#also adding versions without blood to see it all better

[eld-creative]

Battle hungry

[the-travelling-witch]

CUTE THINGS WITH HIM

summary: just some cute things they do in a relationship

pairings: atsumu :: osamu :: suna :: kita :: oikawa :: iwaizumi :: matsukawa:: semi :: akaashi :: kenma :: kuroo :: daichi :: suga :: sakusa :: komori :: futakuchi :: keishin x gn! reader (these characters just started adding themselves, i swear)

warnings: only my undying love for these characters

haikyuu masterlist || tokyo revengers version

Letting you stick your cold feet under his legs (with only minimal complaints) x Miya Atsumu

Atsumu is a whiny complainer at heart, so whenever you creep your frigid feet underneath his thighs while watching a movie, he’s doing exactly that: whine and complain. But he never pushes you away or moves his legs. Instead he drapes the blanket higher over you and tugs it in, his warm palms running up and down your calves caringly. He’s also bought you numerous pairs of fuzzy socks and cosy blankets, worrying aloud about your health and blood flow, especially in winter. Then again, it is a good excuse to pull you in closer and bundle you up in his comfy clothes, so who is he to complain, really?

Offering you his food x Miya Osamu

Osamu takes his food very seriously, still, he offers you the first bite without fail. You’re also his most important critic, always getting to taste test his creations, whether it’s for his shop or just for the two of you. He might roll his eyes playfully when you eye his food after saying you’re not hungry but he’ll still share. After all, seeing the content expression on your face as you chew your (or his) food is one of his favourite things.

Sending you stupid memes x Suna Rintarō

The fact that Suna has a near infinite amount of unflattering candids and other blackmail material of his friends on his phone is something you’re well aware of. So it shouldn’t be surprising either that he is digging up the most cursed reaction pics or posts to send them to you with nothing but ‘u’ following it. But, among all the weird stuff, he sends you cute animals cuddling and tags them with ‘us’. Every time you respond with ‘that could be us but you’re at practice’, his teammates come up to ask what he’s smiling about.

Buying flowers without occasion x Kita Shinsuke

Kita doesn’t believe in letting societally accepted commercial holidays dictate when he buys you flowers or chocolates or takes you out on a date. No, he prefers showing his love for you equally all year round. Oftentimes, that means you coming home to a bouquet of flowers or being told to keep your calendar clear for the weekend. To him, grand shows of affection once a year pale in comparison to a steady stream of adoration. After all, your relationship is built on the small acts of love you share each day.

Taking weird photos with his phone x Oikawa Tōru

There’s no room to argue that Oikawa and you trust each other blindly. Considering the circumstances of his career and the vigour of his adoring fans, you kinda have to. But Oikawa has always been very open and honest with you, even going so far as to outright tell you his phone’s passcode. And you use that knowledge wisely. No, not to go through his texts or social media. Instead you open his camera when he’s not around, taking a myriad of selfies or pictures of random objects near you for him to find later. After a night out with his highschool friends, Tōru might wake up to a pretty set of new wallpapers too.

“Helping” him work out x Iwaizumi Hajime

You’re not sure if you’re really all that helpful as you shuffle around your living room, handing Iwa water or a towel as he powers through his at home workout. Maybe ogling his biceps or the way his tank top clings to the defined pecs and abs underneath is what you contribute to this training session. Well, you’re good at that, anyway. But your time to shine comes as Iwa asks you to hold onto his legs as he does sit-ups, giving you an even better view. All your hard work is rewarded with the kiss he presses to your lips each time he leans up. 

“Is this guy bothering you” x Matsukawa Issei

Whenever you stub your toe on the edge of a drawer or bump your hip into the edge of a table, hissing at the shock and/or pain, Matsukawa is right beside you in seconds. Then, after assessing you’re not actually hurt, he turns towards the offending object with a glare. With his voice lowered by an octave or two, he’ll ask “Is this guy bothering you” before pretending to get ready for a fight with the big bad. It’s corny but you’d lie if you said it didn’t make you laugh.

Shared headphones and playlists x Semi Eita

Music is Semi’s passion, naturally he wants to share that part of his life with you. Not only does he play his own songs for you, he also shares his headphones with you, adding all the songs you like to your shared playlist. You’ve also started making recommendation playlists or playlists with songs that remind you of the other and swap them regularly. Driving with Semi is also the most fun, especially on late summer nights with the windows down, going nowhere in particular.

Understanding each other without words x Kozume Kenma

To outsiders, conversations between Kenma and you might seem a little court or even incomprehensible. He just happens to be the type that lets his actions speak rather than his words, unless he gets really fired up about something. Still, your communication seems to work perfectly - or maybe both of you just share a brain cell. Questions like “Have you seen my…” can just be left hanging like this as you’re already pointing out that his old Nekoma sweatpants are in the wash. But no conversations are clearer than the ones you can hold through eye contact alone. Sometimes rolling your eyes conveys more than a thousand words… or however that saying goes.

Letting you win x Kuroo Tetsurō

Despite his suit and tie career, Kuroo is still a playful guy at heart and he’s carrying that energy into your relationship. He also grew up around Kenma, so making a game out of ordinary stuff is normal to him. That said, even if he challenges you in a board or video game, he’ll let you win on purpose every now and then. Not enough to give himself away, but often enough to see your beaming grin. However, if it’s a physical contest like an arm wrestling match, he will let you win (or rather he won’t let you lose immediately) just to tease you over it. Aw c’mon, he knows you’re stronger than this, sweetheart.

Good morning/ good night texts x Sawamura Daichi

Daichi is a busy guy, often out of the house before you wake up or back in after you go to sleep. Depending on which shift he has to work and how your schedules line up, you might not see much of each other for some time. But that won’t stop him from being the sweetest partner, instead sending you good morning and good night texts as well as updates on his day/night, if he has the time. It’s something that came with the territory of not living together before, but the practice never really retired. Equally, it puts him in a good mood to see you update him on your day as well.

Bragging about you x Sugawara Kōshi

Suga is your number one fan, no doubt about it. Not only is he vocal about that to you but also everybody else, whether you’re there or not. Daichi and Asahi are kind of used to it already, but there is always some new unfortunate soul who gets to experience just how smitten he is with you. He never makes it uncomfortable but weaves his praise for you naturally into a conversation. And if it flusters you, that’s just all the better. Although, lately, the classes he’s teaching have picked up on it and are trying to stall for time by asking questions about you.

Writing notes x Sakusa Kiyoomi

This probably started out as something entirely practical. After moving in together, Sakusa just started labelling stuff, writing grocery shopping lists and sticking them to the fridge, especially on days where he left early for practice. By the time you pointed out he could just text you at any given time, he’d already gotten used to this little habit of his. But his messages had slowly turned from chore-related to reminding you to take care of yourself or informing you he prepped lunch for you to just telling you he loves you. The first time he wrote that last one, he blinked down at the note for a few moments before sticking it to the mug cabinet.

Midnight snack run x Komori Motoya

Obviously, Komori wishes his job wouldn’t pull him away from you as often as it does. Though that being said, it also makes coming home after an away game all that sweeter and he feels like the constant change of pace makes him cherish the moments you do get to spend together more than he already does. And he appreciates that you can indulge him, both in his lifestyle and whenever he gets a sudden burst of energy. So yeah, now you’re bundled up in one of his hoodies as you go on a late night snack run, your hand in his as you walk along the calm streets.

Remembering little things about you x Futakuchi Kenji

Futakuchi comes pre-installed with an attitude, no matter who you are to him, it’s his factory setting. And while he’s a lot softer on you as his partner, he’ll still give you a sarcastic quip or poke some fun at you when you complain about something to him. But he always listens carefully and commits it to memory. You offhandedly mentioned you’re running out of something? He adds it to his shopping list. You rant to him about a coworker who’s giving you trouble? Oh, he remembers everything you told him about that guy before (and he’s ready to drag him to hell and back if it makes you feel better). Whenever your birthday or an anniversary rolls around, he never has trouble picking out a gift for you; Kenji could list so many things you’re into or that you could have use for in your everyday life, it’s not even a challenge.

Getting into your hobbies x Ukai Keishin

Keishin has got to be one of the most supportive partners ever. Whatever you set your mind to or whichever hobby you dive into, he’s there to root for you. But he doesn’t stop there; he reads up on your interests, so he can actively participate in the conversation when you talk about them. Similarly, he also adapts to your lifestyle and tries to show up for you in all walks of life. You, on the other hand, also get involved in his life too; his parents were keen to meet you, considering they hounded Keishin to get married in his 20s already. He’d also be over the moon if you showed interest in his work as a coach and met the Karasuno Volleyball Club.

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[damnfeelings09]

Animals - Shadow's version

A.N: hey! I'm off to vacation for 5 days so I'm giving you two chapters, I already know how this au is going to end and I'm hoping I can come back to the regular one shots after that, also anybody here likes Leon Kennedy? My man fine and I've been thinkging about adding some storyes tho Shadow is still my main man. RED for stalker, GREEN for you.

Special mention to @animegoddess15 hope you like it! Remember to always check you locked your door twice.

Ever since then, not a single day went by that you don't get a text with those same two words. Every once in a while, a picture of you would be attached to the message praising how beautiful you were, saying all the dirty things he'll do to you. Fear took the better of you, you could no longer walk without looking back every 10 seconds, afraid to close the doors, and to walk home alone. Paranoia had become a shadow over your shoulders.

Pretending that everything was fine had always been your superpower, but between the messages, the school pressure, pretending that Shadow was something more than your classmate and the constant fights with Mailo caused by that, the exhaustion was getting the better of you and it was noticeable in the way you kept frowning, the constant zoone outs during class, the lack of participation. The stiffness in your shoulders and neck was killing you slowly.

“Wow bunny, it wouldn't hurt to relax” His hands gently caressed your skin, massaging your muscles trying to relieve the tension, while you kept your attention fixed on the Surgery questionnaire.

“Get your fucking paws out of her” hissed Mailo. He didn't understand why Shadow was always with you now, he wasn't your friend, he was a bully and had been for a long time. Why would you let him be with you? Why were you so close to him lately? Why would you let him touch you? Why would you want to stain your smooth, pure skin with the filthy paws of an animal? Mailo was annoyed and Shadow was enjoying it, you could tell by the way he nuzzled your neck and pulled his chest a little closer to your back until you were fully lying on top of him. “Are you deaf of something? I said don’t touch her”

“Sorry, too busy pleasing my girl”. - pronounced Shadow with a cocky grin on his face.

���Your girl?” the tension palpable between them both, good thing you were too focused or you'd have noticed the threat in his tone as his eye twitched.

She's mine

“Like I said my gi-“

“Would you please stop! I'm trying to concentrate” you said cutting him off as you got up from your place and put your stuff in your backpack. The noise in your head was already enough for you to have to put up with their egos fighting. “If you want to play whose dick is bigger that's fine, just leave me out of it.”

They both looked at you in shock as you walked to your Surgery class, praying that the little time you had to go over the questions would be enough to remember everything and pass the midterm exam.

“Mine's bigger” Shadow said as if it was nothing.

They both ran after you, Shadow reaching you first placing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you into him. Mailo just watched you, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. It was hard enough for him to stifle his feelings, now seeing you with a freak as he called em was unbearable. His blood boiled at how you didn't even flinch at the act, on the contrary, you let him pull you closer, his fur rubbing against your bare arms. Mailo had accepted hardly that you wanted nothing to do with him, that you were just best friends and that was all, but he couldn't accept that, was this the reason you had rejected him over and over and over and over again? You both had leaved him behind as if you had forgotten about him but he definitely noticed how you leaned on Shadow as he stole one of his kisses, watching him out of the corner of your eye as if he had already won.

You can pretend that it was me

But no

Stolen kisses and pretty lies. That was all there was between you and Shadow but you couldn't deny that the bastard knew what he was doing when he put his arm around you pulling you to his chest, or his hands on your shoulders lessening the stress. Part of you wanted to feel his hands on other parts of your body, but you still fought that inner voice that just wanted to take him in. When he kissed you, it was quick, it looked like a pure, chaste kiss but you knew his fang had taken a good bite out of your lower lip, the metallic taste of blood making its way through the class reminding you of his promise threat that he would see you later.

By the time you got home it was past 22:00, all you wanted was to take a bath and sleep until the weekend, to stop thinking and just exist in the coolness of the warm water as if your problems could drain away. You were so focused on yourself that you forgot to lock the door when you arrived. An amateur mistake that would cost you dearly. You had been tempting him all afternoon and he couldn't wait to put his hands around your neck, push you against the wall, undress your body, smell every inch of your skin and make you his while you begged him not to. There was no turning back now, no more games. He would take what belonged to him.

Baby, I'm preying on you tonight

Hunt you down eat you alive

You placed a towel around your body, the warm drops of water running down your hair and onto your back, the tension was gone thanks to the magic of the water and playing the waves of the sea worked wonders when stress consumed you. You picked up your brush and approached the bathroom mirror ready to untangle your long hair, you ran your hand through the steam from the mirror and saw him. That tall figure, dressed all in black. You turned to face him but there was no one there, you quickly slammed the door locking it, your heart pounding out of your chest as you heard the knob being forced while holding it as if your life depended on it because it did. It was him, it was real. Your Stalker was in your house and you had no way to escape. You were going to die there, in your bathroom, covered only with a towel or worse, first he would torture you doing whatever he wanted with you just like in his calls and texts and then you would end up 10mts underground, would anyone miss you? would they even notice your absence? Suddenly your phone vibrated, an incoming call, but you were too scared to answer, what if it was him?

“Hey how you doing?” The second you recognized Shadow's voice on your voicemail you ran for the phone, but your desperation and trembling hands wouldn't allow you to accept the call until after several attempts.

“Is it you? I swear to the gods Shadow if this is a fucking prank I will-“

“Wow, slow down princess. I'm outside your home, told you I’ll see you later.” she sobs covering her mouth as she hears the door being forced again. “Did I interrupt something?

“Help me.” you whisper. Shadow senses the fear in your voice, he enters your house breaking through the front door, his stealthy footsteps skirting the furniture and glass on the floor, following the sound of your sobs, he grabs the doorknob and hesitates to enter until he hears a scream coming from your mouth. With a precise blow he breaks down the bathroom door now he owes you two doors and comes over, wrapping his arms around you, protecting you. You freeze at his touch, screaming for help. “Hey, hey Bunny? Shhhh It's me.” he says gently stroking your head. You've never seen Shadow worried before, his brow furrowed, his ears drooping, his red eyes examining every part of your face making sure you weren't hurt, his palm holding your cheek. You failed to contain it and threw yourself onto his chest, salty tears wetting his chest. “You sure missed me bunny.”

“There was some-hic inside, hic-break in” you say between sobs. Shadow rises to his feet, standing in attack position, his ears perked up, alert to the tiniest sound. In a gold-orangy blur he’s gone, running all over the house at super speed, and although it only took him 10 seconds to get back to you, it was enough to find you in a fetal position next to the shower.

“There's no one here” He says. You raise your head, you were sure you looked pathetic, hyperventilating with your eyes red and puffy due to our crying, tears rolling down your reddish cheeks, hair tangled and still wet from your shower, this was not the way you’ll like him to see you or anyone for the matters. To your surprise Shadow sighs and takes you in his arms bridal style right to your room, you peek through his shoulder to all the mess the stalker had made.

Placing you on your bed he takes off his t-shirt offering it to you to cover up. You pull the soft material over your head, the fitting to big on you falling right down the middle of your thigh. He turns around looking in your drawers for your underwear. It doesn't take him long to find them, choosing a white one with small lace ruffles, he tosses them in your direction and stays on his back while you get dressed. Once ready, Shadow picks up the brush on your bureau and begins brushing your hair. The silence between you is not overwhelming, it is pleasant, allowing you to release the last of your tears as his hand caresses your back. When he finishes he places you inside your bed covering you with the sheets ready to withdraw until you take his hand. “Don't leave me” the plea in your voice, your puppy eyes and the little pout on your lips stops him. He removes his shoes and the rest of his clothes crawling into bed with you. You rest your head on his chest snuggling against him entangling your leg between his, caressing his chest fur as Shadow wraps his arms around your waist. The warmth of his body and the sound of his heart soothe your senses and you slowly enter dreamland.

[leah-lover]

Royal support part 3.

Jenni Hermoso x Alexia putellas x royal!reader

Part 1. Part 2

You knew that you didn't have much energy and that the sex would tire you out. However, you didn't realize the extreme extent it would take. You slept for a long time, longer than you planned for. You were awoken by a sharp pain coming from your wound. You rolled your head around in your pillow to try and find some comfort for the pain but you didn't find any. You then forcefully opened your eyes to find an empty bed with only you in it covered by a blanket. The blanket which was originally of baby blue color turned into a darker more damp version. You were quick to realize that your wound had been bleeding and the blood leaked through to the blanked. You lifted it up slowly hissing through the pain. You couldn't get up or reach for your phone or your purse so you resulted in calling for your lovers to help.

“ Jen, ale.” You semi-yelled.

They quickly responded to your cry. Their reaction to you got you startled. In their defense their lover was naked bleeding and her blanket was also covered in blood.

“ Jenni, ale, my pain killers in my purse please. “ As soon as you said that Jenni hurried to get you a glass of water while Alexia got you medicine.

“ Hey where does it hurt? Do we need to take you to the hospital? Or call Antonio.?” She said as calmly as she could.

“ No mi Reina I am gonna be fine just get me the first aid kit from the bathroom please “

“ I think we could be better off if you called somebody” reaffirmed Alexia.

“ You are all I need right now. Just please go get the kit.” You said with a more stern tone. She did as she was told and she came back in time with Jenni.

“ I don't like this amor, let's call a professional.” insisted Alexia.

“ My answer is still no. If we do, we can kiss this relationship goodbye. They will not allow me to see you again. And I can't do that. I don't want to do that. I need you my love please. “

“ Maybe that's not such a bad idea. You got shot coming to see us, now you are re-injured after we had sex. This is not possible, we will never last. You are the damn heir to the Spanish throne.” Said Jenni.

“ I am gonna presume this is coming from a place of worry for me and not something else.” You respond in denial.

“ No amor, I Believe Jenni is right.” Added Alexia.

“ I can't believe you are giving up on us. After everything we have been through, I believed in our love against all odds. I love you god damn it and i am not letting anything stand against us.” Tears start to uncontrollably fall from your eyes.

“ Amor calm down please, let's take care of this wound first.” Said Alexia after taking your face in her hands. She then helps you lay down and she and Jenni take care of your wound by cleaning and redressing it to the best of their capabilities. Tears still stream on your cheeks partly because of the pain and your lover's words. Jenni sees this and goes to your side, runs her hands through your hair and whispers sweet nothings in your ear.

After Alexia was done, they helped you get dressed. All you wanted to do was kiss them again like it was the last time you will see them. The kisses were passionate and soft, but you couldn't stop your tears from going to the surface.

“ I can't live without you. Fuck royalty, I can step down from royal duties, live in Barcelona with both of you. I don't want to be queen. I want to be your partner l, I want to live with you and support you. To hell with the royal family. You are my family.” You manage to say through your tears.

Jenni and Alexia exchange some looks you couldn't understand. What you were offering was huge. You would leave your family, your world and everything you have ever known.

The three of you stayed there with all options now open. Your relationship could stay like it is, you could break up, or you could leave the royal family for them.

[centuryberry]

Imperial Harem Novel AU

Note: This wasn't really requested, but I've already summarized the Replanted AU, Abandoned Yue AU, and the Fae AU, so why not this one? This particular AU has a place in my heart - mostly because it's silly. Also because there was a plot twist in there that I never managed to address so I'm writing it out now.

Summary: When Wukong wakes up in a trashy imperial harem novel he'd been reading, he's horrified. Why? Because he's in the body of a character who shares his name - a tyrant king who causes a lot of pain and suffering to everyone including the female lead. Wukong decides that, since he's here for the time being, he was going to fix the other him's mistakes and leave the world better than he found it by the time he finds a way back home.

(Sounds easy enough as a concept, but Wukong can't act for his life and he has serious imposter syndrome. Oh well, time to spam the amnesia button and fake it 'til he makes it.)

Everyone Else's POV:

The Monkey King was a tyrant who either spilt blood or added to his large harem. He selfishly ignored the matters of the crown and contributed to the suffering of his people.

Queen RinRin is left to manage the throne's affairs on her own, frustrated by her husband's selfishness and destructive tendencies.

Consort Macaque is tormented by the endless string of lovers his husband takes. He grows resentful after so many heartbreaks and lets it out on the harem. Violently.

Concubine Shanzha heard the rumors about the king. She tries to keep her head low but she's somehow gained his attention. And she's scared of all the trouble that is going to come with it.

Unexpectedly, the Monkey King suffered a head wound and was bedridden for days. Perhaps it was an assassination attempt? No one knows.

It didn't matter because the Monkey King woke up without his memories. It caused a bit of chaos all around. Everyone expected even more trouble.

To everyone surprise, he didn't.

The king started to participate in state affiars. He was clumsy and inexpierienced, but he was still trying his best. RinRin finds herself charmed by this new version of her husband.

While he doesn't remember Macaque, the king has become far more considerate and had dissolved the harem. The consort's resentment and bitterness was all but forgotten.

While the majority of the harem disbanded, Shanzha had to stay because of her political hostage position. But...it wasn't that bad? The king was respectful and gave her a lot of agency. She could pray and shoot at the archery range when she pleased.

Everyone doesn't say it out loud, but they liked this new king better. They hoped he never got his memories back.

Wukong's POV:

He's freaking out y'all.

I mean, it's pretty obvious, but it still needed to be said. He was freaking out.

Wukong didn't finish reading the novel before he was yeeted into it. He got so frustrated that he tossed it away. He regrets it so much now.

Wukong is the sheer definition of faking it til you make it. He spammed the HELL out of his amnesia while he tried to get into the groove of his role as Emperor.

Wukong's initial goal was to survive and not have any one find out he was an imposter. Then, after seeing just how much the OG!Wukong fucked everything up, he took it upon himself to unfuck as much as he can.

Good news: Wukong is making more progress than he expected. He's taking some of the load off of RinRin's shoulders by participating in meetings; he's taking away the major stressor in Macaque's life by dissolving the harem; and he's trying to make Shanzha's time in the kingdom as bearable as possible.

Bad news: All three of them somehow took his actions as an invitation to start trying to seduce him. Don't get him wrong. They're all gorgeous and amazing - Wukong isn't blind - but he's not really their husband. He's just some loser who hijacked their real husband's body. So he puts on the "I don't know I'm dumb" vizor on and hopes to high hell that no one sees through it.

They eventually do, so Wukong elects to scream and run.

When Shanzha opened up to Wukong and told him about her life and of her niece, he cried. He was always a sucker for tragic backstories. Why didn't the novel talk about this?

Not long after, he requested demanded Shanzha's homeland to send over her niece. Shanzha was overwhelmed when he gave her the exciting news.

Since Wukong taking a ward was huge, the entire court were there to recieve Yue. It was actually the first time RinRin and Shanzha crossed paths. It was butterflies at first "hi" for the queen who was regretting not being more involved with the harem.

Shanzha and Yue's reunion was so tearjerking that Wukong had to take a minute. Then, it was revealed that Yue was actually Macaque's family too. The six ears kinda made it obvious. Plot twist after plot twist, why didn't the author of the trash novel focus on THIS?!

Wukong never saw a baby monkey before so he's practically exploding because of Yue's cuteness. He was super duper doting.

Wukong also saw a way out of the entire "making an heir" business, so he names Yue his heir and hopes that this stops his spouses from trying to jump him.

It doesn't. Wukong's "Baba" energy just made him even more irresistable. Sorry Wukong.

The three have also joined forces. Oh no.

The Plot Twist:

One day, little Yue blinks up at Wukong and asks him if he can pretty please take her to see the nearby waterfall together. When he does, Yue takes advantage of the waterfall being a natural white noise machine to talk to him.

Yue: "You're a transmigrator too, aren't you?" Wukong: 😮"Whaaaaaaa-?!"

Yup, Yue's a transmigrator. She also read the trashy novel - all of it. So she has all the deets, which Wukong begs off of her by helping her reach high places and giving her treats.

Everyone: Aww, he's so good with her Wukong: Oh wise senior, please share your wisdom Yue: Tell the cooks to make the Dan Dan Noodles extra spicy hot and I'll think about it

Yue also helps her fellow homie out by being a deterrent for romantic advances. Can't talk or do anything beyond PG around the baby.

Wukong tells Yue about his plan to run away after setting everything and leaving the kingdom to her and she bluntly tells him that it was a dumb plan.

Yue: "At least wait until I'm not a baby to abdicate."

Yue also (gently) breaks it to Wukong that he's stuck here. The him in his original reality is most likely dead.

So, after a bit of spiraling, Wukong approaches his spouses and tells them the truth.

It was a bit shocking and they (Macaque and RinRin) needed some time to come to terms with the revelation, but this doesn't deter the three of them in the slightest. They're all in love with this Wukong and want to spend the rest of their lives with him.

(By the time Yue comes of age, Wukong does accept their advances enough to give her cute little brothers lol.)

[aurorawritestoescape]

Self rec - my favourite stories

I've already replied to the asks about 5 favorite stories of mine but i'd love to list them again with added commentary🙏 which I should have done the first time���🏼‍♀️

Bad Blood - step uncle Joel Miller x f!reader x stepdad Tommy Miller

Summary: you want your stepdad and your step uncle offers to help

It’s my first ever series thus it’s very dear to me. The story lets me unleash my darker side😈 so it’s super fun to write! I’m very grateful to everyone for the love this series has got and keeps getting and I can’t wait to share the last part with y’all💖

I Know Better Than To Call You Mine - pre outbreak Joel Miller x f!reader

Summary: Joel lets himself have a treat. You.

Pre outbreak Joel is just so special, right? A single dad, doing his best🥹 I poured all my love for him into this story and gave him a happy ending I wish he had.

Always and Forever - post outbreak Joel x f!reader

Summary: Joel comes home after a hard day on patrol and you comfort him.

I’m proud of this story and love this Joel so much. It’s angsty af and also hot bc I can’t write anything without smut in it😄

The Party - Lucien Flores x f!reader

Tw: 18+ mdni, smut, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, NON CON, unspecified age gap, unprotected piv.

It’s a dark story which I reread so often that it’s embarrassing😅 my favorite DDDNE story of mine for sure.

American Beauty - best friend’s dad Joel Miller x f!reader

Summary: Joel sees you in a wet dream. Then you make his dream a reality.

Horny Joel who tries to fight his urges but can’t bc you’re just so hot? Yes, pls🥵 i always was a fan of this trope and was excited to write my own version of it. Pt 3 is in the works.

Thank you again for the asks, lovelies @schnarfer @littlemisspascal @iamasaddie 😘😘😘

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Marble-ous Beverage

Author’s note: More of Olly in Husbandry AU. Thank you to @sleepyfan-blog for letting me borrow Cedric. Thank you to @kit-williams for letting me borrow Angela, Roland and Backerin.

Summary: Olly is happy to take the scraps from the marble structures that his Cousins in the Blood Angels and their successor chapters make after finishing carving a pieces. After testing the quality of the marble. He sorts into what can be used to make pavement, what he'll snack on, and what can be made into carbonated beverages as gifts for his brothers :)

Warnings: None? Let me know if I need to add anything.

Tagged: @barn-anon, @bleedingichorhearts, @c-u-c-koo-4-40k, @egrets-not-regrets, @kit-williams

Tagged: @sleepyfan-blog, @ms--lobotomy , @thevoidscreams, @i-am-a-dragon34, @gra93fruit-blog

Tagged: @felinisnoctis

Olly is humming to himself and is glad as he carefully helps clean up the mess that comes from making statues out of stone, particularly marble.

Once he has all of the pieces swept up. The marble dust will be sifted through and sent to help with making better quality building structures.

Some of the smaller pieces he nibbles on to test and taste the quality of the marble and smiles to himself. It's of a high enough quality to help make carbonated beverages.

He double checks on the Ancient Terran version of the Noosphere for a moment before nodding. He can gather the supplies to make flavored carbonated beverages.

He's swung by the nearby forest and was careful, of course, to only pick some of the fruits and vegetables that grows wild, making sure not to over harvest so that the native wild life and the plants will still be able to grow next season.

He goes to the community larder to check to out to see if the rest of the ingredients are there. Happily that is the case as he cleans up and washes his hands and arms.

Making sure that the bottles that he will be using for the carbonation process are properly sterilized and dried carefully. He hums to himself as he makes the carbonated beverages, weighing, measuring, mashing cooking, waiting for it to cool.

Tasting it through out the process and adding it all to the various bottles with a funnel as he carefully labelled them and put them in the place that it's recommended to be for the carbonation process to do it's job.

He makes sure to clean up the communal kitchens that he had used when making the beverages. He's made two dozen hopefully carbonated beverage's, and even if they aren't fizzy, at least they will be tasty. Or at least he hopes that's the case.

He checks on them 'burping' the bottles every few hours or so as needed and is happy with the level of carbonation as he carefully loads up the various bottles of not-soda and writes the names of his fellow primaris brothers on each of the bottles he wants to give to them.

Finding his brothers as they are all busy doing this or that. Able to either give it to them, or to put it where they will find it on their work station. So long as some nosy first born doesn't try to snatch it up.

He also sends a bottle or two for each of Claude's Claw members of the Night Lords. He also puts one on Hura's desk, after visiting the Chaos Base- and talking with Claude- who happily accepts the home made carbonated beverages with enthusiasm.

"Thanks Olly," Claude says, "I'll enjoy this- and so will the others."

"You're welcome Claude," Olly says with a small grin.

He looks at his carefully packed bottles, oh dear. He still has about ten bottles left over after handing out a bunch to his brothers and keeping in reserve the two he likes the best for himself.

Hm...

He checks to see where Chaplain Feldarim is- out of office- put places the bottle on his desk. And where Chaplain Bo'shan is- another person who's taken Ramiel under his wing and as a thank you gift also gives him a bottle of carbonated fruit.

One for the Base Commander- sneaking it onto his desk without being noticed. He makes a face to himself, but turns and heads to where Zariel the 'Ultramarine' Apothecary's desk is and places one on his desk as well.

Despite being Teal he has been rather helpful for Cedric and the others from what they have told him. So- increasing social bonds and positive contact is important.

Damn he still has four bottles left over. Well... Maybe he should ask Cedric if he wants to take these to his older brothers Roland and Arnault?

He doesn't know them as well as Cedric and Ramiel do, but they always seemed happy whenever Cedric made food stuffs and had enough left over to share. Hopefully they'll like this as well.

Cedric is happy to tote the bottles to Roland and Arnault- and somehow Olly is also roped into going along to head over the lightly carbonated drinks.

"Oh- Thanks for the homemade carbonated drinks," Miss Angela had said a little surprised, but happy about getting it.

She takes a sip of the fizzy, fruity water and says, "This is delightful."

"I'm glad you like it," Olly says a little shyly.

Cedric takes him to Roland and his Bonded humans bakery. It always smelled so good and was wonderfully always busy with people buying and eating the delicious baked goods that are being sold.

One of the baseline humans noticed the pair of them and ducked into the back and Cousin Roland showed up and greeted the pair of them. Cedric tells him, "Olly made some carbonated beverages- they are safe for baseline consumption."

"I made a lot," Olly says, "And I wanted to give you and Miss Backerin some."

"Danke," Roland said with delight as he accepted the gift of home made fruit carbonated water.

One of them is a gorgeous purple-ish color and Olly explains that he got that color from the black berries. While the other one is more of a reddish color. Which was from the strawberries. They talk for a bit, Cedric and Olly buying some of the brot and sweets and head back to Base.

[jonathanspenguinboxers]

Hello! We all know what a lecher Sebastian was and how many girls he brought into his house, spawning many lost Morgensterns, hehe. How many girls do you think Valentine had before Jocelyn or boyfriends? Okay, it's assumed that he was exclusively heterosexual, but did he try, or was he being hard on himself in this regard? I'm touched by the fact that in the deleted version, Jocelyn kisses him first. He seemed to me such a gentleman that when he wanted to touch Jocelyn or kiss her, he always asked for permission. What do you think?

I like your blog♥️

Alright so I have a few points to tackle. Also, sorry for the late response!

I do not think girlfriends served the same purpose to him as they do for us. He's a narcissist, and also just does not strike me as very sexually or romantically driven-I've met men/women like him and they seriously are just so single minded its a chore to them to have sex, or to keep up pretense. (It's also implied that he had no other partners since Jocelyn when we are with Sebastian, especially considering he had space for Jocelyn in the apartment. Yes he could be a cheater, and he probably was if it benefitted him in any way, even just scratching the itch)

I think any girlfriend he would have would serve the purpose of fluffing his wings so to speak, to validate him and retain his belief that he is superior/can get anything he wants, that he is something to be worshipped and is ENTITLED to it (the circle was built around worshipping him to keep that little ego fed) and then he would inevitably get bored or unsatisfied because you can't find meaningful or lasting validation outside of yourself. In that way, flirtation and getting people to chase him and then getting bored of them without a relationship would be his ideal. AKA the Circle. (Side note that relates, It's my personal belief/headcannon that his father was very domineering and made Valentine feel submissive and less than very often, so Valentine has to keep himself on top to prevent that feeling because there's powerlessness and trauma associated there, which is why he is so caught up in his father. Valentine is an extremely insecure man and revolves his life around positioning himself to avoid or disprove those beliefs, as we all do. This is also why he was a delinquent in school, to act/prove he doesn't care and isn't worried about excelling when he is clearly very much obsessed with how he is perceived, because now if he fails or is always tardy, it isn't a detriment to his character, its shifted to HIM being the one disapproving of the system. See what he did there? Defy teachers yet make them adore you, because that way you prove you are loveable/worthy/superior even in failure)

Next, the homosexuality. Is it cannon? No. Is it implied? Maybe, if you look hard enough. Personally, I think it could add to him, and for sake of conversation lets say hell yeah, he likes dick. Valentine is extremely hypocritical (hates downworlders but learns warlock magic, hates demons yet works with them, idealizes SH and injects his son with demon blood, etc etc etc), and we also know he pushes back on rules and authority (skipped class and work in the academy), also that he is very curious, for lack of a better word (he learned how to do warlock magic) so yeah, I do think its in the realm of possibility that he would have experimented with men, because he's a massive hypocrite and would do whatever he wants. Also because he eye fucked Luke like 6 times in the book. I don't necessarily see it happening, I do see that it could. Internalized homophobia would check out, too, especially paired with religious trauma/shame, considering he is described to be very religious. Again adding to the idea that he has something to prove (needing EVERYONE to bow down to him and let him rule, that HE is the one worthy of creating the new race of nephilim) because of a lack of worth and plethora of shame. Its a coverup.

With Jocelyn, I think it was less him being a gentleman than him knowing how to best approach her to get what he wanted. He is a manipulator. His brain is always wired to be observant even if its not on purpose (though most of the time it is lol) but he'd always be aware of how Jocelyn receives him, whether she responds better when he's forwards, or if she likes to take the lead, especially knowing that she started to fall in love with him when he was vulnerable and grieving and she got to play the saviors role. He is hyper vigilant, to the point that he knew exactly how to manipulate every circle member based of their insecurities. It also could be that he wanted her to instigate first to feed his ego, that he got her to instigate it, she wants him without coercion, he is chased and adored and worshipped. Asking for permission is performative. He's playing the role of good boyfriend both to keep her and to feed into his idealization of a perfect (conventional) romance and later family.

WOW that must be my record for a yapathon. Thanks for giving me that ask, I LOVE yapping as you can clearly see, especially on crazy maniacs

[bendrownedenthusiast]

<< general HCs for BEN drowned >>

his blood is black and oily

he smells damp, like a river bank, but reeks of sulfur

he's connected to whatever TV his 64 is connected to

he can't leave an electronic without hopping into another one

he's bound to whoever plays his cartridge until they give it away

his cartridge cannot be destroyed by mortal means

he's stuck at 19 (poor dude)

he cannot eat or drink

if water touches him he will glitch out like crazy and is usually exhausted afterwards

nightmare blunt rotation don't ever smoke with him he WILL scare you on purpose

4chan user /j

gets really lonely when people don't talk to cleverbot

tired all the time, never a moment when hes not

covered in mud

dead leaves in his hair

his skin is blueish grey

very raspy voice

his joints are very stiff

the skin on his arms is peeling off

his fingers are blue

his eyes are foggy, but if you look close enough, you can see that once upon a time, they were hazel

his eyes only turn black and red when he wants to scare people

sensitive ears

rosebud lips, also peeling

TOUCH-STARVED PLEASE HUG HIM

cat person, really fond of wolves, though

80s horror lover

he died in 2002

scared of full moons (what if his followers stop believing in him??)

BEN Playlist! (Songs my version of him listen too)

<< BEN origin summarized, taken from my wattpad >>

THIS IS FOR BEHAVIORAL EVENT NETWORK FROM THE JADUSABLE ARG

BEN was born in 1984 after his parents immigrated from Japan in 1982, they moved to Denver, Colorado in 1986 after living in Illinois during his mother, Kaiya's, pregnancy in his early life, but due to postpartum complications, BEN, born Benji Mochizuki lost his mother.

he was primarily raised by his father up until 1996, where at age twelve, his father remarried to a woman named Sandra, who had two sons both a little older than BEN, his new stepbrothers introduced him to his three favorite things in the world, Nintendo, Mtn Dew, and Legend of Zelda, his childhood went fairly, well after that, he got high grades in school, got along well with others, but he was very much a ladies man, he's always had a high charisma, and he was fairly handsome.

His charisma is a key factor in why he was able to convince others to join the Moon Children; it was until college that things got rocky. He was out of state; he knew no one there; his loneliness was profound; he had no one to turn to during this depressing time in his young life. He was always apt with computers, so he took to the internet to voice his issues. He formed the Moon Children on the forum, which was an offshoot of a Legend of Zelda forum. He felt accepted—truly accepted. Now, here's where it gets tricky: he needed to "prove his loyalty" to the cult, i.e., "ascend."

This was, of course, by drowning him in the name of Luna, but something went wrong during the digitalization stage. You can't make a human a robot, or a robot a human, without first adding or subtracting humanity and empathy, so that's what they did, and when BEN came back, he came back as this misanthropic, emotionless, malevolent entity. His hatred of humans stems from the mishaps in his code; they have something he wants. His humanity.

BEN reference drawing (working on a better one!)

[quaddmgd]

so i played soul reaver 1 remastered up to the Sarafan Tomb and i really enjoy the visual changes and QOL features added.

new models look great and and at times terrifying when they have to. i love that some of them got granted some semblance of facial animation. i liked the facial animations of tr remastered more, but anything is much better than what we had on PS1.

i like the texture work much better than disjointed hd textures of tr remastered; here it feels more like just playing a new port of soul reaver (kinda like the dreamcast version but on a much greater scale) instead of an hd texture mod (most of which suck for such old games).

overall there are less noticeable visual changes than tr remastered thanks to the original soul reaver's lighting. it still does look great no matter which graphics you choose, but remastered looks give you also better player shadows and some dynamic lighting from the reaver and other stuff that should give off light.

both new (beautiful) map and compass are fun to look at and give locations the much needed spacial context without having to remember blood omen's map (or playing bo in general). i imagine they are helpful for new players, but i can't tell for sure since i kinda moved around from memory.

i LOVE the brand-new day-night cycle. corrupted nosgoth at night looks even gloomier than i imagined. at first i thought it wasn't that noticeable, but it turned out i just hadn't reached the night yet. one small gripe - it can make platforming very hard due to no light sources around the map. idk if it really needs to be fixed since i only played through one night so far but yeah. maybe give raziel an optional light aura like of an angel he is... idk we'll see.

as of now i only found a few minor issues, which is not a lot compared to what tr fans found in their respective remasters. first of all the lighting issues are non-existent here since the game uses its original lighting. the skybox after emerging outside for the first time gets messed up in one place due to weird mountain geometry, raziel's new model once obscured the original camera framing for a second and in a few liminal spaces the camera goes haywire as the game takes a second-long stutter - something that wasn't there in the original release.

overall it's worth every penny and i love it. i love that i can call it a definitive way to play soul reaver. i can finally recommend these games to people that don't have older hardware or don't know how/like to use emulators.

i only skimmed through bonus content and haven't played the lost levels yet, so i'm hyped to do that. i've seen some familiar art and names in the fanart section, though, and it made me smile.

and since, like tr, both games run on their original engines i was hoping for the file structure to be as open as back then and i'm not disappointed! can't overstate how great this is for data mining and modding.

i'm so happy that legacy of kain is back and i can only hope for it to stay that way, especially with the dead shall rise and other projects on the way. i really hope to see defiance getting remastered one day, maybe with some new gameplay QOL features, possibly alongside both blood omen 1 and 2 as a new remaster package. without it i doubt we'll get a direct sequel that would finally finish the story after it was left on a cliffhanger 21 years ago.

[hayleythecannibal]

Twisted Minds: Act II- Chapter Twenty-two Shiizakana

TW: Crime scenes, Gore, Implied Death, Death, Attempted Murder, Cannibalism, Guns, Animal Death, Mental Heath,

Warning this is Fem!reader. You can also find this on Wattpad and A03 under the name @HayleyMarieOfficial. Comment if you want to be added to the taglist.

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Twisted Minds Masterlist

In the solitude of the snowbound woods,  WILL GRAHAM Standing, his breath coming in frosted clouds. He stands above a rope loosely coiled on the ground. We follow it to – HANNIBAL LECTER Standing in the snow, tied securely to the base of a maple tree. The rope is looped around his throat, pulling his head tight to the tree, and then continues in multiple turns around his torso before leading back to Will.

“Which answer is it you want to hear, Will?”

“What’s happening now and about to happen is an answer. I want an admission. Admit what you are.”

“Must I denounce myself as a monster while you still refuse to see the one growing inside you?”

Not the answer Will wants. He WHISTLES and the rope begins to uncoil until it SNAPS taut, three feet off the ground. The rope goes taut and, with it, the coils around Hannibal CREAK

as they tighten, slowly rolling round him like a python's coils, until finally the rope tightens on his throat. Will turns and now we see the rope leads several feet to – THE BLACK STAG Facing away from Hannibal, leaning, but not pulling, waiting docilely for direction.

He strains against the squeeze, catching his breath. “Why not appeal to my better nature?”

“I wasn't aware you had one.”

“No one can be fully aware of another human being unless we love them. By that love we see potential in our beloved. Through that love we allow our beloved to see their potential. Expressing that love, our beloved's potential comes true. I love you, Will.”

Will has heard enough. He WHISTLES again, shrill and loud. The black stag starts trudging forward. VEINS bulge in Hannibal's forehead, but he doesn't cry out or protest. His eyes never waver from Will's.

“I once promised you a reckoning.” Will arrives at the tree, face to face, not with Hannibal, but --

THE WENDIGO Its eyes stare… HOOVES Clop ahead… THE WENDIGO is Unblinking. Soulless. WILL GRAHAM Stares back, not frightened. Undeterred. “Here it is.”

To which the Hannibal/Wendigo is tied, a final CREAK of rope and PFFT -- an unexpectedly-huge FAN OF BLOOD erupts from the hidden side of the tree.

WILL GRAHAM'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - NIGHT -

Will awakens, Y/N Beside him, calmly opening his eyes to stare into middle

distance. No solace comes from Hannibal's dream death. Will is sweat-soaked. The dream still real and present.

HANNIBAL LECTER'S OFFICE - NIGHT-

Will sits in the chair across from Hannibal, mid-session. “Do you have any regrets?” Hannibal observes the man in front of him. “With every choice lies the possibility of regret. However, if I choose not to do something, it's usually for a good reason.”

“I'm riddled with regrets.” 

“A life without regret would be no life at all.” Hannibal says insightfully. “I regret what I did in the stables.”

“Then you were lucky Y/N and I were there.”

“Being lucky isn't the same as making a mistake. Allowing you both to stop me was a mistake.” As much as Will loves Y/N the urge to kill itches the back of his skull. Little did he know it scratched hers too.  “Then it's not your actions that you regret. It's the lack there of.”

“That would be more accurate.”

“Did you make that decision on the basis of anticipating the regret you would feel taking another life?”

“Yes.”

“Anticipating regret commonly results in dubious decisions. You must adapt your behavior to

avoid feeling the same way again.” Will adjusts in his seat. “Adapt. Evolve. Become.”

“I want you to close your eyes, Will, and imagine a version of events you wouldn't have regretted.” Will closes his eyes. When he opens them, we are --

ANIMAL RESCUE - LARGE-ANIMAL BARN - NIGHT-

Will stands holding his gun on Clark Ingram. A SERIES OF QUICK SHOTS: A BULLET ROTATES into the chamber. The TRIGGER is SQUEEZED. The HAMMER SLAMS FORWARD. The BARREL EXPLODES. His head SNAPS BACK, blood spraying as bullet exits skull.

HANNIBAL LECTER'S OFFICE - NIGHT-

Will sits opposite Hannibal, as before. He opens his eyes. “What did you see?”

“A missed opportunity. To feel like I felt when I killed Garret Jacob Hobbs. To feel like I felt when I thought I killed you.” Will admits, no emotion emmiting from his expression but pure honesty. 

“And what does that feel like, Will? Excitement bumping in your chest like a cold medallion?”

“I felt a quiet sense of power.” Hannibal studies Will for a brief moment, then: “Good. Remember that feeling.”

HANNIBAL LECTER'S OFFICE - NIGHT-

Will exits Hannibal's office building, his head down, heavy in thought. As Margot approaches: smiles and it's lovely “I tend to walk out of this building in a similar state. You must be a patient of Dr. Lecter's.”

Will nods. Goes to walk away. Aware Margot is now looking at him intensely. Will knows what is coming and wants to avoid it. “Are you famous or are we friendly?”

“I'm sorry?” Will’s Brows furrow. “You look familiar. Either I know you or I know of you.”

“I'm the guy who didn't kill all those people.” Will moves off leaving Margot considering who it was she crossed paths with just now.

REST STOP - DAY-

Bloodied and sprawled on his back across the cab roof, his head hanging over its edge, throat ripped open. Blood and innards emanate like the spokes of a bicycle wheel. find ZELLER and PRICE atop platforms on either side, inspecting the truck cab roof and the body, respectively. Jimmy takes photos. Zeller inspects the near-empty torso. “No guts, no glory.”

“There Are guts. They're over there.” Jack flanked by Will Graham and Dr. Lecter. Followed By Y/N. “It snowed all night. There are no tracks. You sure it was an animal?” Will asks uncertainly.

“Severance of the jugular and carotids, esophagus destroyed. The bite almost severed his head.” Zeller makes a point. “Evisceration was performed by large, non-retractable claws, so we're looking at a wolf or a bear.” Jimmy says as he tilts his head. 

“Whatever it was, it wasn't afraid of humans. Not anymore.” Will eyes the corpse-icle on the cab of the truck. “Wolves and bears don't eat where they kill. They would've dragged him off.”  I say as i study the body from where i stand. 

“Unless it went mad. A rabid animal attacks its victims at random and doesn't eat any part of them.” Hannibal says with curiousity.  Zeller's gaze darts from the body to the organs spread

around, the torn flesh. “There was no eating here. We found just about everything. Viscera was exposed, belly was laid open, but no sign of gnawing or rutting.”

“Found the same wound patterns on recent livestock mutilations in the area. Evisceration, dismemberment, yet everything accounted for.” Jimmy points out. 

“Since when does the FBI get involved in animal attacks, Jack?” My head Tilts in confusion as i turn to jack. “When somebody's holding the leash of whatever's doing the attacking.” Jack states. I take a deep breath. Well that ones new. 

“The livestock mutilations... that was practice.” Will says in thought next to me. Jack nods. “He's going to kill again and he's going to get better at it.” “He's urbanizing his animal – moving closer to the city, adapting it to bigger prey.”

“He's not denying its natural instincts, he's evolving them.” Jack studies Will and Hannibal's exchange, then adds: “It's blood sport.”

MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY – DINOSAUR ROOM - DAY-

Held delicately in a MAN'S FINGERTIPS. RANDALL TIER fitting the tooth into a sabertooth cat skeleton He's re-articulating. He's bright-eyed and engaged with the predator he's honoring with restoration. He senses a presence in the room and glances behind him. “Museum's closed.” HANNIBAL LECTER Standing in half-shadow. Randall is caught off guard, but he covers quickly and manages a half smile.

“Hello, Randall.” Randall Tier is surprised by his visitor. “Dr. Lecter.”

Hannibal steps out of the shadows. Fossilized bones of all sizes are arranged on display. Hannibal takes them in, his gaze landing on Randall's sabertooth skull. “You'll always be ruled by your fascination with teeth.”

“That's what you said to me when they brought me into your office the very first time.”  Hannibal tilts his head slightly. “Is that what I said?”

“I was crying, dreading telling you what was wrong with me. You made it easy then, and other visits, too.” Tier states as he recalls the memory. “Do you remember what I told you, Randall? If you try, you can remember everything we ever said.”

“You said you felt like you peeked in my ear and could see what I am.” Hannibal draws closer, almost fatherly. “A therapist's life is equal parts counsel and curiosity. We set a patient on a path, but are left to wonder where that path takes them. You've come so very far, Randall.”

“A long time since you treated me.”

“Which is why I wanted to talk to you about your wonderful progress, just for a moment, privately. I've seen what you've done.” Tier tilts his head. “What have I done?

“You bore screams as a sculptor bears dust from the beaten stone. That crying boy doesn't cling to you anymore. What clings to you now? What clings to your teeth?”

“Ragged bits of scalp trailing their tails of hair like comets.”

“Beautiful. They're looking for you.” quiet voiced ”I don't think I can stop.”

“I don't want you to. They're going to find you, Randall. When they do, it's important that you do exactly what I say.” OFF Randall Tier and a response he never expected to hear.

BEACH - DAY-

THE BONFIRE Has been reduced to ash. Around its black smudge, AGENTS process the scene. Zeller confers with Jack over the forensics of the slaughter. Will consults the POLICE REPORT in his hand and walks the periphery of the scene. I look from one dead body, past it to the trees where the attacker hid, lying in wait. I look down the beach to where MORE AGENTS work another body.

Who breathes deep and exhales. He closes his eyes. We hear the slow THUD of his heartbeat. The AMBIENT HUM of his CIRCULATORY SYSTEM. A PENDULUM Swings in the darkness of Will Graham's mind, keeping rhythm with his heartbeat. FWUM. FWUM.

Eyes still closed, the PENDULUM swings behind him. FWUM. Jack, Y/N and the BAU agents are gone. FWUM. THE DEAD FIRE ASH SMOLDERS and GLOWS and FLAMES sprout and grow larger. Daylight FADES FAST, replaced by pitch-black night. FWUM. The YOUNG COUPLE reappear around the flames, alive and talking. The scene has been decriminalized in Will Graham's head and the previous night restored.

He watches the young couple standing near the bonfire, cuddled. As CAMERA PULLS BACK, reveal the BLACK STAG stepping out of the shadows behind Will. Together, Will and his black stag watch the couple on the beach. The man stops, glancing their direction from around

the bonfire. He takes the woman's hand and looks closer. A moment, then: “Kill.”

The black stag charges across the beach. BAM. The black stag HITS the man, hard, his hand snatched out of the woman's hand, violently driving him into the

ground in a vicious POUNCE. Goose down EXPLODES from his coat and his torso is slashed again. The woman SCREAMS. They SLASH THROUGH FRAME, cutting off the woman's 

Warm blood SPRAYS across snow, melting it in crimson streaks. Warm blood SPRAYS into the fire, SIZZLING.

they're attached to Will who is covered with blood -- as it was his antlers that just tore out the woman's throat. He looks down at her dead body, his EYES BLACK. The antlers are RECEDING into his body. He blinks and his EYES RETURN TO NORMAL. Night becomes day. 

BEACH - DAY-

Will opens his eyes and Y/N and Jack nearby. “It's not an animal. It's a man who wants to be an animal.”

“Does he believe he's an animal?” Jack asks the both of us, I glance at Will. “It's not what he believes, it's what he imagines.” I say in an almost thoughtful voice. “Considering the savagery of the attacks, he's clean and organized. Meticulous, even. What does he want?”

“He wants to maul. This isn't personal. He doesn't know them. He doesn't need to know them.

They're just meat to him. Prey.” Will says as he approaches closer to us. “This kind of psychosis doesn't just slip through the system. Someone somewhere would have noticed.” 

“If it is psychosis, he got inside it somehow. Tamed it, made a suit of it. He's an engineer. Or understands engineering. He can build things. He built his beast. He's a student of predators.” Jack taking that in...

BAU – EVIDENCE PROCESSING - DAY-

Brian Zeller and Jimmy Price stand opposite Jack Crawford, between them a CAVE BEAR SKULL and a DIRE WOLF SKULL. “The closest comparative bite radius we could match to the victims' wounds was a cave bear.” 

“Even a dire wolf, which is the largest species in the genus Canis, is itty-bitty by comparison.”

“But a cave bear couldn't do this.”

“Mostly because they're vegetarians and have been extinct twenty-eight thousand years.” Jimmy says with sass. “Mostly because the bite force relative to skull size couldn't do the kind of damage we've seen.” Zeller states as he opens the jaw. “What could?” Jack crosses his arms, Zeller shrugs “Pull-ratchets or pneumatics, maybe.”

“Pretty sophisticated ingenuity for any kind of animal, man or beast.” Jack finds Hannibal and I standing in the doorway. “Animals are far more like humans than we ever realized. And humans are far more like animals. One thin barrier between us.” Hannibal explains with insight.

“For some, that barrier's too thin. Hello, Dr. Lecter, Dr. L/N.  How does something like this present?” Jack asks us, i take a deep breath. “Someone affected by this kind of species dysphoria typically has other conditions. Mood disorders, clinical depression, schizophrenia.” I suggest, when one wants to be beast there are not many  studied. “Typically.”

“They may not present at all. Your killer could have built a bridge between who he appears to be and what he now knows he's become.” Hannibal expresses in his expertise.

“He didn't build a bridge, Dr. Lecter. He built a suit.” Jack explains, my eyes widen. This is a first. Like for the fucking unit first.  “What he seeks is transformation.”

“You ever see anything like this?” Jack asks.  I hesitate, as Hannibal guides me and Jack a few feet away for privacy:

“This threatens to be a violation of doctor-patient confidentiality, so I will tread carefully.” Hannibal says, of course it does. Great. He treated another one of our killers. “You have seen something like this.”

“Years ago, I treated a patient who fits this profile. A teenage boy who suffered from what I would describe as an identity disorder.” Hannibal explains, I adjust my posture. Heels are a bitch. “This boy imagined himself a beast?”

“During our therapy, he reported a moment of clarity. He understood, in that moment, he was an animal born in the body of a man. He kept a solitary life. He'd hide and behave in ways resembling animal behavior. Predatory.” Hannibal describes the paitent. My brows furrow in thought. “He was delusional.”

“Not necessarily. He didn't believe metamorphosis could physically take place, but that wouldn't stop him from trying to achieve it.” Hannibal shakes his head and explains. “He'd be a grown man now?” Jacks brows also furrow. “As he grew in wisdom and in confidence, he would no longer feel he had to meet his needs in hiding.” Hannibal says, His hand grazes my spine. Fuck. 

“What are his needs, Dr. Lecter?”

“Savagery.”

MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY – DINOSAUR ROOM - DAY-

Jack Crawford, Will Graham, and Dr. Y/N L/N the TYRANNOSAURUS looming over

them, wait as Randall approaches them. “Randall Tier?” the man nods “You wanted to speak to me?”

“I'm Special Agent Jack Crawford with the FBI. This is Will Graham and Dr. Y/N L/N. Did you put this together?” Jack gestures to the SABERTOOTH CAT skeleton. Now completed, it stares sightlessly at Will who gazes back. “Yes.” Jack admires a wall of various skulls. “Nice work. What's this one here?”

“A cave bear.” Jack considers that good-naturedly, then: “Ever put one of them together?”

“Put them together, take them apart, put them together again.” Tier shrugs, i notice his nervous body language. “Then you understand their mechanics, how they're engineered?” Jack smiles.

“We understand a lot about cave bears. Their fossils have been found in the tens of thousands, all over southern Europe. They're very common. Common enough you can get one on eBay. "Buy it now."” Tier says with sarcasm.  “I'm asking, Randall, because the skull of a cave bear was recently used as a murder weapon. At least its jaws were. Claws, too.” 

“Prehistoric skulls and claws were designed to do what they do best.” Tier says, I watch as he fidgets.  “Used the right tools for the job.” Will speaks up. “But it's what's inside the skull that tells you what the job is.” 

“You have a history with trouble inside your skull, Mr. Tier.” Randall Tier winces, feeling the slight. “That what this is about? You think I killed someone with a fossil? I had an identity disorder. Doctors told me the internal map of my body didn't match reality. Do you know what it's like when the skin you're wearing doesn't fit?”

“I can imagine.” Irony is it not. Being told whats going on in your mind wwhen youre the one who experiences it. “I know who I am now. I'm much better. I'm socializing. I'm taking my medication. I'm employed. I work very hard. I'm proof mental illness is treatable.” WILL finds legitimacy in Randall Tier's reply, and suspicion.

WILL GRAHAM'S HOUSE - NIGHT-

Will appears in the kitchen doorframe and rattles a spoon in the empty Dutch oven -- as good as a dinner bell. He kissses my temple as I cook dinner. When no dogs come running, he returns and is perplexed by what he sees.

ALL OF WILL'S DOGS Sit facing the front door as one. Is there something outside? Did someone knock? Will makes his way through his pack and slowly opens the door. “Will? Whos here?” I call from the kitchen. 

Will sees Margot Verger climbing out of a LUXURY CAR in his driveway. The dogs erupt into BARKS and Will steps outside, shutting the door behind him, effectively muffling the dogs. “Sorry for the intrusion. We met outside Dr. Lecter's office.”  Margot says as she approaches the house. “I remember. How did you find me?”

“Turns out, you are famous.”

“You're not exactly anonymous yourself, Margot.”

“It's cold. You have any whiskey?”

Will hands Margot a glass of whiskey, taking a drink of his own. I stare at the attractive woman as I take a sip of my whiskey. Will’s hand rests on my upper thigh. “So. What's the heir to the Verger meatpacking dynasty doing at our door?” I ask her with a smile. 

“My brother's the heir, not me. I've got the wrong parts and the wrong proclivity for parts.” there’s Something fresh about her frankness, likeable. “Didn't answer my question.”

“I'm here for a character reference. Patient to patient. What do you think of Dr. Lecter's therapy?” Margot asks simply. But nothing is ever simple with people like her. “Depends what you're in therapy for.” Will says as he take another sip of his whiskey. 

“I'm in therapy for all sorts of reasons. The Vergers slaughter eighty-six thousand cattle a day and thirty-six thousand pigs, depending on the season. That's just the public carnage.” I breath out a laugh. “What's your private carnage?” I ask, i look her up and down. Shes pretty. Very pretty. 

“I tried to murder my brother.” She says, I smile. I Murdered my mother, because she killed my family. Wonder why she wants to murder her Brother. Will studies her, then: “I assume he had it coming.”

“Did he ever. What's your private carnage?”

“I tried to murder Dr. Lecter.” Will says squeezing my  thigh. “I Murdered my mother.” i say blankly. You get used to that reality the longer you live with it. “See, now that's interesting. Did they have it coming?” Will studies her, debates answering that, then decides not to. “What do you think?”

“I can't say that I know.”

“Neither can I.”

“Sounds like we have similar issues. I doubt Dr. Lecter gave you the same advice on murder he gave me.” she smirks, Did hannibal tell her to murder he brother. My head tilts in curiosity. 

“What's that?”

“He told me, if at first I don't succeed, I should try, try again.”

WOODS – NIGHT-

RANDALL TIER Stands on a snowbound rise, concealed by trees. His killing suit is on, the jaw-mask strapped on and primed to work. Hannibal standing in the snow beside him, facing the same direction.

“The solitude of what you do is to be respected and I intend to honor that. I've only come to offer you words of encouragement.” Tier says nothing. In his killing suit, in this state of mind, there are no words. Hannibal senses as much.

“You are becoming, Randall, and this beast is your higher self. Your bodies, voices and wills are one.” Hannibal looks past the killing jaws, into Randall's eyes. “Revel in what you are.”

His words ring of the same encouragement Hannibal has given Will Graham and Margot Verger both. Tier remains silent as he and Hannibal turn to the site they were facing before – WILL GRAHAM'S HOUSE Its windows lit warm and yellow from inside.

WILL GRAHAM'S HOUSE - NIGHT-

Through the kitchen door, Will enters the room to see: HIS DOGS Sitting again, all facing the front door. Will crosses directly to the entrance. But this time the stoop is empty. Nothing but the cold, dark night. Will and his dogs look around, sensing something is amiss.

But ONE DOG takes its instinct one further and BOLTS through the open door and tears off into the darkness. Will and the other dogs pause, uncertain -- until the escaped dog's YELP splits the night. Opening the lock on Will's old gun cabinet. A RIFLE As Will takes it from its rack. He chambers a shell. Two.

WILL GRAHAM'S HOUSE - NIGHT-

Will bounds down his steps in his shirtsleeves, flushed from the safety of his shelter. He follows the line of his DOG'S TRACKS into the deep snow and the deeper darkness. RANDALL TIER

Stands, cloaked in shadow, watching and waiting to face this adversary... and discover how truly worthy he is.

WOODS – NIGHT-

Will enters the trees, armed with his rifle. No movement. No sounds. Tier could be anywhere in the darkness. Behind any tree, concealed by any shadow. Then: SOMETHING MOVES In the snow ahead. Will aims, ready to fire, but sees instead – HIS DOG Lying, injured. Will rushes to the animal to find it slashed and hobbled, but alive. Will scans the darkness around them

and makes a decision. He places his rifle down and scoops his dog up in his arms.

TIER'S SHADOW Flits across a tree trunk. How close to Will, we don't know. WILL Arms full of dog, lumbers fast as he can through the snow.  Tier's shape GLIDES past, searching for the moment to strike. Will and his dog run and stumble, headed for the safety of his house. Tier enters the field behind him and is closing in.

WILL GRAHAM'S HOUSE - NIGHT-

Will BANGS through the door. He places his injured dog down and LOCKS the front door behind him. Will moves from switch to switch, extinguishing the lights before cutting through the sudden darkness to – THE GUN CABINET Where he finds a HANDGUN.

TIER'S SHADOW Crosses the window. WILL'S DOGS Sense his anxiety and they crowd him, uncertain. Sounds come from outside -- a SCRAPE of Tier's clawed feet on the front porch. Will and his dogs face the front door, ready. Will levels his gun at the door. Waits. Then a SHADOW GROWS FAST on the front window and – K-SHHHHHH!

Tier comes hurtling through it in a cascade of GLASS and SPLINTERED WOOD, backlit by the blue moonlight. WILL Recoils and drops, hands flying up to protect his eyes.  His gun Clatters away into the darkness. WILL'S DOGS BARK at the intruder. Will finds his fishing vest on the

floor and fumbles through the many pockets to find – A SHEATHED FILLET KNIFE. Will pulls it out, the narrow blade catches the moonlight.

TIER  Stands, shaking off glass like a dog shaking itself dry. CLAWS SPLAYED, legs apart, ready to face – WILL Rising up, brandishing his knife, facing Tier. his dogs around him, BARKING and SNARLING FURIOUSLY --

A FANGED RESIN MUZZLE AND THE DIRE WOLF CRANIUM Come together to complete the skull. A perfect fit.

SUBURBAN BASEMENT - NIGHT-

Multiple BAU AGENTS sort and bag evidence from the room. Jack and Hannibal walk the length of Tier's workbench. Past air-filling tanks, strips of bear fur, replacement pistons and rods. Jack stops at the reassembled dire wolf skull. “A beast doesn't know it's a beast, but the nearer a man gets to being a beast, the less he knows it.”

“We took the traps from the drains. Found pieces of scalp, hair still attached. Blood, tissue, bone. Whatever he used to kill, he cleaned it here. We have everything we need to convict Randall Tier. Except Randall Tier. He's vanished.”

“That's troubling.”

“You knew it. You knew what he was. He was your patient, Dr. Lecter.”

“Every therapist deals in darkness, Jack. I only learn how accurate my treatments are after the fact. When I hear secondhand that a patient is back on track. Or that they're not. Or that they've taken their own life. Or someone else's. Where's Will and Y/N?” Hannibal asks curiously.

“I haven't been able to reach him.” HANNIBAL tilts his head as he ponders Will's fate...

HANNIBAL LECTER'S HOUSE – ENTRYWAY - NIGHT-

The house is empty. The SOUND OF A KEY in the lock and Hannibal enters. He places his coat over a chair and heads into his kitchen. A beat. Then Hannibal returns, his eyes on something. He starts in that direction.

HANNIBAL ENTERS HIS DINING ROOM Focused on his new table -- specifically, its centerpiece. To reveal what exactly the centerpiece is: atop Hannibal’s dining room table lies, sprawled – RANDALL TIER Dead. Still clad in his now-defunct killing suit -- a warrior's battle gear sapped of its mechanical ferocity.

HANNIBAL Walks a circle around the table. He considers the offering. One akin to a mouse left by the cat for its master. Hannibal surprised by Will Graham a second time ---- and pleased.

[unnursvanablog]

And now it has arrived!

One of my most anticipated sageuks of the year, Queen Woo - but it has been on my tbw list for AGES because all I really needed to know is that is was a historical drama with Ji Chang Wook in it and I am not about to pass the opportunity to witness that again. I adored him in Warrior Baek Dong Soo (the lighter and more campy version of My Country also starring my all time fav Yoo Seung Ho) and in Empress Ki (which was the first looooong historical kdrama that I stuck around with and watch from beginning to end).

Also, it's not a sageuk set during the Joseon times… which is honestly just such a breath of fresh air. We get so many of them. I adore a lot of them, but Korean history also has so many other stories to draw inspo from.

That was sort of all I sort of knew about it before I went into it. I knew it was about Queen Woo and how she married one of her husbands brothers and was fighting to keep the throne after her husband died. I didn't know it was rated 19 for violence and… nudity, but that isn't really something that bothers me all that greatly if it just works with the story. I doubt this show is going to go all Game of Thrones on us and just show that sort of stuff in there just because.

If anything those scenes that we got actually just sort of amused or make me go… sure, ok.

And since I knew Ji Chang Wook would die (very sad, I wanted to watch him in all his sageuk glory for 8 episodes) so I spent the entire first episode just expecting him to drop dead and just exit the story every moment that he appeared on screen. But we are seeing quite a bit of him, and he seems to have a much bigger role within the story than I thought he would, which I am glad about. I was expecting a very kickass guest role or a cameo or something.

This show so far, I am on ep 2 because I am in my heart and soul not a binge watcher and I prefer to watch my kdramas on a slow but steady pace, and it is sort of the standard sageuk fare… with some added sex which we see way more in like historical movies but not in dramas. But with 8 episodes this will probably just feel like one long, epic movie anyway. It seems to have that sort of feel to it.

There is some scheming old men who want a better position or they want a better way to rule the country without really being on the throne and having to deal with stuff that comes with being a king. They want to rule from the shadows so to speak. There are ladies who want to be queen and scheme and plot to try to get to that position and so forth. it got flashbacks to the times they were kids and it got a man with a heart of gold (probably, or that is how it starts out) who is also a bit of a scoundrall running through the streets, jumping on roofs etc. It's a sageuks, you are having a fun time, you are pretending that you are learning some history and it's bloody and gory, it has Ji Chang Wook looking moody and sometimes covered in blood… what's not to enjoy.

It's all very standard for the genre, but I was very much entertained through it all... or the first two episodes. I just really enjoy this sort of more serious toned historical dramas. The politics can be dry, sure, but if one does it well and have enough of multi-layered and complex characters where we understand everyone's motives and such it actually is a very fun time.

I do think the drama is still very much setting the scenes in episodes 2 and we are still getting to know the main players. And I am still very much learning their names. There are some interesting characters there, like the priestess lady and the lady, the queens sister no less, one who accidentally killed the king because she wanted to fuck him, as well as Queen Woo and the former kings closest advicer, but they aren't the most complex characters yet, but with time they could be.

The queen, who is our main character and the main player in all of this, is somewhat of a girlboss female character and idk if she was adapted that way, of being this girl who wants to be a general but can't because she is a girl, for modern audience or if she was actually like that. But I do find her to be a character who is more than that and she is someone who is easy to root for. And I am excited for her politics and her plots and more of her backstory.

[aotopmha]

I'm much happier with AoT's anime ending.

The eighty percent and the subsequent fucked up bonding sequence *might* be my fave part of the ending now.

Though I think Armin's talk with Zeke and Mikasa killing Eren might be above that.

It's that narmy, unintentionally funny stuff that might be the most memorable element of AoT, but I still cried at Armin's speech to Zeke.

The framing is done *so much better* it's not even funny.

The story still treats Historia like complete shit, the production values kind of fall apart by the end and the music choices are super strange (while adding to the uneasy part to it), but I love the gross, discordant nature of the entirety of the last 30 minutes that I didn't really feel with the manga.

The shell is covered in blood and Eren and Armin are sitting inside the blood of the fallen.

I think the framing really couldn't be more clear.

And by the end Mikasa is crying not just because she misses Eren, but also because all of the shit he put them through. And the scene on the ship is much more bitter.

Because of the extended scene with Eren and Armin, everything else basically gains a layer or two.

They cared for Eren, but they are also exhausted and really frustrated/angry with the shit he pulled and put on them and you really see the exhaustion here, through the wonky art.

So you have that triumphant music as a sign of an ending, but it's like a wierd twisted version of a generic happy anime ending.

It's so funny. And while it also feels super wierd and amatuerish, still perhaps confused, I think I kind of can't see AoT having a much different send-off.

Let it be messy and stupid and confused like all of its messy and stupid and confused characters.

And I can love it like that without dismissing any of the problems I have with it.

In the end Eren didn't break the cycle because the tree showed up again, so I think we'll in for a sequel in 10 or 20 years.

I think Eren replaced Ymir in the Paths because Mikasa didn't have the heart to completely get rid of his body. The point is that everyone was too nice.

But the last bit is pure thematic conjucture.

I hated the manga ending not because I thought it was awful, but because it felt so insecure and confused. Because it had both really good and really bad stuff in it.

This at least alleviated kind of a massive part of that issue for me. Not completely, but I truly think it's much better than the manga in a fairly significant way?

What can I say, I like messes. Intentional or otherwise.

[creelkobblelaufeyson69]

It’s for the best *Tragic version*

Warnings: gore

They watched in horror as Frank gets turned into a vampire. They felt numb from the pain they were in, and they felt weak. Joey was lying down next to them; determined to keep them alive. She watches in shock and horror as it was happening as well

They were also determined to keep Joey alive, so when Lambert turned to face Frank, they got up quickly to attack Lambert with the steak. Despite the pain that they were in, they were proud to have killed him. Now covered in his blood, they approached Frank with no fear

They had a feeling that he was definitely gonna turn against the two, since they listened to what Abigail had talked about when he liked feeling powerful. Frank chuckled, which makes Joey worried for her lover. He kicks them away from him, which makes them go flying into a wall

He stands up with a smirk playing on his face as he takes his glasses that were covered in blood off. Joey looks even more frightened than she had before as they took their time to get back up. “Nice try” he stared as he looks at her now. She felt nervous for his next move until they threw the steak towards him

He catches it, and looks back at them. “You really don’t know when to give up, huh?” He approaches them now with the steak still in his hand. They had collapsed onto the ground after making that throw, and groaned. “Was that all you’ve got in you? Pathetic” he says as he stood in front of them now

He was about to stab them when he heard Abigail humming. He turns to face Abigail who had just now entered the room. Abigail was bringing up how Lambert was trying to convince him that he’d get power. While that was going on, they took a moment to stand up again. Joey gets up, and walks over towards them

While she does that, Frank attacks Abigail. He drains her blood as the two stood next to each other now. Joey was tearing up now, which makes them more upset with Frank. They almost went over towards him, but she stops them. They looked at her, since she grabbed their wrist

“I have to do this” they whisper, which makes her tear up faster. “No you don’t” she said as the two could hear Abigail’s body hitting the ground. “I do. It’s okay. It’ll be all over soon. The pain and suffering” they added with a smile on their face now as tears started to leave their own eyes

“Aw. How romantic” Frank starts, which makes the two look at him. “It is a shame that I will have to get rid of your lover Joey” he adds as he grins now. She lets go of them, which makes him ready to attack them. They ran off, which makes him confused, but more excited. He follows them as Joey was looking at Abigail’s lifeless body

She approaches the corpse as she lets out a sob now. She had wished the child had a better life than she did, and felt so bad that it had to end this way for her. “I’m so sorry I didn’t keep my pinky promise” Joey says calmly as she then afterwards continues to sob. They led him to the library to have more space to fight in

But immediately once they stopped, they get tackled onto the ground. The steak is out of his hands now, so they tried to reach out to grab it, but he grabs their hand and breaks it. They let out a painful scream as he grins at their misery. “I can’t wait for that junkie of yours to see you lifeless”

“Asshole” they said after they screamed in pain. He chuckles again as he hears her footsteps nearing. He smirks as he nears their neck now. “Ready?” Without waiting for a response, he bites into their neck. Joey was watching as they looked at her now. “It’s for the best” they managed to let out, which makes her cover her mouth to not let him hear her cries

Blood continues flowing out of their neck after he pulls away from them. He stands up, and looks at her now. He’s smirking again as he watches her tear up. “Ready to join the club Joey?” He asked as he liked the idea of her having never ending suffering. She shakes off the pain she had felt from the nights events, and went to attack him blindly

He punched her, which makes her go flying now. She felt so damn weak now. She had no one now, and that scared her the most. Frank was about to kill her, but Lazar had entered and picked up the steak to kill him with it. Frank exploded, which makes Lazar now covered in blood. Joey felt more scared, but all the vampire felt was remorseful

He tells her that he doesn’t want to hurt her, but help her rather. “We’ve both lost people we loved tonight, it’s the best I can do” he says as he approaches her. He offers his hand to her, which she accepts since she trusted him. Once standing up again, he smiles; “I will make sure no one harms you anymore.”

[barbwritesstuff]

I've made some changes to my KoFi page...

...and I just wanted to take a moment to explain some of them.

Firstly, I added a couple of tiers.

A $1 tier and a $5 tier.

The $1 is pretty much just a tip jar with a couple of fun little extra stuff thrown in like my ramblings about Drown With Me. The $5 unlocks everything... which includes an early access version of Thicker Than and some deleted scenes from Blood Moon.

There are also store and commission discounts attached to these tiers.

The tiers really basic because I don't want to overwhelm myself or change how I'm publishing the Thicker Than demo.

The old Thicker Than demo will continue to get updated every month, free to play, just like Blood Moon was.

However, there is now a second version of the demo that will get updated every week. This is what you get access to with the $5 tier. These updates will, obviously, be smaller, and, at the end of the month the two demos will be identical.

Why pay for it then? You don't have to. It's just if you want to see my progress week by week. I know it's weird, but it's much easier for me. This way, I don't have to worry about saving a second set of files. I'm uploading the same files, just one demo gets updated more frequently than the other.

Also, I think it's a nice little bonus for people who are able to support me without excluding those who are in tougher financial situations.

I really hope that makes sense.

Finally, the last change I made is I raised the price of commissions. I know $75 for 1000 words is very steep, but my commission slots have been selling out much faster than I expected, and taking longer to write than I expected.

I hope you understand. Again, all commissioned stories will be available for free on my Kofi page. People who subscribe

To Summarise:

$0 - You will have access to the monthly Thicker Than demo, the previously commissioned stories, blogs, and Ren'py demos on itch.io.

$1 - Just a donation. It won't unlock much (but it will help thaw the ice around my heart).

$5 - Unlocks everything. The weekly Thicker Than demo, the Blood Moon bonus scenes, the devlogs, etc.

$75 - I will write you a 1k word story. Spots are limited. This is a one off payment.

I really hope this is all okay. I've been thinking about this for a really long time and I just wanted to come up with a plan that was manageable for me and didn't paywall people out of the discussion (because I know everything is super expensive right now, and I also really value the feedback I get with my monthly releases).

I like the way I've structured this, and I hope you do too, even if it's a bit weird/different.

Thanks for reading! Let me know if you think there is something I could do better. I've never done this before and am always open to feedback. 💙

[mikeylivesattheend]

Hi, I love Red Hood, Dimension Travel & Time Travel fics. Here are a 5 I enjoy that aren't immediately showing up if you sort by kudos on A03, basically. Don't forget to look at the tags! A lot of these have dark/angsty themes.

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The Passing There by Ginevra_Benci

Dimension Travel, incomplete, 15k

Jason Todd awoke one morning from troubled dreams and found himself transformed into a monstrous—

No. God, he wished.

Metamorphosis, he could have handled. An easy fix. Hell, magic insect transformation was practically an everyday occurrence, in Gotham.

Just… not in this Gotham.

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Jason Todd awakes one morning in a Gotham that “doesn’t like chaos”, and finds his feet.

I love the writing style here, it's updating regularly, and the plot is interesting without being too complicated.

This is the only incomplete fic here btw.

PLUTO. by Orpheusaki

Dimension Travel, complete, 22k

"I kill so others don't have to," Bruce states firmly and clearly. This entire situation didn't seem like it could get any more bizarre, what with Bruce sitting in the dark and polishing guns, but somehow it just has, "While you are here you will not kill."

Jason's throat is scratchy and dry with terror, but the insatiable feeling of being talked over and disregarded is a fresh wound. He can't back down from this if he tried, "I've killed. I still kill. Who the fuck do you think you are to stop me?"

Bruce gently sets down his gun, and picks up the blade beside him with practised ease. Jason's blood runs cold when the man wearing his father's face says, "You will die by my hand if you try."

(Jason meets a version of Bruce who has manifested his fears very differently.)

Honestly if you haven't read any of Orpheusaki's fics you should- immediately. I love fics that explore Bruce killing, and the vibes are so so right here.

This author also has another AMAZING dimension travel fic but it's abandoned I think so I cannot rec it in good conscience, sorry 😭

ghosts by roseworth

Time Travel, complete, 5k

Steph startled as a kid in a bright Robin costume jumped onto the roof in front of them.

A Robin costume she had only seen inside a glass case. A mop of curls she had only seen in pictures.

This was fucking Jason Todd.

Shit.

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(Robin!Steph and Bruce get sent back in time to when Jason was alive. Everyone has some realizations.)

Chef's kiss, Steph gets to see Jason & learn what he was like. Not super long, but it's great

Sisyphus by EventualToast

Time Travel, complete, 8k

"Jason Todd is, for the second time in his life, sixteen years old, mortally wounded and trapped in a coffin. And this time, he takes in all the details that scream it’s reality. In his memories, he can always see the white of the silk, feel the worms crawling through his skin, even though neither of those things were possible. Now, he’s in sterile darkness. He needs to get out of here."

Or Jason and Essence get stuck in an infinite timeloop.

I love love love fics that use Jason's All Caste backstory & the time travel is wonderful. I've reread this like 5 times ngl

Ad Infinitum; Modified by familiarities (twistsandturns)

Time Travel, complete, 9k

Tim is hunched over his computer, bouncing between a report for B (Batman, not Bruce) and a spreadsheet for B (Bruce, not Batman) when Jason stumbles into the cave. If it weren’t for the fact that Jason had been in a somewhat good mood lately, Tim probably would have been a little more concerned about this fact. Still, it’s weird when, instead of ignoring Tim’s existence like he usually does, Jason walks over to him directly and says, “I'm in a time loop and I don't know why. Fix it."

The outsider pov on a time loop is so well done, and I love seeing Jason change from afar

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Uhh yeah that's it. I've read a lot more than these, but there are better rec lists to get those. These are just ones that tickle my brain. A lot of these authors are on Tumblr too, so thats neat.