#tw: murder mention //

[rhys-ravenfeather]

I had a vision.

[pseudovillain]

Bets on Ace Markey, the Ultimate Jockey, execution lets Go:

Deadly Carousel

Dragged by the neck by horses

Trampled by horses (classic, terrifying)

Torn apart by horses from different directions.

Horsemen of the apocalypse reference

Eaten by horses

Dragged to hell

Basically Emma Margorobi Super Danganronpa Another 2 execution but with Horses instead of a witch broom.

Tries to escape execution but is chased by Mono TV using a horse

Treated like an abused horse

Something with whips

Two or more options of this list

[skyrim-forever]

WIP Wednesday

Hello everyone! It's another Wednesday <3 Thank you to @changelingsandothernonsense for tagging me (love the Josh and Erra updates) I'm tagging @lady-iizsil @dirty-bosmer @theoneandonlysemla @thequeenofthewinter (you've already since this snippet oops) @lucien-lachance

This is a part of a much dark part 2 to this fic, my depraved Thalmor Embassy shenanigans. So this snippet features mentions of things in that fic including: sex, blackmail, voyeurism, the glove (iykyk). Under the cut also has mentions of torture, murder (as speculations) and Rulidnil being even worse (that's definitely present). So yeah, MDNI and read if you're cool with that. Anyways time to tease the horror. Chapter 1 is done and currently being edited, expect to see it soon~ its 6k OOPS

“Theodora.” She almost snaps her neck with how quick her gaze finds him. How did one of them know her name… she had only met one other male Thalmor… Akatosh preserve me. With each step inching closer, her body tenses as the suspicious are concerned. 

“Ah, Rulindil.” She grits her teeth. “Fancy running into you here.” 

It was none other than the mer who used them for sexual blackmail, first listening into their conversation and other activities at the Embassy, and then demanding to watch them engage in more of these activities. That had been his compromise after being told he could not fuck her himself. Originally Theodora had told Ondolemar she would have done it just to shut him up, but after meeting him, she could see his concerns were not unfounded. Her lover had told her all about how he ended up in the position he occupied now, how his life experiences lead him to serve the Dominion and of how he was harbouring severe doubts. Many of which had come from knowing her. With Elenwen, she could see that although she could be cruel, having been a torturer during the Great War, she understood there were multiple ways to solve a problem. Violence was not the only way to get information, treating people well, good wine and good food, could do wonders and was far easier than bleeding them out. The Ambassador was firm, but fair; at least as far as the Thalmor went. 

She didn’t see any of that in Rulindil. Interrogation was not his job, it was his passion. I enjoy making people scream he had told her. Enjoy. There was this pit in her stomach thinking about the fact that even if he was not in the Thalmor, he would likely still be doing that very thing. Perhaps he would be not unlike the Butcher in Windhelm, carving up all manner of people to just hear the sounds they made dying. The screams of those she killed during the war made their way into her nightmares sometimes. How anyone could desire such a sound she hoped to never understand. From the way he shook her hand, less shaking it than grabbing her wrist, grip lingering too long that the mere memory of it caused her to shudder; to the way his sexual degeneracy had no bounds. Stealing a glove that had been inside her. She hoped it was just a trophy, but the sinister look in his gaze now told her that that was decidedly untrue.

“I am freed from the confines of the Embassy for a few nights. Many of us are here, I believe Ondolemar is having a solo meeting with our lovely Ambassador.” Slight panic washes over her face at that. The dark chuckle that comes from him unsettles her even more. “Oh no, it’s not like that, I haven’t said anything. Seems he's been especially productive to the cause lately and is currently getting a rare bout of praise from Elenwen. Isn’t he lucky?” She smiles, happy to hear he’s okay and so that Rulindil stays friendly until she can leave this conversation. 

“Very lucky indeed.” She clears her throat, stance facing towards the Temple. “Wonderful to see you again” she lied “but I’m afraid I must be going, I’ve got plans.” 

“Your plans don’t include him do they, unless you’re all dressed up for someone else?”

“No, not him nor anyone else. Just going to have some drinks and do a bit of dancing.”

“Perhaps I will join you.” He smirks as he says this, enjoying the uncomfortable look on her face. 

“I was planning to go to the tavern here. The Skeever, and I don’t think you’d like to be seen in public with me, least of all places in a grubby Nord tavern.”

“Hmm.” She continues smiling. “Well, you own property here, don’t you? Why don’t we return there instead?” The smile falters. 

“How do you know I own property here?” His hand reaches for her hair, she forwent her normal circlet for some wildflowers, to match the embroidery on the new dress. One of the flowers is plucked from her. It twirls between his fingers.

“I know a lot about you.” 

“Ondolemar said you were… satisfied.” 

“I am satisfied with him, I never said anything about you.” Chest tightens. 

“I’ll tell him, you must know that.” Another sick laugh from him made her nauseous. 

“And what will he do? Harming a fellow agent is grounds for extreme discipline. Killing me would be certain death. There would be nothing he could do that wouldn’t result in more eyes being drawn to you. Not everyone will be as kind as me.” Kind. The word makes her nauseous. There’s an audible gulp. “All I want is a little time with you, Theodora. Why can he have that and not me?” She wants to tell him why, all the reasons Ondolemar is leagues above him, in every manner from their organization to her affections. But upsetting him is the last thing she wants to do.  

“I suppose you’re right. There’s no harm in a few glasses of wine.”

[swiatloanjo]

Henry Emily in denial about his (business) partner being a murderer was totally like that for me

[ravensroleplays]

Babe In The Woods--Open AHIT RP

To say that Moonjumper’s plan had been an utter failure would be an understatement.

He practically gift-wraps a sacrificial lamb for the Snatcher, and not only does his pawn NOT eat the child’s soul, or kill her, but he actually adopts her as his own. And what’s more, he was able to overcome his corruption and give up stealing and eating souls, just because it scared the baby.

Clearly, he had make a mistake, and the child had to go.

So here he was now, in the huge, empty tree Snatcher called home, mismatched eyes looking down at the baby as she slept peacefully in the crib Snatcher had gotten for her. The Lunar floated closer, starting to reach one hand out...only for the baby girl’s eyes to snap open, her mouth drawn into a thin, uncertain line, and Moonjumper felt his heart stop.

Could...

Could she see him?

Moonjumper didn’t have time to dwell on the question long, as the child started to cry, and he was forced to retreat before Snatcher himself showed up.

[princesssarisa]

The first of the Love Like Salt tales in Cinderella Tales From Around the World come from Italy, Germany, and Sweden.

We start with seven versions from Italy:

**One version, La Sendraroeula, is basically a perfect cross between Love Like Salt, Donkeyskin, and a conventional Cinderella. After the youngest princess says she loves her father like salt, the king orders a servant to kill her and bring back her heart, but the servant kills a sheep instead, then gives the princess a donkey skin wear as a disguise. She then meets a group of good witches, who give her a magic wand and a nut: whenever she taps the nut with the wand, her wishes will be granted, although the magic only lasts until midnight. Some time later, her father finds her in the woods while hunting, doesn't recognize her in the donkey skin, and takes her home with him out of pity. Thus she becomes a scullery maid in her own father's castle, under the gaze of her own two sisters. Then Carnival arrives, the older sisters attend three balls at a neighboring kingdom's palace, and the heroine goes too in magic finery. The prince falls in love with her, on the third night she runs out at midnight and loses a shoe... and you can guess the rest.

**In most of the Italian versions, the older sisters declare that they love their father "like bread" and "like wine." To some of us, these comparisons might seem just as "undaughterly" as "like salt," but the king accepts them, because bread is essential to life, and in Italian culture the same is considered nearly true for wine. In other versions, though, the sisters are more effusive and say they love their father "better than my eyes" and "better than my heart."

**The Italian versions also tend to have the king order his daughter killed, but a few have him just banish her. In one, The Value of Salt, he doesn't send her away at all, but just resolves to never see her again and has her live alone in a separate wing of the castle.

***The latter tale doesn't have a Cinderella/Donkeyskin-style plot or a love interest for the heroine, since the princess never leaves home or loses her status. One day she just orders the cook to make a supper without salt for her father, and this teaches him his lesson.

**Several Italian versions have the heroine disguise herself as an old woman when she goes to work at the other palace. In one, she meets a fairy who gives her a wand that lets her actually turn herself into an old woman. In another, more gruesomely, her faithful nurse buys the skin of an old woman who just died and has her wear it as a disguise. Either way, she goes to work in the kitchen or in the poultry-yard, but every night in her room she takes off her disguise, and eventually the prince sees her true beauty through the keyhole, a la Donkeyskin.

**In some versions, the heroine says she loves her father "like water and salt" – not only evoking the thing that gives food its flavor, but the thing most important to sustaining life.

**Another version, The Story of the Candlestick, is a "princess hides in a hollow object" variant, and unusually, her mother is still alive and helpful. When the king orders his daughter killed for saying she loves him like salt, the queen protects her by hiding her in a giant candlestick and selling it. The candlestick ends up in a prince's dining room, the princess secretly comes out and eats the prince's food every night before he gets home, etc.

**In yet another version, instead of having the king ask his daughters how much they love them, he sets out on a journey, and of course, asks his daughters what they'd like him to bring back. The older two sisters ask for clothing, of course, but the youngest asks for salt. The wicked sisters then convince their father that she plans to over-salt his food and make it taste terrible, so in a fit of extreme pettiness he banishes her. But when they finally reunite, she reveals that she only wanted the salt to make food taste good.

**Still another variant, The King of France, doesn't have a "love like salt" opening at all, but instead mirrors the Bible story of Joseph and his brothers. The princess has a dream that someday she'll become a great queen and that her father will bow down before her. To prevent this, her jealous father orders a servant to kill her, but he lets her go. A magician in the forest takes her in as his foster child, and the rest of the story is like Donkeyskin. The book only describes this story as a footnote rather than sharing it in full, because technically it's not a Love Like Salt tale, just similar.

*There are just two German versions, one long, one short.

**The longer tale is a lesser-known Brothers Grimm tale, The Goose Girl at the Well. (Not to be confused with the more famous, entirely different tale of The Goose Girl.) This story is a very unusual Love Like Salt variant, not least because the princess isn't the viewpoint character, nor does the Love Like Salt motif appear until the middle of the story, in a flashback to three years earlier. An old woman, rumored to be a witch, and her ugly daughter live in a solitary cottage in a the mountains, tending geese. One day a handsome young count enters the forest, meets the old woman, and kindly carries her heavy bundle for her: as they walk along it grows heavier and heavier, but the woman won't let him rest until they reach the cottage. Then to reward him for his hard work and kindness, she gives him a little book carved out of emerald. The count then travels to a royal palace, where he meets the king and queen and shows them the emerald book. When the queen opens it, revealing a pearl inside, she faints, then tells her family's backstory to the count. The king and queen had three daughters, and the youngest was the most beautiful, who wept pearls and jewels instead of tears. One day, to determine his daughters' inheritances, the king asked each one how much she loved him: the older two said "like the sweetest sugar" and "like my prettiest dress," but the youngest said "like salt," and for this the king banished her with only a sack of salt as her inheritance. Soon afterward he regretted his rash act and searched for her, but the princess was never found and has been missing for three years. Yet the pearl inside the emerald book looks just like one of the princess's tears. The count tells the king and queen about the old woman and the three of them set off to find her cottage again. As it turns out, the old woman's "daughter" is really the princess, disguised in a magical ugly skin. At night when the moon shines, she takes off the skin to reveal her true beauty and wash herself at the well near the cottage. When the count arrives, he sees her do so and falls in love. The king and queen soon follow and reunite with their daughter, the old woman vanishes, and the cottage transforms into a palace, where the count and the princess live happily ever after. The narrator remarks that the old woman was probably a "wise woman" (i.e. a fairy), who most likely gave the princess her gift of shedding pearl and jewel tears when she was born– a gift that "doesn't happen nowadays, or else the poor would soon become rich."

**The shorter German variant, As Dear as Salt, is another version that doesn't have a Donkeyskin element, or a romance, or even have the princess be banished. It simply says that the king is angry when his only daughter says she loves him "like salt," but a short time later, when he gives a grand feast, the princess tells the cook to serve all the food without salt, and this teaches the king his lesson.

*The one Swedish variant is called Salt and Bread. In this version, the princess's wicked older half-sisters slander her to their father out of jealousy and make him doubt her love for him, which inspires his fateful love test. The older two claim to love him "as God in heaven" and "as my life," and when the youngest says "as salt and bread," the king has her stripped naked and left in the forest to die. But a different kingdom's younger king finds her there, takes her home to his castle, falls in love with her, and marries her. After the princess (now queen) and her father reunite in the end, the old king has the two half-sisters left naked in the forest, and the narrator cheekily says "It has never been told that a king came and married them."

**It's interesting that this princess likens her father's value to bread as well as salt, meaning that he's "the staff of life" to her, and yet her father takes it as an insult because bread is so common. It contrasts with the Italian versions where one of the older sisters says she loves her father like bread, and he approves because he realizes it means she can't live without him.

Next we'll look at the versions from Belgium, France, Spain, and Portugal.

@ariel-seagull-wings, @adarkrainbow, @themousefromfantasyland

[sundewhasaudhd]

Doodle dump (part two)

11 year old Aspen (THEYRE SO SILLY :33333)

Random Aspen doodles

So Aspen… did not take Grace getting the Black Book (in the NPMD timeline) very well (because, say it with me, they have the worst complex about being needed)

Wilbur and Aspen because they’re the (non-canon) father son duo ever

“Hey, Mr. Solomon, how’s your wife?” (From a timeline where Aspen got caught for all the murders and got put in juvie [I’ll go in depth about this timeline one day])

Doodle of @wigglyobsessedweirdo ‘s Hatchetverse OC, Willow Locke

Aspen hanging out with a Pokey sniggle

Linda doodle :D

Aspen babysitting the Monroe kids (Linda had no other options)

Aspen’s homecoming outfit

Wilbur doodle

Wiggly doodles

Holloway doodle (minus the face)

c!crimebois doodle from the Literal Monster animatic my head

IF YOU LIKE MY ART, PLEASE REBLOG :3

[some-messed-up-writing-for-you]

Short Prompt #1167

CW: dehumanization, betrayal, murder mention.

The glass clinked against the wooden table as you set it down, licking your lips to savor the taste. “Quite the fancy place you’ve got here.”

The gang leader raised an eyebrow, and took a drag from their cigarette, letting the smoke rise high into the air. “You seem awfully calm about this.”

“Hm? Oh, you mean about my father selling me off to you so you don’t blow his skull open?” A chuckle bounced in your chest as you took another sip of your drink. “My good sir, once I show you what ol’ pops has been doing behind the scenes, you’re going to change your mind real quick.”

They leaned forward ever so slightly in interest. “Will I now?”

With a gleeful little smirk, you carefully pulled out a folder from your jacket and placed it onto the table. “Have a look yourself.”

The boss grabbed it with nimble fingers, and took their time to study its contents. With every minute that ticked by, with every document and photo, the look in their eyes grew darker and darker.

Finally, they looked up, staring straight into your soul like the devil that they were. “And how did you get all of this, exactly?”

You couldn’t help but giggle. “Out of everyone that surrounds my father, who do you think he’d suspect the most of betraying him? His ‘failure’ of a child, who can’t accomplish anything in his eyes… or his fellow politicians and sharks ready to take his place?”

The gang leader leaned back in their chair, raving their sharp eyes across your form. “...Devious little thing, aren’t you? Scheming with such ease…”

You finished off your drink, and rested your elbows on the table, chin in your hands. “I’m fine with being your arm candy, but I want to see that fucker get what he deserves. What say you?”

They considered you for a moment before a grin worthy of their monstrous reputation split their face. “I say, you’ve got yourself a deal, darling.”

[xtinyslip]

cecilia had known that this was bullshit. she had known. people who claimed to be her family like elaine had, they turned out to be pieces of shit. of course, paul had gotten information on who had leaked this and although he may not have gotten as much as a name. he had gotten the description, and the job title of this so called V-I-FUCKING-P. she was seething. this had the potential to ruin paul's life and as he was actual family to her, she wasn't going to sit back and watch it happen with a smile. as soon as the door opened, and cecilia saw it wasn't parker. she swung, and she swung her fist hard into elaine's face. making sure to step through the door so the little bitch couldn't close it on her. oh, with how cecilia felt right now? she was ready to kill her. she really was. did she even care that parker might be home? that he was about to witness and hear this? no, she didn't and good luck to him trying to pull her off this woman after what she had done. she had been the one to spread these lies? she was the reason her husband refused to come home to her? and she was the one acting as though she would be doing cee the favor by letting her run the hospital with her? the hospital that was cecilia's to begin with? fuck this. she was about to be put in her place and as no on else was willing? well, cecilia would happily do the honors. "that was for me," reaching forward to attempt to grab her hair, hopefully use it to smash her face into something. perhaps that lovely counter that she and parker had almost christened the other day. "and for paul. do you think this is the first time someone's tried to be clever with me? you stupid, little bitch! this ends now!" @fcrafcrtnight

[aleielle-of-roshar]

Omfg you’e supposed to be a therapist, im not a fucking toddler, I’m plenty old enough to be traumatized by a fucking murder attempt and sa by that asshole last year, I shouldn’t fucking move on when that fucker is on the news being praised as a fucking ‘wonderful man’

I’m allowed to be angry, just because I’m autistic and technically fem looking doesn’t mean I’m ‘being dramatic’, a year isn’t too long to be traumatized- I’m been diagnosed with c-ptsd for fucks’ sake

Sorry, might delete this later, just changing meds and so fucking unstable rn /srs

[the-gilded]

The night has just begun...

The Gilded Demo v1.1 is out now!

So far...

Your younger brother, Leo, went missing three days ago. Your parents called the police, and they started investigating quickly. They were too late. Leo had already disappeared into the deepest part of the forest, where the mortals have vowed never to return. The police have offered to contact your family if Leo crosses the barrier back to the mortal side, but their investigation can’t go any further without inviting the wrath of the Fae.

The winter solstice is approaching fast, which means that the High Fae are likely gathering mortal children for their great feast. The only way to get your brother back is to follow him into the forest and steal him back from the palace of the High Fae… If you can get there in one piece. The Fae forest is full of tricksters and killers, and you'll likely need some allies to help get you both back home.

A customizable main character. Choose your gender, name, appearance, skills, and more.

v 1.1 Features:

Word Count Approx. 70k

Stat building. Choose starting stats, and improve your skills throughout the game for fights and problem solving.

Romance. Meet the first two of four romanceable characters, and make a lasting impression.

Exploration. Make your way through the forest one step at a time; backtrack to previous locations and revisit them to discover the secrets they hold.

Planned Updates:

v1.2: Bug fixes, mobile layout improvements (I hope)

[fcdcdmcmories]

“i don't want you to go.” cecilia & parker

"I CAN'T.. I CAN'T STAY. THEY DON'T ALLOW VISITORS TO STAY OVERNIGHT AND.. THE DOCTORS DON'T THINK IT'S SAFE FOR YOU TO BE AROUND ANYONE RIGHT NOW. not after what happened." this was a good place. elaine had assured him of that much and that she'd have every single comfort and from what seen and from the people that he had talked to? it seemed as if that was the CASE. she needed to get better and as it turned out, he KNEW this was the only WAY it was happening. even here and even now? he remained in the corner of the room, keeping a clear distance from her, as he.. he did not know what would be written all over his face if he did not. FEAR, PERHAPS? SOMETHING OTHER THAN THAT? disappointment? heartbreak? everything in between and more. keeping himself out of reach was safer. "they think you need to be alone and without any.. influences, so they can.. help you get better." was he talking about pederson when it came to that? yes, and his hatred was there. @xtinyslip

[rebootgrimm]

Propaganda below cut

Bailey and Olive

Bailey risked going to jail for Olive Bailey helped Olive hide a dead body Bailey put Rowan into a FUCKING COMA to defend Olive Bailey literally murdered Olive’s dad

Zaria and Adi

Zaria saw a teddy bear in the trash and instantly thought to give it to Adi Zaria is making communication cards for Adi to help her out Zaria is one of the only people Adi will hug (according to JJ)

I probably forgot a bunch of shit regarding Bailey and Olive sorry-

@averagetmntfan @baileythebean @schnozzlebozzle @dmr-au @grandselfmythologizing

@lunajanearabella @lilacquintet @candycoffinss @thesilliestofallqueers

[the-sage-libriomancer]

Some fruits basket aus i would never write but sometimes think about out of morbid curiosity:

AU where Tohru is the cat spirit and Kyo is Kyoko's son

AU where Tohru never met the Sohma family and the curse broke suddenly and messily several years later

AU where all the zodiac animals are switched (Yuki is the rabbit, Shigure is the snake, Ayame is the cat, etc)

AU where the zodiacs ages are randomly switched around (Yuki is 19, Kyo is 10, the Mabudachi Trio are 15, etc)

AU where Akito actually fucking kills one of the zodiacs while rage-attacking them (maybe Rin or Hatori) and it immediately has Consequences

[bardic-tales]

tw: mentions of murder

As I sit down to review the notes that I made in 2012 for Kayla, I'm reminded that she originally came from Broken Bow, Nebraska. Pandemonix begins with her family being murdered by Satyrs, as they try to bring her to Hell and to Lucifer.

Oh, the twisted web I weave.

[ghostinthewoods1102]

Half joke edit for moots while I make serious ones because I procrastinatated my own character to make everyone elses edits-

Take the snack

IDOL as Marvel's Loki