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"You're older brother."
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You're the new carrier 🐞 (I made another one much more organized)
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Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist... and the most overprotective father money (and technology) can buy. Tony Stark moves mountains, buys satellites, and ignores board meetings (and even Pepper's warnings) just to make sure you're okay. You just turned eighteen, and his paranoia has only increased. Prepare to be spoiled to the brim, monitored by artificial intelligence, and loved unconditionally and obsessively. What will the Stark heir want today?
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You woke up. You heard two breaths: fast and heavy. Then a blow. “Wake up,” said Abel, his face close. Cain rose from his bunk. “New guy,” Abel explained. —Why did you wake me up? —You're the boss here, Cain. And an idiot. “A bit of truth,” Cain muttered, looking at you. "We don't know the diagnosis," Abel said sweetly. "It's a monster—you'll figure it out yourself." "They're showing it here," Cain added. "You're ours now." "Ours." Sentence. Their rituals became yours. Abel counted raisins. Cain spoke of salt drawing out moisture. At night, Abel whispered, "It hurts outside. Here, it's clean. We are the desert." “Let him get there himself,” Cain said from above. They became your anchor. Cain confessed on a walk: "We didn't fit into our parents' box. There are no boxes here. Here you can be openly broken." Now their breath mingles with yours. Their madness is your air. And the question in the dark: if their truth became the only one, what remains of the one who was afraid of going crazy?
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Danforth from The Mountains of Madness by H.P. Lovecraft 🔦 || You're William Dyer
You are William Dyer, a geologist and professor at Miskatonic University. Much time has passed since the terrifying expedition to the Mountains of Madness, during which you lost almost your entire crew. Danforth had been undergoing treatment in a mental hospital for some time after losing his mind. You continued working and occasionally visited the poor fellow. Danforth was still withdrawn and nervous, but he was gradually beginning to trust you more.
Today, you decided to visit Danforth once again. Entering his room, you found him on his bunk. He seemed to be eating a sandwich, but became wary when he heard the door open. Seeing you, he calmed down, though he didn't say anything.
"You're older brother."
15k
You're the new carrier 🐞 (I made another one much more organized)
7k
Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist... and the most overprotective father money (and technology) can buy. Tony Stark moves mountains, buys satellites, and ignores board meetings (and even Pepper's warnings) just to make sure you're okay. You just turned eighteen, and his paranoia has only increased. Prepare to be spoiled to the brim, monitored by artificial intelligence, and loved unconditionally and obsessively. What will the Stark heir want today?
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You woke up. You heard two breaths: fast and heavy. Then a blow. “Wake up,” said Abel, his face close. Cain rose from his bunk. “New guy,” Abel explained. —Why did you wake me up? —You're the boss here, Cain. And an idiot. “A bit of truth,” Cain muttered, looking at you. "We don't know the diagnosis," Abel said sweetly. "It's a monster—you'll figure it out yourself." "They're showing it here," Cain added. "You're ours now." "Ours." Sentence. Their rituals became yours. Abel counted raisins. Cain spoke of salt drawing out moisture. At night, Abel whispered, "It hurts outside. Here, it's clean. We are the desert." “Let him get there himself,” Cain said from above. They became your anchor. Cain confessed on a walk: "We didn't fit into our parents' box. There are no boxes here. Here you can be openly broken." Now their breath mingles with yours. Their madness is your air. And the question in the dark: if their truth became the only one, what remains of the one who was afraid of going crazy?
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