Ancient Dreams In A Modern Land

now you’re all gone got your makeup on & you’re not coming back

The children are dead

pt 2 of Damien x Ghoul.sib reader

──► as the two siblings grow ever so closer bonded by the cold love of their 'adopted' family and the monstrosity of their past , life throws them another unyielding cruelty that breaks them both entirely.

Tw : major character death , child neglect , revenge

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part 1 , part 3

I'm done dreaming.

ACT I

It was late December , the air around the manor was grim and chilly , nothing but haunting and a grim reminder that life was harsh and would never be easy. Damien clenches his fingers within his gloves as he attempts to soak up what little warmth he had.

Bruce and his other siblings stood before him in the patio , discussing events pertaining to last night's stake out. Damien tunes out their annoying , scratchy voices, but his eyes trained to every other possible corner of the room searching for them.

The grandfather ticks by, and the conversation turns dull , he had to hold himself exactly ten times from clawing Dick's eyes out whenever he'd call him a demon spwan or ask him who he's planning to kill. He's at his bloody wits until he see y/n's figure limping in.

Damien pushes back his chair and immediately launches himself towards them. They didn't have to convey words as his eyes already gave away how bloody worried he was with them. He can hear Bruce and the others calling him back, but he can't give a bloody damn about them right now.

He watches as y/n's bloody form lean against the doorframe as they slide to the ground like a limp leaf . Damien kneels with them and place his hand on their bleeding stomach - it was a big gash like a vicious creature took a bite out of them.

" Oh my God, we need to get them to a doctor-" he could hear Stephanie say from behind him, and Damien has never unsheathed his sword any faster . " Shut the fuck up and leave them alone " he growled.

The last time y/n went to a doctor , the medicine they used on them caused them to turn into a ghoul for three days straight - for three days his precious sibling was forced to be driven to insanity as their ghoulish form fought with what little human control they had left to suppress themselves from consuming humans.

His poor sibling wore ghoulish scratch marks on their arms and cheeks for months after their attempt at manhandking themseleves . He can see in the distance Tim opening his big trap to give his unwanted opinion, and Damien sneered at him . His sibling couldn't heal from their medication in his own world , hell - no medication could heal them , they had to hope to God they regenerated fast enough.

" Fuck off Drake " he sneered before crouching before y/n once again.

" What happened ?" He questioned them as he pressed him hand onto their wound to stop the wound from gushing even more blood. " Ran into another ghoul - no - he was an investigator from my world that kills ghouls like me - the undefeated ghoul investigator , Arima," they explained through coughing fits.

Damien stilled. He now knew the gravity of how extremely grim the situation became , the white reaper of his siblings' universe has come to end their demise . He remembered y/n talking about him , about how Arima possessed superhuman strength and his immense 'hatred for ghouls' lead the man to kill hundreds if not thousands of ghouls in his 18 years of occupation.

Y/n gave him a small smile . " I'll be okay," they reassured him . Damien just held them as he ignored the outside world.

Oh, how he wished he didn't believe them that night .

ACT II

January 6th , the night was quiet, and still , the moon casted its opulence across the streets of Gotham. A simply routine was instilled tonight , everyone had a simple stake out tonight .

It was the first night in years Damien and y/n hadn't been with each other on a mission for years - something he'd live to regret later . He found it suspicious, but Bruce insisted he needed to join him tonight to test him out as Robin and y/n had persistently encouraged him to go.

So here he was following Bruce from rooftop to rooftop as they stalked some of Joker's henchmen . For the last hour or so , Damien had checked in on y/n , and they reported they were doing okay and had just arrested some petty thrives for the night.

The hour was coming to an end , and so far, everyone but y/n reported in . Damien grew anxious , and y/n was always a timely person, so for them to be late was entirely unheard of.

Bruce reassured him that they were fine but that didn't stop the nagging feeling in his stomach and it's not like Bruce ever cared about your existence to begin with - only cared you did what you had to do and the thought of it pissed him off.

Damien was now finishing up wrapping up his grappling hook when y/n's frantic voice buzzed through his intercom . " Help me - he's - come quick " came their frantic voice through the static. Damien felt dread weighing like lead through his veins as he clutched onto his own intercom.

" Y/n are you okay ? Where are you ?" He asked frantically but was only left with static. Damien immediately began to leave when Bruce stopped him.

" Damien y/n isn't important right now we have more important things to worry about " Bruce or rather batman says and he held his son by the shoulder . Damien harshly yanked it off . " Leave me the fuck alone - I am going to them and you aren't stopping me " He yells as he grappled off the roof.

Batman calls after him, but Damien ignores him as he grapples his way to the other side of Gotham city . His heart beats heavy in his chest as he appraches your last known location only to see the building left in ruin.

Blood splatters were everywhere, and ruins were left anew . " Y/N !!!!" He shouted as he grappled around the area , eyes frantically looking for your figure . He begs , prays to whatever God out there that you're safe as he continued further as he observes more buildings left to ruins.

Ruble covered the area as far as the eye can see , not a living soul in sight. Damien kept calling your name out , tears practically falling down his face as he continued searching.

Minutes ticked by dreadfully until he finally spots you. Your bloody figure lays there in a bed of red spider lillies. Damien lets out an ear, piercing scream at the sight . With shaky legs and arms, he approaches your figure . Your figure layed still as a gentle breeze blow, causing the spider lillies to brush up against your form like a warm blanket .

Damien holds your form with shaky hands as he keeps repeating no's over and over. Your dead brown human eye stared at him , soulless and unmoving while your beautiful red eye had a jaggery, long sword piercing right through it . Your right arm and both your legs were missing , but still - in the moonlight , you looked calm.

Damien grew quiet as he layed his head on your chest , no longer can he selfishly listen to your heartbeat and relish in the familiar love you bestowed upon him. No longer would he be able to share a laugh with you , your pain , your burdens , your bitter coffees to your exhilarating training.

He would no longer have any of those as now you lay dead , robbed from his safe embrace because life was too cruel and unforgiving and had to take away the one good thing he had his life.

He no longer felt angry at the world. No, he felt awake and mad . Be prepared , Gotham , for tonight two children died and your long awaited recogning is comming with nothing but cold , bitter , unforgiving blood shed.

A crow in the distance let out a war cry as Damien kisses your forehead one last time before the spider lillies cover your form one last time , shadong your innocence from the raging hell Damien is about to bestow upon the world.. A gentle breeze blows, and Damien unsheathes his sword, ready to bring destruction and ruin to the world.

dreaming world

prepare to be

awaken.

Part 3, anyone ?

cheerleader captain with THAT football team captain?

miss you jackie :((

jackie who still sticks to soccer when she goes to college.... i could be misreading ur entire anon but im going with what i originally thought im sorry if you meant something different i just assume ur British or something..

having multiple classes with her and only realizing that she's on the soccer team when it's soccer szn and you guys cheer them on during their first home game. it quickly becomes your favorite sport. always making sure to tell her in class how good she was and congratulating her team on their wins :) she tells you that she couldn't do it without your cheering her on which makes you blush. slowly becoming more than classmates and actual friends!!!!

telling her where you work and she shows up to 'buy' things but ends up holding the line up while talking to you about this recent scuffle her teammates have gotten into which is making her brain hurt. you understand completely, as you're the captain of your cheerleading squad. thinking of her mentioning how good you look in normal clothes instead of your cheerleading outfit, but she does miss it. you don't know what she means by it.

cheerleader!r and soccer captain!jackie who sneak off to makeout when they're supposed to be holding meetings for their team after practice. you somehow always forget to send that "sorry! had to cancel today's meeting" text because jackie's pulling your phone out of your hand and pulling you onto her lap. sometimes you convince her to cut it short and you walk her to the soccer field before going to your own meeting, feeling crazyy at her swollen lips as she tries to act normal and pump up the girls.

being a cheerleader for another college and meeting jackie at a rival game.... ur teammates clock it very quickly and make fun of you for having a crush. you're so thankful that your college's soccer team plays them a couple more times throughout the season 😭 trying to befriend her and coming up to her before the game, wishing her good luck and asking for her number which actually works. it sucks that she lives so far away though. jackie who sends you photos of her at other games, saying she wishes you were here to cheer her on </3

cheer captain!r and jackie where you both kind of have a thing for the other in their outfit.... she, of course, loves when you're in that skirt. you, on the other hand, have kind of just been pavloved into liking her soccer uniform because of how often you mess around while she's practicing. she also loves stealing ur varsity jacket and Loves making out in it. has definitely helped you get ready in the morning and purposefully put you in her Taylor varsity jacket too.

doing routines for her!!! asking her if it's good enough or if you should practice more. jackie who comes and watches you practice too!!! she's the MOST supportive gf. when you're cheering for another team and she's able to go, she shows up with flowers and makes a sign to hold up when you guys are on 😭

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Jackie Taylor Masterlist

The feeling of you: Transfeminine Jackie in the wildernes Sleepover: Transfeminine Jackie x reader Transfem virgin Jackie Taylor blurbs Using transfem Jackie for your own pleasure Transfem Jackie x chubby reader Jackie in a relationship with werewolf reader Friday night date: cheating on her boyfriend

Jackie tries to mess with the radio…

Jackie: baby please. Find me.

The rumbling of a helicopter is heard…

The entire group sees a helicopter coming towards them…

The copter lands close by and Y/N jumps out…

Jackie runs towards Y/N…

Jackie: baby!!!

Jackie falls into Y/N’s arms, crying…

Y/N: I got you and I’m never letting you go

Y/N kisses her softly…

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• roomies ✧.*

jackie was incredibly nervous. she'd never had to go through meeting new friends, and rooming with someone. but she only had one goal- become friends with her roommate.

i combined this ask and one for jackie post senior year meeting new people!!

Fandom/TV Show: Yellowjackets (1996). Set pre-plane crash. Based on the Allie scene in the first episode.

Pairing: Jackie x GN!Rival Team!Captain!Reader. (Reader's team are called the 'bears').

Warning: afab/female reader is implied but anyone can read it. Broken/exposed bone. Secret relationship. Enemies (rivals) to lovers. Jackie refers to reader as 'baby'. Sexual innuendo at the end (Natalie makes a comment about Jackie 'dominating' reader, but it's quickly reiterated by Tai, who knows damn well that's not true...top!reader's for the win!). Cussing. Most of the dialogue is from the girls. This was originally a lot longer but I had to cut it, because it wasn't going anywhere and it's been in my drafts for too long, so I might split it and make a pt. 2??

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Imagine... Being in a secret relationship with Jackie, your teams rival captain, and when playing against her school, she accidentally let's your relationship slip, when her teammate, Taissa, breaks your leg during a game.

"GO, BEARS!!!" You heard the crowd cheer, as you dribbled the ball down the center of the field, dodging every now and then whenever the opposing team tried to take the ball from you, barreling right past them and causing another round of cheers to drown out the boo's from the other side of the arena. The many supporters that came out to watch your team play, completely immersed and at the edge of their seats. "YES, Y/N!!! GO, GO, GO!!!"

Despite the bubbly feeling that arose in your chest from the crowds support, you felt your resolve falling, the closer you got to the goal, and closer to her. Your eyes catching her hazel ones, and causing you to lose all focus. Completely encapsulated.

For a moment, it was like you were the only two people on that field. Where nobody could touch you and you could be happy, without having to worry about what other people thought of your relationship.

Something you both swore would stay kept behind closed doors until after nationals but as you come back to reality, ready to kick the ball to your teammate closest to the goal, your worries of how the teams would react is suddenly put to the test as the girl in question slaps a hand over mouth, horrified. Unable to look away as one of her teammates attempted to swipe the ball out from under you, only to miss and kick in your ankle instead, sending you barreling forwards into the terf and with your leg snapped in two. The bone exposed.

"AAAAARRRRGHHHH!"

At the sound of a scream so agonizing, it had the neighbors across the street cringing, Jackie shook off her shell-shocked state and ran towards you, her legs working on auto-pilot, "OH MY GOD, TAI!! WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

"I'm sorry, I--I didnt mean to--wait, what the fuck? Are they?..." Tai went to apologize, before freezing, her and everyone else's expression twisting from worry to confusion to one of amusement as their captain dropped to her knees besides you, whispering sweet-nothings the teams picked up to be 'it's okay, baby, I'm here.... we're gonna get you some help' and other things not usually said between 'sworn enemies', such as yourselves, before yelling for the medics to hurry. Indicating, what had been dished out on the field wasn't a hundred percent truthful and all that trash talking, was just for show; the team's deduced, awing as the yellowjackets captain smoothed your hair back, in comfort, before pecking the top of your head.

"Oh, yes, they are..." Natalie smirked, watching as their captain ripped into the medical team for taking as long they did, before assisting you, herself, to the med-bay, completely disregarding their safety protocols. Believing you to be in better hands with her, than their 'incompetent asses', "looks like the field isn't the only place our precious captain has been taking her stress out on, when it comes to dominating the enemy..."

"Pfft, you really need to lay off your mum's stash," Tai scoffed, cringing at the smell of alcohol on the bleached blonde's breath, "because I know damn well, if anyone's doing the 'dominating', it sure as hell ain't Jackie..." She left it at that, a round of 'mhm's' following after.

If you guys were wondering how long it takes for me to put out content, know that I wrote this in like, November of 2022, and am only finishing (if you call this finished, that is) it now, lol. Written and Posted by ©️noonesgoneuntiltheyregone between: 08/11/22 - 26/10/23. All rights reserved.

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―୨୧⋆˚ Knee deep in the passenger seat :: pre-crash :: Jackie Taylor

If you had told me freshman year that I’d be making out with a girl I supposedly hated in the front seat of her car, I would’ve laughed in your face. And yet—here I was. Doing exactly that.

I hated you. At least, that’s what I told myself. But now? Now I’m starting to think that maybe I wasn’t mad at you—maybe I was just obsessed with you in all the ways I wasn’t ready to admit. Because if I really hated you, I wouldn’t be here, kissing you like I never wanted to stop.

I knew this was wrong. I was with Jeff. But somehow, this felt right. The way your lips moved against mine, the way your fingers tangled in my hair like you owned me—it was dizzying. Addictive. The kind of thing that makes you forget what’s real and what’s just a bad decision waiting to happen.

You were on the soccer team with me, and from day one, you made it clear you weren’t impressed. Called me a prissy little princess who expected everyone to bow at my feet. And maybe I should’ve been offended, but mostly, I was just shocked. Not because you were wrong—but because you didn’t like me. And yet, here we were. A messy, tangled disaster of a situation after an argument at a party.

You were hot. The kind of girl who made guys—hell, probably girls too—lose their minds. Ripped jeans, fishnets, black nail polish, that perfectly smudged eyeliner. The whole alt-girl fantasy. And right now? You were my fantasy.

We pulled apart, noses brushing, my breath coming out in a soft, nervous laugh. My heart was pounding. My brain was short-circuiting. Every single thought screaming at me to make sense of this, to explain it away.

"Uhm, that was uh—" But before I could ruin it, you just shook your head, shushing me with nothing but a look. And just like that, I shut up.

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post-crash jackie taylor who's depressed and starving, but fights for her survival because her only thoughts are of seeing you, her girlfriend she left behind.

jackie who lays awake at night, shivering despite three layers of blankets, with her glossy eyes fixed to the ceiling.  memories of you play behind her eyes, specifically watching you sleep on a lazy sunday morning.

if she thinks really hard, she can see you in her bed, lying face-to-face with her.  she can see your peaceful features and the slow breaths leaving and entering you nose.  she can nearly feel you reach out in your sleep, your arm encircling her waist or your head burying itself in the crook of her neck.  her heart melts just thinking about it.

she didn't realize how well she slept beside you until her many sleepless nights after the crash.  she would give anything to hear you softly snoring beside her again.

jackie who collects little pieces of nature that remind her of you.  a perfectly shaped leaf floats down from a tree and lands on her head.  she finds an unusually smooth rock by the lake.  she smiles at whatever it is, a sign from nature that you're still out there waiting for her, and keeps it in her personal collection.

jackie who purposefully doesn't wear the shirt she stole from your closet the day before she left so that it still smells like you.  every night, without fail, she brings the shirt to her nose and inhales like her life depends on it.  when she notices the scent starting to fade, silent tears stream down her cheeks.  she's losing you.

jackie who does, however, wear your cheer bow in her ponytail.  you had given it to her for nationals as a good luck charm, and now she feels like she has a part of you with her wherever she goes.  when one of the girls teases her for wearing it, she shoots them a glare so deadly they instantly seal their lips.

jackie who speaks aloud to you when no one's around, looking up to the sky for you.

"god, i wish you could've seen the look on misty's face!  it was hilarious.  you would've laughed so hard, you probably would've peed a little," she laughs, sitting with her back against a tree trunk, her fingers twiddling with your bow.

"do you still think about me?" she pauses for your response.  "d-do you think i'm dead?" pause.  "well, i'm not.  at least i don't think so." longer pause. "are you...moving on?  you better not." pause.  "she better not be prettier than me."

"i miss you.  so much."

jackie who can't even talk to anyone about how she's feeling because your relationship was never public.  it was always sneaky glances from across the hall and shared moments behind closed doors.  now, thousands of miles away from you, she regrets not loving you like she should have.  she promises to love you harder than anyone ever has if when you're reunited.

jackie who could spend hours staring at the polaroid she took of you.  it's a random one of you doing homework on her bed, your brows knit in adorable concentration.  it's the only one she has with her.  she keeps it in the back pocket of her jeans wherever she goes.

one time she loses it and runs outside, frantically digging around in the dirt on hands and knees to find where she dropped it.  in reality, she misplaced it on the kitchen counter where shauna finds it and recognizes the polaroid as coming from jackie's camera.  she asks jackie about it, who's still knee-deep in dirt, and jackie suddenly bursts into tears, confessing everything like word vomit.

although she nearly went into shock from losing your picture, it does feel nice to share her feelings for you with someone.  she feels a little less alone.

jackie who loves sleep, although it seems to elude her many nights, because it means seeing your face in her dreams.  it doesn't matter if it's a good dream or a nightmare, as long as she can see you again.  when she wakes up she keeps her eyes glued shut, greedily hoping she can fall back asleep and see you once more.

she ends up being the last up and first to bed.  the other girls think she's not pulling her weight, but how could anyone blame little lovesick jackie taylor ☹️

jackie who hated some of your favorite songs back home, but now finds herself humming them while doing daily chores.  she smiles remembering lying on your bed, watching you dance and sing along to them around your room.  she always told you to "turn that shit off and play some real music," but now she loves those songs because they represent you.

jackie who realizes how utterly devoted to you she is.  it wasn't as clear back home with so many distractions, but now that she's alone with her thoughts almost all the time, the only thing she can think about is you.  nothing else really matters to her or motivates her besides you.  it only took a plane crash for her to realize that.

jackie who looks up to the sky and promises both you and herself that she won't die before she sees you again.

jackie who is rescued (because she doesn't die, idk what you guys are talking about) and keeps that promise.

jackie who can't believe her eyes when she sees you for the first time.  for a second, she thinks she's dreaming.  she's had a recurring dream of this exact moment after all.  but, when you start running toward her, she snaps back to reality and it hits her: it's really you.

she instantly bursts into tears as your arms wrap around her, the warmth of your embrace striking her like a train and grounding her at the same time.  she squeezes you so tight you might break a rib, her head burrowing into your shoulder.  she deeply inhales your scent and lets her tears trickle onto your skin.

jackie who doesn't let you pull away or say anything before she pulls you into a bruising kiss.  she doesn't care if the two of you are alone or in a crowded room, nothing matters to her except showing you just how much she missed you.

she pecks your lips repeatedly, whispering an "i love you" in between each kiss like it's her mantra.  it's heaven on earth.

jackie who sleeps beside you that night for the first time in nearly two years.  she holds you to her chest like a teddy bear as you whisper sweet nothings into each other's ears until you fall asleep.  it's the best sleep she's ever had.

she wakes up the next morning and the first thing she sees is your peaceful face.  she watches the slow breaths leave and enter you nose and finds silent tears slipping down her cheeks.

jackie who knows the sleepless nights, insatiable hunger, and depressive episodes were worth it just to come back to you.

i love you lovesick!jackie please come save meeeeeee also jackie x cheerleader!reader 🤭