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a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all · 2 years

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Whumptober 2022: 16. "No One's Coming" Fandom: Batman, Batfamily, Batfam Word Count: 486 TW: Angst, Left for Dead, Hopelessness, Mentions of Kidnapping/ Beatin, Bomb, Ambiguous Ending Notes: Thank you to @lorecraft and @loverhymeswith for looking this over for me! 💖

There is no hope of escape. You know that. After all, this isn’t the first time the Joker has done this. He had already conducted this method of kidnapping, beating, and leaving for dead before with spectacular results. It wasn’t any failure on his part that Jason had been brought back to life.

Your brother had told you in hushed whispers late one night after his third glass of whiskey what it had been like. Sitting there, watching the clock on the bomb as the remaining moments of his life slowly tick, tick, ticked away right before his eyes. The anguish of knowing that no one was coming for him and that he was going to die, alone and afraid.

He had tried to fight, to find a way out, but sometimes there just wasn’t one. And for him, that was the worst part. Knowing what was about to happen, knowing there was no hope for rescue, and knowing there was nothing he could do to stop it. He had spent his last seconds in that warehouse completely hopeless and resigned to his demise.

And now, you are in the exact same situation. Left in this storage unit, wounded, and tied to a chair with nothing around except the bomb that is slowly sealing your fate with every passing second. Yet while Jason had been given a second chance after his death, there would be no Lazarus pit for you, no life-giving fix-it to reverse your destiny. No. Miracles like that didn’t happen twice.

As the clock in front of you enters the final minute of its countdown, you wonder if anyone has even noticed you are missing yet. It’s only been a few hours since the Joker grabbed you and it wasn’t uncommon for you to turn off your comms while on solo patrol. You preferred the calming sounds of the city to your brothers’ arguing in your ear. But now, you would give anything to hear that sound again, just one last time.

Ten seconds left. Nothing to do but wait and watch.

…. 9

…. 8

…. 7

…. 6

That’s when you hear it. As you watch the 6 shift effortlessly to a 5, you are alerted to their voices down the hall.

…. 4

Your family found you after all! You feel a wave of relief course through your veins as you hear Jason, Dick, and Bruce all calling your name. They are desperate to find you in time…. but there isn’t enough time.

…. 3

If you call out to them now, you'll only draw them closer to the blast, closer to danger. But if you remain quiet and do not alert them to your presence, there’s a chance they’ll be far enough away to be safe.

…. 2

…. 1

Jason had been wrong. It was better to die without that last useless spark of hope.

…. 0.

Taglist: @nik2blog, @dumb-fawkin-bitch, @lolzghost, @thefictionalcharacterssimp, @venomsvl, @sugarysweetsandpainfulteeth, @your-friendly-neighborhood-al, @hellfire-fan-club

#whumptober #whumptober 2022 #whumptober2022 #drabble #no.16 #no one's coming #batman #batfam #batfamily #batsis #batfamily x batsis #jason todd #red hood #dc #dc x reader #angst #left for dead tw #hopelessness tw #bomb tw

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lunarcrown · 1 year

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Hello? Sudden Ethubs angst in your Etho design made me ajdnfnksfe the fact that he walked in after impulse gave Bdubs the clock. And that he immediately thought about Bdubs when Cleo jokingly asked if he could use another teammate. I'm scrambling for crumbs but it's there... I could feel it...

YESSS I’m gonna have 2 buckle down and finish my impulse design so I can draw the annnngst

I just can imagine etho strolling up, clock in hand, and spots impulse and bdubs talking and he ducks behind a tree…hears the exchange and shoves the clock in his pocket 😭 ( I’m such a fool, he tells himself )

literally on impulses POV u can see him coming out from behind the tree and my brain was COOKIN!!!! And then he tries to talk to bdubs and gets yelled at and realistically he was purposefully being annoying to bother bdubs but WHAT IF—- he was trying to just…speak to him a little, maybe unravel his tangled thoughts by getting back to typical lighthearted banter, and after he got yelled at he clammed up and felt a lil hurt which is why he was like “nvm it’s nothin” afterrrrrr :,,,,,,,,0

And then the Cleo thing YEAH HE WAS SO QUICK to be like “OH FOR BDUBS?????!!!!!!!!” That man will tell himself all day and night that he’s definitely not pining for that comfort of the cozy nights in the snow fort so long ago……..but WE KNOW

#I need to go to bed but this is rotating in my mind like rotisserie #minetalk #limited life spoilers #just in case #moonspeak #ethubs

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a-reader-and-a-writer · 2 years

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Whumptober 2022: 16. "No One's Coming" Fandom: Batman, Batfamily, Batfam Word Count: 486 TW: Angst, Left for Dead, Mentions of Kidnapping/ Beating, Hopelessness, Bomb, Ambiguous Ending Notes: Thank you to @lorecraft and @loverhymeswith for looking this over for me! 💖

Ten seconds left. Nothing to do but wait and watch.

…. 9

…. 8

…. 7

…. 6

That’s when you hear it. As you watch the 6 shift effortlessly to a 5, you are alerted to their voices down the hall.

…. 4

…. 3

…. 2

…. 1

Jason had been wrong. It was better to die without that last useless spark of hope.

…. 0.

Taglist: @loverhymeswith, @babblydrabbly, @11thstreetvigilante, @merlehs, @sunshineflowerchild789, @pansexualwitchwhoneedstherapy, @schaarfyx, @happinessricardotapia, @blue-aconite

#whumptober #whumptober2022 #whumptober 2022 #drabble #no.16 #no one's coming #batman #batfam #batfamily #batsis #batfamily x batsis #jason todd #red hood #dc #dc x reader #angst #left for dead tw #hopelessness tw #bomb tw

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moonsdv · 2 years

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pairing: sam sdv/reader !! :~)

warnings: slightly suggestive?? not really, and like one line hinting to use of alcohol. also it’s just cheesy .. sorry

SOOO quick note this is like my first writing ever posted on here so pls don’t judge me. i am a victim of local puppy sunshine angel boy sam & couldn’t stop thinking about that dialogue he has about forgetting things .. idk why it’s so endearing to me. So i spewed this out .. it’s not my best because i’m rushing out to work right now but i do have more fics that i’m working on and will post soon and i promise they’ll be much better!! let me know what u think :0)

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Lazy afternoons always start the same, Sam grumbling from beneath the bedsheets - feeling the gentle prickling of his golden locks against the skin of your neck.

The night prior, which had bled into the early hours of the morning had been all flushed cheeks and drunken sweaty kisses and giggling like teenagers had clearly taken its toll on him, evident by the fact that the clocks hand was grazing 2pm and his eyes were still half shut. You could still feel the ghost of his fingers burning into the flesh of your hips and with a smile you grabbed his hand, intending to lace his fingers with your own until you spotted a thin red thread, carelessly, nearly slipping off, even; but there all the same - wrapped around his pinky.

“Sammy.”

“Mhm?”

“S’this…?”

It hadn’t been something you’d noticed in the midst of your night out - whether distracted by your friends at the saloon or too tipsy to see it you couldn’t remember. But his sleepy eyes opened at your gentle tug on the thread, and he smiled so softly the butterflies in your tummy found their wings and fluttered all the way to your chest.

“Hafta-… Hafta go to Pierre’s. For ma. I’ll forget if I don’t have a reminder like that, y’know?” His words are slurred from tiredness still having a hold on him, accent thicker than usual - something he’d borrowed from his father.

You hum in response, completely endeared by his action and let your mind wonder how many times he’d done this before. It wasn’t anything special of course, but when you pictured him sat contently cross legged on your shared bed, cute tongue poking out from his lips in concentration as he tied the knot around his slender finger, you couldn’t help but coo at him.

Sam had shifted closer, bare chest pressed firmly against your own just the way he loved as he stared down at you quizzically. You smiled and pulled the thread off his pinky only to take his ring finger and wrap it around, sealing the deal with a kiss on his knuckle.

“Should tie one here,” You giggle, “So you don’t forget me.”

He scoffed lovingly and teasingly pinched your waist, “Really think that’s possible, angel?” a faint blush growing on his cheeks as your metaphor wasn’t lost on him.

Before you can say anything else he’s leaning backwards, body twisted awkwardly as his long arms just manage to reach into the open drawer of your bedside table - grabbing another thread from his stash and wordlessly taking your hand, tying it loosely around your own ring finger. His hair had flopped over his eyes with all his rustling and with your free hand you pushed it back, quickly kissing his nose - heart soaring when it scrunched up and he giggled sleepily at you.

“There.” He had copied you, kissing your knuckle when he’d finished, allowing his touch linger for a few seconds before letting go. “Y’cant forget me either.” He sighed and shifted his gaze to you, bumping his nose against yours and finding the dip of your back with his hands, drawing aimless patterns into your skin.

“Those’ll be real someday. Swear.”

#sam sdv #sam sdv x reader #sdv x reader #stardew valley #stardew valley fic #sdv fic #sam stardew valley

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motzgurke · 2 years

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Seasons change

Needed to write something because his goddam puppy eyes in the last chapter are stuck on my mind. Just some thoughts about his progress throughout the story

Words: ~2700

Fluff, comfort

You moaned tiredly as a soft touch on your cheek woke you slowly from the land of dreams. As your eyes blinked open your gaze met the mismatched orbs of your boyfriend illuminated by the silver moonlight shining through a gap between your curtains. The soft light accentuated his round cheeks and the dual-colored silky strands framing his gentle expression. You returned the small smile he blessed you with and yawned again, delicately stretching your limbs beneath your blanket. “Hey”, you whispered and cupped his hand still stroking your cheek with your own, relishing in the soft feeling of their warmth.

“Hello, love”, Shoto answered quietly and watched in awe as you snuggled further into his touch, “I’m sorry for waking you up.” You took a deep breath and then slowly sat up in your bed, drawing him up with you as you kept his hand in yours. With a small shake of your head, you dismissed his apologetic gaze. “It’s fine, but why are you up? How late is it?”, you asked and turned to the clock on your nightstand, reading 0:14 AM. As you glanced back at him, one eyebrow drawn up in confusion, you noticed a tinge of pink on his cheekbones, his free hand rising to comb through his unruly hair, “I couldn’t sleep and thought you might take a walk with me?” He seemed a bit shy as you responded with a short laugh, pulling the blankets from your legs. For someone who was usually easy to fall asleep and hard to wake up, Shoto seemed awfully energetic in the middle of the night, the only indication that he had indeed tried to do so were a few stray strands of red and white pointing in random directions.

Carefully your reached up and evened a few of the hairs out, gaining you a pleased purr from your boyfriend. Sometimes your heart felt like exploding when he was this cute, so different from when you had first met him at the beginning of your U.A. career. You had to admit that the first thing you thought about him was what an arrogant rich bastard he probably was, at least that was what you had figured after he had ignored every attempt of indulging him into a friendly conversation. He was powerful, handsome, and intelligent, to be fair he still is, but at that time this seemed to be enough to make him think he wouldn’t need anyone, least of all someone like a friend. But since the sports festival, Shoto had changed so much, opening up and making friends at some point, he had even apologized to you for his rude behavior and from there you two had grown closer and closer, ultimately resulting in your current relationship.

You couldn’t be happier. As time passed you had learned that Shoto was the kindest person you had ever met, silently caring and protecting others without a second thought, smart but dumb at the same time with his lack of social skills that had made you laugh more than once. When you started dating you sometimes had the feeling that you were slowing him down, preventing him from going on his own adventures, making his own mistakes by binding him to you, but along the way, he had more than once reassured you that he enjoyed the time with you. “You’re not slowing me down. If it wasn’t for your guiding hand I probably would have missed so many things already.”

The memory of the day kept your heart warm, despite the disturbing thoughts that had sometimes crossed your mind. And since the war had started, destroying the faith in the society and sowing doubt and fear in the people, it was one of the few things that kept you going, overcoming the struggles you were put through and the fact that Shoto was by your side no matter what made you believe in a bright future.

You were so lost in thought that you hadn’t noticed how you were already standing next to him, not till he draped his jacket over your shoulder did your mind set back into reality.

“Something on your mind?”, Shoto asked with worry written over his features and you answered with a pleasant smile leaning back against his chest. “You. You are always on my mind”, you teased and turned your head to plant a gentle kiss on his jaw, sending a delightful shiver down his spine before you turned back to open the door. As Shoto tried to calm his beating heart you carefully tip-toed through the dorm halls until you reached the entrance and closed the door behind you.

The night was chilly and you pulled his jacket closer around your shivering form, but as usual, Shoto was instantly by your side intertwining your fingers to share his warmth with you. It still didn’t sit right with you to abuse his quirk like this, but you had learned your lesson after countless arguments in which he reassured you that he wanted to do it and he actually enjoyed keeping you close to him. Some people might mistake his behavior for possessiveness but actions like this were Shoto’s way of showing his affection. He wasn’t good with words, and instead settled for smaller but meaningful touches, which reminded him of the days his mother used to hold him when he was upset and wanted to recreate the embrace that had protected him from breaking apart during his darkest hours.

The campus was unusually quiet as you walked down the path hands joined and slightly swinging with your movement. In between the ruins of a once lively and bright city, it wasn’t possible to see anything but the black ceiling above, but these days where the lights have long gone out and the people were seeking shelter in the hero schools across the country the nights have become quiet and lonely. Despite the bone-crushing happenings you couldn’t help but admire the sky above, brighter than ever as millions of stars were visible for the first time in forever, the artificial lights had blocked them out for so long that a glistening ceiling like this felt more like a dream than reality. But maybe this dream was what the people needed, seeing that despite the chaos raging outside the U.A. walls there was still something beautiful, something to fill their hearts with joy, even if it was just a tiny glimmer of hope.

“I never thought I could miss something like the sky. I had always taken it for granted and now it feels like the first time I’m actually looking at it”, you admitted and let out the breath you didn’t realize you were holding. The battles had taken a toll on you, on everyone, and since the situation had settled down a bit you had started to ask yourself what other wonders you had missed in your life. Shoto seemed to agree with you as you felt him squeeze your hand gently. The way his eyes were fixed on the ground made him look like he wanted to say something but wasn’t sure if he should, so you leaned closer. “What is troubling you?”, you asked and leaned closer waiting for him to find the right words.

His eyes darted back and forth, expression changing so fast that you weren’t sure what he was thinking right now, but somehow despite his inner turmoil, Shoto held onto the peace he had found along the way. You had been so worried after the Dabi-Toya incident, fearing what it might have done to his fragile feelings, but against all odds after a short amount of time he had seemed to cope, no, he seemed to have calmed down even more. The new shine in his eyes had caught you off guard, while everybody else was drowning in self-doubt, Shoto had found a new will to fight. His eyes slowly drifted up to the sky, features softening even more as he dreamily stared at the glistening stars above. “I thought this sky was mocking me. The moon and stars shining so easily while down below the world was dying”, his face scrunched in agony and your heart skipped a beat.

His expression reminded you so much of the day you saw him sitting in the hospital bed, severely burned by his brother’s flames that you immediately stopped in your tracks and turned in front of him, throwing your arms over his shoulders until you were pressed flush against him. The tears you chocked back were the same as that day, you had felt so powerless while Shoto had to put up with a wave of despair, drowning in a flood of emotions he didn’t know he was able to feel. If it wasn’t for the arrival of his family and the kind words of his mother you wouldn’t have known what you were supposed to do. You had comforted him before, but the exhaustion had made you vulnerable enough that you hadn’t been able to catch yourself, lest him from falling.

On that day you had met Rei Todoroki for the first time. To your sheer surprise, she hadn’t said a single word instead she had rushed over to her son in your arms and without hesitation had pulled the both of you into her soft embrace. Instantly the trembling in your body died away as you froze on the spot, despite her cool touch it was the most comforting hug you had ever received, the image you had of her vanished and left the picture of a loving mother. If this was the feeling she ignited in Shoto you understood why he cherished her so much.

When she had pulled away slightly you looked at her dumbfounded, releasing your tight hold on Shoto to let him turn to his mother. Rei had the softest smile as she stopped you from leaving his side, holding your hand while the other ruffled his dual-colored hair. “You must be the one Shoto had told me about in his letters. Thank you for being with my son.”

A long talk followed when Fuyumi and Natsuo joined the three of you. Without a doubt, they had included you in their familiarity, the pressure of the situation clearly visible on their expressions but they still shared their thoughts with you, showing how much they cared despite the rumors picturing them as a broken family. And somehow they were, it was obvious how each of them carried their own package, but at the same time, they seemed to have grown with their hurt, carrying on to reach their desired future. It was inspiring to see them interact, treating you like a part of the family had you in tears.

It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but the thought that Shoto had such lovely people caring for him, released a lot of weight from your shoulders. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to care about him, but working through both your troubles had taken its toll on you, now that you knew he would always be in good hands, the worries in your heart subsided.

The fact that his distressed expression had returned to his face caught you by surprise and you had acted on instinct, your touch was one of the few things that would always help steady him. Even more surprising was that when he pulled back enough to look into your eyes he was not the slightest bit disturbed, instead, a soft smile was adorning his lips, eyes hooded with pure fondness. “Thank you so much”, he whispered and leaned in, placing a tender kiss on your forehead. Meanwhile one of his hands found a spot on your waist, rubbing circles on your squishy flesh while the other held your face, thumb tracing the curve of your cheekbone. “Sometimes I don’t understand how I deserve you.”

You stiffened, “Shoto…” But before you could start to scold him he guided one of your hands to his scarred cheek, turning it slightly in his hold to kiss your palm. “I know”, was everything he said, but the look in his eyes made your heart flutter. He seemed so confident in his feelings, totally different from a few weeks before, a new light shining in his eyes. In just a few weeks he had changed again, getting impossibly gentler in his interactions and opening up more and more. You were impressed how he was able to grow so much from the terrors he had faced, turning the downs up and walking further ahead with even more conviction.

The confusion must have been written obviously on your face as the heavenly sound of his voice reached your ears, “Did I say something?” His now again serious demeanor shook you even more, the person in front of you looked like Shoto but his aura was so different. “Are you really Shoto?”, you whispered and immediately clasped your hands over your mouth in embarrassment. You felt kind of rude to question his newfound confidence like that and turned your gaze down to your feet, “I’m sorry.”

He chuckled and your cheeks flared up with the realization of how easy he had laughed, it had always been a rare sight and you had treasured every single one of the few memories you had of him doing so. But the sound of his chuckle was so carefree and gentle that your heart went into overdrive. “Are you not feeling well? Your cheeks are burning”, he stated and that is when you lost it, bursting out in laughter as tears ran down your cheeks.

Shoto was more than confused by your weird change in behavior, but as he heard your lovely voice he just relished in the sound and patiently waited for you to calm down. It has been so long since he had last seen you so happy, that he couldn’t bring himself to stop you on his own. The guilt of burdening you with his struggles had been gnawing at him for ages, but with time he had discovered that you genuinely cared enough about him to aid him with your possibilities. Not once had you asked for something in return, rather giving than receiving, so these seconds when he was able to make you happy, even if it was just as simple as keeping you warm while he made you walk through a cold night or make you laugh with his denseness, he made sure to do so.

You had become his safe heaven and if Shoto could wish for only one thing in this world, it was to be yours. Your place to come home to, your person to draw your beautiful smiles out. Whenever he was stuck on the ground you pulled him up, showing him the beauty of the blue ceiling called sky he wouldn’t have spared a single thought before and whenever you risked flying too high, he was already there to catch you. Shoto wasn’t sure if it was okay to feel so many things for a single person, but you had taught him so much and still are, that he couldn’t care less if someone thought ill of it.

When your laughter died down, you saw Shoto gazing up again, then his mismatched eyes shifted to you, filled with affection a thousand words couldn’t describe. “I had taken the sky for granted too”, his serious tone drew your attention to him, “I didn’t understand how something so simple can make you feel so much.” Your eyes turned up again but focused on the reflection of the stars in his eyes.

No, this definitely wasn’t the Shoto you had met months ago, the Shoto that was cold and unyielding, eyes filled with burning hatred while he relentlessly pushed himself forward.

This was a new Shoto, a caring, gentle soul, becoming a hero to protect. Still reaching for his goals, but accepting that it’s okay to take a break to heal his wounds and that it’s okay to accept help, who knew that small things are enough to change a person, who now could cry and laugh and cherish without hesitation.

Both, you and he knew that the battle was far from over. There were still so many problems to solve, the first one rescuing his brother from his despair, but if you were sure of one thing then it was that this new Shoto would be strong enough to do so.

And when the seasons change, you would still be by his side because together, there wasn’t a sky you couldn’t reach.

#mha #bnha #mha shoto #shoto todoroki #shoto x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto fluff #shoto comfort #manga spoilers

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pruszided · 11 months

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Uh oh, what is this?

It's an England AU, that's inspired by this version of Neru's Tokyo Teddy Bear. Oh, and I have a "sketch" picture as well.

The drawing with motives and the AU explained:

Basically, the music is about to change the situation the singer is in. It's not explained how though, we can think of several possibilities. The lyrics gave me this idea, the suffering, and the determined decide of end it all. Positive, right?

Okay, the motives, there are numerous of them. Let's start with the ground, from left to right. Yep, bloody tissues, some bandage, a math test (grade: 1/F), and poppy flowers in a broken vase. Poppy flowers' meaning is consolation, on the drawing the consolation is death. Then some cones broken apart. Cones' meaning is life, on the drawing it symbolizes the life's shattering, as the cones are broken apart.

The background has several items, the closer part to the ground. First, the rubbish, with bunch of crumpled papers. I do that, when I'm unsatisfied with something really bad. Then a cupboard, with chess figures, from down to up is pawn, knight, bishop, rook, king and finally queen. It symbolizes a hierarchy stuff. And why is queen upper than king? Well, king is a weak figure, I mean, the queen is much more cooler. England thinks so here, he's rebelling against the system we have (I mean, some people will still be the most precious ones, even when others do much more than them). Then, a drawer that's capsizes. The cones are falling from this drawer. On the top, is a knife, stabbed in the drawer.

Upper background is simple. There's a desk, what every kid has, England does as well. Upper is a telephone in a pocket of a writing that says "Bye". In the original clip, Rin types her farewell in her phone, so in the AU, England did it too. The right side has a poster of a human skull. It symbolizes death. A counting can be seen on the wall, it counts until 5, and a clock that shows 0:00.

The window part is actually easy too. A pine, where the cones are from, and the moon, that gives light in the night. From a physical view, the structure of the window is messed up, but I wanted to make it big, because the kid will jump out from it. Yeah.

And the main figure. He stands rigid, his expression doesn't represents his feelings. His gaze is more sarcastic, but he feels more uncertain about his life, unloved and unsatisfied sentiments are going in him. His clothing is sewed at some parts, the sewing's colour is red, like a scar that won't stop bleeding. He holds a scissor, refering the "I'll find some tougher scissors; And cut out my face" part. His legs are also having some wounds, those are patched.

He holds a Teddy Bear, that representates the singer, here it does it with England. The Teddy is bleeding too, and has sewings, but his head is like having a missing piece of brain, refering to the "Tell me I don't need anything but my brain" part of the song.

Explaining the base TTB England AU:

As I said, he is a kid, 13-14 years around. Arthur wasn't a compeletly normal kid, not then and now. He is a bit schizophrenic, I mean, he sees the flying mint bunny, and some dark shadows sometimes. Normally, he only senses his Teddy speaing to him.

His life was a bit tough. He has a brother, Scott (Scotland) and a sister, Diana (Nyo! Wales). His parents had a good relationship, until they divorced (refering to the falling of the British Empire). Arthur and his siblings started to got always switched between the parents.

The divorce was in the 7-8 years of Arthur, so he didn't really understood what happened. It was surely hard for him, because his grades started to be worse than expected. Then teachers and parents get unsatisfied, and tried to "motivate" Arthur to get better. This was the time when he started to feel unsatisfaction.

Until 13 years, he tried extremely hard. Everyone loved him because of the intelligence he had. He still felt unsatisfied though, so he worked more and more to be better, and being the best.

At 14 years old, he wanted to try something; If he's so intelligent and logical, as everyone told him, he should be able to solve a logical mathematical question, right? So he didn't learned and paid enough attention at mathematic class, so his test became a big 1/F. All the gazes with hatred, from the parents, the dissapontment in the eyes of teachers, the surprised look by his classmates. He managed to think that, because of these actions..That everyone lied to him. No one respected him really, they just passed responsibility on him. This is the time when he started to feel brutally unloved.

He needed to express himself, though he didn't wanted to do it. As early as he could, he found his Teddy bear from his childhood. A beautiful icebear without any damage from the outer world.. He saw his childhood himself in it. But he grew up, so the Teddy has to grow up as well. Arthur harmed himself through the Teddy, that was the first time when he heard the Teddy speaking to him. He stopped, just to listen what the Teddy says. Then, they got used to harm "each other" then talking about literally anything that came to mind.

Then Teddy once came up with the idea.. If no one respects Arthur.. Wouldn't it be easier for him to just end it all? Aand, that was before the drawing's happens.

Yeah. I have happy thoughts, right? But nah, if you have some better idea to the AU, please, tell me! I'm always all ears ^^

#aph england #arthur kirkland #aph england au #ttb au #ttb au england #tokyo teddy bear

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nintendont2502 · 1 year

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Got tagged in this by @laivanfurroo !

Hot or cold shower - hot all the way. I refuse to step foot into a cold shower (in the middle of summer ill occasionally (very reluctantly) have a cold shower but it just doesn't feel the same. Can you really call it a shower if the walls aren't steaming up to draw on?)

Texting or calling - texting texting texting 100%. I *hate* talking out loud, and I'm also just. Incredibly bad at forming my thoughts into coherent words and then getting those words out semi-coherently so it's a lot easier to text. Plus when I'm texting I can do my. Fucked up punctuation,,, or Capitalise Important Words, or do this B3c 0-0 (and also I can add in extra random thoughts/tangents in text)

Earbuds or headphones - I got a pair of noise cancelling headphones for my birthday and I feel wrong not having them around my neck at all times. Earbuds just hurt my ears and usually fall out anyway (plus with headphones you can block out other sounds/people)

Paperback or hardcover - honestly I'm not sure if I have a preference? Most of my physical books are Paperback since they're cheaper, and they are a lot easier to carry around, but I love how important a hardcover feels. I'd say Paperback for regular books and hardcover for important books (but I read most of my books digitally anyway lmaoo)

Matte or gel - uh. Yes

Twelve hour or twenty four hour clock - another thing I don't really have an opinion on. Leaning towards twenty four hour just because the amount of times I've woken up at 2 am and panicked thinking it was 2 *pm*, and then panic even more because I can't figure out how to tell if it's am or pm on my phones clock is. Embarrassing, and twenty four hour time fixes that

Sci fi or horror - I love horror but only very specific *types* of horror (mainly psychological horror), but I love almost all Sci fi (even if it's mediocre. *especially* if it's mediocre)

Blue or green - hmm this is a tough one. I love so many shades of blue (mainly dark and desaturated blues) but GOD do I love dark/forest green. Gotta lean towards blue just because on average I'm more likely to like any given shade of blue, while I'm more picky with greens

Sunsets or sunrises - Sunsets all the way. Not just because if I'm seeing a sunrise I'm up *WAY* too early, but I also just love the feeling of sitting and watching the sunset, and then seeing the stars come out. (Plus where I live has ridiculously good aunsets I need to get some photos)

Tulips or orchids - I've literally never seen either of these before but after looking them up I *guess* Tulips? Kangaroo paws are still better though

Candlelight or moonlight - I love being outside at night with only the moonlight, it's so calming

Pen or pencil - 90 percent of the time my pencils are dulled down so I definitely prefer the constantly sharp tips of pens - also half the time I can't see my own writing in pencil but I always can in pen. Pens that smudge when you write can die by my blade though

Pandas or koalas - Pandas are overrated. I may be biased though

Gold or silver - gold is obnoxiously bright + hard to use right.

Sneakers or boots - i love my boots but also they destroy my feet every time I wear them. Sneakers are less cool but more comfortable + practical

Denim or leather jacket - Denim beloved. I hate the feel of leather jackets

Pink or purple - why he ourple

Chocolate or sour candy - sour gummy worms are literally the greatest things on earth

Drive in cinema or the theatre - drive in cinemas are cool but I love the experience of watching movies (especially horror movies) on a huge screen with a crowd of other people

Deodorant or perfume - this may be the Transgenderism(tm) speaking but I've never liked perfume. Give me the lynx xbox bodyspray any day

Pastel blue or earth tones - unless the pastel blue is desaturated/grey toned I just. Don't really like it on its own. Earth tones WITH pastel blue though

Lemonade or fruit juice - most fruit juice is way too sweet. At least lemonade isn't pretending to be helpful. (Depends on what you consider lemonade though. Lift/Solo? Fucking love em. Generic lemonade/Sprite? Eh.)

Past or future - god this one made me think for way too long. On one hand, at least you know what you're getting with the past? Like the future has greater potential for good things to happen, but also greater potential for terrible things to happen, and the concept of the unknown terrifies me. But on the other hand i don't want to just do the same thing for the rest of my life. At least the future is new, even if it's terrifying?

Tagging @iknaenmal @gillbuoy and @ominous-babe though if anyone else wants to do it feel free! (Also if I tagged you you dont have to do it!)

#wow that was long #i have a lot of thoughts today apparently #me.txt

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someone-always-cares · 2 years

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chapter 5, page 20

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[image description: an sac webcomic page. “look, i’ll show you what to do and then we can split up and ask questions. just act natural, we got this” jade says to lewis, putting a hand on his shoulder. the scene changes to show a group of other patrons, the group of 4 that was sitting on couches in a corner. “it’s a fucking sandwich! it counts!” exclaims a person with pink hair and an eye patch, in a regular speech bubble, pointing towards a man across them with a leather jacket. “no! by definition a sandwich has to include TWO pieces of BREAD- huh?” replies the man, who looks up confused as his words are now in a floating blue subtitle above his head. the group of 4 are all in their early twenties sitting on two different obnoxiously bright yellow couches with a wood coffee table with drinks and bright yellow coasters. on the left couch is a shorter black woman with dark skin, purple eyes with star pupils, and dark purple hair tied back with a bright blue ribbon, wearing a purple skirt and black turtleneck. shes lying her head on the shoulder of the pink haired person, smiling up at him, and holding her drink. the pink haired person has light skin, shoulder length dark pink hair and eye, and many thin scars around her eyepatch. they have a light pink hoodie and striped shirt and angrily pointing faer finger. on the couch on the other side of the corner, a woman in a blue hijab smiles back and watches the argument. she has brown skin and silver eyes, and dark blue eyebrows. she has a blue t shirt worn over a white shirt, and theres a dark red rose brooch on her hijab. next to her is a blue cane resting on the couch and at the table is a orange juicebox with a cocktail umbrella next to the straw. next to her is the leather jacket man who has both fists on the table. he’s an east asian man with blue eyes and hair thats darker on the sides. he has a blue-grey shirt and has 3 gold pins on his jacket: a star, moon, and clock. “hey! hope i’m not interupting date night!” jade appears giving a freidnly smile, and waving one hand with the other in her pocket. lewis stands next to her, looking defensive with his arms crossed. “we’d like to ask you a few questions about something we’re looking into” she continues. end id]

happy ace week from me, your faveourite ace comic creator! well, even if i’m not your faveourite, a bitch can dream, yeah?

some trivia:

to lewis, “act natural” is just him being instantly distrustful of most people

the background drawings are catgirl arson, my dnd character in a dress, part of a poster i made for my baby cousin (the one mostly hidden by subtitle kangaroo), a photo i took of a tree, and im sorry to say, but the last is a doodle i did when among us was popular and i made among us sonas (for crewmate and imposter) and thats them both. i slapped it on a random painting in the background as filler that i never filled not realising that it would be on full view this scene. anyway this is why we plan ahead

pink hair doesnt have any immunity to subtitles, jade and lewis only showed up halfway through that panel and i didnt want to draw more panels than nessecery

apparently my notes say that stardust (the star eyed one) is also ace. nice! also, i put her down as ‘shorter’ but she’s actually 5′8. so just short compared to the rest of the polycule, who from left to right are 6′1, 6′3, and 6′0.

#someone always cares #sac #webcomic #webcomics #ace week #theres more trivia but anyway its 1am #googd thing im not at work this week lol

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St. Peter's: 2023-24 Metro Atlantic Men's Basketball Champions

ATLANTIC CITY – They’re back!

Two years after Saint Peter’s made its inspiring run to the NCAA Tournament’s Elite Eight, the tiny school from Jersey City returns to March Madness looking to regain its Cinderella status.

The Peacocks punched their ticket with a 68-63 win over Fairfield in Saturday night’s MAAC Tournament championship game at Jim Whelan Boardwalk Hall, emerging as the No. 5 seed with its third win in as many days.

Sophomore forward Corey Washington led the way with 24 points, at the Peacocks won their fifth MAAC title overall, and their second in three years.

Saint Peter’s is the team that started New Jersey’s recent run of shocking postseason performances, the first of three New Jersey schools to advance against long odds, with Princeton reaching the Elite Eight a year ago, when FDU won two games at a No. 16 seed, including a takedown of top-seeded Purdue.

Now, with Mason having replaced Shaheen Holloway, now the Seton Hall boss, and just one player, MAAC Defensive Player of the Year Latrell Reid, who finished with nine points, remaining on the Peacocks’ roster from two years ago, they head back to the Big Dance.

The Peacocks now wait to find out their next opponent when the 68-team field is announced Sunday night. They figure to be a 16 seed and could end up in the First Four in Dayton, perhaps against NEC champs Wagner, coached by Donald Copeland, a former assistant coach to Saint Peter’s head coach Bashir Mason at Wagner. If they are in the main draw, it could mean a rematch with Purdue, who they beat in the Sweet 16 two years ago, or Houston or North Carolina.

Defense makes difference After Saint Peter’s built a 61-54 lead, Fairfield rallied with a steal and score by Jalen Leach and a drive by Brycen Goodine to make it 61-58 with 1:39 to play. Washington then missed the front-end of a one-and-one, with Fairfield getting a score from Goodine on a drive to pull within a point with 1:16 left.

When Washington went back to the line shooting two, he sank two to make it a 63-60 game with 1:07 on the clock.

It then came down to the Saint Peter’s defense, which came into the game ranked 12th nationally, getting a stop, with Marcus Randolph getting fouled on the defensive rebound with 50.9 left. He made one of two from the line to make it a two-possession game at 64-60.

Caleb Field then scored on a drive and was fouled for Fairfield, completing the three-point play with 39.9 seconds left. Clarke was fouled and made two free throws with 15.1 seconds. Fairfield’s Jasper Floyd missed a jumper at the other end, with Washington getting fouled with 2.9 seconds left, hitting both free throws to seal the win.

After going down 29-19, the Peacocks rallied with a quick 6-0 run, pulling within four points on a pair of free throws by Marcus Randolph with 1:53 left. But a Yetna tip-in put the Stags up 32-25 at halftime, with Yetna leading all scorers with 10 points over the opening 20 minutes.

Then Washington took over, scoring six straight points, with the final two coming after he blocked a shot at one end and took the ball coast-to-coast for the score, giving the Peacocks a 49-44 lead. It stretched to 52-46 on a triple by Clarke with 7:40 left.

#2024 #st. peter's peacocks #metro atlantic athletic conference #college basketball #march madness

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n1ghtpers0n15 · 4 months

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Smol Noodle Flint with a winter coat aka A goofy fluffy test

Saw @lootsofathousandsworld reblog an angora ferret on instagram a short while back and thought of Noodle-thaniel but fluffier, finally decided to draw the scitter critter to see if I could actually make him look fluffy

(Sorry if taggin bothered u by the way Ash 😖, just felt right since the ferret was the reason for this furry thing)

#Noodle-thaneil #nathaniel flint #captain nathaniel flint #captain flint #treasure planet #art #my art #lung dragon #dragon #long dragon #artist of tumblr #artist on tumblr #digital drawing #digital art #n1ghtpers0n15 #night 0’clock draws #dragon art #inspired art

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my opps (in order)

my art skills

dead ends on flash archiving

Pen Frens

Zeebarf

my 5:20 alarm clock every weekday morning

school

myself

femboys & traps (sorry some of y'all are weird)

twinks (except Orderly)

people who spam my messages with videos (except one mutual because I'm chill w/ them)

anatomy

getting started on a drawing

bara (male muscle proportions exceeded to inhuman and horrifying standards)

the NSFW art community

Canihavepromo aka Lottie (I hope she gets deplatformed fr)

any problematic interest artist/animator I really don't like

Stamper

people who perceive lesbians in THAT way (screw y'all)

BL Yaoi Manhwas

fujoshis

proshippers (or comshippers i have no fucking idea)

finding 0 fanart of shit I like (Ballads of Reemus & etc.)

Alphazekko getting cancelled for no reason

my right ear ringing for no reason

MHA fandom

my antisocial ass

my broken bed

scenecore aesthetic and its music

instagram reel comment sections

my autistic ass for making my weirdass posts

Sia

Zeebarf for being in the NFT community

NFTs & AI

down bad mfs in comment sections

tumblr p0rn bots

my goofy ass being scared of showers

Calobi Productions

TikTok

Alex Emery's Wizard Hunt part 3 not being made

Queers of War for disappointing and traumatizing me

procrastination

the anime community in general

animating

myself trying to animate on flash cs6 but failing

Spazkid for drawing underage sonic characters and not finishing Nightmare Cops

my chronically online ass

Ipad kids

skibidi toilet (I still meme it)

my forgetful ass

finding out a person I like is an absolute piece of shit

myself again

vent people (sorry)

cutecore aesthetic

Roblox (i still play it tho)

sketchers united/pop jam kids

shitty clickbait youtube thumbnails

youtube kids

rule 34 content on youtube

content farm videos on youtube

Youtube (i still watch it)

myself again for making this list too goddamn long when it didn't need to be

uhhhhhh

the Pokemon community

people using the Pixar Mom term in the wrong way (a lot)

Discord

having to sleep early because my parents tell me to

people who harass others for no reason

Miguel O'Hara stans

myself for forgetting to start/finish shit (not school related)

my fatass self

BookTok/White woman who are obsessed with dark romance books

bad Webtoons

those AI disney mockup posters

MCYT fandom

Countryhumans fandom

TikTok art community

Twitter art community

almost any art community that's shit

l0lic0ns & sh0tac0ns (PLEASE FUCK OFF.)

this list for being too long

Nitrile & his weirdass tr@p obsession (he collaborated with Shadman and drew Mandy from Billy & Mandy as a femboy in a very suggestive way. And sometimes drew femboys that looked like children. So yeah fuck him.)

Shadman (OBVIOUSLY)

Zone for ruining The Modifyers and any cartoon in general (they got away with sexualizing minors so idk how y'all looked past that)

Jaystation

my goofy ass for staying up too late

humanizations of non-human characters being skinny white cis young anime boys

my goofy ass for being unoriginal

my goofy ass for still writing on this dang list

Gross people on Spacehey who ruin everything

FNF fandom (kind of)

FNF creepypasta mods (Sonic.exe)

Twitter/X in general

my little brother when he has a tantrum

night terrors

Astrology girls

people who use their autism/disability for a defense mechanism/excuse for when they get called out for something bad they've done

Stamper again (how tf can you be racist and fetishize WOC at the same time nevertheless you're still racist fuck you)

A Small Favor not getting it's chapter 3/final chapter and the story getting reimagined instead of finished

family vlog channels

people who hurt animals for clout

captioning my youtube videos by myself

editing my videos bc its hard

people doing stupid shit for clout in general

MojoMontebon's character Trixie (I don't like her she scares me)

finding out an artist I like is an absolute piece of shit

people who hate selfship/ oc x canon artists (leave em alone theyre just doing what makes them happy)

Your Boyfriend Game

YBG Fandom

the creator of Your Boyfriend Game

redesign vids where the final redesign is actually shit

false allegations

Apphumans community

Deviantart

Fetish artists

ok I think that's it thanks for reading I added WAY too much on this list.

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Online Matka Play: A Modern Twist to a Classic Game

Over the years, the gaming and betting industries have changed dramatically, but Satta Matka is one game that has remained popular. This game has a huge fan base and a long history, having originated in India. Although Satta Matka was originally played in live environments, the internet has brought in a new age for fans of the game. Because it offers players accessibility, convenience, and the chance to try their luck from the comfort of their homes, online matka play has grown in popularity. We will dig into the realm of online Satta Matka gaming in this post, going over its rules, history, and benefits for both novice and seasoned players.

The Satta Matka Story

Satta Matka, which translates to "gambling on numbers," has an interesting past that began in India in the 1960s. It was once a betting game with the opening and closing cotton rates sent from the Bombay Cotton Exchange to the New York Cotton Exchange. This was a common practise for people working in the textile sector.

The game changed into a more structured version with a distinct set of rules and a defined format as it became more popular. Numerous fans played Satta Matka and developed a subculture around it over time, making the game a phenomenon.

The Satta Matka rules

In the numbers game Satta Matka, wagers are made on a set of numbers. Let's review the fundamental guidelines of the game to get an idea of how it operates:

Number Selection: From 0 to 9, players choose three numbers. A final number is created by adding these numbers together. For instance, if you select 2, 5, and 8, then those are your selected numbers: 2, 5, 8.

Bets and Payouts: A variety of bet kinds are available, with varying payout percentages. A few popular bet kinds are Jodi, Panna, Single, and others. The kind of bet and the staked amount determine the payouts.

Draws: A random number draw is used to decide the Satta Matka results. The winning numbers are revealed after the draw, which takes place at predetermined times.

Winning: In order to win, the numbers you have chosen must match the draw's outcome in the right order. For example, you win the game if you choose 2, 5, and 8 and the outcome is 2, 5, 8.

Play Matka Online: The Contemporary Spin

Satta Matka was traditionally played by players and bookies in person, which frequently raised legal concerns. Taking the game online, Online Matka Play has transformed it into an entirely new experience. Here are some essential elements of playing Satta Matka online:

Convenience: The convenience that comes with playing Satta Matka online is one of its biggest benefits. With the convenience of their PCs or mobile devices, players may take part from home. This saves time and effort by removing the need to travel to actual sites.

Access to a Worldwide Audience: Satta Matka is now available to a worldwide audience thanks to online platforms. Now, players from all over the world can play this classic game and try their luck. This has made it even more alluring by increasing the prize pool in addition to growing the player base.

Security and Transparency: The game is made safe and transparent by reputable online Satta Matka play. Random number generators are used to generate the results, which lowers the possibility of manipulation. Online platforms also use safe payment options to protect the money that players exchange.

Variety of Games: There are frequently many different Matka games and betting possibilities available on Online Matka Play. Gamers can select from a variety of wagers and game modifications, making for an interesting and varied gaming experience.

24/7 Accessibility: Players can engage in online Matka games whenever it's convenient for them thanks to the platforms' round-the-clock availability. This guarantees that players can participate in the game at any time they want, day or night.

Live Results: A lot of websites provide real-time updates on results, which makes for an engaging gaming environment. The excitement of the game is increased by the ability for players to view the outcomes in real time.

In summary

The traditional Satta Matka game has been given new life by Online Matka Play, which also makes it safer, more convenient, and more playable for participants worldwide. The game's legacy has been maintained, and a new generation of fans has been introduced to it thanks to this digital adaptation.

But it's important to keep in mind that there are always risks associated with gambling. Even while Satta Matka has the potential to be profitable and exciting, it's important to play sensibly, set boundaries, and refrain from chasing losses. Although it gives a contemporary take on a classic game, Online Matka Play should only be used sparingly and carefully.

If you're interested in Satta Matka, be sure to investigate reliable websites and educate yourself on the game's regulations and wager kinds in order to improve your gaming experience. In the realm of online gambling, online Satta Matka gaming has something to offer everyone, regardless of experience level.

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mayhemproduces · 1 year

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Lilith Brookes vs Sami Callihan - War Chamber Qualifier

The first of our four War Chamber qualifying matches pits two members of oVe, formerly known as 44OH!, once the most dominating group in MPW, against one another for the first time in Mayhem. They both look extremely determined, it’s almost frightening, but only one can enter the War Chamber to challenge the MPW Atlas Championship.

The moment the bell rings, Sami and Lilith dive out of the ring, instantly digging under for plunder. They each find a steel chair and slide back in the ring, setting them up from across one another. Callihan sits in his, slapping his cheek, asking Lilith for her best shot! Lilith winds up to give it to him -