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"Roger? I..." something was off with him, for days now! With my neighbours son. He wasn't around that much, visiting for the weekend.

He was nice, having a chat with me here and ther. But this time it was different. Looked at me different, checked me out even. But I tried to not overrate it

This is probably the first time anyone's ever appreciated Vriska’s 'help'.

She's used to (justified) hostility from the trolls. The idea that John would thank her is as alien to her as he is. She can barely comprehend it.

AG: I don't know, John. You'd 8e surprised how often people resent it when you try to help them! AG: 8ut see, you really get it. That's why you're special.

Well, hang on a second, Vriska.

Tavros resented you for a good fucking reason. Things aren't different because John's 'special', they're different because you're actively treating him better than your last apprentice.

Vriska enjoyed torturing Tavros. Maybe she did think she was ‘helping’ him, but she also knew it was a miserable experience for the guy. There was an undertone of sadism to it that can't be denied, no matter what her true intentions were.

Contrast this with John, who she killed painlessly in his sleep. She didn't torment him, she didn't gloat or insult him, and she went out of her way to make his death as comfortable as possible. Unlike Tavros, Vriska actually cares about John's well-being, and that's why he's more receptive.

John's thankful because he can tell that Vriska cares, and Tavros resented her 'training' because he knew she didn't. Does she really not grok the difference?

AG: I know how this is pro8a8ly going to sound, especially to a human. AG: 8ut I just killed someone.

And I think you’re having some very unwelcome feelings about it.

Just what is happening to you, Vriska?

AG: He was a friend. AG: Someone from our team. […] AG: The truth is I killed him 8ecause at the time, I thought I wanted to, and sort of felt like I finally had to.

I think you killed him because that's what you're trained for. Years of FLARPing with Terezi has trained you to deal with problematic trolls decisively and violently, and years of feeding your lusus has taught you that being a murderer is what defines you. From multiple directions at once, your instincts were screaming that it was time for Tavros to die.

And yet... you're saying you thought you had to kill him. You're not sure anymore - and thus, a small crack begins to form in your worldview.

tecido de luz

ohhh now there arent very many witchcraft minsung fics but these two are both little hidden gems really. enjoy <3

strange magic by spearbi (1/1 | 5,615 | Teen And Up)

Anyone who knows Minho is aware that he’s a devout catholic. He’s always found solace in the linear ritual of communion, in the thick smell of burning incense, and the familiar repetition of church hymns.

There’s no doubt in his mind that God and all of His angels exist; however, he’s always denied the existence of spirits.

And then his ramen starts levitating.

//minor violence //homophobia

artificial blush by gaymumbling (1/1 | 1,636 | General)

“Great. Well, in that case, I grabbed it first so it should be mine,” he responded with a certain glint in his eye that just begged Jisung to argue. “Yeah, well, I saw it first.” “Okay, how could you possibly prove that?”