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lya is a whore? Or⊠I mean⊠multiple husbands butâŠ. UhhâŠ..
I recommend you check the earlier posts on the DoL: Homestead AU tag, especially this post.
"The cottage's whore" is like a reputation in the game. Since the Farm gang started becoming a bigger threat to underground characters like Briar, Bailey, Remy,... Lya received more "attention" cuz she's involved in almost everything. She's then called "the cottage's whore", how cool is that?
She even asked Mickey to boot fame for this name LOL
#DoL: Homestead AU#I'll never spare Whitney everytime I have the chance to guilt trip his ex-bully ass#don't worry though#he's still loved#by the kids and his partners#dollya ask#dol pc
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Meanwhile...
Cassie's been gone awhile now, but Wendell is doing his best to stay busy (and on top of the mold in the meantime).
Meemaw is too, in her own way.
#i feel bad for the extra amount of focus on cassie for their first rotation#though between her commission for tyler and this unexpected news it's understandable why đ#don't worry though#i have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot more of wendell in other rotations#rebuild a city#ts4 bacc#5_21#ts4#ts4 gameplay#wendell green#meemaw the cat
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Could i request some platonic yandere david headcanons with a camper reader? Ty!
@yanderefangirl
Gee Whillikers, He sure does love ya'!
With him, he must have a nice darling, [you] may be nice out of pity or out of the kindness of your heart, but he thinks it's the latter. Hopefully.
Be careful not to break this man's heart! He can't take too much!
Anyway, out of that realm now.
David is someone who could not bring himself to kill. David would rather die than hurt one of the campers, but it doesn't stop him from treating them rudely. [And by rudely, we mean that he wouldn't do as many activities the camper liked, such as he wouldn't make it mandatory for the campers like Max to show up at Preston's play, or something of the like.]
Gwen may notice this weird obsession with you, and how he babies you, but her worries are dispelled by the knowledge that David wouldn't do that. Right?
David [and any others observant enough] finds himself often giving you special treatment; going with what you suggest instead of what was planned, walking or otherwise sticking by you during activities, refusal to swap the channel [episode 8, season 4, After hours, for those wondering] from what you chose. And Max, being the little shit that he is, is quick to pick up on this and capitalize on it.
David and Max quickly find that it's an impasse between the two. David refuses to let you get roped in with the trio, and Max is adamant to use his obsession with you to get what he wants.
So, suddenly Max had to take a trip to the wood scouts.
It is unlike David to kidnap, however, he wouldn't mind if you got stuck, or lost, and missed the bus to go home and all of a sudden you have to stick with him until the bus arrives, but the bus won't arrive.
He's emotionally dependent on you, relying on your kindness to keep him afloat in this emotional world of his. Depending on the time, he may fall farthest into his obsession than ever, or he may be the lightest.
He wouldn't be afraid of becoming more confident in the terms of you, though. David would fight back if the Wood Scouts wanted to grab ahold of you, or even letting them just so that he could save you and have an excuse to hold you in the cabin instead of out with the other campers...
Although, he does realize that this is selfish of him, so it's a loop on whether or not he acts on that impulse of letting it happen, or if his sense of justice outweighs his sense of parental concern. If at the time where he knows that Jasper is dead, then he would act on it, letting it happen only to burst into the Wood Scouts and demand that you come back, his need to protect overpowering his urge of peace.
No matter what, you just have to get on the bus to go home. He would never follow you home! What's David doing at your school? Well, silly, he needs a job after the summer! Too bad he's your teacher.
#platonic x reader#platonic yandere#yandere x reader#tw yandere#x reader#yandere#platonic#headcanon#yandere camp camp#camp campbell#camp camp#cc david#david camp camp#cc gwen#yandere david#yandere david cc#gee whillikers was hard to spell for no reason#I hid a secret in the tags. <3 <-- there it is#david a little silly#don't worry though#he's harmless#Helpfandom's writing
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Hermanitos
The (Un)Official Guide to Hero-Keeping | Cont'd from Part 16
Content: mentioned drugging, mentioned torture, mentioned murder, begging, guns, lady whump kinda?
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Excerpt from: The (Un)Official Guide to Hero-Keeping; a self-help guide for villains and bounty-hunters
[âBut what about the police?!â you may ask in your extreme naĂŻvetĂ©. Donât you even worry your silly little head about those ineffective dweebs! The police may be a problem for small-time criminals and villains who fail to think past tomorrow, but luckily you have the advantage of this book on your side! Simply make sure to set aside part of your budget to pay off the police, and theyâll gladly unsee any shady dealings they may have previously seen. Theyâre very good at it.
What do you do if you donât have such funds? Worry not! While this does often muddy the waters and it is advised to simply pay off prospective arrestors if possible, it is not the only way! Overall, itâs very simple and easy to have the police on your side, and an invaluable resource when you find yourself in a tough spot; You may kidnap a loved one or otherwise blackmail a person in a position of power, seduce them, or any of the other very effective tactics! (Refer to Chapter XX: Blackmailing and Manipulation for more information!)]
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For this chapter, dialogue translated from Spanish to English will be bracketed and italicized [like this] for ease of understanding.
Also, I made Officer Kalis Brooks and Officer Frida Galleta girlfriends now, instead of Kalis having a one-sided crush like I hinted in the previous chapter :D I might go back and change the previous chapter to reflect that. Eventually. Probably.
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âDECLAN CANSANO, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUâRE DOING?!â
The bounty hunter groaned next to Kalis, cowboy hat flown off somewhere into the aether. âAughhh, fuck me⊠FriâFrida?... What're youâ...?â
Shouting, spotlight, police sirens, sounds and colors and oppressive darkness all melding into one.Â
Was Kalis dead?Â
That car must have hit her. Yes. Because otherwise that meant that the bounty hunter had saved her WHILE trying to kill her.
And that didn't make any damn sense.
She couldnât keep track of what was going on around her anymore, the world spinning much too fast for her to comprehend, blackness crushing her in on all sides, threatening to swallow her whole as it crashed over her in tumultuous waves.Â
She laid her head down on the pavement with a small groan.
She'd just⊠sleep for a moment.Â
Frida was here.Â
Everything would be okay nowâŠ
Officer Galleta slid over the hood of the car with practiced ease, shouting and swearing like a sailor as she landed on top of the bounty hunter, literally straddling his legs while still pointing her gun at his head. He dazedly tried to shove back from her.
âI cannot believe you!â she bellowed. âOut of all the selfish, horrible, ungrateful things you've done, that has got to be one of the worst! Killing my girlfriend?! You absolutely dense motherfucker, you bitch, youââ
âIs⊠is that⊠Frida?...â
âSi CabrĂłn, obviously! Who else would it be?!â
âFrita-hermanitaaa~â he giggled in a daze. âSince when do you have a girlfriend?â
âDonât you âFrita-hermanitaâ me, you fuck! Take that stupid fucking bandana off, you look like youâre wearing a Halloween costume!â Her voice shook with barely kept-rage, teeth bared and eyes fiery red as she plopped down on the stomach of the bounty hunter and ripped the bandana off his face with venomous fervor. He let out an âoomphâ as her knee dug into the soft flesh of his stomach, along with a whiny âgo away, leave me alone.â Although the hunter didnât seem particularly disturbed by it. More⊠pissy.
âStop wavinâ that thing around, youâre gonna shoot someone,â the mercenary groaned. He made a half-assed attempt to grab at the gun just as the muzzle shoved into the vulnerable underside of his chin, another hand pinning him to the ground by the lapel of his shirt. He grew still.
âI should be so lucky,â Officer Galleta growled.
God, sheâs so hot, Kalis oggled. Pretty pretty.
âI should shoot you right now for what you almost did,â she hissed.
âOh calm down, you and I both know I wasnât gonna actually kill her, ya baby. Your fuckass car definitely would have though. I saved her ass. Youâre welcome.â
âRight! And now I get the honorable privilege of shoving my gun down your throat instead of watching you slit hers. So yes, thank you Declan, for your extreme altruism.â
âThatâs how I roll. Iâm sure your girlfriend is grateful too! You should take her out to a lovely candle-lit dinner while I finish my job and take a 20-hour nap. Now let me up.â
Officer Galleta let out a sharp laugh into the chilly night air, bouncing off the trees around them, crystal clear and all-encompassing. âYou want me to just let you go? After all that?!â
He opened his mouth, only to stop short, eyes flashing briefly over to Officer Brooksâ half-conscious form. He propped himself up, wholly disregarding the gun shoving into his trachea as he leaned in closer to Fridaâs rage-etched features, voice dropping to a gravelly fast mumble.
He whispered, â[Frida, whatâre you even doing here? You know what will happen if my boss finds out we talked to each other.]â
âOh that's richââ
â[No, Frida!]â he urged. â[Look, I know youâre angry and Iâm sorry I made you come all the way out here, but you know what Lanaâll do if she finds out! Youâve seen what will happen, youâve feltâ]â he reached up and gently grasped her shoulder, where Frida immediately slapped his hand away and gripped at the site defensively. â[âwhat will happen! And look Iâm sorry for scaring you and your girlfriend, but whatever you decide to do tonight, Iâm leaving with my hostage, because Iâd rather not see anyone maimed again, or KILLED, by some cutesy pastel psychopathâ]â
Frida shoved her gun further into his neck. â[Shut UP, Declan, I know! Iâm gonna let you go, I was just⊠]â She took a deep breath, barely restraining her anger. Then she didnât. She slammed her fist down on his chest, hard.Â
â[GOD, FUCK YOU and your terrible life choices!]âÂ
Declan barely flinched. His hand fell to the melted and twisting flesh that shined off his cheek, his jaw, his neck, his arm in the spotlighting headlights of the police cruiser. Eyes vacant. He sighed, letting himself look past the Frida and stare dead-eyed upward at the cloudless sky.Â
The stars look so pretty tonight.
So far removed from the torment of humanityâŠ
â... Canât say I disagree.â
Fridaâs gaze softened slightly.Â
He shoulders untensed
She sighed.Â
â[Deccy, we⊠you canât keep doing this.]â
His gaze flicked downward. He sighed. â[Can you get off of me?]â
â[What would it take? How do I get that woman off your ass?â]
[âFrida, there is no âgetting her off my ass.â She knows everything about me, she knows all my secrets, she knows who you are, she knows who I am, what I am... Sheâll tell everyone.â]
An unbearable pause.
[âWould that really be so bad?â] Frida finally pleaded. She had no other solution. Declan shot her a look.
YeahâŠ
â[Iâd have to shoot her dead to get rid of her,â] Declan resigned. [âAnd her bitchy little boyfriend, and whatever fail-safes they have in place. You know that the police wonât help meâ]â
â[But I can help you!]
â[âand YOUâRE certainly not allowed to help, because before you say anything, Iâm not letting you risk your life for me like that. Period.â]Â
Frida went to argue with him, but she just barely caught that stupid little sparkle returning to his stupid red eyes. God dammit. â[Your girlfriend, on the other hand⊠I mean if you were willing to hit her with your car, maybe sheâ]â
And Officer Galletaâs spirited anger returned tenfold, voice soaring high above the trees. âYou really don't know when to quit, do you?!â
He laughed. âNahhhh.â
âIâm just trying to help you!â
âDonât need it, thanks. Let me up.â
âWhat if I shot you right here and now?â
âFuckinâ do it! Finish the job your girlfriend couldnât! Shoot me. Be her knight in shining armor, you wonât!â
Officer Brooksâ eyes shot open. What was all the shouting about?
âAll this talk about saving our lives, and you don't even want to save yourself!!â
âWait, wait, so⊠huh?â Kalis tried to interject. God, her body hurt so much. Were they⊠Were they whispering at each other just now? âWhat is happening, I donâtâ Why were you speaking Spanish?â Kalis groaned, forcing her head to leave behind the cotton balls and clouds. âWhat did you say?â
âLook, either shoot me or let me up, Frida,â the man deadpanned. âKill me. I know you want to.â
Frida growled, every muscle in her body tensed, on fire, shaking as she shoved the muzzle of the gun even further into his chin, forcing his head back to grind further into the asphalt. She kept it there for a long while.Â
So long. Too long. Holy shit was she actually gonnaâ
Officer Galleta suddenly yelled out, an enraged howl, and bounded off the bounty hunter, kicking a couple of rocks into the ditch sidelining the road. âAugh, this is just like you! Every single time I try to talk to you, you deflect and refuse to talk even though youâreâ AUGH!! I just want to help you Declan! And you pull me into your illegal, unethical bullshitâ...â She charged back over to him, holding out her hand for him to grab. âGet up. Now.â
He grabbed her hand back and popped right up to standing, dusting himself off as Officer Brooks stared at them, mouth literally agape. She hadnâtâ She justâÂ
âYou look like shit, by the way,â Officer Galleta commented.Â
âI feel like shit," Declan chuckled. "Havenât slept in like three daysââÂ
âAnd youâre fuckinâ high, too.âÂ
âEhhhhhh, you caught me.âÂ
âFrida?... Whatâs going on?â Kalis tried to interject again. Her voice felt so small. She could barely hold back her tears, her chest felt like it was splitting open.Â
Frida was a dirty cop�
âCan you at least pretend to care about your own life as much as I do?â Officer Galleta snarked.
He scoffed. âYeah, care so much that youâd pull a gun on me and threaten to kill me?â
Her mouth fell open, speechless for a moment.Â
âIâ Iâ... Youââ
âWouldnât have actually died? Just like your girlfriend wouldnât have?â
âNo! I-I wasnât actually gonna shoot you!â
âRight,â the mercenary deadpanned. âYou were just gonna hit us both with your car so I couldnât even save her.â
âWell it worked, didnât it?!â Galleta cried. âYou saved her from getting hit! And no one had to die at all! This isn't just about your life, asshole! Itâs about mine, itâs about my girlfriendâs, our familyâs, the people that you kidnap and torture!â
âOh fuck off, Frida. Having to deal with you is worse than having to torture people, truly.â
âStop doing it and you won't have to deal with either!â
âOr,â Declan spat. âYOU could leave me alone. Like I keep asking you to!â
Fridaâs jaw might as well have been on the floor. âI'm not leaving you alone just because you can't get away from some psycho bitch you fell for ten years ago!â
The bounty hunterâs eyes went wide. âOh! Sorry for thinking I could actually love someone countless years ago! So sorry for my naivete! Maybe you should inform your secret girlfriend of the Cansano family curse before she gets tortured and murdered too!âÂ
âOh no, youâre the one who let her get into your pants BEFORE you knew she was fucking insane and then find out about your stupid little secretââÂ
âNo, Iâm the one trying to make sure you donât get turned into a lab rat or brutally tortured and murdered because you donât understand how fucking insane she can beââÂ
ââand saw an opportunity to exploit your âoh I canât actually KILL people, Iâll murder them with my stupid little cowboy gunââÂ
ââ even though you were literally there when she threw acid on us and I protected youââÂ
ââthen make them feel betterâ BULLSHIT WHEN WE BOTH KNOW IT COULD BE USED FOR SO MUCH GOOD BUT INSTEADââÂ
ââbecause thatâs what family DOES INSTEAD OF BECOMING A FUCKING TRAITORââÂ
ââYOU BENT TO HER WILL UNTIL I LITERALLY HAD TO CHANGE MY NAMEââ
ââWHO SELLS OUT YOUR HER FAMILY JUST TO WORK FOR THE GOVERNMENTââ
âSHUT UP!!â Kalis screeched out, hands pressing into her ears to block out the dizzying noise. Both their attentions turned to her at once, their childish shouting match thankfully screeched to a grinding halt. A dirty cop and a bounty hunter, staring at her. Enemies. Villains.
âFrida!â Kalis cried. âI-Iâ I don'tâ what's going on with you?â
Fridaâs face melted into a mask of terror as she took in Kalisâs prone form, still sprawled out where the bounty hunter had dove them both out of the way of her oncoming car. âKalis! Oh my god, Iâm so sorry, are you okay?â
Kalis skittered away from the cop. âWhat is happening?! Whyâ Why are you talking to him like that?! Why were you yelling?â
âIââ Galletaâs breath petered out. âKalis, I know this looks badââ
âYouâre a dirty cop!â
âIâm not a dirtyââ
The bounty hunter scoffed under his breath: âYou kind of are thoughââÂ
âShut up!â The two cops yelled at him in unison. He flipped up his hands in surrender and turned to walk away.
âHey, no, get back here!â Kalis yelled.
The hunter stopped in his tracks and sighed. âCan we please get on with this, I have places toââ
âNo! Youâre going to prison!â She turned to Officer Galleta. âLook, Frida, I donât know whatâs going on with you and him, butâ butâ He kidnapped and tortured a boy, Frida! You canât tell me youâre on his side! I donât care if heâs like, I donât know, a love affair, or heâs blackmailing you, or whatever youâve got going on, but you canât just sit idly byââ
A barking laugh echoed up and down the highway, a sound that rang off the asphalt and successfully started fringing on Kalisâ absolute last nerve. âLove affair!â the mercenary snorted. âFuckinâ love affair, holy shit, a love affair! She thinks Iâm your boyfriend, Frida! God, no, that would be the day! Shit man, fuck that, fuck thatâŠâ
Kalis narrowed her eyes on the cackling man. âI donât see whatâs so funny.â
He shook his head. âSheâs not my girlfriend, chica. Sheâs my sister.â
Another pause.
Oh.
Oh.Â
Wait, no.Â
What?
âIâ...â she looked over to Officer Galleta. Frida. Her love. âHuh?âÂ
Frida took that small step toward Kalis. âI can explain. But Iâd never hurt you, and Iâm not on his side. Iâm on yours. I promise.â
âI donâtââ She wanted so desperately to believe her. So, so bad. âAre you a part of a crime family?...â
âNo, Iâmââ
âTechnically you areââ
âDeclan!â Frida snapped. âI swear to god, shut the fuck up.âÂ
He rolled his eyes and turned his attention elsewhere, while his sister purposefully looked toward her baffled partner. âLook, please understand, Iâm not letting him go because heâs my brother, thereâs so muchââ
Kalisâ eyes widened. âWho said anything about letting him go?â
The color drained from Fridaâs face.Â
âIâ I mean⊠Iâm notâ...â She took a deep, shaking breath, then started talking at about a million miles a second.Â
âLook, just listen for a second, you have to understand, lives are at stake here, my life, your life, Declanâs, so many others, I need you to understand Iâm trying to make sure no one gets hurtââ
Officer Galletaâs voice faded into the back of Kalisâ mind, static filling her head like thousands of angry bees, only directed by the thunderous pounding of her own heart. It was a strange case indeed, the case of the Traitorous Girlfriend and the Bounty Hunter. The facts and the lies were strewn up across the wall as one, connected haphazardly with spools of knotted red string. Too much, too fast, Kalis couldnât handle it all, help helpâ
Stick to the facts, detective:
Frida had a secret villain brother. She was in a crime family? She was a dirty cop. She was a liar. She was just trying to help. Apparently. But what are the promises of a liar if not absolutely meaningless, that of a scoundrel, a fiend? She also wanted to send that boy to his death. She wanted to let a man who captures and kills and tortures set free. She wanted to let him go. She was a liar. She didnât care that he tried to kill Kalis. She betrayed Kalis. She lied. She just wanted to keep her loved ones safe. Sheâs a liar. A dirty cop. A liar. A criminal. A liar, she lied, what else had she lied about, was she capable of more, was she capable of killing? Would she just stand by and let her brother kill her girlfriend? Would she help, would she help him torture, HAS she helped him torture, she would kill, liar, killer, betrayalâ
Frenzy, frenzy, what was up or down, was was going in with the worldâ
Human life at stake?
Stan.
Stan was at stake.
Save Stan. Thatâs all that mattered. Who cared about her stupid life anyway?
She grabbed Frida roughly, desperately grasping at her shirt and yanking her toward the car that held the prisoner. âFrida! Please! He's a kidnapper!â
If she could just show her.Â
If Frida could just see.
âHe kidnapped a boy, he kidnapped a super, he tortured him, you should see the things that heâs done to that boy! You canât let him go, you havenât seen what he's done, heâs a monster!â
âNot a boy,â the bounty hunter lulled, popping back up from where heâd apparently disappeared behind the cruiser that almost hit them. With that stupid fuck-ass cowboy hat on again.
âExcuse me?â she asked incredulously.
âHeâs not a boy,â he repeated, meandering back to them. âHeâs 22. Heâs an adult.â
No no no no no no no, Kalis, stay focused, heâs trying to throw you off your game.
She grabbed her loveâs sleeve, pleading. âHis nameâs Stan, Frida! Stan! I met him, I talked to him, heâs scared, heâs hurt, heâs drugged, he doesnât even understand whatâs going on right now. You brother, that man right there, he tortured him, Frida! Heâs bruised and bloody and he has broken bones, heâs collared so he canât use his powers and your brother dragged him around by that collar heâs a monster Frida, please, we can save him!â
The bounty hunterâs face shifted in her periphery. Angry. Tense.
Focus on your love. You can save the boy, you can save them both.
Frida tried to reason with her, voice slow and pleading: â...Kalis⊠I know. I know what he does. What he's doneââ
No no NO NONONONO!!
âWhat happens when I see that boy on the news one day?!â Kalis pleaded, literally grabbing Fridas hands and sinking to her knees. âThat he was found dead, when I see the report of every gruesome torture he was put through before he was found, and I see him there and knew that I couldâve done something about it, but I let him go? What do I do then, Frida?â
No response. Not some smartass retort from the bounty hunter, not some vile, pleading words to understand from Frida.Â
Nothing.
âI promised hi-im,â Kalis wept. âI promised him Iâd save him. Please Fri-ida. I-I canât do this without you, I can't, I need you.â
Frida stared at the ground. She shivered.
âI canâtââ Frida took a large gasp in, voice shaking almost as much as her body. âI canâtâ Letâ... You. Die.â
The wrathful bounty hunter himself piped up: âIâll do my best to make sure heâs treated well, yeah?... Thatâs the best I can do. Thatâs all I can do.â
His voice was so gentle.
The voice of someone who cared.
The voice of someone placating.
The voice of someone trying to get their way.
Her jaw clenched, so hard she thought her teeth would shatter.
âYou⊠are both⊠under arrest,â she whispered.Â
She reached for her holster. Empty. Shit shit shit shit shitâ she jerkily fumbled around her pocket and crashed up to her feet in a frenzy, barely managing to get a proper hold on the mercenaryâs confiscated gun before brandishing it directly at the bounty hunter and the dirty cop, the traitor.
The mercenaryâs eyes widened. Then narrowed. âThatâs my gun.â
âYouâre under arrest, youâre bothâ!â she pointed the gun at Officer Galleta, who took a few shocked steps back. â âunder arrest! For attempted murder of an officer, for aiding and abetting, for corruption, for betrayal, for lying, for everything! Both of you! On the ground! NOW!!â
Silence.
A look passed between the siblings, from the bounty hunter to his partner in crime.
A certain gleam in their eyes,
âDrop your weapons, and get on the ground. Now!âÂ
â[Frida, that gun doesnât have any bullets in it,]â the bounty hunter muttered under his breath.Â
Officer Galletaâs eyes went wide. She looked to her brother. He nodded.Â
She knew that sparkle in his eyes.
God. Fucking. Dammit.
â[I better see you again. Fuck you.]â
â[Love you too. Thank you.]â
âShut up!â Officer Brooks shouted. âNo talking, put your handsââ
Officer Brooks screeched in surprise, in fear, in heart-pounding, blood-racing fear as Officer Galleta broke into a sprint and lunged at her.Â
And she accidentally pulled the trigger of the deadly gun grasped in her hands.
At the one she loved.
No.
NO.Â
NONONONONONOâ
She screamed.
Click.
And she slammed into the ground, all breath knocked out of her violently, her girlfriend scrambling on top of her to pin her down, Kalis scrambling and screeching under that to get up, grappling and shrieking until the muzzle of a standard-issue police gun dug into her chest.
She froze.
Done.
It was over so quickly.
From so close, Kalis could see the tears in Officer Galletaâs eyes.
Her voice cracked.
âFrida⊠Please⊠Donâtââ
The bounty hunter swooped by, crouching down just enough as he sprinted to grab his gun and kept running toward his truck. He didnât look back.
âNO!!â Kalis screamed into the inky black nothingness of the night, into the ghostly white and shadowed and tear-stained face of the person she had trusted most in this world, loud enough that it woke Stan up from his drug-induced haze for the shortest of moments and made him look around in confusion at the sorrowful screams that surrounded him, make him struggle as the driver side door slammed open and shut and Declan scrambled with almost unbelievable abandon to get the engine to turn over.
And Stan cowered away from him, insurmountable fear worming through his mind: Heâs going to hurt me again.
âFrida!â Kalis gasped. âFrida, Frida, please, we have to save him, we have to save that boy, we still have time we can still save him let me up let me go please please PLEASE DONâT DO THIS I PROMISED!! I PROMISED HIM FRIDA! I PROMISED I WOULD SAVE HIM I PROMISED PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME A LIARââ
Officer Galleta didn't say anything. She couldn't. She was frozen to the spot, paralyzed. Except for the minute shudder of her chest, except for the tears that started to fall.
And they stayed like that until the truck of Declan Cansano rumbled to life and screeched off into the night.
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AND if you'd like to know what's happening in the sludge that is Stan's mind during this scene, check out this drabble!: This Edible Ain't Shiiiiiii~~ (*enters warp space*)
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#I almost feel bad about this one#it's so sad :(#don't worry though#they're not gone#they play a vitally important role in the story later on#for now tho#:(#they are not in lesbian for awhile#also kalis is definitely going to keep causing extreme amounts of trouble#she doesnt know when to quit ever >:)#ALSO im excited to get back to stan next chapter!#I love torturing that sad little man#wet cat man#I love him so#ALSO ALSO#I love frida#such an angry little woman#so much heart#she tries so hard but DAMN does her family make it hard to love them sometimes#because yeah Declan is not the only one she has problems with#whump#whump writing#defiant whumpee#noncon drugging#heroes and villains#whumper#whumpee#hero whump#kidnapping whump#captivity whump
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It's almost funny how many times I feel like I'm going to fall asleep/pass out each day and have random joint pain.
#exhausted's half awake jumbles#dunno guys. It's weird.#don't worry though#I'm going to the doctor on monday#that is if they don't reschedule my appointment for a third time.
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Is the bear a central part of The Winter's Tale? No.
Is it thematically important? Not really.
Are we about to plaster your dash with bear jokes anyway? Well... it's pawsible.
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happy birthday. sorry I tried to kill you. not really. I would do it again
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[ID: Page 17 of Evidence of the Unknown. It is in greyscale with pink spot color. Panel 1: Murphy talks into her recorder in the foreground, squinting at lights appearing on the horizon. She says, âAh, my time is up. I canât be here when the government men in black swarm this site. I was lucky to get here first⊠Okay, end log.â Panel 2: Medium shot. Murphy is shown getting onto her bike and looking nervously over her shoulder. She says, âI have to hope I find that pilot before they doâŠâ Panel 3 to 5: Medium wide shots of the desert, showing Murphy pedaling away. Her bike gets smaller and more distant, and each panel gets darker as the scene fades out. Panel 6: A shot of the stars. End ID.]
#webcomic#evidence of the unknown#science fiction#comic update#eotu#murphy nye#Fun fact- this was the last page included in my thesis!#In the printed booklets the page ended with a 'To be continued'#Don't worry though#we've still got three more pages till the end of this chapter. Everything from now on though is made post graduation!
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Shelter days: The Little Maniac and his young sunlight. đ¶
#simblr#the ward legacy#simblrstories#ts4#ts4 alpha#ts4 screenshots#sims 4#the sims 4 screenshot#the sims 4 screenshots#Liam Ward#Maniac#yes that was his name when I adopted him#and well#he is a whole bundle of horse#don't worry though#liam is very good at holding on#and is slowly helping the little maniac#be a little less of just that
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Will Dev ever make Peri starve again, or does he know better now that he has seen the consequences?
Heheh, well... It's hard to know what goes on behind closed doors, isn't it?
Still, I can tell that there probably won't be anything as visceral as what has been. In regards to the hunger.
Though, that doesn't mean they won't be hungry.
Like a cat who fears when next they'll get a meal, they'll eat what they can. Hmm... what was it Dev said?
"He hasnât learned how to restrain himself yet."
Makes one wonder when he will, doesn't it? Or maybe he's already doing a great job?
hehe, that is what he tells himself, isn't it?
Also, for a little fun I'll bring, Who says it is Dev who will cause Peri to starve again?
HAHAHHAHA Oh, of all the fun things to come
#hihiâ oh such fun indeed#Ohâ what was the name of the coming chapter?#âTo have a normal dayâ?#Yesâ it shall be fun to see how normal it will be#Don't worry though#It's a sweet oneâ nothing to dread#hehehâ ohâ don't worry your little head#And thank you again for your lovely ask!#As alwaysâ it's such an blast!#A little ask in my valley of despair#fop What It takes Ask#fop What It takes#peri fop#peri fairly oddparents#fop peri#peri fairywinkle cosma#peri
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High point of Core Connection chapter 19 is Danny calling Plasmius "Plazz" and Vlad basically responding like
lmao
#danny phantom#Vlad Masters#Vlad Plasmius#Danny Fenton#Core Connection fic#Plasmius doesn't like shortening names and it's certainly never had its own shortened haha#don't worry though#this will happen again#Vlad having to repeatedly reiterate that it's ''Plasmius'' not ''Plazz'' becomes a recurring theme haha
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Someone talk me outta the idea I have for today's IMtober prompt or I'll suffer trying to draw wolves aaaaa
#don't worry though#I'll STILL go through with it#it's gonna be SO. COOL#but i WILL suffer oh my god#anyway#demon ramblesâą
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sorry i've been kind of inactive guys i'm trying to pull my life together unfortunately
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Guys I'm genuinely starting to get concerned about my mental health I've literally been rotting in mu bed for a week and I've been having thoughts of of hurting myself out of the blue (I've never ever thought that before) and I'm loosing intrest in all of the things I like, and school is almost starting and I need to get my shit together
Idk what's happening on day I was happy and now I just feel numb
Anyway don't worry I'm not actually gonna do anything but still I'm kinda concerned and I whant this to stop
#this kinda sucks#don't worry though#but it's weird#like it happened out of the blue#idk why#this never happens
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oh no jen's got a new hyperfixation coming on and its still (broadly) from the 80s
#jenposting#the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy#new hyperfixation i guess#don't worry though#the 80s britcom special interest is here to stay#i just love queercoded space couples i guess
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I see, thank you. So he probably didnât mean it in a way that implies he wasnât able to separate himself from the character after those scenes but it was rather a generic comment on the intimacy coordinator? Perhaps delusional people like me took that quote and interpreted it in a way to serve their delulu :(((
Exactly but the fact that he is honest about the blurred lines being a thing also speaks volumes.
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