These are mostly romantic one-shots, I will do platonic relationships if you ask.
Characters:
Luz
Eda
Willow
Amity
Gus
Hunter
Collector
One's in later chapters:
Edric
Emira
Vee
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(It's not directly a song fic but I got certain vibes at a certain point and it turned out to be this. Sorry if there aren't enough Collector scenes since I wanted to do a lot of lore before anything.)
Warnings: Blood, death, angst, a cult, abuse
Finding My Way
You were running that's all you could do, run, run until you couldn't anymore. So many thoughts came across your mind.
Were they safe?
Why did that happen?
I could've helped!
It wasn't my fault...
You were snapped out of your thoughts when your body collapsed. You laid on the grass, it was wet and cold. Just like how your village felt. You were a pretty young child, about to reach 8. Like all the others before you. The only thing that you knew would be different was that you would never go back.
You crawled towards a tree and laid there as your body was threatening you to sleep. You couldn't fall to it. That's how all the others failed, how they died. They claimed it was wolves but no it was them.
You tried to pull yourself up but to no avail. They were bound to be here any minute. They would take you and no one would ever see you again. That's how it always went.
Some children would be taken from the group once they turned a certain age. It was usually before you turned ten. They took the children that opposed more of a threat to them. If a child were to show any sign of disobedience or different ideals, they would most likely be chosen.
No one knows why they do it. Maybe because of boredom, maybe because they want us to fear them, but you knew why.
Power
Any bit of power could make anyone do anything to keep it. As a child, you knew. Even during lessons where they wanted to teach their version of history, there was a clear vision that showed power was the root of everyone's downfall.
Power caused kingdoms to crumble under pressure,
Power caused the erasure of so many cultures,
and now power is going to be the cause of your death.
Once they got bored of chasing you and finally caught you, you were going to die.
They used to line up several children and torture them, they claimed it was because they were disobeying his rules. They did it publicly as well. After the torture was done everyone that witnessed the torture of the child would insult them, they would claim they were a disgrace and that if they genuinely believed in him that they would not be in this mess in the first place.
"Come out~ We won't hurt you... little brat."
They found you, you quickly got up and began to run as the fatigue had left your body. You saw a little space in a tree, most likely where animals lived but you quickly crawled in to hide.
