choice kills

A new drawing from my Undertale AU, Halimawtale. Halimaw means “Monster” in filipino. Basically, Frisk is an ordinary human child, the other characters are all well-known filipino monsters, it’s Frisk’s choice to kill or befriend these creatures.

Basically here, Chara’s an Aswang and Asriel’s a Kinara. (for friskriel reasons LOL but, the Kinara’s alter part, the Mandurugo fits the god of hyperdeath.)

It’s based of a cute children’s story about a kid befriending a bunch of halimaws, since the kid was nice the monsters decided to give him a gift? or blessing, something like that, it’s been a long time since I read that book, it had some cute illustrations too, I forgot what book that was.

PSA: Do not actually eat ghosts. They taste like pain.

Context: Our party has just defeated a bunch of ghosts, and the dead ghosts are starting to dissolve.

Fairy OOC: I’M GOING TO EAT THE GHOSTS

Soul Knight OOC: DO NOT EAT THE GHOSTS THAT WILL ONLY LEAD TO SADLY STARING AT A JAR OF PEANUT BUTTER AT 2AM

Fairy OOC: FUCK YOU I’M A FAIRY, I’M GONNA EAT THE GHOSTS

DM: Eating ghosts is not one of a fairy’s abilities.

Fairy OOC: *nat 20* IT IS NOW

DM: …Okay, you eat one of the ghosts who’s disappearing more slowly than the others. It tastes like a mixture of human flesh and flavorless ice cream. Also, all fairies can now eat ghosts.

Gunslinger IC: *SCREAMING AND HIDING BEHIND THE SOUL KNIGHT*

Barbarian OOC: Wait, would your character know what human flesh tastes like?

Fairy OOC: I mean they are Chaotic Evil.

You’re the lover of a Queen who use to rule over the kingdom with kindness. You were the kid she use to practice sword fighting with, and she was the young princess who slipped you money for your family to eat and taught you how to read. As you grew up together, you were excited for the prospect of being the Queen’s protector, lover and father to her children. The power has driven her mad though, she’s cruel and sadistic, and her only pleasure is to torture those who serve her. A servant who owes you her life informs you of the your lover’s plans for your assassination. You have a choice; kill your lover and take over the kingdom for yourself, or let her continue to rule and escape to live your life on the run.

Someone: I really like you!

Me: what a Bad Choice but pls don’t stop

Source

We had just set up camp for the night. My dark elf ranger is on first watch. Everyone else goes to sleep. Suddenly giant fleas begin to attack. I roll a nat 20 and kill them all after they’ve destroyed all our supplies, but nobody wakes up. This happens the next morning.

DM: without food the party starts to go hungry.
Barbarian: Wait what happened to the food??
Wizard: Wait where is Vidarr? (my character)
Me: *shows up carrying a deer* did I ever tell you I was raised in the woods by deer?
Barbarian: Are you telling me we are about to eat Bambi? Because I’m ready.

6

Tom is your Tom problem.

I love the slight hesitation in alec before he kisses magnus. you see him shift on the spot as though he almost dipped forwards but didn’t, and then the second time he gives in to himself and it’s just so important to me? he’s so scared. he’s never done anything like this before. he’s scared that magnus will treat him differently for having a lack of experience, scared that they’re too different, scared that he might not compare to a single one of magnus’ memories. but when he turns to leave, he can’t. he wants this; he wants magnus. he can’t find a good enough reason to let his fears make him walk away from what he wants, and so he turns back, and he’s still scared, but he kisses magnus and in that moment decides that he’s going to fight for this man

Take a Leap (Jake x MC)

Title - Take a Leap (Jake X MC)
Request - Prompt 72 and “ A MC/Jake fic where he gives her his dogtags? I saw someone write a fic on it, and would like to see your take. ” - Anon
Prompt - “Just smile. I really need you to smile right now.”
Pairing - Jake X MC
Warnings: PG. (Slight violence.) 
Word Count - 1840 (Okay, so this is a long one- and I feel evil for it. But I also really enjoyed writing it…)

Shout out to @choicesimaginesandmore and @ladysansaa who I believe were the talented souls mentioned by anon! Also to @visualnovel-lover who came up with the original prompt! I really hope you all enjoy my take!

You’re running through the Celestial, making your way to the roof. Slowly, the Watchers following you fall behind, turned around in the endless twisting and turning corridors. Craig and Sean lead the way, while you keep pace with Michelle directly behind them. The others follow closely- Jake and Estella choosing to stay at the very back of the group. You sprint around a corner…And stop suddenly. Craig and Sean stand still in front of you, arms out to stop you from running on. Behind you, you hear the others stop, and Lila lets out a gasp.

Three Watchers stand in front of you, halfway down the hall. One wears an elephant mask, the other wears one of jade. The third Watcher, and the tallest- is the one who broke through your window. The Golden eyed Leader. For a moment, nobody moves…. And then Jake steps forward, placing himself in between your group and the Watchers.

“Go.” He doesn’t shift his gaze, but you know he’s talking to you all. Sean steps forward, silently offering his assistance. Craig steps forward too- but Sean holds out a hand, halting him.

“Keep going- grab the chutes. We’ll catch up with you at the roof.” He orders Craig, who nods.

Aleister moves first, gently pulling Grace after him by the hand. Raj, Lila, Craig, Michelle and Quinn follow quickly- Diego hesitates before also following the others, scooping Furball up as he does. Estelle and Sean lag behind with you, moving so they block the corridor your friends have just gone down.

The Watchers stare at you, the Leader’s gold eyes moving slowly over each of you. You glare at him, stepping forward so you’re almost beside Jake, Sean and Estella staying a little back.

“Let us go.” Your voice is firm, and all three of the Watchers turn their heads to look at you.

You know as I do that cannot happen. We must take you.” His voice echoes in your head with such force that you gasp. Jake moves instantly, stepping protectively in front of you.

“Princess, go- Estella, Sean and I can handle the Smurfs.” He doesn’t look at you as he speaks, unwilling to look away from the Watchers. He’s tense, ready to fight the moment a Watcher moves.

Your mind flashes back to the last time the Pilot faced off with a Watcher… you can still clearly hear the sound of the glass as it pierced his skin, remember how his hand had felt so cold in yours…

The Jade masked Watcher darts towards you suddenly, leaping forward with inhumane speed! Jake is ready though and manages to block the first blow, immediately going on the defensive. The Leader moves next and Estella meets him halfway, blocking a roundhouse kick as she does. The Elephant Masked Watcher is close behind, but is thrown to the ground in a bone crunching tackle as Sean takes him down. You watch, your heart in your mouth as your friends fight- unsure of who to help. You hang back, ready to jump in.

Jake ducks another punch, and sends a swift jab towards the jade masked watcher’s head. The Watcher doesn’t move in time, and crumples to the ground, unmoving. As Estella grabs the Leader by his arm, Jake turns to help her. A sudden glint catches your eye, as the Watcher Jake just took down leaps up from the ground…

“No!” You jump forward, pushing Jake to the side as the Watcher swings his arm around….

You feel a sharp pain across your ribs, and you cry out in pain as you hit the ground. Your hand wraps around your ribs as you try to recover the breath that suddenly left your body. You hear Jake cuss, and something- someone- slams into the wall with great force, followed by another. A few seconds later, Jake is rolling you over- a look of pure panic in his eyes. Before he can speak though, Estella is beside him.

“Let’s move- while we have a chance!” The Pilot doesn’t hesitate, picking you up in a fireman’s carry. You can’t help but let out a moan of pain as he does, and you hear him apologise softly as he starts to run after the others.

You reach the roof, Sean throwing the door open with force. The others are there, waiting. Estella slams the door behind you as Jake sets you down on the closest deck chair, pushing your hand away from your wound. You know it’s deep, and you can feel the blood coating your skin.

His jaw set as he sees it, and he looks up at you.

“You shouldn’t have done that.” His voice is firm, but you can hear the hint of a tremble. He grabs a cushion from the chair, yanking off the cover. “You could have been killed.”

“If I hadn’t, you would have been killed.” You counter, hissing as he presses the now balled up cover against the wound.

“Better me than you.” He answers, and you feel your stomach twist. You put a hand on his arm, and his eyes meet yours.

“I can’t lose you too.” He sighs.

Before you can reply, Michelle appears beside you. She looks worried, and Jake moves away so she can examine you. After just a few seconds, she pulls a bandage out of her pocket, and starts to tightly bind your wound.

“Once we’re safe, I’ll take care of it properly.” She tells you. You nod in reply, hissing at the pressure, before looking around. Everyone else is now gathered in a huddle, seemingly having a heated discussion. You’re a little way away, and can’t make out the words- but suddenly they break apart, apparently coming to a decision.  As Michelle heads over to talk to Sean and Craig Diego moves to sit beside you, throwing an arm around your shoulders. You lean into him as you watch the others- Grace and Aleister are marking out a starting point a little from the roof edge, while Raj double checks the equipment. Estella scoops Furball up, tucking him in the front of her hoodie and zipping it up, as IRIS zooms around the roof, taking in details.

“I estimate that we have two minutes remaining before the Watchers reach the roof. Another minute- perhaps one and a half before they succeed at removing the door from its hinge.” She informs Lila, who chooses not to reply.

“MC, if there was anyone I’d wish to be stranded on a deserted Island with, it’s you.” Diego sighs. “Actually, it’s the Rock- but you’re a close second.” He flashes you a grin, and you laugh slightly, ignoring the sharp pain across your ribs as you do.

“Right back at you.” You tell him. He opens his mouth to respond, when a loud bang on the door to the roof cuts him off, and you all go silent. You hear shouting from the other side of the door, and you look over at the others.

Nobody speaks, but everybody moves.

Craig picks up a chute and pulls it on, silently volunteering to jump first. Diego doesn’t speak as he stands, moving to the pile of parachutes. He starts handing them out. He doesn’t look at you as he hands one to you, but moves to pass another over to Estella.

You slowly stand as first Craig, then Raj make the first jumps. A pair of hands suddenly take your chute, and you realise Jake is beside you again. He helps you to strap your chute on, before turning you around. There’s an odd look in his eyes, but there’s no time to question it. Without warning, he leans in and presses his lips to yours, one hand on your waist. He kisses you deeply, and you place your hand on his chest. You can feel his heart racing as he moves so his forehead rests on yours.

“Hey, Princess- Do me a favour?” He asks quietly. You pull away slightly so you can look into his eyes.

“Just smile, Princess. I need to see you smile.” It’s a strange request, and it makes you feel nervous. Even so, you force yourself to smile.

“I’ll always smile for you.” You respond, and he smirks slightly, his hand running through your hair.

“I’ll see you on the ground?” You ask. He doesn’t respond, but his hands move suddenly, and you feel him slip something over your head. You look down, and realise he’s no longer wearing his dogtags. Your hand moves up to feel the cool metal, resting against your chest. You look up, eyes wide.

“Jake, what-“

“Go.” He cuts you off, leaning forward for one more kiss… “I’ll be right behind you.” He pushes you forward, gently but firmly. You glance back at him, but don’t argue.

Once Michelle is clear, you take a deep breath, running towards the roof edge. You jump and for a minute, you’re free falling. Then the wind catches the chute and you jolt, before feeling your fall slow.

As your feet hit the ground Sean runs over to you, helping you out of the chute.

“Come on, we’ve gotta go!” Michelle hisses, glancing around. The others are already heading deeper into the trees. Sean starts to pull you towards them, but you resist.

“Wait! Diego and Jake-“

“M/C, they’re not coming.”

Michelle’s voice is soft, and you feel your heart stop for a second.

“What?”

“We were two chutes short- Diego and Jake volunteered to stay behind.”

You look back up at the roof. You can just hear the sound of shouting, and you think you can see both Diego and Jake moving as several of the Watchers pour onto the roof, torches high. You can hear shouting, a crash…and then a muffled scream.

Your mind flashes back, and you remember Diego thanking you for your friendship. You remember the look in Jake’s eyes before he kissed you once more…

It hits you that these may be your final memories of them.

“No…” Arms wrap around you as you collapse, and a hand covers your mouth as you cry out. You think you hear someone say your name, but all you can think of is Jake’s touch, Diego’s laughter…

You let out a sob, and you feel the wound across your ribs beginning to throb.

Carry her!” Someone says, and you feel the arms around you shift. You’re lifted up, and you suddenly realise you’re in Sean’s arms….But you don’t care. You feel tears roll down your face, and you turn to bury your face in the Quarterback’s chest. You hear him mumble an apology as he runs. You hear the trees moving around you, the crunch of dirt under Sean’s feet….

As you start to black out, your hand move to clutch at the dogtags around your neck. Sound and light starts to fade, and the last thing you hear is a voice in your head….

I’m sorry. It wasn’t supposed to happen this way.

(You can’t help but agree.)