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YES i do the cooking YES i do the cleaning YES i do the disorienting carriage driving and controlling wolves with my mind
i love in fantasy when its likeĀ āking galamir the mighty golden eagle and his most trusted advisor who would never betray him, gruelworm bloodeye the treacherousā
When my sister and I were kids we had this one action figure, who was actually a brutalized batman doll without his cape (the dog chewed half his head, too), who we dubbedĀ āEvil Chancellor Traytorā. The idea was that in the fictional society of our toys,Ā āchancellorā just came with the wordĀ āevilā in front of it, as a matter of ancient tradition. LikeĀ āgrandā orĀ āhighā or something along those lines.
Anyway, the running gag was that the king (an old Power Rangers knock-off doll) had absolute and unwavering faith in Evil Chancellor Traytor, who basically comported himself like a mix between Grima Wormtongue and Jafar from the Aladdin movies. Everyone was always sure that Evil Chancellor Traytor had something to do with the nefarious scheme of the day. The dude even carried around a poisoned knife calledĀ āthe kingslayerā.
The additional twist on the joke, though, was that he never wasĀ behind anything. The king was actually right. Evil Chancellor Traytor was the most devoted civil servant in the entire Action Figure Dystopia. He spent his nights working on writing up new legislature to ensure that broken toys had access to mobility devices, was always on the lookout to acquire new shoeboxes for expanding city infrastructure, and drafted a proposal that once got half theĀ āsettlementā in my sister and Iās closet moved to the upper shelf so that vulnerable toys were less likely to be snatched up by the dog.
The knife, as it turned out, was as symbolic as theĀ āevilā in his name. See, Action Figure Dystopia had a long history of corrupted monarchs getting too big for their thrones and exploiting the underclasses. The job of the Evil Chancellor was to always remain vigilant, and loyally serve a good ruler - or, if the regent should became a despot, to slay them on behalf of the people.
But since killing the king would be a terrible crime, the Evil Chancellor had to be the kind of person who would willingly die to spare the people from the plight of a wicked leader; because the murder would be pinned on them, in order to keep theĀ āmachinery of politicsā working as smoothly as ever.
Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor had a diary, in which my sister I would take turns writing out the most over-the-top good shit heād done behind the scenes. Usually after everyone else had finished talking shit about him. I donāt know why but we got the biggest kick out of being like:
Barbie With the Unfortunate Haircut: Oh that Evil Chancellor Traytor! Why canāt the king see how wicked he is?!
Charmander From the Vending Machine: Char!
Jurassic Park Toy of Jeff Goldblum With Disturbingly Realistic Face: At least if someone puts a knife in the kingās back, weāllĀ know where to look!
Evil Chancellor Traytorās Diary: Today I was feeding ducks at the park when I noticed another legless action figure sitting by the benches. I put a hundred dollars into his bag while he wasnāt looking. I really need to increase budgeting to the medical treatment centers. If only we had enough glue, I think we would see far fewer toys trying to get by without limbs⦠*insert iconic evil laugh*
Anyway, Evil Chancellor Traytor eventually fell victim to one of my momās cleaning sprees, and she decided he was too busted up to keep and tossed him out. My littler brother, who tended to follow my sister and Iās games like he was watching a daily soap opera, cried so hard that we had to do a specialĀ āepisodeā where one of the toys found the Evil Chancellorās diary, and so he got a big huge memorial and the king threw himself into the empty grave and then ordered the toys driving the toy bulldozer to bury him so thatĀ āTraytorās grave would have a bodyā (this seemed very important for some reason).
And then we had the Quest For a New King. Somehow or another that ended up being a giant rubber snake calledĀ āTyrant King Cobraā.
::closes tab, shuts off computer, and proceeds to have the best day ever just by knowing this exists::
i will always reblog Evil Chancellor Traytor
Lupercalia - Part 1
Homecoming
You return to your hometown after dropping out of university. If the shame of it wasnāt bad enough, you are forced to comfront old mistakes and a persistent stalker.
Fandoms: MCU, Captain America
Genre: Mostly suspense, some drama, horror and smut.
Ships: Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count:Ā 2k
Chapter Warnings:Ā Nothing in particular
Series Warnings: Smut, dubcon, sweat, violence, gore, body horror, minor character death.
An old work Iām finally getting around to finishing and posting. Decide to finally get done with it thanks to @searchforanotherwayāās pep talk. Itāll be posted in 5 parts. Kinda experimental.
Part 2Ā - Part 3Ā - Part 4Ā - Part 5
You had missed summers back home.
Nah. Who were you kidding? You had never liked the heat, and your three year stint in Chicago had spoiled you. Now home felt more like hell.
āYou gotta fix your AC, Milton,ā you told the man bagging your groceries as you wiped a bead of sweat from the back of your neck.
āDonāt I know,ā he snorted and pointed at his dewy forehead āI called a guy couple days ago. Never showed up.ā
āYou canāt trust electricians from outta town when theyāve got no competition. They get complacent, you know? If you donāt know how to fix it, I can ask dad to come take a look. Heāll do it for cheap.ā
āYou sure? Can he still do that with-ā
āHe can still climb a few steps.ā
āAlright, then,ā he smiled āhe can come in whenever weāre open.ā
We. Milton had been the only one manning the store since his wife went missing nearly three years ago, but he still said we.
āIāll tell him. Now pack up my shit; If I have to stay another minute Iām getting in the ice machine.ā It wasnāt just the heat that had you impatient. At this time of day, anyone could walk in, anyone you didnāt want to see.
He chortled, but it was muffled by the sound of the door being opened up to its hinges and the rattle of the glass in the storefront windows. You turned to look at who had entered and had to resist your urge to grimace. Steve was the second to last person you wanted to meet, but then again, none in town ever wanted to meet Steve.
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Oooh color me intrigued
Thank you! I hope I kept the intrigue up for the course of the seriesĀ š
Lupercalia - Part 5 (final)
The Beast
You return to your hometown after dropping out of university. If the shame of it wasnāt bad enough, you are forced to comfront old mistakes and a persistent stalker.
Fandoms: MCU, Captain America
Genre: Mostly suspense, some drama, horror and smut.
Ships: Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count:Ā 4.3k
Chapter Warnings:Ā Kidnapping, blood, gore, threats of violence, body horror, minor character death
Series Warnings: Smut, dubcon, sweat, violence, gore, body horror, minor character death.
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3Ā - Part 4
You ran out of sympathy for Steve and his injuries real fast. TJās friends had been declared as missing, disappearing without trace or warning. No reply to your brotherās texts, no messages to their own families, nothing.
Just like David.
Milton hadnāt turned up either. His neighbors saw him leaving the house in the morning, and they never saw him returning that night. Calls and messages went unanswered, his car had remained in the parking lot, and nothing in the house gave any signs that he had gone on an impromptu trip.
It was bad enough for your town that four people had gone missing in two days, you didnāt need your father to be the fifth.
You and your mother had begged him ā donāt go with Steve, he can find someone else ā and he seemed like he would listen to you, until he was offered double his usual rate.
Maybe your father wouldāve respected your wishes, but your family needed the money, and he wasnāt scared of anything. He had left on Steveās car hours ago, and you hadnāt heard of him since.
You sat in the kitchen all afternoon, waiting for him, as did your mother. She didnāt talk to you, didnāt even look at you, her eyes never straying from the ticking clock. You rolled your cellphone in between your hands. Your father hadnāt picked up any of your calls since he left.
It was dark out when the house phone rang. Both you and your mother ran to it, but you were faster. You pulled on the handset, and in your hurry almost ripped the entire thing off the wall. Your mother mustāve thought you had done so if her gasp was anything to go by.
āHello?ā
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I thought Iād guessed the end but I missed it by a mile. Amazing story. I like the last chapter specifically. I love how you paint things. ššš
You can feel free to share speculations lol
But seriously, thank you very much Comments always make my day and you made this story so much more visibleĀ š
Lupercalia - Part 4
Paid in Blood
You return to your hometown after dropping out of university. If the shame of it wasnāt bad enough, you are forced to comfront old mistakes and a persistent stalker.
Fandoms: MCU, Captain America
Genre: Mostly suspense, some drama, horror and smut.
Ships: Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count: 3k
Chapter Warnings:Ā Blood, implied violence, implied animal abuse, (in story) fictional violence
Series Warnings: Smut, dubcon, sweat, violence, gore, body horror, minor character death.
Part 1 - Part 2Ā - Part 3Ā - Part 5
The curtains of your bedroom window swayed in the breeze, mocking.
āYou can open us,ā they conspired. āThereās nothing weird outside! Yank us open with one pull!ā
You werenāt crazy enough to listen to random voices in your head, but curiosity was killing you. Just a peek shouldnāt hurt. You tugged on the fabric, just enough for a sliver or light to invade the room, and looked out.
You werenāt sure what you had been expecting. Steve was still loitering outside. When he came to your house that morning, asking for you, your mother promptly told him to fuck off. He hadnāt even come close to the front door since then, but heād stayed on the other side of the street, pacing before the silhouette of trees swathed by vines in the vacant lot across your home, knowing youād have to come out at some point.
You wished Steve was the sort of person you could call the cops on. The one time you tried it, you woke up to a different dead animal rotting on your windowsill every day for two weeks.
This couldnāt go on. He had terrorized the town for as long as you could remember, even more after Davidās disappearance. If he wouldnāt respect your mother, if public opinion didnāt cow him, if he wasnāt scared of the police, youād deal with him yourself.
Your mother shouted at you from the kitchen as you sprinted by, asking you where you were going. You ignored her. If you didnāt do this now, you didnāt think youād find the guts to do it later.
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This is good. I love that mom got the rolling pin out. Is starting to feel sympathy? Great chapter ššš
The rolling pin probably wonāt do much but itās the thought that counts xD
Thanks for commenting + reblogging!
Lupercalia - Part 3
Heat
You return to your hometown after dropping out of university. If the shame of it wasnāt bad enough, you are forced to comfront old mistakes and a persistent stalker.
Fandoms: MCU, Captain America
Genre: Mostly suspense, some drama, horror and smut.
Ships: Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count:Ā 3.8k
Chapter Warnings: Smut, dubcon, unprotected sex, sweat, mention of murder, mention of cannibalism
Series Warnings: Smut, dubcon, sweat, violence, gore, body horror, minor character death.
We get to the good bit
Part 1Ā - Part 2Ā - Part 4Ā - Part 5
The day at work rolled by slow and lazy, as they always did since you moved back. You werenāt made for the dullness of the countryside, the sameness in every day and every thought. All you wanted was a small place in a big city, dwelling among an infinite number of strangers, was that so much to ask?
You were playing with a stack of tuna cans when the store phone rang. Milton picked it up and you tuned out the half of the conversation he was having, too focused on building your fish pile. You had made good progress on the base of the structure when your boss found you, kneeling on the floor, trying to recreate the Eiffel Tower.
āI need you to deliver something,ā he said, showing you two heavy-looking plastic bags. At least he wasnāt mad at you for playing with food.
āSure.ā You tried not to grimace as you remembered you had come with the bike, having made the rookie mistake of wearing a summer dress for work that day. āWhere am I going?ā
āTo Steveās. He canāt come pick up his usual today.ā
Maybe youād misheard him. āUh, sorry. Which Steve?ā
Milton gave you a funny look. āRogers.ā Of course. No other Steve came to this place, let alone have a āusualā.
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The smut was perfect. I love the mystery threaded through this story. I love the readerās struggle against herself the most. Excellent story. š
Thank you so much, J! I was worried about how the quick shift would be perceived, but Iām glad people donāt seem to be taken out of the story by it.
and while weāre at it, fuck this idea that ONE ACCOUNT has to belong uniquely to ONE PERSON. This is the same thing these silicon valley fucks want; their vision of the future where everyone has a unique biometric ID code implanted in their body is the ultimate extension of Netflixās āno password sharingā policy. You want to use your friendās car? Sorry, you canāt, you need to be an authorized user. Your mother wants to let you look something up on her OED account? Too bad! Thatās only for her! The concept of perfect market efficiency gives them greedy little money bag eyes.
If I pay money to have a newspaper sent to my house, they donāt charge me extra when I show it to my dad. This password sharing thing isnāt just a Netflix problem; donāt be surprised if it shows up elsewhere in other forms. Stamp this idea out now or weāll be stuck with it.
Walk a little on the lake path with me. The sun is coming up.
I am a citizen of the United States of America and I DEMAND MY RIGHT
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Driver: I swear, I just... Iām gonna get pulled over everyday. (to the cat)
Yes officer? Iām- what am I doing? Iām going the speed limit.
Oh! You need a warrant to be here! YouĀ have to have warrant to get into my vehicle sir!
I am a (laughing) citizen of the United States of America and I demand my rights!
No you cannot search my glove box! You cannot search anything.
Thank you. Or else- come back when you get a warrant. (laughing)]
i'm working on layouts for HAUNTS today!! you've got 6 days left to grab a copy šš
Lupercalia - Part 1
Homecoming
You return to your hometown after dropping out of university. If the shame of it wasnāt bad enough, you are forced to comfront old mistakes and a persistent stalker.
Fandoms: MCU, Captain America
Genre: Mostly suspense, some drama, horror and smut.
Ships: Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count:Ā 2k
Chapter Warnings:Ā Nothing in particular
Series Warnings: Smut, dubcon, sweat, violence, gore, body horror, minor character death.
An old work Iām finally getting around to finishing and posting. Decide to finally get done with it thanks to @searchforanotherwayāās pep talk. Itāll be posted in 5 parts. Kinda experimental.
Part 2Ā - Part 3Ā - Part 4Ā - Part 5
You had missed summers back home.
Nah. Who were you kidding? You had never liked the heat, and your three year stint in Chicago had spoiled you. Now home felt more like hell.
āYou gotta fix your AC, Milton,ā you told the man bagging your groceries as you wiped a bead of sweat from the back of your neck.
āDonāt I know,ā he snorted and pointed at his dewy forehead āI called a guy couple days ago. Never showed up.ā
āYou canāt trust electricians from outta town when theyāve got no competition. They get complacent, you know? If you donāt know how to fix it, I can ask dad to come take a look. Heāll do it for cheap.ā
āYou sure? Can he still do that with-ā
āHe can still climb a few steps.ā
āAlright, then,ā he smiled āhe can come in whenever weāre open.ā
We. Milton had been the only one manning the store since his wife went missing nearly three years ago, but he still said we.
āIāll tell him. Now pack up my shit; If I have to stay another minute Iām getting in the ice machine.ā It wasnāt just the heat that had you impatient. At this time of day, anyone could walk in, anyone you didnāt want to see.
He chortled, but it was muffled by the sound of the door being opened up to its hinges and the rattle of the glass in the storefront windows. You turned to look at who had entered and had to resist your urge to grimace. Steve was the second to last person you wanted to meet, but then again, none in town ever wanted to meet Steve.
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I am very interested in Lupercal and find myself wanting to ride my bike there myself! I am so ready to see how this goes down!
Iām kind of surprised about how much the town itself seemed to have struck with people lol I hope you enjoy the rest of it just as much :)
Lupercalia - Part 2
Nothing Changes
You return to your hometown after dropping out of university. If the shame of it wasnāt bad enough, you are forced to comfront old mistakes and a persistent stalker.
Fandoms: MCU, Captain America
Genre: Mostly suspense, some drama, horror and smut.
Ships: Steve Rogers x Reader
Word Count: 2.7k
Chapter Warnings: Nothing in particular
Series Warnings: Smut, dubcon, sweat, violence, gore, body horror, minor character death.
Part 1Ā - Part 3Ā - Part 4Ā - Part 5
You had abused your parents hospitality for three whole weeks, paying no bills, helping with no rent, and only occasionally doing the dishes, grocery shopping being the chore you did most reliably. They were sympathetic of your strife, but they couldnāt support you forever. They didnāt have much money, and your youngest brotherās NEETness was already a drain on their resources. You had to find a way to bring home the bacon, because your fatherās gigs, your motherās handmade sweaters and their measly social security checks werenāt cutting it anymore. Luckily, your latest supply run had also supplied you with employment.
āI could use the help,ā Milton had told you as he helped you carry your bags to the car. āIf you want it.ā
āAre you kidding? Of course I want it!ā
He looked happy with your enthusiasm, then his face fell and he rubbed the back of his neck. āI can only pay minimum wage, though.ā
āEvery job here only pays minimum wage,ā youād rolled your eyes and smiled in return. āAnything is a big help, seriously. So, when do I come in?ā
You discussed your hours, and you were happy to find your employer to be tolerant with them. He wouldnāt chew you out for coming in a few minutes late or leaving a few minutes early, there was no uniform or dress-code, and if you needed a day off you could just warn him and heād let you off the hook. Heād been running the shop by himself for a while, he explained, and he could still do it when necessary. He just appreciated the help.
It was nice to be appreciated.
You were in a good mood when you got home, but it soured fast when you saw the pickup truck parked in your driveway, blocking the garage.
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What happened here? Why is she so wary of Steve? I love the world building and the frankness of readerās thoughts. This is wonderful šš
Thank you so much <3 They have shared history and I wanted to make that clear while also leaving its exact nature a mystery for a later reveal. Iām so happy you like it :D
Biologists don't know how to use commas and I think that's very cute
We were together. I forget the rest.
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