I’m seriously so so sorry I’ve been so slow getting to some people’s starters, and I’ve apparently missed some replies too. I’m trying my best; I’ve just been getting busy with school stuff and my muses have been selective little shits so yeah…
Mun is exhausted so is calling it a night.
Goodnight, Blots! Once again, much apologies.
Ron helping Harry calm down after a panic attack because he thought his scar hurt when it was just a normal headache
Ron learning how to use the telephone properly so Harry could call him if he woke up in the middle of the night before of a nightmare
Ron quickly making a…
Baby Nala plying with a ribbonBunbunbunbunbunbunamtrax
I WANT ONE
Fully adjustable and plated in 18k white gold, this elegant ring covers your entire upper finger. This piece is adorned with fine crystals and glows a bright blue color when worn in the dark. Sold on Etsy.
Not to mention the whole damn town gets cursed
he doesn’t just DIE, he’s lynched because the Gaston-equivalent sees them together and the whole town is horribly racist and that’s why she starts killing people
I WILL DEFEND THESE TWO TO THE GRAVE
IT HAS BEGUN
THREAT LEVEL PUMPKIN
IT’S FUCKING JULY
WE ARE THE JACK-O’-LANTERNS IN JULY SETTING FIRE TO THE S KY
Odess muttered the words under his breath before sipping at the water, quickly dropping his control and gulping it down until he drained the glass. Out of the corner of his eye, he…
His stomach slowly stopped rumbling as he ate the second piece of toast with a little more urgency. Odess licked his lips after, catching as many crumbs as he possibly could, eyes closing as he savored every burnt bit.
But he quickly recovered from that little vulnerability, his rose eyes wide and staring at Eddie as he ate. The boy fidgeted, pulling a little at the ropes around his wrists. His arms still hurt and with that water he suddenly had a pressing need to use the restroom. Odess bit his lip before blurting out, manner belligerent but also afraid of backlash.
"…my arms hurt and I need to use the bathroom."
Kevan grunted as he fell into the waiting arms of the soldiers, black and bleach tipped hair flying. God those cuffs hurt, pinioning his arms cruelly behind his back. There was no way he could pull them apart; the magnets were too strong.
Hands came from nearly every direction…
He was led like a kite on a string into his father’s chambers, once again immobilized by the other boy’s abilities. For the first time in years, Kevan laid eyes on Adam, whose face broke into a smile even as Kevan glared. Salt and pepper hair, well lined face, a kind twinkle to his eye…he looked more like a favorite teacher than a psychopath. The man stood from behind his desk, slowly applauding and looking like a kid on Christmas.
"Nikolae…you actually did it. Even with your impressive abilities i wasn’t sure you could contain him. But you did! You brought my son home…"
Kevan jerked his head away from Adam as he came closer, moss green eyes alight with hatred as he cursed obscenities into the muzzle. Adam sighed, reaching out a hand to push a button on the device’s jawline. A speaker crackled to life and a voice remarkably similar to Kevan’s came out.
"-cking BASTARD I am NOT your son!"
"True. You’re a hundreds of years old siren inhabiting the body of my son. But I still raised you from the cradle. That should mean something, shouldn’t it?"
"It means jack shit and you know it! Stop trying to play the goddamn familial loyalty card; it’s not going to work."
"Such language. What would your mother say?"
"I don’t know; why don’t YOU ask her, since you killed her and my sister while I watched!"
"More quibbling. Your powers ran rampant; if I maybe gave them a push, am I really to blame? Even with their…tragic accident, your mother and sister shared my ideals. They’d want you to say yes."
"Oh, don’t fucking try that again. I won’t let you manipulate me this time! I don’t care how powerful you think you are, but I won’t bend to your schemes!"
"Kevan Kevan Kevan…of course you will. You’re alone here, no allies, no magic. You are mine to control and use, much like I use Nikolae over there. One day, you will submit, and then I will finally have the perfect world I desire."
"You sick fuck! You can’t just control people like that!"
"But I can. After all, I now have you. Nikolae, take him to a cell. You are to be his personal guard, and it’s your job to break him. Do this, and I will grant you your freedom. I promise."
Adam turned his back, an obvious dismissal. Kevan couldn’t help but feel a little bit of sympathy for Nikolae. But only a little. After all, he was still caught in the grip of his power, and he didn’t seem to be leaving it any time soon.
Odess couldn’t help the shiver that ran down his spine as Eddie mentioned having him again. He wasn’t a…a THING to be possessed! Ropes or no, he was going to get out of here eventually…
The jam covered…
Odess muttered the words under his breath before sipping at the water, quickly dropping his control and gulping it down until he drained the glass. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Eddie’s smile widening.
He almost stopped, but his hunger was too great.