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anjaelle · 1 year ago

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White Light | Part IX

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Pairing: Ghost!Aaron Taylor-Johnson x Black!Reader Warnings: Purgatory, Darkness, Death, Creepy imagery Word Count: 1.7K Summary: No one can defy the natural cycle of birth, life, and death. Except...what if you really want to? A/N: Solo!Reader chapter but SUPER necessary as we go into the final part. Plus surprise new headers for this chapter and the final chapter. Yay!

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You always had the belief that the liminal space between the afterlife and the living was paper thin. It had to be. How else could someone get trapped in the space between the two?

It felt like you were falling for an eternity.

Someone was holding you. As they were roughly pulled away, they called your name...you think. But they were too far away for you to register what it was.

You just wanted to sleep, but the darkness wouldn't let you. Voices echoed around you, whispering indecipherable words in languages you barely understood. They overlapped. Some were yelling, some laughing. You heard a sob, and a scream, and angry shouting.

Through it all, you heard the hoarse, shallow breathing of an unknown thing. You could feel its hot breath on the back of your neck, you smelled the unmistakable stench of decay and blood. You remembered the image of the thing with many sharp teeth, dripping black spit, and wide yellow eyes, staring at you from the corner of a room. Lying in wait. For what? You didn't know. But it grinned at you as it passed your vision and circled you curiously.

"Oh...oh...oh...It's you, little fox...fox...fox."

Little fox...little fox.

You're not supposed to be here, little fox.

She's not sssssupposed to be here...here...here

You tried to open your mouth to speak, but there was nothing to open. You floated through the dark without a body, without pain, without care. Just thoughts. You weren't afraid, though you felt like you should've been.

You wondered how the voices knew you.

"I've always known you, little fox...fox...fox. As I knew your mother, and her mother before her....her...her."

Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?

The overlapping whispers stopped at all once, replaced with deafening silence. The many-toothed thing laughed sharply. If you could see it properly, you're sure it would've thrown its grotesque head back in jest. And when you turned to follow the sound, it merely circled you again, dancing out of reach.

"My brave girl, you know exactly where you are."

You didn't even know your own name, let alone where you were and what you were supposed to do. The many-toothed thing tsked.

"I told the boy he could not have you. His soul was mine to take," the thing let out a low, tired sigh, "Oh, but he latched onto you, little fox. As stubborn as they come. You and your mother are quite similar."

There it was again. You struggled to think of your mother, but her face was just a vague image in your memory. As if by request, an image flashed of a woman who looked incredibly familiar, sitting on the floor of a house with the apparition of a woman sitting across from her. They held hands as the woman who was presumably your mother whispered over a candle.

"She tried desperately to save her." The thing whispered, sorrowfully, "But I warned her that saving a soul would always require a sacrifice."

She shifted, and it was then that you noticed that she was pregnant.

Was that you?

"Yessss," the thing answered, circling you again, "I told her that she could save her friend. But only if I could have you. And she chose you--as any mother would. But, oh, she was not happy to lose her. It was no surprise when she stopped answering me. But I've always...always loved her. And I've always known you."

The sincerity in the thing's voice caught you off guard. Small flashes of memory resurfaced of your mother shoving boxes in the back of the closet and covering mirrors. You thought she'd gone mad.

You felt a pang of familiarity in your chest.

"You can't save the boy."

The boy? You struggled to remember a face. A name. You could only remember the feeling.

"You...cannot...save him. Let him go."

Why?

"What's gone is gone and cannot be retrieved."

You didn't believe that. You felt something shift. Like the space around you was charged with electricity. You knew you didn't have a physical body here, but you could almost feel the vibrations in the air where your fingertips would be.

Is time linear here? How long have I been gone?

"You need to move on, little fox."

No. I'm not done. I'm not ready. I'm...I have to do something. I have to at least try.

The thing sighed, the scent of death wafted over you. You'd grown used to it.

Suddenly you were blinded by a bright white light, and the liminal space was a hallway with dozens of doors lined up on either side. You could hear the humming of voices, the slamming of the doors, the echoes of passing spirits.

You looked down and found your body in its rightful place. The bloom of blood drenched the side of your shirt, though you could no longer feel the pain of the wound. The memories of what happened slammed into you and you fell to your knees, gasping for breath like you'd been submerged underwater. And as you tried to regain your bearings, you tried to remember everything you'd been taught. Your grandmother told you about this once. She told you about walking in the space between, looking through the doors.

To think you believed for years that everything about your family's legacy was bullshit.

The many-toothed thing appeared beside you, floating in a shadow and causing the lights of the hall to flicker as it passed them. Its long, sharp fingernail pointed down the hall to a door.

"Go, little fox."

"Where does that door lead to?"

It didn't answer. It simply pointed before shrouding its face in the shadows once more.

You hesitated, unsure of where this was going to leave you. You didn't have a heartbeat anymore, but if you did, you're sure you would've heard it in your ears. Your hands shook. You broke out into a run, knowing walking would just prolong the inevitable.

As the door drew closer, the air shifted. It felt warmer. Brighter. You shoved the door open and began falling again.

Down...down...down. Through a bright white light, and the overlapping voices calling your name.

One familiar voice shouted for you, but before you could answer, you slammed into something hard and blacked out.

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Your hearing was the first to return to you. Sort of. The ringing in your ears made your head pang, and you didn't even want to open your eyes. A low groan escaped your mouth. The wind was inevitably knocked out of you like you'd been hit by a truck. The strange, yet familiar humid cold in the air seeped into your skin and made you shiver, and you realized you weren't wearing a coat.

Why was it so cold?

"...Darling? Sweetheart? Are you alright?" The kind voice of an older woman pulled you into the present. You just wanted to lay down forever. Maybe take a nap. A few other voices joined in, asking if you were alright. Someone gently shook you.

You opened your eyes, squinting at the five faces floating into your field of vision. Unfamiliar, but concerned all the same. It suddenly struck you that they could see you. And touch you.

So you weren't dead?

As you worked to sit up, the older woman in a thick coat and nurse's scrubs gently held your back and guided you into the sitting position. She reminded you of your grandmother which gave you a strong level of comfort.

"There you go," she cooed softly, "easy now. That was a nasty fall, sweetheart. Are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Her badge said New York Presbyterian, so you gathered she was just coming off of work. You felt a small pang of guilt for some unknown reason.

You cleared your throat.

"Yeah I'm fine, thank you." You struggled to get it out. Once it was confirmed that you weren't on the brink of death, the small crowd dispersed except for the woman who looked you over for signs of a concussion, no doubt. She took out a small light and checked your eyes.

"Do you know your name?" She asked. You told her, happy that you could remember it now.

"Do you know where you are?" You looked around, peering at the buildings in the north. The skyline looked...off. Different. You squinted, then turned to the south. You froze.

No...no no no.

Where the fuck was the Freedom Tower? Why was there a gaping hole in the skyline where a building should be? You felt your heart begin to race. The skyline wasn't right. It didn't look right.

"I-- we're in l-lower Manhattan. Right?"

"Good! Do you know the date?" You hesitated. How long were you gone? And how did you end up in the street? You looked down at your clothes and saw they were no longer bloody. What happened?

"Um...I don't...know." You admitted, sheepishly.

"Do you know the year, at least?" She coaxed in concern, a frown pulling at her mouth as she tucked one of her gray curls behind her ear.

"T-two...thousand..." You began. Your mouth couldn't even finish the sentence before she tutted and held your elbow.

"Okay let's get you to the hospital. You might be alright, but we wanna just make sure."

As you got to your feet, majorly disgusted by the fact that you had your head and hands on the nasty sidewalk, you grasped her hand.

"Can you please tell me what year it is?" You begged. The realization hit you in the chest at full speed.

"It's 2003, sweetheart." She answered, concern laced in her tone. "It's February 3rd, 2003."

So this was where the door led you.

You didn't want to believe it. You wanted to stifle the optimism growing in your chest, but you couldn't help the wide grin pulling at your lips. You probably looked like a crazy person.

A quick glance in a storefront window confirmed this. Your hair was a mess, you were wearing summer clothes in the winter, and you had a dazed look in your eye. But you were you. And you were HERE.

You had to find him. And FAST.

You are now entering...

NEW YORK CITY. 2003.

#aaron taylor johnson #atj x black reader #atj x reader #aaron taylor johnson x black reader #aaron taylor johnson x reader #fic: white light #jae writes

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saintobio · 3 years ago

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of lovers and liars. (final)

↳ suna rintarou/fem!reader

genre. play, tragedy, historical, angst

tags/warnings. written in script format, usage of archaic language, very ooc, sexual assault/harassment (not involving the ml), kidnapping, poisoning, drugging, blood, murder/massacre, suicide, arranged marriage, polygyny, minor and major character death

notes. dammit it was more painful in my head. anyways, the whole play has 22k words. direct quotes from this final act were derived from shakespeare’s two gentlemen of verona and richard iii. fic header is from the manhwa wished you were dead. please skip act vii scene i for the sa scene if it's triggering. also, do give this song a listen for this final act.

athain and faren map :: faren politics :: facts about athain and faren

ACT I-II -> ACT III-IV -> ACT V-VI -> ACT VII (FINAL)

ACT VII

SCENE I. In bed. Unknown location.

Enter YOU, waking up with an intense headache. As you slowly open your eyes, you realize that you are in an unfamiliar room and wearing nothing but a thin nightgown under the sheets. A prickling sensation shot up your spine, disquieting you from the horrors of last night’s events. You put a hand in your mouth as a wave of acid wells up from your stomach.

YOU

H-Holy goddess Athena, I seek your protection. P-Please tell me this is a nightmare. Lest it be real, I fear for my sanity.

Enter CROWN PRINCE FIONN, holding a glass of wine, walking inside the chamber in his white robe.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

Are you awake?

YOU

(clutching the sheets, hysterical) S-Stay away! What did you—what have you done unto me?! You cruel tyrant! You evil villain! Yet again you force yourself into me! H-Have you no mercy?

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

I have, and that is why you are here. Do you know where you are, my darling?

The prince sits on the corner of the bed and places the glass on the bedside table, soon gripping your wrists and leaning in to place his lips on your cheek. You tremble in fear and try to resist as tears fall from your eyes.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN (CONT’D)

Save those tears. You are not in Athain. My father would have kill’d me had I brought you back. He does not understand my affection for you and calls it an obsession. That is why he order’d for you to be exiled—to have you far, far away from me, when all I proposed to him was to arrange a marriage for us.

(laughing under his breath) Did you think I would have you exiled, my lady? Never can I let you leave my side. Therefore, here I take you, hidden at an estate in Cilicia—a land bestowed upon me by my late mother. In this manor, you shall stay for the time being until I become the emperor. I will reinstate your status and make you my empress. And to do that, I shall imbrue my hands with my own father’s blood so we can rule Athain together.

YOU

(sobbing and quivering) Fie! I rather not be with the man who made my life miserable! To marry you is to dishonor my father and mother’s death! You sick, twisted man! You repel me!

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

For you, I will do anything and yet, you deny me? What right do you have?

YOU

A right to live in peace! I would choose being a commoner rather than an empress of a tyrannous emperor.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

You have little choice, my lady. You are mine.

YOU

Away, you! I-I despise you. I am not yours, I am my husband’s. All the love I can give, I have given him.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

(smiling through clenched jaws) A husband, you say? A husband that loathes you? If that duke truly cares for you, how come he neglects you?

YOU

(in despair) H-His wives are manipulative. You know nought a single thing.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

Speak none of his name. I could care less about that foolish duke and his equally foolish wives. If you become my empress, I will not take a concubine.

YOU

(pushes him away) Your Highness, you are a curse! Just let me die—

The blond prince shoves you back on the mattress and pins you under him. While you scream and struggle from his grasp, he tightens his grip on your wrists and reaches for the glass, forcing your jaws open and spilling every drop of liquid into your mouth. Your eyes widen in terror as you begin to choke from the spiked drink.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

You are more beautiful when you are silent, my fair mistress. Lay still while I offer you my worship.

YOU

(falling into a state of paralysis) R-Rin, p-please… h-help…

He rips your nightgown open to expose your skin and begins to trail kisses on your bare thighs, caressing every dip and curve of your body with his fingers. As he moves to undo the tie on his robe, you feel his lips diving onto your chest. Hot tears start spilling from the corner of your eyes while you look up at the ceiling and refuse to see the horrid actions that he will soon do to your body.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

(kissing your neck) At long last, I have you.

Exeunt

SCENE II. Outside the manor.

Enter DUKE RINTAROU and IONE; the former is sleepless and anxious for not having heard from you for two days ever since you disappeared from the night of the banquet.

IONE

Your Grace, I speak the truth. I do not believe my good madam will run away unprovoked. Duchess Hera and Lady Ci’an’s claims are false.

DUKE RINTAROU

Y/N has taken spare clothing and her jewels. Do you understand what that means? And why did you not attend to her at the night of the banquet? This is all due to your negligence.

IONE

B-But Duke, that eve… the duchess put me on other duties and I was forced to bade her commands. The head maid was the one who stay’d with Lady Y/N last. That being such, it is in my honest belief that the madam was told not to come to the banquet.

DUKE RINTAROU

(holding his breath, staring at the gloomy sky) I believe so, but everyone in this estate tells otherwise.

IONE

That is because they are loyal to the duchess.

DUKE RINTAROU

How will I find my wife? Tell me for I will turn into a madman. The last I spoke to her, I ask’d her to live and die as she wished. Those words did not come from my heart, but I fear it is the reason she fled to another land.

Enter NURSE, hiding in a cloak.

NURSE

Your Grace, I wish to speak humbly to you. My guilt can never let me live in peace when you have been nothing but generous to my family. I stand here before you at the risk of my life.

DUKE RINTAROU

What say you, nurse? Be clear and concise.

NURSE

The gentle madam—she did no wrong, not even once. Duchess Hera and Lady Ci’an have both conspired to ruin her image in your eyes. They did as much as give her tea that soon kill’d your child with her. The duchess is fearful that you will give her nobility to Lady Y/N, and so…

The nurse continues to recount all the lies and the sufferings you have faced with his other wives. Upon hearing the cruelty that you have faced, the duke staggers on his feet—distraught and heartbroken—as he holds on to a light post for support. He feels lightheaded and is about to faint from everything that he was told.

IONE

Ay me! Your Grace, are you alright?

DUKE RINTAROU

(sorrowful, gripping the lightpost tightly) Misery me! I have failed as a man and a husband. I vow’d to believe her, to protect her, to be on her side, and yet I have not done my part. I am too sore—this heart of mine! Under love’s heavy burden do I sink and so oft did I get fool’d by countless lies!

Enter KNIGHTS

KNIGHT 1

Duke, we have search’d the entire village and could not find the madam.

KNIGHT 2

Should we proceed to nearby territories and continue our search?

DUKE RINTAROU

(in a sudden fit of rage) Go thither! Have Hera and Ci’an lock’d up in a dungeon. Let no one attend to them until I return to the estate. To strike them dead, I hold it not a sin, but a privilege.

KNIGHTS

Aye, Your Grace.

Enter CROWN PRINCE OSAMU and the IMPERIAL KNIGHTS

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

(rushing to the duke) Rintarou, a word with you!

DUKE RINTAROU

What hastens Your Highness?

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

It is about your wife. She stays at Cicilia—I fear you will dislike my news, howbeit, you must know—

DUKE RINTAROU

What says of my love?! Where is she?

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

—the vicious Crown Prince of Athain has forced himself onto her.

DUKE RINTAROU

(livid and horrified) How do you—

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

My bird, Argus, that wanders freely at night. He is a witness to her abduction and has follow’d her up north. Argus arrived back in Faren this morrow with a message from Lady Y/N.

The crown prince hands over a small piece of cloth with indescribable words written with blood.

DUKE RINTAROU

This fountain of words—‘Crown Prince’ and ‘Cicilia’ and ‘captive’ and ‘molest’ and ‘die’ and ‘goodbye’. Faugh! I will have that bastard slain! That damned prince! He is unfit for any place but hell. Let my lips grow foul, I will slaughter him!

My gentle wife has suffered enough.

(to his knights) Be haste! Get me a sword and a horse!

Exeunt

SCENE III. In a bedroom in Cicilia. Morning.

Enter YOU, sobbing under the sheets and feeling extremely violated after the prince touched you to his satisfaction. He has left the manor while you stay in bed, staring hopelessly at the window. Your eyes are red and sore, motionless and far away.

YOU

(tearful) Goddess Athena, wh-what with this cruel fate you have given me… Rather than be a slave of the crown prince, I desire death more than anything else. I beg you… Let me perish. Let me have my peace.

Mother and father, take m-me away…

A familiar bird shows up at your window, prompting you to wrap yourself with the sheets as you try to sit up from bed.

How, now! Is this Argus? Is my mind tricking me?

The bird chirps.

Lo, he speaks! I-Is it your master that you sent you here?

The bird sways its head.

Good fellow, I am hopeless… I am not as free as you are.

The bird taps its beak against the glass, seemingly pointing towards the cloth. You stay still for a little while, pondering about your miserable life until the bird repeats the act and gestured its beak towards the cloth.

Smart bird! Do you suggest I write to your master? All’s too late, however, even if my word reaches my husband. He will not believe my words, and so, I shall write this to him as my goodbye.

As the bird offers you his wings, you pluck a feather and prick your fingers so you can use your blood as an ink. With your quill and a small piece of cloth that you tore from the sheets, you write as many words as you can until you hear footsteps nearby. You then rush to the bird and tie the cloth around its foot.

A LADY

(aside) Madam? Shall I enter?

YOU

Anon, good lady!

(to the bird) Argus, be safe, my friend. Fare thee well!

A LADY

(banging at the door) Madam!

YOU

By and by!

Enter a SERVANT

YOU

What are you?

SERVANT

Your maid, my lady.

YOU

You are here at the orders of Fionn?

SERVANT

His Highness wants you bathed and groom’d before he arrives for supper. He wishes to sleep in this room again this eve. You have a long night ahead of you.

YOU

(nauseous from your recent memories) I-I cannot be near him. I am sick. I beseech you, tell the prince that if he must have me again; ‘do not haunt me thus’, for I have long suffered in his hands.

SERVANT

You have no right to disobey the crown prince, madam. Be gratified that a lineal heir to the imperial throne desires you.

YOU

Are you not a woman? It is no compliment.

SERVANT

Get up and I will prepare you a bath.

YOU

I am unwell.

SERVANT

Then, must I give you anodynes?

YOU

None of the medicines can help me better than the one my mother used to give me as a child.

SERVANT

(sighing) What is that you need? Be haste.

YOU

An herb—the berries of belladonna.

SERVANT

(clueless) Goodness, you nuisance! Stay here and I will order a manservant to get some of that herb you speak of.

Exit SERVANT

YOU

Let it be my peace.

Exeunt

SCENE IV. In a bedroom. Night time.

Enter CROWN PRINCE FIONN who immediately looks for you in your bed. You stay there sitting with your arms around your knees, staring at an empty space as if you had gone insane.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

Did you long for me while I was gone?

YOU

(moving away) Move not an inch closer!

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

I own every inch of you. Be silent!

YOU

Wh-Why do you do this?

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

Need I state the obvious? You have bewitched me.

YOU

(backing away, frightened) You can have any woman in Athain.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

They are no better than you.

(pushes you backwards) Let me have my way.

YOU

S-Stop!

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

You dare reject a crown prince? Or shall I force that drug into you again?

YOU

(crying) Y-You w-will not have me the second time! E-Enough!

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

Says who? I will sleep with you from morn to eve as I wish.

The crown prince starts unbuttoning his tunic while you sneak under the pillow and reach for the berries. You swallow a handful before the prince manages to swat them away from your hand, forcing you to spit it out as his eyes widen in horror. The berries, as only a few nobles in Athain know, are dangerously fatal.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN (CONTD)

Y-You—! Why did you poison yourself?!

YOU

(in despair) To be f-free from you—

A cacophony of screams and clashing of swords distract you two from the scene until the door swings open to reveal an angered husband whose first move is to draw out his bloody sword against your molester. Outside the door is a brutal image of knights and servants with decapitated heads and limbs. The crown prince stands speechless at the macabre sight brought about by the duke’s ruthless massacre and he backs away as the enraged man comes closer to him.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

You… You have the skill to kill my men?

Enter DUKE RINTAROU, his cheek and armor are stained with blood.

DUKE RINTAROU

You are next.

YOU

(slowly, weakened) M-My h-husband.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

(looks around for a sword)

DUKE RINTAROU

You have wronged and assaulted my wife and for that, you will pay.

CROWN PRINCE FIONN

(backing against the wall) I dare you to swing your sword at me. There will be war.

DUKE RINTAROU

THEN, LET THERE BE WAR!

The duke charges after the crown prince and unsparingly swings his sword at him. Blood splatters onto his cheek as he continues to attack the blond Athainean prince with violent stabs, piercing his heart, and slashing his body with the sword again and again until the slaughtered prince falls onto the floor. Rintarou’s hands are shaking from series of murders he has committed in one night, yet the woman he desires to save has gone paralyzed in bed. All too late to be saved.

Enter CROWN PRINCE OSAMU and his IMPERIAL KNIGHTS

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

Rintarou, your wife!

The duke wakes up from his senses and drops his sword, taking you in his arms and feeling an overwhelming sense of despair.

DUKE RINTAROU

(cupping your cheeks) My wife, my love—I am here now. Wh-What is the matter? Why do you keep still? What is this? Poison?

(calling to the knights who are looking at him pitifully) Call an apothecary for me! Be haste! Find me an antidote!

(turning to you) I will take you home. I-I will care for you. I will cherish you. I will treat you better than a queen. P-Please, speak to me. I know you cannot forgive me for I have failed you, but I will spend the r-rest of my life serving you—

YOU

(blood gushing out of your mouth) Do you… do you believe me now, Rin…?

DUKE RINTAROU

(breaking down) I d-do believe you. I do believe everything. Stay with me! W-We have a lifetime to spend together.

YOU

Spend it not with me… but with your true love.

DUKE RINTAROU

B-But you are my true love! My only love. My wife, s-stay. We can get this poison out of you.

YOU

(weakly, lips quivering) No… Duke, let it be my peace.

DUKE RINTAROU

Peace? My wife…

YOU

(tears streaming down your cheek) Death, that is. In the brief time we have spent together… I have felt your love. I have had a husband who gave his heart to me… A kind husband who married to s-save my grace, and listened t-to my despair. A h-husband who gave m-me comfort.

H-However, in this lifetime I am fated to s-suffer. I am n-not fated with you, but even so, I wish… to die… in your arms, Rin. Y-You will always be my love, and death will be my peace.

DUKE RINTAROU

(eyes widening) M-My wife—

You become limp in his arms as your soul departs from your body. A faint tear leaves your eye while your husband holds you in his arms, frozen and immobile. His heart falls to his stomach as he embraces your lifeless body.

DUKE RINTAROU

NO! NOOO! Do not say so, my love! Say not so. Alack, call my name one more time, p-please… my wife. Open y-your eyes!

The duke sheds tears and laments for the loss of his wife, hugging your lifeless body closer as if he can bring you back to life. He screams his heart out and touches your cheek, bringing his lips to your forehead.

DUKE RINTAROU (CONT’D)

I-I thought I can never find love, but b-because of you, I have lived that joy of being with someone I cherish so much. Someone that made me realize h-how true love feels like. You are the other half of me. You are the world that I live by.

My wife, m-my heart is breaking. Yet break it all over again for I am yours and forever will be. We will not be departed as your soul is connected to mine.

(pressing his forehead against yours) Here, I hold you in my arms as a husband who could not save his wife, granting you everlasting rest and happiness away from this world. Take my embrace, take my kiss, take my love, and all of my heart and soul.

Grieving silence stretches across the room, with no other noise to be heard except the duke’s muffled sobs.

CROWN PRINCE OSAMU

(kneeling) Rin, I cry with you.

KNIGHTS

(all kneeling out of respect for the duke and his dead wife)

Exeunt

SCENE V. At the dungeon.

Enter DUCHESS HERA and LADY CI’AN who are both imprisoned at their respective cells without having seen sunlight in a fortnight. Both women are ill at ease and agitated after a maid leaves them with very little news about the outside world.

DUCHESS HERA

What does that lowly maid mean that Faren has officially declared war against Athain?

LADY CI’AN

How else shall we know when we are kept like animals in this dungeon? Has our husband not returned to the estate yet?

DUCHESS HERA

This is your fault! I will tell Rintarou that this was all your idea.

LADY CI’AN

You deceptive wench! You are the spiteful wife between us both!

Enter DUKE RINTAROU

DUCHESS HERA

(getting up) My husband, you have come!

LADY CI’AN

How now, we have waited for you!

The duke draws out his sword and stares at his two wives with sunken, lifeless eyes. He is torpid and as pale as the moon with no other emotions to show.

DUCHESS HERA

(in fright) Rintarou, wh-what are you doing? Speak to us.

DUKE RINTAROU

(sniggering, unhinged from the shock of bereavement) Did you know? The both of you got what you wish’d for.

LADY CI’AN

P-Put down your sword, dear husband. What wish do you speak of?

DUKE RINTAROU

(pointing his sword at Ci’an) The only woman I can ever love. Can you guess what fate has befallen her?

DUCHESS HERA

Rintarou… Be calm. Your mind is not sound. Let us talk in peace.

DUKE RINTAROU

(laughing) Peace? She died in my arms; I carried her dead body all the way to Faren to give her a proper burial. But you? I will simply dispose of your body out the river. Let you rot in hell!

LADY CI’AN

My husband, I cry your mercy… We are not to blame over Lady Y/N’s unfortunate death. It is never in my desire to see her perishing.

DUCHESS HERA

Rintarou, this is all Ci’an’s plans! I only did what was ask’d of me!

LADY CI’AN

What? Those are false—

The duke unsheathes his sword and silences his two wives with the threat of being slain by their own husband.

DUKE RINTAROU

You choose deception even at the brink of your death. Living with you two is a punishment in itself, is it not?

DUCHESS HERA

(on her knees, eyes brimming with tears) I beg you… I will be a better wife. I will not spite you for having a third wife. We can start again.

DUKE RINTAROU

Start again, you say? I will not give you that satisfaction. I have something else to offer in exchange for the love you have plagued me.

LADY CI’AN

(in tears) Duke, I am at your mercy, please spare my life. I have a child.

The duke stands before his two wives, asserting fear and dominance as he holds his sword high. They cry at his feet and beg for mercy, however, the man begins to release a scornful laugh.

DUKE RINTAROU

Look up. Eyes on me. Do you fear death?

The wives tremble, yet no word has escaped their mouths..

I fear it not, for living with you both is more miserable. I would not let myself suffer a lifetime with wives who are liars. So keep your eyes on me. Keep this image with you forever as I reunite with my true love, far away from the spiteful ladies of this household.

DUCHESS HERA

RIN—!

LADY CI’AN

N-NO!

The duke slits his throat and chokes on his own blood as his two screeching wives are forced to watch in horror how he chooses to die a gruesome death. He falls on his knees and subsequently has his pool of blood all over the concrete floor. The duchess becomes deranged at the sight of her deceased husband while the other lady faints from the traumatizing act.

There, at the caliginous dungeon, is how the law that permits pologyny ends in the Empire of Faren.

EPILOGUE.

After three months, the bloody war between Athain and Faren has finally come to an end. Faren conquered Athain and usurped the tyrant emperor from his throne. As two empires became one powerful nation, the seated rulers, Emperor Atsumu and the Empress dowager, declared the end of injustice, cruelty, and oppression at the hands of the former emperor of Athain. Peace and prosperity will bless the citizens as no warfare shall continue henceforth.

In honor of the late Duke Rintarou and his wife, the laws of marriage have been amended and it is hereby decreed that only one marriage between a husband and a wife shall be granted in Faren and all its land.

Duchess Hera and Lady Ci’an have been stripped off their titles as nobles and are isolated from society in a dungeon where they will spend the rest of their lives being reminded of their husband’s death.

the end.

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Worldbuilding

Hey everybody! A little over a week ago, I promised a worldbuilding post, and here it is. I'm probably going to seperate certain information under different headers. So. Here we go.

The Pantheon

The Pantheon consists of eight gods, the holy number of Reian. These gods are:

Azral, god of justice, death, and power. King of the gods.

Ulla, his wife. Goddess of life, forgiveness, and mercy. Queen of the gods.

Kove, their firstborn, god of warfare and ambition

Kotia, their secondborn, goddess of the harvest and luck

Hayla, their thirdborn goddess of travel and wealth

Isona their fourthborn, goddess of balance, harmony and the moon

Yel, their fifthborn, god of the sun, passion and bravery

Firrol, their sixthborn, god of magic and vengeance

The Champion

The gods, it is said, love all of their children, from the wealthiest king to the poorest beggar. But there is one they smiled upon most of all, a human so blessed, he won their hearts completely. The man's name was Ysrian Amars, a young warlord of Clan Amars. Ysrian was charming, clever, and comely. Kind but not weak, brave but not foolish, and confident but not arrogant. He gained the attention of the gods in his boyhood. Fascinated by him, they could not help but adore their most favored child.

Though they had never meddled in mortal affairs before, content with their seat in the heavens, they revealed themselves to Ysrian and each granted him a blessing. With these blessings, Ysrian carved a kingdom for himself which he would dub Reian. And, grateful for their gifts, he spread the word of the Pantheon across the continent.

Revered as both a political figure and religious leader, Ysrian remains a legend nearly five centuries later. He is so adored that many nobles -- and even a few daring commoners -- will give their children the suffix 'ys' in an attempt to curry favor with the gods.

Dates

Reian's dating system goes by BEP (Before the Establishment of the Pantheon) and AEP (After the Establishment of the Pantheon). As of the current timeline in Blood and Runes, the year is 473 AEP. Each year is tracked by the summer and winter solstice, which totals to a year in real life, but the calendar of Reian consists of only eight months total, as eight is the kingdom's holy number.

These are the birth dates of several important characters:

The MC -- 450 AEP

Aariz -- 452 AEP

Dalia -- 448 AEP

Adys -- 451 AEP

Ralys -- 453 AEP

Zara -- 452 AEP

Idar -- 442 AEP

Tamys -- 438 AEP

Blood Summer

One of the most notorius events in Reian's history occured one hundred and twenty-seven years ago, in 346 AEP. Reian has been suffering through a terrible famine. It was customary for the King's Order to merely snatch up children and take them to the Sanctuary, where they were to be raised as future mages. The success rate for the trials, especially for those with no heritage of mages before them, was (and remains)... low.

One night, after a particularly ruthless round-up of their youth, the people, starving and furious, took to the streets. They marched upon the Sanctuary like a mob, and the king at the time, Remys VI, was unable, and unwilling, to stop them. All across the region, peasants amassed to save their children. They climbed up the plateau of the Sanctuary, screaming bloody vengeance. Sure the gods were smiling upon them, they continue to advance, not heeding the Order's warnings.

And the mages slaughtered them.

They might have had the strength in numbers, but the King's Order had magic. It was a massacre of the likes of which Reian had never seen before and has never seen since. It is said that thousands upon thousands of corpses lined the plateau and the ground beneath, and that the air smelled of rotting flesh for days and even weeks after.

The entire encounter less than a week, but it became known Blood Summer for the sheer death toll, as well as the fallout. In a swift movement, the King's Order broke the backs of the peasantry and solidified their hatred. But no matter how much they are despised, no one has dared to raise a hand to them since.

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little-diable · 3 years ago

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Across All Seven Seas - Part One

Here we fucking go. Please for the love of me, if you enjoy reading this, like and reblog - leave some feedback. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: The reader is sentenced to death, her executor has grown to like the woman he fucks in the depth of the night. What will happen when she reveals her motive for killing her husband, will Jasper still drag her out to the place of her execution or will he help her make it out of the dungeon?

Chapter Warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, gagging, mentions death and murder, mentions executions

Written in (y/n)'s pov if not stated otherwise

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header by @hidingsikki

His hips snapped against her behind, hands holding onto her waist, keeping the panting woman balanced on her feet. (Y/n) had her fingers wrapped around the metallic bars, savouring the cool touch as he kept on burying his cock inside her cunt. Darkness engulfed them, gave them some kind of privacy, desperate to get their fill.

“Such a tight cunt, it’s a shame that I have to kill you,” his accent was heavy, but she couldn’t pinpoint it, not daring to question the executor. Calloused fingers buried themselves in her flesh, pushing her muddy dress higher up her body, staring down on her as he felt his release nearing. Her body was littered with marks, bruises his rough fingers have left behind, wounds from her husband's beating or from her clumsy self tumbling down the stairs.

(Y/n) kept silent, knowing that they weren’t the only ones down there, the dark dungeon she had been forced to call her home for the past days, perhaps even weeks. Her heart raced, mind blurring thoughts together as she lost her grip on the now. For weeks they had been going at it, fucking whenever they felt safe enough to give into their desires, the unholy things she’d pay for, disappointing the almighty father above.

“Jasper,” his name fell from her lips, eyes rolling into the back of her head, gasping as his hand met her behind, “Didn’t I tell you not to say my name? Do you want them to tell on us?”

His hand moved up her spine, finding its way to her burning cheeks. (Y/n) had to swallow down her gag reflex as he pressed his fingers down on her tongue. His cock was hitting just the right places, making her toes curl, wanting to scream out whatever she was feeling at that very moment.

The moldy smell of her cell wrapped itself around them like a piece of fabric, stroking along their exposed limbs, the fingers that tightly clamped down on what they could find. She wanted to turn her head towards him, to get lost in his eyes.

Late at night when the dungeon was silent, when the warders kept making their rounds, and the only thing that could be heard was the walking past horses and drunkards outside the dungeon walls, she tried to imagine what he was looking like. Not once had she seen all of his face before. His accent told her that he wasn’t from here, that much (y/n) was certain of, probably a man from the mainland that had found his way to the island for food and money.

“Shut your mouth, girl.” Another moan had dared to roll off her tongue, filling the cold dungeon once again. (Y/n) squeezed her eyes shut, biting down on her lip as she felt her cunt fluttering, walls clamping down on his cock, savouring those last few moments before he’d let go of her, “Oh god.”

“God won’t help you now,” he came inside of her, letting his cum spill into her tightness, the heat that greedily accepted every drop of his release. He let go of her before she could tumble over the edge, leaving her with a buzzing body and eyes widening in surprise. She could see his hands pulling his leather trousers up his legs, wiping them clean on the fabric before he wordlessly stepped out of her cell. The sound of him locking it close echoed through the halls.

“Tomorrow night,” he sat down on the wooden pedestal vis-a-vis her cell, the moonlight was falling into the dungeon, illuminating some parts of his body, though keeping his features hidden from her, “I will come get you, it won’t take much time, I’ll do a quick job.”

Tears glistened in her eyes as she sunk to the ground. (Y/n) wasn’t oblivious, had known that it wouldn’t take much longer till they’d force her to take her final breaths. But knowing that her life would end when tomorrow’s moon would bid the day goodbye, left her insides churning, throat burning from the sobs she held back.

“Tell me, why did you do it?” She wasn’t sure why he was still around, he had never spent any more time with her after getting his fill. Jasper wasn’t quite sure why those words had left him, but leaving her just now seemed wrong, even to him. “He wanted to kill our daughter. I had never cared about him touching me, but,” the words hung in the air, mind thinking back to her husband’s bloody corpse, the body that had tumbled to the ground after she had rammed her knife into his chest.

(Y/n) could still feel the blood clinging to her hands, the scream that had rumbled through her, eyes meeting the ones of her daughter. She had been forced to act fast, screaming at the young girl to run, to find her way to the neighbours she would spend time with whenever her parents were away. (Y/n)’s husband had been a noble man in the king’s name, it wouldn’t take much time till they’d notice his disappearance and the blood that was sticking to their wooden flooring would tell them everything they needed to know.

“Why would he want to do such a thing?” The sound of the man filling a wooden cup with what (y/n) assumed to be wine, distracted her from the silence that clung to her like thick blood. “He was sick, father Roy told me that it had been the devil's fault, he had pushed him into his trap, he had been growing greedy, for money and power.”

It took Jasper a while to reply, he had known her husband, had spoken a few fleeting words to him as he was bringing prisoners down to the dungeon. He didn’t tell her anything about the disgust that had flooded through him whenever he’d cross paths with her husband, the man had been known for being a sick bastard, raping maids and henchmen, filling his belly with the king's finest foods.

“Where is your daughter now?” The first sob of the night clawed through her like a bear ripping open its prey. She had to catch her trembling frame before she would fall to the ground, pain was stretching itself through her limbs, pain she had no words to describe it with, “I don’t know.”

Whenever she’d speak to the almighty father, (y/n) would beg him to hold a helping hand out to her daughter, “Why haven’t you asked me to help you?”

He was used to the begging of his prisoners, hoping that he would help them out of their misery, too young and fearful to die at the hands of a stranger. Most of the time Jasper would silence them with the raise of his hand, knowing that there was no way out for them, but something about her was different, something about her intrigued the man.

“Would you help me?”

Her tired voice shot through him like a bullet, exploding in his chest with a question he hadn’t expected her to ask. Another woman would find herself on the ground with his handprint on her cheek, but he didn’t move, letting his eyes wander over her features. Jasper couldn’t explain why he was thinking about helping her, perhaps because he wanted to rip himself free from this life, perhaps because her cunt was tighter than all the others, perhaps because this life had made him honourless.

“Where would we go?” (Y/n) could tell that he was debating her questions, pondering over the words he’d speak in the following moments, “You would never see your daughter again, we won’t be able to come back, they will look for us.”

The heaviness of their situation weighed them down, but the small smile that tugged on her lips made Jasper chuckle, hands running through his golden hairs. He had executed numerous people before, rich or poor, they were all sinners, murderers, thieves, but he couldn’t see any bad thoughts lingering in her heart, at least not when it came to the murder of her husband.

“Tomorrow evening, before I have to drag you out there, I will come for you. Prepare to run.”

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flowerboye · 2 years ago

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scream VI (2023) headers

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#scream headers #scream #scream 6 #scream vi #jenna ortega #jenna ortega headers #tara carpenter #ghostface #sam carter #mindy meeks martin #twitter headers #headers #twitter layouts #film headers #movies headers #films headers #movie headers #layout

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comebacknow · 3 years ago

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survey of 100 films

Survey 100- 116 films

SUPPOSEDLY if you’ve seen over 70 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you’ve seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list and paste this on your Tumblr. Then, put x’s next to the films you’ve seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click post at the bottom…

(x) A Cinderella Story

() Another Cinderella Story

(x) Step Up

(x) Step Up 2

(x) High School Musical

(x) High School Musical 2

(x) High School Musical 3

() Hannah Montana Movie

() Enchanted

() Sydney White

Total: 6

(x) She’s The Man

() Licensed to Wed

(x) The Break-Up

(x) 13 going on 30

(x) 27 Dresses

() P.S I Love You

() Made of Honor

() What Happens in Vegas

(x) Get Smart

(x) The Princess Bride

Total: 6

() Camp Rock

() Wild Child

(x) Ella Enchanted

(x) The Princess Diaries

() The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement

(x) 50 First Dates

(x) The Lizzie McGuire Movie

( ) Hotel For Dogs

(x) Just Married

(x) Freaky Friday

Total: 6

() The Hot Chick

() Sleepover

() Confessions Of a Shopaholic

(x) Twilight

() Nancy Drew

(x) The Devil Wears Prada

() No Reservations

() Perfect Man

() Australia

(x) Never Been Kissed

Total: 3

Comedy/Humour:

(x) Yes Man

() Bedtime Stories

() The Pink Panther

( ) The Pink Panther 2

() Marley & Me

(x) Cheetah Girls

() Cheetah Girls 2

() Bratz

(x) Haunted Mansion

() Paul Blart Mall Cop

Total: 3

(x) The 40-Year-Old Virgin

() Night at the Museum

() Night at the Museum 2

() Evan Almighty

(x) Bruce Almighty

(x) White Chicks

(x) Neverending Story

( ) Meet the Spartans

(x) Meet the Parents

(x) Meet the Fockers

Total: 6

(x) Scream

(x) Scream 2

(x) Scream 3

(x) Scary Movie

(x) Scary Movie 2

() Scary Movie 3

() Scary Movie 4

(x) American Pie

(x) American Pie 2

(x) American Pie Band Camp

Total: 8

Adventures:

(x) Harry Potter 1: The Philosopher’s Stone

(x) Harry Potter 2: The Chamber of Secrets

(x) Harry Potter 3: Prisoner of Azkaban

(x) Harry Potter 4: Goblet of Fire

(x) Harry Potter 5: Order of the Phoenix

(x) Harry Potter 6: Half-Blood Prince

(x) Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring

(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers

(x) Lord of the Rings: Return Of the King

(x) Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe

() Chronicles Of Narnia: Prince Caspian

Total: 10

() Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark

() Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom

() Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade

() Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull

(x) The Mummy

(x) The Mummy 2

() The Mummy 3

(x) Journey to the Center of Earth

( ) City of Ember

(x) Finding Neverland

Total: 4

(x) Pirates of the Caribbean

(x) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man’s Chest

() Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World’s End

(x) X-Men

(x) X-2

(x) X-3

(x) Spider-Man

(x) Spider-Man 2

() Spider Man 3

(x) King Kong

Total: 8

( ) Hellboy

(x) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace

(x) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones

(x) Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith

(x) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope

(x) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back

(x) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi

( ) Underdog

(x) A Series Of Unfortunate Events

(x) Batman: The Dark Knight

Total: 8

Action/Thriller:

(x) The Matrix

() The Matrix Reloaded

() The Matrix Revolution

() Terminator

( ) Terminator 2

() Terminator 3

(x) Ocean’s Eleven

() Ocean’s Twelve

(x) Ocean’s Thirteen

(x) Casino Royale 007

Total: 4

(x) Bourne Identity

(x) Bourne Supremacy

(x) Underworld

(x) Butterfly Effect

( ) Death Note

( ) Death Note 2

( ) Death Note 3: Change the world

() Resident Evil 1

( ) Resident Evil 2

(x) I, Robot

Total: 5

(x) Rush Hour

() Rush Hour 2

( ) Rush Hour 3

() Mission Impossible 1

() Mission Impossible 2

() Mission Impossible 3

(x) I Am Legend

( ) Predator I

( ) Predator II

(x) Signs

Total: 3

Horror:

(x) Saw

() Saw II

() Saw III

() Saw IV

() Saw V

(x) The Grinch

(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre

(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning

(x) The Ring

() The Ring 2

Total: 5

(x) Final Destination

(x) Final Destination 2

(x) Final Destination 3

() Ghost Ship

() From Hell

(x) Child’s Play

( ) Seed of Chucky

( ) Bride of Chucky

() Gothika

(x) Nightmare on Elm Street

Total: 5

(x) The Grudge

(x) The Grudge 2

( ) The Haunted Apartment

( ) Siren

() Silent Hill

() The Mask

() Son Of The Mask

( ) Alone

() Omen

(x) House Of Wax

Total: 3

() The Eye

() The Eye 2

( ) Shutter

( ) When a Stranger calls

() The Fog

() The Orphanage

( ) The Skulls

(x) Cruel Intentions

() Cruel Intentions 2

( ) House of 1000 Corpses

Total: 1

Cartoons:

(x) Lilo & Stitch

(x) Ice Age

(x) Ice Age 2: The Meltdown

(x) Madagascar

() Madagascar 2

() Kung Fu Panda

(x) Bolt

(x) Wall-E

(x) Monsters Inc

(x) Shark Tale

Total: 8

(x) Shrek

(x) Shrek 2

() Shrek 3

(x) Finding Nemo

(x) ET

(x) Cars

(x) Ratatouille

(x) Toy Story

(x) Toy Story 2

(x) The Incredibles

Total: 9

Inspirational:

() Little Miss Sunshine

() I Am Sam

(x) The Day After Tomorrow

() Coach Carter

( ) The Last Dance

(x) To Kill A Mockingbird

( ) Conrack

( ) Midnight Sun

() Little Black Book

() Hotel Rwanda

Total: 2

Classics:

(x) Ten Things I Hate About You

(x) Titanic

(x) Romeo & Juliet

() Frankenstein

() A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Total: 3

#116 #huh #film survey

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