#poor guy. made just to suffer & then be killed off. while the rest of the actual story is afound family shenanigans trauma recovery fic

[bytebun]

starboy // when they made you, did they make you lonely?

#meant to draw some stuff for r*xwlker week after i cleaned my room. did neither of those things #my OC #byte originals #bytebun draws #it DOES feel really good to do some original work though god damn it's been a while #starboy is at it's heart about a boy with a Destiny (tm) who's friends keep dying so hecan live #who basically decides that he can't win and goes NewGame+. unfortunately this creates [gestures at current plot #poor guy. made just to suffer & then be killed off. while the rest of the actual story is afound family shenanigans trauma recovery fic #sorry! you got the short end of the stick : (

[evilminji]

You know... >.>

My Dad always used to tell me, if I get a Genuine Genie(tm)? Get a lawyer first. Before I make my Wishes(tm), so they can help me word them correctly.

Obviously, a human lawyer would not be foolproof... BUT! What about a Ghost Lawyer?

Like? Obviously Desiree would be PISSED. How DARE you twist HER wish twisting! Her THING is "what you believe is your heart's desire always comes at a terrible cost" which is what she DIED to learn.

So obviously she would NEVER, willingly, bend her Obsession for ANYONE. And you'd have to make a DAMN good case to that Lawyer for why he ISNT breaking the law by helping you. Probably some "you can: save the life of an unconscious person against their will/shove an unobservant person OFF the train tracks, even if they get hurt, to save their life" clause.

Like? Using a ghosts Obsession against them? Bad. Illegal.

Using it against their will, to save OTHER ghosts, who are in immediate danger? Not illegal, but they will be PISSED. Still not great though, you will want to apologize and fast.

So like??? Reality Bending Power. Patrick Star Method of "what if we MOVED the city... somewhere else?" Considered at 1am. Team of Ghost Laywers, acquired.

Amity and all Limnals are REMOVED from the DP-verse.

Wish worded juuuuust so. Any ghost that forms there? Yoink! Instantly removed to the Zone. Natural Portals? Cut off. Let the whole Reality fade out at an accelerated rate, as no NEW energy is fed into the system. Entropy will do, what entropy does. Exactly as they wished it.

They hated Death so much, they speed up the heat death of their ENTIRE universe by Eons. Congratulations, you guys "Won". Enjoy the wildly more fragile flora, fauna, and general ecosystems. Now that none of you have that ambient Ectoplasm strengthening your bodies. Yeah, the things you used to shrug off? Those are gonna maim or kill you now.

Doesn't MATTER if you "learn your lesson" though! Cause this is WAY past that point! This is "cutting off the tumor before it kills us" territory, and buddy? Amity ISNT the tumor. Go forth a grow, just like you wanted.

They won't be here to fix your messes anymore.

Because Danny got himself a dictionary thick "I Wish..." contract. Which was worded, as it needs to be, in one loooooooong run on sentence. Shouted "I Wish what's written on THIS, as it is currently, and without any form of editing or negotiation!" As fast as he could. Yote the document in Desiree's direction. And Flew like an INCANDESCENTLY pissed off Genie was trying to set his everything of fire.

Which she was.

Thankfully, Paulina came in clutch with her History of all things Jewelry, world fashions, and Make-Up knowledge. That, coupled with the Power Of Rich Friends(tm)? (Sam. Her mother was THRILLED to take her Jewelry and clothing shopping for something other then blacks and dark purple. They went on a jet setting whurl-wind tour. Sam actually kinda liked a some of what she found.)

They have Apology Bribes.

They shamelessly HIDE behind the mountain of Apology Bribes, while they explain themselves. Is Desiree HAPPY? No. But those bracelets are magnificent and she DOES deserve nice things. Those silks will really bring out her eyes. And she... DOES... admit...

Maybe...

That things are not... SAFE. Any longer. Danny TRIES. Everyone else can see it. And he's made incredible strides! Even convinced his lunatic parents. Though they're still not quite POPULAR. (WAY too pushy and invasive with their questions, for most people.) But the fanatics in white?

They nearly killed Box Lunch. If her father hadn't BEEN there...

And the poor man will have that scar on his back for the rest of his afterlife. Desiree can see why Danny is pushing. Does she LIKE it? No. But...

She supposes she will content herself with the suffering of the Fanatics in White and all who support them. THEIR wishes, twisted. Their ugly heart's desires.

Fine.

"SO YOU WISH IT. SO IT SHALL BE!"

And? The ghost town of what WOULD of one day grown into Amity, had the witch's there not been found by those they had fled from, which sits in long rotted ruins, amongst the trees in nowhere Illinois? Poof! Two "Towns" are switched.

The roads out of town coming to a clean line stop, meeting not even goat paths. Just trees. Old growth.

But it's not ALL of Town, is it? Faces missing. New, confused, faces from every corner of the map, taking their place. No Limnal left behind. No supporter of the GIWs genocide, brought along. Family's kept together where they could be. But by the few, scared and upset, green flashing eyes of children in the crowd?

It seemed for some, it was easier to fear and hate, then love their children.

Already they were being gathered up by school teachers and PTA parents. As everyone tried to figure out what had happened. Concerned, quite muttering a dull roar as everyone tries to coordinate.

Red Huntress joins Danny and Dani in the Sky. She doesn't get a word in. Wanted to know what the HELL was going on. She was with her dad in Chicago! Dani was in Taiwan! Literally! As in, sitting in a SUBWAY station one second, the next? Outside!

But they don't get to demand those answers. Because there is a sonic boom on the horizon. And then? Floating... weird... not ghosts?

Uuuuuuhhhh?

Hi?

That much blue... sure is a Statement. Like the cape and... bloooomers? Shorts. Bikini bottoms? It.. it's a Cool Look, dude! No, really. They are being VERY supportive here! If YOU like it? That's the only thing that matters!

Red Huntress smacks the Danny/i's Repeated upside their heads and demans to know what the Not-Ghosts are doing in their airspace.

Oh YEAH. Good point! What she said! And can it WAIT? They're kinda going through A Thing right now...

Kon? Wants it on record he loves these guys. They're hilarious. The LOOK on Clark's FACE?? He wishes he could frame it. Preserve it for future generations. Thing is? There was NOT a town here a second ago.

Well, bout 30 minutes or so, but you get the idea. One moment? Tree noises. Bam! Thousands of people! Obviously the checked it out. Only to be met with two... three maybe? Heros who have NO IDEA who they are.

Clear Reality warping shenanigans. Might be time travel or multiverse. Question is... are they STAYING? And if SO? What now...

@hdgnj @ailithnight @the-witchhunter @nerdpoe @dcxdpdabbles @mutable-manifestation @hypewinter

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #danny phantom #minji's writing

[jun-hyungs]

so I've been wondering about this for a while, but couldn't find a post on your blog rly talking abt it (excpet the one where you mention my star wars blog). What did Order 66 look like for Spoons ? And also, what did the poor baby have to endure after-

i've had some ideas thought out for a while, just never drawn or written anything out haha. spoons had really good relationships with his jedi so order 66 really took a lot out of him ;; when tapal and cal were trying to escape the albedo brave after the order was issued, spoons was one of the troopers in the front line whose barrage of blaster fire eventually killed tapal. this would be something he'd never forgive himself for as long as he lived, even if he didn't feel like himself when it happened. he wouldn't know about the chips implanted in their heads - who would, out of his battalion? - and he wouldn't doubt that even if cal did survive, he would never trust spoons or any other clone ever again.

spoons would fight against the chip's influence the whole time, even if it did little to change his actions. it just didn't make sense to him, why the jedi he grew to love so much could become traitors punishable by death - especially cal, who was just a child. he would hesitate to fire at him as cal made his escape, but he'd still fire nonetheless. spoons was made to fight wars, but nothing would prepare him to fight against his own mind. that day would continue to give him nightmares for the years to follow, it was like his mind's way of telling him he should never forget what he did.

there weren't supposed to be any survivors after the albedo brave exploded, but among the broken pieces that crashed onto bracca, spoons had only barely managed to get away. maybe the impact shook the chip loose or maybe it was the guilt that made him flee to the farthest, most remote planet he could manage to find instead of reporting to the nearest authorities and probably be turned into a mindless soldier like he was always meant to be. of course, he'd never get anywhere with his armour so he sold every piece as soon as he could, replaced it with a disguise so no one would look too closely at his face. eventually, he'd find work on a distant planet on a shipyard like on bracca. he wouldn't just allow himself to die because he believes he doesn't even deserve that, after what he's done. he believes he should suffer the rest of his days knowing he ultimately failed his jedi, the most important people in his life.

as if he couldn't punish himself enough, spoons would abandon the hobbies he used to take comfort in. just to make sure of it, he thought he'd take away even the temptation of it, make sure he could never create anything again. working at a shipyard meant having access to power tools, and he could pass off an intrusive impulse as a workplace accident. prosthetics were cheap, after all. cheaper than losing a worker, at least.

it isn't all that bad, though. some of the workers' kids like to explore the broken down ships before they're scrapped, and sometimes the guy with the robot arms is nice enough to buy them treats. the jawa kid should really stop trying to dismantle said guy's robot arms for parts, though.

#art by hyung #hyung replies #13th battalion #clone trooper oc #clone trooper spoons #sorry for the late reply i wanted to make some doodles for this ;; #thank you for the question!

[jade-parcels]

Bedside Manner … 🩻

🥼You’re not feeling so good, let them take care of you 🩺 Gn!reader x Dottore, Baizhu, Tighnari, Albedo and Thoma 🥣

When you enter his lab, hacking loudly, clutching your head, Dottore assumes you’re just being dramatic. It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve come to him with false aches and pains in order to get his attention. However, as one of his clones so politely announced: “Damn, you look like shit” he decided to actually give you a proper once over. Sure enough, you did look like shit. You looked like you’d been stomped on by a sumpterbeast. “For celestia’s sake…” Prime grumbles as he takes you by the arm, practically dragging you back up the stairs you’d just came down, back down the hall you had struggled to walk, just to plop you gracelessly onto the bed in his personal quarters. He asked you a series of questions, mentally noting your answers as he stripped your damp clothes off. Had you been outside? Foolish... Your head was pounding, your throat was sore, your neck and shoulders hurt- honestly your whole body was sore and tired. Dottore inspected the inside of your mouth and determined you had strep throat. You whine as he delivers the diagnosis “Do something, my throat is killing me!” “Yes, yes- I know it is. If you’d let go of me, I’d be able to fetch some medicine for you. You won’t like it though, it tastes awful” he was correct, it did taste awful. Even though he complained about missing work or possibly running behind on reports, he sat by your bedside for the rest of the night. Clones filtered in and out, delivering paperwork for him to complete as he sat and others brought medicine n food for you both. Dottore could be a little soft when he wanted to be…

Baizhu sighs as he removes the thermometer from your mouth, holding up by the light so he can see. “My my, it seems you have a fever. And a high one, at that.��� He clicks his tongue, setting the tool aside, tucking you back in. You were certainly ill, you had chills despite your high temperature and wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep beneath your pile of blankets. “Poor darling… You look so pitiful” It’s true, you’re shivering- you should have listened when he said to avoid commissions out in the cold rain. But, as your doctor and your lover, it’s his duty to care for you. Baizhu let Gui handle the pharmacy today while he cared for you- his most favorite patient <3 His time was spent fetching water for you, periodically giving you various herbal medicines and, in an attempt to help soothe you, he sat in bed with you to play with your hair and massage your achy shoulders. He likes watching over you, taking care of you when you need him. It gives him a purpose. There’s been plenty of times where you’ve coddled him while he suffers through flare up’s of his own. Our lovesick sweetheart enjoys returning the favor when you need it. It’s nice to be relied on <3

Tighnari sighs in disapproval as you reject the breakfast he made you. You insist you feel too nauseous to even think about the sugary pastries he’s attempting to tempt you with, you close your eyes and bury your face in your pillow to avoid the sweet smell. The night before, you’d eaten a mushroom that looked familiar. A light brown one with curly top, one you’ve seen plenty of times! However, because it was dark, you hadn’t seen it was orange and not brown. That mushroom had in fact been poisonous- not to the extent that it would kill you but to the extent that you couldn’t get out of bed due to your stomach ache. “I told you to be careful. How many times must we go over which fungi is edible and which are not?” Tighnari clicks his tongue, setting the platter of food aside. You feel the bed dip as he sits beside you and a warm, fluffy tail wraps it’s way around your waist protectively “I’ll take pity on you just this once. I’ll stay home to keep an eye on you… But you’re forbidden from eating any mushrooms without showing them to me first, okay?” You know that he’s just putting on a front, he is worried about you. And you know from experience that this will likely happen again in the future…. You know that you should take his advice and point the shrooms out to him next time before scarfing them down ;-;

Albedo has never fallen ill himself but he’s seen enough sick people to know when something is wrong. That and the fact that he’s been around you almost every day for years now, it isn’t hard for him to notice how tired you seem, how your eyes droop shut as you stand or how your face flushes with fever. He stares at you with a doubtful expression as you attempt to convince him that you’re ‘fine’… That excuse never works on him. Before you can argue any more, Albedo drapes his coat over your shoulders and offers- no, demands, to take you home. That’s how you find yourself in a cocoon of blankets, a mug of hot chocolate clutched between your cold hands. Within the cocoon, Albedo subtly smiles to himself. He likes taking care of you, he enjoys making you stay in bed all day with him. It isn’t often that the chief alchemist can have a day off, he’s going to use your illness as an excuse to stay home as long as he can. Not that he’ll admit that. Instead, he’ll him and rest his hand on your face ‘Mm… still signs of a fever. Perhaps we rest one more day just to be sure’ ‘Bedo, it’s been four days I wanna go back to work’

Thoma is the supreme worry wart. He’s bound to make himself sick too with how much he’s fretting about- making food, doing extra laundry, asking a billion questions, all of which is for your comfort of course. He can’t help it, he just hate hate hates seeing you so weak and tired. You even find yourself comforting him on occasion. “Thoma, I told you I’m fine. You don’t have to go through the trouble of-“ Your boyfriend is having none of that, he simply interrupts you to assure you that: “It isn’t any trouble at all! I don’t mind!” One way to get him to stop pacing around is sighing… sighing again… groaning in discomfort… He’s on you in an instant, asking if there’s anything he can get you, anything at all he can do! “You can come warm me up. I’m awfully cold :( I could use a big, strong, pyro wielder right about now” That’s really all it takes for his resolve to crumble. He’ll gladly slip into bed beside you, snagging his vision off of his belt to press between your chilly hands, his own hands on top of yours. Maybe you could even coax him into a nap too in order to sleep off this nervous energy…

#genshin impact #genshin impact writing #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact x reader #gn!reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact tighnari #genshin impact baizhu #baizhu x reader #genshin impact thoma #thoma x reader #genshin impact dottore #dottore x reader #genshin impact albedo #albedo x reader

[relocatedheads]

I cant get him out my head!

( I saw @sarafinatheasassin send this ask to @xxxgalaxyfriendxxx and felt a strong itch to write this :) i hope i’ve done the idea justice )

Summary: “sonic develops a crush on shaodw in sonic 3 and maddie is the one who had to sit him down and give him ‘the talk’ becuase tom is too busy freaking out becuase he wasn’t expecting this at all and poor sonic is just super confused about what’s going on”. Pairings:  Sonadow Trigger Warnings: None :) Content Warnings: Short tempered moments 

The wachowski’s morning route was set in stone at this point: Maddie does yoga accompanied by Knuckles, Tails is tinkering with some new invention at the dining table, Sonic is helping Tom cook up breakfast - everyones favourite, Pancakes! The radio is pattering nonsense in the back, only really to be heard when Tom hums a song, the true sounds of the room are bowls and spoons tapping, renches cracking and Maddies laughs as Knuckles struggles to remain a fairly simple pose. Sonic and Tom laugh too through the window, obviously causing the Echidna to growl at his counter parts.

“You wanna go tell them it’s pancake time?” Tom bumps Sonic, whilst putting the pan on the stove.

“If he pounces at me, its your fault!” The boy left the room to get his brother and mum. He’s joined moments later with both. The boys understand its time to sit at the table and it’s now Maddies turn to be kitchen helper. A brief welcome-back kiss and a choir of ‘ewww’s are the sounds of the room. Maddie turns the radio up slightly as she dots about getting the toppings.

“It’s 8am and it’s time for the morning news. We have a few stories for you this morning, folks. There was a serious accident the west side of state last night and roads heading in and out are still either closed or at a stand still, household bills are hitting an all time high and the govner is due in court this afternoon to being talks to help this crisis and GUN have sent out a public statement sharing they’re reopening the research project, Project Shadow, after 50 years of inactivity.” The reporter signs off and the sounds of the room reenter pop space.

Maddie and Tom share a look, “Project Shadow? Are they mental?” Tom gasps.

“I don’t see why now. Wasn’t it too dangerous?”

“Well it has been 50 years-“

“Whats Project Shadow?” Tails interups.

“Some research project to create a remedy for illness. There was a scientist who spent years on it, he tried to create this ultimate life form but everyone presumed it was a waste because it got shut down after a while and nothing was to show for it.’ Maddie informed the boys, serving their plates simultaneously.

“Ultimate life form.” Sonic laughs, “That's so pretentious!” 

“My father used to tell me about it. He had some odd interest in it. Perhaps because it was so far advanced for that time, i won’t know. But its actually quite sad. The scientist had a sick grandaughter, can’t remember what was wrong with her but it wasn’t easy on them.” Tom finished, filling the seats at the table.

“Did she die and that caused him to retire his project?” Sonic asked.

“I remember losing my father, it made me want to protect the master emerald even more. Why would he dishonour his purpose?” Knuckles retorted.

“Humans suffer when losing people, Big Guy. Some of us will get stronger but others lose themselves a little.” Maddie told him directly, returning her attention to the rest, she continued “Nobody knows if her dying caused the case to go under, nobody knows when she died. It kinda just…. stopped.”

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“Nice to see you showed up, Hedgehog!” Robotnik yelled from his robot.

“I always show up, Robotnik!”

“See you’ve brung your friends with you, too! How sweet!” The 3 exchanged looks “I’m getting that emerald back even if it means i have to kill you”

“Over my dead body!” Knuckles retorted, the doctor laughed.

“Knuckles! You can’t send offers like that!” Tails facepalms.

“Is that how its gonna be?” robotnik laughs, sending the first hit.

The team battle for a short while, Tails using his dining table inventions to aid him, Sonic spin dashing and Knuckles crushing. The team hold themselves well against the doctors tech. “I’m going too easy on them!” He yells to Stone,

“Does this mean-“ Stone begins

“-Show them who we’ve got? Release him.” Robotnik finishes.

On ground, the ragtag team find themselves stood in a back to back huddle awaiting the next move. The move is unprepearable, a blacked out frame similar to Sonic’s is thrown in front of them. The distance between the 2 groups is filled with a low growl from Knuckles, a gasp from Tails and a squint from Sonic. He knew how shadows worked… his shouldnt be that high up-

Sonic could see the eyes, hands, mussle, feet of the new foe but couldn’t register how something that looked exactly his shape existed. His eyes took it all in, similar build, similar stance but all too unfamilar. The black fur, the white tuft, the panting stance, the red framed boots, the rings. He knew this creature was, too, a hedgehog but it felt so too different to be one. The figure dissapeared, the trio found themselves spining around looking for it.

Knuckles was first. He got swept off his feet almost within an instant, the black blur had thrown the lad to the floor, disapearing once more. “What- Who was that!” Knuckles grumbled to his crew. Sonic stood in sheer shock, Tails ran straight to help his fallen mate.

Sonic felt his brows knot instantly, he looked around for the culprit. “Ahh!” Tails squilled as the blur reappeared, taking the fox in his hands. Sonic knew he should be angry, he should be defending his brothers, but for as much as his brain was screaming at him, he couldn’t move. All he could do was watch, mouth a gape, browed scrunched, breath held. All he could look at was the stranger.

The foe turned his direction to the blue hedgehog. Sonic felt an unfamilair ping, he wasn’t scared but he wasn’t his overly confident sassy self. In the corner of his eye he could see Knuckles regaining himself paying his attention to the fox, but the majority of his vission was given to his darker counterpart. At a speed hes only used to experiencing, never witnessing, he’s clutched by 2 white hands, running him away from his friends. His eyes clocks to his face, taking in the piecing red eyes, similarly point nose and red liner around his eyes.

“I thought you were mean to be the strongest creature in the galaxy?” He spoke in a low gravelled angry voice. Sonic didn’t answered, “Where’s the emerald!” The being threw Sonic to the floor, “Answer me!” “Do you know who i am?”

“I-um..”

“Sonic! What are you doing!” Tails yelled from the sidelines. Sonic didn’t know how to answer, he didnt know what to do, he didnt know how to move. This creature was straddled above him, throwing his fists at him and he was taking it. He’s never done this in his life.

“Why won’t you answer me!” The being grabbed the sides of Sonic’s face, “I’m the ultimate life form! Ignore me and you’ll regret it, hedgehog-”

‘ultimate life form’. the words tattooed themselves to Sonics brain, conversations from the other day flew into his head. His brain hyper focused on them 3 words to the point he could see nothing but the boy atop of him. Was this ‘project shadow’? Was this the remedy? Why would a he be after an emerald? Why? How does he know about them-

He was balled off the hero in a grey haze. Turns out Tails had a net shooter on him too!

As the figure was flung to the floor, Sonic was bolted up right. “This isn’t over yet, Faker.” The stranger disapeared yet again.

Knuckles was by Sonic, lending him an arm to lean on, Tails walked over to the two, “Hey, Sonic, are you alright?”

Sonic was staring at the bundle of netting on the dirt, cold confusion, “I-I um..” Knuckles and Tailed shared a glance.

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The crew were playing baseball, Knuckles on back stop, Tails swinging, Maddie and Tom in the field and Sonic batting.

“You got this, Sonic!” Maddie cheered

Sonic set himself us, staring at the ball, settling himself into the sand. He sighed  into his concentration, but the moment the built up air left his lungs, his brain left the situation. Red cold eyes were his focus, the close us face of a stranger, pretty red eyes framed with red liner, a small point nose and a seemingly constant frown.

“Strike 1!” Tom yelled.

“Huh-?” Sonic zoned himself back in, shaking his head. Everyone staring his way.

“You okay bud?” Tom tilted his head,

“Yeah! Just testing you guys!” He lied, faking his laugh and confidence 

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“Tails, Darling, twist the spaghetti around you fork, like this,” Maddie giggled at the poor fox.

“Oh! Thank you!” 

“How dare you dishonour me, spaghetti! Am I not worthy!” 

It was the wachowski’s spag bowl night. They often had dinner together, chatting about their days and telling old stories. It’d been a few days since Sonic met Shadow, and it was consuming his life. Today he found himself shifting off mentally to think about the hedgehog. Right now, he could feel his family talking but he couldn’t comment on what the topic was. He was sitting with his head propped up on one hand and his other twirling the pasta around his fork. His mind was racing about this hedgehog, and his pretty sharp feature, low rippled voice, his roughness and his-

“Bud?” He was pulled back with a nudge to his foot. He looked up, Tom had whispered to him, “You okay?”

Sonic propped a smile on his face and gave a nod, enthusiastically eating a forkful. He quickly fell back into his daydream. Wondering what it’d be like to have that hedgehog here with him. 

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Today, Sonic woke up to having the hedgehog on his mind. He’d dream about him. A simple, fluffy nonsense dream. The two in a tuff, Shadow (he was assuming this was his name due to the project title) pinning his arms above his head, heavy breathing. The two somehow ending their wrestle in a kiss. 

He woke up somber that day, not particularly wanted to leave his bed. Tom breakfast making buddy unheard of that morning was a first. 

“Where's Sonic, boys?”

“Asleep, Lord of Doughnuts.” Knuckled reported, sitting on the counter.

“What-? He’s usually well awake by now?” Maddie huffed, leaning into Tom who was cooking eggs. 

“He hasn’t been himself lately.”

“Maybe he’s getting ill. Do you guys get sick?” She looked over to the red echidna, who was a mouthful of grapes. He nodded,

“Rarely. But it happens!” He mumbled through the grapes.

The humans share a glance, Maddie ruffled Knuckles spins and kissed Toms cheek, heading for the stairs to their attic. She knocked on the entrance, no answer. “Sonic? Can I come in?”

“Mmm”

“I’m coming in.” She opened the hatch, seeing her boy still tucked up in bed. “You feeling okay, Mister?”

“Yeah.”

She sat on his bed, he reluctantly moved his feet, sighing. She put the back of her hand to his forehead, he had no temperature. “You sure? You’re never in bed this late?”

“Yes. I've already told you.”

She raised her brows at him, “hm”, She looked around the room, “Well im here if you need me. Also you need to clean up a little in here. You three are too messy.” He hummed a reply, it made her smile sadly, “Get up, Sonic. Your breakfast is gonna go bad.” She stood up to leave the room, “And a bad diet will make running very heard for you!”

He huffed, turning in his bed again.

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The 3 boys were chilling in their room, Sonic laying upside down on his bed, Knuckles and a pot of grapes slumped in the bean bag, Tails laying belly down on the floor tails swirling absentmindedly. 

“Sonic, can we talk about the other week?” Tails offered

“What’s up buddy?” Sonic smiled, like his usual self

“You dishonored us in the face of an enemy!” Knuckles pipped up, raising his grape holding fists. Sonic looked away at this, he was still annoyed at himself.

“i wouldn’t put it like that, Knuckles. But are you okay Sonic?”

“Yeah, i guess, i never expected there to be another- another me! yaknow?” The blue hog was now fiddling with his fingers.

“Did it shock you? You never freeze up?”

“He- I don’t know.” Sonic rolled himself onto his belly, “I can’t get him out of my head-” The other boys narrowed their eyes to him, “Like, he called himself the ultimate life from. Like what mum and dad were speaking about! But i dont know why i cant stop thinking about him!”

“How does thinking of him make you feel?”

“Um- Weird. Like, i can’t do anything. He won’t leave my head. I get tingly hands sometimes.”

“Mum said once she used to get tingly hands when dad used to declare his love to her-” Knuckled added

“Knuckles, I don’t think Sonic feels that way”

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“should we take the boys to get icecream?” Tom suggested rolling onto Maddie, who was relaxing on the sofa.

She laughed, “Is this you being a kind dad, or you using your own ice cream wanting through them?”

“Maaaaybe, but you know you want some too.. i know oozie does.”

They shared a quick kiss, “You go round them up, i go start the car?”

Tom bolted up, walked down the hall to the loft hatch, he got a few steps up the ladder about to knock-

“But i dont know why i cant stop thinking about him!”

“How does thinking of him make you feel?”

“Um- Weird. Like, i can’t do anything. He won’t leave my head. I get tingly hands sometimes.”

“Mum said once she used to get tingly hands when dad used-”

Tom speed down the ladder as quietly as he could, running to the garage where Maddie was, he grabbed her hands as she was about to enter the kitchen and sat her back in the car, shh’ing her the whole way.

“Are you-”

“I THINK SONIC HAS A CRUSH.”

“What!”

“I went to knock for the boys and i heard them talking. Sonic said something about not being able to not think about someone! he said he gives him tingly fingers! Knuckles said something about how you’d tingly fingers with me but i left before he finished!”

“Oh my god!”

“What do we do! I knew this would happen but no so soon!”

“This explains why's he not been himself lately!”

“Wait- Who do you think it could be?”

“Who has he meet lately-?” Just as these words left Maddies mouth, the two shared a knowing look. The boys had shared their encounter with them, they were both aware of Sonic stumbling but had palmed it off to nervousness.

“Oh no. This is even worse! He can’t- He’s gonna just be pining. There’s no way” Tom felt himself deflate at the idea of his sons first love being so unavailable. “Theres no chance they’ll ever see each other again or even, anything! He couldnt’ve fallen for Knuckles”

“How is that any easier-”

“At least he sees Knuckles and it could be spoken through- but now he’s going to go through all the pining and teenage emotions. Maddie i can’t do this- he’s still a kid!”

“Okay, Okay. Tom, i’ll speak to him. He’ll get through it! We don’t even know for sure yet”

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“Mum?” Maddie heard a small voice, behind her.

She turned to see Sonic, in a dishevelled state, quills unbrushed. “You okay, darling?” She was making hers and Toms bed, she had set the pillow down feeling the room go heavy, he pattered on his feet for a moment, scratching his arms. 

“Can I-umm” She could his eyes going glassy, “Eh-” He took a breath, “Can I tell you something?” She nodded, sitting on the bed, welcoming him. Once sat, he continued, “Erm-” He sighed, looking at his hands.

“Hug?” She asked, arms out. The hedgehog fell into her arms, melting instantly. She felt his tight shoulders. “Take your time, bud. It’s only me and you.” Sonic seemed to fall apart at that. She felt his small sob, and his hand hold her tighter. They stayed like that for a moment or two, letting Sonic direct the next move.

He pulled away, sipping his nose, sniffing. “Ew, im sorry- I- I don't know what come over me.”

“it’s okay, darling. We all cry sometimes.” She smiled

“Mum?” She nodded “I um- You know what black hedgehog we met a few weeks ago?” Maddie nodded again, “And you know how we all are almost aware he’s Shadow, like The-Project-Shadow Shadow?” Another nod was given. “Well- err-”

“Take your time,”

Sonic huffed,” I think I like him. But I dont know why. Or how I could. I’ve only met him once. But he won’t get out my head. Mum! Everything I do, I think about him- like he’s even in my dream now. I get jelly hands sometimes thinking about him and Knuckled told me you got that with dad. But you and dad had met loads of time- And I can’t like someone who's trans hurt me- How can I-” The hedgehog work vomited

“Breath, kiddo.” She put her hand on his now pink cheek. “Liking people can hit was anytime, any place, any intensity.” Sonic nodded, “You're okay to feel this was- it’s cute. Thank you for being so honest” He smiled at being called cute. “What do you like about him?”

“I keep thinking about his voice!” Sonic throw himself face down in the bed, “It’s so cringe- but it keeps replaying in my head. And his face- his eyes, Mum.” Maddie chuckled to herself, remembering being in this situation but with Tom. “I still feel his hands on mine and it-”

“It makes them feel all fuzzy and not real?”

“Yes!” Maddie laughed, “What do I do?”

“Live in it, Sonic. You can’t do anything right now, but you’ll get a moment. Like how you and Knuckles had your moment to settle your peace, you’ll get your moment with this Shadow.”

“But what if I mess it up! Mum, he wants to kill me! He’s after the think we’re protecting! Knuckles will kill me before he does!”

“I can’t answer that. Only you know that one. But you know better than anyone, everyone has a cover they show everyone else. Maybe he’s not a rude killing machine and it’ll just a play-”

“Hmm But I can’t function around him!”

She laughed, “You’ll figure it out, bud. Thank you for telling me. Remember to breath through it all, refocus yourself.”

Sonic jumped at her for a hug, “Thank you mum! I knew you’d understand better than Knuckles and Tails”

“What’d they say?”

“Tails told me to not star at him if we battle again, he said its very creepy. Knuckles told me, if I ‘dishonour the master emerald, I will dishonour the family name’” He put on a fake Knuckled accent. Maddie laughed.

“If you do meet again, chat to him. He may need that” 

“I’ll try” 

“Now, you can help me make this bed”

“No!”

#This IS SO LONG IM SOCSORRY #MUSH MUSH MUHS #fluff #sonic movie 2 #sonic wachowski #sonic boom #sonic the hedgehog #sonic 3 #sonic the movie #maddie wachowski #tom wachowski #sonadow #sonadow headcannon #shadonic #sonadow fluff #sonic fluff #my writing

[screen-universe-official-thingie]

"Happy... Birthday?"

There is an actress, who's been recently born into the Universe of the Screen. Just like those before her, she's been dropped into the Fictional Realm, where actors rest after long hours of work.

From the start, she's been doing well, a kind Sponge Fictional took her in and let her stay for a time being. That is, until the empire found her and finally put her to work.

The unfortunate actress, so young, so naive, never knew what she had coming. Her creators bestowed her such a heavy role, a mask of a monster. At first, she didn't know how bad could it be. It was just a character right? This was all just a game of pretend... Right? After all, she was made for this role, literally created for it. Surely it can't be hard. How bad can it be? It's just some woman who cares about animals and lost a loved one.

However, society said otherwise.

The empire hated her for it. Despise her for the role she plays, and for serving her purpose. They declared time and time again that they hated her existence.

"I'm an actor, just like you guys!" she said.

They stay away. They push her away, side eyed her and everything.

"I'm not like her, see?" she said once more.

Rolcist thrown things at her, hurled insults at her. After a long day of work, another Fictional wished she was dead, and another, and another.

Monster, lunatic, a deluded. The list of insults went on.

"... I'm just an actor," she pleaded.

"I was doing my job," she sobbed.

The void of hatred stared at her.

"What did I do... What did I fucking do..." She glared at her own hands. Hands, or rather, gloves of an abuser, a killer, a beast.

She tried to escape all of this, but couldn't. Or rather she wouldn't do it. For at least one Fictional cared about her.

On the fateful release of her first project, a mouse Fictional came by. He was, and still is the powerful leader of a far off kingdom. One they called the Disney Kingdom. For someone so small, so puny, he can pack a punch. Prior to all this, he's already walked through the path of blood and is still treading through it.

There he stride for his next victim, the Villainess.

For an actor who claims to know what's real and what's an act, the mouse can't help, but kill those of the villain role on sight. Every ounce of suffering and pain they been through in his hands was delicious to him.

Just as her part of the act reaches to its grand finale, the mouse shows his power. Blood spilled. Ice shards were erupted, jellyfishes were stabbed and so was her designated henchman. The actress playing as her daughter was trapped in his ice from the waist down. The actress, now in the corner, curled up into a cocoon in the hairstyle bestowed by her creators.

And so, the mouse approaches.

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Okay so this was supposed to explain how the fuck it all led up to what's happening in the art, but ended up doing a little info/lore dump on what the fuck this Lus has going on in the daydreams as of late with probably a poor attempt of adding in some short storytelling elements. There's more to what's going on with both her and Mickey, but that'd take a while to cram it all into the post. So yeah.

Tldr: Actress has to play evil Poké waifu with a Jellyfish addiction, becomes besties with SpongeBob, gets an existential crisis about the nature of her role/persona because society shits on her for it (and Spunch taught her about morals too early), tries to kill herself to escape her vessel (but didn't go through with it), and gets a near death experience from a psychopathic mouse king.

Dw, she lives and all, just left traumatized and pissed about the Mouse Moment.

Anyways, happy birthday to Mickey and happy anniversary to the OG Pokémon SuMo games.

Note: Unlike the SpongeBob birthday painting, this piece is based on an actual event in the paracosm, a reoccurring scenario that's both an important plot point and something that stuck despite all the changes this paracosm goes through. I have to post this here instead of the casual account.

Update: Remember when I said she tried to kill herself? Yeah, I modified the lore a bit. Now her "escaping the job" attempt is now less of an actual suicide attempt and more like an attempt to quit her job/role as the character, which just so happens to be heavily tied to her life. She wouldn't immediately die if she's outside the meat suit, she'll just have to succumb to the pain to actually end up perma dying or deleting if she doesn't return to the meat suit.

#immersive daydreaming #mickey mouse #Someone arrest this mouse and ban him from a live Pokémon game because my god #art #digital art #digital painting #pokemon villains #just daydreaming #mouse moment #Lusamine #someone give the actress therapy (or not. you do you) #this is what happens if you transfer psychopathy from an actual villain to a mouse #MICKEY STAHP #Actor AU with extra steps #pokémon sun and moon #screen universe #paracosm

[colorfulyetsinful]

I wrote this on my phone again😀

You could tell with the amount of emojis I used, anyways

Tim is literally my favorite I never shut up about him and bc of that this list is so goddamn long. I honestly tried to be consistent but I was going off the top of my head

Enjoy and become apart of the Tim Drake cult😈

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Tim Drake hc!!! WOAH!

Nepotism baby

He’s a rich child with inheritance and basically running two separate businesses

Nepotism at its finest✨

Since he was usually on his own (due to his parent working) he used Batman and Robin as a form of escapism

Kinda lonely

He’ll talk to himself as if he was talking to Batman and Robin

Definitely ran a Batman and/or Gotham vigilante stan account on Twitter

Toxic fan **tm**

no literally, he would argue with anyone who disagreed on him that Batman was the best hero,

especially if they were Metropolis

bc why tf do they always have to involve themselves in everything Gotham🤨

Two words: Parasocial relationship

had an unhealthy obsession with Robin!Jason,

Robin!Jason saved him ONCE (1x) and it was down hill from there

Def locked himself in his room, sobbing, screaming, pulling his hair, and throwing up when Jason died.

News: Jason Todd, son of Billionaire Bruce Wayne, pronounced death! Read more to find out.

Tim: NOO!

Vaild tho,

who wasn’t crying when Jason died?

(The joker)

Wha-

He had a celebrity crush on Dick (not ship related),

no one knows about it (it’s all over his stan account that he made sure will never see the light of day),

he’s taking that secret to the grave

I say this a lot about Tim, but

Whore **tm**

have you seen his body count?!

definitely followed in Dick’s footsteps

Strange is what ppl say about him,

vaild tho,

if I had to sit next to Tim in class, I would find him strange too

Adhd coded,

why do ya think he keeps himself busy?! He literally can’t sit still

Also no insomnia,

he just suffers from chronic nightmares that keeps him from getting proper rest,

So de just decided not to sleep

“Nightmares can’t effect me if I don’t sleep”

Yeah, scarecrow has nothing on him,

poor guy’s had worse

Even after getting adopted, he never really felt part of the family,

Always feeling like he has to prove something to Bruce to stay as robin,

Which is why, when Dick had Damian be Robin, Tim felt like he had no place in the family anymore

That’s why he went a little insane

It’s cool, they’re fine now…

Speaking of insane,

Tim is like the one robin in the family I would not want to fight

Like compare to the others,

(Dick has experience form doing it for so long + mf is giggling and joking while kicking ass,

Jason is just kid with daddy issues and a gun, it’s America, been there seen it,

And Damian has both daddy and mommy issues, angain nothing really special)

Tim is just purely unhinged,

he’s got everything to prove without the care in the world what happens to him,

don’t forget his mad scientist era

What I’m trying to say is that Tim is scary and you have a better chance fighting Damian or Jason

(at least they kinda make it quick)

Ok back to silly goofy hc :D

Tim used to write Batman fanfics,

it’s true I was his screensaver

He used them all wattpad, fanfic.net, ao3, tumblr, etc

It was mostly “original character” fics, that were actually self inserts

as escapism

(He’s def taking that to the grave)

Stephanie found out about it and he was planing her “disappearance” within a rive minute timeframe

Speaking of Steph,

They cringe every time someone brings up the fact that they used to date

*hold cute picture of Steph/Tim* Awe you guys were so cute, ashamed you two broke up

Them: *gag*

He loves Steph tho, she’s his ride or die

As I mentioned in my Accent hc,

Tim knows a lot of languages bc rich kid

Him and Damian talk to each other in mandarin, mostly bc it’s a language they both know fluently

He tried to learn Arabic so Damian could feel comfortable talking to him,

(This is after the many times he’s tried to kill him, but hey what are brother’s for..?)

He couldn’t quite get the pronunciation right, and just said “fuck it we speaking mandarin”

Literally, they don’t even speak in English to each other anymore,

Like if it’s just them talk, other ppl they’ll translate or they’re talking shit

Tim and Damian actually get along,

Like it was rough at first, but living together really forces the two to get along

(Imma add more about them in a different hc)

Also Dick Grayson!!

Did I mention he had a parasocial relationship?

Yeah, Dick was not excluded from that

He knew Dick was mostly giving him the time of day bc he felt guilt about not being there enough for Jason,

But he doesn’t care

He knew what he was doing going to Dick about being Robin,

“You gotta be Robin again. Batman needs Robin”

“Idk who you are kid, but I am not wear that thing again. Plus blue is more my color. You wearing if you think it’ll help Bruce”

*Tim already at the display case* “I mean…if you insist”

Stalker

Nothing else to add to that

He’s the best to take to galas (or just to deal with high society in general) having grew up with lessons on how to be a “proper young man”

Study abroad at one point,

It was in Switzerland

Has a staring problem

Literally. Imagine just minding your business in a public area and turning to see (👁️👁️) staring death at you without blinking

Don’t worry, it’s just his adhd taking over the most part of his brain

He actually hates black coffee, but it’s the only think strong enough to have him away (so he won’t get nightmares)

He watches anime,

Specifically, shonen anime and BL (boylove)

He watches anime with Damian while arguing about the main pairing not working bc the “male love interest is obviously gay”

He wrote fanfics, you think he won’t be a shipper?

Can sing,

Like really good

Jason caught him singing in his room at like 2:30 in the morning and sent a video to the group chat

*jason sent a video*

Jason: ya see this shit😀

Everyone goes crazy bc Tim sounds so nice

The thing is, Tim never hid the fact that he can sing, just never said it out load

But if you were really pay attention to him, you could have caught him lightly singing to himself any indie or viral tiktok song while he does basic tasks

Everyone now has a mission of trying to catch him in the act,

Only Alfred and Cass knew he could sing

Bart knows about his identity before he told the team,

Bc Yk future and all

So him and Tim just naturally became closer over time as Tim could rant to Bart without worrying about his identity being blown

(More about this in another hc)

Cannon that he cross dresses

I think that’s it for now…

#batfam #batman #dick grayson #tim drake #jason todd #bruce wayne #red robin #robin #dc characters #batfamily headcanons #batfam headcanons #dc headcanon #idk what other tags to add #I have more hcs for tim but I can’t think right now it’s 12am #I love Tim Drake #hes my favorite robin next to robin!Jason

[minswife4life]

Yoongi: Cheers

In which the boys thought they had to Kill Yoongi for a second.

Warnings: None (fem!Reader)

A/N: This takes place before Future but can be read on it’s own. Feel free to leave a comment ♡

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"Cheers" they all toasted.

"Ahh, I feel like we haven’t done this in a while" Hoseok said, leaning back in his chair to relax.

"Yeah, feels like it’s been ages” Jin agreed, taking a sip of his drink.

After a long week of work, they’ve all decided to go out for drinks. After a while of chatting, the guys fell into a comfortable silence.

Yoongi loved moments like this. In company of the people he loved the most, and yet his favorite person missing this evening.

"I want to see Y/N" he said after looking at a couple outside the window.

Maybe it was the Alcohol, or maybe he just missed her too much.

Maybe it was both…

Hoseok was the first to crack a laugh.

"All of a sudden" Namjoon chuckled.

"It’s been so long since the last time we met her." Hoseok realized.

"Yeah,I almost forgot what she looks like." Jin joked, all in good faith.

"I haven’t seen her what feels like ages, let alone the rest of you." Yoongi chimed in.

And Jungkook couldn’t help but laugh.

It actually hasn’t been that long because you were away visiting your family, and it’s just been two weeks since you last seen him.

Namjoon smiled at that, "Do you miss her?"

Whenever Yoongi had something to drink, he was definitely more open to talk about his feelings.

"I’d be lying if I say I don’t" he chuckled to himself.

Jimin’s eyes lid up as he remembered- "I asked him once about it" he couldn’t contain his amusement. "He said, "I always miss her, but no one needs to know.""

“Oooohhhh” they began to mock him.

"Honestly, I just feel shy to admit it to anyone. Sometimes even to her." He laughs it off, feeling a bit embarrassed how the conversation turned out.

And they all started to laugh with him. It was nice to be this carefree once in a while.

"No, but seriously, you have an amazing relationship with her Hyung." Taehyung commented after taking a sip of his drink.

"Noona is such a great person. At this point, I can’t imagine Hyung with anyone else but her." Jungkook agreed.

Everyone smiled at that. You were all close. And seeing Yoongi happy and in love with you, made everything even better.

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"Remember that one time Y/N got us all in trouble?" Namjoon began to laugh at the memory he brought up.

Back in the days when they debuted freshly, they were all chasing her through the building and their Manager got really mad at them.

"I remember our Manager scolding us for being unprofessional and not focusing on our responsibilities." Jin started to laugh hysterically.

"And then he had the audacity to say, that she isn’t even that fast!"

They all couldn’t contain their amusements anymore.

"I thought he was going to rip our heads off that time. I almost shit my pants that day. And when he began to laugh at us for not catching her- I almost died from a heart attack!" Jungkook comments, unable to stop himself from laughing.

You all did so many things together, made so many memories…

"Oh, or that one time we tried to prank Jin Hyung by pouring a bucket of water from the balcony, and accidentally dropping it all on her. Just because Hyung wanted her to bring the plates back in." Taehyung remembered with a devilish grin.

Your face back then was priceless. Just thinking about it made him feel like 20 all over again.

"Yah, wipe that smirk out of your face, you prick! Poor thing had a cold for the following week because of you three brats!" Yoongi scolded them.

"Hey, we did sufferer the consequences!" Jungkook defended right away.

Let’s just say, Yoongi almost buried them alive after witnessing the scene. They had to practically beg you to help them escape their Hyungs wrath.

You did take it all with humor, but Yoongi was furious that day.

"She puts up with so much shit from us. Sometimes I felt like she is our babysitter more than Hyung’s girlfriend" Jimin said with a big smile on his face.

"Ahh- That makes me want to ask- Yoongi when are you thinking about making Min a officially member of the Min family, hmm? Poor girl is waiting long enough, don’t you think?" The oldest commented with his signature laugh.

"Ohhh, fast, I think?" Taehyung said right away. "I mean, it’s safe to say that Hyung thinks that she’s the one."

"Yeah, so why not just take the step now?" Jimin agreed. "You know we support you!"

"No. Not yet." Yoongi chuckled to that.

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"Not yet?" Namjoon asked confused. "But why?"

They all look at Yoongi expectant. 

"Don’t get me wrong, of course I thought of marrying Y/N." The man in question defended, sensing his friends tensing up.

"But?" Jungkook asked, confused in his Hyung’s response. Y/N was like a big sister to him, and he was really protective of her.

So were all of them.

Yoongi starts to get nervous, embarrassed about the attention he was receiving.

It was something that was occupying his mind lately, and he didn’t even talk to you about it properly, so…

But he can trust them. They’re family, so there should be no harm in telling them.

Right?

Somehow he felt like he managed to get himself into a interrogation. Him being the main suspect of a capital crime.

Him being guilty.

"I actually thought-" he started but hesitated.

"You thought what?" Hoseok became serious as well.

Y/N was his partner in crime. His best friend. He loved her like a brother loved his sister. Yoongi better don’t mess it up.

They all stared at him seriously. Somehow expecting the worst.

"I thought of- Of starting a family with her before that." He mumbled. Palm’s sweaty from nervousness.

It’s insane how he feels like, he’s telling her family rather than his friends.

No. Telling your family would probably be way more easier than this.

After a few seconds of silence, they all began to smile widely after the realization clicked in.

They really thought they had to murder him for a second.

Not that they would ever hesitate to do so, if he ever were to hurt you!

"Wow, Yoongi! I always thought I would be the first, but look at you!" Jin began, smiling and cheering brightly at his younger brother.

"Hyung, I think you have to step up your game with your girlfriend.” Taehyung smiled at the oldest.

And so, the atmosphere began to lighten up again.

"Have you talked to her about it?" Namjoon asked, now relaxing again.

"No. I’m still waiting for the right moment." Yoongi replied with a sigh.

"Woa, Uncle Hoba!- Oh, I think I can get used to this." Hoseok smiled widely, clapping his hands, already starting to think about 101 ways to spoil the little one.

"Well then-" Jin picked up his glass with a loving smile. "Cheers to a future Baby Min"

They all clinked there glasses together. Wishing for a happy and healthy future to come their way.

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"Let’s just hope, the baby gets Y/N's good looks." And again everyone started to laugh at that.

"Cheers to that!" And Yoongi begins to smirk at Jimin’s toast.

"Yeah, cheers to a bright Future with you by his side." He thought.

#bts #bts x reader #yoongi x reader #min yoongi x reader #agust d #bangtan yoongi #min suga x reader #suga #suga x reader #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #park jimin #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #future au

[villa-kulla]

hi! I love shoot your shot/conviction immensely and just finished my eighth (maybe?) read through of it. then I was checking tumblr tags and saw you did some "dvd commentaries" which was a fun bonus treat! I was wondering if you had any other thoughts about the series that never made it into the fics/asks? I've also been laughing to myself imagining people in the courthouse being like "I wonder what Howard's up to" and Jimmy and Kim just have to suffer in silence. Or sometime later a rumor (1/2)

(2/2) spreads that maybe somehow Howard's involved with Lalo? and Cliff is just like "I can't believe Jimmy is spreading rumors again 😔 I'll have to correct everyone." Anyway, thank you for such lovely fics and I hope you have a wonderful day!

aaaaah thank you so much! EIGHTH omg that is heartwarming 😭 Also “I wonder what Howard is up to” omg dying at the idea of rumours just trickling back up to ABQ. People all like "Oh I heard Howard's getting involved in some non-profit down in Mexico, that's so great of him!" And Jimmy and Kim knowing full well this has to be a cartel front like "Hnnngh".

And I’ve been trying to think of some ‘deleted scenes’ the past week! I don’t think there were any actual full SCENES I wanted to include and didn’t, other than the ‘theatre school’ background, which I worked into Conviction. Other than that, the fic turned out pretty similarly to the outline, give or take a few things that popped up organically. Although I definitely had a lot of behind-the-scenes headcanons about the characters, or random thoughts that didn’t end up getting explicitly worked in! Like these aren't new thoughts to the fic or anything, I'm just expanding on them a little more. Not sure if it's what you had in mind, but here are some NOW!

Wardo/Eduardo

I was soooo looking forward to giving Howard a nickname! Something about ‘Howie’ wasn’t doing it for me, and I also wanted something more Spanish. It didn’t take long to think of ‘Wardo’ which I LOVED the sound of, and, AND, it has the bonus of also being a nickname for Eduardo. So I liked them having yet another thing in common, and even their names being flip sides of the same coin:3 I also liked the idea of narcissistic Lalo sort of naming Howard in his image lol. There are parts in Conviction where I make references to Lalo ‘carving’ Howard like a kind of Pygmalion, so I think the ‘Wardo’ nickname fits in with that well.

Howard's mental state

One thing that didn’t get touched on a whollllle lot in the comments is what a bad headspace Howard is in in this fic. He’s not exactly suicidal, but there is a definitely a sort of shrugging self-destructive tendency. I see him as over the worst of his s4 breakdown, but even if he doesn’t actively want to die, he can’t really imagine the rest of his life either. So while I think a more mentally-healthy Howard would have pulled away from Lalo sooner, this Howard has much less self-preservation. As far as he’s concerned, even if Lalo DID snap and kill him, would that really be the worst thing? It’s not like he’s very happy with his current life anyways. That idea comes into a play in a few ways in the fic, but probably most obviously here, after they part ways in chapter 2:

Footsteps heavy, Howard forced himself to walk back across the empty lot, not sure why he felt so tired. He knew he’d dodged a bullet and that he was lucky to be walking back into his offices at all, but…

In some ways, he couldn’t help but think a bullet would have gone down smoother.

Oh Howard...the poor guy would almost rather get killed than continue his current life trajectory:S There are for sure other reasons he’s into Lalo, not just the appealing threat of danger, but the constant threat that Lalo could put him out of his misery is...not the turn-off it should be for him. Anyways, Howard's certainly no pushover in this fic, but he is more fragile in this fic than he thinks he is, and in a very good space to get corrupted. And fortunately - or unfortuantely - Lalo likes a project!

Cappuccino

His cappuccino for Cheryl has a peace sign as a literal peace offering, so his cappuccino for Lalo has a leaf on it. Ya know. Because he’s turning over a new leaf. Anyway lol. Follow for more heavy-handed coffee metaphors ☕ 

Lalo as a Chuck-like figure

I’d talked before about how part of Lalo’s appeal to Howard in this fic is the sense of excitement he represents, and I think that’s fairly evident in the fic. But one thing I didn’t really explore is that in some ways Howard might have seen Lalo as a new Chuck. While Howard can lead, I don’t think he actually likes the role of leader very much in this fic. I think he feels more comfortable following someone with a stronger personality. And I think he latches onto Lalo as that someone. He used to being the second in command to someone difficult, extremely intelligent, charismatic but with an edge, and also someone who requires a particular “handling”. And so Howard’s “only I can understand this man, he needs me, I’m just helping him” approach to Lalo comes easily because he already had that dynamic with Chuck.

ALSO, one thing I reeeeally wish I’d worked in, is the way Howard’s relationship ended with Chuck, and how it would have been extra rationale for him attaching himself to Lalo. I think the fact that he betrayed Chuck - and felt such guilt - would only make his sense of loyalty to Lalo even stronger. He already let down one person close to him, and that person wound up dead. So of course he could never do the same thing to Lalo. Even if what Lalo does is ethically wrong, he needs Howard’s sympathy not his judgement! Howard learned this the hard way with Chuck, and takes it to an extreme with Lalo.  Howard absolutely would have used this as a justification for siding with Lalo, and would have rationalized it as the ‘right thing to do’.

Howard’s sexual experience

It’s mentioned in the fic that Howard’s slept with men twice before Lalo, but I think he’s had a little more experience than that. Howard’s approaching the idea of ‘sex’ from a sort of heteronormative point of view, where sex = penetration. So I do believe Howard’s only tried that twice, but he’s probably experimented before that, enough to know that yes it is something he is in fact interested in. There’s “that one time in Tahoe” where he ‘properly’ slept with a man for the first time, took the top role, and it was probably an incredible experience for him. We also know Howard had a not-that-great experience with bottoming that didn’t get that far, and I imagine that was the second time he had sex with a man (aka Phoenix lol). I think the first time was so good he felt it was worth exploring again, but the second time was maybe more physically unpleasant for him. So that was enough to convince him that he could hang that part of his life back up in the closet and shut the door. But there’s not enough room in the closet for Howard’s yearnings AND all those suits lol, one was going to have to spill out again. 

Also in chapter 1 when his sexual experiences were mentioned, initially I imagined they were both affairs while still married to Cheryl. But then as I continued to write Howard and got to know him better, I found the idea unlikely. I think the first time was pre-Cheryl, and the second time was maybe while he was dating Cheryl, but before they got more serious. He would have considered it ‘one last experiment’ before settling down with Cheryl, and was maybe even relieved he didn’t enjoy it as much, making it easier to choose the more socially acceptable lifestyle.

(also while we’re talking about sex lol, in some ways I find it unlikely they didn’t use a condom in chapter 4. Two mostly self-aware queer guys who would have been young men in the 80s? Probs not lol. But again, Howard’s a little self-destructive in this fic!)

Gunplay

Normally I don’t really plan out sex scenes and kind of just like to follow the characters and see what they do. But that being said,  I knew gunplay was definitely going to feature at some point in this fic as a sexier spin on canon lol. In an early outline I actually imagined them NOT parting ways in chapter 4, and having a whole ‘montage sequence’ of them starting an affair, leading to this:

There were different ideas for this scene, some involving Howard being more involved in the gun use and actually turning it back on Lalo a little. But in the end I like how it worked out, and the way it became a kind of surrender for Howard. Also I’d never written anything remotely as kinky as gunplay before lmao, and YET...I really don’t find it that kinky to be honest, at least not the way the scene is framed. Like sure it’s a little fucked up of them lol but c’mon, it’s romantic! It’s about being recognized! They’re absolute freaks here, but they’re freaks who see each other!! As far as gunplay goes, theirs was pretty sweet lol. Anyways, Howard needed to let go, and Lalo needed someone to want all of him, and I love that that’s what the scene turned into. It’s definitely a key turning point for both characters, and so I like that it sort of feels like the fic’s ‘water cooler’ moment <3

Aaaaaanyways, there were sooooo many things about each character that I had in mind while writing, and wish I could have included it all. But at a certain point, then it starts become more of a manifest than an actual story. I could have crammed in all these ideas more explicitly, but it would have been at the expense of flow. It felt better for characters reveal themselves through action, and still operate within the structure of a story. But hopefully some of these things came across, whether as text or subtext or what!

Oh yeah, one final thing I wanted to do but didn’t: have them order takeout from pollos hermanos lmao. I love the idea of them holed up in a motel room somewhere with a pollos bag and cups on the nightstand in the background, but it just...didn’t work lol. But we can dream.

Thanks soooo much again for your nice words, and also for giving me the opportunity to ramble about my blorbos! They defs live in my brain now so it’s nice to shake them around again <3 Might pop back with some extra thoughts on Lalo's side of their whole courtship because he was going through his own progression in terms of falling for Howard, but this was getting LONG!

#asks #laloward #the crack ship that could <3 #marching-sparky

[aaric-s-haven]

TRUSTFALL - A War (2019) fanfiction

Aka

Excerpt/Part One of Something I may never post cuz I'm lazy like that

Because there is nothing stopping me from writing a Khalid x Kabir fanfiction, so what was I waiting for really.

Featuring a surprisingly shy Kabir, a very oblivious simp Khalid and a very long suffering Aditi whispering Now Kiss anytime they are in the same room. 

Major Kabir Dhaliwal is a very distrustful person, everybody at RAW knew that. It was given considering the turbulent past with which he had made his entry as a field agent. Not yet twenty one and already having to kill his mentor. There were all sorts of stories about their bond. Some said they were in love, some said they were but father and son. Nobody talked about how much Kabir's personality flipped after the betrayal. How a bright kid with a ready smile on his face turned into a hypervigilant, stern wreck overnight. The soft greens of his eyes turned piercing and cold overnight. Nobody faulted him for it and certainly no one tried to tell him to take his ass to therapy. They valued their life too much. There would be whispering in corridors, not-so-subtle glances as he passed by, a boy who killed his mentor without flinching was not a man they wanted to cross on negative or friendly terms. It was better to gawk at him in awe, keep him at an arm's distance. Kabir was used to stares anyway.

Kabir is an easily flustered person and absolutely nobody outside the team knew. As Aditi often said, his ‘tell’ is clear as day and people are just blind motherfuckers. He would bite the inside of his lips and avert his eyes, trying to rub the blush off his ears. If one was lucky they would witness his soft exasperated laugh as he tried to hide the rising redness of his ears. A lot of pre-betrayal Kabir had faded out a long time ago but being highly uncomfortable with compliments, especially ones that made him feel nice, remained. Kabir was the oxymoron of a confident flirt and a flustering recipient. He was honestly better at responding to the wandering hands of a stranger than a genuine compliment. You can slap a bitch but you can't slap somebody whose company is very much his guilty pleasure, A.K.A his team.

His spoiled and completely shameless team, taking advantage of this, had made a game out of making him blush.Years of trained poker face was weak in front of the power of bad pick up lines and clumsy attempts at hiding their genuine fondness for him, from people he would give his life for. They had long ago stopped fearing him for most part, a fact he did not approve of because that meant that they had grown enough spine to make him a part of their little competitions. All his punishments involved extra drills and pushing them hard, something that was enough to put the fear of God in his juniors, but somehow these brats didn't give a flying fuck.

Aditi was in the lead, though according to Saurabh it wasn't fair because Aditi was Kabir's favorite. She could get away with more audacious lines the rest of them can't even hope to speak. Not without Hardass Kabir making vengeful comebacks in training sessions. They only had themselves to blame for the increased drills that followed.

Paranoid Kabir and blushing mess Kabir had never met. After all, he only got flustered by people he loved. Until a certain day, when a new member entered their team, an oxymoron personality to rival Kabir himself. Khalid Rahmani.

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AN: I obviously took some liberties and added a team dynamic that we barely got a glimpse of in the movie. All that hinted towards it in the movie was that scene where Kabir was extremely suspicious of Khalid and extremely protective of his team when he was being an ass towards the poor guy. Also when Aditi shamelessly flirted with him and he ducked his head with a smile, while fake Khalid/Saurabh followed it up with get in line. I mean, Khalid and Kabir's obvious chemistry doesn't explain why Saurabh so comfortably went with the flirting. Hence my headcanon that they all were shameless brats, making a game of hitting on Kabir.

Also Kabir centric cuz repressed men are pathetic little meow meows and I like torturing them

#Kabir x Khalid #kabir dhaliwal #khalid rehmani #war (2019) #queer bollywood #bollywood #i love Aditi incase you didnt notice #she gives off chaos gremlin/bosslady #hrithik roshan #tiger shroff #btw in this pic tiger could uk be more subtle while simping

[bess3714]

Finally watched Black Adam and here are some of my thoughts on it. Keep in mind that I don't know anything about any of these characters from the comics, so all my opinions are based on the movie alone. Also, spoilers for the movie ahead! (But I'm guessing everyone has seen it by now)

1. Al Rothstein/Atom Smasher and Maxine Hunkel/Cyclone didn't need to be there.

Neither Maxine nor Al contributed to the plot. The shots of Cyclone using her powers were so so so pretty and fun, while Atom Smasher's powers were the old classic 'get big, smash things'. I liked them, they just didn't really serve a purpose. It's fine for a character to not contribute much to the plot, but they at least need some development. Maxine riding a bike and wearing a quirky outfit in her first scene just doesn't cut it. (No hate for that outfit though, it was pretty cute.) Al was mostly there for comic relief, and while it was funny to see him knock Hawkman out of the sky, it really wasn't necessary. The one good scene with them was when Maxine is fixing up Karim and Al is super impressed. It was a nice interaction between them, and I could see some potential there for further character development, but we just didn't get it. I assume they'll be showing up in a future movie sometime, (at least I hope so!) but they didn't need to be in this one.

2. Carter Hall aka Hawkman aka Angry Justice Man

WHY was he so mad about Adam?? I seriously thought the movie was going to drop some angsty backstory between the two of them, but nope, Carter was just really mad at Adam for no good reason. Seriously, this is his job. Does he get this mad about other supervillains he has no personal connection to?

3. Adrianna's speech about the Justice Society was FIRE

She chewed Hawkman and Dr. Fate out for not showing up to help when her country was invaded and people were suffering, but conveniently showing up to save them when Black Adam woke up (aka only when there was suddenly a threat to the USA, and the rest of the world). It was a pretty solid speech

4. The "Kill off the old guy, because we need a little tragedy and killing off the young guy is too much tragedy" trope

Kent Nelson/Dr. Fate was pretty cool. He gave off big "I'm Tired and Would Like a Nap But The World Won't Leave Me Alone" vibes. I think he and Carter paired nicely together, what with Carter's intense "I have zero chill" about literally everything. Unfortunately, poor Dr. Fate fell into one of my pet peeve tropes of "kill the old guy cause it's not as sad!" I don't know what the name of this trope actually is, but once I started seeing it, it really started to bug me. Like, I love a good old fashioned one-character-sacrifices-themself-for-everyone, because you can really get a lot of angst and emotion out of it and I love watching characters go through The Sufferings, but when it's the oldest member of the group its like, oh well, knew it would be him, he was gonna die soon anyway, moving on.

5. Carter's whole "killing people is bad" spiel was correct in that something bad actually happened!

Yeah, when you live in a universe with magic, sometimes people just don't stay dead. Instead, they come back as the Big Bad to kill your group's Old Guy! In all seriousness, I don't think this movie did that bad of a job handling the old "to kill or not to kill" question. I wouldn't say they did a great job, but it could have been worse. The movie wanted you to root for Adam, but there were definite consequences to him killing people, like not having anyone to question when they were looking for Amon, or creating the Big Bad. (Remember kids, consequences of your actions, whether good or bad, is where a story comes from!) I would have liked to see a little bit of "killing invaders isn't murder, it's war, so the rules are different," to go along with the "killing people is bad" and the "killing people is fine" philosophies because that would have made for an interesting story, but this movie just did not have the depth for that.

6. Hey look, it's Amanda Waller! (shoots on sight)

How can Viola Davis make me feel such seething, unfathomable rage towards a character when she only appears on-screen for like, five minutes? I assume it's talent. Sobs because I wish I was as cool as her. Amanda Waller is my favorite character to despise. Also, why is Mr. Justice-and-Due-Process-and-Killing-is-Bad working with Ms. I-Put-Bombs-in-People's-Heads-to-Make-Them-Work-for-Me? It seems like there's a bit of a disconnect there.

7. Hey look, it's Dwayne Johnson playing Dwayne Johnson! (cries)

Okay, so Johnson did a decent job being not-himself. Adam was a serious character, and it was nice to see Johnson play him that way, a big difference from the more comedic roles he always seems to be in. My biggest issue was his voiceover when he was explaining the whole thing about Hurut actually being the champion, cause that was all the Rock. For a character angry and grieving enough to slaughter the king and a bunch of bystanders, Johnson didn't sound particularly angry or grieving. I wanted some emotion in that speech. Then afterwards he turned himself over to Carter? There was not enough emotion in that speech for him to do that, no sir.

8. In conclusion, this movie was pretty decent. I definitely wasn't blown away by it or anything, but it was enjoyable enough to watch and maybe even rewatch

#al rothstein #maxine hunkel #black adam #teth adam #kent nelson #doctor fate #carter hall #hawkman #black adam 2022 #due to inflation my opinion is worth ten cents

[creepyalienghost]

☠️Susie’s return☠️

Happy Halloween guys!!!

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It had been nearly two years since the Joey Drew studio’s massacre. The deranged Joey Drew started a cult with five other employees and eventually murdered the rest of them. The police found the five employees to be staring off into the walls , covered in blood and mumbling something the cops couldn’t pinpoint. There was the bodies of the others scattered and torn. They didn’t know how such a horrible things could occur in their nice little town. The owner, Joey Drew, was arrested and gotten life In prison, while the five employees were found inane and sent to different insane asylums to keep them apart. Susie Campbell was brought to the

Susie Campbell was a troubling soul. Her mind was shattered by what had happened. The nurses and doctor had watched her over the time and things had gotten worst since she’s been here. At first it was simple drawings of a demon her mind made up to help her cope with what she did and cursing at them. But things got worse. Way worse. Now she would stab the nurses and other patients with pencils and toothbrushes or attack them. They poor nurses had to strap her up weekly by this point. And still things get worse.

Lately she’s been having nightmares which scared Susie. They were like warnings of the future. Warnings of him returning. Susie never wanted to be apart of any of this. Joey had trick her into joining. He tricked them all. He told them different lies to trapped them. Hers was a new script of her favorite character to voice act, Alice Angel. She was Susie’s whole world at the time and she would’ve done most anything to voice her. Anything but kill. Susie was supposed to be a good person. Now she was own by a demon. Bendy they all called it. After the little devil there show is based on. He was anything but little. Evil, sick and sadistic.

Susie sat on her bed and wondered if the others are suffering to with these dreams or any other signs. Hell, bendy may have already collected some of them already. But Susie doesn’t have any means of figuring that out. She wasn’t aloud to know what was happening on the outside. The nurses wouldn’t tell her for the sake of her own safe. But maybe she can sneak on one of there computers. Good idea!

Susie steps out of her room to see how busy the nurses are. As expected they were all busy making their rounds on each of their patients. Susie watched as one was guiding a patient down the hall, another was getting Medicine ready, and one at a desk was looking though files. Susie felt bad for them, each one was nice to them and she had a horrible feeling of their doom.

Mrs. pats, the one who took care of her, had just walked away from her computer into the bathroom. Now was her chance to check. Susie walked a steady pace to not seem suspicious, she waved at the nurse sitting at the desk when she passed and quickly got on the computer. She peaked behind her to see if any nurses was watching. None were. She started her search, typing the names of her old boss first into the search engine. Her stomach dropped when she read the first headline- JOEY DREW SETS KILLS, NOW MISSING- she quickly search Sammy Lawrence and found a similar headline. -SAMMY LAWRENCE KILLS 3 AND ESCAPES-

She was right. Those two were already back under that demons control and had escaped. Who knew where they were now? Who know how much longer she has before they’d collect her to. Maybe they were already on there way. She hoped not. She hoped there was more time to plan, to run. If she ran soon, everyone here would be safe she has to run and soon.

“Susie Campbell!” Can the voice of her nurses, making her jump. “You know your not allowed to be on our computers. I’m afraid I’m going to have to send you to your room, on lockdown.

Before Susie could say anything she was being lead down to her room by the nurses. “W-wait! Please! You guys don’t understand! Your all in danger by a demon! An ink demon!” She tries to warn them but they don’t seem to want to listen. She turn to the one behind her. “Listen! Your all going to die-“

“That’s not appropriate to say miss Susie!” She interrupted Susie. “What has gotten into you? I know! You probably just need a good rest.” The nurse pulled out a syringe filled with medicine for sleep.

Susie shakes her head no. “No don’t!” She yells about to run but another nurse held her form behind. Susie couldn’t do anything but beg them not to put her to sleep. She was sobbing now form fear. But they wouldn’t listen and injected her in the neck. Instantly her body grew calm, heavy. Her eyes became blurry and her mind wouldn’t focused. What was she so scared of again? She couldn’t remember. All she knew was that she wanted sleep and she did.

Susie sat up Quick and breathing heavy. As she looked around she knew she was notice in the hospital anymore. She was back in hell, in her old work place. The Studio. Everything was covered in that evil black ink. It was on the desk, dropping from the ceiling, on her even. She panic when she saw it on her and trade to swipe it off. But it wouldn’t come off her. It wouldn’t let go. He wouldn’t let go. She cried out in desperation as she tried but soon gave up and yelled in frustration.

A loud thud made her force in fear. The only sounds she heard now was her breathing. She turned to where the thud had come from and saw a message on the wall. -YOU CANT RUN- “No! No! No!” she shakes her head, backing away from it like it was the demon it self. She stop apparently when bumped into something. A Slimey something. It was him she know that. She could feel it’s breath on the back of her neck. She slowly turned around to her old coworker and boss. Sammy Lawrence and Joey Drew.

They were covered in ink and wearing those awful bendy mask. What’s worst Susie can see there eyes behind the mask. Hollow blank eyes, Seeing nothing. They were nothing more then puppets here and that frightened Susie. She didn’t want to become like this.

She turned to run but was interrupted by that demon. Susie’s breath hitched to a halt. Bendy looked more evolved, more hellish! He was taller much taller. Hands huge and teeth sharp as needles. “Hello again Susie!” He grabbed her.

She screamed and struggled to break away. “Let me go! Help me!”

Bendy gave a dark laugh. “It’s time you return to me, Susie.” The demons hand covered Susie’s mouths but it wasn’t to muffle her screams. She could instantly tased it. The bitter of the ink. He was feeding it to her, forcing it down her throat. Susie Panicked and tried desperately to remove his hand away. She moved her head left to right, bit his hand and did everything she can think of. The demon just laughed as he watched her struggle. “Soon you will give up” Susie fearfully knew it was try. She felt her body reacting to the ink. Her hands shook and twitched every so slightly, her mind raced and her heart pounded so hard in her chest. She was losing control….losing. Consciousness…

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Susie hadn’t been the same for the past three days. Ever since she woke up from that sleep she has been distant and less cheerful. She wouldn’t listen to the nurses, she wouldn’t eat and wouldn’t interact with the other patients. She only sits in her room now. Mr.pats was beginning to worry for her. Worried about both her health and state she was in. She decided to check on her that afternoon and bring her a plate of food.

When she went to Susie’s room the door was slightly open and the room was dark. “Susie?” She called out as she pushed the door open and the smell hit her. A heavy wave or putrid ink that almost made her throw up. “S-Susie what the hell-“ she paused when she stepped into a wet sticky puddle. She turned on the lights and was horrified of what she saw. The whole room was covered in black goop. It was on the walls, on the bed, even in the tube. “What the fuck…”

“He has joined us” came Susie’s voice from the corner. The nurse looks at her and trembled. She was covered in the black goop. Almost like she was made of it. But she wasn’t alone. A horrible tall monster was standing right next to her. Mr. Pats gave a bloodcurdling scream right as the power went out.

Chaos came quickly. Both the nurses and patients were quickly aware that something was going on. Black goop began to spread from room to room with beings of goop people coming from it and started to kill them. One of the them was recruiting some nurses and patients and if they did they join they would turn into the same goop as them. Patience we’re running left and right panicking, nurses was trying to hide them and the guards ran in to fight the goop people.

They stood no chance against them. The prophet sank his axe into one guards head. The projectionist clawed into a nurse, stomach. And the Butcher gang was attacking a group of three patience.

The police was called for help many times. At first they thought it was a joke some kids were pulling but by the tenth call a group was sent. From the outside things look normal but when they stepped inside the smell of ink hit them hard. They were going to ask why it smelled but no one was at the desk. They searched the building for any nurse and found none, nor patients. The cops were freaked out from the disappearance of everyone when nothing was out of place. The beds were made, the floors were clean, the walls were filled with patience art work but no signs of life.

The case went on for about a month but soon it was force to close do to no new evidence. No one knew what happened to the nurses and patients at that hospital and the police were told to keep it under wraps. There was no news covering it, the families were paid off and public was never told. The few people that was curious were brought up as crazy but they knew something bad happened there.

#bendy and the ink machine #sammy lawrence #susie campbell #joey drew

[aizenat]

Like, to this day, I still don’t understand what Us was trying to be. Like I get it in a sense. Idk, I tend to be good with subtlety, and I love a good indie horror. I get it, and I read all the essays to get an even better understanding of it. But the execution was kinda....meh to me. It’s too exposition-y. And the “twist” that the Adelaide we spent the movie rooting for was originally a Tethered one was like “okay.” I mean even with its themes, what was the point of that other to just be a twist? 

I think that no matter how good an actress is, if the story is pretty confusing and convoluted, general audiences are not going to go crazy over it. Especially if you don’t get pretty campy with it. Us was also very dark both in themes and execution. It was more horror than the psychological thriller we got from Get Out. Get Out was crazy and insane, but rooted in a sense of fantastical science that obviously reflects a lot of what we see irl. With Us, you have to think and think and think, and even though I love thinking, I wasn’t able to start putting pieces together until I read a few essays to get me started. Like, I’M the sort of person that if I’m confused on something, I’ll look it up, but the rest of society will be more like “hm. wasn’t like Get Out. Anyway, are we going shopping after this or what?” 

I think what made Get Out work was that it was very obvious and on the nose with what it was saying while also being so over the top and satirical that it had a camp element to ease fans into the horror better. You know something is off from jump. The weird silent auction. Lakeith Stanfield’s behavior (and how changed he is from his intro in the beginning). The blind artist who takes a liking to Daniel’s character. The weird looks Daniel gives every time the white people he’s around say something stupid and so “I’m not racist, I voted for Obama” in a move that feels like it could have came straight from a Key and Peele sketch or even Family Guy. 

As such, when the horror part comes in, the thought of being trapped in your body while a white person invades it and uses it against your will, the audience (no matter their personal race or experience) understands it. I think that was another element to the movie as well: it actually showcased what it felt like to be a Black American, especially with how we have to dance around whites to not make them feel uncomfortable all while they don’t care how they make us feel. And then when it’s revealed they don’t care about us but how they can use us, it made even white audiences pause and think about the Black experience in a way most had never done before. It forced whites to face their own attitudes and behaviors, turning a mirror on them. 

With Us, I don’t think it does that great of a job of holding up that mirror. The Tethered represent how our lives are able to exist rather comfortably because of the oppression of others. But we don’t see that oppression until AFTER the Tethered come to attempt to murder and replace the main characters. It’s also confusing on what the Tethered are. I think if Peele had been brave enough to take a supernatural approach, a shadow world would have made things flow better. But instead, these mother fuckers are just “underground?” Like what? What was keeping them there? Why couldn’t they just leave and live their lives? 

Also, if the Tethered exist to suffer so that the “real” people can live, then why do they look like us? Oh, because we’re all the same, we’re all human, blah blah blah, gag me. Seriously! I may sympathize with a poor Indian woman working in factory, or a girl in Latin America whose parents were killed by cartels, but they’re NOT me. That doesn’t take away they’re humanity; they shouldn’t have to BE ME for me to see their humanity. So what is the point? Are the Tethered a part of ourselves that we suppress, or are they representative of those oppressed in our world for the benefit of the few in “developed” nations? It’s like it’s trying to be both, and Peele needed to focus. 

The whole shit with the white family too; idk why that needed to exist tbqh. I felt like they could have just focused on the Black family and it would have been fine. It felt like we were trying to pad the run time a bit. The gag of the white family existing and Duke Winston’s character feeling constantly jealous over what they have, as though they are always one-upping him and his family also feels unfair to the Black family. They are still oppressed in the context of their own society, but they are put on the same level as the white family when the Tethered come?

I’m also never sure what the takeaway is supposed to be from the movie. Like when it’s all done, how are we supposed to feel? What are we supposed to take away from it? 

I think if Peele wanted to just have a horror movie for the sake of horror, then make it horror. Make the shadow people simply supernatural creatures that want their revenge. Let them be more representations of the main characters “shadow selves.” Not necessarily suffering so they can be happy or whatever, but literally their shadow selves. Opposites (instead of just supped up versions of who they already are) who are also everything the “real” people wish they could be if they just let themselves go. Stop holding back. And make it more about the shadow people trying to corrupt the “real” people so that they can then take over their bodies and finally live outside of the shadows. I think that would have been more interesting, more focused, and also stays consistent with the body snatcher trend of Peele’s movies that would make it familiar enough with Get Out to know it’s saying something without confusing audiences so much that they just walk away like “huh?” 

Virtually everyone I know who watched Us was confused by it after immediately seeing it. Sure they understood SOME pieces after thinking of it, but the overall message was not clear, and was not conveyed to the general population. And without some film critics who get paid to review this shit (and whom many have more insider knowledge that they could then use to provide context and improve their commentary) helping to springboard some ideas on, I can’t imagine the average movie goer just going into the movie and immediately GETTING IT. You know? 

It’s a shame because I WAS excited to see Lupita in a horror film, and I really wanted it to be good. But it was just a bit too chaotic to fuck with completely imo. 

[lord-radish]

I think I dreamt up a whole-ass movie last night?

It was like a Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland sort of movie about class conflict and the changing nature of magic. And it was set in a fucking post-apocalypse? A poor girl attends a magic class with a bunch of upper-crust mage girls in training, and as a way of hazing her they send her into like a layered maze with the intention of having her die there so they wouldn't have to teach her.

Initially she goes in and starts killing because that part feels like a roguelike video game, but then there's more of a focus on Resident Evil-esque puzzle-solving and the maze gets a whole lot less violent. The MC starts to make friends and allies, and she begins to learn magic from the inhabitants of the different nested realms to develop her own magic style.

There are two things about this maze that lead to the downfall of the upper-crust mages. First, there are like these swappable toys that change in and out of a teleporter which changes which part of the maze-world you're in. The main character uses these to go back to the outside world to rally support against the mages. The second thing is that the maze is a bunch of nested realms with real, living, genuine people in them who the mages love to kill and harass for fun, and the MC makes friends with a bunch of them after deciding to abandon the hazing ritual she'd been sent on.

The mage school teaches a very superficial kind of magic, very cosmetic and surface level, and the movie is about the main character developing the sort of offensive DnD magic we know today. Though the mages are very violent and bloody, and are known to be powerful - the end of the movie has the surviving good guy cast in like a Saw trap where if they close their mouths, a sickle slices up through their butthole and vivisects them. Yeah idk how I came up with that.

There's a fight scene near the end where this young ally character has to fight off the mages, and he uses an incantation to poof the two upper-crust students out of existence. Just straight up ends their existence, they lived and breathed and were made up of matter one second and then they weren't. Dude is wearing a mask but he gets beaten up so bad blood is like flying out of his mask, and eventually the mage instructor gets the better of him, kills him and gets the rest of the cast into that butthole vivisection thing I mentioned earlier.

The movie ends with the main character creating a body double and going back in time to live through the apocalypse again, which was very abstract because it wasn't immediately clear that any of this had happened. The MC goes glassy-eyed for a second and doesn't respond, and then when they get a response from the (unbeknownst) body double, the villain starts her motive rant about how tough the apocalypse was on her. Then one of the good guys talks about how their father died and how the apocalypse sucked for them too, with the movie focusing on the MC suffering what she suffered through through the apocalypse. I initially thought this was a flashback.

But the movie keeps focusing on the MC as she makes her way through the apocalypse and then back through the nested realms of the maze in a very truncated way, like going back through her journey in the movie, until she gets to the area where everyone is being kept. And she can hear that the motive rant is just starting as she arrives, meaning that she isn't in the weird butthole trap and she can save everyone. Hence the MC going glassy-eyed and becoming unresponsive for a second - she was going back in time and she created a body double in her place.

It ends with her going up behind the mage instructor woman and catching her off-guard, and she uses a combination of the mage's brutality and her new offensive magic style to kill her. The old way of magic is dead, and while the MC's magic is more deadly and practical, the mage's reign of terror is over and the nested realms can live in peace with the outside world.

There was a point in this movie that references a Tumblr post which is what makes me think it was all a dream I had. To rally support, the MC uses her... boyfriend? Male best friend? By getting him to gather up all his cabbages so they can feed an ogre and float him down a river into the nested realms to fight the mages. He really doesn't want to, but they need that ogre for the final battle (except he didn't even show up after this cabbage scene). Kind of like the post where the OP's boyfriend is upset about something eating all of his cabbages.

One point in favour of it possibly being real is the production company, Barbarossa. I looked it up on dream-IMDB and they had apparently worked on the first couple X-Men or PotC movies.

Either way, it was kind of a low-budget movie that didn't review super well, but it was a very surprising movie for its violence, its shift from edgy action schlock into an effective movie about making friends and having to defend the realms from the mages, and its legitimately surprising twists like the part where the mage students are hit with a non-existence spell and the MC using magic to go back in time and create a body double in her place without that being immediately apparent. It was set up properly, just like a proper movie. I was almost certainly dreaming all of this and it caught me off-guard.

If this movie is real and I just spoiled the whole thing, apologies. But I'm about 80% sure I just dreamt up an entire-ass fucking movie about magic, class conflict and the post-apocalypse.

#long post #death tw

[dismal-alien-darling]

Like Glass

Alcina Dimitrescu x female reader 

Bela Dimitrescu, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Daniela Dimitrescu, Karl Heisenburg

Summary: Lady Dimitrescu almost looses you and becomes even more protective than ever before. 

Warnings/tags:abduction, being held captive/against your will, being held for ransom, being starved, severe bodily harm, mentions of torture, trauma, night terrors, angst, hurt/comfort, protective Heisenburg, protective Dimitrescu daughters, upset Alcina, protective Alcina, vulnerable Alcina 

y/n= your name 

y/L/n=your lycan’s name 

Alcina Dimitrescu had always been protective of you. Even when you were simply her “pet,” her “toy,” her “human play-thing.” Her protection had doubled when she had confessed her feelings for you and had taken you as her lover. It had then tripled when she asked for your hand in marriage, you now being her wife AND step-mother to her girls.

You and Alcina had been careful in hiding your relationship because as pure as your love was it was dangerous. You could very well have been used a ransom bargaining chip to hand over Castle Dimitrescu to an enemy family. So Lady Dimitrescu kept you close and safe...that was until one winter night. You had  ventured out into the grounds that night to watch the snow fall and as you enjoyed the peace of the snowfall you had been taken by an enemy house. The word has slipped, unbeknownst how, but it had slipped just the same. You had screamed and fought as best as you could but the ones that took you were by far stronger than you. By the time Alcina had heard the screams and had gone racing out of the castle, her daughters leading the charge, there was no sign of you except for the signs of a struggle in the snow.

As expected, two days after you had been captured a note was left at the castle doors demanding Castle Dimitrescu be handed over in exchange for you safe return. The letter stated they had three days to comply or else the next thing that would be showing up the doors would be your dismembered body.

During the next two days Alcina, the girls, Heisenburg (who had grown fond of you) and your lycan (a wedding present from Heisenburg) were tearing the countryside apart looking for you. The troop barely stopped to rest and when they would Alcina could be heard muttering; “Alcina you fool, you should have turned her when you had the chance...you idiot...she could have fought them off if she was turned...you should have been watching her...Alcina you idiot...” she went on and on. Your captors had been very thorough in covering their scent and their headquarters was extremely well hidden.

It was close to sunset on the third day and Alcina had collapsed on her fours sobbing into the grass, “I’VE KILLED HER! LUBIREA MEA I’M SO SORRY!” I’VE FAILED YOU MY POOR DRAGA MEA!” The girls surrounded their mother holding onto her crying on her shoulder, even Heisenburg knelt down and placed a comforting hand on his sister’s back. Their moment of despair was interrupted by y/L/n howling and barking down a lone well about 50 feet away. The group rushed over peering down into the well which had no water at the bottom.

“Call the pack y/L/n! She’s down there and we are going to destroy every single one them! They fucked with the wrong family!” Heisenburg commanded y/L/n who immediately turned tail.The girls and Heisenburg quickly descended down the well leaving Alcina, who couldn’t fit down the narrow entrance.

“There’s a tunnel mother! We’re coming y/n!” Daniela screamed as she, Cassandra, Bela and Heisenburg surged forward.

“Be careful my doves!” Alcina called down after them. Lady Dimitrescu stood over the well for five minutes...fifteen minutes...it felt like an eternity for her. She strained her ears for the slightest sound of anything she could hear. In the distance she heard the lycan pack fast approaching. Y/L/n arrived at the well and sat waiting with the rest of the pack behind them. Some more time passed when finally Alcina heard frantic running.

“Hurry Cassandra! Dammit don’t drop her! I should have carried her!” Daniela screeched.

“Hurry, hurry, hurry...you guys stop arguing! She’s lost so much blood we need to hurry!” Bela screamed her voice choked with tears. Alcina’s heart dropped to her feet as she saw the girls and Heisenburg at the bottom of the well you draped over Cassandra’s shoulder. The girls and Heisenburg made quick work of ascending the well passing you into Alcina’s arms. Lady Dimitrescu let out a combination of what sounded like a scream, a sob and a wail. 

“MY DOVE! CEL MIC WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU?!” Alcina wailed at the sight of her lover. You were absolutely battered within an inch of your life and covered in blood. There were deep chain marks around your wrists and your protruding ribs indicated you had been starved by your captors. 

“Come lycans! Tonight we will taste blood as we ruin a family line forever!” Heisenburg dropped down into the well again as the lycans followed suit one by one leaving the girls with their mother and you. 

Alcina was broken from her despair by the girls tugging at her dress. 

“Come mother! We must get her back home!” All three of them yelled in unison. And with that the Dimitrescus made a mad dash back to their castle while you lay limp in your lover’s arms. 

*********************

It had been several weeks since you were abducted and you were back to your normal self....well as normal as you could be now that you had suffered severe trauma. You woke up every night screaming and thrashing. In your night terrors you were captured over and over. You were beaten and starved over and over. Alcina would always hold you in her arms comforting you as you sobbed eventually falling back asleep. You had gotten the run down of what had happened a few days after your return; Heisenburg, y/L/n and the pack had absolutely decimated the underground home of the rival family. They had weened out the few directly responsible for taking and beating you. They still resided in the basement being tortured every day by the girls and Alcina. It was safe to say they wouldn’t be bothering any you ever again.

Ever since your abduction Alcina had been insanely protective of you and it was starting to become ridiculous. She didn’t let you outside unless supervised by the girls or herself. You hadn’t been alone for more than five minutes and Alcina had a death grip on you every night. She wouldn’t even let you walk down the stairs for fear you would “trip and break your neck.” Although Alcina had lamented not turning you when you were gone she still hadn’t done it because she was so preoccupied with keeping you “safe” and of course the normal commotions with Mother Miranda. You knew she was acting like this because you were taken but it was annoying you and not helping you in your recovery. One night you snapped.

“Alcina, drag mea, I know you want to keep me safe but you can’t treat me like I’m made of glass for the rest of my life!” you sighed pushing the log you were going to put onto the fire until Alcina had grabbed your waist pulling you back from the fire asking if you had burned yourself when you hadn’t even been close to the flames.

“I won’t apologize for keeping you safe cel mic it’s my JOB,” she stated gesturing for you to come back and sit on her lap where you had been. She furrowed her brows when you didn’t move.

“Look Alcina my love, I know that incident was a close call but I’m fine now and nothing has happened since,” you finished snapping your head around to look at your wife. Her whole body tensed. 

“Nothing yet...it is my job to protect you y/n.You’re my wife and the step-mother to my daughters and you will NEVER be away from me or hurt like that ever again!” Alcina was now yelling her eyes filling with tears. She let out a sigh resting her elbows on her knees placing her head in her hands. You couldn’t see but you knew she was crying. You strode forward quickly kneeling down so you could look up at her. You took her hands in yours leaning up to place a kiss on her chin.

“Alcina I-“

“I will never get that image of you out of my head!” Alcina sobbed taking your face in her hands. “You looked dead! I thought you were dead! We almost didn’t make it in time! And even when we did I couldn’t come get you myself! You wake up every night screaming and in tears because I failed to protect you! I should have turned you before we were wed and even now I STILL haven’t gone through with it! I’m a monster who almost lost the one person I have ever loved!” She finished her sobs racking through the room pulling you up into her lap. You went without protest wrapping your arms around her neck as she sobbed into yours. You two had never really addressed what had happened. The only time you did was when you first woke after being passed out for almost an entire day after you were returned safely to the castle. Lady Dimitrescu had not left your side the entire time you were recovering.

“Then let’s do it draga mea...” you whispered, “I think it is time. I’m ready to spend eternity with you and the girls.” As you said this Alcina lifted her head looking into your eyes and a smile stretched across her face. 

“Ok my sweet dove, we shall then,” sniffled Alcina as you wiped her eyes with your sleeve. “There is a full moon tomorrow? Does that seem right?” You let out an amused laugh and she did too. 

“Yes lubirea mea, that sounds simply perfect,” you agreed pressing your lips to hers. You were ready to become like her and the girls. You were ready to shatter your human form and embrace your new body. 

#lady dimitrescu x reader #lady dimitrescu x female reader #lady dimitrescu x fem reader #bela dimitrescu #cassandra dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #karl heisenberg #heisenberg #fanfiction #resident evil 8 #alcina dimitrescu x reader

[tooweirdforyou]

Straw Hats With A Suicidal! Shipmate

message @pixelkittycomet » Hi, I love your stories/scenarios. I has an idea for my one piece fan character, (this is a bit touchy so idk) but I was curious how do you think luffy and the straw hats would react if their y/n crew mate tried to take their own life? Like they caught them just in time or something? Sorry if it's too serious.

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Hello! First of all, thank you. And second, I wasn’t sure if this was a request, I don’t think it is- and I also took a look at your character and I think it’s really good. Also, wasn’t sure if you wanted together or separate.

I won’t dwell too much into this topic, since it’s very sensitive. I also changed it up a little bit. I did do something similar to this before though.

WARNING : mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, methods of suicide, self-harm, etc.

PLEASE USE CAUTION! NEGATIVITY AHEAD! PLEASE BE CAREFUL! I WILL NOT BE WRITING ANYTHING LIKE THIS AGAIN, I hope.

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Luffy

LUFFY wouldn’t quite understand. He’s never had to lose a loved one like this before..

“[Name]?.. what are you doing?”

The loud gasp that escapes your lips is heard as you snap up with wide eyes and turn around to face your Captain, who’s staring at you with eyes just as wide as yours.

“Why are your hands bleeding? Did you get hurt?” His clueless tone and the tilt of his head makes your heart pound against your chest, quickly shifting to hide your hands from his sight.

“Luffy!- blood? I, I don’t see any blood. I’m fine, really. Why are you here again?”

“I.. came to see what the noise of crying was coming from.” He mutters out almost inaudibly, his eyes widening by the second at the slow realization.

You, hiding your hands with teary, puffy red eyes and the bloody water filled sink.

The first thing Luffy felt was rage.

You, of all people, were thinking of doing something like this? What could be so horrible to take it this far and deliberately hurting yourself?

And why didn’t he see this sooner, so he could stop it?

But instead of lashing out at you, he lowers his head to hide his face, and slowly walks towards you, before eventually jumping at you, and lunging to wrap his arms around your body, forcing the two of you onto the floor.

With his tight embrace around you, Luffy leans into your ear and you were able to hear his weak voice to you.

“I’m sorry..for not noticing sooner.. so please..” his voice cracks and you sensed he was crying with his frail, trembling voice.

“Please don’t hurt yourself anymore..”

-

Nami

Nami wouldn’t even know how to react, she’s just stunned but once realization hits, genuine fear and panic flashes in her eyes and she’s yelling at you desperately.

The navigator was simply hoping to rest and relax in the aquarium lounge.

So when she walks through the door, she’s not expecting the sight of you trying to take your own life.

“W-What are you doing...?!”

Quick to react, Nami pulls out her Clima-Tact and fires a lightning bolt towards the suspended tied rope before you could even stick your head through the loop, successfully burning the rope.

“Nami! What are you doing here? Why’d you do that?!”

Hearing you made her scoff in disbelief, glaring at you through her quick teary eyes.

“You’re asking me why I did that?! Are you listening to yourself?!”

If you still didn’t listen and insisted on arguing, Nami doesn’t hesitate to slap some sense into you.

“HOW STUPID CAN YOU BE!?”

It would be silent as soon as she slapped you.

“I can’t believe you’d even think about this!”

Her voice is weak and she’s trembling, yet her cries and glares didn’t falter for a second.

Tears continue to stream down her face as she wipes them away, before she lunges herself at you.

“Are you trying to make us suffer by doing this?! Did you even care to think how we feel? How I’d feel?..”

Her lectures didn’t stop, even through her sobs.

“Don’t you.. EVER, think about doing this again! Okay?!.. just.. just come talk to me.. you idiot..”

-

Zoro

Zoro tends to yell because he doesn’t know how else to comfort or cope, and it’s just the stress he’s feeling from almost losing you.

The swordsman let out a heavy sigh as he climbs up to the crows nest after taking a quick break for a drink.

As soon as his head pops up through the little door to enter, he’s startled to find you, playing with one of his swords.

Specifically, the Wado Ichimonji.

Though, perhaps “playing” wasn’t the correct term. Either way, the sight of you angling it towards your neck to slice was something that instilled pure paralyzation and shock into him.

“What..-“ Zoro sprung into action, immediately jumping to push the sword away from you, shoving you away and onto the couch of the crows nest.

The impact forced into you from the shove made you grunt, knocking the air out of your lungs as you peer up at your assailant.

“Zoro? What are you doing?!”

“That’s my line, dumbass! What the hell was that just now?! Huh?! Were you really planning on taking your own damn life here?!”

“Shut it! You have no idea what I was planning!” You retort and Zoro scoffs. “I think I had a pretty good idea.”

“Tch. Even then, it’s not your problem!-”

“Of course it’s my fucking problem, [Name]!” That shut you up.

Zoro let out a deep breath and stared at you with his piercing eyes.

“Did you even think about how the people on this ship would feel? If they saw you doing something like this?.. what about Luffy? Did you give a damn about how our dear captain would react if his precious crew member, that he took the time to know and recruit to his crew, took their own life without an explanation?”

You didn’t say anything. You felt the tears brimming your eyes at him but you couldn’t say anything.

“Damn it, [Name]..” The swordsman looks down, shadow casted over his eyes and the clenched fists he had made his nails dig into his skin, veins forming.

Eventually, he slowly relaxes and walks to you, seeing your teary eyes and knelt down in front of you.

“Don’t fucking do this again, okay?.. please.. please don’t leave me alone like this...”

-

Sanji

Sanji would burst into tears the instant he realized it, all the regret and pain burying itself into him for not noticing your pain. He’ll beg you to stop. But he’ll definitely be yelling / comforting too.

The chef who wakes early to get started on breakfast for the day, whistles a quiet tune while brushing away the morning drowsiness.

And due to his exhaustion, when he opens the kitchen door, he doesn’t believe his eyes at first, but a quick second glance lets him know it’s real.

Seeing you, standing over the sink with a common kitchen knife ready to cut. Definitely not vegetables.

“[N-Name]-chan... what..”

The panicked expression you held while you snapped your head up towards him made his heart break.

“Sanji! You’re up early..” Sanji watches as you frantically move to hide the knife and rinse your hands, as if you were merely washing up.

“I just thought I’d help you out a little bit is all! Since you’re here, let’s get started, yeah?” You let out a awkward, nervous laugh and turn off the water.

Sanji felt tears brimming his eyes when he realized just what you were about to do. “[Name]-chan.. were you.. just..”

He’s in utter shock and disbelief, the pained look his eyes held made your heart sink to your stomach at the sight.

“How can you do this? What happened? What made you even think of doing this?”

Sanji didn’t hesitate to rush to you, grabbing you by your shoulders and tightening his grip. “Tell me, [Name]! How can you go so far as to attempt to do this?!”

Tears are cascading down his cheeks rapidly, before he pulls you into his chest in a tight embrace.

“Please don’t lose value in your life like this, [Name]-chan.. you deserve to live.. don’t take this for granted..”

Sanji can feel his shirt start to get wet but he didn’t care, rubbing your back and hiding his teary face. “Whatever it is you’re suffering from, i will help you through it. I promise.”

-

Usopp

Usopp would be frozen and panicking in the spot, before shouting at you with pleas and blabbers, before forcing you by tackling you to the ground.

Seeing you standing on the edge of the railing catches the sniper off guard. He was simply leaving his room to go to the bathroom when he sees you.

The moonlight is shining down on your form, and if Usopp wasn’t so concerned and didn’t have a sinking feeling at the sight of you, he might’ve thought you were a goddess.

“[Name]? What are you doing up? Get down before you fall!”

Upon being deeply lost in thought, you barely heard Usopp’s voice but managed to catch it.

You turn around to face the sniper and you offer a weak, teary smile which startles the poor guy. “..Usopp.. I should ask you that.”

Instead of responding, he widens his eyes and runs over. “Hey, were you crying?.. why? What’s wrong, [Name]? Should I go wake the others? Or chopper?” He was internally panicking.

“I’m fine.” You cut him off and turn back to the sea, shifting your weight as your smile fades and you stare at the water below you solemnly.

“Can I ask you a question?”

Usopp, surprised, nonetheless nods and leans against the railing beside you, still hoping you’d come down.

“Usopp... will you.. let me die?.. will you kill me?”

Silence.

Frozen.

His body froze. His mind blanked. His blood stopped circulating. Nothing could be heard but the ocean waves washing around the sea.

Immediately, Usopp did the first thing that came to mind and ran at you, wrapping his arms tightly around your legs to prevent you from what he assumed was jumping.

“STOP! I WON’T EVER DO THAT! DON’T SAY STUPID THINGS LIKE THIS! HOW CAN YOU SAY THIS AFTER EVERYTHING WE BEEN THROUGH TOGETHER?! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS, [NAME]!”

Loud sobs were quick to escape the sniper’s mouth as snot and tears cascades down his face, roughly pulling you and tackling you down to the ship’s deck so you weren’t on the railing anymore.

“Agh- Usopp—“

“PLEASE DON’T EVER THINK THIS WAY AGAIN! I...” Usopp stares down at you before shutting his eyes tightly, tears flowing nonstops, his grip around you unmoving, as if he was afraid you’d disappear if he let go.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you..”

-

Chopper

Chopper would be screaming and sobbing endlessly, hugging your leg as his desperate pleas reach your ears.

Humming a sweet tune, with a carton of milk in his hoofs, the little doctor steps into his medical office and instantly, his once bright smile drops into a look of horror.

“[NAME]!”

Milk tossed aside, Chopper is quick to come bouncing by you slouched over, a half-empty flask of a green liquid in hand and your shallow breathing behind heard.

“Ch..Chopper.. hi..”

The little reindeer has pure fear lit in his eyes as he takes the flask from your hands and looks to see what’s in it.

“Why did you touch this?! This is a dangerous chemical, [Name]!” Chopper panics, fumbling through his book to find a quick antidote, ignoring your weak protests.

How could you go through his things and drink the deadly chemical?!

“Chopper, stop..”

The little doctor wasn’t listening, tears blocking his vision as he tried to read the words and began mixing some of his liquids together to begin working.

“This,.. and this.. no, this isn’t right-! Where’s Traffy when I need him!?” Chopper cries as he frantically mixes the liquid, eyes flashing towards you in worry.

You didn’t say anything, closing your eyes and felt sweat forming on your forehead and felt your temperature raising.

Weakly, you manage to wrap your arms around Chopper’s little body and hugged him like a stuffed animal.

“Thank you, Chopper... I appreciate it.. but.. I’m fine.”

“[Name]...”

Choked sobs slipped from his mouth as he grips the flask tightly, persistent in finding the cure for you.

The chemical you took wasn’t completely unknown but it was still foreign enough to Chopper that he didn’t know how long you had or how deadly it even was.

“I’m not giving up. I don’t want you to die! I don’t know or care what brought you to do something as drastic as this. But YOU’RE MY FRIEND! and I don’t want you to leave me alone!”

“So please... don’t die, [Name]..”

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Franky

The silence Franky has is painful, he’s feeling mixed emotions at the thought of losing someone dear to him again. He’s angry, clearly but he doesn’t yell at you. Instead, he shares his thoughts.

The cyborg stare solemnly, his sharp eyes boring right into your slouched, teary, and sobbing figure.

The blade that was once in your hands was now discarded, unused and forgotten. Franky made sure of that last second.

He walks up to you, looming over you from behind as he pulls out a tissue with his mini hand and holds it out for you to take, still keeping silent since he came in.

You eased your sobs a bit and muttered a quiet gratitude before taking the tissue. You weren’t sure what Franky was thinking and honestly, you weren’t sure if you wanted to know.

“..feeling better?”

A startled pause came from you as you froze for a second before relaxing and nodding. “..yeah.”

“Good.”

“Franky.. I-“

“I don’t need to know.”

Interrupting you, Franky continues to look at you before going around and sitting on the ground in front of your form so you would face him.

“I don’t know why you did this. I don’t need to know either, but if you want to tell me, I’ll listen. However, I won’t apologize for what I did just now, I won’t ever let you hurt yourself like that when I’m here.”

You stay quiet, letting Franky continue but his words are enough to make you start tearing up again.

“A life is not a choice. You should value it and keep living for the ones you love and for the ones that love you. Everyone on this ship is a loved one that cares about you and I’m sure you’re aware of that, but you must’ve forgotten. It’s okay to forget that though, because I’ll be here to remind you. Understand? No one on this ship wants you to do this ever. We love you more than you know.”

Wiping the shedding tears that continue to escape, you peer up at Franky and see him offering a genuine, assuring smile.

“So don’t do this again and live. You got an amazingly crafted and you are part of this SUPER~ pirate crew, the Straw Hats!”

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Robin

Even if this has nothing to do with her whatsoever, Robin will never forget nor live down the guilt and regret of letting you even thinking about doing something like this.

Unable to sleep, the archaeologists was simply resting on her lawn chair on the upper deck, where her beautiful flowers laid.

Robin, resting her eyes as the sunset settles in the bay of the ocean, slowly disappearing. However, the quiet patter of footsteps creaking onto the upper deck made her open her eyes.

With one glance, Robin was able to see your figure quietly heading to a particular area of the garden, which was Usopp’s large plants, and also a view blocker.

Robin furrows her brows and quietly sat up, crossing her arms and shut her eyes, quickly forming a pair of eyes near you.

The sight of you hunched over, plucking at one of Usopp’s plants makes her eyes widen as she quickly sprouts arms.

“Cinco Fleur!”

Instantly, two pairs of arms formed and forcefully grabbed your wrists apart, a third pulling Usopp’s plant away from you and two more forcing you to back up.

“What the hell?!” You curse and struggled in the movement. “Robin?!”

“[Name]! What are you doing messing with Usopp’s poisonous plants?”

The historian shows herself to you as she continues to hold you in a bind, so you wouldn’t move. The pained and confused expression on her face almost makes you feel guilty, for you withheld.

“Poisonous? O-Oh, I had no idea. I thought they were vegetables!— Anyways why are you awake at this time??”

“I should be asking you that, picking vegetables at this hour?..” Robin mutters skeptically, tilting her head as her expression saddens.

“Don’t tell me you were...”

The turn of your head and avoidance of her gaze let her know your true intentions and she can almost hear her heart breaking.

“why?..”

You didn’t say anything and clenched your fists tightly, shutting your eyes and ignored the fact that she had released you.

“I’m sorry, Robin.. I can’t do this anymore..”

“To go this far? I didn’t think..” she continues to trail off, her eyes quickly becoming glassy and lost, painful memories of her own suicidal thoughts arising.

Robin sinks down to her knees and brings her hands to her face, tears brimming her eyes. “I don’t want you to do this, [Name].. you deserve so much and.. I want to keep seeing you on this ship.. I’m sorry.. I want you to keep living but I caused you to..”

Guilt became overbearing and you ran to her aside, engulfing her in a tight embrace, sniffling your own tears.

“Don’t, I’m sorry. For doing something so stupid with my life...”

Robin exhales gently and wipes her tears, looking up at you. “Say it.. please?”

You offer a small, genuine smile and nod.

“I want to live... I mean it.”

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Brook

Brook feels great pain and sorrowful memories run through his mind, the thought of losing more precious people to him breaks his nonexistent heart.

The undead musician exits the bath, a towel wrapped around his hip bone to cover his lower regions and a towel tied around his hair at the top.

“Ah~ another refreshing wash from the bath.. I wonder how it’ll feel to bathe in a tub of milk.”

Brook’s walk was cut short as he notices you, attempting something quite dangerous that not even Luffy would try. Yet, something about it was familiar.

His eye sockets widen as he runs over. “[Name]-san!” Hearing the familiar voice, your startled self drops the object and it shatters instantly.

“Brook! You scared me!”

“Apologies... may I ask you what you were doing with that?..” Brook carefully asks, taking note of every action you made. He could feel how serious this seemed.

You bit your lip and turn away, kneeling down to pick up the pieces. “Nothing.. I just...”

‘Ah... I see.’

Distracted, you nearly jump when a few phalanges grab a hold of your wrist.

Brook’s tight grip forced your hold on the shattered pieces to release as he pulls it away and pulled you away from the mess.

“...” Even if you didn’t tell him, Brook already had a pretty good idea. He wasn’t stupid after all, his own crewmates often did similar things and it costed them their lives.

However, he could tell yours was intentional.

“Your life means more than you think.”

The skeleton spoke this as he begins to lead you to Chopper’s office, noticing you had cut your hand a bit.

“I don’t understand why anyone would take their own life deliberately like so.. no matter what the possible reason could be.. nothing is worth the attempt to take a life so precious, that you only have one of..”

Silence overtook you as you take in his words, feeling a swarm of emotions filling you inside.

“I won’t ask what’s going on but know that I and everyone else is always willing to listen...”

Outside Chopper’s office, Brook stops and turns to look down at you.

“[Name]-san. I’m sure you remember my backstory, right?”

You weakly nod, avoiding his gaze which he didn’t mind.

“Then you know that I am actually dead. However, I didn’t choose to die. Life chose for me.. and even with this devil fruit, I am given another chance at life, but at a cost.”

Tears were finally escaping you, silent sniffles being heard here and there as you continue to listen to him.

“Lives are not something to be taken lightly, and even if I am actually dead, I don’t regret this chance and am taking this opportunity to do better and I’m happier too. I’m with a new crew and family who I will protect and take care of, even if I die again to do so. You are one of them I will die for, if I have to.”

“[Name]-san.”

By then, you were a teary mess but that didn’t stop you from looking up at the tall musician as he offers his teethy smile.

“Remember. Your life means so much more than you think, hold more value for it. If you want to talk, I’m always here to listen and if you want a little song, I’m always happy to oblige.”

You muster up a weak smile through your tears as you nod and wrapped your arms around him tightly and gratefully.

“Thank you, Brook..”

His arms wrap around your smaller figure as he leans down more, smile softening as he chuckles.

“Yohohoho~! of course, any time.”

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A/N : sorry this took so long, hun. Hope you still can see this when it posted it. I’m also sorry if it’s not great or what you expected.

I think the best one is Brook or Zoro.

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