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miraakulous-cloud-district · 2 years ago

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Skyrim oc asks, turned into a tag game, because I felt like doing one of these. Sorry if these are terrible, it's the first time I'm doing this.

1. What's your oc's favourite tavern?

Surprisingly, it's the Bee and Barb for Ravonna. Yes, The Retching Netch reminds her a bit of Morrowind and childhood, but the Riften tavern has a special place in her heart. So many memories, songs, a fake wedding, Talen-Jei's special drinks, trying to rob Brynjolf, brawling with racist Stormcloaks... all of that happened in that small tavern. Also it was the first tavern in Skyrim where she sang!

Also, Frostveil Mead Hall (it's a mod, I believe it's the one that restores Winterhold) is pretty much what she considers the perfect tavern. The design is amazing and the fact that it is a warm tavern in a very cold place just makes it so cozy! That's where all the College of Winderhold folks go to drink and party in my headcannon.

2. What about their favourite beverage?

Nord mead. Sometimes simplicity is good, you know? And water is greatly appreciated on long adventures.

3. Who do they travel with?

Lucien Flavius, Inigo, Rumarin, Marcurio -> this is the main fellowship, but later on, Teldryn and Miraak join in, Miraak hasn't stolen anything in his life, but he ends up stealing her heart. I'm also thinking of adding Lydia. A sarcastic tank of a woman fighting in heavy armor with a two handed axe among mages (except for Inigo who uses his bow and Teldryn, who is a spellsword) would be so funny, but having so many characters at the same time is tricky to write...

4. Are they wealthy? How do they make money?

Is she wealthy? Depends of the time of the week. After a good Nordic Ruin raid or a treasure hunt, she's very rich. However, the money is as easily spent as it is earned. Cool new robes, a very fancy dinner, booze and lots of potions, these are the things that she spends money on. Also, if she finds people willing to listen to her tales and songs in a tavern she'll just "next round's on me" the whole night and wonder why she has no money left the next morning.

However, after she finds a place to live (more like a place to dump the stuff she doesn't need) and begins depositing some of the money there, she slowly but surely gathers a fortune.

5. Do they worship any aedra or daedra?

She does worship Julianos, and occasionally prays to him for magic guidance. She's also the champion of Sanguine and Meridia, but she doesn't worship them. But every now and then, these two daedra smile upon her, after she slaughters dozens of undead or gets drunk with her friends.

6. What is their biggest fear?

Losing her close ones. And ever since she found out that she's the Last Dragonborn, she fears failing her profecy and dooming the world.

Also scribs. She hates those.

7. Any pet peeves?

Anyone who is in charge of cooking and doesn't wash their hands beforehand will feel her wrath. And people who are unnecessarily rude.

8. Do they like being dragonborn? Or do they see it as a burden?

It's a weird one for her. She loves feeling powerful. She feels as if she can protect everyone, but the weight of saving the world is very heavy on her shoulders. But being the Dragonborn is... exciting! Song-worthy! And so, so confusing.

9. Favourite Skyrim faction?

She's not a member of any faction, but has spent some time in the College of Winterhold and absolutely loved it.

She will, however, never hesitate to talk shit about the Companions because of one (1) bad first meeting with them. She's very vengeful and if you upset her, well, good riddance. She wants to punch the life out of Vilkas. Will they have a drunken reconciliation? Will they kill each other on Ravonna's next trip to Whiterun? We'll see. (This actually happened in my game when I was playing with her. When she tried to help the Companions fight the giant, I must have misclicked and hit one of them, and then they all squared up on her :/ )

10. Any object they carry with high sentimental value?

Her amulet of Julianos she received from her adoptive dad after she cast her first spell. Lucien's resonant sphere that he gives her so that they would always find each other.

11. What about hobbies?

The plan was becoming a bard and travelling the world, so she loves music very much. She can play almost every instrument, she loves writing songs and singing sea shanties the most! (It also helps that she was trained by a bard who was an ex-pirate). She also enjoys brewing a lot! She knows lots of mead and wine recipes that she's learnt growing up in a tavern in Blacklight.

12. Favourite Skyrim city?

She loves Winterhold because she has fond memories from the time she spent there, helping the College, solving mysteries, getting drunk and making new friends, treasure hunting, and, weirdly, the Miraak cultists attacking her (hey, if they never attacked, she would have never met him).

She also loves Dawnstar for the docks full of sailors that are thirsty for mead and sharing stories. She loves hearing the seagulls (it's a mod, but it makes sense!) And feeling the smell of freshly baked goods in the cold air.

If she were to settle down at some point, she'd consider one of these cities. It seems that she likes the cold. She's a nord, after all.

I'll tag @bougainvillea-and-saltwater @kiir-do-faal-rahhe @ghostfacedbat @bread-tes @mamma-dragon if you want to, of course. Feel free to ignore this if you don't feel like doing it.

Anyone else who sees this and wants to do it, just say I tagged you! 💖

#skyrim #tes #skyrim oc #oc: ravonna #tag game #sorry if I'm annoying #I'm so proud of this oc and I can't stop talking about her

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rusty-shadowclan-au · 4 years ago

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Idk if I'm ever going to actually write this but I thought a ton abt it so I wanted to post my brainstorm here for how this AU plays out!

Background:

Basically in this AU Brokenstar starts stealing kits much sooner bc the ShadowClan kits keep dying. He starts off stealing kits from rogues and kittypet but also steals kits from WindClan once he realizes he has the fighting force to overpower them

The first kit he abducts is Tiny/Scourge, who is younger than in canon but wanders onto ShadowClan territory after his run in with Tigerclaw (who is a warrior acting of his own volition in this incident, making it even worse)

Tiny is named Darkkit

He makes it look like the Clan kits he steals were accidentally killed during camp raids so nobody looks for them

Yellowfang stays in ShadowClan as the sole medicine cat bc Runningnose died of illness earlier here, and even Brokenstar knows better than to leave the Clan with no med cat.

Yellowfang receives a sign from StarClan telling her that "Fire burns brightest in the dark" and that fire will lead ShadowClan out of their long night.

Dustkit and Ravenkit wander out of ThunderClan camp at about a moon old and are abducted by Brokenstar. There is a fox on ThunderClan territory at the time so ThunderClan believes they've been killed.

Brokenstar abducts a number of WindClan kits, including Ashkit (Ashfoot) and Ryekit (Onewhisker)

Brokenstar conditions the kits he abducts to forget their families by withholding food whenever they ask about when they can go home. They eventually forget.

Brokenstar kills Nutmeg and steals her kits (including Rusty) when they are about half a moon old. They are given to Dawncloud to raise. Dawncloud loves her adopted kits and feels bad about their origins but she's also deeply traumatized by Brokenstar bc she was a kit warrior herself (the only kit warrior who made it to adulthood so far)

Firekit (Rusty), and his siblings Leafkit (Princess), Wildkit, and Mistkit grow up believing they are ShadowClan born.

Into The Wild

Book starts when Firekit and siblings are about 3 moons old.

Duskpaw and Ravenpaw are 4 moons old

Ashpaw and Ryepaw are 5 moons old, hoping to earn their warrior names soon

Darkclaw (Scourge), now a warrior (9 moons old), has a soft spot for other stolen kittypet kits so even though he's not allowed to talk about their origins he visits the nursery often and becomes close to Firekit and siblings. Firekit looks up to him a lot and wants to be just like him

One of the first scenes in the book is Flintfang's return to camp with Badgerfang's battered corpse. He delivers the kit warrior to camp and confronts Brokenstar, saying he'll never train another kit warrior again because its wrong.

This is the first time Firekit realizes something might be wrong in ShadowClan, that maybe this isn't how its supposed to be

Brokenstar, being the manipulative shit he is, basically says "Oh you won't train any more underage apprentices? Well since Firekit and his siblings are ready to be apprenticed, I'm sure you won't mind my choices of mentor." Brokenstar decides to mentor Wildkit, and gives Leafkit to Clawface, and Flintfang is sitting there knowing that these warriors are going to tear these kits to SHREDS, so he steps in and offers to mentor Mistkit to spare her some suffering. Brokenstar mockingly agrees, and Darkclaw offers to mentor Firekit.

Firepaw and his siblings go straight into battle training. Their first session is monitored by Brokenstar and is against Dustpaw and Ravenpaw, who are instructed to fight with claws out. All four of the new apprentices are obviously beaten up pretty badly, but Wildpaw and Leafpaw manage to land a few strikes which catches Brokenstar's attention.

Nobody is given adequate time to recover from their injuries, and they're back to battle training the next day. It's another joint session, this time against each other, and none of the kits really want to hurt each other but they also don't want to get hurt themselves so they fight their hardest. Firepaw injures Leafpaw and feels horrible about it. He talks to his mentor about it who tells him "You do what you must to keep yourself safe" and that doesn't sit quite right with Firepaw.

After a few days, Flintfang and Darkclaw finally get a chance to train their apprentices alone. Mistpaw and Firepaw are instructed to train with claws sheathed when they're alone like this and Firepaw privately wonders who he's supposed to trust: his mentor or his Clan leader?

All four of the new apprentices get to go to the gathering a moon later, where they meet Sandpaw, ThunderClan's newest apprentice. She talks to them because she thinks she smells a familiar scent (Dustpaw and Ravenpaw) but decides she must be mistaken. Firepaw notices that his sister Leafpaw is totally crushing on Sandpaw and talks to her about it like a good supportive brother would. This helps them reconnect after he injured her in training.

Firepaw privately wonders why Ashpaw, Ryepaw, Ravenpaw and Dustpaw weren't allowed to come to this gathering, and he realizes that this whole time they've never actually been invited to gatherings. Firepaw thinks its weird but doesn't dwell on it, deciding that they must not have impressed Brokenstar yet.

A couple moons pass, Wildpaw is killed by Brokenstar during training, but Brokenstar blames a cave in for his broken spine and names him "Wildfur" postmortem.

The siblings are heartbroken, Leafpaw most of all, because Wildfur was the sibling she was closest to. She vows to be the strongest warrior in his honor and throws herself into her training.

Mistpaw worries to Firepaw that Wildfur's death is leading Leafpaw down a dark path.

Leafpaw and Firepaw are part of the battle party that goes to drive out WindClan. While they're fighting, Firepaw ends up tussling with an apprentice (Morningpaw) that looks suspiciously similar to his buddy Ryepaw. Their tussle takes them away from most of the fighting (Morningpaw tries to run and Firepaw pursues her)

Morningpaw pins Firepaw and spits something along the lines of "ShadowClan kit killer! This is for my Ashkit and Ryekit! You'll pay for their deaths!" And shes about to kill him but Firepaw is like "Your siblings are alive and I didn't know that they were from here"

Mormingpaw stops attacking in her shock, and before Firepaw can say anything else Tallstar calls for WindClan to retreat, and Morningpaw dashes off.

Firepaw returns to the scene of the main battle, WindClan camp, and finds his sister Leafpaw covered in blood standing over a dead WindClan warrior.

Leafpaw has a breakdown, saying that she didn't mean to kill her, she was just trying to be a good warrior. She is in shock. Firepaw and Flintfang lead her back to camp and settle her into the medicine den. Caught up in caring for his sister, Firepaw forgets to tell Ashpaw and Ryepaw the truth about who they are.

That's all for now, more soon hopefully

#warriors au #warrior cats #warriors #firestar #shadowclan au #rusty joins shadowclan au #shadowclan #tw kidnapping #tw animal death

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hitsuackerman · 5 years ago

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Unpredictable (Overhaul x Reader) pt.14

a/n: thank you all so much for taking the time to read this fic <3 reading your comments always warm my heart so much and never fail to make my day :’) enjoy this chapter hohoho >:3

warnings: this cannot be read solo, crossover

Links: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 15

Masterlist to my other fics: here :)

Overhaul’s waiting list: @jjk-biased @infinite-universe-love @dirtypride @blackymomo03 @azzie @purple-rabanito @meximorrita @awesomeee19

“ACKERDADDY! YASSS!”

“Isn’t it too early, even for you Gei?” Levi complained as he took a sip of his coffee. You had told him that Gei would be coming over for breakfast, what he did not expect was the echoing screech of his famous nickname from the flamboyant man. But if he were to be honest, Gei was a breath of fresh air.

“He’s right.” Compared to Levi, you still had not fixed yourself up. It looked as if he were the owner of the unit and you were some homeless person he took pity on. Bed hair still present, zero makeup, and Overhaul’s jacket still wrapping your torso. “It’s 7 in the morning Gei. Now make yourself useful and give us the take out.”

“How in the world did you date this cave woman, Levi?” Gei stuck his tongue out as he placed the food onto the table. His stomach did a cartwheel when he saw the signature smirk on the ever so handsome officer.

“I asked myself that question everyday.” He flinched when you threw a coaster at his face. Giving you a wink, he tossed the coaster to the table and sipped his coffee once more. Yet his peripheral vision was on the jacket. A pang of jealousy hit him knowing that was once where his jackets would rest.

Gei was quick to see the remorse in his face and turned the subject.

“So~ What’re you up to Ackerdaddy?” He placed the pancakes in front of Levi. “It’s rather sudden that you’d travel 4 hours just to be here.”

“Her boss is meddling with her cases. I have to accompany them to the HPSC later in the day.” He sliced the pancake and chewed on it. “Petty and troublesome.”

“You’re always welcome in my office~” He winked at the gorgeous man who simply shook his head with amusement. “What about you, baby girl? How’s you and Overhoe?”

“We won’t be partnering for the stake out. Nao will be taking my place instead.” You explained as you ate some bacon. “Chief is making me focus on the arson case. Though I don’t really see the need to since it’s basically straw pulling at this point. Oh well. Hopefully meeting up with Endeavor would help.”

“Good lords. Ya’ll are already dead beat this early in the morning.” Gei pouted and wiped non-existent sweat away. “My invitation still stands, boo-boos. I do need a new secretary though. If ya’ll can hand over a talented man, feel free to toss him in.”

The breakfast was seemingly quick and you were now ready for the day’s work. Picking a business attire, you checked yourself out in the mirror. Presentable enough for those assholes, that’s what you thought. Recalling the last time you saw them, it was when a certain popular hero dragged you in on a random case. The scenery of being parked outside a grocery store and waiting for a delivery was the most random your police life could ever get. Still, the hero made up for an excellent connection during desperate times.

Grabbing your phone, you scanned through the notifications and answered three calls while doing the final touches to your look. By the time you were about to exit your room, you took a step back and dialed a number.

“Good morning.”

“What is it?” Overhaul asked. His voice seemed to echo. You were almost certain that he was doing his villain duties. Though, it made you wonder why he still chose to answer. Maybe he wasn’t in the middle of it.

“Just wanted to annoy you with sunshine. That’s all.” Hearing him sigh meant victory. “Bathe in flowers and joy, Chisaki.”

“When I said feel free to call, I meant regarding the case.” Chrono, who was holding the phone for him, rolled his eyes. Sometimes he loved wearing the mask for that sole purpose. Of course it was rare, though. He respected Kai with all his might. He just had his tendencies.

“That’s not the tone you gave me, though.” Hearing a knock on your door, you had to cut the call short. “Well, I gotta go. I do hope I disrupted your villainous activities.”

“Oh, you did.” That smoothness in your voice caused chills to run down your spine. That man could say random shit and make it sound enticing. “Till later, Problem Child.”

Ending the call, you were now in a much lighter mood. When you were now in the living room, Levi and Gei were ready to leave. Asking the doctor if he would like to be sent to work, he merely flicked his imaginary long hair and said that he had his chauffeur waiting for him downstairs. That was his code for he brought along his car.

Now that Levi and you were on your way to the HPSC building, the both of you were reviewing the elements of the case. Asking each other questions that they might ask. As he drove, you were flipping pages after pages that ultimately lead to being unsolved. With the last straw being Endeavor, Levi stated how the people in the commission would surely give you dirty looks.

“I could honestly care less about them.” You waved him off as he now parked the car. “My ultimate concern is the chief. Do me a favor and stay in the middle?”

“You didn’t have to ask.”

As if on cue, the chief was waiting by the entrance. He had been wearing his uniform which only meant he was fresh from a raid. When Levi took command, his nose picked up the smell of sun, sweat, and some kind of vegetable. Nothing has indeed changed.

All of you were now making your way towards the meeting room. Small talk being exchanged every few steps of the way. When the big glass doors were now opened, all three of you were met by the president herself. Stealing a quick glance, Levi reassured you with a nod and a small tap on the knuckle. Activating your quirk, you felt relaxed once more.

Taking your respective seats, you were quick to take the file out and give them a part of your attention.

“It has come to our attention that a certain case has been lax for quite some time now?” The president started, eyes scanning the reports.

“It has. Every lead had been fully searched yet nothing. The last one is admittedly a straw but it might open something.” You swallowed a bit of saliva. “I will be meeting with Endeavor in the next few days to briefly discuss his ties with the companies.”

“How long has this been under your wing?”

“About a year.” You weren’t sure but it was more or less that amount. Cursing yourself, it was rather embarrassing that your record was not 100% solved cases. It couldn’t be helped though, you would remind yourself that from time to time.

“Drop the case. We’ll take care of it.” The president commented. She closed the folder and handed it over to one of the secretaries. Being handed another file, you watched as they began to distribute copies of it. “However, you may still proceed with Endeavor. Update us regarding that.”

“Sure.”

“Chief Kaoru, have you relayed the information to these two officers?”

“Not yet.” He replied with a smug tone on his voice. Both Levi and you managed to pick it up. Straightening both your postures, anticipation went up. “I thought it would be best for you to break it to them.”

“Understood.” The president nodded to the guard. Following instructions, you watched as the doors opened. Two familiar heroes, along with 4 students, now entered the meeting room. “We have come to discuss a much important matter. However, the HPSC will simply oversee this one. Fatgum and Sir Nighteye will be in charge for the next mission to come. Treat this with utmost confidentiality.”

“(Y/N)~” Fatgum greeted you. He was as round as ever. But there was worry in his eyes. “Long time no see~”

“Indeed it has been, Taishi~” Something was wrong. Despite your quirk constantly steadying your blood pressure, your breathing was now uneven. You had no problem with Fatgum. It was Sir Nighteye you were unsure of. “What’s the mission?”

Giving the floor to Nighteye, all three of you observed as he took out an evidence bag from his pocket. Placing it on the table, Levi took it and held it up for both of you to see. Inside was a small silver bullet.

“That bullet right there,” Nighteye began. “Managed to erase this student’s quirk for a few hours.”

“Erase?” Levi repeated.

“Yes.” The student with dwarf-like ears answered. “I’m not sure when it wore off but I woke up this morning and my quirk was back to normal.”

“And where do you think these bullets came from?” The chief asked. He was now scanning the report and his eye caught sight of a familiar name. He couldn’t help it. A smirk now formed on his face. The tables have now turned to his favors. This was unexpected, they informed him about the outline but he was all too happy at the situation now.

“We think they came from the black market. One of our sidekicks mentioned that the Yakuza might have something to do with this.” Nighteye now opened his copy and flipped through some pages. His glasses reflected the small font on the paper. You knew about his quirk. If anything, you decided to avoid being touched by him. They probably had an idea that you were working with Overhaul and would exploit it.

Levi knew by now what was going on. From under the table, he reached for your hand. It had been clenched into a tight fist this whole time. Holding on to it, he caught a glimpse as to how your shoulders relaxed but your jaw tightened. Feeling your fingers wrapping around his, that was all the support he could lend you for now.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked the green haired boy. “You look like you want to take a shit.”

“Overhaul…” The green haired child began. From where you were sitting, there was fear and regret in his eyes. “Overhaul was last seen with his daughter. She managed to bump into us.”

Just how much did you not know about Overhaul? Nodding him to continue, you saw how his shoulders began to tremble.

“I heard that you 're working with him on a case right now.” He continued. “If there’s any way you can use that to our advantage, please. Please help us get Eri-chan back. Mirio-senpai and I couldn’t do anything but let her go back with that monster. I want to be a hero but I can’t even save a child.”

“Enough.” Levi cut him off. “Sure you wanna be a hero, I get it. But one doesn’t become a hero overnight, kid. The only advice I can give you now is to calm down and recollect yourself. Letting anger and regret take control won’t do shit for any of us.”

“Mr. Ackerman.” Nighteye intruded. “Would it be a burden to ask for your cooperation with this case? You and your quirk would be most helpful in the next coming weeks.”

“Can’t do, Sir Nighteye.” The chief answered on Levi’s behalf. “Ackerman was dragged on for the case now handed over to the big dogs. He’ll be staying here till his meeting with Endeavor is finished. It is to his discretion if he wishes to tag along on his remaining days.”

“First off,” He looked at the chief with his steel gray eyes. One that sent the hairs on his forearm to stand. “Do not answer on my behalf. I work independently as we agreed, shitface.”

Fatgum, Nighteye, and the students all felt their jaws drop. Though the police force did not stand out, it was impossible to not hear about the man in front of them. With a quirk suitable for a hero, it had always been a mystery as to why he chose to hide from the spotlight. Dozens of rumors surrounded Levi Ackerman, yet none of them were sure which were real or not. One thing was certain, the chief did not hold his respect.

“Second, while it’s true that I can only stay till my meeting with Endeavor is over, I can lend my assistance in this mission.” He paused and stared at Nighteye. “On conditions of course.”

“What might that be?”

“There’s only two.”

Nighteye gave him the sign to proceed.

“Do not meddle with my actions. I prefer to work alone when it comes to these.” Squeezing your hand, he made sure to let you feel that you were not alone and he would protect you with whatever power he has in this situation. “The other would be not to exploit her current standing with Overhaul.”

The heroes felt the room shrinking.

“The case she is working on contains classified information. While he may be a villain, there is an unspoken contract that she does not meddle with whatever business he has.”

“That’s right.” You finally spoke up. “While it’s true that he and I have been successfully teaming up for the current case I have, it was made into an agreement that I do not butt in with his affairs. I’m sorry, kid. The only thing I can share is that the Shie Hassaikai base is like a maze and that he may have been in contact with the League of Villains.”

“League… of Villains?” The green haired kid uttered. “Sh-Shigaraki made contact with Overhaul?”

“It seemed so.” You were now choosing your words. You had said too much.

“Are those your conditions?” Nighteye confirmed. There wasn’t that much weight to it and he wasn’t expecting a lot from the both of you either. When Levi confirmed, he stood up and adjourned the meeting. Saying that he still had to meet up with a few other heroes regarding the new found mission.

Now that it was only the three of you in the room, Levi let go of your hand and stood up as well. His senses could feel your disappointment, fear, and urgency. The man sitting beside him ultimately swelled with pride and silent victory at how the meeting had went.

“Let’s go, (L/N).” He said as he went his way towards the door. Opening it wide. He knew you needed a breather. There was a place in his mind that he knew would help sort out your thoughts. It couldn’t be blamed though, you had been dropped a massive bomb. When you passed by him, he slammed the door and grabbed your wrist.

“Levi?!” You squeaked as he ran all the way back to the car. Telling you to get in, you followed and now found yourself buckled up and back on the road. The ride was silent but from the direction he was going and the lane he was in, you knew where he was going.

Your thoughts were cut when you saw his palm asking for yours. Accepting his offer, you desperately held on to it.

“You can cry.” He said as he took the familiar turn towards the destination. “Go ahead.”

Leaning closer towards him, you released your quirk and immediately felt all the tension catching up to your system. Hiding your face in his chest, he gently wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you let the tears fall down your face.

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two words: brace yourselves

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margridarnauds · 4 years ago

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Would u ever do another Mythological Cycle rating? Best to worst Dad?

....Absolutely.

1. Lir. You know Lir has to be at the top of this list. Loved his kids so much that his wife decided to get rid of them. 10/10 best father, sucks about the kids, though.

2. Óengus - Not technically Mythological Cycle, but actually BRINGS BACK DIARMUID’S HEAD so that he can have conversations with it. No other Mythological Cycle dad would ever. Also went above and beyond to help Diarmuid out with his messy love life. Like, yeah, does Óengus have some Issues™? Yeah, namely involving horse piss, but when it comes to his kids? Bro goes hard.

3. Cían - Honestly? I have nothing against Cían - We don’t know MUCH about him, but we know enough to know that Lugh loved him enough to mourn and show a modicum of humanity which, for Lugh, is BIG. Fully supported his son’s dreams, right up until his dying breath. Doubly impressive when you remember who his father is, tbh.

4. Lugh - You know what? I’ll give it to Lugh - He loves his kids.

Okay, he loves exactly one of his kids, and that’s Cú Chulainn, but you know what? He goes hard for that little mutant, and for Lugh, that’s impressive. I’ll give him props. Yeah, he sat by while a ton of kids were murdered, but his kid survived, and that’s what counts. He was a father one time, and, for the Mythological Cycle, and for LUGH, that’s impressive. He gets bonus points just for being Lugh and having an emotion that isn’t “murder.”

5. The Dagda - Hit or miss. On one hand, he gets props for carrying Cermait’s corpse around on his back before he kind of kills three guys to resurrect him and, in general, going hard for Cermait (and Aed), but, on the other hand, forgets that Óengus exists, which kind of cancels the other out. Also tbh didn’t resurrect Ruadan when like....dude....your daughter’s crying in front of you. Like, yeah, Ruadan was a traitor, but you could keep him locked up or something. DOES get props for building the tub for one of his daughters.

6. Bres - On one hand, I WANT Bres to be a good father. But, on the other hand, Ruadan’s death. That’s the most we know of his “canonical” parenting, THOUGH we do know, from LGE, that he provided really, really well for his kids and that Indusa was killed in a deed of “manly might”, so.....it looks like he took the time to train her in self-defense? I want to rate him higher, but I just don’t have enough to go on.

7. Midir - So his relationship with Óengus might have its highs and lows (including him stealing Óengus’ girlfriend), but you know what? He took care of him and kept him and Tríath from murdering one another. Loses points for Blathnait, IF you accept that she’s his daughter.

8. Tuireann - On one hand, loved his sons enough to die over their graves after pleading with Lugh for their lives. (Which, honestly, would have to be hard anyway, because you KNOW Lugh would be insufferable.) On the other hand....Danann. Just....everything about that. No. No. Bad. Wrong. Go to jail.

9. Elatha - .....so, you abandon your son for ~25 or so years, show no interest in being a father, don’t even TALK about your other kids (and probably have, like, a dozen or so in the Fomorian side alone), and then actively scold said son for not turning out exactly as you wanted him to? When you’ve been raiding the shit out of his country? His country that he is king of? And that you would definitely KNOW that he’s king of? And then, instead of gently explaining to Bres that, no, you CAN’T send a fully armed battalion to remind the Tuatha Dé of his love, you’re just like “Welp. I tried. Anyway, here’s an army?” I think....he’s trying, but he and Bres are both woefully unsuited to being a father and son.

10. Balor (folklore) - Now, I’ll point out that, in the Mythological Cycle proper, there’s NO evidence to suggest Balor’s a bad father - Ethniu and Cían’s marriage is a purely political thing. BUT it would feel incomplete without talking about....the whole “locking his daughter up in a glass tower”....thing from the later folklore accounts. Now, on one level: He did NOT try to kill her, which is better than 99% of literary and folklore dads who are told that their grandsons will kill them. On the other hand....locking your daughter up in a glass tower, bro.

11. Dían Cecht - The justification for why some people should never, ever be parents. Go the fuck to jail, do not pass go. Bastard man, bastard.

#irish mythology #hotelfgirl

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ficnation · 5 years ago

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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝟏

☁ 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ☁

☁ 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐗 ☁

1. “I apologise in advance for the inconvenience my murder is going to have on your life.”

2. “I hate you.” “Why? I’m lovely.”

3. “Murder wasn’t on today’s agenda.” “It’s not on anyone’s.” “No, it’s on mine, just not until next Thursday.”

4. “Hold on, you died.” “Yeah, well it didn’t stick.”

5. “This is my life now. I have climbed this hill and now I will die upon it.” “Shut up. We’ve only been hiking for twenty minutes.”

6. “She’s crying, what do I do?” “Go comfort her.” “How do I do that?” “Start with hugs.” “With what?”

7. “What’s our exit strategy?” “Our what?” “Oh my god, we’re all going to die.”

8. “I’m going to need chicken blood, a knife, a lighter, and a bottle of vodka.”

“Vodka? For the bonfire?”

“No, that’s just to make me feel better about going against (Name)’s command.” (changed)

9. “Are you clinically insane or incredibly annoying?” “I don’t know, probably both.”

10. “I saved your lives.” “How? By stealing our freedom?” (changed)

11. “It takes a very special kind of idiot to pull off what you just did.”

12. “I’m getting really tired of pretending I’m not evil.”

13. “Did you just agree with me?” “Oh I wish I could take-” “Nope! You said it! No take-backs!”

14. “It’s a long story.” “You conned me into thinking you were dead for eleven months. I have time.”

15. “I regret a lot of things. Having this conversation tops the list.”

16. “I had a thought.” “Oh no.” “I swear it’s a good one this time!’

17. “(Name), open the door!” “No. It’s cooler when you break in.” (changed)

18. “Do you think they remember you?” “I sure hope not after what I did the last time I was here.” “What did you do?” “You’ll find out.”

19. “You look…” “Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?”

20. “You scared me!” “Well, I am naturally terrifying.”

21. “I’d agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.”

22. “I’d take a bullet for you, you know that.” “You’re not indestructible, and I’m going to kill you if you keep saying that.” (changed)

23. “You really have no clue who I am?” “You’d think the confused looks and blank stare would have answered that for you.”

24. “I am way too sober for this.”

25. “You don’t strike me as a professional criminal.” “That’s what makes me so good at it.”

26. “I don’t think of you as a protector. More like a distraction.”

27. “We have five people trying to kill us right now, what are we supposed to do?” “Actually, it’s more like eight.” “Oh, sorry I wasn’t specific enough!”

28. “If you could even comprehend where I’ve come from, you would be terrified of me.”

29. “I saved your life!” “You pushed me off a building.”

30. “You know we’re not all born with the ability to be a leader, right?” (changed)

31. “How do we keep getting into these situations?” “Eleven years of friendship and I still don’t know.”

32. “Did you hear that scream?” “Yes, I’m the one who screamed.”

33. “Are you SURE I can’t punch him in the face?” “Yes.” “What if I just break his nose a little?”

34. “You are remarkably well behaved tonight. What did you do?”

35. “You’re-you’re crushing my spleen.” “You don’t even know where your spleen is.”

36. “I’m no detective, of course, but I think this dead body might not be alive anymore.”

37. “Right now, I don’t know if I want to kiss you or shove you off a bridge.” “Can I pick?”

38. “The real treasure was the memories we made along the way.” “I almost died!” “Ah yes, that was my fondest memory.”

39. “I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you!” “And I’m trying to subtly avoid it!”

40. “Hey, I didn’t kill anyone today!” “What do you want? A gold star?”

41. “I hate you.” “Why? I’m lovely.”

42. “On a scale from one to ten, how bad do you think it would be if-” “At least a twenty.”

43. “Literally everything about this would be illegal in the old world.” (changed)

44. “Seven billion people in the world, and you’re overreacting because we killed one man.” “But-” “Seven. Billion. People. Now quit the complaining and drink your smoothie.”

45. “It’s not my birthday.” “It’s definitely your birthday.” “Give me a calendar. It’s not and I will prove it to – oh. Never mind. Happy birthday to me.”

46. “On a scale from one to ten, how bad do you want to kill me right now?” “I’m hovering somewhere in the high thirties.”

47. “I can fix that.” “I’m calling a professional.” “I’m a professional.” “A more professional, professional.”

48. “What’s the word for that infestation of tiny creatures over there?” “Those are children. That’s a school.”

49. “I have a concern.” “Just one?” “No, but I didn’t think you’d let me speak my piece if I told you how many I actually have.”

50. “Why are you glaring at me?” “I’m hoping you’ll spontaneously combust.”

51. “If we die, I’m going to spend the rest of our afterlife reminding you that this was all your fault.” “That’s cool, I wouldn’t mind having company while being a ghost.”

52. “What are you so afraid of?” “You.”

53. “What is that THING in your backpack?” (changed)

54. “I hate the sight of blood.” “Then maybe you shouldn’t kill for a living.”

55. “All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes.”

56. “Want to see what kind of trouble we can get into?” “Oh god, we’re going to die, aren’t we?” “It’s a Tuesday, I know how to restrain myself.” “You absolutely do not.”

57. “I don’t give a damn.” “You give so many damns they’re visible from SPACE.”

58. “It’ll be easy. You just have to seduce them.” “You’re kidding, right? I’m about as seductive as a cabbage.”

59. “You’re not as evil as people think you are.” “No. I’m much worse.”

60. “That’s a terrifyingly accurate drawing of us.” “It’s almost like I’m good at what I do.”

61. “You have no power over me.” “You sure about that?”

62. “This isn’t good.” “How can you tell?” “See how they’re slowly surrounding us? And they all have guns and knives and I think one guy is carrying a machete?”

63. “He’s right behind me, isn’t he?” “Actually he’s right in front of you.”

64. “I’m not a thief. I’m just really good at acquiring things that aren’t mine.”

65. “I’m not completely human anymore. Remember that next time you want to punch me in the face.”

66. “Is that blood?” “No?” “That’s not a question you’re supposed to answer with another question.”

67. “I never stood a chance, did I?” “That’s the sad part – you did once.”

68. “It’s okay, I’m here.”

69. “I’m not going to leave you.”

70. “Everything is okay.”

71. “I’m going to protect you.”

72. “I believe in you.”

73. “Do you feel guilty? Like, at all?” “I don’t have time to feel guilty. And neither do you.”

74. “Stop that!” “Stop what?” “Doing that thing with your face when you’re happy. It’s making me nauseous.”

75. “What are you doing?” “…Eating.” “We’re being held hostage and you decide to raid the kitchen?” “They didn’t say the fridge was off limits.”

76. “Is that a dead body?” “Maybe?” “It is. I can see it right in front of me.” “I promise I’ll clean it up before dinner.”

77. “If we’re going to get out of here, we’re going to have to work together. After that, we can go back to killing each other.” “Oh, fine.”

78. “That’s not funny.” “I thought it was.” “You don’t count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.”

79. “Do we need wine?” “No, I need wine, you need to put your pants back on.” “But life is so freeing without them.” “Pants. On. Now.”

80. “Can you please go be stupid somewhere that’s away from me?”

81. “I feel like I’m being stabbed.” “How do you even know what it feels like to be stabbed?”

82. “Will you be quiet?” “I didn’t say anything!” “Well stop thinking so loud.”

83. “Did you get my note?” “Of course I got it. You taped it to my forehead while I was sleeping.”

84. “You’re a psychopath.” “I prefer creative.”

85. “Why do people keep trying to put this blanket on me?” “Because you’re in shock.” “That doesn’t mean I need a blanket. It means I need booze.”

86. “Oh no.” “What is it? What happened? Who died?” “I think I just felt an emotion.” “You have GOT to be kidding me.”

87. “When all this is over, I want my sanity back.”

88. “That’s definitely not true.” “Of course it is. I read it in Encyclopedia.” (changed)

89. “You forgot me.” “It was an accident.”

90. “Why do you keep risking your life? To prove a point?” “Yes.”

91. “I would like to join you in acknowledging the difficulties of your life.” “You are the WORST at this comfort thing.”

92. “You’ve got to stop doing that.” “What?” “Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”

93. “Look, if you want to conjure some demon spawn from the great beyond, that’s all fine and dandy. Just wait for me to leave before you start.”

94. “Just calm down!” “My arm just got cut off and you want me to calm down!?” (changed)

95. “You know what they say, panicking burns a shit ton of calories.” “Who even says that?” “Me. Just now.”

96. “Don’t mind me, I’ll just be in the corner, having another existential crisis.”

97. “Oh my god, I had the exact same dream!” “Really?” “Are you crazy? Of course I didn’t.”

98. “I need to go de-stress.” “Where are you going?” “To demolish the living room.”

99. “I think I’m having a feeling. How do I make it stop?”

100. “I’m bitter and complicated. It’s one of my charms.” “I don’t think you know what that word means. Or how to count.”

101. “Well? What happened? I want all the details!”

102. “You always think you know what you’d do when faced with the end of the world. Me? I went home and took a nap.”

103. “Damn it, why aren’t you obeying the laws of physics?”

104. “I’d hug you right now, but you’re covered in evidence. And I also really don’t want to.” “Evidence is a really nice euphemism for blood, gore and guts.” “You’re totally missing the point. Do you know how pissed I am at you right now?”

105. “This way is more efficient.” “This way is going to get us killed.”

106. “You’re not my favourite person today.” “I’m not your favourite person on any day.”

list by @fictionpants

#prompts #prompt list

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obsidiancreates · 4 years ago

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I Did That Hunger Games Simulator With My OCs

Some, y’all may recognize. Some... you might not. So Naomi is Leilani’s girlfriend (who I may or not have forgotten I’d made until I found the piece again...), and then Serissa, Grant, Glade, Paisley, Kruff, and Karma are from a thing I started writing when I was 12 right after I read the actual The Hunger Games.

Oh and Authoress is a um... well a-an ego... like, she was an apprentice of The Author form Danger in Fiction... I was like 13.

Anyway.

Oh also there’s a Summary at the very end, so um, TL;DR at the bottom I guess.

The Bloodbath

As the tributes stand on their podiums, the horn sounds. Kruff runs away from the Cornucopia. Ferox runs away from the Cornucopia. Evelyn's Mom runs away from the Cornucopia. Serissa runs away from the Cornucopia. Naomi No-Last-Name gathers as much food as she can. Avery Still-No-Last-Name stabs Haley Amandi while her back is turned. (NOOOOOOOO but also fitting because Avery is dating Mary the demon Hunter and Haley is married to a demonnnnn) Carter Clevman runs away from the Cornucopia. Liv runs away from the Cornucopia. Steve Pennerman grabs a shield leaning on the cornucopia. Leilani Kealoha finds a backpack full of camping equipment. Authoress runs away from the Cornucopia. Jessa, Karma, and Ashlyn Searson work together to get as many supplies as possible. (Hmm, interesting group.) Eric Rodriguez runs away from the Cornucopia. Glade runs away from the Cornucopia. Mary Ferrend runs away from the Cornucopia. Grant finds a bow, some arrows, and a quiver. Malum Amandi runs away from the Cornucopia. LavaDestroys runs away from the Cornucopia. Evelyn Serenatis rips a mace out of Paisley's hands. Dee runs away from the Cornucopia.

Day One

Carter Clevman picks flowers. (Good for you, man.) Avery Still-No-Last-Name questions his sanity. (And that takes a lot. He acceppted Demon Hunter with no issues when Mary told him.) Naomi No-Last-Name injures herself. Grant makes a wooden spear. Eric Rodriguez kills Ashlyn Searson as she tries to run. (ERIC NOOOOOOO SHE’S YOUR NEIGHBOR AND FRIENDDDDDD) Liv explores the arena. Mary Ferrend steals from LavaDestroys while she isn't looking. (Heh) Serissa injures herself. (Wh- girl how you are a Mary Sue,) Ferox questions her sanity. (Yeah that’s fair.) Paisley hunts for other tributes. Authoress kills Leilani Kealoha with a hatchet. (NOOOOOOOOO) Evelyn's Mom questions her sanity. Dee sprains her ankle while running away from Steve Pennerman. (Oh no her ghost ankle) Jessa practices her archery. Kruff runs away from Evelyn Serenatis. Glade injures herself. Karma camouflauges herself in the bushes. Malum Amandi injures himself. (Why did so many of them injure themselves?)

Fallen Tributes

3 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Haley Amandi District 2 Ashlyn Searson District 1 Leilani Kealoha District 6 (TOT)

Night One

Grant receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor. Glade destroys Carter Clevman's supplies while he is asleep. (Damn Glade, you’ve grown ruthless while I was away from your story.) Mary Ferrend defeats Malum Amandi in a fight, but spares his life. (Holy shit wait what the fuck she is dead set on killing him this is nuts) Liv sets an explosive off, killing Authoress, and Steve Pennerman. (STEVE NOOOOOOOO) Evelyn Serenatis and Dee run into each other and decide to truce for the night. Eric Rodriguez quietly hums. LavaDestroys questions her sanity. Serissa tends to her wounds. Naomi No-Last-Name thinks about winning. Jessa defeats Ferox in a fight, but spares her life. (Frenemies...) Kruff goes to sleep. Evelyn's Mom and Paisley huddle for warmth. Karma and Avery Still-No-Last-Name sleep in shifts.

Day Two

Serissa, Jessa, LavaDestroys, and Evelyn's Mom raid Carter Clevman's camp while he is hunting. (Damn. No mercy.) Eric Rodriguez receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor. Karma, Naomi No-Last-Name, Ferox, and Glade raid Kruff's camp while he is hunting. (KARMA THAT’S YOUR OWN TWIN BROTHER!!!) Evelyn Serenatis discovers a cave. Mary Ferrend receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor. Paisley fishes. Liv tries to sleep through the entire day. (Mood) Dee tends to Grant's wounds. Avery Still-No-Last-Name goes hunting. Malum Amandi tries to spear fish with a trident.

Fallen Tributes

2 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Authoress District 9 Steve Pennerman District 7

Night Two

Kruff passes out from exhaustion. Grant looks at the night sky. Ferox begs for Avery Still-No-Last-Name to kill her. He refuses, keeping Ferox alive. (Ferox, the hell?) Serissa, Dee, Jessa, Eric Rodriguez, and Mary Ferrend sleep in shifts. LavaDestroys loses sight of where she is. Paisley defeats Glade in a fight, but spares her life. (I should hope so, that’s your little sister Paisley.) Carter Clevman destroys Malum Amandi's supplies while he is asleep. (The friendly rivalry has escalated.) Evelyn Serenatis throws a knife into Liv's head. (HOLY FUCKING SHIT) Evelyn's Mom begs for Naomi No-Last-Name to kill her. She refuses, keeping Evelyn's Mom alive. Karma loses sight of where she is.

Day Three

Naomi No-Last-Name runs away from Ferox. Glade forces Evelyn's Mom to kill Carter Clevman or Paisley. She decides to kill Paisley. (GLADE! WHAT THE HELL! YOU’RE WHOLE STORYLINE IS HOW MUCH YOU LOVE YOUR SISTER AND WANT TO FIND HER AGAIN!) Jessa receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor. Karma stalks Grant. Mary Ferrend searches for firewood. Dee sprains her ankle while running away from LavaDestroys. Eric Rodriguez searches for firewood. Serissa tries to spear fish with a trident. Malum Amandi scares Evelyn Serenatis off. Kruff searches for firewood. Avery Still-No-Last-Name receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor.

Fallen Tributes

2 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Liv District 5 Paisley District 11

Night Three

Karma quietly hums. Carter Clevman attempts to start a fire, but is unsuccessful. (Honey you are the god of Cleverness how did this happen) Glade receives a hatchet from an unknown sponsor. Grant tends to Dee's wounds. Jessa loses sight of where she is. Avery Still-No-Last-Name tries to sing himself to sleep. Eric Rodriguez thinks about winning. Kruff questions his sanity. Ferox is unable to start a fire and sleeps without warmth. Naomi No-Last-Name and Evelyn Serenatis track down and kill LavaDestroys. (I am okay with this.) Mary Ferrend, Evelyn's Mom, and Malum Amandi cheerfully sing songs together. Serissa receives clean water from an unknown sponsor.

Day Four

Kruff goes hunting. Evelyn Serenatis searches for a water source. Glade tends to Karma's wounds. Mary Ferrend explores the arena. Avery Still-No-Last-Name goes hunting. Malum Amandi receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor. Dee diverts Evelyn's Mom's attention and runs away. Naomi No-Last-Name receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor. Carter Clevman and Grant split up to search for resources. Serissa sprains her ankle while running away from Jessa. Ferox and Eric Rodriguez work together for the day.

(Yay no deaths for the daytime)

Fallen Tributes

1 cannon shot can be heard in the distance. LavaDestroys District 8

Night Four

Avery Still-No-Last-Name passes out from exhaustion. Naomi No-Last-Name looks at the night sky. Ferox sees a fire, but stays hidden. Malum Amandi bashes Dee's head against a rock several times. (MALUM SWEETIE HAVE YOU GONE FULL DEMON BECAUSE HALEY DIED?! HOLY SHIT) Evelyn's Mom goes to sleep. Glade tries to treat her infection. (Oh hey she’s the medic in her story, this lines up shockingly well.) Evelyn Serenatis and Carter Clevman hold hands. (Awww, frens. Dumbasses in crime.) Mary Ferrend and Serissa hold hands. (Wow... you know what, they would actually be cute together.) Kruff and Jessa fight Karma and Eric Rodriguez. Kruff and Jessa survive. (KRUFF DID YOU FUCKING KILL YOUR OWN TWIN SISTER??? YOUR BLIND AND MUTE TWIN SISTER WHO YOU SPENT YOUR LIFE DEFENDING???)

Grant receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor.

Day Five

Jessa begs for Naomi No-Last-Name to kill her. She refuses, keeping Jessa alive. Carter Clevman fishes. Serissa runs away from Evelyn Serenatis. Mary Ferrend tries to spear fish with a trident. Kruff discovers a cave. Avery Still-No-Last-Name silently snaps Glade's neck. (Holy. Shit. Mary taught Avery well.) Ferox overhears Grant and Evelyn's Mom talking in the distance. Malum Amandi makes a slingshot.

Arena Event: Wolf mutts are let loose in the arena.

Jessa is eaten by wolf mutts. (She probably tried to pet them.) Carter Clevman knocks Mary Ferrend out and leaves her for the wolf mutts. (Damn. No mercy from Carter...) Avery Still-No-Last-Name knocks Serissa out and leaves her for the wolf mutts. (DAMN! Avery is fucking ruthless!) Naomi No-Last-Name is eaten by wolf mutts. (Awwww noooooo!) Kruff pushes Ferox into a pack of wolf mutts. (Yeah, yeah this one is fine.) Malum Amandi is crushed by a pack of wolf mutts. (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO) Grant survives. Evelyn Serenatis survives. Evelyn's Mom survives.

Fallen Tributes

10 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Dee District 5 Karma District 10 Eric Rodriguez District 7 Glade District 11 Jessa District 9 Mary Ferrend District 4 Serissa District 12 Naomi No-Last-Name District 6 Ferox District 8 Malum Amandi District 2

Night Five

Carter Clevman sees a fire, but stays hidden. Avery Still-No-Last-Name tends to his wounds. Evelyn Serenatis receives fresh food from an unknown sponsor. Grant loses sight of where he is. Kruff bashes Evelyn's Mom's head against a rock several times. (HOLY SHIT KRUFF I KNOW YOU’RE A TOUGH GUY TROPE AND ALL BUT- WHAT THE FUCK)

The Feast

The cornucopia is replenished with food, supplies, weapons, and memoirs from the tributes' families. Kruff decides not to go to The Feast. Evelyn Serenatis, Avery Still-No-Last-Name, and Grant start fighting, but Avery Still-No-Last-Name runs away as Evelyn Serenatis kills Grant. (Welp, bye Grant.) Carter Clevman falls into a pit and dies. (Of course that’s how you died you dumbass.)

Day Six

Kruff overhears Avery Still-No-Last-Name and Evelyn Serenatis talking in the distance. (And... apparently that’s the only thing that happened all day.)

Fallen Tributes

3 cannon shots can be heard in the distance. Evelyn's Mom District 3 Grant District 12 Carter Clevman District 1

Night Six

Kruff receives medical supplies from an unknown sponsor. Evelyn Serenatis catches Avery Still-No-Last-Name off guard and kills him. (Oooooh, so it’s down to Evelyn and Kruff... this’ll be interesting...)

Day Seven

Kruff attempts to climb a tree, but falls to his death. (Oh. Nevermind, then.)

The winner is Evelyn Serenatis from District 3!

Ahhh, that’s my girl.

SUMMARY

The Bloodbath Avery Still-No-Last-Name stabs Haley Amandi while her back is turned. Day 1 Eric Rodriguez kills Ashlyn Searson as she tries to run. Authoress kills Leilani Kealoha with a hatchet. Night 1 Liv sets an explosive off, killing Authoress, and Steve Pennerman. Day 2 No deaths occurred. Night 2 Evelyn Serenatis throws a knife into Liv's head. Day 3 Glade forces Evelyn's Mom to kill Carter Clevman or Paisley. She decides to kill Paisley. Night 3 Naomi No-Last-Name and Evelyn Serenatis track down and kill LavaDestroys. Day 4 No deaths occurred. Night 4 Malum Amandi bashes Dee's head against a rock several times. Kruff and Jessa fight Karma and Eric Rodriguez. Kruff and Jessa survive. Day 5 Avery Still-No-Last-Name silently snaps Glade's neck. Arena Event Wolf mutts are let loose in the arena. Jessa is eaten by wolf mutts. Carter Clevman knocks Mary Ferrend out and leaves her for the wolf mutts. Avery Still-No-Last-Name knocks Serissa out and leaves her for the wolf mutts. Naomi No-Last-Name is eaten by wolf mutts. Kruff pushes Ferox into a pack of wolf mutts. Malum Amandi is crushed by a pack of wolf mutts. Night 5 Kruff bashes Evelyn's Mom's head against a rock several times. The Feast Evelyn Serenatis, Avery Still-No-Last-Name, and Grant start fighting, but Avery Still-No-Last-Name runs away as Evelyn Serenatis kills Grant. Carter Clevman falls into a pit and dies. Day 6 No deaths occurred. Night 6 Evelyn Serenatis catches Avery Still-No-Last-Name off guard and kills him. Day 7 Kruff attempts to climb a tree, but falls to his death. The winner is Evelyn Serenatis from District 3!

#My OCs #Malum Amandi #Haley Amandi #Evelyn Serenatis #Ashlyn Searson #Carter Clevman #Liv and Dee #Leilani Kealoha #Naomi No-Last-Name #Eric Rodriguez #Steve Pennerman #LavaDestroys #Ferox #Jessa the Irrationality #Avery who still needs a last name #Mary Ferrend

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thisismandee · 5 years ago

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The Rebel and The Criminal

Chapter 5)

We all sat there is silence for a moment. After a brief moment, the coast seemed to be clear. Bender took his opportunity to strike. I saw as he quickly got up and walked towards the doors to the library. The doors that separates us from Vernon.

“You know there’s not supposed to be any monkey business!” The Brain spoke up to Bender.

John turns around and points right at the Brain. “Young man, have you finished your paper?” He said, mocking Vernon’s statement from earlier. He turns back around and heads back towards the doors. He looks around to make sure that the coast was clear and then I watched as he took a screw out from the door hinge. I was both annoyed and slightly excited about this. I was happy that Vernon wasn’t going to be able to watch us from across the halls anymore.

“What are you gonna do?” Claire asked.

“Drop dead, I hope!” Andrew exclaimed.

I don’t get why they had to be so mean to him. Wait, I take that back, I do know why they are mean to him. However, do they not realize that we will finally have some privacy with that door close. I could totally take a nap right now without being walked in on.

“Bender, that’s, that’s school property there, you know, it doesn’t belong to us. It’s something not to be toyed with.” The Brain yells over to John. I heard the door slam shut. I knew right then and there that Vernon also heard that door. I started to get nervous for his anger.

Andrew speaks up, “That’s very funny, come on, fix it”

“You should really fix that” The Brain adds.

“Am I a genius?” Bender says in a sarcastic manner.

“No, you’re an asshole!” Andrew snaps back.

“What a funny guy!”

“Fix the door Bender!”

“Everyone just shhhhh!” Bender continues and he is sitting back in his chair. “I’ve been here before, I know what I’m doing!”

Andrew is looking at Bender, and I could see the anger in his eyes, “No! Fix the door, get up there and fix it!”

Bender raises his voice, “Shut up!”

Almost on cue Vernon barges through the door, with smoke coming from his ears. This is going to be very bad. “Why is that door closed?”

“How’re we supposed to know? We're not supposed to move right?” Bender responds. He really is bad at putting on the ‘I’m a good kid act’.

Vernon looks over to Claire. “Why?” I was almost positive that Claire was going to tell on Bender and he was going to get chewed out by the Vice Principal. Claire’s response took me completely off guard.

“We were just sitting here, like were supposed to”

Vernon looks around at everyone and then glances at Bender. “Who closed that door?”

Bender is looking down at the table when he responded. “I think a screw fell out of it”

“It just closed sir” Andrew added. I was surprised that everyone was keeping their mouths shut.

“We were just sitting here and we heard the door shut. No one moved.” I decided to add to the conversation. I just wished that Vernon would get out the library already. I think he just needed to give up and realize that we weren’t going to give in. He looked over to the quiet girl in the corner.

“Who?”

All she could manage was a squeal and then she bashed her head down onto the table. I really hope she was okay. I was starting to wonder if she was ever going to talk today.

“She doesn’t talk sir” Bender said. That brings Vernon’s attention right back to Bender.

“Give me that screw”

“I don’t have it” Bender attested.

“You want me to yank you outta that seat and shake it out of you?”

“I don’t have it, screws fall out all of the time, the world’s an imperfect place.”

“Give it to me, Bender”

I couldn’t watch this go on anymore. “Excuse me, sir, why would anybody want to steal a screw?” I asked Vernon. I had to speak up or we were going to continue this whole he said she said bit. Bender looked back at me kind of surprised that I was helping him out. I gave him a smirk.

“Watch it, young lady” Vernon pointed at me with a stern look. He then decided to walk over towards the door. He grabbed a folded chair that was behind the desk right by the door. H put the chair in between the door and the wall, to try to prop it open.

“The door’s way too heavy sir” Bender yelled over to Vernon. At that moment the door closes on the chair and the chair flies down the hallway and the door shuts. We all let out a laugh. This is complete gold. Vernon swings the door back open and then stands there is frustration. I think then something dawns on him.

“Andrew Clark, get up here. Come on, front and center, let;s go” Andrew quickly shoots up and walks over to the door.

“Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we’ll all get up, it’ll be anarchy!” Bender yells over to the Vice Principal. They are now trying to take the Magazine rack that was near the door and put that in the doorway to prop open the door. All I hear is the magazines on the rack come flying off. I am guessing it is not a very clever idea. “That’s very clever sir, but what if there’s a fire? I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children would be unwise at this juncture in your career, sir”

I looked over and saw that Verenon was thinking about it and he realized it was not smart. He then looks over to Andrew and addresses him. “Alright, what are you doing with this? Get this outta here for God’s sake! What’s the matter with you? Come on!” He snaps at Andrew. I can’t believe that Vernon blames Andrew for his idea. It just shows that he doesn’t care about us kids.

I then hear a voice in front of me that I haven’t heard in awhile. “You know the school comes equipped with fire exits at either end of the library.” The Brain speaks up. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. Of course he wanted to ruin this brilliant plan.

“Show Dick some respect!” Bender snaps at him. Andrew then comes back and sits back down at his seat. Vernon is right behind him. He also seems to be angrier than he was before.

“I expected a little more from a varsity letterman!” I had to say Vernon was being very harsh to Andrew. He then points to Bender. “You’re not fooling anybody, Bender! The next screw that falls out is gonna be you!” Vernon turns to leave and then I heard Bender mumble something under his breath but I couldn’t make out what he said. Vernon turns around and I could tell that I wasn't the only one that heard something.

“What was that?” Vernon asks.

“Eat. My. Shorts.” Bender responds. He had venom in his words.

“You just bought yourself another Saturday, mister!”

“Oh, Christ”

“You just bought one more right there!” Vernon exclaims he is holding up two fingers.

“Well, I’m free the Saturday after that, beyond that, I’m gonna have to check my calendar”

“Good! Cause it’s gonna be filled, we’ll keep going! You want another one? Say the word, just say the word! Instead of going to prison, you’ll come here! Are you through?” Verenon was vivid at this point.

“No” Bender responded.

“I’m doing society a favor!”

“So?” Bender was short.

“That’s another one, right now! I’ve got you for the rest of your natural born life if you don’t watch your step! You want another one?”

“Yes!”

“You got it! You got another one, right there! That another one pal!”

I couldn’t watch Bender keep doing this. I don’t think he understood what he was doing. He would keep going until he had detention for his whole life. I was getting worried for him. I looked over to him and cried out, “Cut it out!” He looked over at me confused. I mouthed the word ‘stop’. I couldn’t tell if it was just me but in that moment it looked like his face softened for a second, but then he looked back up at Vernon.

“You through?” Vernon asks

“Not even close, Bud!” Bender says mocking him.

“Good! You got one more, right there!”

“Do you really think I give a shit?”

“Another, you through?”

Bender is glaring at Vernon. “How many is that?”

The Brain responses from the front, “That’s seven including the one when we first came in and you asked Mr. Vernon here whether Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet”

“Now it’s eight” Vernon then looks at the Brain and says, “You stay out of it!”

“Excuse me, sir, it’s seven!” The Brain doesn’t know how to just let it go.

“Shut up Peewee!” I didn’t think Vernon could talk to students like this. He turns back to Bender. “You’re mine Bender, for two months I gotcha! I gotcha!”

“What can I say? I’m thrilled!” Bender says with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

“Oh, I’m sure that’s exactly what you want these people to believe. You know something Bender? You ought to spend a little more time trying to do something with yourself and a little less time trying to impress people. You might be better off.” He then looks over everyone. “Alright, that’s it! I’m going to be right outside those doors. The next time I have to come in here, I’m cracking skulls” I see Bender mouthing the words as Vernon says them. My best guess is that it is a popular Vernon saying.

Vernon then walks out of the library. I can tell by Bender demeanor that he wasn’t going to let this go. I then heard the pain in his voice when he yells, “FUCK YOU!”

#the breakfast club #breakfastclub #john bender #john bender x reader #john bender x oc #andrew clark #allison reynolds #claire standish #brian johnson #fanfiction #therebelandthecriminal

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the-walking-memelords · 6 years ago

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Allegiances: Chapter 11

Series is rated M

Word Count: 3420

Clementine owes them an explaination.

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Clementine’s back felt stiff as she shifted in her seat. She looked around through blurred vision, trying to determine her surroundings as she slowly regained her senses.

Where am I?

A single window cast rays of the early morning sun across the basement, reflecting against the aged metal pipes. Memories of the previous night’s events flashed before her eyes as the girl shot upright. Her body ached in protest at the sharp movement and her limbs refused to move an inch from where she sat. Clementine struggled against the tape that tightly bound her arms and legs to the desk chair. Her efforts were in vain as the old wooden chair rocked from side to side yet refused to break.

“That ain’t gonna work.” A familiar gravely voice echoed through the dim basement.

Clem felt her blood ran cold as she noticed Abel on the other side of the room, restrained similarly to herself. A small puddle of blood stained the floor below his twisted leg, his pant leg drenched in the long-dried liquid. He flashed a crooked grin at her through his somewhat laboured breathing, clearly still in pain.

Clementine was too disgusted with the fact that he was still alive to find the words to express it. Ignoring him, she continued to pull at the tape. It’s sticky grip refused to release her as she pulled and wiggled, only continuing to exhaust herself.

A low growl sounded over the ruckus she had made. She swung her curls out of her face as she turned back to see the school’s guard dog eyeing her from next to the boiler. Rosie’s chain scratched against the concrete floor as she shifted around.

Clementine froze as she made eye contact with the canine. Abel’s laugh made her stomach turn as it sunk in how fucked she probably was.

“Even if you got out of that chair you’d never make it past the mutt.” He chuckled.

“Guess that means you’re stuck here with my ugly face.”

“Fuck off.” She said weakly, defeat continuing to wash over her as she slumped back. Her body was terribly stiff and sore and not being able to stretch out made it a whole lot worse.

“Aw, c’mon, don’t be like that.” He teased.

“Maybe this could be a chance for a little… heart-to-heart chat.”

The way he looked at her made her skin crawl. The look in his different coloured eyes always made him look as if he had some kind of ulterior motive than what he claimed.

“Don’t… Don’t fucking say anything.” Clem could make as many demands as she wanted, but it wasn’t like there was anything she could do to stop him.

“Oh, but I got a lot to say to you, sunshine.” He smirked, watching her cringe at the nickname.

“Like about that shit you pulled that got us into this mess. I’d say I got a few burning questions for you.”

“I’ve got nothing to say to you, you son of a bitch.” She growled, wanting nothing more than to slink into the shadows. Anywhere where he couldn’t see her. The feeling of his eyes on her made her skin burn as if he was touching her without being near. A simple glance made her feel disgusting and small and even though they both sat restrained, the feeling of vulnerability swirled inside of her.

“I’m just wondering what made you finally snap and abandon us like that.” He spoke accusingly as if she was the villain here.

Clementine dug her nails into her palms, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to ignore him.

“We kept you and your boy warm and fed for the last couple years. All we asked in return was for you to help defend our home.” He worded it as if any of this was a choice for her.

“And now? Yonatan is dead, we are hostages, and that little brat of yours is going to experience a whole new world of hell.”

She grit her teeth hard, biting back any reaction. Clem wanted to scream, attack him, claw those horrible eyes out of his skull.

Just stop looking at me.

“I told Lilly there was something going on with you, but I’ll be damned if she ever listens to me.” He shook his head.

“Although I expected some resistance from you, I didn’t think you’d turn these little shits into an army of your own.”

“Fuck you.”

“You gave up on that kid, huh? Took longer than I thought it would.” His accusation burned in her chest.

“A shame, really. So many people died for him to live and you’re just going to quit on him?”

“Shut the fuck up!” Clementine began to raise her voice. He was wrong. He didn’t know her at all. This was all to save him. She could still save AJ… right?

“You abandoned him for your little boyfriend, didn’t you?” His sickening smile only widened when Clementine shot upright in response.

“You seemed to have a favourite when you told us about them. Makes ya wonder.”

“I didn’t abandon AJ!” She yelled, lunging forward. The chair squeaked against the rough floor as it skidded forward a few inches. Her body seethed with anger.

“I’m going to get him back if I have to kill every one of you motherfuckers.”

“Maybe you won’t have to.” Abel intrigued.

What?

“You might still be able to fix this.” His words reeked of bullshit to Clem.

“Lilly ain’t quick to get rid of someone as useful as you. Keep your mouth shut and play along and you and your boy might get out in one piece.”

“Go to hell, Abel.” Clementine spit.

“I’ll see you there, then.”

The double doors that lead to the yard swung open with an ear-piercing squeak, flooding the rows of shelves with sunlight. The light interrupted by the silhouettes of two people entering the basement. They spoke low, one seeming more hesitant to approach than the other.

“Just give me a second.” She heard Louis speak, the shadows obscuring his face from her view.

“Look, I don’t care what you do to him, but… just don’t hurt her.”

“She tells us everything we want to know then I won't have to.” Mitch. That was definitely Mitch.

I guess it’s time for the interrogation.

They certainly took their time. Clementine imagined the others must have held a funeral for Marlon before dealing with their captives.

“Rise and shine.” Mitch called loudly to the already awake prisoners, his voice reverberating off the metal pipes.

Clementine couldn’t help but look past him at Louis. She watched him lean against the wall next to the stairs, arms crossed, finding more interest in the floor than looking up at her.

“Don’t look at him.” Mitch stopped her before she could call out.

“I’m the one you’re gonna pay attention to right now.”

Mitch’s threatening tone didn’t scare her. She couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t hurt her if she failed to cooperate, but honestly, it was hard for her to bring herself to care about her own well being. Numbness settled in her chest cavity, stealing away most emotions.

“I didn’t want any of this to happen.” She mumbled.

“I don’t know what to fuckin’ think about you anymore.” The tall boy glared uncertainly, pacing in front of her.

“You spent so much time goin’ on and on about these fucking ‘raiders’ but forgot to mention you’re one of them. Hm? Did it just slip your mind?”

“I needed you all to trust me.” Clementine tried to explain.

“If you didn’t we all would have died.”

“Oh, like Marlon? Or maybe getting taken would have been worse, like four of my fucking friends.” Mitch was fuming,

Clem understood his frustration. She lied to them, used them. Involved them in a plan they didn’t know the details of. Clementine was practically a traitor.

“That Marlon kid was coward.” Abel spoke, getting Mitch’s attention.

“I knew it the day I met him with those three redheaded girls. Handed those sisters over with hardly a fight.”

“Where are they?” the boy demanded, grabbing a fistful of Abel’s sweater.

“That’s none of your business, kid.” He flashed another toothy grin. His cockiness earned him a sharp punch to the stomach.

“That bitch of a leader talked about Minerva, if she’s with you, you better fucking speak up if you wanna stay alive.” Mitch raged, ignoring the man’s forceful coughing.

Abel writhed in his chair, blood spewing from his mouth as he puked up his insides. The massive amount of blood splattered over himself, covering his mouth and clothes in a thick red. His head fell back as his breathing became more laboured than before. Mitch stepped back in shock at the gruesome scene before him. Even Clementine felt her stomach turn at the sight.

That isn’t good.

“N-No… no…” Abel wheezed through broken breaths.

“Fuck.”

“The fuck’s wrong with you?” Mitch asked in slight horror.

“You did this.” The man turned to Clementine, who sat wide-eyed watching him.

“When you pushed me off that balcony, something musta’ burst inside of me.”

“Good.” Clementine said flatly as she glared back at the man who ruined her life.

I just wish I could have killed him myself.

But I guess I kinda did.

Mitch stood awkwardly between them, unsure of this new dilemma.

“Well if you’re dying then hurry up and fuckin’ answer me.” He blurted out, now keeping his distance from the bloody man.

“Where the fuck are my friends!”

“Lilly will never give ‘em up!” He coughed, spitting more blood onto his soaked sweater.

“We came here for more manpower, and losing two good fighters for four sprouts who can barely hold a gun? Even a dummy like me can do the math on that one.”

“We’re going get them back.” Mitch asserted with not quite convincing confidence.

“I don’t know how much your friend in the other chair told you about what’s going on outside but it’s a fucking blood bath. We’re only doing what it takes to keep our home safe.” Abel was starting to become physically weaker. His time was clearly running out.

“It’s a good home. I’d do a lot to protect it.”

“Raiding, kidnapping, torture, enslavement, yeah that sure is a lot.” Clementine snapped.

“You ruin more lives than you think you’re saving.”

“I do what it fuckin’ takes.” He looked Mitch straight in the eye.

“But I guess none of that matters to me now.”

His voice grew weak and his chest heaved with every breath. Just a sorrowful, bloody, husk of a man.

“I’ll cut you a deal, kid.” He tried to sit up, only to slump back after a few seconds.

“I’ll tell you where to find Lilly if you swear to stop me from turning.”

“You don’t deserve to be put down.” Clementine spit. After everything he’d done, mercy was the last thing he deserved. Clem knew many good people who were left to turn, Why should someone like him receive a mercy they were denied?

“C’mon, I’m begging ya.” His voice became desperate, whatever bravado he had before seemed to have bled out of him.

“What if… What if they can feel it… when they turn?”

“I guess you’ll find out soon enough.” Mitch deadpanned.

“Maybe people just get stuck in there, along for the ride.”

“Clem! Fuckin’ say something. Make him stop me. You know no one deserves to turn.” Abel must have been pretty desperate if he was trying to appeal to her.

“Abel, there is not a soul on this fucking Earth that wants you to turn more than I do.”

“Yeah, I figured.” He sighed

“O-kay, okay. In my boot, there’s a paper with everything you need to know.”

Mitch hesitantly reached into the boot of Abel’s intact leg, pulling out a folded piece of paper. He mulled over the contents of the page for a moment before reading them aloud.

“‘Collection Goals: Sullene, Dorian: Overwatch; Michael, Yonatan: Horses, Haul; Rendevoux Point: Lilly, Me: Meet with the asset at Train Station; Fisher’s Launch: nine miles, Marina: thirteen miles; Phrases: Allegany, Tazewell, Augusta, Rockingham.’”

“We got a boat docked not too far from here.” He wheezed out.

“The phrases are city names. We use ‘em like a call and response so we don’t go shootin’ our own. Only one we use these days is ‘Rockingham’.”

Mitch seemed satisfied with the notes, carefully folding the page back up and sliding it into his pocket. He crossed his arms as he stared at the dying man.

“I gave you what you wanted.” His words were almost unintelligible as he wasted away before them.

“Please, don’t let me become one of those things.”

“Let him.” Clementine wanted nothing more for those disgusting eyes to become clouded over, to match the muddy water colour of all the people she’d been forced to leave that way.

“I wish.” Mitch relented.

“We can’t risk him getting loose and tearing someone up.”

A shame.

Clementine would have to settle with him at least not being able to hurt anyone. Even if it wasn’t the justice she wanted.

“Thank you… Thank y-you…” The man could barely hold his head up.

His time had come.

Mitch pulled a knife out of his back pocket, cautiously approaching him. There was hesitancy in his movements.

He’s never killed someone before.

“Let me do it.” She knew the first kill was never easy, even if it was out of mercy.

“N-No.” He turned his head halfway over his shoulder, barely casting her a glance.

“I got it.”

He placed a hand on one side of Abel’s head, holding him steady. In one quick motion, Mitch jammed his knife into Abel’s skull. The man made horrible cries as his brain shut down, blood squirting from the wound. Mitch removed his knife, taking several steps back as Abel flopped forward, the bastard finally dead.

“Are you alright?” Clem asked, watching his shoulders rise and fall with heavy breathing.

“I’m fine.” The boy said, wiping blood off of his hand.

“You know you’re a good person if it never gets easier.” A reason why she believed she was not good herself.

“The hell did you get caught up with these assholes in the first place?” Mitch turned back to her.

“You put up one hell of a fight for someone who lives with them.

“They took me. Just like they took your friends.” The gunshots from the past rung in her ears.

“I was living on a ranch. The Delta’s people showed up demanding we give them our horses. When we refused, they killed everyone.”

Her chest tightened as she remembered scurrying down the halls with AJ in her arms. The feeling of him being ripped away from her shattered her heart.

“There was a little boy I was raising. He was just a toddler…” She bit her lip, trying to hold back her tears.

“Abel decided killing me would be a waste, so he took AJ away from me and forced me to go along with the Delta’s fucked up agenda or else they would hurt him.”

“They took a toddler?”

“Are you really surprised?” A nervous laugh escaped her throat.

“If I don’t stop Lilly from going back to the Delta she’s going to kill him.”

Or worse, brainwash him into believing Lilly’s bullshit.

“Are Minnie and Sophie on this boat of theirs?”

“I don’t know, maybe. I don’t know who she is.” She remembered seeing a girl with ginger hair briefly during her transfer, but who knows who she was.

“I’m not a real member of their community. They keep me locked up alone until they need me. I’m just a trained dog to them, not a person.”

Clementine finally glanced back at Louis, who looked at her with his mouth agape, horror in his features.

Mitch followed her gaze to the boy, frowning. He walked towards Louis, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I guess it’s your turn.” Mitch nodded to him before leaving.

Louis stepped fully into the light. Grief crossed his freckled face as he stood over the girl he had fallen for. His eyes were still puffy from a night spent in tears. He said nothing for a while, mouth opening a few times but no words exiting.

Clementine couldn’t do anything but stare expectantly at him, her heart racing.

“Who are you?” He asked in all sincerity as if the two of them had never met. As if the two of them had never confided in each other. As if they had never shared that kiss only the night before.

“You know me, Louis.” Her voice broke.

“You know me better than anyone.”

“Do I?” Louis snapped, causing her to recoil slightly.

“‘Cause I think I was missing a few pretty major details.”

His face softened a little, mulling over his thoughts.

“Did you mean any of it?” The boy asked softly.

“The things you said… The things you did… and… last night in the music room. Was any of it real? O-Or was it all part of some act?” He practically pleaded for a response, his eyes becoming glassy with fresh tears.

“All of it!” Clementine cried through shaky breaths.

“Of course I meant everything! Louis, I wouldn’t do that to you.”

Did he really doubt her? After everything? Guilt clawed at her heart as tears pricked at her eyes.

I can’t lose him.

“Louis, please.” Clementine begged.

“You have to believe me. I wasn’t lying about how I feel about you. I…”

Her words trailed off as her throat became clogged with tears.

“I can’t keep watching the people I care about die because of me. I can’t keep watching my little boy suffer because of that bitch.” Why did she continue to fail at protection? Was she really that worthless?

“I just wanted us to be free.”

“You did all this to protect your kid?” He seemed to begin to understand.

“But then why did you fight back? You said Lilly’s gonna kill him when she gets to him, so why didn’t you just hand us over like you planned?”

Do you really need to ask me that?

Maybe he just needed to hear it from her.

“I couldn’t lose you.” Her voice came out as a croaked whisper.

“I’ve never had someone like you before. Someone who looks at me and sees something more than a broken shell of a person. Someone who tries to put me back together instead of leaving me on my own to figure it out myself.”

Other groups she’d infiltrated never really gave a damn about her. They tended to treat her like a stray cat, giving her food but mainly keeping their distance. This was something she’d come to expect… Until she met Louis.

“You were there for me like no one else, someone I could lean on.” Someone she desperately needed.

Hot tears began to slide down her face, flowing freely as she didn't have the freedom to wipe them away. Clementine sat before him a pitiful mess.

“I was going to tell you everything, once this was all over. I was going to sneak onto the boat and go save AJ myself and bring him back here.” She wanted to fold in on herself, to disappear.

“It was a stupid plan but it was all I had and now Lilly got away, Violet, Omar, Aasim, and Brody are gone, and Marlon is dead and it’s all my fault.”

I don’t deserve to be alive.

“You're wrong.”

What?

“That shit isn’t your fault.” Louis said assuredly.

“We all would have died or been kidnapped if it wasn’t for you. You saved as many of us as you could.”

Clementine couldn’t begin to describe how much those words meant to her. She was so sure that Louis would hate her but… perhaps a part of him did. It wasn’t plausible for him to just forgive her like that.

“And to be honest… we need you.” He confessed.

“Half of us are gone, we’re scared, and we don’t know what to do.”

He placed his hand on her right arm, leaning in slightly as they locked eyes. Several emotions swirled in his soft brown eyes. He stared for a long moment, before letting out a defeated sigh.

“If you’re really one of us…” With one slice of his blade, Louis cut through the tape that held her forearm to the chair.

“...then help us.”

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viktor-ravencrest · 7 years ago

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2k Celebration

I’d like to do something more for the 2k celebration. In addition to you guys writing for me, I’d like to do some writing for you. I’m starting to get burnt out writing RED ICE, so I need to take a break. A good way for me to do this is to write for OTHER characters. I’m going to provide a list of prompts and characters, and you guys just have to send me a number (preferably not more than two at once as my brain can’t handle that), a character or two (or you can let me chose the character(s)), and what you’d like the pairing to be. (Please be sure to include what pronouns you want the reader to have if you chose a reader insert. If you don’t, I’ll default to she/her.) Please send your requests in as asks, not as comments on this post. I WILL NOT BE WRITING FOR CONNOR OR LOKI.

I will write for the other DBH and MCU characters, as well as Markiplier and Jacksepticeye’s Egos.

The prompts are:

1. “I apologise in advance for the inconvenience my murder is going to have on your life.”

2. “I hate you.” “Why? I’m lovely.”

3. “Murder wasn’t on today’s agenda.” “It’s not on anyone’s.” “No, it’s on mine, just not until next Thursday.”

4. “Hold on, you died.” “Yeah, well it didn’t stick.”

5. “This is my life now. I have climbed this hill and now I will die upon it.” “Shut up. We’ve only been hiking for twenty minutes.”

6. “She’s crying, what do I do?” “Go comfort her.” “How do I do that?” “Start with hugs.” “With what?”

7. “What’s our exit strategy?” “Our what?” “Oh my god, we’re all going to die.”

8. “I’m going to need chicken blood, salt, five candles, and a bottle of vodka.” “Vodka? For the spell?” “No, that’s just to make me feel better about ripping a hole in the universe.”

9. “Are you clinically insane or incredibly annoying?” “I don’t know, probably both.”

10. “I saved your lives.” “How? By stealing our freedom? Our minds? Our identity?”

11. “It takes a very special kind of idiot to pull off what you just did.”

12. “I’m getting really tired of pretending I’m not evil.”

13. “Did you just agree with me?” “Oh I wish I could take-” “Nope! You said it! No take-backs!”

14. “It’s a long story.” “You conned me into thinking you were dead for eleven months. I have time.”

15. “I regret a lot of things. Having this conversation tops the list.”

16. “I had a thought.” “Oh no.” “I swear it’s a good one this time!’

17. “FBI, open the door!” “No. It’s cooler when you break in.”

18. “Do you think they remember you?” “I sure hope not after what I did the last time I was here.” “What did you do?” “You’ll find out.”

19. “You look…” “Beautiful, I know. Can we move on?”

20. “You scared me!” “Well, I am naturally terrifying.”

21. “I’d agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.”

22. “I’d take a bullet for you, you know that.” “You’re immortal, and I’m going to kill you if you keep saying that.”

23. “You really have no clue who I am?” “You’d think the confused looks and blank stare would have answered that for you.”

24. “I am way too sober for this.”

25. “You don’t strike me as a professional criminal.” “That’s what makes me so good at it.”

26. “I don’t think of you as a protector. More like a distraction.”

27. “We have five people trying to kill us right now, what are we supposed to do?” “Actually, it’s more like eight.” “Oh, sorry I wasn’t specific enough!”

28. “If you could even comprehend where I’ve come from, you would be terrified of me.”

29. “I saved your life!” “You pushed me off a building.”

30. “You know we’re not all born with the ability to throw fireballs, right?”