#i know i did NOT just see a bitch demonizing dany in one breath and then defending sauron's actions in another

[bydragonfireandblood]

Okay, weird side note but how come lately when I go on an anti's blog to block them they've got Rings of Power stuff in their bio/blog so often? I mean I guess I shouldn't be shocked that anyone who liked the disgrace that was S8 would probably enjoy a terribly-written slog that also disrespects its source like RoP does, but still

[hotwings0203]

Bully!Dabi pt. 3

Tags: @shikamaruscumrag @pinkiy13l @an-ambivalent @luno614 @sukunasleftkneecap

Tw:dubcon, noncon, bullying, manipulation, Russian roulette

“Doll? Come on out and I won’t hurt you too bad.”

You wait with bated breath as he walks right past your hiding place behind some crates, blue fire licking up the sides of his body and held in the palms of his scarred hands.

He’s mad, you know he is. He’s teasing you, of course he is, why else wouldn’t he just turn on the lights and pounce?

No, this is another punishment of sorts. A punishment for escaping your previous punishment from being locked in your room.

Another lash of burning cobalt strikes against a wall about 10 feet away from you, and you curse yourself internally. If only you had just stayed in bed a couple days more, if only you hadn’t snuck out when he left, if only, if only…

“Baaaabbyyyyy”

It sounds so wrong and uncharacteristic coming out from his gravely voice.

You huddle your limbs even closer to yourself, paying no mind to the cramping in your knees from being squished for so long.

It’s been about 25 minutes or so from what you can remember. It’s hard to remember anything that happened this bland morning anyways when the climax of your life was seemingly taking place here, after you entered the wrong room.

You had honestly just wanted a peek outside of Dabi’s room and maybe a drink of water, nothing more.

Or so you tell yourself.

But can you really be blamed? Who else wouldn’t have run out the moment they got a chance after spending almost two weeks in the same shitty room, being used as fuckmeat and only given bread scraps and salty cum as meals.

It didn’t matter how close he held you at night, how his strokes seemed to brush up against all the right places, how he tried catching your eye every time he wanted to talk about anything (which you would never really indulge in, only giving him a soft grunt or a nod). He was a monster, a demon in disguise that was keeping you against your will in his clutches.

A loud crash closer than before hits your ears, and you stifle an impending whimper. You can tell he’s roamed closer than before, finding nothing from his earlier place in the front of the storage room.

“I’m getting pretty fucking tired of repeating myself doll. You must be even more of a masochist than I thought since it’s like you want me to fuck you up even worse than I did before.”

His words are quiet but they do enough to cause a loud beating in your already-pacing heart, so loud in fact that you fear he can hear it racing a mile a minute.

You wonder if anyone is nearby, if they even remember you’ve been missing for a while now.

“Y/N”

“Come out, pretty girl. You know I miss you”

But you don’t miss him.

What you do miss, however, is not being chased into an empty storage room and hounded like a fucking dog. You miss joking with Twice, painting your nails with Toga, making Shigaraki chuckle.

All of a sudden, the crate next to you is covered with hellfire. The flames that are thrust from Dabi’s hands are so wild that they seat through your shirt and prick your skin.

You scream and scrabble backwards, the light of his fire illuminating his face leering up above you in the dark like a ghoul from a children’s book.

You clap your hands over your mouth, ignoring your bubbling skin as fear overrides premonition, but the damage has already been done.

It’s eerily quiet for a minute. Then, he whispers,

“Found you”

Even in the pitch black room you can practically see him lunging towards you, and you scuttle backwards on your hands and feet in terror. His hands miss your bare feet by a few inches, and he snarls before making another swipe.

“Fucking bitch, this is the thanks I get for taking care of you, bathing you, feeding and fucking you?”

You yelp as he lights up the floor on both sides of your trembling body, and you see his figure once more as the blue fire shows the sick grin twisted up on his face.

“Leave me alone,” you sob, clambering up on your feet and running backwards as he advances on you. The smoke from his quirk is filling the room, and you erupt in hoarse coughs as it’s filtered through your aching lungs.

Everything about him is toxic.

“Nah. That’s not how this works sweetheart. You see, I take care of you, and in return, you do whatever the fuck I say when I say it.”

He raises his palms to you and you flinch, covering your head and colliding with the wall behind you. You’re too scared and tired to evade him again as you feel his body cover you and brush against yours as you shake in place, your arms still above your face.

He cooes at you. “There there, my stupid little bitch. You were scared daddy was gonna hurt you, right?”

His stitched palm caresses your bitten bottom lip and trails up to your tear-stained cheek.

After a moment of you saying nothing, he slaps the side of your face, hard, and you gasp in pain. Now it wasn’t just your stomach that felt on fire.

“I asked you a question, you brain dead whore. Are you scared daddy’s gonna burn you? ‘You scared he’s gonna beat you black you blue? ‘Scared he’s gonna cut a gaping hole in your burnt tummy and fuck the gash?” He leans in and lets his raspy words settle over your ears as he tenderly brushes your hair away from it. He softly kisses the shell of you ear, and when you sob quietly he wraps his arms around your middle and hugs you close, paying no heed to how you uncomfortably squirm when your raw torso burns from the contact.

You squeeze your eyes shut and try not to inhale too much, lest the smoke embedded all over his body gets too close for comfort in your system.

“Y-yes daddy. Please don’t hurt me, I was…a bad girl.” You cringe when the words are wobbled out, but you know it’s what he wants.

To humiliate you, to hurt you. Who was he kidding when he said he loved you?

Dabi, however, feels butterflies in his own stomach.

See, this is what you need. To answer to Daddy, to submit to him so that he can take care of you. That’s why you stayed so long in his room, right? It’s cause you knew it would make him happy if you listened to him. You let him make love to you, and treat you like his little girl because deep down, you know this is where you belong.

So why are you fighting him? You never raised a complaint for a week and a half, you only stayed quiet and kept your eyes shut when he asked if you were okay. That means you liked it, right? No real opposition, after all.

Except for now.

Dani is honestly disappointed in you right now, you were doing so well…so why’d you have to go and ruin it?

He might’ve softened from the way your body shakes and your sobs are muffled by his smoke-scorched jacket as you press against him for comfort, but the image of you turning around and running away when you saw him earlier hurts him too much.

It angers him.

Why the fuck were you so scared? Hasnt he shown you enough that he loved you? What, does he need to fucking spell it out for you?

Why were your eyes filled with such terror when he caught you? Did you turn away from him and run because you thought he was going to make you look like him, all burnt up and hideous?

Honestly, he would never, but if you’re so hellbent on making him the bad guy, then fine, he’ll play the bad guy.

Anything for his precious little girl.

And so he tightens his arms around you and chuckles cruelly when you whine at the lack of air.

“Well, you were right. I am pretty pissed, I mean I told you to come out and you didn’t listen right?”

“S-sorry,” you weakly choke out.

He laughs even more crazed now, crushing your ribs so tight he could actually hear your breath wheezing out of you, could feel your weak little punches against his back.

“Sorry isn’t going to cut it. No no, I want you to beg for your fucking life now.”

Your eyes widen as his arms begin to warm up and become unbearably hot.

“Dabi, no, no please!”

You writhe in pain as he cackles above you, savoring the choked breaths that emit from your wetted lips.

As soon as you begin to see spots, he releases you, and flings you against the corner of the room.

You go flying and bang your head against the concrete wall, his voice muted and swimming around in your ears as you fight for consciousness.

He saunters towards you in all his flaming glory, hands in his pockets as if he were walking out for some fresh air. He crouches in front of you and lifts your head with the pads of his fingers.

“Awww, my poor little girl. That had to have hurt, huh? You’re bleeding,” he cooes and blows a strand of hair away from your eyes.

He’s not lying, you can feel hot blood trickle down the side of your head as your vision sways.

“Stop this,” you pant. “I get it, I’m sorry- you were right and I was wrong, I shouldn’t have ran. I’ll listen to you from now on-“

“-But you said that last time, didn’t you?” He cocks his head and with the light of his turquoise fire against the shadows of the room, he looks like a being from hell itself.

“Remember? When you sucked me off like the dirty whore you are? Remember that you stupid cunt?” His grin becomes more reminiscent of a wolf baring its fangs, and you’re rendered silent in complete terror.

He takes your silence as an encouraging factor to continue his fun.

“You ever played Russian Roulette, Y/N?”

You have enough sense to quickly shake your head, a sinking feeling in your stomach forming at his implication.

“Me neither. But I kinda wanna try it right now. So, back against the wall. Stand up straight and spread your legs.”

You look at him incredulously. “You can’t be serious Dabi.”

He raises an eyebrow and a fire grows in the palm of his hand. “Wanna find out? Oh wait, you already are- now do what I said otherwise you’ll have one less leg.”

You don’t need more motivation to act on his orders.

Taking a deep breath, you hesitantly spread your legs and place your palms flat against the wall.

“Spread ‘em more. That shouldn’t be anything new to you.”

You wince at his dig but continue to widen the stance between your legs.

He smiles at your compliance.

“Good. This should be fairly easy, I mean the room is already dark enough to count as having a blindfold. Whatever you do, just don’t move.”

You wouldn’t know it, but he’s sincerely saying it for your sake. He’s glad for the safety of the dark, because he doesn’t want you to see the way he hastily wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans as he prepares himself for his next move.

The room goes dark, his fire has been put out.

You inhale softly, blood pounding in your heart as your hands shake in anticipation.

Then all of a sudden, a fireball comes barreling right towards you, in between your parted legs.

You shriek and jerk, but luckily you’re saved from being singed.

“I told you not to move, babe.” He clicks his tongue and rubs his erection absentmindedly.

A second, then third bolt of fire comes at the side of your head, singing your hair and then dangerously close to your already burnt stomach.

At each one you sob and do your best not to move, not to take in Dabi’s utterly emotionless face as you wail for mercy.

The last one comes so powerful that as it strikes the wall next to you, flecks of ash sting your cheeks and lips.

Your knees are jelly, your mouth is aching from begging for your life as he wanted.

But you know he’s done when he lets out a loud yawn and groan as he stretches his arm and flexes his fingers.

“A-are we done?” You sniffle.

He says nothing at first. You just hear him ask a couple steps towards you, his boots echoing in the room. You assume he stops in front of you because you can feel his body in front of your kneeling figure.

His hand descends and feels around until he reaches the top of your head. Stroking softly, he twirls locks through his fingers and gently shushes you until your hiccups subside, and you lean your forehead against his thigh.

“‘You happy it’s done? You did so well for me, sweetheart.”

“Yes Dabi. Thank you,” you utter softly, knowing it’s what he wants to hear.

“Yeah? How thankful are you?”

You still at that.

He starts to unbuckle his belt.

You pull your head back, and he pulls his pants down.

“Dabi-“

“Shhh, don’t ruin this. Just keep your mouth shut and let your body do the talking. Show me how grateful you are that I spared your fucking life.”

The gentle way he handled you clashed with his harsh words, and you have a moment of whiplash.

He kneels down in front of you and lets his hands wander in the dark until he meets your torso.

You hiss at the sensitive flesh, but he doesn’t stop. He just moves his hand under your shirt and higher, pushing your bra up until your tits spill from the bottom of it.

He bites his lip as you whimper from his touch, his thumbs swirling around your nipples and prodding the squishy flesh.

Dabi gets more eager when you throw your head back at one particularly rough squeeze and shuffles even closer, his pants and underwear at his knees, member bouncing out in the open air.

“Take your panties off,” he rasps, furiously stroking his cock.

You surrender and slowly pull your sweats off, and then your panties as you hear him lightly panting in eagerness.

The second he hears them drop to the floor he lunges for your feet and yanks your forward, catching you in his lap as you yelp.

It’s pitch black, but he can feel you clear as day.

The tickle of your hair hanging in his face, your sweet smell clouding his rationale, the melodious sounds of fear and pleasure mixed with pain make his prick stand painfully at attention, weeping at the slit for your pussy.

He doesn’t even bother taking your shirt off in impatience, he simply barks at you to hold the hem up so he can feel your breasts bouncing against his face when he motorboats them.

You, however, shakily hold his hand at your waist when he pulls you forward until your bare hole presses against his length, coating it with light juices.

“Oh fuck, doll, your pussy’s practically begging me to fuck it. ‘You like having your life in danger? No wonder you keep fucking up,” he groans as he moved beneath you, letting his hips rock back and forth to gain friction from under you.

“Wait, go slowly-“

“No the fuck I won’t,” he interrupts. You have enough sense to bite back any retorts from the subtle growl in his words.

He lifts you up from underneath your ass, and you raise your hips in compliance as he grabs his dick, circling it around your swollen nub and then pressing it against your entrance.

You breath shakily and run your hands through his hair, not so much in a loving gesture but tightly in futile hopes to deter him in any possible way.

He takes it either way as you wanting him equally, and without further ado he slams your hips down on his whole length.

You howl in pain as he begins bouncing you, pressing down on your shoulders and forcing your poor cunt to envelope him fully at each stroke.

The room is filled with the lewd sounds of your ass clapping on his dick, the mixed fluids from both of your bodies and the harmonies of his low grunts and your high pitched whines.

You can feel his dick twitch violently inside of you as he nears his climax. He flips you over on your back and starts pounding into you, laughing cruelly in your face as you cry out from the intensity of his strokes.

“D-Dabi! Pull out, I’m not on birth control!”

“Good.”

You open your eyes to stare at him in horror, barely making out the marred features of his face.

“I’m gonna fill you up with my babies. You’re gonna be plugged with my cum from now on, ‘s the only way you’ll stop running.”

“Get the fuck off me, this isn’t funny-!”

He grabs your rising fists and pins them back against the floor, crushing your wrists in the process.

“Who said I’m laughing?” And he isn’t laughing anymore, no, on the contrary he looks the most serious that he’s ever been, and that terrifies you the most.

The upper half of his body is suspended in midair above you as his pelvis smashes against your clit in a steady rhythm.

“‘Bet you’d like that, bet you’d like having all your holes stuffed with my kids. They’re gonna grow up and know how slutty their mommy was, they’re gonna watch and learn how Daddy earned his name. You think they’ll cry when they hear you scream for me?”

You want to rip out your ears from the filth pouring from his mouth, but unfortunately your hands are trapped under his grasp.

All you can do is chant “no, no, no,” under your breath as he’s pushed over the edge.

“Or maybe I’ll tie your legs against the barstools outside and let every man out there have his way with you. You missed them, right? I’m sure they missed you too, I’m sure they missed the way you’d fuck them the second they made you laugh,” bitterness seeps into his voice as ropes of cum shoot out.

He moans loudly in your ear and collapses against your body, sweat intermingling in the cervices of your entangled limbs.

It takes around three minutes for you both to catch your breaths, and for him to shakily raise himself on his elbows to peer down into your ruddy face.

“Clean yourself up. You’re going back to my room. And this time, if you try to run we’ll repeat this entire process again, but I’ll actually let everyone have their way with you. It’ll be like an orgy version of Russian Roulette, well all place bets on whose kid it is.”

You don’t miss the rest of the League, anymore

[xxisxxisxxis]

So I watched Haunting of Bly Manor and here's my thoughts:

[**SPOILERS**]

Ep. 1 - "pErFeCtLy SpLeNdId" bitch shut the fuck up, why the FUCK is a bright bastard standing behind this bitch in mirrors only and what the fuck STOOD UP IN THE FUCKING CELLAR

Ep. 2 - Miles is fucking demon possessed, Dani's accent is weird but comforting, I'm still traumatized by the fucking music box the last episode, AND I KNOW DAMN WELL THEM BITCHES WOULD TURN ALL THE LIGHTS OFF TO PLAY "hIdE aNd SeEk" and whAT/WHO the fUCK STOOD UP BEHIND FLORA AND WAS HUMMING THAT DAMN MUSIC BOX SONG IN THE ATTIC AND WHY THE F U C K DID THAT "PERFECTLY SPLENDID" LITTLE BITCH SAY "SSSHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" SO COMFORTABLY TO IT WHEN IT STARTED HUMMING OVER HER???????

Ep. 3 - Why are the hot guys always FUCKING TOXIC. FUCK. also, Rebecca was just PERFECTION.

Ep. 4 - Dani's a lesbian--she has to be, also it's fucked you know who died after just being dumped but ok

Ep. 5 - AM I TRIPPING ON SOMETHING WHY TF AM I SEEING THE SAME FUCKIN SCENE REPEATEDLY NOT THAT I MIND BECAUSE HANNAH IS BRILLIANT BUT IM CONFUSED, oh...that's what happened to Peter...OK. It's the fucking dolls in the house controlling people and that little girl don't want nobody touching the doll under her dresser cause that summons the scary bitch in the lake into the house and she just snatching lives left and right

Ep. 6 - HENRY IS TRASH. CHARLOTTE IS TRASH. TO THE STREETS WITH THEM BOTH. Who's little boy died in the house dude???

Ep. 7 - Peter is toxic asf but damn do I want him and Rebecca to be together holy shit. WAYMENT HOL'UP WAYMENT. WAYMENT. WAIT. A. MIN. UTE. SO HE JUST GONNA POSSESS THIS GIRL, WALK HER INTO THE LAKE TO DROWN, THEN DIP TF OUT AND LEAVE HER THERE TO DEAL W HER DEATH??????????????????????? WHEN SHE ONLY ALLOWED YOU TO POSSESS HER THINKING YOUD TAKE CARE OF HER BODY AND WASNT AWARE YOUR PLAN FOR YALL TO FINALLY BE TOGETHER WAS TO FUCKING KILL HER???????? PETER. SIR. Don't tell me that's what had happened to Hannah SHE WAS SUPPOSE TO BE W OWEN....oh it is. And she know about it now. So like. She—damnit.

Ep. 8 - VIOLA CAN SPIT IN MY MOUTH AND CURB STOMP ME UUGHHHHH, Oh lawd the incest to keep the lineage upperclass👁👁 but you know what theyre distant cousins and i fucks w VIOLA HEAVILY FUCK PERDITA so it can slide. Oh hell this bitch and her tuberculosis istg if she die from this shit ima be rioting, Viola and her daughter's vibe>>>>>>, I hate her not being able to get close to her husband and child for YEARS CAUSE SHE SICK AND WON'T DIE BECAUSE SHE STUBBORN BUT ALSO I ADMIRE THAT SHIT CAUSE SHE WON'T GIVE UP. Oh Perdita and Viola's husband tried it bitch. OOOOHHHH OOOOOH TRIED IT. YES VIOLA BITCH SLAP HER THEM LUNGS IS SPUTTERING BUT THOSE HANDS NOT OUT OF BREATH ONE BIT!!!!!!!!! The fact she gave her dresses and jewelry to be locked in a trunk and put in the attic for her daughter later i just🥺🥺oh FUCK PERDITA. SHE JUST-- IM FUCKING CRYING. NO. VIOLA. so this just what people in this house do???? FUCK THEIR SIBLINGS SPOUSE/FUCK THEIR SPOUSE'S SIBLING???? THIS BITCH JUST SUFFOCATED HER DYING SISTER SO SHE COULD SNATCH HER HUSBAND??????????? OH FUCK THIS. PERDITA BITCH YOU DONE TOOK HER MANS, TOOK HER SPOT, DONT TOUCH THAT DAMN TRUNK W THEM DRESSES AND JEWELS SHE HAD PUT UP FOR HER BABY GIRL. DONT DO IT. SHE LET YOU SLIDE THIS FAR BITCH. DONT CROSS THE LINE—oh SHIT ARMS OUTTA NOWHERE IN THAT TRUNK HOLY SHIT..PERDITA BITCH I fucking told you. What the FUCK did i say? Don't touch it. You touched it. Now ya dead sister SAID ENOUGH IS ENOUGH AND CHOKED YOUR ASS OUT!!!!! wayment. Perdita was the thing in the attic humming behind Flora...ok..but who's the lady in the lake??? WAYMENT. WAIT. A. MINUTE. DONT TELL ME—viola? HOWD SHE GET IN THE DAMN LAKE THO?????? oh. That's how. ....... (***I was sobbing the entire last part of the episode). Ohh, so she killed the little boy on accident, thinking it was the child she was looking for (*her daughter) so she took it back to the lake with her and he drowned but she didn't mean to kill him because her mind so far gone she can't even register barely anything??? Viola🥺🥺 OH THE LITTLE BOY WAS WHO STOOD UP IN THE CELLAR OKAY. PETER I KNOW DAMN WELL YOU AND REBECCA NOT ABOUT TO POSSESS THEM TWO KIDS TO--NAH I BELIEVE IT CAUSE YOU NOT SHIT SIR!!!!!! damn Rebecca is a Saint😭😭 DANI BITCH WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO GET SNATCHED BY VIOLA?????

Ep. 9 - oh...so like... you don't even have to do anything to get snatched by her,, she basically so far gone she's on autopilot and if you're in her way while she's making her way through the house she automatically grabs you and you're fucked? Well shit. NOT VIOLA IMAGINING FLORA AS HER DAUGHTER AND SINGING TO HER (*this is where I broke down and was sobbing because holy shit Viola dude), Rebecca and Flora>>>>> BECCS IS A SAINT YET AGAIN. Dani bitch you brave for letting that woman up in your business like that because IT COULD NEVER BE ME!!!!! THE LESBIANS OH MY GOSH THE LESBIANS AAAAAAAHHHHHH YES. JAMIE GIRL I LOVE YOU🥺🥺 Oh hell Michelle Dani damnit. Well at least everyone's free and Viola is at peace within Dani. Oh. Nevermind. Well shit DANI. I GET IT BUT I DONT FUCKING LIKE IT. OWEN PAYING HOMAGE TO HANNAH IN HIS RESTAURANT>>>>> , Jamie baby😭😭😭, holy shit say it aint everybody all grown up and shit😩😩 LEMME FIND OUT THE NARRATOR IS---OH SHIT THE LESBIANS GOT US IN THE FIRST HALF NOT GONNA LIE !!!!!!!!!!

Basically I watched this to shit myself and ended up heartbroken, more so than the first season, even. Once i started piecing things together it became less scary and more so just sad in the best way possible. I know some people hated this season but this is lowkey my favorite season so far and possibly one of my favorite stories told, ever.

[fyeahsmokinhot]

Basically a mildly funny, delusional therapy session!

Ok, I can't anymore I just need to let it out.

I've been in bed since this morning as I got food poisoning/stomach flu and I'm quite sure it's because of D&D and not the T/A.

So anyway let's rant...also my nimble fingers might make typos as I'm super dehydrated (feeling like Ghost after fighting with WWs and being abandoned by Jon the Dumbest).

So we start with the funeral.....and its sombre as shit. Well done David Nutter btw. And we move on to eating food 🤮.

Here we go: Dany! I love(d) her so much, but lately she's all over the place going from crazy to crazy in love. Now don't let my lack of detecting any chemistry between her and Resident Emo Boy confuse you BUT are we just all going to sweep the incestous undertones under the pelts?Here I am watching another make out scene???.....but ok I shall resurrect and go to Kings Landing where Cersei is hosting a party (Wall themed I see). After losing her baby (also wth how did she not see them?why didn't she dracarys Eurons ass?), her Sir Friendzone and her BFF once again Dany is made to seem BAD for mourning in a murderous way (ah I guess it's ok if Arya does it....or Snow?), Being held to higher standard .....JUST BC SHE HAS A VAGINA??? ( Dios Mio, Olenna please).

Next up on my list Arya who went back to her old cuddle buddy The Hound.....Kind of digging it. Gendry you dumbass (❤️) offer her to go on a round-trip of murder (Bonnie & Clyde style) not a marriage. Also mad love for making her an honest woman with those puppy eyes.

Brienne & Jaime ....and this is where we go cray-cray. Dear fellow citizen of Tumblr, if you still reading brace yourself....by the end of the next 2 episodes (if U ARE a BRAIME shipper) you be losing golden hands, legs, basically everything that you can rip off (like Miss Vanjie did when singing No More Pain). So after reading countless (!!!!) posts about how people interpreted that scene (remember dear reader I was ill today so it was a lot) I think we can settle on Prince Charming Now Turned Old Guy Because Of International Incestous Relations is a dumbass with a death wish. BUT is he a good dumbass or a bad one.Now here I'd like to point out two things I didn't see considered:

Jaime already killed a king to save the population of Kings Landing.

Jaime said to Brienne he would have done the deed at Riverrun....but he didn't cus of Brie-Brie .....I'm assuming we all saw the things he did for her that went against Cersei. He went back to rescue her instead of rushing to KL, he arranged for her to leave as soon as Queen Should Have Been Thanos' Wife even breathed in her general direction, gave her instructions and means to protect Sansa even though his sister wanted her dead, took Riverrun in piece BC Brie-Brie asked !!!!! Come on guys after all that you can't believe he would put Cersei before her (or maybe I'm fuckin wrong since D&D don't even seem to know correct details in their behind the scenes cuts). So yes I believe Jamie wants to kill Female Jaime because....if she defeats Dany she is coming for them in Winter fell (also Brienne and Sansa are in WF).

No I don't ship Jaimsa (because hello fuckin weirdos 💝), but Briennes oath means something to Jaime.

BUT I hate...hate...hate how Jaime left her (the 🍑). He broke her heart after she finally opened it ...and this (D2 will burn in hell, the crossroads demon is on it).

Also my two weirdos having the most relatable and clumsy copulation (yes I said it, someone had to) moment. Like don't we all just flirt like Jaime...so smooth: it's hot in here bitches breeches off. Oh look my poor hand doesn't work I guess I will need your help...🥺🥺🥺

Brienne will NOT die. I can't believe otherwise.There are some characters you don't touch (Juliet from Lost, Clarke from The 100, Castiel) and she is one of them. I love that Gwen was real about her arc of being a woman this season.

I do think I have an unhealthy obsession with Braime as this episode actually made me sick(no it wasn't the take away) and now I will forever remember this as the night Braime became canon and the day when I felt like The Prince of Dorne when his eyes were popping (oh Oberyn....Pedro Pascal I miss your holiness sexiness).

And what with all the articles/YouTubers predicting pregnancies? We watched (with my friend, I'm not hallucinating from dehydration) people predicting a pregnant Dany, Brienne, Arya (?)....basically everyone with boobs. Chill guys if you worried about repopulating Samwell is on it!

And Tyrion best wingman in Westeros. What even was he doing showing off to GingerBain (btw good for you, tap dat rebound ass babe....and have fun going back to the land of the lost....you could have taken Dumbass Emo with you 🤫). Btw guys how many versions of the Two Dudes Just Hanging And Discussing The Fate Of The Iron Throne While Demeaning Rulers (mostly women) As Incompetent do we have to sit through? Can I like request to see actual things like Two Eyed Robot telling the sisters about the heritage or Sansa telling Tyrion instead of cutting away? That Tyrion and Sansa scene was having me on the edge.

And we come to Sansa. My queen, my sunshine and..... apparently my New Little finger ( is it only me who hates this comparison that reduces her to a power hungry, brothel-less creepy dude even thought she's been doing everything for her family????). I lost it when I heard them bring this up in the Untucked Uncut vid. Like maybe give us some actual scenes with Sansa where we get to see her contemplating her goals and wishes and not just her looking pretty up into the sky (compulsory shot of season 8). I've been feeling so far away from Sansa since season 7 (worst season ever....but this one is a contender).

Also from now on I'm believing in Bronn.He foresaw the Bang and said he will collect later. There will be a later for the boys! Bronn gave up on the castle he's now gone to take over for the Witchy Woman who talked to frogs and Cersei. Big ups for the resident Reversed Three Eyed Raven!

I have read the interview where GRRM said he doesn't agree or like some character fates. I agree GRRM so can you give us a book ....I mean God's it takes me ages to get started on my coursework, bit at least I submit it 10 min before the deadline!

Also the total lack of any mention of Braime in both behind the scenes....??!!!...Might be good news.

#Bonus Fun topics you can bring up at Thanksgiving:

Podrick and the 3some - u go girl!!!

Tyrion and his lack of sex - we've all been there and that's why I need spoilers to satisfy my craving....just like you needed to know about the magic vagina!

Wtf is a Varys anymore? Also Yara?

Ser Dadvos without kids and Red God's is super depressing. Give the guy an orphan!

Greyworm -which shot of his face was more intimidating. Rate from 1 to Dracarys!

Global warming? Dragons near extinction?

*Disclaimer: I love all GOT characters (well, maybe except for I Have One Facial Expression And It's Emo Jon), but I just needed a good rant cus the ones aimed at my friends didn't do it for me 😄

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Transcript: Fjord's inner fears – TM for CR C2 Ep61

This is the longest Talks Machina transcript I’ve put together (it’s 14 pages), and it’s only half the good stuff: Beau’s answers were also excellent. This is the absolute best of what Talks can be: Travis spilled absolutely everything about the subtext of Fjord and what’s been going on in his mind as he panics. All the things we’ve been speculating about are laid bare. This is the subtext to everything going on in Ep61 and Ep62.

Scenes run:

1. How stressed was Fjord losing his powers?  0:26:34 to 0:13:07

2. Fjord is scared of losing both his friends and connection to Vandran 0:16:56 to 0:20:10

3. Maybe we’ve misjudged Uk’otoa 0:23:29 to 0:24:41

4. Fjord didn’t want to see Wursh, it was an excuse for a crisis walkabout 0:24:41 to 0:26:59

5. Fjords powers are defining who he is 0:33:40 to 0:34:23

6. Everyone needs to pull their weight or they’re out 0:35:16 to 0:38:52

7. Fjord’s fallen in love with this version of himself 0:42:31 to 0:44:42

8. Uk’otoa is a connection to Vandran and now 0:46:55 to 0:48:34

9. Fjord doesn’t care about Avantika 0:52:09 to 0:52:55

10. Home is a big-ass maybe 0:54:30 to 0:58:10

1. How stressed was Fjord losing his powers?

0:10:06 Brian: “Travis, Vega_The_Fool wants to know, ‘On a scale of one to being dumped in a room alone with a blue dragon, how stressful was it for Fjord to wake up and find he’s been depowered? On the same scale, how stressful was it for Travis Willingham to realize Fjord had been depowered?'”

0:10:25 Travis, passionately: “Yeah, look, they’re one in the same, bitches! Okay? It was a ten! A fucking ten! A ten! It was terrible. It was awful. In the moment I was looking at Matt like, ‘What are you…?’ I just- I thought maybe I was just getting, like, I don’t know, nerfed or something, but to conjure nothing… I’m a guy with a sword. I’m a guy with a sword…”

Marisha: “I’m convinced there’s a 20-minute time period after that happened to you that you didn’t hear a word said at the table.”

Brian: “Yeah, you might have to watch that back.”

Travis, shaking his head: “Nope. Nope.”

Marisha: “I could tell just…” she mimics stressfully changing positions.

Brian: “That blankness, yeah.”

Travis: “Uh-huh. I’m pretty sure I was movie breathing, too.”

Marisha: “Yeah.”

Travis: “Like,” he breathes loudly and heavily. “During the endgame Laura tapped me and she was like, ‘Stop fucking breaking so loud.'”

Brian: “Yeah yeah yeah.”

Travis: “Something I do. Big ass no.”

Brian: “I almost broke Ashley’s hand. I was holding her hand and five minutes into the movie I was squeezing it so hard she, like, peeled her fingers off and was like, ‘Can you chill for a sec?’ And I realized it was because she had a Milk Dud stuck in there that I really wanted. Were you going to say, Travis?”

0:11:29 Travis: “I was gonna say, blue dragon was like, ‘Oh god, I might die. thank god people are coming.’ But the… Not having any powers and Travis having a character that has no powers, yeah, not good! It’s no good.”

Brian: “I have been in haunted house situations with you before, I’ve been in scary situations with you before, and I know when you sound terrified. And I was sitting there on my laptop watching the show, and when you ran out in the street and were like, ‘Oh fuck, oh fuck,’ I was like, ‘Oh no, oh no, oh no!’ It’s cool. It’s cool. I like it. I like it when you’re going off a little bit.”

0:12:03 Travis: “It’s okay. I’m sure because, because, thanks to CritRoleStats, it’s only been 35 days since, you know, since the last eye was placed that I have another 35 days before my next warning.”

Brian: “No, you don’t know that’s the case.”

Travis: “Yes. That is exactly what they said.”

Dani: “Really it’s been like 5 days since your last warning.”

Marisha: “It’s like a 90-day default period.”

Travis: “There’s a verbal warning, and then there’s a shot across the bow, okay? That was a shot. That was a physical…”

Dani: “So do you think they’re just going to escalate, or do you think he’s going to go back to verbal warnings?”

Travis: “Look, I’m sure there’s like, there’s gonna be a flier that comes in the mailbox that’ll be like, ‘You have 90 days to reply to this. Your interest is…'”

Brian: “Yes. It’s going to be so gentle.”

Travis: “You’ll be sent to collections if you don’t reply.”

Brian: “It’s going to have a big thing on the front that says,” Uk’otoa voice, “‘Reply.'”

Travis, laughing: “Open it up and it’s just one word.”

Dani, quietly under Travis: “Uk’otoa I feel is actually the IRS.”

Brian: “Say it one more time, Dani.”

Dani: “Uk’otoa is exactly the IRS. Never trust a phone call. They only send letters.”

Travis: “That’s why they sealed him away.”

Brian: “More like the IRIS.”

Marisha, after a pause: “Oh, iris, I get it. With it. Hip.”

Dani: “Oh no.”

Brian: “Okay, because it’s an eye and an eye has a-“

0:13:07

2. Fjord is scared of losing both his friends and connection to Vandran

0:16:56 Brian: “Travis, CalicoJill, ‘Fjord’s fear of losing his powers is palpable, where does that fear lie? Is he worried he couldn’t travel with his friends if he couldn’t hold his own or that he’d lose his last tangible connection to Vandran?'”

Travis: “God, these fans and their fucking good questions.”

Marisha: “I know, man.”

0:17:21Travis: “Yes. Both. I mean, yeah, he is temporarily satiated by the fact that Vandran seemed to be okay in Caduceus’ vision, or that he is well and trying to atone for past mistakes. I’d still really like to see the guy that, you know, treated him decent for the first time in his fucking life. Just say, ‘Hey, what the hell happened? Glad you’re okay. I’m okay if you were wondering?”

Dani, mournfully: “Oh-hoho.”

0:17:52 Travis: “Well yeah, you know. And then two, yeah, y’all- we’re some fucking dragon killing, like, badass 9th level motherfuckers. I’m not if I don’t have my shit! Right? If I just have a sword, I’m a half-orc with a strength of 11. I’m like a +1 with a sharp thing. It sucks! Yeah, nuh-uh.”

Brian: “Do you regret picking your class?”

0:18:21 Travis, animated: “I regret all of it! It’s all regerts all day every day! I just want out! Trade with me! Do it right now, shake on it. Let’s [exercise this demon]. Do it!”

Brian: “I just want out! Trade with me!”

Marisha: “No! I’d rather be a basic bitch than deal with some sort of demon.”

Travis, pleading: “Please. Look, look I could do it, watch!” He double punches the air. “Pap pap!

Dani: “Trade that!?”

Marisha: “No!

Travis, double punching the air again: “See: pap pap! Flurry of blows!”

Marisha: “Yeah, isn’t that great.

Dani: “Did you say, ‘Pap pap?'”

Travis, undercutting the air twice: “Stunning strike! Ba bap!”

Marisha: “You see that has nothing beholden to my fists.”

Travis, quietly stress and defeated: “Shit.”

Brian: “Nah dude.”

0:18:49 Marisha: “I felt really bad because as soon as the cameras went off, and I could see Travis’s like freaking out and I’m like the worst friend ’cause my first response was, ‘This is why I’ve never fucked with warlocks.”

Dani: “Yeah.”

Travis, laughing: “That happened!”

Brian: “Wow. Wow.”

Marisha: “And I was like,” she looks at him. “And he was just like,” she braces herself with both hands on the coffee table and slowly looks back at him in disbelief.

Travis, slapping his leg laughing: “That was what you said! I looked over at Taliesin for some guidance, like, bro, like, I mean, we kicked Orthax out of your body and then killed it. I got no Orthax, I got nothing to kill, I got no nothing.”

Brian: “I have no fire.”

Laughter.

Travis: “Yeah. Hey Korben my man.”

Laughter.

Travis: “Yeah, yeah no it’s panic around here.”

Brian: “I love that that was your reaction. Like, yeah.”

Travis: “Yes, yeah.”

Marisha: “Your choice, eh.” She throws up her hands.

0:19:32 Travis: “He cannot hang. He cannot hang. He would die real quick. If middle of the day, not like after a rest, I don’t know if the wisdom check the night before had anything to do with it. If it’s just like we’re getting ready to ambush some people and all of a sudden, like, my sword just falls out of the air at my feet right as we’re getting ready to go? I’m’a sit my ass right where we are and wish everyone good fortune.”

Dani: “Good fjortune?”

Travis: “Good fjortune? Oh, good- oh fjork you, Dani.”

Dani cackles.

Brian: “Oh boy. Oh boy.”

Travis: “Need my powers, man.”

0:20:10

3. Maybe we’ve misjudged Uk’otoa

0:23:29 Travis: “Listen, maybe we’re being too judgmental of poor, misunderstood Uk’otoa, right?”

Brian: “Okay, that line of thinking is bound to get you in a world of shit.”

Travis: “Maybe we just go, and we drop that third sphere, we let the little, the little snake guy out of his cage he just…” He makes a slithering motion.

Brian: “No. You’ve seen Prometheus.”

Travis: “No. Nobody saw that.”

Dani: “I was about to say, I was like, ‘Did you?'”

Brian: “Steve, you saw Prometheus?”

Steve: “Yeah, yeah.”

Brian: “You yeah, yeah?”

Marisha: “If you, like, suck another eyeball inside of you, and we kill him, though, do you get to keep his powers?”

0:24:01 Travis, stress laughing: “I don’t know! I didn’t read the contract! There wasn’t one!”

Dani: “I have a question.”

Travis: “Yeah?”

Dani: “Was there a contract? Or did you just wake up and you suddenly fucking had powers.”

Brian: “I think there was some nasty shit in this.”

0:24:13 Travis: “It was the latter as far as I know.”

Brian: “You woke up?”

Dani: “So you just don’t- so you also- so it’s like what y’all were talking about with those memory loss- memory-“

0:24:22 Travis: “Yeah, I was drowning. and it hurt like a motherfucker, and the next thing I knew I was awake on a shore and there’s a sword just washing up in the waves.”

Brian: “Should have had gills, man. Should have had gills like that Sea Quest character. You would be fine. This one’s for Travis.”

Marisha and Travis, laughing: “Sea Quest?”

Brian: “Here comes Lockey to remind us.”

4. Fjord didn’t want to see Wursh, it was an excuse for a crisis walkabout

0:24:41 Brian: Micawindow, Fjord seemed anxious to leave the herbalist’s and talk to Wursh. If he hadn’t learned his powers returned when he created a minor illusion, would the conversation with Wursh have gone differently?”

0:24:59 Travis: “Uh yeah. I only went to talk to Wursh ’cause fucking Yasha wouldn’t leave me alone.”

Brian: “It’s true. Yeah.”

Travis: “I was trying to fucking-

Marisha: “Wait, what, really?”

0:25:09 Travis: “Yeah! I don’t give a fuck about Wursh! I was trying to amscray!”

Brian: “You forgot about Wursh. Forgot about Wursh.”

0:25:14 Travis: “No, I was gonna ask- Yasha was like, ‘I’m gonna follow Fjord.’ And I’m like, ‘Fuck!’ ‘I’m going to talk to Wursh right now. That is my only intention.'”

Marisha, laughing: “You were trying to have a crisis walkabout and…”

0:25:28 Travis: “Yeah! That’s why I was getting so impatient! Shit is going down, alright!? The clock is ticking! I don’t need to share it with you guys! I can resolve it, but I need to do it on my own time, my own terms!”

Dani: “Ooo. That is not a healthy way of thinking, Fjord.”

Travis: “Did you, are you saying that to Fjord, right? Travis is a very responsible person and a good friend.”

Marisha: “I was about to…”

Brian: “What?”

Marisha: “Nothing”

[They gently browbeat Marisha into talking.]

Marisha: “Just didn’t know if we were talking to Travis of Fjord.”

Brian: “I know, he’s got more accents than Liam’s character has names.”

0:26:26 Travis: “Well, and listen, half of it was I was asking about what was in the town because as we walk through, we’ve just kind of been moving to one place and the other, not really taking inventory of what’s around. I don’t know if there were temples or other things that maybe I could pop in and go like, ‘Hey, do you guys know anything about a giant snake dude called Uk’otoa?'”

Marisha: “Can I get a B12 shot?”

Travis, laughing: “Yeah, seriously!”

Marisha: “Just real quick.”

Brian: “Is this the tent where they’re doing the B12?”

Travis: “Do you ever reckon that wellness shot? Can we get some…”

Marisha: “Universal healthcare, right?”

Travis: “Yep.”

0:26:59

5. Fjords powers are defining who he is

0:33:40 Travis: “I mean, okay, I can say that Fjord’s not an open- like, just a straight-up open book. He’s… yeah. All these powers, when he has them, are defining who he is, right. It was really not anything close to that before. So yeah, he keeps it super close to the chest. Plus, people look to him in a… looked to him in a leadership role for a while. That’s new to him, too. So, he thinks that, probably from his experiences with Vandran, that, like, stoic, quiet, calm leaders that don’t show, you know, that don’t blush in the face of adversity are how it’s supposed to be. Not knowing that you can do it however the fuck you want to. there’s no right way to lead.”

0:34:23

6. Everyone needs to pull their weight or they’re out

0:35:16 Brian: “Travis, Dikemon asks, I’m going to skip some of this, ‘How much of his abilities does Fjord tie into his identity? Is he scares that the Nein might think less of him if he becomes powerless?'”

[Full question: Travis: We’ve seen Fjord grow more confident as his powers grew. 61 episodes in and those powers are threatened to be taken away. ‘How much of his abilities does Fjord tie into his identity? Is he scares that the Nein might think less of him if he becomes powerless?]

0:35:26 Travis: “The guy shouts ‘Eldritch Blast’ when he doesn’t have to. Yeah, it’s, uh, yes. I see the bottom half of the question. Yeah, they’ll think less of him. Who wouldn’t, right? Everybody needs to be able to- No, Dani, they would! You’ve gotta pull your own weight in this group. If you are the weak link, they’re gonna hold auditions for The Mighty Eight.”

Brian: “The Might Eight?”

Travis: “Yeah. That’s what’s happening.”

Marisha, looking confused and concerned: “No, we wouldn’t, though. You know that.”

Travis: “No. Nope.”

Marisha: “You know that, but Fjord doesn’t know that.”

Brian: “I don’t know. No, Fjord doesn’t know that.”

Travis: “Don’t know. Caleb is… I mean, listen, I think Caleb evaluates all the group members, and because they can each contribute something to keeping each other safe, then it’s a zero-sum game that everybody can, you know, they can take care of each other. If one person is going, ‘I’ve got a sword over here if any of you need it,’ like a fucking ball boy,” he slightly shakes his head.

Marisha: “Well, look, you could have been our Caddy Shack for a few episodes, and we would have gone and got your powers back. We just quest for powers.”

0:36:37 Travis: “How do you do that? How do you do that? How do you think you do that?”

Marisha: “We…”

Travis: “Where is Uk’otoa to you?”

Marisha: “We toss you in some salt water.”

Travis: “Uh-huh.” His body language says, “I don’t know.”

Marisha: “Let you get a little…”

Travis: “Briny?”

Marisha: “Uh-huh.”

Travis: “Uh-huh.”

Marisha: “See what happens, go from there.”

Travis: “How long do we wait while I’m in the ocean before you realize it’s not doing shit?”

Marisha: “Mm, you know…”

Travis: “A fortnight?”

Marisha: “Not beyond the threshold of a Revivify.”

Laughter.

Travis: “Oh god!”

Brian: “Oh wow.”

Travis: “You’re trying to reset the hard drive? Like, you’re just going to- okay. Okay cool.”

Brian: “You’re thinking just like… You’re thinking reformat disk. Reformat disk.”

Dani: “Turn him off and tuning him back on!”

Travis: “Yeah, you’re turning the computer off and holding the power button down factory settings.”

Marisha: “Fuck you guys. He’s blue screened.”

Brian: “Disk utility. Yikes.”

Dani: “Aw, think how much Beau loves Fjord that she would be willing to factory reset him.”

Travis: “Wow.”

Dani: “Aw, I think it’s sweet.”

Travis: “Wow, that is some…”

Dani: “We’re just going to throw you in the water, buddy.”

Brian: “I can’t wait.”

Marisha: “Look, this was a 60-second plan. This has had no R&D. Okay? I’m not saying we go with our first draft. We think about it. I was just tossing it out.”

Brian: “Campaign 2: now with more Eternal Sunshine on a Spotless Mind.”

0:37:51 Travis: “Yeah. this is what I was doing in the game in the moments where my head was exploding. Like, none of us in the group have any idea how to approach or solve that problem. Nobody.”

Brian: “Yeah. Nobody.”

Marisha: “I mean, we’re going to have to figure it out though.”

Dani: “Only if he tells y’all! Fjord.”

Travis: “I’ll take care of it. It’ll be fine. I’ll take care of it.”

Marisha: “You know when your- you know when your check engine light goes on?”

Brian: “Ew. I don’t think that one bit.”

Dani: “That’s weird.”

Marisha: “Start counting down the days. My check engine light has been on for nine days, you guy.”

Travis: “Yeah, I’ll get it, it’s fine. And then you take it into the shop they’re like, ‘How long’s this been on?”

Marisha: “Uh… a few days.”

Travis: “November?”

Marisha: “Pop the hood, I don’t smell burning, we’re good. We’re good.”

Travis: “Right.”

Dani: “The freakiest days are the ones where the check engine light turns off. And then you’re like, ‘Eh, that’s weird. That’s worse.'”

Marisha: “Yeah. Those are the days I say someone’s looking out for you.”

Brian: “It gave up. The check engine light gives up, that car’s going to explode.”

Travis: “Yep.”

Brian: “Speaking from experience.”

0:38:52

7. Fjord’s fallen in love with this version of himself

0:42:31 Brian: “The only person that could save us now is Skidrule316. ‘Travis, what is Fjord’s apprehension about telling his friends about his dreams and the consequences of ignoring his patron?'”

0:42:46 Travis: “I mean… I think Fjord has fallen in love a little bit with the idea of who this new version of himself is. And being vulnerable and telling people what your biggest fear is and admitting all the ways that you suck, in addition to all the new reasons that you reallysuck, it’s like one step too far. Plus, I mean, he gave it a day, right? He didn’t just up and fucking run out in the middle of the night, although I was on the razor’s edge of just tearing off into the darkness. I don’t know. I didn’t know what the fuck was going to happen. So, conjuring that bird was a real good sign. But he’s motivated to fix it. What was the back half of that question, the back part?”

Brian: “It was about, ‘Fjord’s apprehension about telling his friends about his dreams and the consequences of ignoring his patron.’

Travis: “Oh, the patron, yeah. I mean, that I have no- I don’t have any idea about. I was looking for a temple. I don’t know if anyone would have any idea of what Uk’otoa is, or if they know how to break whatever agreement this thing is, if it is an agreement. I don’t even remember it happening, so I don’t know if he is…”

Brian: “What happens if the agreement is broken though, dude?”

Travis: “I don’t know. I mean…”

Brian: “We don’t know that that’s good.”

Travis: “No, we don’t.”

Brian: “But we don’t know that you’re good, but now I’m thinking you might turn good because this one’s evil.”

Travis: “No, yeah. I mean, from the day that happened until now, everything has been different and awesome because I can shoot shit out of my hands, and jump between planes, and change the way I look, and all of that. If you told me I’m just going back to being who I was before…”

Marisha: “Normal?”

Travis: “Yeah. That’s not awesome. It’s not great.”

Marisha: “Yeah. Yeah, that would suck.”

Travis: “Yeah. He still has work to do, too.”

Brian: “Normal sucks. Right, Max?”

Max: “Yep.”

Laughter

0:44:42

8. Uk’otoa is a connection to Vandran and now

0:46:55 Brian: “Let’s see, Travis, let’s see if you- let’s see what you can answer of this question from GracelessKnight. ‘Fjord’s accent dropped during his nervous breakdown outside. Is there a significant attachment of his accent with his pact with Uk’otoa? Is it heightened knowing that Vandran was also a chosen? If so, how’s he coping with those connection momentarily lost?'”

Travis: “I don’t know anything about an accent drop.”

Dani: “I fucking knew that’s what you were gonna fucking say! Goddamn it!”

Brian: “I told you. I told you he was gonna say it. I told you, but we decided to leave this question in anyway.”

0:47:30 Travis: “Yeah, I mean, it’s definitely heightened with Vandran also being a chosen. I mean, we think. We think, right? I mean, from everything that Avantika said about Vandran, it sounded like he brought her into it. I don’t know if he was a chosen or if he was brought into it the same way he brought her in; I don’t know. But yeah, that’s a huge connection to his past life and now. I mean how the hell is he even supposed to address finding him if he doesn’t have the abilities or the thing that is the link to the last moment that he saw him in? I mean, we’re on the other side of the fucking map. We’re not even on the map, anymore.”

Dani: “That’s true.”

Travis: “We are upper north east adjacent. We are out of bounds. For the moment.”

Brian: “Yeah, out of bounds. Return to gameplay please.”

Travis: “Yeah, he is far from home, yeah.”

Brian: “Return to the combat zone, please.”

Marisha: “Yeah. Sixty seconds.”

Dani: “Aw, just like Spider-Man. He’s far from home.”

Travis: “Yeah, that’s right.”

Brian: “Oh, Dani, oh…”

Travis: “Spoilers.”

Dani: “That’s the name of the movie!”

Travis: “I’m not sure.”

Brian: “Yeah, but some of us…”

0:48:34

9. Fjord doesn’t care about Avantika

0:52:09 Brian: “Yettinim wants to know, ‘How does Fjord feel about Beau wearing one of Avantika’s coats?'”

Travis, singing: ♪ Get it girl. Get it get it girl. Get it girl. Get it get it girl. ♪

Marisha, dancing: “I’m fly.”

Travis: “I mean, sorry. He doesn’t care. Nah.”

Brian: “Doesn’t care.”

Travis, shrugging: “Nah.”

Dani: “Hit it and quit it, man.”

Brain: ‘Yeah, it wasn’t the coat.”

Marisha: “It’s mine now, bitch!”

Travis: “Keep your enemies close.”

Brian: “Yeah.”

Marisha: “It looks good, too.”

Brian: “It wasn’t the coat he had a wonderful evening with.”

Travis: “That’s right, yeah.”

Dani: “I mean it might have been. What?”

Marisha: “It’s fur lined now, fits real nice, shows off my figure.”

0:52:45 Travis: “Yeah, both Fjord and Travis don’t put a lot of stock in new clothes.”

Brian: “Yeah, we can tell there.”

Dani: “He’s probably like, ‘Oh, is that Avantika’s coat?'”

Travis: “I bought this in 2004, so…”

Brian: “You did?

Travis: “Yeah.”

Brian: “Yeah yeah yeah.”

0:52:55

10. Home is a big-ass maybe

0:54:30 Brian: “Lalalyssh wants to know, ‘Fjord grew up an orphan and Beau was ostracized from her family. How do these characters feel now that they have been offered a home to share with their found family?’ So, you guys have this home now. You know, it’s not a house, as you said earlier. You corrected me.”

Travis: “A dwelling? A homestead?”

Brian: “You have a dwelling.”

0:54:49 Travis: “I don’t know. I- He- I feel… I feel good about it. As long as things stay the way they are he’s pretty comfortable with this new life and family. But shit changes sometimes.” He stares at Marisha helplessly.

Marisha, growing more concerned: “Yeah. Yeah. Yeah?”

Travis: “Not in a bad way, I mean, I’m just speaking in a reference to my warlock abilities.”

Brian: “Yeah.”

Brian: “How does Beau feel- Wait, you seem so suspicious all the sudden.”

Marisha: “Uhh…” She nudges her head at Travis.

0:55:24 Brian: “A lot’s going on up there, isn’t it?”

[…]

0:57:08 Travis: “Yeah. I mean, genuinely Fjord is all about moving in solidifying things, embracing this new life. There is a big-ass maybe just floating out there though, now. Like, all of a sudden one morning nothing was like it was the night before, so I don’t know what that means.”

Marisha: “Well, and it feels like you also had your found family before with Vandran.”

0:57:31 Travis: “Yeah, and that shit ripped away.”

Marisha: “And that shit got ripped away.”

0:57:34 Travis: “Yeah, totally. This is the third version of himself.”

Marisha: “So, right. I can understand that through line of, well, you have this by blood, and theoretically they’re not supposed to be able to be like ‘nah’ to you. Theoretically.”

Dani: “Theoretically.”

Brian: “Theoretically. Yeah.”

Marisha: “I don’t know.”

Travis, wincing: “Yeah. Yeah. Oh god.”

Dani: “There’s just so much good character work.”

Travis: “I’m sure Mercer will take it away. It’ll be fine.”

Brian: “There’s a lot of deep character work going on. I like it. I want more.”

Travis: “I’ll be fine.”

Dani: “It’s all so tasty. Omnomnom.”

0:58:10

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A Little Ghost-Breaking, Part 2

for @gendryxaryatrash, I hope this isn’t a let-down but I need to wrap this up and get to bed or I’m going to really hate myself in the morning.

Arya barely slept that night. What had she seen? Had it been real? Was it all an elaborate prank? She wouldn’t put it past Gendry to create such an elaborate prank, her brothers might be in on it as well. There must be some device that had made it so cold and that had projected the image and another one for audio that would have been easy at least. But then again there was only one outlet in the bedroom, one plug was used by the lamp and the other was charging Arya’s phone. And the figure had been barely visible. What sort of device could project an image that soft and dim? And what had Gendry done to make Nymeria attack the air? Her leg hurt and she wondered if the spider had bitten her.

Arya couldn’t take it anymore and rolled out of bed. She stepped carefully over the space the ghost had occupied before and fumbled for the light switch but when she flipped it the light didn’t come on. Cursing loudly she stumbled back around to Gendry’s side of the bed and searched for her phone. She found it just as Gendry began to stir. The light of the screen was nearly blinding but Arya turned on the flashlight app and began to search the room muttering curses and half-theories to herself. “Babe what’s wrong?” Gendry asked groggily.

“Where did you hide it?”

“Where did I hide what?”

“The device! Whatever you used to make it look like there was a ghost in here.”

He groaned, “Arya I told you there really is a ghost. This isn’t a prank.”

“Ha! Cute but you’re not convincing me.”

Gendry only grumbled more nonsense and flipped onto his stomach, pressing his face into his pillow.

Arya searched every nook and cranny in the bedroom. There was nothing under the bed and all that sat in the closet was their bags and cobwebs in a corner that the cleaners must have missed. Arya decided that Gendry must have moved his equipment while she was asleep. Either that or one of her brothers had followed them up and was behind the apparition, she wouldn’t put it past them. She crossed the landing and searched through the other bedroom, the linen closet, the bathroom, the entire first floor. The microwave clock read 4:53 AM when she ran out of places to search and there was not an electronic device that Arya did not recognize. The only places left were the attic and the cellar and as much as she hated to admit it Arya was not anxious to search the dark, dank, spider-infested cellar. She had not seen the attic at all the day before… “Son of a bitch!” she shouted as she raced for the stairs.

The ladder nearly smacked Arya in the head when she pulled on the trapdoor but she was still agile from nearly two decades of dance lessons, swim team, and all the other sports she’d dabbled in. She clambered up and found the chain leading to the single lightbulb, it did little to disperse the darkness. It appeared Gendry hadn’t been lying about the clutter in the attic. It was filled with ancient furniture and boxes piled high. Whatever Gendry or whoever else was pranking her with must be up there. She began a full inspection of the room. The boards creaked beneath her feet and they were covered in dust, in fact the entire room was filled with it. “That should make this easier then,” Arya muttered and she looked around her feet, searching for tracks. There weren’t any. As she moved about the attic, checking the boxes and furniture for any disturbance in the dust she found nothing. By all appearances the room hadn’t been entered in years.

“Do you trust me now?” Gendry grumbled at her when she returned to the kitchen. He was mixing up the pancake batter for her and yawning.

“No, I’m going to figure out how you did that.”

“So you admit you saw something!” He poured some batter onto the pan. Arya searched the fridge for the omelette fixings she’d brought. “Big breakfast,” he noted when she bullied her way into the cooking space, her arms full of the egg carton, cheese, mushrooms, and vegetables.

“We need our energy if we’re going to be ghost-breaking.”

“Ghost-breaking?” Gendry laughed. “The ghosts aren’t hurting anything here besides how would you know how to ghost-break a house?”

Arya glared up at him from her bowl of beaten eggs, “It’s a lot easier to ghost-break when the ghosts aren’t real.”

He flipped the first pancake onto a plate and started on the second one, “Ah, I see how it is. Are you going to call a priest to exorcise a demon from me or are you going to search my phone for the Apparition App?”

Arya returned to making her omelettes and they breakfasted in companionable silence. Gendry cajoled her into biking along one of the nearby trails. It was a long one that traversed thick woods and in a couple spots came to the edge of the cliffs that plummeted into the sea. “Getting me out of the house so Robb can set up tonight’s ghoul?” she asked while she fastened her helmet. Gendry only laughed and shook his head.

After their trail ride, a picnic at the park near the beach – all blessedly quiet thanks to it being October they took a trip into town to shop for souvenirs and cinnamon sugar donuts. Arya found a sweatshirt she liked and seashell ornaments the other women in her family might like for Christmas presents. Or at least she was sure Sansa and Jeyne would love them, her mother probably would, she wasn’t sure about Dany or Meera so she searched out a beautiful ship ornament for Dany and a moose one for Meera instead. “And that’s half of my Christmas shopping done already!” she told Gendry when they met back up.

He snorted, “As if you’re not going to find at least one more thing for your sister and shower your sisters’-in-law like you do every year. Maybe you should get something extra for Sansa now so she doesn’t end up feeling left out?” She did get something extra: a wooden sign with a quote that she was sure Sansa would gush over and a cute cookie jar. Arya also ended up getting lobster slippers for Dany and a pair of horseshoe crab earrings for Meera. Gendry was right about her showering the other women with gifts but she just got along better with Dany and Meera than she ever had with her real sister.

They spent their evening watching the local news station on mute and trying to guess what was being said until it switched to reruns of 90s TV shows which Arya was perfectly happy to watch off mute while they cuddled on the couch. She wasn’t sure she wanted to return to the cramped and creepy bedroom but the last thing Arya needed was for Gendry to think that she was actually starting to buy into his ghost prank. There was a spot on the back of her thigh that had been sore and hurting all day and she took some painkillers before collapsing into bed.

Arya woke with a start at nearly the same time she had the night before. Again Nymeria was growling and again Arya saw the faint outline of a person there. Muttering about people and chores. Arya was not going to be made a fool of. She threw off the covers and stood up. Her leg was still hurting and she felt dizzy and weak but she stood up all the same and marched right through the apparition to the light switch. Walking through the faintly glowing spot felt like walking through a wall of ice water. Arya gasped, her skin breaking out in goosebumps but she reached out and flipped the switch. Nothing happened.

The murmuring apparition turned what could have been its face towards Arya and reached out what she thought could have been a hand. Again, it felt like ice was being jabbed into her shoulder, through it even. Arya flipped the switch up and down frantically. Whatever it was plunged through Arya and then there was light. Gendry had turned on the lamp and jumped out of bed. “Are you alright Arya?”

She caught her breath and scowled, “I’m fine thanks.”

Gendry put a hand on her shoulder “it’s just you look a little pale.”

“My leg hurts and I’m cold but that’s all.”

He raised an eyebrow, “So you’re sore.”

She shook her head, “No like, it feels like there’s a sore or something on the back of my leg and it’ getting worse.”

“Should I check it for you?”

She shrugged and let him. Gendry cursed, “This looks bad Arya I’m driving you to the hospital!”

“You’re what?”

“Hospital. Now.”

He didn’t elaborate until they were in the car – she’d insisted on being allowed to at least put on a sweatshirt and grab her phone before she let him lead her out of the room – “Remember the spider last night?” he started.

Arya rubbed her temples, “I sort of forgot about that until now.”

He glanced incredulously at her “Well I’ve seen brown recluse bites before and that’s what it looks like on your leg.”

And he was right. The bite was not nearly serious enough to warrant a hospital stay but she was given an antibiotic and was nearly subjected to a tetanus shot until she proved that she’d had one recently.

They left the farmhouse that day and nearly forgot to stop and buy pumpkins and the fresh cinnamon sugar donuts Arya had been promised. Gendry thought it was superfluous as they had already had donuts but Arya insisted that the donuts were different when they were fresh and bought at a pumpkin patch.

After their trip Arya refused to concede and admit that there was a ghost in that farmhouse or that ghosts were, in fact, real. Gendry likewise insisted that the whole thing had been genuine and there was no prank. As expected Arya’s brothers enjoyed being able to needle the couple into arguing over whether or not ghosts exist and never allowed Arya peace of mind once they discovered that she believed that Gendry had pranked her with the help of one of them.

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Steerio Hearts Stuff & Stuff

White Devils and the Demons They Serve (Chs 15-17)

I was gonna do two seperate posts, but you two are the ones who do most of the reading and y’all actually read EVERYTHING, so I figured, even if it’s as long as a chapter, y’all would’ve read it anyways.

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Stevie can’t even sniff his fingers with Bukowski breathing down his neck. What is Bukowski up to with Cheerio? 

I. Am. Still. Crine. Over this comment. That is all. (Because, you just found out in Ch 17 what Bukowski was up to.

But I guess it’s the devil you know versus the devil you don’t.

Even though this is regarding Tesla, this is actually a fantastic summary of most of the characters in this story, hell - in the series. People often accept what their life seems to be instead of fighting for what it can be. That DEFINITELY happens in the context of having a mental illness, because everyday life can be overwhelming enough, so taking extra risks and chances are sometimes astronomical.

What’s sad is they would rather do that than come see their child. Time is more value, and we see they don’t care enough to spend any with her.

The Robinsons are the worst. I just have no other feedback of them for right now. Radja more than Champ - but they are a team and that team should’ve included their daughter and never does. In fact, I have a little arc that involves Radja coming up shortly and yes, she’s just the worst in it. 

But then those dang nightmares and training haunting the poor guy. I know it’s something he struggles with even after their married. He has triggers, and they usually lead to him growing and learning something different about himself and the way he views things. It seems that this is only the beginning of that journey.

Stevie sometimes suffers from psychosis, so he’s forgotten a lot of things that he’s been exposed to, because his brain was just unable or unwilling to process the trauma - much like his breakdown after Mary died. This is why later he still has repressed memories punching him in the gut and why it’s important to him to be a realist. He seems like an asshole a lot, for “Just being realistic,” but he knows himself (particularly after he’s out) and he just wants to make sure he’s trying to assess things normally and naturally, so that he doesn’t unintentionally wind up in a state of psychosis... Now, WE know that sometimes, it’s going to happen, anyway. But, these glimpses into his episodes are here for me to try to explain why Stevie is such an “asshole,” OUTSIDE of his racism. That’s a completely different issue which I’d never justify. Lol.

I do wonder if Tesla wants this footage. I doubt Bukowski has any good in him so is it his self need to have every part of Tesla in his grasp, under his control? Will she be somehow grateful he’s gotten this back? Idk but just the thought makes me sicker.

Tesla does NOT want this footage, wants no part of this footage, was alarmed by Bukowski and Stevie even MENTIONING this footage, and has absolutely no need for this footage. This is primarily about Bukowski’s control, and also his fetish. He enjoys watching. He enjoys knowing things. It makes him feel powerful to know things and to be able to see things. She MAY be grateful that he’s gotten it, but honestly, she’s still suffering from the damage of the event. She knows that it has already been done, and whether or not there is footage, she’s already suffered and has to live with it. Be sick, be very sick. It’s meant to be deeply sickening.

Anyway, Stevie is out of control lol threatening Derek was un called for. We know at this point she’s the one exception to that word, and that’s recent so I wasn’t surprised when he said it. I thought Cheerio would at least consider turning down Stevie’s offer but nope lol She just as toxic in love as him, and she sees beyond his training. I doubt I could have it in me.

Stevie is often impulsive in his decisions, but sometimes, they’re premeditated. Sometimes, he thinks things out, knows that his decision isn’t great and does it anyway. He gets so much better about this as he ages, but Teenage Stevie is deeply territorial and no matter what he says, he feels like he owns Cheerio.

And, no ma’am. I can’t relate to her, in that regard. A chick called me “Kunta Kinte” in 2007. I tried to beat her with a beer bottle in her own trailer, had to get dragged out of there and brought home and I still will call her a bitch, if I see her today.

  Angelwings

Ok... Who is Bukowski even using to make Tesla (Ally) jealous? I mean agh.

This had me cracking up SO HARD. You would be surprised the kinda pink dick pandering out there on the innanets. Whenever I had a successful porn blog, right here on Tumblr, I seen some shit. And there are folk less attractive and less charming that can somehow manage to get little sex games going with people, especially if they’re in a fetish niche (which gingers are).

ok so Tesla told her to have sex in the shower? If she's in the bathroom they accept verbal... side eyeing and looking all squinted eyed trying to imagine how they WON'T get caught.

This is because the orderlies won’t generally just burst into the bathroom while a resident is in the shower if the resident seems fine and is willing to peek out and show their face. They’ll only barge in if the resident seems off (trying to pretend that they’re fine) or is not responsive. They want to value their privacy to a certain extent, but not to leave them vulnerable, if they somehow got hold of a weapon or something.

It just goes back to what Stevie says to Sam. He has to constantly battle with his thoughts. At least he does that.

I touched on this a little bit with Dee. Stevie HAS to do this, to make sure that he keeps himself grounded. His triggers are so dynamic that they literally take control of his mind, for a time. He wants to not have to experience that, and he never wants to hurt the people he loves because of some type of break.

Hmm so Dani is trying to work at a library. That's kind of perfect. Hope she gets it and keeps up her therapy and stuff. It always makes me upset to see any hospital release patients before they are ready. I really hope Dani can transition back into society.

Oh, no - she’s not trying to work at the library. The library is one of the few places that poor people can have access to the Internet and by this time, even though the story is set for several years ago - a lot of the jobs and such are available to apply online. Dani would most likely apply online, because she knows that she might appear to not be normal when going in to get applications and people might “fire before you hire” her upon seeing that she’s not very normal. Sorry, I didn’t explain that. I know that the Texas Workforce Commission has access, but I didn’t feel like researching how unemployment works in Ohio, so I just went the library application route. Dani’s story isn’t over yet, so you’ll definitely find out how life went for her.

They function as a community, one for all and all for their cause. People can do anything when they work together even create monsters and killers.

People who lead abusive lifestyles often see their behavior as normal. Hence arguments TO THIS DAY of “My mom beat me and I turned out fine” or “People are this way because they don’t get beat enough.” Contrary to the cases upon cases of research and information that hitting children only causes trauma. Now, generally - children of abuse do NOT turn out to be killers and horrible criminals. Some go on to be kind humans and productive members of society... But even those generally have to address the trauma that was caused by their toxic environments.

Inevitably we know the fate of the hospital but in the other stories we never hear of the other characters. I hope they get the help they need wherever they go.

I have stories plotted out for most of the ones that we know. It’s gonna be a moment to get to some of them, but I’ll try not to drop the ball, completely.

Stevie was angry with Bukowski for hurting his Bust it Baby- learning so much. I had to look that up. That is Cheri by every definition if not now then later. She is well on her way. That exchange was cute the way Cheri acted. 

Bust It Baby Pt 2 was ONE OF MY FAVES in the club. (Telling my age, now. LOL) But, THEY would have been teens/kids around that time, so I didn’t feel bad referencing that mug. Bwahahaha. Cheri DEFINITELY becomes all of that for Stevie. But, yeah - she was a little bashful about it being said in a group setting.

Even Tanisha had to tell him about himself with Stevie. It's like Stevie was punished for all the children, well Mary got to Stacey but Sam was golden. Some couples should not procreate. 

I think it took a while for Dwight to comprehend that just because Stacie and Sam ‘turned out okay,’ that didn’t MEAN that he had been blameless in helping to shape Stevie the way that he did. He never saw himself as having anything against Stevie, because he loved him as much as he did the others (or so he thought - he just wasn’t CLOSE to him). And Mama T was able to see that Dwight’s not being close to Stevie affected how he handled him, whether or not he did love him - which she believed and trusted that he did, but she needed him to get that STEVIE needed to believe and trust it.

This Entire Review: I Have a Lot of Responses, Love

Bukowski is blinded by crazy. Any half decent individual would see red flags. DANGER! DANGER WILL ROBINSON! What an idiot. Poetic justice would be if Tesla killed his awhen he drugged and kidnapped her or whatever his chosen crazy decides to do. I just don't see him living after he knocked on that door.

Unfortunately, Bukowski’s time is not yet up. But, he has definitely poked a bear by reaching out to Max. Stevie making deals in an institution with a demon eww. Stevie has his number already, is he blinded by the vajayjay?

Stevie is blinded by both the caviar and his inability to access, the way that he would like to. He’s a teenage boy trying to squeeze quickies in all day in between heavily monitored times. That argument between Stevie and Cheri was like imagining popcorn pop. You know the explosion is coming. When it does your like damned that's some Good popcorn! I kept saying Oh, and scrunching up my face like Stevie's next words are gonna get him smacked and then he did it. He said the ultimate, ONE word that is complete Taboo in anger no less. *SMACK* ! Round two lol!

Stevie often feels attacked when nobody is attacking him. I blame Dwight for this, because Stevie spent most of his life feeling like he had to explain and defend himself, to the point where his mentality is paranoid and he thinks that he has to fight whenever a conflict or challenge arises. Cheri is not a violent person, but whenever she gets angry (Teenage Cheerio) will lash out, because she’s in a position where she can’t just go to the spa or have a smoothie. She’s relaxed more later because she has the freedom to simply escape for a moment. Here, she’s a caged bird. Cheri is hella patient with him and I get it. I have had to explain blackness to other races, as if EVERY race and EVERY culture and EVERY class does not have their own innuendoes and humor. Even his Arian idiot family. Like the lady at work told my coworker with at straight face 'Don't all y'all like fried chicken? I said what did you do? My coworker said I took a deep breath and saidNo! And what you just said is considered racist. Of course she asked how? My coworker said she just walked away. I probably would have a. been patient and broke it down, or b. said ungh hungh just like all y'all like caviar and filet minion. Just would depend on my mood but Cheri is time enough for Stevie. Most of how she handles Stevie I agree with.

I don’t. It’s not my job to bear the burden of educating people who (if they gave a fuck) could access resources to educate themselves. I made those mistakes when I was younger, and that shit was nothing but additional emotional labor added to the constant processes I had to go through, throughout the day in my black ass skin. I watch racists getting beat up for being trash on YouTube all the time. That’s handling that I agree with.Lol. Now there is no way in hell any man would not take Derek's behavior as a challenge or threat. I felt like he was trying to purposely show Stevie he could reach Cheri in a way Stevie could not and do things with Cheri that Stevie could not just to put it in Stevie's face then try and hide behind a smile and laughter like he didn't have an agenda. Even if he doesn't like her like that he KNEW Cheri was with Stevie. He should have acted accordingly. I think Derek was trying to be sneaky. Yes Stevie is a jelly monster and he is territorial and possessive but that is Stevie. Like Mason calling Cheri Ri Ri then correcting himself in front of Stevie. Mason is not deliberately trying to poke the bear. He calms all that down in front of Stevie and Stevie eventually learns that Cheri has to have other friends. I don't think that was Derek's mind set, befriend Cheri and Stevie. He just liked having the attention sounds like from everyone, in a mental hospital. Stevie is not stupid. Cheri is a little Naïve I think, especially when she meets Max. To me she made a couple mistakes with that. Trust no one. Describe new people in addition to looking up tags. 

This is highly problematic, in my opinion, for many reasons, all of which - I’ll respectfully address. Firstly, any man or person in general that takes the friendship of someone else with their partner as a threat is toxic, and possibly abusive. Control and possessiveness are not key points of love. They are key points of obsession and obsession is almost always dangerous when it involves people as the object.

I don’t think that I wrote anything to indicate that Derek was in any way trying to challenge or compete with Stevie, so that feeling seems to be some internalized antiblackness or at the very least, sympathy for the devil - in this case, that’d be Stevie. Because HE was wrong and he reacted. There is nothing wrong with a black kid getting attention from people or trying to impress or please people, so I’m not sure why that would be considered poking the bear or purposefully trying to upset Stevie. 

They are ALL in the mental hospital, and while Stevie definitely isn’t STUPID, he certainly is psychotic. He’s not always right. Even his instincts are frequently off, at this juncture of his life and it isn’t the responsibility of a black boy, who is here for his own mental health to coddle Stevie and think about all the ways that he may or may not be offending him by being generally friendly to everyone around him, which is literally all Derek does in this chapter. I only wrote him making jokes and being jovial, up until the point that Stevie threatened him, out of paranoia, after being told multiple times that he shouldn’t bother with it.

And Cheerio is definitely naive, but that also doesn’t mean that she should have had all the answers as to why not to suspect everybody that she met. She did her part to try to keep herself safe, and of course, Max would have had avenues set up as to not tip her off. He’s been trained to deceive. Saying that she made some mistakes sounds a little bit victim blaming to me, especially considering that she followed the rules that were given to her, and whenever she was abducted, she was run off of the road and taken. She hadn’t met up with him in the woods, or something. 

She was extremely paranoid (affecting her mental state and her peace of mind), because of everything that they had told her and she had no way of knowing that someone who’s information came back clean was someone else. I feel like this must be stated - Max doesn’t just LOOK like Max Giardi when he greets her. He’s not going up to her looking like somebody that she could Google and she’s just put her thumb in her butt and calls it a coincidence. He’s tactical. He purposefully entered her world. He wouldn’t do it in a way that any normal person would notice that anything off, much less someone that he would presume has been told to look out for him.

Bonus Face Claim:

Ashlee Brian as Derek (Originally a dance crew member in “The End of Twerking” episode.

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Consequences Part Eight

sweet pea x oc

song inspiration: inner demons- julia brennan

warnings: swearing, violence, mentions of past abuse, non-explicit panic attacks

word count: 1.2k

summary: dani, FP’s daughter with another woman is finally going home to southside and staying there for good. she’s glad to be back with her brother jughead, best friends toni, and fangs, and her something more than friends, sweet pea.

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Your surroundings began to blur and your breathing quickened. You had a death hold on Sweet Peas hand, the only thing grounding you. You knew that not messaging your mom was a bad idea, but you got so caught up in your life in Riverdale and how much better and happier you are here you genuinely forgot to message her. (Not that you even wanted to message her but semantics)

“Pea,” you gasp out. “Get my dad” He looks at you conflicted because he doesn’t want to leave you right now but he nods anyways and runs to get FP. You feel so dumb, reacting this way because you’re a serpent now. You literally just went through the gauntlet and you’re a tough bitch, but your mom makes you feel weak, despite how you show yourself, how you front your confidence, seeing your mom makes all the abuse you suffer burst to the forefront.

“Danielle what the fuck do you think you’re doing in this bar. And your face, what did they do to you?” Eleanor King practically screams. She’s always had a flare for dramatics.

You see your dad, Sweet Pea, Jughead, Toni, Fangs, and basically all of the Serpent head back over to where you stand, read to defend you in anyway. Seeing your friends makes you feel more confident. “Really mother? You’ve seen my face this way before but that’s never bothered you.” You retort, Sweet Pea holding your hand and your dad ready to fucking punch anyone who would bring harm to you. Your moms face contorts to a mixture of anger and humiliation.

“Hello Eleanor.” FP says, smirking at the way your moms façade of confidence seeps out of her when she sees FP. “FP, you look old.” Eleanor responds, trying to seem nonchalant but failing miserably. “Don’t lie darling, I look great.” You hear Jug snort as he moves closer to you, grabbing your other free hand in show of support. Betty on the other side of him, Toni at your back based on the small soothing hand rubbing circles to the small of your back. Fangs is standing beside Sweet Pea. You feel a burst of warmth fill your chest. You’ve finally got a support system and people standing at your back who would burn the world down if it meant protecting you, just like you would do the same for them.

“Enough necessities, El. What are you doing here?” FP barks out. “I’m here to bring my daughter home.” Eleanor was always good at fronting, always having to appear superior, like everyone was an ant under her boot. She was very good at making you think that you needed, that you can’t survive without her. It’s why it took you so long to tell your dad everything, it’s why it took you nearly 17 years to stand up to her and while your mom wasn’t physically abusive like her boyfriends, she was very good at manipulating you to think and do whatever she wanted.

“I am home, mom.” You say quietly but with firmness behind it. Sweet Pea squeezes your hand in reassurance.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Danielle. You are coming home to me and Joe. You have school in a week.” She says incredulously, like she couldn’t believe you spoke back to her. “Actually I’ve file for custody. You should get the papers soon. Dani is also enrolled in Southside high.” FP grins.

“No judge would ever give you custody.” She smirks. “You’re nothing but a Serpent.” She says if that’s a bad thing. “So are you mom. You’re still branded. You can’t hide your true skin that easily. Plus all those years of abuse? I kept record. I have evidence mom. It’s concrete.” You feel like you’re about to pass out but you need to stand up for yourself. Sweet Pea snaked his arm around your waist and without him you think you might fall because your knees are so weak.

“Abuse? What abuse. My god Danielle you’re so dramatic.” You can’t believe that even now she’s denying it, even with the threat of evidence. Maybe she really is that delusional. “You know what I’m talking about mom… you need to leave. I’m at home and safe with Dad and Jug and my friends. They’re my real family.” You plead. Eleanor’s face turns red and she starts spewing profanities and idle threats. To your surprise Betty of all people speaks up.

“Ms. King, you need to stop or I’ll have to call the police.” Eleanor pauses and then barks out a mean laugh. “No cop is going to respond to a call made on the Southside.” She smirks. “Oh I think they will. My name is Betty Cooper, perhaps you know my mom.” Betty grins and you can see a dark undercurrent hiding behind Betty’s eyes. You like this girl even more now. “Plus I’m best friends with the Sheriffs son. He’ll come.”

You mom looks a little scared now, as if she never expected the consequences of her actions. “This isn’t over!” She yells, spittle flying from her mouth and her eyes look crazed. “It is mom. This is over.” You’re proud of how confident the words come from your mouth. You’re starting to think that maybe this actually is over.

“Get out of here Eleanor. Don’t ever come back. I wont ever let you hurt our daughter ever again.” FP says with finality. “If you do ever come back here, you’ll have to deal with the entire gang. You know what Serpents do to those who hurt one of their own.”

Your mom swallows and with one last look at you she nods and runs out of the bar with her tail between her legs. You feel your eyes prick with tears. You know your mom wasn’t a good person, she hurt you and let others do the same but she was your mom. You suppose this is what abusers do, make you miss them even when it’s good they’re gone.

Your dad comes over and envelopes you in a bone crushing hug. He whispers words of love and reassurance in your ear before giving you a kiss on the forehead. Jughead does the same.

“Do you want to go home baby?” Sweet Pea asks in concern. God you love him. “No,” you swallow and wipe away the stray tears that broke free. “I think it’s time to get my Serpent tattoo, Toni designed it for me” you smile meekly.

Sweet Pea looks at you incredulously before responding, “God I love you.”

You’re not over the night, your mom showing up really spooked you but you’re surrounded by people who love you and who you love. You’ll be ok.

You always are.

xxx

and there we go! part eight is here! so sorry for the wait guys, i was working a 9 day stretch and i was fucking exhausted. i hope you like it!

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A Different Tune: Chapter 6 - The Smut Chapter

Smutty chapter ahead! I have good news there for those readers that don’t want to read this;

For those that don't want to read smut: The next chapter I am going to have Dani think back to the events of this one but not go into detail about it. Also might have a small timeskip too. Nothing plot related happens in this chapter anyway so you won't miss anything other than Dani getting violated and feeling disturbed. That chapter will be out sooner or later. Same with the next chapter of Stray Meets Stray. I want to work on that one too. 

Anyway, Sammy is a creep, Dani is screwed (literally), and now he's taking drastic measures to keep her, even going as far as to hurt her like I said in the summary of the story.

Warnings: Smut. Language. Stuff like that really. Also I suck at writing smut so apologies for that.

I'm actually glad I did this chapter. It gave me all sorts of new ideas for the plot and how the rest of the story will go because I had hit a total dead end with writers block for this story. But now I have an idea as to where I want to take it and all it took was one smut chapter lol. Idk if there will be more smut chapters later though. For now this is it. There will be warnings and stuff at the beginning if there is another.

Sammy gently rubbed Dani’s sleeping face. She was strapped down to the table again and Sammy was laying on top of her, humming to himself.

He had his head rested on his other arm on her chest as his one hand gently rubbed her cheek and right ear. Then he trailed down her neck before going back up again.

“Urg…” She groaned, her head feeling like it was going to explode at this point. How hasn’t she gotten brain damage or a concussion yet?

“Hello sleepy head.” Sammy grinned from behind the mask.

“Am I…” Dani started, trying to move her hands. “…I am… aren’t I?”

“Hm?” He hummed, sitting up on her stomach, legs on either side of her.

“I’m strapped down…why are you on top of me?” Dani questioned, her vision becoming more clear.

“Well, that depends little one, do you want to play now? Quicker we play this… game, the quicker you get let go so we can start our way back upstairs again.”

“What about Boris?” She asked, confused about this game.

“What about him?” He asked in a irritated tone.

“I need to-” Sammy covered her mouth.

“No you don’t. Not right now.” Sammy said, noticing her look. He huffed, knowing they weren’t going to get anywhere like this. “But… if you’re good. Then I suppose I can help you find him.”

“Really?” Dani raised a eyebrow and muttered under his hand, which he removed right after.

“But you need to stay with me. I don’t want to be alone, I like having a companion. I can also keep you safe and take good care of you. Boris can be our companion too. However, you just need to listen to my rules and give me your love and loyalty. Understand, little sheep?”

After a moment, Dani nodded. Maybe listening will get them closer to Boris. Hell, maybe in the process they can find a way to change the cultist back to a human so he could let her go.

“Okay. As long as we find Boris I’m happy.” Dani replied. “But I can’t stay here forever. I won’t survive like this.”

“Yes you will. I told you, I’ll keep you safe and take good care of you. Now, let’s play then we can look for Boris, for real.” Sammy replied.

“What game?” She asked, unsure if she actually wanted to know.

“A… pleasure game…” Dani felt her face drain of color and become pale when she heard this, knowing damn well what he meant.

Sammy chuckled at her reaction as he slowly lifted her shirt up to her chest and started rubbing her stomach and sides.

“You really are insane.” She muttered, watching him.

“Aren’t we all? Even just a little bit?” Sammy replied and took his mask off, letting it drop to the floor.

Dani felt herself physically cringe at his inky black face and shuddered at his white sharp teeth.

Sammy bent down and kissed her on the lips, his fairly long, black tongue forcing it’s way into her mouth along with a lot of saliva and drool, which trickled down her mouth and neck. As he kissed her, he continued to rub his hands up and down her sides.

It wasn’t until a minute or two later that he pulled away and sat back, she let out a cough and gag. After a second, she looked up to him, seeing him give a toothy smile.

“That’s disgusting! What the hell is wrong with you, yah son of a bitch!?” She all but shouted, feeling very disturbed, scared, and vulnerable.

“I don’t appreciate being talked back to like this.” Sammy glared.

“Fuck you, Sammy! I’m not playing this game! Let me go! I’ll find Boris myself even if it kills me!” Dani replied, trying to force her hands through the metal straps, trapping them at her sides.

Sammy stared at her for a moment and watched her struggle to get out before climbing off of her and over to a button. His sudden movements made her stop and she realized what he was going to do.

“W-Wait! No! I’m-” Sammy pressed the button, causing her to yelp.

“Wish I had a shock collar to put on you.” Sammy mumbled, climbing back onto her like he was. “That way I can shock you whenever you disobey me.”

“Ow…” She shivered with a whimper.

“So… are you going to continue to talk back and disrespect me? Longer were here the longer we give Alice the chance to kill Boris. If she hadn’t already that is.” Sammy continued.

“Please…” Dani cried, looking away and feeling tears fall from her face.

She didn’t want this. God… Why didn’t the ink demon kill her hours ago or Alice with the elevator!?

“Shh… I know it hurts.” Sammy used his finger to wipe away her tears but left trails of ink in it’s place. “But I have to punish you when you’re bad. How else will you learn not to be a bad lamb? Plus, as long as you obey me and treat me with respect, the easier things will be.”

“Just…” Dani sniffled. “…Make it quick. Please. I want to save Boris.”

“Okay.” Sammy smiled and bent down again. This time, he kissed her neck and gave her some bite marks making her breathing hitch when he bites down and licks her wound.

After a couple of minutes, Sammy moved away from her bruised neck, noticing that she was still crying silently and was looking at a wall. She was also shaking beneath him too.

“Just a few more things then we can go.” Sammy said, moving down the table and reaching under the strap around her waist and pulled on her pants.

“What?” Him grabbing her pants brought her attention to it. “W-What are you doing now?” She knew what he was going to do.

“Getting you ready.” Dani didn’t like the sound of that. How big was he?

She watched the best she could from her position as he pulled down her pants and underwear so that they were closer to her shoes. Of course with the way her feet were strapped down, it made her legs already spread.

Sammy licked his lips being bending down and licking at her clit. Making her shudder at the sudden pleasure. He chuckled quietly, noticing what she did. He knew that deep down she’s enjoying it.

Soon, just the way she tasted and smelt proved it too.

‘Damn my body and it betraying me!’ Dani yelled in her head as tears continued to stream down her face.

He continued to lick at her folds, hitting her g-spot over and over, making her moan and start humping but the strap over her waist kept her from humping very much.

“Mmm.” Sammy purred into her. “Would you like your Sheppard to take the strap over your waist off?”

“Y-Yes.” She whimpered, wanting this to be over.

“Yes what?”

“Yes….my Sheppard?” Dani asked, in a confused tone.

“Sounds nice but… try again.” He went back to licking her.

“I-” She yelped at the licking. “I… don’t know what you want?”

It was true, she didn’t understand what he wanted.

“Hmmm.” Sammy grumbled. “I never went over the rules… did I?”

“Nuh uh.” Dani lifted her head as he lifted his to her.

Crawling back over her body, he started kissing her bite wounds again and licking at the dry blood.

“Well,” He huffed warm breath into her neck. “For now on, I’m your Master and Sheppard. Bendy is our Lord and you are to obey us both. That includes no running away, back talking, or disobeying me.”

“Are those the rules?”

“For now. I might add some later.” Sammy said. “Now, about that strap…”

“Please take it off, Master.” Dani said, quickly. Knowing they were wasting so much time. Though she figured that was probably Sammy’s plan.

“With pleasure, my little sheep.” Sammy grinned and undid it. “There. Now it makes things easier and more comfortable for us both.”

Sammy licked at her clit a little bit more, covering it in his inky saliva and eventually her cum too.

“Hmm… don’t cum too much. This is only the beginning.”

‘Please kill me.’ She thought to herself.

Then Sammy moved off of her and undid his pants and suspenders. Her eyes widening when she realized just how big he was.

“Oh fuck me.” Dani couldn’t help but mutter.

This caused him to chuckle again.

“In due time, little one. Right now, I think you should return the favor.” Sammy said, walking over by her head. “It’ll make things go less painful.”

Dani gulped as Sammy got back on top of her, his large inky dick in her face, making her burst out crying again.

“Shh.” He pet her head. “Just suck for a little bit. It’s not so bad… at least I don’t think anyway.”

‘That helped nothing.’ She thought to herself.

Knowing that Boris needed her, Dani forced herself to take his tip in and start sucking. Sammy moaned, feeling very pleased at her obedience.

“See? We both get pleasure instead of pain when you listen.” Sammy smiled.

Dani whimpered around his cock as he began to thrust in and out of her mouth. Soon, he began to face-fuck her and more slipped in and down her throat, almost choking her.

“Nn.” Sammy moaned. “Good girl. Good girl.”

His hands tightened around her inky hair, some of which dripping down her head and face.

“That’s it…”

Letting out a louder whine, she began doing all she can to get his attention without actually biting down on him. God knows what he’ll do if she did that.

“Hm?” Sammy glanced down, ceasing his hard thrusting a little bit. “What is it? You seem to be panicking?”

She whined and gagged again. Trying to tell him what was wrong.

“Ah. I see. I was over doing it. Didn’t realize I was big enough to choke you half to death.” Sammy let out a dark chuckle. “My bad…” He moved up a little bit, allowing her to breath again before going back to thrusting. This time being more careful.

Eventually, he finally came into her mouth, causing her to gag again.

“Don’t you even say a word about it.” Sammy said, reading her thoughts about the taste. Sammy then moved off of her and back over towards her lower half.

“T-That was-” She choked back a fearful sob.

“Sheep.” Sammy gave a warning growl, not in the mood to electrocute her again. “One more thing. Then we can go find Boris. Just… don’t speak. Or I’ll find a way to muzzle you.”

Taking a deep breath, she rested her head back. His cum and saliva dripping out of her mouth and down her neck still. God she needed a shower. Hopefully she can find a place with running water. She didn’t want to know how Boris will react to her bite marks along her neck.

With her being silent, Sammy laid down and began to thrust into her vagina. He started slowly and over a few minutes quickened his pace. His hands wrapped around her neck to keep himself steady.

“Nn. So tight. You’re quite the blessing… I’m so glad I didn’t succeed in sacrificing you.” Sammy said.

‘Is that suppose to make me feel better?’ She wondered, her tears not stopping.

Sammy continued to slam into her, pleased that other than her moaning, she was staying quiet. He leaned down and licked at her neck. Finally, Sammy came again and collapsed onto her.

“What a good sheep.” Sammy breathed into her neck. “You did so well! I might reward you later but… let’s go find Boris… if you’re up for it still.”

By the time it was over, Dani felt very exhausted but knew she couldn’t go back to sleep. All she could do was nod. Yes. Let’s find Boris.

Dani panted under him. Why did that hurt so bad yet have to feel so good yet wrong at the same time? She hoped that the ‘reward’ wasn’t a round 2. She was done for a while.

Sammy then got off of her and got his pants and suspenders back on along with his mask. Then he released all the straps. As she worked to pull her pants back up as painless as she could, Sammy grabbed some rope nearby.

Once her jeans were buttoned and zipped, she noticed that Sammy was tying rope very tightly around under her boobs and arms before tying it with a few knots behind her back.

“There. That should keep you from running.” He gave a experimental tug before helping her off of the table again.

‘Did he just fucking leash me?!’ Dani questioned, noting he had the other end wrapped around his left wrist.

Her legs wobbled for a moment, and despite not wanting to, she held onto him as she gained her balance back. Knowing that he likely enjoyed her depending on him to stand upright.

‘That’s his plan… isn’t it?’ She wondered. ‘He wants me to stay and be completely dependent on him. Probably what he meant by taking good care of me too. Heh. Yeah right, Sammy. You creepy bastard.’

Sammy held onto her before he knew she could stand on her own. Then let her go so he could grab the pipe and ax.

“Don’t you even think about it.“ He warned. “This is for your protection from the monsters.” Sammy said, before handing the pipe to her.

“You mean like you?” She muttered, rolling her eyes.

“What?” Sammy growled into her ear.

“Nothing.” Dani bowed her head, looking away as Sammy stared at her before roughly pulling on the rope and walking out the door, dragging her behind him.

[pengirwinthepenguin-blog]

Long ass roleplay with @antiisepticeye

Me= well, me and Dani ashjs= @antiisepticeye

me

'She loves me, not you! You're a twat, Dark. Go back to the hole you came from!' Anti screams

dani ashjs

"excuse me, but who the fuck told you she loves?! isnt it obvious she loves me? have you seen the way she looks at me? youre delusional, anti.. as usual" dark smirks

me

"Oh, fuck off! You're a glitchy mind-game that's just a joke! At least I can say I'm strong! You look up to that mustache man, I look up to no one." Anti feels confidence run through his body.

dani ashjs

" I look up wrfstashe? more like, he looks up to me. i look up to no one. im way stronger on my own, and thats why she loves me more. who the fuck would want to date a glitch bitch like you anyway? she can barely understand what you say. in fact, no one understands you" dark lowers his voice at the end and glares at anti in a mocking way

me

"Ha. You're funny when you try to act tough. You sound worse than Mark's videos! You're echo-y, and unable to speak without someone repeating you! Go run back to the mind that created you, along with the others. She loves me because I care about HER, not you." Anti spits on the ground, smiling to himself

dani ashjs

"at least i can take control of mark without making a bloody mess and leaving scars for life.why would you ruin jacks body? she'll think youre a digusting psychopath" dark laughs and slightly bites his lower lip

me

"At least I take full control. N̸o̸ ̵o̸n̶e̷ ̸c̶a̷n̷ ̶t̸u̴c̷k̷ ̷m̴e̴ ̵a̵w̴a̸y̸.̵ ̶N̵o̷ ̴o̸n̸e̴ ̴c̵a̸n̶ ̴s̶t̸o̵p̶ ̷m̴e̸ ̷f̴r̵o̸m̶ ̶h̷a̷p̴p̵e̷n̴i̷n̷g̷.̸ ̴I̸ ̶c̵a̶n̶ ̵m̷a̵k̶e̵ ̸h̸e̷r̸ ̷i̷m̷m̶o̷r̴t̵a̷l̸,̸ ̴y̶o̴u̷ ̷c̷a̸n̴ ̵l̴e̷a̷v̵e̸ ̷h̶e̶r̴ ̵i̴n̵ ̶m̵a̷r̸k̷s̵ ̶h̶e̷a̵d̵.̶"̴ Anti begins to glitch.

dani ashjs

"you call that full control? dont make me laugh. look at you! youre already glitching... pathetic.." dark shakes his head at anti

me

"̶M̷y̸ ̸a̶n̵g̴e̷r̶ ̸d̷o̴e̶s̴ ̶w̶h̶a̵t̸ ̷m̵y̸ ̸a̸n̸g̶e̷r̴ ̶d̴o̷e̴s̵.̵ ̸Y̷o̸u̷r̵ ̴a̴n̷g̷e̸r̴ ̶d̸o̸e̸s̶ ̶w̶h̶a̷t̷ ̸y̶o̶u̴r̴ ̶a̵n̶g̸e̴r̸ ̴d̵o̶e̸s̴.̴ ̵A̴t̷ ̷l̸e̴a̸s̵t̷ ̷m̵y̶ ̶a̶n̶g̷e̸r̶ ̶i̵s̶ ̶s̵c̶a̴r̴y̵,̷ ̸n̷o̶t̴ ̶j̷u̵s̸t̶ ̴y̴e̷l̵l̸i̶n̷g̸.̵ ̴D̵o̷ ̷I̶ ̴n̸e̷e̷d̶ ̶t̸o̷ ̵m̷e̴n̸t̷i̷o̸n̸ ̵w̶h̵e̵n̸ ̴y̵o̵u̸ ̸w̷e̵n̶t̴ ̵a̷n̷d̴ ̶r̶u̶i̴n̷e̷d̷ ̸a̵ ̶d̷a̸t̷e̶?̵ ̸O̶r̶ ̵h̶o̸w̴ ̶a̷b̷o̵u̷t̷ ̵w̶h̵e̵n̶ ̵y̴o̸u̴ ̵C̸U̵T̵ ̴Y̴/̵N̵'̷S̷ ̴A̸R̸M̸?̶ ̷S̶h̴e̵ ̴d̸o̸e̷s̶n̷'̵t̶ ̸w̷a̸n̶t̴ ̷s̶o̸m̴e̸o̸n̸e̶ ̸t̷h̷a̴t̵ ̶c̸a̸u̵s̶e̸s̴ ̶h̷a̶r̴m̵.̷"̵ Anti's anger was boiling in his body.

dani ashjs\

"i dont need to be angry to be scary. ppl get scared just by hearing me talking normally. if you need to get angry for ppl to fear you and respect you then, its easy to say who's the strongest and best demon here. and she only loves the strongest and best. and i didnt ruined the date. mark did.. and its funny, you say she doesnt wan anyone who causes her harm, yet youre the one who cuts jacks throat" dark growls, starting to get annoyed

me

"̶I̸ ̷o̷n̸l̸y̵ ̴h̵u̶r̵t̵h̷ ̸t̷h̸e̷ ̶o̷n̷e̸s̴ ̵w̵h̴o̴ ̷d̸o̷n̶'̵t̶ ̴c̸a̵r̴e̸.̶ ̴Y̴o̵u̴ ̸h̵u̶r̴t̸ ̴w̷h̷o̴m̷e̷v̸e̶r̵ ̴y̴o̵u̵ ̸l̸i̸k̵e̸.̸ ̵I̴ ̶d̵o̷n̶'̴t̷ ̸n̷e̶e̷d̵ ̶t̵o̷ ̴b̶e̵ ̵s̸c̵a̵r̶y̶ ̵t̶o̵ ̴g̴e̷t̴ ̵a̵t̷t̴e̷n̴t̵i̷o̶n̵,̸ ̸I̵ ̸d̶o̶n̶'̵t̶ ̶n̸e̷e̷d̸ ̸t̸o̶ ̷b̶e̵ ̸a̵n̵y̶t̸h̵i̸n̷g̵.̸ ̸P̸e̸o̶p̷l̷e̵ ̶h̷e̷a̶r̷ ̴m̶y̶ ̴l̷a̷u̵g̴h̶s̶ ̷a̶n̵d̷ ̶b̴e̴c̸o̷m̷e̶ ̵j̸u̶s̵t̵ ̷a̴s̷ ̵s̷c̸a̷r̸e̶d̶.̶ ̷Y̶o̶u̷ ̴c̵a̵n̸ ̶c̸a̷l̶l̵ ̶y̵o̵u̷r̶s̵e̶l̷f̵ ̷a̴s̶ ̴s̵t̶r̶o̵n̸g̶ ̷a̷s̴ ̷y̴o̵u̶'̷d̵ ̵l̶i̸k̶e̸,̷ ̴b̶u̷t̶ ̷y̷o̴u̸'̴r̷e̵ ̵j̴u̷s̴t̵ ̸s̵c̴a̶r̸y̶.̶ ̵Y̶o̵u̷ ̶s̵c̶a̸r̶e̴ ̷f̶o̸r̷ ̵c̵o̷n̷f̴i̶d̸e̷n̵c̷e̷.̵"̴ Anti steps closer

dani ashjs

"why are you getting closer?" dark steps closer as well "is that your way of saying you wanna fight? a skinny weak piece of shit like you goes down with one punch" he glares into anti's eyes, his breathing getting heavier with rage

Me

Anti laughs his maniacal laugh and glitches behind Dark "̸Y̵o̸u̶'̴r̴e̸ ̴f̶u̶n̴n̸y̶.̸ ̴Y̸e̵s̷,̸ ̴I̸'̸m̴ ̴s̶k̴i̶n̸n̷y̴.̸ ̶Y̶e̴s̵,̴ ̷I̸'̴m̶ ̸s̶m̷a̴l̴l̴.̷ ̴B̶u̷t̵,̶ ̸I̵'̴m̴ ̷p̶o̸w̸e̵r̶f̵u̸l̷.̵ ̷I̷ ̸N̸ ̵Y̸ ̵O̸ ̵U̶ ̶R̴ ̵M̶ ̴I̵ ̸N̸ ̸D̵"̶ Anti begins to glitch around the house, laughing every time he lands. "̵C̸a̶t̶c̷h̶ ̸m̴e̸ ̶i̶f̵ ̶y̶o̶u̸ ̵C̴ ̷A̶ ̴N̵"̵

dani ashjs

dark growns and looks around the room trying to see where the noise comes from. "youre alredy running away? i knew you were a lil bitch but i at least expected some fighting" dark closes his eyes, trying to concentrate on a anti's voice

me

Anti laughs again, stopping in front of Dark. "̷Y̷o̵u̶'̴r̸e̶ ̶s̸t̵i̶l̴l̷ ̶s̷t̷u̷c̶k̶ ̸i̷n̸ ̸t̸h̵e̵ ̵1̴7̴0̵0̵s̶ ̷m̶y̷ ̷g̶o̸o̴d̸ ̷f̵r̷i̸e̷n̴d̷.̶ ̴N̵o̴ ̵o̷n̶e̷ ̶f̵i̷g̵h̷t̸s̴ ̸a̷n̶y̵m̸o̶r̸e̴,̴ ̷u̵n̶l̵e̴s̸s̷ ̵y̷o̵u̴'̴d̷ ̵l̵i̵k̸e̶ ̶t̷o̷ ̵d̵i̶e̷.̵"̵ Anti's eyes go from dark green to black.

dani ashjs

Dark quickly punches anti in the face before he could dessapear again, throwing the green haired demon across the room "im not afraid of death. so bring it" dark creepily smiles at anti as his eyes become dark red

me

Anti touches his oozing lip, feeling the blood run from it. "̸I̸ ̷g̷u̴e̴s̵s̶ ̵i̶t̵'̷s̵ ̸y̷o̷u̶r̴ ̶t̷i̵m̷e̵"̶ Anti glitches behind Dark and stabs him in the back with a small dagger.

dani ashjs\

dark yelps, and quickly throws his arms back, grabbing anti by the hair, throwing the green demon over his head so they could be face to face "do you really have to fight dirty? to guns and knives allowed, bitch" dark takes the dagger from antis hand and thorws it far away before delievering another punch to antis face

me

Anti yelps lightly, before getting his game face on. "̴Y̶ ̴O̵ ̸U̵ ̸ ̶D̶ ̸O̸ ̸N̸ ̴T̸ ̴ ̶S̶ ̷C̵ ̶A̵ ̸R̶ ̴E̸ ̷ ̸M̵ ̵E̸"̶ He glitches back to where he was before and grabs Darks neck, and flipped him onto the ground, and sat on top of him. "̶I̸ ̴p̴l̷a̸y̶ ̷d̸i̴r̶t̸y̸,̷ ̷D̴a̶r̶k̸.̸.̴.̴.̷"̸

dani ashjs

dark yelps and grabs antis wrist, trying to take his hand away from his throat "l-let me go" he gasps, looking up at anti

me

Anti smiles and laughs, putting his hand firmly onto his throat. "̸N̸o̸t̷ ̵u̵n̸t̴i̷l̷ ̵y̶o̴u̴ ̴s̴u̴r̸r̴e̵n̵d̷e̷r̵,̷ ̴b̵o̸y̵"̸ The pressure on Dark's throat got harder and harder, until Anti felt his hands hit the floor.

dani ashjs

dark tries to kick anti off of him, but the lack of air is making him dizzy "how the fuck-" he coughs and gasps "are you so strong-" he tries to reach antis face to claw at it, but he can barely reach it, resulting his his fingertips brushing against anti's lower lip and chin

Me

Anti smiles at Darks sad attempt of hurting him. "̴I̷ ̶t̶o̶l̸d̵ ̴y̷o̷u̶,̵ ̵I̴'̷m̴ ̴m̸u̶c̵h̷ ̸m̵o̵r̷e̷ ̴p̵o̸w̴e̶r̴f̶u̶l̸ ̴t̴h̴a̵n̸ ̸y̷o̸u̸ ̶t̴h̸i̴n̴k̵.̶ ̵G̵i̵v̷e̸ ̴u̵p̷,̸ ̷a̵n̵d̶ ̷y̸o̸u̴'̶l̴l̷ ̶h̵a̴v̸e̵ ̶a̸i̸r̷.̴ ̷O̶r̸,̶ ̵k̶e̸e̷p̵ ̶f̶i̵g̵h̷t̸i̶n̶g̴,̵ ̸a̶n̷d̴ ̵w̷a̸t̷c̷h̵ ̸y̸o̶u̵r̸ ̸w̸o̷r̸l̷d̶ ̶g̷o̴ ̶b̷l̷a̷n̶k̶.̸"̵ Anti was giving him a life or death choice, and Dark was to choose one.

dani ashjs

"ill never-" he coughs and gasps "give up" his eyes go from dark red to normal again due to lack of air. he starts clawing at anti's wrist to the point where little dropplets of blood starts appearing

me

Anti ignores the small amount of pain. "̶S̴u̵i̵t̷ ̶y̸o̵u̷r̸s̵e̶l̷f̴"̷ Anti says genuinly. He takes one hand off of Dark to snap, giving himself more strength. He placed at LEAST 100 pounds of muscle onto Darks throat.

dani ashjs

"anti-" he can barely talk at this point . "fine" he whispers, trying to get anti to hear him. "you win..." and with that, he released antis wrists and goes completely immotionless. he was still breathing, but barely

me

Anti smiles and nods. "Good job, Boy." Anti harshly slaps Darks back, before going off to find Y/n, his new girlfriend

dani ashjs

dark takes a big breath and glares at antis back, before his eyes turned dark red again and he smirked "do you really think youree the only one who plays dirty" and with that, he jumps on antis back and stabs him the the dagger from earlier "bitch"

me

Anti turns around, no pain on his face. "Do I need to repeat what I did before?" Anti says, putting Dark back onto the floor. He had his hands back on Darks neck, with a good amount of pressure.

dani ashjs

"how did you not feel pain?!" this time dark kicked him in the stomach before the lack of air made him too weak. he quickly got up and caressed his tender throat, wincing at the slight pain

me

"I slit my throat, boy. I AM pain." Anti smirked and crossed his arms, chuckling at Darks weak appearance.

dani ashjs

dark frowns, stepping back a little. he didnt think anti would be this strong. he thought he had the upper hand.. "anti... are we seriously fighting over a girl?" he laughed nervously

me

Anti laughed. "I tried to walk away. YOU stopped me. And, also, I won."

dani ashjs

"what do you mean you won? im still alive, arent i?" he tries to sound threatening "and i stopped you because I-" he stuttered, not knowing what else to say

me

"Because you didn't want to lose," Anti says in a taunting mannor. He pulls out the dagger from his back and smiles at it. "Are you saying you want more?"

dani ashjs

dark opens his mouth as if to say something, but quickly closes it. he just stared at anti for a couple long seconds

dani ashjs

dark opens his mouth as if to say something, but quickly closes it. he just stared at anti for a couple long seconds. "I love you", he finally says. maybe he could buy himself sometime if he said something ridiculous like that

me

Anti laughs. "Nice try. Why would you love ME if you wanted y/n? I'm flattered, but not into it." Anti goes back to glitching around the room, laughing more.

dani ashjs

"UGH!" dark throws the dagger to where anti was standing , before screaming in frustration "youre so annoying oh my fucking god, i hate you!" he screams, looking around trying to see anti

me

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"Exactly" Anti says calmly, glitching next to Dark. "Love you too" Anti pats his back, then glitches back to being in front of him. Anti saw a large bruise where his hands had been, and laughed. "̵B̵i̴g̵ ̴t̵o̴u̸g̷h̴ ̵g̷u̵y̸ ̸n̷e̵e̶d̶s̸ ̸h̴i̵s̸ ̸m̸o̵m̶m̵y̵?̷ ̸B̵a̷b̸y̷ ̵g̷o̵t̸ ̸a̷ ̸b̶o̸o̷-̴b̷o̵o̷?̸"̶

dani ashjs

dark quickly covers his neck and looks down in embarrassement "shut up.." he was ashamed of himself. how could he loose so easily to this green bitch? "its bad enough already that i lost to a piece of shit like you"

me

Anti smiled. He was getting aggravated. To the point where he could see the anger in his face. "It seems you're the shit, as you lost to me.." Anti laughed again, moving cloaser.

dani ashjs

dark took a step back, but his nack was against the wall already, which didnt allow him to get any further from anti. "anti thats enough" he put a hand on antis chest, trying to keep him from walking any closer to him

back*

me

"̴G̵i̵v̸e̶ ̸u̶p̸,̵ ̷b̴i̴t̷c̵h̶.̶ ̸Y̷o̵u̵ ̶c̷a̸n̸'̵t̵ ̴s̷t̷o̶p̴ ̴m̷e̶.̵ ̷I̸'̵m̷ ̴u̷n̵c̷o̷n̵t̶r̷o̴l̴a̴b̸ll̵e̸.̵"̸ Anti pushed Draks arm away and moved in closer- so close their feet were touching. "̷Y̶o̶u̴'̵r̸e̶ ̵N̵O̵T̴H̶I̵N̶G̴ ̸c̵o̵m̴p̶a̷r̷e̶d̴ ̴t̴o̸ ̸m̸e̷"̸ Anti whispers

Darks**

dani ashjs

dark felt chills running down his body , and he almost couldnt bare looking anti in the eyes.. why was he so scared "you cant sc-scare me, you know" he crossed his arms trying to seem intimidati g

me

"̵I̵ ̴s̸e̴n̴s̶e̵ ̵y̶o̷u̷'̵r̸e̴ ̷s̷c̸a̷r̷e̵d̵.̸ ̶W̴h̷a̴t̵'̸s̶ ̵w̶r̶o̸n̵g̶,̴ ̸b̵i̸t̵c̸h̸?̵ ̸I̵s̶ ̴t̸h̸e̸ ̴s̶k̴i̷n̴n̷y̵,̸ ̵p̴a̷t̶h̴e̷t̶i̶c̶ ̸t̵w̶a̶t̶ ̸i̸n̷t̵i̷m̵i̸d̴a̶t̷i̸n̵g̵ ̴y̴o̴u̵?̵ ̶G̷i̸v̴e̴ ̸u̷p̴,̶ ̶D̷a̷r̶k̴.̴ ̵Y̴o̷u̸ ̶w̶i̸l̵l̶ ̵n̵e̵v̸e̴r̷ ̸s̸c̶a̸r̴e̶ ̴m̷e̸.̶"̵ Anti says, glitching uncontrollably, almost so bad you can recognize him. "̶Y̷o̷u̷.̷ ̵A̸r̴e̷.̸ ̶W̴ ̶E̶ ̴A̷ ̶K̵.̸"̸

dani ashjs

"anti?" dark frowns looking at him "what the fuck is happening to you? whats with all the glitches" his fear was clear now

me

"̶Y̵O̸U̸ ̸A̶R̴E̴ ̸N̷O̴T̸H̷I̷N̷G̸ ̴T̶O̸ ̸M̴E̵ ̴D̸A̴R̴K̸I̸P̵L̷I̸E̵R̶.̴ ̵Y̴O̷U̶ ̴N̴E̴V̴E̸R̷ ̶W̶I̸L̷L̶ ̸B̴E̸.̴ ̶Y̴O̸U̵ ̶A̸R̶E̸ ̵N̷O̸T̴ ̶S̷C̴A̸R̷Y̷.̴ ̵Y̷O̸U̴ ̷A̷R̶E̷ ̷N̴O̴T̴ ̶I̸N̸T̶I̵M̵I̷D̷A̸T̴I̸N̶G̵.̷ ̶Y̶o̴u̴ ̵m̶a̴y̷ ̵b̵e̵ ̷a̴ ̴p̸a̶r̸t̷ ̸o̵f̷ ̴M̸a̸r̸k̷,̴ ̶b̷u̵t̵ ̵y̷o̸u̷ ̶a̵r̵e̵ ̵N̴O̷T̵H̸I̵N̵G̴ ̴c̶o̷m̶p̸a̵r̷e̴d̴ ̴t̴o̸ ̶m̶e̴.̴"̴ Anti was out of control. Dark triggered something... Dangerous. Anti was now practically on top of Dark, intimidating and yelling. He wasn't himself, not Anti.

dani ashjs

"anti..? this- this isnt you" Dark was legit scared and even a bit worried about anti. he never acted like this before "anti please, you never acted like this before, what the fuck is happening?" dark slid to the floor, since he couldnt escape

me

Anti put his foot on top of Darks leg, making sure he cant move. "̶Y̶o̸u̷ ̵a̶r̸e̵ ̷w̷h̷a̴t̷'̷s̵ ̴w̶r̶o̶n̸g̴,̷ ̸D̷a̵r̸k̴.̷ ̶Y̶o̵u̴ ̵a̶r̶e̶.̴"̸ Anti whispers.He continues to glitch as he takes his foot off of Dark, but doesn't move from the place he was standing

dani ashjs

dark yelped when anti put his foot on his leg. he looked up at anti "are you gonna kill me?.." his body was shivering like crazy

me

Anti got close to Darks face. "̶M̶a̷y̸b̷e̵.̷ ̸I̸f̴ ̸y̶o̸u̵ ̸o̴ ̶b̷ ̷e̶ ̶y̴.̸ ̸Y̵o̷u̶ ̶a̴r̴e̵ ̸m̴i̶n̵e̵ ̷n̵o̸w̸,̵ ̶b̷i̵t̴c̸h̷.̶ ̷U̶n̷t̷i̴l̶ ̴I̴ ̵s̷a̴y̵ ̸y̷o̵u̴ ̴c̷a̵n̸ ̸l̸e̵a̸v̷e̷ ̷m̵y̴ ̷g̷r̴a̴s̶p̵.̸"̵

dani ashjs

dark flinched "w-what do you mean obey? im not your bitch!" he raised his voice

me

Anti rose a green flame around them. "̵T̵r̴y̸ ̸a̷g̴a̷i̸n̴ ̸b̸e̸f̶o̶r̵e̶ ̸I̸ ̵s̶l̷i̶t̷ ̷y̸o̵u̸r̷ ̷t̶h̶r̴o̸a̴t̸ ̴l̸i̸k̷e̸ ̷t̵h̴e̷ ̴r̷ ̵e̵ ̵s̸ ̴t̷"̷ He screamed at Dark. His eyes were darker than black, if that was even possible. He was something worse than Anti. Something much worse.

dani ashjs

"im sorry im sorry" dark bows his head in fear, his eyes actually getting watery. hes never been this scared and submissive in his life before.. "youre- youre not the anti i know.."

me

Anti- or whatever he was- smiled and nodded. "̷T̶h̵a̶t̸'̴s̶ ̴w̶h̸a̸t̸ ̷I̵ ̶t̴h̸o̷u̵g̸h̵t̷ ̶b̷i̷t̴c̷h̴.̴ ̶Y̴o̶u̸.̴ ̶A̵r̶e̸.̴ ̶M̶ ̵i̷ ̸n̶ ̸e̶.̵"̸ Anti sternly said. "̶I̴ ̶a̶m̶ ̵n̴o̶t̷ ̷A̴n̴t̴i̷-̴y̷o̶u̸r̴-̶r̷i̴v̴a̴l̴ ̷a̷n̷y̴m̸o̵r̷e̶.̶ ̴I̷'̷m̸ ̶A̸n̴t̷i̴-̴y̷o̷u̵r̴-̴m̴a̴s̵t̴e̵r̶ ̷n̷o̸w̵.̸"̷

dani ashjs

dark nodded frantically . he did not want to get on this.. thing's bad side. he swallowed his saliva and took a deep breath before saying something he never thought he would... "yes, master"

me

Anti gave him an evil smile. "̷T̷h̴a̶t̴'̶s̴ ̴w̸h̶a̷t̷ ̵I̷ ̶t̵h̶o̵u̸g̶h̷t̷.̴"̸ Anti paced back and forth in front of Dark, still glitching violently."̴I̴ ̶h̷a̶v̶e̴ ̷b̴e̶e̴n̸ ̵w̵a̴i̴t̵i̸n̷g̷ ̵t̷o̵o̷ ̸l̶o̶n̴g̴ ̷t̶o̷ ̶e̶s̷c̸a̸p̴e̵ ̴t̴h̶e̷ ̶l̷i̵t̷t̴l̷e̶ ̵b̷i̵t̵c̶h̷ ̴t̸h̸e̸y̷ ̵c̸a̷l̷l̵e̶d̷ ̴A̵n̵t̸i̵.̵ ̷I̷'̶m̴ ̸h̸e̶r̵e̵.̵ ̸A̷n̸d̷ ̷I̸'̷m̷ ̵m̶u̶c̴h̴ ̷m̴o̴r̷e̶ ̷p̸o̶w̸e̷r̸f̵u̷l̴.̸ ̶I̵m̵ ̶e̴x̴c̵i̷t̶e̸d̷,̸ ̶D̸a̴r̸k̶i̴p̶l̶i̴e̵r̷.̷ ̷Y̷o̸u̵ ̴k̷n̶o̶w̴ ̶w̵h̷y̷?̸"̷

dani ashjs

"w-why?" he stuttered, still sitting agaisnt the wall, frozen in fear

me

"̴B̷e̶c̵a̷u̶s̸e̷ ̴I̵'̶m̷ ̷f̶i̷n̸a̶l̷l̴y̸ ̴i̶n̴ ̴c̷o̸n̴t̸r̶o̵l̴,̸ ̵e̵i̵t̶h̵ ̵n̶o̶ ̴o̴n̶e̶ ̸h̸e̶r̶e̷ ̴t̷o̵ ̶s̵ ̵t̸ ̴o̸ ̴p̷ ̶ ̵m̷ ̶e̵.̶"̵ Anti's voice went deeper at the end, showing how serious he was.

dani ashjs

"what are your intentions?" dark tried to get up, he hated being so defenseless and submissive, he had to look at least a little threatning

me

Anti stared at Dark, anger riddled in his expresstions. He took his left hand and slammed down on his head. ̸"̸A̴h̷,̸ ̷a̵h̶,̵ ̸a̶h̸,̷ ̸b̶o̸y̶.̵ ̷Y̶o̴u̵ ̵s̶t̷a̶y̸ ̶d̵o̴w̷n̴ ̶u̶n̵t̶i̶l̷ ̸I̵ ̵s̷a̶y̸ ̶y̴o̷u̷ ̸c̶ ̶a̷ ̶n̵.̷"̸ Anti smirked and crouched down in front of Dark. "̸T̶o̵ ̶k̸i̴l̸l̷ ̷o̷f̷f̶ ̸e̵v̶e̶r̴y̸t̷h̷i̴n̸g̴ ̷g̴ ̴o̴ ̸o̸ ̵d̶ ̵i̷n̴ ̵t̵h̵i̵s̸ ̴w̶o̵r̷l̷d̵.j̴u̶s̶t̴ ̵t̷o̴ ̷t̷e̵l̵l̸ ̸y̸a̴.̷"̴

dani ashjs

dark kneeled down in front of anti, he was too scared to look threatning rn "and then what? after everything is dead, what is your objective?" he tried to reasoning with him

me

Anti stood back and and laughed. "̷A̷n̴d̷ ̸w̴h̶y̶ ̸s̵h̸o̴u̴l̶d̷ ̷I̶ ̸t̶e̸l̷l̸ ̸y̷o̶u̶,̷ ̴b̸o̸y̷?̶"̵ He stated, looking over at him. He stopped smiling and just looked at Dark with a dominant, stern look."̴Y̷o̵u̴'̴r̵e̵ ̵m̶y̴ ̴b̴i̴t̶c̶h̴,̶ ̶n̵o̷t̴ ̴m̸y̴ ̸d̴i̸a̴r̶y̸.̸"̶

dani ashjs

dark sighed.. he didnt know what else to do. maybe... maybe this could be fun? after all, he would still get to kill people, right?... "what am i suppose to do now?"

me

Anti smiled. "̷S̸i̷t̵ ̴a̴n̴d̷ ̵w̴a̶t̴c̷h̶.̴"̵