#vee posting

-{<^>} Favorites {<^>}-

finished / favorite thing ever

not finished / I really love

hasn't started but still knows a lot / I like

shows:

jjk

mha

owl house

avatar the last Airbender

kaiju #8

teen titans original animated series

ninjago

movies:

iron lung

project hail Mary

Captain America winter soldier

dead poet society

the dark night

characters:

mahito (jjk)

gojo (jjk)

slade (dc)

neil (dps)

joker (dc)

scarecrow (dc)

Red Hood (dc)

bucky (marvel)

Hunter (toh)

games:

Minecraft

roblox (mainly play with my sisters)

mobile games

youtubers:

BIG GAMING 64!!! his videos have gotten em through the worst days, please check him out, even if it's just for buddy time

barley the burr

matpat

sellsword arts

ashur gharavi

shlatt

Carson

clawed beauty

love:

purple

chickens

geese

fan fics

writing

people

purple

-{<^>} before you interact (byi) {<^>}-

I don't really have a dni, just don't be a jerk. also I am a minor, but I really like being flirted with

this blog will have triggering topics such as sh, ed, suicide, drugs, alcohol, self hate, blood, and many things like that. I will try to tag but we tend to forget. a friendly reminder to tag something is always helpful!

I have a lot of mental struggles and will post about them

I have rejection sensitivity

I am an age regressor and will post things like that

tone tags are very helpful

if I upset you or mess up, please tell me. I really suck at seeing those things and would rather you not hate me because I misunderstood :)

I'm a system!

I'm a bit of a yandere and am currently looking for another yandere my age. I want to obsess over someone but I'll warn you I'm a lot

https://www.tumblr.com/villain-in-your-story/818902346974330880/im-a-villain-do-you-think-that-it-isnt?source=share

old intro post

ask games always open when asks are open

ask game 1

all dividers and blinkies are made by other artists here on Tumblr. none of them are made by me unless stated

top mahito divider made by @kite-aholic

bottom mahito divider made by me :3

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He comes to the house and Niko doesn’t move. Hela is next to her, holding her hand, Elijah is talking to him, her skin is cold and prickles at the back of her neck. She can't hear anything, her eyes flick around her family, hoping one of them would stop this, Erika is holding Hela's hand and Hela is clinging to her side, glaring at him, and Niko feels sick. She wants to go over, she wants to help, but she can't move. It's like watching a carriage tip over, there's nothing she can do, she's just a girl, and she hates it, her vision blurs with the tears that come so easily to her but this time they make her mad. What right does she have to cry? Her teeth ache to rip into his throat, she aches to lunge, to rip, to tear, but he's so much bigger than her, she's just a girl, she can't speak, she can't even scream. She holds onto to the necklace her mother gave her, wishing she could give it to Erika to protect her from this.

But mother is the one doing it to her.

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Erika screams. She cries. She begs. She pleads. Niko has never seen so much emotion from her, never seen her sister visibly suffer, show pain, show fear. But it doesn’t work. Not a single second of it helps. Father holds Rebekah in his lap, bouncing his leg and ignores Erika entirely, and mother…. Niko has never seen mother so cruel.

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Hela paces, scheming. She's fifteen to Niko's eighteen, and she's already braver, fiercer. Marta mimics her pacing, following her around in circles. "You're not helping me, Niko!" She snarls, and Niko shakes her head. "How am I meant to help you if you've been pacing in silence?" Niko snapped back. "It's a bad idea to interfere. If mother would do this to her, what do you think she'd do to us if she found out we were meddling?" Hela stops abruptly, then almost topples over when Marta runs directly into the back of her legs. She picks her up and forcefully, but somehow still gently, shoves her into Niko's arms. "Go. Away," Hela says softly to Niko, and she looks, murderous.

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Erika flies around the house, making preparations, snapping at Niko and Elijah constantly. Remember to do this. Elijah make sure so and so always gets such and such on Fridays, Niko, you'll have to take over caring for Hela and Marta, Marta needs such and such herb daily for her digestion, don't forget, don't forget, do not, forget. Niko feels dizzy, as he stands in the doorway, Erika's husband. He's talking, to Elijah, smiling, laughing, and she feels numb. There's a sound she's never heard crawling up her throat that gets lodged as Elijah smiles and laughs and makes him promise to treat Erika well and Erika's head snaps over to the two of them. Niko can't hear, anything anymore. The necklace feels warm on her chest and she's chopping herbs, trying to replicate the example that Erika showed her, trying, so hard, not to cry again. Father has left town, he took Rebekah, he won't be back in time for the wedding, and Niko doesn’t know if that's better or worse. Her visions blurred again, and there's, she thinks there's blood. Her fist curls around the knife, uncurls, curls again. Elijah would stop her, she thinks, Donovan would stop her, she could hurt Erika or Elijah, and she doesn’t do it. Later she realizes there's a dark mark on her shirt while she washes it, like something burned it. She doesn’t know why.

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