#prison tw

[nerdpoe]

Superboy wakes up in a prison. In the cell, sitting across from him, there's a teen that looks like another offshoot clone of Clark.

He learns in bits and pieces that he's been captures by a shadow government organization hellbent on ridding the world of anyone "ecto-contaminated", or anyone who has ever been dead.

Since he'd died before, even though he came back, he set off their sensors.

He doesn't remember how he got caught, doesn't remember what he was doing prior, but the walls are made of a weird material that glows green and cancels out his powers. It also doesn't hurt him.

Diluted kryptonite? He'll have to steal some and give it to Tim.

According to the kid, they've been forcibly detained to "serve their sentence for illegal immigration from the Realm of the Dead to the Realm of the Living" by way of routinely allowing themselves to be subjected to medical procedures. They are always being watched, they aren't the only ones captive, that apparently his entire high school had been condemned to it as well as some literal ghosts, and if he struggles then they won't give him the mercy of sedation while they do their experiments.

And Kon can't use his power to escape, or free this kid, or free any of the other prisoners. It's the worst case scenario.

Thank fuck he's best friends with a paranoid Bat that might have more contingencies than the Big Bat Himself.

Kon activates the only subdermal tracker he'd allowed Tim to place under his skin, and settles down to wait.

A prison of this design, but more high tech and with less privacy. Apparently the idea behind it was that you couldn't see the guards, but they could see you, and the lights would move at random to make you think they were paying attention all the time.

So psychological torture on top of imprisonment.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #pow tw #prisoner tw #prison tw #trapped tw #torture tw #medical malpractice tw #psychological distress tw #psychological torture tw #imprisonment tw #Young Justice making a teamup to break their friend out #and also the HUNDREDS OF OTHER PRISONERS WHAT THE FUCK #you can bet ur butt the Justice League will be hearing out this violation of meta and human rights #ecto shielding has the same power dampening effect as kryptonite but none of the pain

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was in a prison, and I was in solitary. They took me out so I could play with everyone else in a bouncy house. We played hide and seek and the seeker had a gun. I complained that my chest hurt and for some reason they tried to pump breast milk out of me.

#dream #tw lactation #guns tw #prison tw

[compassionatereminders]

And I am genuinely in favor of full decriminalization of all kinds of drug use. Addiction is a public health issue which shouldn't be treated as a law enforcement issue at all ever. It is such a failure that struggling with an addiction is more likely to result in fines and incarceration than actual support, harm reduction measures and relevant treatment options

#recovery #kat gets serious #drugs tw #addiction tw #prison tw

[blatantescapism]

idk, Tr*mp’s mugshot doesn’t feel super significant to me.

Wake me up if he ever eats prison cafeteria food.

#imagine if it made republicans agree to prison reform #trump cw #tw: trump #trump #trump indictment #trump mugshot #prison #prison tw

[museinitalics]

location: bathroom, micah & sofia's flat in sune's harbour

with: @thesofiavaldez

The young male leaned over the tub to turn the faucet on and flip the drain to plug, rushing water beginning to now fill the basin with cool water. A few adjusting turns of the handle would set the water to a warmer temperature. He already wasn't wearing a shirt and the tattoos that decorated his slender frame were on display, along with the scars from his top surgery just beneath the rise of his chest, not very visible but still there. He'd briefly considered covering them with tattoos but decided against it, he didn't mind the scars.

"Okay baby, so run it through with me again," Micah said to Sofia in the room with him as he settled to sit on the edge of the filling tub, simultaneously tucking a brown curl of his shoulder length hair behind his ear with one hand and motioning for her to join him with the other, either beside him on the tub's edge or on his lap, fingers that were usually adorned with chunky silver rings bare for now as they were in the comfort of their flat. He had selected a couple of rings out to potentially wear for their little content shoot that this whole set up was for, but right now wore no accessories save for piercings in his ears. "Why am I half naked in the tub?" There was amusement in his voice as he spoke. He was still getting used to social media, having missed the surge of it during his prison sentence. Sofia and his band members had their work cut out trying to fill him in on the latest trends which were so fast evolving that by the time he grasped one the rest of the world was already moving onto the next.

#para: sofia #para: micah #prison tw

[forafcrtnight]

FINN HAD BEEN TAKEN BY SURPRISE. HE HAD BEEN TAKEN BY SURPRISE AND.. NO, IT WASN'T GOING TO BE CHANGING ANYTIME SOON. how had this happened, he wondered? how the fuck had this happened and how he had been taken by surprise, enough to land him in a prison cell that not even his lawyers seemed to be able to get him out of? regardless, it would happen. sooner than later, it would happen and he would make sure that as soon as he got out of here? everyone would pay for it. when he had been informed that he had a visitor, he looked up, expression strangely calm. "if you've come here to gloat, i would advise you to not do it. because.. i will be out of here soon enough and when i am? WELL, THE FIRST THING I'LL DO IS FIND OUT WHO PUT ME IN HERE AND THEN.." then? he would make sure to make them pay for everything with their life. @xtinyslip

#finn ; talks. #finn ; open. #for anyone who wants to come visit and.. huh? gloat? scream at him? something else? dgdghssd #just very musey so ;) #prison tw

[morelikedoccock]

DANGER

SUBJECT IS EXTREMELY VIOLENT! DO NOT ENTER

#63004 Otto Octavius

Department: Biological Abnormalities/Mutation

Threat level: HIGH

Notes: Can speak, but is often unresponsive to questioning. Is vocally vicious in the event of a response, reacts violently to any sort of physical examination. Examine at own risk.

Status: Under observation until further notice.

(Art for this au, design vaguely inspired by this)

Version w/o force field below cut

#cerbins noodles #doc ock #otto octavius #au #octomutation au #body horror tw #blood tw #tentacles cw #medical tw #prison Tw #ask to tag

[selfshippingquotes]

S/I: We're going to do this my way.

F/O: Why not my way?

S/I: Because we'll go to jail if we do this your way, F/O.

#f/o #self ship #selfship #selfshipping #f/o x s/i #selfship quotes #fictional other #romantic f/o #platonic f/o #familial f/o #jail tw #tw jail #cw jail #jail cw #prison cw #cw prison #prison tw #tw prison #inprisonment tw #tw inprisonment #inprisonment cw #cw inprisonment #crime tw #tw crime #cw crime #crime cw

[yuungmenace]

* ◟ : 〔 BILL SKARSGÅRD , CIS MAN + HE / HIM 〕 DONOVAN 'DONNIE' KOWALSKI , some say you’re a TWENTY NINE YEAR OLD lost soul among the neon lights. known for being both HUMOROUS and IMPULSIVE, one can’t help but think of SHUT ME UP by MINDLESS SELF INDULGENCE when you walk by. are you still a SOLDIER for WHITE CROCODILES, even with your reputation as THE RABID DOG? i think we’ll be seeing more of you and BURN SCARS FROM STUBBING OUT CIGARETTES ON SKIN, SPLIT LIPS THAT HIDE A BLOODIED GRIN AND NOTCHES ON A BEDPOST FOR A KILL-COUNT, although we can’t help but think of GORO MAJIMA ( YAKUZA ) + MURDOC ( GORILLAZ ) + ALFIE SOLOMONS ( PEAKY BLINDERS ) whenever we see you down these rainy streets.

FULL NAME: Donovan ‘Donnie’ Kowalski NICKNAME(S): Don, Donnie, Kowalski,  AGE: Twenty-Nine GENDER: Cis Male PRONOUNS: He/Him/His BIRTHPLACE: Chester, Pennsylvania OCCUPATION: Gas store clerk GANG AFFILIATION: Soldier for White Crocodiles FC: Bill Skarsgard

APPEARANCE

HAIR COLOUR: Light Brown EYE COLOUR: Green HEIGHT: 6”3 PIERCINGS?: Left ear, tongue, both nipples. TATTOOS: Multiple, most prominent are ‘EAT SHIT AND DIE’ on his neck, a white-ink crocodile on his left hand and the Eye of Horus on both palms.

TRAITS

POSITIVE: Funny, Confident, Dedicated NEGATIVE: Impulsive, Unreasonable, Boisterous

BACKGROUND

TW drugs, murder, child abuse, child neglect, death, prison

Does it matter when he was born? Donovan doesn’t think so, life’s a blur when you’re that age, it only really begins when you can remember it did. He remembers stained mattresses, sandwiches of white bread and jelly and reruns of late night cop shows. The house was filthy, he was filthy, yet nobody seemed to care about it. What he does know is he was angry, always angry, as his sisters and brothers came along all he felt was rage at the person he called mother laid on the couch, staring with glazed eyes at the ceiling and father, drinking from large bottles of vodka and smacking his face when he didn’t change a diaper. Donovan tried - he always tried to make things easier, tried to make sure there was food in the cupboards, tried to make sure his momma didn’t choke on her vomit, that when men came over they all stayed in their rooms and waited for them to leave. If teachers or parents at school noticed how small all the Kowalski kids were, they didn’t say anything, a scruffy family.

Things like this don’t end well, and to this day Donovan doesn’t know what happened. The shed out in the woods, the one where substances were made (they brew potions, he once told his younger sister, dangerous ones so you need to stay out) suddenly blew into a storm of fire and death. Donovan lost both his parents.

He should’ve called someone but didn't. He knew what would happen - they’d split up the remainder of the family. Once again he tried to keep things going, selling jewelry, telling the others that it was just them now. Mom and Dad weren’t coming back, but it was going to be alright. The money ran out though, the food ran out and one day his younger sister let slip to someone who cared that Mummy hadn’t been around for nearly two weeks now. Not once did he say anything, lips tightly shut as he sat in a small chair in a room that was painted brightly. Toys on the floor, cartoon stickers for doing so well talking to the nice officer lady! Bodies were recovered, fractured events pieced together. Donovan hugged them all and said he’d come visit. Then the Kowalski kids were split up, and he never saw any of them again. 

Fast forwards to orphanages, fostering, kicked out for running away. Another family, knocking out his step-brothers front tooth. Another family, kicking the cat. Another family, stealing cigarettes. It didn’t matter how loving they were, how many difficult kids they’d worked with, Donovan was always the breaking point. He barely attended school, preferring to hang out in parks or on street corners with his friends and commit petty arson and robberies. This behavior escalated, sending him to juvie once or twice before Donovan aged out of the system. It was always petty crime and shitty jobs, though his criminal history meant they were hard to come by. Luck was never on his side till he ended up at the wrong place at the wrong time - a gang fight. It was nothing to do with him of course, he was familiar with some low-level activities but not this. He shouldn’t have got involved but he did, jabbing a blade into someone’s neck to save another life as the cop sirens came screaming down the street. In those few brief moments, a deal was made - Donovan would take the rat for a capo and no matter the sentence, would be allowed into the gang as thanks afterwards. 

Prison was prison, a 6 year stretch that saw Donnie 26 when he finally left but, at least he had somewhere to go after - White Crocodile’s made good on their word, and invited him to their gang.

OTHER

Owns a pitbull named Malibu - she’s his pride and joy.

Has poor literacy and writing skills.

Lives in a two room apartment that’s literally just one room for the bedroom and kitchen and then the other room is a bathroom. 

Has never worn an ironed shirt in his life.

Likes 80s pop music and rollerblading.

Has enough knowledge of torture methods to be able to flay someone alive - is sort of known for doing it to a persons hand.

Eats mainly microwave food, can’t cook and rarely eats anything ‘fresh’ or ‘healthy’.

Scrappy as fuck in a fight.

Cuts his own hair

#lawlessintro #child abuse tw #child neglect tw #death tw #drugs tw #prison tw #tw murder

[josiahhuddington]

𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 @orionxblakewood

Even though it wasn't entirely true, ever since Josiah had moved to Kismet Harbor ten years ago it felt like he'd never been alone. He'd gotten the apartment upon arriving there, and while he spent the first few years alone, only being joined by his brother Kacey once he was out of prison and then joined by Orion what felt like shortly after that. Josiah didn't mind - he'd always been someone that preferred a house full of people in his home - and he enjoyed being able to share the space with people that needed it; it was one of the many things he enjoyed. He and Orion got along really well, and despite the fact that the two sometimes seemed to be working completely opposite schedules, Josiah appreciated having a friend that he could decompress with at the end of every night. After his shower for the day, he made his way to the shared living room where he began looking for his cell phone, not shocked that he'd found it on the counter of the kitchen they shared. He looked towards Orion as he pulled up the app to have food delivered. "I'm going to order myself dinner. Did you want me to grab you something too? It's on me?" he questioned. "After the long day that I've had I need some comfort food."

#josiah x orion #orion thread; 01 #prison tw

[infcinity]

kirei & allana ( @tragcdysewn )

"kriffing hell, people really are so boring here," they rolled their eyes, pulling away from the bars in the holding cell. "okay - any idea on how we're getting out of here?" she asked, looking over at allana. "I'm not calling my mom, I think she'd kill me," they weren't sure if she would - but wasn't going to take the chance. "you'd think we would have killed someone with the way we were hauled in here," they hadn't done anything wrong, not really anyway.

#kirei || interactions #kirei || private starters #&& allana #prison tw #idk if that's a trigger ???? #but #here's a crackhead starter lmaooo

[theobrowningfd]

Starter for: Theo and @ethvns

Location: Merrock Fire Station, Downtown Merrock

When: Monday, January 29, 10 am

Every so often the Merrock Fire Department would help out people in the neighborhood outside of their usual occupational acitivies. This included kids who needed to earn community service credits in school, various groups who volunteered for community service, adults who needed community service credit after a a rehab program, and adults who needed a job after being released from jail or prison. So when the paperwork passed through Theo's desk about someone needing to help out as a condition of his parole, he signed it right away. After rereading the name of the person, Theo thought for a moment, wondering why it sounded so familiar. He knew most, of not all of the locals, whether through his work or through growing up in town. He recognized the name Shephard, wondering if it was any relation to William Shephard, someone Theo knew all too well through both work and because of growing up in town. He figured it wasn't too rare of a name so he'd leave any and all thoughts on the back burner until meeting the firehouse's new employee. Theo was just getting settled in with the rest of the truck, having the crew run some drills when he saw a young man enter the apparatus floor. "You must be Ethan." He said and extended a hand to the young man in front of him. Though it had been some time since they had a volunteer, Theo reminded everyone to be on their best behavior.

#Theo and Ethan #Ethan Convo 01 #Let me know if this works #Jail tw #Prison tw #Drunk tw #Crime tw

[compassionatereminders]

Honestly saying that mental illness can't be disabling, to a schizophrenic, is especially insulting to the community, given the numbers of schizophrenic people who are on the streets or in prisons or locked away in institutions. Implying that being lost in severe psychosis, or being unable to do things as a result of negative and/or cognitive symptoms is a CHOICE when it literally has people starving in the streets, is nothing short of disgusting.

Yeah. Like I don't give a flying fuck if anon doesn't feel disabled by THEIR mental health issues or whatever, but claiming that NO ONE EVER IS is just such a horrible take... 🤢

#chat with kat #discourse tw #ableism tw #homelessness tw #institutionalization tw #prison tw #starvation tw

[hiddenpxpercuts]

@rainbowmuses (Magnus) || Event Starter (PRISON TIME)

The first person that Alec wanted to see today and the last walked into the visiting area. Magnus Bane, the love of Alec's life and the man who had changed his whole world for the better. How could he look this man in the eyes after everything that he had done? He didn't know if he could. "Hi.." Alec started, unsure what to even say. It wasn't every day that the warlock had to come to visit Alec in jail.

#it's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. it's a million little paper cuts every day.: alexander lightwood #hwevent15: murda is everywhere #death tw #prison tw

[ulyflynn]

👀 + was it difficult readjusting to life after incarceration?

"I don't think I have fully, if I'm honest. Two years of my life were spent in a cage looking over my shoulder and being in constant survival mode while trying to exist on less than 1500 calories, drinking what tasted like poison and breathing fuck knows what from mouldy air vents because who gives a fuck about that shit when it's inmates who are dealing with them. And sure, yeah I deserved it, I beat the shit out of someone but no one gave a fuck about the fucked up shit he did. Only about how I reacted to it."

"First time in a grocery store after I got out I freaked the fuck out, I didn't know how to be part of society anymore. Two years of being told you can be reformed and you're young enough to make a life for yourself when you get out if you just manage stay out, but what the fuck kind of life do I have ahead of me besides a short one? No one's going to hire an ex-con with a temper like mine for anything that isn't shit money. Barely any friends, even less family, dog box of an apartment and working a job that barely covers shit. You start to see why people end up back there so easy. You might get to walk out the gates, they even tell you you're a free man, but prison's never going to leave me."

send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

#answered meme. #assault tw #prison tw #violence tw #meme day.

[museinitalics]

location: sikkerhet trail, easter/spring equinox

with: @pclymcrphcus - nohemi valdez

Micah had been oscillating between wanting to put up an ornament on the trail or not but eventually decided that he would. He'd made it himself, folded thin colorful paper into origami shapes, tiny cranes and chubby little stars and put them into a palm sized glass jar which he sealed with wax. The practice of origami was something he'd learned in prison and he'd carried the habit with him even after his release. He'd made a jar similar to this for Sofia a long time ago, filled with stars that he'd whispered all of his love for her into. This one he filled with his hopes and dreams for their future. He wasn't sure yet if Fenrir's Wood would be their forever home, it very likely may not be, and her first few weeks and months here had been turbulent at best. He couldn't make the memory of those fever dreams leave her but he at least hoped that the rest of their time here could be made better.

The young male walked beside Nohemi along the trail, having come here together. "Do you think I should surprise her?" Micah would ask her, the jar he'd made being squeezed in his palm, thin red string affixed to its lid dangling between his fingers. "Take a picture of it--" the jar filled with origami pieces "--and send it to her? Or should I come here with her later and see if she notices it hanging in a tree?"

#para: nohemi #para: micah #fenrireaster #prison tw