Littlerachelawrites - 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪

Agreed.

That all is the pure truth.

pretty bitches never die‼️

Cherry red aesthetic

The voice reveal is GONE™, if you heard it, good for you! 🐱

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With this, the entirety of The Path To Freedom AU series is concluded. There are no more spoilers left now! Feel free to share your thoughts and interpretations, I'm really interested to hear your experience reading this fanwork and what you guys think. Headcanons about this AU are welcome as well!

I got this idea in January and published the first part in February. I can't believe this went on for 9 months, time flies😭 And I'm kinda sad it's over now, this AU has grown on me... I still want to publish some of my thought processes behind different aspects of the story later and make some art for it separately from the plot but that might take a while, because not only am I a master in procrastination but I also have some other projects I need to work on at the moment, so bear with me.

Thank you for all the love and support, I appreciate it more than I could ever put into words🫶

And special thanks to Arabella W. for helping me out with the script and supporting me throughout the creative process, this project wouldn’t be the same without you <3

Do you think you could expand more on your Otto ramble? :3

You'd never be safe from his prying eyes or ears. He could set up cameras and microphones in your home and install a GPS tracking chip in the back of your neck without you even noticing.

That is, all assuming that he hasn't already moved you into his home yet.

If you're a Valkyrie/work for Schicksal, don't be surprised when you're suddenly barred from going on missions and are "promoted" to be his personal assistant who does nothing but paperwork all day and follows him around to meetings and announces his daily schedule.

Otto collects items that you've used, anything to get his hands on a source of your DNA. Things like your used toothbrush, a piece of chewed up gum, your pen that has your fingerprints on it, a lock of hair, and of course - the "Holy Relic" as he calls it - your used undergarments.

Anyways, Otto is a fucking loser and drinks jizz out of solo cups and that's all that has to be said about him.

˚｡⋆౨ Lovesick Fyodor ৎ₊˚

“I don’t want to want you / But in my dreams I seem to be more honest […] I think I might have fallen in love / What am I to do?” - Halley’s Comet, Billie Eilish

╰⪼ I love it when very powerful characters are vulnerable and I love it when emotionally reserved and stoic people are faced with being and feeling human and the whole spectrum of feelings that come with being human. Imagining Fyodor in love is a beautiful concept that I like playing around with recently and I definitely want more of it. Gentle, tender, human and vulnerable Fyodor; rare and beautiful to think and write about.

╰⪼ I wrote this spontaneously and my choice of words could be better, just know that this is fresh from the printer called my heart (shut up, Hio, you’re being sappy again), so…enjoy ♡

Lovesick Fyodor is such a stranger to being in love that he feels physically ill once he notices that something is off; his heart is fluttering all day, your face is on his mind at the most random times of day, he can’t fall asleep and doesn’t even feel tired, and his mind is so clouded with thick, sweet fog that he only feels half-conscious most of the time.

Lovesick Fyodor whose romantic feelings for you manifest in resentment and ill will towards you in the beginning. He hates your guts for making him feel this way without even noticing what agonies you’re putting him through; feeling…being vulnerable, shaky, and weak like you broke down the emotional walls, that he has built with great care and precision over many years, with just a glance and the tender touch of your hand.

Lovesick Fyodor, for once, has to face his mortality and the fact that he does have weak spots; hidden well from his enemies, but somehow, some pure soul managed to find the Achilles tendon that is his heart, and ripped it out of his chest and filled it with the sweet syrup of love that’s gradually invading his system and he can’t do anything about it.

Lovesick Fyodor is beyond clumsy with expressing his feelings. He can fake any emotion and manages to hide what he thinks so well it’s almost scary, but he’s a helpless fool once he admits his feelings to himself and is ready to let you know about it, too.

He remains polite as ever, his manners immaculate, but he can’t stop himself from blushing around you and is sinking into great despair when his attempts to subtly show you his love go unnoticed because they’re just a tad too subtle. Whether he will eventually muster the courage to be vocal about his affections for you or if the shackles that his pride put around his heart are too strong to completely let his guard down remains a mystery for now…