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dic3y3lan · 2 years ago
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LITTLE GOODY TWO SHOES
☆ ELISE ☆ EXTRA
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flaggermousseart · 1 month ago
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Then, Alastor was at the door.
It felt eerily like when they’d first met; he’d just showed up out of nowhere, as if nothing had happened. Before he could say anything, Charlie pulled him into a tight hug. Immediately, she could feel how Alastor froze up. She let go and stepped back, staring at him.
“Thank you for that enthusiastic greeting, my dear.”
“Sorry, Al, I have just been so worried!”
“I am just fine.” He walked past her, as if everything was normal, as if he hadn’t just turned up out of the blue when they had been worried sick about him all that time.
“Alastor, are you hurt?”
There was a sound like a record scratching. Alastor turned to look at her, still smiling. “No, Charlie.” The lights in the lobby flickered, and the shadows grew and twisted from the corners and over the walls. “Like I said; I’m fine.”
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Once the extermination is over and the hotel is rebuilt, Alastor shows up at the door as if nothing happened. Everything can return to normal, at least on the surface. But it’s not easy to keep up the facade forever. Some wounds run deep.
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meldoesart16 · 5 months ago
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Even though that will be left as a scarlet letter.
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torchwood-99 · 1 year ago
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Eowyn: Merry, what you did today was awesome and I just wanted to say I'm sorry if I took things too far.
Merry: Are you kidding me? I was just guilting you as a tactic. I love how crazy these quests get.
Eowyn: Okay, good, 'cause what I really wanted to say is next quest I'm gonna drown you in your own blood.
Merry: Oh, yeah? Well, then I'm gonna rip your arms off and beat you to death with 'em.
Eowyn: Oh.
Faramir: I'm going to slice your Achilles' tendons, peel off your fingernails, and stick knitting needles in your eyes.
Both: Oh, damn.
Faramir: Eowyn, you were right. These quests are fun.
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kaisooficrec · 2 years ago
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Nini Planet Round 21 (Beaus of Nini)
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The monthly Bottom Jongin fest is back with a special round and this time their theme is inspired by Jongin’s albums.
A Movie: Based on True Story
Genre: Action, Angst, Crime Scenes
Rating: PG
Length: 3,078 w
Summary: Perhaps a crime out there is based on true event. A story about a famous and professional killer Mr Rover and a very passionate profilling who playing catch with each other
The Guest
Genre: Crime AU, Mystery & Suspense, Enemies to Lovers, One Night Stand
Rating: R
Length: 5,915 w
Warnings: Violence, Guns, Blood
Summary: Kyungsoo finds an unexpected guest outside his door, the man is pretty and just his type, there is just one problem, this man is covered in blood.
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wouldjoke · 2 years ago
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Poor bb.. :(
they were only 6..
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Man’s was literally a child. Can’t imagine how traumatizing the entire experience can be.
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scionofbalance · 1 year ago
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Defense of Buchel
The fiefdom of House Buchel hollered against the Northman barbarians, farmmen and their sons roused from the months of raiding and the occasion kidnapping had finally their last with the murder of the good foreman Victor some nights prior. Even against these broad-shouldered men almost twice their size, the mob came with the riders of their lord's house.
The standards with the foremost horse on tower's crown flying under the principled bearers, Sir Walter Buchel and his comrades-of-arms with the support to their men-at-arms rode with their spears impaled into chests and throats. Their warhorses crushing ribs and skulls under hoof as they barrelled through in the battle-mucked field under Bane's Buff.
And among the company was one young warrior turning his horse already, his crested helm pointed down at the broken shaft. Its head and a portion of its heft still embedded in a gurgling brute. "Worthless dung-bloods!" He snarled out, kicking with spur onto his beloved mare and she neighed with her rider's familiar fury. Armoured chest and head smashing into another raider, pushing through while the peasant-soldiery was in fierce melee.
Even headless, the young knight whipped his spear-heft and plunged into a northman trying to yank him off his saddle. "Begone!" He commanded, pushing through the howling man's eye and skull. Bloodily ending a life before his horse turned along and kicked the spasming cadaver away.
But his manuevering was interrupted to the sound of a holler. "Aldric!" He called out, seeing the knight older than he thrown off by a well-hurled axe biting at his breastplate.
With a scuff, the young man urged his mare onward. "Gather 'round! Gather! Gather!" he commanded, charging foward and smashed into the back of the opportunist murderers. Slipping off in smooth trained motion, the knight drawing his iron sword and cleaving a foe from jaw to gut. The stench to follow after was almost worse to a farmer's refuge.
"Get up, ol one! I shalt not allow your death here." He urged, his gloved hands gripping his blade and coordinated the feral dance of combat with two of the vicious raiders. Aldric grunted out as he pulled the axe from his chest with barely a spell of blood to wet his underlying gambeson. "You frit too easy, Kain. These whelps shalt not be my bane!" The older knight almost laughed despite the pain of bruised ache underneath, forcing himself up and tripping one of the ruddy-haired foreigners with the same axe biting calf. Knife catching between ribs, stabbing over and over to ensure fatality.
Kain, Second Son of the distinquished High House to Lord Coorhagen truest blood and recently ordained knight to the Lion's Throne for two summers past, proved his training under his father and later mentor with a ferocity fitting to Willendorf's heldric beast. Every strike held no mercy. Limbs were hewed and swinging blows missed by an able body keeping its awareness.
"Vae Victis!" He cried out his Father's ferocious warcry, cleaving one barbarian's gut onto the ground and plunged his blade into another's skull. His body thrown close enough to avoid losing his own head, whipping around to take a man's knee down and back to back to Aldric as their horses circled around to further the confusion of their enemies.
"Tired yet, boy?" Aldric huffed, looking at the chaos - almost hard to tell the rabble between outlanders and the dirty folk of Buchel's fief. Kain inhaled and exhaled, he felt the sting of sweat trying to kiss on his eyes but he kept strong. "No, ser. I just want this battle done. They thought Coorhagen weak as a babe!?"
Aldric chuckles, his head snapping over and quickly yanked his charge over as a spear almost took at Kain's shoulder. It was by pure trust that the younger warrior did not react on hard-drilled instinct. "Freda!" He called, summoning his mare and she lunged for her jock.
"Ready?" Kain questioned and it wasn't needed to be said as he caught rein, pulling himself up to his saddle. His sword-arm caught and used to hoist the heavier knight, it was herculean that the Lord's Son managed to bring Aldric with him and escaped from the furthering of the barbaric warband.
A horn was blowing. All heard it coming.
"Aha!" One of the Knights harked, just as the hounds came howling and barking with bloodied maw. More of Coorhagen's knights were coming and the barbarians knew, trying to make a retreat whilst the more wounded charged in their pagan desire to a bloody end. Kain could never under such madness but he didn't find disdain for it. Only a strange awe.
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star-trekster · 8 months ago
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boiling-with-rage · 2 months ago
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REBLOG IF YOU WISH YOU COULD FORCE A BLADE INTO YOUR GUT AND DISEMBOWEL YOURSELF ONE BY ONE UNTIL YOU HAVE REACHED ETERNAL STATUS; OR IF YOU FUCKING LOVE THE INFINITE GARLIC BREAD AT ALWAYS GARDEN
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helioxed · 1 year ago
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happening at the same time
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naurius · 4 days ago
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I'M SO EXCITED but also why is there so many guns pointed at me I'm scared
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crawlingdrawing · 9 months ago
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Master post to the X-men evolution fan comic The cage
When a mission to find missing mutants goes awry, Nightcrawler ends up separated from the X-men and trapped in the private freak show of one Amos Jardine.
Inspired by Nightcrawler (2004), and Weapon by Name by CNWrites. Takes place after season 4 of X-men Evolution.
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Chapter One: Part One, Part Two
Chapter Two: Part One, Part Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six: Part One, Part Two
Chapter Seven: Part One, Part Two
Chapter Eight: Part One, Part Two
Chapter Nine: Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four
TW: kidnapping, torture (off-screen), dehumanization, misgendering, sexual harassment, attempted sexual assault, implied sexual assault (off-screen), panic attacks, blood.
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Epilogue, Kurt and Rogue: Part One, Part Two
Nightmares
Got your back
All asks and doodles
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flaggermousseart · 2 years ago
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Kinktober 2023 ~ 08: Gore
I will post the safe for work pictures here on tumblr. These, and the not so safe ones, can be found here on AO3.
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lesbianneopolitan · 4 months ago
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A commission piece for @hybrid-and-legacy for their fic Embers Remain of Cinder and Ruby. 🌹🔥
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woventiesgang · 2 months ago
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Question for Mikey:
You didn't grow up with your brothers, but you've observed some different versions of them in other timelines, right? By the time you pulled your current brothers from their timelines, did it feel like you already knew them pretty well? Is there any disconnect without shared experiences?
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cybersixed · 3 months ago
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Cuteness aggression but without the cuteness
Alternate title is "Oh... that's gore... that's gore of my postal dude"
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