#you may be thinking doesn't kidnap imply they have no choice

[just-gay-thoughts]

best decision i ever made was to start referring to the ability to hang out as the ability to be kidnapped, brings me great joy to text my friends "can i kidnap you tonight"

[liliannadelaphinehartifelt]

Hi there,

Saw your post about Cajun/cowboy Alastor and OMG! I don’t have many ideas other then maybe he plays poker for souls or something like that and maybe a reader comes into town and is just as good at poker as he is. And he cannot seem to win, leading him to become mildly obsessed over winning their soul.

Thats all I have as I don’t know much about cajun/cowboy stuff.

I’ll let you know if I have any other ideas!

Thank you!

Alastor - [ ACE OF HEARTS ]

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A/N: Omg, I love your take on cowboy Al! It got me thinking about it for days. I have never played poker, so I had to watch multiple YouTube videos to understand the game while writing this. Hopefully, it came out accurate enough! Also, this is a very, VERY traumatic/smut-heavy fic I'm working on, so please be aware and know I don't endorse anything I write.

WARNINGS: [ NSFW ] + [ MDNI ] + [ MATURE THEMES ] + [ FEM READER ] + [ GUN PLAY… ] + [ SLIGHT DUB CON….eventually.] + [ SLIGHT/IMPLIED AGE GAP ] + [ MENTIONS OF GORE/BLOOD/CANNABILISM ] + [ KIDNAPPING���sort of?.. ] + [ PARENTAL PHYSICAL AB*SE…eventually..] + [ ANGST/TRUAMA…]

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**Cowboy Alastor** is known for his record of killing, is a skilled bounty hunter, and is far from a decently moral one. Everyone assumes his motives, guessing who his next target is and if he’ll ever feel guilt for what he does to them.

He doesn't.

What kind of demon would he be if he did…

Besides, the people he kills owe him in one way or another, all in debt to the red demon by their stupidity and lust for life, so he feels nothing for them when the time comes for the price of their deals to be paid.

Alastor arrives for them in the dead of dry nights, taking their last breath with a single bullet to the head or a clean cut across the throat. Their pleas do little to affect his decision.

“A deal is a deal…”

He reminds them that escaping a bloody end is impossible, already solidified by their selfish desires, and no amount of begging will change his mind. They curse his name, glaring at the grin on his face as he draws nearer with deathly intent in his eyes, and it only grows as he derives pleasure from their refusal to cooperate.

The riches, the riding, and the roughness he endures daily are nothing compared to the satisfaction he gets from killing. Others may deal in chasing oil, farming land, and cattle, but he stakes his fulfillment in the business of blood.

**Cowboy Alastor** dabbles in gambling when he's not off-striking deals with lowly souls or wreaking havoc on those he deems deserving.

Every city south of New Orleans with a bar or saloon welcomes his visits and not by choice.

Those who don't meet his standards or demands of hospitality drop from the face of the earth at his will, burning to a crisp full of the dead occupants who so lightly offended him, and never to be rebuilt out of fear he'd return to demolish it again.

He surely would, but no one has yet to test the theory in fear of a painful death by his hands.

Alastor leisurely travels the expanse of Louisiana's countryside, partial to riding wherever the wind blows, but he’ll always return to the rumbling city of New Orleans.

Whether for personal reasons or because his beloved mother wished to see him, it becomes second nature for the deer demon to reside there randomly. It was his hometown, after all, and he preferred the taste of whiskey from a familiar place over foreign alcohol in far-off dusty taverns he'd never visit again.

The saloon he fancies sits opposite the central townhouse, a tall building at the end of a main street that never seemed to rest.

Lafitte’s Blacksmith Bar

Summer nights brought out and drew in more people, filling the bar with patrons who knew of his deeds and those who’d only heard scarring stories about him through the ladder. The knowledge of a red reaper roaming the towns of Louisiana varied, but their fearful respect of him was abundant the moment Alastor stepped foot into the bustling bar.

He was there, in good spirits for the most part, but still an impossible threat they couldn't brush off.

**Cowboy Alastor** greets the silent patrons with a sly grin, tipping his hat to the fear-stricken owner who eyed him from behind the packed bar.

“Don't let me interrupt the fun, Cher. I'm not here to cause you trouble… that's if you're kind enough to indulge me.”Alastor chuckles, not waiting for a proper response from anyone as he stalks over to his usual spot in the smokey parlor.

A group of cattlemen stiffen in their seats as he walks by, all grabbing their drinks as swiftly as possible before leaping up from their table to avoid him, and their skittish actions cause Alastor to laugh as he settles into a particular backroom booth.

It was customary for people to keep their distance from him, some deterred by his striking appearance while others simply didn't want to risk involvement with a known killer. He saw nothing wrong with their aversion, glad that his reputation proceeded him, but there were those single few who saw him as a challenge rather than a threat.

Poor fools…

Mortal or not, he ran into them regularly, welcoming their duels like a bored child getting a new toy to destroy, and though he knew they'd fail to win against him, he'd never turn down a good game.

Ever…

**Cowboy Alastor** lets the saloon wind into chaos again, humming along to the melody of music and rowdy singing while getting comfortable in his secluded spot.

His hat rests low on his head, shielding most of his red gaze from those who look his way, only leaving the view of his Cheshire smile and effectively signaling his oddly calm demeanor. Alastor slipped his riding jacket off, tossing the tailored burgundy clothing across the back of the booth, his leather and suede black gloves following suit.

“What a day it's been…” he mumbled while flexing his long fingers, relaxing his posture while leaning back and rolling his neck until a soft ‘pop’ was heard.

Consequently, the tension tangled in his limber body from riding all day unraveled. Alastor sucked his teeth at the feeling, licking his lips as a satisfied groan left them, and just as he sat forward again, the owner hurried to his table with a bottle of alcohol and a tray of cigars.

“Your usual, Al,” he split out, setting the items in front of him with shakey hands, and Alastor clicks his tongue at the nervous tick. He'd come to this bar for years, and the old man still trembled in his boots around him. The poor fool wouldn't dare admit his fear either, rushing off as soon as he reached for the bottle, and though some might consider his retreat rude, Alastor found it amusing.

Flattering, even.

**Cowboy Alastor** drinks slowly, letting the whiskey burn his tongue and drowning the malt taste with languid drags from a cigar.

Eyes scan over him, women whisper about him lustfully under the rowdy music, and the men keep their senses about them with happy trigger fingers.

Because as they say: “Red Reaper, Red Reaper. The devil's solemn deal keeper. Beware him & the hell he seeks…”

Alastor imposes his intensity, grinning at those who stare too long, watching the women who drink him in with an equally sultry stare, and daring the men to throw a bullet his way with a knowing smirk. He invites trouble, waiting for it like a preying snake in tall, dry grass, but after some time, he assumes no one in the saloon will accept his invitation.

That is until you step in, looking lost among the worldly thrills of a bar but unafraid to venture further into it with an air of certainty surrounding you.

**Cowboy Alastor** makes no move to approach you, laid back as ever, as he observes the gentle way you speak to men who drunkenly approach you. They make offers to dance, almost crowding your more diminutive form as you trail to the bar.

“Sorry, boys, but I'm here on business, not pleasure. Now, run along..” you wave them away playfully, purposely flirtatious but avidly stern.

He expects them to continue bugging you; you're a doll, after all, prettier than most women he's seen. However, the men retreat politely, leaving you be as the owner approaches your side, and you immediately turn to hug him despite his apparent concerned expression.

Alastor observes the exchange closely, reading your lips perfectly while sipping at his drink, and it's all too easy for him to assess the situation.

The daughter of a businessman returns home after finishing school in the north, wanting to visit him at work as a pleasant surprise, but he's far from happy about a young lady like yourself being out late at night in a place like this.

You're too mannered to be seen around the patrons, it's dangerous for you to ride alone in the evening, and your father isn't pleased you intend to stay out to celebrate your school completion.

He tells you it's best to go home, that he'll come with you, but you insist on staying and remind him, “I'm not your little girl anymore, Daddy!..” The older man can't seem to rein you in, having to drop the lecture as a small brawl breaks out in the corner of the saloon, which draws his attention immediately, and this leaves you to wander the scene freely.

A perfect time for Alastor to reel you in close and personal…

**Cowboy Alastor** whistles when you walk past his area, catching your attention with a short, soulful melody, and you quickly notice him in the dim back room.

“Hi there, lil’ lady. Searchin' for somethin'?” He inquires playfully, tone bordering sensual, and his grin slipping into a closed smile as your gaze settles on him.

You’re curious, not scared of him like most are, and the moment he speaks to you, questions race through your head.

Who is he?

How have you never seen him here before?

Why, in God's name, is he sitting away from the masses?

Is he a rider, a hunter, or maybe a convict?

It was hard to tell from a distance, so without a second thought, you flashed him a gentle smile, gradually approaching where he sat, “Hello, and who might you be, sir?” You chirp a greeting, resisting the urge to bite your lip as he stares into your wandering gaze.

Alastor assumed you’d been away from the South too long to realize who he was, that your father's earlier warning didn’t sprout from overprotectiveness but rather fear of his presence.

You didn’t see him as a threat, nor a danger, but a new face in an old town.

He chuckles, putting out his cigar after taking a particularly long drag from it, blowing smoke past his lips with a coy hum. You blink as the convoluted air fans your face, unbothered by it and itching for a taste of tobacco yourself. It’d been a few years since you’d let loose, not allowed to frequent bars or act unladylike in the limelight of northern modesty.

“A loyal patron, but it’s been some time since I’ve paid this place a visit.” He answers you politely, an odd trait that most men only reserved for themselves but refreshing to experience.

“Oh, well, that’s nice to hear, but your name is what I would like to know.”

A tender smirk stretches your lips, a red hue dusting your cheeks as he tips his hate apologetically before uttering a response, “Alastor Hartifelt. A pleasure to meet you, Miss…” he pauses, quirking a brow at you expectantly, and you take a moment to analyze him further.

You've heard your father utter his name many times before your departure to the north. He'd described him brutally, having less than pleasant things to say about bounty hunters in general but especially about the man in front of you now. You'd heard people talk of his deeds, deals, and evil.

He was dubbed the ‘Red Reaper’ for a good reason, lurking around in the bitter nights and drawing blood from one poor soul or another in his travels.

Supposedly, he was a terrifying monster, but you'd always found beauty in the demented. It was one of the reasons your father had sent you away, but fortunately, the influence of the posh upper class did nothing to change your consciousness.

Besides, the rumors had failed to mention how attractive the red reaper was, let alone dashing. He seemed nice enough hadn't flashed his weapon, threatened, or catcalled you disrespectfully.

So, you found no harm in telling him your name, “Y/n L/n. It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Mr. Hartifelt.” You blink slowly, drowning in his red eyes, unconsciously swaying where you stood, back to a wall that hid your presence near him from your father's eyes and the curious stares of others.

Alastor glanced at the space beside him, silently asking that you join him, but unlike most women, he rarely took an interest in, you didn't move until he asked you outright.

“Would you care to join me for a drink, Miss L/n? I'd like to have your company for a while..”

He doesn't speak any louder than needed, using every bit of charm he has to lure you in, and you let him believe he's succeeded with a sensual laugh and purring laugh.

“Why, I thought you'd never ask..”

**Cowboy Alastor** asks a lot of questions. Subtly gathering information about you that he has no use for.

You give him answers; some are lies, others are indiscriminate truths, but you can't bring yourself to be completely honest with a stranger known for his cunning. He keeps your glass full, pacing the liquor with you, reveling in your gentle laughter after every sip, and softening faster and faster the longer you conversed.

You kept your wits about you as best as possible, inviting his fleeting touches but never going further than whispering in his ear or tapping a finger under his sharp chin when he'd stare too long.

Alastor didn't mind your soft hands on him, nor your lingering gaze and confident provocations. He absentmindedly returned the gestures just as boldly.

Your fifth glass of whiskey was running low, and without a hint of hesitation, he refilled it alongside his own. You watched as the amber liquid filled each glass, utterly relaxed as he spoke to you tenderly, “You say your father sent you far up north. May I ask why?…”

He peers at you, sliding the transparent glass into your waiting hand, and you chuckle wryly while taking a sip. “Daddy says it was for my good. You see, my mother is a stickler about manners, and I didn't have much of any growing up. Ironic, seeing as I was raised well enough.” you paused, frowning at the memory of your strict but loving mother.

She was lovely to look at and kind most of the time, but her ambitions for you outweighed her patience. Alastor noted the haunting sadness in your eyes but said nothing as you continued, looking out into the crowd of patrons fussing about as you did.

“My mother died a few years back, leaving daddy to handle me, and when he realized he couldn't manage the business and a daughter, he sent me away. Couldn't blame him either; I was getting into trouble left and right and had some bad habits on the rise, too.”

His ears perked at the words ‘bad habits’ leaving your lips, naturally drawn to knowing a mortal's darkest secrets, so he pressed for clarification.

“Bad habits, you say? I couldn't imagine a sweet thing like you havin’ such things.”

You scoffed, glad your cheeks were flushed from the alcohol buzz to mask the blush his comment invoked, “Well…I did. Still do if I'm honest.” you admit in a hushed tone, knocking back the last of your drink before glancing his way.

“It's hard to resist doing things you're good at.”

Alastor leaned back into the seat, drink in one hand, the other fixing his hat so it sat back on his head. The adjustment gave you a peek at his fluffy red hair and the distinctive blood-marked x on his forehead. You thought to ask what the mark meant but saved the question for later, as he agreed with your statement.

“Very true, ma chere. Although I'm one for killin’, your passion may not be so grizzly and easier to alleviate.”

“My father thinks gambling is just as bad as killing. It doesn't matter if he's addicted to it himself or not. If I do it…I'm the devil's daughter in his eyes..” You roll your eyes, an action that jolts a nerve Alastor hasn't felt in years and subconsciously doesn't ignore.

“Gambling? That's your unproper poison?” he narrows his gaze as you nod lazily, a few ringlets of your hair falling from its pinned-up style as you do, resting on the skin of your shoulders and neck.

Soft.

Your locks look soft and silky to the touch, tempting him to run his fingers through it, across your skin, and, god forbid, under your dress.

A heavy breath settled in his chest at the possibility, a familiar rush coursing through him as you moved your lips to speak, “Yes. I see a stack of playin’ cards, and I just can't help myself. I got rather good at playing too but when you beat everyone in town at it people start to be less kind about your reputation.”

You laugh, attempting to make a light-hearted joke but ultimately grimacing at the mention of lousy sportsmanship from others. You couldn't help winning a challenge in poker, and many saw the talent as disgraceful, which prompted I'll rumor about you.

“That's a shame, sugar. Everyone deserves a chance to play a good game of their choosing.” he feigns concern, meeting your curious eyes as you shift to face him, “Everyone except me if my father has anything to say about it. Still, I suppose it's best I let it go…” you sigh, grabbing the bottle of whiskey to pour another shot.

Suddenly, you freeze, feeling his body heat invade your space. Alastor tilts his head down close to yours, breathing in your scent discretely before pressing his lips to the lobe of your ear as he mutters into it, “Why don't you play a game with me, chere? One lil’ round for fun… right under your daddy's nose, hm?”

The burn of excitement seizes your body, a shakey breath leaving your lips as his voice settles in your mind, inviting you to indulge his offer. That same heat pooled in your core with every second he spent in your space, inhaling the scent of bourbon and sweet sugar cane grass he rode through radiating off him, words just as inviting and addictive.

For a horrifying, well-feared killer, he sure did entice a woman like any natural-born gentleman…

It was a deathly combination you knew he often used, killing or not, and though it'd be wise to avoid his idea, you didn't want to risk missing an opportunity for the thrill.

It'd been so long, too long, and what's the worst that could happen?

Losing to him?

You'd never lost to anyone before, and you were confident that fact wouldn't change -even going up against the Red Reaper himself.

**Cowboy Alastor** relishes when you utter a ‘yes’ to his offer. His grin widens menacingly for a split second as he sets his glass down next to your empty one, conjuring up a meticulously detailed deck of playing cards and placing them on the table.

“You can choose which game we play, sugar…”

Alastor shifts away from you, letting you regain your composure and watching as your delicate fingers reach for the top card of the deck.

“Poker. A favorite of mine..” You didn't think twice before answering him, admiring the red and black ace in your hand, wondering where he acquired such personalized playing cards.

“Poker it is then, chere,” he smirks wickedly, removing his hat entirely to set it on the table before gingerly plucking the card from your hold and sliding to sit opposite you while dishing out equal amounts of cards between you.

Your eyes light up under the oil lamp's golden hue, studying the flick of his hands as he worked, trying hard not to wander up to his piercing gaze. Afraid he'd immediately see your attraction to his nimble hands, well to him in general, and use it against you somehow, so your focus remains on the hand dealt and not him.

As you both plucked your respective set from the table, studying the cards intently, you asked the singular most crucial question every poker match was built on.

“What will the bets be,” Your innocent inquiry earns sultry laughter from him, filling the air, raising feverish chills on your skin as he stares at you through half-lidded eyes.

“I prefer bargains of the soul, my dear. The use and price of one's existence is always more valuable than money, don't you agree?”

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A/N: Don't be mad AT ME, GUYS, PLEASE. I HAD EXAMS LAST WEEK. I'm SORRY FOR DROPPING OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH… sort of, but I'm back now (please do hate me :((( ). Uh, so I might merge “Down in the Dust” with this because both stories kinda originated in my brain at the same time. However, since this is a request, I wrote a two-part tangent smut as a sort of prequel to the other fic! Also, the phrase “Save a horse. Ride a cowboy” will be unironically used…I'm sorry (I'm not lol) ❤️

[ BONUS CONTENT + ] VOLUME WARNING!!! 🗣️

Fun fact: In the South, we have a rule that if you take a cowboy hat and end up wearing it, they catch you with it (preferably in the mutual interest of getting to know each other). That cowboy gets to fuck you (hopefully, but technically you're initiating a flirting game wearing their hat, lol). It's a cute concept and one any Cowboy Alastor enthusiast should think about. ❤️ credits to the creator.

[yanderes-galore]

Oh, there's still time. I was worried that i'd lose the requesting time. For this batch, i only have one.

I wonder what Glamrock Freddy would be like in Fluffy AU. Honestly, he probably wouldn't be that different from his game counterpart, he might even have a similar role in protecting his caretaker when the outbreak happens and trying to get them out of the facility.

But imagine how devastated he would feel when he sees Roxy, Monty and Chica. Not only did his friends die, but they also returned as monsters. Monsters that don't even remember their friendship. The animals he sang with before were now trying to kill him. Imagine how much more clingy that would make Freddy to the reader, the only one he has left.

Now, the stomach hatch can be tricky. Has he always had this? Was it a mistake in his design, but not too big to make the scientists consider Freddy a failure because he still had his personality? Or does this happen after he, unfortunately, died and was resurrected?

Anyway, I can see Freddy and the reader being pushed to the limit by one of the undead and Freddy, having no choice, decides that to keep the reader safe he may have to force them into the stomach hatch until the danger is far away, despite how disgusting that is. He will do his best to not keep the reader inside him for too long. Accidentally killing his last friend would make him finally lose his sanity, don't you think?

Sure! Here's what I got from what you gave me :)

Yandere! Fluffy AU! Glamrock Freddy Concept

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Gore, Grotesque descriptions, Blood, Violence, Kidnapping mentioned/implied, Clingy behavior, Trauma, Death, Stomach hatch scene is... disturbing as usual, Not for the faint of heart, Forced companionship.

You are right when you say he wouldn't change much from normal.

Glamrock Freddy's creation started with the rest of the Glamrock line.

He was created alongside Chica, Bonnie, Monty, and Roxy.

For the most part he was normal, no odd stomach hatch in sight.

The others were normal too.

He has you as his caretaker and is caring towards you.

The orange bear is talkative and friendly towards you, all smiles and hugs.

To explain the stomach hatch could be two things.

He gets it during the outbreak in the facility after being attacked in the stomach.

He is then revived due to an infection and given the stomach hatch adaptation.

It's that or he had complications in his creation, leading to Afton doing surgery that gave him the stomach hatch adaptation.

Personally I just never thought of the hatch idea until others brought it up.

So his original design didn't have it.

I'm not going to go too much into how he was before the facility failed.

He's his usual personality and always sticks close to his caretaker.

I say this because I feel the story gets more interesting after the fall of the Afton Facility.

Glamrock Freddy would definitely take a similar role to how his original version did.

Instead of guiding Gregory out of the Pizzaplex, he's guiding his caretaker out of the facility.

Trying to, at least.

Freddy doesn't want his caretaker to endure anymore of these horrors.

All the lights… the blood… that's not the worst part, either.

Freddy has no doubt seen his friends die and become monsters at this point.

First it was Bonnie, then it was Chica… then Monty… then Roxy….

They didn't come out of it okay unlike him.

Freddy is the least injured and feral out of all the Glamrocks.

Due to seeing all of this there's no doubt he's going to be more attached to his caretaker.

They want to leave this place… he wants to come with them and help them.

You really are all he has left.

The others keep trying to bite and claw him.

Even with the stomach hatch… he just isn't damaged enough to them, is he?

Plus… they want to hurt his dear caretaker!

Such a thing simply won't do….

Freddy no doubt wants to utilize his new stomach hatch ability but saves it for emergencies. 

The idea of using it makes even him a bit nauseous, let alone you.

Your journey mirrors that of Security Breach a bit.

You look around the facility for ways of escape, Freddy following close behind.

You get used to picking up keys and cards off dead coworkers and exploring areas.

Most of the time you're running from decaying beasts.

For the most part you try to be sneaky but Freddy also lets you know he doesn't mind getting a bit violent to protect you.

While Freddy hates using the stomach flap (?) he gains he no doubt still considers it.

Freddy knows you won't last long if he doesn't push himself.

Imagine the betrayal you feel when you're both backed into a corner.

You're prepared to give in when Freddy suddenly scoops you up and shoves you deep into his… oh no.

The feeling… disgusting.

You're covered in blood, the feeling is oddly warm and squishy, and Freddy is running.

He knows you hate it but he swears it's to keep you safe.

When it's safe… he'll let you out.

But really… When is it safe?

Maybe he should… just keep you in there.

You tickle when you push against him!

Meanwhile you're clawing at him like a scared animal, scared to scream due to the thought of blood seeping into your mouth.

You only feel slight relief when Freddy drops you out.

You slide onto the already dirty floor with a wet plap, covered in blood and possible goo.

Safe to say you're way more traumatized than you were before.

That's if he even decides to let you out.

Now I feel maybe you two could successfully escape with one another.

That would mean both Golden Freddy and Glamrock Freddy escaped with their caretakers.

Golden Freddy had an easier escape… but still.

Even if you both escape you probably want nothing to do with Freddy.

The bear is attached to you and is happy he kept you safe!

He's clingy and affectionate, claiming he's so excited to live a new life with you!

Yet you dread what'll happen if you stick around him any longer…

You even feel ill when you think of the stomach hatch he holds.

Perhaps you should just… stitch that up.

Good luck trying to abandon Glamrock Freddy once you escape, too.

He won't let you go so easily.

Especially when he has a new way to contain you.

[thatsuccessfulpokemontrainer]

Eclipsing Arc recap post!

I've recently been getting a lot of new followers on sprites blog that don't know the context of sprite and kittsus current arc, so I wanted there to be a shorter explanation post for what's going on for people who were interested in everything but didn't want to go through months of spread out posts.

This will be a shorter explanation, just giving the context necessary and linking the major events (sorry it ended up being kinda long- haha theres a lot of important shit).

[TW's for this arc here, everything will not be individually tagged on this post due to the sheer amount of content you have been warned]

This arc started with tensions high. Kittsu (@/kittsu-and-company) and Sprite (@/thatfailedpokemontrainer) were living together in Azelea town, Johto.

Outside issues such as a responsible adult in the house leaving and a mutual friend going missing only worsened it all, this eventually culminated between a fight between Sprite and Kittsu.

Kittsu decided to head back to her home in Kalos, where a friend had been asking for her help for a while. She promises to be back in a week, and thinks it will be good for the both of them. Sprite insists that this will end badly, but agrees to hear her out.

Over the next few weeks Kittsu is manipulated and emotionally abused by Achlys (the "friend"), and he takes over her account mutiple times. Sprite is blocked, only to make another account, and ask her to come back before his birthday on may 9th. She promises, despite the fact she says she doesn't know if she can keep it. She misses it, but sends an anonmyous gift.

Kittsus mental state worsens, and devolves into her saying she wishes she could hurt, and she deserves the ending she gets, that she was 'doomed from the start.'

Achlys and Kuraokami (@/subzeroiceshards) begin working together to take down whatever group (cult) Achlys was involved in with his past.

Back at home, Sprite has gone for blocking any mention of kittsu out of his life.

After finding out that Kura was lying to him about kittsus and Achlys location, Sprites roomate Beedrill (@/a-nickits-den), begins to work to hunt them down, implying that he wants to brutally kill Kura via anon asks.

Kittsu, Achlys and Kura go Marisolis Library. It does not go well.

Kittsu is kidnapped. Achlys reveals disjointed pieces of information about his and Kittsu’s past. Euphrosyne was the name of his sister, and he’s convinced that Kittsu is her. He claims the Marisolis Family cult “took her” and changed her into what she is as we see her, a “wax sculpture" (not that Achlys ever admits that Euphrosyne is gone) They start planning to go to the Altar of the Sunne.

Seeing the relations with Marisolis Livrary and Solgaleo imagery, it’s believed their diety of choice is Solgaleo (a god that Achlys claims abandoned them all)

Beedrill and Violet (@/prof-polaris) follow them too Alola, to track down kittsu and kill Achlys and Kura. Beedrill left sprite without a goodbye, leading to his mental state only further declining.

It's unclear to any outsiders how this story will end

Finale coming soon :3

[thegeminisage]

ok, its time for a QUICK tng update before xm*s proceedings. saturday we did "best of both worlds part ii" and "family" and last night we did "brothers" and "suddenly human."

best of both worlds part ii: I LOOOOOVED THIS EPISODE. mwah. EVERYTHING i wanted. creepy little cyborg implants. brainwashed picard. his beautiful perfect cgi tear (which may or may not have been cgi, this is a point of debate, experts please weigh in). data bravely doing a robot mind meld. 1000000/10 more borg episodes please please PLEASE

can you imagine if the borg has ben in tos btw. what a thought experiment, except for how i quite literally can't think about it or i'll get so excited i'll pass out

did guinan imply she and picard were lovers in this ep...girl you can do better

my one nitpick with william riker was him promoting that lady he hated instead of someone who deserved it, like worf or data. it probably would have given worf ptsd but can you imagine that enterprise having a captain and first officer being gay on the bridge again...wonderful. except this time there would also be deanna <3

"how much do you remember" "everything" AHAHAHAHA GREAT. GOOD. WONDERFUL. anyway

family: extremely unusual episode but i loved it nonetheless. i was really shocked worf's parents were so sweet!!! i fucking loved them. they're like the cutest people on earth i can't believe they raised such a taciturn and stoic guy like worf...

picard's family i wasn't sure about at first until the wrestling match in the mud. sometimes you need to punch a guy and his brother stepped up to the job admirably. i kept thinking he looked like michael caine, which would have been an incredible choice.

WESLEY.....................................................we don't need to talk about it

everyone's accents in this ep were wack. why does picard have a totally different accent from his brother. why is worf's accent different from his parents. ik its not that deep but its making me crrrazzzyyy

brothers: i didnt even get a look at the title of this episode before we started bc vumoo (the shady site im using to watch) doesn't display them but it was SUCH an unexpected pleasure to get a data episode

absolutely scuh-reaming at the ease with which he hijacked an ENTIRE goddamn starship. he's so competent i love that. a real "glad he's on OUR side" moment, not unlike spock commandeering the enterprise in "the menagerie" (rip i wish that had been a better episode).

lore grew on me really fast. i was neutral on him during his last appearance, the meme aside, but in this episode he was really fun and unsettling. brent spiner can do horrible, horrible things with his face

this ep felt a little cut off? i expected another confrontation with lore, a getting back of the chip, or at least some kind of burial or funeral for dr soong, but we just quit like 3/4 through the episode. maybe less time spent on the opening section of the hijack could have fixed this

anyway i love the foil between data and lore...one has support and the other does not...but it doesn't make sense for lore to get the emotions chip because it seems like he already HAS them??

oh yeah and data repeating "i am not less perfect than lore" got funnier EVERY time he did it. little man was really going thru it i was cracking up genuinely <3

suddenly human: this episode was wack

ok, did you guys read face on the milk carton when you were in school? i did when i was way too young to be reading it and it fucked me up real bad and i completely forgot about it until i watched this episode and then i got to unlock that memory in real time

anyway, while it is obviously the correct choice to return a child to their family when they are kidnapped as babies, it is also hugely traumatic for an older child to be ripped away from a loving home* and transplanted with strangers, which those books explore in horrific detail. so the whole episode i found myself going "i KNOW it's bad politics but could they not just CONSIDER leaving him with the only family he's ever known as a possible choice" and then they DID THAT and i wanted to be ill because it was obviously the worst choice in the world

* this is a different scenario than the first tng episode involving kidnapped children, which strongly resembled the residential schools from real life. THIS particular situation, minus the method of kidnapping (during warfare), more closely resembled the crazy cult shit happening in those books, where the kidnapped girl was being raised by people who thought they really were her biological grandparents and weren't bad people and her biological family also weren't bad people. a "no fault" situation EXCEPT FOR HE KIDNAPPENED THAT BABY DURING WARFARE.

anyway this is the second time tng has dropped the ball on this subject so i think from now on they should not do episodes like this anymore. really really really really bad.

NEXT TIME: "remember me" and "legacy"

[hezuart]

Well, that sure was a heated response, wasn't it? They seemed especially pissed about your comment regarding Otto's abusive behavior towards Noone, though that seems understandable. But they may have had a point about the series being implied to have been taking place on an alternate realm long before the podcast confirmed it to actually be the case as I do recall some of these interviews that they've mentioned. Also, people have been saying that Tarsier handed over a lore bible to Supermassive Games and that they were following those concepts not yet touched upon, so there's that to consider. Personally, I don't think that the podcast contradicts established canon, more so expands upon it, but you shouldn't have to feel forced into liking this direction of the series just because that may have been the idea from the start. Any thoughts?

Thoughts below Option A: You have loving parents and a kind doctor to take care of you. You are told you have a brain tumor that may or may not be benign, they'd have to run further tests, but its not something to worry about just yet. The doctor starts plugging you into annoying machines. You get a lot of headaches. He explains he needs help finding his sister but you get mad at him and refuse to help. He says if he could trade places with you to get your headaches and terrible dreams, he would, but he can't. He starts being mean and drugs you to sleep so he can find his sister. Option B: You teleport to a world where you have to fight for your life and always be hunted by grotesque, terrifying creatures that snatch, torture, and kill any and every child you've come in contact with. The worlds you teleport to are completely different each time. They are incomprehensible. You have no support system. But at least you won't have to worry about your tumor anymore. It's not about dismissing his abusive behavior, it's about Noone being dumb for picking the clearly wrong choice here.

Tarsier in its early days has always been confused as to the lore of their series. They tried to have a tv show made, they tried to make comics. Six allegedly has amnesia. But a lot of things were canceled or changed. Their first game actually, The City of Metronome, was taken and remade into Little Nightmares 2 essentially.

"The evil Company managed to uncover the secret of a wondrous machine capable of creating ideas and designs for world-building. Possessing this knowledge the Corporation set out to construct their own version of this machine. With the machine finished the requirement for maintenance arose, the machine and newly constructed areas needed a workforce to make sure everything was running smoothly. And what better way to employ some workers than to kidnap children, suck out their souls and put them to work?

So things were all well and good then, until a young man training to become a steam-train engineer one day met a girl aboard the train he was working on. She makes him question the purpose of life in the city, is the Corporation to be trusted? Could it be that it is evil? Together you both set off on a quest to unravel the Corporation's mysterious, probably evil plans."

This game insinuates the evil corporation can create worlds but doesn't say the children are FROM other worlds. It's a fantastical, creepy place with its own lore and literal world-building, why would the children NEED to come from IRL? Same goes for LN When it comes to Tarsier, they were heavily inspired by Spirited Away as you said, where Chihiro is transported to the spirit world and forced to work in a bathhouse, so that may be where they are coming from. But if you think about it, there is no legitimate reason to include the fact that children come from the real world. The children in the video games are never confused. They never cry. They never act like real children would, separated from their parents in a terrifying place. I would sit around and cry until something came along and killed me immediately. A child stands no chance of survival there. Some of the children of LN are cruel. A cruelty that shouldn't come with children from the real world so commonly. Six is sadistic, Mono uses a gun to kill the Hunter, he has an axe to violently break down doors and smash porcelain children. Seven electrocutes the Granny. They are also insanely smart, all good at puzzle-solving. They never act like real children from the real world. But when it comes down to it, they can't return home. So why include the fact that they are from the real world at all? What's the point of that? They don't act like they're from the real world. "Six was actually a sweet little girl with two loving parents and maybe even a younger brother!" Is such a weird direction for this series to go.

[just-an-idiot-boi]

Yandere Villain OC x GN reader henchman reader.

Warning contains: Yandere themes, Implied Kidnaping, Crimes.

This is first time writing about an OC, I'm kinda nervous.

You were working as a henchman for a longer while now, why did you decided to walk the Path of Villainy? Just becouse.

Well worked is not realy a right Word anymore, you used to work like every other henchman, but that changed after you personaly met the person you are working for.

Olivia Eden one of the most dangerous and wanted villains in the entire country. She's personaly responsible for deaths of countless heros with her plant control abilities, it doesn't sounds dangerous yes. But you wouldn't be saying that if you were the one that got impaled by a tree branch.

So back to the story, what was it that made it so you aren't just a regular henchman anymore? Well it's Simple, she fell for you. Hard.

It's hard to tell why, maybe becouse she found you cute ? Maybe becouse she admired your hard work or maybe some other reason, who knows? You certainly don't.

The moment she realised she likes you more than other od her underlings, you can say bye bye to your personal life, you're not your own person anymore, you are Olivia's partner, and as you will soon find out, nothing can change that, especialy not you.

"Oooh honey! Where are you ~?" You're "girlfriend" as she likes to call herself, calls out to you. Why was she looking for you? Simple, you tried to escape her. "I know you love playing hide and seek but that's a thing you shouldn't do without telling me first~ Now come out or I'm gonna have to use my powers, and we both know you don't want that." She says teasingly, Your escape attempt wasn't the best one if we're being honest, you decided to try escaping by running into forrest, which as you may realised by now, isn't a good idea when dealing with someone that can control plants.

Her footsteps are getting closer and closer, until they stop... "Now honey, you have 5 seconds to come out, or I'm going to have to punish you when we come back home~" It's clear she already knows where you are, why won't she just force you out of your hiding space instead of letting you come out yourself? Well, she always enjoyed humiliating others.

"One...two...three" She starts counting, your heart speeds up, "what is the point, she knows where I am anyway..." You think to yourself. "Four...f" "Here!" You reveal yourself from your hiding place. "Ohh I knew you will make the right choice darling~ I won't even have to punish you~" She says, you can hear slight dissapointment in her voice "L-let's just go back home..." You say nervously, "Of course darling, just give me your hand we can go~" She reaches her hand out to you "We can't have you getting lost can we?~" You decide it's not worth saying anything and just grab onto her hand and start following her.

After a short walk both of you get back to "your" house, well it's more of a Villa than a house realy.

"Now honey, you seem realy tired from all that happend today, what about you say about a cuddle session from me to help you fall aslepp?" She "asks" but realy, it's a command. "Of course..." "Of course who?" "Honey" You say not wanting to Anger her.

"Good [Insert your gender identity here]~"

She takes you to your shared beedroom and makes you laydown right next to her, she starts clinging to you and softly Plays with your hair until you fell asleep. The last words you hear before going unconscious are "All mine~"

Well this was fun, I realy enjoyed writing this. Sorry that it's not realy good I'm still learning. I Hope whoever reads this Has a wonderfull day!

[mukuberry]

I know my most of my mutuals really don't like discussions on this so I'm gonna put everything under the cut

Personally, I don't think milgrams presentation of DID is nearly as bad as people say it is. Sure, if you look at it on the surface it's bad, but anyone that's into milgram knows that you should never take things at surface level with this series. This is coming from someone who is a part of a DID system and has seen MANY bad representations of this disorder throughout my life, I have seriously high hopes for how this is going to play out in future.

For your first point: While it's uncommon, it is entirely possible for a system to only be made up of 2 alters. That being said, it is extremely implied that there is actually 3 alters. I'm not a Mikoto main personally, so I'm probably not the best person to go deep into Mikoto theories with, however there's many posts about this- I've personally found this one to be easiest to understand. There's also a possibility of there being a fourth alter, who is a little, but I cannot find the posts about it for the life of me right now.

For the second point: I believe the 'protector's behaviour to make complete sense. Sure, he's being overly aggressive and impulsive, but for the situation he's in, I don't entirely blame him. Mikoto, who has already been through severe repeated trauma, has suddenly been kidnapped and trapped with 9 murderers, and has been told he may be punished for murder. That is an extremely high stress situation, especially for the protector who so far has been attempting to hide both the system and the murders from Mikoto. Being stuck in a situation like that, it makes complete sense for him to be instantly in fight mode whenever he's forced to the front due to Mikoto becoming even more stressed- who knows, maybe one of the other murderers has decided to attack him? Maybe Mikoto has learned something he really shouldnt have? Maybe the kidnappers are torturing him? The protector might not know the details until he's already in front, and it's definitely better to be safe than sorry. And I'm sure the protector isn't too happy himself having all the work he's done be completely taken out of his control. Also, this protector has told Es to back off, once he wasn't in (both perceived and real) danger.

And as for the murders: right now the motives are still mostly vague, however Greenkoto has specifically stated that they're doing them in order to save themselves. How murder is saving them is unclear, however considering that the murder we see in MeMe was clearly preplanned and they managed to convince their victim to meet them, it seems likely that the victim is related to the abuse they went through. There's a theory about them being abused within a gang as a child who are now trying to stalk them down to bring them back- but again I cannot find the post 😅. As for Redkoto, he clearly does not enjoy what he's doing. He's suffering from suicidal thoughts and depression, it's very obvious in the lyrics from MeMe. It seems unlikely that he enjoys what he's doing, but rather sees no other choice, both because of his violent upbringing and reassurance from Greenkoto.

Overall, I genuinely believe that the producers know what they're doing with Mikoto, and we'll see alot more of that in Double. Milgram doesn't tell us everything right away, Mikoto is not an exception to that. The actions of all alters makes sense, and while they're definitely extreme actions, all of the characters are the exact same, as murder is an extreme thing to do lol.

I use 'the protector' when referring to Redkoto and Greenkoto outside of MeMe because i get confused between which one is doing which orz hopefully it didnt make things too confusing.

Okay imma briefly talk about Mikoto’s DID thing. Yes, it’s an absolutely horribly written thing, so imma just brainstorm how they could’ve made it work. Obviously the whole “good guy, bad guy split personality” thing is horribly inaccurate and offensive, but I’ll try and figure out a solution that would make things more accurate to DID? Idk.

Disclaimer: I am a singlet, so please take what I say with a grain of salt. I’m working based on my knowledge of the condition rather than liver experience. I’m open to other ideas on how others would make DID Mikoto work.

So one thing the series sort of gets right is the fact people with DID have multiple alters…sort of. They show it in the first trial summary by means of the presentation Jackalope shows where it shows multiple images it Mikoto. But the thing it gets wildly wrong is the idea there are only two “personalities”, or alters. They only ever show the “I’m not a murderer, I’m innocent!” alter, presumably the host and the “imma kill you!” alter, presumably meant to be a protector (seeing as they only come out when Mikoto is stressed). Which…obviously is wildly inaccurate and offensive. It continues the stigma of systems being dangerous murderers, as opposed to being traumatised people more likely to be hurt than to hurt.

Now how would I try and keep the idea of Mikoto being a system? First of all, show more alters. Maybe he has a child alter that gets tearful and confused when fronting. Maybe he has an alter that likes to go around helping others, and maybe one who doesn’t get along with any of them.

Then we keep the protector, BUT we change their behaviour a little. Instead of them fronting and immediately attacking and yelling threats, maybe he only attacks once and tells Es (or whoever else it is) to back off and stop hurting Mikoto. They’re not presented as a violence hungry person, just someone trying to protect the host and other alters.

Also, though we don’t know the exact motive for Mikoto’s murders, atm it’s being presented as the protector just loving violence and murder. I think instead we could have it that the murders come from people abusing Mikoto and the other alters in some way and the self defence comes from the protector and in order to protect them, the extreme measures are needed. Mikoto doesn’t remember because he is being shielded from the memories. He’s not a trauma holder, so in his mind, he’s just a normal dude. Perhaps the protector remembers or is at least aware that they’re part of a system and wants to protect the others from being hurt again.

In terms of the interrogations, it would be interested if after the switch and initial violence towards Es, he calms a little, and sits down to talk to Es. He is hostile like Fuuta, if not more threatening to Es since they know that they can be hit again. The protector doesn’t fully cooperate, but they are very defensive of Mikoto and the other alters, perhaps making it very clear to Es that they did what they needed to to protect him, that they’d do it again if they had to. They don’t seem to show remorse for what they did because it was self defence.

Maybe we will see this idea explored in the second trial, though I sorta doubt it. Please let me know your thoughts. :P

[lazywriters-blog]

Yan-Yan drabbles

This is basically my interception of these fictional characters as yandere, which might include triggering topics, implied kidnapping, mentions of blood, general yandere themes, slightly unhinged characters, may contain disturbing themes. Hehehe-

Summary: you encounter.. some interesting people on your journey, who become disturbingly fixated on you. [Modern AU]

Aether

Your typical social butterfly, an odd mix of introvert combined with handful traits of an extrovert. Let's pretend Paimon doesn't exist- first day at school, kinda nervous, and this friendly classmate helps you calm down your nerves a little, it's really helpful. Instant best friends, doesn't interact with others much, which you don't question since, well.. it's his choice, he prefers chit-chating with you, the kind of friend who would look into your eyes without blinking for a long time. Hints are thrown your way, if you notice it and try to take precaution, he starts to get a little too quiet, more staring, less talking, will definitely invite you to his home, maybe meet his twin sister, chat and she might end up spilling a few beans about his crush, nothing too.. revealing. If you decide to ignore it or not it's all upto you. Now that aether knows that you know, he let's go of a few limitations.

This is where things begin to get a little dark. It takes a considerable amount of time for aether to take the necessary steps, seeing you every day at school, talking with you for an extended time, he thinks it's just a normal crush since you're more likely to develop feelings for someone you often meet with rather than someone you don't, so he doesn't take his otherwise childish crush seriously, because he thinks... it's just a crush. When these feelings generally get worse, it's then his thoughts get affected by this condition, butterflies in his stomach just by a glimpse of your face, the softest of touch sends a shockwave through his body, although it's purely accidental, he can't help but think you are doing it intentionally.

Either way, it's not going to end well. When his feelings aren't returned, of course, he's going to be sad it's bound to make him desperate, so desperate enough, he might just knock you out while you're on your heels ready to leave, he's bewildered by his actions and for a moment, he can't believe his eyes, there's a small trail of blood following down your head, pooling the floor beneath you. He panics, he doesn't know what to do, in the heat of the moment, he decides to flee with, or without you. Maybe then, you'll see how much of a good friend he is, perhaps then, you would be more willing to share the same sentiment as him.

Tartaglia

Secret mafia boss- your senior schoolmate, your secret crush, and a club leader of the infamously notorious group called the 'fatui'. At some point, you might come to know him as a cheater since he basically dumps girls for fun, obviously, you avoid him like some sort of plague, this dude dates girls for fun and cheats on them for fun, red flag number one, your crush is now long gone. Despite his rather deceiving nature, he doesn't seem like a complete 'bad guy' he's friendly, doesn't mean you grow fond of him, just not the best influence in your life, if it wasn't for you catching his face every once in a while whilst walking home, you honestly wouldn't have known him. At all.

Eventually, you met him or should you say, bump into him while leaving the school campus and he's so friendly and charming, you can't help but feel bad for thinking so harshly about him, basically he introduces himself but doesn't ask for your name and you forget about it due to his constant questions and abrupt violation of personal space, he stands so close to you, you feel uncomfortable. Maybe your overreacting, the ways he looks at you is unnerving, you've never noticed how lifeless his eyes are, until now. He did ask for your number, you refused since you know him for his notorious schemes and just rush home. Strangely enough, he somehow manages to get a hold of your number, claiming one of your closest friend gave it to him, which you questioned your friend the other day and she strongly denies it. Frankly, you are a bit scared, everytime you come into his sight, he latches onto you, acting like you and him are best friends, calls in middle of the night, which provoked you to completely shut off your phone every night just so you could get your precious sleep.

After approximately a month later, you couldn't bear it anymore. The constant pressure and the flirtatious behaviour, you just snapped at him, even after that, he still persists, calling you day and night, idle promises, and just some more.. threats, you don't take them seriously, because he has a tendency to prank people for his own amusement, you can't take a single word out of his mouth seriously. Maybe you should have..

At this point, he is forlorn, desperate to make you notice him the way you should, and in those moments, he might just straight-up drags you to an isolated area, confessing his obsessive love for you and clarifying every single thing, he demands you to treat him fairly, he almost confesses to stalking you before meeting you, but if you try to walk away, he might resort to other.. undesirable means to keep you with him, right beside him. Dangerous threats are bound to keep you beside him no?

Albedo

There's a rumour that he has an identical twin, which strangely enough nobody has been able to recognise, and nobody would have even known if it weren't for his guardian's saying so, there's a whole different story that you probably couldn't comprehend, he's the silent kid in the backseat, drawing and doing homework or anything, he's talented too, smart, handsome, all in one package. While you haven't had the chance to encounter his older twin and the rumours suggest that you can't identify who is who, is oddly creepy. The slight telltale sign would be the most discreet change of personality, which is even harder to spot. Perhaps, you've met his twin, but you wouldn't know.

So his way of confession is very bizarre, intentionally leaving behind drawings of you on your deck, slightly brushing his finger over yours during art class, secretly helping you in exams, offering to tutor you, which you don't agree to, that's where you draw the line, you don't want anyone to know where you live unless it's essential. You like his company, two loners sitting together, talking chit chats, and once he even tried to kiss you during lunch break, a very bold move. He wasn't that forward before, what happened? He used to respect your boundaries so why is he slowly snaking his hand into yours and feeling every single muscle and bone move. You feel uncomfortable. So in hopes of ending off your budding friendship, you realize that you haven't been with the albedo you knew from your class, this entire time. It makes you feel even more unnerved, and waiting to struggle your way through the class and avoid albedo at all cost, you can't tell who is real anymore, but then your teacher had the brilliant idea of having you stay after school to catch up on your studies that you did not pay attention during class hours.

What were you supposed to do when he walked in, blocking the door with something and with not so good intention. He's approaching you, a blank look on his face and he just starts to cry, murmur words that seemed to increase your fright tenfold.

He says, he loves you too much to let him have you, so he has decided to play the necessary act. Kill you. You are scared for your life, bolting to the blocked doors, and screaming on top of your lungs, he's reassuring you, telling you to come back, be a good girl. It's not long before he captures you, not hesitating to thrust a box cutter into your neck, then taking his own life as well.

The real albedo sets on a journey towards ruin, eventually disappearing and no one ever saw him again. The school is locked off, and there's a rumour that.

You can hear his voice in the classroom where a female student died. His crys for validation.

Tell me who else you wanna see in my drabbles!

[bluemoondust]

May I request Roman Torchwick from RWBY please? Any from will do, and I was indeed the one who posted the same request on AO3. Thank you!

I'm now reminded on how much I miss him— like, no you're not alone!! He's so handsome though and I was saddened at the fact we'll never see him again 😔 But yes of course I can write hcs for him!

Edit: Why are all these characters so tall??? (Roman is said to be 6'3 apparently)

♡General Yandere Headcanons♡ — Roman Torchwick

Warning(s): Possessive and Sadistic Behavior, Talks of Violence and Death, Hints of Manipulation and Guilt Tripping, Hints of Invasion of Privacy and Stalking, Implied Kidnapping

Roman is definitely a very possessive and sadistic yandere. However, when I say he's sadistic, that doesn't mean he fully revels in your fear or tears. He does enjoy a little fight coming from his darling, but he wouldn't outright harm you. What sort of man do you take him for? The thing that he really likes to see is other's pain, especially if they dared tried to put a hand on you. Now that... That is the sight he takes enjoyment from.

More on the possessive traits, this man can be very loud with the way he stakes his claim over you without even saying a word. He's insistent on using pet names with you and doesn't take kindly to those who touch/get near you, especially if those people are attempting to aid you in getting away from him. That is probably one downside to being a well-known criminal, but it does have its advantages. Roman gets visibly frustrated whenever those people or your friends get in his way in trying to sway your mind. He lowly speaks to you that if they don't stop, terrible things may happen to them... and Roman certainly won't go back on his word.

Sure, violence is a choice Roman will lean towards in order to achieve his goals, but he was slightly hoping for things to go much more smoothly in terms of taking you for himself. Using honey coated words and appealing to your desires would have been a good method, but sigh... Your friends really are nuisances aren't they? When thinking over if Roman would resort to murder as a yandere, I think he would but only if he believes it's his only choice. He'll plan some scheme first but then if that does not work he will get on with violent means.

As a final resort if all that does not go the way he wants, murder it is then. Roman has been verbally warning your friends that interfering will only get them killed. He was not joking. You'd be highly aware of all this—heck, he'd even tell you at his wits end that he'll give your little friends a chance to stop. If you know what's good for you sweetheart, you'd tell them to give up and let you go.

In regards to how lucid or delusional Roman is, he's highly aware that what he's doing and feeling is wrong. However, like other yanderes like him, he absolutely does not care in the slightest. What did you expect, darling? To show remorse for all that he's done? Oh, honey, you're in for it. It's... Almost frightening to think of how far this man will go to get his hands on you, especially with how lucid he is. There's no excuses such as for your own good or to assure oneself. No. It's just raw emotion and the thrill for the chase.

Going back to the advantages of being such a well-known criminal... Even if you believe that every corner of the kingdom will be scoured in order to catch the man who's been haunting your every waking moment, are you truly safe? Status can equal to connections and Roman certainly has those. It's only a matter of time before he grows tired of this game of cat and mouse before he comes to claim his prize. You'd find it surprising to find how much he truly knows about you... And how wrong it was to ever believe you were safe in the comfort of your own home.

[hannahhook7744]

Hannah Hook Verse masterlist part 1;

This masterlist contains informantional posts, tumblr wiki, applications, fanart, art, and fanfictions about my descendants oc, aesthetics, Hannah Hook, and her crew.

🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️

Oc Fanfictions;

Happy Mother's day, Hooks;

Summary; how Zarina became a mother several times over.

The surprise adoption of Hannah Hook;

Summary; the story of how Hannah Hook came to be adopted written by my good friend @dragoneyes618 .

The troubles of parenting as a pirate;

Summary; here is a snippet of Captain James Hook's struggle as a father to his five kids-- Ginny Gothel, Harriet Hook, Harry Hook, CJ Hook, and Hannah Hook.

Neverland Club;

Summary; The story of how Hannah Hook joined the Neverland Club. Written by my good friend @dragoneyes618 .

Sisters, am I right?;

Summary: drabblet of Cj annoying Hannah. Written by my good friend @dragoneyes618 .

Everything has Changed;

Summary; 12 year old Hannah Hook gets invited to come with the core four to Auardon. This is her reaction.

The history's thick;

Summary, Ever since Hannah was little, she knew she was different from her siblings. Different in the way that she wanted to be a hero do the right thing. But it had never been a problem until she had come to Auardon and been forced to make the hardest choices of her life that left her heartbroken. Now she's stuck trying to control her powers while thinking back on her past with her siblings.

Happy Adoption Day;

Summary; Hannah Hook finds a baby and takes it into her crew as her brother.

My sister;

Summary; Hannah Hook's life with Cj Hook as a sister. Featuring the hook parents for @idontliketomatoesleavemealone and inspired by @dragoneyes618 .

Hey Sister!;

Summary; little snippets into Hannah's life as an adoptive older sister for her younger crewmates.

If Peter Pan was Hannah Hook's brother;

Summary; a funny 'what if' one shot that may or may not become canon.

The Failed Shovel talk;

Summary; The Hook siblings attempt to give Haul the shovel talk. It doesn't go as expected at all. Also featuring Peter Pan, Ginny Gothel, and an alternate version of Hope from ouat as half siblings who also take part in this ridiculous endeavor. Requested by @idontliketomatoesleavemealone and suggested by @dragoneyes618 .

The not so wicked stepmother;

Summary; 22 year old Hannah Hook gets to know her stepmom, Emma. An oc based on Emma from ouat with a few changes.

Fanged Cyclops' bad zoo trip;

Summary; Liberty and Herlando have a horrible date at the zoo.

The Pirate and The Dragon;

Summary; otherwise known as the story of how Treycor Zagreus Adonis Fae-Artoas and Hannah Artemis Hook met, and how their friendship expanded into the stuff of legend over time. Requested by @crimsonstar2096 who is the creator and owner of Treycor. Trigger warning; Violence and descriptions of injuries. Child neglect, etc.

How Hannah Hook won her ship;

Summary; How Hannah Hook won her ship. From Blackbeard. In a poker game. When she was 6. Barely a year after she got her hearing aid and glasses. A story Peter Pan has been dying to hear. Featuring Barnaby, an oc of my friend @saveme-storybrooke-potc .

Friends Vs. Bestfriends (oc edition);

Summary: my descendants original characters in various different situations. Trigger warnings; implied sexual content, swearing, Kidnapping, a pregnancy scare, and violence.

Dr Jiminy part 1;

Summary; in which Jiminy Cricket has a show like Dr Phil that also does parentity testing. Trigger warning; child abuse and a broken marriage. Swearing.

In Which Everybody Is Grounded;

Summary; Harriet is done.

I believe;

Summary; Hannah Hook meets North/Santa Claus.

Oc Incorrect quotes;

Upon Hope's Birth;

Summary; The name thing.

Ginny I have something to tell you;

Summary; James has a 'secret' to tell Ginny.

Oc Informational posts;

7 years;

Summary; Hannah has been gone along time.

I am an excellent aunt;

Summary; what the title says.

Hannah Hook's songs;

Summary; what the title says.

Hannah is so done;

Summary; Hannah's reaction to her siblings' actions.

Captain Changeling pets;

Summary; what the title says.

Hope's feelings;

Summary; what the title says but on magic.

Reactions to Cevon's marriage;

Summary; what the title says.

Why;

Summary; why Hannah was gone so long.

Hannah Hook tattoos and their meanings;

Summary; Hannah Hook's tattoos.

My oc ships;

Summary; the people who are together/will get together in my Hannah Hook story.

Hannah's 'voice' and physicality/characterization;

Summary; what the title said.

How cj feels about her name;

Summary; what the title said.

Storm Bringer crew contract;

This is the handwritten contract that Hannah Hook has any new crew members read and sign before they join her crew.

The ol' suitcase trick;

Summary; Hannah, Skia, and Luke pull the ol' suitcase.

Council meeting interrupted;

Summary; Hannah interrupts a council meeting.

Embarrassing first meeting;

Summary; Hannah doesn't realize she's met Haul's family in the most embarrassing way ever.

James Hook taught his five kids 10 important things;

Summary; The 10 things James Hook taught his kids.

Hannah Hook info;

Summary; This is a bunch of info about my descendants original character, Hannah Hook.

Questions answered about the crew;

Summary; what the title said.

Captain Care Bear headcanons;

Summary; future info about Hannah and Haul.

Hannah and Haul's kids;

Summary; what the title says.

Gaggle of children;

Summary; reaction to Hannah's gaggle of children.

Hope meets Hannah;

What was five-year-old Hope's reaction to meeting her big sister Hannah for the first time?

What Haul's family thinks;

Summary; what the title says.

Hook's descendants;

Summary; the descendant who looks most like James Hook.

Jasmine and Aladdin's reaction;

Summary; Amira, Jasmine and Aladdin's daughter, an oc of @descendants-extended , in my universe runs away to join Hannah's circus.

Oc Aesthetics;

My oc bedrooms part 1;

Summary; what the title says.

My descendants oc aesthetics;

Summary; what the title says.

My descendants oc aesthetics part 2;

Summary; what the title says.

My descendants oc aesthetics part 3;

Summary; what the title says.

My descendants oc aesthetics part 4;

Summary; what the title says.

My descendants oc aesthetics part 5;

Summary; what the title says.

Descendants ocs aesthetic;

Summary; the descendants oc aesthetics before I built more on them.

Hannah Hook's outfits;

Summary; what the title said.

Hannah Hook Outfit Board;

Summary; what the title said.

Oc fanart;

Fanart of my ocs;

Fanart of my ocs Part 2;

More fanart for my story;

My descendants tumblr wiki pages;

Darcy Aoratos Page;

Hannah Hook Page;

Haul Bjorgman Page;

Lucas Tremaine-Westergaard's page;

Skia Aoratos Page;

The Storm Bringer Page;

Actual wiki page;

Hannah Hook's actual wiki;

Oc memes;

Descendants Memes with my ocs;

Summary; memes of my descendants ocs.

[harrowscore]

final judgment: the opera is sexist but oddly the female characters (besides papageno but i may be biased) get the best writing. tamino, the supposed hero, is weirdly passive; in italian, i'd say he's like a banderuola who goes from one side to the other and doesn't take one decision for himself. pamina is the one who takes chances and bold choices and weirdly enough saves herself. the queen of the night has the best and most impressive aria of all, and idc about how she's supposed to represent either the obscurantism/ancient regime opposed to sarastro's (literal) enlightenment/the catholic church (represented by a woman lmao? aren't sarastro&co. the priests, even though they worship pagan gods?) against the freemasonry, she's got a point. like, imagine your enemy kidnapping your daughter because he thinks you (a powerful woman who dares to reign without a man's guide) are too proud, and he initiates her to his weird religious cult lmao. (i mean, sometimes in new productions the queen gets painted in a sympathetic light and pardoned and they all live happily ever after etc. but personally i would like for an ending where she vanquishes them all and gets her daughter back lol) having said that, the opera heavily implies that light cannot exist without darkness/sun without moon/man without woman (see papageno who's seeking for a female companion and in the end finds the wonderful papagena, whom he showed kindness to when she was dressed up as an ugly old woman) but sarastro's Rationalism and supposed Wisdom are put against the emotional chitchat of women, represented by the queen and her thirst for vengeance (which again. she's right to feel in the first place lol)

tl;dr: is the opera sexist and racist (the racism here is even worse than the misogyny tbh)? yes. is it freemasonry propaganda? at least partly, yes. can be "fixed" by a new modern approach? somehow. is it still worth a watch/listening? even just for the heavenly music, a resounding yes.

i love the magic flute's music more than any other opera's i've watched/listened to so far, it's absolutely beautiful. but oh god, the values dissonance + mysoginy/racism combo are something else

[yanderes-galore]

Steven universe Spinel headcannon with a human reader?

Oh! Spinel will be fun to write!

Yandere! Spinel with Human! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Manipulation, Stalking, Invasion of privacy(?), Murder implied, Violence, Mood swings, Kidnapping, Fear of abandonment, Forced companionship.

Spinel is very... unstable.

Her yandere behavior would reflect that.

She's better during Steven Universe: Future, but before that she was certainly more unhinged.

My yandere Spinel would be a combination of the two.

Spinel is goofy and fun-loving for the most part.

She wants to be super close with her darling and be your best friend essentially.

She can get suffocating and clingy in an attempt to make you happy.

Spinel feels if she keeps you happy then you'll love her and never leave her.

This gem hates being left behind and would do anything to prevent it.

Spinel is Obsessive, Clingy, Affectionate, Clever, Prone to outbursts, and very Trusting towards her darling.

Spinel wasn't expecting to be so attached to a human darling.

The closest she got was Steven, but that was due to the whole being Pink thing.

Spinel appears to be extremely obsessive over you when she meets you.

When she loves a darling she is rarely seen away from you.

She follows you everywhere, the gem wanting to know more about you.

There's a huge gap between gem and human culture.

It'll take some getting used to for both her and you.

Humans are a bit strange in terms of behavior but she really wants to understand you.

It'll take time for you because... well... Spinel's an alien rock person that has the ability to act as a living cartoon.

Her movements still scare you a bit.

Spinel knows that learning to be friends with you after Pink will be a bit of a struggle for her.

Let alone understanding this whole love thing if she decides to see you that way.

Spinel is clingy to you, a human, due to her past.

You just being kind to her is already enough to get her hooked.

She wants to do everything with you.

Spinel is incredibly affectionate towards you even if you want to be left alone.

She gives tight hugs that coil around you like a snake...

She kisses your cheek sometimes as what you can only assume is a greeting?

She even compliments you, bouncing up and down around you with excitement you can't ever match.

Spinel also trusts you not to harm her or her feelings.

You'll be different than Pink, she doesn't think you'll abandon her.

In terms of murder or abduction, Spinel may do such a thing.

Despite her attempts at healing she's still a bit unhinged.

She's prone to outbursts and could harm her darling or those around you.

She usually doesn't mean to harm you, forgetting humans are vulnerable.

If she hurt you fatally, you don't come back...

So Spinel ends up apologizing a ton if she does hurt you.

She has tears in her eyes and everything... she's sorry she made you bleed or cracked a bone!

She wants to fix it.

When it comes to others... her outbursts are probably out of jealousy.

She doesn't usually feel bad if she hurts a human or gem who she's jealous of.

Unless you find out and are upset about it...

Only then does she feel guilty about it.

If Spinel kidnapped you it's because she doesn't want to go to Homeworld without you.

You're a human... you belong on Earth.

But it's either she stays here or you come with her.

She refuses to part from you.

She emphasizes this by wrapping around you tightly, face pressed into your neck.

You aren't sure if you want to go but what choice do you have?

Dragging you to Homeworld... she cares for you while she lives with the Diamonds.

She even asks Steven to provide you with all the human needs.

Spinel believes she can find a new family in you and the Diamonds...

She just doesn't realize her attempts at making you both happy harm you in the end.

[awesomerextyphoon]

I love your writing. May I have Loki x Reader? The reader is a sweet, delicate dreamer. Loki has come to conquer the world. He saw her and wants her to become his Queen of Midgard. He kidnapped her. She pleads with him to let her go while she is tied to the bed. He caresses her hair and says she will love him (he doesn't want to use the scepter on her).

***Can I have White Reader x Loki, please? Loki just escaped from the Helicarrier. He saw the reader who is a sweet and innocent creature. Loki doesn't want her dead when he will start battle. Loki kidnaps her and locks her up to keep her safe. When he wins, Loki tells her that she will become his queen.***

Hi! I decided to combine the prompts and make the reader plus-sized. I hope you enjoy! 

His Match

Pairing: Dark!Loki x Plus-Sized Female Reader 

Summary: You’ve tried to live by your grandmother’s rule  of being kind to others, even when the world gives you the middle finger. What if a Norse God decided reward you by becoming his Queen?

Word Count: 1,745

Rating: 18+/Mature

Warning: Kidnapping, Implied Dub/Non-Con, Angst, and some Violence

A/N: Thanks goes to the amazing @angrythingstarlight for beta reading this!

Loki was walking around New York City, scouting Stark Tower making sure the final preparations of his plan was perfect when something, or rather someone, caught his eye.

She walked out of what looked like a women’s clothing store with a forlorn smile. She was plumper than the average female Midgardian last time he frequented the realm. His eyes did not miss the enticing curves that lied beneath her clothes despite her efforts to ensconce herself into the background.

She was a vision.

Her eyes met his for the briefest of moments and it felt like time stopped. His heart quickened in his chest and a rush of blood surged to his groin.

He had to follow her. His Elskan.

“Barton, tell the others I’ll be out for a few more hours. Proceed as planned.”

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He found you entering a rather destitute apartment complex. Its lights and foundation were a bit unsound and gave off a seedy ambience.

Loki grimaced at her living conditions. When he ruled Midgard, she would have only the best.

Casting a simple concealment spell, Loki entered her fairly small apartment. She began mixing ingredients together for what looked to be ‘chocolate chip cookies’. He smiled as he inhaled the sweet aroma knowingly; Asgard had only recently started consuming the sweet. She soon laid out a batch of thick, scrumptious cookies with a satisfied expression.

They reminded him of better times when he and Thor would sneak into the kitchens and swipe confections from under the baker’s nose. Loki chuckled at the memory; those were the days.

Not ten minutes after she placed the last cookie onto the cooling rack did her phone ring. It was her mother. Loki felt dread coming off his Elskan in waves.

Loki could only make out bits and pieces of the conversation, if you could call it that. Her mother constantly nagged her about her weight, life choices, and her ‘pathetic’ attempts to get over her ex-boyfriend. His heart broke as he saw tears begin to fall and the croaking of her voice as she bid the odious creature goodnight.

Several minutes after she cried herself to sleep, Loki entered his Elskan’s bedroom. He spied her diary on the nightstand and decided to read a few pages.

He was fuming within two minutes.

How dare that caustic pig sow treat his Elskan, her own daughter, in a such ghastly manner! Her ‘perfect’ sister always slighting and reminding her on how ‘she’ll never be good enough for anything’ and her father’s callous indifference to her cries for help and solace only added to his rage. Combined with the way her ex-boyfriend, the repugnant gnat, treated her (he cheated on her with someone who ‘wasn’t built like a blimp’ and ‘the only thing you thing you had going for you were your tits’) and he wanted to speed up the invasion just to watch the horror become engrained onto their faces.

And yet, she endeavored to treat everyone with kindness harkening back to your grandmother. She strived to be the one light in one’s otherwise miserable existence.

Well, she can be his light as his Elskan and Queen.

Loki took a deep, cleansing breath. He needed to stick to the plan. When he conquers Midgard, she will be their queen. She will grace the undeserving masses with her elegance and beauty and he will worship her every chance he got.

He just had to make her see it that way.

Gently, the light forest green glow of Loki's magic flowed from his hand to the crown of her head like a halo. He leaned in and kissed her cheek with a smile as he left.

He hated to leave her, but he had a realm to conquer. Though he hoped she’d enjoy the introductory gift.

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You were in your grandmother’s living room; spacious yet comfy with all of her quirkiness and splendor included. It was odd since you haven’t been in her house since your parents sold after her death seven years ago. You tearfully smiled remembering all the good times you had with her, the only member of your family you gave you any true warmth or love.

Her piano was in the corner, barely aged a day with all the music sheets, pens, a light scratches you came to know and love. You took your seat and started to play the piano version of one of your favorite movie themes.

You were so engrossed in playing, you failed to notice someone materializing into your dreamscape.

“What a lovely tune! What is it called?” A smooth, honey-tinged voice broke your concentration.

You turned your head and saw what had to be the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. He was tall (6’ 10” / 2.08m) easily towering over any man you’ve ever met. He had smooth alabaster skin, light rose undertones with a little blue-red just under his eyes. His cheekbones were immaculate, somehow looked sharp and soft at the same time. He had thin lips with a fair plumpness to the bottom one. His slicked-back, shoulder-length Ponzu/Shadow Purple hair kissed his lean, battle-hardened physique (if the way he’s filling out his outfit was anyway to go by). All of this deliciousness was clothed in a casual Palm Green suit with a Glossy Black tie and shoes.

It took you a full minute to stop ogling him, “Wha-What did you say?”

“I apologize for disturbing you, my lady. I asked what you were playing.” His voice had hints of mirth which was odd considering his appearance. Most people in his league would give you a thinly veiled sneer of disgust, but he seemed genuinely interested.

“Um, well, it’s called Merry-Go-Round of Life from the movie Howl’s Moving Castle. It’s a favorite of mine. I used to play it all the time until…” You trailed off, not wanting to revisit how your grandmother died.

“You do not have to tell me if it brings you such displeasure.”

“Thank you, um…”

“Loki. Please, call me Loki.”

“Loki,” he inwardly moaned at the way you said his name, “Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise. Please, continue playing.”

And you did for what felt like hours, all while your sexy dream companion asked about your hopes, dreams, anything he could think of really. You in turn asked him about his life and interests; you even laughed at a story of his brother having to dress like a bride to get his hammer back.

You soon became enamored with Loki. It was refreshing to be noticed with actual interest, not ridicule or pity. He seemed to taken with you as well, if his gentle caresses and not-so-subtle lustful glances he gave you were any indication.

You were glad this was just a dream. You didn’t want your heart to break like last time.

Loki was about to lean in for a kiss when everything faded to black.

–––––

You jolted up from the mattress and screamed once you realized you weren’t in your room.

No, this room was…spectacular for lack of better word. It had high ceilings, large windows, ornate chandeliers, and magnificent balcony. Luxurious dark greens, gold, and black covered the room in splendor. Extravagant pieces of furniture dripped with precious stones metal worthy of queens or royal mistresses of old.

“What is this place?”

You tried to leave but was forced back onto the bed by a force field. You tried to take calm breaths just like your therapist taught you in order to make an escape plan.

No sooner did you calm down than the door open to reveal-

“Loki!”

Only Loki was wearing radically different clothing; looked like he walked right out of a fantasy epic. And yet, his smile was enchanting.

“What am I doing here? I need to go back home.”

He tutted in response, “That would not be wise, Elskan Mín. This world is mine now and this is safest place to be.” He was right. His brother’s team of desperate souls were no match for his cunning and Chitauri Forces. Midgard’s pathetic leaders gave up in less than an hour once their beloved ‘heroes’ were defeated, broken, and laid bare before them.

“You can’t be serious, Loki. I need to leave.”

“And go where? Like I said, this realm is mine now. That rat poison of a dwelling is no more and I have dealt with your ‘family’ as needed.” Loki smirked at the memories. It gave him extreme joy squeezing the life out of that worthless pig of mother, breaking every bone in your father’s body one by one, and leaving your ‘perfect’ sister alive with partially rotten skin. Not even the scavengers or maggots would find or want the remains of the scurvy insect of an ex-boyfriend, though he was still alive..just barely.

Well, at least until he decided on how to destroy the blight of creature.

Though he did make sure to leave two of your real friend were treated well. You needed to have someone to talk to while he was away.

You gazed into his Spearmint colored eyes in one last attempt, “Please Loki! If you love me, you’ll let me go!”

For a split second, you could’ve sworn you saw hurt in his eyes and he glided across the room. You back hit the headboard in you sad efforts to get away from him.

“Elskan Mín, I promise to always love, cherish, and worship every part of your glorious body. You will become Midgard’s queen and my goddess. No. One. Will. Ever. Demean. Or. Slight. You. Again.” he punctuated each word of the last sentence with soft, open-mouthed kisses to your face, neck, shoulders, and collarbone.

You tried to fight him, but it felt so good. His touches sent shots of lightning to your core; plus his lips and fingers were cook to the touch provided excellent contrast to the spike in heat.

You started crying realizing how pathetic this was, to have the first person to profess such feelings be a kidnapper. You were actually contemplating whether or not he was telling the truth.

Loki sensed your sorrow and kissed your tears away. “I know this might be ‘difficult’ at first, but you will love me in time.” He hoped he did not have to use the scepter.

You thought about your dream and all of the effort he was putting into this. It was frightening, but it came from a place of love.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to stay.

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[maleyanderecafe]

Yandere Love: Chains of Fate (Otome)

Created by: ataraxic

Genre: Horror/Romance

I've been playing a lot of games on itch.io lately, and I stumbled upon this game. It's a short and sweet game with some variations on the story and the artwork is really good, but I have some.. qualms about it. The creator stated that they'll be releasing another demo soon, so I'll try to write a separate recommendation when it comes out.

The demo is rather short but I'll try to summarize what happens in the game. The MC is a waiter at a small cafe who is working there part-time while she's in university. A man with white hair has been coming to the cafe to watch her for months, but only now does he talk to her. He asks for the MC's food recommendation and then introduces himself as Dameon. The MC is quite flustered by this encounter and finishes her work. Afterward, she goes home to find a mysterious package with a really expensive necklace. You can decide whether or not to wear it, but this will determine Dameon's reaction the next day. If you decide to wear it, he will be very happy, but if you don't, he very... heavily implies that you should wear a necklace to make yourself look prettier. Either way, the MC ends up wearing the necklace and finds that there's a locking mechanism, so she can't take it off. She goes with her friend to the club and meets Dameon there. She learns that Dameon is actually the CEO of AllMart, a huge supermarket chain. You can decide whether to let Dameon know that you're attracted to him, which determines the ending. If you let him know you're into him, he'll buy you your favorite drink and you get drugged and Dameon kidnaps you to his place. If you decide not to tell him, you get a phone call and picture of your friend being assaulted (and possibly raped) and as you go out to find her, you get kidnapped by Dameon.

First off, I really have to praise this game for its artwork. The sprites for Dameon are really pretty and the CGs and opening screen are fantastically done. I really love the backgrounds in the game as well, since not only do they look great but they really give the game an atmosphere no matter where the MC goes. I know that most itch.io games don't draw their backgrounds because it can be difficult to do, so I really appreciate the time and effort for it. The UI and music are pretty good (the music is a bit loud, but that's just a nitpick) and overall the game looks very aesthetically good.

Unfortunately, this is where I start to criticize this game because I do not like Dameon and the MC. Before I get into it, please understand that this is just my opinion and I know that this game is a demo so things are subject to change. It's also possible that the way the characters act in the demo is supposed to irritate the player (though I don't think that's the case) as well as the fact that this is created with a small team. It's also just my opinion and many people may disagree with me and enjoy the game and that's completely fine.

The MC in this game is actually pretty dumb. Honestly, I've dealt with a lot of dumb MCs in games, so this shouldn't really be a problem for me, but this MC honestly irritated me a lot. The MC is really whipped for Dameon, and while normally this isn't something that would really bother me (it's pretty standard to have the MC have some level of attraction to the guys), she's basically so blinded by his looks that she just lets him walk all over her. For instance, one of the first choices in the game is to give him a suggestion for what to order, and if you choose to recommend him something sweet, Dameon will basically act as if you served him insects, and the MC... will think that it's her fault? Even though Dameon was the one who asked for a recommendation? I also find it strange that after the necklace locks around her neck, she doesn't really freak out and just... accepts it. If I got a necklace from someone I didn't know and the necklace locked around my neck, I would probably be freaking out and find a way to cut it off. After all, I don't know if the necklace has some sort of poison in it, or has a tracking device, or even if I'm supposed to wear it at all, but the MC decides to not cut it off because... it's expensive? I mean, for all she knew, it could be really dangerous, especially since she doesn't know who the sender is, and even if it is really expensive and turned out to be someone else's, I think I'd rather cut it off than risk possibly getting myself hurt. The final thing, which is more of a nitpick, is in one of the endings, Dameon buys the MC her favorite drink, and they just brush it off as luck. Obviously, I don't know what the MC's favorite drink before, but assuming that it's not something that's common (like for instance beer), I would honestly be a lot more suspicious of his action, especially since they've only really interacted about three times at this point. The MC also just... doesn't think that Dameon would drug her. Personally, if this guy I only met three times offered me a drink, I would probably turn it down since it's pretty common knowledge that people can very easily drug your drink, especially if you don't see the drink being made in front of you. The MC seems to be really into Dameon for some reason, probably because of his looks, but there's honestly not much reason they would like each other besides that.

That leaves Dameon, and honestly, I really hope the other characters that come out of this demo aren't as rude for him. In general, if you choose the good answers for Dameon, he seems... mostly alright, if a little entitled (he basically calls the place the MC works at trash, even though the shop isn't really that bad? and the MC kind of just lets him say it... I guess) and sort of creepy (he smiles when he sees you wearing the necklace...and not in a nice way), which I can kind of let pass because he's a yandere. HekindofremindsmeofYerifromKloid. But when it comes to the bad choices, he can get pretty rude for no reason. Like I said before, one of the first interactions you have with him is to recommend him something sweet or something savory, and if you choose sweet ( which I chose first because I like sweet things), he looks at you in disgust, which... I don't understand the reaction since he was the one who asked you for the recommendation, and neither of the choices is inherently bad. It's not as if Dameon is allergic to sweets or anything, so why this reaction? The other choice is when you decide not to wear the necklace (because it might be someone else), Dameon looks downright annoyed and basically states that you would look better with a necklace, basically implying that you chose the wrong choice of not wearing it... even though there's no way to know for sure if it was sent by Dameon. If he really wanted the MC to wear it, he could have just put "to the MC" on the package, but instead he just... expects you to wear it? And gets mad when you don't, even though it's perfectly logical that you don't because you don't know who it's from? The final one, which I think is honestly the worst one, is when the MC can make a decision to tell Dameon that she's attracted to him. If you decide to tell him that you don't want to be in a relationship currently, the MC will explain that she is currently studying and doesn't have time to be in a relationship because she wants to focus on her education (which is a perfectly good reason to not want be in a relationship), and Dameon... gets passive-aggressively mad? He says he's fine, but the text and sprite suggest that he is not happy with what you said... even though it's perfectly reasonable...? I think it also implied that the MC doesn't state that she doesn't WANT to be in a relationship with him, just that she currently can't because she has other priorities and that she might be able to date him afterward and Dameon is just... not happy with it? Even though it's not like she denied that she had feelings for you? And once again, the MC just... accepts it and feels bad? Maybe this is just how the character is and because he's kind of a pompous yandere, his actions perhaps make some sort of sense, but I honestly find it super annoying and it makes me dislike him more. Especially since Dameon just expects the MC to be a certain way and gets visibly annoyed when she doesn't act that way, and perhaps that's the purpose of it (that the MC isn't what Dameon expected), but the way he acts towards her actions and the way the MC just pretends that it's her fault honestly makes me want to throw them out the window.

I played this with another friend and she had the same reaction in terms of how annoying Dameon and the MC are. Maybe it's just because I'm so used to playing yandere games that I find the MC's actions really naive, but I just don't understand how Dameon could have fallen in love with her or why the MC would like Dameon since, in my eyes at least, they both are not great characters. It's also possible that I'm the only one who feels this way since many others seem to really like the story, but these kinds of weird illogical actions from both characters really give me a lot of grief. Maybe people are into this kind of rude character and that's completely fine, I just personally am not a fan of it. I would recommend playing it for the artwork and backgrounds (which again, really well done for the demo) and to figure out what your feelings on Dameon are. I hope the next couple of demos will be good though.

[aftgficrec]

Hiii!! Do you know of any fics where Neil gets badly hurt and almost dies and Andrew is overprotective? Or just hurt Neil and overprotective Andrew? Thank you! :)

Well, friend, overprotective Andrew is practically canon, and if you add an injured  Neil into the mix, you get some great fics!  Let me refer to some previous posts of ours containing some excellent fics, in addition to the post canon or AU-set fics here.  Enjoy! - S

Neil with a major injury: ‘Pause and Restart my Heart’, ‘The Bones of You’,  ‘let them hear me shout (for you)’

Andreil in hospital: ‘i won’t say we aren’t family’, ‘you're not next before forever’, ‘Crash course in feelings (or Andrew is done with Neil's martyr complex, the remix)’

‘Neil's first injury and Andrew's first deal’ here

‘Cats, Idiots and Road Bikes’ here

‘just like that day’ here

Speaking In Silences by Aelys_Althea [Rated T, 19665 words, incomplete, last updated Jan 2021]

It had been months since Binghamton's game and the world hadn't readjusted itself. It still stood as tipped askew as Andrew had always known it to be, yet since that game it had been worse. It was so askew that he could barely keep his feet.

Neil was gone. Not dead, Andrew knew he wasn't dead, but gone. The worst part was that for once Andrew could do nothing to bring him back.

tw: violence, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: ableism, tw: implied/referenced self-harm

My Brother's Keeper by kanekicure [Rated T, 11698 words, complete, 2020]

Part 2 of Way Down We Go, parts 1 and 3 here

Aaron Minyard thinks his brother is dead.

So, on land, with a group of dysfunctional humans called the Foxes, he's shocked to find out his twin brother is currently being hunted alive by infamous merpeople trappers, and rivals, the Ravens.

One small problem is Aaron doesn't know that the Ravens aren't actually after his brother, but in fact, his brother's mate. And now Aaron needs to mend a two year old, destroyed, relationship with his pissed off brother in order to get both of them back to land and safety.

tw: violence, tw: blood

One Last Game by winhcster [Rated T, 3990 words, incomplete, last updated Dec 2020]

It's Neil's junior year/Andrew's senior year. It's the last game of the year and not only is it Andrew's last game but the Pro Court scouts have come to watch them play. Neil has gone all out that year, to enjoy playing with Andrew and the rest of the Foxes before they leave. It may not be important to Andrew but it's important to Neil. They have to win.

Andrew's heart had only ever stopped three times. The moment Nicky's father led him to Drake. When Neil was kidnapped. And now--when he heard Neil's screams through roar of the stadium. It was a voice so familiar as his own. A voice he associated with home. So Andrew on instinct ran. Ran to Neil. Ran to protect the one thing he couldn't stomach to lose. Thousands of scenarios ran inside his head as he threw open the doors to the locker room. It could have been worse, Andrew thought, but to Neil, this was the end. This was his everything. And now it's hanging by a thread.

Broken bones by All_for_the_andreil [Rated T, 1126 words, complete, 2020]

Neil gets injured during a game and freaks out. Andrew finds out what exactly happened to Neil in Baltimore.

Where the Night Takes Us by darkbluebox [Rated M, 4631 words, complete, 2020]

Nathaniel Wesninski – or Neil Josten, according to the forged papers Andrew procured for him - was more trouble than he was worth.

This was the mantra Andrew repeated to himself as he stalked across his study to where Neil waited for him, slouched on his couch with a false nonchalance that said, I’m sitting like this by choice, and not because I’ve lost too much blood to keep myself upright. He flinched as Andrew approached, but stilled when Andrew seized his chin between his thumb and forefinger, turning Neil’s face from side to side to inspect the damage. It was as though Andrew’s touch melted something stiff and glacial in Neil’s core, and he visibly softened, reassured by Andrew’s protective grip.

Neil showed none of the fear or anger one might expect from someone Andrew had recently pulled, unconscious, from a car full of bullets and corpses.

tw: blood

A Broken Promise by dilemmaed [Not Rated, 2076 words, complete, 2020 ]

“I keep my promises,” Andrew said, “if you kept yours, we wouldn’t be having this little problem.”

For a moment, the coach was silent and Neil thought that Andrew might let go.

Then, “h-he said he was fine to play.”

Andrew barked out an incredulous laugh, “and you believed him?”

The coach gaped as Andrew’s hand tightened in his shirt. Neil could hear Andrew’s sick smile in the tone of his voice, reminding him too much of the time Andrew had spent on anti-psychotics, of Andrew’s thin laughter and his manic grin, “then you’re an even bigger idiot than he is,” he said.

Close Call by justdk [Rated T, 1471 words, complete, Andreil Week 2019]

Neil wakes up and doesn't know where he is

The Foxhole Ficlets by exyking [Rated E, collection, last updated 2017]

Chapter 8: Only Fools | Andreil

Andrew gets an emergency call from Kevin, and he's not particularly happy about it.

touchstone by badacts [Rated G, 2058 words, complete, 2016, locked]

He’s getting into his car at the apartment, and then there’s a referee crouched over him saying his name. He sounds like he’s been repeating himself for a while. Neil’s in full gear and flat on his back on the court floor with no recollection of even pulling into the court parking lot, just a grey blank space where those memories should be.

His head is killing him.

tw: panic attacks