this 🥰 kendis with kiddos!!!!

aww. hehe ofc i will respond bc i appreciate that someone else appreciates the wonderfullness of such an image.

i have always felt that kendis would make an excellent parent and i love writing kendis with kids [and twice have played around in rp with them being a parent: 1. was a timey-wimey situation where kids from a possible future [and a grandchild!] showed up. 2. they became guardian of a missing friend's kids aka the only parent they remember. it isn't enough though. one day i really wanna write something with them and children, like the day to day fluffy stuff. the trouble. the woes. i had THOUGHTS but i havent had the energy for execution. ONE DAY.]

[undeniablycandycane]

I'm gonna be honest, the reason I don't write these days is that it's no longer fun. When I write I'm constantly worried about what people will think about it and worried that I'm not writing fast enough, my work is never good enough and I'm not willing to put in the effort these days to try and improve it because it's just distressing, constantly comparing myself to my favorite writers and not feeling like I'm getting anywhere. Writing has become a chore at best. I appreciate when people leave comments on my fics but I'm not really seeing any new comments on my old fics anymore so I don't bother.

That could change, but what has to change first is that I have to genuinely enjoy writing again and learn to do it for myself and not to please a crowd. I'm not going to put time and energy into something that makes me miserable. My time is much more valuable than that and I have less of it than I once did. (Btw none of you are to blame, this is a Me thing)

[girlwithnoface]

blorbo (my oc) from my shows (my head) has been on my mind lately

[trippol-threat]

He blames Trip. He isn’t completely sure why he blames Trip, but he blames him all the same. It couldn’t possibly be his own fault after all, and he can’t exactly blame T’Pol given the complete distaste between their two species, nor any of the other senior staff, so he blames Trip.