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Signs that You’re Being Manipulated

1. They twist your words and use them against you.

2. They’re mean – but then they say that you misunderstood them.

3. They make you feel guilty for saying, no.

4. They act coldly towards you if you don’t do what they want.

5. You never feel as if you meet their expectations.

6. You feel as if you’re walking on eggshells all the time.

7. You feel very confused by the relationship.

8. You constantly feel anxious about the relationship.

9. You’re not allowed to have your own views and opinions.

10.They cause you to question your sanity.

Just the entire Tangled "I've got a dream" song but with fate characters instead

“I’ve Got a Dream” from Fate/Stay Tangled below the cut!  

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We all are idiots....

Every single odd number has an “e” in it.

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Mischief & Madness - Chapter 2 (Loki x Reader)

As you plummeted toward the ground you screamed, unashamedly. If you were going to die you were going to do it like you’d lived. Loudly, and without a shred of dignity. Only, you didn’t die, a red blur slammed into you and suddenly you were rising through the air instead of freefalling.

“Hold on!” An unnaturally deep and unfamiliar voice commanded, making you look up at them in surprise.

“Spiderman?” You screeched, wrapping your arms around your saviour and holding on for dear life as he swung you away from the tower.

“I’ve got you… ma’am, miss, uh.. lady.” He stammered, bringing you to the ground.

“Thank you, thank you.” You gasped, putting your hands on your knees and panting to catch your breath.

“Are you alright? You’re bleeding!” He pointed out, his absurdly and clearly fake deep voice filled with worry.

You held your hand over your chest, trying to keep your heart from doing a cartoon leap out of it. You’d done plenty of stupid shit in your life, been in more than one sticky situation, but that was the closest brush with death you’d ever experienced. You did not enjoy it.

“I’m fine, just a few scratches, Loki threw me out of a window. Do me a favour, go garrotte the lanky bitch.” You snarled, glaring up at the tower.

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Agape | Part II (Crowley/Reader)

Summary: Crowley Eusford has not loved anyone in over eight hundred years. Just as he no longer believes in God, he also cannot believe that such a being would ever hold unconditional love for humans. Agape is as foreign to him as bloodlust is familiar. And moreover—agape is as foreign to him as the way he feels about you.

Part 1 / PART 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Notes: Follows chapter 44-50ish of the manga, but the dialogue is not followed super precisely (just for the sake of efficient writing). A conversation with Guren heavily references the Guren light novels (and I guess, one of the conversations with Crowley heavily references the vampire light novels).

VI

When Ferid and Crowley led you to a meeting of progenitors, you were struck by the sheer complexity of vampire power plays. During the entire car ride, you’d basically had a string of minor heart attacks over the fact that, upon cracking the wrong joke, either of the vampires in your company might have killed you. But here you were, watching Ferid’s heart getting ripped out by a venomous ten year old, like his skin and ribs were paper thin.

You swallowed. Beside you, Crowley stopped Yuu from approaching the scene, and for that, you were glad. Nobody could have saved the boy had he tried to intervene, probably not even the Seraph residing inside him.

So rather than interfering, you listened. If nothing else, the one good thing that had come out of the hell of human experimentation was your enhanced hearing.

“…all children rebel against their fathers, eventually.”

“…Sanguinem has fallen…”

“Krul is inside…”

“…Saitou—or Rigr Stafford…”

Your eyes narrowed. So many names, so many fragments of information. But if you wanted to survive Crowley’s upcoming interrogations, you’d have to store it away and make sense of it later.

And when a man with pitch black hair and eyes emerged from the building where the Vampire Queen was being held captive, when he passed by Ferid and clasped his shoulder, his expression as endeared as the other’s was conflicted, something clicked. 

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When someone calls something special they call you and you where not the person thry call,thats one of the moments lead us to feel we are has been replaced...