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caveatscriptor · 1 year
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“I didn't raise you to be a gambler, Jesper. I certainly didn't raise you to be a criminal."
Jesper released a bitter huff of laughter. "I love you, Da. I love you with all my lying, thieving, worthless heart, but yes, you did."
"What?" sputtered Colm.
"You taught me to lie."
"To keep you safe."
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom
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creepy-friday · 1 year
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Can we get some cute and sweet father Slenderman and daughter reader headcanons? Like slendy finally steps up and starts acting like a father, I want them to have a sweet father/daughter bond 😫🫶 (can you tell that this screams daddy issues in 40 languages LMAO)
Of course!I'm sorry if I made this too angsty,I couldn't help myself
Slenderman x Daughter!Reader
The static stopped.For one month since you were bought to this hellhole,you had to fight the constant screaming of white sound-all until today,when it suddenly..stopped.
You had seen "it" before,the tall creature in all of their eerie presence,their non existential features being engraved inside your memory since the first day.
You couldn't help but feel a sacred bond between the two of you,a warm blood-like one,the familiar feeling only adding to your doubts.
This day one of the masked men came to your room and mentioned your visit to the last floor of the mansion.
He made the effort to look almost presentable in a not frightening way.It was like how a new father would act with his newborn daughter-like a florist holds the most delicate and fragile flower.
"Are you feeling allright?" you finally heard his voice and a cold shiver ran down your spine.The faceless creature spoke to you inside your own head.
You simply nodded and you could hear his whisper-wind-like voice once more inside your head."Good."
You wanted to scream at him,to lash out and ask the tall creature why you were snatched from your own little world there,but you didn't dare to.Instead you just furrowed your eyebrows at him.
"Something wrong?" he tapped his long fingers on the table of his office,his own gesture seeming to irritate himself.
"No." you simply responded.A few moments of pure silence passed before he let you go back to that damned room.The truth is-after your leave he stayed with his palm on his forehead for a minute.
The creature's non existential heart seemed to shallow him whole.
He tried to make himself known to you more and more,by giving you small gifts on your bedside every morning with a neat folded letter attached to them.
The gifts could be plushies,empty agendas,fruits you enjoyed and simple photos of the beautiful world
One day you could hear the faint static again and simply demanded "stop watching me." and he responded with a simple "allright." and the sounds stopped once more.
You were allowed to see certain parts of the forest,and he often watched from a distance,very rarely engaging into a closer look as to not scare you off.
If you allow him to get closer I can see the tall eldritch teasing you with innocent pranks ranging from putting your belongings far too high from your liking to letting you wander around his office while he's admiring you or simply reading
"He's no good for you" he broke the silence while you stared out of his office window,admiring the three proxies who were heading to a mission.
"How do you know who I'm looking at?Are you fucking in my head again??"
"I guessed."
"Stop looking in my head,please!"
"I'm not invading your privacy.I never had."
he's lying so hard bro
One day,he had to go solve private business outside the mansion,and like always-he left a letter on your bedside.
There was no doubt that the calligraphic letter belonged to the one you could call a part of your family.
"I always have treasured you." it wrote,the deepest black on the purest white paper-it was all he could write-and slowly but surely he will tell you too.For now,he just wants to know that he loves you from a safe distance equivalent to his monstrous looks
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transmutationisms · 1 year
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do you have any insight on roman and incest? i know that in succession, business = fucking and at some points all of the sibs talk about fucking their dad as in one upping him business wise, but ceirtain comments roman makes are obviously different. i've been rewatching s3 and he joked about repetedly entering his mother's vagina at ken's birthday, in that same episode he tells shiv that she's mad logan doesn't want to fuck her anymore bc he's fucking roman now... also when he tells her she can be his sexy secretary when he takes over, and many more examples
and this last episode when he was listening to that edited video of logan over and over, i know i'm not the only one who thought he might start jacking off... i guess my question is do you think roman has any actual incestuous desires? and if not, why does he say these things? is it attention seeking? trying to make people uncomfortable?
first of all, the jacking off undertones of that deepfake scene were absolutely there on purpose. i mean, what logan is 'saying' in that clip echoes the sort of dirty talk gerri used to provide, and the reason for that is because the whole driving force of the roman-gerri affair was him getting her to say things that logan used to say about him. gerri was always a daddy proxy for him; it was always about him jacking off to the way his father verbally degraded him, but then combined with gerri's willingness to serve as an actual business mentor for him, something logan would never do because he was frankly just disgusted at roman as a general rule.
which is to say: yes, roman has some genuine incestuous desire for his father, to the same degree that anyone else with a negative oedipus complex does. and this is central, i think, to the critique of the nuclear family that runs through succession. these psychoanalytic complexes are products of that family structure, which is itself embedded within the capitalist mode of production. roman's subconscious desire to fuck/marry his father is, the show suggests, just a more overt manifestation of the standard dysfunction that inherently plagues the social form of the family. it's elevated because of the degree of control logan asserted over roman, even well into adulthood, and the way his wealth and corporate power created that dynamic. but the suggestion here is not that the roys are uniquely incestuous or that roman is intrinsically a pervert; it's that family structures, which are capitalist structures, create this type of psychosexual (under)development. it's freud if he slayed (was friends with wilhelm reich and gilles deleuze).
i don't think we have any textual reason to think roman has incestuous desire for his other family members. he talks like that for a handful of other reasons. with the caroline stuff, he's partly just responding to shiv and logan accusing him of wanting to fuck her (logan does this because he thinks roman is a pervert but can't consciously face the fact that he's, like, gay for real, so his catholic brain goes straight to He's A Boy Who Wants To Fuck His Mother; shiv makes these accusations partly for similar reasons of seeing roman as dirty / perverted / abnormal and having no other explanation, and partly because she's deflecting from her own glaring caroline issues).
with the shiv stuff, this is sort of central to their relationship—that they both make crude sexual comments to each other. it's part of how they negotiate that rivalry-camaraderie thing. it's almost cute. also, most of these comments are so off-base that they're not actually bothered by them; it's noticeable when one of them actually crosses a line (like shiv saying "some day you're actually going to have to fuck something").
overall roman's relationship to his own sexuality is fraught, partly because of logan's homophobia and resulting surveillance of roman's sexual expression, and partly because of roman's relationship with his body. also, like his siblings, roman grew up in the middle of the sexual violence corporation. he doesn't really know how to think about sex in any way besides as a violation, and this is reflected in how he talks about it. he uses incestuous or sexually crude jokes as a way to deflect from certain emotional intimacies, to present himself as disgusting so that he can pre-empt other people making him feel that way, and as a way of conveying his sense that he's at the bottom of the hierarchy and is emotionally, physically, and sexually vulnerable.
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totalelliot · 6 months
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TICCI TOBY HEADCANONS☆
WARNING! : dead animals, bones, knife or other, Jeff, mention of death
My au!
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Toby found an old classical guitar and is now learning to play it
Sometimes he feels like Sally reminds him of Lyra
His memories slowly come back day by day, it's exciting but also scary for him
Daddy issues
Tim and Brian are father figures to him, but he can't admit it
He has no desire to return to "normality", being a murderer suits him
He doesn't hate waffles, they're okay, but he's not obsessed with them (he rarely gets a chance to eat them)
One of the youngest Proxies (unless you count my OC)
Now he is 29 years old, but in my AU the action takes place in 2013, so he is 19 years old
Good friends with EJ and Nina, but nothing more
In the past, his mother loved him, but he felt like she didn't and he didn't appreciate it.
Helps Sally collect bones, worms, etc
He often has nightmares that he has to struggle with himself
He takes sleeping pills
His moods often change, but this does not hinder your relationship with him.
The accident happened after Lyra picked him up from the hospital (don't ask why he was in the hospital, I'm still thinking about it)
I like the theory that Lyra was supposed to be the proxy, not Toby, but the opposite happened.
He finds it difficult to work in a group and prefers to do everything alone
Once, Jeff attacked him with a knife in his arteries, which he didn't even realize had happened
After he escaped and encountered the Operator, he never saw him again
Toby was homeschooled
Since childhood, their family was "perfect", but something happened that destroyed it
He would only drink coffee if he could
Some headcanons about Toby Erin Rogers
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Can someone out there please tell me I'm not the only one stuck wondering if Mr. Taika "Daddy Issues" Waititi himself also has some form of parental figure kink? I would love some confirmation that it's not just me being driven to madness by some *interesting* thoughts since the babygirl Taika and now zaddy clips dropped. 😳
so personally i have not been thinking abt taika waititi’s kinks even a little bit. now that you bring it up tho i think my take is that taika waititi is someone who is both very painfully aware of his own daddy issues and also who is first and foremost a comedian who is not afraid to make fun of himself. so i have no idea if he actually has like a real honest to god daddy kink irl or if he’s just open to making incredibly on-the-nose jokes about himself through the proxy of a character he plays that has a lot of the same traits as he does (absolutely nothing will ever top the line “grown man? covered in tattoos? with daddy issues?” spoken to a character played by a grown man covered in tattoos who made a whole entire movie about his daddy issues). it’s also entirely possible that those takes were just taika messing around during filming and trying to say the most ridiculous shit to get rhys to break. mostly tho i am not being driven to madness contemplating the sexual kinks of a celebrity who i have never met and who does not know i exist, but i shall release this ask into the wild and we’ll see if anyone else is going insane over this or if it’s just u, anon
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soleminisanction · 10 months
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Hi :D i loved your sticks and stones work! Amazing! Anyways id been going back through the robin 1993 and other era-related comics and realized what was bugging me about some fanon characterization of steph being the 'popular social one'. They get her's and tim's social life completely swapped. Steph isn't a team player and the one willing to work with everyone. Could just be because Steph's a supporting member but I realized she focused mostly on crime fighting and was much more of a loner. She didn't do team ups pretty much till she was Batgirl. Tim, however, had an active civilian social life and constantly teamed with other vigilantes. Idk if thats just my interpretation though. Anyways :)))
God yes! You are so right! That has frustrated me for years, especially in the recent canon when they've been having every teenager with a cape suddenly go "OMG haiiiii Stephanie :) :)" for no fucking reason when it makes ZERO sense! She's a weird loner who does not know any of these people!!
And that's doubly true when it comes to her civilian friends. Steph's civilian life as a whole is weirdly under-developed given how much attention she's gotten over the years, especially since she, y'know, had her own series. Yet they still couldn't be bothered to give her much of anything to work with. It's so frustrating.
Seriously, here is, I'm pretty sure, a full list of the friends Steph was shown having pre-Flashpoint who aren't members of the Bat-clan:
These two Black girls from Robin #61 who only exist so Stephanie can yell at them about how stupid their friend is for keeping her baby and how stupid they are for thinking it's cute of her to do that, and then later she talks about how dumb and immature they are compared to her, and they're never seen again.
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Her baby-daddy Dean, who's only shown once outside of Robin during the Cataclysm event, and then only shows up again 2 years after her pregnancy has been resolved so Stephanie can beat him up for no reason. (Seriously, this is the only page he's on before she kicks him in the nuts and knocks him around, he doesn't say or do anything else to her, she just wails on him for no reason)
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Two randos from the Robin/Spoiler Special who exist to make a plot happen by inviting her to a warehouse party that she drags Tim to and are never seen again. Their existence also makes no sense in Steph's personal timeline because she's been "dead" for a year and will be in college in like two months so why the hell would she enroll in high school again??
Effa, the little African girl also from the Robin/Spoiler Special, who only exists to make Stephanie look good by sucking up to her.
Jordanna Spence and Francisco Garcia from her Batgirl run, supposedly. In practice they're actually just two people that Stephanie doesn't like and whom she calls "friends" in quotation marks and has no idea why she keeps hanging around them, and yet she keeps bothering them because the plot said she's gotta.
Supergirl, as forced and one-sided as that relationship was.
Wendy Harris, even though "Proxy" only really lasted for a grand total of 5 issues.
A nameless rando she's shown playing ping-pong with, once.
...and that's it! That's all the friends Stephanie has ever had who weren't members of the same extended anti-crime family, and two of them are people she only met because of those connections.
Compare that to Tim, who has dozens of civilian friends and at least twice as many caped ones, and yeah, it's absolutely ridiculous that people pretend Stephanie is the """social""" one.
But y'know, she's the perky-happy blonde girl, so people just assume she must be popular. Because she's written almost entirely in stereotypes and cliches since 2008.
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ravenkinnie · 1 year
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for the ask game: 1, 4, 8, 12 aaand 23. I hope asking more than one is allowed
1.the character everyone gets wrong
I won't say everyone but I will say caitvi fanon is like exceptionally cruel to these characters, especially caitlyn shehjsjs she is such a wet blanket fucking loser OR boring domme mommy because some of you are extreme bottoms and project on vi, either way nobody taps into how insane and funny and cunty and delusionally privileged caitlyn is. you don't see the actual interesting parts of her portrayed in fandom, she's just whatever she needs to be to fulfill vi simp fantasy
4.what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?
not tumblr but twitter but there's someone on caitvi twt who I find particularly fucking cringe for their online persona and I blocked them finally when I saw someone like a tweet from them about their wife and realised I started thinking their wife is cringe by proxy just for being married to them
8.common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about
not everyone but silcos parenting discourse is acc mind melting, you rarely see people with a nuanced opinion. it's usually people projecting their own daddy issues on him and jinx and either thinking he's never done anything wrong or that he's the ultimate abuser and it's like well, he can be both things at once shshnsns
12.the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them
I don't think there's one character who's like v unpopular in arcane fandom, like it heavily depends on which parts of the fandom you tend to hang around. tho, in caitvi fandom the most unpopular character will be silco and for silco simps it's ofc vi and I wish there wasn't such a harsh split between different sides of fandom because the vi-silco dynamic with jinx in the middle is so juicy, I wish there were were works exploring how insane this triangle is
I assume there's more mel content in like, jayvik parts of the fandom that I literally never see but mel is heavily underused in wlw parts, there's melvika but caitmel needs more love fr fr
23.ship you've unwillingly come around to
timebomb but come around to not in a sense that I consume or make content but more that I don't roll my eyes when I see it on my timeline anymore. tho I rarely see good opinions attached to this ship so I'm still somewhat a hater for its fanon even tho I appreciate the relationship itself now
🔥 choose violence ask game 🔥
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Steve Harrington Headcanons
Personality (ish) Stuff
Bi
Autistic (very very particular with how he does his hair, his car, his room, etc.)
ESFP
Marigold/mustard yellow
The pierced friend to Eddie's tats. It starts with getting his ears pierced, then cartilage, brow, nose, maybe a belly button one on a dare, but he finds he likes it, so he keeps it.
He and Tommy definitely had a thing when Steve was still a douchebag. Can see him maybe having a thing with Billy, too, when he's deep in his wallowing and self-deprecation, and he doesn't think he deserves better/deserves what he got from Billy.
Very much a hands on/kinesthetic learner.
Has vision problems, audio processing issues, and migraines on occasion from the head trauma.
Christmas Mom TM
Has a savings account that he regularly puts money into. His parents inconsistently cut him off that at some point, if they do give him any money, he puts it into savings. Also contributes when he starts working more regularly.
Platonically and romantically, loves being called: princess, baby girl, pretty boy/girl, honey, sweetie.
Keeps his nail bat in his car, usually wrapped in a towel to make sure no small injuries are sustained by accident. If his PTSD or anxiety are super high, he'll have it by his side nearly all the time.
Likes booty shorts; also got into tennis skirts and other pleated skirts by proxy. Likes how they twirl.
Has an aversion to stuff high on his neck. Just below or loose popped collars are fine, but doesn't like necklaces or turtlenecks.
Definitely got into Marvel Comics at some point and found himself relating to Iron Man. Something about being a spoiled rich kid with distant parents, has taken tumbles in his own life, has had to prove time and again that he's capable and changed, and cares for the family he's found.
Favors dogs. But would also give a cat love and attention, and even take in a stray or two.
Always runs hot.
With the Others
Gossips with Robin like they're moms in a wine club
Pretty much canon, but would beat someone's ass up for those he loves. But I'm more so talking in the you just say 'kick their ass' and he'll do it, no questions asked.
The only people he trusts to touch his hair are: Eddie, Nancy (after she gets the perm), Lucas, and Erica, because they at least have some semblance or understanding of haircare and styling.
Learned how to style and braid afro/super curly hair for Erica, Lucas, and Eddie so they could have someone help them when needed.
Gives great piggy back rides.
Kinky
100% has a big dick
Can be dominant in bed, in the sense that he is fully capable of lifting and carrying people with relative ease.
Breeding Kink; admittedly this is going off what was mentioned to Nancy, but it's not specific to her or even specific to any gender. There is something there about wanting to be a father (especially a better one than his own dad), and loving the goobers he already takes care of, but there's something about the riskiness of it, too. As much as he loves the goobers, he'd like one or two kids of his own, too.
Okay with daddy being used on him, but only really in the instances of the breeding kink. Otherwise, he is babygirl 88% of the time.
Can eat pussy within an inch of his life, but definitely did lots of research and practice to get there.
Gets pegged, preferably by women. It's about power (think Markiplier with Lady Dimitrescu)
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thegeminisage · 4 months
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i don't know how i'm supposed to simply do a tng update when there was SPOCK but obviously last night (tonight as i type this, but it's late, so this post is going up while i'm at work) we watched unification part i & part ii
tng update:
🌈SPOCK🌈
okay, i'm normal again
part i: BITTERLY disappointed that all we got out of this episode spockwise was one blurry photo and him coming in right at the end. i had a feeling they'd do that. i guess now i have to talk about the nonimportant nonspock parts of this episode 🥱
ive decided i hate sarek's new wife. what business is it of hers if spock objects to sarek in public? if sarek didn't have a problem with it why make one? evil stepmother fr. why did sarek marry another human anyway does he have a fucking fetish or something...at least she was too old to get knocked up. i was reading about ages on the wiki today and amanda was only TWENTY YEARS OLD when she had spock. sarek would have been 65. i know vulcans age way different so it's not as creepy but STILL. girl, wait until you are old enough to drink
speaking of sarek...i went back and forth feeling terrible for him and wanting to attack him with my bare hands. under one hand he is on his deathbed and obviously very ill and miserable and suffering deep regrets over past mistakes and it's hard not to have sympathy...on the other, maybe if you wanted less deathbed regrets about your relationship with spock YOU SHOULD HAVE TREATED HIM BETTER! bitch.
also, whatever he and picard had going on was homoerotic. "we're part of each other" why do they talk about the mind meld that way in tng and not in tos. why did picard feel up sarek's hand on his deathbed the second his wife looked away. hes got a history of homewrecking since he (i know) had his affair baby wesley with beverly. so Whats Going On
picard forcefully obtaining the klingon ship. i LOVE when he gets to be a bitch
ROMULAN RACEFAKING??? a proud star trek tradition at this point i guess but it was truly awful to behold. DEEPLY disappointed sela did not later lick the paint off his ears as the klingons implied she would. smh
i like also how riker blew up that whole ship and nobody batted an eyelash. he really can just do whatever
part ii: SPOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the first time i cried was when spock himself came onscreen at the end of part i. then just as soon as i collected myself he mentioned jim kirk twice in the space of 30 seconds and i lost it again. we are literally bridging the gap between tos spock and spock prime from aos rn and i Dont like it.
Very Sad his dad kicked it before they could reconcile. but i saw his microexpressions when picard delivered the news. i missed them more than you can possibly imagine
i did love though that he started viewing picard as like a proxy sarek. imagine having daddy issues with a guy who is 75 years younger than you. lowkey they also had a little homoeroticism happening. "cowboy diplomacy" sure whatever
riker and the four-armed pianist 10/10 i hope they fucked. i'm so glad we wont he riker roulette and it wasn't creepy. also only riker could successfully flirt with a women after killing her husband in a spaceship battle <3
i'm a little iffy on spock's uhhh whole deal in this episode. he's lik yeah i chose the vulcan way of life these romulans are gonna have way better lives after their vulcan enlightenment but meanwhile he's criticizing sarek for his obsession with logic to the exclusion of all emotion (which is what he decided in tmp, that you need both) and also the vulcan way of life has done huge damage to his relationship with his father as well. so which is it?? idk, maybe he's not doing well because of sarek dying and all but he seemed like he was in a very "im not willing to acknowledge that i have emotions because rn theyre causing me pain" sort of mood. buddy :(
then again, it IS a tng script. we can only expect so much. it wasn't so inconsistent that it took me out of the episode but it did bother me a little because i just don't understand why he's willing to devote the rest of his life to this cause...he seemed to imply he had emotional reasons but what were they?? we will quite literally never know.
what's wack to me also is that in nineteen years romulus is gonna be GONE. like it's just going to be gone. eaten up by the sun or whatever. if someone had a baby right now on romulus that baby would not be old enough to drink before the sun swallowed them. so everything spock is doing is for nothing.
sela in this episode was really funny. "i hate vulcans." so true queen. i mean i don't care about her at all but that was hilarious
data doing the vulcan nerve pinch!!!!!!! that was so fun. i don't think it requires telepathy to do, just super strength, but i guess if you do then that makes no sense. it made me happy though.
the end when spock melded with picard to quasi-meld with his father and almost wept was me crying for the third time...i couldn't stand seeing him cry!!!!!! i can't believe sarek really just died without ever reconciling with him but i kind of like it better this way bc what sarek did was his own fault not spock's. so spock got closure and sarek. didn't. rip dude
okay. this concludes. the SPOCK UPDATE. tonight: a matter of time. and TOMORROW........the undiscovered country. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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whaleofatjme1920 · 2 years
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howdy, one of the many daddy issue anons here and i wanted to please request like a continuation of the booth seats of a restaurant if that’s possible? like after the food and stuff how does the whole meeting everyone else and like becoming sorted into the whole lifestyle if that makes sense? i am a sucker for soft dad brian and your blog is a work of art <33
Target Parking Lots at 2AM (The Follow Up To Booth Seats of Restaurants)
[GN!Reader]
[Warnings: Proxy lifestyle stuff. Don't really go into detail with it though.]
[AN: Hi love bug, ended up doing headcanons because this would take way too much time if it was in fic format. Those writings tend to take my whole energy and I just,,,, don't have that right now. Perhaps later i can expand on this but I don't want to leave you on read. I've already left you in my inbox for long enough.]
So, for those of you who have no idea what I'm on about, please check out Booth Seats of Restaurants, which gives a lot of background.
After you compose yourself from crying in your father's arms, the two of you finish your food and head out to the car. Brian tells everyone to shift, a woman named Kate is driving and he wants to sit in the backseat with you.
"Do we even look prepared for a kid?" Kate says as she begins to drive out of the parking lot.
"She's not that young," Brian hums back. "You up for supply shopping?"
Not in the position to really go against him, you nod. You're in his hands now. It's quiet, and a little awkward, but the people in the car seem to already be interested with you, and care about you.
The driver is Kate. She's was the runt turned middle child of the group. She's very warm towards you. The man in the passenger seat, is Masky, but his real name is Tim. He's the real group leader. The man next to your father behind the passenger seat is Toby. He seems a little cold and turned off to you, but your father explains he's like that with everyone he first meets. Your father is the right hand, or the second in command to Masky.
Proxies are situated in a hierarchy, mostly based off of merit and how good you do your work for a tall faceless man called the Operator. Apparently, the Operator wants to meet you when the five of you settle into a safe house in Alabama. It's where the Operator's energy is the strongest.
A few terms you really need to become familiar with are leaders, right hands, middle children and runts. Middle children are the ones stuck in between, not good enough to be leaders or right hands, but better than runts. Runts always get the worst treatment because they're new, and they're subjected to the hazing process.
Your father explains he will not allow anyone to haze you in the way most proxies get hazed.
Proxies are at the top of another hierarchy, one that is comprised of supernatural beings you thought only existed in fiction. Proxies, humans turned to servants by the Slender Man and his adversaries will always stay at the top as long as the Operator sees fit. The Operator, his brothers, and his adversaries, are the gods of this world. Everyone bows down to the but that doesn't mean revolutions attempt to start.
Then come the Independents. Beings considered less than human, but are still cared for by the Operator. They have more leeway and freedom and in some circles, are considered the most powerful as they have freedom to do what they wish and the backing of the Operator himself. They answer to themselves first but still benefit from the Operator's care. You hear a few names, Eyeless Jack, Jeff the Killer, Jane the Killer, Jason the Toymaker, and so many more.
The lowest are called Outliers. Beings that seldom answer to anyone and are considered lost to the wilds. They do not inherently benefit from the Operator's care but can leech off of it. Beings like the Rake fall into this category, but if they're intelligent enough, can be granted Independent status. Any being that falls outside of these social roles are considered lost, or unattainable. lots of beings fall into that category as not everyone wishes to be a part of proxy society.
You feel like you're going to drown.
When you guys finally reach Target, Brian tells everyone to move forward and he'll meet them inside. He just wants a moment or two with you. The two of you hang back and walk slowly in the parking lot together.
Brian explains things to you without sugarcoating it, but you can tell he has a lot of love for you. He mentions that he and your mother wanted you to grow up safe and happy, healthy, without this, but he refuses to let you get stuck in a broken system.
He mentions a lot of heavy things, trying not to overwhelm you but like, this is your life now.
When the two of you reach the doors of Target, you see the group is waiting for you. They seem to look at you like you mean something to them. They hardly know you, but they know you're important to Brian.
"I was gonna suggest school supplies, but that seems kinda stupid," Kate yawns slightly. "I mean, we could try to teach her stuff?"
"I d-d-don't trust a-any of you with e-e-education," Toby chuckles, holding his hand out to you. he can see you're overwhelmed, and in a way, you remind him of Lyra.
You hesitantly take it as Brian places his hands in his hoodie pockets, standing in between Kate and Tim.
"You wanna hear about your dad's shitty film project in college?" Tim asks as you and Toby begin to speed off into the store.
You poke your head out from the aisle. "You were a film major?"
Brian pulls a face and elbows Tim in the ribs, making him and Kate laugh.
You glance up to Toby for confirmation. Upon seeing his grin, you can't help but giggle.
It's going to be hard adjusting, but, you don't feel it near as suffocating.
The safe house the five of you stay at is pretty cool. It's in the middle of no where Alabama and on the edge of the woods that are purely the Operator's. The energy here is strong, and feels like the old world, one familiar but you've never actually known.
They put together a room for you in record speed, and you start to train. Learning the intricacies of proxy life style, getting grilled on it. They're trying to make you presentable to the Operator.
You learn SO MUCH in just a week.
The night before you actually meet the Operator, two new faces come up the gravel driveway. Your dad has a guitar on his lap as Tim tends to some of the wounds you've gotten on your knuckles. Toby is bringing out some lemonade, and Kate is getting up to greet them.
Turns out, Eyeless Jack and Jeff the Killer have been looking forward to meeting you since Brian mentioned he had a kid about 15 years ago.
It's common in proxy society to have a mentor that isn't a proxy (to teach them the intricacies of a society they're not actively a part of. Independent society functions differently than proxy society). Your proxy mentor is your father, but your independent mentor? Apparently they're both interested in you and that's not even counting the others like Clockwork, Jane, Laughing Jack-.
That night, you can't really sleep, thinking about how you'll meet the Operator. Your entire group seems a bit worried about it.
They have a whole thing set up.
Anyways, that never comes to fruition because the Operator just shows up in your bedroom at 3am.
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Congrats on 8K! That is really impressive and I'm so happy for you! Your event is so interesting and I'm kind of curious, so if you have time, could you analyze/roast my self ship with Hawks? hehe
thank you very much!!! y'know i was waiting for a hawks self shipper because i really have an absurd amount of thoughts on him (and by proxy, gojo). pls fasten your seatbelts everyone.
you self ship.... with hawks. think about that for a second... i feel like that should be the entire roast. like... hawks.... a man whose entire ship brand revolves around the phrase "baby bird". enough..... get a grip....
okay no but you are either... really really sensitive and headcanon hawks as the type of s/o where he dotes on you endlessly, or you are not sensitive at all and want to be with him simply for the banter and very hot sex.
if you're the first, you probably have daddy issues and a desire to make aloof men like you because of them. you probably like gojo, but a fanon version of gojo in which he tosses aside his playboy lifestyle to raise children with you. unrealistic. the man is broken.
if you're the second, you have commitment issues and you don't even try to hide it. hawks is a safe bet because he seems like he'd get it, the concept of casual fucking. of course, though, he falls in love with you. i bet you like gojo too but the REAL gojo. the kind of gojo who fucks you and doesn't text you for three weeks until he sends you a really weird picture of himself at 3am.
regardless... if you self-ship with hawks... you are someone who sees him and gojo as the same. i hate to break it to you, but gojo is what you WISH hawks was. please, drink some water, hydrate, put on glasses maybe, and then. look at hawks again.
also... you're a monster fucker. i don't make the rules, if you like hawks, you just are.
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little disclaimer for these: they’re meant to be fun. i am in no way being serious or intentionally trying to hurt anyone’s feelings. if i do, please let me know. nothing is meant to be an insult.
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Do you have any interesting ideas about Phineas Nigellus's kids (apart from Sirius and Phineas Jr.?) I'm trying to get away from the word headcanon because all the attendant implications annoy me.
Oh yeah.
I picture Belvina as being the strictest of the five, and the only one who never reinitiated contact with Phineas Jr. after his disownment. Very Bellatrix-like in her beliefs to pureblood superiority (though she does miss her youngest brother, loathe as she is to admit it) but also very traditional on her ideas of what a wife/mother should be, so she doesn’t take up arms like Bella does lol.
Arcturus is very strict and proud (though not so much he doesn’t send a letter to the disgraced son every once in a while), and he takes on bb Archie as a sort of foster son to mold him into the perfect heir, since he has no sons of his own/his brother isn’t willing to do it. He’s also a bit resentful of his eldest brother since he thinks Sirius doesn’t have the strength to lead the family, and it should’ve been him. Although, in essence he acts as Sirius’s proxy whenever his brother neglects his duties (which is often).
Cygnus’s background was originally Arcturus’s (his brother’s) but I decided to switch it since he has Pollux as his own heir to mold into his image, whereas his brother does not. Plus I can’t picture Wally’s grandfather being anything less than obtuse lmao, it runs in the family. He’s very similar to his grandson by the same name, very blustering and proud, but minus all the infidelity.
Sirius, of course, is Archie’s drunk father who slipped into alcoholism as a result of his wife’s death. Before that, I picture him as a very studious and soft-spoken type of guy, and he really wasn’t made for leading the family like his other brother was. He loves his children very deeply, but is completely consumed by grief and self-loathing. Dies 1927 as a result of this, passing off the reins to his son who has become fully embittered by his fathers maudlin and neglectful behavior.
Phineas, the runt of the litter, is the outspoken muggle rights activist that has a ton of daddy issues he isn’t willing to address (as runs in the family). While he’s brazen and bold like Sirius is, I don’t picture him as being anywhere near as temperamental or stupidly brave. He’s much more cerebral than Sirius is for instance. His beliefs in muggles being equal didn’t come from close friendships he made like Sirius’s did, but rather from actually reading up on muggles/their history and being baffled as to how wizards could ever think these people inferior. His outspokenness on the matter is less about principle than it is about purposely getting a reaction from his family (though it’s more subconscious than conscious). Dies young in a bit of tragic irony because of a famous muggle disaster that I’m sure you’ll all recognize.
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(Just a P.S.A, this is more of a 'father and daughter' type thing, in this oneshot, you're 15. MAPs are disgusting. Thanks for coming to my TED talk.)
Requested by: no one 
Pages: 7.5
Words: 2,733
Genre: fluffyyyyyyyy
Associated song: Daddy Issues - The Neighborhood
!TW! Mentions of family issues, mental and emotional abuse, blood, murder and some swearing.
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"And if you were my little girl, I'd do whatever I could do. I'd run away and hide with you, I love that you got daddy issues." 
​​​      Throughout your life, you were a good kid. You followed directions, you were kind and friendly, everything a parent could ask for in a child. Except, your parents were different, your parents hated you. They would call you names, manipulate you and put you down. You obviously hated it, so, one day you snapped. You killed your family, you didn't feel guilty.
     Now, you live in a mansion with a bunch of serial killers, some human, most not. They are your family now, and you're glad to call them that. One being in particular that makes you feel this way is Hoodie. He was the first one to take you to Slender's mansion. Since then, you've been training to becime a proxy, just like him. 
     You see him as a father figure, you never said anything about it though. You don't want your relationship with him to be ruined. You're scared that if you tell him how you'll feel, he'll abandon you. The only  one who knows about this is Slender, since he's the only one (other than Hoodie) that you trust in the mansion with this information. 
      You have a big day ahead of you today. You go on your first mission with Hoodie. You've been living in the mansion for about six months, those months have been used as training months. Now, you're ready for you're first misson as a proxy. You're excited, but also very nervous. What if you mess it up. What if the target gets away. What if you lose Hoodie.  What if you lose his respect. What if-
      "Good morning Y/n. You have to get up to get ready for the mission. You've got thirty minutes, I'll be waiting downstairs." You turn in your bed to face Hoodie. You take your hand from under your covers and give him a thumbs up. He chcukles at your action and closes the door. 
   After Hoodie leaves, you roll to the edge of your mattress and sit up. You raise both your arms above your head and stretch your back. You get up and pad over to your dresser. You open up the first drawerbto get undergarments and socks. The next drawer, you pull out your f/s (favorite shirt). You open the second to last drawer to grab some denim jeans.
   You walk over to the bathroom built into your room. You put your clothes on the edge of the sink, and grab the towel that you used yesterday. You gently turn the handle to adjust the temperature. Silently taking off your pajamas, you toss them on the floor. Making a mental note to get them when you get put of the shower, you step into the shower. 
    You step out of the shower and grab your towel. Wrapping the towel around you, you pick up your pajamas with a dry hand, then toss them in with your dirty clothes. You pad back in to the bathroom and dry yourself off. After you dry off, you style your hair how you want. After that, you put on some deodorant and start putting on your clothes. 
    "Damn, this smells good." You comment to yourself  about your body fragrance. You look in the mirror above your sink. You twist and turn a bit, then put your hands on your hips confidently. "I look like a boss ass bitch," You comment at your reflection. You walk out of the bathroom and grab your combat boots that are put neatly next to your bedroom door. 
    Sliding on your boots and tying them tight, you grab your weapon of choice. A simple aluminum baseball bat. You also grabbed your plain black zip-up hoodie, and headed downstairs. You try your best to walk down the stairs as quietly as you possibly can. You don't want to wake anybody up. Especially Jeff, you rather not get stabbed today. 
   Silently stepping off the last stair, you gently speedwalk to the living room. The living room is also close to the kitchen and the front door. The only thing dividing the kitchen from the living room was a counter. Bringing yourself back from the decor of the murder mansion, you turn to see a smiling Hoodie. He doesn't have his mask on yet, which suprises you greatly. 
   Hoodie always wears his mask, even if its unbearably hot outside, or when he's sleeping. You don't understand how its comfortable, but you learned from living with a bunch of serial killers to just not question it. "You ready to go?" His soft tone brings you back from your thoughts. You just simply nod and walk out the door with him. 
   The pastas and proxies don't normally have to use cars to get to their destination, but there are rare occurrences where they do. Only on missions that take more than an 45 minutes in walking time. This one was not an exception, just driving to this person's house will take you and Hoodie about a hour and a half.  
  The only car the pastas and proxies have is this big white van. Dubbed 'the candy van' by Jeff and BEN. Because of it's nature in media, you can see why the name sticks. You hop into the passenger seat and make yourself comfortable. You silently stare out the window into the vast forest that surrounds you.
   You see why Slender put the mansion in the middle of a forest. Even if most of the inhabitants are stuck there, at least they have a beautiful view. You're torn away from your fixation on the forest by the revving of the ignition. You steal a glance at Hoodie, then relax into the questionably stained seat of the van. 
   The car ride was full of you seeing Hoodie become more, how do I put it, talkative? Yeah, he told you a lot about his past, you knew some if it, but not all of it. You feel honored to have this information and trust. So, its only fair you tell him your story as well right? You told him everything, everything from the nitty-gritty, to your favorite memories with friends. Mini road trips are magical. 
    Hoodie pulls into a rocky drive way at an unknown l youocation. The little GPS on his phine still showes about a five minute walk to the destination. He takes his phone, turns it off, and slips on his ski mask. He glances over at you, you are spacing out at the forest in front of you. "You okay?" His voice cuts through the air like a knife. You blink a few times, trying to get your train of thought back on track. "Yeah, I'm good, I just spaced out," You explain sheepishly.
   Hoodie nods understandingly. You both hop out if the car parked in the dense forest area, and make your way to the victim's house. "So, what's the sitch Hoods?" You ask, not knowing the plan because you and Hoodie forgot to talk  about it on the way there. But it was worth it. 
   "A woman by the name of Annie Butler has been sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. She's finding out way too much. So, we have to take some files of hers then kill her." You nod, hyping yourself up to do this. Admittedly, you are a bit anxious, but that won't stop you from gaining more of Hoodie's trust and respect. 
   You are hoping you don't fuck this up big time. You cant lose the bond that you and Hoodie have, it's way to important to you. You give a gentle sigh and keep walking with Hoodie.
  Eventually, you arrive at the house of the person of interest. The house is white and the trim is a robins egg blue. It looks like the house of the traditional nuclear family, but with a bit more, suspicion. You start walking towards the house through the drive way before Hoodie grabs your arm.
   "We gotta go around back to break in, she'll see us comming up the driveway." He informs, you blush, embarrassed about not thinking about that.  You follow Hoodie around to the back of the house. Annie has a very nice white patio with a glass table and five black metal chairs with white cushons on top. She has a medium sized firepit adjacent to the patio near the backdoor. 
   "I think we should sneak in through that window." You say, pointing to the window next to the patio. Hoodie nods and you both start to walk over to the window. Once you reach the window, you slide up the protective  screen and pull up the window.
   Luckily, this lady is dumb enough to leave her windows unlocked. You set your butt on the windowsill and stick one leg in, then your torso, then the other. Hoodie follows in suit as you stand in the garage. You see the door that leads from the garage to the house and go to open it. Unfortunately, this lady is smart enough to lock the doors.
   "What dumbass doesn't lock their windows, but locks their doors?" You say, Hoodie chuckles softly at your jab. You smile and fish around in your pocket, you grasp the cold metal and pull out a bobbypin. You pick at the lock for a while before hearing a small 'click'. You try the handle again and the door opens this time. 
   You and Hoodie both sneak into the house, you do not see Annie yet. "I'm going to go check the kitchen, you check the living room," You give Hoodie a thimbs up and tou both ho your separate ways. You silently pad over to the doorway leading into the living room and peak inside. 
   The living room walls are painted a light grey. There is a black couch on one side of the wall, and a flat screen t.v on the other. In the corner between the couch and the wall is a house plant in a modern, porcelain plant pot. Above the couch sat a few picture frames with pictures of what looks to be Annie and her family. You give a slight smile, she looks so happy in the photos. You see no sign of Annie.
   You meet Hoodie at the foot of a stairwell. It probably leads up to her room. "This stairwell leads up to Annie's room," called it. You and Hoodie walk up the steps, being as quiet as humanly possible. You both see two doors "Her door is the left one" Hoodie states nonchalantly. You silently step towards the eggshell white door. You take a deep breath, and roughly shove the door open. Bat in hand, you speedwalk into the room, Hoodie right behind you. 
   You see Annie sitting at a desk with a monitor on it. She flinches into her chair and whips her head at you and Hoodie. "W-who are you, and what are you doung in my house?" Annie gets up from her chair and stumbles backwards a bit. "You know too much, we can't have that, we know what you know." Hoodie states reaching for the handgun in his hoodie pocket. 
   "S-STAY BACK", Annie shouts, pulling a meat cleaver from under her pillow. You chuckle lowly, "Do you really think we're afraid of you, Annie?" You seer, she gives you a look of shock and horror. "How do you know my name?" She questions, you laugh in her face. "Oh dear Annie, we know every little thing about you~" you laugh and step towards her menacingly. She stumbles backwards and falls on her butt, she scoots as far away from you until her back hits her bed. 
   You tilt your head to the right, signaling Hoodie to go get her files. You slowly and menacingly step towards Annie, every step you take your bat hits the floor with a solid 'thunk'. Your standing toe to toe with Annie's shaking form, you raise your bat. "P-please don't." She whimpers, her arms blocking her face. You chuckle and get ready to swing the bat.
   "Too late, sweetheart." You say as you bring the bat down as hard as you can onto her head. Blood spews all over everything. Annie lets out a scream as you bring down your bat once more on her head. She lets out a gurgle as blood drips down from her bashed in skull, out her nose, and her mouth. Hit her with your bat right in her temple to make sure she's dead. Once you know she's dead, you lean on your bat, and try to wipe spewed blood off your s/t face. 
   "You got the files?" You turn to Hoodie, he holds up a thick manilla folder. "Ok, let's go." You say, as you start to navigate to the front door, Hoodie follows in suit. You both find your way out of the house, and take a trail through the forest to get to the van, so you won't get noticed. You finally get to the dirty white van and you hop into yhe passenger side. 
   Almost as soon as you both get on the road, you pass out. Who knew bludgeoning someone to death with a bat could knock the energy out of you. When Hoodie sees you passed out, he smiles and chuckles softly. It's normal for a new proxy to clonk out after their first mission. 
   Once you and Hoodie got home, it was about 5:30 pm (17:30). Hoodie gently shakes you awake. "Y/n, you gotta get up, we're home now." He whispers gently to your sleeping form. You stir and slightly open your eyes, you blink and sit up straight. You yawn and stretch a bit. "How long was I out for?" "About 45 minutes." Hoodie informs, you nod, grabing your bat and getting out of the van. 
   You and Hoodie proceed to walk back to the mansion. "Hey kid, you did a great job today, I'm proud of you." You smile, still sleepy and out of it. "Thanks dad." Hoodie stops in his tracks, you turn back and let what you said sink in. "UH, I meant thanks Hoods, eheheh." You say and speedwalk as fast as you can to the mansion. 
  As soon as you enter the mansion you haul ass to your room. You shut the door and run into your bathroom. You sit in the toilet seat, trying not to hyperventilate as you flip your shit. You just called Hoodie dad, you're royaly fucked. You start toncry a little before you hear a knock on your door. You stop everything you're doing.
   "Y/n, please come out, I need to talk to you." You jear Hoodie's soft voice call from your door. You sigh, fuck it. You get up and trudge to the door. Your shaking hand grips the knob and turns it slowly. Your door creaks open to reveal Hoodie. "I'm so sorry for what I said I didn't mean to say  it out loud I don't want you to think of me any less and I would like to forget this ever happened." You spew out, flinching back when you're finished. Hoodie frowns underneath his mask and puts a hand on your tense shoulder. 
   "It's ok Y/n, I never knew you thought of me that way, but, It's okay." He almost whispers. You start to shake again, Hoodie sees this and engulfs you in a hug. He gently rocks you back and forth as you let out muffled sobs of shame. "It's okay honey I'm here, I'm here." 
   "Love is just a history that they may prove, and when you're gone, I'll tell them my religions"
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