#thats like hes the executioner

[wildlyfreemoon]

holy fuck s9 ep 1 of twd and they just hung a mf

[aroacettorney]

[dennisboobs]

god hole is a fundamental dennis scene but not because of the way everyone else uses it

[kenonade]

Tags by @ishalf

Its insane to me how incapable Light is at Acting Normal. Like we all clown on him for not jerking off to porn mags but like. The way L will get inches away from his face and he DOESNT REACT. You're sitting ramrod stright next to some dude in your space PUNCH HIM BACK UP ANY NORMAL HUMAN INSTINCT. He's SO obsessed with not appearing suspicious that he digs himself a deeper fucking hole by being a FREAK. Any NORMAL person would have gotten tired of Ls shit and had a breakdown. They would have left LONG before the Yotsuba arc it does not matter if you're actually innocent or not. The closest he ever gets to being Normal is when he has amnesia and refuses to manipulate Misa. Outside of that he's still so stupidly insistent on proving his innocence to his detriment that I'm convinced he was always just Like That

[confetti-critter]

The thing about dale is that he enjoys killing "pest" animals, has maybe killed pets (intentionally or otherwise), and he's shown an interest in killing people multiple times in the series. His saving grace is that he's so horribly incompetent and pathetic.

[hollow-vok]

I finished Innocent Rouge yesterday and it might sound weird but I have been thinking of a SolyaMarek fanfic idea related to this,

Their roles: Solya comes from a family of executioners and Marek is a prince.

Kind of like a summary of the story:

Since Solya was a child, something has grown inside him, a feeling that he could not erase, that slowly ate away at him and grew stronger each time, that feeling was envy.

The envy that despite practically having the wealth of aristocrats, he could not call himself one of them. Just by being close to them they already despised, insulted and humiliated him, he could never accompany them or be respected, only feared and hated. This is why he decided that for the first time in his life he would put aside his family name and go to that masquerade ball at the palace, finally fulfilling his dream of being an aristocrat and would end up meeting the King's second son, Prince Marek who has publicly demonstrated his contempt for the executioners.

[lockedtowers]

‘would cassie have been better off if her family was in her life’ her dads the j/abberwock and the one who took her her conscious to physically kill her to unlock her powers its hard to say if she’s have the same level of trauma or worse trauma but she would have had a father who loved her. in his way. which is still kinda shit.

[lubrumalis]

konig headcanons! (realistic)

tw: nsfw

all of these are realistic hc! dont expect a normal konig

hes NOT a shy awkward pushover, just because he has social anxiety??? we can see through his voice lines hes a very cocky person and speaks rather agressively

“lets be honest, its better off in my hands.”

i hc that just because konig has social anxiety, he doesn’t express this through bring soft and shy, he expresses it through his bluntness

konig wanted to be a sniper but did not because he couldn’t stand still, has social anxiety, i hc he has some form of adhd

his very cocky and blunt shouting isn’t because hes mean, but he just doesnt wanna be seen as that bullied kid he once was

hes doesnt have horrible EQ, but the kind of guy to be incredibly unfiltered

also, this guy was literally assigned as a human battering ram, you think hes all soft and sweet???😅😅😅

no he won’t get angry or cry if his mask is taken off. just annoyed.

its not actually canon that konig is a colonel (correct me if im wrong, i couldnt find anything on the official wiki) but lets assume hes one anyway

even if he isnt, gets paid well. really well.

private military companies that deploy soldiers in areas of active conflict can pay up to hundreds of thousands for one soldier

considering konigs age (late 30s at least) and skills, probably 400-500k a year.

chose to join the military because he had an obsession with tanks and guns as a kid

a lot of hc’s say hes 6’10. i disagree, simply based off of chances and the fact thats wayyyy too tall for the military

but he was described as a mountain, so id say his height is around 6’5-6’8

very very intimidating. hes tall big and has the mask of an executioner in the 15th century. who wouldn’t be scared?

definitely will say some random german word in a situation where no one else there knows german. he doesn’t give a damn lol

hates americans (thinks theyre all obese, mannerless, and bad at geography)

brings up the most random topics. again i really think konig has adhd.

konig was not good at school and hated it, mainly due to the anxiety and how he couldn’t pay attention

also why he chose the path of a soldier

drinks lots of beer, high alcohol tolerance, this guys a true european.

loves austrian or german food. loves schnitzel and pies.

konigs breakfast is literally sausages, toast, eggs, and sometimes beer

BIG APPETITE. he could eat for 3 people.

a little insecure about his appearance, not confident in his looks :( also why he hid his face

but as he grew older he uses the mask for actual purposes of concealing his identity, he is a special ops soldier after all

kind of a cheapskate. he chose to hide his face with what, polyester? chose a piece of cloth over everything else.

has very conservative beliefs. not to the point where he hates abortion and votes far right, konig is just a little confused about some things certain liberals believe in

pretty political person lmao

not enough info to conclude whether or not konig was abused as a kid tbh

he was definitely miserable for a period in his life. hes in the military living a monotone life, barely any contact with others, and constantly living in fear he’d die

i dont think hes as traumatized as ghost tho🙂🙂

konig appreciates his dna and how it makes him big and tall, but sometimes gets incredibly annoyed at it

mainly because well, he got bullied for itas a kid

because he specializes in hostage rescue a lot of hostages (especially kids) are scared of him and refuse to leave the area with him

takes a lot of convincing 🥲🥲

has a lot of intrusive thoughts

cannot use social media properly

also texts like an old grandpa. uses 😂 and 🤣 unironically.

“Can we have burgers 🍔 tonight🌃?”

probably uses a blackberry or reallyyyyy old iphone

relationship hcs:

konigs voice actor (jim boeven) stated in a livestream that konigs wife would ideally be a mix between maria pedraza (actress) and rachael from blade runner (character from movie).

both are 170cm ish and brunettes

i can actually see that—konig is massive and he probably prefers someone on the tall side

first thing you did that led to your relationship with him? you tolerated him that is. listened to him ranting😃

i can see him with a civilian or someone whos in the military tbh

finds you pretty at first

enjoys bickering, he needs someone to simulate his mind

you know those stories where his s/o is 5’2, clingy, soft af, and neeeeeeeds konig? haha you won’t be getting that from me.

unlike ghost, who really takes his time to get to know someone and opens up slowly, scared to have his trust broken again

konig charges in like the human battering ram he is😁

if he has a feeling you’re trustworthy you are trustworthy.

horrible at flirting. he doesn’t know how to talk to women smoothly

needs someone equally as weird and funny

s/o needs to be someone with very firm boundaries and can stand their ground, i think konigs a really stubborn person, so for a healthy relationship to work, s/o can’t be the generic bimbo

konig wears the pants in the relationship

doesn’t let you pay. he has a enough money and believes men should always pay

(im sorry to break your delusions) konig does not strike to me as someone who likes a docile homebody. thats ghost (if you remove the word docile).

he doesn’t like extremely dominant partners either

imagine someone who is a listener, accepting yet blunt, shares his quirks, and has a very elegant feel to them

also someone very independent

also gonna get killed for this but konig would realistically not go for a girl in her early twenties. he prefers elegance and sophistication over being cute and jumpy

hates one night stands.

values relationships more than you think. he can come off as strong at first, but hes trying his best

ecstatic when you tell him you wanna learn german (hes not a good teacher)

doesn’t like play fighting, he thinks he’s gonna accidentally hurt you

admires you a lot. he knows hes not the best looking person and doesn’t understand the makeup skincare dress up thing.

isn’t paranoid, but definitely doesn’t say he has an s/o

if you ever get mad at him, konig will tighten all jars in the kitchen so you have to ask him for help :)

extremely unfiltered. he hates your cooking? he will say it. that dress looks better than the other? he will say it.

[whitlocklibrary]

Little Flower~

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

🃜 pairing : Felix × Female! Cajun Reader

🃜 fandom: twilight × reader

🃜 summary: Reader is a vampire who spent their immortal life hidden in the Bayou’s of Louisiana,but that all changes when a pixie like vampire drags her to Italy (no use of y/n)

🃜 Word Count: 3.1k

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

When Alice Cullen came to you for a favor you would’ve declined if you knew it would land you in the throne room of the Volturi. You had stayed under the radar for almost a hundred years. Before you were turned you lived in the upper class of New Orleans in the early 1900 hundreds. Your life was ordinary, your family was well off so you never went without. However that had changed one night when you were strolling through the French Quarter. A rogue vampire had moved into the New Orleans area, and you had become their next victim. As they were feeding from you, there were interrupted by a gaggle of drunk men stumbling into the alley. They had vanished just as quickly as they appeared. A crowd gathered around you as medics were called to the scene. You were put on a stretcher and quickly brought to the nearest hospital, where you succumbed to your injuries. Well that’s how it appeared to the humans,but to the supernatural you were changing. Since the vampire left so abruptly their venom moved through your blood stream. This caused your heart to stop and for you to appear dead. Your parents held a beautiful funeral for you and you were buried with the rest of your family in one of the beautiful cemeteries of New Orleans. Three days after your ‘death’ you awoke in your tomb covered in a beautiful pale blue dress that your mother chose for you. A burning sensation in the back of your throat brought you back to reality and you easily broke out of the tomb. And you descended on the first human that came into sight. Once you were done feeding you pulled back in shock as you realized what you had done and what you had become. You quickly fled the city and ended up deep in the Louisana Bayou.

And thats where you stayed for almost hundred years, you fed on the animals, and learned that you had the power to control nature. You could make vines appear out of nowhere along with flowers, trees or any other type of plant. You quickly became a legend along with the Honey Island Swamp monster. Humans spoke of a creature that appeared human with golden eyes, (h/c) (h/l) hair, and pale (s/c) that shimmered when the sunlight hit it. After hearing this you moved deeper into the bayou.Staying in the Bayou helped you stay under the Volturi’s radar as the legend slowly became forgotten. So when Alice drug you to Italy with her and Edwards little human you were quite surprised when you ended up in the same room as the Volturi Kings and their guards.

When you got to Volterra and found Edward. You were led there by Jane, who you know as half of the Witch Twins. Your little group had been flanked by two more members of the guard. One was a short blonde haired man who looked like he was carved out of stone, and when you had made eye contact with all he did was send you a wink. He must have been Demetri, the Casanova of the Volturi. And the other member was a mountain of a man he easily towered over you and the rest of your group. He had dark brown hair and a chiseled face. When you had looked at him it had left you feeling confused. You felt this unexplained pull to him,and at that moment the world felt like it was just the two of you. He had to be Felix the executioner of the Volturi. Even though you stayed in the Bayou you still knew of the Volturi and their power. A few months after you had been changed, another vampire stumbled upon you in the bayou. They had stuck around for a few weeks and thats how you learned of the Volturi.

Jane led you, Alice, Edward and Bella to the elevator. Felix slid the black gate away from the doors before him and Demetri stepped in first.

“Go on” Jane says. And you were the next one to enter the elevator quickly followed by Bella, Edward, Alice and finally Jane. You stood in front of the giant executioner but kept your gaze straight ahead after feeling his gaze on you. Out of the corner of your eye you could see Edward and Alice sharing looks occasionally glancing at you. You didn’t know what they were doing but you had a feeling it wasn’t anything good for you. And very shortly your feeling would be proven true.

Your group stops in front of two huge brown doors that Jane yanks open with ease. Your group is ushered into a domed shaped room with small windows high up near the curve of the roof and being the only source of sunlight. Pillars decorated the outline of the room. Up on a small platform of three steps were three men situated on three thrones. The floor was marble and everything in the room resembled the same cinnamon colour of the city, only slightly paler.

“Sister they send you out to get one but you bring back three…and half.Such a clever girl.” A voice came from a black haired male who took a few steps forward towards the Jane. He was Alec the other half of the famous Witch Twins, his power just as terrifying as Jane’s.

"What a happy surprise!" A man with black hair who stood from his throne in the middle smiled. "Bella is alive after all! I love happy endings, but they are so rare."

You looked around the room. Vampires dressed in assortments of grey's and blacks were at various sides of the room. Almost like a clock formation. The man with black hair walked straight towards Edward and took his hand in his. And thats when you realized that this was Aro, the king who could read every thought that passed through someones mind.

"They are so rare. Her blood appeals to you so much.. makes me thirsty." Aro said as he stared off momentarily distantly and muttered some Italian.

"How can you stand to be so close to her?" He then asked Edward.

"It's not without difficulty." Edward muttered.

"Yes, I can see that." Aro chuckled.

"Aro can read every thought I ever had with one touch." Edward said to Bella.

"And now you know everything." He then directs to Aro claiming his hand back.

"So get on with it." He then demands. A sinister smile that sent a shiver down your spine appeared on Aro's face.

"You are quite the soul reader yourself.

Though you cannot read Bella's thoughts.

Fascinating." He says, lowly before taking a step back. He glanced upon Bella who was sandwiched between Edward and Alice.

"I would love to see, if you are an exception to my gifts as well." Aro said with a tender smile, though it offered anything but tenderness, that resulted in Bella cuddling closer to Edward.

"Would you do me the honour?" Aro then requested, holding his hand out.

Hesitantly glancing between his eyes and hand Bella slowly stepped forwards and placed her thin warm hands in Aro's own bigger and colder ones. Once he has a hold of her hand Aro pulls her forwards slightly, eagerly glancing at it as he tries to see into her mind. Everyone else in the room, even yourself, were intrigued to hear the results. Shock riddles over the man's face as he looked up, uttering.

"Interesting." A clear enough indication to all of the curious minds that even his gifts couldn't penetrate her mind.

"I see nothing."

He took a careful step back, turning to face his co-leaders as Bella rejoined Edwards side.

He paced back towards the steps which led to the thrones before his voice chimes out once more.

"I wonder... Let us see if she is immune to all our power. Shall we, Jane." He sent a sinister smirk towards Jane.

You were getting ready to pull Bella back when Jane looked her way, but a hand on your shoulder stopped you. The touch sent a weird tingly feeling through your body. You looked behind you to see the owner of the hand. It was Felix who shook his head no, and then Edward is rushing forward.

"No."

"Pain." Jane muttered. At her words Edward suddenly stopped rushing forwards and instead started to convulse in an intense pain that didn't even allow him to scream out. His feet slowly lifted off the ground as his back arched. After a mere second under her pain, he collapsed to the floor.

"Stop! Please stop!" Bella begged, going to rush forwards but was stopped by Alec. Meanwhile Alice rushed towards Edward going by unstopped. Alice collapsed by him, her hands shakily hovering over his pain ridden body.

“Let us proceed Jane.” Jane’s attention moved from Edward was on the ground towards Bella who put on a brave front. After a few moments nothing happened and Bella stayed standing.

A cackling laugh and a hand clap breaks the eerie silence as we all looked at an amused Aro. "Remarkable. She confounds us all. So, what do we do with you now?" He questions thoughtfully.

"You already know what you are going to do.

Aro." The uninterested voice of the third man in the far rights chair spoke up. His face remained devoid of emotions, his hair, skin and eye the same as Aro's yet you could tell they were not related by blood. Marcus.

"She knows too much. She’s a liability ."

The blonde man’s voice chimes in from the right of Aro,Caius.

"Hmm, that's true... Felix." Aro says, his voice suddenly laced with pity. Upon the call of his name your shoulder is released . Alec spun Bella around to face Felix, who was now stalking towards her. As he neared her Edward flips her over his shoulder and he launches himself at Felix. The two are a whirlwind of flying limbs each of them holding their own against the other. You take a few step backs to avoid the fight when it nears you. There is a moment where Edward is able to push Felix away. In less than a second Edward is holding you in a headlock his arm pressing against your neck tightly.

“Move an inch closer and I’ll take her head off.”

Anger hot and red suddenly burns through Felix as he fixes a furious glare on Edward. A growl escapes his throat as he sees Edward tighten his grip. Your hands fly to the arm that Edward has on your throat and you claw at the arm trying to yank it off. You look at Alice for help but she just looks away. Edward tightens his grip more causing small cracks to form on your neck as he snarls at Felix.The ground beneath your feet begins to crack as spiked vines begin to shoot out the floor. They wrap around Edward tightly as more vines begin to shoot out of the floor. As the vines restrain Edward Felix yanks you out of Edwards arms and shoves you at Demetri who easily catches you. Felix grabs Edward by his shoulders before slamming down on the marble floor. A smirk forming on his face when a crack resonates through the throne room.

He pulls Edward back up before laying into him. And before long Felix’s hands are on either side of Edward’s face ready to decapitate him at Aro’s order.

“Kill me not him. Kill me.” Bella cries out as she moves forward. Aro holds up his hand to stop Felix, and he yanks Edward up keeping one hand on his throat.

“How extraordinary. You would give up your life for someone like us. A vampire. A soulless monster.” Aro comments as he steps closer to Bella.

“Just stay away from her.” Edward hisses which cause Felix to tighten his grip with a snarl. Looking in the direction of where you stood with Demetri catching sight of the crack along your neck. And his grip tightens more giving Edward matching cracks along his neck.

“You don’t know a thing about his soul.” Bella says with a wave of confidence to Aro through gritted teeth.

Aro then muttered some more Italian before saying to Edward. “This is a sadness. If only it was your intention to give her immortality”

Suddenly the room room is filled with an ominous atmosphere settled among them as Aro stalks towards Bella. Right before he could strike Alice called out.

“Wait Bella will be one of us. I’ve seen it. I’ll change her myself.” Alice approached Aro and placed her hand in his outstretched one. The second he takes her hand he’s drawn into a vision.

"Mesmerising. To see what you have seen.

Before it happened..." Aro says to Alice before approaching Bella and mutters about how excited he is to see what her newborn abilities will reveal.

"Go now. Make your preparations." Aro says signalling Felix to let Edward go. You move from Demetri’s side and go towards where the two Cullens stood.

“Aro.” The voice of Marcus rings out. Aro turns to his brother and races over to grab the outstretched hand.

“Except for our other vampire friend. They will be staying here.” His words stop you in your tracks and you turn towards them.

“Pardon me sir but why can’t I leave with da rest. I don’t believe I broke any laws other than being here.” You finally speak, your thick cajun accent filling the room.

“Because my dear you are the mate of our dear Felix.” Aro says as he gestures towards the executioner. And with those words everything begins to dawn on you. Alice begging you to come, her looks with Edward in the elevator, and Edward threatening to take your head off. You whirl around to where the two Cullens stood with Bella.

“Ya knew. Dat’s why ya brought me. Ya knew what wa’ gonna happen.” You snarl out in anger.

“Dat’s also why you tried to kill me. I’m the sacrifice. Ya’ll were gonna use me to save ya human pet because I’m da mate of one the guards.” As your anger begins to rise vines begin to creep up the pillars of the room.

“It was a back up plan-“ Edward begins but you let out a snarl and launch yourself at him. Before you make contact with Edward an arm is wrapped around your middle,and yanked backwards. You feel your back hit a hard body before a voice is heard.

“Calma il mio piccolo fiore.”

"Let's be done with this. Heidi will arrive any moment. Thank you for your visit." The apathetic voice of Marcus rings out.

"You'll return the favour and I'd advise you'd get it done quick. The Volturi don't offer second chances." Caius says watching as the three of them begin to follow Demetri out. And you’re kept against Felix’s chest as your anger slowly disappears along with the vines.

“My ‘polgies didn’t mean to lose control like dat.” You say as the vines completely disappear. Aro then suddenly appears before you as Felix keeps his hold on you.

“Would you do me the honor my dear.” He says as he holds his hand out and you put yours in his. Your entire life and thoughts flash through your mind as Aro looks at them.

“No need to apologize my dear I can see why you reacted the way you did. You stayed alone and isolated for so long. The only contact you had was when Carlisle passed through your home. And then Alice came to you for help only for them to betray you. And your gift will be a wonderful addition to us my dear.”

And those words sealed your fate. You were given a place among the Volturi and properly trained. You’ve been at the castle for a few months now, and your bond with Felix grew. Along with the growing friendship with Demetri and surprisingly the twins. The two looked up to you like an older sibling, so when the four were sent on a mission to Seattle you were lonely. You spent most of your free time in the garden, this is where you grew close with Marcus. He liked to take strolls through the gardens to see the flowers that his wife had once planted. Before you arrived the flowers withered away not long after they bloomed, and the garden would grow dull. The gardens had became your favorite place in the castle,and with your gift the gardens were restored to their former glory. The flowers that Didyme had planted flourishing once more, and Marcus was eternally grateful to you. The older vampire quickly became a father figure to you,so when he had the time he would keep you company within the gardens. Sometimes taking strolls with you or just reading a book.

Today was one of the days where you were completely alone in the gardens. The Elite Guard were expected to return that day so you decided to kill some time in the garden until Felix had returned. Your hands were planted in the grass as a new flower bush was growing in front of you, beautiful white roses beginning to bloom. A smile was on your face as the garden around you flourished, and it was a beautiful sight to Felix.

He had finally made it back from America,and you were the first thing on his mind. Of course he had to stop with the rest and give the kings their report. The Cullens had stopped the newborns, and Bella was still human. That information displeased Caius, but they were dismissed before Caius could explode in anger. Once he was dismissed he made a beeline to the gardens already knowing thats where you’d be. And a smile worked its way onto the executioner’s face at the sight of you.

“il mio piccolo fiore” He says as he steps into the gardens. At the sound of his voice your head snaps up and your smile grows.

“Mon Amour.” You say as you run into his open arms. You both let out a laugh as he lifts you and spins. You may have been angry at Alice in the beginning for lying to you. In that moment you were nothing but happy, going from a lonely vampire in the bayou to being cherished for eternity.

[psuedosugu]

thinking about suguru with a witch-hunted reader.

“she’s a witch, she has to be!”

“she’s unholy, impure.”

“that girl, she has the devil in her.”

-regular whispers you heard from the inhabitants of the remote village you lived in, their judgmental gazes piercing into you, as they sensed your cursed energy, as they sensed that something was wrong with you.

you learnt to stay indifferent to their words, or at least to look the part, but you would be lying if you said it didn’t get to you sometimes. you often dreamed of leaving for the city, but you had little money and life would be hard, perhaps one day, though.

perhaps their observations weren’t of zero substance, though. while it might not have been particularly demonic, there was something unnatural about you. since the age of 8, you had seen these……things….lurking in the corners and in the dark. they were horrifying, and they only grew more hideous as you grew older.

then, at about 14, you realize that you had this strange connection to the world, particularly the oxygen around you. as you learnt how to harness your powers, you were able to create wind with nothing but your hands, and as your power grew, you realized you could do so much more, condensing air enough to lift, slice, and squeeze items, it was beautiful, but dangerous. you couldn’t let anyone know about your abilities, you couldn’t prove them right.

you slipped up though, of course you did, you couldn’t keep this part of you locked away forever. they had their proof now, they had their warrant to lock you away, planning to burn you on the steak for all to see, for all to celebrate the death of the witch. they didn’t really think it would be that easy, did they?

you killed them, the day of your execution. you killed the executioners and the onlookers, leaving only few to run away. you looked around at the chaos you had created, dead bodies limped everywhere. you were alone, so what now? you grabbed your belongings, stole some money (the townspeople were dead, its not like they would miss it, anyways), and set off on a bus ride, determined to make yourself a life. this was a new beginning, you thought, you were leaving everything behind.

this proved to be harder than you thought, though. with the money you had pocketed, you were able to stay some cheap motel at first, so atleast you weren’t sleeping on the streets, but your money wouldn’t last forever. you resorted to bussing tables at an old diner. the pay wasn’t great though, and you found yourself feeling isolated. you had no one to help you here, you were foreign and alone.

the day you got kicked out of your motel room, you were sitting in a park, unsure what to do, when a strange man approached you. he was tall, with long hair half up, half down, and a strange aura to him. “are you [first-name] [last-name]?” he asked with a kind voice. you eyed the man with distrust, but nodded anyways.

“ah,” he said, “ive heard so much about you. i suppose i should introduce myself. im suguru geto.” he smiled. suguru had heard the hushed bickering of a curse user, one who wiped out a whole village in self defense. he found you intriguing, and a perfect addition to his cause, his mission to eradicate all non-sorcerers, or monkeys, as he called them. “…what do you mean, ‘you’ve heard about me?” you stammered out, eyes slightly widening. he ignored your question, instead asking “do you have a place to stay, miss [last-name]?” you shake your head no.

“well, you can come with me if you’d like. i have a place you can stay, with other curse users.” of course he didn’t tell you the fine print yet, he needed to rope you in first.

you messed around with the words ‘curse user’ in your mind. so thats what people like me were called? you also played around with the idea of trusting this man. he came out from nowhere, and his offer sounded too good to be true, but you couldn’t wave away the comforting feeling he radiated. he was like you, and things couldn’t get much worse than how they were now, you thought, so that settled it.

you went with the strange man, unsure of what would happen to you. little did you know, you would be getting sucked into a life-altering decision.

pt 2 is coming eventually guys dw!!

[fuckin-wilde]

Tw for police brutality, murder

One of my high school friends was murdered by our local cops last week. Ive seen absolutely nobody talking about it, and while im sure Bill would appreciate that, i definitely dont. That being said, im making this post for me and anyone else who has lost sleep over Bill's death, nobody else.

Bill was a uniquely wonderful man. If he'd just met you, he'd stick his hand out and say "Howdy, Bill Factor". He would do things for the fuck of it, or because nobody else would, just to laugh with his friends. He was one of two teenagers i knew who didnt think you had to be mean to be funny. He wore this amazingly tacky christmas suit (blazer and pants) for the holidays, which his sister wore to his funeral yesterday. He was barely 25, disabled, native, queer, and a legally ordained minister. He was the only guy i knew who could be in color guard through high school and then rush a frat in college. Truly if the world is ever going to get better, it takes a whole bunch of people like Bill.

Bill was murdered by two cops with less than 5 years of job experience between the two. Supposedly he was hiding on a strangers balcony before he fired a gun at the officers, but - and i know this is an old ass song - thats complete bullshit. He isnt here to explain what happened, he cant tell us what was going on that night, and i hate that how cops abuse this every time they kill someone.

Isaiah Lewis should have been able to tell his mom why he was doing edibles, get grounded like a normal kid, and graduate high school. Bill Factor should be here to tell his mom what he was doing in some karen's backyard. No parent or grandparent should be at their kids funeral. No one person should be allowed the position of judge, jury, and executioner - especially after only doing his job for a year or two.

If you made it through this long ass post and want to help, put pressure on Edmond PD. Let them know we havent forgotten Isaiah Lewis and we wont forget Bill Factor. Ask the city of Edmond and/or the state of Oklahoma for an external investigation this time. Leave a voicemail that just says their names.

And please do say his name.

Bill R Factor. 1999-2024

[thisdudedoesntexist]

So I had a dream about a helluva boss and danny phantom crossover with a little dc in it so keep scrolling if you just want dpxdc or don't like spectral owl (danny Fenton x Octavia goetia). Also for some context only Loona and Octavia know about danny being phantom and the ghost king. Its also incomplete cause I can't remember the rest, so feel free to add on.

Stolas (the wiki said 30's so he's 35): red

Danny 19: green

Octavia 18: purple

Please excuse any grammar or spelling errors

Stolas had be trying for MONTHS. Two whole-MONTHS to bring his daughter back. Everyone else was trying to distract him with placateions like a funeral and time to grieve. To tare him away from what he knows he saw!!

Stolace: "Oh Octavia, only 18 and just over a year into dating that Daniel Fenton, that normal boy was one of the best things to happen to her even if it earth and hell was a rather long distance relationship. He couldn't even speak at the funeral, he was just sitting there stiff as a corps staring as the closed casket (Satan, there wasn't even a body). If that dammed, and now dead executioner hadn't gotten so careless she would have never disappeared- JUST DISAPPEARED in that flash of green light!"

But no matter! He had been researching and researching for days and nights on end (my, Blitzo's attempts to make him sleep were tempting). He had-despite the protests of some of his family found a tome, one book on summoning himself the Ghost King's castle, more like Pariah dark's current location but thats irrelevant. If legends of his exploits and one of his advisors mastery of chronomancy are to be believed he could bring his daughter back.

He has it all set up and he will be doing soon, he just needs to wait for the sacrifice to arrive (an exorbitant amount of gold coins and a sword thats taken at least 100 lives).

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Danny has been having a great two months.

Ok so there was a bit of worry when he had to save his girlfriend from that rogue executioner angel by teleporting her to his castle (thank the ancients that Octavia and their friend situationship loona were so acceptingof that, you have no idea what being told by your parents that they were going to "Rip you apart molecule by molecule!" Does to a former fourteen year old. He still has a little panic attack when people ask him if he knows phantom.)

After explaining what happened and telling her about the "Non Ecto-material returnal laws" he's been working on with his advisors (ghost friends) he and Octavia have essentially been having an extended sleep over. Danny's been showing her around all the cool places in his castel like the garden of dangerous extinct plants, the throne room (An abrupt visit from the teen titans cause Trigon was about to appear on earth.), and the recreational center that was built after Danny discovered why pariah went mad.(That crown had been beaming him with the suffering screams of his subjects and he couldn't do anything about it). Speaking of the rec-center, he and his Moon (Octavia) had an appointment with the former tyrant where is she?

Danny: "Octavia! My moon where are you!"(He starts in a casual flight speed down the halls towards the guest room his girlfriendhad been staying in). "Via~" he says in the way he always does when he's being intentionally stupid. "Where are you my darling?" while his voice is sweet he's grinning like the experienced menace to society he is. "Its almost time to go annoy the old man!"

This earns him a blob ghost plushy to the face while Octavia "the smartest person in the world in Danny's opinion" chuckles at his mock-suffering.

Octavia: "Stop it you sound like my dad! Who would want to date such an nerdy guy?" (her, apparently) "And yes we should get going before Janice (Danny's secretary with an obsession with office management) starts eating her clipboard."

As they are walking down the hallways and corridors Octavia speaks "Don't you have that meeting with Constantine later?"

"Right, forgot about that." (The laughing magician had been checking up on him through bi-weekly attempts to "scam him into making choices that wouldn'tjust benefit ghosts.") "Should probably ask him to help set up a meeting between me and your dad so we can finally get you home next week."

"Thank Satan I can sit in my own bed again soon!"

"Huh?!" Danny says in a pretend offense that doesn't reach even his face. "Sick of me already? Have I not been a good host?" He wipes a phantom tear (get it?) from his eye. Earning a laugh from the other.

Honestly, what could go wrong today.

[c-u-c-koo-4-40k]

Got another Husbandry Rambling in the tank so here we go!

Due to some Awesome writing by the many talented authors in the husbandry space @kit-williams @sleepyfan-blog @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan @egrets-not-regrets @bleedingichorhearts and others I will also tag cause I'm shit at remembering them all without looking directly at my messages and following list.

I've got some head canons I'd like to offer up!

How are Space Marine's punished for crimes in Husbandry?

Now there seems to be a consensus that those who Kill humans are hunted and culled. That seems to be the standard. This is assuming the offending Astartes goes on the run as soon as the crime is committed. Or that the human killer Astarte(s) have some kind of base where the killing occurs that eventually gets raided.

But what about those who commit lesser crimes? Or those who are apprehended before they can go on the run? Or even ones that aren't feral, but commited their crimes while living amongst the allied bases and humans?

I think Astartes Do have a prosecution system, though probably not one that is perfectly defined.

I imagine for some groups, the Astartes would hold their own responsible. I could see Imperial Fists, Salamanders, Ultramarines and Blood Angels "taking care" of their own bad actors. And for those groups I'd like to believe they'd generally take the task seriously and not just brush off wrong doings.

Others, and I hate to say it's mostly the traitor and chaos legions, might let things they consider "lesser" slide. Like if a Nightlord maims an unbonded human I could see the others of his claw covering for him. So he doesn't get punished.

But of course neither of the above examples are Always accurate. Just examples to help get the picture. There are probably hypocrite loyalists and traitors that meat out proper punishment for offenses.

But I imagine if enough problems add up like with a certain [redacted], and it can't be ignored any longer, the offending Astartes could be captured and put on trial.

The trial would involve reps from different marines hearing out evidence and probably a jury vote to determine guilt. This would occur in situations where the offender isn't caught literally in the act...or the murder den that we've seen in other fics.

But what comes After is what I'm most interested in. Once a marine is determined to be guilty; whether in a trial or by literally being caught in the act, who is in charge of the punishment...or in some cases...the execution?

Some legions would be the ones to remove their own bad actors. It would be a matter of Pride for both them and a small amount of honor for the guilty.

We purge you from our ranks and in doing so make up for the wrongs you've committed.

But what if a Space Marines actions are considered too Vile, too Agregious for an honorable death?

Well...thats when the executioners get involved. And only One Legion truly fits this parameter.

The Night Lords.

They were the Empire's shock troopers, the most frightening of all Astartes to Ever encounter as a mortal.

If the Court feels an Astartes has fallen so far from grace he requires not punishment, not rehabilitation, not even an honorable death, but a painful combination of vengeance and execution....

You call the Nightlords.

You hand the guilty off to them, not just so they may be punished....but so they can be made an Example of.

It is a fate worst than death, reserved Only for the most vile actors of Astarte kind.

[verdantwyrm]

What do you think about this take who pops up on my dashboard https://www.tumblr.com/thinkingofausername/769292723644661760/i-seriously-need-the-mouthwashing-fandom-to-get?source=share

Honestly, they're right!

There was truly, absolutely nothing that Curly could have done that wouldn't have resulted in either direct consequences or collective punishment. All of Curly's thoughts, behaviour and his actions were as carefully thought out as he possibly could in the short 24 hours or so that he was made aware of Anya's pregnancy and Jimmy's involvement.

You need to remember that he had a whole crew to think of, Curly is not judgement, nor is he the executioner. His hands were absolutely tied and for one reason only: Because Pony Express does, did, and will not care.

They do not give a fuck. Plain and simple, and for all we know, Anya could have attempted to report Jimmy multiple different times now but because of how Pony Express generally treats its employees, what with the lack of medical equipment, such a short supply of food, the lack of locks, absolutely no back up for Daisuke or anything in place for him, a complete and utter total disregard for health snd safety, disciplinary action if you sleep in for too long and only allowing them barely 5 hours of rest, personal credits being docked for medical expenses, collective punishment for reporting to HR and to top it off, late fees taken directly out of their pay.

Pony Express has it explicitly like this so you cannot do anything. So people like Jimmy that manipulate the vulnerable can prey upon his co-workers and get away with it.

The ship needs two pilots, and Curly can barely bring himself to stand up against Jimmy do you really think he's going to beat him up or kill him? Half of the shit that Curly gets for his "inaction" should be directed towards Swansea, because even after admitting that its the end of the line, that theres nothing to be done, he does Nothing.

And when he eventually does something, he even fails to kill Jimmy. Somehow... ┐(´ー｀)┌

The situation on the Tulpar is not as straightforward as people would like, I understand its extremely cathartic to think of a situation where Jimmy gets what he deserves but it isn't realistic, and thats what this game is trying to say. Abusive corporations, exhausting capitalism, this environment breeds Abusers like Jimmy, and victims like Anya and Curly. There was nothing that could be done. Pony Express is what doomed them all, they're the catalyst.

Just like op said.

At some point you have to understand and accept the fact that certain scenarios are simply just cathartic fantasies which simply couldn't have happened. They were all doomed, right from the start. It wasn't just Jimmy's actions (Although it significantly influenced the outcome), and it sure as hell wasn't Curly's inaction. It was Pony Express.

[teatimebeliever]

Not well written, but the idea was too interesting to just not write it down. I will prolly write a fic on ao3 with better writing, this is just to put the idea out there so I dont forget about it. Just an enemies to lovers Azriel x oc or azriel x reader idea I had, with a lot of random background Idea I had on the character. Its angsty, and not the best meet cute but you know, I got the idea from a dream after I fell asleep listening to look what you made me, I did something bad, you should see me in a crown and therefore I am on loop. Good dream tbh. Anyway enjoy!

"What do you want from me, Shadowsinger?" She spat out, her hatred for his kind evident in her tone.

He tilts his head to the side again, his hazel eyes sparkling in the moonlight. He walked closer to her, his footsteps silent. "Nothing much, just curious as to why a young woman with no records of her existence is going out raiding, massacring and making so much chaos at illyrian camps?"

"They deserved it." She said quietly, but firmly. "If you're here for the women and their kids that are missing, they don't want to be found. They are safe, fed, comfortable and for the first time in their miserable lives, happy." She held her head high at the words.

"That did not answer my question. Why is a young girl such as yourself, carrying out such planned raids and missions? It can't possibly be to no end? What is your purpose?" He paused, giving her a moment to answer, but continued when she didn't. "You have caused quite the ruckus, you know? Become quite a threat." He said again, face still unreadable as he maintains the distance, knowing she could winnow away at any moment, in the cold and chilly mountains. It took months for him to track her once, he could not afford to lose her now.

"I will ask you again, Shadowsinger, what do you want?" She snarled.

"I am just trying to understand why you think a young girl like you is fit to be the judge, jury, and executioner. Justice is not something just anyone has the right to bestow." His words were veiled in amusement, as if all of her carefully plotted plans and raids were temper tantrums of a child, and not a movement in and of itself.

Her eyes glowed as her anger takes over and her magic her magic seeps out from her, uncontrolled and wild. The sheer strength of it had his amusement dying down into a look of wariness. "Do you want to know, Shadowsinger? You find it so amusing, don't you?"

He stares at her for a minute, a dark chuckle escaping his lips as he realized her weakness.

Her wrath.

"It seems I struck a cord. I do not find it amusing, but rather pitiful, you are so young, with so much anger inside you. What a waste."

She stepped closer, her magic thrumming in the ground, yet her words were quiet, filled with a kind of contempt that could only come from years of experience of things better left unheard, and unseen. "They took me from my mother by force, chopped off my wings, used me for their pleasure and left me there to die. An illyrian camp. And no one. Did. A thing." Her eyes were glaring right into Azriel's, her eyes full of all consuming wrath, as her words reminded him of another female he knew.

She laughed, but no humor was present in her voice as she continued. "No one even knew. You and your high lord lived blissfully unaware while my existence crumbled." She hissed at him, stopping just a few steps away.

"I was broken, thought I would never find myself again as I struggled in a lonely cabin I found abandoned in the woods. Felt as if everyday, I was still there, half-dead on the side of the road. Of course I knew living in the cabin was mercy compared to how they treated the women in those camps, like slaves. And thats when a girl came knocking at my door, an escapee from a camp. We decided soon after to create a safe space, for people like us. And the rest is history." She continued, eyes becoming damp at the memory, before shaking her head and smiling slightly, so sweetly. Azriel almost forgot that she had slaughtered a few dozen men a few hours ago.

He tried to reach out silently to catch her as she finally got to a distance where he knew he could grab her, so he could get more information out of her, about things she were clearly omitting, only to realise, that he couldn't move.

He looked up at her in horror as she continued smiling, almost as if it took her no effort restraining one of the strongest illyrians in history.

It didn't, Azriel realised.

"And so we trained. And I took so much pleasure in breaking the bones of men in illyrian camps as we raided them. Saved the women that wanted to leave, took them with us, back to our hideout, expanded it until it became a thriving community. We raided camps and bring people back, who can pick whatever they excel in and work in tandem. It is what I deserved when I had nothing. What they deserve." She smiled, pride shining in her eyes as she now dropped down to sit on a log in front of him, more interested in a white wildflower glowing in the moonlight instead of him.

"Say, Azriel, You're half illyrian, are you not?" She asked, her voice higher, lighter, mocking. "You trained in one of their camps, with your oh so righteous brothers, did you not?"

She did not wait for him to reply, knowing he couldn't. She made sure of it from her magic, taking away his ability to speak.

"You know it as well. Your brothers do too." Her voice was bitter as she plucked the flower. "And yet you choose to hide away in your pretty little city of starlight, ignoring the pain these women go through every day." She finally looked up at him, eyes shining with contempt. "You're just as bad as them." She hissed. "Why shouldn't I shred your wings like your people did to me? Speak, Shadowsinger, speak."

It took a moment for him to realise he could speak again.

Azriel was frustrated, he understood where she was coming from but he could feel his defensive nature for his family coming up. "Rhysand tries. He tries his best to do things for the girls there. There's new laws, there's change. It's happening but these things take time. We are nothing like them."

"You're illyrian, they're illyrian. You saw the suffering of the women there and chose to do nothing about it. You high lord may have put new rules in place, banning clipping of wings, and starting the training of girls. But you and I both know it still happens. All of you do." She shrugged, back to examining the flower. Her face was young still, and her body lithe, Azriel's heart felt a little heavy at the thought of her past, but the anger he felt at being this defenseless in front of a young fae overpowered that.

A dark growl escaped his lips as his jaw tensed, his voice was raspy when he finally continued. "We are trying our best to keep track of it, to eradicate such malpractices comple-"

He was cut off yet again, but this time her voice was louder.

"Well trying is not good enough!" She snapped. "You don't even know it when it happens. You're too busy going on fancy dinners with your inner circle. If you are so good at protecting illyrian women, where are my wings, Azriel?" She hissed as she looked into his eyes as if she was looking into his soul.

He froze at her question, his hazel eyes widening slightly. His jaw was still tense, and he tried to move his body again, failing to do so. He didn't say anything, choosing to remain silent. There was a hint of shame in his eyes as he looked away.

She scoffed as she looked away again as she dropped the flower and stood up again, dusting off her hands against each other.

"Thought so. Anyway," She cleared her throat, putting on a sickly sweet smile. "I am bored and tired of playing with you now. Scurry off, like the dog that you are and tell your high lord I said Hi. I am sure a very interesting gossip session awaits the inner circle tonight." She finished, the end of her sentence blended with yawn that had her stretching her taut muscles as she freed him from her magic and disappeared before he could even get used to the control he now had over his body again.

[simpfordemetri]

Felix Volturi Soft Alphabet

A - Affection (how do they show affection)

Felix was unsure of giving or receiving affection from you,everyone is small compared to him and the fact that you are human scare the shit out of him.

So literally baby steps,he knows how to be gentle but what if he accidentally hugs you to tight?

However he loves affection,he is all over cuddles,kisses,hugs and once you two overcome this insecuritie of him he will be all over you,lingerie touches and forehead kisses.

B - Balance (how do they balance you, work/school/life?)

He is the Volturi executioner so whenever there is a trial or a mission he has to be there,but i dont think the Volturi are busy ALWAYS 24/7,for me thats a bit of bullshit tbh.

He loves quality time and loves preparing dates for you,lazy days consist on you two talking abouy everything and anything .

C - Cuddles (do they enjoy cuddling? what positions?)

As i said,yes he does,he loves laying you on top of him as if he were a pillow,your personal vampire pillow.He doesnt really understand why you love so much having your head on his cheast as its hard but he lets you be.

D - Date (what was your first date?)

He loves taking you on dates,it could be any kind of dates,too fancy or a cute picnic.

Your first date were you two at night at the beach,you love the sea but because of the sun he cant go there until night,but to his surprise you were more than happy yo go at night.

E - Excited (how excited do they get when they see you/are with you?)

A big smile is draw on his face,he feels at home when he sees you and he wish you feel the same towards him,he wants to be with you 24/7,even if its doing nothing,for him its perfect just the fact that you are near him.

F - Fighting (what happens when you fight)

Hates fighting but at the same time i think he can be a bit stubborn,however he knows how intimidating he can be so he would never raise his voice at you,arguments are calm and he have the patient of a saint.If you screan at him he will just stay there listening until you are done ,his expression is serious and he hates when you do it because its honestly hurt him.

G - Gorgeous (pet names. what do they like to call you? what do they like to be called?)

He calls you by your name most of the time,he loves hearing your name and the way its rolls out of his tongue,however he knows how much humans likes pet names and he probably uses “love” too.

He doesnt mind if you have a pet name for him or not,but callim him “Fe” makes his dead heart beat.

H - Hi (first time meeting)

He were on a mission in America,the moment they were done and almost heading to Volterra he smelled your scent,running to drain you as your blood smelled too nice,just to look deeply into your eyes and everything “clicked” in his head.

I - Intimacy (how romantic they are)

He is but its not good at showing it you know?He is pretty awkward when it comes to romanticism,he is not used to it but wants to show you all the love he has to you.Its pretty amusing tho,he will be giving you a big bouquet of flowers but at the same time he is just handing you the flowers while looking at the floor feeling the most cringe person to exist.

J - Jealousy (do they get jealous? how do they react to you being jealous)

He is really jealous and is not shy about it,he is very vocal about how you are only his,the mere fact about you having friends its just hard to accept to him,his possesiveness showing in every action or word he says.

He can get pretty “snappy” when he is jealous and honestly you just have to deal with it.

K - Kisses (where do they like to kiss you/how often?)

Kissing you its his number one favorite activity,however your neck its his favorite place to kiss,he loves to leave tender kisses there and it doesnt necessarily lead to anything more.

He loves picking you up to kiss you,specially if you are smaller(which you are).His lips feeling so soft against yours and its just the perfect mix of emotions.

L - Love (when was the first time they said I love you or realized it?)

He knew it from the moment he realized he didnt want to drink your blood the moment he saw you,you were just a human but he wanted you alive,he wanted you by his side because he love you.

The first time he said it was by accident,you cracked up a dumb joke that made him laugh so hard that probably all Volterra heard it,just by how much fun he was having with you and how comfortable it was to be around you it accidentally slipped.

M - Moving in (when do you decide to move in together)

He took you with him,he gave you the option go if you wanted to,but you decided to stay with him so it was just perfect.

At first you did have your own room but it didnt take much to share room with him permanetly.

N - Newborn (their reaction to starting a family)

He is not too fond on kids and the idea of having a babie that could be easily crussed by him its not very entertaining.He does fantasize about having a family with you but that wont happen.

If he were also human he would totally 100% have a family,even a big one with you.

O - Open (how open you are with one another)

He doesnt talk much about his past because honestly he doesnt remember his human life,but he does share his private thoughts with you and expects you to do the same.

He is an open book to you,you are his mate and he doesnt have any secret keep to you.

If you dont open up to him its fine,but if something its really wrong and its clear that is bothering you he is not giving you the option to shut down,he needs to know.

P - Photos (what kind of photos you take of them/they take of you)

Dont understand technology because he doesnt know how to use a phone,i cant really see him taking photos of you with a phone,however he does have a camera and he hace plenty of pictures of you.

Does not like the idea of you having photos of him in your phone because if Aro finds out the anger of Aro will be direct to you and he does not want that.

Q - Quirks (what random habits do you have that they love or hate/vice versa)

He is fascinated by how your voice sound when you are excited about something,he already love the sound of your voice but hearing you so happy its really something else.

He really hates self jokes,dont joke about yourself,if you have to make a mean joke about someone please do it about Demetri,he will literally say that.

R - Recovery (how you help them after an injury/vice versa)

He can't get hurt,but i think vampires can get really tires mentally and he just need your cuddles,nothing more,he doesnt need a warm bath or anything,your warm against him its more than enough.

If you get hurt its really a different story,his eyes wide open looking at the injuries while screaming who the fuck did that.He will kill that person later that for sure but first he need to get you a doctor.

S - Solution (how they resolve fights)

If the calm talk he tried to have with you didnt work,he will wait until the night,but keep in mind that he will not let his mate go upset to bed,he will lay with you even if you try to push him away,once you are in his arms there is no scape.Smothered in love.

T- Touch (when they need/want your touch, what will they do? how often?)

Always,will feel his heart hurt if he does not at least have you around.He is not one for PDA but his arm is for sure on your back,guiding you if you two are walking.

In private he is all over you,its like he is touch starved,will literally beg for attention.

U - Up ( waking up with them)

He is always there when you wake up,morning kisses are a must with him and long hugs until you finally get in the shower.

He will have you some warm coffe by the time you are out of the shower and will wait for you to dress up.

V - Vacation (where they travel with you)

Rome.He wants to take you there and show you everything,while telling you stories about those place.

The trip will be romantic as hell,he will as well take you out every night to the most expensives and fancy restaurants over there.

He loves spending so much time with you far from the castle,just the two of you without vampires Kings getting on his nerves .

W - Wedding (how they propose/where you get married/honeymoon)

Honestly he does not like too much the idea of marrying.

He is very old and mates bond are something more stronger than marrying someone,so there isnt almost any chances of having a wedding with him.

If you do,he will tell you he considered you his spouse long ago and found amusing that you didnt know it.

X - X-factor (what about you captivated them?)

How small you are in comparison to him.He knows everyone is smaller than him but never thought much about it.

But just the fact when you two interlaced your fingers and how small and tiny your hand feels,is something that really get him on his feelings.

Y - Yawning (how they act when they’re tired)

He will literally pout,his eyes are looking at you intensely waiting for you to understand he wants your hugs and he wants them now.

His head will be up yours,your hands are tracing soft patterns on his back as you leave kisses on his chest.

Z - Zzzz (how you fall asleep together)

He loves having you in his arms while you sleep,hearing your heart beat and your soft snoring ,his head is probably resting on your chest because of this,his big arms wrapped around your body as he just wait until the sun came up.

If you talk or mumble something while dreaming he will find it the cutest shit ever.