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barefoothighlander · 2 years ago

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You're an amazing writer I hope you know that! What about something SFW with ghost discovering his GN s/o as a mask kink that doesn't stop at the balaclava. He just discovers that they have this weird obsession for fictional slasher guys (ghostface, Jason....) and literally any masked characters. Because I know damn well everyone reading this will relate lol! I hope you have a good day or night!

spreading the mask kink agenda🫡

warnings: gn pronouns, mostly fluff

It always intrigued him how focused you were when the two of you had movie nights, always opting for some sort of slasher film, he swore you had seen the scream movies at least 20 times during the span of your relationship.

You always watched with such intent, your eyes never leaving the screen even when some gorey scene would flash on, he was used to the violence, experiencing it first hand but he’d never seen anyone be so calm about it.

Truthfully it concerned him at first, how unfazed you were by the violence considering you would squirm when he spoke about work, he spent most of the movie watching your reactions, your face never contorted in fear or disgust, always wide-eyed in interest.

Fridays were always movie nights when he was home, a designated few hours where it was just the two of you, enjoying each other's company.

“How about a comedy?” He asks his hand on the remote flicking through the categories on the tv.

“How about Friday the 13th?”

“You’ve seen it already”

“It’s a good movie”

“You know what happens though”

“Yea but I like to rewatch, try and catch things I didn’t notice before”

“You always pick slasher films”

“Do I?”

“Yes” He looks at you with a blank expression, “C’mon let’s pick something new”

“Halloween?”

“Seriously?”

“I haven’t seen the new one”

“You’re obsessed, I swear you have a thing for guys in masks” He jokes

You freeze in your position, eyes glued to him as his words pass through your head.

“What no comeback?”

You purse your lips, shaking your head lightly as you move closer to him, sitting on the couch, the two of you settle on an old comedy movie, something to do with golfing, you aren’t paying attention, his words repeating in your head.

guys in masks

“You alright love?”

His voice breaks your trance, pulling your attention to him, his hand tracing soft patterns on your legs that sit on his lap.

“Yeah, why?”

“You haven’t said a word the whole movie, not even a pity laugh”

“Oh, just thinking I guess”

He turns his body to you, tilting his head in question, “What’s on your mind?”

“It’s nothing, just something stupid”

“C’mon, you have to tell me now”

“It’s just, what you said, I have a thing for guys in masks” You mutter

His hand stops moving, resting on your leg as his eyes watch your face for any sign of insincerity, he watches you avoid his stare, your fingers fiddling with the hem of your sweater.

“You’re being serious.”

You bite your lower lip, nodding lightly as you drop your head back, your hands covering your face at the awkward interaction, he shifts in his spot, sitting on his legs as he places his hands over yours, pulling them from your face to see you.

Your cheeks are hot as you open your eyes to see him,

“Is that why you ask me to keep mine on when we?”

“Yeah, m’sorry, it’s dumb”

“No, no it’s just, odd maybe”

“You think I’m weird” You huff a breath

“Love I’m the one that wears a skull on my face to work, if anyone’s strange it’s me” He smiles, his response relaxing your shoulders. “So what is it about the mask?”

“I dunno, the mystery maybe”

“S’that all?”

“It’s intriguing, I can’t see what faces you’re making, just your eyes”

“My eyes?”

“They’re very expressive”

He turns his face from you for a moment, thinking your words over in his head, “Expressive?”

“Yes” You let out a small chuckle, “It gives nothing away, it’s like there’s a whole different person behind the mask”

“Someone other than me?”

“Kinda, It’s always you but it just feels different when you have the mask on, trust me I don’t want anyone but you but with the Ghost rather than Simon it’s just, different”

“Different good or different bad?”

“Different good”

“So that’s why you like all the horror films”

“I guess, I’m just drawn to them, the mystery behind the killer”

“But not the killing itself?”

“Sometimes”

He quirks his head at your response, heat suddenly rising back to your cheeks.

“So the mask just, does it for you?”

“It does”

His hands resume tracing patterns over your legs, “This is… Useful information”

You cover your mouth to muffle your laugh as he grins at you, “So masks”

“Masks.” You nod

“Alright c’mon” He stands from the couch, his hand extending to you.

“Where?” You stand, taking his hand as he walks the two of you out of the room.

“To get the mask” He answers like the question was absurd, tugging you towards the bedroom.

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beannoss · 2 months ago

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with you, all in tangles (final)

3 times Yor blows kisses to Twilight and one time Twilight blows a kiss to Yor

For the @twiyorbase fluff fest! No content warnings, T-rating; manga spoilers. One chapter per day matching the daily prompts: and now complete! Today's prompt: always. <- Part three (+1)

It wasn’t the first party they’d hosted, but it was the first one where they’d rented a special space for it. Sharing director duties at WISE during a lasting peace afforded Twilight more time to genuinely relax. But of course, he would never choose genuinely relax doing this. Which was why the party was also a WISE operation. And Yor was aware of his target as they moved through the room.

Yor, on the other hand, still in her same role at City Hall and still in her same role with Garden, had taken on the planning duties for fun. And almost everyone she liked or loved was in attendance. Yor was having a great time! It also just so happened those same people were mostly the same people Twilight liked or loved, and so despite himself, Twilight also did seem to be enjoying himself.

Up until now. Yor had felt his change of mood the moment it happened, and quickly scanned the room. Oh, damnit! She thought Gorey had sent his regrets!

Then again, that man was unpredictable — wanting to curry Dr Loid Forger’s favour one moment and rejecting it the next. Judging by the way he was carrying himself, the retired former Chief Medical Director was intent on an evening for currying favour. Which meant bending Twilight’s ear with the most asinine prattle (Twilight's words) for so long he would end up lying in bed, pinching the bridge of his nose with one hand, rubbing his stomach with the other, grumbling to himself, until Yor came to bed, at which point he would move from lying against his pillow to resting his head in her lap as she read until he finally fell asleep.

But Yor — despite Gorey saying he would not be attending — had planned for this! She stole through the room, slipping easily between her guests, intercepting Gorey when he was feet away from Twilight. “Doctor Gorey! How lovely you were able to come in the end,” Yor said, stepping directly into his path. She clasped her hands in front of her, and gave him her biggest smile. “I was so sorry when we received your regrets, as I had actually actually planned to introduce you to someone this evening.”

“Mrs Forger,” Gorey greeted. He’d been trying — very rudely! — to look past her towards Twilight as she spoke, but at the mention of an introduction, he refocused. “I — well, yes my plans changed. And I thought I would see my good friend Loid —” She knew Twilight wasn’t openly listening but she also knew exactly what it felt like to have his focused attention: it had been steady from the moment she had started to move through the room. At Gorey’s casual familiarity, Twilight’s attention sharpened irritably, even as she could still hear him speaking pleasantly. Since he retired, he insists on calling me Loid, Twilight had said testily the last time this happened. At that point, Yor had put her book aside, and set her fingers to her husband’s temples, half listening as he went on and half formulating this exact plan.

“Ahh, Loid will very much want to see you,” Yor said apologetically. Lie, she sing-songed to herself. “But I really do need to introduce you. Oh, and the gentleman in question is just over here! He’s been keen to meet you ever since Loid sung your praises a few weeks ago. If you’ll come with me?”

Gorey made one more attempt to look past her — but Yor tipped her head, letting her hair fall to obscure his view. And it was clear he was very tempted by the prospect of flattery. “Well,” he finally said, puffing up his chest. “If you insist.”

“You’re doing me such a favour, Doctor Gorey,” Yor gushed.

As Gorey turned in the direction she indicated, Yor looked over her shoulder, meeting Twilight’s eyes. He didn’t smile outright, but she knew that slight curve to his lips, the way his eyes shone at her.

Quickly, before Gorey might notice, Yor winked, and blew him a kiss.

Like he had in the beginning — so adorable! — Twilight ducked his head ever so slightly, such that only she would notice, a faint flush touching his cheeks, before he turned his attention back to the people he was speaking with. Yor fell into step beside Gorey, feeling like she might be glowing just a little bit.

After Yor had set Gorey talking to a WISE agent she had roped into the ploy — with apologies! — Yor took a moment to survey the room. And if her eyes lingered on her husband —

“You two are still doing that, huh.”

Yor turned to Sylvia, who had come up beside her, wine glass in hand. “Hm?” Yor asked.

“I still remember when he came in to tell me you’d incorporated that gesture as something of a coded message into your field work.” Yor blinked at her, and Sylvia smiled — smiling regularly and openly was still new for her, and Yor always warmed to see it. It was very clear that retirement was treating her well, even if she had banned any congratulations under threat of unleashing her worst (although Yor had heard rumour that Nightfall had taken Sylvia on a beach holiday). But she knew Twilight had been worried about what she might do with herself: Yor would have to tell him later on how well she looked. Sylvia indicated Twilight across the room with a tip of her glass. “That was when I knew.”

“Knew? What did you know?”

What Sylvia hadn't lost was a tendency for speaking in riddles. At least that's what it sometimes felt like to Yor: as though she were missing half the context and had to piece everything together through obscure clues. She supposed that's what happened if one spent most of their life in espionage. Her eyes flicked to Twilight again: Anya was looking conspiratorial beside him and something she said made him laugh. Involuntarily, Yor smiled, swayed a little towards them.

Or, she corrected, losing one's smile was what happened if one spent most of their life in espionage, without the benefit of a confidante outside of that life. Although, she supposed she was really more beside that life, than outside of it. But still!

“In his earliest honeypot missions,” Sylvia answered (hopefully), “I’d have to coach him through doing the romantic things. Wine, flowers,” Sylvia waved a hand, “The cliches that are usually good enough early on in a courtship. Later, longer assignments might require he have more nuance, gifts more specifically tailored to his targets,”Sylvia slid a sly glance to Yor at this, and despite herself, Yor felt herself blush. Twilight treating Yor as he would a target had never really worked as planned. “But for the work he was doing at that point in his career, barely more than a rookie, the cliches would typically have been fine. Except he was terrible at them. At almost everything else, he was exemplary, almost annoyingly so, honestly. But he struggled with the…” Sylvia swirled the wine in her glass as she considered. “The softer? Squishier? Things.”

“Lovey-dovey,” Yor suggested softly, remembering.

Sylvia cut her another glance. Her smile was a little knowing. “Sure. Lovey-dovey. He would under-do it to the point it would risk the mission and I’d have to step in to force the issue.” She shook her head, took a sip of her drink. “He got better at it obviously. Though he still tended to rely on charm and other tactics where possible... Then he appeared one day, shortly after you two began joint field work. Reported to me about a new coded message: you'd started blowing kisses to one another.” That surprised Yor a little, though it shouldn’t have. Sylvia says shortly after we started working together but… I wonder when exactly it actually was… Knowing Twilight, it could easily have been after the first time, in anticipation. But it may also not have been until after they’d shared their feelings with one another. Or that first time Yor had been aware that Twilight had come close to death. Or the first time Twilight had been aware of Yor coming close to death… A dozen other possibilities came to mind. She would ask him. Sylvia went on, “I didn't need details, I didn't need to pry; he was our best. He knew that and so did I. But I asked him to clarify. What did it mean? When and why and under what contexts could blowing kisses work in the field?” Sylvia laughed. “When I tell you he gave me the stormiest look — insofar as he emoted outwardly at all. I hadn't seen even the shadow of an expression like that since the earliest days of his training.”

Yor smiled a little. “He couldn't say what it meant?”

“What he managed to describe was nearly nonsense. He essentially told me that it meant: This or that, depending on context, depending on mission. You two just understood. That was enough, leave it alone.” Sylvia shook her head. “And that's why I knew. Because he was a master of communication, verbal, non-verbal, subtle gestures, doublespeak, whatever a mission called for or an ally needed. But he also valued precision. A specific gesture that meant different things nearly every time it was used? That's sloppy. That's risky.” Sylvia's amusement deepened, her eyebrow raised pointedly. “Unless, of course, there's an intimacy there, which all but mitigated the risk.”

“Hmm…” Yor raised a hand to her chin, looked across the room to where Twilight was listening intently to Becky. Becky had long shed her crush on Twilight, but she still liked to ask his opinion on things. In much the same way she still met with Yor to brush up on her self-defence skills whenever she was back in Berlint from university. It was sweet. Yor smiled slightly.

He felt her gaze; of course he did. It was only a flicker, his eyes darting to meet Yor's. It was enough.

Sylvia had it wrong. Yor understood exactly what Twilight hadn't said — there really was only one meaning. She would ask him, later, why he wasn't more specific with Sylvia. Had he not known then? Or had he not anticipated her probe? Had he wanted to keep it personal, even back then, when he had thought he couldn't have anything personal? Something else? Yor had her suspicions.

Standing beside Sylvia, remembering Twilight at that time, she could see the logic of his deflection. She supposed one could say that the meaning differed a little, after all, the context resulted in courses of action specific to the where and the when and the why. But at the end of the day, through the dozens (or hundreds? She would ask Twilight later; he would remember) of times they blew kisses to one another, in missions and in life, the meaning really was always just the same.

Don't worry. I have this. I have you. Trust me.

Or, she supposed there was one progression… It really hadn't been too long before it had really meant

Trust us.

All at once, she felt too far away. Yor turned her attention back to Sylvia, smiled brightly. She had learned something of deflection, too, over the years. “Thank you for sharing that with me,” she said sincerely. “And I suppose… I suppose it was something that just... worked. We didn’t really explain it to ourselves, either.”

Sylvia gave her a long, searching look. “Heh,” she murmured, looking into her glass before downing the last sip. “So he's taught you a few tricks then.” Yor felt her eyes widen and Sylvia laughed. “Go on, I can see you want to go to him.”

Once upon a time, Yor might have felt embarrassed, for her feelings, for being so obvious, for being a little rude in being so obvious. But what was the point? Sylvia was a good friend; they were surrounded by good friends or people they trusted well enough. Well, except for Doctor Gorey and the target of WISE's operation. But both of them were presently and thoroughly engaged, and no worry of hers.

She let her affection for Sylvia shine through on her face. Just as Sylvia's eyebrows rose a fraction in surprise — hehe! Success! — Yor winked.

Then she crossed the room, stepped lightly into place beside Twilight. His arm came around her before he even turned to her. Yor took the moment to smile in greeting to Anya and Becky, then slid her arm around his waist in turn. When he looked down at her, she beamed up at him.

“Hi, love,” Twilight murmured, handsome as ever with some grey at the temples and a few lines at the corners of his eyes. His beloved eyes, warm and smiling with welcome. There was a question there, about Sylvia, about Gorey, but she would tell him about that later.

“Hi!” Yor chirped. And — ignoring how Anya said Eugh! Mama! — she rose to her toes, gave a quick peck to the edge of his mouth.

At his raised eyebrows when she dropped back down to her heels, Yor winked, and blew him a kiss.

Thank you for reading & I hope you enjoyed 😘

#twiyorfluffweekend #twiyor #spy x family #spy family #spy x family fic #flash fic #here fandom take this!#don't think too hard about the spy logic here ok

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pojofi96 · 4 months ago

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Finally 😈 a chance to talk about my mans

Short answer is yes obvi but like his character, my thoughts on this are a bit more complicated.

In the flashbacks we see showing his life “before”, he was shown to be an exemplary dad - but of course, this would inevitably change somewhat with being traumatized. Hanzo at his core is a flawed person and the very essence of his story lies in his humanity - most notably, his mistakes and circumstances - and how he copes with his own earned consequences + just straight up awful luck. This is inevitably going to reflect on how he tutors/raises children and MKX Blood Ties illustrates this well with his treatment of Takeda.

Throughout most of Takeda’s shown upbringing, Hanzo is shown to be in a tetchy mental state and it makes him prone to being overly harsh when scolding him for a minor mistake. You get the feeling Hanzo is purposely trying to keep him at a careful emotional distance as strictly “teacher and student”, even though it’s evident that their relationship is more through their own shared needs of familial bonds. It’s not abuse by any stretch of the imagination but the distinction between a “tutor” and a “father” is important to remember when examining their relationship. There’s a plentitude of potential reasons that Hanzo could have for acting like this given his past and what he lost, so you can’t truly blame this aspect of his character for being any fault of his own. Again, he is only a man making sense of the circumstances that were thrust upon him. But this inevitably would affect how he “raises” people.

The comic goes deeper into Hanzo’s mental state and how his hellfire works in the first place - and it’s here that we see something crucial. At it’s core, his utilization of it (i.e. how he has to relive the most traumatic event of his life every time he uses it to put himself in a bad headspace) is counterintuitive by design to his own growth and recovery. His strength, his most defining battle trait, is also what’s dragging him down. Objectively, Hanzo would have to let down his own personal guards (not use his hellfire) to keep from falling back into bad habits. But the current state of his life - strife with combat and the constant threat of sudden gorey death - doesn’t allow room for his emotional growth. On top of that he’s responsible for the well being of a kid, so he doesn’t have room to think about himself - he has to put Takeda first. But that also begs the question of if he had the chance to escape that life - would he? Does he have the capability to let down his hellfire when it’s because of his hellfire that he’s still even alive?

He’s not truly doomed but Hanzo believes to his core that he is and this is one of his biggest obstacles to his self recovery - this belief makes him lash out and self-sabotage - and it keeps him from really making any remarkable progress in getting better.

That being said, I was genuinely surprised to see the reactions for this tweet mostly being unconditionally positive on Hanzo’s side. What I’m trying to say is that Hanzo is far from perfect, he’s far from a perfect mentor and a perfect father. He’s still a good person at heart though - he does his best and Hanzo’s biggest flaw at the end of the day is the result of being human in hellish circumstances. It’s worth noting that Takeda in the end grew up to be an upstanding young man who feels very positively about his father-figure-mentor… so Hanzo did remarkably well overall, a lot better than most people could do in those same conditions. But all the replies being like “Anyone who says no deserves to be executed” feels like they’re missing something crucial about him. Him being attractive doesn’t absolve him of accountability!

In canon, he’s more accurate to the relative that we know has had a rough life that we all have complicated feelings about.

#mortal kombat #mk11 #mkx #MKX blood ties #hanzo hasashi #scorpion #character essay #character exploration #essay

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yanderes-galore · 1 year ago

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And if you can can you do a fluffy lefty au with your prompts 31 and 42

Sure! First Fluffy AU Lefty content, I hope you enjoy how I take the character. Lefty is referred to as They/Them in this as idk if I want them male or female for the AU (Since they are no longer two different beings).

Yandere! Fluffy AU! Lefty Prompts 31 + 42

"I'd make you bleed just to get an even better taste of you...."

"Even if I have to break you... I'll never stop loving you."

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic? (Really hard to tell)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Gore, Biting, Blood, Graphic descriptions, Blood consumption, Half consumption in general, Graphic scene of you essentially being bitten into, Violence, Disturbing content, Guilt, Marking, Accidentally took inspiration from Beastars, Dubious but forced attachment/companionship.

Lefty has always been rather quiet. Even before their accident they never said much. Lefty's been rather isolated throughout their time in the facility, not quite a failure, yet no longer perfect either.

Lefty was a black, gray, and red bear created for the Rockstar line of experiments. Their chest is adorned with a golden star pattern and they used to have the most stunning gold eyes. However, after an incident, the bear was left scarred.

They looked mostly the same except for a missing eye. The sight is disturbing, a gorey hole decorated with what looks like claw marks. Lefty was quiet and isolated before, but they only ever got worse after the incident.

As their caretaker you noticed this change in behavior. Their mind was never the same after the traumatic event. The bear was still very reserved, but now their gaze seemed off.

They always kept staring at you. You had tried your best to socialize Lefty after the event, even tending to their wound whenever you can. They weren't quite failed so you could still be around them, just... damaged. Mentally and physically, Lefty was damaged.

They never really improved, they just stayed quiet... all while staring at you.

Perhaps you should've known their quiet nature meant danger somewhere down the line... it's always the quiet ones, huh?

Were they feral, is that what happened? Was Lefty just another monster kept in this place, only to be let out after a break out? Should you have never shown them kindness? Maybe you should've just been cruel, if you did would you still be in this situation?

The blaring sound of alarms and sirens violate your ears. The room is bathed in red, the light making it hard to see the color of the substances on the ground. You knew better... it was blood, blood from monsters and blood from friends.

At this point... maybe even blood from you.

Pain shoots through you as claws dig into your sides. The black bear's teeth dig into the flesh between your shoulder and neck with such uncharacteristic ferocity. Each pulse of pain was met with a lick, like the bear was trying to apologize.

You didn't understand why the bear was doing this. You thought you were on the bear's good side. You thought they liked you!

Oh.. if only you knew.

The bear did indeed like you, a bit too much honestly. Like some form of cuteness aggression the bear bit into you to release some tension in their mind. They love your taste, they love you, they want to surround themselves with you.

They'd do anything to keep you to themselves.

"Even if I have to break you... I'll never stop loving you." The bear whispers, pulling away from your wound with a blood covered maw. Their whispers sound so sweet, so comforting, yet they are still the one causing your pain. It's like they mean well... all while consuming your flesh like they'll die without it.

You doubt you'll leave this place alive.

"I'll make you bleed just to get an even better taste of you...." Lefty whispers again, licking your face. You feel the saliva they produce stain your cheek, yet you don't have the energy to care. "I can't get enough of you... I'm so sorry...."

They sound like they have remorse in their tone. Their instincts are driving them, the scent of blood making their eye blown wide. They aren't sure what they want to do with you.

Do they want to mark you? Maul you? Eat you? They don't know. All they know is they want more.

Lefty looks at their human with a sad lock. You're in so much pain. You have such a look of betrayal in your eyes. It makes the bear hesitate.

But then the scent of blood drives them to continue. It's all around them. It swirls like a captivating meal and scent... it makes them want more.

Lefty remind themselves that they want more... they want more of you.

So... they'll take more... they'll take more until they're satiated.

Even if it hurts you both.

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scarlet97531 · 6 months ago

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⭕️❗️CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT HOW A BOOK SERIES FOR NINE YEAR OLDS LITERALLY STARTS WITH GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND DOES NOT GET BETTER??????

((General warning for graphic depictions of violence, lots of caps lock, and some swearing sprinkled in for fun for the rest of this post, also I don’t hate WoF, I love WoF, but I also think it’s batshit insane and needs to be addressed (in a pretty unserious way)))

The fucking prologue.

HELLO??? AM I CRAZY FOR THINKING THIS IS A BIT MUCH FOR THE PROLOGUE OF A CHILDREN’S BOOK???

This shot was the gateway drug for us istg. This fucking book series got is so hooked on fictional violence man 😭

We were drawing detailed dragon gore as fanart, looking at detailed gore that other people had drawn as fanart?

Seriously am I crazy????? This is the second main character killing her father to prove a point?????????

This is what we get for an explanation for where the first main character came from? His backstory is literally that his mom sold him for some cows??????????????????? WTF

Also just mudwing society in general is. It seems. Pretty weird. Like really weird.

“As the [human] shrieked again, she bent down and bit off its head.

“Blech,” she said, spitting it out again immediately. The head bounced across the grass as the body slowly toppled over, blood pouring out of it’s neck.”

UM?? OKAY!!

“She scored her talons along his wing, ripping open the scars”

“She shook Dune lightly, as if she were shaking the fluff off a dead pigeon. He clawed at her talons, his eyes bulging. “I mean, what use is a crippled dragon who cannot fly? I’m surprised you haven’t killed yourself already, SandWing. But I can take care of that for you.”

DAMN????

“No!” Sunny screamed, leaping at them.

But it was too late. With a chilling crack, Queen Scarlet snapped Dune’s neck and dropped his body on the stone floor.

“Dune!” Sunny howled. She squirmed past Scarlet and crouched beside him, shaking him with her front talons. His mangled wing flopped, his scales scraped against the rocks. His black eyes were empty. “Dune, wake up!””

HOLY SHIT???? WHY WAS THIS NECESSARY FOR A CHILDRENS BOOK

WHAT THE FUCK

AND THIS IS JUST SOME OF THE FIRST BOOK, DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON LEGENDS OF DARKSTALKER MAN THAT SHIT WAS CRAZY

THIS IS BEING SOLD FOR NINE YEAR OLDS

THIS COULD VERY WELL BE A CHILD’S FIRST INTRODUCTION TO DEATH

WHAT WAS TUI THINKING???????????

LIKE ACTUALLY WHAT????

Honestly it is so unsurprising we turned out the way we did when this is what we were reading as a kid 😭

Literally our primary caretaker is named after Scarlet. The same scarlet in those quotes earlier. Like this shit is so in our brain and has been since we were twelve.

This shit. Is. Crazy.

And then every time I try to point out flaws In the writing or the plot ppl tell me “oh it’s not that deep it’s just a children’s book it’s not a big deal” LIKE. FUCKING. HELL IT IS.

ABSOLUTELY NOT. NO FUCKING WAY.

I am completely convinced that if we had never read these books our gorey pseudo memories would not be HALF as detailed and disturbingly accurate as they are now. Like seriously we did so well in anatomy classes because of this. Maybe that’s mostly the autism but i we never would have been so interested in anatomy if we weren’t trying to figure out how to draw anatomically accurate dragon disembowelment because of these damn books 😭

Anyways all this said I still fucking love wings of fire and I’m thinking of bringing back that thing where I draw cute cartoony dragons dying horribly :3

If anyone has horror stories about growing up reading wings of fire I want to hear them

WAIT ONE LAST THING- I forgot to mention the icewing massacre, attempted genocide, and general dragon racism….. hmmmm a topic for another time perhaps

#killer ⭕️❗️#wof #wings of fire #wings of fire books #dragonets of destiny #the dragonet prophecy #darkstalker legends #war of sandwing succession #queen scarlet #scarlet wof

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invisiblemans-horror-corner · 2 months ago

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tiny rant about terrifier

So as a horror fan I like to span out and try and watch everything I can. recently a few weeks ago I watched terrifier 2 (yes i skipped the first movie only because a friend was over and convinced us to watch this instead)

the movie is about a demonic clown named "Art" this guy

and I have some things to say... I am not a fan at all...

Could be me being consumed by nostalgia and not liking anything new or just being a hater idk but i do not like the movie(s).

Something about this clown going around mostly killing only women in the most horrific ways possible really urks me. it feels like try hard gore fest instead of actual horror itself.

the acting in this movie was not very good, i like bad acting in campy fun movies like "dead alive/brain dead" but that actually aids in the movie being better. meanwhile in terrifer it seems like the actresses arent that great. The actor for art the clown i will admit was a treat. He captured the mime aesethic and movements so perfectly it was a great job done.

I know in alot of old movies you have the final girl being tortured and what not but always surviving in the end and alot of men get killed as well, in terrifier it seems like he only goes after women and kills men when they're in the way, his main target is torturing women. i dont like movies that do that.

terrifier just seems like a very edgy, gorey, shock humor movie. which we honestly need to stop making these. (if you enjoy them then go ahead!) but they are not for me.

if anyone wants to critique anything i said or correct me on something i might have got wrong go ahead!

#terrifier #horror critique

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villainsimpqueen · 10 months ago

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Eternal Bloodlines

Adriana tepes/ Alucard x Male Dhampire reader

This fanfic is for 18+ Audience's due to it containing gorey themes and later on smut.

Also available on A03

chapter 7

Alucard watched as you and Sypha left him with the Belmont. Both vanishing in the alleyways.

"Eat shit and die." Trevor said suddenly.

"Yes, Fuck you." Alucard snapped back glancing back over to the human man. There was a pause before both of them started chuckling at their immaturity, indirectly proving the speaker woman correct.

"What is it like?" Trevor asked suddenly, his eyes moving to the door where you and Sypha had vanished from.

"Meeting another exactly like you?"

Alucard paused thinking over it.

"We are nothing alike." He states before leaning back on the boxes he was sitting on top of.

"We may both be dhampires, but in all similarities that is where it ends. Though it is strange, I'm sure if there was another one my father would have known and would most likely have met us in my younger years. He is Nordic and my father has one general from that area, strange that he has never mentioned about a nordic dhampir who is slightly older than me." He explains to the monster hunt watching. How Trevor's face contorts as he thinks.

"Perhaps the guy was hidden away from even the general eye." He answers, it was a good answer, a logical one.

He could accept and answer like that.

"So he clearly drank from humans, what about you?" The hunter asks and Alucard frowns,

Yes, that brings up your diet habits.

You went with Sypha to activate pressure blood, even if it was animal blood, but your threat was clear.

It was animals or humans, either way you were going to feast on blood regardless.

"I do not drink. Never human, mostly pig or sheep. I never was allowed to form such habits." He answers. Another difference between you and Him.

He didn't need blood unless it was to heal serious injuries. His parents never allowed him to get addicted to the taste of blood, having him gain most of his nutritional values from human meals and the occasional glass of animal blood his father extracted.

But never a human, it was disrespectful towards his mother.

But despite him never having a taste of human blood didnt mean he didn't have instincts too. The current sound of blood rushing through the human man just a mere few feet away from him made his fangs tingle. Made his mouth water more and more with each heartbeat he could hear from trevors chest.

Instincts that always were so tempting but he never allowed them to consume him.

Instincts that you seemed glad to indulge, glad to participate in your vampiric hunger.

'Unless you want some poor village getting pillaged due to my hunger?'

So did you teach yourself to sink your fangs into animals instead of humans? From what he had remembered from the few balls and gatherings his father had with generals where he was allowed to participate in with his mother, The Vampires tended to see humans as nothing more than livestock.

You were half human like himself, but you clearly were raised more into Vampire culture and of course in a whole other country, lands and cultures that differed than Wallachians.

Did you seek to change your feeding habits yourself? Or did your human mother help you? You had said she should have chosen death instead of being your mother, so did you have to watch her suffer at the hands of your vampire father? Did you take pity on her and started eating animals due to it?

But that mustn't be the case if you threatened to slaughter a village to feed. So you must still feed on humans , maybe not as a sole food resource like the other vampires did.

Alucard hated how curious he was, how badly he wanted to ask you what Human blood tastes like, if it was more pleasant than the simple smells of it, the soothing sound of it being pumped through a human's body.

So it's mr.shirtless I gotta keep an eye on them." Trevor says with a scoff before sparing him a glance.

"How exactly are we going to kill Dracula? Do you even know where the castle is?"

Important questions that deserved answers, ones he did not have or know how to answer.

"Or is this some sort of suicidal pack?"

Alucard meets the hunters eyes.

"Well." He answers the hunter and he can see the storm in the belmonts eyes.

He looked as if he was going to say something but it fell when the voice of the speaker soon echoed from outside of the house and once she entered. She was complaining about something you did, and He learns it was handing her a jug of blood when she asked you what it tasted like.

He caught the smell of sea salt and something else making his eyes snap towards the door, the sun bright behind you making the red highlights of your h/c hair gleam as bright as the crimson stained on your lips. Like the brightest of sunsets right before nightfall took over all the lands bathing it in its darkness for the creatures of night to awake by.

He knew by vampire standards staring was challenging, provoking, but his eyes stayed glued to you as you licked your lips, your tongue moving over the crimson on your fangs.

He felt his own fangs tingle more and more at the sight of the red liquid being licked away.

He soon felt your cold glare snapping to him, how your eyes had a slight gleam to them as you refused to back down. It was him who looked away, he didn't necessarily need to, but it was best to prevent a fight, as the tension grew thicker into the air.

He watched you soon move back, seeming to brighten up some when you saw a horse trot towards you.

"You both don't need to be so Rude." Sypha scolded them but Alucard looked away.

"How do you reckon we make it through this alive?" Trevor questioned instead, changing the subject back on topic.

"I am not sure that will be a possibility. Two humans and Two Dhampires against my fathers army.." He spoke.

"I never said i was throwing my life away to kill some mad man." Your voice cut through the conversation and it caused all three of them to look at you. You were leaning against your horse's shoulder as you eyed them.

"But..You went to look for the soldier." Sypha spoke up, seeming surprised at what you had said. You merely shrugged and then motioned your hand towards him.

"And he is found. And is nothing but the half breed of said mad man." You said your words so bluntly..

"You don't have to be an ass." Trevor sneered at you and your eyes barely even narrowed as you looked at them all.

"I ain't. The speakers made it sound that the so-called soldier was like an angel, he's not. A half breed vampire who was put in those catacombs by his mad father. And now he's expecting that a piss smelling monster hunter with an old and fraying whip, a speaker woman who has never traveled from her family's caravan and only fighting experience with magic is what? Barely a few months? and another half breed is going to give up their lives for them to barely get five steps into the castle and be shredded to death in less than two seconds." You explained your reasoning as you stared at them and you shook your head.

"But you can fight" Sypha speaks up, the two men looked at her before focusing on you.

"Back in the forest, I saw you take out those night creatures by yourself before I could send flames over to your aid. With your help we could make it through, we could actually kill Dracula." She sounded so confident, so sure of herself. There was something else, how she looked at you that didn't make sense to him yet.

You shook your head.

"Nah…I'm not getting myself killed for that…Besides I have people, people who raised me since i was a lad in there, a suicidal death is unworthy of betraying them."

Trevor and Sypha stared at you in disbelief but Alucard could understand. You had family in his fathers castle, vampires that you were closer to than any one of them. To ask you to betray your people over strangers was unfair and unrealistic to ask.

Yet asking you to betray them to save all of humanity? Was that too much to ask? Alucard did not know how to ask you to turn your back on everything you knew. To turn against your own people, your own parent.

"You said you would keep me safe." Sypha spoke softly and your eyes moved to her.

"I did. You're not dead from him." You said bluntly, distant almost.

"So you will not see to it I am safe?"

Alucard glanced at the woman, he was unsure why she thought such things would work. Yet he moved his eyes back onto your face to your narrowed eyes as you stared at her, unmoving and yet something still seemed to swirl in them.

"I can take you back to your caravan where you'd be safe with your family." Was your answer.

"And if I run back here to them?" Sypha questioned you.

You stared at her, your face was hard for him to read, hard to see what you were thinking at that moment.

"I am not in care of your actions then." You spoke.

"Sypha, let it be." Trevor said, pushing off the wall of the abandoned house.

"If he's not going to help then it is no use trying to beg." The man says, rolling his neck.

Yet Alucard could see there was something in Syphas eyes as she stared into yours.

She could see something, they couldn't, He realized as Sypha moved from the floor and towards you.

"And if I asked you to?" She asks so softly.

You clenched your teeth feeling them grit against each other as you stared into the eyes of the present and the past.

You hated it, You hated how you could faintly hear her pleading voice hunting you like a gust of wind.

"Find love, promise me y/n you will find love, true love."

You watched those eyes dilate at you as they seemed to tremble waiting for your answer. You hated how you felt yourself slowly breaking down at them.

No you felt no such things towards the women that held those eyes in her skull. You had no such desires for her, you knew that deep down.

Her eyes are so much like your mothers, perhaps like yours had she still stayed around and you haven't grown so ... .inhuman.

Your mother had tried so hard with your born wrong siblings that very few even got a chance to take a gasping breath before crumbling away, taken back to hell's fires.

Had one of them survived, would they have eyes like the woman staring at you? Would they too have your mothers eyes over your fathers?

You hated how the woman in front of you made you see such familiarities and yet differences to your mother, how they tricked your head like some sort of disease and filled it with such feelings one would have towards a younger kin.

This war had nothing to do with you.

Getting involved would go completely against your fathers wishes and would get you killed..

You may be slightly mad like your damn father, But you weren't an idiot, your mothers wisdom saw to it that you could think well.

The four of you would surely die if you all stormed the castle to take on the mad king and his army. You weren't sure how your father would react to see you openly commit treason against the King of Vampires.

You both were not close, simply acknowledging each other at best.

There was no way your father would turn against the king for you. a half bred child. He would not call off his men, Your people, from attacking four dumbasses who believed they could kill a mad king just because of you.

But as you glared into Sypha's eyes…

How many other humans out there, that was like your mother? How many were her kind of people? Your mother had taught you many things besides reading and writing and basic math, she had told you stories of her people, how the village she was in was merely a small part of it. Her people, she had told you were all over.

She was no speaker, your year traveling in Wallachia made that clear to you, but she was similar to the speakers. A similarity and difference between her and the young woman a few years perhaps two or three at most younger than you shared.

You hated them.

This war had nothing to do with you, If she wouldn't be stupid, she would see it doesn't have to be her too. You could take her back to her little caravan and she would be safe, she wouldn't be shredded to pieces by vampires like your mother had. She doesn't have to die powerless and full of fear like your dear mother had.

But the look in her wavering eyes of uncertainty and yet hope, you could tell.

Foolishly like your mother, She was choosing danger, death, for others.

Like how she chose for you.

…

But the woman in front of you could fight…

…

she didn't have to be powerless.

…

Perhaps, you could teach her to cremate even the fastest inhuman creatures of the night…

You…

you could..Teach her to send vampires to the depths of hell with her flames.

Haldin made a noise from behind you, the gentle beast nudged into your back with his shoulder as if the creature knew of your thoughts. Pushing you to later ones, as if those were the right thoughts to be thinking of completely. Or perhaps you were in fact more mad like your father, Godbrand than you would like to admit. Horses had no thoughts of such things, yet the gentle beast had steered your head like a ship turning on crashing waves, and the ocean eyes you were staring into, were like ice from your homelands, clear and oddly welcoming.

You pushed off and rolled your shoulders, your ax felt almost heavy against it. A blade that went from killing vampires in blind raged revenge, to shredding humans in ravenous bloodlust and hunger, to slaughtering night creatures in disdain ... .Would it really be used now to teach a human to kill one half of your blood? Used to go against everything you were taught, to go against the mad king killing over a human wife…To even strike against your own blood?

It felt so heavy and yet so light as it pressed against your shoulder blade as you moved directly in front of the human woman.

The two men, Hunter and Dhampire, stiffen hands moving to a frayed whip and an enchanted sword hilt.

"Don't be stupid."

…You told her as you stared into her eyes, a warning, a hidden plea. You did not want to waste time teaching her the vampires ways and her fail….But deep down you knew…you just did not want to grow attach, Allow yourself to selfishly think of her as kin,and have to watch her to be slaughtered and you being forced to be alone once again.

'Don't get yourself killed'

Sypha looked up at you, unmoved by your glare, you could see its chill in the reflection of her eyes as she stared back at you, how they softened like ice caps melting in the spring sun and yet hardened like protective thorns of flowers in the summer heat.

"If there is any way you can help us, help us." She speaks to you, looking at you as if you were something other than a bloodthirsty monster.

You hated it.

But it made you feel warm, like a warmth you had forgotten.

"You will have to learn to be faster with your magic."

You watched how her face brightened like stars with a smile that reached her eyes.

You forced out a breath as you looked at the two men behind her, accessing them. How they seemed surprised to you agreeing. You ignored how the hunter muttered something on the lines of him being damned and hoe the so called prince of vampires stared at you, studying your every move like a wolf watching a lone buck.

"You'll need more than some enchanted sword and a fraying whip." You speak again before taking a step back from the woman you were refusing to accept as your own blood.

Trevor moved closer to you and Sypha.

"I want to go home." He says and you watched Sypha whirl around at him quickly.

"Not you too now!" She bristles some as if ready to scold him.

Trevor looked at her for a moment, eyes slightly widened at her wild change but they settled.

"I want to go home, because of the Belmont hold. He's right, we need more and if anyone has guides on how to kill Dracula and to get to his mysterious moving castle, it is my family's hold." He justifies his words wisely.

"Then we should all get moving before we lose sunlight to be started." Alucard speaks moving from his crate of boxes and heading to the carriage.

You watched as Trevor moved before looking back at Sypha clearly distrusting leaving her by your side, yet Sypha didn't leave your side as she chose to walk beside you to the carriage.

"You think he will do well with the other two and help pull?" She asked you to turn her head towards Haldin.

You felt a grin grow on your face as you looked at your steed who stared back at you ears alert but flinching back. His front hoof clacking into the dirt as if he understood her very words and dared her to try it.

"If you want that carriage to lose its wheels." You quipped

"A no then." She quickly states as she watches Trevor move to the front of the carriage to take its coach seat. Alucard climbing in on the back side his legs dangled from it as he sat and watched the both of you.

You moved to your cocky stallion running your hand from his muzzle to his mane before gripping his saddle and pulling yourself up onto him. Once settled you look at Sypha you look at you with a smile.

"You should go to the carriage." You tell her as you watch her put a hand on Haldin's muzzle looking at you.

"Thank you." She whispers to you a look in her eyes that made your chest warm and you hated so much.

You forced out a grunt of acknowledgement much like what you'd do to your Father. Her smile did not fall as she turned and moved to the carriage joining the hunter up front.

You watched the carriage wheels start to go in their circulation movements and you gently pressed your boot heel into haldins side, feeling your horse move to follow the carriage after it.

You ignored the sunrise eyes that watched you from his side vision as he seemed to pretend that he was entirely focused on his chatter with the two humans ... .And how the sun hit his hair with the morning light that you never had liked before in a way that made you want to like it.

You could hear Trevor tell old bar fighting stories and you wondered if you were the only one who had thought…

were so fucked.

chp 8

#castlevania x reader #adrian tepes x reader #adrian tepes #alucard x reader #trevor belmont #sypha belnades #18+ fanfic

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bardcore-jaskier · 2 years ago

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♡ My thoughts on Yennskier + headcanons ♡

(Edited post)

- What makes this whole thing so funny and exciting to me is that Yennefer used to think that Jaskier was just some annoying sing songy twit before. While Jaskier's dramatic arse used to consider Yennefer an enemy until she saved him from Rience XD XD XD

- I adored the everliving FUCK out of their scenes together in season 2! Their dynamic is so fucking good! AAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!

- Yennskier, the ship we didn't know we needed, but definitely deserved! Their chemistry is so fucking perfect and their dynamic works so well!

- Personally I think that this ship is actually, currently, THE healthiest and most wholesome one of all my Jaskier ships! At least as of season 2! (Even if Geraskier remains as my OTP)

- In Oxenfurt, when Jaskier and Yennefer got to know eachother better without Geralt's presence to distract them both, ever since they saw the real, raw and vulnerable sides of eachother and became friends, I couldn't help but notice how absolutely toothrottingly perfect they are together!

- Legit, and I kid you not! I can't picture Yennefer and Jaskier having anything other than that deep kind of connection where you know that you are loved, appreciated and adored, despite all your flaws. The kind of love where you know you're not alone, that this person is your family and will always have your back no matter what.

- Yennefer, despite being one of the most powerful sorceresses on the entire continent, treats Jaskier as an equal by the time Ciri gets possessed. (Bro, like even Geralt doesn't do that! Jaskier is his friend, sure, but I've never seen Geralt treating him as an equal.)

- Yennefer and Jaskier have a mutual respect for eachother, they trust eachother, they enjoy eachother's company. All of those things are A CRUCIAL part of having a solid foundation to build a honest, sturdy, long-lasting and happy relationship upon.

- From compatibility POV, they work together a lot better than Geralt and Yennefer did. With Jaskier, there are no djinn related consent issues, there wouldn't be any communication issues and he would probably be a positive influence on Yennefer's mental health.

- Whereas her relationship with Geralt was quite frankly chaotic, explosive, sometimes even toxic. It was built upon a shaky foundation of lust, djinn magic and exchanged favors. Like c'mon, their time together as an on-and-off couple mostly consisted of having kinky unicorn sex, trauma dumping, dealing with magical, gorey and insanely dangerous situations, then talking about said situations until they have a fight! Leaving eachother every time in the end because they can't seem to make it work long-term. They're incompatible because in canon, the only thing that finally made them stick together for good, was an orphaned girl in need of protection. It's not right, kind of like parents who are postponing their divorce until their daughter grows up :/

- Jaskier on the other hand, despite his magic-less ordinary humanity has a hilariously witty, optimistic, stupidly brave, highly empathetic, loyal and supportive personality. Yennefer would have an understanding partner who loves her, cherishes her, acceptc her for who she is without judgement nor pity. A partner who would make it his life's mission to help her see the good things this world has to offer, to make her happy because she deserves it!

- Damn it all, they both have been through enough, they both deserve a break. They actually GET eachother. I can already feel a drabble forming in my brain, set a week or so after the whole Voleth Mier shebang, Jaskier is struggling with PTSD and nightmares about Rience, Yennefer is struggling with guilt and shame because she put Ciri in danger. So while Geralt is too busy with Ciri's training to be there for Jaskier and he feels too betrayed to be in Yennefer's company, neither Yen nor Jask have anyone to turn to in Kaer Morhen, except eachother. Three months confined to a witcher keep together? Now that is a LOT of time to spend with someone you can be openly vulnerable around, bond with, heal and share joy with, unexpectedly falling in love....

- Yennefer too is an extremely good match for Jaskier, it's almost uncanny how much she completes him! Jaskier would finally have an understanding and loving partner who truly saw him when others didn't bother. And Yennefer liked what she saw, the familiar face of a simple human bard who offered kindness and compassion to strangers even if it could kill him. She saw courage, honesty, forgiveness and so much good, a collection of rare qualities she had never thought could exist within one single person all at once. After Voleth Mier, all that goodness was given to her so freely, it is still being given to her everyday, so she knows a treasure when it looks her right in the eyes with such easy warmth. She would make it her life's mission to cling onto him with everything she's got, to love and cherish him the way he deserves, to protect the only person she deems worthy of holding her heart!

- They have a lot in common too. From both having a knack for fashion, both being mischievous little shits at heart and both having high standards when it comes to personal hygiene. To also having similar tastes in both alcohol, humor, luxury and entertainment.....if Yennefer's kinky orgy party and Jaskier's reputation as the biggest slut on the continent is anything to go by.

- Speaking of sex, both of them having a high libido and exceptional skills in bed aside, they're fucking GORGEOUS people! Why wouldn't they find eachother attractive?

- Yennefer is basically a Goddess, beauty personified! She is elegant and breathtaking, everyone knows it.

- However, since a majority of the Witcher fandom usually dismisses Jaskier in favor of simping for Geralt, I can, I must and I WILL gush about how pretty Jaskier is! Cuz clearly some of them bitches be blind, Yennefer is one lucky witch!

- Jaskier is like only 1,5 inches shorter than his grouchy snowman friend. Meaning he is tall as all hell and he definitely isn't lacking in the muscle department either, that bard is jacked yo. His voice is soothing and his vocabulary is extensive enough to make the most experienced of whores blush from pillow talk. He has VERY soft looking hair and he has one of the most angelic fucking faces I've ever seen. His eyes are the clearest shade of blue and his expressions + mannerisms are absolutely adorable! Ok, I'm done gushing, onto the next point....

- Unlike Jaskier, I don't think I have a dummy thick enough of a vocabulary to express how much dopamine Yennskier fanfics give me, more specifically when their husband and wife act from Oxenfurt becomes an inside joke for them, leaving the rest of Kaer Morhen's inhabitants confused as fuck.

- Geralt getting a bit jealous? His brothers wondering when that could have happened? Ciri feeling bamboozled as well?

- It's all shits and giggles until somebody giggles and shits. It won't take long until their inside joke is no longer a joke. They already bicker like a married couple anyway XD

- I can not help but also headcanon Jaskier as not fully human. It would be sad if he up and died on his dear immortal wife. I don't necessarily picture him having chaos or other powers in this scenario, but when I do, I think that they would discover them together on accident.

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idoodlestuffsometimes · 2 years ago

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Brother's Keeper AU:

Frequently Asked Questions

Q: How did Caleb live so long? How can he still be here after 400 years?

A: Belos wanted him to stick around and so he made it happen. As for specifics: *shrugs* your guess is as good as mine! This is something I've preferred to leave up to the readers. I will simply confirm that he isn't hiding any goop powers or OP palisman-given magical abilities. He is, for all intents and purposes, a regular human who is somehow really, really old.

Q: If Caleb is still alive, where did Hunter come from?

A: The full story here hasn't been told yet, but you may notice Caleb is missing quite a few bones...

Q: Caleb's ears are pointed! Did Belos cut them??

A: Correct

Q: Does Caleb know about the Collector/the basilisks/Belos' plans?

A: Probably! He's been Belos' sounding board for 400 years. Access to things that could "further corrupt him" or provide him a tool for escape, however, are off limits, so there are many things, like the Collector, that he's heard about but never seen for himself.

Q: Where's Flapjack/Amity/Darius/etc?

A: This is basically a canon divergence. If you haven't seen a particular character, it's safe to assume for now that they're up to whatever they were doing in canon.

Q: I don't get it. Why is Caleb insane?

A: I suggest you reread the first few story posts, my friend! You have fallen for Belos' lies.

Q: Do you have a posting schedule? When will the next part come out?

A: There is no posting schedule. I draw (mostly but not always) traditionally in my free time, for the fun of telling a cool story, and some posts are longer than others. That means the timing of the next post depends on how long it is, how much time I have, and whether or not I'm at home with access to my scanner. Sometimes this means I post quickly. Sometimes it means you'll see me next month. Sorry about that.

Just know that if I know there's going to be an extended wait, especially one where I'm not actively working on the next drawing, I will make an announcement about it. If you haven't seen an update in a while but I also haven't said anything, it's almost definitely because I'm actively chipping away at a part of the story that's taking me longer.

Q: Why do some of the story posts have a letter after the number? Are these less important than the regular story posts? Can I skip them?

A: No, I Do Not Recommend skipping them! They are just as important as the others. They have a letter on the end because they were added later and I use letters as a way to avoid renumbering everything. If you see story posts labeled something like "3, 3A, 4", they are meant to be read the same as you would if they were "3, 4, 5".

Q: Can I make art/fic/cosplay of this au?

A: Knock yourself out! If you post it somewhere, please include credit, but otherwise I don't mind, and actually love seeing what you do with it! If it's NSFW though, please keep it in appropriate spaces with proper warnings.

Q: Wait there's fic/fanart?? Can I see?

A: If you look through the tag on my blog "BK fridge gallery" you can browse any content shared with me that I've reblogged. :) People are free not to share it with me too though, and there are some I don't reblog, especially if its gorey or suggestive, so you might be able to find a bit more elsewhere under the Brother's Keeper AU name if you look for it.

You may also notice I have a featured tag called "BK Soundtrack." That's for songs that people have suggested to go with the AU. You are welcome to browse or suggest songs of your own ;)

Q: :( I sent an ask but you didn't answer. Did you get it?

A: Probably, yes. Sometimes it takes me a few days to get to it. However, if it was theorizing about future plot points, I may actually be holding onto it with plans to answer at a more appropriate time. I like to keep many of my plans for the story close to the chest, so don't be surprised if your theory ask disappears only to show up many months later when the story has progressed to a point where I can give you a more in depth answer.

#Brother's Keeper AU #doodletext #putting this together for the repeat questions! Will add to the master post later.

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nebulacollege · 1 month ago

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Do they watch movies? What’s their favorite genre?

Good question, Anon. Technically, they should, but for some reason I don’t see them doing it very often due to their busy real life and their weird preference for books. That being said, I can imagine them going either to a cinema or watching them at home in a room dedicated to watching movies from time to time. Those rich people...

Niall feels like someone who’d enjoy “epic” or large scale films that are vaguely historical or not historical at all (he’d still watch documentaries though). Everything like Gladiator, Blade Runner, Ocean’s Eleven, etc. But honestly? I think he’s down for checking out literally any film he might be offered to see, no matter the genre or how obscure or arthouse they can get. Ultimately, he divides movies into the ones he enjoyed and the ones he didn’t, and separating them by their genre and not watching some of them due to that seems dumb to him. He has his own preferences, of course, like I mentioned above, but as I scrolled through my list of watched films, I realised that he’d take a look at the majority of them and like most of them for different reasons. He really likes to be entertained most of all by them. But he still likes giant, often Hollywood-type productions that have huge concepts, huge sets, insanely high production value, and a very long runtime. Although he’d probably be bored by superhero media even if it meets that criteria.

Ned likes action movies. A Hard Day is the easiest example to name, John Wick, Legend, Oldboy, you get the idea. He likes shooting/fighting in films because he’s actually very attentive and can follow every single character and their action with an impressive level of, well, attention. He notices what the main character does, what extras do, how they’re killed, who hit whom and when and how and things like that. He also always things about how he’d act in those situations and how he’d get away in them or avoid them entirely and what to take notice of, so that’s where his main entertainment lies. A complete 180 degree turn from his book genre choice! He also likes romance sometimes, but rarely. For some reason he’s mostly annoyed by it, but he craves stories that involve it, he’s just not sure what exactly he wants.

Edmund’s favourite, is, of course, horror films and thrillers. They’re often intertwined, so he can’t really tell whether it’s the former or the latter. It’s just either nicely done or not. He likes being scared by them, but after a certain point some of them stopped being scary, especially if he rewatched them too often, and he appreciates them for their atmosphere and concepts. Thankfully, due to him not watching horror movies very often, he can still be scared by something new and feel extremely uncomfortable and even have troubles sleeping sometimes. He likes atmosphere and creepy things more than slashers with serial killers or gorey movies. But if those have a mystery of “who did it”, he’d enjoy them much more, but overall, serial killers make him extremely uncomfortable and he’s bored by them at the same time. Edmund also likes adventure movies, often mixed with fantasy, actually. It seems slightly childish to him for now, so he usually wouldn’t admit it, but he loves being immersed in a fairy tale. He gets lost in his imagination after watching them even more often than after horror films.

Liam likes sci-fi! And monster films in general, things like Host would also be very entertaining for him. But everything space-related or events where things from out there ended up on our planet is his jam, even if it’s not really the main focus of the movie, like in Significant Other. He loves when an unusual element is introduced in the story and characters get to explore it or have to survive it, like in Alien. Actually, films like The Platform would also be right up his alley, but the Saw franchise, for example, would interest him only with its first film.

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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year ago

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ATTENTION CREEPYPASTA FANS

hiiiiii i kinda wanna write some hcs/self insert stuff but im kinda stumped on who and what to write; especially since its been a while since ive written for these characters (a while = about a month?? give or take)

so! i'll be opening requests for creepypasta characters, a 'short' run down of my rules below + characters i write for + some info regarding how i write certain characters that may or may not be important

i apologize for any typos and mistakes for this post, im back to writing on my silly computer!! formatting may be a little whack as well, but that parts more so because idk how i wanna structure these side posts

it should be said right now that the way i write these characters leans very heavy on my own personal interpretation/au rather than ideas that the bulk of the fandom has (although, to be fair, i havent interacted much with the current state of the fandom, im kinda stuck in 2016 </3) so personalities or worldbuilding/common ideas may be different or totally absent in my writing

will not write;

this blog does not allow explicit nsfw material, at most there will be suggestive jokes or themes but it will likely never ever be the main theme of the post!

basic nono criteria, no gross stuff

personally i dont like writing prompts surrounded by cheating so most likely i wont write it

anything overly graphic (gorey), yes i understand that this is creepypasta but there are some things that i just simply wont write; however implied/minor gore is allowed to an extent

really asides from that im mostly chill with anything, but on the off chance you send in something that makes me uncomfy/a request i feel i cant fulfill, i will do my best to communicate that

ohoh also! unfortunately i do not take oc requests :(! no hate to oc x canon, esp since im part of that community, but i just dont trust myself to be able to do justice or your oc TToTT

if i turn down a request it is nothing against you or your wants, please do not take it personally ^^;

will write;

fluff and angst, along with specific scenarios! im fine with most angst but as said above, if a prompt cannot be done i will communicate that!

the reader by default is GN/is not referred to with pronouns outside of like. they/you/your, the POV i write in is kinda inconsistent tbh ,, but i am comfy with writing for specific genders + trans readers, although i admit im not sure how much pronouns or gendered things will come into play unless gender is the main point of the request

im fine with poly! though ive yet to actually. write poly

i dont just write romantic hcs! im down with platonic/familial ones as well!

again im not at all picky with things, and once again, i will communicate if something cant be done

added thing since im not sure where else to put it! by default i write short hcs and scenarios, short fics being very rare on this acc since im not confident in my writing; so !! yeah!! there isnt a real limit to how many characters you can ask for per request but it should be noted that the more characters there are, the shorter each section will likely be

list of characters i will write for!

if a character has a * by their name there will be added notes on how i write for them/special rules stated after the list

Slenderman

Trenderman

Splendorman

Masky/Tim*

Hoodie/Brian*

Laughing Jack

Eyeless Jack

Ticci Toby**

Jeff*

Jane*

Ben*

Nina*

Puppeteer*

Bloody Painter*

Zalgo*(?)

added character notes:

for characters that are minors in their source (jeff, jane, ben, and toby and nina) i will not be writing any romantic hcs; thats just a personal boundary of mine and while i dont think its particually gross or problematic depending on context, its not something i myself feel comfortable writing for! however i am more than willing to write platonic or family hcs for the characters stated above!

onto the proxies! im still figuring out how i wanna write them but i wanted to blend together the creepypasta take and the og marble hornets version into something new (mostly for my au) however due to my brain forgetting most the stuff that happens in MH (i gotta rewatch it, bad) it more so leans into the creepypasta take of these characters! i also by default write tim and masky as different characters, and the same for brian !!

main reason for puppeteer and bloody painter having the star is because im not too well versed in their lore but im willing to write them! though i am struggling to find a consistent source on helens age so ill be going off the fandom wiki (with a grain of salt) that hes in his 20s-

zalgo is a weird case because in my au he does indeed exist but also isnt?? okay so hes more so this untouchable being/mostly nontangible; like the dude is more so like a sentient force of nature bordering on something incomprehensible rather than being a person; more of a concept if anything... but because i want a challenge, and because i need to flesh him out in general im making him an available character!

but yeah i think thats mostly it! this post ended up being longer than i intended but i fully blame that on me being totally incapable of shortening things down 😭😭

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagines #laughing jack x reader #eyeless jack x reader #slenderman x reader #splendorman x reader #trenderman x reader #puppeteer x reader #bloody painter x reader #zalgo x reader #crp #masky x reader #hoodie x reader

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showtoonzfan · 2 years ago

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On the subject of Webtoons, I don’t really read much, I wasn’t really a comic or webtoon person, until I came across The Glass Scientists. After that, I started looking more to see if I could find anything that peaked my interest, and “After Dark” is definitely a comic I’m looking forward to. I’ve mentioned After Dark mainly…once I think? But I’ll talk about it just a smidge more, since it is something I’m very passionate about.

After Dark is a horror comic, (because I do like horror here and there) surrounding a character named Drew, who after having a past “incident” with his girlfriend, has to pay the price by turning into a werewolf here and there, so yes, this is mainly surrounded on werewolves, if you like that sort of thing. However the comic I must say the comic dives into heavy themes and all, it looks REALLY pretty, though like I said, it’s horror, there’s blood, disgusting gorey moments, and it’s all mainly surrounded on Drew suffering. I went into this comic feeling bad for him, like….IMMENSELY bad since the opening chapters mostly consisted of this poor man having to deal with his condition, and then there’s the fact that he keeps having nightmare visions about his dead girlfriend due to the guilt of what went down. What caught my eye about this entire thing however is that we learn that Drew wasn’t the best boyfriend in the past, in fact the creator has said multiple times that he wasn’t a good person, hence why he’s suffering this werewolf thing. The creator has also said that the comic is about how Drew needs to realize he wasn’t a good person, and will need to face the consequences of his actions. If you saw that SpongeBob meme I made that absolutely BLEW up on this site like holy hell, you’ll know that I love stories that surround a main character you can kinda root for, but at the same time, acknowledge that they’re in the wrong and see the messy journey of them coming to grips with it all, where the story can rightfully call out it’s main character. This story is no exception, I’m definitely on board for the ride.

Now what basically happened with this comic is that it started out with a few pages, (all still available on Webtoon btw) until the creator came out and said that not only is it moving to Webtoon ORIGINALS which basically means they’ll be getting paid and all, but that they’re completely restarting and rewriting/drawing some of the story. The actual comic is hoped to come out around the summertime, if not than a little later this year, and I can’t wait. I think the creator is a very talented artist, and I can’t wait to see what happens next and what they come up with for the story!

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danggirlronpa · 9 months ago

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can i have some enogiri headcanon?

Enogiri is a ship I always have to think hard about making headcanons for, because unless prompted, I always think about them less in the sense of "a potential relationship with two fully realized characters" and more "I have dropped these two lab rats in a contained area and occasionally throw in a murder implement to see how they react (it's with murder)"

While I don't really subscribe to the idea that Licorne is Junko in disguise, I do think the contrast between Licorne and Kyoko's methods for solving mysteries really highlights some potentially interesting things about the Junko/Kyoko dynamic. Not just Kyoko but detectives in general investigate a crime after the fact, looking into the past. On the other hand, Licorne's detective style of predicting crimes before they occur and Junko's Ultimate Analyst ability are both directed very squarely towards the future, to the point of being almost supernaturally predictive. That contrast slots exactly into their roles in THH by nature of being support/antagonist of a mystery game, with Kyoko taking the lead on discovering what happened in the school vs Junko pushing the students to instead think about how to get out in the future. It's a narrative thread I think you can really futz with.

(Medical horror TW)I think when Kyoko said "what have you done with my body," she was not just talking about amnesia. Junko used Mikan to perform real, invasive surgery while she was unconscious, potentially leaving her with only partially functional use of a limb or with only one lung. Partially it would limit Kyoko's ability to do the athleticism for some of her more intense detective work (thus why we never see her imitating Yui's Six Foot Vertical Leaps). But mostly? I think Junko would just think it's funny. Watching Kyoko despair over sudden chronic pain is exactly the sort of shits and giggles that gets Junko off. She would keep the lung in her control room to fondly look upon. No one is doing toxic yuri quite like Junko Enoshima.

These two absolutely make each other worse, BTW. There's no world where Kyoko and Junko save each other unless a third party is also involved, and even then, it's more likely that anyone they bring in to help will just be dragged down alongside them. Junko makes love notes using entrails and sends Kyoko gifts in the form of tongues she's ripped from her victims' mouths. Kyoko is more interested in investigating why she picked this victim and how exactly she destroyed them than in stopping her from killing the next. They encourage each others worst, most gorey instincts. Sometimes you need a f/f ship where one of them canonically gouges someone's eyes out with a spoon, y'know?

#medical horror tw #gore tw #enogiri #asks #anon #added the extra med horror warning mid-post because im not totally sure if thats the proper tag #headcanons #not dangan girls #kyoko kirigiri #junko enoshima #thh #drk #dr3 #sdr2

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waldensblog · 2 years ago

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Reading Ruin and Rising

So I have finished The Grisha Trilogy! Overall, I quite enjoyed the book series after watching the show, and I will continue on to the Six of Crows Duology and then the King of Scars Duology. Below the cut are my thoughts on the final book in the trilogy.

TL;DR: -I liked how Alina grew more ruthless, really was full fledged. Her ending is tragic. -The Darkling basically won, and was taken down by his weakness: love. Still a Darklina stan, what a tragic romance they had. -I like Nikolai overall, and his ending is likewise sad, as he now is possessed. Kind of Darkolai ending for him. I like Nikolina too. -Mal isn’t the literal worst the entire time, but I’m not a fan of him still. I think he was not a true amplifier but a curse to whatever Grisha killed him. His happy ending comes at the expense of literally everyone else’s and the good of Ravka. -Story is overall a tragedy. A good tragedy, but a tragedy nonetheless.

Alina: Although she once again starts in a position of weakness, underground, recovering from the Chapel fight, I found myself loving the start. Alina’s developed into a morally grey and ruthless character, and I love this. She’s stuck with the apparat, but biding her time.

Her tether scene with the Darkling shows how far she’s come. She reached out to him, which surprised him, and stroke his face, taunted him with their love story - hell yeah, it was a very strong start for me.

When escaping the apparat, she almost kills (again), but only ends up branding someone. Again, loving this gray and ruthlessness, and all the inner thoughts about how very much like the Darkling she is becoming.

Alina eventually meets back up with Nikolai and they’re at the Spinning Wheel, where she trains more with Baghra, and gets stronger and stronger. During the escape from the Spinning Wheel, she uses the cut to kill someone, for the first time. She is disgusted with herself in part because yeah splitting someone in 2 would be pretty gorey, but also because of how... easy it was, how good it felt. She knows she’s going down a dark path, and I personally love to see it - because it breaks the hero archetype, giving her more an anti-hero arc.

I’ll discuss the ending itself further below, because I have a lot of thoughts on that, but to keep it brief here: the end of Alina’s story is, to me, tragic. She’s a tragic hero to me. I overall like her character, though I definitely have gripes about her at times, mostly, the Mal addiction.

The Darkling: My favourite still. The Darkling is to me an anti-villain - he does bad things for the right reasons. In another story, he may have been the anti-hero, not the one Ravka deserves perhaps, but the one Ravka needs (*Batman theme plays*).

The Darkling has basically won by the start of the story. He’s ruling Ravka, he can expand the Fold any way he wants, the King is on the run. He can ensure Grisha safety, stop the wars... he’s won. His weakness is what he always said: wanting, or more specifically: love.

When his mother jumps off a cliff, it’s because she knows this. She knows he would go after her - try to stop her from dying. Alina feels him try to pull her into the tether afterwards, and can feel his overwhelming grief. She refuses the call, but she knows. And in the Fold, when Alina loses her power - she doesn’t need the tether to feel his grief. Her metaphorical death there was too much for him. It wasn’t only about loneliness, but love. He wanted to rule with her - he wanted to his soulmate by his side. He wanted a partner. He goes about it poorly - having learned cruelty and abuse from his mother, and never breaking the cycle.

It was clear to me that they loved each other deeply as much as they hated the fact. In the tether, when he kisses her neck as she’s against him, the attraction, the pull, is very strong. At the end, she’s crying as he dies, and he just looks at her and is happy to know at least someone will mourn him - that he was loved.

I absolutely lose my mind about the fact that his body was burned alongside Ruby’s-disguised-to-look-like-Alina’s, because that was absolutely not for Ruby - who probably would not like that - it was not for him - because he probably wouldn’t like that either (though would be happy she respected his wish to burn the body) - it was certainly not for Ravka, who complained about it - this was for Alina. Alina asked for a Grisha effigy of herself to burn next to him. Her metaphorical funeral. Side by side. The immortal rulers of Ravka that could have been. As she watches this, she whispers his name in a sob. Dear.God. what a tragic lovers-to-enemies romance this is. I do wish there were more tether scenes, but I loved the ones we did get.

Nikolai: Nikolai starts on the run, and without tether scenes, we don’t get to see him for quite a while. When he finally does show up, I cheer. Yey! Our pirate prince is back! I loved all the scenes with Alina, and found their chemistry intriguing. I do feel that they could have been happy together, King and Queen of Ravka - a Grisha Queen which may have helped bridge the gap between Grisha and otkazat'sya, even leading to a Grisha king if they had a son. Certainly, that’s what both Siege and Storm and Ruin and Rising were saying was supposed to happen. I would have accepted this end, even if it wouldn’t have been my favourite, because it would be a bit status quo-y. As good a King as Nikolai may be - a great one with Alina at his side, he is still ultimately a monarch, and a mortal man. His descendants may not been as good - we could hope, if they’re Grisha, that they would be. He would have died as Alina remained ageless, so this would still have a tragic end for her. I like Nikolina, but it’s still a second choice to me after Darklina. I did have a pretty big gripe about Nikolai at the Spinning Wheel though: when it came to Genya. Sure, it’s great that he took her side, but his punishment to his father is so... what a slap on the wrist. Oh you abused this woman, well off to a warm retirement you go, I’m the King now, dad! To me, the fact that he didn’t stand trial kind of tells me the nobility will always get away with more under his rule than peasants would. He may not be the Worst, he may be a good and great king - but at the end of the day... a monarchy is still a monarchy.

The Darkolai vibes here were great - fucked, but great. The Darkling saw Nikolai at the spinning wheel, Mal too - and could have a) killed one or both, b) infect them with nichevo’ya. He specifically targeted Nikolai for option b - instead of killing the King, instead of killing Mal or infecting him. Why? Jealousy because Alina showed interest in him? Because he never saw him during tether scenes and therefore knows Alina does have genuine feelings for him? Or because... secret option C? I mean the tendrils down the throat is bit... not-hetero. They both ultimately want the same things, and in another story, another life, they may have been allies. At the end, Nikolai is still ultimately scarred, and the shadow demon-ness is not gone. A part of the Darkling lives on inside Nikolai’s body, so we... sort of have a Darkolai ending, don’t we?

The Darknikolina-ness of no tether scenes when she’s with Nikolai, the shadow demon and emerald ring, trying to cure via her light, the tendrils down the throat. My god. I am still on about this, yes. Imagine the possibilities...

Mal: Mal was not the literal worst in this book like he was in Siege and Storm. He’s finally gotten past being a drunk, angry, asshole, and now sees himself as a tool in a war. I’m glad he’s had some development, and that he’s accepted a position as not-Alina’s-lover. I find his tracker abilities absurd at times - what the hell do you mean he can target a beetle and shoot it to make a bomb explode?! WHAT? What in the world does that have to do with his being the firebird anyway? On that note, I posted this elsewhere, but I have a theory that Morozova’s third amplifier - the firebird - Morozova’s daughter and her bloodline, so Mal - is actually not a true amplifier, but a curse. Any grisha that dared kill the firebird would lose their powers, and a bunch of nearby otkazat'sya would get them. Kind of a monkey’s paw situation (you want power? wish granted - they get the amplified power, not you). Not that Mal would know that. I also think that this curse is partially why Alina was so drawn to him. It’s a bit tragic really - they think it’s a sincere affection, but it’s really the amplifier, a trap, pulling her in, luring her. It’s unfortunately dismissed immediately by Mal when Alina brings it up - what if everything between them was just the amplifier? I personally think it was. I also maintain that he was very much a drug for her. He wanted to carve out her power, and in the end, he basically did. She goes back to being “useless” Alina, and unhappily staring out a window, longing for her powers. Once again, Alina tries to tell us she is happy - despite the evidence suggesting otherwise.

The ending: I’ve already touched on the ending above a fair bit, but to summarize, I interpret the ending as a tragedy. Alina is a tragic hero - she tries to make things better, but she didn’t fix Ravka, there are still wars, and people still hate grisha. She loses her powers in the process, dying a metaphorical death and burning herself alongside her soulmate who she killed - our anti-villain, the Darkling. Nikolai is scarred, possessed, and left to rule alone, as Alina removes herself from society, sadly looking out the windows at the sunlight and wishing she had her powers, as Mal - the only happy one at the end has succeeded in keeping her weak. I know many hate the ending - I don’t, but it’s because I view it as a tragedy.

#Grishaverse #ruin and rising #grisha trilogy #darklina #nikolina #darkolai #darknikolina #anti malina

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what-the-hell-is-going-on-here · 4 months ago

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do you have any thoughts/hcs about pred human 8 (or general tummy thoughts about him) because i love him sm 🥺 i feel like he'd be a gentle and slightly teasing pred. keeps tiny 0 in his mouth long enough for 0 to become impatient and start complaining (he thinks it's cute) and then swallows when he least expects it. keeps a hand on his full belly while he's writing something on a notepad

ANON. IM SO SERIOUS THIS ASK HAS MADE MY DAY. OR WEEK. SOMETHING. I GOT SO EXCITED SEEING THIS NOTIF I STARTED ROLLING AROUND IN MY BED LIKE A BALL.

OKAY. OKAY. IM COLLECTING MYSELF.

since i like Many Things im gonna go full ramble on you i hope you do not mind. mostly vore and some stuffing thoughts after that- i’ll say where it changes in bold if you wanna skip it. gonna ramble a little about digestion/reformation too, but that’s going under the cut cause i know some ppl don’t like it. it’s fully painless and not gorey (soft digestion??? is that a term?????) but i put it under the cut anyways :3 basically skip there after it changes if you wanna see just vore things

OKAY LETS ACTUALLY GET INTO THIS. THERE’S A BUNCH HERE SO PREPARE URSELF. (btw i use he/it for 8)

absolutely losing my mind over what you sent, giving you a party hat /pos I CANT THATS SO CUTE. that’s gonna be rattling around in my brain for weeks. 8 WOULD SO DO THAT HEHEHEH it keeps 0 in its mouth for a little too long, maybe softly biting him or pressing its teeth against his body until he starts to squirm and complain- he keeps whining about “oHhHhHh WAAA you’re getting saliva on my clothes that’s gonna take forever to clean- 8 i’m BUSY i don’t have TIME for that-” and before he can keep rambling 8 just swallows his ass 💀💀

he’s totally a caring pred i think (maybe a little smug when he wants to be but he’s mostly nice, he won’t be a dick for no reason unlike SOMEONE cough KLEIN.) and would keep a hand on his tummy while he works like you said. IDK he just doesn't seem like the type of guy to forget about his prey/act like they’re not there. he cares about 0! they’re friends! (im 99% sure its canon they get along LISTEN TO 0’S VOICE LINES AND SEE HOW MANY TIMES HE TALKS ABOUT 8. HE DOESN’T INSULT HIM EITHER. I COULD RANT ABT THAT FOREVER THEY ARE FRIENDS AND I LOVE THAT) he never views 0 as just food- he may wanna eat him for the full feeling or some other “self centered” reason but that doesn’t mean he doesn't care about 0.

i like to think 8 would snatch 0 up if he hadn’t been taking care of himself, too- maybe he won’t take breaks because he needs to finish “one last thing” (it’s been 4 hours) or he’s stressed and won’t admit it to himself- whatever it is 8 decides 0 needs to get off his high horse and actually rest for once. he’d eat 0 no matter how loud he complains, doesn’t care about the rest of the think tank looking at him (he’d be so open about vore its scary. he starts rambling about it out of nowhere and borous gives him the biggest concerned side eye from his station), he’d do it anyway because he CARES. and yeah the fullness helps him focus blah blah blah whatever BUT HE WANTS TO HELP 0 OUT TOO.

some other misc hcs that i can’t make a paragraph out of:

8 would get a little sleepy when he's so full like that sometimes, so it would nap after eating 0 on a weekend or something. just imagine that. it’s so cute i can’t handle this MY 0x8 SHIPPING ASS CANNOOTTT

this is specifically a more shippy thought- 8 kissing a tiny 0 a bunch before eating him. im melting its too cute

8 with foodplay. listen to that again. 8 WITH FOODPLAY. DO YOU SEE THE VISION. 8 eating 0 with some big fancy dessert. 8 eating 0 then knocking back an ice cold nuka, reveling in the shocked squirms he’s getting from 0. DO YOU SEEEEE

8 loves rubs. he absolutely MELTS if it's done right, and i'm sure 0 would learn how to do it as payback for 8's teasing, digging his hands into the folds and hearing 8 gasp/his breath hitch or giggle a little.. just think about it.

this guy is totally a sucker for teasing. he just feels like it sometimes- he’ll lay it on thick and REALLY get into it and say a bunch of stuff at all once. he can’t help but tell 0 how good he tastes, how nice he feels when he squirms or rubs his stomach, how happy it is for 0 agreeing to let it eat him, how they really need to do this more often… im sorry im evil

8 nerding out over vore. he just finds it really interesting sometimes and likes to ask 0 how it feels (to ttooottaally not get a rise out of him and tease him over it, never! why would he do thattttt? ..but sometimes it is unintentional LMAO) so he’d be asking so many random questions. literally in the middle of work- he randomly wonders how loud his heartbeat is when someone’s inside of him or if stomachs really blush when someone is flustered (THEY DO!! SRSLY LOOK THAT UP) and asks 0 like dala isn’t right behind them. he doesnt give a fuck and its so funny

OK NOW. STUFFING THOUGHTS BE UPON YE.

i have kind of put all my writing energy into that above stuff so there’s gonna be less here but LET’S ROLL ANYWAY.

personally i see 8 as the kind of guy to eat a lot and wanna feed other people (cough 0) but i’m gonna focus on the first bit for this.

8 totally has a sweet tooth to me. i can sooo see him chugging a bunch of nukas all at once and sitting with that full, bubbly feeling cause he can’t help himself.

8 snacking a bunch during work, slowly getting more and more full without realizing it. he keeps mindlessly eating chips or something idk what they had pre-war- just something unhealthy, and he starts slowing down until he realizes all of his snacks are gone and Oops! he is way too full to normally behave in a work setting! HAVE HIS TUMMY STICK OUT FROM THE REST OF HIS COAT. MAKE HIS COWORKERS BE ABLE TO TELL HOW STUFFED HE IS. HAVE HIM GET FLUSTERED OVER THAT. IT IS A REQUIREMENT /J

8 stuffing himself silly on a weekend, planning to do nothing but laze around all day, but then klein calls him in to work overtime (for more pay! he’s not that bad) and he has to come in like he DIDNT just eat enough food for 3 people. he tries to lie or say whatever but klein knows how he is at this point- he just tells 8 to get his work done and “be normal about it” 💀💀 (i doubt klein would really care- it’s not his business, really, and he’s seen worse from 8)

his stomach gets LOUD after he eats a bunch. honestly, the same goes for vore, but it’s especially bad after stuffing himself. but it’s not like 8 can complain at all. i think he’d like it, actually! he’s fine with laying down after a big meal, full and sated and hearing his body work through everything that he ate- UhghfhGHh im gay, apologies

i feel like he’d have an average appetite. he can’t eat a crazy amount of food but that’s okay, he just likes being able to indulge freely :> his eyes are totally bigger than his stomach tho. he sees a bunch of food and thinks it'll be easy but he starts slowing down way quicker than expected and gets himself into trouble that way. SOMEONE GIVE HIM RUBS ASAP

LET SOMEONE FEED THIS MAN. PLEASE. i hc that 8 actually got 0 into stuffing (long story but ill ramble if anyone ever asks me to) but he’s usually the one feeding 0, so flipping the script and having 0 feed 8 is SUCH a nice thing to brainrot over. LET 0 BE A TEASING BITCH TOO!!! LET 8 GET REALLY FLUSTERED!!!! they deserve it (plus this concept in more of a domestic/soft way rather than a teasing way is also peak. 0 SHOW HOW MUCH YOU CARE ABOUT 8 RAAAHHHHHH)

okay i think that’s all ive got rn. BELOW THE CUT IS REFORMATION/DIGESTION STUFF SO IF THAT’S UR JAM GO SEE :3 I PROMISE IT'S GOOOODDDD :3 :3

welcome to reformation time. IDK IVE BEEN HAVING THE BIGGEST BRAINROT ABT REFORMATION RECENTLY, ESPECIALLY WITH 8, so if you like this kinda stuff you’re in for a treat (i hope)

i view 8 as a little bit of a gremlin sometimes. he’s definitely soft when he wants to be, but i get the vibes that he’s also a little evil (in the silly way). this ties into him being a little teasing bitch- i can’t get over the idea of 8 eating 0 with the intent to digest him, instead of safe-keeping. SIDENOTE: i imagine that digestion would be sort of like a full reset for the prey- if they’re in pain or really tired or stressed out, with that kind of lingering stress that never seems to go away, afterwards they reform and come back totally fine again! so maybe 8 can tell 0’s been stressed for a while, or, again, he won’t accept the fact that he needs to take a break and some time for himself, or 8 just wants a full stomach while he works and he’s too lazy to get lunch LOL, so he decides to actually go the full mile and digest 0. (with 0 already knowing what reformation is/he knows he wont die. because i dont have the time to write all that out and i would never wanna actually hurt my guy)

maybe he flat out tells 0 what he’s planning, or 0 can put the pieces together by the look on 8’s face and how loud his stomach’s being- either way 0 knows what’s gonna happen to him. he starts fighting back a little, not enough to hurt but enough to show he’s a little annoyed, but 8 doesn’t care. he just smiles and swallows him down anyways, savoring the taste on his tongue.

[another sidenote that’ll be relevant with the next bit: i imagine, for the prey, reformation is really chill- they aren’t fully aware of what’s going on, nothing hurts, they just get more and more sleepy until they fully fall asleep, and they feel sort of tingly or they get that kind of floaty feeling- so basically they’re having a good time too dw. 0’s chill he’s just a whiner.]

i really like the idea of 8 giving in and being more self indulgent with reformation- he really savors the full feeling and how 0 tastes and how he squirms and the blissful weight in his stomach- i have such a soft spot for it and i have no idea why. JUST- LET THAT MAN BE A SMUG BITCH! LET IT PRIDE ITSELF ON THE FEELING! LET IT TEASE 0 THE WHOLE TIME- COMMENT ON HOW HIS SQUIRMS ARE GETTING WEAKER AS IF IT’S ANALYZING HIM THE WHOLE TIME AND TAKING NOTES, TALK ABOUT HOW FULL IT ALREADY FEELS, ASK HOW LONG 0 CAN STAY AWAKE AND IF HE CAN STILL PROCESS WHAT IT’S SAYING WHILE IT RUBS ITS STOMACH GENTLY- EUGIFIGJIGGKGJ IM ILL. but with some good post-digestion stuff too!! after 0 pops back in, 8 makes sure he’s alright, checking in and making sure he did end up enjoying himself (0 did- he admits he did need the break, and he feels pretty energized after all of it! it’s like he took a nice powernap), maybe with some softer teasing with 8 not-so subtly asking if they can do it again, you know the drill.

OK I DUNNO HOW TO END THIS OFF LMAO. THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK. THIS GOT A LOT LONGER THAN I EXPECTED BUT I HOPE YOU (AND THE ONE OTHER PERSON IN THE WORLD WHO LIKES O//W//B VORE/STUFFING) ENJOY ALL OF IT LOL

#cervid talks #cervid works #HAAIII THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK!!!!#totally didnt spend 2 hours writing this out #IM SO HUNGRY I NEED LUNCH #i hope my interpretations of 8 are not too ooc for u #i view him as simultaneously a very soft pred and a gremlin #fallout: nom vegas #soft vore #safe vore #sfw stuffing #sfw vore

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