#she needs an asylum

[cinnamart]

My VTM girlypops, Hazel🛒🤡💣 and Georgie👁️🍼🌏

#my ocs #vampire: the masquerade #art #VTM #hazel #Georgie #they both crazy but I’ve made Georgie considerably more bananas #she needs an asylum

[raynewolfegirl]

Meta Jazz, the Arkham Intern Therapist

I'm going to go ahead and apologize for how OOC Bane is in this. It originally was Joker but I couldn't see Jazz tolerating his proximity for more than a single millisecond so Bane it is.

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The hardest thing about being a Meta in Gotham was responding appropriately during a Rouge's attack, Jazz mused to herself. Or perhaps that was just the hardest part about being a Meta intern at Arkham while studying psychology at Gotham University. Or maybe it was just her, she considered watching the guards and Dr. Rylie whom she'd been shadowing for the past 2 weeks wide eyed, pale, and shaking as theybstared at Bane behind her. It must just be her, Jazz decided, newbie guard Kyle Jennings was definitely a Meta after all. She should probably give him some tips on hiding his enhanced strength considering how often he broke mugs, door handles, and other delicate items used in daily life.

"Weapons down or I'll snap her skinny little neck." Bane growled out, shaking her slightly for emphasis. She very much doubted that. Liminials were built different than the standard Meta, stronger, faster, better endurance, and senses even if they could mostly appear to be standard humans on the outside.  As such, their bones and muscles were much were much denser than regular humans or even Meta humans. Technically, she could be considered "invulnerable" much like the Kryptonians are.

"Back up! Let him through!" Dr. Rylie  shouted at the guards. "She's my student! Let him through!" His voice was higher pitched than she could recall hearing it before.

Ah. That was panic.

Jazz sighed involuntarily and glanced over her shoulder at Bane. Why the man had grabbed the only person close to his own height nearby was a mystery to her - no, nevermind, he clearly meant to use her as a shield - but it made looking him in the eye more difficult than necessary.

"Mr. Bane, remove your hands from my person, please." Jazz stated calmly, channeling what Danny called her inner mom as she spoke. "I will give you to one to comply."

Bane looked stunned for a moment then laughed.

"Five."

The laughing continued. Jazz could sense a stir of uncertainty through her colleagues as they looked on.

"Four."

"Did you really think that would work?" Bane snorted out, arms tensing more around her.

"Three." She continued, indifferent to his words from her experiences raising her brother. Once the count down starts you mustn't respond to anything the kids do or say until they comply or the count is done.

"What cab you even do if I don't?" Bane asked darkly breathing directly in her ear. She kept her face expressionless despite the urge to express disgust.

"Two."

"Jasmine..."  Kyle whispered halfway across the hall from her looking on with a pained and horrified expression. Gun tilting towards the floor. Sloppy.

"One." She finished and Bane gave a derisive snort.

Then she was moving. Hauling the enormous man up and over her shoulder using the arm that had been wrapped around her neck. Bane hit the cold tile hard enough that the tiles, subfloor, structural supports, and part of the concrete foundation buckled beneath him. His shoulder popped out of joint, his wrist cracked - a hairline fracture by the sound of it -  and his breath was punched out of him from the force of impact. She released his arm as soon as his was embedded in the tiles and moved forward. Kneeling over him, support most of her weight on her left foot resting on the broken ground, her right knees pressed firmly across his throat without supporting any of her weight. The position put more strain on her muscles than she would've liked but at least Bane couldn't risk fighting back without crushing his own neck in the process. He could hardly throw her while flat on his back with a mangled arm.

"Now," Jazz began, looking directly into the behemoth's pained eyes. "Do you know what you've done wrong?" She asked like she would have done with Danny as a child.

"Yes, Ma'am." Bane choked out. Jazz heard movement and murmuring behind her. She didn't turn to look.

"What did you do wrong?" She asked. It was important to make sure children correctly understood why they were in trouble after all. There was a long pause as Bane appeared to cast around for the exact right answer as if he feared getting it wrong. A bad habit Danny still uses as well, Jazz thought to herself.

"I tried to hold you hostage," He choked out in a rush, words tumbling over one another as he tried to get them all out. "I scared you coworkers and it was very disrespectful."

So he'd gone for the grab-bag response. It wasn't wrong per sey but it did indicate a past history of abuse. The type of answer given by someone who expected to be harmed or ignored if they gave the "wrong" answer. Danny tended to use that method also and their parents had always been negligent at best.

"And are you going to do it again?" She asked giving him a Look as she did. Bane's eyes widened and he tried to frantically shake his head as much as possible with the pressure on his neck.

"No, Ma'am." He promised fervently.

"Alright then," Jazz said giving him a warm smile. She gestured vaguely towards the guards without turning to look at them. "Kyle here is going to take you to see the nurse and then back to your room then. I'm sure you'll behave for him?"

"Yes, Ma'am. I'll behave." Bane said. Jazz stood slowly asking sure not to put any additional pressure on his neck as she did. Kyle came and stood next to her as the giant of a man slowly pulled himself to his feet then led him away with 5 other guards.

Jazz heaved a sigh. Well, time to find out whether or not she could play all that off as normal, non-Meta human behavior.

#dcxdp #dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc #jazz fenton #bane #arkham asylum #BAMF Jazz #Jazz is Danny's Mom #You cannot tell me that she didn't start viewing nearly every male around her as a child automatically after a life with Jack Danny and Vla #Feel free to add on #I was going to have one of the batkids show up toward the end #But it didn't have the same impact #And I don't think the guards had time to sound the alarm #Bane just got cleared from medical #Not even to his cell yet when he pulled this #Legit only tried because 'hey she's tall enough to be a human shield' #It was a bad decision lmao #Ngl Jazz's midwestern sensibilities would totally tell her Joker is a mad dog that needs to be put down #But I may be projecting

[iovesia]

hear me out you guys… crybaby!reader in a threesome with john constantine and john wick.. 

⊹ fem!reader. threesome. degrading.

very good cop/bad cop energy. wick is so sweet with you, brushing your hair from your face as you wrap your lips around his cock, gently guiding you. on the other hand, constantine is on the other end, plowing into you. you swear you could feel him deep in your cervix. the sound of skin slapping, and choking echoes through the room.

“my sweet girl, you’re doing so well for me,” wick lets out a guttural moan as the tip of his flushed cock hits the back of your throat.

you wanna please him so badly, you wanna hear his praises. his sweet darling girl just wants to be so good for him :(

you feel his hand trailing down to your breasts as he rubs his thumb over your nipple. a moan escapes your throat and vibrates down his cock.

“you spoil the fucking brat too much,” constantine hisses, his hands gripped tight on each side of your hips, vehemently pulling you closer to him. you gasp as a stinging sensation blooms in your left cheek, as constantine delivers a particularly hard smack.

“no wonder she likes me better,” wick rolls his eyes. at that moment, your fluttering walls clench around constantine's cock. you gaze up at wick through your wet lashes, tears beginning to brim your waterline as you rub your hand up and down what you couldn’t fit in your mouth.

“that’s not what her pretty pussy thinks,” constantine retorts, slowing down his pace and watching his cock disappear in and out of your puffy cunt. “such a cockslut, she likes all her holes being filled. don’t you, you little brat?”

wick softly grabs a handful of hair and pulls you off his large cock. you bit your lower lip hard, and press your nails into wick's legs, leaving red crescent shaped marks on his thighs. “y-yes, i do.”

“yes, you do what?” wick raises a brow condescendingly, his hand now holding your chin. 

“yes, i do, s-sir,” you stammer, squeezing your eyes shut and letting the tears flow freely down your face.

“there’s my sweet girl,” wick presses his lips to yours, swallowing your mewls, “always so polite, isn’t she?”

𝒊𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒂 © do not copy, repost, or translate any of my works.

#i need to be locked away in an asylum #she is THROBBING #keanu reeves imagine #keanu reeves x reader #john wick x reader #john constantine x reader #john wick imagine #constantine x reader #*⠀john constantine. #*⠀john wick. #crybaby!reader

[marzipanandminutiae]

pour one out for that poor lady (Laurie Dumas) who got taken in by some rando at the library making up bullshit stories about dedicated "disappointment rooms" in old homes for hiding away disabled children, and decorated a rather whimsically-shaped upstairs coal storage space like a child's room "in honor" of a kid who almost definitely was never imprisoned there

although she did start a nonprofit because of it so. Bad History for a cause, I guess

(but also imagine losing your daughter at age 5 and then having your name dragged through the mud 100+ years later because you- or a later occupant of the house! we don't even know when the strange facade with windows was added! -decided it could be fun to put a schoolhouse exterior on your coal storage space)

#history #bad history #there was no evidence that the girl was even disabled #other than 'her parents were prominent but no articles about them mention her' #and like. she died at age 5. why WOULD newspapers mention her? they weren't in the habit of talking at length about honorees' small childre #she hadn't done anything to warrant mention yet. nobody has really #anyway they didn't need purpose-built rooms for that. they locked people up in asylums and out-of-the-way bedrooms easily enough

[dw-flagler]

so victoria dallon was canonically born sometime between october and december 1993.[1] Now, this sort of thing is pretty variable, pregnancy isn't exactly known for being similar to clockwork.

However, assuming that victoria is in fact born in very early october , this means that she was born a little more than 9 months after December 1992. (I promise I'm going somewhere.)

That means conception most likely occurred roughly between mid-late december 1992 to early january 1993.

Behemoth's first attack was on December 13th, 1992.

Canonically, it's entirely possible that Victoria Dallon was concieved as a direct result of the emergence of Behemoth.

#[1] so some guy on the worm wiki did a shitload of research and determined this. #mainly hinges on victoria being 17 when she goes into the asylum in june 2011 but being a senior in high school #it could also be mid-to-late september 1993 when she was born too she just says she's 21 in october 2015 #forget that 3 names taylor post this better take the fuck off #everybody needs to know that carol dallon fucked nasty after a giant monster killed a bunch of people #worm #wormposting #victoria dallon

[jakeperalta]

I wish the ttpd aesthetic had just stuck with the obvious dark academia choice instead of doubling down on the mental hospital vibes :/

#obviously she can explore her mental health through her art but when you're presenting that art to millions it just feels like there needs #to be some awareness of what may or may not be useful imagery #like i think you can go to these dark places without incorporating electroshock therapy into your tour choreography #especially because obviously with each era the aesthetics change so it's like oh this is the crazy insane asylum era! #then next year we'll be onto like. flowers or something #all just feels a bit like hm. not entertaining more uncomfortable #talking #taylor swift

[ch-4-eri]

i’d let a girl with red hair ruin my life and it happened before and it will happen again if i go crazy enough

#had my stomach turning for MONTHS #she had a motorcycle too #like #my type needs to be studied #she was very good to me though #i’m the one who went all mental asylum #oversharing

[queen0fm0nsterz]

I think the way the Lady and the Thin Man became a lot more enjoyable to me as a duo when I stopped believing Six to be the Lady needs to be studied in a lab

#carols.txt #the context is that i always disliked every lady pairing since when i was young #esp because everyone was trying to give her a husband when she frankly never needed one at all #and it seemed detrimental to her character ever to little media illiterate carols #but i've been in fandoms a long time so when ln 2 came out i kinda expected them to be and #i didnt like it but i guess it was... fine for the shits and giggles #then i started doing the digging in the games myself and I was like 《wait. WAIT》 #listen i love when two characters are the sides of a coin. i love when theres complexity that could be explored #《what complexity》 the one i made up in my mind /j #i think that they are VERY interesting if you read them separately but reading them in context together is... ough. OUGHHHHHB #this is how they got the pass from me. like OK ................ ok old people i'll let you out of the asylum just this once #they're both vile in a way that is so different and tied into each other's narrative in a way that is so visceral #i need to actually write out why because you will be looking at my insane tags and not understanding I PROMISE YOU I HAVE MY REASONS #I PROMISE

[fillthisghosttownupwithlife]

need taylor to work with someone on an album who might once in a while say hey man why don't we think about this for a sec i don't think it's the best idea

#ik she was like. stunted and overly controlled back when she worked with big machine #but now shes got too much creative freedom. jack needs to bounce back like a boomerang & say taytay hey maybe the asylum imagery is too muc

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

He was a boy(gn)

She was a girl

Can I make it any more obvious

@what-if-i-just-did one of s17's new characters

#i fcking love Duela bc she feels MADE for spn postcanon #the actress who plays her “mom” played VESTA in spn #Vesta. the goddess famous for her CULT OF MAIDENS #and Duela will be like “oh yeah I grew up all alone in an insane asylum and my 'mom' told me everything i know abt myself and my parents” #ok awesome thank you for the totally spn-coherent backstory that needs literally no other explanations #Meg had Cas' kid but died before she got the chance to tell him. kid's half-angel so aged rly fast (but not as fast as Jack). #hid out in that same hospital Meg & Cas met in until Vesta caught wind of an abandoned VERY POWERFUL CHILD and scooped her up. #cool. awesome. I have literally 0 questions except “girl do you need a hug?”

[le-panda-chocovore]

Why why WHY DID I CHOOSE TO REWATCH THAT SHOW ???? I'M CRYING LIKE A FUCKONG BABY PLEASE STOP HURTING THIS MUCH HELP--

"You were just a child, it wasn't your fault" MARC BABY YOU DIDN'T DESERVE TO SUFFER LIKE THAT ! STEVEN LOVE GIVE MY MAN A HUG PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

#this show just BROKE me again #it was been almost a year since I saw it for the first time #AND I DIDN'T HEAL YET #come on it's illegal to crush my heart this way #marc's mom-- #i don't even have the words for her #she doesn't even deserve my comments #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah i'm crying #i had to take my big panda plush because i'm too soft for that #i need a hug #textpost #moon knight #mcu #marvel shows #disney+ #marc spector #steven grant #E5: asylum

[hallucynation13]

Hi! I'm in love with you, Hailee. Bye

😮‍💨🫠❤️‍🔥🤍

#hailee steinfeld #i'm in love #take my heart and keep it safe it's yours already #queen of my heart #i'm yours #look at her #gorgeous #hailee steinfeld stole my heart #beautiful woman #goddess #i need to recover 🫠 #she's gorgeous #i have no words she's so damn beautiful #you've chained me up in an insane asylum of love ❤️ #Hailee steinfeld in a suit #women in suits #breathtaking #queen 👑 #stunning #goddess of hotness #i think i'm actually in love #too gorgeous to be real

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

the way ryan yaz and graham get the warning from jack directly about The Lone CybermanTM and how dangerous he is and it clearly makes an impression bc once it becomes clear in diodati that there is a cyberman they all start yelling about it but it’s MARY who gets the explanation. it’s mary shelley who actually gets told the gruesome details.

they asked in fugitive, yaz asked. first 13 asked them what jack had told them - just that theyre a fallen empire, not the horror they actually represent - and then when then yaz actually asks her What They Are she just tells them theyre Very Dangerous Do Not Touch. she avoids saying anything about what they do (hi bill) she avoids even hinting at the specific kind of danger they pose to them (HI BILL) regrets that later in ascension too “ive been so reckless with you”

but in villa diodati that vein of memories gets opened and mary shelley asks Right at that moment and immediately gets “organs surgically replaced” and “it drives them insane so they switch off emotion” and the fam just has to Stand There and silently go What The Fuck

#that reminds me she never actually tells them what daleks are either i think?? #is less important #but like #look at rose in 1x6 or clara in- well clara got the inside scoop in the dalek asylum i suppose but clara in 8x2 #or amy and rory in the dalek asylum they all get some idea of the horror of the daleks #bill maybe not #NO IM DUMB OF COURSE SHE DOES IN HER FIRST EPISODE #bill gets dragged by the hand into a 'skirmish' of the time war (i think part of the time war?) and the casual way the doctor describes it #thats the horror right there #the fam like. get to watch ryans dad get possessed #and figure it out #anyway maybe unfair comparison maybe thats not all that different #but the way she doesnt actually tell them what they need to know #at any point #is like #aaaaahhhh #babygirl youre digging graves this wayyyyy

[zarnzarn]

I love having a mental break, flat out cracked moment, fucked up as hell- and then having to snap out of it not even ten minutes in because my mom is outside having a bigger, more dangerous cracked moment and my sister is screaming in fear

#tw vent #it was soooo bad lmao i was straight catatonic and mumbling and unfocused and whispering and singing like an asylum patient from old movie #but the part that irks more that the majority of HER breakdown is that i wasn't breaking out of MY MENTAL CRACK to reassure HER abt a fight #frankly i needed that moment. ive been sick for four days at that point eith her screaning at me the whole time. i needed to be insane. #but no shes crawling on the floor and screaming for death and sister in tears and dad making the cruelest remarks who else can go to help #i had to literally STOP HAVING A BREAKDOWN to HELP EITH HERS #not to mention i was given ten different pieces of fucjed up information abt the family soon after #tw violence and that her standard for violence was at least the parents dont pull knives on themselves and make the kids wrestle it away #you know where this example is from???? MY FIRST COUSIN. MY UNCLE. DAMN U THINK GENETICS MAY NOT PLAY A ROLE HERE OR SOMETHING?? #but anyway! guess i can finally join the club of traumatized therapist elder daughters now

[enterideahere]

im thinking of starting to learn lace so i can start on my wedding dress

#no intention of getting married but it something i want to make and own #like that crazy lady whos wedding dress is in the musée de l'art brut tjat she made with loose threads in her asylums #as a little girl its something you're hyped up about and such an important moment #a day for you and your pretty dress #your function as a woman #the last piece of you before you give yourself away and no longer belong to yourself #now that im an adult i realise its not a good thing and also i realise how its bot quite reslistic #i still want to feel like a princess #maybe i need to make that dress to mourn that fantasy of a promised life that doesnt really have any bearings in reality

[arkhamcalamity]

🔐

Memory meme // Accepting! @masquenoire

Arkham Asylum was always a power beacon. A combination of Amadeus being blood of her blood and Ambroos Lydecker being so knowledgeable about the supernatural. Crafting ley lines and sacred geometry into his architecture. The city was full of places that could sustain her without a host, and it remained so through time. By the time the 19th century had come into passing, a new Arkham was in charge, oblivious to her presence in his ‘hospital.’ 

What she didn’t expect was the blood of one of her enemies being dragged through the Asylum doors, crying with a piercing rageful scream. Nor did she expect her to be so young. 

Millie Jane Cobblepot was a mere twelve when she was forcibly committed. Catching the ghost’s attention at once. You didn’t need to be a doctor to realize the poor girl wasn't insane. Distraught, certainly, but she didn’t belong here. Nor did she belong in such a craven, despicable family if the kindness of which she treated other residents was anything to go by. 

It’d only taken a week of listening in to realize what had transpired. Apparently not much had changed in three hundred years in the Cobblepot's insatiable hunger for power. They’d moved beyond burning girls at the stake, to tossing liabilities into asylums. Millie had wanted to expose her family’s corruption and start anew. And so, they crafted her a perfect prison to make sure she couldn’t. For the first time in three hundred years of killing off descendants of those who wronged her, Amity decided to make an exception. 

It took time to find the right person. As fate would have it, Millie had a frequent visitor. Absolon Lydecker. Perfect. 

“Lydecker." She could tell from his reaction he knew exactly who she was. Good. That would save time. “Should have known the foxes would keep their history.” They were still running in secret societies all this time later. Still moving chess pieces across the city. 

“I’ll make this brief. You care for Millie, and we both know she doesn’t belong here. I have a proposition for you. That will benefit us all.” 

#//tldr: they faked millie's suicide so she could escape #and since amity needed a safe place to hide her bones (since they're required to banishing her) #lydecker moved her bones into Millie's grave for her #this has been gotham history with rosie #tune in next time for gotham academy being connected to Arkham Asylum #masquenoire #;not the prettiest place (memories)