#a brand new life

[kim-poce]

Deaf Whumpee 2

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CW: deaf whumpee, pet whump, caretaker new master, reformed criminal caretaker, fear of punishment.

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They arrived at the house, it didn’t look around, the grayish tiles on the floor was all it was allowed to see, Owner was taking out some things from the trunk, maybe toys if they were kind, maybe punishment tools if they weren't. If they are just a normal owner it was most likely both.

It knows it decided to be bad but… New Owner was just SO BIG, and it couldn’t bring itself to disobey, which doesn’t mean it gave up on this plan, it can obey and still fail at every given task. Owner will know just how useless it is and give it back, unless…

Unless there will be no tasks, unless it’ll become just a disposable punch bag, unless for the rest of its life it will be beaten and beaten again without earning any punishment.

It felt tears streaming down from its eyes. It was bad, if Owner sees they will think it didn’t want to be brought —it didn’t— they will think it is scared and ungrateful —it is—. They need to stop crying, they need to, they have to, they truly should be quiet.

Owner’s shoes came into view. Were they angry? it couldn’t know, it couldn’t look up. They crouched down, and it did what it should know better but not do; it closed its eyes.

It can only use two ways to communicate, either seeing or feeling it on their skin. Closing its eyes meant that if Owner wanted to pass on an order they would need to touch it, maybe force it through pain, it was a bad decision not to look, and yet… yet its eyes just didn’t open anyway.

It felt a light tug on its leash, and it shakinly changed from kneeling to all fours. It was still crying, it was still refusing to see anything, but at least it managed to crawl along while its owner pulled the leash. Owner wasn’t hurting it yet, it was weird, it was so much easier to hurt it than pulling it painlessly.

It crawled until the floor changed from cold title to… something soft, like a pet bed, maybe it was truly a pet bed because its Owner stopped and uncliped the leash, it was probably an unspoken order to stay there. It told itself that it was just fine, it is used to being locked in a small space all the time, it won’t leave that little space it swears it won’t.

Still, it was too scared to be good, so it lay down even when no one said it could, and curled up into a ball, it was being so ill behaved, it was going to be punished so harshly as soon as its owner decided.

It waited there, its eyes were still closed so it couldn’t know if Owner was there or not. Maybe they were there right this moment, uncoiling a whip, or taking off their belt or just getting ready to hurt it. Pain could come at any second now and it still didn’t look, it only froze there and waited.

It waited for a long time, it waited for anything, it waited and waited and, after a long time, it very slowly opened its eyes and saw… nothing, it was alone inside a small room, there was a glass of water and a folded blanket on its reach (both too clean to be its), there was a small note on a yellow post, which it didn’t waste time trying to decipher, it was not like it knew letters.

It knew better than to touch things that weren’t its, Owner probably left the water and the blanket there to test it. It wasn’t its first rodeo, it was far from a naive fresh pet and such tricks don’t work anymore.

It was allowed to stay on the pet bed, and that’s it, that’s all it can do. It was exhausted, it, of course, wasn’t allowed to sleep, and even if it was it was too anxious to actually manage to, so it just curled up again, pretending it was still in the too small cage back in the shelter, and pretending it wasn’t terrified at what would happen now.

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@extemporary-username @cupcakes-and-pain

#whump #pet whump #caretaker new master #whump fic #deaf whumpee #caretaker new whumper #reformed criminal caretaker #fear of punishment #my writing #A Brand New Life

[genderflu1dwh0r]

Lance Fenton in A Brand New Life

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#lance fenton #a brand new life #1989 #jamie edits #ref #video #mine

[emmynominees]

cloris leachman as victoria douglas in a brand new life

primetime emmy award winner for outstanding lead actress in a limited series or movie

#cloris leachman #victoria douglas #a brand new life #lead actress in a limited series or movie #1973

[bet-on-me-13]

Steph's Year of Recovery

So! Danny noticed that a new face had made it's way into town. Two new faces actually, an older lady known as Dr Leslie, and a girl about his age called Steph.

He first met them when he was at the hospital for one of his parents. They had stood too close to an explosion again, and he met them while he was in the waiting Area.

Dr Leslie was a strict but obviously caring older woman, who seemed to be the one taking care of Steph as a kind of maternal figure, or maybe more like an Aunt. She greeted him simply and then walked away to talk with the Secretary, leaving him to talk to Steph.

Steph was a blond girl in a Wheelchair, and he could see bandages piking out of her clothes as he talked to her. She explained that she had been in an Accident a few weeks ago that left her wheelchair bound for a while, and that she had come to Amity for their surprisingly good Medical Centers.

He and Steph got along really well, and by the end of it he asked her for her Number so they could continue talking later. They stayed in touch, and when she was finally permitted to leave the Hospital, he introduced her to his friends. They all got along like a House on Fire, both figuratively and in one memorable case very literally (Vlad had pissed them off okay!)

Eventually Steph recovered enough that she moved from a Wheelchair to Crutches, and their shenanigans got even more chaotic (Vlad hadn't even pissed them off, this time was just for fun)

The only thing Danny could complain about was the fact that Steph was hiding something from them.

She said that she had been in an Accident a while ago, which was why they had come to Amity in the first place. But Danny knew it was more than that.

He could sense lingering traces of Death coming from her after all.

...

Steph honestly loved her current life.

Sure she had lost everything, her home, her health, her friends, her life, but she had gained new things too! Like Danny and the Gang! They were honestly some of the best friends she had ever had, and for some reason they just clicked with her instantly.

Danny was interesting and funny, Sam was vegan and a badass, Tucker was smart and witty, they all fit with her personality perfectly! It almost felt like she bad been friends with them for years. (She ignored the way her heart skipped a beat when she saw them)

But she still couldn't shake the sense that they were hiding something from her.

She knew it had something to do with the Ghost Problem in the town. And wasn't that a kicker, there was a whole Supernatural Ghost Outbreak in this Town and nobody knew about it. Dr Leslie had said that Amity was off the map enough to hide from Bruce, but she hadn't mentioned it was hidden from the Justice League itself!

Danny, Sam, and Tucker definitely knew more about it than they let on however. Whenever a Ghost Attack would happen, at least one of them would rush off with some practiced excuse and return after the Ghost Attack was over all dirty. She could guess what was going on, and she really didn't like it.

(This had killed her, she had died doing what they were doing, she didn't want to lose them)

Eventually she had to confront them, coincidentally on the same day they decided to confront her.

"Are you Vigilantes?" / "Did you die?"

"..."

"What?" / "What?"

#Dpxdc #Dp x dc #Dcxdp #Dc x dp #Danny Phantom #Dc #Dcu #Stephanie Brown #Stephanie Browns Death #Steph actually did die to Black Mask #Dr Leslie didn't manage to save her but did manage to bring her back #How she did it is up to you #But because if that Steph needs Physical Therapy and Treatments only found in Amity #Amity is also secluded enough that Batman won't find them there #Steph knows she died but is willfully ignoring it to the point of almost repressing it #Especially because she doesn't know how she came back to life #She doesn't like that her brand new friends are also Vigilantes because being a Vigilante is what got her killed #She doesn't want them to die like she die #She doesn't want to lose her new friends #Trauma #Steph is Traumatized #Also all of them are 17 in this #Stephs age when she died is very vague but 17 is the most reliable middle ground #So the Trio has been Vigilantes for 3 years now #They know what they are doing and have a system so they can share the workload #Sam and Tucker still have their powers #So they can help Danny with the workload #Idk if Steph would develop Powers from the Treatment or her Resurrection but I kind of like the idea #Also yes this is Poly Eternal Trio + Steph cause she deserves happiness #I NEED more Steph Ships cause she deserves more attention

[motherhenna]

Blaming everyone on my dash for making me obsessed w THG and Everlark again goddamn y'all

#I acquired a brand new callus on my pinky finger specifically from this piece jfc #had to crop it like this because I just couldnt for the life of me get peeta's arm right #and there are still some proportional issues in his face but I have to be finished w this im so tired #turns out I love drawing kids tho #peeta mellark #katniss everdeen #everlark #everlark fanart #katniss and peeta #peeta and katniss #toast babies #hunger games #hunger games fanart #thg fanart

[novantinuum]

the longer I’m in this fandom the more alien I’ve decided Steven eventually becomes over time as he ages

#listen #you can’t give me a canon hybrid and expect me to Not get super weird with their anatomy #so now my new headcanon is that over the years all his organic cells eventually get replaced by hard light analogues #until eventually he’s like. so his body Mimicks organic life and he instinctively still follows many Habits of organic life but #he is actually No Longer organic at all #instead just an Uber Goddamn Complex hard light construct- wholly unique and brand new #high key obsessed with this idea now #jen rambles

[vesperione]

Cannot wait to see the fandom divide itself between the people constantly thirsting for Hatchetfield content v the actual genuine starkid fans who will follow them wherever their creative direction goes

#staring at the people who watched npmd and then didn’t watch vhsccs #starkid #watch people fixate on the pitstop in Hatchetfield #when there are four other weeks of Cinderellas castle info #like IH MY GOD #FOUR WEEKS DEDICATED TO THE BRAND NEW MUSICAL #I AM #SO EXCITED #CINDERELLAD CASTLE #LOVE OF MY LIFE #consjderthecoconut

[cozylittleartblog]

i got an alien aisha from a fountain faerie quest 🥺 i named her cosmica...

#neopets #alien aisha #aisha #cats #art #neopets fanart #nostalgia #y2k #doodles #Twice Ever in my life have i used real life money to buy a fictional currency for pretend items. the second time was to make a slot #just so i could make and paint a brand new neopet bc all my free slots were full. best $5 i ever spent #now her name is not exactly cosmica but i don't want people finding my account. but also i need you to know i got reeeaaallly lucky #with the name. its hard to brag about the name without giving away the exact name asdfjklsdf #i have three fucking aishas. i like the cats ok #there are lots of pets i would like to own in theory but pet slots are limited and i don't want to buy another one #unless they release a really really cute color for the vandagyre. then i will make. ONE more

[frogayyyy]

when are they going to make a star trek baseball spinoff show actually

#actually such a good concept #star trek has evolved past the need to be on a starship or in space #brand new characters #(come back and cameo avery brooks pspsps) #so much potential for seeing more trek alien culture #and not just in space #like that lesbian baseball show but with more aliens too #idk i never watched it #i've never watched baseball in my life btw everything i know comes from wii sports

[chick-it-out]

happy bday 2 me [wishlist]

#idk this year feels special #never thought i would make it past my late teens early twenties chapter tbh #life has been good! good for now #everything from here just feels like a sweet bonus #and it's all brand new #glad to live and to be alive to experience this stuff :) #glad You are here too! #also please don't spend none $ on me unless you got enough to treat yourself too #i got everything i need!!!! this stuff's just treats. you deserve treats first and more #ramblin...... #hey thanks for bein on the chicken blog thanks for bein around #thank u for the gift of You ! #ilu

[kim-poce]

4. A Brand New Life: Chaos

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CW: pet whump, deaf whumpee, fear of punishment, caretaker new master, reformed criminal caretaker, killing briefly being referred to as ‘put down’, it/its pronouns in a dehumanizing way.

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Many many people had owned it, and it went back to the facility too many times to be able to remember all of them. No owner —in the memories it can recall— was as big as this one. This new one wasn’t only toweringly taller than it, he was also so strong, it was sure that he could kill it with a kick if he wanted. It tried not to think about it, this is the biggest but many others were cruel. Crueler it dared to hope. It needed to hope because it had to, somehow, anger this owner enough to be sent back but not enough to be put down.

Trying to plan something so delicate was hard for its dumb pet, and it was getting harder and harder as time passed, exhaustion came without a word of warning, like a sudden storm breaking everything in its way. And just like with a storm, it can't do much to fight the sleepiness. It wasn't that much of a stupid pet to stop trying to force itself awake, though. The comfortable dog bed was just like the clean water; a trap. And it knew so much better than falling into the first trap in a new home.

There was a time that the knowledge of the punishment to come was enough to keep it up. When it had enough control over its body to stay awake days and days in a row unless ordered otherwise. Back then wouldn't close its eyes to blink just to open them too many hours later with the big scary-looking new owner looking down at it. There was such a time. But that was too long ago.

It shivered. What else could it even do but shiver, look down and wait for the pain? It guessed it could, maybe, look up. It could show that it is sorry and it will do anything to make up for it. But the instinct to cower away far predated its need to look up to understand orders. And in the fear, all that's left is instinct and flashes of painful memories.

Its eyes closed shut when, through its eyelashes, it saw the new owner's hand raising. It was almost grateful, both for knowing what the first hit was going to be and for it to be a slap instead of a punch, a kick, or a baseball bat. It would all come later but at last not at the start. It would be fully grateful for that if the new owner wasn't so very big, and if it wasn't so small and skinny.

The pain didn't come, though. Just a touch. An odd touch. Dry, rough skin in a soft touch. The hand was slow, it slid down from its cheek to its chin. Causing the shiver to increase so very much. The hand, new owner's hand, the one who can hurt it as much as it wants, slowly —always slowly— lift its head.

It was still scared. In truth, scared isn't the right word. After all, even people can feel scared, and what it felt was so much deeper than that. Deeper enough, it was sure, to earn a whole new word. Dread was closer to the feeling, although it felt it wasn’t enough. But there will never be a word for it, it was a pet kind of feeling, and no one bother about what these lesser things feel.

It opened its eyes. The ‘dread’ was still there, but isn't it always? Eating it alive way faster than any torture could. But maybe its ever-presence made it not strong enough to freeze forever. Almost but not enough. Not anymore, anyway.

New owner mouthed something, it didn't try to read it, not truly read. It could be any word, that was way too many words to and it didn't want to pick the wrong one. So it stared, trying to match the word with one of the normal usual orders. It wasn't ‘kneel’ (although it should be kneeling, it hadn't even noticed it was still laying down), it wasn't ‘get up,’ ‘fetch,’ or ‘look down.’ It wasn't even a curse. Just when all the memorized words had failed to match the mouthed one it tried to read properly.

“...th… brea…the… breathe,” new owner mouthed slowly.

Breath? Oh. It wasn’t breathing, was it? Just then it realized that its lung was begging for air for quite a while now, it took a deep desperate breath and flinched, sure it had been loud, it tried to read its owner again. He was still mouthing the same word. So maybe it wasn’t loud after all. It felt weaker all of a sudden. Oh. It wasn’t breathing again.

“Breathe in… breath out. Good boy,” Owner said, it was an undeserved praise, it was anything but good. “breath in… breath out… breath in…”

It obeyed. At the very least, it knew how to breathe, it wasn’t that useless of a pet.

At some point, new owner was holding the (trap) water glass close to its lips, helping it drink water slowly, it noticed that he was doing everything very very slowly. Good. It’s so lucky that he has patience.

No! it thought-screamed to itself. It isn’t luck, you need to make him angry so you can go back to the shelter!

New owner mouthed something again, but it was too many words, and it couldn’t follow even simple orders, so it looked down, there was no reason to try if it’ll fail anyway, and maybe this way new owner labels it ‘too fucking useless’ and sent it back. It didn’t work, it only made the hand come back to its chin, gent- gently? Nothing is ever gentle, the hand slowly lifted its head back up.

“It’s okay,” new owner said, and if it was any less scared or any more defiant it would laugh right then.

‘It’s okay.’ That’s not even a real thing. Not that it mattered anyway, it was lightheaded, maybe it wasn’t breathing right again, or it was dreaming and this all was a nightmare, or it was dehydrated enough to hallucinate again. Maybe it wasn’t even alive anymore. It just knew it was scared, and it was so very tired. It wanted to go back, it wanted caretaker. It doesn’t like it here.

“Hey, hey,” new owner said after making sure it was looking up. “.... don’t cry… here… okay?”

It is not okay. It’s not okay. It is not-

The hand was wiping its tears away now. Oh! It thought. So it is a dream, there is no way an owner would do it.

It relaxed, as long as it is silent no one ever punished it for dreaming of comfort. It leaned on the hand like it had learned to so long ago, and it cried, it was fine because it wasn’t real. Owner won’t be angry about things he doesn’t know, about things that didn’t even actually happen. It knows it was not allowed to sleep yet, so it shouldn’t be dreaming at all. But wasn’t it trying to be bad anyway? It doesn’t know, its thought seems to be crashing against each other, waving at every change of its feeling. It doesn’t care anymore, at least it doesn’t care right this moment.

Dream Owner was still big, still scared, but he was also very careful, his touch was soft, so all it focused on was his soft and warm skin against its.

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The pet’s reaction was chaos. First, fear of me, then despair for air, then fear of me again, and despair for water. He cried after this, I think it was for fear at first (unsurprisingly), but for relief right after. I just… don’t understand him at all.

I almost pulled my hand away when he leaned on it, it caught me completely off guard, he was suddenly comfortable, as if he seeing someone else instead of me. Not that I am complaining, rather than that I was glad that he could relax a bit, even if for a while. So I caressed him as gently as I could, I wasn’t used to being gentle but I know it’s never too late to learn.

The pet leaned on me and went back to sleep. Maybe he, just like myself, went to sleep too late the day before. I left his breakfast near the bed with another note. I forgot to ask if he could read back in the shelter, but it doesn’t hurt to try (even if the previous note didn’t work).

“Good night,” I said uselessly as I covered him with his blanket. “Sleep well.”

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#whump #pet whump #deaf whumpee #whump fic #caretaker new master #caretaker new whumper #fear of punishment #reformed criminal caretaker #institutionalized slavery #it as a pronoun #my writing #A Brand New Life

[genderflu1dwh0r]

Lance Fenton in A Brand New Life

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#lance fenton #a brand new life #1989 #jamie edits #ref #video #mine

[wprostvii]

most likely going to change the way i draw him later

#gordon freeman #gordon freeman art #gordon freeman fanart #half life #half life fanart #half life 2 #half life 2 fanart #hl2 gordon #hl gordon #what tags exist in this fandom #ERMMM I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT HALF LIFE / HALF LIFE 2 #IM VERY BRAND NEW IN HERE #anime #anime art

[lollytea]

I love Waffles she's so silly looking. But GOD I do mourn the wolf palisman era he could have had a ouppy 🥺

#i was really into the idea of the new palisman being the furthest thing from a bird #he loved flapjack so dearly. but carving a red cardinal was never his choice #a red cardinal just so happened to have been someone else's favourite animal #and flapjack and hunter found each other when they were both lost and needed a friend #i liked the idea of a brand new palisman to reflect a brand new life #not a replacement for flapjack. but a new friend to bring into his life #a wolf is absolutely NOTHING like a bird #i would have gone crazy for a wolf #i dont hate waffles tho shes babie #i think her being blue is indication enough that shes not meant to replace flapjack #she IS a reflection of how hes started anew #its sweet really. he just fell in love with birds after adopting flapjack #he likes birdies. birdies are cute and silly. he wanted another birdie #i cant fault him there

[unspokenstydia]

✰ ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, GOT THE WRONG INSIDES. ✰

THEO RAEKEN: THE KINTSUGI KID “Real pain is emotional pain. That is the kind of pain that lasts.” 

#it’s theo’s false tears of deceit versus these moments of real emotion slipping through. the terror of letting himself feel. #the impossibility of it. and then it’s the dread doctors’ syringe and how carelessly and callously he would give life back and rip it away #doling out both resurrection and murder with this drilled-in emotional distance. perfecting every action to be so necessarily heartless #because bodies were test sites and weapons and /his/ body was an appendage in itself of someone else’s agenda— #versus his own flesh upon gabe’s in this one selfless moment. and how his touch is gentle and light and his hesitance underscores every beat #and how inundating the revelation is—that he’s capable of this. that it's all possible for him. #and how perilous it must be to look forward from that post-hell hinge point and know that the death of the myth he was promised is only the #beginning of his life. and all of this is difficult and painful in ways that are brand new but must (avowedly/somehow/please) #be worth that pain. #theo raeken #flashing gif #tw: blood #twedit #teenwolfedit #teen wolf #fyteenwolf #cody christian #tvedit #fall out boy #so much (for) stardust #there's something so staggering about the fact that theo (in cody's imagination) stays. #he's not much of a pack animal and scott's never going to forgive him and it doesn't matter who forgets because mason won't and #he'sbarelyevenhumanlikeacheapknockoffdotheylookredtoyouithinkyoupushedherandithinkyoulikedit and #he stays. #like. i don’t know how i’m expected to be okay about any of this! i’m undone!! it’s shattering and stunning #and so is the kintsugi kid in the context of like. my insides are copper and i’d kill to make them gold / do you ever get the feeling that #your insides and your outsides don’t really go together? / i wonder at the way that someone can write thousands and thousands of pages about #my insides / it’s about feeling all right and feeling safe in your own skin / on the bright side got the wrong insides !! #and [back to theo] this chorus as a callback to ‘when i’m just the ghost of nothing nothing’ in from now on we are enemies #anyway . will the real hard hard pills to swallow please stand up.

[toytulini]

no but for real not to beat a dead horse that i havent seen and dont plan to but they keep trying to do live action atla and i just Do Not Get It? its already been done? quite well? the original cartoon is very good and it doesn't feel like its actually really lacking in a way that a remake would improve upon, and it doesnt seem like either remake has improved upon it, and it doesnt feel like they ever get the tone right either? and why are they only ever trying to adapt atla? why not the comics? or korra ? the adventures of fire lord zuko. i mean fuck i dont even like that they turned toph into a cop but they could do a Toph crime drama procedural. probably shouldnt i dont think that would be good but at least it would be like. a new idea. fucking, adapt the kyoshi novels maybe. i wont forgive you if you fuck them up of course, but im already not forgiving the live action ATLAs so like idk. why not try something new. something a little more original.

#toy txt post #i dont understand why it has to be adapted to live action in the first place honestly but like maybe even just try Something Else #maybe even like a brand new show even. could try that. how many different original new shows have the streaming services #filmed and produced and then didnt release for weird tax cut reasons again even tho i thought that was one of the things the writers and #sag aftra were trying to fix with the strike? and then the companies all just keep doing it anyway...? cool? #fucking do a live action about The Cabbage Guy and his life #why does it have to be a retelling of the original show that was already good? i dont get it #im trying not to be too harsh here bc im sure theres plenty of one piece fans who feel that way about the live action vahgddjsvuvdjevj