#cause ya boy has PTSD

[succulent-ghoul]

More sad. This time with secondo

Secondo x gender neutral reader. Hurt comfort,, nothing specific mentioned I think. I'm to sad to be sure. no beta to sad.

A quiet drizzle covers the ministry, it's cold perfect weather for everything and yet you still can't get away from that dark cloud hanging over your head. It's one of those days where the sight of another person makes you rocket into your room crying. And Maybe that didn't go unnoticed, cause there's a slow but firm knock on your door. Half of you is screaming to open it, and the other half wants to tear apart whoever is on the other side.

So when your door opens while your still under your sheets and it's one of the grumpiest people in the ministry your maybe a little surprised. Secondo on of the retired papa's visiting a random sibling he doesn't even know. But before you can speak he's sitting on your bed and asking if your alright. You don't speak, you just look down hoping one of you would disappear.

The rain thida against the glass window as you both sit in silence. Secondo waiting and you hiding, from him or from your feelings or maybe the big bad wolf. Who knows you don't and that's what's so scary, not knowing why you feel like this. Not understanding why you took such a turn. and while your lost in thought secondo takes your hand in his and rubs his thumbs over your knuckles as he reassured you that 'everything will be fine, fratello.' and that I don't have to talk but he will listen if I want too.

After that the dam breaks. Feelings flood as you start to cry, slowly secondo pulls you into a hug as you sob. Maybe it's cause it's been years since you've felt like you could cry around someone. Or maybe it's cause you were to tired of holding it in anymore now that someone was willing to listen.

The two of you sit like that for awhile. You crying into his shoulder, him rubbing circles into your back and whispering sweet reassurances, his words a warm respite from the cold and cruel world.

Before you know it your out of tears to cry, and with that you slowly pull away from secondos warmth. But before you vanish back into your own little universe he's kisses the top of your head and tells you that 'hes so very proud' and maybe after you fall back into his arms and drift off to sleep, he'll hold you just a little longer before having one of his ghouls tend to you.

#the band ghost #ghost #ghost bc #ghost band #papa emeritus ii #ow puch ouch ow #secondo x reader #secondo x male reader #secondo x female reader #secondo x gender neutral reader #nameless ghoul #nameless ghouls #ghost bc x reader #ghost bc x male reader #ghost bc x female reader #ghost bc x gender neutral reader #im listening to my sad playlist i just made #a pearl by mitski was def in my head while writing this #cause ya boy has PTSD #and i am stuck with my own pearl

[imashoe69420]

Hello! I'm having a bit of a rough time so I thought I'd send this ask. What would the turtles be like with a S/O that has anxiety, depression and PTSD? How would they help them if their depression is bad enough that on some days they can't get out of bed, forget to eat, etc? Bonus if S/O is plus-sized/kinda chubby and insecure about it.

So since I’m doing all the boys, each mental illness/self-image issue will be separated by turtle. I hope that’s okay!

The reader’s symptoms are also closely aligned with my own as well as outside research. If you feel that something could be more accurate, let me know! :)

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Rise!Bros X Reader Headcannons★彡

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Relationships: Dating

Pronouns: Gender Neutral (They/Them)

Timeline: Post Movie

Warnings ⚠️: Language, Mental Heath Issues, Brief Mention of Medication (Mikey)

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Leo // PTSD

• Leo would be the first the know how to deal with PTSD.

• Well, not necessarily know, but empathize with you because of his time in the prison dimension.

• Both of you had vivid nightmares, so most nights, you two would stay awake together.

• The first time this happened, Leo caught you with your head in the refrigerator picking at some leftovers:

• “Nightmares?” The blue turtle asked, sleep lacing his voice.

• “Nightmares.” You nodded.

• You two finished some leftover spaghetti, then trudged back to Leo’s room, spending the rest of the night under the covers watching TNTL videos.

• This became a normal occurrence, talks eventually getting deeper:

• “It’s just… I feel so stupid sometimes. It happened years ago. Why do I still think about it almost every day?” You sighed as you laid on the blue clad turtle’s plastron.

• Leo shrugged. “I dunno, it’s more annoying than traumatic now.”

• There’s a pause when Leo took your hand in his own.

• “But I don’t think you’re stupid for it.”

• You smiled as he rubbed his hand over your knuckles.

• “Thanks, Lee.”

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Raph // Anxiety

• Being the oldest in the family causes a lot of anxiety, especially in the Hamato household.

• You were also stressed being the oldest sibling as well. One of your siblings was in the hospital, and although it was just for a broken leg, it had you worried.

• Sleeping was a battle. One night, you were in the lair in Raph’s room.

• You slowly watched the clock tick by.

• 11PM… 12PM… 1PM.

• And you were still tossing and turning.

• Eventually, you started to think about your sibling and if it was right for you to be with your boyfriend rather than being in the hospital with them.

• It didn’t take long for the tears to start flowing as you had convinced yourself that you were a bad sibling.

• The snapping turtle eventually noticed your sadness and sleepily asked you what was wrong.

• “I should be with them, not here.” You said tearfully. “What if something happens? What if they dropped the remote to contact the nurse? What if—”

• “(Y/N), (Y/N)… don’t worry so much. They’re gonna be fine.” Raph tried to quell your anxiety.

• “But what if—”

• “Ya’ can’t live a life on ‘what if’s, (Y/N).” He interrupted you, speaking gently. “I know how you feel. You think I’m never worried about these knuckle heads? Ya’ just gotta trust them and the doctors.”

• You pushed your hair back from your face and sighed. “I… I know. It’s just…”

• “I know.”

• Raph scooped you in his arms and held you close. “You don’t have to explain. Just try to rest so you can see them tomorrow.”

• You snuggled up against him, attempting to hold back your tears. “Okay… I’ll try. Thank you. Really.”

• “What’re big siblings for?” He said sarcastically before you both eventually fell asleep.

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Mikey // Depression

• Despite being medicated, there were moments when you would have a depressive episode.

• This consisted of staying at home, ignoring texts to hang out, not showering for days at a time, and overeating while watching a random Netflix Original.

• Mikey respected that you sometimes needed time away, although he was naturally clingy.

• After about three days, he’ll come visit you.

• It’s always a gamble with you. You either let him in graciously, or simply act like he’s not there.

• When you would let him in, he would bring snacks and DVDs of your favorite movies.

• Most of the time, you two would huddle under a blanket and watch those DVDs for hours.

• Other times, he would beckon you to come outside. And when you obliged, you two usually had a good time exploring New York and the Hidden City.

• When you were out of your funk, you were back to being physically affectionate.

• You were always grateful for your little orange weirdo.

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Donnie // Plus Size

• Donnie never quite understood people’s hate for plus sized bodies, nor did he understand your misplaced desire to be skinnier.

• Your insecurities really stood out when you guys would go out or on dates.

• “We’ve been walking for a while. Are you hungry?” Donnie asked you as the two of you walked the streets of New York City.

• “I mean… are you hungry?” You asked bashfully.

• Donnie shrugged. “Not especially.”

• You shook your head. “I’m good, then.”

• It took Donnie a couple of minutes to become curious as to why you only wanted to eat when he was eating.

• “Why didn’t you want to eat?” He asked out of the blue.

• You sighed and shook your head again. “It’s nothing, Dee.”

• “No,” the purple clad turtle stopped walking, “I wanna know.”

• “Well… I dunno, it’s embarrassing.” You thought about how to formulate your words to help him understand. “When people see us eating together, they’ll just think that we’re hungry. But when I’m the only one eating…”

• Your words trailed off, and it took Donnie several seconds to finally understand what you’d meant.

• “That’s nonsense.”

• “Yeah, well, that’s how people will see us: a guy and his fatass girlfriend.”

• To say the turtle was angry at the absurdity of the world’s mentality on plus sized people was an understatement.

• He quickly took hold of your hand and pulled you back to the hotdog stand you’d just passed.

• “Two plain hotdogs, please. And some ketchup on the side.” Donnie told the vendor.

• He had really meant that he wasn’t hungry and only ended up finishing about half of the hotdog, but your comfortability meant more to him.

• After the meal, you started walking again before you took hold of Donnie’s bicep.

• “I really appreciate that, babe. I mean it.” You rested your head on his shoulder.

• The turtle leaned his head so it was on top of yours. “Anything for you.”

#rottmnt #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt fluff #rottmnt raph #rottmnt reader insert #rise leo #rottmnt leo x reader #rise donnie #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt x reader #rise tmnt x reader

[aceofwhump]

Have you made a list or notes on whumpy Hallmark and if so where?🥺

You know what, I haven't yet! Let me do that for ya now. And if anyone wants to add their favs please do so!

A Gift To Remember: Darcy (Ali Liebert) hits Aiden (Peter Porte) while riding her bike and he gets knocked out and loses his memory. It’s pretty good.

Love on the Sidelines : Laurel (Emily Kinney) is a struggling fashion designer who finds herself with a job as a personal assistant for Danny (John Reardon), a quarterback sidelined with an broken ankle. Danny is on crutches for most of the movie and is recovery from his injury.

Spirit of Christmas: A young lawyer (Jen Lilley) finds romance with a spirit (Thomas Beaudoin) that takes the form of a human 12 days before Christmas. He was murdered and there are flashbacks to him being attacked and killed.

Christmas Homecoming: Stars Michael Shanks (Daniel Jackson from SG1!!) as an Army Captain recovering from an injury in battle. He's got a broken leg and suffers from survivors guilt and ptsd.

Hailey Dean Mysteries: Deadly Estate for some good poisoning whump of a medical examiner. You want unconscious? medically induced coma? respirator? bedside vigils? worry? waking up with a twitching hand? walking down the hospital floor holding onto their iv pole? Then this is the movie for you!

Love Blossoms: one small part when the main guy, Declan, gets sick with a cold during the movie. It’s kind of cute but the rest of the movie's got nothing.

Second Chances: "A badly injured leg forces fireman Jeff, who lost his father in a fire as a young boy, to rent a ground floor room during his recovery. Thus he moves in with Jenny, a 911 emergency call center operator, and her two young children, Luke and Elsie, who soon dote on him as an ideal substitute father and try matching him with their mother."

My Gal Sunday: Henry (Cameron Mattheson) gets shot in the beginning of the movie.

Signed Sealed Delivered Lost Without You: Oliver goes on a hike with his father. His dad trips and gets a seemingly innocuous injury on his leg but the two of them get lost in the woods and the injury turns out to be life threatening.

A Godwink Christmas Miracle of Love: Eric (Alberto Frezza) is run over by a plow near the end of the film. There's lots of surgery, worry, hospital stuff.

Retreat to Paradise: "Jordan is recovering from a shoulder injury and his grumpiness tempts Ellie, his carer, to leave him to his misery. But will romance finally blossom?"

The Christmas Waltz: Roman (Will Kemp) hits his head due to slipping on an icy sidewalk and has to go to hospital

Taking a Shot at Love: "Sparks fly between a ballet instructor and a professional hockey player as she tries to help him recover from the same injury that sidelined her dancing career." It's not got a lot of whump but it is about a hockey player in rehab.

Martha's Vineyard Mysteries series: The whole series. Jesse Metcalfe's character Jeff was shot on a previous case and the bullet is still in lodged in his back and it causes him pain a lot AND he continually has nightmares about the incident. It's great.

Mystery 101: Killer Timing: Travis (Kristopher Polaha) gets blown up and even though the aftermath doesn't last long its still wonderful. He gets knocked out, there's an ambulance and hospital scene (kinda), worried family members.

Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Sweater: Maggie O'Donnell (Ashley Williams) accidentally breaks Lucas Cavelli (Niall Matter)'s arm while carrying a Christmas Tree and offers him a room to stay in when he can't find a hotel room cause she feels guilty.

A Timeless Christmas: Charles Whitley (Ryan Paevey) passes out in 1903 and wakes up in 2020.

Aurora Teagarden A Bundle of Trouble: Martin Bartell (Yannick Bisson) gets shot in the shoulder

Christmas on the Range: Clint McCree (Nicholas Gonzalez) is attacked and beaten up pretty badly.

Mix Up in the Mediterranean: Josh (Jeremy Jordan)'s twin brother Julian gets hurt and can’t do a cooking competition so Josh takes over.

The Christmas Cure: Mitch (Steve Byers) falls off ladder and gets a concussion

Love's Christmas Journey: Sheriff Aaron Davis (Greg Vaughan) gets shot in the leg while chasing a robber. His injury is bad and gets infected. He gets a fever and is rescued by an old man who cares for him. The wound needs cauterizing and he suffers fever, chills, and more.

Hearts in the Game: Diego Vasquez (Marco Grazinni) is a hot shot baseball pitcher who has a panic attack during a game which costs the team the game. Turns out it was triggered by the anniversary of his moms death and he has another panic attack later in the movie as well.

Fourth Down in Love is about an athlete who is sidelined by an injury. Broken ribs I think? 

Rip in Time: Another fun time travel movie. Rip (Niall Mater) gets knocked out at least once. 

Three Wise Men and a Baby: Paul Campbell's character has social anxiety and has a sort of panic attack in the park at the beginning of the movie.

Jolly Good Christmas: Will Kemp's character falls into a frozen river and he comes out shaking and shivering and she gets him a blanket and tea and he needs a hot shower. 

That's all I've got for right now. The bolded ones have the best whump in my opinion so definitely check those out first :) Love's Christmas Journey and the Martha's Vineyard Mysteries are A+ whump hallmark movies. Do those first ;)

#hallmark #whump #whumpy hallmark movies #mod replies #ask #whump list

[enchantingqueenkitten]

All the Fire Bright

Will Miller x Reader

He had been sitting with his group of friends, huddled to the side of the bar, talking. It had been a while since he had seen these boys and they decided to take a week long vacation. Like brothers bonding, reconnecting and simply enjoying their life outside of service. When he caught sight of her, in her simple but classy black dress and strappy sandals, he knew he had to talk to her. She sat a couple of tables down from him and his group. He could still see her in his view. She hadn’t noticed his staring. His brother on the other hand, had. 

“See something you like, brother?” Benny nudged Will in the ribs knowingly. It had been a while since Ben had seen his brother interested in anything other than his routine - which consisted of: eat, train, give a motivation talk at the army training academy, sleep and doing it all over again. This vacation was definitely something Will needed. Benny hadn’t pushed his brother on the romance front with the ladies. He knew that his past relationship, with his fiancé, Tara, had not turned out too well. Will’s PTSD had reared its ugly head and caused serious trouble. Almost killing a man in Publix of all places because he didn’t move his cart when Will had asked him to. That was a day that Will never forgets and he makes a point of explaining the detrimental effects of war and serving your country in lectures that he is asked to give at the training academy. 

“Go and talk to her man.” Benny whispered. 

She still hadn’t noticed him and Will was out of practise. He didn’t usually do this sort of thing. He hadn’t done it in a long time. Will ignored Benny’s remarks and continued to tune into the conversation around him but his eyes kept finding the beauty sitting across the room. She was laughing at something the blonde with her had said. 

“Yo, Will, you okay man?” Pope had caught on now. Great. 

“Yeah, I’m good.” Will averted his eyes and took a swing of his beer. 

“Nah man,” Benny started, “Will has his eyes on the pretty brunette over there.” 

Slowly, all the men at the table turned and look at the brunette Benny was talking about. 

“Damn.” Frankie muttered taking a swing of his own beer. 

“Will, if you don’t go over there right now, you’re going to regret it.” Poke pushed on. 

“Told ya.” Benny winked at him. 

Thing was, the brunette’s blonde friend had caught onto the attention they were receiving. 

“Don’t look now but that table to our right, the one with all the guys, they were looking right at us. The blue eyed god has got his eyes right on you.” She giggled. 

The brunette didn’t say anything but simply rolled her eyes. She was going home in a couple of days and the last thing she wanted to do was to get involved with some guy in a foreign country. She didn’t need that kind of drama in her life right now. 

“Guys, just drop it okay.” Will popped a stick of gum in his mouth.

“Look Will, if you don’t go over there then I will.” Frankie stated. Will wanted to cut him with his eyes. No way was he going to let Frankie go there. Who knows what he’d say. 

“Look brother, I can go and get her number for you,” Will shrugged off Benny’s offer. If anything, he knew she’d go for his brother more than him anyways. Benny had that charm with women. He could sweet talk his way in and out of most things. Sure, they liked Will because he looked good and Will knew that but it was his brother that got a woman to leave a bar with him. Will didn’t try. He usually turned down most of the offers due to his last relationship. However, something had shifted in the air as soon as he saw her. Like the possibility of trying with someone again was there. Like he wasn’t as fucked up as he thought he was. Maybe, someone could love him for all his flaws and open wounds. 

“Alright, fuck it. I’m going.” Will stood up from his chair as the boys around him cheered. 

“You got this Will!” Benny shouted which earned him an irritated look from Will. He didn’t want to scare her off. 

The blonde noticed Will approaching. At first, she thought he was there for her but soon realised otherwise when he stopped and looked at her friend, who had just turned and noticed his presence. 

“Can we help you with something?” The blonde interrupted. 

“Um… Hi, sorry… I’m Will.” Will was not good at this. He could feel the eyes of his friends boring into the back of his head. Benny would have been so much better at this. 

“Okay.” The brunette nodded still holding his gaze. Confident. She wasn’t fazed. 

“I was wondering if I could buy you a drink.” Aria looked down at her half full glass. 

“Already got one thanks.”

Her blonde friend kicked her under the table. 

“Maybe the next one is on me.” Will smiled. 

��Yeah sure. She’ll have the next one.” The blonde answered for her, “I’m just going to the bathroom, you should sit. I’ll be right back.” The brunette’s friend got up and left the table, not before giving her friend a cheeky wink. 

Will took this opportunity and sat down. Right where the blonde was sitting, across from her friend. 

“What do you want?”

“Nothing.” Will didn’t really know what he wanted. All he knew he had to come and speak to the girl he couldn’t stop looking at for the last half an hour. 

“So why are you here?” 

“I am here on vacation with some of my friends.” 

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. 

“I mean here. At my table.”

“You want me to be honest?”

She nodded. 

“I couldn’t take my eyes off you as soon as I saw you. I knew I had to come over and speak to you. That’s it.” Will’s blue eyes sparkled under the light. 

The brunette wasn’t buying it. It wasn’t the first time that she had been picked up by a guy at a bar. She knew what flirting looked like. What desperate men did in a bid to get a woman to go home with them. She wasn’t in the mood to be toyed with especially not tonight when all she wanted to do was enjoy a quite evening with her friend. 

“I don’t buy it.” 

“You don’t have to. I am telling the truth though.” She eyed him wearily. He didn’t seem the usual bar types. He was tall, looked strong and was athletically built. Short blonde hair with a trimmed beard. He was attractive. She knew that much was true. 

“So what do you do?” she might as well have some fun while she waited for her friend to return, if she ever would. 

“I am a Captain in the special forces unit for the army. I should say I’m retired. I give training and lectures at the academy.” Will took a swing of his beer. 

She didn’t say anything. Processing. It made sense though that’s why he has such a strong looking physique. One she needed to stop thinking about immediately. 

“How’s that been going for you?” Will was surprised. No one had asked him that. Not in a long while. Sure his friends cared. They asked how he was. No one had asked how he was doing. 

“It hasn’t been so bad. What do you do?” He wanted to get the attention off of him. Will was never comfortable talking too much about himself which was why he was considered to be the quiet one of his group of friends. 

“I am a doctor. In my residency year.” She smiled. It was the first time she had smiled broadly and Will knew there and then that what she did meant a lot to her. So he slowly began to ask more questions about her profession and the smile got bigger and her eyes shone brightly and he could sworn he was falling in love there and then. She spoke so fondly of her work. How helping others was important to her. How her job meant everything to her which was why she was here helping out. 

“I am heading back home in a few days.” She explained. This made Will’s stomach drop. He wouldn’t see her again. Not after tonight. So he tried to formulate a plan to get her number or some form of contact. He needed to see her again. 

“I like talking to you.” He simply stated. She just smiled. 

By the end of the evening, Will had left with her number saved under the name Aria in his phone. His friends had left half an hour ago and Will walked both Aria and her friend Sam back to the apartment they were living at. Aria was surprised. She expected Will to ask to come in. Ween his way. Make an inappropriate sexual comment or flirt seamlessly but he hadn’t. He was sincere. Good conversationalist and asked for her number. She had given it. Still not sure of where it would lead or even if it would. 

Will returned back to where his buddies had rented a villa together. 

“So, tell us.” Frankie asked as soon as he stepped into the kitchen. The boys were sitting with their night caps in hand. 

Will smiled cheekily. 

“I got her number.” The boys cheered loudly and patted Will on the back as they gave him his drink. They knew it took a lot for Will to even consider asking someone out given what he had been through. He was trying.

The boys were proud of him. 

#will miller #will miller x reader #will ironhead miller #ben miller #william miller #santiago pope garcia #frankie morales #triple frontier #original character #x reader #my work #my fic #triple frontier fanfic #triple frontier fic #triple frontier fluff #triple frontier x you #triple frontier x reader #reader insert #will miller imagine #will miller fanfic

[ahmedmootaz]

(Spoilers for the main games of Project Moon)

(Trigger warnings for mentions of death, suicide, self-harm, and other serious mental issues)

For being such a deathseeker, you ever think Ayin uses K Corp serum, TT2 Protocol, and the body replacement insurance technology to get right up close and personal dancing with death without actually dying? Hanging yourself, cutting or stabbing yourself, shooting yourself, overdosing, drowning and other forms of death become non-permanent from those two technologies alone. Sadly, a lot of self-harm comes from a place of using physical pain as an emotional relief and Ayin has tons of emotional baggage equating to tons of physical pain seeking behaviors as a horrible coping mechanism.

Since he's a wing CEO he has the wealth and influence to gain access to them with no problem, maybe even new and upcoming revival technology such as Dante's own singularity, so he can just kill himself and come back to work the next day. Even if there was a general Head taboo against resurrection, I'm sure Ayin can either use his power/wealth/position as a wing CEO to bend the rules like how Dante's powers exploit a loophole. That plus I doubt the Head would be happy to hear their main enery provider collapsing because it became leaderless.

The Head will be disapproving but ultimately permissive of it so long as he pays tax or stays away from outright breaking the rule or offering it to other people. Meanwhile other CEOs will either be wholly disapproving, worried at how Ayin's death could dissolve his company and throw the Wings into another Smoke War or completely supportive and cheering wildly when he kills himself multiple times as they race to either usrup his company or steal Enkephalin and other company resources for easy pickings. Other people who know like Dias are probably concerned and/or confused and probably think Ayin is a masochistic lunatic.

Meanwhile Ayin if allowed to self-harm or kill himself multiple times, starts considering it as a stress relief hobby alongside drinking and just considers it a little quirk or unimportant vice of his. Just like how Alfonso is so eager to collect snuff films of even her own citizens dying for some reason.

Dear Anonymous,

Come on, did you really think I'd see such as ask and go "actually, no, I'm sure Ayin is a responsible man who searches for various self-help methods"? It's Ayin we're talking about, of course I think that he danced with death very, very closely.

In fact...I'm inclined to agree with you here; I'm sure Ayin, reclusive, alone, and suffering from severe PTSD and guilt, likely found solace in...experimenting on how much pain he could inflict on himself, a way to self-flagellate to the extreme, and it's actually what I wanted to hint at when I included his scene with Roland in Chapter 11; Ayin's time likely did a lot of things to him, but most notable among them was that it allowed him to indulge in harming himself to the most extreme lengths, and yet I don't think he'd have actually fully committed and died; the risks associated with that were too grave, and he likely didn't want to find solace in death. He wanted to remain alive and carry the marks of the things he did to himself, so I assume he wouldn't use fully refined K-Corp technology, either; just enough to heal everything he caused to himself, but not enough to remove scarring. A sort of permanent reminder of what he did to himself, which in turn is a reminder of the guilt and repressed emotions he carried within him.

"Oh boy, I can't wait to see Ayin resolve his emotional trauma healthily and without resorting to grievously harming himself!" is not a phrase any Ayin fan has ever used in their life...as evidenced by the piles of Ayin death and torture asks I keep receiving, keheh.

Thank you for the ask, Anon! Until next time, be well, take care, and see ya'!

#lobotomy corporation #library of ruina #my writing #ask #ayin #self-harm

[roseofsherwood]

Noticing Trauma Prompt: “You Were Crying in Your Sleep”

CW: violence, trauma, ptsd

“Hey Crutchie...” Jack shook his friend’s trembling body awake. “Crutchie,” he whispered with more intensity.

Startled out of his sleep, Crutchie sat straight up, hitting his head on the bunk above him. His hand went right to the top of his head before realizing that tears were dripping down his cheeks and Jack was crouched on the floor beside his bunk. Crutchie drew his sleeve across his face, before responding, “Hey Cowboy, what’s wrong?”

“I was comin’ over to ask you the same thing...”

“Oh, nothin’s wrong with me!” He fibbed, cheerfully.

“Crutchie, c’mon. You was crying in your sleep again. It’s been a long time since ya did that, what happened?”

Crutchie went silent, turning away from his friend and fiddling with his single, threadbare blanket.

“Hey...” Jack said softly. “Wanna go out to the fire escape?”

Crutchie didn’t look up, but simply nodded, prompting Jack to climb to his feet and pull a crutch out from under the bunk. Handing over the crutch, both boys slowly made their way to the window, careful to avoid the particularly squeaky boards in the crowded boarding house. The window was already open, mixing stale summer air with the smell of sweaty teenage boys. Jack climbed out of the window first, reaching back inside for his friend’s crutch, then offering him a hand. Once they had both clambered onto the fire escape, both boys stood in silence for a few moments. The only sound they could hear was Specs’ snoring mixed with distant shouting in the dark below them.

“Wanna tell me what that was?” Jack eventually asked. His voice was gentle, but unrelenting.

Crutchie glanced at the window behind him, then back down to the city streets. “I had that nightmare again” he practically whispered.

“It’s been months. Did something happen?”

Crutchie shifted slightly, letting his weight rest on the metal railing in front of them and Jack caught a glimpse of tears once again slipping down his friend’s face. Even in the low light, the tears caught a little bit of light from a window across the alley.

“It was just...the Delanceys...”

Jack’s heart quickened.

“Calm down,” Crutchie said, “It wasn’t a big deal.”

“And that’s why you were having nightmares about the Refuge, huh?” Jack blurted it out before he even thought about what he was saying. He grimaced. “Sorry, Crutchie.” “No, you’re right. I let ‘em get to me.”

—

It was dusk, the time of day all the newsboys started their way back to the lodging house. The boys would always walk past Crutchie, greeting his smiling face with a quick hello. Some would walk with him for a bit to talk about their day, and some walked quickly past the cheerful newsie. But something every newsie knew was that Crutchie always had a kind word when you needed one. On this particular day, Racetrack had a particularly rough day at the track and as he walked toward home for the night, he slowed his pace to walk alongside Crutchie and vent about his day.

“Well you know what Jack always says,” Crutchie replied with a smile, “ya can’t let it get you down!”

“I hate when he says that” mumbled Racetrack as he rolled a cigar between his fingers absentmindedly.

“You’ll get ‘em tomorrow, Race.” Crutchie said in a softer tone, patting his friend’s shoulder. Race shrugged in response.

Suddenly the boys heard shouting, & running up behind them came JoJo and Mush. “Hey c’mon, Jo!” Mush shouted, pushing his way between Racetrack & Crutchie. “Hey! Watch it, why dontcha?” Race yelled, shoving Mush away.

“What’s the matter, fellas?” Crutchie asked.

“Mush agreed that whoever sold less papes taday has to try and swipe a drink at Jacobi’s without getting caught.” Jojo stopped with Crutchie & Race between him & Mush, panting a little. “But now he’s backin’ out, cause he’s afraid - like a little girl!”

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

Both boys jumped at each other, quite literally putting Race and Crutchie in the middle of their fight.

“Hey, knock it off, ya loosa’s.” Race put his arms out to separate the boys. “Nobody’s backin’ outta no deal, right Mush?”

“But no one is stealing from Jacobi’s, right Race?” Crutchie inserted.

“Yeah, sure Crutchie” Race mumbled, clearly meaning every word. Crutchie sighed.

“Okay, well I gotta new idea, Jo,” Mush started slowly. “If I gotta swipe somethin’...you’s gotta catch me first!” Then he took off down the street, Jojo following not far behind.

“Race, go make sure they don’t beat each other black and blue, please?” Crutchie asked in the tone that one would usually hear from their exhausted mother.

Race sighed, “Crutch-” but simply groaned when he looked into Crutchie’s eyes and saw he truly meant it. “Fine...butcha owe me!” he laughed as he took off down the street, then disappeared down an ally. Crutchie smiled to himself as he hobbled down the familiar stone streets he walked everyday.

“Hey Crutchie!” yelled Skittery as he ran past, presumably on his way to find some dinner. Crutchie waved.

The streets were getting dark now. Lamps were being lit, people were going inside their homes, and the friendly voices and faces of his friends were becoming fewer and farther between. But this was normal. Crutchie was only a few more blocks from the boarding house when all of a sudden he felt his crutch slip out from under him and he fell roughly onto the cobblestone street. His chin cracked down hard on the stone.

“Well, well, well...” mocked a familiar voice from above. “If it ain’t Jack Kelly’s favorite little crip.”

Crutchie flipped onto his back as soon as possible to face his attackers. Morris and Oscar Delancy stood jeering above him. Morris tossing the stolen crutch back and forth in his hands carelessly.

Crutchie began to instinctively slide backwards on the ground, but Oscar grabbed a hold of his good leg, scraping him across the stones back toward the terrifying pair of brothers.

“You in a hurry, crutch?” Morris quipped like they were old friends. Oscar leaned over Crutchie, grabbing hold of his shirt collar and lifting the small boy to his feet.

“Where’s Jack, huh? He’s not protectin’ you taday?”

“I- I don’t need Jack to protect me.” Crutchie managed to squeak out. “Oh-ho! The crutch is gettin’ brave, Morris!” Oscar let go of Crutchie’s collar, letting him fall to the ground in a small heap. Crutchie groaned as pain shot through every part of his body.

“Why doncha tell us where Jack is, huh? We just wanna chat wit’ him.” Morris practically hissed.

“I dunno where he is,” Crutchie stammered. Morris wasn’t satisfied with this answer however and began to beat down on Crutchie with his own crutch. In a break from the blows, Oscar stepped over top of Crutchie and leaned close to his face. The smell of tobacco & sweat on Oscar’s body mixed with the pain in his stomach made him choke back vomit. “Where’s Jack, gimp?” he spat, grabbing hold of Crutchie’s collar once again, lifting his head off the ground. “Synder just has a gift for ‘im.”

“You know I won’t tell you.”

Oscar dropped his grip on Crutchie’s shirt, and his head snapped back onto the pavement, causing the boy to shout out in pain and clutch both hands to his head. Tears stung at his eyes and black spots formed in his vision.

“Well maybe, Synder can just ask you ‘imself...Whatyda say ta that, huh?” Morris sneered, clearly enjoying himself. “Wanna come spend the night in the Refuge?”

“No, no, please” Crutchie whimpered, barely audible.

“Grab ‘im, Morris.” The older boy demanded. Morris hurled the crutch he held into a pile of trash before grabbing hold of one of Crutchie’s arms. Oscar grabbed the other, and they began to drag him down the street toward the dreaded refuge.

—

A cough sounded off in the bunk room behind the boys, snapping Crutchie back to the current moment.

“You was thinking about the first time again, weren't you?” Jack asked quietly. Crutchie stood frozen, eyes clouded over. “Crutchie?” Jack set his hand on his friend’s shoulder and Crutchie jumped back.

“Hey, hey, I’m sorry. It’s just me.” Jack said quickly, drawing back his hand as if he was surrendering. “It’s just me.”

“Sorry Jack. I guess I’m just outta sorts.” Crutchie paused before saying softly, “I just thought I heard ‘em come up behind me tonight...but there was no one there, Jack. I feel so stupid, I panicked for nothin’. And I try to stay positive for the boys, but it just got ta me taday...” After a few moments, he shook his head and forced a smile. “But ya can’t let it getcha down, right Jack?”

“Hey. That doesn’t mean you ignore this, Crutchie. It just means you know that you can get past it...eventually.”

Crutchie looked Jack in the eyes for the first time that night and smiled, it was tinted with sadness and hurt, but it was a real smile. Jack returned the smile before he became serious again.

“I’m sorry I didn’t have your back that day.”

“Hey, hey! Don’t be!” Crutchie protested. “I’m okay. I got outta there, thanks ta you.” “Yeah...” Now it was Jack’s turn to stare out into the dirty streets below them. But he quickly turned his eyes to the sparkling stars above.

“You really think the stars are bigger in Santa Fe?” Crutchie asked after a moment, leaning forward onto the railing, mirroring Jack.

“I know they are.” He replied without hesitation. “I just gotta get outta New York.” “Hey! Maybe I’ll get you outta New York like you got me outta the Refuge!” laughed Crutchie. Jack grinned.

“Don’t worry, Jack. You’ll get there...eventually.” Crutchie smiled and Jack tossed his arm around his friend’s shoulder. Then they stood in silence, leaning on each other, and watched the stars fade into morning light.

#newsies #writing #Jack Kelly #crutchie #oscar delancey #morris delancey #newsies fanfic #racetrack higgins

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Twisted Wonderland mento illness headcanons please kind sir 🙏

I way I left ibis paint so fast- YES. I’m gonna run down my personal hcs for what mental illness I think twst characters have and a bit of a reasoning why! (Also some autism hc because autism cause why not and also just so you know and as a comment pointed out neurodivergent conditions aren’t mental illness)

Warnings: Talk of Mental illness, eating disorders

I must note now at the beginning that I am just a 16 year old don’t come to me for any actual mental illness diagnosis or advice I am not a licensed therapist nor do I claim to be one. I just have a strong interest for psychology and took a few high school courses on psychology.

If you or a loved on have any suspicions they might have a mental illness (if you are able) I would recommend going to a licensed psychiatrist

Now with that warning out the way let’s get into it‼️

I feel like Riddle has BPD (borderline personality disorder) and PTSD. I don’t have a strong reason for why I think he has BPD he just has the vibes ya know? PTSD because of his mother. A lot of people don��t talk about it but you can get PTSD from abusive parents (if you try to say Riddles mom wasn’t abusive I’m gonna reach through the screen and beat the shit out of you).

Cater has HPD (Historic personality disorder), he’s very attention seeking online and I feel like he can be really dramatic then get over it really fast like nothing happened (me fr). He was that kid that was scared all his friends thought he was annoying and would do anything they asked. Also he’s hypersexual cause I said so

Ace has ADHD and Deuce has Autism. Epic rap battles of history ADHD vs Autism.

Leona has depression, it’s pretty clear from his characterization that he has depression. With his lack of motivation and over sleeping being some of them

Ruggie definitely has an eating disorder. No one talks about his eating habits like they do Azuls but I feel like he has binge eating disorder because of his troubled past with food. Like when he has food he will eat himself til he throws up if no one stops him because of an internalized fear of there not always being food to eat so he’ll eat as much as he can. (This might just be me self projecting ngl because me and Ruggie have a similar past)

Jack just has autism. Notably he hates wool textures and would have crying fits of his mom tried to make him wear them

Azul already has an eating disorder it’s clear from his relationship with eating and the fact he was bullied for his weight. I’m not sure what kind he would fall under but he definitely has one. I also hc him to have Autism

Jade also has Autism but he has low empathy also.

Floyd has cluster B personality disorder written all over him Idc what you say. I think he has BPD personally but that also might be self projection again. He has ADHD and like his brother also has low empathy as well

I hc that Jamil has NPD (Narcissistic Personality Disorders) but just keeps all of his personal thoughts to himself so no one else knows.

I feel like Vil also NPD funny enough because it makes a lot of sense with his character. He checks most of the boxes anyways

Rook is smt else. I can’t understand him

Epel has anger issues but he’s actively getting help.

Idia has social anxiety that’s pretty clear also Autism because I can definitely see him going on super long rants to Azul about his favorite anime at the time. I believe I mentioned it before but I think he takes Anixety medication for his social anxiety

Malleus has BPD also because imma be honest with you Overbloting because your best friend and dad are leaving you because your scared of the time you have left with them so you put everyone in a dream is a very BPD thing to do. Also Autism because this man will take any chance he can to talk about Gargoyles and I love that for him. You go dragon boy

Author closing note: If you have any questions about my hcs then please be respectful in the comments and remember that no mental illness makes a person a bad person. Bad people are bad because they do bad things it’s not because they have a certain mental disorder. Also if a character wasn’t in here it’s because I have no hc for them or just don’t care about them enough to give them one. Last point a lot of these hcs are self projection, okay byyyeeee

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #cater diamond #ace trappola #deuce spade #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #azul ashengrotto #floyd leech #jade leech #jamil viper #idia shroud #malleus draconia #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #diasomnia #twst hcs #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #epel felmier

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✬Evie Story Teaser✬

Word Count: 2109

cw/tw: night terrors, flashbacks, light talks/mention of multiple types of ab*se (physical and sexual), ptsd episode, mentions sh, has swearing

a/n: anything intalics is spoken in English.

March 20, 2021

Evie wakes up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and she bolts up in bed and lets out the loudest scream she’s ever made in her life and starts to hyperventilate. Her corgi, Aurora, comes jumping onto her bed and lays on her lap to try and get her to calm down but Evie is having vivid flashbacks and doesn’t even notice the dog. She starts crying and hugs her knees tightly to her chest, causing the dog to instead lay next to her staring at her owner helplessly, as she starts to tremble. There’s some knocking on her door from one of the boys but she doesn’t notice.

Evie just woke up from a memory like dream and it reminds her why she hasn’t been sleeping much since what happened right before her hiatus. Aurora starts to lick the back of Evie’s hands as she cries into her knees. She’s remembering all the times she’s been beaten down, both in a literal and verbal sense, and just used and hurt. Evie starts to dig her nails into her skin and rock as her mind continues racing and is flooded with all of the bad she’s been trying to run from all these years. She is more specifically remembering why she went on this hiatus to begin with. 

A few weeks before this Evie had been sexually harassed by a man who claimed to really love her and her group. He groped her lightly and tried to do more but she slapped him across the face as hard as she could. She then shoved him and screamed at him calling him an awful person and running to one of her staff members, who had left her only for a few moments. When the staff asked her why she looked so scared and stressed Evie just calmly told them she wanted to go back home and they then quickly finished what they needed to do and then escorted her back to her dorm room. She has yet to tell anyone about what happened because at the time she didn’t think it was that big of a deal, but clearly it was if it caused her to get like this. She shakes her head crying.

The knocking is more insistent and she could hear a voice from behind the door. Concerned, gentle, urgent, tone saying something she can’t quite make out as she continues to rock and claw at her skin until she bled. She knows she has to talk about this with her therapist sooner now than she originally planned to and she’s not looking forward to it. Evie can hear someone at her door finally breaking from her spell in her mind.

“Evs? Evs, ya ok?” the voice calls from the door again.

Evie speaks barely above a whisper saying, “It’s open…” 

The door opens fast and Chan comes running to the side of Evie’s and sitting down swiftly grabbing onto Evie’s hands to make her stop digging at her own skin. He glances around the room for anything to clean up the blood but he can’t find anything so he looks at Evie with gentle concern.

“Ah, Evs, what happened? What’s got you all worked up like this Bug?” Chan asks. “Would you like me to help you clean that?”

“I��” Evie stops and just nods, tears falling still. 

Chan gets up and quickly grabs a med kit from Evie’s closet, they decide to keep it there after Chan found out that Evie tends to hurt herself both intentionally and by accident. He starts to clean up the scratches, which were much deeper than he’d thought they would be. Evie was clearly getting lost in her thoughts again so Chan gently rubbed his thumb against her cheek.

“Bug, what happened? Why did you scream?” Chan asks in his quiet gentle older brother tone that always melts Evie’s heart, it always reminds her of Hudson when he gets like this.

“Huds…” was all she could say.

“No Evelyn. It’s Chris not Hudson.” 

“Huds…!?” She then just burst into tears and Chan pulled her into a gentle hug before grabbing his phone and calling Hudson.

“Chris? Why are you calling me at this ungodly hour? Is my sister okay?!” Hudson can be heard speaking extremely fast and concerned.

“Physically? I guess. Mentally? No. She kept saying your name so I decided to video call you.” Chan replies as he props his phone up so Hudson could see his sister and vice versa if she wanted to.

The room falls silent as Evie just sits there staring blankly at Chan’s phone. Hudson tried getting her attention but it didn’t work, Evie was officially lost in her own mind again. Hudson started to pace his room as he watched Chan comfort his sister the best he could. Chan started to sing one of Evie’s favorite songs and she immediately snapped out of it, staring at Chan in awe. She wanted to join him in singing but she couldn’t bring her heart to do it so she just listened to him gently singing to her.

“You remembered…” She whispers as he finishes.

“Of course I did. How could I forget?” he says smiling at her kissing her head very softly. “Are you ready to talk now, Bug?”

Evie reluctantly nods. “I had a very vivid bad dream… It was like part memory, part nightmare…”

Chan sits next to Evie gently and helps Luna, Evie’s other dog onto the bed before speaking in a loving tone. “Would you want to talk about it?”

Evie takes a shaky breath before speaking again. “Exactly two weeks again I had some creepy man…” She trails off for a moment. “Grope me… In the dream things went… farther… I don’t want to…”

“You don’t have to.” Chan cuts her off noticing how uncomfortable she is with this topic. “Did the staff see it happen?”

“No… I smacked him and ran to the staff before it could get worse…” Evie said in a defeated tone. “I’m sorry for not telling you”

“It’s okay, I would never be mad at you for not telling me something right away that traumatized you.”

“But that’s the thing. I didn’t tell you guys because I thought it wasn’t that big of a deal. Like I didn’t think it was bothering me until tonight… If I’m honest though it’s part of the reason I asked for the hiatus…”

“I hope that cunt fucking rots.” Hudson interrupts.

“I think we all do Huddy.” Evie says with a smile when she notices Chan called her brother.

“Thank you for picking up Huddy but I’ll call you in the morning. You have the twins to tend to. I love you.”

“I love you too Evs, call me when you wake up again if you decide to sleep or call me when you plan to make those brownies.” Hudson says before hanging up.

“Did I wake you?” Evie asks anxiously.

“No, I wasn’t asleep yet, I think you woke up Minho though.” Chan responds, causing Evie to frown.

“Another thing happened too… If you want to hear…” Evie starts to trail off and starts to space as she talks.

“Are you ready to talk about it?”

Evie shakes her head no but starts to talk anyway. “During my trainee days when I lived with that one roommate, someone broke in and… hurt me…”

“Hurt you…?” Chan asks gently “Where?”

She shrugged before putting his hand on her cheek and he gently kissed her on her cheek.

“You didn’t deserve that Bug.”

“It gets worse…”

Chan just pulls her into a hug silencing the broken younger idol. Evie allows herself to crumble into him and she starts to gently hit her head off his chest, a common occurrence between the two. He gently puts his hand on the back of her head and pulls her closer to him. Chan can’t help but to feel angry and pained over the fact that Evie had to go through something like this not once but twice. He knows what she means by it gets worse, he doesn’t want her talking about it when she clearly isn’t ready yet. The hiatus and extra therapy is making a lot more sense to him now. 

“We don’t need to talk about it Evs, do you want me to call the boys for a movie?” Chan asks when he notices she’s starting to shake.

“No they are sleepin.”

“Then do you want to watch a movie with me?”

“No, you need to sleep.” she said kind of coldly.

“You know I won’t be able to sleep because I’m worried about you.”

“Exactly why I should just never talk about my issues again.” Evie is clearly frustrated with herself.

“Bug, I’m not upset with you.”

“Is Minho awake…?” Evie asks after a few minutes of silence.

“I can go check if you’d like, if he’s not do you want anyone else?” 

“Lix or my baby?” she says with a shrug before she lays in the fetal position on her bed.

Chan nods before checking to see who is awake. While Chan is gone Evie takes that time to cuddle close to her dogs and tell them about what happened at the apartment to get it off her chest without having to tell the boys yet.

“He thought I was alone so he tried to…” Before she could finish her thought she heard footsteps and curled tighter into a ball. 

The footsteps go away and she continues “He tried to make me… ya know…” then she gestures to her mouth. Her dogs look at her confused.

“Make me ya know. Slob on the knob I guess.” she says before chuckling at her own way of describing it. “I know you guys don’t know what I’m talking about but mama needed to get it off her chest.”

“Mama?” Hyunjin smirks from the doorway causing Evie to nearly jump out of her skin and she chucks a pillow at him.

“Fuck you!” Evie shouts out of fear before taking a deep shaky breath and sitting back up. “I’m sorry… Did I wake you… Did you hear what I said to them…?”

“Yes you woke me, but it’s okay.”

“But did you hear me?”

Hyunjin walks into the room and gives her a hug as he lies and says. “No I didn't, I just walked by when you called yourself mama.”

Just then Chan, Felix, Minho, and Jeongin all walk into the room and they engulf Evie in a group hug. Evie starts crying again. The love these boys show her is something she never thought she’d experience, nor did she expect. She feels extremely undeserving of their friendship.

“Chan said you had a bad dream, is that why you screamed?” Minho asks after the hug breaks off.

“Yeah. I’m sorry for waking you guys. We should get some rest…”

“You seem reluctant to sleep.” Felix observes.

“That’s because I am…” Evie admits quietly while running a hand through her hair, just after Jeongin sneaks in another quick hug.

“Do you want to sleep with one of us?” Hyunjin asks gently, shocking everyone in the room including himself.

“Could I?”

“Who?” Chan asks.

“Lix?”

“Of course! Let’s go.” Felix said eagerly

“Will the staff be mad that I’m switching rooms for the night?” Evie asks with a frown.

Felix flashes a smile “Truthfully, I don’t give a fuck, I miss hanging out and sleeping with you. Let’s go cuddle, bring the dogs with you.”

With that Felix and Jeongin walk out of the room, Hyunjin following after telling Evie goodnight and kissing her on her head. This leaves only Evie, Minho, and Chan left in the room and Evie is shocked to be pulled into a tight embrace from Minho.

“You know, I hear you crying every night right?” he whispers to her hoping the other boys don't hear him.

“I’m sorry… I’ve been through a lot…” Evie tells the younger boy with a sore heart.

“I know noona, and I’m sorry for that. You have us now, never forget that. I love you.” Minho says hugging her tighter than he ever has.

“I love you too Mini.” Evie says, squeezing him back. “Never call me noona again though.”

Minho smiles before taking his turn to leave and Chan walks her to Felix’s room. When she gets there she hugs Chan goodbye and tells him to try and rest. Felix assures the older boy he will take care of Evie before they head to Felix’s room and cuddle until Evie eventually falls asleep watching Felix rest peacefully.

#evie story teaser #pupphe #pupphe additions #pupphe evie #kpop addition #stray kids addition #skz addition #stray kids added member #skz added member #stray kids 9th member #skz 9th member #stray kids female additional member #skz female additional member #kpop oc #fictional kpop oc #fake kpop idol #fake kpop community #kpop female oc #kpop female addition #kpop additional member #kpop au

[inaaya-goddess-of-dimensions]

Me after watching ATSV

✨Me rating all the characters✨: (My opinion)

Miles Morales:

he has issues with his life and is doing his own thing even know Miguel give him PTSD with that theme of this but good character and this boi is bloody 15?! so if miles is 15 and maybe likes Gwen- waittt isn't Gwen like 16? she kinda looks like it? oh well it's young love. 9/10

Gwen Stacy:

has daddy issues with her dad and i love her hair and it kinda gotten long and pinky like cause of dye which kinda suites her more Gwen also maybe likes Miles but Captain Morales called her a emo which is sooo "NOT TRUE" that's messed up and has a canon event with Peter parker from her dimension losing him but i'll give it a 9/10?

Peter B Parker:

i meannn yes he's a father of a daughter and a son of a mother but he did want Mayday to be like Miles try to be the bi-ist father figure that he can be- why does ATSV fans honestly ship Miguel and Peter? should do the same??? okay look this nice gentlemen eating, hmm yes, 8/10

Mayday Parker

awwweeee she's sooo cute i just wanna hug her^^ she just want to be like her dad fighting crime she would've been a good little sister to miles and it was funny cause Hobie was impressed by her taking a crap i also do agree on that. 10/10

Hobie Brown:

okay okay he's a good character i love his British, i am also British and PUNK HELL YA! my habits came in when Hobie was on the screen i was like WAOHHHH i love his piercings and very muchly thinks his Bi or Trans i mean Gwen supports Trans people like her dad so that would've been cool if hobie did support as well but yes and he was the only one to not chase miles i was like thank god, 9.5/10

pavitra prabhakar:

now i feel like he would be in Ms Marvel for all i care for cause i love how they done with the character my cousins and that loved him, and i am muslim soo kinda weird story to explain but he's just a happy person and is cheery for others, i swear to the people seeing this please DON'T put "i love Chai tea" anyways yeah i have high hopes for him. 9.5/10

Miguel O'hara: (the moment you all been waiting for...)

okay he SUCH A GOOD CHARACTER I LOVEEEE HIMMMM! after losing his daughter he's like a cool hearted spider but when i first time saw Miguel before i even seen the movie i thought he was Vampire cause the fangs, the red eyes it all screams "Vampire"? and the theme....*spider man 2099 theme stuck in my head* listen i know all the Miguel O'hara fans simp for the guy but come on yes he's a "Hot Dad" but when i see all these Spidersonas all of them date Miguel that is not Canny no offense! but...poor guy just lost his daughter but it's still up to you lot, 💖/10

and i know he's not the father of the daughter but he had another self that had a daughter and he died soooo that's kinda reason why you guys shouldn't disrupt a canon event,

#atsv #pavitr prabhakar #miles morales #gwen stacy #hobie brown #mayday parker #peter b parker #spider man across the spider verse #multiverse spider mans #my rating #my choices

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

Fae and Far Between

⚔️ All Previous Parts Here ⚔️

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: future ABO, Viking Col, fae Dom, Big Sad™️- I'm serious guys! Pain ahead!, waking up alone, depression, fear, physical violence (against Dom), threats of death, threats of war, desperate boys, surprise revelations, new hope, PTSD, panic, fear, missing each other, revelations of murder (past tense but a lot), trophies from a killer, more death threats, holding someone against their will, sexual assault threats ☠️ rating: mature (because of threats let's say verging on explicit to be safe) ☠️ ideas helped by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

Kol'son woke with a start, he hadn't meant to fall asleep at all but there was something so comforting about being buried balls deep inside his lover that he couldn't help drifting off between rounds. He'd had a plan to bed the boy as many times as he could in the day they had left but at least they'd gotten a little rest to last them. Or so that's what he thought as he blinked his eyes open and took in the room that felt far too cold. It had been filled with warmth since the fae appeared even though he ran cooler than most. His fire lamps were out as he glanced around. He felt frozen, even his cock where it laid sticky with drying cum felt cold though it still should have been plugging his prince full. "Dom?" He asked softly but his stomach was already sick with the truth. There was no sign of his mate anywhere besides the drying fluids on his body and the tattered tunic on the floor. At least it seemed he'd taken his necklace and… and the fur he kept on his bed? How had he wriggled it out from below him?

That didn't actually matter, at least not in the moment. What mattered was that his thrall had decided to sneak away so they wouldn't have to see each other break and that wasn't fair. It wasn't just his choice. The chieftain growled as he pushed himself out of bed and found his clothes. He'd chase the fae down if he had to, he couldn't just run away and leave him without a farewell. For all the pain that welled in his chest that felt the worst. He wanted every moment he could get with his boy, he didn't care how much it destroyed him to watch him walk away. He could find him. He had to.

-An hour before-

Dom felt terrible sneaking out from his master's bed but he knew it was the only way they could truly part and do as they were supposed to, but the moment he was out the door he froze. The enemy clan was racing around about something, everyone was out in droves and it sent a wave of fear through him but… he had to leave. He could sneak around them all. He just knew it. Besides, they all thought he was a thrall, they wouldn't care what he was doing. He could always just say he was going to clean the fur his leader loved so much. Of course he only made it a few feet before he felt someone step on his second skin from behind him as if it were a fucking rug. A rage burned through him and he turned fast- coming face to face with the woman stealing his future. In the daylight she was still gorgeous but the evil was more evident. She matched her father. He dropped his eyes, trying to treat her as the queen he supposed she would be soon but it raised bile in his throat.

"Where are you going? I hope you're not trying to escape. That wouldn't be kind to your master." She purred and he swallowed his anger.

"No ma'am, I was simply going to wash 'is blanket. I'll be back before ya know it." He tried to keep his voice even instead of screaming at her like he was desperate to. He wouldn't cause more trouble for his lover. He just had to take solace in the fact he could still feel Kol'son's cum dripping down his thighs. He had him first. He had his heart forever.

"Hmm. Don't bother. He won't need that disgusting thing. I mean… when we're married. I don't like it. Just return to your chieftain and tell him daddy has to go home. He'll have to come to us. The rules are still the same but… something came up. Too bad too. He's pretty." Her whiny voice couldn't mask that she knew something she wasn't saying but when he looked up to meet her gaze her eyes were hard. Impenetrable.

Against all the knowledge in his mind telling him he could make everything so much worse he took a step closer, almost ready to fight the bitch stealing his life. He didn't blame her before but he certainly did now. She shouldn't have touched what's his. "I'm guessing you've always been told how beautiful you is, and tha's all you base ya life on. I ain't even gonna promise tha' won't last because maybe it will. But I can promise you- Kol will never look at you the way he does me." It was a simple insult but one he knew would get to her. What he wasn't expecting though was the slap across his face or the way she pushed him to the ground. He sat there, thankful to have fallen on his second skin where he had it wrapped around his shoulders and he took a breath, ready to get his ass kicked. He couldn't get his daidí in even more trouble.

"Excuse me, our chieftain wouldn't like you hurting what's his." He sighed when Aud stepped between them, a broom in her hands as if she'd use it to defend him. He was thankful for her but what he saw next almost took his breath away. Helga and a few of the other bed thralls that had hated him since the day he showed up joined her, standing between him and their soon to be queen.

"I don't think you want to do this girls. I could have you killed." Megna huffed and Liv laughed as she knelt down to help Dom up.

"You could try but you'd be amazed what men would forgive to keep their favorite cunt. Isn't that right Helga?"

The blonde winked, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger as she stepped even closer to the woman they were protecting him from. "Can you smell daddy on me, my queen? I know what he thinks about your happiness, do you really think he'd give me up for you? I made that man see heaven last night." Dom had never found himself so thankful these women were well trained whores because it truly seemed to make her think twice.

"It doesn't matter anyway. You'll see. This isn't over." She huffed but finally walked away when some of her clan called her near.

Aud came to Dom, the other girls stepping back and giving him pained smiles. Maybe they didn't like that he'd replaced them in Kol's eyes but for better or worse they all loved their leader and they didn't want to see him hurt. The only female friend he'd made besides Inga hugged him tight and the other girls stood guard as they cried silent goodbyes to each other. He couldn't make himself talk and she couldn't seem to either. Somehow they all just knew he was leaving. "Tom's waiting with Modig I think. I'll… gods. Why am I so choked up about a silly little bed thrall?"

Dom couldn't help but laugh and he kissed her cheek, finally making himself let her go. "Love you too Aud. Girls, fank you. I… I 'ope you'll take care of 'im for me." It broke his heart to say but at least he was more okay with the thought of them making love to his mate than that bitch. The devil you know- he supposed. He kissed both her cheeks and tried to bless her future in a way he'd heard about growing up before he turned and ran down the trail to the shore. Any moment his man could wake up and he didn't think he could leave him if he saw his face again.

It didn't take him long to find Tom waiting for him on the path but the hurt he could see etched on his face as well was almost too much. His kin had left his only home and followed Dom because they were like brothers but they'd been without for so long. They'd been wandering. This was the first place they'd found that could be a new home and it was hard for them both to leave it- for maybe a similar reason. Mod was behind the selkie, his eyes filled with tears but Tom's silver ones were just lost. The man didn't cry easily. He felt like he'd interrupted an intimate moment but he didn't know how to leave without making it more awkward. "I'm sorry." He whispered, taking a step back and he gave Modig a gentle nod. He would give them a moment to say their goodbyes before he would say his own to the halfling. Gods he'd miss him. As he started back on his way to the shoreline he heard the madman call out for him.

"Dom wait- I- shit I think I figured it out!"

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Kol was hit with a wave of confusion as he stepped outside his home. The place was quiet in a way it shouldn't be with an extra clan around. It didn't matter though, what was most important was finding his thrall and holding him until the moment they had to part. He might even bend him over his knee like he threatened for this. How dare he take his choice away. He spotted Inga and he raced for her, his heart in his throat as he stopped her from her chores. It was already dusk and he knew they didn't have long. He couldn't handle this. "Have you seen Dom?" He knew his voice was trembling but he couldn't help it. Everything was driving him mad.

"Breathe Feilan. He… I saw him- he went to the water." She sighed after a moment, wishing she could make everything better. She'd been trying so hard to figure out something to fix it all but she didn't think she had much. At least not in the way of proof- if anything she had rumors and fears but perhaps it was too late for anything else. "Kol'son, I need to speak with you. It's about your uncle." She explained, her own nerves putting a shake in her voice. She had always tried to love the man- they were kin after all but Bjørn had taken everything too far for the last time. She just hoped her nephew could believe her and stop what was happening before it got worse.

Kol'son furrowed his brow but shook his head. How could she worry about fucking Bjørn when he was running out of time with his lover? "Later okay? Find me later? I need- I have to- Fuck I swear I'll listen." He vowed before running away from her like he had when he was a child in trouble. She tried to call after him but nothing would stop him now. He had to find his boy. She'd fix it though, she'd figure out a way to fix it. She just had to.

The chieftain made it to the shoreline in record time but he didn't see his love anywhere. He didn't know how long he ran one way and then the other but there was no sign of him. The longer he looked the deeper his heart sank until it was so heavy it weighed him down and his knees buckled, taking him to the ground. "He was like this too. I mean, not as dramatic but… are you going to beg your gods to change fate?" He didn't normally attack his best friend but when he felt a palm on his shoulder he burned with so much anger he grabbed the madman's wrist and flipped him over. All the breath was knocked out of Mod's chest and he glared up at his kin but he didn't fight back. He knew the poor bastard was broken.

Kol scrambled to crawl above him, his heavy hands curling around his brother's neck but he didn't squeeze. "I already fucking did! They don't listen to me! Do they listen to you? You're a seer aren't you? Closer to them? Answer me Mod! How do I fix this?" His voice broke, he'd already screamed at his gods the night before and got no relief. He knew he wouldn't get it from trying to strangle his best friend either but part of him wanted the man to fight back. To hurt him.

Warm hands pulled his wrists until he wasn't choking the halfling but for just a moment the fae was holding him. "I can't fix it. I see… I saw death around him. I thought if he left it would go away and he'd be safe but Kol'son- I saw something else…" He trailed off and the leader knew it was serious. His brother never called him that, he wouldn't use his full name unless it was important.

He blinked the dirt from his eyes and sat back, completely ignoring where he was positioned above the man. They'd wrestled their whole lives, this was nothing new. "What?" He prompted as his friend pushed himself up a little, Mod's hands gently taking his inked forearms again. The guy was obviously terrified to speak.

"I felt life. New- um... new life." Mod tried to say simply but his brother was anything but that. The man was incredible at ignoring things he didn't think he could accept and he knew he'd have to explain better. "I had sensed it around him for a few days. Life and death, as if both were a possibility and I thought it was just… a flip of a coin but when I saw him earlier- the- the life was centered. It wasn't just a possibility anymore."

Kol had thought he was already scared enough, that there was no way he could be more frightened but- "No. You can't mean- it's too soon. Shut the fuck up!" Before he could stop himself he was backhanding the halfling, the man he trusted most in this world besides Dom. Someone pulled him off before he could do more damage and when his gaze cleared he saw two men he barely recognized.

"Stop fighting those you trust most. You know the truth already. We're only here to help." The one with a shaved head said as Kol pulled away and stood, brushing himself clean.

"Who the fuck- wait- you look like Dom." He growled, stepping closer to the dark haired newcomer. His lips and eyes were lined in darkness and he knew without asking who he was facing. The fae who'd been busy this whole time- "Ådam."

"Yes. I don't know what my kin said of me but I've been trying to help fix this since I heard Benji talking to Mod about it. I don't just abandon my family."

Kol'son arched a brow but he didn't say anything. He just hoped the creatures around him had some saving grace. "I'm not related to the forest clan but- these two are and through your family it seems…" Both men looked to Mod with a soft look as if the chieftain wasn't the only one about to get news. "Your aunt was mated to the forest king's sibling. Though he's been lost for many years they still care for her. Through Modig you are connected to them and they wish to help. There aren't as many as there once was but they number enough to help you win this war. As long as you wed the siren and accept the clan as family. They wish for both Mod and Dom to be seen as your equals and if so- they will call you brother. They don't want any part of your land, they just want peace which they'll never have with only humans who wish to steal our magic."

Kol didn't know which part hit hardest, that the man he called brother was truly his kin by blood, that he knew what Dom truly was, or that with the fae he could win the war. Whatever he was about to say was interrupted by a sound behind them from the water. He turned fast, all his blood rushing from shock as he watched a seal he knew he'd seen a million times… open? There was a shine of small lights in the air around it but as it pulled itself on land a- a human stepped out. No, not a human. Tom. Kol'son knew when all of this was said and done he'd pass out from too much information and it didn't get better when his friend- his cousin ran for the man that the seal just birthed but he knew better. The seal hadn't birthed anything. The fae was the animal.

He'd heard stories of different magical creatures all his life that he had trouble believing but all at once he was faced with so much truth. Dom was a seal that he was sure he'd pet before, his sea friend that he treated like a pup and the fur that he had been gifted one day was the only reason the boy had come to him. Gods, the fur he'd wiped cum on more times than he could count was his lover's second skin. But- there were more important things. He was pretty sure.

Tom walked up to him looking grumpy and scared. The first was normal but the second was new. The fae was always pissed off. "Did he find you?" Tom huffed, pulling his fur over his bare shoulder. No wonder they'd both been naked when he met them. Fuck he had to focus.

"Who?"

"Dom you fucking-" The fae took a breath and poked him in the chest. "He went to find you to tell you he was with child. Mod saw it." While Kol knew already there was something terrifying about someone saying it so flat out and he felt his knees go weak.

"No. I… Mod just told me. I didn't see him when I-" The fear in his soul tripled. If Dom had gone back but they didn't pass each other then where was he?

"Chief. You know what else I saw." The seer whispered, even he sounded truly scared. "Would they take him?"

Kol'son wanted to deny it but he knew better. Harald wanted to destroy his happiness and he'd already promised to give Dom to someone else. He'd said he would give them the day but obviously something had changed. So much had changed. Gods it wasn't just his lover he had to find. It was his child. He had a child. He didn't have time to think through his answer, anything had to be better than what was happening and the fae promised he got to keep Dom. "Tell your master yes, my cousin and my mate will be my equals and I would welcome his help to save the next in line. We must save Dom. I… I have to go. Meet me there?"

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Dom had searched the whole village for his lover. He didn't know what they would do to save their people but he couldn't leave without at least telling Kol the truth. His palm dropped and pet over his belly as he wandered past the huts he knew. He knew logically they were still only starting to form but it didn't matter- he couldn't stop touching them. It was his only part of Kol he had left. There were a few rooms he hadn't checked yet and he hoped perhaps he'd find his master either in his parent's room or talking with his uncle. He tried the latter first, and as he stepped through the door the place was exactly as he thought it would be. A drunken bear's hideaway. It was covered in trinkets from fights he'd won- little things that made him feel like a big strong man. What caught his eye most was an armband much like what Kol'son wore around his arm but the letters read something slightly different. He knew from what little he'd learned to read of their language that it was the old chieftain's. It was something Bjørn could obviously possess as a family keepsake but the blood he found on it made him shiver. Was it a way to keep his brother's memory alive or…

"You shouldn't touch what isn't yours boy. My nephew hasn't taught you shit. You like my trophies though?"

Dom startled at the voice behind him and he turned fast but his fur was jerked from his hold. He felt naked in front of the man, clad only in the shift dress around his hips but the Bastard stared at him as if he could see through it. "Trophies?" He couldn't help but ask.

"From my kills. I keep something from every battle I win. I suppose you'll do for my newest, they promised I'll get you." Bjørn grinned down at him and he shivered under the glare, stepping back and trying to get away but the man had his fur.

He couldn't even process the rest of the threat, he was still stuck on something he couldn't understand. "But… tha's your brother's?" He tried for time and the bastard laughed.

"I thought with his wife gone he'd get himself killed sooner. She was an accident of course but… I don't like people telling me 'no', especially women." He paused, giving Dom a once over that turned his stomach. "I had to take care of my brother myself and now his fucking brat. All I ever wanted was to be the ruler here and now I will be. I don't know why that stupid Feilan would pick you over her but now I get you both. They'll kill the first son and with it that whole stupid line, leaving me in charge finally. Thanks to Harald our people won't even think twice." Dom knew he must be absolutely shit faced and so proud of himself if he was spilling so much but at the thought of losing Kol he placed his hands over his stomach protectively. Probably the dumbest thing he could do.

"Please-" He whimpered as he stepped back and tripped over a chest, falling on his ass but he still tried to scramble away.

"Looks like I have one more to snuff out before I get to lead. Too bad, I wanted to take you apart more slowly." The bastard purred, reaching to grab his ankle and tug. In the next moment he pulled so rough Dom's head caught hard against something wooden and sharp and he felt a warm trickle of blood before the room went hot and dark around him. No matter how hard he fought he couldn't stop himself from passing out and the last thing he saw was Bjørn undoing his own pants. "I suppose I can have a little fun first though, see what the fuss is about- siren bitch." And the room went black.

Author's Note/Tags: @manicpixiedreamb0y @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @cole-way-iero28 @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

I know it's a LOT but we're almost done with the Big Bad™️ Just trust me okay? I swear it will get better soon! 🖤☠️

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Hi welcome back ! Hope your doing ok 🥰 would it be alright if I request what if hcs for healer Happy please 🙏 ( he has so much potential and I wish we saw him do more things , maybe him even getting his own arc where he’s a healer and how he feels that Wendy is also a healer to , could be happy to have another pair of hands to help heal the team or angst that the team might not need him anymore👀)

Ohhhh healer happy. I remember mentioning it all the way in Phantom or TOH on this blog, okay, here I go,

Healer Happy would, to preface, separate himself from Wendy in the sense that he's a resourceful healer, while Wendy is a magic healer. This means he's the one to run to when you need bandages, medicine, herbs, heat packs, needles, etc. Wendy doesn't need those items because she can heal any of those (including sores, motion sickness, so she doesn't need any tools or home remedies) but since troia works less the more you stack, Happy continues to come through with warm ginger teas and massages. Or a wrench, or a hammer, or a fish! Or frozen peas. He also has scissors and hair clips and staples and anything you can think of that fits inside a very well-furnished first aid kit. He throws them at enemies when he's fighting, they all come out of his bag.

Whether his bag is an endless doraemon sack, or if he uses requip to seem like he's pulling ridiculous things out of his bag-- up to you. I think it's funny to see him pull a huge bag of ice out of his tiny bag and flip them over someone's head, goodbye

This gives me a fun idea, honestly-- he'd definitely hang around Porlyusica's place a lot. She hates humans, and I think that canonically extends to cats as well, but let's say it doesn't. (thinking about the jade dragon from GMG graveyard and maybe all dragons are silly tolerant with cats. Maybe that can be a trend. She is an Edo version of a dragon after all--) but anyways! Maybe he's her pseudo-apprentice of sorts, since she does the classic witchy potionmaking. ('Apprentice' as in he stares at her while she works, from some corner of the building or thorugh the window. And she gave up trying to chase him out.)

I'd imagine a sort of Dr Kureha and Chopper type dynamic. Maybe she's where Happy gets the knowledge from (Happy-sensei exposition duty,) she doesn't directly teach him anything, but he does learn a lot just from hanging around her house.

Which would mean the two people Happy are closest with both have pink hair hahaaa I kinda wanna see Meredy and Sherry learning this, thinking it's adorable, and trying to get into the club. I would think he loves sakura season because of the pink. There is... so much chopper similarity what the hell. Even Dr Kureha's catchphrase is 'ya happy?' and I'm obsessed with that actually. Reincarnation fic I need

I would imagine just like in battle, Wendy has less actual field knowledge. Which means we could have situations like setting bones properly before healing them (because healing them right away would fuse wrong and cause permanent damage). Or situations where Wendy can heal a contagious epidemic, but they have no idea where it comes from-- Happy would be able to realize it's a magic problem, or a virus, or a curse, and where it'd come from (animals, trees, sewage, etc.) We could also have Happy the therapy cat, where people go to him to talk feelings. We could address the PTSD or depression that's displayed in some characters. Maybe he's already helping them through some of it! Maybe he displays some of this when Edolas happens and it's the breakthrough that pulls Carla out of her darkness? And so on, and so forth.

I can imagine FT would take a more genuine direction with their injuries if there was a healer happy. The anime erases most of them, but I'd like to see Happy actually scolding people who are too reckless when injured (most of our boys,) needlessly causing injuries around in barfights (splinters are hard to get out! Hey!) or even refusing medical advice to go be stupid. (I'd like to see a situation where someone's stubborn for a mild injury, it gets worse, and becomes permanent damage. Eg Thunder Legion not bothering with persistent eye discomfort, only to figure out too late there's an infection and end up with blind/astig/photokeratitis/migraines. It could serve as a lesson for the rest and a character building moment for happy. Maybe something like that could even be in the BoFT, where Happy points this out to Lucy and that helps them win the fight.) I'd like to think we could include Loke in this group of people that Happy mother-hens the hell out of, because something's always been weird about him, Happy just doesn't know what.

All that doesn't stop him from maybe feeling a little obsolete or distressed about his role in the team once Wendy arrives, though. I feel he'll overlap with Wendy a lot, and if there was an arc about him, I'd expand on this. How-- well, by having Wendy and Natsu switch cats for a mission! (It'd be set right after Wendy joins.) It seems like Carla and Natsu are both headstrong, straightforward types, while in this AU Wendy and Happy are a little more humble, behind-the-scenes, and resourceful healers. This duality will make a fun shenanigans arc where they work together to find their flaws and differences and learn to appreciate both their original partners and their new addition to the guild. Wendy is still learning the ropes, so Happy gets to be 1. a big brother for once (he's usually baby of the family always) and 2. learn about finding individuality, confidence, and strength at your own pace. (Something Wendy is also working her way through, but from a different perspective from Happy.)

That's all for now. Thanks for the ask! <3

#it's an ask #fairy tail #i'm reaching #fic related rambles #just a ramble #it's a headcanon #fairy tail happy #healer happy rambles

[paradisepoisoned]

always so ready to scream about meronia... 5 random headcanons for them, i beg of you

OMG YES ok it was hard what five to pick and this is gonna be long winded but fuck it I'm excited lol also I apologize in advance if this is senseless rambling I am not a very articulate person 😅

1-so I have this headcanon that Near and Mello both each have like their own little spice of PTSD or something, and they are the only ones who can kinda talk each other down in a way. I always Imagined Mello being born in Croatia during the Yugoslav wars and just living through horrendous trauma (this could be a post in itself so I'm gonna refrain because I have so many thoughts on Mello pre-wammys house but ANYWAY) and I don't really think he ever had time to process it, like he was living in a war torn country, everything he once knew, his family, everything blown apart and all of sudden he's at a prestigious secret orphanage for geniuses in England. So he kinda just buried it and didnt look back and dedicated everything to making L proud hoping that would be enough to make it go away but obviously it's not and so sometimes when he hears firecrackers or a siren or even one of Matt's videogames it fucking SENDS him and one day Near catches Mello hyperventilating in the hallway and Near shows him a breathing technique and breathes with him till he stops and Mello fucking hates him cause it works and it's something he uses the rest of his life and he thinks of Near.  Near only knows the breathing technique cause he also gets panic attacks but what gets Near the most is the nightmares. The nightmares send him into thrashing fits but the worst is the sleep paralysis. It would happen one of the first few nights when they slept together and Mello would stroke his cheek or hold his hand and talk him through it or recite a passage from a book, anything to distract him. Near never says what the nightmares are about or what he sees during sleep paralysis and Mello never pushes it.They don't know what the other went through but there is a mutual unspoken understanding and I feel like that is the closest they ever get to affection 

2-I feel like this is a really unpopular headcanon and not really accurate but idc I think Near secretly resents L. Idk why but I just like this headcanon. I picture Near to be a bit of a bitter person and I think he blames Mello's hatred for him on L though he'd never admit it  and tbh I don't think Near had any desire to become L at all I think he was apathetic towards everything at first it wasn't until Mello came along that he started feeling alive. Near never cared about being L. He cared about the game he and Mello played. I also think mellos admiration of L would just solidify Near's disdain and I would imagine they've gotten into a fight or two about the integrity of L's character. 

3-I think both would deny it but they can make each other laugh. Like genuinely laugh. I think they would fight it but every once in a while like on a full moon or some shit Near would make a snarky comment at someone or Mello would make a face behind rogers back and before they could stop themselves it would come out. They are mortified at how the others laughter makes there heart skip a beat and neither would admit to this under torture.

4-I think Mello is one of the only people who knows Near is secretly a disturbed basket case and hear me out lol. Mello is probably the closest Near has ever gotten to someone and this is already turning into a thesis so I'm not gonna get into my headcanons for Near pre wammys but ya boy has ISSUES. Like one day Mello would catch Near doing something wild like trashing A's old room (idk I have a headcanon that A and B's room stayed like mausoleums at the orphanage and it was like a ghost story) and Mello would get the blame for it cause who would fucking believe him if he said Near did it. So he gets grounded for a week and Near slips him chocolate under the door as a silent apology. 

5-Linda and Roger put together a funeral for Mello and Matt. Near did not attend. 

 I'm sorry this turned into a Ted Talk without almost any punctuation, but it feels good to scream about these two thank you loll

#death note #death note headcanons #mello x near #Meronia #nate river #mihael keehl #mello #near #also i must have used the word like at least 76 times🤣

[original-character-championship]

Bracket H Round 1

Poll 3

NERF (@nen-kaii) vs. Bruce the Just (@bruce-stan)

453. NERF (@nen-kaii)

he/him or ne/ner/neir

He has a zipper that exposes his skull because he thought it was silly, he drinks led water, ne blows stuff up with neir rocket launcher for funsies, and ne makes cookies for neir friends. He's so silly it borders on stupid. Gonna squisch him. Squinch.

4'11" little guy, with a shaved head that's split open by a zipper to expose his skull. Sometimes wears a mint-colored helmet with googly eyes pasted on.

454. Bruce the Just (@bruce-stan)

He/Him

     Bruce is a were-shark Barbarian from a pathfinder campaign im in. he is my precious baby boi and the sole reason I'm on tumblr is to shill for him in this bracket. He was abandoned as a child due to his family thinking him a monster and fending for himself till one day while trying to rob a family for food, he goes too far and kills the dad. Stricken with the weight of his actions he seeks to save as many people as possible to make up for his terrible deed.

     He is the definition of a himbo. The kindest of beans and loves nature especially the water. He is allo-aro as he loves everyone as his ever growing number friends but just can't hold romance in his heart, but still is distracted by boobs; can your really blame him boobs bouncy. He is autistic coded and has PTSD from his past actions, hating loud sounds as they remind him of the child and mothers wails of grief at what he did. He is self sacrificing to a fault and will no hesitate to throw himself into any danger for any reason.

     This is reflected in his weapon "Penance". which he spells (penents). A metal shark tooth macuahuitl with one half cold iron and the other half adamantine. It is enchanted to deal extra dmg at the cost of backlash upon himself, which has been the cause of his many scars across his body. Bruce doesn't care however as his weapon is just as much penance for himself as for his enemies.

     He serves as both the heart and big guy for our groups five man band. While he is obviously the dumb muscle, he is the emotional core of our group that makes a cold-hearted assassin, a conniving theif, a vengeance possesed psychopath, a shadowfell raised Dryder, and an apathetic druid, all want to be better people because of his unrelenting love and kindness.

    He hates killing and will even in battle go out of his way to avoid it and violence in general as much as possible. Their is but a single exception to this rule and that is to put any of his new found family in danger. That makes a woman by the name of Valentina a dead girl walking, as she callously murdered his dear friend Ms. S. An ex school teacher who would hand out gold stars to the party. He still has the stars on his macuahuitl as a reminder of his late friend and debt to settle.

     His caring nature has gotten the party into many adventures as he is always willing to help anyone. From hauling wood, to hunting fish for a starving child, to collecting cat skeletons for a friendly necromancer, to even facing down a 40ft tall face stealing monstrosity, all one must do is ask.

     Now a list of my favorite Bruce quotes:

" I got my info from a trustworthy source....... ya know a crab from that creek over there".

"NO STEALING! I will buy you the shiny".

"I would never kill him, just break a few ribs".

"I've fought plenty of trees and I only lost twice".

"You can be gay just don't do crimes........ok maybe a little crime since he's was mean".

"BRUCE IS INDOMITABLE" ( after holding back a bullete from his unconscious friends.)

"violence doesn't just break a man's nose, it breaks his spirit.............I've seen how terrible that truly is."

     I could go on for days about my precious lad, so if anyone wants to hear more hmu. That being said though reckless, naive, and certainly buried in his own sins; his unyielding sense of kindness and do-goodery make no one more fitting of the name Bruce The Just.

Taylor Lautner from twilight as to add to the shark meme since he also played sharkboy.

#oc championship #tournament poll #round 1 #bracket h #453 nerf #454 bruce the just

[skyofnostars]

My Book Characters/OCs (Modern AU version)

So, you know how my SW OC post was short… well this one is not so much lol. These guys have full profiles for a project me and some other friends are working on, so I'll put them here and hope ya don't slowly suffer from the length of it! 

Calix Bane 

Physical appearance: shoulder length messy brown hair, brown eyes, burn scars on both hands, slightly tanned skin, somewhat skinny also but somewhat muscular. 

Unique Traits, Scars: He badly burned his hands when he was young, after setting the family dog alight with flaming cooking oil by accident (don't worry, the dog made it)!

Nicknames: Cal (everyone calls him this), Bane (his alias that no one knows is his last name), shortie (by Ajax and little brother), 

Hobbies: parkour, knife-fighting (very good), climbing, listening to music

Pronouns: He/him

Height: 5’6 ½”

Birthday: April 17 (doesn't matter in the book but whatever lol)

Age: 17

Relationship: Carmine Fennec Personality: Sarcastic, funny, independent, slight trust issues, bit of trauma, daring, courageous, PTSD (kinda), bad at flirting, always has to be funny and joking no matter the situation.

Phrase: “Are you here to chop off my head and stuff it in a bag?” (this one is from my book), “Well, that doesn't sound like my problem”. “Dont judge, dude”, “Well, if I did I did, right?”

Other Info: This is his modern AU version, so he’s got a very different backstory in my book, and he has more scars. If you wanna know about the book version, I can make a page for that too! Also, he ha a brother named Kai and a sister named Kate, who are both younger then him! 

Favorite songs: Survivor Guilt (Rise Against), BLACK SOUL (Shinedown), KILL YOUR CONSCIENCE (Shinedown), Long Forgotten Sons (Rise Against), Pull The Cord (The Score)  DEVIL (Shinedown), I Apologize (Five Finger Death Punch),

Undefeated (All Good Things), Headcase (Shinedown)

Carmine Fennic 

Physical Appearance: Long brown hair, grey eyes, tall, has a burgundy hoodie she almost always wears. Somewhat pretty, but not ridiculously so. 

Nicknames: Carm, Grumpy

Hobbies: Drawing, Taekwondo, Karate, Jujitsu, Kickboxing (yeah, she does a lot of martial arts XD), Gun shooting, sometimes she likes to play basketball

Pronouns: She/her

Birthday: November 29th

Height: 5,8”

Personality: Stoic, withdrawn, tough af, hard to get close to, serious, usually not very silly, will only get sarcastic when she's about to start yelling at you.

Phrase: “You’re needed for a job” (her family-famous quote from my book that we all joke about all the time), “Dude, be normal”, “Please just dont”, “Take another step, and, well, we all know it won't end well for you”, “I’m getting tired of hearing your voice”.

Relationship?: Cal!!! 

Other info: She’s actually a murderer in my book version, but here she’s a lot more normal! She has an older brother named Alexander, but he got into a car crash and unfortunately passed away. 

Favorite songs: Cringe (Matt Maeson), Hallucenogenics (Matt Maeson), Purple Tiger (Milky Chance), The Trick The Devil Did (Sick Puppies), Living In A Haze (Milky Chance), Cards Are Down (Blue Stones) 

Xavier Bailey

Physical appearance: The dude in my profile pic, short brown curly hair, green eyes, dark green sweater, skinny, always has a coffee cup cause he's coffee addict, gold stud earrings

Nicknames: Psycho, tech boy (only by Ajax), techie, Xav, Murderous lil’ cinnamon roll, murder boy (mostly by Xeno) Lex (only by my crew, long story), Lexie (only by Sully), 

Hobbies: Works on cars, fixing & tinkers with things, plays card games, drawing (he’s a bit of an artist), doing judo (he’s a black belt), loves listening to music (usually rap or alternative)

Pronouns: He/Him

Birthday: June 4th (Age 17!)

Height: 5’4” (he’s a short lil’ guy)

Personality: Goofy, murderous, kinda a little insane sometimes, has depression sometimes, stressed out all the time, tries to act cocky and flirty, SUPER SARCASTIC (only when he’s doing ok tho), overdramatic, protective, defensive, 

Relationship?: Xeno Allen! Thought before he hopelessly crushed on every girl or guy he met and never actually had a girlfriend, he’s bi though he denies it with a passion (he's literally dating a guy tho) 

Quote: “The fun’s not over till you’re in prison”, “Yes, I killed him. Why are you confused about this?”, “Dude, it's fine”, “I’m not gay, I'm BI” “*insert every swear word known to the English language*”, “Carmine, murdering people today isn't the best choice, but feel free to give it a go next week”. “Cal, don't be an idiot”. “Dude, learn to deal with good music (when someone complains about listening to Shinedown or Rise Against)”. “*insert song lyrics*”,  “you got a problem with that?”

Other stuff: He lost his arm and both his brothers in a car crash, his dad left home and his mother is almost always working or on a business trip, so he's pretty much alone unless he’s with Xeno. Very dark past but he hides it all with sarcasm and sass. Has dyslexia, loves dogs, sometimes goes on long runs through the city. He hasn’t actually dated anyone yet other than Xeno because he’s actually really scared to ask anybody out. Always ends up crushing on the super popular kids who already have girl/boyfriends (Xavier is a total bi disaster). He won't admit that he’s LGBTQ+ to anyone, and he’s super anxious when he’s crushing on a guy because he still refuses to admit he’s bi as f***. Swears a lot (especially at Xeno lol), can’t sing to save his life but he loves music. He has a long scar on his face and down his back from the car accident. Is super self-conscious about his prosthetic and tries to hide it by wearing things with long baggy sleeves. Back when his depression was very bad, he tried to kill himself (with a knife), but he managed to make himself stop. Xeno’s now helped him away from this state. He drives a 2002 Ford Ranger that’s covered in decals, but he regularly helps other people with fixing up their cars. Prosthetic left arm, doesn’t know how to ride a bike, terrified of needles, gets severe depression on some days, sleeps with a knife under his pillow, really jumpy, has murdered a few people (six to be exact), stressed out mess when he’s alone, allergic to alcohol, swears a lot, can’t sing to save his life (he can rap tho), wears a chain necklace and gold stud earrings, wears jeans and sweaters 24/7, spends like 15 mins trying to get his hair perfect, self-conscious as hell, has a dark sense of humor sometimes, is accidentally romantic and sweet when he thinks he’s really bad at being in a relationship.

Favorite Songs: Immortals (Fall Out Boy), ATTENTION ATTENTION (Shinedown), DARKSIDE (Shinedown), The Good Life (Three Days Grace), Landmine (Three Days Grace), Enemies (Shinedown) ‘Till I Collapse (Eminem), The Real Slim Shady (Eminem), In Da Club (50 Cent)

Ajax Coast

Nicknames: Jax, counter cleaner (long story lol)

Hobbies: Card Games (really good at anything gambling related, has amazing luck), hanging out with his friends, skateboarding, makes really good Halloween costumes, sometimes he likes to paint, used to be baseball kid until he got too old

Pronouns: He/him

Birthday: January 16th

Age: 21 

Height: 6,3” (and the tallest)

Personality: Easygoing, chill, really damn lucky, swears a lot, protective, caring, can be too focused on something and get distracted easily, sometimes slightly rude but never means it.

Phrase: “It's all okay, I promise”, “Wanna bet on that?”, “Assholes aren't welcome here. Get out”. 

Relationship?: Single…

Other info: Ajax actually lived a pretty good life. He grew up with three siblings (from oldest to youngest it goes: Della, Gabe, Tyler and then him), and moved out when he was twenty to rent a place to stay. He also speaks/knows basic sign language and Italian! Wants to go to police school so he can become an officer! 

Often wears a blazer/suit jacket over a regular t-shirt, is fidgety and taps fingers on tables a lot, VERY protective of Xav (he sees him as a little brother), is the chill cool dude of the group, has REALLY good luck and nobody knows why.

Favorite songs: Human Race (Three Days Grace), Shivers (Ed Sheeran), This Is The Best (USS), The Reason (Zayde Wolf), Play With Fire (Sam Tinnesz), Warriors (Imagine Dragons), Immortals (Fall Out Boy), Natural (Imagine Dragons)

Sully Vale

Physical appearance: half-shaved hair that can't sow up in AI art for some reason, is ALWAYS wearing tall combat boots, likes dark clothes but isn't really emo, draws lots of attention when she's away from her friends but otherwise kinda blends into the background. She has a tattoo on her back of a snake around a dagger, and she has a tattoo on her shoulder that says ‘family isn't defined by blood’ in Latin (so, ‘interdum familia non sit sanguis’), in blue cursive. 

Nicknames: Sul, Beautiful (only by her bf)

Hobbies: Running, ax-throwing, camping, hiking, traveling, used to do dance, playing guitar

Pronouns: She/her 

Birthday: August 9 

Age: 19

Height: 5’4”

Personality: Can be a bit intense, distant, protective, playful, energetic, not very girly, competitive, dark humor, sporty, dramatic, draws attention, confident, determined

Phrase: “I don't really care”, “Go annoy someone else”, “guys, I'm dying right now”, “please, stop being so embarrassing”

Relationship?: Will Scaramuzza (OC of a friend)

Other info: She grew up with her parents and a brother who’s ten years older than her (his name’s Parker), so he wasn't around much during her childhood. She’s the only one Xaveir talks about his trauma with other than Xeno. Always likes to put on a show, and always seems to have a dramatic flair when she tells a story. She picks her friends carefully because she does have some trust issues. 

Favorite songs: Judgement Day (Five Finger Death Punch), Sattalite (Rise Against), The Violence (Rise Against), DEVIL (Shinedown), BLACK SOUL (Shinedown), Nightmare (From Ashes To New)

#OCs #OCs list #My OCs #Book characters #My book characters #Trait list #Character list #of #original character #My book children lol #Love them sm #Comment if you want to share your own OC

[abruisedmuse]

I mean I guess I gotta say Eddie for the character ask! I'm sure you'll appreciate the opportunity to talk about him haha

You know me so well ❤️❤️❤️.

do I like them: I LOVE HIM WITH EVERYTHING THAT I AM.

5 good qualities: A nerdy boy, empathic, sarcastic, heart of gold, plays guitar, funny, has a quirky charm about him, fine as hell,

3 bad qualities: doesn't run when he should. That's it. There's no more 😂

favourite episode/etc: tbh, simply all of scenes just because that's "all we're getting". Except that one scene 😭. But my absolute faves are in the cafeteria, the d&d game, obviously when he plays Master of Puppets. Iconic moment there. His romantic walk in the woods with Steve. Speaking of Steve, the "don't ya big boy?". Oh and fighting the demobats.

otp: Steddie, Steve x Eddie

brotp: Dustin and Eddie

ot3: Steve, Eddie, and Robin

notp: I'd have to go with Eddie x Chrissy. Now I understand the appeal of it. It's just a tiring trope and I didn't really see a romantic chemistry between them. Platonic yeah. But not romantic.

best quote: "I Say You're Asking Me To Follow You Into Mordor...But The Shire Is Burning. So Mordor It Is."

"Harrington's got her. Don't ya big boy?"

head canon:

Uncle Wayne gifted him the acoustic guitar in his room and taught him how to play. It's what started his love of music. When he was younger he tried to make money to purchase an electric guitar and didn't have an easy time so Wayne worked longer hours to save up and purchase one for him. Shortly after Corroded Coffin formed. His third guitar, the one he plays in the upside down, was all Eddie though. He got a job worked his ass off and bought it.

Eddie heard Steve singing once and fell in love.

Uncle Wayne, clearly knows how terrible Eddie's childhood was, so whenever he saw Eddie being lost in a movie or a book he never asked him to stop. Just let him get lost and have a brief moment of peace from the real world.

Wayne doesn't really understand the fantasy of Eddie's books or D&D. But he listens to every word and asks questions. *fun fact Steve does this too*

He is always biting his nails. An anxious tick he picked up from his childhood.

Discovered his love of reading by biking to the library and finding a copy of The Hobbit sitting on table. He picked it up and didn't leave until the library closed. At which that point he checked it out.

Eddie and Robin form a film club. Idk why this is always in my head. But it is.

Eventually teaches Dustin to play guitar. He's okay at it but they soon discover Dustin has a penchant for Drums.

Is actually a great mechanic. One of the best but doesn't like to brag about it or even offer to look at it because it reminds him of his father. So if he does offer you're incredibly special to him (looking at you Steve Harrington).

Sleeps very little due to ptsd/childhood trauma. And if there's a storm with a lot of thunder and rough wind that causes the windows and then porch door to slam against the trailer he doesn't sleep at all. When he starts dating Steve, any night there's a storm Steve takes him to his place. So he can sleep. Though to be fair regardless of location he sleeps better with Steve.

Absolutely kills it at mini golf. And he's obnoxious about it too.

Okay....that's enough hcs for now.

#eddie munson #wayne munson #steve harrington #steddie #robin buckley #dustin henderson #eddie headcanons #steddie headcanons #character asks #cassianandfenrysaremyboyos #lisa tag

[thehyperrequiem]

“Samuel Brains” (Becky Apples parody) lyrics

And now it is time for Rebecca’s Parody Songs, a part of the posting where Rebecca comes out and do a parody song.

Rebecca: hi everyone, it’s ya girl, and today I have something to ask; Have you ever seen someone who is different from the other and gets treated poorly because of it…or there is this one guy who someone hates the most for their greedy or how they treat a different being badly by causing them traumatization? Well, Ringmaster and Joe here got into the same pickle as themselves..except for Joe because his wife cares for him and always help him through his ptsd. But for now, time for the parody song that stars the two boys singing about the villains of their stories and how they traumatized them deeply, and this song is the parody of the Becky Apples from Centaurworld. Enjoy!

Ringmaster Raven: Honest Gabe.

Joe Puddy: Samuel Brains.

Both: Ugh!

Ringmaster Raven: Honest Gabe.

Joe Puddy: I bet Samuel’s got a arrogant ego.

Ringmaster Raven: Honest Gabe. Gabe’s such a stupid, stupid liar.

Joe Puddy: I never like his smoothies anyway!

Ringmaster Raven: Ooh! It really ruffles my feathers to think how badly he hurt you. Mr. Puddy, tell me your scary story.

Joe Puddy: It happened after my hometown got cured

Ringmaster Raven: Cured from the apocalypse

Joe Puddy: When the truth has finally occurred

Ringmaster Raven: Ooh, what do you hear?

Joe Puddy: The blueberries are not the only bad beings (RR: No) but it’s the man who owns the smoothie shop (RR: No way) and his name is-

Both: Samuel Brains because Ugh what a weasel!

Both: Samuel Brains, Samuel Brains!

Joe Puddy: What a gorgeous, ratty schmuck

Both: Samuel brains more like Samuel No-Brains

Joe Puddy: Cause I think your smoothies suck

Both: Samuel Brains, Samuel Brains!

Joe Puddy: Guess what? All You done makes me wanna burst! And while, technically, I don't know Samuel I know he’s the worst

Ringmaster Raven: Ugh! He is so the worst, Joe.

Joe Puddy: Right? Ugh.

Ringmaster Raven: It’s unbelievable.

Joe Puddy: Stinkin’ Weasel.

Ringmaster Raven: But can ‘I’ tell you about someone who's kind of a total Samuel in my life?

Joe Puddy: Uh, okay. Sure, I'm kind of not done being mad about Samuel Brains.

Ringmaster Raven: Well it happened when I was a small bird boy

Joe Puddy: Yeah, this is not the same situation.

Ringmaster Raven: And I wanted to fit in for some joy

Joe Puddy: what happened to your parents?

Ringmaster Raven: I was framed and exiled

Joe Puddy: By who?

Ringmaster Raven: And you know what happens in the daily nest?

Joe Puddy: Oh boy.

Ringmaster Raven: I flipped when I found out that Honest Gabe is the one’s who dishonest Oh, that Honest Gabe That Honest Gabe’s a true monster in disguise And I bet that people don’t know his words are just lies Honest Gabe, Honest Gabe, Honest Gabe, Honest Gabe! Ugh, he has a dirt eating smile in the picture Maybe my lack of friends is the reason why I am a villainous vulture.

Ringmaster Raven: Ugh! Honest Gabe! Making me feel like I am the monster in town while he spread lies after he caused an arson? Ugh! He’s the worst.

Joe Puddy: Ey, excuse me.

Ringmaster Raven: Oh, right! You’re pessimistic.

Both: I feel your pain, man I'm your vindicator And we don't know

Ringmaster Raven: Honest Gabe

Joe Puddy: Samuel

Both: We just know we hate him This isn't okay, what they did would’ve cause rife

Ringmaster Raven: Let it out Mr. Puddy

Joe Puddy: *sighs* It’s just, I wanted to have a normal day in life.

This has been Rebecca’s Parody Songs, tune in next time to hear Rebecca say..

Rebecca: and that’s why Joe and Raven are my favorite poptropicans.

#Poptropica #Joe Puddy #Zomberry Island #Ringmaster Raven #Monster Carnival Island #Rebecca’s Parody Songs #Song Name: Becky Apples #Song Source: Centaurworld #parody song lyrics