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#would it be weird to consider them the dads of an (immortal?) being much much older than them?
deliriousbean · 1 year
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Experimenting with how to render stuff and who better to experiment with than them...
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quitealotofsodapop · 9 months
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I imagine shí bǎomǔ (translated via Google translate English to Ancient Chinese, it means stone nanny) is probably the nickname of choice for Wukong amongst demon monkeys. Just imagine a pairnif monkey demon's coming into the shop because, with Wukong appearing more and more often in this specific shop, of course other monkey demon's will natural gravitate towards it even if they don't necessarily know why. And the somehow goes to stone monkeys, probably because of course it does, Tang is there and a huge Monkey King fan who wants to know everything about the differences between regular monkey demon's and a certain stone monkey they knew. One of those monkey demons, he has some old world knowledge from his great something or other grandparents. Maybe he's related to one of the immortal monkeys that ended up leaving the mountain when it became overpopulated/too dangerous with all the attacks that happened when Wukong was away? Anyways he knows about stone monkeys, albeit not much. What he knows roughly translates to how they're universally known as the nannies of the demon monkey population. It probably goes like,
MK: Man, is it weird, or has Monkey King been acting weird around me?
Mei: Aw, he just loves his son~
MK: He's not my dad, Mei. He's Bern weirdly acting like a mom, ever since the baby came along. Him and Macaque both.
Monkey, not trying to eavesdrop but its impossible with the topic: *snort* Typical Shí bǎomǔ behavior.
Tang: Stone nanny?
Minkey: Old archaic name for the king's species before it became on. Grandoapa says it was cuz of their natural weakness to anything vaguely small, cute, and cublike. The king was, apparently, especially susceptible to this. Never met the guy, but my ancestors was a troopmate of his.
Pigsy: That explains how useless he was with the moon rabbit...
referencing this post on Stone Monkey behavior.
Oh my gosh I adore "shí bǎomǔ/Stone Nanny" as the monkey demon word for Stone Monkeys! <3
Imagine being a caveman-era monkey demon, and you just meet a really cool new monkey who's super good and insistent on caring for your babies while you rest or forage? That monkey would be the go-to babysitter for the whole troop! And they're tough as rocks? Coolest nanny ever!
And the monkeys who knew Wukong back in the king's early days know why the King had the affectionate nickname of "Waigong/Yeye/Grandpa Sun". He helped babysit so many infants and cubs without even asking that the younger generation just assumed he was one of their grandparents until it was explained to them that the immortal monkey was just a really good babysitter. XD
I also love the idea of modern monkey demons congregating around Pigsy's Noodles cus they know that their King and his Heir go there all the time, and that the food is good enough for a king! Pigsy unexpectedly gets a loyal customer base of excited mostly-vegetarian monkeys.
They adore Tang much to the scholar's delight, and to MK's annoyance (boy has been hearing the same stories and questions all day now). Monkey demons dont have a lot of surviving written history due to the Burning of Flower Fruit Mountain, so to have a scholar/historian like Tang trying to compile stories and second-hand accounts is considered really amazing for them!
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autisticempathydaemon · 4 months
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Ohmygod I love matchups
What song are you fixated on at the moment? What lyric or verse, and why?
Too sweet by Hozier ofc ofcm I looove Hozier and the way he sings about relationships 😭 Im like not fixated on a specific lyric, I'm fixated on the wedding bells in the background of the chorus
What is your Enneagram type?
Okay it has been a FUCKTON of time since I looked at that stuff but iirc it was 2? Me being an infp is literally the only thing I can consistently remember bc ADHD brain
Do you love gargantuan Youtube video essays, and if so, which is your favorite and why?
YESS I listen to them whenever I'm playing Sims or working on something. Any of Jenny Nicholson or Li Speaks’ videos are common for that Nostalgic Essay Stuff. SPECIFICALLY Jenny Nicholson’s jeff the killer fanfiction book video because I OWNED THAT BOOK. I WROTE CREEPYPASTA FANFICTION AND I OWNED THAT BOOK
Tell me about your childhood imaginary friend.
I did not have one and I pretended to because everyone else did and I felt weird for not having one
What is your go-to way to fall asleep?
Imagining being loved and cared for 😭 or whumpy fanfiction scenarios no in-between. But they usually overlap
If you had to change your name, what would it be, and why? (In tandem, if you have changed your name, why did you pick that one?)
I named myself after a character cause I relate ofc but I also named myself echo because it was another birth name in consideration for me and it feels like… whimsical
What is your favorite of Redacted’s audios, and why?
ITS STILL “FLIRTY VAMPIRE LOSES CONTROL” BECAUSE IM OBSESSED WITH SCENES WHERE THE HUMAN PARTNER OF A “MONSTER” CHARACTER IS DIRECTLY CONFRONTED WITH THEIR MONSTROUS TRAITS AND LOVES THEM ANYWAY.
What Redacted boy holds no appeal to you, and why? Like, not the one you hate but the one who you don’t get the hype for. (I won’t judge, I promise.)
Gavin </3 I am simply not a sexual person and it puts me off a bit lol
Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to.
This spectacular show called dramaworld about a girl whos obsessed with kdramas and gets sucked into the world of them, but not in a “the events are real” way, in a “the entire world is a setup for the same characters to go through various plots, forgetting and falling in love over and over again” and it's hilarious and it's such a comfort show even though I can't watch it anywhere anymore I don't think. The main romance is top tier. It's so funny. And the stakes and plot twists are actually pretty good
Which Redacted boy are you platonically attracted to? Like- forget dating, which dude do you want to be your best friend?
Probably Sam? I want him to be my dad. I have issues.
Do you have a go-to thing you ramble about when you’re tired, and if so, what is it? (For example, my boyfriend knows I’m ready to sleep when I start talking about space.)
Apparently when I'm half asleep I start talking about horses? But when I'm still conscious, I mostly talk about like. Vampires mostly.
Tell me your go-to gas station and drink combo.
doritos dinamita and mountain dew yes I am basic
Tell me about your favorite playlist at the moment.
I don't have favorite playlists so much as I play 4-6 songs over and over on repeat until I'm sick of them. Currently, those songs are too sweet by Hozier, no more birthdays by sophie may, and Every Chappelle Roan Song.
What’s your guilty pleasure media, and why?
I love bad romance novels the more ridiculous and bad, the better. kresley cole's immortals after dark are fun to make fun of (no. Hate if you like them)
And whatever else you think tells me about who you are!
Uhhh my favorite form of interaction is parallel play. irl or digital, in a digital sense it means “we're liveblogging two separate things we're doing at the same time” lmao
- Asher-Echo/vampire-bite
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Ooh, there’s a lot of good info to consider here. Initially, it was hard because I find Type Two’s easily compatible with most of the Redacted bois, but what said about “not being a sexual person” made it easy to choose Ollie for you.
Because he has never and will never get a BA, I love to headcanon Ollie as either asexual, low-libido, or both, so that’s one reason I think he’d be a good match for you. I also love that y’all would like so many of the same things like open-world games, bad/silly romance novels, and spending time with one another without the pressure to actively interact or engage with each other. (Also creepypastas. I love to headcanon Ollie as a horror, creepypasta fiend, given he grew up on the internet around when Jeff the Killer came to be.)
Every day with Ollie would be so comfortable and domestic, so sweet. Like, on a long weekend like this one if you’re American, I can see y’all spending it at home, a little staycation. He’d be in the other room or one end of the couch reading, and you’d be on the other reading one of your romance novels. Cattywumpus would be on your lap, because you’re his favorite. Your music is playing in the background, and you both stop what you’re doing to dance to “Hot to Go!”, because Ollie would totes love Chappell Roan.
Song:
Spillin' wine and homemade drinks/ We throw a cheers, the worries sink/ Damnit, it's so good to be alive/ We know that we don't got much/ But, then again, it's just enough/ To always find a way for a good time
Ollie strikes me as the type of guy who loves simple, feel-good, folk-esque music, someone being honest and emotional with a guitar. That’s one reason I like this song for y’all and can imagine it shuffled with yours as y’all hang out. The other is that this love song is sweet, catchy, simple just like Ollie~
Runner-ups:
Your love of the Sims and cheesy paranormal romance novels compels me to give you Elliott as a runner-up, because he could bring the things you read and create to life in your dreams, and that’d be so fun! In contrast, your Enneagram type and identifying yourself as nonsexual makes me want to pair you with Cam who gives me an asexual, easily affectionate vibe.
Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌
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lollytea · 2 years
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so in love with Willow taking up photography as a hobby. like of course she would. of course she'd be the type to want physical snapshot reminders of memories she treasures, people she loves, things she finds beautiful. she takes a picture of Luz giving Amity a big kiss on the cheek and gifts it to them, she takes a picture of Gus doing his best attempt at a handstand, she takes a picture of Hunter grinning, all earnest and goofy. it makes so much sense and i love her SO dearly
It makes me SO happy to think about Willow's new photography hobby. It's just so so sweet. It's a way for her to express herself!! A way to better understand this strange and beautiful new world!!! She's collecting memories in the form of photos to remind herself that no matter how bleak things seem sometimes and how much she misses home, there's so much love and laughter here. It's not all bad, it really isn't.
Willow getting excited about telling her Dads all about her adventure in the Human Realm and all the fun she had with her friends. She can't WAIT to show them her pictures. She feels like she's gotten really good at photography lately. Her friends are constantly telling her how beautiful her pics are. And though she's feeling pretty confident in her skills, she still feels like her pics are only beautiful because she chooses to focus on beautiful things. But she certainly can't tell Hunter that's why pictures of him turned out so nice.
Willow swells with pride when she gifts Luz and Amity a photo of them dancing in the rain and they bundle her into a tight hug. It's now framed on Luz's desk and Willow feels warm every time she looks at it.
She managed to snap a whole series of Gus on his brand new skateboard. There's this one pic right before he takes a tumble where he's making the absolute goofiest expression imaginable. That photo has become immortalized as the house's biggest meme. It makes everyone howl with laughter everytime they look at it. Even Camila. It's on the fridge. Gus considers it his finest moment. Willow is eternally delighted that she was responsible for capturing the exact moment that renders everyone helpless with giggles.
And Hunter....she's got so many pics of Hunter. She's kinda embarrassed to tell him just how much she as. That would be weird right?
It's after the grimwalker reveal when they finally come in handy. Late one night when they're talking of everything and nothing. It's an adjustment period. Hunter knows she doesn't hate him. But he admits that he's still having a hard time being comfortable with himself. Being a clone is confusing, as it leaves you uncertain of who you really are.
Willow is silent for a moment before standing up with a purpose. Hunter is almost startled at the abruptness. Willow marches out of the room and is gone for a few moments before she returns, armed with a shoebox full of photos. She spills them out in front of a stunned Hunter.
So many wide gap-toothed grins. Him standing by Gus with his hands hovering nervously as the latter attempts to become the next Tony Hawke. Hunter posing dramatically in his handmade Halloween costume that he was so proud of. Hunter and Luz curled up together in a tangle on the couch, fast asleep. Hunter cheering as he proudly carries Amity in a piggy back after she bet him five bucks that he couldn't. Hunter, Hunter, Hunter, Hunter and more Hunter.
All snapped by Willow with so much love you could almost drown in it.
"Maybe it would help..." She says softly. "If you could see who you are with your own eyes. Because I'm seeing. I'm seeing all the time. And I try to get every moment of it because I really like seeing..."
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csaw · 2 months
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Meet the weird cousin no one talks about at the family reunion:
Vigore! (in my head it's pronounced like Igor) (He's my OC/Sona for oxy's dunmeshi modern au)
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Vampire freak, he likes getting in everyone's pants. and he's very open about it, don't sleep with him if you can't handle everyone he knows finding out lmfao
Random things about him under the cut:
He is 5'8, not very tall...
He doesn't know what romantic love is, so.. he calls everything that isn't sexual love platonic (guess who's projecting!)
He has a friend group (aside from his coworkers) and he makes out with all of them otl and has been in bed with all of them at least once... but they're just friends. Friends that have sex with each other but still, friends.
I think u could put him under the polyam umbrella, but he genuinely doesn't know what the difference between romantic and platonic love is so ... he's really confusing. He'll take u out on a few dates and introduce you to his friend group and even his family and then finally you guys have sex and then u have to ask... What are we ? 🥺😿 And he'll say smth like "we're besties :3 ur like a brother/sister/sibling to me... I love you so much." BRO YOU STUCK UR DICK IN ME WDYM IM LIKE A SIBLING TO YOU?!?!?! and then he makes out with you again- rinse + repeat. endless cycle until you cut him off or try to explain u want him romantically. Then he's like. Okay? What does that mean??
He's a vampire, I would say he's pure-blooded but he's also super young for an immortal, he's like. 27 ish. And he still works in a shitty min wage job. Plus a secret hobby that he uses to make side cash..
His mom is 200+ years old and his dad is like in his 180's. But they both look like they're in their late 30's or very early 40's
His favorite drink is O- low sugar blood with lemon and cucumber.. he likes it hot, he hates drinking cold blood (most vampires do tbh)
He got high once in highschool with his friends and ended up having a psychotic episode, so. He doesn't take drugs other than his prescription anti-psychotics now!! and his sleep meds. nocturnalism be damned...
He visited Chilchuck's store ONCE with his dad and the only reason he keeps coming back is to hit on Chil. Chil hates (?) this, Vi buys absolutely nothing and just follows him around pretending to be interested until he can try his luck again. His dad and chil are acquaintances with each other (divorced fathers get along) but .. fucking... Vi is sabotaging that relationship just by being a nuisance. He wants that hot halfling dilf to pound him out of frustration. Chilchuck hasn't asked him to stop yet... So Vi takes that as a sign that he can keep showing up! He's waiting for Chilchuck to break so he can get that hate sex he's been dreaming about since he met the guy
He acts pretty normal at work, and tries to keep a decent relationship with his coworkers (Laios + Kabru)
He is thirsting after Namari, she goes to the store he works at for groceries and.. he gets heart palpitations when she talks to him. Luckily his blood is rotten bc he's dead, so he doesn't blush! But if he was alive, you know his pasty ass would be bright fucking red. Namari is the only person he gets this nervous speaking to, tbh. He's usually really chill, or unabashedly freaky on main. This is the only time he considers thinking of a definition for romantic love, because. It feels different from platonic love. (Or what he calls platonic love at least) It's also very much a sexual attraction thing, but! There's something more?!
He's vers btw, and he low-key wants to fuck Kabru ... He has a thing for pretty twinks and dirty butches, sigh.
He wears open flannels, low cut tank tops, sometimes a band or graphic tee, and ripped jeans. He owns 2 sneaker pairs, one of the pairs is one size too big and the other is half a size too small, and then he has his combat boots that r actually the correct size but take too long to put on so he only wears them occasionally. He also wears crosses out of spite since he's a vampire and the world's biggest sinner.
He has a blade tattoo bc he thinks blade is hot and he had a crush on Deacon Frost from the first movie. He's so fucking gay oh my god
He has way too many accessories. And clothes in general tbh. But he's prepared for any occasion....
He has the vibes and personality of a stoner but bro doesn't even drink alcohol. He's too scared to do anything like that. Poser tbh
Hrmmm... Ask me questions about him idk
Oh he doesn't sweat and he wears mostly full body clothing in the day time, just to keep the sun away. Yes he gets crispy in the sun... Not a metaphor he starts to burn up and his skin turns to ashes. Vampire business.
He doesn't like telling people that he's a vampire bc of stigma around it, but he doesn't try to hide it either? It's something most people figure out pretty early on without him having to explain it lol. Also he doesn't like being sexualized bc of his vampirism, he wants you to sexualize him because he's a stinky hairy freak that likes getting pegged by older women. Not because of some stereotype u made up in ur head about him.
That's all I know for now...
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kosmicdream · 1 year
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Also another BURNING question
Would you say that Knife, in the current point in time, dislikes Leadman, or still sees him as his dad, or is it more like indifference/he’s put their history behind him, or neither
Oh boy. Let me tell you, certifiedcuntboy, knife is all kinds of messed up in the present day due to leadman. Of course, they’ve always had a bit of a challenging dynamic - knife himself has always struggled with either trying to be “the mature one” while also deeply idolizing leadman’s choices, and in the end being one of the driving forces to keep Leadman in power as a “good king.” I think for a long time, he really did believe in a hope that leadman would be a person who could see and empathize with anyone, and would be a great leader because of that. But watching him crumble from the responsibility of the position (which honestly, was never right for him in the first place), as well as not being able to handle his immortality, was both deeply painful and disappointing to watch. Knife has long considered Leadman, as his father, or even Leadman as a person to be dead - which is odd considering leadman .. isn’t. Obviously leadman is not all there! But sometimes he still is, a bit. but Knife also refuses to believe the kind of person Leadman has become now - so he refuses to really believe that he really is like, who he is. And you know when Knife’s kinda made up his mind about something like that, he sees it as an absolute fact lol. Knife has considered killing him, of course, but its always something he’s “put off” in a way that, i mean, for a person who has killed so much of his family - its a bit weird that he would delay that inevitable outcome. There’s a lot of feelings Knife is avoiding there, but in the end i think it boils down to that Knife doesnt know what to do with the world or what to do about the outcome of the world without Leadman there. He might be effectively, kinda useless as a “real” leader, but his symbolic power and hold on the kingdom is still very strong. He is a foundational block for a lot of systems that keep things together, so removing him would certainly be a radical change and doesnt seem like one Knife has decided is worth going for yet. Plus like leadman is crazy strong, and there’s also a lot of crazy strong people who would retaliate for him doing something like that. So it would basically be a murder suicide, at best. If Knife didn’t have spoon and fork in his life, I think it would have happened by now. But obviously, he has his own family to consider too. Even if he’s been avoiding them by faking his own death, i think in a way he expects that to one day happen, that he’d give them that kind of pain. He’s trying his best to let go of them and “do the right thing”, but also cant commit cuz i think deep down he also knows it isn’t the right thing. He has no idea what the right thing is to do in this situation, he's stuck. So Knife repeats the cycle of his own father by being there, but also not. Being dead, but also not.
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alphabetcrashcourse · 3 months
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AOT Live Text Reaction
I've decided to post a live text reaction to AOT now that I'm watching it after it finished releasing. Up to episode six, here are my thoughts so far:
Everyone in this show apart from the main characters is really, really dumb. You are being actively hunted by immortal zombies you know NOTHING about. Sure you have your Big Wall-onii san to protect you, but you also have a growing population and dwindling resources. There is no excuse to sit on your hands for a hundred years. You don't even have to fight the monsters! Just go out there and study them! Invest in being FAST! In running AWAY!
Idk what on earth happened a hundred yeara ago, but my bet is that these idiots in charge somehow caused it and most definitely deserve whatever's coming to them.
Eren: He gives me weird vibes, like he's constantly angry or on edge. He seems more desperate than the average protagonist. Not even after his mom being nommed, (which was horrifying by the way, that kinda trauma CAN turn a kid into a sociopath- Eren turned out okay, all things considered.) But before that as well, he was running around trying ro make everyone see reason at age like ten, and HE was treated as the weird one.
Also he doesn't smile much, like I could count on one hand how many times he smiled in episode 5.
Mikasa: Honey. Get a new goal in life, he's not interested. Like I get that it's probably not strictly romantic interest on her part, he's the only family she has left so of COURSE she wants to protect him. That being said Eren does NOT feel the same. Hell, I'm getting the vibe that the only reason he listens to her is because she's stronger than him. Also she seem's to be the studio's favourite. All her scenes are more fluid and detailed.
I want her to grow to have more goals and interests.
Armin: He's ypur typical 3rd cowardly character. The show keeps insisting he's smart but the bar for these characters is low so my hopes aren't high. Like an example of him being smart was the curiosity to SEE OUTSIDE. And somehow that was a novel idea. But he does this weird sense of pride that comes from seemingly nowhere, it makes him interesting.
I want him to stop being a coward. But NOT in a self-sacrificial way.
ONTO THE REACTION!
Op still slaps.
I like the part where they all jump up together, and that Jaeger means hunter and is Eren's last name.
Oh so Eren is just dead. Congrats Armin on becoming the new main character! Ha. Good luck.
LESBIANS! This show has lesbians! Is this confirmed or is it just anime being anime?
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See, this is the weird pride I was talking about.
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Hate the wagon guy.
WHY IS THAT TITAN SO FAST?!?!
Oh Mikasa great! Kill this guy.
She seems so proud of herself for helping the citizens. Maybe fulfilling her dury will beco.e her new ambition and she'll get over Eren. Hopefully that arcs happens fast, before she finds out he's dead...
Mikasa backstory? Maybe SHE'S our new protagonist
Oh yeah what did happen to Eren's dad- OH DAMN HER PARENTS DEAD!
Look here, this is what I mean. This is not the face a normal 10yo kid would make, like this is an abnormal situation but an ordinary kid would NOT react like that.
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Oriental? So is this a magical kidnapping or a racist kidnapping? Just trying to figure out what to be angry about.
Oh damn Mikasa's mum is UNHINGED!
Oh so baby Eren is psychopath CONFIRMED.
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Awww, Mikasa has her mum's crazy~
The scarf!! From the ending!!
Okay yeah they're cute, I see the ship. But at the same time this pivotal moment in Mikasa's life was originally motivated by anger, desperation and finally pity on Eren's end.
Oh yeah Eren's still dead.
And that's the episode!
SO glad I didn't get too attached to Mikasa. You aren't gonna get me that easily show!
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Magnus Moment(tm)
Welcome to lore tidbits I find interesting.
I'm pretty sure I've talked about this before, but for today's entry, it's Magnus tanking an entire Baneblade shot.
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So Magnus had been walking around for 13 years occasionally getting hurt in battle, purely because he wanted to. This is kind of hilarious, but also the very idea of Magnus never truly getting hurt on a battlefield until a Baneblade just BLASTS him point blank is insane.
Also him being like "damn. This is what my Sons feel?? Wow. What a coward I've been, hiding from this". I can kinda get it. But also, considering how much Magnus wants to protect his Sons from shit (scenic him removing all memory of Morningstar from them, never telling them of the Tzeentch pact til it was too late, etc.), bro not immediately jumping to "damn I really need to give them more advance shielding techniques, this sucks" is weird. He does seem to be uber protective to a degree, but not here.
Also also I wouldn't call it cowardly to try and keep yourself from taking damage and Not Dying and then suddenly you tank something that would reasonably delete someone manually to give perspective to how little you've been injured, I'd call that proof of concept of how great your wards have worked.
Also also also, immortal dad dispelled(tm).
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This is also interesting considering how later on Magnus wields so much power that he literally winds up conking out for almost three days. If they were confused about him getting hurt then, HOO BOY.
Once I get to that point I'll probs make another post, cause it's got some good feels with Perturabo and Magnus attached.
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kumomist · 1 year
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Hiya! 📕 :D?
*giggles and twirls my hair* hehehe— WAIT WHICH DO I PICK TO TALK ABOUT
uhhh les go with the genshin/bnha crossover NOT dimension travel ^^
so basically— au where teyvat is just bnha’s pangaea and the archons are bare legends and stuff if anything. im leaning towards a no traveler au but either way it doesnt matter
sometime after the genshin plot is all done and over with, the leylines start drying up, the archons go dormant, people stop getting visions, etc etc until eventually it gets into prequirk era, and then quirk era and bnha plot. SOME genshin people are still around, and technically the archons are hibernating but they have little ‘graves’/shrines and whoevers still around visits them
this isnt really a full fleshed story fjkdbdj mostly an excuse to have crossover interactions while keeping the canon backstories in the same world sortof thing. and more emotional competency. yknow crossover fics where characters from different fandoms are friends bc of some similarity/shared backstory? yeah <3
note that i havent watched/read bnha at all, i just read a lot of fic
specifics under the cut
main highlights are:
xiao and hawks. they both are birds and were ‘enslaved’ (xiao and his former master, hawks and the heros commission) they both they. them
in this verse xiao is still around and suppressing whatever karma he finds. at some point baby hawks-keigo’s dad gets inflicted with karma and xiao stops it, finds keigo and takes him in. little baby keigo growing up with xiao-ge around stories of the archons and duty and legends oughdjsn. eventually keigo decides he wants to rejoin society and become a hero so xiao drops him somewhere to be found by authorities. once he gets his own apartment or something they start meeting more regularly again.
>side fic thingy where canon hawks travels to this verse. at this point keigo has graduated whatever hero school he went to and is a ta at ua. they are the same age. cue weird interactions where hawks is unnerved by everyone knowing his birthname and acting familiarly. on the reverse end everyone else (ua staff) is having complicated feelings about the very suspicious circumstances of the 23?yo that is somehow a fully fledged hero with the commission. at some point keigo gets xiao and hawks to meet and they have some vague complicated talk about being trapped by circumstances, freedom, etc
wanderer and izuku. idk something something the shared sentiment of being considered useless and abandoned for it but still striving to prove their worth yadayada.
im not entirely certain on how they meet but i kindof want izuku getting lost and stumbling upon ei and makoto’s graves while wanderer’s there. at this point wanderer is much more at peace with ei and her grief over makoto and etc and ends up telling izuku about the inazuma shoguns. izuku is charmed and wanderer gets conned into visiting him and telling him stories
idk i just feel like izuku would have feelings about raiden shogun considering: two equals who ruled a whole nation together ~ him and bakugou wanting to become heroes together. the idea of being an irreplaceable one of two, something like that
albedo is around but is mostly secluded in some underground lab maybe. he goes out sometimes for lab data but usually its for art breaks. sometime quirk era he gets accidentally arrested somehow for not having documents. later it gets sorted out and he gets publicly put down as having an immortal quirk or something. they dont know hes a homunculus tho, albedo doesnt volunteer any information so they only end up recognizing him by his artist penname, calx
some adepti/adepti-blooded are still around, as well as some ghosts. they live mostly in some pocket dimension that cloud jumper somehow managed to keep maintained. idk who exactly is around. hu tao is definitely a ghost but only to haunt the other ghosts into passing over
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Hi I just finished reading you Afhiko peddling for the second time I just wanna say your writing style has me laying at your feet beautiful I tell you so I wanted to ask if we could get like a found family AU with Afhiko I’m thinking the children as izuku & Tomura also something fantasy Idk I’ll leave the story telling to you if you decide to take up this silly little idea :D
hi anon :) thanku for the ask and the compliments!! <33
so since youre my first writing request anon in a LONG time i will do the found family with tomura and izuku but this will be my only afohiko with either of them </3 im too much of a dad for one truther to involve izuku too much in afohiko and tomura is a whole can of worms with sorahiko so this is IT
that said im not doing fantasy, i dont write fantasy in general, sorry!!
and also i really hope u dont mind but this sparked a big brain idea to check off a bthb prompt so im gonna just. do that
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@badthingshappenbingo
now with all of that out of the way:
no children (i WISH) (ao3 link)
bthb info: captive push (for my hero academia)
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rating: T
Sorahiko doesn't think of himself as much of a parental figure. He's not responsible enough for that shit, the idea of some kid learning from him and taking up his bad habits- no, no way, he refuses to be responsible for it.
He should've figured Hisashi wouldn't agree- and he also should've figured that he wouldn't ask before finding a kid and raising it as he sees fit.
Shimura Tenko is the grandson of one of Hisashi's old enemies, the Seventh holder of One for All, and hearing how long ago his husband killed her makes Sorahiko feel much older than his body reflects. At some point, Hisashi must've snuck an immortality, or at least anti-aging, quirk into him, but he's always vehemently denied it and then followed it up with "and if I did, I wouldn't take it back!"
So he's stuck looking thirty-something like his husband, which at least made it less weird to be walking around with Tenko sitting on his shoulders when he'd been the right age for it.
Besides, if Hisashi is to be believed about the effects age would've had on his body, given his quirk, he would be stuck at Tenko's height around now, so he guesses it's not all bad- he's got to look at the bright side of things, or else he would be forcing his new kid to suffer through his new parents' divorce, no matter how many times they've done it before it'll still suck for the kid.
He's glad that he'd had the restraint not to divorce Hisashi on the spot once he'd found out about Tenko; he'd been disappearing into one of his "secret" (only a secret to people who don't handle all the paperwork, Hisashi) villain bases, a bar all the way out in Kamino. Obviously, he wasn't cheating, because the man is far too possessive of the people he considers "his" to even think about something like that, but he was still up to something that he knew damn well Sorahiko wouldn't approve of.
So he went to the bar, and found a Noumu and a kid who was given an awfully depressing name- Shigaraki Tomura.
The ensuing argument was on the uglier side of their usual fights, so for any other couple it would be of truly permanent-divorce-level of proportions. Hisashi said something about the kid being his successor in the future in his attempt to get that quirk, to which Sorahiko had simply responded,
"That is a child."
"He's got the seeds of destruction in him already! Look at his quirk- "
"He is six years old."
Hisashi had been forced to relent at that, and then he made the mistake of revealing the kid's full name and heritage, in what must have been an attempt to get to divorce number 17, and Sorahiko had practically blown another gasket.
"You're trying to tell me he just so happened to develop a highly destructive quirk that's unprecedented in his family history?"
"More quirks are unprecedented than you'd think- "
"And you just so happened across him before anyone called the cops or anything at the sight of a child covered in blood?"
"I will admit that I was monitoring the Shimura household due to their connection to the Seventh- "
"Oh, sure, monitoring, is that what we're calling it?"
"Sometimes things just go the way I want them to! That's not my fault if I take advantage!"
"So sometimes quirkless kids- and I saw his shoes, don't try and bullshit me- connected to families of your enemies just spontaneously develop convenient quirks for you? Is that how that works?"
So Tenko summarily stopped being raised as the future successor for All for One's empire, and while Sorahiko would have much rather dropped him off at the nearest police station, orphanage, or the like, he also knows Hisashi well enough that the poor kid would be stuck in a vault within a week to resume his so-called "training."
He has a kid now, and has for the past four years. Sometimes he thinks Hisashi ended up winning with that arrangement, and then he reminds himself that Tenko is still called Tenko and is being raised to be a completely normal child- or, well, as normal a child can be with two villain parents.
Unfortunately, it seems that Hisashi has stopped being quite so bitter about losing his initial plan for Tenko and has fully accepted that he has a kid now, and has summarily began quietly petitioning for another. He's glad that Hisashi's at least attempting to ask permission on this one, but the answer is still hell fucking no.
Tenko is tolerable. He's quiet, minds his own business, there's a decent foundation of mutual respect between him and the now-ten-year-old. It works, and he is not at all keen to try and fix what isn't broken. There is nothing he wants less than a new variable to be added to his current living arrangement.
None of that is relevant at this current point in time, however. Right now, Tenko is at school and he and Hisashi are doing some good old-fashioned illegitimate business.
Right now, some middling human trafficking operation is trying to get Hisashi and his empire as customers to their trade, so the both of them are meeting with the head of it. Privately, they plan on killing him and subsuming the operation into the empire, but there's always variability to these kinds of things.
The man, with an uninteresting quirk that he never bothered to memorize, has apparently brought an underling with him, and before the meeting even begins, he tells the girl to "bring in the goods."
She nods, leaves, and returns holding a chain, which has multiple sets of handcuffs like a hand-holding rope in a kindergarten classroom. Maybe he's just thinking that because in the handcuffs are all small children in various states of distress, with the oldest seeming to be in front and a little runt in the back.
Hisashi appraises them, no doubt looking for decent Noumu material, while Sorahiko very determinedly does not look over at them. He's never agreed with using children in the Noumu trials, and he's consistently fought both Hisashi and Ujiko on that point, but he can't make it seem like they're not a unified front in front of some unimportant scrappers. Out of the corner of his eye, though, he sees Hisashi's expression shift and light up, before turning to the girl- she might be young enough to still be in school, no reason for her to be doing things like this- and telling her to set "the green one" loose.
Sorahiko looks over at who she's freeing, and notes that it's the runt in the back, one who couldn't be older than five. His eyes and hair are a matching bright green, and his face is dripping in tears.
"Sora."
Oh, he knows that tone.
"No."
"Sora."
"That is the face of a child who has a mother at home. Absolutely not."
The child, upon hearing this, cries harder, and Sorahiko feels like he might have just stepped in something he should not have stepped in. Hisashi leans down, looking for all the world like he's perfectly harmless and defenseless, but unless the two adults are exceptionally stupid, they won't try anything.
"What's your name, young man?"
"I- Izuku. I don't, I- they told me Momma died, she's not at home, I don't have a home, I'm sorry- "
Oh, great, now he feels bad. The child breaks down sobbing in response to Sorahiko's brazen comment, and Hisashi looks over at him with a face that is somehow even more pathetic than the literal children in chains.
"Fine. No more."
He will hold Hisashi to that. This is the last kid that he will help raise, he fucking promises. If Hisashi gets pipe dreams of a third, there will be a divorce in his near future.
Hisashi smiles widely, stands, and says to the girl, "We'll take them. Why don't you get yourself and the goods outside for a minute so we can talk business?"
The girl nods silently, with a shrewd look in her eye that makes Sorahiko think that she knows what's about to happen. She ushers the children away with her, glancing between them and her boss.
Ten minutes later, he and Hisashi are both completely spotless, while the rest of the dingy warehouse is covered in blood and various bits of gore.
"Izuku will make a fantastic little brother for Tenko, don't you think?" Hisashi asks conversationally, and Sorahiko groans.
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quitealotofsodapop · 1 year
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Me pregunto como interactuaran LMK canon con el au monkey king and the infant XDD seria hilarante que vieran una versión del rey mono tan relajada y seguro de mismo (muestra sus defectos y no los oculta, canon wukong) y que macaco es una madre feroz que hace tapetes con la mirada y que ambos están juntos bjsabd
used DeepL translator this time cus google was acting odd;
"I wonder how LMK canon will interact with au monkey king and the infant XDD it would be hilarious to see such a relaxed and confident version of the monkey king (he shows his flaws and doesn't hide them, canon wukong) and that macaque is a fierce mother who makes mats with her eyes and that the two are together bjsabd."
I have considered scenarios where the Canon LMK characters interact with their Au counterparts XD
Like a glitch in the Wukongverse leads to the canon and the au verses colliding.
Canon & Au MK, at the same time: "Wow! Another me! Why are you in monkey/human form tho? Huh!? I've always been like this! Wait..." Au!MK: "Wait... you're not like a default monkey? That must be weird for mom and dad." Canon!MK: "WHOM???" *cue both MKs screaming. Canon and Au shadowpeach approach one another* Canon!SWK, pokes Au!Wukong's stomach: "Whoa, this version of me has really let himself go..." Au!SWK, annoyed: "And look, this me is still an emotionally immature slob." *grabs canon!Wukong's hand* "You try being half-mortal for twenty years!" *cue a multi-SWK fight. The Macaques watch on* Canon!Macaque, suspiciously: "What about you? How come you look so... content?" Au!Macaque: "Lets just say... I learned to forgive someone." Canon!Macaque: "Ugh. Don't tell me..." Au!Macaque: "I know, I know..."
Neither versions of the characters want to reveal information that could affect the others timelines/relationships too badly, but there's still slip ups...
Especially when the kids are causing havoc around the different Shadowpeach couples.
*Both shadowpeaches are sitting around on FFM. The different kids are play-fighting* Canon!SWK: "So wait, you guys got turned mortal because of some comet?" Au!SWK: "Yeah, its a long story, and we don't wanna give away too much that could like derail your universe." Canon!Macaque: "I think we can handle some interdimensional mayhem." Au!Macaque: "Ok, so it started-" *notices the kids playing a bit too roughly. Mom-voice activates* "QI XIAOTIAN AND LONG XIAOJIAO! You stop fighting like animals this instant!" Au!MK & Mei: "Sorry Bama!!" "Yeah! Sorry!" Canon! MK & Mei: "Uh, yeah sorry!" "Our bad!" Au!Macaque, voice back to normal: "I swear even if we were still immortal, they'd make us age..." Au!SWK: "True that." Canon SWK & Macaque: 0_0 X_0 Canon!Macaque: "Care explaining to me, what the fuck?" Au! SWK & Macaque: "Language!"
Canon Shadowpeach are def a little uncomfortable around, but envious of the Au married couple. Au Wukong and Macaque are very affectionate and have been reconciled for some time. Combined with an odd number of baby Mystic Monkeys around the alternate household, and the canon monkeys have a lot of questions.
Canon!Macaque, helping clean up dinner: "Soooo... when you meant forgive, you and your Wukong sorta...?" Au!Macaque, washing dishes: "Yeah. *Stuff* happened." Canon!Macaque: "In this context; *stuff* meaning your MK?" Au!Macaque: "Yep." Canon!Macaque: "Dang. One more question." Au!Macaque: "Go ahead." Canon!Macaque: "In making your MK, did you and Wukong ba-" Au!Macaque, face bright red: "Not where the kids can hear!! The twins have our ears!" Canon!Macaque, chuckling: "Ok then. I'll take that as a yes." Au!Macaque, still a little flustered: "It involved the comet. Thats all I'm gonna say." Canon!Macaque: "...what??"
Overall everyone is left very confused but with a fresh perspective on things.
Canon Pigsy is jealous that his au counterpart has more employees other than MK (au Wukong and Nezha). Both Tangs are just infodumping with eachother, while the Sandys are drinking tea.
The ones with the biggest shocks I imagine would be the canon kids tho, especially Nezha.
Canon!Nezha: "You look... rougher than me." Au!Nezha, unsurprised: "I imagine that you're still guarding the Map?" Canon!Nezha: "Ehh... not anymore. Wukong stole it." Au!Nezha: "Hmph. And they still let you stay in the Celestial Realm?" Canon!Nezha: "Yes? Why wouldn't they?" Au!Nezha, getting more quiet: "They didn't show me such generosity twenty years ago."
Both Nezhas end up chilling for a while. Canon Nezha is left uneasy after the encounter.
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sadmanyeyes · 4 months
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Chapter 66:
In an apartment in Tokyo, some dude is sleeping on the couch. He wakes up, whines about how much his life sucks and how he drank too much last night. He wonders why he fell asleep on the sofa of all places...and then he sees Pai in his bed.
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He runs out, checks to make sure he's in the right apartment, and finds a weird keychain on his person. He decides it's time for a flashback...
So last night, he and Three-Eyed Pai were having drinks. He was laughing about how humans were destroying the planet and Three-Eyed Pai said she'd kill all humans for them. He says he likes that she's pretty and violent and she has an interesting ornament (re: eye) on her head. He gives her his card and tells her to call him if she's in trouble. She responds by giving him a charm that should protect him from weak monsters. Then they get shitfaced.
In the present, he feels bad about bringing a woman from the bar to his home. Either way, he heads off to his job as a reporter before Pai ambushes him by hugging him from behind, calling him Yakumo. She then sees who he is and freaks out, asking who he is. He tells her to be quiet before people thinks he did something and tells her what happened last night. She has a hangover and, since he has to leave, he tells her to rest it off in his place and to leave the key in the newspaper box when she's ready to leave. She asks how she's going to get home and he gives her taxi money.
At his workplace, Yotsuya (the guy) is asked by his boss how the story on the environmental problem is coming. He says that it's not good; he wants to write a story on how much paper people are wasting but he doesn't think he's in a position to do so considering he works for a newspaper. His boss doesn't care because they have a deadline but Yotsuya says he's better suited as a field reporter. The boss says he was sent here because he couldn't find a single scoop so he needs to stop his bitching and do the article.
Yotsuya thinks about ever since he was a kid, he wanted to be a reporter. He wants to get the big scoop...but he's been working for seven years and he has nothing. He doesn't want to be promoted, he has no interest in women...he considers his life empty. As he heads home, he wonders what's become of Pai.
He goes home and finds his door unlocked and his place cleaned, figuring Pai did it as thanks for putting her up for the night. Then he finds her asleep on her balcony. He goes over to her and finds out she has a fever. She explains she tried to get home but her telepathy isn't working and neither Takuhi or Fei-oh would come. Not knowing what the fuck she was talking about, he puts her in bed. He figures she's lost and she says she used to live in Shinjuku but had to move to a secret hideout. She's a triclops so she has to hide and not tell anybody. Yotsuya reacts appropriately:
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He thinks she's talking in slang, asking if "Pai" is something you eat. She says that's her name and she's the triclops. She's being chased for her immortality but it's fine because she's going to be human soon. They're going to use the Ningen to do it. Yotsuya is shooting sparks from his head, unable to follow anything she is saying. She has to tell him about Yakumo's dad and who Yakumo is (one of those things should have preceded the other).
He makes her some rice and ends the chapter not knowing what to do.
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core-cosmos · 2 years
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I bet Willy wants the kids (mainly Scary) to trust him as a way to gain power from them via the daddy magic he would receive from that kind of connection.
Like he’s probably pretty weak right now, all things considered... Ron is gone and Terry is off getting his brain rattled by the Doodler, so he’s probably pretty low on the magic front. He still has the Doodler’s magic (if its still supplying him with some) and possibly his own magic. But he doesn’t have the additional influx of daddy magic he had in season 1.
We know he still wants power and immortality because he said that’s why he wanted to kill the Doodler, so he probably was/is going to try and get that from another source in the meantime, that being the teens.
He already had a connection with Scary (both the patron thing and them being kinda relatives) but if he had a parental connection with all the teens imagine the kind of power he’d get. Like we saw how much power the dads and omega daddies got via daddy magic in season 1 when they each only had a connection with just 1 kid (2 in Henry’s case). Just imagine how appealing having 4 of those connections would be for Willy.
Like the first thing he did when he got out was try to take a fatherly role with them. He LITERALLY SAYS “But when I’m looking at you I see a bunch of kids who kinda really need... well... my name is Willy Stampler but you all can call me daddy.” like first, that’s hella weird my guy, and secondly he is TOTALLY trying to take a fatherly role to get that sweet sweet daddy magic.
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zhonglis-wifey · 3 years
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ideal partner
hi besties!!! i’m brainrotting about my genshin crushes rn so. yeah i’m doing my fav genshin characters for this one! characters here are zhongli, yoimiya, hu tao, & albedo 💓
ZHONGLI
zhongli’s ideal s/o would be quite different from him. i could really see him with someone loud and charismatic, opposed to his quieter behavior.
i don’t think zhongli would want to date anyone from liyue. i feel like they see liyue’s people as their descendants and that would just be weird lmao so it’s a 90 day fiancé moment
zhongli would need someone open-minded. if they’re gonna freak out when they inevitably find out that he’s rex lapis, then he probably won’t even bother. it’s just unnecessary drama that they don’t want to deal with. the point of becoming zhongli was to distance themself from rex lapis anyway.
that being said, zhongli still cares a lot about liyue and its history, so he would really appreciate someone who shares that passion. please ask him to tell you stories about liyue!! it makes them very happy
zhongli would want someone who isn’t jealous or possessive. if you find out about his past relationship with guizhong and you’re insensitive about it, that’ll just break his heart. they love you now, you’d have no reason to be jealous over someone who’s been dead for millennia.
YOIMIYA
yoimiya would definitely want somebody just as outgoing and energetic as her. it’s not that she has anything against introverted people, it’s just that they wouldn’t be able to keep up with her lifestyle.
she cares a lot about what her dad thinks, so he has to approve of you! i’m sure he would though lol, he’s probably gonna be happy with anyone who makes his daughter happy
yoimiya values someone who will listen to her; not just hear what she says, but truly listen and engage with her. she’s spent a lot of her life being ignored or tuned out and it’s really disheartening for her. she would adore a significant other who loves to hear her talk about whatever’s on her mind.
i feel like yoimiya would be compatible with an artist. being an artist (of fireworks) herself, she would love to be close to someone else as passionate about creating as she is. doesn’t matter if you’re good or bad, as long as you let her see whatever you’re working on, she’s happy!
yoimiya’s love languages are definitely physical touch and words of affection. the latter is pretty obvious considering how much she loves to talk. as for physical touch, she seems like the kind of person to always want to hold her s/o in some way. yoimiya will constantly want to cuddle or at least hold your hand, so if you’re not into that, she’s gonna be kinda upset.
HU TAO
all hu tao wants is someone who likes her. that’s it. she constantly suffers through everyone thinking she’s mean, annoying, and unfunny. she strikes me as the kind of person to cling to whoever shows her a fraction of love.
unfortunately, that would probably lead her to making some bad decisions in past relationships. she needs someone who will love her for her and be there when she can’t keep up her façade anymore. hu tao needs someone who understands her, who doesn’t see her as unworthy or broken.
sad stuff out of the way, of course she’d love someone with a sense of humor! life’s boring when you don’t know how to laugh. that would definitely be the first thing hu tao notices in her s/o.
but she would also appreciate it if her s/o knew how to quell her sometimes-inappropriate attitude. all hu tao wants is to fit in with the rest of the world, so if you can gently show her how to do that without changing who she is, she’ll love you forever
speaking of forever, hu tao would love an immortal s/o. she deals in death, but the last thing she wants to think about is the deaths of her loved ones. if she were to date a god or an adeptus, she wouldn’t have to worry about that. but immortals are hard to come by, so she’s happy with her s/o just being safe and evading death for as long as possible. i can’t see her with an adventurer s/o because it’s just too dangerous and it would worry her so much.
ALBEDO
albedo doesn’t care to look for an s/o and if he ever develops feelings for someone, he’d want them to pursue the relationship first. albedo’s not great with expressing himself, so he would love someone who could do that instead and be patient with him.
i can really see albedo falling for someone from outside mondstadt or khaenri’ah. he values learning about the world around him, and having an s/o from somewhere he’s never been would be beneficial to him. not that he sees you as a commodity though, he just thinks that’s a fun added bonus to who you are.
like zhongli, albedo wants someone open-minded. he has a pretty weird past and is literally made of chalk, so do with that what you will lmao
albedo would want you to get along with klee. she means a lot to him, and it would really warm his heart if you took care of and loved klee the way he does. not liking klee would be a total red flag to him.
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rowanaelinn · 3 years
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“I have a hard time believing that anyone could actually love me.” From the prompt list?
…happy ending? 🥺
This turned way longer that I expected but here it is! Angst at the beginning but then it all turn very sweet, don't worry, I won't be that mean on Chirstmas Eve!
The party was still ragging when Aelin noticed something odd. All of her friends were present, and so did Helia and Asper’s friends. The room was crowded with people who looked exactly the same age but were in reality centuries apart. It was still weird to Aelin that for most of the people in this room, she was considered old.
She still remembered how much fun she had when she teased Rowan for being old when they met. And here she was, a century later, being called a grandma by her twins. Both of them had stopped laughing quickly when they saw the ring of gold in her eyes turning to fire.
The night was frigid outside of the cabin, the cold air of Yulemas companion to the slow fall of snow that had been on Terrasen for days now. Every time someone opened the door Aelin was hit by a shiver. But she couldn’t really hate the feeling, not when the cold was such a vivid reminder of one of the four people she loved the most.
That was how she noticed that lack of presence by her side, the empty feeling of Rowan’s absence. She quickly scanned the room, her first thought being that he was discussing something with Fenrys, Lorcan or Aedion. The three of them had become his friends. He had never been able to call them such for a long part of his life, except Aedion, but he did now. For their service, for their protection and devotion to her, Rowan gladly called them friends.
It had been a surprise to her entire court when Fenrys out of everyone came out with a cure against mortality, granting Lysandra and Elide an elongated life. Which meant that Aedion and Lorcan never had to give up their immortal gifts. They would die long before Rowan, Aelin and Fenrys, but it granted them more centuries with their friends.
Roan was nowhere to be seen, Fenrys was chatting with Lysandra and Aedion, making eyes at them. Aelin quickly turned her eyes away, not wanting to know whatever that was. Lorcan and Elide were talking with their son. Rowan wasn’t anywhere in the house.
She finished her glass of water and walked through the cabin. It wasn’t small by any means but it was much smaller than most of the properties Aelin and Rowan owned. The tour of it was quickly done, and Rowan was still nowhere to be seen.
It took everything in her, everything she had worked on for a century now, not to set everything on fire. Her magic had always been deeply connected with her emotion, panic and fear were the worst of all. She took a deep breath and for once in her life, listened to the small, reasonable part of her brain. Rowan was okay, he had to be or she would have felt it.
He didn’t feel it when you were thrown in an iron coffin, her brain told her.
She quickly shut out this part of her brain. Rowan had been off all day long, but it wasn’t surprising. He had always struggled with the parties and the people. Even now, for his kids’s fifty birthday he hadn’t been comfortable with the idea of the party. He used excuses such as We should let them celebrate with their friends only, Fireheart. It had almost worked, her mate working on her mother's side, until Helia had threatened them if they were late for the party. Both of the twins wanted their parents at their side.
And when Helia pouted and Asper promised to train more with his dad if he came to their birthday party, Rowan hadn’t been able to refuse. If the great Rowan Whitethorn used to be weakened by only one female, he now was by his entire family. There was one thing constant about him, it was his love and devotion to them all. He never refused them anything.
Aelin put on the warmest cloak she had brought and went for the door, catching Helia’s gaze. The young female took one look at her mother and raised her brows, her way to ask if she was okay. Such an observant princess. Aelin winked at her and opened the door, exposing herself to the cold. She sent a warm breeze of air, her magic running to find Rowan’s. Seconds after, she was hit by a colder breeze coming from the north. That was where Rowan was.
Five minutes of walking through the snow, her shoes kept dry only thanks to her power, she saw a hawk perched on a branch, looking straight ahead. She knew that if he was in this form, something was wrong. But he was there, he was alive. That was what mattered. “You don’t need to mount the guard, you know? It’s the job of the thirty guards posted all around here.”
The bird ignored her, acting as if no one was there. Aelin only chuckled, not a deep enough sound to be truly joyful.
“Hey,” Aelin breathed, keeping her eyes on the majestuous hawk. “I was worried.”
That seemed to peak Rowan’s interest. He turned his head, pained eyes finding hers. Her shoulders slackened, defeated at the sight of her mate this way. The bird flew, landing on her shoulder. Aelin smiled a little when he rubbed her cheek with his head.
“Shift?” She softly asked, playing with the end of one of his feathers. “I don’t really enjoy speaking alone.”
He seemed to hesitate for a second, his eyes going back to the horizon, then he seemed to nod. Aelin knew what to wait for, she closed her eyes, not really wanting to be blind for the next thousand years of her life. When she opened them, her beautiful mate was standing in front of her.
The way his head was low, the way he didn’t look at her… Aelin knew there was something wrong. Her blood froze as she took a step, encircling his waist with her arms. She was lucky to be smaller than him, she looked up and he tried to look away, but with a hand on his cheek, she forced him to keep his eyes on her. “What’s wrong, Ro?”
“Nothing.”
It was that kind of night, then. The kind where one of them could close and wouldn’t open up for the other. It was the hardest, if Aelin was honest. But she couldn’t say anything about it, she was the one who did it the most and Rowan had to go through it all alone. Sometimes, emotions were just too much and it was so much easier to cut everything off and just not speak about it.
Aelin didn’t give up, keeping her warm arms around his body and extending her shield to him so he wouldn’t freeze to death. “We can go home, if you want,” she said. “Asper and Helia wouldn’t mind.”
Rowan just shook his head and it took everything in Aelin not to sigh. “They were happy you were there tonight, you know.”
A grunt. Okay, then talking about the kids wasn’t the solution. “What are you looking at?” Aelin asked, turning her head to where Rowan’s eyes were. Her cheek was warmed by his body head as she let it rest on his torso. It was then she realized he wasn’t holding her back, his arms limp at his sides.
“The world.”
Well it was cryptic but at least he spoke, it was something at least. “What about it?”
“I am just thinking.”
“Of?”
She felt him take a deep breath, “What it would feel like to leave there. Free from everything.”
Aelin hummed, “Sounds like a plan when the kids are ready to reign, buzzard.” Sure, she’d miss seeing people and the parties… But she could survive in a little cottage with nothing else to do than her husband. Yes, she might even like it.
“That’s…” He swallowed and Aelin’s interest peaked at this. Rowan never looked for his words. “That is not what I meant.”
She looked up, her brows furrowed. He looked everywhere but at her, and it all clicked in her mind. Her arms fell to her side, she took a step back. “You mean, you live there. Not us. Am I wrong?”
His silence was answer enough. Aelin gasped for breath, it couldn’t be happening.
“What? No!” Aelin panicked, even as she walked back she didn’t retract her shield, finding it impossible to leave him in the cold. “Just yesterday you told me you loved me, Rowan. What the hell is happening?”
Once again, he couldn’t find himself to look at her and it broke something in her chest. “Have I done something?” Her voice was quiet. “I know- I know I’m too much sometimes, but I can change, you don’t have to leave. You cannot leave us. Or me.”
Aelin had never heard of someone leaving their mate, it didn’t make any sense. Wasn’t that all the mating bond was about? The impossibility to leave without the other? The impossibility to breathe if you were alone?
Rowan shook his head, “That has nothing to do with you. You’re not too much.”
“Tell me why, then. Just- Please, Rowan, speak to me.”
He looked at her then, and she knew it was the pain talking. His pain wanted to leave, not him. It should have reassured her, should have made her think she was going to keep her husband, but Rowan had already given up so much because of pain. His life, his freedom, his emotions… Everything. It was awful that a part of her believed he could leave her.
His eyes fell to her belly and he sighed, she could hear the exhaustion in it. For a few seconds he kept looking right there, where their child was growing in her. It was also kicking her ass and craved more vegetables than sweets, already preparing itself to be daddy’s favorite. Aelin was five months along, happier than ever to carry life once again in her. Just one life this time, she asked healers to check multiple times. Never had she thought she’d have other children after her twins, but this baby was a true miracle.
Rowan had been so happy to hear of it, he had made love to her for hours on end in their bed chambers the moment he scented it on her. How could he still think of leaving?
“I cannot let you all live with a monster, Aelin. I can’t do this to them and I can’t do this to you.”
Oh. Oh, no. “Rowan, you’re the further away from being a monster.”
He snorted then, such a hateful sound. “Yeah, go tell that to the thousand children I killed in Sollerme.”
So, this was what it was about. Aelin knew about Sollerme, of course she did. And she had never looked at him differently for that. “Did something happen?” He hadn’t brought it up in a long while. But she knew how easily a memory could be triggered. Then, she realised. He hadn’t been pissy all day about the party. He had probably dreamed of Sollerme. “You dreamed of it, didn’t you? Oh, honey, no…”
He walked two steps back when she took one closer, “Don’t do that, don’t look at me with love in your eyes. You’re a mother, Aelin. How can you even look at a child killer this way?”
She was taken aback by this, she knew he regretted Sollerme but she didn’t know he loathed himself that much. “Because I love you, and you’re not a child killer.”
“You don’t under-”
“No, you don’t understand,” She cut him. He needed harshness to understand. “You were no less a slave than I was in Endovier, Rowan. When will you understand that? Yes, our shackles were different and left different kinds of scars, but the situation was the same.”
He shook his head, sorrow on his features, “Look at me,” she asked of him. “Look at me and tell me that right now, as a free male, you would do it again. Look at me and tell me you wouldn’t find another solution, tell me you’d do the exact same thing. Do this and maybe then I will look at you as a monster.”
He couldn’t say it and he knew it, so Aelin kept going because he needed to realize it. He needed to stop beating himself up. “Maeve made you do it,” he looked at her then, surprised she said her name. Aelin never did, not anymore, not after she broke free thanks to her friends. But for Rowan she could say it, “She is the monster. You’re not even a bad person for joining her because she manipulated you into doing it.” Because of me was something she wanted to add but didn’t, Rowan didn’t need to know she felt guilty for things that happened before she was even born.
“Helia and Asper adore you, Rowan. This baby will, too. And if they grow up with a monster, if they are raised by a monster it’s not you. It’s me,” she didn’t make it about herself but she felt like every compliment in the world wouldn’t do anything for him, so she tried something else. “You had to do what Maeve said or you’d die. I obeyed every single one of Arobynn’s orders without a question. I killed whoever he wanted me to, even without money in exchange. I did it all because I admired that man, Rowan.”
“That’s not that simple, he manipulated you into doing this.”
“So did Maeve,” here she was, her point finally made. “I’m not going to compare how the two of them manipulated us, it was very different, but the outcome is the same. These bastards are dead, Rowan. We are alive, we have children, we are married and we’re happy while they root in the pitch of hell. We deserve what we have. I love you Rowan, and how dark your past is won’t change a single thing. I love you and I love these things about you, too. They are who you are, they forged the husband that I have now.”
That was when he broke, tears flowing down his chest as his broken voice whispered, “I have a hard time believing that anyone could actually love me.”
Oh, Rowan. Aelin flung herself in his arms, holding it as close as it was humanly possible. “I love you so much, Rowan,” Aelin whispered.
Rowan let it all go then, sobbing into her neck as he kept her close. At that moment, Aelin wished Maeve was still alive just so she could kill her. She was glad Fenrys had gotten the killing bow that was entirely his, but in times like these, Aelin wished she could close her hands around that bitch’s neck and feel her breath stop. Not even for herself, for the things that she made Aelin live. No, Aelin wished she could kill her for the pain she brought the pure soul that was her mate.
“Are you decent?” A loud voice echoed from outside of Aelin’s shield. When she turned around, she was only partly surprised to see her twins, a hand over their eyes walking toward them before they hit their face in Aelin’s shield, both of them grunting at the burn. She smiled and extended her shield to both of them, her mother instincts kicking in. They must be freezing, Helia was only wearing a thin cloak over her dress.
Both of them took their hands from their face at the same time Rowan turned around, leaving Aelin’s arms to hide his face. Asper was on the verge of being drunk. Aelin knew it from the way he stood and she could also smell it on him. She was glad he was having fun on his birthday, she knew her boy. He wasn’t the type to over-do things, which was surprising considering who his mother was.
Helia seemed to smell something in the air other than the alcohol because she asked, “Is someone crying?” Then she looked at Rowan who still hadn't turned to greet them. “Dad? You’re okay?”
That was when Aelin was hit with a good idea, even if she was sure it would lead to Rowan hating her and actually leaving her. “Yeah,” Rowan’s deep and calm voice echoed in the shield.
“He’s lying,” Aelin said. Rowan brusquely turned his head to her and both her kids looked at her confused. “Your dad needs to tell you something.”
“Aelin,” Rowan warned her, but she didn’t care. She took his hand and smiled at him as she made him turn around. There was no mistaking the tears on his cheeks. Aelin realized she might have made a mistake, her kids had never seen Rowan cry. Never. She was convinced that in their minds, he was a hero that could be hurt by nothing.
“Dad…” Helia’s mood dropped and she didn’t hesitate a second before throwing her arms around her father. Rowan’s shoulders relaxed a bit at this, hugging his daughter back. Asper looked at Aelin, then, eyes wide. She smiled at him and opened her arms to him. Even if he was much taller than her, hell, taller than Rowan almost, he still let Aelin wrap an arm around his shoulder as she tucked him closer to her. “What’s wrong?” He whispered. “Are you okay?” He asked, his hand resting on Aelin’s belly to feel who he was sure to be his little brother. Asper absolutely wanted a brother. There was no mistaking he had been raised by Rowan in the way he cared for his family.
Aelin nodded, “Your dad needs to tell you something.”
Her mate knew where this was going, his eyes raised in alarm, “No, never.”
“Tell them, Ro.”
He shook his head, looking around to find a way out of there. “Tell us what?” Helia’s voice cracked.
Rowan looked at her, I can’t do this. Don’t take them away from me, please.
Tell them, Rowan.
What if they hate me?
Just tell them.
He looked at her in a way that told her he would never forgive her if her plan didn’t go as she wanted it too, and she would hate herself too. She gave him an encouraging smile as he opened his mouth, and then, he was telling their children everything. Everything he did in this city, everything he still regretted today. He was unable to look at them.
Helia was passive in his arms, as she always was. She never let any emotions outside, she was too good at concealing them. Asper, however, didn’t have this ability. His grip on Aelin’s waist tightened enough that he had to apologise when she grimaced, she only kept stroking his arm. She could see their horrified faces as Rowan let the words free between them all.
“That’s it, you know everything,” Rowan's voice trembled, his eyes fixed on the ground. Asper pushed Aelin closer to his sister and father, throwing the four of them into a family hug. Aelin slipped her free arm around Rowan’s waist, stroking his side.
“I’m so sorry, dad,” Helia breathed, Aelin could hear the tears in her voice. “I’m so sorry.”
Rowan swallowed his emotions, “What could you possibly be sorry for?”
“What happened to you.”
“That’s true,” Asper said and just by the tone of his voice, Aelin knew he was going to try to light up the mood. “I mean, if trauma was genetic, Helia and I would be so deep in horseshit by now.”
Helia snorted, “Worst. Imagine if we had their temper. One of us would be grumpy all the time while the other would suffer from some form of hyperactivity.”
“You’d definitely be the grumpy one,” Asper noted, earning a kick in the leg by Helia.
“Do you hate me?”
Aelin snorted, looking up at her husband. Tears were still shining on his cheeks, her heart crushed. “Is it that bad to be me?” He asked.
She saw the grin of her children decompose in seconds, Helia throwing an angry look at Asper. “See what you’ve done? Gods, As, you’re impossible!”
“You’re the one who acted as if I had compared you to a skinwalker.”
The young princess huffed, “Always the dramatic, incapable of admitting any of your faults. Oh sure, Asper, you’ll be an amazing king some day. I can already see it, let’s pray mom and dad fade before we’re crowned or you will kill them yourself with that attitude.”
“Are you going to gaslight our court like you’re gaslighting me or is it just a privilege for your twin?”
Helia’s mouth was wide open, “Gaslight? What the-”
“Kids,” Aelin said, a small smile on her lips.
Both of them seemed to remember what situation they were in as they both muttered an apology, but Helia, who was the most like Aelin, couldn’t help but mutter, “I’m still gonna burn your ass cheeks.”
Thank gods, Asper ignored her but Aelin still felt the air getting colder around her daughter. “We love you, dad,” Asper said gently.
Rowan looked at them then, the hope on his face was something out of a nightmare. He didn’t realize how good of a person he was. “How? How can you not look differently at me?”
Helia’s smile was sly, “If I had to look at you differently it would have happened when I caught you and mom that day in the throne room.”
Aelin laughed at the more than embarrassing memory, “You didn’t knock, that’s on you.”
“Yes, well, sorry. I did assume that you’d keep your affection for private rooms.”
Asper snorted, “I agree with mom, that’s on you. We’re talking about people who look tortured if they don’t see each other everyday.”
Aelin elbowed her son in the rib gently, and then she looked at Rowan. He was watching them, his family. Not the one he had been born into but the one he created out of nothing. “Ro,” she grabbed his hand, squeezing it as she left her son’s side to go hug her husband. Her belly prevented them from all the contact she wished but at least he put his arms around her shoulders, accepting the contact. “I love you. They love you.”
“None of us could ever blame you for the things another person made you do.”
Aelin and Rowan looked up at their son, surprised. They had never been into details about their pasts, their children knew the basics. Rowan was a warrior, Aelin an assassin. They met and fought in a war together.
“You never talk, but uncle Fenrys does,” Helia started.
“He told us a little about you two, about what your lifes were before you met.”
And at that, Aelin knew they were aware of the number of people she killed. They knew her past, and still, they loved her. Maybe she had needed this as much as Rowan because tears slipped out of her eyes, Rowan’s grip on her shoulder tightened. Helia fidgeted with her hands, looking down as she said, “I’ve wanted to be like you, dad, ever since I can remember. But I know my wishes grew every single time Uncle Fenrys told us a story about you. No matter how gore and dark it was, I always told myself: Damn, I want to be half as strong as him. I want to be able to survive all this.”
“And the same goes for you, mom,” Asper said. “Uncle Aedion and Aunt Lysandra talk a lot about you. I’m fifty and I panic when someone talks to me, while when you were eighteen you survived atrocities I cannot even imagine. But no matter how cruel the world was to you, you still found the strength to love. I’ve always wanted this capacity.”
Tears were overflowing her cheeks now, but Helia kept going, “My earliest memory of dad was when I broke my arm, I was eight. You healed me and then asked me not to say anything to mom. I asked you if she’d be mad at me because I was forbidden from riding ponies without an adult around but I still did it. You just laughed and said that I wouldn’t be my mother’s daughter if I didn’t break the rules and that she’d be more proud of me than anything else. Then, you said you wanted to keep it a secret because mom hadn’t left her bed all day, because it was a bad day. You said that she missed her parents very much and that she deserved a day for herself. That was when I realized what love meant. The person you love must always come first. I wish someone loved me half as much as you love each other.”
Aelin didn’t know about this at all, but it was so much like Rowan to protect her from everything that could hate her. She remembered the only day pain had been so much she hadn’t been able to leave her bed, her parent’s seventy death anniversary. If she had known Helia had hurt herself that day… It would have just triggered that fear she had when the twins turned eight that she and Rowan were doing to die, leaving her precious babies to the hateful existence she had experienced.
“Oh,” Asper started, “And do you remember when dad made us bake fifty different kinds of chocolate cake for their wedding anniversary?”
Helia laughed, “Yes! We complained so much because we had cooks that were paid to do this, but dad gave us a long speech saying that the time spent on the cake was what truly mattered and what made it a good gift.”
“He also said that we were baking that many of them because he wanted mom to taste them all and maybe she’d finally be disgusted by it.”
“Clearly didn’t work,” Rowan teased, and Aelin squeezed his waist, happy to have him back.
“I fell in love with you in Mistward,” Aelin said. “I was in that form that I hated more than anything, we were running and you looked back. You saw me, you didn’t see the assassin of the hateful girl that I was. You saw Aelin, and you smiled. You saw good parts of me I didn’t even know existed.”
Rowan wiped the tears out of his face, probably trying to keep some semblance of dignity in front of his children.
“Does that sound like a monster to you?” Aelin asked. Rowan looked down at her, and even if there was still pain on his face, there was also happiness. He leaned down, kissing her softly. Aelin’s hand tangled into his hair, pressing him closer to her until her children made disgusted noises and said some variations of Get a room, for Mala’s sake.
Aelin laughed as they broke their kiss, both parents opening their arms for their children to come and hug her. And as Helia and Asper, big smiles on their faces, slipped their arms around their parents, Rowan whispered words that had always meant everything. “I love you all. So, so much.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Helia teased, “Love you, too, old man.”
“I’m not saying it back until our next session of training,” Asper said. “You’re way too mean sometimes.”
Aelin laughed, happy and grateful beyond imagination for her family. And down the bond, Aelin knew Rowan would stay. She knew he was as happy as she was, he just needed some family time.
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Hello, this is the first time I’ve come here and I’d like, if possible, you could place my order, I don’t remember if I already placed that ask or something, so if yes, sorry to bother you...
I can order something with Yandere! Vampire with a Vampire Slayer! Reader, please...
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Welcome in!
Well yes boo, you did make a very similar request, and I'm sorry if it took me like a long time to answer you (at least to me it feels like a whole month has passed, time has been so slow and so fast somehow-) it's just that I'm dealing with a lot of stuff outside of Tumblr and although I try to not think about it, it does affect my performance in writing. Also you're not bothering me at all boo!
Also I just realized something, normally when I write I put really mean remarks about the reader but it's not supposed to be taken seriously by you guys, as it's mostly either an look into the perspective of the ocs (normally the bullies who are very mean and cruel-) or even an exaggeration on the reader's current mind state (if the reader feels dumb about a certain action they have chosen, I try to make them sound very exaggerated since I don't want any of you to take it personally, y'all are beautiful okay? Don't worry about the snarky comments and rude remarks that I may write).
I'll try to make it more obvious that it's mostly a character's exaggerated perspective next time, or maybe put trigger warnings about degrading language/mean comments.
TW/Tags: mentions of addiction (to blood) // male x male // male reader // vampy vamp // monster(vampire) x (human)reader // mentions of death // unofficial OC/just a random character I decided to create for this specific piece // captivity/kidnaping // mentions of torture/infliction of pain // mind control/gaslighting/manipulation and stockholm syndrome // being drugged/poisoned // kinda sadistic but not so much so cause I like giving y'all some softness.
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True love is found in small bites [Yandere!M!Vampire x M!Vampire Hunter!Reader - Headcanon]:
Who doesn't like a little one on one with an immortal creature in a fight filled with sexual tension? Who wouldn't want to prove their worth to their dad who is a lonely vampire hunter?
Your dad had hunted vampires all by himself for years now and he won't stop until the day he drops dead, or at least that's what he told you.
He taught you everything that you needed to know, and honestly- You probably know a lot more than some of the guys who are paid to do this every month, Hell, your dad hunts them basically every week! That's kinda the reason why he won't accompany you this time, too busy dealing with vampires in a neighboring village, some rumours of some high profiled vampires coming into your hometown… He was very concerned for your safety before deciding that whenever these rumours were true or not, he needed to check them for himself regardless.
You decided to go on a hunt on your own, hunt one down and prove to your man that you'll do just fine all by yourself.
However, you have the knowledge from the books you read and from what your father taught you, but you don't have personal experiences in fighting vampires. So that's why you're finally going to take down a vampire all by yourself.
It took you some time to find the right target, but after hearing complaints about some odd things happening in the less wealthy part of town, you thought you had a pretty clear picture of what happened. You thought that maybe some vampires have been attacking the poorest people in town to not cause a bigger panic in the population, and sadly enough, you were right.
Apparently the vampirism started to spread uncontrollably as the newly transformed vampires weren't accustomed with the new malevolent power. Some would get addicted to blood and to the power they hold against humans, and start to bite more than what they can chew on.
You found someone who was acting suspiciously, a commoner who was acting more aggressively towards his neighbors and family, he had created a lot of enemies in only a couple of days after being transformed, as he was now acting like "royalty" surrounded by peasants. The poor bastard was out of his mind, and sadly you needed to take care of him before he would hurt more people.
The work of a vampire slayer (or at least, one who works on their own accord) isn't as glamorous or "pleasant" as most may think, it involves you constantly questioning yourself and your morals, the guy you're hunting has a family but from what you heard and from what you have seen as you observed him from afar- He is clearly gone, consumed by the addiction of human blood, he would end up hurting his own family if you didn't intervene.
You had to stalk him for basically the whole day, collecting information and waiting for a good opportunity to strike him- Sadly enough, you didn't know that someone else was also interested in killing him.
It was pretty quick now that you think about it- You were about to tackle him when someone else got to do it before you. You didn't know about vampire society's inner relationships but you are aware that there is some form of hierarchy, and that those who were transformed into vampires were considered to be closer to the bottom than those who were born into it. The bottom of their social structure being those who they could all feed on, so in other words humans.
As you have already prepared yourself to attack the blood addictic, this guy who seemed to have come out of nowhere has already noticed that he wasn't alone, you wouldn't be able to hide yourself at this point and running wouldn't be an option considering how fast he moved.
The only option was left was to fight this vampire who was clearly way too powerful for your newbie ass. It was a pretty tough fight, and even if you have lost- You did manage to prove that you weren't just a random human who found themselves in the wrong place, in the wrong time.
You were very well prepared- Idris was pretty impressed by your resistance, but from his eyes, you were lacking a lot in the intelligence department. You were a good brawler, but not a decent vampire slayer by far- He would question you about your level of skill constantly, even mocking the idea of you being an "newbie" at this job.
Idris had won in the end, making you his prisoner who he would bring back to his clan to be used as an easy food source while also giving them info about other vampire slayers. Of course you wouldn't give them anything, no matter how bad your situation was you would still fight to the very end.
Idris had used one of his abilities to bring you two to his clan's hideout in a blink of an eye, you weren't expecting it to be so quick. You were tied up and inside an "abandoned" mansion filled with vampires, you were sure you wouldn't survive this at all- Yet you had promised yourself to not give them any information about other vampires slayers, especially your father.
You have met them, all of them- All of the Nox clan of pure vampires (or at least the last of them), in one single place. They were all so eager to jump in and start the "fun" with you. To torture you, drink from you, control your mind so you would spill all that you know, they tried to but you wouldn't stop squirming and fighting their touch- However, your attitude has only helped to aggravate them.
Idris was in charge of taking care of you- And by that they meant he was the one who would be screwing with you the most. He would keep you alive with your bare necessities but would also be the one to punish and torture you to speak up.
Interestingly enough, Idris wasn't interested in violently taking the truth out of you- Oh no, boo- He was much more sadistic than that.
He saw you as a plaything, like a cat he would see you as something he should toy with before devouring- He would try to push you to your limits verbally, trying to trigger some sort of wound you may have. You were stronger than he assumed, he should have known you weren't so dumb to give in to his insults and threats.
He would still bite you though, hey, a man needs some blood before continuing his private interrogation, right? It's not his fault you're both his snack and the one being interrogated.
You were strong minded, you weren't feeling too awful about being taken as a prisoner, since you felt as if deep down you could still escape this- So the effects of the poison that he would inject on you weren't showing up at first, but after sometime of being under this terrible living condition with only him to talk with, you started to feel some type of weird way around him.
It could be the poison finally taking over, but you have started to notice some… Particular choices that Idris took when interacting with you. Again- It could be all some magic shit in your mind, but you could swear that the lingering touches from him weren't rough or painful as his threats.
Idris was never physically harmful towards you, even to his peers dismay as they would constantly scold him for being too soft. He was indeed very off putting and sadistic- But could he be hiding something deep inside his literally cold exterior? You started to think so… Well, you started to hope so.
See, although the poison is already making your mind dizzy and making you feel some kind of weird attraction towards Iris- It wasn't completely just your mind playing tricks on you, Idris has been trying a new tactic with you and it was working.
Maybe you haven't noticed yet, but for the last few weeks he has started to flirt with you more, touch you more and whisper less concerning things into your ears, and you were eating it all up due to your isolation and his poisonous bite.
The more he sucked your blood, the more enamoured you were with his softer "side", the poison becoming stronger with each bite. But everyday you two spend time together, Idris can't help but feel just as interested in you as you are to him. He may play it off as a sadistic manipulative (which he kinda is-) vampire who is above you and his own feelings- But whenever it's just you and him, he just feels like there is a bigger connection being formed.
The more you two get to know each other the more he'll start falling for you, to the point he doesn't know if he is faking empathy and care or if he actually likes you in a weird way. He has started to feel very satisfied whenever you start acting clingy, desperate even for his attention (again- He is the only one willing to even talk with you before biting you and sucking your blood), the sensation of power he feels is a little bit overwhelming- But very much appreciated.
You have started to feel some side effects from losing so much blood everyday, which has made Idris concerned and incapable of drinking from you for at least some time while you recover from it. But since you need some time to rest without being injected with more venom from fangs, which will cause you to start waking up from your brainwashed state and remember that A: It has been months since you were gone, your dad is out there looking for you and it's possibly thinking you're dead; B: You're trapped in a mansion filled with the last vampires of a powerful clan which has been massacred by vampire slayers like you; and C: You were starting to catch feelings for the one who brought you here- Regardless of manipulation and freaky vampire shit- You were indeed falling for his charm.
Whenever that happens, it will be obvious that you'll start trying to fight them and escape again, even if you're very, very weak from all these months without proper training and healthy eating habits.
You may try your hardest dear, but you'll need a better plan than just going feral on Idris. He is a lot stronger than you, especially since you can't even stand up on your own, and even hurting him makes you feel oddly awful- You had relied on him for so long, that it feels like you would be betraying him if you actually do hurt him, it seems like some of the effects of so much time under his manipulation are still present.
You can't hurt him, but you can still try to sneak out. You should still try to escape!
You would eventually come up with a plan to run away while it was still morning, even if it was a very flawed plan considering that the only place you knew in this entire mansion was Idris's room and bathroom. For some miracle reason, you would find a way to sneak out, it was pretty hard considering you have no strength in your legs, yet luckily no one seemed to be aware of your sudden movement around the corridors- Apparently the whole clan is composed of heavy sleepers.
Your escape was successful, but you wouldn't be able to reach safety anytime soon in your condition- And you knew that eventually they would wake up again and Idris would find you soon. Yet as you had promised yourself and your father, you weren't going down without a fight.
Idris is responsible for you, so whenever he notices that you were gone- He would first assume one of his kind has took you, but considering how everyone else in the clan considers him to be a nuisance and incompetent, he couldn't possibly ask around where were you. If he did, they would end up yelling at him and take you as their personal blood bag- He couldn't let them know that you have escaped.
He would search for you and be honest to god thankful that you weren't dead yet- He would be pissed but more concerned about your current state, after all you were supposed to be resting from losing so much blood and yet here you are: Trying to survive the wild nature around the mansion in a stupid attempt of escaping the vampires.
Idris would have to bite you more often while also giving some days off so you could rest, but doing in a way that you never lose the effects of the poison- He can't stand to see you fighting him so much.
I mean- He thinks that it's pretty attractive how fiesty you are, but he needs you to stay still in his bedroom and to start giving him those confused yet passionate eyes again- Idris doesn't know whether or not you're in love with him or is just acting in instinct considering your current position, and he soon will find himself begging for you to truly give in to this weird fantasy he has built around you two- But for now, all that he wants is the smallest affection that may come from you, even if it's not as true and morally correct as true love is supposed to be.
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