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thenationofzaun · 2 years

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One thing Sevika needs to be appreciated for more is how fucking funny she is like. Her character is HILARIOUS I love her SO much.

First of all, the most obvious example is the fact that she ditched Vander for Silco because he was being too soft for his kids to the point of abandoning the cause, only for Silco to adopt one of those same fucking kids like a DAY later.

Sevika:

That same kid also happens to be the one who blew her up and vaporized her arm. Imagine waking up in severe pain, missing a limb, and your boss is like "Welcome back. btw meet Jinx, she's my child now haha say hi to the newest member of the Cause :)" You look. It's the same blue haired gremlin Vander ditched the cause for. Your boss isn't done. "Btw she's the one who bombed us ahah quite the little demolitions expert eh?" You want to die.

Then as Jinx grows up and becomes more and more of a Problem, she starts seriously beefing with this 17 year old kid. Just full on disdain and hatred for this child. This is Sevika's face when she gets the chance to trigger Jinx's trauma and prey on her deepest insecurities to try and bring about a mental breakdown:

Fucking hell, Sevika.

Then the FUNNIEST fucking thing she ever does in this show. Plays Finn like a fiddle from the start all the way to the end. Her telling Silco that she was never tempted by Finn specifically makes it even better because that means that this...

... isn't some look of contemplating his offer to join his ranks, she was never swayed by this dumbass. So it's very likely that in this scene this woman is thinking "Damn that's a nice lighter. I'm totally taking it after I kill him lmao."

And she just leans into the drama of it all, partly to make her ploy convincing, but also partly, as I choose to believe, because it's hilarious. She really barges into Silco's office, pulls out a chair for Finn and dusts it off before he sits on it akdjandmakskss

All the while knowing she's going to kill this fool. The theatrics. The savagery. The commitment to the Act. *Chef's kiss*

She gets blown up, beaten, shot at, gassed, strung upside down, and thrown through walls - and is still alive by the end of it. Comically unkillable queen. I laughed my ass off every time she reappeared Alive and Well after suffering the most brutal ordeal and seeming to be dead.

Like. She believes in freedom for the oppressed but she's not above being a dickhead to mentally ill teens. She's willing to die for her boss but also orchestrates a situation where she can make him shit his pants just to get a point across. She has terrible luck and takes constant Ls. She gets her head bashed into concrete numerous times and somehow doesn't have brain damage. Skull of steel. She is fucking hilarious. I'm obsessed with her.

#like people appreciate how loyal and hot and badass she is but like #what about how FUNNY her character is #she's so <3333 #i hope she remains hilariously and inexplicably indestructable for the entire show. just. have her be unkillable. it's what i deserve.#sevika #sevika arcane #silco #jinx #vander #arcane #arcane league of legends

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captainslayahoe · 15 days

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UNPOPULAR OPINION:

There are too many r@pe fics in the 'Call Of Duty' and horror movie communities.

This is a long ass rant BTW so thank you so much if you actually stay to listen to me complain.

I'm a huge fan of masked men, gore, horror movies, and Call Of Duty. They're all very fun things, even if seen as boyish or grim to the average Joes and Janes of society.

HOWEVER, there is a huge issue in both communities. Glorifying sexual assault. Groping, grooming, full blown rape. It's ridiculous. Both communities have a myriad of writers who write about nothing but manipulation and straight up noncon.

And you know what makes this worse? From experience, I've seen that there are FAR more rape fics in the Call Of Duty community than in the horror movie community.

Can you believe that shit?

THERE IS MORE SA FANFICTION ABOUT OFFICERS OF THE LAW AND MILITARY MEN, GOOD MEN WHO ARE CANONLY CHILL AND LOVING, PEOPLE WHO'S JOBS ARE LITERALLY TO SERVE AND PROTECT, MEN WHO HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG AND HAVE ONLY DONE THERE JOBS IN CANON, THAN SA FICS ABOUT MEN WHO ARE LITERAL SERIAL KILLERS, MEN WHO HAVE BEEN SEEN IN MOVIES AND SHOWS MERCILESSLY GUTTING INNOCENT PEOPLE AND NOT FEELING ANY KIND OF SHAME, MEN WHO WOULD KILL YOU IF THEY WERE REAL.

What does that say about society? That there's more SA fanfiction about law enforcement than criminals and demons?

Does that make sense to you?

Horror movie fans, although unhinged, treat their kins and fav characters like they're just misunderstood and can be helped and even with the disgusting amount of SA fics, they still treat the characters like chill guys who are mentally ill and can't be trusted with knives.

But Call Of Duty? Nope. It's surprisingly fucking easy to find a fic about Simon Riley being overly dominant, possessive, and pretty fucking predatory, when in Canon, he's just... He's just him. Simon is not a rapist. He is a good man trying to do his goddamn job. Why would he want to "use and abuse" anyone? Do yall not know his lore? His dad literally used to abuse him. HE FORCED HIM TO KISS A FUCKING SNAKE AND SCARED HIM WITH ANIMALS, FOR CHRISTS SAKE.

He would want his s/o to have a better life than what he went through. And don't even get me started on Soap. All yall serious? He himself implied he wasn't very violent in an interrogation scene that I vaguely remember like this:

Hostage: you gonna cut my hand off?

Soap: not my style, but he might. *he says pointing at Ghost*

(Im mid writing this and I am really realizing I am defending fictional men against rape allegations lord what is going on, I wanna be Phoenix Wright so bad)

And you know what REAAALLY pisses me off? The way they try to DEFEND THAT SHIT. MAKES ME SICK.

"Oh, well Michael Myers wouldn't care about consent because he doesn't care about people's lives" you sound dumb. It's giving "if it'll kill, it'll rape" like bro what? This is like that saying "if it can bleed, it can breed" in reverse and I hate both equally. And then these motherfuckers will be like

"ITS CALLED BDSM, YOU'RE JUST VANILLA" Bitch, are you slow?

The bdsm community is all about consent. Ever heard of a safe word? It's called role-playing, and they (almost) always have boundaries. By calling your illegal fantasies BDSM is bashing them and they DO NOT claim your crazy ass.

I'm not gonna name any creators, because at the end of the day, it's not like me dropping their accounts will get them banned or investigated, but I actually saw a post where someone CONFRONTED the writer's nasty ass Call Of Duty fics, and their legit response was like:

"Okay? And? I write dark romance. I add warnings. Everything isn't all puppies and kittens."

You are genuinely ignorant if you think basic consent is puppies and kittens. Rape is not dark romance.

As for the BDSM community, They get enough hate as it is, and 50 shades of Grey has already ruined them as it is, stop bringing them into your bullshit. You like being choked by masked men? Cool. You like rough housing and aggression? Sure. That's cool. I completely agree with that. But PUH-LEEEASE, bitch, stop calling grotesque shit like this "BDSM" and "Dark Romance".

I'm not vanilla, I'm a decent human being. You need to start realizing the problem is you. I can't stop you from writing it, but call it what it is and stop being a pussy.

You know what you write and you know what your read.

#rapeawareness #rapeculture #rant post #seriously #it doesn't make sense #call of duty smut #call of duty #horror movies #horror fan #serious issues #daddy issues #seek therapy #seek the lord #scream #ghostface #halloween #bo sinclair #masked men

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cemetery14 · 5 months

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I only noticed this on my like 5th watch of the show lmao

BUT AKASHIS EYE IS LIKE THIS FOR THE ENTIRE TEIKO ARC PRE SWITCH

Akashi really was doomed from the start, he was already cracking before he even joined that team

Somthing so sick about his cracking taking physical form, yet still no one does anything

Obviously the adults are the guilty ones in the situation, but even the miracles

I know midorima said some shit but akashi shut it down and he never spoke of it again cause that's just how their relationship is

This scene 💀 bro

The teiko episodes are so so so good at setting the mood, you can just feel the vibe

Akashi is obviously not interested its so obvious how much he does not want to be captain yet

I think akashi really liked being vice captain to nijimura

I think he really liked having someone he could rely on, someone who he could fall back on for the first time in his life

The teiko episodes feel so artsy it's hard to tell if what's happening is actually happening as shown, or if it's through the lense of how the character feels

Was akashi really that obvious and nijimura just didn't notice, or is that how akashi saw that conversation

Akashi saying no to being captain and nijimura brushing him off and assuring him he could do it, nijimura is just trying to encourage him but to akashi it's just another expectation

Even when talking about akashi kurokos the only one to question whether that's okay for someone their age

I assure you Midorima agrees deep inside but his relationship with akashis complicated so its not shocking at all that midorima would back akashi up even if it's not truly okay

You get the vibe that midorima really wants to say somthing to akashi privately but he knows that would not go over well so he's just gonna stay by his side and not acknowledge anything that's going on lmao

I'm not blaming the miracles or anything btw they where all like 13 and mentally ill 💀

#kuroko no basket #kurokos basketball #knb #akashi seijuro #midorima shintarou #kuroko tetsuya

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its-not-a-pen · 1 year

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Chinese darth maul head cannons

ok so i thought about a chinese version of the Brothers Opress and it's hurting me emotionally. (I haven't seen any of the mandarin dubs yet, i'm putting this out ahead of time to see if the translators agree with me.) Ok so in Chinese there's multiple ways of saying "brother", denoting different levels of closeness and familial bonds, so my headcannon is that Maul goes through ALL of them one by one as his relationship with savage develops.

headcanon Opress Bro's ages: Oldest- Savage 36 yrs Middle - Maul 34 yrs Youngest- Feral 17 yrs

Savage calls Feral 弟 [di] "little brother" Feral calls Savage 哥 [ge] “big brother" at the start.

When Feral is being strangled by Savage, he begs for his life and calls Savage 哥哥 [ge ge] "big brother" it's got childish connotations, e.g. something a kid would say which makes it Uniquely Painful.

After Maul regains his sanity, he insists on being called 师傅 [shi fu] "Master" and refers to Savage as 徒弟 [tu di] “Apprentice", completely rejecting all familial ties. (it's also got a bit of that twisted Journey to the West vibes, but instead of going to India to find Budda and Enlightenment they're going to Mandalor to find Violence and Mental Illness.)

After their near-death experience where Savage gets his arm cut off, Maul refers to Savage as 兄弟 [xiong di] which means "brother" in a comradely sense, e.g what monks call each other, and that's how they introduce themselves to the Deathwatch.

the first time Maul calls Savage 哥哥 "big brother" is when Sidious kills him. From that point on, until the day he dies, Maul only refers to Savage as 哥哥. There's something slightly childish about it which speaks of his unresolved trauma at the hands of sideous, that he was denied something critical to him and he's forever emotionally stunted.

Ok that's enough Pain for one day here's some funny shit:

Had Feral survived and met Maul, he would have to switch to calling Savage 大哥 [da ge] “eldest brother" and Maul 二哥 [er ge] "second eldest brother" . If I wrote CWs, there'd be this hilarious scene where Feral's like "Ai ya, forget about the revenge, intergalactic wars and spider legs. Let's talk about the IMPORTANT stuff! which one of you is older??? because I need to address you correctly, I can't just call you Maul it's RUDE." and then they start counting on their knuckles being all like "hang on are we going by the luna calendar or solar calendar?" BTW here's no "age neutral" way to say brother in chinese and you know it would make Maul EXPLODE if savage slipped up and called him 弟弟 "little brother" instead of 二哥 “second brother “ by accident。

#star wars #the clone wars #darth maul #savage opress #feral opress #hey guys do u like ferals new outfit #i gave him a ninja inspired outfit for stealth acrobatics and assassination #hes got double sabers strapped to his back so they dont get in the way of his flips :)#im giving feral the highest honor i can bestow; a PAINT PEELING shangdong accent #drawing feral in a lil anime boy pose helps keep the pain away #feral lives au #i know i draw feral as Baby Boy a lot but pls understand hes 100% down for violence

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fitzrove · 4 months

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Kronprinz rudolf apologism rant 😂

Not to showcase my own mental illness in terms of overidentifying with fictional characters based on historical figures but. I think the Elisabeth musical portrayal of Rudolf gets criticised too much and occasionally also for the wrong reasons

Like, you can dislike musical Rudolf being "woobified", that's ok, but sometimes criticisms end up going back to demonising mental illness (ie. ugly symptoms/behaviours automatically make you an irredeemable abuser and bad person - I'm specifically thinking of him "frightening Marie Valerie"). With someone like him there's lots of layers to it, he was a bad person in lots of ways (murder, arson, graverobbing...) but a very good person put in a desperate situation in others.

But since the musical is a psychological portrait of Elisabeth (and tbh - less so a psychological portrait of her and more of the end of an era) they only show the parts that make him "collateral damage" (of the system! Because in act 1 we see Elisabeth become part of the system to survive and the seeds of Rudolf's unstability be planted, and in act 2 we see how different ways of action and inaction uphold the system and make things worse).

And tbf on a more personal level, it annoys me that often when I talk about Rudolf with someone new, ppl will go "you know he was a bad person right?". Yes I fucking know!!!! The only people in the world who don't are the people who only learned about him from Elisabeth and didnt look stuff up on Wikipedia afterwards!!

Because guess what! That's what Rudolf's historical legacy was before Elisabeth and mostly is after it, the depraved ineffectual (overemotional, sick, politically emasculated...) nobleman in his greed murders a young girl. (Whether it can be called murder, btw, is questionable. As of 2016 we have Mary's suicide note/s. Obviously it's still icky for him to have shown romantic interest in her and pursued that/drawn her into the suicide pact...). In any case, that's hardly something I think is worth soapboxing about in the show itself.

How does showing "Elisabeth's son was mentally unstable, sexist and violent" on stage contribute to the central themes of Elisabeth's story?? When the story is about, among other things, the rise of nationalism and the death of liberalism (which is very convenient to portray in the show through Rudolf).

Idk also, I always talk about how it's important for me to have a non-cartoonish portrayal of depression and suicidal ideation (and suicide...) on stage in terms of representation. Musical Rudolf is me, he checks all of the boxes,,,, he's gay, he's depressed but NOT about being gay, he's stifled by the system, injustice weighs heavy on his shoulders, the politics of the world around him are going to complete shit....... irl rudolf is also me btw because he was a nerd, loved to travel, posted rants & callouts and was (towards the end) convinced he had an incurable illness aidöaålgösld

Anyway yeah, Rudolf was a victim of his situation, it doesn't make the other stuff he did where he victimised other people okay, but the musical storyline is really important representation for me specifically. I'm cordially inviting the ppl who want more emphasis on his immorality to make their own show, elisabeth is mine and brigitte hamann's and we're apologists 😂

#posts made by mentally well people #this is a kronprinz rudolf apologist blog first and other things blog second btw. if you dont like that you can leave 😭😭#meta #also this is me being an elitist but in general w historical shows it annoys me when people bring up info from wikipedia as smth #groundbreaking..................#if you havent read hamann dont talk to me abt rudolf 😭😭😂😂😂😂 /J #(akdlfl you can - just don't assume you know better than her if you just read wikipedia)#delete later #maybe...

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kerubimcrepin · 4 months

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Episode 11: The Hairy Arachelmet

First of all, Kerubim's cup is in a dangerous ass place. If he spills it, he will have burns.

Truly, if Ecaflip wasn't on his side, he would be long dead.

Second of all, love that he begins looking at Simone when she's on The Ladder That Looks Like It Will Fucking Kill You.

When I first noticed this moment, I assumed it was Kerubim y'know. Ogling her. But now, considering this is the only time in the whole scene he's looking at her, I think he's looking at her because she's on The Ladder That Looks Like It Will Fucking Kill You, and if she began to fall things would be bad.

Btw, the only pictures Keke has in his home, anywhere where it's visible, are of himself, Lou, or some random scenery.

There HAS to be something psychological going on here, considering he is a father and canonically, uh, really normal about it.

Like. Whatever the reason for having Joris call him grampycat is, is the same for not putting up any cute pictures of Joris.

Something-something, his canonical guilt about killing ("""killing""") Julith, perhaps? Perhaps, feeling a bit too old for fatherhood? Maybe both?

On one hand, YESSS RARE SIMONE FAILGIRL MOMENT + i love it when people who are supposed to be good at something are bad at it.

On the other hand... Kerubim, your upbringing single-handedly changed the course of Joris's life so much, that, as an adult huppermage man, he uses a "magic wand" (log) to bash in people's skulls.

Kerubim yells at him to stop, and he just immediately stops and salutes.

It's never explained why Joris does this all the fucking time in the series, (besides the fact that he has ADHD. (To me. In my brain. I decided that he has it.)) but I think Kerubim did some Pikmin-style parenting shit on him.

Except instead of Pikmin it was probably something like "let's pretend I am a commanding officer and you are a member of the Bontarian army."

Okay, so, this is a whole can of worms we'll get in now.

This text is the famous Lorem Ipsum placeholder. The first two words are exactly Lorem Ipsum. Yet, I am mentally ill enough to sit down and translate this all.

So, uh. Yeah. I translated it by hand. It was painful.

The interesting parts are: the first page is the usual Lorem Ipsum placeholder with random edits, spaces, and changes. The second page is the original Lorem Ipsum from Cicero's De finibus bonorum et malorum.

I may be wrong with some of the spaces, because of the way the letters that look like " : :: . " and their weird sizes.

But also... Who give a shit?

Obligatory food moment: he is eating grapes and bird legs. Maybe tofu, or maybe other bird that size.

He is so fucking stupid.

My friend @dullard had pointed out that the way Kerubim's system works is probably by assigning a number to a direction.

I am not good with numbers OR directions, so I hope he makes a post about this. Or sends me an ask.

All I can point out, in regard to this, is the often neglected connection of Ecaflips to scrying and predicting the future and destiny.

So yeah. For all intents and purposes, Kerubim, with his level of luck, maaaay be a bit of an, uh. Oracle.

Though, I think he'd be scandalized by this idea I'm proposing here.

I suppose this episode's story takes place after the story in the episode 38, Dragokart Race, where Kerubim becomes a second place Dragokart champion.

Is this in any way relevant? No. Welcome to my blog, where I talk about literally the most useless Dofus facts. Anyway.

Adding to the list of Implied Adventures We Never See:

Literally everything to do with Atcham.

Kerubim working with Arachnees some more.

To be added.

Culture note: being a hypermage is associated with being smart and being able to predict how situations are going to go.

This blog may seem like it's pointing out the most obvious shit, but keep in mind, besides me wanting to gush about this show and write analysis pieces, this blog is also meant as a bit of a resource for Random Irrelevant Lore. For fic writers.

I may be the fic writers.

...It's interesting to think about how these cultural standards may affect Joris, who, in all honesty, is fucking stupid. There are pebbles where his brain should be.

Anyway.

He really is stupid.

For how cheerful this show is, this moment is a very stark reminder of the fact that Kerubim was fighting and killing people.

I think that the way he was describing this to Joris probably was something like "and then I sliced that guy in half". Which is both... very violent, and also not very detailed.

Your daily reminder that while searching for Ecaflip City, to get rich and be able to propose to Lou, he tried to fuck a pandawa girl, and DEFINITELY fucked these three. Sad! (Edit: that, or he was searching for it long before the proposal thing.)

Better late than never, Keke. Better late than never.

But it would have been cool if you knew that when you were [SPRAYS HIM WITH A WATER BOTTLE] an orphan, as described in the official text The Wheel of Destiny #8: Kerubim Crepin.

This is my legally required once-in-a-few-liveblogs Wheel of Destiny lore mention. You're welcome.

Joris looks like he heard what just happened, and like.... I know that this is just a funny animation moment.

but i want to belive so so badly, that, due to dragon possession, joris can hear whatever the fuck is going on with this hat, by intercepting its ~~psionic waves~~

that he just heard a spider call his father a motherfucker.

Is it not a wonderful vision of the world, that I just described here?

#ep11 #wakfu #dofus #krosmoz #ro liveblogs dofus

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ceoofmetagala · 2 months

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How's flora nowadays

3 awnsers since I haven't quite decided where in there current OC timeline I decided to make my official normal point so hermm... I'm leaning to 1 but 2 is funny. Look at these babies.(Valerie and audery( how can I tell them they need to wait to exist....

1. No Valerie or Audrey born yet so post fl time somewhere approximately

- very out of it.,(like they daydream and space our)

- has to be physically constrained for him to not open a portal because to their own dream realm (normally by galacta)

-clingy to galacta knight

-really dislikes meta knight and looks at him really aggressively while he's talking to galacta (pre metagala btw I imagine.,)

- it often falls asleep and forgets to eat since it never really stayed awake or ate in the dream realm to conserve energy

- if he is awake they spend most of his time outside in flower fields or tending to a garden galacta told meta knight they should really get him if they wanted flora preoccupied

- he's not quite out of their dream world mindset and believes that is reality still, it hasn't been that long since they found them after all

- surprisingly one aspect he does go against the dream world is galactas gender. You would think he'd insit he's a girl but no. Floras doesn't gaf. Flora doesn't quite understand gender and just views it as "oh galacta got a new set of clothes neat"

- oh wait yeah so Mentioned theyre clingy to galacta but he does act flirty to him as well. Much to gks dismay who 1.has always viewed flora as a sibling like friend 2.what the fuck

He's pretty nice about and flora gets extremely confused but kinda goes what the hell did I do sosmthing wrong? what did I do ???

This is a bit minupltive on floras part but like. Floras isn't in the best mindset right now

Galacta has since just "broken up" with flora who is like???? What. What did I do..no seriously what the hell did I do and galactas reason was "we're better off as friends sorry I didn't tell u sooner oops" and flora kinda just goes okay. But did I do anything wrong. What did I do.

Flora wants a clear answer but galacta is unwilling to so just leaves it at that saying flora didn't really do anything, it's just galacta doesn't like him like that anymore LOL.

So yeah now that flora and galacta have "broken up" flora is mkre quiet and less clingy to galacta. He's trying to take it well but that was a small crack in his dream realm mindset so he thought maybe something is different. Maybe something is off. Just a maybe.

2. Current present time where I imagine my OCS most often? (Valerie and audery are alive so quite a bit in the future)

- has realized dream realm is fake. Not taking it qell

- this happened a lil bit after Valerie was born.

-he was freaking out and and panicking and trying desperately to repair the fantasy

-hes failing duh and he starts to just lock themselves away for some period of time before returning, paranoid as ever

- they thinkz everything ismt real right now

- no one is really sure how to help flora. Various attempt to keep them company, flora particularly dislikes: galacta, techno, blacknoise and meta. He has made better friends with some during this but he isntits it doesn't matter since no one is real. (Better friend club; Veri(not same situation but has the most experience with coping with mental illness))

- just really uncomtble being around Valerie and Audrey when he finds out about their existence.

-is debating if finding out this dream realm was a lie was a good thing or not and is unwilling at the moment to recover what was lost(memories post galacta gets sealed) which is understandable. That's more stress!!!!

- 👍

3. Valerie and audery are teens (yes I do use Valerie and Audrey as my measuring sticks)

- finally has accepted what reality is and doing a lot better.

- currently looking for mirri.

- yeah they're doing better now. Back to pre sealing gk flora but like a more mature one ig

- not entirely happy tho since it's dealing with everything ya know.

-new issue; he avoids sleeping. Atelast he eats regularly now!

Yeah👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍 rip flora in number 2 hope you gett better soon🙏(they do get better but no too soon)

#mocha.txt #fecto flora #kirby oc #galacta knight #since hes kinda vety important here #mocha asks #mocha inbox

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munson-blurbs · 2 years

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omg i just read your story about reader being attacked by a fan and i cried so hard like no shit. i was thinking maybe you could do a part 2 where reader having the constant fear of being alone, but since she is in home rest (because of the incident) eddie gets her a black kitten to make sure she never truly alone and comforts her. it’s okay if you don’t want to write about it it’s just a request, love your writting btw🤍🤍🤍

Combining this with another Stalker Part II request!

"do you think you could write a part 2 to that last story you wrote where the reader visits the stalker in prison? idk, what she did was beyond horrible but i kind of feel bad for her since she's obviously mentally ill/unstable yk? and even if the reader isn't sympathetic at all (rightfully), it would still be kind of interesting to see a follow-up."

Warnings: language, nightmares, mental illness (pls note that mentally ill folks are more likely to be attacked than to attack others)

WC: 2k

You'd gotten home from the hospital a few weeks ago; "home" temporarily being the Hopper-Byers household, since the apartment you and Eddie shared was being treated as a crime scene. To be honest, you had no desire to ever step foot in that building again.

Joyce and Jim Hopper had been nothing less than accommodating, making sure you were eating properly and going for short walks to get fresh air.

"I'm tellin' ya, kiddo," Chief Hopper said to you once, "I can't begin to describe how relieved I was when you opened that door."

Eddie had been your rock through it all. He'd postponed the remainder of Corroded Coffin's tour to take care of you. At the very beginning, you'd needed a lot of help just getting around, still sore from the intense physical altercation with her. You're now at a point where you've built up some stamina, but the psychological damage is all-too prevalent.

You wake up screaming in the middle of the night, body drenched in sweat from thrashing. Eddie's right there next to you, risking a hit from your flailing limbs.

"It's okay, you're okay," he soothes you. "Baby, you're safe."

And once you realize where you are and the adrenaline wears off, the tears flow. Heaving sobs rattle your chest as Eddie holds you tight. You feel horrible waking him--and probably your gracious hosts, too--but they all remind you that it's not your fault. And when Joyce recommends a therapist for you, you gladly accept.

Finally, Eddie found a new apartment for you both. It was a little smaller than your last one, he explained, but it would work. You didn't care if it was a shoebox, as long as you never had to see your old place again.

"I have a special surprise for you," he says with a wink as he drives toward the building.

"Is it a milkshake from Benny's?" you ask giddily, bouncing up and down on the seat.

Eddie laughs. "Calm down, jumping bean," he places a ringed hand on your thigh. "No, it's not a milkshake from Benny's. It's even better."

You wrinkle your nose. "What could be better than that?"

"Shh," he smushes a finger over your lips, "you'll see!"

Your new apartment is on the fifth floor, and as soon as the elevator opens, you spot Jeff, Gareth, and Dustin standing outside your door.

"Hey, guys!" you call out excitedly from behind a box containing some of your clothes. "What are you doing here?"

"Welcoming you home," Dustin answers. "But, y'know, we didn't wanna jump out and scare you, so we decided to just wait out here." Jeff and Gareth nod in agreement.

Their thoughtfulness makes you beam; it's been a long time since you've smiled that genuinely. "Wow, you guys are the best!"

Eddie gently pushes you towards the door, placing the key in your palm. "Just wait until you get inside," he teases.

You raise an eyebrow and turn the key in the lock. You open the door to a fully-furnished apartment.

"Oh my God," you whisper breathlessly, and you start to cry. "Did...did you three do all this?"

Gareth steps forward. "Actually, there were four of us. Max is in the bedroom with the second part of your surprise."

You look up at Eddie incredulously. "Second part?" you question, and his response is just another signature grin.

The bedroom is also decorated and furnished, but that's not what Gareth was referring to. In Max's arms is a tiny black kitten.

She holds the cat out to you with a smile. "Eddie figured you two could take care of each other," she tells you. "She needs a good mama."

“Yeah,” Jeff chimes in, “Eddie knows how much you love to take care of strays.” Eddie elbows him in the ribs, which he receives with an oof.

You take the kitten from Max gingerly, and she mews and curls up on your chest. “She’s so cute and little,” you murmur, kissing the top of her fuzzy little head.

Eddie leans up against you, rubbing his forefinger against the cat’s side. “She still needs a name,” he tells you.

You think for a moment before coming up with the perfect idea. “How about Lovey?” you ask, though you’ve already made up your mind. “Because she’ll remind me of a day I felt very loved.” It’s sappy, but you can’t help it.

Dustin looks over at the cat. “Whaddya think? Is your name Lovey?” Lovey just snuggles up closer to you, making everyone laugh.

“Lovey it is,” Eddie confirms, kissing your forehead.

A few more weeks go by, filled with Lovey cuteness and training. She’s getting the hang of the litter box, though both you and Eddie have stepped in your fair share of cat turds.

The day you’ve been dreading finally arrives: Corroded Coffin is going back on the road. Eddie’s hesitant; he knows he has to tour to make money, but he’s terrified to leave you alone. You’re nervous, too. Even though she’s behind bars, there could be more Eddie stalkers out there that you don’t even know about yet.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” Eddie asks, gnawing on his lower lip as he rolls his suitcase to the door.

You nod. “I’ll be fine. Lovey will protect me,” you remind him. “She’s officially my guard-cat.”

“Ah, yes,” he teases, “she will lick them to death with her sandpaper tongue.”

“Seriously, Eds,” you take his hand in yours and swing it gently. “I’ve got Hopper on speed dial. We’ve got that fancy new alarm system you set up, and you’re not even in the phonebook anymore. You don’t have to worry about me.”

He scoffs. “I’m going to worry about you. Don’t even try to convince me not to.”

You laugh. “Fine, worry about me! But just know that you don’t have to.”

He gives you a deep kiss, breathing you in. “Call me if you need anything, okay? I left a list of the venues we’re playing, and I installed a phone on the bus, so that number’s on there, too.”

“Thank you,” you say. “I love you, Eddie.”

“I love you, too. So fucking much.”

The first three days with just you and Lovey are uneventful. You’ve been looking for a new job, so most of your days are spent poring over the Help Wanted section of the Hawkins Post. When you’re not job-hunting, you’re trying out recipes that Eddie would never eat, or playing with Lovey. She’s particularly fond of one toy that’s essentially a ribbon on a stick.

On day four, the phone rings. It’s your lawyer.

“Y/N?” Linda’s aggressive voice bleats over the receiver. “It’s Linda.”

“Yes? Is everything okay with the case?” Your blood runs cold at the idea of the stalker breaking out of jail.

“Yes, everything’s fine,” she reassures you, and you breathe a long sigh of relief. “I just got a call from Stacey’s lawyer, and she informed me that Stacey would like to speak to you and apologize.”

You scowled at her name; you preferred to just think of her as her. “Why?” you ask, dumbfounded.

“Well, she might be trying to show the judge that she’s on her best behavior,” Linda explains, “but she is pleading guilty, so I’m not confident that that’s her reasoning.”

“Oh-okay,” you stammer. “So, is she gonna, like, call me or something?”

“No, sweetheart. You’d have to go down and speak to her in person,” Linda says. “She’d be behind a glass wall; you’d talk through a telephone that connects to each side.” She pauses for a moment. “You aren’t obligated, you know.”

You take a sharp breath in. “When can I go?”

Linda is able to schedule a visit for the next day. You don’t tell Eddie; he’d just try to talk you out of it. And maybe he’d be right, but you want to do this. You need the closure.

The guards pat you down and check your bag. You wish you could’ve brought Lovey with you. She’d gotten good at calming you down. Your nightmares slightly subsided when you felt her warm little body curled up at the foot of your bed.

You sit in a cold plastic chair, wringing your hands anxiously, until Stacey appears in front of you. She’s wearing a bright orange jumpsuit. Her eyes scream with exhaustion, so different from the villain who’d attacked you all those nights ago.

You each pick up the phone on your respective sides of the glass. All of the words you want to say get caught in your throat.

“Hi,” Stacey says softly. “Thank you for coming.” Like this is a dinner party she’s hosting. You think you’re going to be sick.

Stacey continues on. “I want to apologize for what I did,” she begins. “Y/N, I am so, so sorry for hurting you. I feel awful knowing that I’ve caused you so much pain.” Tears well in her eyes and she sniffles.

You can’t muster up any empathy; in fact, only rage bubbles to the surface. “You feel awful?” you hiss. “I’m the one having nightmares of you in my home, holding a knife to my throat, kicking me in the stomach, violating my safety.

“I see you everywhere I go. I feel like you’re following me in the grocery store. I worry that I’ll walk into an elevator and be trapped with you. That I’ll wake up and you’ll be in my bed.” You can’t hold back your own emotions anymore, and you start to cry. “So don’t sit here and tell me about how you feel, because I honestly don’t give a flying fuck.”

You expect her sinister grin to return, delighting in the spectacle you’re making. Instead, she nods solemnly. “You’re right.” She lightly scratches her short fingernails against the counter surface. “This...this isn’t an excuse, and I hope you don’t take it as one,” she says quietly, practically a whisper. “After I was arrested, the doctors diagnosed me with schizophrenia. I was having delusions...I thought I actually was Eddie’s soulmate. I thought God was putting me through a series of tests to get to him. Y/N, I seriously thought God was speaking directly to me.” She shakes her head at the ridiculousness of the idea.

“So, what did the doctors do?” you ask bitterly.

“They gave me medications that help, and I speak to a counselor here. She makes sure that my thoughts aren’t paranoid or delusional or anything like that.” Stacey looks at you, pained. “I didn’t realize how bad I’d gotten.”

You hesitate before posing your next question, terrified of the answer. “Do you still think you’re Eddie’s soulmate?”

She shakes her head. “No. Absolutely not. I don’t know him. I know his music, but I don’t know him.” A tear runs down her cheek. “Eddie is not anything to me besides a musician I listened to.”

You look at the ceiling. She seems sincere, like she understands the depth of the damage she’s caused. “I accept your apology,” you say carefully, “but I can’t forgive you. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to, but I definitely can’t forgive you right now.”

Stacey nods. “I know. I wanted to apologize, and I’m just grateful that you came.”

“Well, okay then,” you clear your throat awkwardly, unsure how to end a conversation with someone who once tried to kill you. “Thank you for your apology.”

You call Eddie as soon as you get home and fill him in. He’s not thrilled that you spoke to Stacey, especially without him, but he doesn’t lecture you.

“Do you think it helped?” he asks gently.

“I dunno,” you answer honestly. “I don’t...I don’t think it hurt. It just felt like something I had to do.”

“Okay,” he finally says. “We have a week between our gig tonight and our next gig because the venue had to cancel. I’m coming home tomorrow, and I’ll be there for a few days. I miss you so fucking much,” he admits.

“I miss you more, Eds. And Lovey misses you most,” you tell him as she purrs on your lap.

“I’ll see you both so soon,” he promises.

“We’ll be here,” you tell him, “safe and sound.”

#eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie x you #eddie x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x f!reader #stranger things #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things fanfic #fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #requests

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riderofblackdragons · 17 days

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Day 4: Vivisection

Ok so first off, sorry this is late! The next few days are also probably going to be late bc of internet issues, so yay **jazz hands**

Anyways, I had to look up what vivisection even is lol, so that was also fun. It's cutting people (or animals) up specifically for experimentation btw

Anyways, I'm really glad that people seem to be enjoying so far, and I hope you enjoy this one too! It does get a bit gruesome tho, so be wary of that

There was something about it that was just a little bit pathetic. Kol watched the scalpel trace down the man’s chest, he didn’t even know his name, cutting in and letting the blood seep out. It stopped just below his breasts, letting the pain come onto him before they continued.

He wasn’t doing it alone, of course. Elijah was here, a steady presence against Kol’s back, his hand holding the scalpel with Kol’s. In another room, Enzo and Damon were dealing with some other men, members of the Augustine Society. Occasionally, scream and cries would ring out, making the man with Kol and Elijah tense up.

And, well. It wasn’t like he didn’t deserve this. He’d helped with the experiments, after all, although it had been a few years since he’d participated in anything other than the New Year’s parties. He’d held this scalpel once, or something like it, drawing it down Kol’s own chest, stopping in the same place he had now.

Elijah was holding onto it for pressure, and to make sure the knife didn’t shift around too much. He was letting his brother control where they placed it, and when they stopped, as the one who’d been the actual victim.

Eventually, the blood might stop. It could be that this man’s body would run out of blood, it all coming out from this one cut, or it could clot, and try to heal in that way. Or, it could close in the method of a different experiment he’d run on Kol in the years past - true, as a non-vampire he was impervious to the sun, but.

Well, the lighter Elijah had gotten, at Kol’s quiet request, would help him feel the same agony either way.

“Just like our siblings,” Elijah told him, holding the man down and burning his skin off. “So quick to resort to arson, little brother”

Kol didn’t reply. Most of their communication was mental, anyways, with Elijah’s gift of their mental abilities. Slipping into the surface of Kol’s mind was easy in comparison.

As this man, and his accomplices in the next room over, had found out. They’d been tormented for weeks by their own minds, long before Elijah and his companions had made it around to them. There was nightmares, which would then increase their paranoia, and then they would try to run, and find that they were trapped. And then, they would wake up, and find themselves unable to run anyways, too sleep-deprived to even find the exit to their houses.

Honestly, it was the most exercise Elijah had given his mental abilities in years, maybe even centuries! His presence enough was usually enough, even without either of his brothers around. And this was for his family, given how much Kol clung to him. As though Elijah would just vanish as soon as he let go, even though he had given his word that he would stay.

Not even their other siblings suddenly calling for help would remove Elijah from Kol’s side now, not for the world. Even if the blood kept getting on Elijah’s clothes, and Kol was still scared to drink from anything other than Elijah’s own wrist or neck. Even if he did wish for some privacy sometimes, although Elijah knew better than to ask aloud. He didn’t want Kol to freak, after all, and he knew that he would, if Elijah made any move to leave him.

The blood from this recent act of vengeance wasn’t going to get on his clothes, thankfully. Or well, they were, but that was only because Kol was wearing an ill-fitting dress shirt of Elijah’s today, and he was closest to the man they were torturing.

Knives were a favourite, although the fire from the lighter was a close second for Kol. Burning the wounds, cauterising them only to make new ones, brought screams from his former tormentors, and Kol revelled in it. Paper scrunched up into a ball, soaked in gasoline. He shoved it into the man’s mouth, letting him choke on it.

Then, Kol set it on fire.

It caught quickly, first the paper and then the man’s beard around his mouth, spreading along the hairs until his face was alight. If he could’ve screamed, Kol knew he would’ve, like how Kol had screamed when they’d set him alight via the sun. Like when they’d burned so many other vampires to dust, trying to see if they could replicate what happened with Kol.

It felt just, to watch the man burn to death, cooked alive inside his own skull. The restraints kept him there, and Elijah didn’t even try to move them away from it, understanding that Kol needed to watch. For himself, and for justice to feel as though it had been served.

“Thank you,” He would later whisper to his older brother, as they set out from the burning house.

Elijah would hum in response, but just continue walking as though Kol didn’t say anything. Like it was a given that he would go this far for him, that Kol shouldn’t even feel the need to thank him for it. And, after thinking over it for a little longer, Kol thought he liked it better that way.

#tvd #the vampire diaries #au - experiments in blood #tw blood #tw injury #tw fire #tw torture #elijah mikaelson #kol mikaelson

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The Creeping Man pt 2

There was a lot going on last time. There was a dog behaving strangely. Its owner behaving even more strangely and at least two professors whose daughters were engaged. Although one of those engagements (the one to another professor) was broken off, I'm pretty sure. And people seem to think that the reason that professor is behaving strangely is because of the engagement? Just a lot going on. I went back to my post about it, but got stuck on that gif I posted of Oscar Isaac licking his fingers, which derailed me a bit.

I was thinking there might be something going on inheritance-wise. But honestly, I'm not sure I have enough information at the moment to judge.

Oh, yeah, and fiancee No. 2, who is the daughter of fiance No. 1, just walked in and is about to tell us a story.

“I was awakened in the night by the dog barking most furiously. Poor Roy, he is chained now near the stable."

Roy knows something, I'm telling you. If only we could cast Speak with Animals.

"...we all have a feeling of impending danger."

"My room is on the second floor. It happened that the blind was up in my window, and there was bright moonlight outside. As I lay with my eyes fixed upon the square of light, listening to the frenzied barkings of the dog, I was amazed to see my father's face looking in at me."

More evidence in favour of demonic possession, obviously. Or this is like that Green Wing episode where someone puts a picture of Jesus on the end of a stick and holds it up to windows.

Anyone else watch Green Wing here? Just me?

Coolcool.

Also, 2nd floor is one higher than you think if you're American. In the UK we have Ground floor, then first floor, then second floor.

"It was no delusion, Mr. Holmes."

Delusions, of course, being things that you definitely know if you're having or not. Traditionally.

“The date being September 5th,” said Holmes. “That certainly complicates matters.”

I do not remember anything about the date in part one. But I am assuming that this is important in some way because Holmes is drawing attention to it.

Birthdays? Something that happens on 6th September?

“Possibly you are thinking of the connection between insanity and phases of the moon?”

I know the etymology of the word lunatic, and yet still when people say things like this I have a moment of wtf.

I feel like it's not the 5th that's important, but the day before or the day after.

"We will therefore call upon him as if he had given us an appointment upon such a date. He will put it down to his own lack of memory."

I know this word gets thrown around a lot, but this is literally gaslighting. That's right, distort the man who is possibly mentally ill's sense of reality even further, Holmes. Go on. Do it.

“I warn you, however, that the professor is irascible and violent at times.”

Does he just have dementia? I mean there's nothing just about dementia, but it feels like maybe he's just... not well. Obviously that's not the case or else there wouldn't be a story and his name wouldn't need clearing or whatever it is. But still... missing time, behaving strangely, violent outbursts?

They might be lying about all of this, of course.

"There is, if I remember right, an inn called the Chequers where the port used to be above mediocrity and the linen was above reproach."

It's clean and the booze will get you drunk. The highest of praise.

"...an easy effort on the part of Holmes, who had no roots to pull up, but one which involved frantic planning and hurrying on my part, as my practice was by this time not inconsiderable."

Since when? For how? Last we knew Holmes had paid someone to buy your practice so you could move in with him. Then you got married again, and now you're a super successful doctor? When? Where is your wife, btw? Is she dead again?

“I presume that you do not go so far as to assert that I summoned you?” “I would rather answer no questions,” said Holmes.

So you're... not going to gaslight the man who is possibly mentally ill.

Good choice.

“That was my miscalculation. It is evident that his memory is much more reliable than I had thought."

But only because he's not as mentally ill as you thought he was.

"I have the address of the man in London to whom the professor writes. He seems to have written this morning, and I got it from his blotting-paper."

Oh yeah, he's also writing weird letters after having gone off to Europe for a while to nurse his broken heart. I forgot about that. There's a lot of stuff going on here.

So far he's done nothing but be kind of angry and aggressive.

“Mercer is since your time,” said Holmes.

I know that ACD did not keep track of the time line or give a fuck about continuity, but we haven't seen any real evidence of a gap in Watson hanging around with Holmes. But yay for introducing another random character whom we have never seen and whom we will never see again.

Technically we haven't see him this time, either.

Why would someone crawl down a passageway? Because they're looking for something on the ground? Did he drop something?

We were, I may say, seated in the old sitting-room of the ancient hotel, with a bottle of the famous vintage of which Holmes had spoken on the table between us.

Holmes said the port was 'above mediocrity', which is pretty far from a ringing endorsement. Now it's 'famous'? I bet it's no brandy, though.

“Let us, then, form the provisional theory that every nine days the professor takes some strong drug which has a passing but highly poisonous effect. His naturally violent nature is intensified by it. He learned to take this drug while he was in Prague, and is now supplied with it by a Bohemian intermediary in London. This all hangs together, Watson!”

And the reason for him taking it every 9 days, like clockwork?

Not sure that's how drugs work. I really feel like Holmes would know that.

“But the dog, the face at the window, the creeping man in the passage?”

I'm still not entirely put off the 'doppelganger' explanation for the dog. Then the other two can both be explained as him looking for something. What, I have no idea, but something small enough that he had to crawl around on his hands and knees to find it.

Diamonds?

"In the meantime we can only keep in touch with friend Bennett and enjoy the amenities of this charming town.”

And its famous, not-mediocre port, I guess.

#Letters from Watson #The Creeping Man #Sherlock Holmes #long post

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In ur HC, what novels and fandoms would AU Modern day, Historical TSC be into rn?

Follow up, if each of them had a Tumblr , what would their blogs about be and why?

I'm just going to do my favourite characters, hope that's alright!

MATTHEW

Tumblr handle: @/wilde-wanderer. He posts travel content and dog pics a lot, and there's a lot of crossover with his travel Instagram. He also is in the Oscar Wilde fandom for sure and posts a ton of Ben Barnes thirst traps (@belle-keys, thinking of you).

5 books he'd love, because he's a romance and fantasy lover like me (queer books are blue):

The Charm of Magpies seriously. It's got Wildean weird vibes and also is just genuinely an oddball series unlike any other.

Don't Want You Like a Best Friend by Emma Alban (this is NEW btw and incredibly good, an immediate favourite

By Any Other Name by Erin Cotter

The Adventures of Amina Al-Sirafi by Shannon Chakraborty

The Carnivale of Curiousities by Aimee Gibbs

ALASTAIR

If he had Tumblr, I think his handle would be @/grumpycatcarstairs. But he'd post minimally and just let it sit and sit forever. Periodically, Thomas would remind him it exists. He'd just post aesthetic paintings and cPTSD content.

5 books he'd love, because he likes mysteries and philosophical works that make him think:

The Six of Crows duology by Leigh Bardugo

The Scythe trilogy by Neal Shusterman

The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

The Sins of the Cities series by KJ Charles

Not really modern, but after his time. I think Maurice by EM Forster would hit him hard in the solar plexus.

THOMAS

His handle is @/thomas-the-tree. He's a pretty active Tumblrina and he posts a lot of his own content, mostly aesthetics and moodboards. Maybe some stimboards ala @caterpillarstims. He also posts a lot of positivity for people with mental illness.

5 books he'd love because he loves both action and comfort literature:

The Sum of All Kisses by Julia Quinn

Two Rogues Make a Right by Cat Sebastian

The Heartstopper comics by Alice Oseman

A Lady for a Duke by Alexis Hall

Stalking Jack the Ripper series by Kerri Maniscalco

CORDELIA

I am of the strong belief that her handle would be @/kickitwithcordy and she'd have a sideblog for Cortana pics called @/kickitwithcortana. She and Alastair would also have a joint blog called @/kickitwiththecarstairs, but it's mostly on YouTube and they just have gossip videos. There's a full one where they roast Matthew's famous travel Insta.

5 books she'd love about kickass women:

Girl, Serpent, Thorn by Melissa Bashardoust

A Stitch in Time by Kelley Armstrong

The Divine Rivals duology by Rebecca Ross

Innocent Traitor by Alison Weir

The Rhapsodic series by Laura Thalassa

James, of course, always reads them aloud to her even when they're not to his personal taste. <3

#matthew fairchild #alastair carstairs #thomas lightwood #cordelia carstairs

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my stupid ass accidentally hit unfollow instead of ask button -_- ANGYWAYS like what is UP with c.Cemelo? Camelo>?i forgot how to spell his name the second i looked away from it THE MUTLICOLORED MENTALLY ILL GUYthag one. i have so many questions about him like why is he a freak (lovingly). why is his relationship with the big guy so inasne liek whats theier deal. im so interested (props my chin up in my hands and smiles suuuper wide) i would love to hear about them if u wanna talk about them PEACE ✌ (i mean all this genuiinely btw)

HIS NAEM CHAMELO it’s just Chameleon but also Camilo. I hope that helps..you got it close in the second try. the first one is like cementHe was forced to eat cement at 6. I'm probably going to switch around with his nicknames and name a lot (Chamy, Melo) out of habit sorry if its confusing

ANYWAYS. I'M REALLY GLAD YOU ASKED HI ok. LOTS of words soooo undah da cut they go. Also sorry if a lot of this does Not make sense trust me I don't make sense to myself sometimes

He is a freak because I really like characters like him. He's basically how my thought process works so that probably also means you're calling me a freak too(Lighthearted)

He is horrifically anxious and has got anger issues and is just real irritable in general (And probably more things.?). He has trouble dealing with his own emotions because they're often so extreme, so he does things on impulse despite overthinking a lot. He sorta contradicts himself in his thoughts and feelings and actions. Idk he's weird. Doesn't always know what he wants and has a tough time with communication. Him changing colors involuntarily depending on his mood doesn't help either if the person he's talking to knows which colors go with what feeling. He tries his hardest to hide his emotions when he wants to whether it be angry, nervous, sad, even happy, but he also knows he'll always have a dead giveaway if he feels anything ever.

(Note: Optional reading in this next part I ended up rambling↓)

I do worry about him getting so worked up because I don't want people to think that I think feeling emotions is dumb or whatever because I tend to like. Make him accidentally funny or play it off as a joke. And then I remember he feels like I do so I don't care if people get mad at me for having a character that gets upset or jumps to conclusions over little things or has a lot of inner monologue that's just freaking out because I do that a lot too. I like when I can relate to characters, I like to put things about me in my characters. People have told me that a lot of my characters have very real personalities (I LOVE WRITING PERSONALITIES) so I think I'm okay. It makes me feel extra happy when people tell me they can relate too. A lot of that didn't explain anything about him actually sorry lawl they call me the rambler

Okey anyways

About him and Diesel (da big guy)....

I don't even know where to start with them goodness gracious they're a mess. I guess when they first met. Chamy got a new job at the stupid dumb pizza place that Diesel had already been working at for a while despite almost Never showing up for (Their boss, Sharlotte, doesn't even give a darn and thinks of Diesel as a "son she never had" so he gets away with a lot). Diesel noticed Melo was new and because he is like a big cartoon bully of course he messes with Chamelo, mainly by stealing his beloved motor scooter thing.

Diesel made sure Chamy saw that he stole it, he wanted Chamelo to see him. If he wanted Melo to try to get back at him, it worked. When he finally caught Diesel with his scooter, Chamelo lunged at him like a rabid animal and they started fighting over it. Of course, Chamelo won through sheer rage and took back his scooter and Diesel hasn't taken it since then, but Melo has to let him drive it whenever they're delivering together (Because Sharlotte thought it was a genius decision to partner him up with Diesel because she thought Chamelo would die).

Chamelo holds a grudge against Diesel over that whole situation, but now he just finds himself instigating a fight with him for literally no reason (There is a reason it is because he is Gay and a Freak).

He then eventually realizes he is Madly In Love with that chimaera guy and has a meltdown about it and can't tell ANYONE or he will DIE!!!!!! And so he becomes incredibly awkward and even more annoying around Diesel

Asker (his friend he doesn't know is his friend) questions him about Diesel because they notice him being weird about him and they find out he likes him but they don't really care but one time they told Diesel that Melo is kind of a freak about him and then Chamelo punched them in the face (I drew it in [this post] except it's in inklish because I thought it was stupid it's sandwiched between a bunch of other drawings sorry. I still think it's funny though)

Umm yeah Chamelo is hopelessly in love and is quite scared about it because he's never felt actual romantic love before with another fish, only his scooter(bc. objectum...). He doesn't know how to deal with his feelings! It's like, a weird mix of hatred and yearning. So like. A hate-love. He wants to keep hating Diesel, he doesn't want to get attached to him but he already is..!! He feels like he's supposed to hate him, Chamy doesn't know what he even likes about Diesel. He wants to stop feeling like this but he doesn't want to at the same time, if that makes sense. He tries to tell himself it's a passing feeling or anything that isn't being in love.

He's scared of what could happen if they ever do end up together, that he might stop being in love and maybe it was just a passing feeling after all, and he's frustrated at the thought of Diesel never knowing about how he really feels. He doesn't know what to do about this, and most likely won't for a while. It's painful and overwhelming for him both physically and emotionally :'(

Diesel still I guess bullies Chamelo sometimes but that is just because he always does that and doesn't know anything about himself 🤣🤣😂😂AAAHHHH AAAAGHHH AHHHHHH AHHH AHHsorry. He is bisexual. He does not know that. He also shows up to work more because of Chamelo. But he also didn't realize that until they had a short one-sided conversation on Squidmas [see here].

Diesel is taking longer than Chamelo to realize he likes him, and honestly I cannot imagine a world where Diesel actually reciprocates feelings. I don't want to say he will but I don't want to say he won't. I don't know how to describe it. Something just happens I guess lol. I'll figure it out

Since then, they've been oh-so-painfully-slowly warming up to each other, still getting mad at one another, still yelling, still fighting, still absolutely Hating the other's existence...but hey...they're together more because they want to be.........AAAGHHHHHHH isn't fighting so intimate😍THEY HAVE TO STOPPPP sorry .Sorry. I'm really normal about their horrendously weird relationship that is taking Forever to get better. It's like slow-burn if you put it at 0.5x speed. Also I wouldn't call them enemies to lovers, they aren't exactly enemies nor are they lovers later That doesn't make sense but I wouldn't know how to explain it. Swagever.

At some point Sharlotte's car and a modded trizooka have to do with them (along with a couple older ocs of mine) but that doesn't really have anything to do with right now. A lot of my drawings of the two are out of order because I'm impatient lol. I want to try to not go through like. arcs? so quickly because 1. I fear the day I run out of ideas and 2. Everything has to end and I don't like the idea of finishing all of my splatoon's lives but luckily splatoon happens in real time so I have a lot of years to go if I'm That determined about my guys LOL Sorry unrelated

TL;DR Diesel and Chamelo's relationship is so complex and stupid it is almost entirely beyond my own comprehension. They hate each other so much that they want to be with each other.

Okay that's all I could think of. A Billion Thankies for asking me about them... Apologies if you didn't really need all of That for me to explain. I like to explain things ❤

#jfc. Sorry that is a ton of words i kept having to reread everything a million times if i got something wrong or missed anything well.#then i will die forever #It is currently 2 am this took me a While. Ok goodnight #ask #chamelo fláje #diesel fintasma

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ALSO IM JUST NOTICING YOUR HEADER IMAGE. I LOVE IT SO MUCH gundham danganronpa and crash bandicoot (is that his name im sorry) real. also btw feel free to talk abt th emountain experience bc i dont think i ever asked yet

YES HIS NAME IS CRASH BANDICOOT ive honestly BEEN waiting for someone to comment on my header it is one of my favourite images ever (thanks @horatios-mom). it's like a sequel to the era when i had lesbian crash bandicoot as my icon. i'm only through the prologue of sdr2 but i have been obsessed with gundham for Years,. i barely know the guy but i love him. i will Know More Soon. and trust i will be So mentally ill about him and also the series. i already Am i am just waiting to finish the games to post about them.

anyway MOUNTAIN EXPERIENCE. OH BOY. where to begin.

let me take you back to a time when a wide-eyed 17 year old Archie got traumatised by a mountain. sit back, relax, and follow along my recounting of an experience i found so horrible, i had to vent by projecting onto my favourite blorbos at the time. Don't worry, I am more than comfortable with sharing this story, and with hindsight know exactly where to direct my anger with what happened.

It's March 2020. I'm in my second-last year of high school. every year my school takes the people in this specific grade to a leadership camp to teach a variety of skills and stuff to prepare them for the next year, when they will be school leaders basically. this leadership camp happens to culminate in a hike up the Drakensberg, where we sleep overnight, then come back down and go back home.

To be Quite frank. I was Very Excited for this trip. the more school-related activities not so much, but getting the chance to hang out with my classmates outside of school and the hike were what excited me. I'm not the most fit person, but i loooove me a good nature walk.

So it's a few days before the hike. they take us out to a bunch of activities and it's pretty fun. we did an adventure park thing and i was in the middle of a massive tarzan fixation so when i went on a giant rope swing i did his iconic yell. there were ziplines. once when i went down a line i forgot to brake and SMACKED into the mattress on the tree. so that was fun. here's the thing though. they made us walk everywhere. and these weren't easy strolls, they were hikes in and of themselves. i can't speak for anyone else, but the days leading up to the hike were PAINFUL. my feet were so fucking sore and we hadn't even gone near the mountain yet.

Then they hit us with the "yeah we're pushing back the hike by a day because it's gonna be pissing buckets tomorrow." which, duh, of course it's gonna be pissing buckets, it's the drakensberg, it's kinda known for that. but also, that means another day of walking, another day of worsening the condition of my feet. i felt like sam from death stranding when you let him walk barefoot everywhere. it's around here where you might start recognising elements from the fic snippets i posted, by the way.

so the next day like the absolute ass he is, the headmaster (who joined us for. some reason) made us hike up a mini-mountain to 'prepare us' or something. he was a horrible person for completely unrelated reasons and this logic is totally and completely backwards. anyway, after THAT nightmare, we went tubing down a nearby river. this WAS fun. i went down the river multiple times even though my feet hurt like shit. i had to get my fleeting joy somewhere during this trip-turned-nightmare. everyone had fun except this one girl who was not lucky at all. at the end of the river there's a small drop and 99% of the time when you get there you fall out of your tube. she was one of these people, and was really unlucky as she ended up cutting her foot on a rock. she had to be pulled out of the river by a few of the boys.

now then you would THINK she would go home because of this. kind of a bad idea to hike up a mountain with a cut up foot. but no, like the madwoman she is, she decides to pull through. i respect her so much for it.

Anyway, next day comes, my feet are basically throbbing so bad it's like my heart practically lived in them, not even to mention the soreness in my legs. again - i was NOT fit. i was so nervous i could barely eat breakfast. i tried to twist it into something positive by being like "tehe i'm going up a mountain like my favourite teenaged blorbs" but it really was Not helping. sooooo we get to the foot of the mountain and get ready to go. a couple of girls left and missed the hike because they had a netball tournament or something. to this day i wonder if they realise Just how lucky they got.

This is the part i remember most vividly. the Worst part. we set off on our mountain adventure, and i repeat this mantra: keep pace with the person in front of you. which goes great for all of two minutes until like a whole five days of walking absolutely nonsensical distances catches up to me and i slow down and down and down until everyone has passed me and oops! i've stopped completely. my legs are Begging to be put out of their misery and i am Rooted To The Spot. to cut a long ass panic attack short eventually someone comes back to pick me back up and Get Me Up This Stupid Mountain. it wasn't sam unfortunately, it was the drama teacher, but he was a pretty cool person and probably most comforting adult there, so perfect to deal with me in that moment.

he tells me about setting little goals for myself, like finding a specific rock and making my way to it. break the whole hike down into thousands of little baby steps. this way, i actually started to make progress, little by little, until we break the tree line. i can't remember if this moment was in the snippets i posted, but i look up and see the rest of my classmates above me, and when they notice us they start whooping and cheering and singing break my stride (which is kinda the theme song of the trip, ngl). i was still kinda in hysterics so i yelled at them to shut up. looking back, i appreciate it so so much. anyways, the drama teacher and i carry on with our baby steps.

when i've calmed down enough i start talking. i can't remember if he told me to talk to get my mind off of things or if i started on my own, but in any case i just start talking. i know specifically i brought up treasure planet - my all time favourite movie - and he told me he hadn't heard of it. another fanfic snippet moment here: i did, in fact, rant to him about midsommar. i remember specifically talking about the daylight horror aspect and how the black bars could've been white instead to emphasise just how bright and sunny the film is. also at some point we passed random people on the road who didn't speak english and for some reason, to this day i still have no idea why, the drama teacher told me that he thinks those dudes were drug smugglers and using the trail to get drugs over the border. anyways.

eventually, after so, so long, we make it to the top. not the end of the hike, far from it, but the vertical climb is over. you see, this specific trail has like two hours of a horrible vertical climb, but after that, it's a basically-flat trail. not that that would make it any easier but anyway, i thought that the worst was over. from our position we could see the rest of the group, who were all resting by a fork in the path - a significant landmark. eventually we catch up to everyone, and if my fic is to be trusted, everyone started clapping and cheering and singing again, this time 500 miles (hardy har). this is one of the only details in the fic where i can't tell whether i made it up or if it's actually based on what happened. when i sat down, guess what, legs wanted to shrivel up and die, what else is new, but what really struck me was that Literally Everyone Was In The Same Position. some were crying. some were staring into space with cold, dead eyes. Nobody was having a good time. how foot-cut girl was even still here was what shocked me the most. again, CUT IN HER FOOT, it was PRETTY SUBSTANTIALLY SIZED. even so she did Not look good.

drama teacher had gone to talk to all the other adults about our (my and the injured girl's) predicament. we were in No position to carry on with the hike. (i'd argue nobody was but i digress). it was a full-blown argument from what i remember, and when the adults tried to talk to us they kept on interrupting each other. one kept trying to offer a way down, but another teacher (who championed this leadership camp btw, to put this into perspective) was Adamant we continue and simply sleep at the closer campsite.

You can probably guess what ended up happening.

The break just honestly made me feel Worse about moving, and my mentality obviously wasn't the best, and i sorta just really started missing home at this point, but i had to keep going. since it was flat this time i could actually keep some sort of pace, though head leadership camp teacher complained whenever i slowed down too much (actual villain of the story in hindsight). eventually we make it to one of the campsites.

Here's how the camps worked. every year the group split into two - boys and girls - and rotated each year on who went to each of the two campsites. one camp was by a river, the other by a cave. so, one year the boys would go to the cave and the girls to the river, and the next year they would switch. this year the girls were supposed to go to the cave. guess what. it's the further camspite - a good extra... i dunno, hour of walking? obviously injured girl and i couldnt do that. issue is, you need a tent to camp riverside - we obviously didnt have one. however someone, an actual god among men brought an extra tent with him. i never spoke to that kid. but he made it so we didn't have to suffer as much. so i hold a sort of affection for him.

so, the group splits and we finally, FINALLY get our chance to rest. properly. let me tell you, river water has never and i mean NEVER felt so good. i think i spent like a solid hour soaking my feet. the boys - who. somehow had energy after all THAT - made a dam out of rocks. one guy was taking pictures. i never took my own pictures of the mountain, even though the view was beautiful. i was in too much pain to care. i took a Single picture related to the hike itself, and i'll share that at the end of this thrilling tale. that evening after dinner, i snacked morosely and watched at least half of happy death day on my phone. maybe an episode of unbreakable kimmy schmidt, though i don't now for sure about that one. injured girl and i shared that extra tent.

oh yeah, and guess what. it ended up pissing buckets during the night. shocker.

anyway the next day comes and the walk back is worse. one of the other teachers decides to use 'tough love' on me - which was basically yelling at me and failing really badly at being encouraging. honestly would have preferred being tossed off the mountain instead because it just made me Very Distressed but anyway. what was nice was that this time for the walk injured girl and i were at the front of the line setting the pace. and also two of the boys, two absolute GENTLEMEN were walking with us and leading us. you know me, i'm a lesbian, but god i could've kissed them for what they did for us. (i did not but you get my point).

surprisingly the vertical climb down was the easiest part. the really, really vertical part anyway - which was mostly near the top. so easy that a few boys raced ahead of the group... and ended up taking a wrong turn and getting lost. more on them later. when we dipped into the treeline it felt like we were so close yet so far, SO close to ending this suffering, but every single turn without the tar road in sight made me fall deeper and deeper into despair. i think i literally yelled out "MERCY!" at some point. anyway when we did finally get to the road i started crying as we made our way back to the bus that would take us home.

everyone started taking showers, blessed, cold showers at the public bathrooms, and washing myself of the whole experience felt Wonderful. except it wasn't quite done insulting me just yet.

So. the day before we put our suitcases in the bus that would take us home. what they neglected to tell us was that we needed Everything we'd need for that day and the following day on our person. which means they wouldn't be taking our bags out of the bus, not even if we REALLY needed something. i didn't have my flip flops on me. i had put the shoes i had hiked in away (and also they were like sopping wet which is disgusting). it was hot as fuck and the parking lot outside was all gravel. i had to walk in that barefoot.

insult to injury.

i got myself ice cream. tried not to cry. we all had to wait for like half an hour as the lost boys made their way back to us (i can't remember if a teacher had to go back onto the path to find them or not). borrowed drama teacher's flip flops which were hilariously oversized. and then, literally RIGHT as everyone was boarding the bus to leave. i whip out my phone and grab the one and only picture i have related to the hike itself.

it was a long drive back to my home province. i put on some music, cuddled my pillow and tried to sleep. i mostly just tried not to sob. out of pain, relief, anguish - whatever. since it was a long drive, we stopped at a strip mall that's a really common sort of stopping station for people doing drives like this, such as to use the bathroom. another school happened to be pulled up as we stopped by here, and a girl gave me the filthiest, most judgmental look i have EVER seen because i was barefoot. i honestly don't blame her.

it was dark by the time we got back to the school. i did, in fact, cry when i saw my family. the very next day - no exaggeration, i'm 99% sure it was the VERY next day - it was announced that schools would be closing and the country would be going into lockdown due to covid. which means i got to spend the next, like, two weeks recovering instead of thinking about school. i think one of the days after i got back i watched interstellar. i was on a bit of a sci-fi kick. it was okay.

here's that picture i took outside the bus before we left for home.

people Did see me take this. a couple of my classmates made jokes about how they relate and at least one gave me a high five.

anyway, that's the story of my Mountain Experience™. again, more than comfortable sharing this story as i think it's quite important with understanding me and we know who to blame for putting us through this. i've had chats with other alumni who came before me and they had their Own nightmarish experiences with this camp, which makes me wonder how it continued being a thing for so long.

#ask #queerkearney #answered #my writing #biographical this time :)#kiddo's mountain experience #mutuals :)

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golbrocklovely · 1 year

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I don’t have a tik tok. What are they saying about our boys 🙄

omg thank you so much for sending in an ask about my post bc… i need to VENT lol

first and foremost, what aren't they saying about the boys on tiktok??? that's the real question.

imma just list the shit i've been either told or saw myself said about snc (but mostly colby).

sam should sue colby for the killing best friend prank (this one was brought to my attention by @xplrvibes like yesterday lol)

colby was molested

colby was sexually assaulted

elton made colby show his self harm scars on camera

colby has a bad relationship with his brother

sam cried being sexualized too much

the fans broke shea and colby up

colby has hated elton from the beginning

snc were talking about elton on the that one video years back (the one where they did the lie detector test on awesomenesstv)

not a SINGLE one of these are true, btw. that's the insane part to me. like…. every single one of these is a lie that i have no clue how they got started or who said them first.

and here, for anyone's benefit (in case you're curious) i will disprove all of these in one go.

sam was IN on the prank and has openly said that himself in the past

didn't happen/colby has never said that this has happened

same thing (granted if you want to make an argument that some fans have almost done this, that's a different story. but that's not what the fans on tiktok are talking about when they mention this)

colby has never self harmed. colby has never had depression, anxiety/has never been diagnosis with any mental illness. he even outright said in a video, EXPOSING THE TRUTH ABOUT COLBY BROCK, when asked if he was emo "depending on your definition of emo, if you say emo is somebody that hurts themselves - no. i'm not emo in that way." not to mention that if this is something that did happen, how come there was not a WORD about it until 2022??? the last time snc collabed with elton was in 2019. there is no WAY this shit could have happened, only to be talked about now with no proof. ALSO colby literally stated multiple times, back on metalife and even in a livestream in 2020/21, that he has never suffered from a mental illness, which is why he doesn't feel comfortable giving advice on it.

literally…. how would anyone know this in the first place? colby doesn't really talk about his family. but if you want to get technical, for a while in the back of his videos in 2020/21, you could see on his record player his brother's bands record. plus he literally went and saw him run a marathon in 2022 so… his relationship with him is fine.

that's literally not a thing at all lmao

shea and colby never dated, as much as shea would like you to believe otherwise. and if the fans are talking about their friendship… they are two grown adults. no one can make them do anything they don't want to do.

snc lived with elton for a full year, and continued to collab with him until 2019. elton didn't even become a hater until late 2020/early 21. so… no. colby didn't hate elton from the beginning just bc he has resting bitch face in some of the videos. if you want to make an argument that elton took some of his pranks too far, sure. but that's not what this is about.

this one is just ppl taking an old clip and trying to make it make sense to nowadays, so i'll give some slack. but again, this wasn't about elton. it was about aaron when they had beef with him for like a week and a half in 2019 lol

there is probably TONS of other shit said on there that i don't remember off the top of my head. but the fact that i've seen tons of these comments and tiktoks saying this shit is true is bonkers to me. idk who is starting these rumors, but like… dear lord above stop.

like i'm literally gonna have to make a snc tiktok account just to dispel rumors bc it annoys me to no end how these fans believe this stuff with literally NO PROOF.

#ask #personal #sam and colby #sam golbach #colby brock #elton castee

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