#you don't really think about the gruesome murders you just sing

[puranami]

✿ It's The Little Things - 3 ✿

A/N: @leafyturtle come get y'all Franky and Robin fluff! I'm excited for this one, lotsa faves in here >:3c

Summary: Little relationship things with (currently) anime/manga exclusives ✿

Characters: Franky, Robin, Law, Kid, Killer

Content: SFW, G/N reader, language in Kid's (bc it's Kid lol) bottomless fluff ✿

(Part 1 - Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Usopp, Sanji) (Part 2 - Buggy, Shanks, Mihawk) (Part 4 - Crocodile, Rosinante, Doflamingo)

Franky

✿ Multiply his self-aggrandizing by 100, and that's how he sees you; he is your personal hype man! Every single insecurity, no matter how big or small, will be kissed away, because you are perfect, and you should definitely tell people as such. Wait, you're too shy and don't want to? No worries, Franky's got you, and he'll tell everyone himself. Loudly. No, he won't stop or tone it down; "The world needs to know how super you are!" He loves when you hype him up in turn, and uses it to show you how great self confidence is; and it will rub off on you. He's so proud when you declare how amazing you are, even if it's just to him! "AOW! That's right, babe, you are amazing!" He'll pick you up in those huge, strong arms of his, practically crushing you in a bear hug.

✿ Franky loves to make you any and all gadgets he thinks you'd like, or need. Just as he is constantly upgrading his body, he develops and re-develops things that make your life easier, or that bit cooler! While he likes to surprise you with them, seeing how your eyes light up in wonder as he shows you how it works, he loves it even more when you're involved in the building process; brainstorming ideas, designing, picking out the colour palette, he'll even let you use a blowtorch, just, please be careful, wait what was that twinkle of mischief in your eyes? Okay, no more blowtorch - leave it to the pro! It would kill him if you got hurt on his watch, he's meant to protect you!

✿ He's made up a comfy little alcove in his workshop so you can keep him company while he's working. Soft cushions, blankets, lights so can work on your own hobbies, it's perfect! Even when you were just friends, you were always welcome there, and it's become your little safe space. It's comfy enough to fall asleep there when Franky works late, and he even modified it so that there is room for him to sleep there too. While hanging out, you'll talk about everything, and nothing, what you're both working on, or you'll simply listen to music and enjoy each others presence, and that often leads to loud singing, especially on Franky's part. He'll share his cola with you too, you just bring the snacks - can't work on an empty stomach after all!

Robin

✿ Robin is very calm and reserved, especially compared to the rest of the crew, so her way of showing affection follows the same pattern. She'll put a gentle hand on your arm, and touch your foreheads together, but her favourite thing to do is to grow an arm out of your own, reaching down to hold your hand, all while on the other side of the room, smiling to herself. If your eyes are sharp, you'll catch the delicate blush on her cheeks when you bring your arm up to kiss her hand, or gently hold it to your cheek. She'll also make a pair of arms to wrap around your waist, or shoulders if you're sat down. She'll hold you personally too, but that is saved for your private quarters or the library.

✿ Part of her flirting is making dark comments and jokes; "I know the best way to your heart, dear." - "Through my stomach?" - "Oh no, that's not very efficient! It's anywhere between the 2nd and 4th ribs." She'll say it with such a loving gaze and gentle smile, and if you didn't know Robin better, you'd be worried she was plotting your murder, but that's just how she is, and you love her for it. She will also tell you all the gruesome details she finds in her books and research. Part of you suspects that she's purposefully trying to spook you so she can comfort you, but really she just finds these thing fascinating. Robin will be ecstatic if you can match her gallows humour, or if you have morbid facts of your own you can share with her.

✿ She takes great comfort in the fact that you love her unconditionally, and that you have always accepted her as she is, morbid interests, and former associations included, and she makes sure that you know she loves you all the same, no matter your quirks, flaws, and mistakes, for that is the beauty of love! You are each others port in the unrelenting storm of life.

Law

✿ Law is so used to losing the people he loves most, so for him to open up, it will take a lot of time, patience, and understanding. You can't push him on things, and will have to wait for him to come to you - he needs to feel like he has some control over the situation so he can make better judgement calls, and do something if it all goes wrong. It's nothing personal, he just doesn't want to helplessly watch his world fall apart again; he's older, smarter, and much stronger now, he will keep those he cares about safe. Once he's at that point where he feels like he's ready to be open and honest, he is completely dedicated and doggedly loyal, though he isn't very expressive with it.

✿ He shows his love through acts of service; making sure you are eating and sleeping well, tending any injuries you get in day to day life, moving you if you've fallen asleep in a weird place or position so you don't get any aches and pains, or catch a cold. Law hopes that you can feel the love he has for you in each action. He just wants to know you are healthy and well so he doesn't need to worry about you. Well, he says that, but he still worries, he can't help it. You'll need to use his own tactics against him to make sure he actually sleeps and eats instead of just working. It won't always work, sometimes he's working on things that are far too important, but he will relent otherwise.

✿ PDA is not a thing for him. At all. It's almost like he doesn't want to jinx things with the world seeing he has entrusted his heart with another again. On the Polar Tang, when it's just you and the crew, he'll be a little more open, placing a hand on your head or shoulder, matching your pace as he walks beside you, slightly gentler eyes, and the hint of a smile; so subtle, yet the crew sees right through him, and they like to tease you both. Nothing serious, but it still gets them the worst chores in response. In private, when you are alone is the only time will he allow himself to be vulnerable.

Kid

✿ Given how intense and aggressive he is, you have the patience of a goddamn saint, and guts to back you up. He refuses to lessen himself for anyone; he is who he is, and you can either accept it and embrace him fully, or you can, in his words, "Fuck right off!" It will take a lot to break through the immense barriers he has - he will shout, argue, insult, and to get through, you have to be able to withstand that without crumbling. Shout back! Show him you're not gonna let anyone walk all over you, not even him, earn his respect, then you can build up from there. Once you've wormed your way into that exclusive club of 'We aren't Killer, but Kid still cares about us," he will be ride or die with you, and when he realises he genuinely likes you, or hell, even loves you, he would burn down the world for you if you asked him to.

✿ Out in public, you get no special treatment. It's just safer that way. He can't afford to be looking over his shoulder every other minute to make sure no one is trying to get to him through you. He'll still keep an eye on you of course, but it's indistinguishable from him watching over the rest of the crew. On the Victoria Punk he will be possessive, but not affectionate. Kid will keep you by his side, or drag you onto his lap, just generally manhandling you really, there will be no mistaking who you belong to. Once you're alone he will actually soften up; he knows he's a lot, and he cares deep down, but he's still in charge, he is your captain after all. You should take advantage of this time to get all the affection out of him that you can!

✿ You're one of the few that are actually allowed to hang in his workshop, as long as you don't bother him. He'll entertain some conversation if he's just setting up, or having a break, but once he's in the zone, zip it. He's fine with you watching him work - he's good at what he does and he knows it, but seeing the admiration in your eyes is a nice ego boost. He'll make you things if the mood hits him, particularly bits of jewellery, as it makes it easier to manhandle you from the other side of the room. He's a busy man, he doesn't want to wait for you to look his way and walk over, he wants your attention now!

Killer

✿ Like Kid, Killer has a tendency to manhandle, but it's not nearly as aggressive; he's a big guy with big, strong muscles, and he just enjoys hauling you around like a sack of potatoes. It gives him the opportunity to hold you close, 'accidentally' touch your butt, and your laughter through it all is just so sweet. He greatly enjoys your presence when he's going about his day, and deeply appreciates any assistance you can offer, such as in the kitchen, and certainly when trying to manage his idiot best friend and crew, as he's essentially the de facto caretaker on board. Often you'll end up sat on his shoulders, acting as an extra pair of eyes and hands - no shenanigans go unnoticed!

✿ You have become an expert at reading Killer's moods and expressions through his mask, every slight shift of his body, and the angle of his head has a very specific meaning. It doesn't help that he's a quiet man in general; balancing Kid's incessant ranting and raving with his well thought out, straight to the point statements. He much prefers to listen to you talk, only talking when he has something to add to the mostly one-sided conversation. He loves having these 'chats' with you sat in his lap, head resting against his broad chest. Sometimes his goatee will tickle the top of your head, and he lives for those giggles.

✿ It will take a long time for him to feel comfortable enough to remove his mask, and you can bet he refuses to laugh around you for the longest time. Just be patient with him, and let him do things when he's ready, and don't make a big deal out of it if something slips; he'll be pretty mortified, so just giving him a loving smile and a gentle touch will reassure him that maybe the things he's insecure about, or straight up hates, aren't as big an issue as he believes them to be. Telling him he is perfect is appreciated, but not effective in building him up, since nothing is perfect really, but seeing you love him unconditionally certainly will give him a boost.

[somekindofsentience]

Omori and its parallels with OCD, or my personal connection to this game

SPOILER WARNING: AS USUAL, MAJOR OMORI SPOILERS FOR MOST ENDINGS AND THINGS.

CONTENT WARNING: MENTIONS OF SELF-HARM, SUICIDE, SEVERE MENTAL ILLNESS, DEATH, LOSS AND OMORI-TYPICAL CONTENT. I will also be referring to my own intrusive thoughts a lot, so please take caution if it might trigger you to spiral.

DISCLAIMER: I AM BY NO MEANS A MENTAL HEALTH PROFESSIONAL. I am in the process of seeking a diagnosis (we're getting there :) ), but it has been otherwise confirmed by professionals that I experience OCD. This post is about my personal experience with OCD and trauma, and the way I believe these feeling manifest in the game. I don't believe Sunny or Basil experience OCD, but I want to compare my experiences with obsession, compulsions and trauma-related OCD. Other people may have completely different experiences, and those are valid!

You could call this catharsis, some form of healing. Really I'm doing this for myself, which was kind of why I started writing Omori analysis in the first place (???). and im a nerd for this game

Guilt

Guilt has always been one of my biggest hurdles, and it's also a very relevant theme in Omori.

For the longest time, my brain and I have been actively trying to develop compulsions to cope with guilt, and it seems to consistently fail. I've tried singing songs on repeat, extreme self-harm, distraction, avoidance ect, and nothing seems to work. Sure, I've never committed recital day, but even small things can make me feel horrifically guilty, as my intrusive thoughts tell me I'm a horrible person or a liar.

I see this in Sunny, too. For the longest time, his mind has been trying to cope with the guilt, and it chose to delve deep into repression. But no matter how much he represses, the truth is still there, and so that guilt is still there.

The Fear Polaroids in the Omori Route are also a representation of guilt, as is the mirror during the Truth segment, both depicting Sunny has a hideous demon. My intrusive thoughts depict me as a demon, too, doing horrific things to myself and others. The images of mutilated, demonic Sunny capture the... inhumanity that my mind makes me feel.

I get it, Sunny. I don't feel human either.

Mewo's Death as an Intrusive Thought

Cat Dissection is an interesting area of Black Space, in that its immediate relevance to the truth is less obvious. It's also one of the more horrifying ones - on my first playthrough, I was running blind, and I figured you'd have to kill Mewo for the key. You do not. my biggest regret

Mewo is obviously linked to Mari, but at the time, we'd only ever seen this slightly mentioned in the real world photo album. At that point in Black Space, Mewo was closely tied to Sunny and Omori, being an essential part of White Space.

The player can stab themselves to get out, or cut open Mewo and suffer the regret. This room feels very reminiscent of a gruesome intrusive thought that just won't go away, those days where you see yourself murdering all your friends, or violently injuring yourself. Much of Sunny's hallucinations, or creatures like Something, also mimic this kind of thing.

That room has far deeper analysis to dive into, but this is as far as I'll go for this segment.

Compulsive Behaviour - Repetition

Basil is probably the first character that comes to mind when I think of compulsive behaviour. His most iconic line...

This sort of repetitive action is the root of a compulsion - an attempt to relieve anxiety. Whether or not Basil fits the criteria of needing repeat those words otherwise something bad might happen is unknown, but this sort of behaviour is very relatable in my experience.

I have a tendency to not be consciously aware, but others notice that I'll mumble things to myself. Typically this is me trying to talk back to my intrusive thoughts, as far as I know, and trying to confirm to myself that they're wrong. This will often end in asking someone else or doing research to confirm.

By repeating these things, Basil is trying to ward off the reality, which is that everything isn't okay at all, and likely won't be. But the specific framing is future-oriented - he isn't saying that things are okay right now, he's saying that they will be. This could link to my later point about uncertainty.

Avoidance

Not many people talk about avoidance behaviours as a compulsion, which is probably why much of my OCD went unnoticed as a child. You don't really consider mental compulsions, and avoidance can be very easily hidden, especially if you the ability to force yourself through something if you have no other options.

While it's not exactly the same, Sunny's repression of rooms in his house and the shaking head that prevents you from going to particular areas are forms of avoidance. The sliding glass door that leads to the backyard and the piano room are the most notable - it's not repressed, it's there, but Sunny shakes his head every time you interact with it. He can't go in there. He just can't. There's no explanation for the player.

I relate to that. I have strange rules that mean I can't do things. I just can't. There's no real explanation for myself, either, and sometimes I don't even get intrusive thoughts of the consequences, just some insistence that I can't do it. Perhaps this was confusing or frustrating for the player, but I found it incredibly realistic.

Uncertainty and Abandonment Issues

I've heard somewhere that OCD is, ultimately, a fear of uncertainty. As a result of this disorder, combined with trauma, I also have abandonment issues the way Basil does.

Even before the recital day, Basil's abandonment issues are prevalent. He clings to the group with the photo album, preserving his memories. He took photos of the things he didn't want to lose. After the recital day, Basil really did lose everything, and he was broken as a result of that.

I imagine this sort of thing was one of his regular worries, everyone abandoning him, Sunny in particular. And I can relate to that - one of my more common intrusive thoughts is others leaving me after they find out I've done something horrible. It makes you want to shut off from relationships, just to be safe - what if everyone leaves?

I think that 'what if' is what made Basil so attached to Sunny in the present day of the game. He wants to save Sunny, he wants to make things back to the way they were before, but at the same time, there's this uncertainty - Sunny is moving? Sunny is leaving? What will happen? What if everything gets worse?

This wasn't the easiest to write, but thank you for reading.

[grimalkinmessor]

How do you feel a female light and L, as well as a male Misa will turn out like?

Hard to say! I love me some genderbend but I also,,,,really like Light's personality as it is?? And while I don't think L and Misa would change much personality wise, I think Light would change. At the very least she'd be more disdainful towards men than women, which is already a huge change if no one else is swapped but the Main Trio. Light would be closer to her mother and sister, would probably idolize her father less. Would take "Men Are Dogs" very literally. I think she'd be angrier. Tbh I think fem Light would resort to physical violence far easier than masc Light—she's a better manipulator too, so she gets away with it with nary a scratch on her record. She's definitely a closeted Mean Girl. But I also think that she'd be freer with her more artistic urges to create—she paints in her spare time but they never come out Perfect™ enough for her to show them off so it's just her little secret.

L on the other hand I feel doesn't change much, just because of the way L grows up. Every whim indulged, expectations clear, seeing every gruesome thing the word has to offer far too young. Again, I think she'd rely less on Watari simply because he seems like a proper Englishman that doesn't think a lady should be exposed to violence, but L would absolutely steamroll over him anyway. I imagine Watari tries to parent her more than he does masc L in canon, so L learns to hide shit from him pretty quickly. Her sugar addiction is indulged mostly on her own and when Watari isn't in the room, because the disapproval he radiates is annoying. I also think fem L fist fights all of the Task Force members at least once. She thrashes them all and it's great. The Task Force fights her on far less than they would masc L, both because she's a woman and for some reason people assume women can't be predatory, and because they're afraid she'll demand to help them all "train" again and get their ass handed to them in front of the others.

Masc Misa on the other hand is someone that I imagine has more physical differences? Like—he's bigger than fem Misa, so I think he'd try to interfere with his parents' murder and get a gnarly scar out of it. Like,,,,imagine a very tall goth guy with long blond hair and red eyes with this wicked looking scar across his face singing songs about Love and giggling and blushing and squealing while holding Light's hand. This is the vision. Sachiko is far less approving of their relationship in this case, but Sayu is their biggest champion because she thinks it's adorable. And she's right. I'm also very much of the opinion that a masc Misa does drugs. Idk what kind but that's definitely something I can see him getting away with. He is high at LEAST two-thirds of the time.

[sixofcrowdaydreams]

Six of Crows Thoughts

So I finally read Six of Crows and it was a ride. It was probably the first actual physical fictional book I've read in a decade.

I watched the Shadow and Bone show first and knew plot beats and general spoilers/important quotes from the books. And I'm not gonna lie, knowing what was going to happen, but not how it happened made reading the book so much more fun.

Thoughts below.

First of all, holy shit, the crows are so mean to Wylan in the beginning! Even Nina and Inej. That poor boy!

Like, knowing Wylan can't read and that his father tried to have him murdered for it made the rest of the crows' speculation about him running away so petty and unnecessarily mean. But it's not their fault because they don't know. Really glad the book shared the details of what's written in Van Eck's letters to Wylan. The message is so cruel, Wylan's better off know knowing what's in it them. If I hadn't been aware of the spoiler, I wouldn't have even registered all of the little hints Bardugo left. Like the unread letters. Wylan not labeling the map he made and pushing the pen toward Mattias to let him write the ice court names in Fjerdian when Kaz demands to know why it's not labeled. And asking what the book says when they pass it to him before he realizes it's a spyglass. As someone with the mathematical equivalent of dyslexia (math version called dyscalculia), Wylan and his learning disability representation is so important to me.

It was so exciting to hit the big plot beats. There's Inej getting stabbed and Kaz going feral to rip a man's eye out! *fangirls* Waiting for the goddamn tank to appear. Inej's shoes melting as she climbs the incinerator shaft. Nina taking parem.

Every. Wesper. Moment. God, I squealed so hard at the "Just girls?" "No, not just girls," line and had to read the scene out loud to my husband. (Thank you for indulging me, Love.) Their slow burn build up was so satisfying. I get to enjoy their speedrun show version and slowburn book version -- it's the best of both worlds! The shocking part was that the not-just-girls conversation took place while Wylan's hands were bloody from trying to hack away at the chain link. Like, Wylan may be new to crime, but like he goes all in and gives 100% the entire time. Ouch.

Despite knowing so much of the story before reading it, all of the things I didn't know were equally entertaining. Like, I knew Wylan sings a Fjerdian drinking song, but learning the context when and why was so satisfying. (Fuck netflix for not letting Jack Wolfe show off his voice in this scene. Fuck netflix in general.) I also have a new appreciation for Nina and Mattias and their very complicated ... everything. I probably knew the least about them coming into the book and walked away really liking both of them as characters far more than I expected.

Breaking someone out of jail: barely an inconvenience.

Boarding a ship: The most dangerous task of the entire book. lol.

The most unexpected moment in the books was the Crows stumbling across the burning bodies on the pyres. This is a YA novel. I had to remind myself that this gruesome scene straight out of a horror story Is. In. A. YA. Novel. Then Bardugo says, you think that's bad, and makes the entire scene so much darker! Goddamn. One of the bodies is still barely alive, suffering, and Jesper puts it out of it's misery like it's a horse with a broken leg. All Kaz can do is snap at Jesper for giving away their location with a gunshot. Jesus christ.

Speaking of ... Kaz is waaaaaaaaaay more violent in the books. Holy shit. The show neutered him. Little Kaz swearing at Jakob Hertzoon. Him climbing out of the harbor at 9 years old and robbing a kid in front of a candy store, taking the boys pants just to humiliate him. Cutting another kid's feet up just so that he can steal the boy's job. Brutal. Every time I came across those scenes, I summarized them for my husband (who is a saint for watching the Crows scenes of the show with me and listening to me talk about this series non-stop) because my hubby thought Kaz came off as the most useless member of of Crows because for someone said to be so violent, Kaz Brekker never actually did very many violent things. Hubby pointed out the Inej, Jesper, and even Wylan have a higher body count in the show than Kaz.) SO I felt obligated to prove just how insane and deranged Kaz was in the book.

Nina is a queen for taking parem and saving all of them. What a sacrifice.

I'm so proud of Inej for stealing Heleen's diamonds. Take back your autonomy!

I also really appreciated the irony of the entire Ice Court being Grisha made. Like, my druskelle dudes, you hate Grisha but you depend so heavily on them. You can't have it both ways.

Jesper's horror of the kefta lined tophy wall and his internal struggle after killing the tidemaker gave him so much more depth. He denies his powers pretty hard, but he acknowledges that it could have been him captured, strung out on drugs, or murdered. Part of him died after killing the tidemaker that was actively attacking him and Wylan ... it's so heavy. He knows that he should have volunteered to take the parem with Nina or in her place, but was too scared to do it. I love Jesper so much.

I knew there was going to be a body switch, but didn't realize it happened in Six of Crows. I thought it would just be in Crooked Kingdom. Van Eck's betrayal was ... woof. Sad that Kaz and Wylan's conversation about being a useless hostage/Wylan's disability/and the body swap plan was summarized in Kaz's narration and not shown. I have a mighty need to read that entire scene, dialog and all! Give. It. To. Me!

Kaz probably threatened the shit out of Wylan to not tell Jesper about the body swap onboard the ship. (That's book Kaz's usual style of persuasion.) But Wylan as Kuwei standing near Jesper on deck each evening is the most romantic, sweet gesture I've read in years. God, the pining. And it's just treated as a throw-away line! Excuse me, I'mma need some fanfic about this. Meanwhile, Jesper's like, why is this new weirdo following me? lol.

Jesper thought Wylan (and others) were on the ship as it blew up. And Kaz wanted him to think that. Goddamn. The book just straight up says that Kaz let Jesper think Wylan had died to punish him. Again, Kaz is insane. This cannot be understated. He really earned that title of Dirtyhands.

Random, but I also really enjoyed all of the names, whether characters or locations. The naming was a point and easy to pronounce, (aside from Kuwei, which I double checked the pronunciation but that's probably just me being overly cautious.) Fantasy names can be kinda tricky, either sounding too modern or using obscure letters to be an incomprehensible mess of x, q, and z. So well done with minor phonetic changes and lots of double letters.

I'm so excited to read Crooked Kingdom now.

[whenthechickencry]

Umineko Ch1. Replay 8 (Ch1 end)

You got it Battler

You aren't wrong in that they enabled him far more than what is acceptable in other ways, though, Jessica

It's fun how they use terms such as "Head" "Master" etc to switch the subject from Kinzo to Yasu without changing the word in the sentence

Feel like George is the most Kinzo-like of the family, honestly think Yasu might have ended up feeling trapped if they stayed with George

They are spelling out a lot of things you should keep in mind for the rest of the game here

Took a rather long time for Genji to downright lie about stuff here, huh?

Huh, was he delusional enough to think picking kids at random would eventually bring baby Yasu back? I mean, it did, but that's clearly not a logical course of action. Or did he just see that as some weird kind of atonement?

They finally figured out that the murders were following the epitaph, took them long enough! First time I read it I was a bit annoyed at how long it took them lol.

Natsuhi getting off some good deductions! This scene is so exciting, honestly, the song definitely helps. As much as it is easy to give her shit for also throwing Maria to the wolves, she was ultimately right. And honestly, if there wasn't a bomb, this was probably the only way to guarantee her and Jessica's safety.

She hits right at the heart of Battler's action for much of the question arc here, too, though.

There are actually so many points here when the characters are right on... but the characters hitting the point just makes you want to deny that more, doesn't it?

It's really hard to judge Yasu's and Maria's relationship... it's simultaneously the only real relationship either feel like they have but also incredibly self-destructive, eventually leading to both of them choosing suicide together.

Again, the dangers of Chessboard thinking are shown here, if they were rational actors with the goal of not getting caught Battler's deduction would be correct... however, Genji and Maria don't care about getting suspected and Kumasawa hasn't realized it isn't a joke and Nanjo has a bomb threat on his head.

This is both very sweet and heartbreaking, but you can see more of Jessica's escapism here. I wouldn't be surprised if under more pressure she would have picked up 'magic' as well.

I think there's a contrasting scene with this on EP2 where Rosa forces Battler to open a door and that's interesting to me in showing the different mentalities between them

Well, more like, it's really fucking hard for Yasu to get herself to kill Maria, and the singing was so she didn't see the gruesome acts.

Well, because she tried to shoot it and the gun was pre=jammed. Also, I can't think of anything that would make Natsuhi run out like that other than the baby throwing being mentioned so it almost certainly has to do with that.

These are probably some of the first big hints at the bomb! Doesn't really make much sense otherwise.

Man, even just this chapter had so much foreshadowing and hidden meaning and I probably didn't scratch the surface because there are many people infinitely more knowledgeable about Umineko than me, I am so excited for the rest of the game.

[definitely-not-iorveth]

ALL OF THEM

HCDSGDHFJGDSH

i knew it 😂💚 thank you ily 😘

1:A song you like with a color in the title

The Red by Chevelle

was so tempted to put I'm Blue in there, barely resisted 😂

2:A song you like with a number in the title

96 Quite Bitter Beings by CKY

3:A song that reminds you of summertime

Summertime Sadness by Lana del Ray 😂

it's not cheating if it has summer in the title ofc it makes me think of summertime ok

4:A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about

Sabre Dance by Khachaturian

5:A song that needs to be played LOUD

Killswitch by Krynos

6:A song that makes you want to dance

Stenka Na Stenku by ARKONA

(yes a moshpit counts as dancing you can't change my mind)

7:A song to drive to

.........i don't drive........ 💀

but if i did i'd imagine i'd do so to songs like Needled 24 / 7 by Children of Bodom

8:A song about drugs or alcohol

Girl With Golden Eyes by Sixx:A.M.

it's about heroin apparently

9:A song that makes you happy

Something in the Water by Brooke Fraser

10:A song that makes you sad

Teen Idle by MARINA

11:A song that you never get tired of

Horpa by Gåte

12:A song from your preteen years

Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen

13:One of your favorite 80’s songs

i had to look up which songs are from the 80s for this 😂

but of course it has to be I Love Rock ’n’ Roll by Joan Jett & the Blackhearts

14:A song that you would love played at your wedding

my what

well if i do end up getting married (doubtful) i think i'd like Battletoads by Gilead, because why the fuck not it would be funny

15:A song that is a cover by another artist

Ding by FEUERSCHWANZ ft. Melissa Bonny

16:One of your favorite classical songs

Canon in D by Pachelbel

17:A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke

frantically trying to remember any duet songs i might know 😂

OH OK GOT ONE Kto powie mi jak by Kwiat Jabłoni

18:A song from the year that you were born

Enjoy The Silence by Depeche Mode apparently

19:A song that makes you think about life

The Riddle by Gigi D'Agostino

yes really

20:A song that has many meanings to you

hmm... generally speaking i am rather a one association per song person 😂

oh but there is one, there is one!

Unbesiegt by Equilibrium

breakup song & battle anthem 👍

21:A favorite song with a person’s name in the title

Letter To Dana by Sonata Arctica

22:A song that moves you forward

in what sense 💀

let's say Phantom Limb by The Messenger Birds

lately i've been going through a rough patch, and this song helps bring me back/keep it together when i need it

23:A song that you think everybody should listen to

ah i don't think songs everybody should listen to exist to be honest. everyone's got their own tastes.

24:A song by a band you wish were still together

i don't tend to keep up with bands i have no idea who is still together and who is not 😂

25:A song by an artist no longer living

FUCK i already used hallelujah 😂 hmm who else is dead.

Beat It by Michael Jackson

26:A song that makes you want to fall in love

Feker Libi by Eden Alene

27:A song that breaks your heart

Alegria by Cirque du Soleil

mostly bc it's a song about happiness that i used to sing during very unhappy moments

28:A song by an artist with a voice that you love

life waster by CORPSE

listen. listen.

this is not my type of music. but. that voice. that fucking voice.

deep voices of this kind do things to me in general but this one in particular is just.

IT'S JUST SO.

if a man with that voice came up to me and told me he'd like to murder me in the most gruesome manner while narrating it the whole time i'd agree and say thank you.

29:A song that you remember from your childhood

Kolorowy wiatr by Edyta Górniak

30:A song that reminds you of yourself

O.K. Fine by Clover The Girl

[waiting-on-a-dream]

𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰

Haruto: Good afternoon, Kiyoshi-san.

Kiyoshi: Ah, hearing you say that makes me miss the sun.

Haruto: I don't even remember what it feels like to have sunlight on my skin. If I get out here, that'll be one of the first things I experience.

Kiyoshi: Its nothing special, but these are the kind of things you miss the most when you've been cooped in here for long enough.

Haruto: As long as you aren't getting rickets or something, its fine.

Kiyoshi: For an amnesiac, you sure know a lot of things.

Haruto: I've been studying in my free time.

Kiyoshi: That's good.

Haruto: So tell me about your hometown.

Kiyoshi: Eh? Why?

Haruto: You seem to have a lot to say about it.

Kiyoshi: Well, its a small and peaceful community. Everyone knows each other.

Haruto: Did you train to be a cop there?

Kiyoshi: No, I moved to the city for that.

Haruto: How was the city?

Kiyoshi: Its a lot busier. Many fun places to visit.

Haruto: And drug dealing.

Kiyoshi: Some city folk have nothing better to do with their lives.

Haruto: Did you have like, a culture shock?

Kiyoshi: I did. I was so out of my depth, haha. But my classmates were people nice enough to help me get used to everything.

Haruto: ...Did you like being a cop?

Kiyoshi: I mean, it was my job.

Haruto: Huh. I thought you'd be more passionate about this.

Kiyoshi: Its maintaining the peace I'm passionate about. Not being a cop. That's just an occupation.

Haruto: Alright. ..About your murder, was it really self-defense?

Kiyoshi: Hm?

Haruto: Your music video showed your victim attacking you, but I'm dubious.

Kiyoshi: Why?

Haruto: Because your music video is based on your own thoughts.

Kiyoshi: …Okay, it wasn't really self-defense.

Haruto: Because your victim was handcuffed to the table.

Kiyoshi: You noticed that?

Haruto: I've had time to analyze your music video. What happened?

Kiyoshi: Hm… He was goading me.

Haruto: Into attacking you?

Kiyoshi: Felt like it.

Haruto: Doesn't sound like a reason to kill him.

Kiyoshi: Yeah, well.

Haruto: You're not looking very innocent right now.

Kiyoshi: I figured my time was up this trial.

Haruto: So you just assume you'll be voted guilty.

Kiyoshi: Eh, its likely.

[Bell rings, mechanical sounds in the back.]

Kiyoshi: I just hope you don't see anything too gruesome in my music video.

Haruto: That depends on what you've been thinking about. Prisoner 009, sing your sins!

[snail-eggs]

It has been a month but I finally have all my thoughts together on this, so here we go.

Both Preacher's Daughter and long lost demo, Silent Hills PT, are thematically so much more similar than anyone would have ever thought. Until a month ago, they never once occupied my train of thought at the same time. But then they did and it all made sense.

We know well that Preacher's Daughter has a multifaceted narrative that tackles everything from religion to violence and familial abuse. Most of which are echoed in what little we know of PT's plot as well.

The story of Ethel Cain (the character) begins with a family marred and flawed.

"Dad was such a drag. Every day he'd eat the same kind of food, dress the same, sit in front of the same kind of games... Yeah, he was just that kind of guy. But then one day, he goes and kills us all! He couldn't even be original about the way he did it. I'm not complaining... I was dying of boredom anyway, But guess what? I will be coming back, and I'm bringing my new toys with me." -PT

In Preacher's Daughter's first track, Family Tree (Intro), the second verse sticks out to me in particular. In this verse, Cain sings: Jesus can always reject his father/But he cannot escape his mother's blood/He'll scream and try to wash it off his fingers/But he'll never escape what he's made of. It paints a picture of intergenerational trauma very early on. One inescapable for fault of the mother. And this is, to me, the most important aspect of both PT and Preacher's Daughter.

Motherhood.

PT, for all that it lacks in plot---given that its a demo for a game that will never come out (seriously, fuck you Konami)---gives us a visceral glimpse into its own grotesque depiction of motherhood. And yes, I'll get to the fetus in the sink eventually, just give me a minute here.

We're working with a family annihilation here in PT. So unfortunately, the demo's crumbs of lore focus most on the annihilator, the father, but even then we get bits and pieces of the mother. The annihilated.

"I've killed before and I'll kill again/Take the noose off, wrap it tight around my hand/They say heaven hath no fury like a woman scorned/And baby, hell don't scare me, I've been times before" -Ethel Cain, Family Tree

Our annihilated mother, Lisa, is one of two family members that shows up physically throughout the player's endless windings up and down the same hall. She appears to us an apparition. Clad in a ruined white nightgown with her right eye gouged from the socket. And she is smiling. Her hysterical laughter and sobs echo throughout the lonesome hallway. Lisa is, without a doubt, terrifying.

She was murdered, while pregnant, by her husband. He did it with a knife and there is no doubt in my mind that Lisa died a painful, gruesome death. Lisa is vengeful and, really, who can blame her?

She was dealt a shitty hand at life, there's no doubt about it, what with having to pick up the slack after our beloathed annihilator was laid off from his job. "You got fired, so you drowned your sorrows in booze. She had to get a part-time job working a grocery store cash register. Only reason she could earn a wage at all is the manager liked how she looked in a skirt. You remember, right? Exactly ten months back."

Lisa was forced to endure objectification by the man she (presumably) loved, much like Ethel's character though to a much lesser degree. We start to see a lot of similarities between the two here, down to the way they are gruesomely murdered---the only difference being, Ethel lets it all go, forgives. Its why she ascends to heaven in Televangelism but why not Lisa? Why must she remain a vengeful spirit haunting the home she was murdered in along with her children?

Its hard to say, again because we will never know PT's intended plot, so allow me to get my theory hat on to make a real reach of a conclusion here.

I think the answer is simple; it lies in forgiveness.

"I walked. I could do nothing but walk. And then, I saw me walking in front of myself. But it wasn't really me. Watch out. The gap in the door... it's a separate reality. The only me is me. Are you sure the only you is you?" -PT

Ethel and Lisa, for all we can assume, are so incredibly alike. Their story arcs are almost mirrored (two sides of the same coin, like I said). They are nothing but products of their environments, likely coming from similar poor and religious backgrounds.

They both fall in love with, and are subjected to indescribable pain by the very same man they love before they are murdered by him.

"Blessed be the Daughters of Cain, bound to suffering eternal through the sins of their fathers committed long before their conception Blessed be their whore mothers, tired and angry waiting with bated breath in a ferry that will never move again Blessed be the children, each and every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence Blessed be you, girl, promised to me by a man who can only feel hatred and contempt towards you" -Ethel Cain, Ptolemaea

They're subject to the contempt and anger of a man. To his senseless violence and, ultimately, it costs them their lives. So again, back to the question at hand: why does Ethel get to be at peace and not Lisa?

Well the simple, meta answer is that they're not part of the same narrative and have nothing to do with each other. But if you've read this long, I take it you're not here for simple either.

But really it all boils down to this: Ethel got her revenge. Lisa didn't.

In death, Ethel is cannibalized by Isaiah, the man who had previously drugged her and pimped her out before murdering her. And in the song Strangers, the same line is echoed over and over: "Am I making you feel sick?". We do not know for sure how exactly Isaiah cannibalized her or how much of her he consumed, but we can infer it was enough to possibly sicken him. It is Ethel's last act on this Earth. Sure, she has forgiven ("If its meant to be, then it will be/I forgive it all as it comes back to me" as we hear in Sun Bleached Flies) but Ethel's forgiveness does not absolve Isaiah of his sins he committed against her in life. This sickness, spawning from her rotting body within his insides, will likely kill him. He will get what is coming to him and have to answer for those sins in death.

Lisa though, Lisa didn't get that. She is forever trapped in the halls of what we can only assume is her home, unable to truly exact revenge or forgive and ascend because her death does not only have to do with her. Her life was not the only one lost when her husband drove that knife through her stomach.

Finally we get to the fetus in the sink. The child that Lisa was pregnant with at her time of death.

Because, you see, Lisa is not the only entity haunting that looping hall. Her baby is there with her and it is barely a baby at all. Really, fetus is still too kind a word for what the being in the bathroom sink looks like. It is malformed, barely resembles a fetus at all but through its cries we know what it is.

And we know what it represents.

Unfinished business. A life snuffed out before it had the chance (and no, I'm not getting pro-lifey here, calm down. I would never) and so of course Lisa is angry. This is a child that she presumably wanted. A child she presumably would have wanted to survive above all else. But she never got to exact her revenge against her husband because shortly after killing her, we assume off of crumbs of lore, he killed himself.

He removed himself from the equation before Lisa or her spirit could give him what he deserved. And I think that is why she is now haunting her home. I believe that Lisa is stuck in an endless loop, much like the player. She relives her death, hears the cries of her baby that will never be born and she is angry.

So she takes it out on the player.

"There was another family shot to death in the same state last month, and in December last year, a man used a rifle and meat cleaver to murder his entire family. In each case, the perpetrators were fathers." -PT "Forgive me, Lisa. There's a monster inside of me." -PT

It truly is tragic, the fact that Lisa will likely remain unable to ascend like Ethel for the rest of her existence. Forever haunted, not only by her murder, but by her child's.

But these women, their deaths. They almost feel like one and the same and it is this that I meant when I said Preacher's Daughter and PT were two sides of the same coin. It was less about the works themselves and entirely about the women within them.

"What fear a man like you brings upon (Show me your face)/A woman like me/Please don't look at me/I can see it in your eyes/He keeps looking at me/Tell me, what have you done/Stop, stop, stop, make it stop, stop/Make it stop/Make it stop, I've had enough/Stop [...]/I am the face of love's rage." -Ethel Cain, Ptolemaea

PT and preacher’s daughter are two sides of the same coin, walk with me here

[rafaelblackbird15]

Teen Wolf Fic Recs Part 2: Steter

It took me quite awhile to gather all these together, so please enjoy discovering more parts to the incredible world of Teen Wolf, provided to you by the wonderful writers of our fandom.

Leave comments and kudos for these writers if you can, they really deserve it, they're wonderful. And it's my honour to try and share their creations with tumblr.

These are Steter, Stiles Stilinski/Peter Hale fanfictions. Read them at your will. Check the tags on the actual fics for warnings and such.

I have included links to authors that write a lot of Steter as well, and some of their fics for examples. I'm sorry this post got so long, haha, but enjoy the stories, they're worth it.

If any of the links don't work, just comment and I'll fix it.

Check out my other Sterek fic recs [Part 3] and [Part 4] and Steter fic recs [Part 1]

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Broken Bones and Broken Bonds by twothumbsandnostakeincanon(somanyofthekids) on Archive of Our Own

Words: 20148

Chapters: 4/?

Summary:

Stiles kind of wished that he’d at least tried weed before this. 

Or something, you know? Maybe taken up a graffiti hobby, or even just skateboarded in front of City Hall often enough to get a citation. 

He wished he’d done something to be deserving of the looks people gave him now, rather than just being the recipient of his dead father’s unused power. 

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Stigmata by twothumbsandnostakeincanon (somanyofthekids) on Archive of Our Own

Words: 1661

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

He feels so hollow that he almost wonders if he's been turned inside out. This emptiness he feels; is it the vastness of the entire world?

How do you fill a world? With people, he supposes. But his people no longer want him.

He needs people.

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Beefcake Mountain by twothumbsandnostakeincanon(somanyofthekids) on Archive of Our Own

Words: 14565

Chapters: 7/7

Summary:

Shortly after moving back to Beacon Hills, the left hand of the Hale Pack opened a text from a mysterious number.

"Is there a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them."

What the f—

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Steter Week 2019 by twothumbsandnostakeincanon(somanyofthekids)

Works: 4

Complete: No

Summary:

There isn't a summary listed so I've included the first fic underneath:

Marvelous Miss and Magnificent Mischief by twothumbsandnostakeincanon(somanyofthekids)

Words: 3346

Chapters: 1/1

also Part 1 of the Magnificent Mischief series

Summary:

“Marvelous Miss and the Magnificent Mischief!” the carnival barker shouted just outside the corridor with all the food tents. “Come see Miss Paige do amazing tricks with her talking raven! He not only speaks, but he jokes! He teases! He philosophizes!”

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Author: twothumbsandnostakeincanon(somanyofthekids)

This author has a lot of wonderful Steter fics, and their writing of the pairing is really worth having a good look through.

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Blood Runs Cold by Smalls2233 on Archive of Our Own

Words: 111408

Chapters: 22/22

Summary:

“So then why are we letting Scott and Derek search for it if you know it's useless?”

Peter looked down at Stiles and cocked his head with a grin. “Because I think seeing my nephew and your best friend run around like headless chickens while I think up a plan is hysterical.”

“And the plan is…?”

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Trusting Peter Hale is something that Stiles had repeatedly told himself to never do. He had seen first hand the results of Peter's plans and schemes, but when a shadow began tormenting Beacon Hills, he found that sometimes he'd have to to play along with Peter's games.

This story does include a dose of Chris&Stiles interaction about midway and carries on throughout, and then Chris/Peter towards the midend, which also carries on. And it kind of dissolves into Chris/Peter/Stiles. If that's not your taste, that's fine, because the majority of the story is Stiles/Peter, and that majority is really really good Steter.

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No One Listening Tonight by Smalls2233

Words: 6985

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

That left… well it left Peter and only Peter. Relying on Peter for help was only slightly better than stabbing himself through the eye with a hot poker. But desperate times called for desperate measures.

Of course, there was always the option of packing up and letting whatever was trying to destroy the town succeed this time. Stiles snorted under his breath as he thought about how that would probably leave him with fewer injuries than dealing with Peter would. But unfortunately, that wasn’t an option. Stiles knew he needed to head downtown to Peter’s apartment and pray the man was willing to work with him.

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Stiles stumbles into a magical trap forged by a wannabe warlock.

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Author: Smalls2233

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Blue by Wynnebat on Archive of Our Own

Words: 3179

Chapters: 2/2

Summary:

Derek brings both Scott and Stiles to the hospital to prove a point about hunters, but Stiles isn’t sure the point he’s getting is the point Derek’s trying to make. Especially when his black and white world explodes into color the moment he looks into Peter Hale’s eyes.

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The Long Way Around by Wynnebat on Archive of Our Own

Words: 15569

Chapters: 3/3

Summary:

When Peter leaves Beacon Hills for good, he expects that to be it for the broken bonds of the last remaining members of the Hale pack. Fate and Stiles Stilinski aren’t of the same opinion.

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Prowl by Wynnebat on Archive of Our Own

Words: 3454

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Laura's body is never found, but instead of continuing with his murder spree, Peter gets distracted by the scent of his mate. Stiles gets very distracted by the huge wolf that starts showing up at his house all the time.

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Author: Wynnebat

This author writes some really interesting, deep stories about Steter that are really beautiful.

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your last white lie (everything is not alright) by snowdarkred on Archive of Our Own

Words: 4023

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

Stiles says yes, and things go downhill from there.

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reflect by snowdarkred on Archive of Our Own

Words: 569

Chapters: 1/1

Part 1 of the dig your teeth in and tear until you taste (peter/stiles oneshots) series

Summary:

(previously posted to tumblr)

When he dreams, he can sometimes still hear his mother’s voice, explaining it to him: Reflections are the price we pay for what we are.

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sentire by snowdarkred on Archive of Our Own

Words: 1027

Chapters: 1/1

Part 2 of the dig your teeth in and tear until you taste (peter/stiles oneshots) series

Summary:

[to feel]

Stiles hears the whisper of death before it strikes.

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Author:

snowdarkred

This author writes some really intense, interesting stories about Peter and Stiles. Not as long as some fics are, but they're really good adaptions of Steter with a lot of feeling.

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The Striking Complication by aurevell on Archive of Our Own

Words: 27235

Chapters: 4/15

Summary:

The smile slips off Stiles’s face. “Hey, um. Why am I here?” he asks, voice unsteady. “I’m—I have this weird feeling like I shouldn’t leave you. I’ve felt all day like...” He can’t finish the thought.

Peter looks as surprised as Stiles feels. A strange expression passes over his face, there and gone before Stiles can decipher it.

Stiles snaps awake each morning with the sense that he’s missing something. Weirder still, he can’t wrap his head around his sudden, inexplicable trust in Peter Hale, who seems to know way more than he’s letting on. Nor can he guess why a half-remembered nightmare seems to haunt his every move.

Rinse and repeat. Because time loops suck, apparently.

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Author: aurevell

This author has 11 Teen Wolf fics under their belt. 5 Sterek and 6 Steter. Happy rummaging!

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the teeth right down to the blood by sazzafraz on Archive of Our Own

Words: 2133

Chapters: 1/1

Summary:

‘We’re pretty fucked right now.’ Scott says. Stiles doesn’t speak but there’s something singing in his bones that says Scott got the message anyway. (In which both are bit and things are gruesome.)

This has a sprinkling of Scott/Stiles, Scott/Stiles/Peter, and Scott/Allison as well as Steter, but it's worth the read, a good story with an interesting concept.

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Author: sazzafraz

This author doesn't have that many Steter stories, although they do have a few. Although they do have some pretty lengthy Teen Wolf fics about other characters of the show.

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Everything goes (wow) by midmorning_bomb on Archive of Our Own

Words: 8215

Chapters: 5/5

Part 1 of the Aranea & Babewolf series

Summary:

It was supposed to go like this:

1. Peter summons demon to the circle.

2. Demon remains in said circle until Peter outlines their contract.

3. Demon agrees to elegantly crafted contract, becoming loyally bound to Peter and Peter alone.

Instead, the creature steps casually out of the circle, tosses its things onto the leather sofa, and starts immediately meddling in Peter’s immaculate space, touching all of Peter’s very expensive things.

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It's only by midmorning_bomb on Archive of Our Own

Words: 2905

Chapters: 3/5

Part 2 of the Aranea & Babewolf series

Summary:

“Darling, please don’t pout.”

“You’re pouting.” Stiles pouts, from the upper corner of the library, everything from his hip bones down an angry mass of hissing fangs and venomous chelicerae. “Why would we ever go back to that garbage town? Everyone there is the worst, the only good thing is the very rad and awesome curse I laid.”

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You are a memory by midmorning_bomb on Archive of Our Own

Words: 900

Chapters: 1/1

Part 2 of the Little glimpse series

Summary:

If he has to bleed to breathe warmth back into Peter’s icy body, he will.

Because Peter’s done the same for him.

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Author: midmorning_bomb

This author has 16 Steter fics. A little unfriendly to some of the other characters, but it's only kind of obvious because it's not subtle about it, and not exactly underserved. Has some really interesting ideas as well as some kind, well developed Steter. Definitely have a read through.

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[mint-yooxgi]

I had a weird dream that made me think of the most crack au: the bachelorette but all the contestants are yanderes trying to kill and/or sabotage the others😂

Contestant Johnny having a feeling that yn will send him home so he poisons fellow contestant Jungwoo. During the weekly rose ceremony, Jungwoo drops dead right as he is about to get a rose so yn is like "........I choose Johnny, I GUESS??" Johnny is in the confessional after bragging about how he knew yn would pick him and naming their future kids

Taeil offers to cook for everyone to try to impress yn but she is the only one who trusts him enough to eat it

Kun does in depth background checks on the other contestants and tries the convince yn that some of them are here for the wrong reasons and may even be dangerous

Taeyong writes a song for yn that is basically a twisted version of Bruno Mars' Grenade, detailing all the things he would do for her. The other contestants are wide eyed at the gruesome lyrics while yn is like 😍😍😍

Winwin tries to go the "quiet, mysterious guy" route to get yn's attention but it doesn't work because red flags are her favorite color. He gets sent home but secretly never leaves the house. He has been living under yn's bed for the past 2 weeks and comes out to eat at midnight the remaining contestants' leftovers, causing more drama in the house

Haechan goes missing before the rose ceremony and yn asks Mark if he knows where he went since they share a room. Mark is like "idk, but don't check under the garden"

Xiaojun spends the one on one date he won teaching yn chinese. She thinks she is learning how to introduce herself but he really has her saying wedding vows

Love how nonchalant the OC is at Jungwoo dropping dead right in front of them lmfaooo

Taeil be like: "I put arsenic in the pasta... and the wine..."

Kun: *pretends to be shocked* these guys... are dangerous! I must PROTECT™️ you!!!

Taeyong just basically sings Toy Soldiers by Marianas Trench, but darker than it already is lmaoo

Winwin just really needs to take a shower, OC is starting to notice a funky smell under their bed lmaoo

Haechan went missing cause he was too clingy. The others helped Mark, and some of them even go as far to be like, "Haechan? Who's Haechan? Never heard of them." when asked about it lmaoo

OMG but the other guys plotting Xiaojun's murder when they find out about it cause the OC was like, "hey, look what I learnt!!"

This is gold though, lmaooo omg these are honestly hilarious, I love it!!

[hughiecampbelle]

Temporary (Bonnie Gold Oneshot)

((PEAKY BLINDERS SEASON 5 SPOILERS))

Character/s: Bonnie

Word Count: 1,033

Requested: anon

Prompt/s: Patchwork, Safety Pin

Tag List: @dontdowhatisayandnobodygetshurt @myriadimagines @lilyswritings @encounterthepast @writerdream22 @death-of-a-mermaid @lotsoffandomrecs @woahitslucyylu @obsessedunicorn24 @thedarkqueenofavalon @fangirlsarah16 @theshelbyclan @creativemayhems @soleil-dor @thegirlwithoutaname87 @fifty-shadesof-tommyshelby @riana-jannat

A/N: This turned out a lot darker than I anticipated, but also what's new, y’know? Idk why, but I've been struggling with this so much. I absolutely love the concept, and even wrote an entirely different oneshot, I guess I'm just feeling insecure about my writing. None of it feels right. Nonetheless, I don't think writing a third version would help lol. I hope you like this and I hope it's not as awful as I feel it is!!! Feedback is always appreciated 💜💖💜

Summary: The only thing keeping you going is Bonnie 💕

Gif Credit: @bills-skarsgards :)

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Mud caked feet. Bleeding, torn soles pricked by thorns, by the hard ground, wounds full, choking on soil, on maggots, infection an old friend. Mother nature, in her infinite wisdom, had never been so unforgiving. Ruthless. Demonic. Nails broken, falling one by one in a gruesome attempt to lead you back to a home burning at the stake, discarded along the path of sharp turns, blurry edges. Screaming leaves rustling in the wind, crying out, threatening to fall, to leave you, just as the world fell from under you, as the sun solemnly set. Not out of her own will, her own power. The dark of the night draped over you, the wind biting, starved, the stars nothing but a mockery, finding solace in your pain. Your golden boy, with his sweet summer air, gone. Alone. Again.

Time itself an afterthought. Days and nights meant nothing. All you could do was run. Directionless. Heartless. Cold blooded. A voice between the trees, in the shadows, hummed in the twisted tunes of the crickets when they hushed you to sleep: give up. What more was there? A life cut short. Sliced. Diced. Fucking decapitated. Hung on a cross to atone for their sins. The worst kind of ending. Give up, give in, let go. Lay amongst the woods and wait. Decompose. To be picked apart until you were nothing but a pile of bones. Pray to any god who listened with compassion. Make it quick, painless, at the least dignified. Erase those dark eyes so scared, so knowing, staring you down.

He shouldn't have known where you were, he shouldn't have been able to see you in your hidden place, but he did. He always did. One word. An urge, and edge, in his silence. Run. Before things got bad, he meant. Before the gun struck him again, before they dragged him and tied him, your golden boy made only of blood. Before he hung by his wrists. Before your worst nightmare came true. Before your death. Inescapable. Run. To safety. To somewhere else. Away. Quickly, now. It would have been easy, effortless, even bliss, but he put up a fight every single day. It was who he was. You wouldn't go easy, either. Instead, you walk now, with a limp, with aches you'll never rid yourself of. The safety pin pricking your finger, drawing blood, ironic, really. A ring, in its own right. Engagement. Bent to make the shape. He needed you so much in that moment there was no time to wait, to think. Over the fire, your linens drying, blowing in the breeze, the warmth of him wrapped around you when you say it, when you say yes. Your golden boy, fiancé, all yours, and you, his. A vow, when the time came, for a real ring, a real wedding, a real life together. The world was perfect when it was only the two of you, though.

All you had left of him, the red across your palm.

You knew the life he was chasing, the dream, the want not to be forgotten. Playing toy soldier with people like that, it was dangerous. You thought it'd get him hurt, make your golden boy a patchwork of plastic bits and pieces until there was nothing left of his sweetness, like the rest of them. Temporary, he promised. It hadn't been a lie, but the words he spoke, he found hard to believe as they cut his tongue. The uncertainty dripping in his tone. Hand on your cheek, cupping your face, holding you together. Undeserving of him, his kindness, generosity, his dreams. The things he chased, the things that lived in all his stories. His voice, a lullaby. You were alone. No one by your side, not even your shadow. Forgotten by blood, by those who promised they'd never leave, discarded in the gutter. With him, you had a place to call home and a person to come home to. Your Bonnie, baby faced, naïve, too loving for his own good, head lost in the clouds. Always would be the first thing you noticed about him. The last, too. High above the world, in life and death. Excited, proud in his own shy way. Kissing his face tenderly after every match in the ring, hoping that would cure those black and blue bruises. Even now, a part of you resisted the want to turn back, to spend your future with him the way you intended.

The good in you. The good in this world. Lost. Murdered. The shell around you growing thicker, stronger, emotionless. Regret on the tip of your tongue, in the tears you cried, the sobs you tried to quiet, as if all the bad that ever followed you, your genetic default, putting him in harms way. You weren't sure how long it'd been. Weeks. Months. Lifetimes. Found. Dragged. Hushed, cooed, the way someone would a baby. Blank. A bed. Bandages. Around your legs, feet, smaller around your finger. His ring pried from your cold hands, thrown into the abyss. Men and women in white, missing their angel wings, their halos, their clouds. Each careful, quiet, preventing anymore pain. Speaking softly, incoherently. Not a word from your own mouth. Nothing left to say. In and out, from this world into the next. Never a sign of him, though. Not a whisper, a hint, he was simply gone. Awake. Asleep. You planned, plotted. Those men, the singing, the chanting, Billy's Boys. You'd find them, whoever they were, whatever they were. You'd make them pay the way he had. Take the light from their eyes without a moment of hesitation. Put them through what they put him through. Make them repent. Nothing mattered anymore. Nothing would, not until you tracked them down, until your golden boy, with his big dreams and grand promises, could rest easy knowing they lay in shallow graves.

Even now, your mind and body healing, the need to hunt gnawing away, none if it could stop the anticipation, the wanting, to see him standing there, in the doorway, his grin lopsided in just the right places. Once again, this time with certainty, promising all of this would only be temporary.

[revchainsaw]

You're Next (2011)

Greetings Flock! Reverend Chainsaw here with another film review to feed your souls. Parishioners of the Cult of Cult should be familiar with todays offering, and that is good news for you shall find your hearts strangely warmed. Please join me as we dive into the Book of You're Next and renew our devotion to the Trinity that is The Tiger, the Lamb, and the Holy Wolf.

The Message

You're Next is definitely a tough film to review. For a movie as young as it is to have had such a strong and committed following speaks volumes and I believe you would be hard pressed to find a review by anyone who loves horror that is down on the film. While it can sometimes bring me great joy to review the awful films of the world, occasionally it is a pleasure to give honor to those films which deserve it.

You're Next is a film which fits neatly into both the Slasher and Home Invasion genres. The story centers around a vicious assault on a wealthy family by 3 masked men, all on the evening when our heroin, Erin, is meeting them for the first time. Avoiding the Slasher genre trope of generic murder lambs we are yet again faced with an excellent cast where not even the early victims are forgettable.

The movie opens with the grizzly murder of the Davison's nearest neighbors by our animal masked assassins, insuring that should anyone attempt to flee they will not be finding help any time soon. Then we get one hell of a title card before we find Paul and Aubrey Davison preparing to have their children and their respective partners over to their home to celebrate their anniversary. Aubrey is played by Re-Animators own Barbara Crampton. Foremost among the children visiting are their son Crispian, a college professor, and his Australian girlfriend Erin, who was once his T.A. This is a source of contention for Crispian when his siblings judge the professional nature of this relationship.

Two by Two the Children arrive. It is off handedly mentioned that the Davisons money comes from defense contracts, and that the family dynamic is particularly strained. An arrow from a cross bow pierces the window during a particularly tense dinner, and then the film enters full force into unyielding action. There are characters murdered by arrows, a gruesome slice to the jugular by some sinisterly placed piano wire (during what was ramping up to be a daring escape from the home), and of course axe murders.

Crispian manages to escape into the night abandoning Erin and his remaining family. At this point, Erin, who is revealed to have been raised on a survivalist compound begins to fight back. Erin goes full Home Alone on the invaders, and the hunters soon become the hunted. After Erin kills one of the villains It is revealed through the course of the night that the murder of the Davison family is an inside job. These men are paid assassins and they were hired by Felix and his gothy girlfriend Zee, whose macabre tastes include being sexually aroused by dead bodies. Once Erin discovers this fact she dispatches the rest of the animal masked crew as well as Felix and Zee with some very creative uses of kitchenware.

Just as we are about to declare Erin the final girl of this film Felix's phone rings, it's Crispian. When Erin answers Crispian reveals that he was the ringleader, but his weak constitution had caused him to flee the scene. Impatient when he doesn't here Felix on the other end Felix reenters the home to find a bloody Erin. He begs and makes excuses, promising Erin that she was intended to be a witness to the slaughter and was safe the whole time. Erin is having none of it, and ends the relationship once and for all with a stab to the neck.

The film ends with the arrival of the police who upon discovering Erin murdering Crispian set off one of her Home Alone traps and she is set up to be held responsible for the whole affair. Here's hoping we get the court room drama sequel that this movie deserves.

The Benediction

Best Kill: Erin, In the Kitchen, With the Vitamix It's not often in a horror flick that the best kill can be said not to have come from the hands of the monster, but from the heroin. Toward the climax of the film Erin has had enough and she expresses her self in glorious gory satisfaction with a blender to the skull of her lovers brother Felix.

Best Character : T.A. Taking Action Suprise! It's Erin. The best character is Erin. I really wanted to try and say that it was some more obscure character like snarky big bro Drake, but No. It's Erin, it was always Erin. She is the stand out feature of the film. The Lamb, the Tiger, and the Wolf masks were instantly iconic and sold in Hot Topic from the minute the movie made a wide release, but no one comes out of You're Next thinking about the mercenary assassins. We come out thinking about how the lass from the land down under turned the tide against the terribe trio. The audience wants more Erin.

Best Actor: We Came, We Got You, Barbara!

It's just so good to see Barbara Crampton whenever we can. It says something for a person to still be doing the Scream Queen thing for this long. She is not the most likeable character in You're Next but she is selling the fear, the tension and the goals of her character. I think it would be safe to say that the first act would not be nearly as effective without Barbara Cramptons performance.

Best Villain: Zee Nation

Zee was just something else. The Masked Trio of Home Invaders were sort of plug and play. The masks and tactical gear definitely sold the menace, but they were not really characters. They are given some slivers of back story and I don't think that it's really a problem that way. I've been happy with less before. It just sort of means that no one killer stands out in particular. Though the Lamb Mask is my personal favorite. For all the brutish merciless killing these three dole out to the Davison family it's really Zee who makes a splash in my memory. She's absolutely as gleeful as a deadite about all this bloodshed going on around her. She isn't just dark and edgy cuz it's a look, it seems like she really took that aesthetic to heart. The fact that you couldn't tell she'd happily tear your throat out by looking at her certainly makes her a bigger threat than she gets credit for.

Worst Character: Poor Little Rich Kid

All of the characters in You're Next work. Some move from grating to sympathetic, others from charming to pitiful, but at some point every character has a presence and a personality that the viewer can recognize. No Character in this film will receive worst character because they are poorly written, unneccessary, or just obnoxious. However, one character is consistently self-indulgent, cocky, sniveling, and has all the undeserved sense of superiority of a Kevin Smith protagonist, and that's Crispian. Fuck Crispian. He's a bad boyfriend, a bad brother, a bad son, and a bad teacher. He has so much that he doesn't deserve, and earnestly feels he's entitled to more.

Most WTF Moment: Crossing the Line

Was it Crispian's heel turn? Was it Felix stabbing drake? The realization that the family extermination was an inside job? Was it the twist that Erin was a bad ass? What single moment made everyone who's seen this movie go "WHOAH!!!" all at once? When Crispian was attempting to make his exit the first time he proposed he go and get help claiming he's the fastest, to which his overestimation of himself is comedically undercut by the fact that he is in fact out of shape and his sister Aimee used to run track. The family unanimously agrees they would put their lives in the hands of poor Aimee and her athletic past, but they also propose she back up and bolt out the front door the minute they open it up. The music swells, and Aimee makes a run for it. She is stopped short by a piano wire trap set by the mercenaries, as her momentum allows the wire to cut deep and clean into the meat of her neck. She is not decapitated but bleeds out on the floor of the house. It really catches the viewer off guard and is a very impressive effect. Not only is Aimee's kill the most WTF moment, but it is runner up for best kill.

Summary You're Next is hands down my favorite home invasion movie. It's wide appeal is undeniable. As of 2015, You're Next was predicted to be considered the best horror movie of the 2010s. Unfortunately for You're Next but how wonderful for us, the later half of the decade really ramped up the great horror films releases. I wouldn't call You're Next the best horror film of it's time, but it definitely deserves to be remembered. People's enthusiasm for the film does seem to be slowing and I think it would do our congregation a great service for us to continue singing it's praises.

Overall Grade: A

[lost-eternity]

Matchup requests: CLOSED

Matchup request for: anonymous 

Okie dokie. I match you with...

Undertaker!

You are absolutely fine, dear. My form is about thrice as long so I totally get it. Besides, This way I have more to go on. Anyways, I can already tell that we would get along so well, pffft.

It honestly took me all of 5 seconds of reading this to decide your ship, I hope you enjoy it. 

Power couple right here

I mean, seriously 

There is no hell you wouldn't raise

I hope you don't mind getting your hands dirty, though 

But my goodness, no one is safe from the two of you

Your humour, dark and inappropriate as it may be, is right up Undertaker's ally. You can send him howling with laughter with a single offhand remark or retort. 

Most of the time, I would ship someone with chaotic energy with someone who is more calm and level headed but honestly, Undertaker is the exception to this rule

He would genuinely get on the nerves or anyone who can't match his level of chaos

But ooooh boy would he be able to keep pace with you.

The constant playful bickering would be extremely amusing to watch, not that any of you would get any work done 

The two of you would be too buzzed on caffeine and laughing until your guts hurt

Every night at his place is more like a sleepover

So many go there more sparingly. You both technically need sleep.

Also pet names!

You two would have the weirdest pet names for each other

"Undie"

"Death goddess" (Undertaker has a cruel sense of irony)

This is the only instance where the pet name "Boo" is acceptable 

~

Undertaker would be able to see right through your dirty, airhead façade, if only because he puts on the same one.

It piques his interests. "What is she hiding?"

The first time you saw one of his "guests", he assumed that you would be off put by her presence as most were. 

She was a young female, brutally mugged on the street, her corpse left to rot when the thief accidentally killed her. At least, that is what he thought. 

You, on the other hand, did not seem even the slightest fazed.

He actually looked a little disappointed. "What? No screaming? I love the sound of my goddess mewling." Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge. 

You kinda look at him incredulously.  "It's a dead body. What is it going to do, get up and chase me?"

The smirk on his face was slightly alarming. "Maybe..."

Okay that was a little bit... worrisome. 

Regardless, Undertaker concluded that she resisted her mugger and he slashed her throat, killing her before running off

Of course, you saw a completely different story and pointed out something that slipped his notice entirely. But of course, you would be grinning from ear to ear and speaking in a light-hearted and airy tone as you loom over a gruesome maimed corpse. "No, no, the multiple lacerations to the jugular could not have been the cause of death. Notice how there is little to no blood-clotting and the edges of the wound appear singed. The injury was cauterized and simultaneously inflicted. And since blood loss, not asphyxiation, is the primary COD on slitting one's throat, this could not have been the killing strike."

A little bit taken aback, an exuberant laugh bubbled from Undertaker's lips. He was impressed.

To use a heated knife meant the killer, whoever it may be, did so on purpose with the intent on keeping her alive long enough to torture her. 

Hmm...

~

You two probably met in the weirdest fashion

You were in the city, heading to get a fitting for your newest corset when you heard someone shrieking.  

It took you a few moments to register that it wasn't exactly shrieking that you heard- rather maniacal laughter. 

Pausing, you noticed a group of individuals clustering around a shop labeled "undertakers". If their clothes were anything to go by, these people were nobles. 

A woman dressed from head to toe in scarlet held a pale, unworked hand to her lips.

Beside her a kid slightly taller than you on the account of the wooden heels he wore on the back of his shoes looked quite ticked off. 

It was quite an interesting collection of individuals. Besides. What would nobility be doing WAITING outside an Undertaker shop? They usually had other people waiting on them, rarely was it the other way around.

On second thought,  who in the world had the guile and lack of self-preservation skills to make nobility wait?

The door creaked open as a raven haired man stepped outside, looking all too pleased with himself.

While you couldn't ignore the handsome curve of his face, his smug expression told you all you needed to know regarding the sheer levels of impudence and egotism surrounding this individual 

Those wine russet eyes opened, directing a firey stare at you, boring into your own gaze. 

You held his eye contact for a moment then turned on your heels and continued on your little errand. 

The rest of the nobility seemed to finally be allowed in the shop

~

On your way back from the fitting, you decided to stop by this Undertaker's to try and find out the reason for the things you witnessed. Those nobles seemed to be long gone so you were safe as you stepped inside.

It was black. Pitch black. A peal of deranged laughter echoed from the abyssal chasm within. 

You remained unnerved as you folded your arms and gazed across the room with steadfast resolve 

Something nudged against your foot looking down, through the shaft of light that shone through the door frame, you were able to spot a literal skeleton hand on your foot

You quickly kicked it off and appeared even more incredulous 

Whoever had been trying to scare you appeared to give up

The candles flickered back to life and you spotted a grey-haired man, swathed in a black coat, lackadaisically stretched across an examination table. His silver mane tapered into a thick fringe which completely obscured his features save for the cheshire grin that seemed to be a permanent fixture on his face. "My. It's not often that I get two customers in one day..." he purred ominously 

"Yeah. About that. What was with those nobles earlier?"

He chuckled and pressed a clawed finger to his lips. "A gentleman never kisses and tells."

You just kinda looked at him like ???

It really wasn't your business what this Undertaker and that butler were doing in here alone as everyone else waited outside but wasn't that a bit-

The thunderous laughter that burst from Undertaker's chest told you that he was joking

How he managed to do so with a straight face was beyond comprehension. But perhaps he found your genuine consideration of his sentence to be amusing.

You two end up striking a deal. And it was a weird one. Undertaker would tell you what the nobles were doing and in return you would have to get a fitting for a coffin. 

He lamented that it was not his usual payment but "The little Earl is being so stubborn, he refuses to let me fit him. You are just as tiny. I think you will do wonderfully."

Like "uhhh? Thank you?"

It's not every day you get a chance to be fitted for your future coffin. 

So you allow him to take measurements 

His fingers ghosting against your skin as he does so, sending goose-flesh pricking across your arm

Once he is finished, he divulges all he can, which only seems to confuse you more.

Nobles who solve murders? Isn't that the Yard's job. What are nobles doing getting involved. Half of them have never cleaned a single dish in their life, how can anyone expect them to catch a killer.

The Undertaker watched you with a smirk equal parts knowing and amused. He just loves seeing you think things through and figure them out. 

Meanwhile,  you caught on to his mannerisms. He knew more than he was letting on. But you doubted he would tell you more.

Thanking him for his service, you headed out.

You barely made it a block when you were jumped by someone.

A shadow

Strong arms pinned you to a wall, you tried to call for help but the soft leather of a gloved hand clamped over your mouth. You were left to stare into those same burning russet eyes for the second time that day.

The boy from earlier, taking a step out from behind his attack butler crossed his arms. You noticed the eyepatch he wore, but did not have the mind to question it. You were currently pinned to a wall, your mind was a bit preoccupied

"Why are you following us?" The kid demanded

You rolled your eyes and looked back at him before angrily gesturing to the mildly irritating hand over your mouth.

The kid looked just as irritated. "Sebastian."

The butler needed no further command. He removed his hand but kept you constrained in place. 

You appraised the pair warily. 'So, the butler's name is Sebastian... heh. More like Sebastard'

You were also smart enough to know that if they were investigating such a high profile case like Jack the Ripper, they were probably into some pretty shady stuff. If they were speaking with Undertaker, then they had connections to the Underworld. After all, every dead body killed in the underworld usually makes its way to the Undertaker at some point or another. It was quite brilliant, actually. 

The boy looked impatient so you answered truthfully.  Albeit carefully. You were wondering what a bunch of nobles would be waiting for and wanted to meet the person who had the nerve to keep them waiting.

The kid seemed somewhat satisfied with your answer, if not entirely indignant towards it. You had a feeling that you chose your words well because he appeared to agree with what you were saying. He obviously did not like the Undertaker. 

Sebastian- sorry, Sebastard, on the other hand, did not appear all too convinced. But he seemed to have gauged that you were not a threat and decided not to voice his concerns.

You were let off with a stern lecture about meddling in "Phantomhive" affairs. 

Dodged a bullet on that one

Still. The revealment of his surname only brought more confusion upon you. Phantomhive was a KID'S toy company.  Why is the head of a kid's brand investment murder?

The more you looked into it, the less it started making sense 

And that sent you down a spiraling trail that eventually lead you back to the Undertaker 

Whether or not you return to him as a friend or one of his "guests" is completely up to you and how careful you walk this dangerous tightrope

Oooh, ominous. Thank you for request, dear.

[beepbeeprichiellc]

Okay, so I don't know how to say this in English cause it's not my first language. Anyway, since you love angst ( you're the Reddie angst queen ) can you write an au where Richie is convicted of murder with a life sentence(?), but he's not really guilty and Eddie heartbroken saying goodbye to him?

Angst queen! I love it, I should wear a crown made from my followers tears!! You are so sweet anon, and impeccable at English, especially if it isn’t your first language. Very impressed. :)

“Tell me about your relationship with Mr. Tozier.”

The court room was silent, the prosecution standing beforehim in his primped and pressed suit that was overpriced for his cheap grin. Hepaced the room, demanding attention form those who dared sit in on the gruesometrial. The jury ate him up, practically eating out of the palm of his handmaking the defense sweat. Eddie glanced up at his lover, catching his terrifiedgaze. He had been warned that he might be called, being one closest to the defendant,but that was before the case was iron clad, before the mountain of evidence. Itwas all going downhill, and they were unprepared for the rocky bottom.

With a deep breathe he answered. “I’ve known Richie myentire life, ever since we were ten.”

“So you’re friends?” The lawyer pressed, making a circler motionwith his hand that made Eddie want to rip it from his body.

“Yes.” He replied, “We have also been seeing each other forsix months.”

There was an accumulation of gasps from the people in theroom, hushed whispers melting into the thick air. The prosecutor raised a brow,his mouth turning into a scowl. “I did not realize that your relationship wasromantic, are you suggesting that Richie Records Tozier, notorious ladies’ manis in fact gay?”

“Bisexual.” Eddie corrected.

“And you are bisexual as well?”

Eddie shook, licking his chapped lips. “No. I’m gay but I’mnot sure why that’s relevant.”

“Well it’s relevant because six months ago a femaleprostitute was found in Mr. Toziers home, her head bashed in. How do you expectus to believe this ‘relationship’ when he was still sleeping around?” The jurymuttered under their breaths, the reminder of the dead bringing up variousreactions to the 12 members.

Again, Eddie looked up to Richie, his eyes pleading forthings that Eddie wasn’t sure he could give. “Richie hasn’t slept with anothersince we have been together. We are platonic.”

“Platonic?” The word was like venom dripping form the lawyer’slips, his annoying devious smile dancing on his face. “Oh come on Mr. Kaspbrak,surly a well-educated man like yourself knows that someone as famous as defendantwould never settle. I do not mean to offend, but look at yourself. The womanwho have come forward, admitting to their sexual relations with Mr. Tozier havebeen models, performers, drop dead beautiful while you sit here looking likelast weeks-“

“Objection, this is irrelevant your honor and quite franklyinsulting!” The defence hissed, slamming his hands on the table.

“Sustained.” The judge muttered, waving off the outburst. Lookingback to the prosecution she muttered, “Get to your point please.”

The lawyer scoffed, “My point is, if you are naive enough tobelieve that Mr. Tozier had promised you a platonic relationship, is it not possiblethat he was unfaithful? That he kept up the charade to keep you, all the whilepaying the victim for sexual favors?”

Eddie bit his lip, unwanted tears welding up in his eyes. Heswallowed his emotions, forcing them back down into their rightful cage, and throwingaway the key. “No.” He choked, feeling his own words suffocate him. “I haveknown Richie my entire life, have loved him since I was thirteen. There is nouniverse, no possible scenario where he would cheat on me.”

“Is that so?” The prosecution hissed, leaning into the standas he snarled. “You think that highly of yourself?”

“I think that highly of Richie.” Eddie nipped, bearing histeeth.

There was a chuckle for the despicable man, his face turninginto one of amusement. “You may think highly of him but that does not mean heis worth your praise.”

There was a mummer from the defending bench, Richie’s eyes coveringin confusion as the prosecution pulled a black handbook from somewhere undertheir desk. “I would like to submit new evidence, your honor.” He smiled atEddie, causing the small man’s skin to crawl. “I hold here, the victims littleblack book where she kept a very detailed list of her clients. Dates, phonenumbers, preferred sexual acts.”

The jury gasped, their gaze fixated on the book that wasencased in an evidence bag. Eddie’s heart sank, his eyes looking straight athis boyfriend, whose face turned white. It couldn’t be true, he thought, hismind pleading, he loves me. Right?

“October 16th, three nights before the murder,Richie Tozier is listed as enlisting the assistance of the victim, requestingsome pretty lavished favors. Tell me Mr. Kaspbrak, how long were you in Chicagofor your business convention.”

“Ten days.” Eddie replied though his clenched teeth.

“Ten days, so within two days, your platonic boyfriend waspaying a prostitute for her services. Not very faithful if you ask me.” The sleazybeing even dared to fake a sympathetic look, reaching out to pat Eddie’sshoulder, making him flinch in disgust. “You deserve better Mr. Kaspbrak. I’msorry you loved such a horrible man.”

“Richie is not a horrible man.” He choked, “I don’t carewhat that book says, I know the truth.”

“The truth is, Mr. Tozier is a lying, cheating bastard andif I have anything do with it, he will be put away for a long time so that hecan’t hurt anyone as pure and innocent as yourself ever again.” Looking over tothe jury, he nodded adjusting his Prada tie. “The prosecution rests.”

After being excused, Eddie walked out of the court room,making it only three steps before breaking down. It was there that Stan foundhim, telling him how sorry he was. Sorry. If there was anyone to be sorry forit was Richie, his life and freedom in the hands of people who now saw him asunfaithful as any scum on the street.

“I’m going to lose him.” Eddie whispered, leaning into hisfriends touch. “This can’t be happening, I can’t stand to lose him Stan. Notlike this.”

“It’s not over till the jury sings. Have a little faith.” Hereplied gently into his ear. “Just pray that someone is looking out for ourtrashmouth.”

The jury left to deliberate half an hour ago, allowing sometime to contemplate the verdict. Eddie watched Richie talk with his lawyer, hisface twisting in a mixture of disgust and distressed. Their hushed voice carriedto where he sat with the other losers, their own conversation lagging. Hewatched the man he loved whimper and wither into nothing, looking just asafraid as he did back in Derry. This entire thing was one long set up, that waswhat Eddie had decided. There was just no other explanation.

“Eddie.” Richie breathed from the other side of the railing,finally noticing the well-dressed doctor. Tears trailing down his perfect face.“I’m so sorry you had to do that baby, but you have to believe me. None of thatwas true, I have been faithful. I swear on my life.”

“I believe you.” Eddie confessed, standing from his seat tomove closer. “I just, I don’t understand how your name ended up in that leader.None of it makes any sense.”

“I don’t know.” He whispered, leaning in closer. “This looksso bad, I think I’m going to jail Eds. For good.”

Eddie shook his head, fighting to stay strong. “You areinnocent Rich, you didn’t kill that woman.”

“That doesn’t matter. If the jury feels like I did, and ohgod they sure look like they hate my guts, then I’m done for.” He replied, whippingat his eyes. “I’m dead in the water.”

“We will figure it out.” Eddie whimpered, fidgeting underhis finest suit. “Even if this turns bad, I will never stop fighting for you. Ilove you Richie, I swear I’ll find a way.”

Richie sobbed, his eyes holding pain for his lover. “I loveyou too Eds.”

“Please rise for the jury’s deliberation.” The judge’s voicecommanded, breaking apart the two as the focus was shifted. “On the case ofRichard Tozier vs the state of California, what do you find the defendant?”

Eddie felt his heart pound against his ribcage, painfullycreating a cadence for you man’s voice. The speaker of the jurors stood up, adjustinghis well-dressed attire and clearing his throat. It was an eternity, althoughit truly only a few seconds, the time eating away at Eddie’s sanity. Theoverweight man said, in a sharp and knowing tone. “We find the defendant guiltyon all counts.”

The world slowed, the cheers of the prosecution swallowed bythe earths lagging spin. Eddie watched as Richie crashed back down into his seat,a painful cry ripping though him as he buried his face into his palms. It tookall he had not to reach over and touch his lover, not to pull Richie into hisarms and sweep him away to a better place. He wished they could run to a worldthat was honest and kind, one where the truth was plain as day, where peoplewho didn’t deserve to suffer didn’t.

But as the bailiff pulled Richie to his feet, slapping apair of cuffs on his wrists, he realized that there was no such world. Therewas only one, and right now the love of his life was being sentenced to a crimehe did not commit. Tears fell from Eddie’s eyes, his heart ripping into piecewhile watching the accused be dragged towards a back door.

“Richie!” He cried, pressing himself onto the railing. “Richie!”

The trashmouth looked back for a split second before thedoor slammed in his face cutting the two off from each other. Eddie sat down onthe bench, his body trembling uncontrollably. Someone called his name, a friendmaybe, but feel on deaf ears as he just sat there, staring at where Richie hadjust been. In a matter of months, his world had been turned upside down, leavinghim in a heap on the courtroom floor.

Exactly six months before he was saying his goodbyes toRichie at the airport, planting playful kisses along his neck and cheek. If hehad known then that would have been the last time they were able to touch, ableto speak sweet things to one another, he would have stayed. Would have blownoff the business conference to stay at his lover’s side. But as he had boardedthe plane, an uneasy feeling had settled in his stomach making him sick. God,Eddie wished he had listened to his gut, maybe then he could have saved Richie.Maybe none of this would have happened.

But it did.

And now they were a broken set.

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https://victorcarjan.blogspot.com/2018/11/bible-case-for-no-have-baby.html?m=1 Scripture to back up why I think its wrong to have babies!

Isaiah 13:8 And they shall be afraid: pangs and sorrows shall take hold of them;

they shall be in pain as a woman that travaileth:

they shall be amazed one at another; their faces shall be as flames.

1st: A horrible punishment from God is letting some guys know they will be in pain

like a woman giving birth!.....normally never have to think about this;

but if its so bad to me, why would I accept this precept of "nature" to put the girl I theoretically

would really love, in this sort of punishment!

Is it a punishment?

my answer is YES!!

Genesis 3:16

“Unto the woman he said,

I will greatly multiply thy sorrow and

thy conception; in sorrow thou shalt bring forth children;

and thy desire shall be to thy husband, and he shall rule over thee.”

2nd Definitely a punishment the amount of pain they go through!;

so one way to avoid this punishment would be to avoid having the babies right?

I perceive, that is what I would do and if one is truly a believer and has faith,

then they would be willing to wait until the after-life right?

ISAIAH 56:4 For thus saith the LORD unto the eunuchs

that keep my sabbaths, and choose the things that please me, and take hold of my covenant;

5 Even unto them will I give in mine house and within my walls a place

and a name better than of sons and of daughters:

I will give them an everlasting name, that shall not be cut off.

3rd point: Eunuchs, as far as I understand, means like a barren man;

a man that doesn't have babies, or can't have babies, or chooses not to have babies.

Sounds like God says he will reward them better than the sons and daughters!..

.so then its a reward?

Jesus in LUKE 23:29

28But Jesus turning unto them said, Daughters of Jerusalem,

weep not for me, but weep for yourselves, and for your children.

29For, behold, the days are coming, in the which they shall say,

Blessed are the barren,

and the wombs that never bare,

and the paps which never gave suck.

30Then shall they begin to say to the mountains, Fall on us; and to the hills,

Cover us. 31For if they do these things

in a green tree,

what shall be done in the dry?

ISAIAH Chapter 32

9 Rise up, ye women that are at ease; hear my voice,

ye careless daughters; give ear unto my speech.

10 Many days and years shall ye be troubled,

ye careless women: for the vintage shall fail, the gathering shall not come.

11 Tremble, ye women that are at ease; be troubled, ye careless ones:

strip you, and make you bare, and gird sackcloth upon your loins.

12 They shall lament for the teats,

for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

4th: who are they? I'm not sure!...but as I remember at this point, the context of his message

was that it was good to not have babies at least in those days for sure!..

but its a help to an argument using scripture as the sword and shield to state its better to

not have babies in this world presently in.

ISAIAH 54:1 Sing, O barren, thou that didst not bear;

break forth into singing, and cry aloud, thou that didst not travail

with child: for more are the children of the desolate

than the children of the married wife, saith the LORD.

5th: Clearly God, creator, is saying to woman to sing and be happy and rejoice

like she won something by not having babies!.. she avoided a major punishment

of woman by not having babies, I believe that is certainly true!...

Jeremiah 16:1-4

1The word of the LORD came also unto me, saying,

2Thou shalt not take thee a wife, neither shalt thou have sons

or daughters in this place.

3For thus saith the LORD concerning the sons and concerning the daughters

that are born in this place, and concerning their mothers that bare

them, and concerning their fathers that begat them in this land;

4They shall die of grievous deaths; they shall not be lamented;

neither shall they be buried; but they shall be as dung upon the face of the earth:

and they shall be consumed by the sword, and by famine; and

their carcases shall be meat for the fowls of heaven, and for the

beasts of the earth.

(sounds like the Feast of the fowls at the end of the days as mentioned in

Revelations and in the old testament of Ezekiel,

please fear God and pay the respects due to make full good of these warnings)

Jeremiah 4:31 For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail,

and the anguish as of her that bringeth forth her first child,

the voice of the daughter of Zion, that bewaileth herself...

6th ahh, pain...the first child must be a lot worse than its true;

the first one hurts more and after that its been opened already and stretched out

so I guess it makes sense..but I just don't like it anymore at all. its too gruesome sounding..

Jeremiah 13:21 What wilt thou say when he shall punish thee?

for thou hast taught them to be captains,

and as chief over thee: shall not sorrows take thee,

as a woman in travail?

Jeremiah 22:23 O inhabitant of Lebanon, that makest thy nest in the cedars,

how gracious shalt thou be when pangs come upon thee,

the pain as of a woman in travail!

7th: Its not gracious and its a punishment; and its a warning from God to man,

that if you do wrong won't you get punished like a woman in travail or something?

HORRIBLE!! thus if I conclude its a horrible punishment how can I then justify

wanting to put someone through it?

Prayer; please God never let me have to go through pains

like a woman in travail or anything like it;

or like how Krillin from dragon ball z was depicted in those videos to help understand scripture;

please help me;

I do believe that before the punishment it was different having babies;

I don't know how exactly; but clearly different since it says greatly multiplying the pain..

8.24.18 2.34 A.M. update

Thoughts: Thus then, if we be towards the end of the world based on all the signs shown;

we may be in a similar scenario

ECCLESIASTES 3:5 a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

1 JOHN 3: 9 Whosoever is born of God doth not commit sin;

for his seed remaineth in him: and he cannot sin,

because he is born of God.

Leviticus 12 WHY SIN OFFERING FOR HAVING BABY?

1And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying, 2Speak unto the children of Israel, saying,

If a woman have conceived seed, and born a man child:

then she shall be unclean seven days; according to the days

of the separation for her infirmity shall she be unclean.

5But if she bear a maid child, then she shall be unclean

two weeks, as in her separation: and she shall continue in the blood of

her purifying threescore and six days.

6 And when the days of her purifying are fulfilled, for a son, or for a daughter,

she shall bring a lamb of the first year for a burnt offering, and a young pigeon,

or a turtledove, for a sin offering, unto the door of the tabernacle

of the congregation, unto the priest:

7 Who shall offer it before the LORD, and make an atonement for her; and

she shall be cleansed from the issue of her blood. This is the law for her that hath

born a male or a female.

8 And if she be not able to bring a lamb, then she shall bring two turtles,

or two young pigeons; the one for the burnt offering, and the

other for a sin offering: and the priest shall make an atonement for her,

and she shall be clean.

MISCELLANEOUS

Jesus said in MATTHEW 24:19

19 And woe unto them that are with child,

and to them that give suck in those days!

Jesus said in LUKE 21:22+23

22 For these be the days of vengeance, that all things which are written may be fulfilled.

23 But woe unto them that are with child, and to them that give suck, in those days!

for there shall be great distress in the land, and wrath upon this people.

Jesus said in MARK 13:17

17 But woe to them that are with child, and to them that give suck in those days!

This regarding HOSEA 9, I believe can be best understood when referencing the passage

in ECCLESIASTES where the preacher saw all the oppressions done under the sun and praised the

dead more than the living, and said that better than both the dead and the living was that which never

existed. We also have Jeremiah in the book of JEREMIAH wishing he was never born, and Jonah in

JONAH wishing for death, and even Elijah wanting to not live. So if the world is a painful place to exist,

to bring a child into that world wouldn’t be righteous, and thus,

God giving them a miscarrying womb could be a greatly misunderstood mercy!

Who would feel good about bringing a child into this world to have it

be treated like the woman in Gibeah from Judges 19?

HOSEA 9

9 They have deeply corrupted themselves, as in the days of Gibeah: therefore

he will remember their iniquity, he will visit their sins.

11 As for Ephraim, their glory shall fly away like a bird, from the birth, and from the womb, and from the conception.

12 Though they bring up their children, yet will I bereave them,

that there shall not be a man left: yea, woe also to them when I depart from them!

13 Ephraim, as I saw Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place:

but Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer.

14 Give them, O LORD: what wilt thou give? give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.

Only more recently did I see this prayer by Hosea as a prayer of Mercy and love.

I wonder if others had similar experiences searching for the kingdom of God and his righteousness.

Also remember Rachel died during giving birth to her 2nd Child,

Genesis 35:16 ...and Rachel travailed, and she had hard labour. 17And it came to pass, when she was in hard labour, that the midwife said unto her, Fear not; thou shalt have

this son also. 18And it came to pass, as her soul was in departing,

(for she died) that she called his name Benoni:

but his father called him Benjamin. 19And Rachel died...

Jeremiah 9:24 King James Version (KJV)

24 But let him that glorieth glory in this, that he understandeth and knoweth me, that I am the Lord which exercise lovingkindness, judgment, and righteousness, in the earth: for in these things I delight, saith the Lord.