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socksandbuttons · 7 months

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I wouldn't mind Solar having a different design if it makes Lunar comfortable around him once again, it's sad that that friendship is cooling down and both sides are using Earth to replace the other

crying and dying because yeah but also i get lunars feelings BUT NOO I LOVED THEIR FRIENDSHIP SO MUCCCCCCCHHHH PROTECTIVE SOLAR. Solar justtt still on that 'Lunar is my new friend who kept me going, i think itll be fine' while aware that yeah no theres trauama there and lunars 'I dont feel the same anymore but i dont want to not be his friend' horrible i am dying bring back bonding between the two SOLAR WANTS TO PLAY A GAME DARN IT LUNAR TAUGHT HIM SO MCUH AND NOW LUNARS NOT EVEN PLAYING WITH HIMMMM aaa

#I MEAN LIKE I GUESS YEAH I SUPPOSE WE COULD HAVE MEGS DESIGN SINCE IT WOULDNT BE THE SAME #BUT ALSO... SOLAR TO LUNAR WAS EXPOSURE THERAPY BEFORE. BUT AUGHHHH #its okay i have my sun!lunar au where i can not have this distancing #im happy for earth bondign with solar tho!!! love that both see eachother and go 'somethings wrong with them. they need help theyre nice'#would love lunar dragging solar into helping earths creator issue lol #earth and solar becomeing friends is almost me getting solarflare and her being friends #almost... i couldve had that #sun and moon show

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arsonmurderandjaywalking · 1 year

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thinking about a Najin time loop au BUT other people are sent back (time loop requirement ambiguous) but only after Najin's successfully survived the day. hell on fucking earth for everyone involved.

Najin's been looping while trying to keep him AND Nagyunn alive for an uncountable number of times and is just getting angrier each time. it takes him way too long to ask Nagyunn for help with this because he's supposed to be protecting him, damn it, and he's just spent so many years hiding everything from him that it just doesn't occur to ask him for help. he keeps trying to attack the author-god thing from Gilgamesh in the space between dying and waking.

oh, just thought of Najin getting trapped in other people's time loops and being forced to help them. he'd be soooo fucking mad. he just got out of hell and now he's stuck in it with someone he probably doesn't even like. what if it's an every time someone dies (in the canon timeline) thing. first Jiroon (counting the day she's stabbed as the death day because she's comatose after which is not as fun and mostly out of people's hands) who is very confused, because she has memories of both timelines now, and the Najin in front of her and the Najin she remembers are very different people, and that scenario is discounting the very real possibility that Najin just dipped with Nagyunn before the dragon's descendants could kill them.

and regardless of how they meet, she also has emotional intelligence and is willing to use it on him, which means his mountain of shit that he refuses to touch is very much about to be poked by the closest thing he's ever had to a therapist, so, of course, he's going to poke at her insecurities much more maliciously than she ever did him. her insecurities about being a knight and how it's gotten her killed in two separate timelines come up so he says she never should have tried and it hurts so bad but she agrees with him. but, well, she's handling this whole situation much better than he ever has, and over the course of it she starts to build up her confidence and she stops just taking it when he's an ass to her and starts giving what she gets and they start kinda getting along, and eventually, he admits that she's probably the most knightly person he's ever met and that she's more than proved herself throughout all this. and she says that he's not so bad himself, and what do you know, that's the loop they finally both survive.

and then days after this he gets stuck with Naryun.

#the najin/jiroon friendship duo... i will be thinking about them forever probably #oh this was a LONG one and i did not mean for it to be #the najin/jiroon bickering besties just got to me. you get it #this au is just going to be najin being dragged kicking and screaming through therapy and friendship #oh and i didnt even start on the potential nagyunn/jiroon friendship. making najins life hell #i had to cut myself off there because otherwise this would get even longer #the ember knight #also i KNOW naryun would probably be closer to like a month after but its whatever #if you couldnt tell im a really big fan of time loops only resolving after youve resolved your issues

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transingthoseformers · 11 months

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I've been toying with a dragonformers au in my head. Not set in a particular canon, bit of a fusion of whatever I want.

So the transformers are dragons, obviously. But I'm torn between having it be about dragon riders, so Dot with Megatron, Raoul with Tracks, etc. Or a conservation area for wild dragons, with the humans basically being park rangers. Or a combo, a retirement area for dragons used for combat.

I'm sorry, I'm just tossing ideas about.

Hmmmm. Now, I'm not quite familiar with dragonformers as I've probably only read one? Fic with it, and even then i didn't quite finish the fic.

Buuuut, here's what I'm thinking here: a mixture, like you've suggested above. Some of them have grown up with humans their entire lives (or most of their lives) and have handlers. Some have had little to no human contact throughout their life up until this point. Some fall somewhere in the middle of this spectrum. I feel like it's exactly a good idea to suggest some are former military, but not all of them. Why do I suggest that last line? Hear me out, but

Dragon rehab.

#as I've mentioned before I'm still not entirely thawed out when it comes to the idea if [blank]formers but i definitely consider it #i myself like to keep them as sapient as possible just like they are in canon but hey that's me #dragonformers #maccadam #transformers #au #the picture i was getting in my head was mostly tfa and g1 but i definitely definitely couldn't stop thinking about the aligned predacons #or the game of thrones universe even though i have literally never watched a single episode or read a single book in it.#all i know about game of throwns is the fire and ice modpack and a youtube spec bio vid and ykw that's all i need #the only clear characters i was getting was hot rod and megatron #with hot rod having been raised with humans his entire life and he's here to drag everyone else into therapy (physical and other)#i was conflicted on Megs being 100% wild or if he's a veteran (tfp version for the first but tfa version for the second)#that's all i have😅#hot rod would look so fucking cool as a dragon #he has phoenix based dragon vibes #oh right ig mtmte is also in the mix in my head but mostly the more lighthearted parts

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byanyan · 2 months

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the thing that byan is most embarrassed of... is that they have days where they physically can't drag themself out of bed. a lot of the time on their worse days, they'll force themself to get up and do something out of spite (usually ends up being smth involving violence and/or their self destructive tendencies) bc laying around at the mercy of their poor mental health makes them feel weak, which in turn makes them feel worse, but sometimes the weight of everything is just genuinely too much and they end up spending the day either sleeping or dissociating. or both. a lot of the time they'll also turn to substance abuse to get them through, to numb themself and make things more tolerable.

unsurprisingly, you'll never hear them talk about this. it's the sort of thing no one needs to know about, and it's something they're deeply ashamed of. they'll make excuses and lie about having just ditched plans/skipped school/etc. if someone ever comments on them not turning up - which people do, fortunately, tend to buy, considering they already have a tendency to just not show up where they're supposed to.

#these are also the days they're most at risk of self harming again 🙃#is this smth that very slowly starts to get better into adulthood? yes.#but that's not to say it doesn't still happen just bc their life is improving #they're just. ugh. they're so ashamed of their mental health in general.#they hate SO MUCH that the shit they've been through has affected them so deeply and that they can't?? do anything about it???#(yes they COULD go to therapy....... but good fucking luck getting that through to them without them getting violent at the suggestion :/)#(they'd rather get really fucked up and just not feel anything thanks)#adjgksh I'm just thinking about the aspects of byan's struggles that I don't really talk about as much tonight idk #probs has smth to do with having had such a crummy day myself lmaooo #u know if I'm feeling like shit I gotta drag byan through the mud too #━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ headcanon ⋮ danger in the fabric of this thing i made.#substance abuse cw #self harm cw #do I need to add like... a depression cw or smth? idk ajfkgsg #tell me if I should add more warnings for this but I don't think it's like. too detailed or anything ahdjgsg

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manofthepipis · 1 year

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hi there its like 1 am but im awake and bored so im here to say words

so like ⟟ absolutely adore your spamton fic its infested my brain these past few months (?) and its great

the way u write spamton and all the other characters just makes sense like its basically canon in my eyes right

and idk if this is gonna be ⏃ "word vomit about me adoring your work" or ⏃ "let me praise you and ask you ⏃ billion questions" but like, YOUR WRITING?! ITS GREAT

⟟ love angst so much and your fic has PROVIDED. ate and left no crumbs

but like. actual fic. ⟟ love how u write spamton because you make him accurate, at least how ⟟ see him, as ⏃ glitchy email ad salesguy yknow? its great! and the addisons omg. they need some HELP just like spamton. theyre all fucked up and its great (they need therapy so bad bro)

and jevil omg despite not seeing much of jevil in deltarune when u write his dialogue and actions it just kinda clicks because hes not so much of ⏃ FREEDOM FREEDOM IM FREE ⟟ CAN DO ANYTHING but more of ⏃ "⟟ do things because ⟟ can so ill just ruin peoples day" real cheshire cat moment amirite

you writing spamtons thoughts AHHH it gives me brain works u got me giggling like ⏃ little kid doing mischievous acts ⟟ just love it so much bro u dont understand

and now ⟟ feel like im repeating myself so just to get the final bit out ⟟ LOVE SPAMTON (totally not obvious)

also have ⏃ good day pls hydrate and get rest unlike me :D

how dare u make me get all smiley and happy at work hfjdkfndkdk

it's things like this that make me wanna like extract the rest of the unwritten fic from my brain and just put it into writing so i can cancel out the wait like tysm 🥹🥹🥹🥹

it's so crazy to know a lil thing that i'm doing on the side for fun is resonating so much with people and i'm like so grateful that you've enjoyed it thus far :D honestly like i don't think i've ever been attached so much to a character before as wacky and brimming with personality as this lil salesman lmao (and jevil ofcourse like i think out of everybody here he's been the MOST entertaining to write)

idk what else to say except i'm absolutely eating these words like a gourmet buffet and am like super thankful and also wish u the best :D !!!!

#like the support means alot and i wanna keep writing even as i'm dodging life curveballs looney-toons style #ty kurai but also!!! 1 am??? get some rest lolol (saying this as i type this at 5 am)#asks #fanfic #also u have no IDEA how badly i wanna shove all these damaged salesmen into like a duffel bag and drag them all to therapy

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mushroom-for-art · 1 year

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Nvm we're back to movie au because I'm feeling soft featuring obviously our fav @oogaboogaspookyman horrid little bastard who is no longer a horrid bastard but is now a well mannered British little bastard beloved we love the difference

Accident

It happened very quickly. An incorrectly secured light fixture crashed down onto set smashing and destroying the background pieces scattering glass everywhere and set alight. The fire spread beginning to burn all the props due to the paint that was used, background pieces set alight in a blink, it crawled up the background canvases and spread across the rafters, the lights cracking fizzling out with loud bangs sending the building into darkness and panic.

A support beam collapsed over a fire escape as employees screamed and panicked they ran around coughing desperate for an exit one of them grabbed a fire extinguisher to put out the source but was grabbed by the monochrome Mewtwo who snarled about it being an electrical fire from the light you idiot. May coughed her lungs becoming tight as she looked around with difficulty through the quickly gathering smoke and smog, she was in a panic stuck to the spot. She could see her brother lying on the floor, his head was bleeding. He'd been knocked out as a dark Mewtwo stood over him trying to get the debris off of him.

Screams of panic ringed in her ears making her head throb, why weren't the sprinklers turning on? Oh god were they going to die in here? Burn alive due to inadequate safety measures. There were so many people and pokemon here too many lives that'd be too much death. Coughing screaming yelling panic. More people were collapsing or lying down to escape the smoke for air as it filled up the room heavily weighing down on them all. She couldn't let everyone in here die!

The monochromatic Mewtwo felt the tingling of psychic energy in his fingertips like electricity and before he could yell at May ask what the hell she was doing- he was outside. They were all outside. He spun on the spot levitating slightly looking around in a frenzy, the building crackled and the fire raged on. Everyone was out. No. Not everyone.

"May!"

He yelled quickly flying overhead scanning through the crowd of people that had been teleported out the building he flew down towards her manager, the odd dark hued mewtwo with crystals embedded in her body.

"Wheres May?!"

He half asked half demanded as the Two tended to Matts injuries.

"Is she not out here? I saw her eyes glowing?" She asked shushing Matt who groaned and pushed him down gently when he tried to sit up groggily asking where his sister was.

"If she was out here I wouldn't be asking where she was!"

The frustrated monochrome two snarled at her before looking back at the building in growing horror as he heard a loud creak realizing that she was still inside and hadn't been able to get out.

Without really thinking he flew rapidly at the building, being a ghost had its advantages as he phased through the wall keeping an incorporeal state to avoid the effects of smoke as he looked around frantically. The building was thick with black billowing smoke that rolled in waves blocking his view. He couldn't use psychic to move it as it had nowhere to go and it could shove air into the fire. He frantically scanned around, focusing to sense her aura.

In his altered vision he spotted a faint orange glow that began to flicker and falter weakening and quickly flew towards it, she was on the floor passed out either from smoke inhalation or exhaustion from teleporting that many people out of a building with her already weak powers or both. He became corporeal and coughed against the smoke and the horrible heat as he wrapped his arms under hers to haul her up to carry her.

"I'm not letting you die here you blithering idiot,"

He chastised as he pulled her up attempting to hold her and realizing she was heavy as dead weight and the growing smoke in his lungs was weakening his strength, not to mention the flames were creeping in starting to stretch out and lick at his tail and legs in a way that would likely burn. He snorted frustrated, he pulled her up, arms wrapping around her waist as she made a soft mumble noise.

He realized that flames were closing in, his eyes were watering from smoke and heat as he coughed, he could become ghostly while he had the strength but then he wouldn't be able to interact with her, he could save himself but he wouldn't! He wouldn't just let her die here and save his own skin. He hissed as a flame splashed against him snarling towards it before coughing, breathing becoming harder. He heard another long drawn out creak, and a snap, and a fall. Another support beam came falling down right on top of them, he dropped to a crouch holding his body over hers desperate to summon any strength left into a barrier or any kind of protection.

Another crash could be heard from the building, it took multiple staff members and Pokemon to hold back Matt and Darkness, Matt screamed and yelled profanities at them telling, no, demanding them to let him go because his sister was in there. Darkness also shouted at them to see sense that both the mewtwo in that building inch closer to death every second they waste stopping them. They both went quiet as a large flame burst out from the roof of the building with a loud BOOM.

Matt crumbled in the grip of the people restraining him, falling to his knees as he began to sob in despair and pain. Darkness could only stare forward at the raging flames and thick smoke.

It took hours for the fire department to put the flames out, they were aggressive and unrelenting and the thick smoke meant the trained personnel needed to swap out to a safe distance to regain their breath. When the fire finally dimmed to a manageable flicker it was growing dark, the fire had started in the afternoon…

Search and rescue began their job and once more Darkness was restrained, she wasn't trained like they were, they knew how to move rubble without causing it to collapse elsewhere potentially crushing any survivors, she did not. She could only watch in frustration as they slowly methodically did their job. She'd refused care due to her wounds already healing from the synergy energy, Matt had to be given light sedatives for his aggression so he was more, agreeable, about being taken away to be seen for his head injury and assorted burns.

A Gurdurr and Medicham worked together, the Medicham scanning the surroundings with psychic energy to get a mental blueprint of the chaos and carefully instructing Gurdurr on which parts to lift to safely deconstruct the wreckage without causing it to collapse. The Gurdurr carefully threw aside a large ceiling concrete slab before vocalizing to the Medicham. A swirling white and black dome like shape sat planted into the ground with debris piled on top of it. The Medicham vocalized to the other pairs to come help as they began to remove the debris, the human supervisors coming along too, as the broken building was removed the dome seemed to reduce in opacity becoming semi see through.

Inside May and the monochromatic Mewtwo clung to one another desperately, his eyes were shut with dark psychic energy pouring out from the sides of his closed eyes waving and flowing out. May's eyes were wide open but unseeing, completely whitened over and glowing faintly with her psychic energy. Neither of them seemed aware of the situation both just clinging as the dark and white psychic energy protecting them both swirled around them both desperately wanting to protect the other, forming one rather indestructible long lasting protect.

When the last piece of debris was safely removed one of the human search and rescue members gently knocked their knuckles against the very dense protect dome, "can you two hear us?" May's eyes faltered into half lids her psychic energy sparking and fading from her eyes and the dome, she blinked slowly and blinked again before slumping completely limp in the monochrome ones arms as her grip slipped from him, his eyes opened in a start the dark psychic energy overflowing from his eyes darkening the dome over as he snarled before he blinked realizing that it was help. His psychic energy gently blew away in a breeze before he shivered at the cold.

The psychic search and rescue members lifted May's unconscious body onto a stretcher to be taken to an ambulance while the people attempted to look the monochromatic one over. He shoved them away flying up and wobbling slightly in tiredness but followed them into the ambulance taking up the relative seat in the ambulance next to May as they began trying to help her much to Darkness' frustration at the audacity. He slapped away attempts to look him over, snarling at the ambulance worker to focus on the unconscious one, not him.

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The monochrome ones' leg bounced irritated and frustrated as he sat in a chair next to the orange hued Mewtwos hospital bed. He'd been forcefully seen to, so his wounds were bandaged up and he'd been given oxygen and instructions to not go near lung irritants and just to take cough drops for his throat and rest and get sleep. However sleep he would not do, he'd been up all night besides her having left his own bed watching over her in her room, her smoke inhalation had been worse than his as was her burns, she had a breathing mask on to help ensure she got enough oxygen which also acted as a filter that helped remove the lingering smoke in her lungs with each exhale. He'd dragged a night nurse into the room in a panic when he noticed her condition becoming worse, her over exhaustion leading to sickness and a fever so she'd been put on some drip fluids too due to how weakened she was from over exerting herself with her powers.

He'd paced the room multiple times, aggressively straightening the curtains to ensure no moonlight crept in and disturbed her, made sure the blanket properly covered her and tucked her in, fluffed her cushion, checked her medical sheet and that she was hooked up properly multiple times. As of right now he was gently holding her wrist, his fingers pressing faintly to feel her pulse, just to be sure the machines were correct that's all. He sighed softly hanging his head as his leg bounced, the TV in the room mumbled nonsense that he couldn't make out as he was actively ignoring it, especially as it was talking about the fire, his fingers moved down her wrist brushing over her palm hesitantly choosing to rest his two main fingers in her palm pressing them against her hand and squeezing with his thumb at the back of her hand, an unsure hand squeeze without committing to a full hand hold.

He was beginning to grow frustrated ready to aggressively sort her room out again when her thumb twitched and the best it could, squeezed his fingers against her palm. He looked up to see her eyes barely open as if her eyelids were incredibly heavy which they probably were for her.

"Who's getting sued…?" Her voice was incredibly small and croaked before she coughed realizing she definitely shouldn't have spoken. He panicked slightly moving his hand and getting a glass of water for her saying gently,

"hey hey easy,"

He carefully adjusted her bed position so it slowly lifted her into a slanted sitting position not perfectly upright just so she'd still be resting and comfortable, he carefully helped pull back the breathing mask and held the glass to her lips with psychic encouraging her to take small sips less she start coughing again, refusing to move his hand from where it gently half held hers.

When she'd drank about half he put it down and replaced the mask as she breathed and smiled at him, her hand shifted and squeezed his properly holding it, "if you wanted to hold hands you could've asked, didn't need to burn a building down." She made a soft laugh as she squeezed his hand again, her usual cheery joking self despite what happened.

His mouth opened slightly and shut in surprise both at the fact they were now just squeezing each others hands and that was embarrassing and also the accusation though empty.

"I'll burn this whole goddamn building down,"

He chuntered unhappily before pausing and looking back at May.

"Hold on, no, you do not get to get out of this so easy by joking around, what the hell were you thinking?! You could've died?! Why didn't you teleport yourself out with everybody else!"

Admittedly his tone was a lot harsher than he'd meant it to be as May stared at him in surprise before her eyes looked away from him.

"I'm, sorry, I wasn't really, thinking about saving me, just that I couldn't let everyone else die. And even then you still got hurt," her voice was soft and guilty.

The monochrome one stared at her a bit before looking away he went to open his mouth to speak.

"Wait, where's Matt? Is he okay?! I saw his head bleeding? Did he get help?!" May tried to sit herself up and he gently but firmly pushed her back down.

"Your brother is fine he's in another room getting spoiled by some male nurses, now would you STOP thinking about everybody else and fucking think about yourself in this?! You have horrid burns, you inhaled so much smoke and you got a feverish sickness because your body was so weak and overworked! What if I hadn't found you or realized you weren't outside with us?! There's a very real chance you could've died in that fire! I could've- we. We could have lost you. And you have a lot of people who care about you. So why don't you?"

May gripped the bed sheets uncomfortably as she sat there again avoiding his gaze as his eyes softened and he frowned at her. She shrugged uncomfortably and he could see her struggling for the words and the anxiety prickling inside her. He gently squeezed her hand waiting to give her a fair chance to answer.

"....I just don't find that there's much to care about.." Her voice was riddled with guilt as she struggled, "I know, well just, I know compared to a lot of others that I'm, different." She moved her spare hand vaguely, "and, that, made it hard to connect to people, and as well I'm weak, I mean a mewtwo who can't even use her powers properly for herself, pft. Don't have much going for me overall. I know I'm, loud and optimistic and seem confident and sure but, I don't really like myself. Not really. I don't know. Maybe some horrid self pitying self obsessed part of myself believed I didn't really deserve to be saved like everyone else so that's why I wasn't teleported out too, and I guess maybe that self absorbed part of me went well look at that now we can't do anything because you used up all your strength and you're going to let yourself die because you're so pitiful and weak just to what make a point." She shrugged awkwardly, grabbing at her shoulder, "you got hurt because overall I'm a bad person, too obsessed with myself, I mean I'm a lot luckier than other people. I'm much better off than other people and yet here I am feeling sorry for myself and not liking myself. How selfish is that?" She squeezed her own shoulder to self soothe as the guilt began to creep in. "God I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dumped all that on you, here I am again being the biggest selfish, no, no I'm sorry I'm, spiralling you don't need to hear me insult myself because that just manipulates you into having to pity me and tell me it's fine and it's okay when it's not an-"

He moved the mask using his free hand to put a finger on her lips to stop her spiral rambling as he frowned at her softly.

"I don't think you're selfish, I don't think you're physically capable of being selfish, mostly because of your lack of healthy boundaries, but also because you're a good person and sharing and being kind is part of your nature. You're not a bad person for being unhappy even if you think you should be. You're more complex than just the happy May you always are with people."

He moved his finger but pointed threateningly when she opened her mouth.

"No shut up, I'm still talking. You know how I know that you're a good person even when that voice of doubt tells you you're wrong? Do you remember how we first met?"

May blinked but nodded, opening her mouth before being shushed again.

"Shut."

She smiled playfully, closing her mouth to listen.

"You came right up to me when I was lurking in the background with your drink and two brownies from the food table and you smiled at me and introduced yourself right to me, you said you were absolutely over the moon to meet and be working with me, that you'd seen my other shows upon learning we'd be coworkers and that you thought I was really talented and amazing. I know back then I just stared at you as you offered my one of the brownies you'd taken saying you got me one since I was so far away, you know why I was staring? Because you were the first person I've ever worked with to walk right up to me and introduce themselves with unfaltering kindness and warmth."

He glanced away as he spoke.

"The reason I was so far away is because a lot of the time everyone on set that I'm working with is absolutely terrified of me, which I get, it's the eyes I think. But you didn't seem afraid at all."

He looked back at her.

"You have probably brightened so many peoples' days by existing, and I know that voice probably tells you that you're different or weak or secretly evil or whatever insults and feelings you've internalized, but you bring out so much kindness to everyone no matter what."

May squeezed his hand unsure of how to even respond, mouth opening and closing as she struggled. His other hand came to hold hers squeezing her one hand with both of his.

"When you're better, I think we should look into some therapy for you because if you couldn't teleport out because a part of you believes you didn't deserve to be okay then I am really deeply concerned about that because I never want you in that situation again okay?"

May nodded softly as he squeezed her hands again softly confirming an "okay." He smiled softly at her as he gently put his forehead to her hand that he still held.

"You're a big sweetheart ya know, even if you are a horrid drink stealer" May softly spoke and he chuckled knowing she was deflecting slightly now with humor as she usually did from heavier topics but clearly speaking fondly of him.

"Hmm. Just don't go telling anybody."

"I won't." She squeezed his hands the best she could. "I think you're real great too you know, I'm glad you're in my life you do make it better." And he smiled softly to himself.

#I could've-we. We could've lost you #I'm not letting you die here #My writing #Mewtwosona May #@oogaboogaspookymans ???#@oogaboogaspookyman oc #Tw fire #I gave them loreeeee I gave them back storyyyy oh noo I'm soft they're soft the joke ship thoughts they're getting me AAAHH #I am dragged away into the ocean lmao #??? Is big soft on May. That's HIS little ray of sunshine thank you very much she gave him brownie #Also May honey are u okay (she is not)#May is the kind of character who seems fine happy perky friendly optimistic loud joyful and she absolutely hates herself #Like I mean working in movie biz probably does that to you but also the autism coding and the powerlessness #To some degree yes the self loathing hatred of I don't deserve saving their lives are more important/god you self important self pitying #Self sacrificing proving a point cause you're the WORST horrid voices did contribute to her inability to escape #But also she was heavily prioritising everyone else and drained probably all her PP in teleport #Like everything she does is mentally criticised by herself because actually you're just faking everything. Bitch.#Baby girl that is called the mental illness #??? Like plz get therapy holy shit I'm worried about you #And also 👀🤔🤨 kinda sus #And waiting around at her bedside? Sus lmao #He CARES he has a lot of care in him lmao likes this person a lot #Also deflects with humor a mood #Originally Matt was meant to attempt to get in the room and ??? Was gon slam the door shut and lock it because no he's not sharing May yet #And May was gonna jokingly call him an overprotective husband like aw my hubby has spoken he's so protective lmao while he's like shshshh #Also lmao I love that movie?? Gets the dialogue like font change but not the bold XD it's my way of differentiating only bad boys get bold #Also!! He cares so much I'm screaming #Fungal Spooks Studio

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figurativesin · 2 years

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okay as i said on main i read L Change the World and i have an opinion to say.

L and suruga were like FUCKIN fuckin right. like they fucked NASTY. that definitely Happened. suruga was probably all dirty and greasy from working on the truck and L probably wore the wig and lipstick the whole time and said a bunch of nasty embarrassing stuff ie the "keep going, honey" line he KEPT FUCKING SAYING IN THAT SCENE. HEY AUTHOR YOUR FETISH IS SHOWING. AND I CANT EVEN BE MAD BC LIKE. FEMDOM L WAS WORKING FOR ME

#holeposting #l change the world #death note #is this like a ship do people ship them. is there a community for this. a support group maybe #group therapy for ppl who read L in drag being rudely flirtatious with a masc straight dude and were like 'yeah sure i could get into that'#which is also what L said as soon as he saw suruga apparently

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chaos-coming · 2 years

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My aunt and cousin dont understand why my sister and i are fucked up, bc our parents abused us and did not make decisions based on our wellbeing, only their own. But my aunt was not abused by her parents the way that her brother (our dad) was, so she isnt fucked in the head like our parents are, and so in turn she did not abuse her son (our cousin), and neither of them can comprehend just how badly our parents treated us in comparison to how she raised her family. And it makes it really hard for me to see how my aunt did everything so that my cousin would have good experiences and grow and learn and explore, while our parents did everything to make their own lives easier, and their children were just a nuissance that gave them anxiety and whom they disposed of at the earliest convenience (lock them in the house) or else needed micromanage because they had too much anxiety and no desire to view children as humans instead of housepets who obey orders and produce academic successes they can brag about, and never have needs of their own or want to leave the house. My aunt took my cousin travelling all over the country, we were taken to the house and dropped off like luggage, forbidden to leave or interact with anyone. To say that i'm jealous my cousin had a childhood that didnt come straight out of a shrink's notebook would be a wild underexaggeration. I resent our parents so much for being shit at being parents and my aunt and cousin have zero clue how terrible they were and all they can say is stop being so negative not everything is your parents' fault. Which is super frustrating and invalidating bc its like if YOUR parents had abused you the way my parents did and their parents did, then youd understand just how thoroughly and deeply abusive parents can fuck your life up

#also hes an only child so hes not used to sharing. anything #which becomes really obvious every time we travel together as a family #and also like my aunt will be like stop asking ke every 5 seconds if im ok or mad at you #and the time i accidentally sbapped the handle to her tote bag bc it got stuck in the car door and i didnt realize #then was so so scared to tell her i broke it and apologized profusely for like 5 full minutes #and she was like calm down its not a big deal its a plastic strap #and im like np you dont understand if this was MY mom id get a 20 minute scream-lecture about how i was a bad person for breaking it #and not taking care with her things amd how upsetting it was that the strap was broken and its my fault and now i need to make it up to her #if this had happened when i was a kid i would have been punished and screamed at for at least 30 #min #(not even getting into the fact that my mom is autistic and very very emotionally attached to inanimate objects #and they must be kept in their perfect original condition or she would tell her kids that they are a bad person)#(and also she is so mentally ill and literally made of anxiety that the idea of any permanent alteration to literally anything makes you #a bad person #basically doing anything except being an inanimate object makes you a bad person #and a problem child #and because im therefore a problem child it justifies the abuse #now in all fairness i dragged them to fsmily therapy for a year (well my dad got kicked out halfway for being uncooperative.#there is no salvaging an ego that big and hes an academic to boot. completely intolerable.)#but at least they were forcibly told in session that they were abusive parents and i think they kind of see it #at least reflected in how fucked up their kids are. my sister is literally nonfunctional and so volatie that we #cant be around her for more than a few hours at a time. max.#but my aunt doesnt understand amy of this she thinks its completely unnecessary to do family therapy and that im just trying to blame them #for all my problems. bc she only ever heard their perspectives for 25 years and also never saw how her brother was abused bc she was spared #its like no you dont understand i got shit parents and my upbringing was hell. you did such a wonderful job raising your son tjat #you literally cant comprehend how shitty our childhoods were #you put your son first but our parents put themselves first and if we were miserable nonfunctional and traumatized it wasnt their problem

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