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[honey-minded-hivemind]

🌙Silent Night🦋 AU... Part One:

(Warning: This AU depicts abuse, self-harm, self-mutilation, unhealthy mindsets, guilty platonic yanderes, and platonic yanderes. If this upsets you or is not your cup of tea, do not read. Viewer discretion is advised...)

• They aren't sure when it started. When the others started to dislike them, to get angry with them, to see them as less than them. Maybe it was from the start, when they had optimism and were bright-eyed and were full of love and empathy. Maybe it was when their views didn't align with the others anymore, when they couldn't agree with them no matter what they said was right or just. Maybe it was just their natural way of acting, and they finally snapped and took it out on them. Whatever the case was, they were soon at odds and ends with them, dealing with the contempt and anger of the ones who they thought they could trust.

• Reader knew their beliefs were... looked down on. They knew that the first time they said they didn't hate humans, that they wanted to make peace with them, that something had changed. And it wasn't for the better. Where once they were allowed to join the other kids, now they were ostracized, cast aside. Where the adults used to include them or care about them, they now were mad, snappish, annoyed whenever Reader spoke up or said anything. Not to mention how no one seemed to like them anymore, seemed to try and talk with them, tried to help them or offer aid or smooth over any fears or doubts.

• But it still only grew worse.

• The problem came when they had helped a human out. Reader hadn't even done much, besides put a band-aid on their leg and hidden them, only leading them back out and bringing them somehwhere safer for them than the woods. Except this secret wasn't so secret, and the next thing Reader knew-

• They were locked up, tossed into a cell and chained, left to rot save for when one of the adults came by to... "re-educate"... them.

• Their life hadn't been long, but Reader soon discovered there were worse fates than death. Being hurt, be it by claws or forced fighting or being held down and bruised, was awful. It hurt even more knowing that it was done by people who once claimed to care about them, to want to help them... But whatever this was that they were doing, it wasn't helping. Was it? The bleeding cuts, the bruised limbs, the sore wings from trying to stay aloft, to get away- Their scratched-up hands, the bloodied nails, the blackened spots that bleed under their skin, turning into ugly shades of purple and black... The one thing that felt untouched was their wings, the only parts that didn't ache with slowly being healed by their body, that didn't become scarred up or marred by the hands that grabbed and clawed and hit and forced down...

• Reader didn't know why it wouldn't stop. Didn't know how much longer it would be until something gave. They should have known it would be their wings that would be the breaking point.

• That memory was faded a bit, their mind blocking out some of it, but what they remembered was another forced fight, running as far as they could before they were yanked back, hands grabbing, something creaking-

• SNAP!

• And soon they were wailing, collapsing into themself and trying to hide, to drag their broken wing over them, using their hands to muffle their sobs as they waited for their attacker/s to finish it... But they didn't. They only stopped, then left, leaving Reader on their own and curled up in the farthest corner of the room, doing their best to not move, grasping at the last threads of comfort they had...

• They'd been still for days. Any food or water left had been ignored, Reader not budging an inch to go near it or to do anything else. It didn't matter when someone eventually came in to check on them, or when hands grasped their wing, feeling at the broken bones and slowly bandaging it, setting up a sling. It didn't even matter when they said Reader could go back up with them, could leave for the first time from their personal h*ll... Yet Reader didn't enjoy this new freedom. It wasn't freedom really, was it? They now had to face the ones who wounded them, those who turned their backs on them, who had put them into their own special kind of h*lll, all because they weren't like them... All because they tried to do the right thing, to help someone, even if that person had been a human...

• Reader didn't keep count of how long it took them to gather the nerve to escape. They knew it had been at least two weeks, if not more... The night they chose was quiet, cold and chilled, soft snowfall dusting the sky and leaving a blanket of freezing white on the ground. No one should have been up. No one should have seen them. Reader had crossed past the farthest edges of the property, making it a few feet into the woods, before they heard someone shout far behind them- Then they fled, scrambling over rocks and slippery patches of ice, hurtling over fallen trees and past ice-covered trunks. Ice glinted under the small amount of moonlight, frosted and gleaming, each shard and icicle and flake as cold as death. Even then, it didn't deter them, not even when they reached a ledge, looking out over a frozen lake, a dark mirror reflecting the darkness and cold of the night, and the smallest glint of the moon...

• "Reader... Don't move." Yet even the quiet eventually was broken, by the same people who'd broken them.

• "Get back here... Now."

• Reader shifted slightly, feeling the way the wind pushed at their wings, soft as silk and cold as the snow underfoot. Their foot goes back, then the other. Fear fills them, burning hot and sticky as tar, melting through any resistance they have, setting ablaze their paranoia and terror, which consumes them.

• "Reader. Come back. NOW!"

• Their foot only slides back by a fraction, yet that's all it takes-

• CRACK!

• The ledge crumbles beneath them, sending them down like a comet crashing to earth, their wings splayed in a futile attempt to slow the fall, then liquid night surrounds them, studded with freezing white stars and sharp crystals, bubbles and frothy pink left in their wake...

• The world around them is silent, wrapped up in snow and bathed in milky light when they awake. The wind brushes against them, sending chills through their half-drowned body. Water gurgled up from their lungs, splattering warm liquid and murky silt onto the frosted, rocky dirt. It doesn't take much more to drag themself up, their wings laid crookedly around them like a fallen cloak, and soon they staggered off into the snow-brushed trees, leaving behind nothing more than frozen anguish and freezing memories...

• They make it far enough as they travel those first few weeks, enough so that they stumble into a worn, wet shed, hiding away from the blinding snowstorm that roars and wails around them. The shed doesn't hold any heat, yet they can't force themself to look for better shelter. What they do find are a sharp, large pair of shears, rusted and cold to the touch. And Reader is struck by a thought, which soon turns to a decision-

• If they ever want to live, to hide amongst people and try to survive... their wings can't stay. Their wing that had been broken was even worse than it was before, possibly unfit for flight ever again... And the other/s isn't /aren't much better, worn and bedraggled. Both are heavy weights on them, useless now... So really... why keep them? Their wings won't be able to help them in any way anymore, and if anyone sees them, they're as good as dead. So with those thoughts in mind... they lift the base of their first wing into the mouth of the shears, and with a swift push and wet crunch-

• Their wing falls to the floor, ebony and garnet gore spattering across the floors and walls, their loss soon followed by a sharp scream... And then the next wing is hefted up, and the small world is soon bathed in red...

• When the snowstorm ends, Reader slowly stumbles out, their shirt torn and new gashes in their back, one less burden weighing them down. It doesn't take them more than an hour to find a small cottage, dusty and worn down, yet still cozy and warm from the harsh winds and frozen slush outside. Dusting off the few couches and chairs, Reader soon settles in, dragging blankets and sheets onto one settled by the small fireplace, curling themself up into the dryness and warmth the soft, fuzzy cloths bring...

• And slowly, they settle into the world around them. They gather nuts and rabbits and mushrooms they find over the next few months, slowly building up stock on the edible fungi and nuts, adding soft pelts and fresh fish as well, and take their findings to the snow-locked town beyond the wintery forest. The people don't ask many questions, aren't very open, but they happily accept the fresh food with little grumbling, paying Reader for what they brought. And then they keep doing it, even hunting small deer and foxes and fish for those who weren't able to reach the stores or catch any themselves... So they slowly start to accept Reader. They don't turn them away or charge them extra for food anymore. They start paying them a little extra for the better pelts and larger meats... Reader even manages to make a small business, bringing food to those trapped by snow and ice, being able to sell or barter shells and stones they pick up from a lake nearby...

• Yet after about three years... Their nightmares come back for them.

• Reader doesn't know how they were found, nor how their demons were the ones to find them, yet somehow, someway, they did... People, the ones they hoped they would never see again, who they wished would go far away, to disappear, were at their cottage. The moment they see them, they try and take a step closer... But Reader swiftly turns heel and runs, heading straight into the freezing woods that surround them.

• They don't stop when they hear shouting, nor when the sound of flapping and footsteps echo behind them. Even as their heart picks up speed and their terror burns through their blood, they don't stop. As the snow whips through the woods, sending frozen flakes falling thickly through the branches, they don't slow down. Their feet are swift, their steps unhalted by wings or doubts. Yet their steps are frozen when they something lands on them, sending them both into the chilling snow all around them.

• Reader struggles, trying to push themself up yet being unable. Hands soon press down on them, pinning them to the frozen earth. "Get off!" Reader yells, bucking and biting at whoever has them in their grasp.

• "Kid, stop fightin' me!" shouts a familiar voice, and Reader feels a new sense of dread fill them, sending them into a panicked flurry. "Kid, please, stop strugglin' fer a minute! Yer gonna hurt yerself-"

• Reader kicks out, soon clawing themself out from under their captor... who is one of their old mentors, one of their past abusers... Another one alights into the slurry of sharp white and biting ice, peering at them with sharp eyes. Reader hisses, backing away carefully, not taking their eyes off of either one for a moment... Then they're whirling around in a snow-dusted blur, scrambling past-

• Only to be caught by strong hands, which pull them back into the scuffed clearing.

• "Cub, just calm down fer a minute-! Ya aren't in danger, yer not gonna be hurt, yer safe-" Reader only screeches, wriggling and scratching at the hands keeping them from their escape. "Shhh, i know, I know, this is all scary an' new an' isn't the best way ta go 'bout this, but ya aren't listening to us-" One of the hands touches their back, then freezes. Soon the person holding them goes still, then their hands are tugging at their shirt, trying to get it off.

• "Get off me! Get off!" Reader screams, fighting harder, only for their other past mentor to hold them still. Something cuts through their shirt, tearing the fabric- And then their back is bare, save for the few bandages that cover their upper chest, showing their scars to the world.

• Something touches at their back, tracing one of the scars... and then the grip on then tightens, panic filling the voices of their captors.

• "Sh*t-! Kid, cub, what is this? What happened? Why- why can't I see yer wings- cub, they-they aren't here, where are they-?"

• Reader feels tears filling their eyes, their stomach twisting at being partially naked and unable to break free. "... I don't have them. Now... get off..."

• "Cub, kid, kitten, what do ya mean? Don't- they- they aren't... they weren't..." He trails off, a soft noise rumbling up. Reader feels another soft, cool touch along their scars, followed by a low whine. "No... nonononono..." The arms and hands are soon wrapped around them, upset noises warbling out like a distressed animal. Reader takes that moment to snap, struggling harder. They're dropped, only to be picked back up and held in a firm embrace. "No, no cub, ya can't leave, yer hurt, yer missing yer-" A strangled noise escapes him, but he continues. "We can't leave ya like this, cub, we can't. Now please, please, stop fightin'... please..."

• Reader only fights harder, scratching and snapping and kicking at the hold on them. A wounded noise escapes one of their captors, then in a moment, something sharp sinks into their arm. Reader freezes up.

• "Shhh... don't worry, 'kay? We just need ya ta calm down... It was only a small sedative, cub, just enough to help ya relax a little... That's it, just take deep breaths..."

• Tears trail down Reader's face, a sob pushing past their lips as they struggle further, shoving and clawing as they try to break loose from the firm embrace. That only earns another wounded noise, leaving Reader weakly hissing. Their head starts to feel clouded, their fear being smoothed out to discomfort. Another hand is carding through their hair, leaving them softly whining. Their thoughts keep slipping through, melting from frozen ice to lake water to soft puddles... They hiss one more time, weakly snapping at whoever... whatever... mmmm... something, that holds them... Their face feels cold and wet... Hrrrmmmmph... They feel all soft and cold and chilly an... hhhhhh... They eyes slip shut, their mind muddling further. Everything feels weird... it's all fluffy and wet and cold... but their back is against something warm, and something warm is on their head, aaaaand their head is feeling weird and syrupy and all sweet... Hhhhhmmmm... Heh.... Sweet and syrupy and honey and molasses and bees and...

• With a last tired sigh, Reader slips into unconsciousness, soon relaxing into the hold on them... The two older ferals can't help but wrap their cub up with one of their coats, trying to keep the already-freezing kid warm. The two trudge back through the thick sheets of snow, tracking down the kids who came with them... They find them still as stones, staring at an old, broken-down shed. They come closer, trying to figure out what's scared them... Only to find the remains of bloodied, broken wings, surrounded by blackish stained wood, the heavy scent of iron still clinging to the rotten wood...

• They carefully collect them, carefully comforting the kids and keeping Reader cradled against one of them while the other handles their cub's wings... When they start to head back, they realize they have a lot of healing to do for their cub... This time theyll keep them safe. They'll keep them warm, they'll take care of them, they'll accept what their beliefs- But they aren't letting them go back. They can't leave them alone. They can't risk letting them hurt themself further. They won't hurt them, they won't yell, they'll be soft and gentle, they promise. Maybe they'll have to keep their cub a little tired, enough to not fight them or hurt themself... Yet if it means they'll be able to heal, to feel better... Then it's worth it. They won't fail them again...

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #yandere platonic xmen #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #platonic yandere xmen evolution #🌙silent night🦋 au #🪶creed!reader

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╰┈➤ ❝ 𝖒𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖊𝖘 ❞

these are some of the, if not the most lovely ppl that I have met!! even if we don't talk a lot I appreciate you sm!! I love you all and can't wait to interact more with you guys!! 🖤🖤

I'm looking forward to meeting new ppl as well!!

btw the emojis are just ones I personally associated with each of you 🤭🖤

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[serenity-in-severances]

I will never be normal about Be Born or Storm and a Spring. I am incredibly insane about CCCC as a whole but- There's just something about these two songs in particular.

#CCCC #chonny jash #⥼|| 🦋🌙||⥽ #cyclical interest #ramble #main.txt ⥼ 🎭 ⥽

[moonlight-prose]

🥀 + The last of us 👀

iris babes i need you to know i sat here and actually had to think about this. okay here we go.

joel - @themarcusmoreno without a doubt.

frank - @sunflowersteves for the loving and caring nature he holds.

tess - @softanon for the "i can get a handle on things quick and fast and make you feel safe" vibes.

tommy - @soulores solely cause he's a menace and she's a menace so it makes the most sense.

ellie - you. for the vibes of "i'll make you laugh but i'll also fuck someone up."

bill - @saradika because bill would do anything for the one he loves and i feel like jess has the same vibe of heart all the way in.

#witch aunt responds #iris darling🦋 #follower celebration🌙

[jiminsproof]

tag game ✨️

I was tagged by my lovelies @cordiallyfuturedwight, @joon-rkive, @aprylynn, @summerwave & @epiphanytear 💗🫂 Thank you sm, I'm wishing you an amazing day (and an even more amazing year to come!!) 🥰

your colour + your bias ✨️

decided to stick to my ult groups bias lines aka the mfs who run my life 🥰🥰🙄 also am I delusional.... or are we getting some similar vibes here besides the colour...?

tagging some of my lovely moots, no pressure: @seraphjimin, @ateezloversclub, @blueside-hobi, @hopeinthebox, @euphhorias, @userjungkook97, @kimchokejin, @chocolatnoir. 🫂💗

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[holyluvr]

Anorexic bloggers: “🩰 Please don’t report me!! 🥺 I have a MENTAL ILLNESS.💔✨only VENTING! ⭐️ I should have a space to vent about my illness the same as someone with depression! 🌸💫😣”

Then you look at the blog, and it’s encouraging others to kill themselves with glitter edits of dying women and girls with at least 10 tags. Yeah, your place for venting if that’s what you consider venting should either be a locked diary or eating disorder IOP.

#girlies…you’re right! you have the exact same rights and responsibilities as depressed folk! #like if someone with depression were to suggest others kill themselves constantly & post tagged pics of suicide…. THEYD BE REPORTED lmao #sorry I know quite a few mutuals of mine have side blogs like this & follow these blogs but um. #word of advice: stop because you’re melting your brain. you won’t last in real life convos if you focus on that crowd #like??? if you’re gonna have a thinspo blog or whatever then lock it as a side blog or don’t tag ur posts? then it won’t be blocked. #but the truth is that you Want Attention & Praise for Killing Yourself and You’re Encouraging Sick People To Do The Same ⭐️👼🏻🦋🌙🦴🧸💞

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[rubylarkspur22]

KNYAU Masterlist

Just a list of my KNY AU's and what to expect. This is technically a rehash of my first post, but I thought this would be an improvement from the extremely basic descriptions of that post. Plus, I have more AU's to share.

Sunlit Blossoms|Kamado Sibling Role Swap (🌸): Your standard Kamado role swap with Demon Tanjirou and Demon Slayer Nezuko. Instead of Tomioka, the siblings are found by Rengoku, and it leads to a cascade of butterfly effects.

Sunflowers and Thundering Fireworks|Ship Swap (💕): I need a better name for this because it is not strictly ships being swapped, but the main characters are swapped with their ship counterparts. Nezuko and Tanjirou are the tsugukos of Tengen and the Kochou sisters respectively, and Kanao is a Demon Slayer trying to turn her demonic adopted brother(Zenitsu) back into a human. Other characters are moved around as I pleased, not really based on ships.

Mirrored Sunset|Full Reverse AU (🔄): Nezuko and Tanjirou are switched, as are the demons and Slayers along with their leaders. Except Inosuke. He's still human, he just isn't allowed to fight. Hashira are Upper Moons, and vice versa. Michikatsu is a four hundred something criminally underpaid dad cursed to never die until the King of Demons(Ubuyashiki Kagaya in this AU) is dead, as punishment for what he did as a demon.

Tsugikuni-Kamado Swap (🌙): Tanjirou and Nezuko (along with a few others) are born in the Sengoku Era and the two siblings are among the first Breath Users. Meanwhile, Yoriichi and Michikatsu (plus others) are born in the Taisho Era, with one twin turned into a demon whilst the other becomes a Slayer to turn his brother back into a human. This AU has two versions:

Moon Princess, Chosen Sunlight: Tanjirou is the original Sun Breather, and Nezuko becomes Upper Moon One. Zenitsu is also the original Thunder Breather in this version.

Ashen Moonlight, Sun Goddess: Nezuko is the original Sun Breather, and Tanjirou becomes Upper Moon One. Zenitsu is dead, and Kanao is wondering where her husband went on his last mission.

Moonlit Butterfly|Kochou-Kamado Swap (🦋): Nezuko and Tanjirou are both Demon Slayer's, with Tanjirou being the (late) Sun Hashira, and Nezuko being the Flower Hashira. Meanwhile, Kanae is trying to return Shinobu to her human self after their family was slaughtered by a demon. Also, Sabito and Makomo are alive in this AU thanks to Tanjirou and Nezuko being at Final Selection.

Scattered Emders and Broken Hearts|Age/Fate Swap (🔥): This one came from TikTok. The Rengoku family took in Mitsuri when she ran away from home due to her being ostracized for her strength and appetite. Not long after, a demon attacks, leaving Mitsuri and Kyojurou the only survivors, the former becoming a demon. The Kamaboko Squad are Hashira, and most of the Hashira are rank and file Slayers with a few others being swapped out with important people in their lives who either died or took a different path in life.

Burning Ribbons|Shabana-Kamado Swap (🎀): Ume leaves work one day to discover that Gyutaro has been turned into a demon. She seeks out a cure, and one of her adversaries is the deadly Upper Moon Six duo. A pair of siblings Ume can't help but compare herself and her own brother to. There are some other swaps (i.e. I made Tengen's wives Hashira while Tengen is their Shinobi husband).

Miyuri Koarashi (❄️): my Demon Slayer OC, the Snow Hashira. I made her a few months ago, and I am still workshopping ideas a little.

If I think of any others I wanna share, I will add them! For now, I hope all the emojis are visible! If you have questions about an AU, just send me an Ask with either the emoji of the AU name. I will try to put up art for all of these! Have a great day/night/time you are existing in.

#demon slayer #kny au #swap au #🌸 #💕 #🔄 #🌙 #🦋 #🔥 #🎀 #❄️

[honey-minded-hivemind]

I have an au that matches the tone of my ❄Fallen Snow🩸 AU and it's branch-off AUs...

It is the 🌙Silent Night🦋 AU...

Mutants have wings, besides their mutations (or if their mutation was wings, they have an extra pair). Wings are sacred, vital, to mutants, as a symbol of new beginnings and being able to free themselves from horrible situations.

But they don't like humans, and any who try to protect humans or don't want them dead are treated harshly, if not exiled or "re-educated".

Reader is one of those mutants.

Maybe the others liked them in the beginning, maybe they disliked Reader from the start, bit either way, Reader disagrees with their world view, even to defying them... And then Reader is locked up, possibly chained, and tortured over their choice, being forced to take whatever is given, and trying to hold on to their beliefs, to their innocence, their own sanity. They handle about a year of it, until-

When they were being hurt, one if their wings is broken, and suddenly everything comes crashing down.

Reader is left broken inside and out, now knowing how far the people they thought were good would go, that even what they consider to be a sin is willingly done by them, while the platonic yans realize they just crossed a line they never were supposed to cross, that they swore to never cross...

Reader takes a few weeks to try and piece themself together, now that they were released from the cells, and the moment they're alone and the world is quiet-

They run.

And they don't look back.

They end up chased, yet as they reach a ledge, they know they can't fly, and that they can't go back with their abusers, the very people who claim to now "care"... Yet when they take a step back-

The ledge gives under them, and they fall over, leaving their fate unknown...

(They survive, but when they reach an abandoned cottage/cabin, they realize their wounded wing is likely beyond repair after the fall, and that if thry plan to hide, to live, they can't have their wings... So they cut them off, leaving the bloodied, stumped remains in the old, worn shed, along with the tool used to cut them off...)

(I'm going to make a first post/part one for this, okay?)

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #yandere platonic xmen #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #platonic yandere xmen evolution #🌙Silent Night🦋 AU #platonic yandere xmen evolution au

[moradadabeleza]

Julia Frauenrath 🌙🦋💗

#Julia Frauenrath 🌙🦋💗

[pygmalimoon]

It’s all me~~ 都是自設~~😌🎵

⚠️Do not use🚫❌

#///// #moon herself #your neighbor blue warlock #💙🤍🌙🦋

[serenity-in-severances]

Fuck it, Evan and Steph auDHD headcanons.

I feel in my bones that Steph and Evan are both auDHD and would have very different presentations of their neurodiversity. Autism:

Steph would be a very physical stimmer and stim more when she's happy.

She likes tapping her fingers on her pen while writing if she needs a more subtle stim.

Lots of jumping and hitting things when excited.

Conversely, she is also more sensitive to sensory stimuli, particularly audio.

She'll immediately cover her ears if a loud noise happens, and if Evan is with her, his touch calms her down. Though Evan waits for her to initiate the contact because sometimes it can make her meltdowns worse. (I am not projecting I am not projecting I am not projecting) As for Evan, he'd be more reserved:

Evan's stims are more subtle and verbally focused.

He often whispers to himself to calm himself down, usually something funny like "pop pop pop" or a strange noise.

When he's having sensory overload, Evan tends to have more shutdowns than meltdowns.

When he feels overwhelmed, Evan will just listen to Motörhead and zone out; it takes him quite awhile to become verbal again after a particularly intense shutdown.

Evan enjoys sitting quietly with Steph and holding hands or playing with her hair when he feels overwhelmed.

Before HABIT arrived, Evan used to have more of a handle on social cues, though he still struggled with them. However, after being inHABITed, all of his ability to mask was essentially reset. He has more frequent meltdowns/fits of rage as a result. ADHD:

Steph has an easier time focusing if she can listen to music or an audio book.

Steph deals with less hyperactivity than Evan does, but tends to get more intensely hyperfocused on medias and/or tasks.

Steph has to be regularly reminded to keep herself hydrated.

Steph tries her best to plan out her tasks, even if she often forgets some.

Evan doesn't plan anything unless he feels he absolutely needs to, this is how he often winds up spending his entire day in his own world.

Evan often relies on other people to redirect him and/or remind him what he needed to do.

Evan is very fidgety, he rarely ever sits still.

Even when Evan is attempting to move around less, he still has significant changes in his expressions, commonly eye and lip tics.

#slenderverse #slenderverse headcanons #everymanhybrid #evan myers #steph everymanhybrid #neurodivergent headcanon #autism4autism #adhd4adhd #⥼|| 🦋🌙||⥽ #I'm right #sorry not sorry #main.txt ⥼ 🎭 ⥽

[moonlight-prose]

💌 happy follower celebration! For this man right here I have the hc that if you gave him a picture of yourself, especially if its intimate, he would treasure it forever and keep it in his wallet for the rest of his life.

And if he somehow lost you when the apocalypse began he would sometimes pull the picture out of his wallet and just stare at you for long times, missing everything about you. But if he didn’t lose you and you are right there, at home, then he would just stare at it at times when he can’t hug and hold you

Anyways maybe I should write again for him. He keeps coming back in my thoughts!

Iris you came here to make me cry again over this man didn't you? I absolutely agree that he'd keep a picture either in his pocket or a wallet he would never need again, but carrying to around makes him feel a bit more human. A bit more alive than before.

It's probably a blurry polaroid. One he took when he thought the world wouldn't end and things were steady and he'd get a life with you. It's his most precious item. A keepsake from a time that would never return.

#witch aunt responds #iris darling🦋 #follower celebration🌙 #i am going to sit and stare out my window like bella now #tommy miller headcannons are my bread and fucking butter #and this one is delicous af #tommy miller x you #tommy miller x reader

[caelum-et-ocean]

trick or treat!

Aaaaa hi Andi!!! Unfortunately I don’t have any candy on me rn, I hope this can work!!

#HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! #calypso’s stardust dump #calypso answers🌙 #andi🦋

[adolescenceknight]

Let’s say a NON KIDNAPPY fo kidnapped you. Like something inside them snapped and now they want u. How would that go down? What would they be like now

mercy would kidnap vampire because he's too much of a threat to her. she'd try to be nice and accommodating but she can only do so much when he's locked in one room with shackles around his limbs keeping him from moving too much. he bites the hand that feeds him, literally, she brings him food and he bites at her hand before telling her that he'll kill her. lol

ice fog would kidnap PJ because the loneliness caught up with him and he became fixated on the attention pj gave him. he'd also be nice, as nice as he could be, but he doesn't have the resources mercy does, so it's more like keeping pj duct taped in his closet and dragging him out to give him leftover dinner every night. very insecure, "please don't leave me, if i untie you you'll leave..."

vermilion would kidnap sen after remembering his trauma and not being able to cope like at all. just yoinks him in the middle of the night and goes on an insane ramble about how he remembers everything now and needs sen so he doesn't lose it. it's not easy keeping a prisoner without alerting your wife though, butterfly would definitely find out... and use him to her hearts content

#☕️ #🫗 #🌙 #❄️ #🚂 #⛩️ #🦋