#i know its been a while

[recalled11]

Journeys pt 1

Pt 2

#so sorry for the short update! #i know its been a while #ive had some rough spots with my mental health the last few weeks #but hopefully im back now! #and so are the boys! #we're starting to see more of the boys! #recalled #recalled wild #recalled flower #recalled Time #recalled Malon

[denaliwrites]

Taste of a Poison Paradise

Cale Erendreich x GN!Reader

Catch and Release Prompt: "Poison"

Summary: Cale makes himself an enemy, and you're caught in the crossfire.

Soundtrack: Toxic by Britney Spears

Requests: Open!

Warnings: It's Cale Erendreich. Poisoning. Vomiting and other effects. Torture? Maybe? Anxiety. Brief allusions to violence.

Cale liked to keep you as far from his private life as was possible for two people engaged in a romantic partnership.

So when you opened the door to find a bakery delivery truck outside, and a nondescript man standing at your door with a little treat box addressed to you from Cale, you thought nothing of it. To you, it was just a sweet, romantic gesture.

You tipped the delivery man, closed the door, and padded into your kitchen, opening the box along the way. Tucked neatly inside was a jumbo cupcake with a mountain of frosting. It was hard to see the cake part, but you thought it might be chocolate. The frosting was purple and dotted with darker specks, making you think it may be blueberry or blackberry. Though, you did live in Oregon -- maybe it was marionberry.

You hummed to yourself as you grabbed a fork and simultaneously sent Cale a thank you text. You set your phone down to take the first bite, found the flavor unique, intriguing, and unfamiliar -- so not blueberry, blackberry or marionberry -- and forgot all about your phone as you padded to the couch with your treat.

The sound of your phone going off didn't inspire you to get up from where you'd nestled into the sofa. You figured it was probably Cale responding to your text with a "you're welcome" or something. Why would he say anything else?

You polished off the last few bites of the cupcake, set the box off to the side, and curled up for a nap.

The feeling of your head gradually splitting in two stirred you, but the thing that really brought you to full alertness was that, try as you might, you just couldn't stand up. It was partly due to how heavy your limbs felt, how uncooperative they were being with your attempts to move them. But part of it was also that you were being held down by something.

"Ah-ah," a vaguely familiar voice said from above you. "Don't need you crawling off to die."

You whimpered, realization sinking in despite the exploding pain behind your eyes that you were in mortal danger. You squirmed under the boot pinning you down, but your limbs were still barely functional and the man had put far too much weight on you for you to get free on your own.

"P-please," you begged, digging your nails weakly into the floor in a sad, last ditch effort to pull yourself free.

The man above you tsked, pressing down harder. With your oxygen nearly cut off, you gasped desperately, your clawing growing frantic. You weren't sure what was happening -- somewhere between your head being on fire and your lungs being unable to take in any air, your heart started pounding and your stomach started roiling.

You were still gasping as your body suddenly and aggressively expelled the contents of your stomach, and you continued to gasp afterwards. Anything just for a bit of air, despite the pain you were starting to feel everywhere.

The man didn't let up -- though you noticed that every so often he put even more pressure on your body, cutting off your air entirely. He waited until you were close to losing consciousness before easing the pressure, just enough to let you get enough air to stay conscious.

"Please," you kept begging, and he kept ignoring you.

It didn't take long to notice that the pains throughout your body were getting worse, too. Your head now felt like it was going to explode, and your stomach was tearing itself apart. You weren't sure what was doing it, but your vision was starting to swim, too. And it was getting harder and harder -- so damn hard -- to keep yourself in the moment. Your mind kept drifting, getting lost in some kind of haze (presumably) caused by the pain and oxygen deprivation.

You could hear a phone buzzing.

The man finally released you, and as he walked towards the kitchen you scrabbled onto your hands and knees, gulping in air so quickly that it caused you to vomit again -- or maybe that was the pain in your gut, still. It was so hard to tell where one thing ended and the others began.

"Ah, Cale. Sorry, the person you are trying to reach can't come to the phone right now," the man said into your phone.

"I swear to God --" Cale's voice pierced the following silence.

You called out for him, voice weak but audible -- just enough, at least, for you to know he heard you.

The way he said your name broke your heart.

"If you hurt--"

"It's a little late for that," your captor said, looking down at you boredly. "Pitiful, really. Didn't know you were into weaklings, buddy."

There was a frustrated growl on the other end. "I'll kill you."

"If you can catch me."

With that, the man hung up and threw your phone across the room. The sound it made as it crashed into the wall made you jump.

"Where were we?" the man asked, coming back to kneel at your side. "Right. You were dying. Could you get on with that? I've got places to be."

As if on cue, you retched again, and all but collapsed into the mess. Your body was weakening by the second -- what had he done to you, anyway?

"Belladonna," he said, as if reading your poor addled brain. "Deadly nightshade. Highly toxic. Nausea, vomiting, headache, delirium... eventually shock, and then death. How many boxes you got ticked down there?"

All you could manage by way of an answer was a pathetic moan.

"Mmm," he hummed thoughtfully. "Seems you've got most of them, then."

He stepped away from you, circling. Watching. Waiting for you to die. Or maybe just for you to go into shock -- there probably wouldn't be much help for you after that, regardless of what happened from that point forward.

You were already halfway there -- a number of your symptoms could just as well be from shock as from poisoning.

Death was quickly coming to claim you -- the fight to stay awake was growing more and more difficult. The only breaths you could take were rapid and wheezing pants, which slowly but surely depleted your oxygen. Your body was still trying to retch, though now not even bile remained in your stomach, so all you could do was dry heave in between your spurts of panicked breathing.

You were dying.

Graciously, your mind allowed you one last comfort as you reached the end.

Cale came storming in, his eyes locked on you even as he clashed with your killer. You couldn't keep track of the fight, eyes bleary and mind too far gone to focus even for a moment. You were only distantly aware of things -- shouting, cursing, the splatter of blood over your face and back.

And then, blessedly, the world was still. Calm.

Your body moved, seemingly of its own accord. Slowly, you realized there were arms picking you up. Carrying you.

A comforting voice whispered to you that everything would be okay. You believed it as you finally lost the fight, succumbing to the pain and overwhelming need to sleep.

Waking up was an affair, yet again. You still felt heavy, still had some lingering pain. But you were much more comfortable this time around -- there was a bed under you, for starters. And though you could feel wires and tubes and machines attached to you, as you became more aware of your surroundings, you suspected that one of the tubes attached to you was funneling a pretty potent painkiller into your bloodstream. Definitely something that numbed everything.

Beside you, sleeping form half on the bed and half in the most uncomfortable chair you'd ever seen, sat Cale.

You didn't have the heart to wake him.

Luckily, the nurse who'd noticed your vital signs changing did.

"Mr. Erendreich," she said in a voice that was way too chipper for the moment. He stirred, as if by instinct. "Someone's come back."

That worked like a shot of adrenaline straight to the heart. He bolted upright, eyes on you and taking you in. Ignoring the nurse as she set about her task of making sure everything with you was as it should be -- at least in terms of recovery -- he leaned forward and pulled you into a passionate kiss.

"Never fucking die on me again," he sighed as he pressed his forehead to yours.

You were surprised to feel something wet drop onto your cheek.

"I died?"

"Only for a few seconds," he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "In the ambulance on the way here. They managed to bring you back -- thank God."

You whimpered as he peppered more kisses to various points of your face.

"What about -- the -- him?" you asked carefully, blinking up at Cale worriedly.

"He broke into our home and tried to kill you," Cale said calmly, comfortingly. "I was well within my legal right to use deadly force."

Relief flooded you.

"You saved me."

He kissed the top of your head before pulling away, offering you a charming smile. "And I always will."

#cale erendreich x reader #cale erendreich x you #bad samaritan fic #bad samaritan fanfiction #cale erendreich fic #cale erendreich fanfiction #david tennant #denali strikes again #catch and release prompt #everyone say “thank you raz” for the idea #did you miss cale everyone #i know its been a while

[milksakex]

#I know its been a while #but heres the finished product #fnaf security breach #do not claim as your own #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #fnaf marionette

[lestersglitterglue]

How has everyone been?

#selfie #photo post #pic post #filter #me #myself #i #snap filter #mine #snap #i know its been a while #Spotify

[nin-deer]

ive been waiting for oshi no ko to come out so ive been rewatching the trailers

and the comments are all "oh wow im so excited for this totally wholesome anime :))))"

because

it is totally a wholesome anime that is coming out very soon and you should watch it :)

#oshi no ko #sadkljfhaskldjfh; #i snicker every time #anyways im working on stuff dw #i know its been a while #but its a long fic and i havent done one of those in a while

[non-stop-imagines]

Hey girl, hope you’re alright!

Hi!! I'm doing fine. The last couple of weeks at work have kicked my butt. Hopefully it all calms down soon, though. But just trying to relax while also realizing I have to try and take the steps to apply for grad school (again 😔).

I hope you're doing good, anon baby!! 😚😚 And everyone that does see this I hope you've been alright. Eating, drinking your water, getting your sleep, taking care of yourselves mentally. 🤍

I've been trying to get SOMETHING out for you guys, I promise! I just keeping hitting a wall whenever I go to open up my drafts. I've been adding things to one of the Fernando fics so I can give you guys a preview of one of those, but in terms of full fic, I just need to focus on the Charles one. I'm, like 90% positive that once I get one fic out, it'll be a chain reaction and ideas will just flow out of me like a waterfall (theoretically). 😁

I love you guys, and I just wanted to let you all know I'm still here. 💖

#anon #check in #love you guys #i know its been a while #sowwy 😗👉🏿👈🏿 #💖

[she-wears-glasses]

Secret Societal Majority Unpopular Opinions No One Wants to Admit to 1

A piece of paper stating our commitment to

each other is

significant to me, and that

action is more meaningful to me than

words.

I want to be married for love and

I want a family and kids.

Commitment

is more meaningful than

love because

standing by someone even when they’re

driving you crazy and you’re both

struggling to

get by together is

love.

#writerscreed #poeticstories #poetry #poetry on tumblr #poem #poems #poems on tumblr #writing #writing on tumblr #my poems #my poem #my poetry #my writing #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #i know its been a while #im alive #im just stressed

[jojolavache713]

David 7, Trexel Geistman and Hartro Piltz are the OG Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss prove me wrong!!!

#stellar firma #i know its been a while #But I just finished it #fiction podcast #david 7 #trexel geistman #hartro piltz

[bardicindignation]

Laura. Laura you had pass without a trace for so long as Vex. It lasts for a goddamn hour

#critical role #cr spoilers #i know its been a while

[duender-writes]

Harry nO-

Tom takes a long shower. He makes sure to scrub under his nails, this time. He washes his face once, twice, thrice. He tries to wash away the monster in his eyes, too, but that’s a much harder task. It’s a shower long enough that Harry has probably forgotten about his existence.

Well, that’s the thought that floats in his head until Harry comes banging on the bathroom door.

New chapter of Harry nO-!

#murderer roommate #tomarry #harry potter #fanfic #tomarry fic #i know its been a while #....sorry? #imma just go into my hidey hole again but i hope you like it!

[pixelatedrose]

*Pokes blog* so are we alive at all?

#i literally don’t even remember my talking tag #i know its been a while #but a lot has been happening in my life #kinda miss you lot #sorry i fell off the face of the earth #i don’t even have like much content to share with you #a couple of unfinished artworks and maybe a short story or two about my d&d campaigns #maybe a few about my actual life too if anyone cares to pry lmao #i definitely think I'm gonna try and post more often now though #cause i miss talking out into the void #i miss being an actual person on here and not just an apologetic artist once every couple of months and a silent reblogger #so yeah #just saying hi

[tibalt-the-fineblooded]

What would a mirror universe versions of your oc be like?

I'm gunna guess you're referring to the Star Trek mirror verse?

Ceral is really the only one I can properly address in this situation, as he's changed so much since his initial idea. His mirror version would honestly be what his original style was. He's currently got a found family, home with workshop, pet dragon and a partner. He's grown a lot and actually has things to look forward to. His first design was much darker, much more violent and actively disposed of people. He's currently in a place where he can get access to any atmospheric records he'd want to supplement his own findings on a plane. The mirror would just find people who know the info and take it from their memories, possibly killing them in the process. So while they still have the same interests and motives, the methods are completely different.

#tibalt the fire #fanwalkers #ceral redd #i know its been a while #im so sorry

[watchingwisteria]

listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded psychopath happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.

#seeing some discourse and im not saying lucy grey didnt know #im saying she never dropped the kind of hints that she knew like she did in the movie #or if she did snow isnt worried about them until he very suddenly is consumed by them #snow is not concerned about whether or not she believed him. of course she did! hes snow! #but then shes gone…. for a while…… #and its the sudden immediate drastic unravelling that comes across so clearly in the book #that i knew wouldn’t translate to screen yet still cant help but miss #the hunger games #coriolanus snow #tbosas #lucy gray baird #not a crime or anything just a note that i cannot stop thinking about #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #this is all from memory of reading it quite a while ago. so maybe 3 pages is an exaggeration #but i remember it happening VERY quickly and without much external cause #like we as the reader have no indication as to whether shes nearby or not. #snow has no idea either. he just SUSPECTS. and his suspicion breeds the hatred that has been bubbling inside him all this time #he hates how she undoes him. he hates that he WOULD run away with her if shed let him keep his secrets #and he HATES more than anything that she makes him WANT to tell his secrets #he wants to be vulnerable and reveal the ugly nasty parts about himself and still be loved #but he does not let himself and it is everyone’s downfall #he chooses cruelty bc it is easy and familiar and makes him feel more powerful than the vulnerable give and take that real love requires

[pencilscratchins]

atla renaissance pt 3 calls to me like a siren

#back to my roots #atla #zuko #sokka #toph #avatar the last airbender #avatar #to everyone arguing whether or not it’s accurate to say they do have ODS consider a few things #a) it’s a joke i made while high #b) toph wouldn’t care she would just say shit to piss them off because she’s 12 #c) maybe welcome joy into your life. consider taking even a second of a break from whatever compels you to ruin my desire to post #and just chill. because this is and has never been that deep #art #my art #my fan art #fan art #is this the last thing i ever post on tumblr? who knows #im high and its 2am lets get wild

[pbnmj]

it’s important to me that peter and co always have their bank accounts in the negatives . like it is fundamental that spider-man is broke

#peter parker #ben reilly #kaine parker #miles morales #i dont care what marvel editorial is doing with the clones btw. they are my barbie dolls #spider-man #marvel #spiderman #my art #pavitr and miles next. i have bullied peter for far too long i have to set my sights on other spiders #ALSO FINALLY HANDED IN MY COURSEWORK I CAN BE SOOOO SICK ABOUT SPIDERMAN BEGINNING TODAY!!!!!!! #well . its been going for a while but i mean i can draw a little more often #i have other uni obligations but at least possibly i can start reading and understanding comicsverse spiderman. #instead of ya know. cobbling together what i know from mutuals and tvtropes

[scribblescrabbledepartment]

fishes for the homos i mean homies

[ID: nine fish with collaged scales of different colored and patterned paper, each with glittery fins.]

#collage #only like 4.5 people have confirmed that they got these but its been like 2 weeks since i mailed them #so id certainly Hope im not spoiling anything by this point #i gotta keep lists whenever i mail stuff bc i got 9 people i mail #so i gotta keep lists of who said 'oh i got a thing' so i know when theyre all at their destination #course some people dont say anything #which is fine #they dont know i have a list #once its been a while i just assume & hope everything made it where its supposed to be