#only for him to abandon you and then you're either killed or claimed by someone else

[mystic-writings]

worst part about being into greek myth is that i have so many ideas for fics like... there's no need for all these tragedies to fit so well with certain characters

[whumpisgoodwhumpislife]

Unexpected

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Everest whimpered as he tugged once again at his trapped wrists. His mind had gone blank from the fear and pain, and he couldn't think straight anymore. Sometimes, people would come closer and exchange whispers while staring at him. But he never received the blows he was expecting, only insults thrown from afar.

In a way, it was almost worst. They were too disgusted to even touch him, as if he wasn't worthy of their blows. As if they were scared to be contaminated by his abnormality.

He feared what they were gonna do with him. They couldn't keep him here on display forever, but were they going to lock him up ? ... Kill him ?

Everything but that.

It was empty. The modern manor of that vampire doctor was nothing more than a movie set, with only a few furnished rooms. The rest was just a maze of dusty empty rooms in which Raphael wandered for a while, taken by surprise. Why would that woman create a fake identity, a fake house, if she was really who she claimed to be ? Fear slowly replaced the surprise in his mind as he thought. What else had she lied about? Was Everest really okay ?

Going back to the living room, he collapsed on the couch, and looked around tiredly. What now ? He felt so stupid, sitting in the middle of an abandoned house with an old teddy bear. What had he even expected by going back here.

He sighed, and let his head fall down on the cushions, his eyes closing.

Just to reopen them as someone tapped his shoulder.

- Hello !

Raphael stared at the man leaning over him, a cordial smile on his face. As the stranger puts on his gaze, his smile widens, revealing his sharp canines.

- Ah, I thought you had passed out. Good.

Raphael backed up the couch, getting as far as possible from the vampire.

- Who are you ? What are you doing here ?

The creature frowned, surprised.

- I should ask you that. You're a human. This isn't... Well... A place for humans.

Raphael stayed still for a few seconds. But it was evident the vampire didn't have any intention of killing him on the spot, and he slowly relaxed, still wary.

- I'm searching for someone. A vampire. Well, a hybrid. I... I'm worried about him.

The other cocked his head, his smile fading.

- A hybrid ? And you're certain that you'll find him here ?

Raphael glared at him.

- Well not here especially, but I was told to go here to smuggle vampires to safety. I'm not sure anymore.

- So you don't know anything. Good good.

The vampire straightened and crossed his arms.

- Your friend is in trouble. Who gave you this information ?

Raphael shrugged.

- Internet. A certain doctor Montgomery, a vampire, took Everest with her. She told me she was gonna take care of him.

- Well she surely did !

The stranger shook his head and took a step back, his hands now resting on his hips

- A hybrid, really. Gave him to Montgomery. Not a good idea, not at all.

The human frowned, vexed.

- I didn't know what to do! He wasn't... Wasn't safe with me.

- He isn't safe with her either. Or with any of us, to be honest. Except me ! I'm exceptional.

Raphael shot him another glare.

- I need to see him. Can you help ? If you're so exceptional?

Despite him, there was a hint of pleading in his voice. The vampire grinned, and gestured for him to follow.

He led him toward a door he hadn't seen. Weird. It was on the side of the entrance, he should've already explored it.

When he took a step towards the door, the other stopped him.

- This isn't a place for humans. Stay here. I'll see what I can do for your hybrid.

Before the vampire could enter, Raphael grabbed his arm.

- Wait. Thanks.

His grin widened, and he waved before entering the door, which closed behind him.

Raphael was left alone again.

Taglist : @sausages-things @jumpywhumpywriter @why-not-ask-me-a-better-question @thataquaticwhumper @alyscat

@fleur-a-whump

[nachosforfree]

you're correct!! it's Henry!!

this is. gonna require explaining Henry's weird ass family tree, so bear with me a minute.

to start off: Henry's biracial. he, effectively, has three dads - his birth father (died before he was born), his "dad" (Jen's father), and his stepdad (where he and Jen get the last name "Emily" from).

to give a brief rundown:

Henry's mom didn't like her husband (he sucked, trust me) and left him for Henry's bio dad.

Henry's bio dad, unfortunately, died a couple of months before he was born, leaving his mom without a lot of options but to return to her old husband.

Henry and Jen grow up around him for around twelve years before the guy gets arrested for almost killing someone in a bar fight.

enter their stepdad, and the rest is history.

Henry's mom and Jen both have red hair, and Jen has green eyes. both Jen and Henry have freckles.

now onto my attempt to describe Henry, or at least the parts that are relevant to this (i cannot describe appearances through words to save my life, so if something's worded weird, then that's why):

Henry skin is a lighter shade than Charlie or Sammy, but like. he's still Visibly a POC, if that makes sense.

Henry's hair is a really dark brown, but it has a very slight red tint to it that's practically unnoticeable unless the light hits it right.

as you can probably guess, He's Transmasc.

now, onto what happened:

Will and Henry slept together one night in mid-1974. i don't exactly know what William thought was going to happen, but maybe he was cocky enough to think "well, what are the odds anything's gonna happen? i'm sure it'll be fine"

fast forward a little while later and Surprise Surprise, Henry's Pregnant, And William's The Father.

after a little bit of panic and trying to figure out what to do, Henry comes up with a plan: whichever parent the baby visibly takes after more, that's who gets them.

Genetics Fucks Them Over - Elizabeth is born (Feb. 16th, 1975) and. she's white. there ain't no way in hell Henry could pass Liz off as his and Annabeth's child, no way in hell. so, who gets the baby? William.

Will just comes up with a story that oh, he just found her abandoned somewhere and took her in as his daughter. Claire, Henry, and Anna just help him keep up the lie (because it's that or Henry gets outed as a trans man, and guess what William's not gonna do). it hurt Henry, to some degree, to have to act like Liz wasn't also his baby, that he was just a family friend, but...well, he doesn't really have another Option that isn't significantly worse for him than this one.

now...why does William specifically say that Liz is adopted and not that she's his and Claire's biological child? two reasons! 1) Claire obviously hadn't been pregnant before this, so William couldn't have lied about that in the first place, and 2) Claire was a black woman. so in two different ways, William couldn't just say Liz was a child that he'd had with Claire; that lie would've fallen apart at the seams immediately.

and it works...for a few years. specifically, up until late 1979, when Liz is four.

Genetics Fucks Them Over 2: Electric Boogaloo - Liz gets older, and starts to Much More Obviously take after William. like, enough so to the point that William's "She's Adopted" lie starts to fall apart quick. William only has two real options: either out Henry, or keep his mouth shut and wait for things to blow over.

what he doesn't expect is someone coming in with the steel chair and giving him a secret third option.

enter Tammy Schmidt. she worked at the Diner, she had ginger hair, and her eyes were...more hazel than green, but it still worked. she even had some freckles! she claimed that she was Liz's mom, and...well, William just went with it. Henry was a lot less fine with having to go with it, for obvious reasons, but...well, he also didn't want to get outed. so his hands were kinda tied here.

so why'd she do this? well...there were some employees at the Diner who were Aware of things between Henry and Will, and some even knew Henry was trans, but they didn't really care enough to out either of them (and some really didn't want to, either). Tammy was one of them. she just told her bosses, after the wave of questions and backlash started coming to her, that they both owed her Big Time for this.

so yeah! it's...a long story, but there isn't really a Short way of explaining all that.

to summarize: Genetics Fucked William And Henry Over Really Bad, And It May Or May Not Have Been One Of The Plot Points That Would End Up Causing Things To Happen.

OHHHH VERY NEAT

I love when people have really fleshed out family trees and dynamics for the aftons and emilys❤️❤️

[somethingsomethingeyyymacarena]

(SCRIPT PREVIEW)

Hey ya'll. Hope you're all having a great afternoon! I'm here to bring you a little update about this post.

After watching some video essays for inspiration, I began developing a draft for a script about Robin: Son of Batman (2015). Analyzing the story implications, themes and motifs! :)

And because ya'll been so supportive of my nerdy endeavours, you guys are getting a special preview of the aforementioned draft! (criticisms accepted of course!)

Part of the script avaliable under cut

tagging in: @fancyfade @fluffykitty149 @cleoeatsit

The first issue of the comic run starts with Damiam returning some sort of cultural artifacts to their rightful owners; an order of monks in mainland China.  So, immediately, we got this Tomb Raider/Indiana Jones kind of plot point.  

(Man I sure hope it doesn’t get abandoned halfway through and pivots to portraying  the replacement of an autocracy with another autocracy where the head of state its not even from the country as a good thing)

ahem…

He gets interrupted by League of Assassins members which he fights off with the help of his pet, Goliath the Bat-dragon. He wins said fight and is lavished for returning the sacred object by the locals

All while a masked figure is observing the scene while saying: 

“(...) there cannot be redemption for the year of the blood”

This introduction to the comic is interesting because it highlights the main narrative theme and framing device of the whole story: The Quest for Redemption.

Before we even know exactly what Damian is doing and why he's doing it. We know he's looking to mend a rift. To make a past wrongdoing right. And then we find out someone wants to stop him…

This forms an interesting parallel with real life survivors of schoolyard abuse aka bullying.

Now, hear me out…

 Many kids (especially those with conditions such as autism) are manipulated by their bullies into doing bad things to other children. They generally do this by preying on their loneliness and desire to be accepted by their peers. And so said kids carry out acts of hazing to other children, perpetuating a cycle of harm.

A cycle which is hard to escape from. Because if you hurt someone, regardless of if you were manipulated or not, that person will probably not trust you after the fact. And if you add into account the environment of a school, where rumors spread like wildfires, there's a high chance you develop a bad reputation. Cause other people have no way of knowing you did it while being threatened into being a social pariah. It's a no win situation.

Damian's story is simile to this. Sure, the acts he carried out were far more extreme and he was not manipulated by an outsider but by his own grandfather, Ra’s Al Ghul.  But the effects of his psyche, development and public perception are all the same.

Think about it: His claims to being either the Blood Son or the Grandson of the Demon  are basically him trying to justify his existence  to a family that, for all he knows, could abuse him again. Which leads him to having a thought process where he has to be the best of the best in the room, cause the only other alternative is death. and for that he’s punished. Even though no one ever bothered to teach him the normal social protocols for a boy his age. 

So when you make that reading of Damian, and put into the context of a story where he, by his own volition, decides he’s gonna try and reverse all the harm he caused while being essentially groomed. You get something really powerful.

Well…kind of…

There’s a few things that stuck out with the framing of this arc. The most glaring one being: this arc takes place after he comes back from the dead. After being trapped in hell for the better part of a year after being killed by his own clone.

By making Damian’s journey for redemption take place after he’s been through literal Hell, there’s the subtle implication that he’s not doing it out of his own free will, but to avoid some sort of celestial punishment.

And that’s not a bad idea per se, if the comic acknowledged that implication. Because it does put an interesting question into the table. “Does it matter why we do good things? As long as we do them?” Does it matter if Damian doesn’t kill anymore because of “selfish” reasons. After all, why would an orphan he saves from a fire care if he used to be bad or not? Should that matter to anyone?

That last part is a testament, I think, to how much better executed some ideas that writers at DC have would be if they played them straight. If they acknowledged the implications of their writing instead of just doing something because they thought it would be cool or dramatic. 

[randomfoggytiger]

CSM Inflicted Insanity On the Syndicate

POV: You're the Syndicate.

You've just been contacted, threatened, and struck a deal with mercenary alien overlords. Your partner Carl Spender decides this is the perfect time to have a messy affair with another partner's-- Bill Mulder-- wife. They dodge that issue for years (because Bill either A. willfully blinds himself to that reality or B. doesn't care to know the details) while butting up against biology concerns with the Mulder children; and, because he hasn't caused enough trouble, Carl then helps direct the abductions from each Consortium member's family but somehow loses Samantha Mulder in the process. You don't know until later that this IDIOT didn't return her because "she was his daughter", which sent Bill Mulder's son on a crusade that will unravel the entire Conspiracy and send the planet into possible Colonization.

Now that Idiot Carl caused unnecessary fracturing in the group, twice-- within the same family-- he will abandon his own son and near-crazed wife to hover over Bill Mulder's instead, claiming the boy as his own (to which you will roll your eyes in a "what does it matter, you have a son RIGHT THERE, CARL" manner) and indulge that insanely smart and talented young man to eventually discover and take over the files-- so much so he sends a recruitment girlfriend to intercept him out of college, steer him towards FBI, guide him to said files, then reassign her when Mulder gets mired in Squatchin' instead of the "more important things"... which Carl didn't foresee because, again, he's an idiot.

Idiot Carl will then, because he's bored, send Schrodinger's Son a scientist to-- he assures you, hand on his heart-- debunk Mulder's work, which will, most definitely, get him off our tails, guys. (He will then claim, later, when she helps instead of hindering Maybe Son's work, that this was his long-game recruitment for his Second Son all along.) Scientist Partner will then ring your necks with logic and data; and you will grasp at Carl's when he has the gall to say "in due time" to all your concerns.

You decide Idiot Carl has bitten off more than he can chew, sending his close friend Alien Shooter to monitor the Mulder situation in 1993. All of you are fooled because he was the first of a long line of double-crossers, somehow believing Spooky Mulder is saner than Idiot Carl (agreed) and the lot of you (highly offensive.) Alien Shooter is shot, the files are closed, you scowl Carl back into his place, the end. Problem solved.

...BUT THAT IDIOT'S PET PROJECT WON'T LET THE FILES GO. Because Carl decided to play god and not recruit Schrodinger's Son from the start, Mulder is now on a self-pitying "how dare you take my life's work away from me" quest (despite the fact he's only had the files barely three years.) And because this brat was indulged since Carl indulgently stole away his sister after breaking up his family after having an affair with the Purposefully Forgetful Tena Mulder, you're stuck with this convoluted mess because someone else-- likely a loyal disciple to the late Alien Shooter-- is now double-crossing for the cause your betrayer colleague was killed by last year.

AND BECAUSE CARL CAN'T LEAVE WELL ALONE, he hires a spy to spy on said Maybe Son-- who is already off the X-Files, lest that detail be forgotten, CARL-- to possibly suss out the new double crosser and help bury any leads Mulder comes across... and then Idiot Carl sends this New Rat to send Mulder right into a conspiracy-alien hornet's nest just to set up an unnecessary abduction for his brat's scientist-ex-partner-not-girlfriend who was ALREADY REASSIGNED ELSEWHERE anyways and who IS RETURNED BY IDIOT CARL FOR NO REASON... and survives. Because of course. (And Carl also had a chance to kill Mulder in his apartment but never did and probably never told you, his buddies, about that because you likely would have killed him sooner than Redux II.)

Idiot Carl Spender lets the clones get loose, bringing Bill Mulder back into the game briefly; then Idiot Carl Spender's two-penny goons assassinate Bill Mulder and THEN they willy-nilly shoot the wrong Scully sister, reigniting HER dedication to the cause. CARL HAS MULDER IN HIS GRASP, grenades a traincar and sets fire to it for good measure... AND SCHRODINGER'S SON LIVES. Not only that, but Rat Boy Rootin' Tootin' Wrong Person Shootin' threatens Idiot Carl with exposure and he loses the group's leverage in a deal with Skinner. Mulder escapes a face full of alien blood, being blown up in a train car TWICE, and being shot at by a fleet of agent operatives all by Season 3.

Because of these escapades, your contempt of Carl Spender's methods have reached new heights; and you send out another colleague-- the British one-- on behalf of the Group to Scully. She seems to have a good head on her shoulders; so from here on out, the members continue to trickle to her throughout the year 1995 whenever CSM can't stop Mulder's zany shenanigans.

1996 brings another problem: Russians and that Rat double agent that Idiot Carl hired back in 1994. (He also tag-teams with Mulder before double-crossing him again.) This particular thorn is far from done his double-crossing ways, however: elevating them to TRIPLE crossing the following year in a three-way between your group, Mulder, and the Russians (throw in the UN for a quadruple feature.) Before that, however, IDIOT Carl makes a deal with Mulder's groupies during Scully's cancer because he just won't let her die without playing god some more.

At this point, you're done. You hire an assassin and have Idiot Carl taken out before he can do something INSANELY STUPID like hand over a cure to the one person that validates Mulder's work-- oh, wait.

Just as you've gained a breather-- your newest dead colleague's family and ego drama is over, Mulder drops his belief and is no longer a threat, and British Colleague has taken back from Triple-or-Quadruple Agent what was yours-- Carl's infuriating legacy lives on: Triple-or-Quadruple (T or Q) Agent pops up from the dust like a cockroach and triple-quadruple-crosses all of you again by siding with Mulder. NOW all of you have Carl's vanity project to deal with again without Carl there to corral or counteract him (not that that helped.) But at LEAST the one person Carl hasn't tampered with seems the most promising. Oddly enough, it's his own child-- Abandoned Son.

BUT THEN CARL HAS TO RUIN A GOOD THING BY CONTACTING ABANDONED SON... which means the Idiot's alive. So, having no choice, you send a Triple-or-Quad out to track down his master; and the quadruple-crosser brings back your not-dead colleague, who sweeps in and... actually helps out, for once, cleaning up the Psychic Kid Mess and closing down the X-Files for good. Wow. He's changing, you think.

Foolishly.

AND THEN your last "on the ground" colleague-- the British one-- betrays all of you by siding with and giving Mulder the cure for Scully's viral infection after you all agreed, soundly, that she needed to be done away with.

AND it turns out Idiot Carl is STILL an idiot, because he's back to his melodramatic family drama by RE-OPENING THE X-FILES HE CLOSED DOWN AND PUTTING HIS OWN SON ON THEM WITH HIS SCHRODINGER SON'S RECRUITMENT GIRLFRIEND. Not only that, but he muddies the waters further by having former recruitment girlfriend string along Schrodinger Son Mulder to pull him away from scientist Scully (because Well-Groomed-Now-Dead British Colleague saved her life) while also forcing Abandoned Son to rot in the basement-- hoping to ignite his passion with Recruitment Girlfriend or the Truth or some such thing that worked the first time around. And, of course, Idiot Carl fails-- no dice.

Abandoned Son then TURNS ON ALL OF YOU because Idiot Carl abandoned his mother; and he and the Rat T-or-Q spy split off from your efforts to save yourselves from Colonization by attempting to stop your plans. NOT ONLY THAT, but Schrodinger's Son joins the cause from a talk with Idiot Carl and Recruitment Girlfriend... BUT THEY DIDN'T DO A GOOD ENOUGH JOB BECAUSE SCIENTIST PARTNER THAT CARL RECRUITED ALL THOSE YEARS AGO TALKS HIM OUT OF IT AGAIN AND STOPS HIM FROM JOINING.

And you realize, too late, that the only intelligent member of this entire, foolish, fumbling charade was the British one who chose to go out in a car bomb after saving all the necessary pieces.

So, in the end, you all toast.

Because of Idiot Carl's idiotic melodrama.

[orangetintedglasses]

( Anyway in honor of the dawn of spooky month approaching, have some info about Vampire!Vash and the rules of how vampires work in my brain. Unrelated to the Astarianon stuff but it's something I've had kicking around in the back of my mind for a while. I'm not claiming any of these as particularly original takes in the slightest, either; this is just how vampires worked in the lore I'm recycling because we worked on it too long to let it go to waste. )

General:

Everyone has a gene that essentially acts as a switch if they're turned into a vampire-- literally all humans have this line of code in the genetics. It's what gives them their powers, and no one really knows what they'll end up with until it happens (unless like, your family has a history with it and obviously has a lot of the same power, you're likely to inherit it)

You have to be dying to be turned. No exceptions.

There are a lot of classifications of vampires, here are the ones I remember off the top of my head-- - Trackers (able to drink from someone and sense them up to a certain distance) - Tanks (beef. stronk. big appetite) - Dawnwalkers (don't burn in sunlight but get little other boons, seen as lesser by other vampires) - 'Red' (a genetic mutation thought to be completely culled due to an insatiable appetite, insane strength and aggressive tendencies. it was not culled.)

Certain lines of genetics were culled because of how dangerous they were-- think things like control over elements and anything that could do serious damage over time. This doesn't mean they're gone, but modern day vampires know better than to speak up if they get an ability like this

'Makers' have an innate control over anyone they sire, obviously. It's a tactic to ensure the newbie vampires don't all just go rabid and kill people to feed their new hunger-- this hasn't stopped makers from abandoning sired, though, so it ain't perfect

All vampires have the ability to glamour their prey. It helps make it hurt less (peaceful) or helps make them malleable (bad). Dawnwalkers are suspectible to another vampire's glamour

There's a council, you have to register new vampires and their powers, etc, I don't wanna go into vampire politics

Modern day has a lot of vampire-friendly spaces. Bars, clubs, a lot of restaurants and other faculties will stay open a lot later to accommodate, there are even specific vampire dentists and doctors that don't see humans at all... people even donate their blood to banks specifically for feeding vampires. Some bars even have feeding zones with willing human participants-- though the rules are strict in these places.

Vash specifically:

Vash, Nai and Tesla specifically are part of a line of progenitor vampires. Their genetic 'switch' can be found in a vast amount of the population thanks to some breeding quirks and passing stuff down

They're also more powerful than any vampire that came after them with some exceptions. They have a modicum of control over all vampires, as well, exerting the same sort of 'maker's command' that a sire has over their sired, though powerful-enough vampires can resist it with some effort

Tesla was staked after about 500 years, living in 'harmony' with the humans for only about 200 before it happened. Vash and Nai went into hiding after. Vash eventually decides to try and live among the humans again

His eyes are a very unnatural bright blue, so he wears special glasses to dull the color (obviously)

Vash's skin has a tan look to it compared to Nai's porcelain skin due to how many times he's been discovered and shoved out into the sunlight to try and burn him alive. Also many scars, because healing factor - proper blood amount to burn through it = improper healing and gnarly-ass scars

Obviously the boy prefers to feed off of animals, if at all. In more modern times, he'll drink from purchased blood bags if he needs to. He hates feeding off of live folks now

I like to think the Dawnwalker genetic trait comes specifically from Vash

[boundlss]

002. a cabin in the middle of the woods | ...dirkasa stp au. had to do it.

The first time Dirk saw him, he'd put the business end of the pristine blade into his chest. He couldn't, with any real weight behind it, claim that it hadn't done its job.

That had been about the only thing about this situation that proved to be true, though. A part of him had expected this even before he'd entered the cabin---a pervasive sense of wrongness filled the whole woods, since the moment the Narrator had begun speaking. Since the moment there was a voice in his head that didn't seem like him. In hindsight, trusting in the Narrator had been stupid. Every good story has a twist, and in ones like these, the heroes don't end up happy.

That hadn't stopped him from being indignant when everything outside of the cabin vanished, though. He doubts he even lasted an hour before marching, wordlessly, back downstairs, and sticking the damn thing into his own chest.

So much for heroism, he'd thought. Hope you die with me.

Then he'd opened his eyes again to the woods, and the Narrator's speaking. 'You're on a path in the woods,' he says. 'At the end of that path is a cabin.'

Dirk doesn't let him get further than that. One of the voices in his head speaks up in protest---they've been here before. The other one refutes; they'll get this over with much quicker if they just confirm that they'd already done what the Narrator had sent them here to do.

As for Dirk, he'd rather not get involved. It's uncomfortable enough to have three things that aren't really him in his brain as it is; the fact that they're arguing isn't exactly making the situation better.

"Just stop talking. That goes for all of you." He tacks on the last part when the Narrator begins to agree with his sentiment. "I'm going to the cabin. We'll see what happens from there."

I'm not killing him again, he doesn't say, but the Narrator harps on him for it anyway.

The cabin is different when he reaches it. Older, like it's been abandoned. It's the sort of place some rebellious teens who want to feel like they're doing something cool but who want to evade actual trouble would probably hang out, though Dirk wonders where the thought had come from---he doesn't really remember much else about his circumstances before coming to this place.

If he were someone else, he'd probably find it eerie. Since he's not, he's almost starting to believe the voice that insists he'll only find a corpse on the floor. But he takes the blade from the table anyway. The key word in that sentence had, of course, been 'almost'.

Except a corpse is exactly what he finds upon reaching the bottom of the stairs. A corpse without a blade piercing it.

The air suddenly feels colder, the chill giving him goosebumps due to his lack of sleeves---if he's really not wearing sleeves. It's hard to have much of a sense of who he is or what he's wearing when there's almost no actual sense of tangible feeling, something he only notices now that there's cold to feel.

And fuck, is it cold.

The sensation is followed by a head emerging from the floor, transparent and lacking all color. The less monotone voice in his head says they probably should have expected that. Dirk doesn't disagree with him.

"This must be the shittiest sword anyone's ever heard of," Dirk says, with purpose, "if it couldn't keep either of us down."

settings. / accepting.

[lemonhemlock]

It's so weird seeing people complaining about the show whitewashing Aemond while arguing that he actually should've been portrayed as a psychopath or a villain from the get-go. That's hardly a better portrayal. He was just a child when he attempted to console Jace!! Is it so bad that he wasn't shown to be a complete lunatic at that age?h Also, the sexual trauma that happened to him when he was 13 years old doesn't exclude him from committing atrocities in the future nor having a future relationship of probable dubious consent with an older woman. In fact, I'd argue it's not inconceivable that book!Aemond lost his virginity at a similar age or was very young at least - whether or not book!Aegon had a part in it (tbh even in the show I don't think he did it with the intent to traumatize his younger brother like I've seen some people suggesting, no, he truly thought he was doing a good thing to him - but this is another discussion). While Daemon did not receive the best portrayal with him being the one to kill Rhea or choking his current wife I don't think the fandom as a whole hates him more than they would've hated the book version of him because of those two decisions, team black fans certainly don't and let's be honest, most green ones would've hated him regardless. As for Viserys, well, he was hated before the show too for being weak! Because he is and always will be!! Imho he's just ickier in the show because of the decision to age him up and age Alicent down, thus making the dynamic of their relationship really off-putting (and this still doesn't prevent some people from claiming that she seduced him). Aegon, well, he sure did receive the worst treatment from the writers but I truly don't think it was done at the behest of Aemond, to make him the better brother and so on. If anything, it was done to prop Rhaenyra up as the right choice, whose side we, as viewers, must take. Not to be a jerk but one must be really naive to think that the Aemondwives and even most normal Aemond fans will abandon him once he starts burning the Riverlands and latch onto Aegon as their next favorite character as a result of that. Everyone already knows he's only getting worse. The only thing that can make some of his fans jump off ship is if the writers make him rape Alys and/or be violent towards her but I doubt that will happen (and their relationship isn't very clear in the books either). Peasants are just that, peasants. No fangirl is going to be like "omggg Aemond was so evil for burning that village down!!! now I hope he dies!!". Now of course this isn't the view someone should have, but stans are gonna stan regardless.

Sorry for this getting so long but I truly think some people would be better off if they'd stop watching the show only to complain about what the writers changed. This is not to say we should simply approve of everything the writers are doing and never say anything against, but some complaints are truly silly. If you like the book more, then stick to it? Nothing wrong with that.

i think people are just bored at this point but maybe for some reason don't have the bandwidth to invest in another fandom / watch another show / read another book & they're just stuck arguing in circles about hotd. it's been the same main 10 topics of conversation over & over since the show ended that they keep coming back to

i also don't get why anyone would be against taking a one-note character from the books and fleshing them out more. if anything, aemond's characterization as a child and young man made a lot of sense & was integrated nicely, without resorting to moustache-twirling tropes like child psychopath. also agree that aegon's depiction came about a way to prop rhaenyra up, not aemond.

all things considered, you're probably right about the aemondwives being ride or die, but who can predict how zealous fans with such militant behaviour will react. even the snapewives engaged in some very weird mental gymnastics because they didn't agree with the plotline jkr assigned to their favourite character

[pain-is-too-tired]

Okay-

1- completely didn't remember that he was more vocally aware of what it would really be like for humanity and other demigods if Kronos won. Like I always written him to have ignore the fact that Kronos and the Titans didn't really care about demigods. But to actually bring it up as the fact "of only those who the strongest and serve him-" MY DUDE. WTF.

2- Proving himself and hubris i think are very big contenders for his fatal flaws. Because he wants to prove he can do all of this, he wants to be remembered in the way the classical heroes were. By doing something knew to be remembered for. His prideful enough to until it's too late to think that Kronos would really give him any room in his new era after he destroys the gods. The gods suck, but Luke where you think they got it from? Titans see demigods much more like pests or entertainment than the gods do. But he ignores all that to get to his goal. Even demigods around him are constantly getting killed or worst for it. Which-

3. Another thing, he's at least complicit in buying demigods for the army. We don't know if the situation in TCC where the Di Angelo's nearly get kidnapped and taken to the army were include Mr Thorn getting paid after, but we do know that the ranch guy in BotL was ready to give Nico in exchange for money. So.

That means that a few, if not a lot of the Titan Army, might've been kids who never even went to either camps. Who found themselves finding out about the gods and such from the Titan Army. From Luke's army.

Can you imagine? Suddenly being told you're a demigod, and then immediately being pressured or maybe even threatened to fight against the gods. You don't even get a chance for maybe find out who your godly parent is. You lived your life thinking a normal mortal abandoned you and your mortal parent. Then it's like "nope! It's actually a immortal god with likely many other children like you! Okay here a sword and armor, let's go kill other kids who might be your half siblings! Yeah!"

Just. Wtf.

4. Luke, to me, is interesting because he's an example of falling into the generational cycle. He was angry at Hermes for a lot. But as he got older, and as he wanted to prove he was better than Hermes and other heroes, he lost his touch with his humanity.

His mom was driven insane and left on her own, he was scarred after being sent on a fetch quest.

Then he send multiple demigods on a fetch quest for the string, most of which are driven insane and left for dead.

He was fine with asking for someone else to lead when he knew he'd be used as Kronos' vessel. But he never thinks to send non demigods into the labyrinth instead to find a way through? Even though he knows their chance of survival is low.

He honestly it's such an interesting antagonist, who took his trauma and internalized his anger to the point he didn't really care who got hurt as long as he got to prove himself that he could take his dad down a notch.

His redemption was hardly a redemption. There wasn't any proper build up. No evidence of him questioning his decision outside for his own sake. His death just seems like a pathetic attempt to back track and try be remembered in a better light then just Kronos' vessel.

I think it he stayed an antagonist, it would've been much more interesting. Like him pretending to change his mind to get to Annabeth and Percy or something. Or being a lesson that just because someone claims to regret their actions and want to do better, doesn't mean you have to forgive them. Annabeth and Percy have every reason not to forgive him. And I think then acknowledging that would've so interesting.

Its kinda what I explore when I write Chris. That feeling of "i used to love and trust him. He was my brother but I lost so much of myself due to him and I'll never fully forgive that."

And, maybe it's cause I'm sucker for sibling angst, but exploring those he left behind would've been interesting. He hurt so many people and I think it does a deservice to them and his character to ignore everything he's done.

The Luke Castellan problem in PJO books and Fandom

I just finished rereading the pjo series for the dozenth time and I have so many thoughts about Luke and how the fandom woobified him.

Like no Luke did not have the right idea and executed it in the wrong way. He wasn't a misguided victim, although there is no doubt Kronos manipulated him. But him being manipulated does not absolve him of his wrongdoings. Hurt people can still hurt people, you can be abused and still become an abuser.

Most of Fandom's idea of Luke being a 'hero' because he did the right thing in the end is extremely doozy like ok he killed himself to stop Kronos but that does not absolve him the blame of killing innocent people.

While Luke's main goal was the destruction of Gods, that was not because he wanted the demigods to have better lives. He actively killed demigods.

In the Sea of Monsters, when Percy, Annabeth and Tyson snuck into Princess Andromeda; they saw 12 year olds being trained how to kill a 'dummy in camp half blood tshirts'. He was actively exploiting children and manipulating them into killing other children and saw nothing wrong with it.

He only considered deflecting from Kronos when he found out that he was going to be possessed by him.

He only worked and cared for him, he was so lost into power and revenge that HE became a monster.

"Oh but he cared for Thalia and Annabeth!!" I'll get into that later too

I think Luke's fatal flaw contrary to the opinion of fandom is The Urge to Prove Himself.

He had one conversation with Hermes which made him angry and bitter and Thalia even notes that after that conversation Luke got into more and more fights with monsters like he had something to prove which Annabeth didnt seem to see as a problem since he was her hero. They got into more skirmishes because of his recklessness, fighting more monsters since Luke wanted to pick a fight with each one he came across.

(Conversation from PJO, The Last Olympian)

His fatal flaw being to Prove Himself would explain why he took the failure of his quest so hard that the night he returned from the quest was the same night Kronos started speaking to him for the first time. It didn't help that when he returned from his failed quest, the campers treated him with pity.

He wanted to pull Olympus down stone by stone because He failed his quest that he didn't want to do because it was already done by Hercules once. 🥴

His endgame has nothing to do with wanting to help ANYBODY. He wanted to take down gods because he had a grudge against them and wanted to Prove that he could do it. Everything else comes secondary if it fits his agenda.

This is one of the reasons why it bothers me so much when people say that Luke had the right idea or that Percy would have joined Kronos if Sally had died like you fundamentally misunderstood the character of Percy if you think he would have joined Kronos.

He talks about "driving humanity back into caves, all except the strongest - who would serve him" THIS IS LITERALLY FASCISM???

(According to Merriam-Webster, Fascism is a political philosophy, movement, or regime that exalts nation and often race above the individual and that stands for a centralized autocratic government headed by a dictatorial leader, severe economic and social regimentation, and forcible suppression)

Now onto the topic of Thalia, Annabeth and Luke

First of all, I absolutely hate that 'Thalia and Luke had a thing before she got turned into a tree bit' because Thalia was 12 and Luke was 14 when they met and Thalia was 15 and Luke was 20-21ish when they meet again in TTC ugh hate that.

Now TTC, where to begin, here I used to believe Luke had already bathed in river Styx as there are some narrations where Percy notes that Luke looked worse and like his scar was reopened and would certainly explain how he survived the cliff fall but on my rereading I realised that Thalia and Luke fought when Percy was holding the sky and Thalia injured Luke so nvm then.

It is however in this book that Luke began to realise Kronos's plan for him as it is implied by the General and he starts to fear for his life.

Mind you, what did Luke think would happen if Thalia did agree to join Kronos when he knew Kronos was looking for a host of body...

Luke is many things, he is cunning, manipulative, a great swordsman but what he is not is stupid. If Thalia would have agreed then Kronos would have used Thalia as a vessel 😬

And oh boy the can of worms that is Luke and Annabeth. I've seen many Luke fans/apologists deny that there is no canon evidence of Luke being romantically interested in Annabeth BUT THERE IS?? they refuse to believe and call Annabeth an unreliable narrator because otherwise their uwu white boy would be a Pedophile. Even if he wasn't a Pedo, he manipulated Annabeth so many times to make her sympathise with her and use her emotions against her.

(excerpts from various books: TLO, TLO, BoTL, MoA annabeth's pov)

^ Annabeth was 15 almost 16 or already 16 I believe when Luke asked her to run away with him in a romantic sense and he was 21-22.

also another evidence adding to the theory of his fatal flaw having proving himself.

Now, onto the topic of CHB and Luke:

Luke being hesitant to attack camp half blood in BotL has less to do with him suddenly growing a spine (as some fans suggest) and more to do with the inevitable possession.

When Kronos informs that he will himself lead the attack, Luke advises to use Hyperion instead because he knows for Kronos to attack it in person, he would finally possess Luke.

(first one is from TTC, the other two from BoTL)

One of the last things I wanna talk about is Silena Beauregard & Luke and Luke's portrayal in the new Percy Jackson series:

Luke was 17 when Kronos started speaking to him and 19 when he left the camp. Silena was 17-18 when she died which makes her 13-14 when Luke left the camp in TLT and 11-12 when Kronos first started talking to him. Adult Luke charmed an underage girl, and promised her that she was helping the demigods and then when she tried to stop, he started blackmailing her. [excerpts from TLO]

According to the National Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children UK, Grooming is when someone builds a relationship, trust and emotional connection with a child or young person so they can manipulate, exploit and abuse them. The relationship a groomer builds can take different forms. This could be: a romantic relationship, as a mentor, an authority figure, a dominant and persistent figure. They might use blackmail to make a child feel guilt and shame or introduce the idea of 'secrets' to control, frighten and intimidate.

So canonically, Book!Luke is a fascist groomer pedophile.

Now on the new Disney+ Percy Jackson show, it seems that Rick Riordan is subtly rewriting the character of Luke and removing the more problematic aspect of him (pedophile and grooming). Let me explain why I think that:

Even though in TLT the book, Luke describes Annabeth as his little sister we know how well that lasted but I don't think they are keeping Annabeth's crush on him on the show from what I've seen (though I could be wrong).

Secondly, the casting of Dior Goodjohn as Clarisse puts Clarisse on the same age range as Luke, maybe a year or two younger but in the first book Clarisse was 13-14 and she was 17 in TLO, so they have aged her up. It is my assumption that they will also age Silena by casting a 17-19 yr old actress as her.

And they have made Luke far more sympathetic in the show than the books (him not calling a hellhound during capture the flag and no pit scorpions in the finale), but we wouldn't know how sympathetic or villainous they are making him until season 2 comes out. Charlie Bushnell gives an excellent performance imo

Though this again reflects the double standards it comes to PJO, they have given much grace and praise for the changes made to Luke's character and little to no complaint for ageing up Clarisse but the hate Walker and especially Leah are given is so cruel. Leah has been so much racially targeted though I think she's an excellent Annabeth, just something to think about.

Also, before I forget-

We don't give enough flack to Rick Riordan for writing two weird age dynamics without recognising as grooming and pedophilic nature. (Lukabeth and Caleo/Capercy)

The characters are never made to realise (especially Annabeth) that an older person having feelings for them as a minor is not a normal behaviour.

Especially in regards to Calypso who may take the form of a 15 year old but is actually more than 4612 (according to the riordan wiki) and her having a crush on 14 year old Percy and 15-16 yr old Leo Valdez, not to mention how rudely she treated Leo. Also her cursing Annabeth because Percy left her. Not only is it plain nasty but she's never called out. Its actually so disgusting🤕.

Anyways this turned into a long rant but I would love to read your opinions, especially on Luke's fatal flaw.

I know for some people it may seem like I'm too hard on him but this is just my opinion.

IMO I have no problem if you like a morally bad or gray person, an antihero or a villain as long as their bad deeds aren't swept under the rug and pretend they never happened or glorify their good deeds.

I actually think villian's bad things make them more interesting.

Luke is an antagonist and a villain of the PJO series and a part of being a villain is that some people are going to hate you and that's ok.

Me personally, I was never a fan of his and that's ok.

I know some people are going to bring up the fact that Percy in MoA sympathises but the PJO characters are complicated and Luke was very skilled at making others think of his reason to destroy the Gods the way they would sympathise the most and we see that multiple times.

[casspurrjoybell-27]

Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 34

*Warning Adult Content*

The Trap - Part 1

Everett exhales a shaky breath.

"I'm listening."

"First off, let me start by addressing the comment you made earlier," Gavin says. "You have every right to be frustrated because Knox hasn't filled you in on anything. What I need you to understand is that he's just following club rules, so please don't hold any of this against him."

Everett looks away.

"I don't... well, I mean, I'm not deliberately trying to."

"None of this has been easy for him either, especially not after he started catching feelings for you," Gavin reveals and Everett takes the words to heart and locks them up tight.

"The only reason why I'm filling you in on everything now is because of what you're about to get involved in. Speaking of which, this may not come as a surprise but The Jackals know Shaun gave you their USB before he died and they also know we currently have it and you. They want you both back."

"I-I figured as much," Everett stutters, his nerves threatening to get the best of him. "I guess I'm caught up, so how is this trap supposed to work?"

"As you already overheard, I'm in possession of a Jackal's cell phone. I texted Ghost and told him that I captured Finn and I needed to get him to Russell. Only Ghost knows where Russell is hiding, so he took the bait and wants me to hand Finn over to him when we meet up. For context, this whole thing is deeper than Finn killing one of their own, Russell is Shaun's father, so he wants Finn as badly as he wants you and the USB because he knows for a fact that Finn killed Shaun."

Everett doesn't respond right away. He gives himself several seconds to allow Gavin's news to settle, then he exhales another deep breath.

"Sounds like a solid plan already. How do I fit in?"

"I was thinking that I'd text Ghost back and tell him that I or the Jackal that I'm pretending to be made a deal with Finn after he begged me to spare his life. In exchange for setting Finn free, he brings you to me along with the USB."

"Do you think Ghost will believe that's something a Jackal would actually do, though?" Everett questions. "Because it'd be stupid to let Finn go when you just said Russell wants him as much he wants me and the USB. His son is... dead. I'd personally want Finn above all else."

"I know, I thought the same thing. In a real life scenario, Finn wouldn't be set free, which is why I plan to mention the deal was nothing more than a trick to use Finn to get me you and the USB, this way, I'm hitting three birds with one stone. If we go through this plan, Ghost will be under the impression that I have everything Russell is after and he'll have no choice but to show up in person." 

"Okay. This sounds doable. So then what happens after we show up to..."

"The parking lot of an abandoned mall."

"Yeah. There. What happens next? Because the minute Ghost pulls up to see a bunch of his rivals instead of the guy he thought he'd been talking to, all hell will break loose. And I doubt he'll show up alone, so a shootout sounds like it's absolutely going to happen."

"He definitely won't come alone but we'll be prepared. I'm having us leave an hour early to prepare at the site," Gavin says with certainty.

"The Jackal that I'm pretending to be, I had someone check out his place and steal his car. You and Finn will head out in the car and will wait in the parking lot for Ghost. The rest of us will hide inside the building with our bikes, then we'll ambush Ghost the second he arrives. All you need to do is literally duck and lie low."

"Duck and lie low," Everett repeats slowly. "I-I think I can do that."

"You can. No need to look so nervous," Gavin chuckles, playfully nudging Everett in the chest. "I'll get you a vest for protection. Finn is a decent shooter, as you already know, so he'll keep you safe. At the very least, he'll get you out of there if shit gets too far out of control."

The more Gavin talks, the more numb Everett forces himself to feel.

He'd rather feel empty than on the verge of having another panic attack.

"I'm guessing this is what you explained to Knox when you pulled him away to talk. What does he think about all this?"

"Didn't you see his face when we came back into the kitchen?" Gavin laughs. "He fucking hates everything about this and has probably killed me a hundred times in his head already."

"That sounds about right," Everett smirks.

"We know him well. But, as I told you, I get the final say in what happens around here. If you want to do this, Everett, then we'll do it. If you want to sit out and stay here, then I completely understand. I promise there'll be no hard feelings between you, me or the rest of the members."

"Honestly, thanks for saying that. I know we haven't interacted much but it really means a lot that you let me stay here. Knox and your men, you guys have done so much for me and my friends. I don't know how to repay you..."

"You don't have to do that, kid. The change, the positive change, that I've seen happen in Knox since you got here has been more than enough of a payout. He was a broken man when he joined the club, damn near allergic to happiness. Now he's smiling and bringing home animals."

They share a laugh.

"Not to rush you but time is of the essence, so I'll need an answer from you within the next fifteen to twenty minutes," Gavin says. "You can find me out front when you're ready."

"Thanks, Gavin. I'll do that."

Everett watches Gavin's retreating form, his words buzzing in his mind like a swarm of bees.

He's so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't notice Bear's approach until the dog is whining at his feet.

"Hey, Bear. Did you come back to comfort me a little?" Everett kneels and opens his arms. "Such a good boy. Get in here." 

The dog is smart enough to read the room, so he cheerily gives Everett the hug he needs.

It's a short pause from reality until Knox steps into view.

"What's your decision?"

The earlier emotion on Knox's face is now replaced with an eerie blankness. 

 "It's not obvious?" Everett stands, another mask of faux confidence covering him. "I'm going with you guys."

"Goddamn it, Everett..." Knox breathes out heavily, one hand skimming down his face in a gesture of pure frustration. "You don't have to do this. I don't want you to do this."

"And I don't want you to leave me again but you are. You'll leave whenever Gavin tells you to leave because that's just what you have to do and because I know you want to protect me."

"Everett..."

"No, let me finish, babe."

Everett closes the space between them and grabs both of Knox's hands, intertwining their fingers.

"You also leave to help keep your brothers safe, to keep the women that live here safe and to ensure this entire clubhouse remains standing for more generations to come. You do all this because it's part of your job, Knox. You do so much for everybody... so why can't I do anything for you? Why can't I help protect you for once?"

Pain pours itself from Knox's eyes, settling onto his face as his hands tighten their grip around Everett's.

"I nearly lost you at that damn motel. If you do this... If something happens to you and I'm not fast enough to..."

Everett silences Knox with a slow, deep kiss.

He then rests his head against the man's chest, smiling when Knox wraps his arms around him.

Bear stares at them with his bright brown eyes and fluffy tail still wagging.

They remain that way until Everett no longer hears the frantic pounding of Knox's heart.

"Nothing will happen to me because you'll be right there with me," Everett whispers. "I trust you with my life, Knox. Do you trust me with yours?"

"Yes," Knox answers without a second thought.

"Good."

Everett pulls back with a menacing grin.

"Then let's go catch a motherfucking Jackal."

[starsign-fics]

Henry Bowers and Kevin Khatchadourian (Either one or both!) with a motherly reader? For example they’re well with taking care of people and etc !

𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 (H.B)

Paring: Henry Bowers x Motherly!reader

Word count: 923

Warning: threatening, swearing, Basic Henry bowers things, no use of y/n, No pronouns used

Note: OMG this is literally my first ever request and I started screaming!! Thank you Sm anon!! Btw i'm sorry if you wanted hcs <3

It was the middle of the night, You were cozily lying in your bed drowning in your pillows and comforter. Suddenly the sound of rocks being thrown against the window of the room enter your ears awakening you from your blissful sleep. You remove the comforter from your body and walk over to the window peaking out the curtains which conceal your room to spot Henry bowers awaiting your gaze while standing in the middle of your front lawn like a serial killer.

Opening up the window to seek what kept Henry awake this late at night. "Henry?" you question attempting to read his expressions from the darkness of the sky.

"Can i come up. Please." it was low almost a whimper, the presents of sadness imported in his voice, Most likely from crying before appearing in the yard of your home.

Henry had been coming to your house recently, He had gained an unexpected attachment to you one day out of the blue and hasn't left you since. you had no clue on what caused the obsession to grow into the mind of Henry Bowers but it grew quickly it had only been a month since his claim over you and he had visited 15 times. Just like this one.

Opening the door to enter the hallway you softly step outside of your room carefully to not awaken your parents, You make your way down the stairs the anxious feeling flowing through your body in worry of a squeaky floor board blowing your whole plan to comfort Henry.

Finally making it to the last step you slowly unlock the door and open it to find Henry staring at you like a kicked puppy. It hurts you every time you have to see him like this, In so much despair from what he goes through at home, To know that he's found that you're his only moment of peace among his heartbreaking life. Every time you think about it your eyes begin to water.

You both stare at each other taking in all features shown by the light of the moon. You softly pull him into your arms careful not to touch any wounds that possibly be open from early on, He leans into your warmth while you take his head into you hands caressing your finger tips against his scalp in a attempt to calm his racing breaths.

"It's okay, I've got you. He won't hurt you while I've got you. I promise." You reassured him. You know he needed it, He needed Someone to take care of him. To be his safe haven to run to in his darkest times, And you couldn't lie. You loved being his safe haven.

You released your hands from his scalp and took his hand, guiding him up the stairs. One you both made it to your room was the first time he spoke since you found him in the yard.

"You tell anyone about this and i'll Fucking kill you. You understand?"

You could hear the shake of his voice while he spoke. The genuine fear in his tone. You knew he was trying to scare you, To keep you in his grasp longer in fear you would leave. The fear you would abandon him like his mother, The fear you would lose control of the pressure applied to you. That you would snap.

You fall back onto your bed signaling him to join you. He lays down next to you as you pull him into your chest. You hold him close to you as you wrap one of your hands into his dirty blonde locs and the other to rub you hand up and down his back.

"Do you need anything to eat or drink? Do you need me to clean any cuts? Cause i just bought a pack of band aids if you need them." You kept your tone low and soft so you wouldn't terrify him more than he was. You wanted to make sure he felt safe, Protected within you.

He stayed silent. Snuggling deeper within your chest snaking his arms around your waist to fully assure you were stuck with him. He squeezed you so hard you thought you were going to burst.

Henry didn't really talk during these moments, He didn't need you to talk either. He just needed to feel you, To have a space of comfort. You begin to get sleepy again from your bodies colliding, Adjusting your focus to each breath Henry took. Watching as his chest rises and falls. You heard him mutter something that you barely caught, But you were so glad you did.

"Thank you."

You felt your heart melting from the compassion he had for you. The trust he put into you to allow you to nurture him to comfort, To allow you to see him in his weakest of times. The motherly love he allowed you to gift to him.

"You don't have to thank me, Allowing me to care for you is enough. I know how difficult it is for you to put your trust into people." You spoke softly.

You felt as he finally let go, His body fully relaxed from your words. You could hear as his breaths got softer and more organized while he slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber.

He started to snore lightly, slightly letting go of his grip upon your body. You shut your eyes and listened to his snores drifting away into sleep with the boy you cared about the most.

[kirain]

What do you think about all the people calling Silco a antihero and a good father?

I hate doing this to villains I actually enjoy, but I think this needs to be said:

No, Silco is not a good person, he's not an antihero, and he's not a good father. He's a complex, beautifully-written villain, but a villain nonetheless.

First of all, he destroyed half of Zaun with shimmer, which resulted in the deaths of hundreds (possibly thousands) and the addictions of many more. He distributed the drug as a cure-all to people who live in an impoverished city that has no hope or opportunities. I quote Ekko, "He flooded the lanes. Didn't care who got hurt." He never had Zaun's best interest at heart, despite manipulatively claiming otherwise. He only cared about his personal enterprise and eventual dictatorship. It was all about power and revenge for him, and he didn't care who got caught in the crossfire. His drug labs were even run by children, all of whom he considered expendable.

On that note, he isn't above killing children either. When Marcus began to defy him, he threatened to kill his daughter and make it look like an accident. When he kidnapped Vander, he purposely let Claggor, Mylo, and Vi break into his base with the full intention of killing them, painfully. Never mind the fact that Vander’s “betrayal” was his own doing because he wanted to rile Piltover with acts of war that would result in Zaun’s annihilation. Vander simply tried to stop him. Not to mention he had zero remorse for the boy Jayce accidentally killed and even taunted his grieving mother. You'd think he'd be able to sympathise with the loss of a child, but no. He's a towering hypocrite, only caring if the loss impacts him directly.

Though I think the biggest aspect most people are overlooking is the fact that he caused Jinx's trauma. Remember, he killed her dad, her brothers, and he tried to kill her sister. Technically Jinx caused the explosion, but why were they there in the first place? Silco. He then lied, knowing full well that Marcus took Vi. He didn't know she was still alive, but that doesn't matter. He let Jinx go on believing her sister abandoned her, which he knew caused her deep-seated issues. When Vi returned, he continued to lie about why she was there, saying she only wanted the crystal, even though Sevika told him otherwise. It wasn't to "protect" Jinx, it was because he was afraid of losing her. It was selfishness.

In the end, Silco became so reliant on Jinx that he wasn't willing to let her go. Not for anything. Not even for her own sanity and wellbeing. In the final showdown, instead of letting Jinx reconnect with her sister--which he knew she wanted--he tried to kill Vi yet again because he realised Powder was clawing to the surface. So many people think Silco was a good father, but he didn't help that child, he destroyed her. Mutated her. He let Jinx feel the pain of abandonment because he was desperate for someone to share his misery. These are not the actions of a "good father". He certainly loved her, nothing he did to her was intentionally malicious, from his perspective, but he's also the reason her mind is so jumbled. Not all love is inherently good.

Moreover, he had no right to get so attached to Jinx in the first place. He stole her. I find it kind of disturbing how many people blame Vi for “abandoning” Powder, when the reality is she didn’t. She was fifteen, she saw her family die (for the second time), and she found out that her own sister, who wasn’t even supposed to be there, was inadvertently responsible. After she punched Powder, she was overcome with guilt and sorrow and walked away to take a break. Powder mistook Vi’s actions as abandonment, but Vi never intended to leave her. The true tragedy is that both Powder and Vi’s reactions are understandable. They were both children and they were both suffering, but there’s only one person to blame for that and it’s Silco.

People like to glorify the "you're perfect" line, but the reason Silco said that is because he molded Jinx into his own personal sense of perfection. He erased Powder's entire identity to create an unstable soldier who would follow his every order, construct deadly weapons, and kill without empathy or reflection. He even convinced her to kill her friends. Jinx wrongfully places her psychosis on Vi's shoulders because of that night in the alley, but what that poor, broken girl doesn't understand is that it's Silco who put her in that situation, Silco who impressed his own trauma onto her, and Silco who encouraged her delusions. Eventually he realised he was wrong, but not until it was too late. Not until she was wanted for his mistakes.

Just like his eye, his love was toxic.

[themurderofcrowscollective]

(K's P.O.V) - - - The only thing I remember is getting body-slammed, shot with two tranq darts and seeing the man in the bucket hat lift me up. I don't know how long I've been out but when I finally come to, I notice my arms and legs are tied to the chair I'm confined to. The only source of light I see is a lamp hanging from the ceiling, illuminating a table and the same man from the night I was ambushed. In a corner nearby I can see my axe and my sniper rifle, but I focus my eyes on the man. I try to speak only to realize I've been gagged with a cloth, but I don't struggle. " So you're awake. " Yeesh I can smell the coffee and cigars coming off of him strongly from where I sit, my eyes still trained on him. He stands up from his seat and walks towards me before sitting on the table so he could probably decide how to kill me or take a good look at me. Either way I definitely know he wants something from me. " I'm going to take this off of you, but know you answer my questions. " I just look at him until he unties the cloth from behind my head, and already I can feel the cloth's cotton on my tongue. Instantly I try to get rid of the dryness in my mouth before looking back at him through just one eye. " Good. Your cooperation is appreciated. First thing's first, who are you and what were your intentions a week ago? " I instantly remember the night I saved those two men from being overcome by those 'Shadows', which is approximately a week ago so rather than be stubborn, I decided to oblige. " I've only had the intention to help out the two who were unfairly outmatched. I'm just some 19-year-old kid from South Korea, nearly everyone who knew me mostly called me K. " He raises an eyebrow. " K? " I nod, looking at him still. " Explain the fights you've had in the past week. " " That isn't a question but I'll oblige. The abandoned buildings surrounding the one smaller building are notorious for it's history of having gang wars, murders, crimes and so on, but those only happened way back in the 90s and early 2000s. " I feel a bit of cotton in my mouth so I take a second to spit it out. Gross. " Sorry. I used to live there with my aunt until she passed, and I've tried doing the right thing by going to school, working a job and trying to find someone to marry but it was too much on a highschooler so I abandoned that life and terminated all my personal info. I don't even remember my name but the streets gave me my name, and that is K. Some gang members tried to attack me as I was the only one who lived there but apparently I was on their turf which, mind you, is actually a grey zone. " That seems to catch his interest but I continue. " The last gang war that happened there was around 2006, and as a means of ending the war, the gangs there made a treaty and established the area as a grey zone which meant no one could lay claim to it. Ever. " " So why were you there? " " To make sure it was kept that way. " He crosses his arms, nodding as he pieced the puzzle together. I could see him doing it in his mind. " So you were the enforcer. " " Correct. " " Another thing, how old are you? " " I'm only 19, sir. " Now that piqued his interest even further, the look on his face amuses me a bit as I grin. " Surprised? " He can't help but chuckle. " Yes, and impressed too. First you save my men and then reveal that you're only 19, keeping a grey zone clean and you have exceptional sniping skills. K, would you like to join us? " I look at him incredulously and shocked. " In the army? " He laughs as he shook his head. " No, we're... more than the army. We are Task Force 141, a team I lead. When the higher brass need us to take out threats like the Shadows you killed off, we send out our best into the field. " For a moment I look him up and down, squinting my eyes. " I may need more convincing. "

A Stranger's Bullet

We've been on a fucking roll with these word vomits, but now it's my turn to play! (It's K btw)

During a mission set out in South Korea after Price have received word of Shadow activity being sighted, Horangi had requested to be dispatched alongside Ghost. It was only them two as they were both sufficient in stealth and taking out enemies silently but what would happen if both of them were to be cornered by enemies on all sides, only to witness them get headshot from afar? Why don't we find out? - - - " Wake up Lieutenant. " Ghost had instantly opened his eyes as soon as the words were said, he'd fallen asleep during the ride to South Korea for a mission. First step was to have a stake-out, gather intel on the enemy's movement, and only take them out when the order to move out is made. Originally he had planned on doing this alone but during the mission briefing, Horangi had asked to join. It seems the enemy were close to where he used to live so before Price could try to reason with Horangi, Ghost spoke up and allowed him to be there. The plane ride was long and tiring but eventually the plane landed and their assigned taxi was already there to pick them up. They had to wear their civvies (civilian clothes) as they'd traveled via public airplane so you could imagine how plain they looked. Their hideout is as simple as it could be, being stocked already with equipment and supplies to last them about a week before they were able to push out phase 2 of the mission. For the first week it was purely gathering intel and infiltrating the enemy's hideout to gather said intel, nothing strange or out of the ordinary having occurred yet. As soon as all the intel was gathered about their plans, Ghost sent them to Price who then ordered the command to take them out. It didn't go as planned. What Price thought was a few opponents really happened to be more than what Ghost and Horangi could take on, so when things went south, the pair of them were cornered on a low building. " If one of us makes it out here alive, I'd want it to be you Ghost. " " Bullshit, we're both getting out of 'ere. " They stood with their backs slowly reaching the edge as the enemy closed in, guns aimed and ready to shoot... until one of them dropped like a fly. Not a sound was heard aside from the thud he made, and when one of the Shadows checked on him to find a bullet shot straight through his head, that Shadow also fell. No one knew what was going on but Ghost and Horangi took it as a chance to fight off the ones left standing as more Shadows fell to the ground, until none were left alive. After getting back to the base (after another boring plane ride), Price debriefed the two on the mission until it was time for their input. " Sir, while we were there we were surrounded by many Shadows until someone shot down a good amount to make it a fair fight for us. You didn't send anyone to help us, right? " Ghost asked inquisitively, Price looking confused as he leaned back in his chair. " No, I didn't. Did either of you see anyone else that night? " Horangi leaned forward. " I saw a glimpse of someone from above, but they were too far away for me to get a good look at them. " " I'll have it added to the report. Good work you two, dismissed. " - - -

[yanderes-galore]

Now

Raphael concept (TMNT 2012)

Ah, yes, my favorite turtle since childhood. Aged up as usual!

Yandere! 2012 Raphael Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Yandere-like behavior, Forced relationship, Toxic behavior, Stalking, Kidnapping, Murder, Violence, Possessive behavior, Implied abandonment issues, Obsessive behavior, Manipulation, Impulsive behavior, Anger issues, Mentioned sadism, Blood mention.

- Out of all the 2012 turtles, Raphael is the most sadistic.

- While Leonardo is paranoid and overprotective, Donatello is obsessive and calculating, and Michelangelo is delusional and manipulative...

- Raphael likes to be more dominant and dehumanizing.

- Obsessive to the point he wants to show only he's the one for you, that he claims you as his, even if he has to break and toy with you in order to get you to see it.

- He's much more than just a hothead.

- He's also somewhat of a jealous sadist.

- "You aren't leaving that easy!"

- Raphael would be Obsessive, Sadistic, Impulsive, and Possessive. With some manipulative tendencies, too.

- He's easy to get on the bad side of and you are his weakness.

- While he does show a soft side around you, that's if you are complying to his obsession.

- If he's obsessive over you before or right after Spike/Slash leaving, he only gets worse.

- Becoming even more fearful that he could lose you any second.

- "I love you... you won't leave me!"

- Raphael will most likely hate the fact you make him feel weak at times.

- He should be fighting!

- Being a warrior and showing his enemies he's fearless!

- But here he is, weak in the knees whenever you look at him with his heart beating at extreme speeds.

- He hates it at first... until he realizes that this actually feels good in a way.

- It's just now he only wants you for himself

- To the point he stalks you when not on duty, fantasizes about you when alone, and even thinks of kidnapping you....

- Something he may actually go through with.

- Either by trying to convince you into following him to his room to knock you out...

- or by taking a much more forceful approach.

- Raphael can be very impatient.

- He doesn't want to have to wait for you.

- "Could you come with me for a sec? I thought I could show you a new move I learned."

- If he kidnaps you after the whole Slash incident, you're treated like a pet at some points.

- He sees you as his and his alone.

- Any interaction with his brothers or Casey makes him jealous and angry.

- April is sort of an exception, even then if you talk too long he'll start to think you're ratting him out.

- He's always nearby, too.

- You can never get a word out without Raph showing up to 'check-in'

- "Hey~ May I ask what you're talking about, babe?"

- The reason he's so aggressive with your abduction and you talking with others is because he's such an impulsive Yandere.

- Impatient and impulsive do not mix well with Raph.

- He feels he can take what he wants, if he feels guilt he doesn't show it.

- Instead he prefers to sadistically bend you to his will like you're another toy to play with.

- Yet Raphael isn't heartless, he may be similar to Fishface in Yandere type but he does genuinely care about you.

- Raphael will show a softer and more vulnerable side around you at times.

- Often just wanting to hold you close and softly instead of being all jealous and aggressive.

- Such a side may be a little more intense if he still misses Slash, too.

- Holding you just a bit tighter while he nuzzles himself into your shoulder.

- "You make me so beastly when I don't have you... can't you see you're mine?"

- Raphael is certainly not against heavily injuring or killing someone to keep you.

- You make him an absolute monster when it comes to his obsession.

- He's willing to do anything to keep you beside him.

- He may even be scared he'll lose you....

- He feels horrible if he has to tie you up somewhere, or breaking your mind to get you to love him.

- Perhaps even making you bleed a little...

- But something deep down within him tells him to keep going....

- So he listens.

- He listens because he can only think of you.

- Raphael feels he should keep you all to himself

- No matter how much heartbreak is caused by it.

- "I'm the best for you! Stop being so scared of me!"

[piers-wifey]

Need more of Rachel vs Asuna. I love the last one you did. Rachel talking about how much her son hates bc of what she did. Asuna saying it was her or him and she rather be her than her son. Maybe bringing up Asuna father and Rachel saying her real name.

Aye, I got you, nonnie. And thank you, I'm happy to hear you liked it.

*****

Rachel: It has come to my attention, that your son, Ace if I'm being correct, hates your guts. I wonder why.

Asuna: That's none of your business!

Rachel: Oh really? Last time I checked, you filthy Umbrella bastards caused a whole city to be infected with one of YOUR viruses. Causing MY team to be killed and a child to lose her parents. Therefore you, my dear, are in no position to tell me what's my business and what not.

Asuna: I wasn't responsible for that-

Rachel: *takes a step forward* You worked for Umbrella, that's already a good reason to kill you!

Asuna: *swallows hard and looks away* You wouldn't understand.

Rachel: You have a thing for cheap excuses, don't you?

Asuna: *chews on her bottom lip and refuses to look at Rachel*

Rachel: *starts to circle the woman* Why so quiet all of a sudden? Too scared to admit that you've failed your only son as a mother?

Asuna: *clenches her fists* Sacrifices had to be made. *looks up at Rachel* It was either me or him and I rather save myself, before sacrificing my own life to save someone, who would've died anyway.

Rachel: *snorts and looks at Asuna with nothing but pure disgust* Just as I expected.

Asuna: What's that supposed to mean?

Rachel: It means you're not worth to be called a mother. You are a selfish, cold-hearted specimen of a human. You claim not to be like the others at Umbrella, yet you've abandoned your own son to save yourself. A real mother would never do such a thing!

Asuna: *snorts* Oh please, what do YOU know about parenting?

Rachel: A lot more than you, apparently.

Asuna: You would've done the same if you had been in my position!

Rachel: *grabs Asuna by the collar of her shirt and slams her against a wall* No, because unlike you, I'm not a selfish coward. I'd rather die protecting my daughter, than live with the shame of abandoning her when she needed me the most.

Asuna: Why would you sacrifice yourself for someone else?

Rachel: Because that's what you do for someone you love! A real mother will always put her child first! I feel sorry for your son.

Asuna: And what about me? I'm suffering too! I'm not some sort of monster!

Rachel: Don't try to play the victim here. I probably would've spared some sympathy for you, because of your father. But it's too late for that now, Asuna. Or should I say, Adalia?

Asuna: *furious* Don't you DARE call me that again! And don't you ever mention my father again! Or I-

Rachel: Or what? *lowers her voice* I could kill you right here and now and no one would care. I bet your son would be happy about that too. Who knows, maybe he'd even thank me for getting rid of that worthless scum that calls herself his mother. Think about it.

Asuna: *doesn't say anything and just glares at Rachel*

Rachel: *smirks* Reality is cruel, isn't it? *releases Asuna from her grip* I'll let you go, for now. But don't expect me to be so merciful next time.

*****

@albertweskerxchrisredfield @sassiest-captain @dumb-of-ash

[nyx-aira]

Jealousy

Requested by anon

Summary: Melina isn't jealous, she's just doing her job. Right?

A/N: Since I saw Black Widow I was absolutely gone for her and there aren't enough Melina fics out there so prepare for more (I can already see this is gonna be another obsession of mine)

Also thank you so much for 600 followers, you're the best guys<3

TW: a bit of violence

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PSA c/@ynscrazylife

It was just a mission. It was just a mission, Melina repeat again and again as she watched you from the monitors flirting with your target.

She hated the way he had his arm around you waist and how he was starting at you not so subtle all the time. Melina knew this was the plan but she didn't like it one bit.

She told herself it was because she had to watch out for you and she couldn't do that while she was up here, watching the whole thing fold out in front of her. But as much as Melina wanted to deny it she knew the real reason why she was so troubled by the whole situation.

She was jealous.

It should be her who would be by your side, holding you close and touching you. Not some creepy old man who loved getting his hands on someone like you. Melina just wanted to cut them off, no one should be allowed to touch you besides her.

Normally the Russian spy wouldn't allow herself to indulge in something silly like daydreams but every time she saw you with someone she wanted it to be her, wanted it to be her who held your hand, who danced with you, who kissed you.

But it was nothing more than that. Silly daydreams.

Shaking her head Melina focused on the mission again, having lost you out of her sight for a minute.

When she found you again she let out a breath she didn't know she was holding but almost choked on the air as she saw where the two of you were. The private bedrooms.

Seeing red, Melina jumped out of her chair and left the security room, running down two flights of stairs, running faster as she saw unconscious security guards laying on the floor.

She tried to contact you but her earpiece wasn't working, electric static the only thing coming from your end. Cursing under her breath she stormed into the room where she pinpointed your location and was almost hit by bullets shooting in her direction.

Ducking behind some of the fancy pillars in the room she took cover and assessed the situation. There were seven guards in the room, enhanced by the look of the fist shaped holes in the walls. Two were already unconscious but that didn't make their situation much better.

Seeing an opening Melina charged at one of the guards, stunning him with her widow bites but he only stumbled for a bit before he recovered and turned towards her, fist going for her face.

Melina was too involved fighting the guard that was trying to stab her with a knife repeatedly that she didn't hear your cry for help until she saw you fall to the floor.

Melina made quick work of the remaining guard as she ran to your side, loading her widow bites to full capacity and shooting the guard, that was about to kill you, in the neck, hitting him in just the right place.

She sank to the ground and immediately noticed your broken leg but she knew the two of you had to get out of there as soon as possible.

Judging the pained look on your face you knew that as well as you got up from the ground and hissed in pain the moment your foot hit the ground.

Wrapping an arm around your shoulder she helped you up, the both of you making your way to the abandoned hallways, the guests of the gala having fled already.

Even though Melina knew you were hurt and were only relying on her help for that reason she felt a sense of pride surging through her as you squeezed her hand a bit harder. Telling herself it was only to get out of there faster she wrapped a possessive arm around your waist, her rage at the man from before still burning under her skin.

You were hers. Hers alone.

The logical part of her brain knew you were nobodys but the rest of Melina screamed at her to show the whole world that no one was allowed to touch you besides her.

"You're thinking to loud, Melina ", you remarked as you walked down the stairs, her grip on you tightening as she felt you stumble a bit.

The two of you walked in silence until Melina couldn't keep it quiet anymore.

"What were you thinking." She hissed, anger from before flaring up again.

"I was doing my job, Melina", you answered, unsure where her anger was coming from, "I'm don't know why you're so worked up, we have done this like a million times."

That was apparently the wrong thing to say as her eyes got darker and she let out a growl.

Yes you had done this a million times and every time Melina had to restrain herself from stabbing the person to death that was your target. She didn't like it. She never liked it.

"We could have done this a different way." She managed to rasp out, her hands shaking with rage as the adrenaline from the fight decreased.

"What, why?", you said, getting worked up as well, what was wrong with her, "it worked, I got in, flirted with him and..."

You stopped, turning around to look her in the face.

"You're jealous."

Melinas heart stopped. How was she gonna get out of this one. She hadn't been caught off guard like this in a long time.

"You know", you started, "I actually think this way is the best way to do it, you know why, Melina?"

Just walk Melina. Don't listen to a word.

"Because I can have my fun and..."

That was the last straw for her. Shoving you against the wall she looked at you with hungry eyes. This wasn't the professional agent you had been working with, this was Melina, the real Melina.

"Mine, you understand that. Mine."

That was the last thing she said as she lunged forward, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. Her hands in your hair she kissed you passionately, nipping at your bottom lip and catching it between her teeth.

Finally. She had been waiting for this for ages. This was how you treated someone like you, not like how they did it before her. But now there wouldn't be anyone able to do this anymore. Hers, only hers.

Melinas rage made her deepen the kiss, needing more. More of this, more of you.

Starting to get dizzy she pressed one last kiss to your lips as she let go of you, leaning her forehead against yours.

Catching her breath she took a minute before she looked at you. You were staring at her with an unreadable expression and for a second Melina feared that she misinterpreted the situation.

Almost as if sensing her doubts you pulled her close again, pressing a short but firm kiss to her lips, wrapping your hands around her waist to keep her in place.

This time Melina saw a knowing grin on your face and it dawned on her.

"You said that on purpose."

You just shrugged playfully as you looked her in the eyes again and with a mischievous glint in your eyes you spoke.

"What can I say, jealous Melina is really hot and dangerous."

She just stared at you for a second before she brushed a stray peace of hair out of your eyes. Cupping your face in her hands she got close and whispered in your ear.

"Then I hope you know not to make me too jealous."

"I wouldn't dream of it." You replied but your answer was cut short when she leaned forward again to capture you in yet another kiss.

Grabbing hold of her hair you silently cheered to yourself as you kissed her back.

Mission accomplished.

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