#got manipulated by his father to do horrible things

[xjulixred45x]

Can I request a like one shot of yandere evil invincible with gn younger sibling reader

YEEEEES THANKS ANON

Yandere! Evil! Mark Grayson/Invincible x Little Sibiling! Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: gender neutral

Warnings: PLATONIC YANDERE, GENERAL YANDERE BEHAVIOR, OBSESIVE BEHAVIOR, OVERPROTECTION, MASS MURDER, MANIPULATION, SPOILERS FROM THE SERIES AND FROM THE ARC "INVINCIBLE WAR"!!

OKEY, Taking as a reference what we saw of the majority of evil Marks in the Invincible War arc, it is most likely that brother reader does not have much age difference with Mark.

maybe 5 years or 6 at most.

If we go for a more similar evil Mark to the normal/Mohak Mark, then probably the relationship between these two wouldn't be so bad...at first.

let me explain myself.

It is left to be understood that for the alternate Marks to become evil they must have had a more unstable childhood than the main Mark had. which made them more perverse.

that would probably also affect his relationship with his little brother.

Let's say the Evil Mark we use in this situation is the Sinister Mark.

He not only grew up with an Omni Man who did not care for humanity, but also murdered his and sibiling reader mother.

causing quite severe trauma on him and to sibiling reader. It's just that they brought it out in different ways.

Sinister Mark probably even if he was considerably more evil than his other counterparts, this trauma was probably what generated his protective instinct towards his younger sibiling, being in a way his only source of sincere affection(whatever if he wants to admit it or not).

and we could say that he justified these thoughts with the fact that since they were both Viltrumites, his sibiling was the only one who deserved his protection, his love.

and at the same time he has a certain sense of entitlement to his sibiling's love, because after all he only wants "the best for them" when conquering the earth, the fact that they doesn't understand it is something else.

Sinister Mark learned to see his Sibiling as a small, weak being who doesn't know what they doing and needs his guidance. so to speak.

And so they both grew, they are the trauma that made one crazy and the other could have been turned into someone considerably more reserved.

since of course, sibiling reader was smaller, weaker, easier to defeat when fighting against their father.

Although I think that sibiling reader definitely awakened their powers before Mark, to the astonishment and even displeasure of the aforementioned.

Yes, it has its positive side. Now that they has powers so young they could be stronger and they could even be on the same level, they could rule the earth together without problems.

but it would also mean that sibiling reader wouldn't be as dependent on Mark as he would have been before he had his powers. Before that, brother reader would ask Mark for help with various things, whether it be giving him a ride, lifting something heavy, getting rid of someone, etc.

or even they will no longer need his protections, his angle rock in their relationship.

Now Sibiling reader has a new independence that Mark doesn't like.

but at the same time he can use the situation to his advantage so that brother reader has the same way of thinking as him.

We could say that it is from here that the obsession begins.

Of course, Sinister Mark is a horrible person from the beginning, but as I said, he and the reader had, as far as possible, a "good" relationship where although there was a HUGE power imbalance, Mark acted as their "protector" when he felt that It was his "duty"

as if it were an imitation of a normal relationship between siblings.

but most importantly, we could say that before the reader got their powers, Mark let them have more independence (somehow).

since the reader really couldn't do anything against Mark or his father at that moment after all.

but with reader having powers, it changes everything.

Sinister Mark, despite everything, is willing to teach the reader the bases of their powers, but he also never misses the opportunity to scare them with all the enemies they will have to face if they decides to use them.

I don't think this Mark is above orchestrating incidents in which the reader ends up in a bad situation (get the shit kicked out of them) and he comes to the "rescue."

It's like something similar to Mother Gothel but without magical hair, just obsession.

Also this Mark is great at making reader think that they are less capable than they really are, just because he has the advantage of being stronger and older.

If the reader wants to go somewhere on their own, Mark will be frantically telling them about all the villains in that area, about how they have no training, about how naive they are, that the world will beat them up and spit them out alive, etc.

He infantilizes/idiotizes them, basically.

This way it makes 1- reader see him in a positive light (no, he's not a good influence honey, stay away from him--) and 2- reader becomes afraid of going out or interacting with the outside world.

In that case Mark showers them with love and can even be nice, it's like being normal human sibilings to a certain point when he's not, well, conquering the earth.

Probably he and the reader have the same taste for comics, so he lends them his to entertain themself. Not to mention the ancestral custom of siblings giving them his old toys.

He's also VERY prankster, the kind of prankster who appears out of nowhere to scare you and then laugh in your face. That's Sinister Mark.

It makes him more funny if the reader throws something at him or even hits him. He says it's like hitting him with a pillow.

but it's definitely not a good idea to make him angry. in the least.

This is a completely deranged Mark, so if the reader tries, for example, to go with the other side (e.g. Anstrong), Mark would not only go after the people the reader ran away with, but reader would also have repercussions.

Using the above as a reference, if Mark found the reader with Anstrong and his son, he would kill them both in front of the reader, forcing them to watch, letting them know that THEY caused this.

I think he could also physically incapacitate the reader so that he does not escape if he is not cooperative, either by chaining them, putting a crawler on them (although he has probably already done this), or even breaking an arm or a leg, at least he has the decency to take care of them, but it will definitely be rough if they act rudely.

He becomes a bully, in a nutshell.

I think that the only way in which the reader can have all kinds of freedoms is if they wanted to be Invincible's sidekick, that changes the game a lot.

since of course! They would do it because 1- they have a similar ideology and 2- they would spend a lot of time with Mark

Mark would take it as a compliment, a bust to his ego, so he would happily accept his little sibilings as his sidekick.

I think that in this case the reader would be more similar to The Collector from TOH, that is, a super powerful child who would not really understand the concept of mortality since they are super invulmerable.

Maybe even if this reader doesn't really kill as much as their brother, they does like to keep humans under their "command" as servants or to do their things.

even "playmates" that if they break, they'll simply replace them.

This reader would definitely be a spoiled child, not only because he is practically a Mark 2.0, but because even if he is sadistic and brutal, he still acts like a little child.

You can bribe them with comics or food.

calls you silly names when they doesn't like you.

plays with toys.

They hides behind his older brother when things scare them or get out of control.

but all in a corrupted and dark version.

and Mark couldn't be happier in this case, his little sibiling came to their senses! They finally understand their purpose and duty to Viltrum, Mark would be overjoyed.

is probably the biggest cause of this reader's spoiled personality, precisely because by already having the mentality that this Mark wanted, he gives him everything he wants, and it really doesn't bother him that the reader is rude or homicidal to others, it amuses him. .

It makes his Yandere tendencies go unnoticed most of the time, if Mark finds out that someone from the empire is plotting against him using his sibiling, it's an insta kill (this in all cases).

We could even say that his yandere side is considerably reduced in this scenario, after all his little sibilings can kill anyone who gets into their relationship or if he asks them to.

They end up having a similar dynamic to Android 17 and Android 18, but with the ages reversed, Mark is the much more chaotic and homicidal older brother and Reader is the more calculating brother who worries about more superficial things.

and they would love to create bonds by destroying entire cities :)

They could even be at the same power level, which would give Mark a bittersweet feeling because on the one hand his brother is super happy to be able to be around him (which is even cute) but he misses the old days of when he was the little one. weakling who expected him to take care of him.

They still have some codependency.

God forbid the reader dies or successfully escapes, Mark would go CRAZY with sadness and rage for allowing this to happen.

Perhaps even, during the events of Invincible War, he was willing to take the reader from another dimension, some other Evil Mark, or the good Marco himself, just to replace the original he lost.

Either way, you're screwed without a reader.

Overall, I would say that depending on the scenario you choose and the advantages you have, having this type of brother and YANDERE can be a bloody walk in the park or your worst nightmare. you choose.

Shares, reglogs and comments are very welcome!

Publishing slowly, but in My way!

The Evil Marks are SUPER interesting, maybe i will do a Drabble about one of the Invincible War.

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[thehollowwriter]

I think we should talk more about the mysgony when it comes to parents in media, and how fathers are favoured and praised for the most the most basic shit while mothers are demonised for making mistakes or being bad. This is gonna be a long one, buckle up.

I hate Mrs Rosehearts as much as the next guy, but it's unfair that Mr Rosehearts is not given similar criticism for allowing his wife to treat Riddle the way he does. I hardly see people bring him up apart from mentioning that Riddle's parents probably have an unhappy marriage, and some people say something along the lines of "poor Mr Rosehearts, struggling with a wife like that".

Of course, we don't know enough about his character to gauge how Mrs Rosehearts treats him, bit it's clear he just passively stands to the side when it comes to whatever Mrs Rosehearts wants to do with Riddle. That itself is very harmful and it's own form of abuse, imo.

The same applies to Alador Blight from the Owl House. He's praised for being a wonderful dad that finally came through and stood up to his "horrible wretched bitch of a wife" (who, if she was a guy, would probably have more people analysing her and trying to find ways to sympathise with her just saying)..

And while, yes, he did stand up to her and that's a good thing, the general consensus is he was a brilliant dad from the start that was held back by his wife's wicked ways. But... that's not true? His first appearance is him telling Amity to stop being friends with Willow. He ignores his children constantly, and, like Mr Rosehearts, stands passively to the side when Odaliah treats her children like her property.

He's a neglectful parent at best and just as concerned with image and status at Odaliah at worst. But... that stuff is just forgotten. Most people just say "we thought he was bad but it turns out he was manipulated by his wife". He is HIS OWN PERSON. You cannot just blame everything on his "evil manipulative wife" (which is also smt that sometimes happens irl when both parents are abusive). He is still fully capable of making his own decisions.

And again, it's unfortunate, but if Odaliah were to be given his treatment or if Alador were a woman, the general response would be "That's sad but not an excuse! I can't believe she was forgiven!"

The worst I can think of atm, is Silco and Vi from Arcane. Now ofc they're not married. But the circumstances are similar.

Silco is praised to the high heavens for being one of the best dads in animation (#1 goes to Doofenshmirtz ofc, which I agree with) and the reasons for this are because he... shows his care, puts Jinx first, and loves her. Wow. Fucking groundbreaking am I right. The bar is soooo high/s

The thing is, Jinx is a child soldier. She works for Silco, protects his shipments of Shimmer, takes out the enemies that need taken out, etc. He found her as a young child, and when we cut to the present, she's murdering people without so much as flinching, even delighting in it, and suffering badly from trauma and hallucinations.

Obviously, Jinx was not given the care she needed, and was instead trained to assist Silco.

Am I denying Silco loves her? Of course not! He clearly does. But that's just not good enough. He's a loving dad, but not a good one. He's not the father that neither Jinx nor Powder needed.

Meanwhile, we have Vi. Vi loves Powder, protects her, cares for her, tries to keep her out of harm, stands up for her, and so on. She cares so deeply for Powder, and you can see it. The moment she got out of prison, her first goal was to find Powder.

However, because she hit Powder once, and shouted at her, she's apparently an abusive monster who never cared about Powder. Reminder, she hit Powder because her entire family was killed in front of her and then she learned Powder was the reason that happened. She was like... 14? And she immediately left to calm down. She did not abandon Powder, she left to take a breather because she realised she was too angry. And when she came back, she was drugged and arrested.

Silco is a grown adult who purposefully flooded the streets of the Undercity with a highly addictive drug, turned Powder into a soldier, and is generally a terrible person, even if he is a three dimensional amd well written antagonist.

Vi started the story as a teenager suffering poverty and discrimination just like Silco, had to deal with her own parents death, then her adoptive family was killed in front of her, and then she was forcefully taken from her sister. And yet, people are convinced Vi is a terrible and abusive sister who never loved Powder?

The only example worse than this, methinks, is Stella and Stolas from Helluva Boss.

Stella is a shitty mother who ignores her daughter, which the the audience is shown via a scene were Octavia is having a nightmare and she tells Stolas to deal with it. She frequently screams and swears at Stolas and throws things at him, with no regard for her daughter's presence or feelings.

This is pretty terrible, right? Of course! Everyone knows Stella is a horrible mother.

Stolas on the other hand, is praised for being such an loving and caring father, who tries his best. He even has a song with Octavia!

Well, he also: openly talks about having sex with Blitz and how much he likes it while she was right there, told her people want her money and her body, generally doesn't pay much attention to her either bc he's wallowing about Blitz not loving him back, and doesn't give her feelings much regard.

And yet, the misogyny extends beyond just Stella because people generally agree that Octavia is ungrateful and doesn't appreciate Stolas enough. They get mad at her for disliking the fact that Stolas is cheating on her mother with an imp who's been nothing but rude to her and ruining their family further, and even mock her for feeling unloved. Hell even Brandon, one of the creators, has allegedly recently called her a "cockblocking slut" which, frankly, is a disgusting thing to say about a 17 year old girl.

Idk man I'm just tired.

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[saeraas]

fire emblem engage fell xenologue dlc literally added fire emblem goro akechi???

#fire emblem engage #fe17 #fell xenologue spoilers #he pretended to play a character #lonely child #got manipulated by his father to do horrible things #loves sweets #tries to kill us #is a boss character #sad backstory and redeemish? still an asshole #calls us stupid for readily accepting him after he was just trying to kill us #all they were missing was robbie daymond but y. chang did an amazing job #and he (fe character) lives lol #im sorry someone said fe dragon akechi and i went 'holy shit he is' #goro akechi #oh yeah he also wanted to be valued like damn who did intsys hire from the persona writing team /j #oh yeah (again) massive body count #kinda an understatement for rafal lol

[itneverendshere]

you're burning - rafe cameron (one shot!series)

pairing: rafe cameron x pogue!reader (fem!reader; criminal!reader);

word count: 1637

WARNINGS: sexual tension; asshole!rafe; enemies to coworkers??; mentions of sex; sort of canon!rafe; guns!; eventual smut in future parts.

this is part of the you're no good one shot series :)

chapter ii

Being born into a criminal life came with its perks.

It wasn’t a walk in the park, and most definitely not all sunshine and rainbows, but it wasn’t as horrible as it sounded once you got the hang of it. It’s not like you had a choice but to get used to it; people like you didn’t get options handed to them on a silver platter.

You made the best of what you had.

The one thing you never fully grasped was how the men surrounding you were all complete imbeciles. How they had the brains to pull off skimming rings, you’d never know. It added a layer of absurdity to your already unconventional life.

Safe to say you’d spent most of your life putting up with narcissistic, foolish assholes. Your father was included in the category. Years and years of pent-up frustration, being constantly overlooked by them, being told you were nothing but a pretty face in a sea of sharks.

Their colossal error was underestimating you, and the consequences were evident: most of them lay dead, your father confined to a hospital bed for life, and you assumed control of the family business just before your nineteenth birthday.

Karma, it seemed, always worked in your favor.

Confident in your ability to navigate the treacherous waters, you prepared to deal with Rafe Cameron. Having faced the worst kinds of men, he was just another obstacle on your path—a handsome one, perhaps, but nothing more.

That’s how you know the silent treatment is the most annoying thing you can do to the likes of him, running on a short fuse. You’ve seen him in arguments and physical fights before; he gets off on pissing off other people, their yelling, screaming, hitting just spurring him on.

He’s a crazy bastard, but you handle crazy better than anyone. When you’re dead silent, blankly staring at him, you know he’s going to snap sooner or later.

“Do I need to teach you how to use a fucking phone, uh?” He’s leaning over your shoulder, hand gripping your shoulder, “I texted you earlier.”

His tone is downright condescending, and you must remind yourself you can’t shoot him in the face, especially not in his house. But alas, there are other ways to set the record straight. You’re not about to let him order you around like he does to everyone else.

The muscles in his jaw clench like a vice, grinding against the pent-up frustration coursing through him, “Stop acting like a bitch, will you��look at me.”

The rhythmic tapping of a foot on the floor becomes a thunderous drumbeat, echoing the impatience and irritation that consumes him.

You’ve got him right where you want him.

“Or what?”

The corners of his lips curl upward with a sinister satisfaction. The subtle twist of his mouth exposes just enough teeth to convey a predatory amusement, casting an eerie shadow on his visage.

“Or I’ll put that pretty mouth of yours to good use. Can't bitch to me with a mouth full of dick, can you, sweetheart?"

Your lips curve upward in a sweetly saccharine smile, a facade of warmth that didn't quite reach your eyes. The corners of your mouth lifted with calculated precision, crafting an illusion of congeniality that seems almost too perfect. It’s a performance of sweetness, a mask you’ve spent years perfecting.

Your posture plays along, leaning slightly forward to give an appearance of openness, yet the controlled tension in your frame hints at a deliberate manipulation. Then, with a subtle shift, the atmosphere changes. The smile persists, but the warmth evaporates, leaving behind a cold, unyielding resolve.

It was as if a switch had been flipped, and the truth emerges from the shadows. Your eyes, once sparkling with false sweetness, now pierce through the pretense with a steely gaze, revealing the icy truth beneath the sugary exterior.

“Watch your fucking tone, Cameron.” Your hand moves with practiced precision, aligning the barrel of your gun with a level of subtlety that defies detection. The weight of the firearm, concealed beneath the fabric of your clothing, remains a secret threat, “Next thing you know, you’ll have a bullet shoved up your ass.”

A shift in the atmosphere signifies the dawning awareness on his face. His pretty eyes widen, pupils dilating with the sudden recognition of the perilous situation. It’s as if the cold touch of the barrel has grazed the contours of his consciousness.

Rafe’s quick to hide his surprise, titling his head as he examines your face, “You brought a gun to my house?”

With an air of subtle exasperation, you cast your eyes skyward, their movement a fluid and practiced roll. The graceful arc of your eyebrows framed eyes that, despite their momentary defiance, retain an undeniable allure to him.

How the hell did he not notice you were pointing a gun at him the entire time?

“Like you’re not carrying yours in your back pocket?”

“You’ve been staring at my ass, sweetheart?”

Your smirk returns, a blend of amusement and defiance, "Well, Cameron, considering the crap that comes out of it, I figured I should keep an eye on it."

His attempt at a comeback falters, and for a moment, you revel in the satisfaction of having the upper hand. The room simmers with tension, and the realization of his vulnerability lingers in the air. The power dynamic has shifted, and you're not just a pretty face in his sea of sharks. 

The corners of his mouth twitch, a subtle acknowledgment of the unspoken truth.

"You've got guts, I'll give you that."

You maintain your poised demeanor, the gun still subtly trained on him. "Guts, brains, and a bullet with your name on it. Choose your next words carefully, Rafe."

His bravado wavers, and for a fleeting moment, you see a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. The rhythm of his foot tapping on the floor stumbles, the drumbeat disrupted by the unforeseen twist in the confrontation. You've successfully disrupted his usual rhythm, and it's clear that he's grappling with the realization that you're not just another obstacle on his path.

Your sweet smile has transformed into a calculated expression of authority, a reminder that in this dangerous game, you're a player to be reckoned with. The silence that follows hangs heavy, punctuated only by the unspoken understanding that you've turned the tables, and for now, Rafe Cameron is at your mercy.

“The text I sent you earlier,” He starts, “It’s about the gold.”

“What about it?”

“Sarah— my sister, for whatever fucking reason, is with John B now and they’re on it.”

Your eyes narrow as the revelation settles in. The mention of the gold adds an unexpected layer of complexity to the situation. Sarah Cameron, entangled with John B in the pursuit of the treasure, introduces a variable you hadn't anticipated. It's a precarious alliance that could tip the balance of power in unforeseen directions.

"Your sister is with John B?" Your tone is laced with skepticism, not entirely convinced that Rafe Cameron isn't spinning another web of deceit.

He nods, a mix of frustration and concern etched across his face.

"They're on the trail, and they're not the only ones. Kooks and Pogues alike are gunning for it. It's a mess."

The gravity of the situation dawns on you. The gold, a coveted prize with the potential to reshape the dynamics of your life, is now in the hands of a volatile mix of individuals, underage individuals at that.

Your mind races, calculating the risks and opportunities that come with this unexpected turn of events.

"Sarah's involved in this mess?" Your words carry a hint of incredulity, but deep down, you're not entirely surprised. The Camerons seem to be drawn to trouble like moths to a flame.

Rafe's eyes meet yours, a trace of vulnerability in his gaze. "Yeah, and I need your help to sort this out.”

A cynical chuckle escapes your lips. "Help you? You must be out of your mind, Cameron. I don't do family reunions, especially not when it involves gold and a bunch of meddling kids."

His jaw tightens, but he knows better than to push you too far. The unspoken threat of the concealed gun serves as a constant reminder of your unpredictable nature.

"I'm not asking for a family reunion," He retorts, "I'm asking you to keep your word. You said you’d do it, yeah? We have a deal, that’s why you’re here.”

Your lips curl into a sardonic smile, and you tilt your head slightly, assessing him. "I'll play along—for now."

The room is heavy with unspoken tension as you glance around, taking stock of your surroundings. The prospect of diving into the chaos surrounding the gold doesn't sit entirely comfortably with you, but opportunity often wears a deceptive mask.

"Here's the deal, then," you declare, your tone firm. "I'll help you clean up this mess, but once the gold is in our hands, our paths diverge. No strings attached, and no more family dramas. Are we clear?"

Rafe's gaze holds yours, a mixture of relief and acknowledgment in his eyes, framed by thick, dark lashes.

 "Crystal clear," He replies, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly, "Once we have the gold, you're free to go your way, and I'll go mine."

With a nod of agreement, you holster the gun, a silent acknowledgment that, for now, the alliance holds. 

“Although my bed is always open for you, sweetheart.”

You huff, turning around as you make your way towards Ward’s office, Rafe trailing behind, you cast a final glance over your shoulder.

“Go eat a dick, Cameron.”

He raises an eyebrow, a sardonic smile playing on his lips, "You really know how to kill the mood.”

“Would rather have me kill you instead?”

“Is this some kind of foreplay?” 

Ugh.

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[my--moon]

❝ Traitor ❞

Pairing; Luke Castellan X Fem!Reader (Daughter of Aphrodite) Warning; Angst, betrayal, manipulation, gaslighting, violence, injuries and curse words A/N; I see too many fanfics where when Luke betrays (y/n) she cries (which is completely understandable) But I need more rage and tears, so :) Tags; @riordanness

He was perfect.

He was sweet, kind, protective and loyal.

Luke was the perfect lover. (Y/N) had never felt happier, though something about him made her younger sister, Clara, uncomfortable.

Clara and (Y/N) were inseparable, always together. The big sister and the little sister. The young and the old.

Ever since Clara showed up at Camp, (Y/N) was there for her.

Sniffling and sobbing was heard behind the Aphrodite cabin—(Y/N) just so happened to hear it. The daughter of love slinked and looked around the corner to see a crying girl. Only about 12.

“Hey...” (Y/N) whispered with a sweet voice. She leaned against the wall and slid down to sit next to the young girl. “What's wrong, honey?”

“Don't call me that..” The girl said with a cracked voice. “Only my dad calls me that! And I can never see him again because I'm in this horrible place!”

“Hey hey,” The daughter of love paused. “It's not that bad.. There's plenty of things to do—and there's monsters trying to kill you... Okay, it's bad...”

(Y/N) stayed silent after her words didn't seem to help the poor girl. So she asked a question; “Do you know your godly parent yet?”

The tearful girl nodded as she sniffled. “Yea... It's.. It's Aphrodite..”

“Then that makes us sisters.” (Y/N) added to her sentence. “Aphrodite's my mother as well.” The young girl looked up, her eyes misty from the tears.

“Really?”

(Y/N) nodded. A soft smile creeping into her complexion—she had Aphrodite's eyes and lips. Her hair texture was from her father though.

“You're very pretty..” The girl sniffed, (Y/N) giggled and smiled at the compliment.

“Thank you! So are you!” The smile plastered on her face only widened.

The sniffling coming from the girl had dimished. She wiped her tears out of the way before looking back at her so-called sister.

“I'm Clara. Clara Baileys.”

“Lovely name, Clara. I'm (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N).”

As the years flew by them, the two sisters had bonded—Clara saw (Y/N) as a true sister. One that protected her and cared for her without a need for reciprocating.

That's why when Luke came into the picture—Clara didn't trust him. She had no proof of this gut feeling, but he just felt off...

But he made (Y/N) happy, right? That's all that mattered... Right?

(Y/N) was happy, she was smiling so much. Clara couldn't take that away from her. Seeing her sister swoon and ramble over how sweet he was with her was endearing to see.

The way he'd kiss her forehead before training, the way he'd treat the Aphrodite kids with extra respect since they were related to (Y/N), even forced the Stoll brothers not to prank the Aphrodite cabin.

He's a good guy, right? Clara thought to herself. Soon her thoughts were interrupted by cheers, Luke had won another spar. So people were praising him.

(Y/N) was right next to him with the biggest smile on her pretty face. Holding onto his shoulder with a loving look in her eyes. It made Clara scoff.

Sometimes she's an idiot... He's weird.. The thoughts that lingered in her mind were broken by the sound of a familiar voice.

“Clara, right?”

The child of Aphrodite snapped her head in the direction of the voice. It was Luke Castellan. With his toned physique and dark curls.

“..Yea?” Clara answered, cocking an eyebrow. She noticed it was retty late, the sun was just setting—she was probably missing dinner, but she wasn't very hungry anyway.

“Care to walk with me?” He asked, his voice as smooth as butter. That same gut feeling Clara always got when she was around him returned.

“Umm..” Clara stuttered before glancing around. “Shouldn't you be in the Dining Pavilion?” She asked. “Or with (Y/N)..?”

“Not hungry. And (Y/N)'s busy with her meal.” Like answered, offering a hand to her. “C'mon. Just follow me.”

Clara reluctantly agreed, standing up and following him close behind.

The sunset was beautiful. The gradation from navy to pinks was gorgeous and stunning in a way no god or goddess could compare.

The stars started to appear, small twinkling lights in the dark night. The moon rose up and shone it's ethereal glimmer

The path they took was... spooky. The trees were large and wide, the branches loomed over the pair like hands ready to grab them at any given time.

Luke was silent, and it made Clara uneasy. What was going to happen? Does anyone know about this? Does (Y/N) know about this?

“Clara,” Luke started, not facing her as they stopped at a secluded area of the trees. “You trust me. Right?”

A million thoughts came rushing through her brain. She wanted to say 'no'. But that could be bad... She could charmspeak him into taking her back? No... (Y/N) would get mad.

“...” Clara stayed silent.

“You do trust me, right Clara?” Luke repeated, now fully stopping in the middle of the area, but still not facing her.

Clara gulped. “Where's this conversation going?” She stuttered out, slightly backing away from his reach.

“Just answer me. C'mon, (Y/N) would answer me.” Luke said, adding on (Y/N)'s name—he's said her name before; but he said it like a slur this time.

What does he want?

“..Not really..” Clara said, gripping onto her camp necklace; with 3 beads, one purple, one red and a yellow one as well.

Luke let out a low noise, Clara couldn't tell if it was a hiss or a laugh. “But your okay with me dating your sister, right?” He asked.

“I guess... It makes her happy..”

“Mhm.” Luke hummed.

“Luke.” Clara asked. “Why'd you bring me here?”

“I have to send a message, of course.” Luke replied, finally turning slightly to face her. “And your the easy target. Weak yet well known. You'll get attention.”

Clara's gut feeling was right—he was dangerous. And if the moon light struck on his features right at that moment, Clara would notice a sharp blade in his hand, Backbiter.

Clara started to back up, still holding onto her necklace, silently begging for help as he walked forward towards her.

“Sorry, Clara. But I need to do this.”

He raised up his blade; ready to strike down the daughter of love, before she heard rustling from the bushes and footsteps running.

SLASH!

The clunk of metal was loud, the sound of a blade falling signified Luke was disarmed. Clara opened her eyes—spotting the familiar strong figure of (Y/N) in front of her.

Backbiter was on the ground, (Y/N) held a protective stance in front of her sister, holding her own blade; which she referred to as “Celosia” (English derivation of ‘Burning’ or ‘Burned’ in Greek, which is kelos)

“Touch her again and I'll cut off your hand!” (Y/N) hissed, holding her balde tightly as she threatened Luke with it. Luke held up his hands in defence.

(Y/N) glanced back at Clara. “Oh praise Mother Rhea, are you alright?!” She said with wide eyes and a panicked expression. The pure concern for Clara was obvious.

(Y/N) held her sister's cheeks with her palms as she checked for any traces of harm on her. “I'm okay..” Clara managed to spit out.

You wouldn't believe the sigh of relief that escaped her lips when she heard her sister's words. “Good.. good.. Now run off and tell the others, tell Chiron. Tell them all..” She whispered as she sent Clara off.

Clara frantically nodded and ran as fast as he legs could take her, dashing past trees and hurdling over rocks.

(Y/N) the slowly turned her head towards back to Luke. A icy cold expression dawned on her face, her eyes showing no sign of love or compassion towards him like she did a few hours ago.

“What. The. FUCK. WAS THAT, LUKE?!”

(Y/N) screamed at him. She was seeing pure red, she looked like she wanted to gut and strangle Luke for laying a finger on her sister, Clara.

The brunet backed up—he had no weapon since Backbiter was laid limp behind her ankle. “Babe! Hi, umm...”

“Don't fucking call me 'babe', you lying, traitorous embarrassment!” (Y/N) hissed at him, her pupils dilating to near atom size.

“(Y/N), you need to hear me out—” Luke tried to excuse his behaviour with words—but could you really explain to your lover why you tried to murder their younger sibling?

According to (Y/N). The answer is; “I'm not going to fucking hear you out! You lied to me! You said you loved me! What kind of a boyfriend would kill their girlfriend's sister?!”

Luke really had no excuse. But he could come clean. “I had to, (Y/N). I had to send a message.”

“To who?!” (Y/N) yelled at him, hrr words growing bitter. Her eyes were misty, she wanted to sob, cry and beg him to tell her it wasn't true.

But she knew he would be lying then.

“You didn't really think I was loyal to the gods, did you? They abandoned us, (Y/N). When was the last time you talked with your mother?” Luke asked rhetorically.

“I don't fuckin' care about my mother right now, I care about why you tried to fucking hurt my sister!” (Y/N) snapped, her brows furrowed at his words.

“The Gods left us to die. Kronos wan—” Luke tried to start before getting cut off by his soon-to-be ex girlfriend.

“Kronos? Kronos?!” She screamed at him. “You've betrayed the camp, your family, the gods! You betrayed me, Luke!”

Luke averted his gaze away as she screamed and yelled at him. Threatening to kill him if he came back to camp. “Get out of here, Luke. before I run Celosia right into your heart.”

Luke's eyes widened at her threat, he would've killed her if she was someone else. “No, I can't leave you.”

“Then you'll die by my blade.”

As (Y/N) said this, she charged forward and attempted to slash at his ribcage. If Luke hadn't moved in time, he would've been in lots of pain.

Luke dodged the blade, falling forward and grabbing his own sword, Backbiter, off the ground. He raised it up and striked down at (Y/N)'s cheek as she was vulnerable from behind.

A gasp was heard, then a scream.

Pearls of blood dripped from her jaw, a gash on her jawline was now present. (Y/N)'s hand insictively went to her cheek, her hand now dyed crimson as the liquid leaked.

A scene flashed before Luke's eyes. Reminding him of this position he once was in—when he got his scar.

Luke couldn't show weakness. No no no, someone would take advantage of that. He simply looked down coldly at her. “The Golden Age is upon us, (Y/N). If only you could be apart of it...”

And with that—Luke Castellan disappeared into the night.

(Y/N) layed there, tears streaming down her cheeks as the blood leaked down her neck and slipped into her mouth. Sobbing over her lover's betrayal.

She heard footsteps. And the two familiar voices calling her name.

“(Y/N)?” That was Clara. Her younger sister.

“(Y/N)!” That was Silena. Her older sister by a few months.

(Y/N) called back with a cracked voice. “Here..!” She replied to their yells. The two ran over to their sister, Silena slid to her knees, holding (Y/N)'s bloody cheek with a worried expression.

“Clara told us everything..” Silena answered (Y/N) confused expression, how she wondered why them came. “Where's Luke?” She asked.

Another soft sob escaped from (Y/N). “He's... Luke has betrayed camp.. We're no longer safe here! He knows how camp works! He'll tell them all!”

Silena's eyes widened at her words. Clara nodded her head, before speaking; “Chiron's coming over.. He'll heal up that gash as best he can... Are..Are you okay?”

(Y/N) sniffed, before Silena wiped her tears out of her face, moving her hair away from her complexion. “Oh poor honey..” Silena hummed.

(Y/N) looked back at the ravenette, before bursting into tears. Sobbing into Silena's CHB shirt, making her orange shoulder red with her old blood.

“I hate him... I hate him, I swear!” (Y/N) spoke, but her words came out muffled and crokey from crying. “I want to go home..”

Silena nodded, helping (Y/N) up as Clara held her sister's hand tightly. “Thank you..” She whispered to (Y/N).

(Y/N) nodded at Clara before the Aphrodite trio walked back to camp, (Y/N) looking like a hot mess. A gash on her jaw (that'll will only heal into a scar), messy hair, and ruined mascara running down her face.

“I hate him..”

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[bloodynereid]

Can I request Jordan Li x reader dating headcanons where reader is Andre’s twin sister who’s ability is to covert energy into physical things such as force fields and blasts? Take like, Gwen from Ben 10 for example

Psych Classes & Lakes | headcanons

pairing: jordan li x fem! reader

tw: alcohol consumption, mentions of weed, bad parents, nothing else really

description: the evolution of your relationship with jordan from your first meeting to beyond God U.

a/n: hii once again apologies for taking so long to write this. also sry for this being kind of short - i hope you enjoy either way <333 lmk ur thoughts and my requests are open atm even if i may take a while to get to them lol.

You grew up in the spotlight alongside Andre. You were the Wonder Twins as Vought had decided to dub you, which was horribly cheesy but worked for their marketing scheme somehow. The relationship between you and Andre was never strained or hurt because you lived your lives as Polarity’s children. Mostly you just got into arguments whenever Andre hid his weed from you.

Even if Andre had inherited his powers from your father you got something you considered was way better. You had the ability to manipulate matter into force fields, blasts and had advanced healing. Which is what initially got you to bond with Jordan.

It was around the first month of God U when you first met Jordan in a supe psych class, something that you had always found fascinating.

You both had instantly connected about your love of psychology and the similarity of your powers. You introduced them to the little friend group you and Andre had started to create and they fit in seamlessly.

Over the course of freshman year you very much fell for Jordan - who wouldn’t? And thankfully they also feel for you. Your brother and the rest of your friends constantly teased the two of you to make a move, something that didn’t happen until the summer before sophomore year.

You had invited Jordan over to your family’s lake house - because obviously Polarity would have a lake house, and you spent the entirety of a month lounging around in the hot sun and just talking.

It was a particularly hot and sticky summer night when you and Jordan were lying on the deck sipping from one of the many bottles that your dad had stashed up here for fancy parties.

Bourbon must have been the thing to give you enough courage to finally just kiss Jordan or maybe it was the way that the moonlight highlighted their features just right.

Your first kiss was a sort of clumsy affair but your second kiss… oh that was the kind of thing that the poets wrote about.

The relationship between the two of you only continued to blossom during your sophomore year and the summer after. Jordan organized little dates which honestly made you question why they ever thought of themselves as not being romantic.

Meeting the parents was another matter… one that had actually caused one of your first big fights as a couple. In the end your dad ended up being incredibly supportive of the two of you but… Jordan’s parents were a different matter. Let’s just say that you spent the next few days after that encounter binging random CW shows in bed together.

Andre was your relationship’s biggest fan. When you told him about him he just laughed and said that it was about time because you almost made him lose a bet against Cate.

You and Jordan may have had your ups and downs but you made it through the chaos of God U together and somehow managed to score big city contracts. You were each other’s rock. You were there through everything for Jordan and they did the same for you.

Maybe happy endings for supes actually happened, you and Jordan were an example of that.

ahhh that was fun to write - i should do headcanons more often <3

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[vampykween]

Okay all I can think about is toxic ex husband Simon actually trying to get you back. Like he sees another man talking to you and you smiling and laughing and he sees red and just realizes how awful he's been. He needs you and his girls back in his life. Or maybe he says he misses the kids so you let him come over, and yes he misses the kids but he also misses you. Brings flowers and stays off his phone and actually pays attention to you and your girls.

Also thinking about toxic (heavy on the toxic) ex husband simon not accepting things. Maybe he has a recruit stage a break in at your house, get you scared and running right back to him. Maybe he didn't actually let the divorce papers get filed, just let you think they did. You think he's letting you go that easily?

Or or orrr he is over to see the girls (and you) and he overhears you (is very sneakily eavesdropping) while you're on the phone with a friend talking about the divorce. You say something about think he was probably cheating on you since he was so disinterested in you. He is so disappointed in himself, just thinking like 'was I really that horrible that she thinks I did that?'

Lol I have so many scenarios bouncing around up there

anon phew omg! you’re feeding me with these ideas. hell you could take over! i adore your mind. feel free to send me any and all scenarios you have. i’m obsessed truly and welcome it all! <3

i know i’ve made toxichusband!simon an absolutely douche, but i do love the idea that he’d be sitting alone in an empty house realizing he’s wasting his life away when he could be putting in the work to get in your good graces and try to show you he’s capable of changing. whether you believe him or not hmm i don’t know, but but but i do believe you’re a hopeless romantic and secretly you’d love for time to turn back and for everything to go back to how it used to be. you’d try not to give too much of a reaction when simon shows up on your doorstep each time with little gifts for you, but internally you’re swooning and falling for him again. there was always going to be a part of you that loved simon especially when you saw him everyday in the faces in your daughters.

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adding in his eavesdropping simon would definitely beat himself up over the idea that you think he’d be capable of infidelity. not that being a borderline absent husband and father was any better, but he would never do that to you! simon was more just checked out of life in general, marriage and kids always seemed out of the realm of possibility and then suddenly it was and he didn’t handle it as gracefully as he promised he would. (not to be a simon sympathizer but…)

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extra toxichusband!simon would absolutely do something shady to get you to rely on him. what are you thinking trying to have a life outside of him? he’s no rookie and can lie through his teeth so easily it even fools you, and you know him inside and out. oh the divorce papers? already filed, love. although, let’s not hold our breath if the process takes a little longer than expected (he definitely shredded them in his office. what an insane idea you had thinking you could ever leave him!) he’d also be such a manipulator omg! constantly reminding you that going through with the divorce will tear the family apart and that the girls will resent you forever. he’s got two little daddy’s girls wrapped around his finger, you wouldn’t sever that precious bond, now would you?

#mic answers #toxichusband!simon #toxichusband!ghost #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x f!reader

[oneforthemunny]

you make loving fun |older!dilf!eddie munson x reader| part 9

prompt: after a long week, eddie is exhausted. you come over to help him unwind.

reader is 26 and Eddie is 42. age gap relationship, but everything is consensual.

eddie edit by @eddiemunsons-missingnipple thank you love <3

contains: age gap, older!dilf!Eddie, angsty, mentions of trauma (relationship, parent), dad guilt, relationship guilt, Eddie is a little insecure and vulnerable in this, language, p in v sex at the end. minors dni

Eddie was exhausted.

The kind of exhausted that had him collapsing on the couch when he got home, staring at the blank TV screen, still in his work coveralls covered in grease and oil. Nothing played on the screen, the remote situated in Eddie's stained hands, but he couldn't bring himself to turn it on, simply staring straight ahead.

The past few days had been hard. Eddie had been working overtime at the shop, two of his guys had come down with the flu, and the icy roads brought in more cars than he could handle.

To make thing worse, Brielle was furious at him. After he'd come home the night before, bones aching and heavy, all he'd wanted was to relax. His plans quickly turned when Brielle came to him, sheepishly holding a slip that needed to be signed. A detention slip.

Eddie had snapped, he knew he shouldn't have but he did. Tired and agitated that Brielle had left the school's campus again.

"Daddy, I just went to get lunch!" She whined, a high pitched shrill that had him wincing, shutting his eyes and rubbing his temple.

"Brielle, you're not supposed to leave-"

"Well, maybe if you'd actually grocery shop, I would have lunch to eat, and I wouldn't have to leave!" Brielle snapped, hateful and mean.

Eddie knew she didn't mean it. That she was just trying to deflect and pin the blame elsewhere (a manipulative tactic she'd unfortunately inherited from Gina), but it didn't make him feel any less horrible. He had forgotten to go grocery shopping, again. He'd meant to go, but he'd been so busy.

Guilt filled his chest, heavy and suffocating, embarrassment and anger- at himself, mainly- flooded his veins. Eddie had screamed at her in frustration, demanding she go to her room, that she wasn't to leave for the night. The night ended with crying, hurling hateful words, and slamming doors.

Eddie held his head in his hands, smoking his cigarettes furiously out on the porch. He felt his stomach churn. He hated yelling at Brielle, prided himself in rarely ever loosing his cool like that. Every time he did, he felt horrible.

He felt like his dad.

Gina's biting tone from years before, when they were still married always rang through his head, haunting him and leaving his mind spiraling. "You scream at her and act just like your dad did!" She'd barked at him, one particularly nasty fight. "And when she wants nothing to do with you, Eddie, just like you want nothing to do with him, you'll have no one to blame but yourself!"

Eddie had felt sick, sobbing and crumbling in front of her, not for the first time. Gina hadn't even met his father, didn't know anything about him other than what Eddie had told her. When he'd rambled, spilling his anxieties about being a good father, not wanting to be like his dad. She had cooed at him, sickly sweet smile assuring him he'd be nothing like him, just for her to always use it against him. Hit him in his weakest spots.

Eddie wished he'd never told her that.

Eddie hadn't slept all night. When he'd gone to talk to Brielle, she was asleep, her tear stained cheeks didn't make him feel any better. Guilt and nerves wracked his chest, keeping him tossing and turning all night.

By the time the morning came, Brielle was gone to school and not coming home until Monday night from Gina's. Eddie had sent her a text, telling her to have a good day and he that loved her. She'd only replied with a cold and short, 'you too'.

Eddie went through the whole day, mind racing and keeping him distracted. He went through every 'what if', beat himself up, convincing himself Brielle would hate him forever.

On top of it all, his back was aching. Shooting pains that had him grunting and wincing with every step, and he couldn't find his medicine. He needed to go back to the doctor before he hurt himself further, but they'd want him to take time off- take it easy. He didn't have time for that.

The doorbell chimed through the silent house, making him jump, eyes snapping forward. Eddie groaned when he stood up, pain setting back into his lower spine as he shuffled to the door.

You stood there, looking as beautiful as ever in your little slip dress that had Eddie grinning. "Hey, baby," You chirped, stepping forward to press a kiss to him. "D'ya just get home?"

Eddie nodded, one hand still on his spine and other holding onto the door. You cocked your head to the side. "Long day?" You asked, he nodded again, long sigh out of his nose. You frowned. "D'ya still wanna go out?"

Eddie's face fell, blinking as he looked down at you. He groaned, leaning his head against the door. "Fuck, baby, I'm-" He shook his head. "'M so sorry. I-I completely forgot."

You watched the way he winced, like he expected you to yell, scream, berate him. Instead you furrowed your brows, concern lacing your features. "That's alright, honey, we can go another time." You hummed, thumb padding across his cheek. "You feelin' ok? You look..."

"Like shit?" Eddie scoffed.

"Tired." You said, cupping his cheek.

Eddie nodded, deep breath that had your eyes flashing to his carefully. "I am." He admitted softly. "'M real sorry, baby. I-I can go get ready real quick, just let me shower and take my meds-"

"Eddie," You said firmly, giving him a stern stare, hands on your hips like you gave your classroom when they were talking during a lesson. You ran a hand down his arm, tense under the touch. "Let's just stay in tonight. Take it easy, you need to."

Eddie hesitated, lips pressing together, eyes furiously reading your expression for any signs that you were upset. You grabbed his arm, stepping into the house. "C'mon, I can order us pizza. Where do you want?" You asked, moving into the kitchen, slipping your heels off and kicking them into the corner.

Eddie watched you, carefully, shutting the door. He moved into the kitchen, hand still cradling his lower back. "We don't have to get pizza if you don't want. Just let me know where you'd like. Anywhere, I can-" You looked up at him, forehead furrowing when you saw him. "Honey, is your back actin' up again?"

Eddie's face flushed in embarrassment. He knew you didn't care that he was older, and that his back had been hurting since his mid-thirties, but it still hurt his ego a little, knowing he showed signs of aging in that way. Wear and tear that could slow him up from time to time.

Eddie shook his head, and you tutted at him, spinning around to the medicine cabinet, fingers thumbing through the bottles until you found the orange bottle you were looking for. Twisting the lid, you popped two pills into your hand, reaching into the fridge for a water.

"Eddie, you've got to take your medicine when your back starts hurting." You sighed, shutting the fridge with your hip. "Before it gets bad like this."

You handed them to him, watching him toss them back before you handed him the water. He was quiet, cautious. You sighed softly, hand running over his cheek.

"How about I run you a bath? That way you don't have to put as much strain on your back, ok?" You suggested, swiping at his curly bangs. Your hands moved down his body, gently massaging each kink and knot you felt through his scratchy, thick coveralls.

"You don't..." Eddie shook his head, swallowing around the lump in his throat. He wasn't sure why you were being like this, so caring and kind for him. He felt guilty. He'd forgotten your date and now was making you dote on him.

"Bunny, I can just shower, and we can still go out." Eddie insisted, quickly, forcing a smile but his eyes crinkling when he moved betrayed him.

You frowned at him. "Eddie," You warned, lifting a brow. "You need to rest." You poked his chest gently. "I can feel your stress from over here." You teased.

Eddie snorted, shaking his head. "'M fine, I promise." He said softly. "I really feel better already. Just give me thirty minutes, and I'll-"

You held up your hand to him. "Eddie, I'm not listening to you." You said, glaring at him. "I'm not listening to anything else unless it's what you want me to order, and where you keep your bubble bath stuff."

Twenty minutes later you'd called in the pizza, filling up the tub with warm water that steamed and rose to your face, warming your cheeks. You poured in the lavender scented bubble wash, stirring for hand through the water.

Eddie watched you from the doorway. You'd asked commanded him to take his work clothes off, making a mental note to treat the stains in them before they settled in worse.

"I think it's ready." You grinned, wiping your hand on your t-shirt you changed in to. It was Eddie's, but it was your favorite one. Soft and from his youth, from when he'd seen Ozzy in concert in '91.

Eddie hummed, shuffling over to you without much protest. As much as he wanted to, the water did look inviting. The candles you'd lit adding more comforting ambience to the mood.

"You gonna get in with me?" Eddie asked, a wicked, suggestive grin on his face.

You giggled, shaking your head. "Someone's gotta get the pizza." You said, rubbing his bare leg when he dropped his boxers, stepping into the tub with a groan. "But I'll stay with you. Keep you company if you want."

Eddie nodded, sinking into the water. "Please." He sighed, feeling the hot water soothe his muscles, stretching out into the tub. It was a little tight with his long limbs, but it felt nice, deep enough to cover him.

You rolled a hand towel, lifting his head so he could rest on it, a makeshift bath pillow. You made a mental note to order him one, a little gift for him since he was always giving you ones.

Eddie muttered a thank you, eyes fluttering close as the warmth of the water wrapped around him. You smiled, heart warming at seeing him like this. You liked taking care of him. He always took such good care of you, and you liked returning the favor.

"So," You said softly, stroking a wet curl behind his ear. "What happened?"

Eddie sighed, long and tired, out his nose, his eyes still shut. "How long you got?" He teased, edge of his lips curling up softly into a smile.

He told you about work, how stressful it had been, how he'd managed to tweak his back. You ran your hand through his hair, smiling when he leaned into your touch. Your head propped in your hand when he talked about Brielle, sympathetically pouting with him.

"...I just," Eddie sighed, frustrated. "I don't like yelling at her like that, ya know?" His eyes opened, looking at you carefully.

You nodded, fingers skating over his muscles. His shoulders tensed when he talked about it. "I don't want her to hate me, ya know?" He sighed. "I'm always the one who has to get onto her, though. Gina won't ever. I'm always the bad guy."

Your heart fell, anger rising and bubbling in your chest at the mention of Eddie's ex-wife. Of course she painted Eddie out to be the bad guy, you don't know why you thought she might have the decency to not do that to their child.

"You're not the bad guy," You mumbled softly. "You're a dad. You're parenting her."

Eddie scoffed lightly, looking down at his hands in the water. "Yeah, and I'm not good at it." He muttered. "Brie wouldn't even talk to me today." Eddie paused, lip starting to tremble. He tightened them quickly before you could see.

"I don't want her to hate me." He admitted, eyes shining when he looked up at you. Your breath caught gently. You'd never seen him like this, vulnerable. "I just... I wanna be a good dad, and I don't... I don't want to fuck her up. Like my dad did."

Your heart crumbled, sinking and aching in your chest. "Eddie," You cooed gently, cupping his cheek. "Baby, you're so good to her. She loves you, Eddie."

Eddie shook his head. "Eddie, yes," You insisted, firmly. "Why do you think she's over here all the time? She's a teenager, they're really stupid. I was one not that long ago, believe me." You cringed slightly at the wording, blushing when he raised a brow at you.

"I mean, whatever, you know what I mean." You giggled. "You take such good care of her. You take such good care of me, and everybody else."

"I don't." Eddie grumbled.

Your brows furrowed, pulling your hand away and fixing him with a stern glare. "Stop saying that. Who's put this in your head, Eddie?" You asked, firm but gentle, heart aching at the way his eyes softened sadly. You had your answer.

"Eddie, you're a good dad, a good boyfriend, a good man. You're good." You said, sincerely.

Eddie clenched his jaw, fighting the emotions bubbling in his chest and creeping up his throat. He wouldn't cry in front of you, he couldn't let himself. But you could tell how much it meant to him, especially when he reached his soapy hand out, intertwining his fingers in yours and giving you a squeeze.

"You're good," Eddie repeated, eyes shining at you. "Too good to me, bunny. Y'didn't have to do all this for me."

You smiled, leaning forward to kiss him sweetly, gently. "I'm happy to." You grinned, your nose still on his. "I kinda like gettin' to take care of you like this." You admitted, a blush dusting your cheeks.

Eddie scoffed. "'M supposed to be takin' care of you, baby."

You smiled. "You do." You said, hand stroking down his cheek.

Eddie stayed in the bath until the pizza arrived, fingers shriveled and pruned, but he felt better. Soothed from the inside out, his back pain minimizing to a dull ache.

You two sat on the couch, cuddled together eating pizza, watching some movie Eddie had never seen before. A rom-com that when he told you that, you gawked at him in disbelief.

You'd managed to get Eddie into the bed early, with the promise of a massage. You straddled him, hands working over his tight and sore muscles while he groaned, muttering underneath you about how good it felt.

The night took a turn you didn't expect, but you didn't reject. Eddie on his back, hand gripping your waist while you rode him, slow and passionate. You leaned down, hands on his shoulders, your chest on his.

Eddie groaned in your ear, feeling you clench around him, your lips working on his neck, at the spot right under his ear that had his toes curling.

"Easy, baby," You cooed when he clenched beneath you. "You don't wanna- oh fuck- hurt your back." You whined breathlessly.

"Keep going," Eddie growled, hands gripping the meat of your ass. "Don't stop. 'M so close."

You felt yourself clench, stuttering your movements while you chased your own orgasm. Eddie was twitching in you, balls drawn up tight, he was close.

You pulled off him slowly, lewd squelch filling the room. You ignored his whines of protest, an evil glint in your eyes when you crawled down his body, pumping him a few times before shoving him down your throat.

Eddie groaned when your nose touched his hairy base. He smelled like lavender and soap from the bath. His hands found your hair, gripping as he spilled down your throat.

You wiped your mouth, smiling at him when you sat up, enjoying how he panted, catching his breath. "Fuck, you're so good to me." Eddie whispered, reaching out for you. "C'mere, bunny."

You climbed beside him, face pressed to his chest, running your hand down his still lotion-slicked body. Eddie pressed kisses into your head, holding you tight.

"Thanks f'takin care of me." Eddie whispered into your hair.

You looked up at him with a small smile. "I'll always take care of you, Eddie. You don't have to thank me." You said, hand running down his tummy.

Eddie smiled, pressing a kiss to your lips, passionate and needy. You sighed against the kiss, letting him melt into you. You knew he wasn't used to having someone care for him, love him with no string attached- tonight made that very obvious. But you were determined to prove to him that you were, that he deserved to be loved that way.

Loved the way he loved you.

#oneforthemunny #munnytalks #funsonmunson #older!dilf!eddie munson #older!dilf!eddie #older!eddie munson x reader #older!eddie munson #older!eddie #dilf!eddie munson #dilf!eddie munson x reader #dad!eddie munson #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader angst #eddie munson x reader angst #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie x fem!reader #eddie x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson

[iifishizzleii]

i feel so horrible for gwen, because you can literally see the toll of her best friend’s death on her and how it affected her entire SPIRAL.

like it started when her dad thought she’d killed him, and how she couldn’t even tell the him the truth because she was afraid of how he would react if he knew the person he thought killed the boy who was like his son was his daughter. then, when she does reveal her identity to him, it’s under pressure and due to her circumstances, so she’s not comfortable or willing, and neither she nor her father were in the right mindset to hear each other out. this led to something that was MOST definitely a traumatic experience for her, and Gwen didn’t even get time to process it before she ran.

and then the confidence she felt in her relationship with Miles and the confidence she had in HERSELF is withered, by the two adults who took her in when she was at her most vulnerable.

Jessica is constantly switching between kind and understanding, to cold and demanding with her, and it’s obvious how badly Gwen is trying to work with it to satisfy her. she asks Jessica to adopt her as soon as she sees her in action, showing how quickly Gwen got attached to her, most likely because she was kind of a filler for the mom she never had. which is precisely why it makes Gwen so much more emotionally open to being manipulated. (she literally gave Gwen the silent treatment for five seconds and it sent my girl into a panic mode. like. what.)

and Miguel is revealing all these things about how the Multiverse is gonna fall apart, and people are gonna die if she doesn’t do something about Miles—the only other person she can relate to because he’s just like her; a teenager wearing a mask, trying to be what the worlds wants them to be, failing, and going through things no kid should. he’s her reflection, except he’s so much more than she is, and she knows and loves that about him, but Miguel is showing her everything he’s done “wrong”, and Miguel is the only current male role model in her life, so obviously she’s going to look up to him.

neither of them even bothered to help her fix what happened with her dad, too. they just let her go along with them for MONTHS, utilizing how desperate Gwen was for some semblance of a family to get her to catch other anamolies.

she doesn’t do what she did to Miles consciously, and it’s blatant because every time Miles gets closer to his freedom, or he does something incredible, she’s always proud of him. and when he’s hurt, she looks just as pained (and guilty).

she was torn between helping Miles, or helping the Spider Society, but when he showed her that there was more than just the options every Spider Man was handed, and that the impossible can be possible, Gwen learned from it and grew.

Miles helped her, and saved her dad in the process (because he quit before becoming captain). she finna return that favor in the second movie.

#gwen stacy #gwen spiderverse #spider gwen #miles morales #atsv miles #miles atsv #miles spiderverse #miles and gwen #gwen stacy supremacy #jessica drew #jessica spiderverse #miguel o'hara #atsv miguel #miguel spiderverse #spider man atsv #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spider man across the spiderverse spoilers #atsv gwen #miguel atsv

[lunarbreaksblog]

Note: this for the courage the cowardly dog ask anon— I'm so sorry for this being late (reality happened) and then my stupid Tumblr was weird. Hope you enjoy

How RID!Autobots + Steeljaw would react to an earth-born Cybertronian

So what if you were a little different from the rest of your family— you metallic, them soft. Your parents still loved you and that was what mattered to you.

So what if you could see things that no one saw? What if you knew those things wanted to do horrible things to your parents? You were big enough (quite literally) to protect them and yourself!

Even when your 'people' found you— other cybertronians like you... But they were different. Maybe you were the one that was different. More isolated than ever, you cut off ties with them, you'd stay with your parents. The people that loved you.

Bumblebee

He didn't have the friendly father figure vibe or enough charisma to get you to open up about your situation before you cut ties.

Was really looking forward on how when team prime and him was last on earth, how come they never found you?

You're definitely a youngster— with major anxiety that he can sympathize with. He was also a kid once.

However, there's something different with you, you linger at empty spaces, sometimes even having conversations with things that aren't there. You have a permanent shiver that seems to rack through your body.

Strongarm

She's not much help— she makes you feel quite worthless, since you know nothing about fighting or anything cybertronian. You just simply know the things that your parents have taught you.

She feels quite guilty when you leave, she confines to Bee about it, whom says that yes , she should've tried to be more friendly but how would've she known or any of them that you would just leave

Sideswipe

He teases you about your vision and pretends that he can see them too. It annoys the hell out of you. Soon Bee puts a stop to his teasing and then Sideswipe is forced to do nightly patrols for a month.

Feels very guilty when you leave, Bee would comfort him and he does but not like he does with Strongarm since Sideswipe was acting like a child

Grimlock

Knows how being different from everyone else can really deteriorate your mental health— doesn't show it but he knows mental health since well he's quite different to a standard Autobot.

You and him get along quite well— you actually tell him about the things you see, the entities that want to hurt your parents and your friends. He immediately knows that you have some underlying mental illness. He doesn't know what but he'll support and try to help you.

You actually tell him that your going to go back to your parents for a bit.

He chuckles and says “sure, we'll be waiting here for you”

Acts like a buffoon when Bee questions him about you— your secret is safe with him after all you got to know him quite well.

Steeljaw

Quite the manipulative bastard that he is, he tries to make you feel that he understands you. That what he's doing will better help you and your 'parents' since the Autobots will surely separate you guys apart.

That's why you need to join him so he and his gang can help you stop the Bots from taking them back to Cybertron.

You don't know better and believe after you leave the autobots.

Steeljaw doesn't believe that you see things but entertains you since that makes you easier to manipulate.

Feel free to request!

#transformers #transformers imagine #transformers rid2015 #robots in disguise #rid2015 #bumblebee x reader #bumblebee #strongarm #strongarm x reader #sideswipe #sideswipe x reader #steeljaw #steeljaw x reader #grimlock x reader #grimlock #imagine #x reader #tf rid 2015 #Sideswipe and Strongarm are Bumblebee's kids #you cannot convince me otherwise

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

(Opinions Guys Idk)

Bruce Wayne has been a father for over ten years.

He's delt with any issue children vomiting on his shoes runny noses tears he's got you.

He's also buried his children been covered in their blood helped calm down panic attacks. He might not be the best but he's always tried.

There is however one tiny thing that he can say he's never prepared for no amount of contingencies ever can make him ready.

Any form of high society interaction with Tim.

Watching his third son with a smirk that's deadly convincing the richest to give practically all they have to him.

Manipulating board members, blackmailing politicians.

He looks so much like his mother.

Bruce sees his other children they look uncomfortable he once watched Stephanie yell at Tim that she doesn't understand him that he's horrible for doing it.

Jason calling him a rich prick which he was grounded for not that it has ever stopped his second son.

Another gala happened tonight the entire family was present and now watching once again all of his children even sweet Dickie lecturing Tim.

"Seriously Timmy it's just a little much don't you think"

"Boy Wonder that was disgusting who taught you to act like that"

"Timbers I'm all for fucking with people but what the fuck"

He sees the heartbreak painting Red Robin's face he can feel his own reflect it.

His tiny little sweetheart who learned at his mothers knee, his baby boy who works so hard for the company. Who's done tremendous things the only one of them to actually get the respect of the people of Gotham he can't watch it.

"That's enough," Growls out of him.

All of his children freeze looking at him Damian who has remained quiet looking at his brother with nothing but respect turns hurt masked.

"Your brother did amazing tonight, in a way this was an oversight on my part none of you were specifically trained how to act around the Gotham elite. Tim was raised by Janet Drake who was known as the dragon of Gotham".

They start to shift confusion practically pouring out of them.

He looks straight at Tim as he walks forward placing his hand on his shoulder.

" I might not alway agree with how your mother raised you I wish she did a lot differently sweetheart."

A sharp smile begins to paint both Tim's and Damian's faces.

They understand that he is speaking to both of them the only two to really understand.

"But she raised you to know that power that you hold to be able to rule which isn't something I could your siblings are wrong." He turns to glare especially at Stephanie and Jason.

"I'm not saying what you did is right morally it can be questionable however you both know what to do in situations like that experience that none of your siblings could ever have."

He breathes knowing he might anger his children throwing in their faces that they weren't born with silver spoons they have to fight and claw to be where they are.

"This is both Damian and Tim's territory neither are going into crime alley or the narrows and telling you what to do. You don't get to complain about how they were raised or how they handle situations you have no prior knowledge of." He sees that at least Dick is understanding a light entering his eyes

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So this is the beggining of a story kinda talking about the difference between how Damian and Tim were raised compared to everyone else.

This was something me and a mutual have been working on but we are disagreeing about it.

They think it's fine I don't know.

Could I get opinions because I personally think it is fascinating how Tim is raised versus others not in a negative or positive.

However I think the way we have done some of it mind you this is almost a twenty chapter fanfiction. Might be slightly not good.

I wanted to explain how Tim and Damian would have an advantage their mother raised badass sons who know how powerful they can be.

They were raised rich and with the world at their fingertips but I think we made it sounds very bashy I need thoughts please let me know.

This is only not even a chapter but I wanted to give something of reference.

I think the privilege is slightly too heavy handed and it makes it sounds like the Rich are better idk. 

#tim drake #batfamily #jason todd #dick grayson #damian wayne #batfam #fanfic ideas #bamf batfamily #I need opinions please let me know and be honest. #this is a rough draft unfinished hot mess

[distort-opia]

you know i often see people throwing around the claim "joker r*ped/sa'd barbara in tkj" (mainly to shame people for liking the joker or batjokes) even though alan moore has dedunked it at some point. like the only piece of media i can think of with joker as a rapist is the azzarello graphic novel which is shit and doesn't need to be accepted as canon. i know it's kinda of a touchy subject but i'd be interested to hear your thoughts

Well. You've pretty much said it, to be honest.

Even a cursory Google search will reveal that Azzarello's Joker (2008) is a one-off, non-canon story. The just as much stand-alone sequel, Batman: Damned has a grieving Harley Quinn almost force herself on Bruce, and yet I haven't heard people say Harley is a rapist. Hell, didn't Batman and Harley Quinn (2017) have Harley and Nightwing sleep together... with pretty dubious consent on Dick's side? And yet fans are able to acknowledge that these are not canon storylines and that the writer matters a lot-- in the case of the latter, it's co-written by Bruce Timm, who is infamous for his shitty portrayal of female characters (also see the animation Batman: The Killing Joke, in which Barbara very assertively has sex with Batman, because that's of course the only way a woman can exercise power). Actually, Barbara's character has suffered so much... there's even Batman Beyond 2.0 #28, in which Bruce apparently got Barbara pregnant, Dick's girlfriend at the time.

But we all dismiss these storytelling choices because we know they're idiotic. They go against the core of the characters, simple as that. Why is Joker not allowed the same? While what he canonically did to Barbara in TKJ was horrible, rape did not happen, and that's a fact. Any other implications of sexual assault can only be connected to Frank Miller's writing in the TDKR series (not canon), or that horrible (and again, not canon) book adaptation of TKJ by Christa Faust and Gary Phillips. Unfortunately, there are always some writers who think that it's just darker and grittier and cooler, more shocking to have Joker attempt rape or resort to sexual means of intimidation; though it's funny how it happens that these are also generally controversial writers for their sexist depictions of women.

But we do know why Joker is not afforded the same kind of treatment as other characters who got butchered by out-of-character stories, canon or otherwise. He's become the punching bag of the DC fandom; it's so easy to proclaim loud and proud these days how much you hate the Joker and want him dead. If you're an anti and looking to feel morally righteous and signal to your echo chamber how good and pure you are, it's a low hanging fruit to latch onto Joker and criticize him for all he's done. The problem, of course, is when these people start attacking actual, real-life fans over their fictional preferences, shipping or otherwise.

But to give a more general conclusion, and my actual opinion on the matter: Joker is a master manipulator. His main schtick is literally getting Batman to kill him by orchestrating all manner of situations; he manipulates his doctors, his henchmen, he manipulates Gotham itself through the media on countless occasions. The very reason why he did what he did to Barbara in TKJ was to manipulate her father into having a mental breakdown. Joker picks people to break and then breaks them psychologically, that is his MO. What he wants is to expose the people around him, he wants to show that deep down, everyone is rotten.

It probably becomes obvious why rape is inconsistent with this mindset. Joker isn't the kind of monster to make things happen by brute force, he's the kind of monster to manipulate people into the worst versions of themselves and then laugh at them as they hate themselves for it. He'll murder and torture and imply any manner of atrocity to make that happen, but the source of his glee is seeing people fall into the same dark pit, devoid of humanity, he's chosen to live in. (And don't even get me started on the fact that Joker was canonically shown to have been a victim of sexual assault himself as a child, in Batman: Streets of Gotham. As an adult, he's depicted as gruesomely taking revenge on the man who did it. Something tells me there's more than one reason why Joker would not resort to rape, and it goes beyond MOs or agendas.)

#I got a bit long but alas #this was prompted by whatever twitter meltdown is currently happening wasn't it #heard about it and heaved a long sigh. this is why I stay away from that hell hole #asks #long post #joker #rape mention #discussion of rape #fandom negativity

[tmcsartstuff]

Long af rant about Velvette's old design and character as I share my art of her :D

Pilot Velvette/ Og Velvette gives extreme babydoll harley quinn vibes, which is a stark contrast from how she ended up being in the show. I like to imagine that something extreme happened to her, like a horrible breakup or betrayal, and she went all crazy. This is the version of her we see in the pilot. The Voxtagram stories seemed to lean into this, depicting her as more immature, bratty, and murderous. She also depended more on Vox and Val like she saw them more as father figures than co-workers. (Just a thought.) However, as she adapted more to the landscape of hell she became the Velvette in the show; A fashion icon girlboss who is much more independent and while not serious, much more mature than her pilot counterpart, and even the other Vees. They ditched her psycho vibe to replace it with something that made more sense to her character.

Something that I personally wonder is: Why was Velvette like this in the beginning if she was meant to focus on fashion? A puffy Lolita dress goes against the Vees whole idea of being up to date, so what was the original vision for her? People have complained about Velvette already having too much going on for her, being both the overlord of fashion, master of social media, backbone of the vees, selling a love potion, etc. If those ideas were already there, did they just think a crazy serial killer girl would be even more extra clutter to her personality? 

A concept many fans I've talked with is if the Vees personalities in the pilot stayed. Val would be pretty much the same, but the other two were almost different characters. In the Voxtagram stories, Vox let Val beat him around, had a goofy pet, and seemed to care less about his public image to remain more villainous. Velvette I already discussed was extremely different, the only thing connecting her to our Velvette is her connection with the Vees and fashion.  In this universe, would Velvette see Vox and Val as toxic dads who kept breaking up and getting back together again, instead of seeing them as equals and KEEPING THEM TOGETHER? it's a wild shift. 

Essentially, Pilot Velvette acted more like a bratty little girl, while her show version acts more like a annoyed but controlling teen. We see her pilot look as her profile picture, so this 'phase' of hers is still canon. I know she already died as an adult, which is why I'm so curious as to why she originally acted this way. Did Viv think she would be a better contrast to Vox and Val like this? To be fair, a spoiled brat AND annoyed girlboss are both contrasts of their personalities, just two different approaches. Was their originally going to be a backstory for her as to why she was this way? or was she just crazy to BE manipulative? or you know, just liked murder while looking cute like Niffty. speaking of Niffty…

I think Niffty is the most likely reason why they changed Velvette's design and personality. we already have a little crazy girl who admires 2 men she sees as older figures and enjoys murder for mysterious reasons. It mightv'e seemed a little counter-intuitive if there was 2 versions of the same character stereotype. Another reason they could've changed her is that she stands out more. If we're supposed to take Velvette as an overlord seriously, how are we supposed to do that when she leans back on the other two guys and looks like she's from a horror movie? Sure, I'm positive pilot Velvette could've been intimidating at times when she got legitimately frightening. however, this didn't seem like her vibe 95% of the time. It might've made her blend more into the background of the Vees than she practically already does. (Which is just a problem for female Vivzie characters but that's a whole separate rant.)

A headcanon of mine is that this was just her psycho little girl brat phase, and she is hella embarrassed over it. like a teen being embarrassed over their phases of when they were a kid. and Vox and Val would constantly piss her off by reminding her of it. That could lead to some fun banter in the future I would love to see as a reference to the pilot. 

Anyways, sorry for the literal Essay I wrote here again, just a ton of over-analyzing which I'm best at. Personally, I do vibe with Velvette's new design and character for the show, I just cant help but think of why she used to be so different and arguably had the BIGGEST character shift from pilot to show In Hazbin Hotel.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel rant #hazbin hotel character analysis #velvette hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin hotel velvette #hazbin #rants n rambles #pilot velvette #character analysis #hazbin hotel vees #hazbin hotel thoughts #hazbin hotel pilot #ok but seriously why was she changed the most?? #Deep deep deep dive lol #fanart #my art #art #hazbin fanart #hazbin hotel fanart #this is long I know #Character thoughts #character theory #hazbin hotel characters #hazbin hotel theory #Heyyy sorry I’m not super active but I will rant for way too long when I want

[i-am-traveling-the-multifandom]

Bombastic Side-Eye

Team black supporters: Alicent is literally stealing Rhaenyra's claim on the throne AND GIVING IT TO AEGON!!! He is a rapist and a drunkard. He literally raped Helaena. Her own daughter! What is she even thinking?!! And team green supporters are happy?!!

*Me and any other sensible Team green supporter thinking about how awful Aegon is and completely hating on Aegon*:

So I got this comment. I'm sorry I didn't answer earlier.

Alicent in the show was 18 years old when Aegon was born. This is a really young age to become a parent and you can't expect her to be good at parenting. Right? Also, in my opinion she only saw two types of parents in her youth (I mean before she got married)

Otto, her own father who wanted to use her for gaining more political power. He readily gave her up to Viserys knowing very well what would happen, heck he probably wanted it to happen so his blood could be on the iron throne. So, Otto was a manipulative parent.

Viserys, Rhaenyra's father and Alicent's husband. He neglected Rhaenyra one might argue he loved her and spoiled her (which is true) but he didn't prepare her for this world they lived in and this family she was born in. Even after Aegon was born and there was another suitable heir to the throne he didn't tell her what to do if he tries to usurp the throne. His other children completely neglected and that is clear enough from his actions. So, Viserys was a neglectful parent.

These were the men she saw raising children and of course she would act like they did. So,

She neglected Aegon's needs which led to him becoming the horrible person he is when he is crowned king. Like Viserys.

2. She decided to wed Heleana to Aegon for political gain even though she obviously knew what kind of a person he was. Like Otto

3. She manipulated Aemond and told him bad things about team green to further make him hate them (he obviously hates them for the eye). Like Otto.

See House Of The Dragons is just a show about which war criminals you support and I will stand by, Lady Alicent Of House Hightower, The Dowager Queen, The Queen In Chains, Wife Of Viserys Targaryen, Mother Of Aegon, Aemond, Heleana and Daeron Targaryen till my final breath!

GIVE MY QUEEN A BREAK YA'ALL SHOULD UNDERSTAND AND SUPPORT HER LIKE YOU UNDERSTAND RHAENYRA!!!😅

#alicent hightower #anti team black #anti rhaenyra targaryen #pro team green #team alicent #queen alicent #criston cole #lucerys velaryon #anti daemon targaryen #anti lucerys velaryon #baela targaryen #rhaena targaryen #baela and rhaena #aegon ii targaryen #anti aegon ii targaryen #heleana targaryen #anti otto hightower #otto hightower #anti viserys i targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen #aemond targaryen #aemond one eye #hotd aemond #viserys targaryen #heleana #pro alicent hightower

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Do ghosts / eldritch beings(who died) look how they did when they died?

For example: if someone died in a car crash or something (ik it’s unlikely they’d become a ghost but hear me out) would they look how their body looked in their final moments (scars, possibly missing limbs, etc.) or would they look like how they did when they were actually alive? -🧶

(Sorry if this didn’t make sense, I hope you have a good day.)

It does make sense :) And I get torn on this question sometimes.

For ghosts sometimes, for eldritch beings no. I think when someone becomes a ghost, it is as if their soul is slipping right out of their body. If, down to their core soul, those injuries represent them mentally as a person, they retain them. Meaning, if you’re in a horrible car crash and you become a ghost, if in your final moments you feel deep trauma attached to that accident, you will retain the injuries from the accident. If you don’t retain deep trauma from the accident, you’ll come out looking less injured. That’s how I feel. The more severe and solid the trauma and memory, the more severe the injury left on the soul.

I would also like to make a reminder, that ghosts in my canon can take on a ghostly, non-physical form, but also a physical one if they wish. However, in that physical form if they get any injuries, from a paper cut to a missing limb, they might never heal. If it’s a paper cut it could take weeks, if it’s a gash it could take months, a deep skid on the ground could take a year. However, if they get a severe injury they will never heal. They could get a gash that could take months and just never heal. It’s rare for ghosts to take physical form because they run the risk that if they get injured that they’ll never regenerate back.

BEN and Sally are both unusual because they are mostly in their physical forms, although it’s because they miss being human and so they prefer to be physical. Puppeteer flips back and forth on which he prefers, but generally he’s in his ghostly form. All three of them are poltergeists, the strongest form of ghost/spirit in my canon though, so it’s likely they’d be able to regenerate at least a bit from injuries.

Then, there are eldritch beings. Slender’s father was an eldritch being that was made from dying as a human. While ghosts tend to get powers themed after their interests* (BEN manipulating technology for example), eldritch being can take power and physical form from their interests. Eldritch being born from death get mutated and transform into a slightly humanoid appearance and mesh with demonic forms usually, although some may not look humanoid at all. Slender’s father had a deep affinity for ocean creatures, and so he grew to be quite large, and developed tentacles all over his body. I don’t have his full appearance laid out yet, but it’s things like that. I think eldritcj beings born from death tend to be much messier in appearance, and natural born ones are general more.. Appealing, I would say.

This got very long and very rambley but I hope it answered your question!

*Adding in a footnote, that both ghosts and eldritch beings may also develop their powers from trauma. Pup, for instance, in my canon I think got his powers from feeling as though he was a manipulator. He got trauma from this because he didn’t want to be constantly manipulating others, but he couldn’t stop doing so. He himself began to feel like a puppet on strings, and thus where his main source of powers came from.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta headcanon #slender mansion mayhem #Ben drowned #ben drowned headcanons #Ben drowned headcanon #puppeteer #puppeteer headcanon #puppeteer headcanons #Sally Williams #sally williams headcanons #Sally Williams headcanon #slenderman headcanon #slenderman #slenderman headcanons

[detectivebambam]

For the choosing violence thing.

I curious about your thoughts on 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 16,17,18,19,20,21,22,23,24, and 25

(Your thoughts make my day tbh)

lol i gotchu pinky

the character everyone gets wrong: Dan. she's not a badass. i mean she is, but she's not. she's a scared little girl who had to raise herself and has no idea what she's doing at any given time and i love her for it

why andrew would never top or bottom: actually he does both, and tends to enjoy it. kind of an agressive top but Neil likes it, and sometimes likes to follow orders when he bottoms 🫣 i think they do anything and everything with each other. Neil could be dominant or submissive at any given time, which gives Andrew space to learn about what he actually enjoys. He finds that as long as it involves Neil, he doesn't mind

worst tumblr take I've seen: that Andrew was a misogynist because he doesn't like being manipulated, and "manipulation is a woman's weapon" like how is THAT not misogynistic be so real

why did you block that annoying person?: kept saying that Kevin abused Riko as much as Riko abused Kevin. don't know how far they had to reach into the depths of their asshole to find that one, i just hope they didn't get stuck

i don't have discord

which ship fans are the most annoying: y'all are going to absolutely murder me for this but kevaaron. 1) where did it come from? 2) what's wrong with Katie?? 3) no hate ship what u want but also, i can ship what i want? and it's fine it's literally fine

what character did you start to hate because of fanon: i hate to say it but Thea. i adored her when I read the books originally, but after 4 years of exclusively fanon content i didn't like her. but i did a reread recently and adore her again so it's all good

common fandom opinion everyone is wrong about: Andrew being a sex god. Neil is his first consensual sexual partner. like yeah he knows how to suck dick like a dying man, which he learned in juvie (when he was 13-16?) but in terms of sex? he doesn't know what he's doing and he's probably really scared and nervous

worst part of canon: kevin and thea turning their daughter into a mini Raven 😔

worst part of fanon: Renee erasure 😔😔

fandom related words you've filtered: as of currently? anything tsc related because I don't have access to it yet and people aren't tagging properly. but I also have Rinee (rixo x renee) blocked because,,, what do you actually mean

unpopular character you like and why people should like them: Aaron. yeah he's an asshole and a little homophobic but he was raised that way and he's getting better

worst blorboification: if this means what i think it means, fucking riko. like wdym "he serves cunt" he needs to serve time

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you can't understand why this is popular: kevaaron, any riko ship, riko himself, ichirou x neil, andreil breaking up in fics ?

there should be more of this: fic: oral fixation. sexual or non sexual idc but let's Freud these bitches. fanart: ANDREW WITH LONG HAIR PLS PLS PLS

it's criminal that y'all have been sleeping on: STUART HATFORD. LITERALLY NEXT TO WYMACK ON THE FATHER FIGURE SCALE. I LOVE HIM

you're mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like: i don't feel guilt I'm Presbyterian

part of canon you found boring: anytime they were in class like wdym

part of canon you think is overhyped: this one is going to get me in trouble so i wanna start off by saying that yes, Riko was a victim of abuse. I'm not disputing that at all. but the part where he got beat by Tetsuji and "was more blood and bruise than skin", while being horrible, was also because of Kevin leaving due to Riko breaking his hand. Tetsuji lost one of his biggest investments because of Riko's petty ego

fav part of canon that everyone ignores: Stuart Hatford man

ship you've unwillingly come around to: Kandreil lol. i didn't like it at first but idk the more fanfic i see I'm like yeah that could be cute

topic that brings up the most rancid discourse: picture this, if you will: Nora Sakavic says something about her own damn characters. yeah that's all

common fandom complaint you're sick of hearing: "it's poorly written" it's not. if you can get over the first chapter of The Raven King, the rest is actually written very well and it's so so beautiful and depicts traumatized characters in a way I haven't seen before that is very refreshing

ty for the ask pinky ily

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