raysinmufins
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“I’m not strong enough anymore,” she tells you during one evening when crystals of light stream through a slit in the window curtains, “I used to be strong like you but they kept looking at me. They wouldn’t stop even when I screamed.”
(His teeth sink into your neck and you can feel the way blood leaves your body. “Wait,” you keep saying, your raspy voice cracking and growing in volume. “Stop, wait, wait…”
He didn’t stop when you started screaming and he didn’t stop when you struggled, trying to roll over, away, get away - he just held you against the ground. And he didn’t stop.)
“They’re looking at me,” she says, moaning late in the night, any time you are there to listen. “Baby, they’re going to kill me, aren’t you going to help me?”
(Aren't you?)
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chilled to your soul by raysinmufins
Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess
11 Sep 2022
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Slowly, he turns his head to make eye contact with you. “Hello, little hero,” he says, and you wonder why he calls you that.
You do not reply. Your faces are so close your noses are almost touching. You wonder if the touching, exactly, is one way - he can touch you, but can you touch him?
You have to force yourself not to reach out and try.
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You are nine years old. by raysinmufins
Fandoms: The Legend of Zelda & Related Fandoms, The Legend of Zelda: The Ocarina of Time
26 Jun 2022
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You are meant to be a child forever; you're not immortal, not really. But you were never supposed to age, you were never supposed to leave the forest, and you were never supposed to be what you are now.
You are nine years old, and you thought you knew who you are.
You were nine years old. And you grieve that loss.
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“I need to get out of here,” you tell him, “and so do you.”
He does not react to this except with another nearly unnoticeable tilt of his head.
“I’m a loose end, and you are too, unless you want to rot in a fucking cell until they put you on death row.”
The only way you know he’s really listening is that fucking stare. It burns into you.
“You in?”
And he shakes your hand, nods, and that’s that.
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- And you have a realization. You're no longer the killer. You're the prey.
- He doesn’t seem nervous. He should be. He says, “I can help you out.”
- Your savior leans down to rip the knife out. He gives you a look and offers the weapon. You take it.
- "Last chance," he says like a warning. He repeats, "Last chance."