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corruptedcaps · 28 days

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Nurse Stacey

Stacey’s first day as an interning nurse wasn’t going well. How was she suppose to know she had to provide her own uniform? Although the rest of the girls from her class seemed to know as they were all dressed and ready for work. She knew it was somehow Bree’s, her bitchy classmate, fault.

Bree was clearly jealous of Stacey’s innate smarts and aptitude for the job but Bree also made it no secret that she was studying to become a nurse just so she could sink her claws into the richest doctor available. She didn’t want anyone taking any spotlight away from her in anyway so constantly set Stacey up to fail.

However Bree had ‘modified’ her uniform to make it so eyes were always on her anyway. Her tight uniform showed as much skin as was possible under the rules, so bullying Stacey at this point was just a bonus. By lunchtime on her first day Stacey was pulled aside by the head doctor, Lawrence, and told she needed to find a uniform that was white and red like everyone else’s by end of day otherwise she would be let go.

“I’m sorry Stacey but I’ve had complaints from some of the other interns that you aren’t taking your time here very seriously and it’s reflecting poorly on them so please find something appropriate to wear otherwise I’ll have to give you a failing grade.” He said leaving her alone to fume. Her? Inappropriate? Bree was the one with the ‘modified’ uniform, her tits practically dripping out.

“But by the end of day? How can I possibly do that with the rest of my work?” Stacey said to herself after Lawrence walked away.

“Maybe you should use your lunch hour, god knows you could lose a few pounds.” Bree said cruelly chiming in.

Stacey stormed into the locker room to try and find some nurse scrubs, even dirty ones but came up empty. Frustrated she banged against the lockers but felt them shake more than normal against the wall. That’s when she realized they weren’t up against a wall, but a door. Curious, she pulled out the set of lockers to reveal the door. It had been painted over but it was clearly a door and even had a name plate too.

Sliding the plate off she scratched and chipped away at the paint until it revealed it read ‘Head Nurse’. It was only then that she realized that the hospital didn’t have a head nurse. It wasn’t unusual for a hospital not to have one but it certainly was strange for a hospital to have an office for one that didn’t exist. However Stacey also realized that this may be the solution to her problems. Any good head nurse would have a spare change of scrubs in case of emergency.

Pushing the paint covered door hard enough until it gave in, Stacey fell inside to find a long forgotten and dusty room. It was sparsely decorated and had little furniture. What furniture it did have was odd. For example it had a rather plush looking bed and velvety sofa. It looked more like a room to entertain than one to work in but her eyes were soon drawn to a clothes mannequin in the corner. This would be what she needed.

However as she got closer to it she saw that the outfit was far from what she expected. Instead it looked like some sort of slutty Halloween version of a nurses outfit. It was made of white and red spandex and was incredibly short and looked like she wouldn’t be able to breath in it despite it’s flexibility. Stacey would never wear such a thing even as a joke let alone for work but as the end of the day was looming she realized it was her last hope. If nothing else it could buy her time to get a proper uniform after work somewhere.

Stripping down to her underwear she eyed the outfit and realized that she would need to be totally naked to squeeze into it. Locking the door to the office she then removed the last of her clothes and stood for a moment looking at her reflection in the large mirror in the corner.

She was by no means ugly but she was certainly out of shape and unkempt looking. She just never had time to work out and primp herself due to all her studying. She had sacrificed a lot to be where she was and now she was on the brink of losing it because of some gold digging jealous bitch. Her anger spurred her on. She pulled the outfit off the mannequin and held her breath as she slipped into it and zipped it up.

It was the tightest thing she had ever worn and yet she didn’t feel uncomfortable. There was a certain safety she felt by having it close to her skin and yet at the same time it felt as though she were naked. It gave her a weird sense of power, like the outfit was a kind of armour. Taking a moment she looked at herself in the mirror and strangely didn’t think she looked silly as she thought she might have. She didn’t feel shy or reserved either, she felt sexy. Even the antiquated hat looked good on her.

“Wow a head nurse wearing this? I imagine all all the staff were eating out of the palm of her hand, especially the hunky doctors looking like this.” She said to herself in admiration of the previous owner of the outfit. She felt light headed wearing it, like she didn’t have a care in the world which she quickly put down to the outfit cutting down on the blood circulation. It wasn’t tight everywhere however as the outfit was clearly meant for someone with a much larger cup size.

“Even though I don’t fill it out perfectly I think this should keep me from being fired today.” She said to herself preparing to leave but suddenly hearing a voice in her head.

“Fired? Who would dare fire the head nurse?” The voice purred in her mind.

“W-who said that?” Stacey said looking around seeing no one.

“Why me of course, your uniform. I am designed specifically for the head nurse. That’s you of course, correct?” The voice replied. Stacey thought she was losing her mind. Maybe the uniform was cutting off more blood to her brain than she thought.

“Eh yes I’m Stacey, the new, eh, head nurse.” Stacey replied trying to humor her own delusion.

“Stacey? No no no that won’t do, that’s not commanding enough. No you will be Anastasia from now on. Now let me get started.” The voice continued.

“Started with w-?” Stacey began but suddenly felt an intense heat begin in her stomach and reverberate outward. However it wasn’t unpleasant and in fact was quite pleasing making her involuntarily moan.

“Whhhhaaaaat arrrreee youuuuu doooooing?” Stacey groaned as the feeling intensified.

“Why I’m remaking your body of course, didn’t you read your head nurse contract? It’s standard procedure for all new head nurses to undergo a bitchification process. You need to be strong and tough to have this job after all.” The voice said matter of factly.

Stacey felt the uniform crunch in her stomach and her body moulded to its sleek and curvy contours. Her hips flared out, her butt became plump while her waist shrank. It felt good.

And yet she knew what was happening was wrong, she wasn’t the head nurse and pretending to be one would only land her in hot water. She needed to take off the uniform even if it was the more pleasurable thing she had ever felt.

“Noooo stop, this isn’t right. I’m not the head nurse.” She groaned while the changes continued. Hot red nails shot out from the ends of her fingers as her lips inflated into soft kissable pillows. Her tits grew bigger and bigger until it felt as though they’d rip the uniform.

“Of course, it’s perfectly normal to feel that way during this process but the next phase should put you at ease.” The uniform replied to her in words and then in actions as Stacey suddenly felt a barrage of information be thrown at her mind.

Expert medical advice was downloaded in an instant to her mind, knowledge that would have taken a lifetime to learn was suddenly as simple to her as two plus two. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad she thought to herself, she could make a real difference with a mind like hers now.

Just as she was having this altruistic thought, however, she heard bitchy mantras and creeds echo in her head.

Profits over people.

Power is Queen, the Queen will have power.

Serving the hospital so you will be served.

Greed, beauty, excess, fear.

They repeated over and over again in her mind, it was clear that the head nurse wasn’t there to help the patients, she was meant to help the hospital. Stacey was disgusted but the more she heard the words the more she was nodding along. She tried to resist but the conditioning was too strong.

She didn’t want to become a bitch but the temptation was getting hard to deny. Why should she have to work so hard when sluts like Bree walked all over her. Thinking about what a spoilt bitch Bree was ironically sealed Stacey’s fate. Knowing she’d have the power to command Bree to do whatever she said made Stacey unbearably wet. She wanted that more than anything.

“Yeesss you’re right, I was just doubting myself. That’ll never happen again. Insecure nurse Stacey is dead, confident, gorgeous head nurse Anastasia has arrived.” She purred with a new bitchy tone. She expected the uniform to reply but it said nothing. Having completed its job it went back into a dormant state.

Anastasia meanwhile walked over to the upright mirror and took in her new form. She looked every bit the wet dream she felt. Her outrageous beauty was complemented by her steely cold gaze, a duo that would give her the ultimate power over the staff and patients of HER hospital.

However she needed to make it official and there was one person she knew who could rubber stamp her new position and she would make it so he would beg her to be head nurse.

The next morning, the staff of the hospital were gathered outside Lawrence’s office after being summoned there 20 minutes ago. They weren’t certain but some could have sworn that they heard grunting, moaning and spanking.

Bree arrived with her cohort just as Lawrence exited his office, with his tie askew. Bree looked around and was happy to see Stacey not present.

“Guess poor Stacey didn’t find any spare uniforms. Such bad timing that we had offered to wash all the spares this morning, we could have given her one.” Bree smirked satisfied to herself as her friends giggled knowingly.

“Thank you all for coming on such short notice. I’ll make this brief. I’m proud to announce that starting today we have a long over due position returning. The position of head nurse!” Lawrence declared and the staff broke out into a murmur.

Bree and her friends broke into an excited chatter. This could be the stepping stone Bree needed to bag herself a rich doctor. If she became Head Nurse she would work intimately with the upper crust of the hospital. Sure there were more senior nurses but she had a way of getting what she wanted.

“After a long decision process I have decided to fill the position with one of our newest nurses. I know this might irk some of the senior staff but I believe a new position needs new blood.” Lawrence said and Bree felt his eyes land on her. Could she be getting her wish so soon? Of course, there was no other answer.

“So will you all please welcome your new head nurse, Anastasia.” Lawrence announced loudly as a brunette beauty strode out from his office. The staff were completely gobsmacked by the reveal of Anastasia, clad in the tightest uniform they had ever seen.

“Now that is no way to great your new head nurse, is it? Applaud. ” Anastasia said with a long stare that sent a shiver down everyone’s spine. Slowly they began to clap and Anastasia basked in their fearful reverence.

“Now Anastasia will get reacquainted with everyone over the next few days but for now back to work.” Lawrence said and looked over to Anastasia for an approving look but finding only her cold withering stare. Nevertheless he became aroused and quickly left to do his rounds along with most of the staff. Most except Bree and her gang.

“You might have Lawrence fooled with these fake tits, and slutty makeup but I know you’re still a loser Stacey and I’ll have your job by the end of the week.” Bree said defiantly. Anastasia smiled at her unnervingly and slowly clopped over to her in her high heels. As tough as Bree fronted she soon cowered before her new head nurse as she was backed into a corner with her friends.

“That’s head nurse Anastasia worm. You can be as insolent as you like but I now control your passing grades. If you don’t do exactly as I say I’ll fail you, all of you, and blacklist the lot of you from working in any hospital in this country. No job, no hot doctors, no life of luxury.” She said bearing down on the frightened young women.

“But follow me, learn from me and I’ll recommend you as Head Nurses to our sister locations. They’ll be some ‘training’ involved of course but you’ll earn yourself a uniform like mine and the power that comes with it. Understood?” Anastasia said in a cold purr that had all of Bree’s friends nodding enraptured.

“Good. Now off you go, training begins tomorrow.” Anastasia said standing back and allowing the women to escape. But yet again, Bree stood in rebellious rage.

“Screw you slut, my daddy is rich and is on the board of the hospital, if you think your theatrics intimidate me you-” Bree began but was quickly silenced by Anastasia who grabbed the girl by her neck and lifted her off the floor with ease, the uniform granting her super human strength.

“Silence, I heard just about enough of you. I know about your daddy and the power he had over the hospital. Who do you think gave Lawrence the go ahead for my promotion? Your daddy is under my thumb now and he will do exactly as I command, something you’re going to learn to do starting now.” Anastasia cackled as she dragged the young nurse to her office and threw her to the floor.

“Now loser you’re going to clean this place too to bottom. I want all this dust gone by the end of day, if you don’t consider your future as a nurse ended.” The bitchy head nurse said smirking down at Bree.

“By the end of day? How can I possibly do that with the rest of my work?” Bree said to Anastasia who just looked at her as if she were an ant.

“Maybe you should use your lunch hour, god knows you could lose a few pounds.” Anastasia said smirking cruelly at Bree.

THE END

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landslided · 5 months

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Sorry if it's boring, but continuing with LawRusso AU Johnny princess, I really like the "enchanted" movie and I can't stop thinking about Johnny being Giselle singing to the rats and cockroaches to clean Daniel and Sam's house lol

as a rule of thumb it is NEVER boring to send me asks, especially ones like these where i can have fun and think of AUs! and you picked a movie i love so this is just a win win for me!!

let’s get into it:

lawrusso enchanted AU is such a good idea im almost jealous i didn’t think of it myself!!

i think daniel and amanda got divorced amicably a few years ago and she still lives in los angeles but daniel moved back to jersey to be closer to lucille and he took sam with him (im imagining this as a story without anthony because it fits better, sorry anthony).

daniel still works as a divorce lawyer because that is just funny to me and it’s canon to the movie and he has this perpetual look of "im one shirt sleeve caught on a door handle away from snapping" look because being a single father is hard work and yeah, he and amanda co-parent but sam is with him most of the time and by moving here he’s always made himself more prone to special lucille larusso mother attacks of "you never visit even now that you’re so close" "you’re so skinny, do you cook actual food or just eat take out?" "are you coming for christmas? all your cousins will be there and also that nice girl you liked when you were a kid, judy? maybe it’s time to get back into dating, daniel!"

amanda has planned to come into the city to spend the holidays with her daughter and ex-husband and i see her as a platonic nancy role.

sam is in her full princess era and she’s making both her parents crazy with all the singing and dancing (and kicking furniture because she’s a karate princess)

meanwhile, in andalasia, johnny who is both prince(ss) and hero dreams of finding his one true love and sighs at his window. he’s been locked away in a tower by his evil step-dad kreese and he’s waiting for someone to come and save him (or at least just open the door of his magically locked tower because he can surely save himself).

carmen who happens to be a princess and hero herself has gone on a quest to save the lost prince of andalasia and with her help, johnny manages to escape the tower, defeat a forest troll and take back his throne from kreese’s claws. he and carmen tentatively get together (but deep down both feel this might not be the right fit for each other) and as johnny makes his way to his own royal wedding he’s sent to Real Life New Jersey and meets daniel and sam.

i kind of see giselle’s wedding dress for him but with pants for a more Realistic outfit but… screw realism i want johnny lawrence in that EXACT outfit!

also imagine scott mccall the equalizer soft mullet with a tiara, it’s just too good. ALSO imagine carmen IN THIS!!!!

you KNOW she would rock this!!

oh and yeeees, johnny summoning rats and insects in daniel’s apartment to clean and sam is SOOOOO excited because that’s a real life prince(ss) who also happens to be a great fighter and they do karate moves while also talking about johnny’s best friend, a chipmunk called bobby.

sam and johnny going on a shopping spree and buying a bunch of stuff and eating ice cream. johnny going to the hairdresser and having his hair cut to look more traditionally masculine (daniel doesn’t want to look into why it makes him sad) because he he keeps getting looks from people in the street for his dress and long hair.

johnny making clothes out of daniel’s curtains and daniel is all you could just ASK me for MY clothes you are not THAT much bigger than i am. johnny making a gi for sam out of pastel pink flower fabric from an old blanket and daniel is like okay… i have to admit that’s pretty adorable.

johnny in the park singing to daniel, who has been wondering if he should take his mom’s advice and try to get back with amanda, hoooow dooooes she knooooow you loooove heeeer (johnny stop, people are looking at us) and johnny has that giselle/animated princess innocence but there is still very much an edge of assholery to him where every time he can he embarrasses daniel as much as possible.

(carmen running around new jersey trying to find her prince(ss) and being like i kind of hate this i wish this was more sunny, also why do i keep getting questions about being on broadway what is a broad a way)

daniel and johnny fighting because johnny keeps saying carmen will come get him and daniel is so fed up with it ("no, johnny, it’s just not gonna happen." "no? is that the only word you know, larusso? no?! oh my god you make me so, so so!!!" "so what?" "so angry!" cue sparring in the living room because that’s how they deal with emotions )

johnny and daniel falling in love montage and then CARMEN AND AMANDA FALLING IN LOVE MONTAGE!!! YES I WILL SNEAK CARMANDA IN EVERYTHING EVER!!

kreese coming to new jersey to finish the job, daniel and johnny going to the ball and daniel giving johnny a true love’s kiss, kreese turning into a dragon and kidnapping daniel, johnny chasing them on the roof with carmen’s sword in his hand and finally getting rid of his evil step-father to save his one true love!!

"is this an habit of yours, daniel? falling off of stuff?"

"only when you’re there to catch me."

lawrusso new jersey happy ending and carmanda los angeles happy ending because amanda wouldn’t go to andalasia when sam is there and hey! carmen would love a break from being a fairytale hero! she wants to go to the beach!

daniel quits his job because it makes him miserable and he and johnny open a dojo together which sam is very excited about and lucille is so happy that her son has found someone and seems to be happier than ever.

they all go to andalasia once in a while to visit bobby and the other three chipmunks (you know who they are) and they all live happily ever after.

the end!

#thank you SO MUCH for this it was lovely #*asks #lawrusso #ask AUs

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hiskillingjar · 6 months

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Watersports (Lawrence/MC)

day 19: watersports second person. piss. drink water.

"NGH!"

You grunted harshly as Lawrence tackled you down to the ground, forcing your back hard against the ground as their heavier body pinned you still and caged you down beneath them.

"Shhh shh shh shh shhh...."

Though their face was flushed and a little frightened-looking (as if they had never done anything like this before), Lawrence shushed you in a quiet, almost sleepy tone, as they leaned forward, their breath shockingly cool against your skin, your cheeks, your lips.

"Don't fight me, it's so much better if you don't fight, trust me," They asserted, still keeping their voice quiet as they sat up on their knees, keeping you pinned down with their hips and their strong arms pressing their weight into your shoulders. "This can be easy, we can make this so easy , if you don't fight."

"Fuck you," You muttered through grit teeth as you tried to wrestle up against them, trying to free yourself from their strong grip on your body.

"L-Language," They replied with a dirty look, as if you had offended them, before they swallowed hard, their Adam's apple bobbing against their pale throat, and pushed themselves to their feet, suddenly standing tall and towering above you.

Planting a bare foot right at the center of your chest and pressing most of their weight down onto it, Lawrence kept holding you down against the ground, their pale grey eyes locked on yours. Their breathing became shallow and quicker-paced as they stared at you hard, and even down on the ground, you got a sense that they were trembling, still scared of what they were capable of.

It would do you no good to fight against them or to swear at them, but you couldn't help your anger.

"I, ah..." They started, making an attempt to sound nonchalant as they pushed their shaking fingers through their hair. "I think you should just...relax. A-And calm down, a little."

"Where do you get off telling me to fucking relax?" You demanded, your voice louder than theirs (which they clearly didn't like, from the way their eyes darted to the door of their apartment nervously) as you continued to fight against their body. "Why don't you relax and let me go, you fucking psycho!?"

" Psycho? "

Lawrence's eyes narrowed as they spoke, an expression that gave away their growing anger and annoyance.

"Now that's just...unnecessary..." They continued to murmur, eyes flitting to the side as they pressed a little more weight into your chest and listened to the gasping wheeze you let out as a response, reaching up to grab and claw at their ankle. "You...you really don't wanna say things like that to me..."

You swallowed hard as your breath felt heavier and harder to get out of your lungs, your teeth gritting and your eyes fluttering at the pressure.

They could have broken one of your ribs from this angle if they wanted to, quite easily in fact.

You had to wonder why they weren't doing that yet.

"Or...or what?" You replied through your grit teeth, one eye squeezing shut as another surge of pressure was pressed into your chest, testing your luck beyond all better judgment not to.

Lawrence was quiet for a good moment, their eyes locked on yours before darting to the side nervously, their chapped bottom lip between their teeth. They were still breathing heavily and slowly.

"I could hurt you." The pressure of their weight on your chest was more intense now, and they let out a brief, quiet growl. “I could really hurt you, and I would enjoy doing it too.”

"You're already hurting me," You replied through your tight frown.

"Am I...? Am I, really?"

Lawrence tilted their head to the side slightly, an expression that was almost mocking and teasing without intending to be (though you really had no idea of Lawrence's true intentions right now, their pale face was so blank and devoid of any true expression).

Their voice was still quiet, almost thoughtful and dreamy, but it was obvious that Lawrence no longer saw you as a person when they stared down at you with their doe wide, grey eyes.

No, you were more of an animal now, a pest to be gotten rid of, a bug to be squashed.

A plant to be plucked from the garden.

You swallowed hard and your body began to thrash when, after a long moment of quiet between the two of you, Lawrence started to tuck down their sweatpants and revealed their naked and...worryingly hard and lengthy cock, without saying a word.

Lawrence smiled, but there was no joy or light-heartedness behind their expression. It was a dead kind of smile that reminded you of a corpse, an ill-fated humour without feeling behind it, their grin refusing to touch their narrowed eyes with any degree of amusement.

They then shifted their weight once more, easing up on your chest just slightly to focus a little more attention on prying their hefty cock from their sweatpants and holding it above your eyes.

They were breathing heavily now, and they spoke softy but without any of the previous fear or hesitation, as if they knew now that they had complete control over you.

And they certainly did, at least for the time being.

"You know...it's so rude of me, but I didn't offer you anything to drink."

Your eyes shot wide.

"Lawrence..." You said, your voice partway between a warning and a plea. "Don't-"

Though you were predictably cut off by a splash of disturbingly warm fluid on your face.

Lawrence let out a low chuckle as the warm (disgustingly warm, despite how cool their breath had been on your skin before) liquid hit your face, but they said nothing about it, not even to gloat or goad when you immediately squeezed your eyes shut and jerked your head to the side with a shout.

They only shifted their weight again, watching with a curious, albeit indulgent look as the dark yellow fluid ran down your skin, repulsive and demeaning, and stained the collar of your shirt.

"Is this what you wanted?" They asked, their tone dripping with contempt as the stream finally relented, the smell of ammonia thick and heavy in the humid air of the apartment. "Ah, I see now...you're one of those types that have to be forced to behave. Isn't that right?"

You stared up at them with a grimace, despite the dark flush to your cheeks, shaking your head to throw off the drops of fluid the best you could, cringing as you felt it cling to your skin and soak in your fucking hair, god-

"Are you going to be good?" Lawrence then asked with another condescending tilt of their head, the start of a smile growing on their face.

"Mph," You bit your lip again, peering up wearily towards them, drops of fluid still clinging to your eyelashes. "Y-Yeah...I'll be good."

"Good."

#lawrence oleander #lawrence btd #lawrence x mc #lawrence x reader #kinktober 2023 #stay hydrated

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wishmaker1028 · 6 months

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Farewell to You, ch 7

Ranee shot Paul a look. "Never say that again!"

She took out a pokeball and out came her Infernape. Paul threw a pokeball and out came Froslass. Dawn let go of Piplup. Kenny threw a pokeball and out came his Breloom. Barry took out a pokeball and out came his Emploeon. Bianca threw a pokeball and out came Zebstrika. Zoey took out a pokeball and her Glameow appeared. Todd threw a pokeball and out came an Alolan Ninetales, an oddly colored one.

Zoey did a double take, "You have an oddly colored Alolan Ninetales?!"

Todd blinked, "Yeah? Is that a bad thing...? Her nickname is Kori."

Zoey breathed, "She's beautiful."

Before Todd could compliment her again, he saw a floating stone going near her and Glameow.

He reacted, "Kori, Dazzling Gleam!"

The Alolan Ninetales did as it was told and the floating stone was destroyed in a beautiful rainbow light.

Zoey turned to him, with a light blush on her face, "Thanks."

Todd said modestly, "Thanks."

Articuno was fighting the floating stones as well, using its Ice Beam and Blizzard. Paul turned to his Froslass.

He commanded, "Shadow Ball!"

The Ice/Ghost type obeyed, using the hail to its advantage. It went faster and destroyed more of the floating stones.

Ranee asked, "Is that why you are using Froslass?"

Paul answered, "Well, yeah, why wouldn't I?"

Ranee blinked, "Huh. Pretty smart." To that, Paul just blushed. Ranee commanded, "Infernape, Mach Punch!"

Infernape did as it was told, taking out more floating stones.

Barry commanded, "Metal Claw, Emploeon!"

Emploeon's claws glowed white as it also took out more floating stones.

Bianca commanded, "Discharge, Zebstrika!"

Zebstrika did as it was told and shocked more floating stones.

Dawn commanded, "Piplup, Whirlpool!"

Piplup gathered its energy, summoning a giant whirlpool.

Kenny commanded, "Energy Ball, Breloom!"

Breloom did as it was told, the Energy Ball gaining more memento in Piplup's Whirlpool. It was like it was a move from a contest. It took out even more floating stones.

Paul sneered, "Give up, Lawrence! We got this covered."

There was a laugh, gaining everyone's attention.

"Silly boy. I'm nothing like him." That's when Yoni activated a hologram. Everyone gasped. Yoni added, "I'm nothing like my cousin."

"Cousin?!"

Yoni confirmed, "My name is Yoni. And after borrowing some of his plans, I was able to make my own airship. I plan to do more than him. After collecting what he failed to keep, I plan to collect all of the Legendaries and Mythicals in the world!"

Ranee stammered, "T - that's insane!"

Yoni shrugged, "Can't reason with crazy." That's when she noticed that Articuno had flown off. She snarled, "Grr... well that's just fine. I could always go after the king, queen, and rook now."

The hologram stopped and the airship left. Dawn sighed sadly.

She said, "That isn't good..."

Kenny wondered, "I wonder if it went off to warn or find Lugia."

Todd blinked, "But it seemed like it didn't know where Lugia was either."

Zoey pointed out, "That and from what Yoni said, it sounded like she was going after Silver and his mom."

Barry stated, "Oh man, I'm so going to fine her the next time we battle her!"

Bianca teased, "Yeah, ahuh. Sure you will."

To that, Barry shot her a look. Paul walked over to the altar with Ranee. She had found Articuno's treasure. She took it and it shone brightly in front of her and her friends. She gasped, it was beautiful. Everyone returned their Pokemon (except Piplup) and called it in. Looker advised them to go to Shamouti too.

...

Back near Ogi Island, the group had divided up to find Lugia, Silver, and Silver's Mom. Brandon had gone with Luka, blushing a bit at her. Brock went with Pike Queen Lucy. Ash had gone to Misty. Misty looked at Ash, very furious. He seemed to be ignoring her ever since they've been on this mission. She pulled on his ear, like she would with Brock.

She huffed, "Would you stop ignoring me already?!"

Ash blinked out of confusion, "Was I ignoring you...?"

Misty was furious, "Well, obviously! I keep trying to ask you if you are dating anyone and you keep changing the subject! Are you going to tell me who you are dating already?!"

Ash looked at her, point blank. He told her, as if it was obvious, "I thought I was dating you?"

Misty turned beat red upon hearing that. Ash wasn't pulling her leg, was he? When she saw his serious face she knew that he wasn't lying.

Misty stammered, "W - what...?"

Misty didn't know what blew her out of the water. The fact that Ash wanted to be her boyfriend or to the fact he actually figured out his feelings.

Ash took her hands and looked into her eyes. He stated, "Everything is so crazy right now, and I have no idea what my future holds, but it would be so cool if you were in it, so um... do you want to be my girlfriend...?"

That's when Misty kissed his cheek, smiling.

She teased, "Does that answer your question?"

Ash smiled wide as he took Misty's hand. Misty laced their fingers, keeping Ash close. Ash, Pikachu, and Misty kept looking around for the Lugia family. That's when they heard a shriek. They both looked up, seeing Articuno.

Ash breathed, "Articuno...?"

"Pika!" Pikachu said.

To that, the Ice/Flying type shrieked.

Misty stated, "You did know where Lugia was!"

Articuno shrieked. Before anything else could happen, a water tornado appeared. Ash and Misty gasped as Lugia emerged. With him was another Lugia and a small baby Lugia. Silver.

Ash breathed, "Lugia! Silver!"

"Pika pika!" Pikachu said.

Misty added, "We found them!"

Quickly, the Water type gym leader brought out her Pokenav.

Lugia asked, "What are you doing here, Chosen One?"

Ash answered, "We've come to warn you. Lawrence's cousin, Yoni, is coming here to collect you and your found family."

The other Lugia did a double take. She covered Silver with her wing. There was no way she was losing her baby. Not again.

Lugia turned to Pikachu and Articuno, "Is that true?"

To that, both Pokemon nodded. The other Lugia turned to Silver, worried. Before anything else could happen, the airship arrived.

Misty paled, "Oh no."

Ash put Misty behind him as the floating stones started to rain down. Ash turned to Pikachu.

Ash commanded, "Thunderbolt!"

"Pika...chu!" Pikachu said, shocking the floating stones.

Misty threw a pokeball. Out came her Gyarados.

She commanded, "Dragon Rage!"

Gyarados did as it was told and it destroyed more of the floating stones. Articuno was using its Ice Beam while both Lugia's were using their Hyper Beams. Silver was using its Hydro Pump attack. Some of the floating stones were destroyed but some of them were headed towards Pikachu.

Ash cried out, "Pikachu!"

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Wishmaker1028: Eep, finally! Also, who noticed The Owl House references in this chapter? If you have, please enjoy these virtual chocolate chip cookies! Please read and review! And always think outside of the box!

#fanfiction #pokemonanime #ashketchum #pikachu #misty waterflower #brockslate #dawn #piplup #pokeshipping #pokeshippingweek #pokeshippingweek2023 #chapter 7 out 10 #farewelltoyou #pokeshipping week 2023

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kamesama · 5 months

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— match-up trade: jjk.

for @bokutosbiceps › match-up trades › HI BBY, so excited to do trades with you again. i hope you like this <3 I GOT SO EXCITED WRITING THIS—

your match: itadori yūji.

gleamy-eyed glances of admiration, lips so softly agape. wide smiles and shameless, heartfelt laughs. blushing cheeks and red noses. ghostface mask stuffed under the bed. pondering inquires about life lost to the comfortable silence, sucked into the walls and concrete — it feels good to simply voice them out. bad movies that you love solely for the experience they provided. salt on your lips and aftertaste of pop-corn. sizzle of cola. warm colours; salmon pink, sunset orange, honey yellow. matching items, lockscreens or phone cases. your favourite snack brought to your door in the ungodly hour to support you through your efforts. hugs so tight and warm they make everything feel alright. items lost in the piles of laundry, underneath the cushions or in plain sight. worn-out hoodies that you cannot let go off. admiring the view. inside jokes that are impossible to explain to the third person. looks that speak volumes and provide wordless telepathy-like understanding. the best part of a song.

yūji, oh yūji. the sunshine in a jar; the heart of gold; the idealist. his latte-brown eyes simply skim over whatever shield is draped over you by your silence. he doesn't care. a piercing look — intentional or not — is too little to push him away, to sway him. and he doesn't miss the moment in which your true self peeks out, carrying the overwhelming plenties of good fun and howl-worthy laughs against its chest.

your ambitions are worthy of admiration, and yūji cannot possibly wrap up how wonderful it is that you bear such dedication to people close to you. he relates. he would crawl through hell and back for humanity; he would claw onto rocks, stones and pebbles even if he loses the sense of touch on his blood-covered fingers. the idea that you give the time of your life to chase the dream in which you can help the sick and needy makes his heart warm. yūji loves you for it. he also admires your brains, because he could never.

there is a grand similarity provided by the mutual lack of seriousness and it is your little escape from the creeping shadows of reality. but, both of you wield the ability to take off those rose lenses and face the world. yūji is your ray of sunlight on the cold day in mid-december, but he comes to you in the hours of heavy traffic and loud, buzzing life with shoulders dropped and hopes scattered about his mind, hiding. he eats your reassurance up like a starving man, hanging onto whatever piece of comfort — spoken or not — you can offer him. likewise, he praises you when you feel like you've strayed into a dead end path and pats your back when you claim that you simply cannot handle it anymore.

the quality time is wondrous. he flashes you his boyish grin when your sight meets his face and he listens to that one logic-twisting thought that has been lurking in the back of your mind for a while. he talks you into watching that one show with him and comforts you with the lie that "it's just one more episode, please?" conversation flows endlessly, flawlessly, effortlessly and so does the river the two of you sit by. you're observing the stream, but yūji strains his neck to absorb the sight of your profile and the cute point of your nose.

it's been a long while since he's mentioned jennifer lawrence.

other matches: gojō satoru.

thank you for reading!

— kamesama.

#jjk #jjk match up #match up #jujutsu kaisen #bokutosbiceps

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queenofcats17 · 1 year

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I got a request from the user Cccc on AO3 asking for a chapter where the better timeline Bendy folks end up in the Dreams Come to Life timeline and meet Ink Bendy.

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The employees of Joey Drew Studios were accustomed to strangeness. It was the nature of Joey Drew and his studio to be surrounded by one form of weirdness or another. Their creations coming to life, themselves being briefly transformed. All sorts of magic and mystery and mischief.

They were not, however, accustomed to alternate dimensions.

And yet, that was where they had found themselves.

One moment, they had all been in their normal places in the studio and the next things were....different. It was still the studio, but there was something...strange about it.

Sammy was up almost as soon as he felt it happen. He knew Joey had pulled some BS and he was going to give him a piece of his mind. The fact that the hallway outside his office looked different only strengthened his resolve. He was used to the studio changing form around him, as the amount of magic that saturated the studio made it prone to shifting and twisting, but Sammy found it annoying every time.

“Can’t wait to hear what he’s done this time,” he grumbled, setting determinedly off in the direction of Joey’s office. Only to run straight into Abby Lambert as he turned the corner.

Both of them were sent sprawling back, landing on the ground on their butts. Sammy was about to snap at whoever he’d collided with but bit his tongue when he saw it was Abby.

“...Sorry,” he said after a moment. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

Abby looked up, clearly very startled by his genuine apology. She looked different too. More...tired. More disheveled. Much less put together than he was used to seeing her.

“Who are you and what have you done with Sammy Lawrence?” She demanded, getting to her feet.

“What are you talking about?” Sammy frowned, doing the same. “Am I not allowed to apologize when I make a mistake?”

“You never apologize,” Abby shot back.

Sammy made an annoyed growling sound. “Well if you don’t want to accept my apology then fine. I have places I need to be.” He brushed past her, continuing toward Joey’s office.

As he made his way through the studio, he noticed more strange things. Employees he didn’t recognize talking about things he didn’t understand. There was a distinct lack of magical miasma in the air, something that made him feel even more anxious than he already did. Everything felt...ordinary. Things hadn’t felt ordinary in the studio for a long time.

He could hear hushed voices on the other side of the door as he approached.

“Joey?” He called out, hand on the doorknob. “Are you there? We need to talk about something.”

“Ah, uh, just a minute!” Joey replied, sounding more than a little panicked. He opened the door a moment later, just a crack, looking just as panicked as he had sounded.

“Ah, hello, Sammy.” Joey forced a smile. “What, uh, what can I do for you?”

Through the crack in the door behind Joey, Sammy could see Susie, Henry, Norman, Wally, and Tom all crowded around Joey’s desk. They also looked to be some form of shaken or afraid.

“Does something seem...wrong to you?” Sammy asked, deliberately lowering his voice. “Like this isn’t our studio?” He wasn’t sure how Joey would respond to this question, since Abby seemed to know a different version of him.

Thankfully, Joey visibly relaxed, opening the door fully. “Oh thank God. I thought I was going to have to pretend to be whoever this world’s version of me is.”

“So, this isn’t our world?” Sammy felt fear beginning to claw at his ribs. Yes, he’d had a feeling this was a possibility, but to have it confirmed...

“It...doesn’t seem to be.” Joey gently pulled him in, closing the door behind them.

“How did this happen?!” Sammy demanded, attempting to cover his fear with anger.

“Your guess is as good as ours,” Henry said. He was leaning on Joey’s desk. He just looked...tired. Resigned. Sammy couldn’t help but wonder if Henry had also run into employees that knew a different him.

“It’s not Drew’s fault for once,” Tom added. “I was talking with him and Stein when it...” He paused, shaking his head and trying to compose himself. “When it happened.”

“My guess is it was something on this side,” Norman said. “Something this Drew did.”

“So how...How do we get back?” Sammy asked. He was starting to shake as the fear returned.

Susie was almost immediately at his side, putting a hand on his shoulder. “We’re...not sure,” she admitted. “But we’ll figure something out.”

Sammy could tell she was saying this not just for his benefit, but for her own. She had to believe they would get out of this. Sammy didn’t have to heart to tell her there was no guarantee of that.

“We were gonna go lookin’ for weird stuff,” Wally piped up. “But, y’know, everybody knows different versions of us so people might think it’s...weird?”

“Fuck them,” Sammy scoffed. “They already think we’re strange, don’t they? Why try to act normal now? Let’s go look for whatever weird shit brought us here.”

There was a moment of silence before the collective employees began to laugh.

“What? What’s so funny?!” Sammy demanded, his face going a bit red.

“It’s just a very “you” way of looking at things,” Joey said, slapping Sammy’s shoulder.

“Leave it to you to cut through all the bullshit,” Henry agreed with a chuckle.

“It’s a good thing,” Susie assured Sammy, squeezing his arm. “I think we were all getting too in our heads.”

“Let’s get going.” Tom started to head toward the door, clearly trying to hide his own laughter.

The group made their way out of Joey’s office, all still giggling a bit. Together, they made their way through the studio, down to the lower levels where Tom thought his other self might have installed the Ink Machine.

“How do you know this studio even has one?” Sammy asked as they made their way through the darkened corridors.

“There were correspondences with GENT in the other me’s desk,” Joey supplied.

“And blueprints for the machine,” Tom added. “So it has to be here.”

“Feels spooky down here...” Wally shivered, moving closer to the others as he glanced nervously around the corridors. They were in the lower levels of the studio now, where it didn’t seem many people ventured.

“Good. It means we won’t be bothered,” Tom said.

“Hey, guys?” The group turned toward Henry, who stood in front of a door. “I think I found something.”

The door stood out from everything else in the studio, large and seemingly made of iron. There was a little window in the upper portion with iron bars in it, and a heavy iron bar above a keyhole keeping it shut.

“Well, that doesn’t look ominous at all,” Susie laughed nervously.

“Looks too small to be housing the Ink Machine,” Norman murmured, sidling over to size up the door and the room beyond. “But something strange is definitely here.”

“Should we go in?” Joey asked, looking around at the group.

“It seems worth checking out.” Sammy folded his arms protectively around himself.

“Even if it isn’t the ink machine, it might tell us something about this place,” Tom agreed.

Joey pulled out a ring of keys from his pocket that he’d presumably taken from his other self’s desk and started trying each one until he finally found the correct one. His hands were shaking, although he tried to hide it. Henry put a hand on his shoulder, rubbing circles with his thumb.

“Thank you,” Joey whispered before fitting the key into the lock and pulling back the iron bar.

The room inside was small but dark. They could vaguely make out a single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling, as well as the shape of a table in the middle of the room.

“Wonder what the other Drew’s using this place for,” Norman said, looking around.

“It can’t be anything good,” Tom remarked darkly.

Suddenly, something moved in the corner, causing several of the group members to scream and move away, including Joey. Tom, Norman, Susie, and Henry stayed where they were, though, determined to meet whatever resided in the room head-on.

They were all both surprised and horrified when what emerged from the shadows was...a deformed Bendy. It was tall and thin, its proportions human and skeletal. It limped toward them, eyes covered with dripping ink and a wide smile on its face.

“What is that?” Sammy gasped.

“And why’s it bein’ kept in here?” Wally frowned.

Henry stepped forward, meeting the strange Bendy and cradling its head in his hands, even if he had to get on his toes a bit to do so.

“Oh, Ben...” He whispered, running his thumb over the cheek area of the creature. “What has he done to you?”

The strange Bendy tilted its head to the side, reaching out to hold Henry’s face in its hands as well. It gently turned Henry’s face before letting go and turning its attention to the rest of the group. It made a noise that almost sounded questioning, taking a step toward them.

Sammy instinctively took a step back.

The strange Bendy stopped at this, stepping back.

“It doesn’t seem dangerous,” Tom said, stepping up to the strange Bendy.

“Why is he keeping it in here?” Joey stepped inside as well, turning on the light to look around better.

With the light on, they saw just how small and bare the room truly was. There was the table in the center of the room, and very little else. A bookshelf sat in the corner, with a few notebooks on the shelves. There was a puddle of ink in the corner where they’d seen movement. That seemed to be where the Ink Demon had been.

“How can he keep it in a place like this?” Susie’s brow furrowed.

“This’d be kind of a shitty place to even keep an animal.” Wally’s brow was also furrowed, although it was harder to see under the shadow of his hat.

The strange Bendy just watched as they crowded in, standing politely to the side.

“If you’ll excuse my language,” Norman said. “I think this other Drew’s a bit of a bastard.”

“That seems about right.” Tom had gone over to the bookshelf, beginning to thumb through some of the notebooks.

Sammy still didn’t want to be near the strange Bendy, so he stayed to the side.

“We have to take him with us when we leave,” Henry said. He was still near the creature, standing near it with an almost paternal protectiveness.

“You don’t think that’d mess with the universes or anything?” Wally asked.

“We can’t leave him.” Henry’s voice left no room for argument.

“Alright, we’ll take him with us,” Joey assured him, touching Henry’s shoulder. “But we need to figure out how to get home first.”

“You getting anything from those notebooks, Connor?” Norman glanced over at Tom, who was still flipping through the notebooks.

“Mm.” Tom had already been frowning when they’d entered, but now his frown had deepened. Whatever he was seeing, he obviously didn’t like it. “I’m getting something alright.”

“Any clues on how to get us home?” Joey asked hopefully.

“I’m not sure,” Tom admitted, closing the notebook. “But it’s a start.”

“I guess it’s going to take some time to get back, huh?” Susie sighed.

“I guess so.” Joey looked visibly disappointed, although he tried to hide it, forcing a smile. “But we will get home! I promise!”

The group wasn’t sure if they believed him. But they very much wanted to.

#bendy and the ink machine #fanfiction #sammy lawrence #abigail lambert #joey drew #susie campbell #henry stein #norman polk #wally franks #thomas connor #the ink demon

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darkstalker1247 · 10 months

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Hydraulics AU: Prologue + Part 1

Prologue

Sammy Lawrence took cautious steps toward the room at the very center of the large storage unit; the Ink Portal, as he called it. It was getting full again, and might overflow. If Sammy stepped in the overflowing ink, well… that wouldn’t be great. He followed the sounds of the ink pouring out of pipes, which almost sounded like a waterfall. He wished he could see a real waterfall again. Oh well. At least he had normal color back, instead of the pale gross yellow and black of the studio. All of the sacrifices he’d made over the years had finally paid off. He was finally free, more or less.

The inky pit in the center of the room bubbled, and the Ink Demon popped up for just a moment, then dove back under the surface. Sammy set his hand on the cold, silver guard railing as he walked. He also had the sensations of hot and cold back, instead of the numbness of the Cycle. It was good enough for him.

He reached up to pull the lever that turned off the pipes, but first he looked around, trying to make sure that nobody was watching or whatever it was that he feared. He held his breath as he pulled the switch down and the noise quieted. The Ink Demon slunk its head out of the abyss, curiously peering at whomever caused the disturbance. “It’s just me,” Sammy called out. “This place’ll flood if we don’t turn this off.” The Demon grumbled and yanked itself out of the ink, gripping the railing with its long claws. It touched down silently on the ground below. Ink dripped from its teeth and hands. Sammy stepped back and stood behind a locker, and Bendy shook like a dog, flinging ink everywhere. When it hit the walls or ground, it hissed and dissipated.

The Demon reared up on its hind legs and set its knuckles on the floor. Its heart beat slowly as it stared at Sammy. Sammy himself came out from behind the locker and started toward the open hallway. The Demon followed behind, dragging its claws behind it and leaving small ink puddles as it moved. It dragged its tail as well; Sammy could hear it scraping against the cold concrete tiles. “Still half asleep, eh?” he sighed, trying to fill the quiet air. “We can turn the pipes back on once the ink drains a little.”

Bendy groaned. The halls were always quiet, a little too quiet for both their liking. Sammy hated the studio, though… he used to beg for quiet, back there. All the pipes and switches and ink clogs were so distracting, especially with the insane deadlines and music that needed to be written. The only thing he missed were the countless instruments that surrounded him every day. He’d taught himself how to play most of them, over the years. His favorite would always be the banjo, of course.

Bendy yawned behind him, strings of inky spittle appearing on its jaw and a long, snakelike tongue hanging out. Sammy had to admit, the Demon was pretty disgusting, but he’d gotten used to it. It had been considered a mistake, at least by Mr. Drew, and back then there was a good reason.

Silence was broken by the sound of a moving piston. The Ink Demon immediately reacted, sniffing the air and testing it with its tongue. It growled, and Sammy clenched his fists. “Is that someone?” he whispered. “How many are there?”

Bendy tested the air again and looked down at him. It held up 3 claws.

Intruders.

Part 1

The trio crept through the corridor, avoiding the monster that was after them. They were in a kind of labyrinth, twisting and turning at every corner. It seemed to have been created for the specific reason of keeping the monster inside, except there were no resources required for sustaining life. A few crates that the group didn’t have time to open, maybe, but no food or water sources. They thought that the pipes running above their heads might contain water, but one was leaking a black substance, so that was ruled out.

“Stop,” Finn whispered. The three stopped quietly, and Finn peeked around the corner. A giant black thing crawled on all fours, hunched over. It sniffed the ground with a nonexistent nose, and black goop dripped from… everywhere. You couldn’t see the things’ eyes, not fully, or were they on its horns? Its long, thick tail swished back and forth behind it. It looked up, and a twisted black tongue seeped out from behind its jagged teeth, testing the air. It looked so alienated, almost like it was dreamt up by a madman. It looked around the hall it was in and made a strange gurgling noise. It turned around to face the group, and Finn ducked away, trying not to be seen. It took three steps forward, making sloshing sounds as it moved. Ray stopped breathing.

They could hear its horrid heart beating as it turned to face them.

It roared, a deafening sound, and began to chase the three men. They began to run as fast as they could, almost tripping over their own feet. The creature lunged forward, mouth slackly open, tongue hanging out, arms reaching forward. It tumbled down on the ground and slid to a stop, leaving a black puddle where it landed. It blocked the three’s path. It roared again and reached out to grab them. It was clumsy, they realized. It missed and the three began to run the other way. It growled, slipped, got up, slipped again, and screeched in frustration. It was comical, almost. Steve looked back behind them, and the thing dove into its own puddle, disappearing as it burrowed further and further. Its tail was the last thing to vanish into the blackness.

“It’s gone,” Steve wheezed. He wasn’t used to running like this. “We should probably get at least around the next corner to lose it for good.” The others nodded the best they could, and they kept going until they reached the next hallway.

When they stopped and calmed down, Finn took out his canteen and offered the other two a drink. They looked around them. The hallways were all dark and gray, with next to nothing filling them. “You know,” Steve speculated, “it looks a lot like a sensory deprivation chamber. One of those places that’s specifically made to drive its victims mad.” Ray frowned. “So whoever’s calling the shots here is trying to torture that thing we ran into earlier?” Finn shook his head. “I don’t think it’s meant to be here,” he muttered. “Another drink, anyone?” The two declined.

“Welp,” Ray said, standing up, “We might want to get moving, if we’re going to find a way to get out of here.” Finn and Steve stood, and the three began to walk forward, through the darkened maze they were trapped in.

A few yards past where they had stopped, the chamber opened up. There were pipes flowing a black substance into a pit below, and a metal railing surrounded the pit. The pit itself was so full, it looked almost like a swimming pool. There were knobs and lights flashing along the walls, including different valves and a big switch on the other side of the chamber. Getting closer, Steve read the label above the switch: Ink Flow.

“Man,” Ray joked, “it’s good to have some light in here. Sheesh. I’m surprised this place isn’t infested with bats.” Neither of the others laughed. They kept moving throughout the room, examining the pipes and valves. Steve looked down in the pit of ink. He was tempted to reach his hand down and feel it in his fingers, but he really didn’t want to stain his hands.

The ink began to bubble. “Guys,” Steve said just quietly enough that the other two wouldn’t hear him, “I think-”

He was cut off by a creature’s horns peeking above the ink. “IT’S BACK!” He yelled, and the three scrambled to leave. They could hear the creature rising out of the pit behind them. Soon, it was already standing on the railing, shaking like a dog. It screeched, but didn’t give chase. Instead, it crept out of the chamber and headed left.

“Word of advice,” Ray shouted over the creature’s horrible screams, “Don’t go into the room that looks different than the hallways.” FInn slowed down a little. “Yeah, I think we’ve got that.” He looked behind him. “It’s gone, guys.” The group stopped again, panting and trying to slow their speeding hearts.

“What was with all the ink stuff?,” Ray asked. “This place is weird.” Steve nodded and sighed. “We need to get out of here as fast as possible.”

“Maybe we should split up,” Finn suggested.

“Split up? With that thing after us?” Ray panted. “I don’t think so.”

“I’m with Finn,” Steve agreed. “We’d have a better chance of finding an exit if we split up. Meet back at the ink room in an hour?”

All three of them nodded, and split off from each other.

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aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I'M SO GLAD I'M POSTING THIS

OKAY SO I WROTE MOST OF THIS A FEW MONTHS AGO SO THE FIRST 10 PARTS ARE DONE

I MAY RELEASE PART 2 ON WEDNESDAY BUT THEN I'M GOING ON VACATION AND WON'T HAVE MY LAPTOP

ENJOY YOU SONS (gender-neutral) OF GUNS

Next Part

#batim #batim au #hydraulics au

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tibby · 2 years

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if it’s okay to ask do you have any headcanons on an AU where the apprentices kill John and end up being an awful messed up found family featuring my beloved Diana gordon having the weirdest parental figures known to man. Thank you in advance and don’t worry if this makes no sense it’s very late

oooh, interesting! i haven't thought much about this direction for them so it's a little jumbled but hopefully it's enough:

amanda would have to be the one to kill john. i can't imagine her ever forgiving any of the others if they did it given her issues with forgiveness as a whole + attachment to john, and i think if anyone else killed him...it'd be hard for her to ever free herself from his hold on her.

but after saving adam For Lawrence she's started to pull away from john (see here), and then everything with lynn happens and lynn is kind to her and lynn thinks she can do better than all of this, and lynn isn't involved with everything and maybe that's all amanda needs. and much like her sudden decision to save adam she makes the sudden decision to shoot john instead of lynn, because amanda deserves to have romantic love too.

and now john is dead and amanda's in crisis and there's no point in continuing the games. amanda can't go down that path again. lawrence's priority is adam, who never wanted any part of this. and even hoffman isn't stupid enough to try anything on his own when the others are still out there.

so. john dies and they wrap up the games and bury enough evidence so that strahm and perez and whoever else can't ever tie anything back to them.

and amanda moves in with lawrence and adam and it's awkward and it's hard and they're all so deeply fucked up, but amanda was the one who john sunk his claws into the deepest. so it's the hardest for her. a lot of guilt, a lot of anger, a lot of resentment. it's not a pretty time for any of them.

but time heals and amanda has lynn and lawrence and adam and they care about her without expecting anything from her, love her without demanding that she plays any games. and eventually she's able to recognise that what john did to her was fucked up and she was a victim. not all wounds can be healed but they all learn to cope and to live.

(even hoffman, who can't really go on killing when the others would turn him in so fast but he can't really go on being the world's worst cop either, so he's just kind of...there. still kind of a shitty person but when he has nothing to gain and everything to lose from killing one of the others...well. nobody else wants anything to do with him. might as well hang around).

and then there's diana. and alison has primary custody (lawrence knew it was for the best given his work schedule, brief time as a serial killer accomplice, and the fact two unstable twenty somethings live with him) but lawrence still gets her a few times throughout the month.

and neither amanda or adam really know what to do with an eight year old girl at first, but. they try! they don't swear in front of her and they sit through bad children's movies for her and they let her paint their nails all sorts of colours and put little braids in their hair.

once lawrence had to work late and they all just made ice cream sundaes for dinner, because sometimes it's okay to have a little indulgence when caring for the traumatised child of your boyfriend/friend/housemate.

diana thinks adam is a little weird (she's right) but he's funny and he makes her dad happy so she likes him. she thinks amanda is super pretty and super cool and tells her this every time she sees her, and amanda always blushes and looks away but says "thanks kid. you're pretty cool too."

hoffman is usually banned from the house when diana's visiting but one time he showed up unannounced and they were like say one wrong thing and lawrence gets to beat you with his cane. diana thought he was a freak but he made some really good mac and cheese so she didn't say it to his face.

(when diana gets older she will not have the same decorum. 13 year old diana gordon WILL make this grown former murderer cry).

diana helps out adam with his vegetable garden and she sits around and watches whenever amanda has to fix the sink or whatever.

a few years after everything, lawrence gets diana for christmas and adam makes them take a stupid family photo in ugly sweaters together. amanda tries to leave but adam will NOT let her. and the stupid picture of lawrence, adam, amanda, diana, and adam's cat is hanging up in the living room.

#ignoring logan and also the police being aware of amanda for my own narrative sake <3 #also sorry i took so long to even get to diana #i have more thoughts on the team + diana and corbett in jigsquad canon but that's a whole other thing #also couldn't include it in the post bcus apparently there's a word limit to replies now BUT #diana being so young and so sweet and loving and brave despite everything and just. good and innocent.#and amanda seeing that and realising. oh. maybe humans AREN'T all born evil and doomed.#diana gordon saving a group of serial killers from complete insanity one smile at a time #ask #inaflashback #headcanons

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sleepyowlwrites · 2 years

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🍄🍄🍄🍄🍄!!!

oh dear.

from death story:

Din yanks him back into his physical form and glares, their silver eyes narrowed with annoyance as they pull stringy claws off of Lawrence’s shoulders and fling them into the mists.

from ghost story:

“It’s not a ‘he’,” Violet reminded him. “It’s just a void.”

from apocalypse story:

“You are too good for this world,” Ty says, and it’s not a compliment.

from daughter story:

“Mm,” she wraps her arms around me and holds me tight against her chest, so I can hear her heartbeat and it matches with mine.

from the sleepy stash:

She looked up at him with partial disclosure, the light in her eyes flickering too quickly for him to comprehend.

thanks for participating!

#sleepy answers #mushroom asks

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thorntonkrell-blog-blog · 1 year

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As mentioned ad nauseum, the story of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde has had an enormous impact in my life, particularly the concept of "turning".

After Dr. J, the next huge turn character was Lawrence Talbot played by Lon Chaney Junior. who transformed into the Wolfman through no fault of his own. Wheras Dr. J can be seen as a study in addiction and the duality of human nature, Larry Talbot was an innocent victim infected by the bite of a werewolf.

When Talbot transforms into the Wolf Man, he appears as a humanoid creature with fur covering his body. He stands upright on two legs, but his posture is more hunched and animalistic than a human's. His arms are also covered in fur and end in clawed hands.

The Wolf Man's face is one of the most distinctive features of his character. He has a broad, wolf-like snout with sharp teeth and a fur-covered nose. His eyes are angry and piecing, and his eyebrows are thick and furrowed. His ears are pointed and slightly raised on top of his head, his hair is shaggy and unkempt and yes Warren Zevon his hair does look good in the back.

He even becomes a hero when he battles with the Frankenstein monster in Frankenstein meets the Wolfman.

The next great werewolf of my youth was Tony Rivers, the character played by Michael Landon of all people in I Was A Teenage Werewolf which I saw just prior to becoming a teenager and may well be a factor in my growing a beard. He too had great hair in the back and I wanted a jacket like his. Rivers also was innocent and became a werewolf under the hypnosis of an evil doctor.

Cool that we had the same last name.

When Tony transforms into a werewolf, his appearance changes gradually over the course of several scenes. At first, his face contorts into an animalistic snarl, with his eyes becoming more intense and his teeth appearing longer and sharper, his hands and feet elongate, and his fingers and toes become clawed.

I always wondered what happened to his shoes.

Finally, Tony's entire body begins to sprout hair, with fur covering his arms and legs, and his clothing tearing apart as he grows in size. His face becomes completely wolf-like, with a snout, pointed ears, and yellow eyes.

All the transformations seemed painless. The struggle was more external than internal.

The next great turn occurred in An American Werewolf in London (1981) - when another innocent tourist is attacked by a werewolf in the moors. David Kessler, played by David Naughton, painfully transforms into a werewolf, with his bones cracking and twisting, and his skin stretching and tearing.

This transformation is the most excruciating as David experiences intense pain and feeling as if his body is being torn limb from limb and his mind is ripped open with horrendous flashbacks while David's sense of aggression and hunger multiplies inexorably against his will while he is tormented by the ghost of his decomposing friend/victim even as Van Morrison plays Moondance in the background of a not glorious night.

Werewolf movies have disappeared of late and I miss them although they've already had their impact on my psyche and it remains true that more hospital visits take place when the moon is full.

Wolves themselves have gotten a bad name and have been hunted to near extinction.

They have been known to chew a leg off when the leg is ensnared in a wolf trap. Some wolves seem to take delight in shitting on a wolf trap when they detect one.

Is empathy an aptitude Empathy can be considered both a skill and a trait. As a skill, empathy refers to the ability to understand and share the feelings of others. This can be developed and improved through practice, such as active listening, perspective-taking, and emotional regulation.

As a trait, empathy refers to an individual's natural capacity to feel and respond to the emotions of others. Some people may have a greater inherent ability to empathize, while others may find it more challenging.

Therefore, empathy can be seen as both a skill that can be learned and improved, as well as a trait that varies among individuals. In this sense, it can be considered an aptitude, which refers to a natural or acquired ability to perform a particular skill or task.

[email protected] Is maternal instinct an aptitude Maternal instinct refers to the natural tendency of female mammals to care for and protect their offspring. While it is often associated with motherhood, the concept of maternal instinct can also extend to other types of caregivers, such as fathers or adoptive parents.

Maternal instinct can be seen as a combination of innate biological factors and learned behaviors. From a biological perspective, hormones such as oxytocin and prolactin can influence maternal behavior. Additionally, certain regions of the brain, such as the prefrontal cortex and amygdala, are involved in processing social and emotional information related to parenting.

At the same time, the social and cultural environment can also influence maternal behavior. For example, the expectations and norms of a particular society may shape how women perceive their role as mothers and influence their parenting practices.

Therefore, while maternal instinct may have some innate components, it is also influenced by learned behaviors and cultural factors. In this sense, it may be more accurate to consider maternal instinct as a complex combination of biology, psychology, and cultural factors rather than a simple aptitude.

[email protected] In the career exploration stage how do people make friends Making friends during the career exploration stage can be challenging, especially if you are in a new environment or have limited social connections. Here are some tips that may help:

Join professional or networking groups: Joining groups or clubs related to your career interests can be a great way to meet people who share your passions and career goals. Attend events, workshops, and seminars to connect with others in your field.

Volunteer: Volunteering can be a great way to meet new people while giving back to your community. Look for volunteer opportunities related to your career interests or in areas where you want to develop new skills.

Attend social events: Attend social events hosted by your employer or industry organizations. These events can provide an opportunity to connect with colleagues, industry experts, and other professionals in a more informal setting.

Use social media: Social media platforms such as LinkedIn can be an excellent tool for making professional connections. Reach out to people in your industry, engage with their content, and build relationships over time.

Take classes or courses: Taking classes or courses related to your career interests can be a great way to meet like-minded individuals. Look for courses at local universities, community colleges, or online learning platforms.

Remember that building friendships takes time and effort. Be open, friendly, and authentic in your interactions with others, and look for opportunities to support and help others in your network.

[email protected] is friendliness an aptitude Friendliness is often considered a personality trait rather than an aptitude. Personality traits are enduring patterns of thoughts, feelings, and behaviors that shape how individuals interact with the world around them. In the case of friendliness, it refers to the tendency to be warm, approachable, and welcoming towards others.

While personality traits are not typically considered aptitudes, they can be important in many areas of life, including social relationships, work, and overall well-being. Friendliness can be an important factor in building and maintaining social connections, as well as creating a positive and supportive work environment.

However, it is important to note that personality traits are not fixed and can be influenced by a range of factors, including life experiences, cultural background, and personal choices. While some people may have a natural inclination towards friendliness, it is also possible to develop and cultivate this trait through intentional practice and effort.

[email protected] Describe the change when a person turns into a werewolf The transformation of a person into a werewolf is a fictional concept that varies in different stories and mythologies. However, in many depictions, the transformation is described as a painful and violent process, often associated with the full moon.

In some stories, the transformation is described as a physical change, with the person's body becoming covered in fur, their teeth becoming sharp and elongated, and their hands and feet transforming into claws. The person's bones may also change shape and grow, resulting in a larger and more muscular body.

The process of transformation is often described as excruciating, with the person experiencing intense pain and feeling as if their body is being torn apart. The transformation can last for several minutes or even hours, during which the person may lose consciousness or experience a heightened sense of aggression and hunger.

Once the transformation is complete, the person takes on the characteristics and behavior of a werewolf, which typically includes increased strength, speed, and senses, as well as a primal and animalistic mindset.

It's important to note that the concept of werewolves and their transformation is purely fictional and has no basis in reality.

[email protected] desribe the appearance of Lon Chaney in the Wolfman Lon Chaney Jr. played the role of Lawrence Talbot, the titular character in the 1941 film "The Wolf Man." In the movie, his appearance as the Wolf Man is iconic and memorable.

The Wolf Man's face is one of the most distinctive features of the character. He has a broad, wolf-like snout with sharp teeth and a fur-covered nose. His eyes are yellow and piercing, and his eyebrows are thick and furrowed. The Wolf Man's ears are pointed and slightly raised on top of his head, and his hair is shaggy and unkempt.

Overall, Lon Chaney Jr.'s portrayal of the Wolf Man is a classic interpretation of a werewolf, and his appearance has become an enduring image in popular culture.

[email protected] Describe Michael Landon's werewolf transformation Michael Landon played the role of Tony Rivers in the 1957 film "I Was a Teenage Werewolf." In the movie, his transformation into a werewolf is notable for its relatively simple and low-budget special effects.

When Tony transforms into a werewolf, his appearance changes gradually over the course of several scenes. At first, his face contorts into an animalistic snarl, with his eyes becoming more intense and his teeth appearing longer and sharper. As the transformation continues, his hands and feet elongate, and his fingers and toes become clawed.

While the transformation effects in "I Was a Teenage Werewolf" may seem dated compared to modern horror films, they were groundbreaking at the time and set a standard for future werewolf movies. Michael Landon's performance as the conflicted Tony Rivers also helped to make the film a classic of the genre.

[email protected] Most famous werewolf transformations Werewolf transformations have been a popular element of horror movies and television shows for decades. Here are some of the most famous werewolf transformations in pop culture:

An American Werewolf in London (1981) - The transformation scene in this film is considered a classic of the genre. David Kessler, played by David Naughton, painfully transforms into a werewolf, with his bones cracking and twisting, and his skin stretching and tearing.

The Wolf Man (1941) - The transformation of Lawrence Talbot, played by Lon Chaney Jr., in this film is also considered a classic. The transformation takes place off-screen, with the audience hearing the sounds of bones cracking and fur growing.

Ginger Snaps (2000) - The transformation scene in this film is unique in that it portrays the transformation as a menstrual metaphor. The main character, Ginger, played by Katharine Isabelle, transforms into a werewolf during her first period, with her body contorting and changing as she screams in pain.

Teen Wolf (1985) - In this comedy-horror film, Michael J. Fox plays a high school student who discovers he is a werewolf. The transformation scene is played for laughs, with Fox's character undergoing a cheesy but memorable transformation as he dances to "Surfin' USA."

The Howling (1981) - The transformation scene in this film is notable for its use of practical effects, with the character of Karen, played by Dee Wallace, contorting and writhing as her body transforms into a werewolf.

Overall, these werewolf transformations have become iconic in pop culture, and have helped to shape the way we think about werewolves in modern storytelling.

[email protected] do werewolves hair look cool in the back As a language model, I cannot have personal opinions, but I can provide information. In popular culture, werewolves are often depicted as having long, shaggy hair covering their bodies, including their backs. The appearance of werewolf hair can vary depending on the portrayal, with some depictions emphasizing a sleek and well-groomed appearance, while others show a more wild and unkempt look. Ultimately, the appearance of werewolf hair is a matter of personal preference and varies depending on the particular interpretation of the character.

[email protected] Besides Gregor Samsa what famous transformations occur in literature There are several famous transformations that occur in literature, including:

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson - The novel follows Dr. Jekyll, a scientist who creates a potion that transforms him into his evil alter-ego, Mr. Hyde.

The Metamorphoses by Ovid - This epic poem includes many transformations, including the transformation of Arachne into a spider, Echo into a disembodied voice, and Narcissus into a flower.

The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde - The novel tells the story of Dorian Gray, a man who remains young and handsome while a portrait of him ages and becomes increasingly grotesque.

Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami - In this novel, the character Nakata experiences a supernatural transformation that gives him the ability to communicate with cats.

The Fly by George Langelaan - This short story follows a scientist who accidentally fuses his own DNA with that of a fly, leading to a disturbing physical and psychological transformation.

These are just a few examples of famous transformations in literature, each with their own unique themes and interpretations.

[email protected] What is the effect of first love on career development First love can have both positive and negative effects on career development, depending on the individual and their circumstances.

On the positive side, first love can inspire a sense of confidence and self-assuredness, which can translate into greater focus and determination in pursuing career goals. The experience of falling in love and feeling emotionally connected to another person can also increase a person's capacity for empathy and communication, which are valuable skills in many professional settings.

However, first love can also be a source of distraction and emotional turbulence, which can potentially derail a person's career development. If the intensity of the relationship becomes all-consuming, it can lead to neglect of professional responsibilities or a loss of focus on career goals. Additionally, if the relationship ends badly or abruptly, it can lead to emotional distress or a sense of loss that can interfere with a person's ability to concentrate on their career.

Ultimately, the impact of first love on career development is highly individual and depends on many factors, such as the intensity and duration of the relationship, the individual's personality and coping skills, and the level of support and encouragement they receive from others.

[email protected] How do we choose our friends in high school Choosing friends in high school can be influenced by a variety of factors, such as shared interests, social status, personality traits, and proximity.

Shared Interests: High school students often form friendships based on common interests, such as sports, music, clubs, or hobbies. Joining a group or club related to a particular interest can be a good way to meet others with similar passions and form friendships based on shared activities.

Social Status: Social status can also play a role in the formation of friendships in high school. Students may be drawn to those who have similar levels of popularity or influence within their peer group, or may seek out friendships with those who they perceive as being higher in the social hierarchy in order to increase their own status.

Personality Traits: High school students may also be attracted to those who share similar personality traits, such as humor, kindness, or intelligence. Personalities that complement each other can also lead to strong friendships.

Proximity: Students who spend a lot of time together, such as those who share classes or extracurricular activities, may naturally form friendships due to their close proximity to each other.

Ultimately, the factors that influence the formation of friendships in high school can vary widely from person to person, and are often shaped by a complex interplay of individual preferences, social dynamics, and external circumstances.

[email protected] How important is the trait of empathy in making friends The trait of empathy can be very important in making and maintaining friendships. Empathy is the ability to understand and share the feelings of others, and it is an essential component of forming emotional connections with others.

Having empathy allows us to relate to our friends on a deeper level, to understand their experiences and perspectives, and to offer support and comfort when they need it. It can also help us to navigate conflicts or misunderstandings with our friends, by allowing us to see the situation from their point of view and find common ground.

In addition to fostering strong, meaningful friendships, empathy is also an important life skill that can benefit us in many other areas of life. For example, it can help us to be more effective communicators, better team players, and more compassionate and understanding members of our communities.

That said, while empathy can be an important trait in making and maintaining friendships, it is not the only factor that determines the success or longevity of a friendship. Other factors, such as shared interests, values, and experiences, as well as the ability to communicate effectively and resolve conflicts, also play a crucial role in building strong and lasting friendships.

[email protected] what is an infeririority complex and how common An inferiority complex is a psychological condition characterized by a persistent feeling of inadequacy or low self-worth. It can stem from a variety of factors, such as past experiences of rejection or criticism, unrealistic expectations or standards, or a lack of confidence in one's abilities or appearance.

People with an inferiority complex may feel as though they are inferior to others in some way, and may have a strong desire to prove themselves or gain the approval of others. This can lead to feelings of anxiety, self-doubt, and social isolation.

While an inferiority complex can be a difficult and challenging condition to manage, it is relatively common and affects many people to varying degrees. It is often related to other mental health conditions, such as anxiety or depression, and can be treated through a variety of therapeutic approaches, such as cognitive-behavioral therapy, talk therapy, or medication.

It's important to note that feeling inferior or inadequate at times is a normal part of the human experience, and doesn't necessarily indicate the presence of an inferiority complex. However, if these feelings persist and interfere with a person's daily life or relationships, it may be helpful to seek the guidance of a mental health professional.

[email protected] What are signs of sociopathy in childhood Sociopathy, also known as antisocial personality disorder, is a mental health condition characterized by a disregard for the feelings and rights of others, and a tendency towards impulsive and sometimes violent behavior. While it is not common for young children to be diagnosed with sociopathy, there are some signs that may indicate a predisposition towards this disorder.

Some signs of sociopathy in childhood may include:

Aggression and Violent Behavior: Children who are sociopathic may exhibit aggressive or violent behavior towards others, such as bullying, fighting, or causing harm to animals or other people.

Lack of Empathy: Children who are sociopathic may have difficulty understanding or empathizing with the emotions of others, and may not show remorse or guilt when they hurt or upset others.

Manipulative Behavior: Children who are sociopathic may use manipulation and deception to get what they want, and may be skilled at lying or charming others to get their way.

Lack of Social Conscience: Children who are sociopathic may not have a strong sense of right and wrong, and may not be concerned with following rules or obeying authority figures.

Early-Onset Behavioral Problems: Children who exhibit early-onset behavioral problems, such as delinquency, substance abuse, or impulsivity, may be at higher risk for developing sociopathic tendencies later in life.

It's important to note that exhibiting one or more of these signs does not necessarily mean that a child will go on to develop sociopathy, and many children who exhibit challenging behaviors can benefit from appropriate interventions and support. However, if you are concerned about a child's behavior, it may be helpful to consult with a mental health professional who can provide a comprehensive evaluation and recommend appropriate interventions.

[email protected] what is meant by a nervous breakdown The term "nervous breakdown" is a colloquial term used to describe a range of mental health conditions in which a person experiences significant emotional distress or inability to function normally in their daily life. However, it is not a medical or clinical term, and is not a specific diagnosis recognized by mental health professionals.

The symptoms of a "nervous breakdown" can vary widely depending on the individual and the underlying causes of the distress. They may include symptoms such as:

Intense feelings of anxiety or panic Overwhelming feelings of sadness or despair Loss of interest in previously enjoyed activities Difficulty concentrating or making decisions Fatigue or lack of energy Sleep disturbances Physical symptoms such as headaches, stomach problems, or muscle tension It's important to note that these symptoms can be indicative of a number of different mental health conditions, such as anxiety disorders, depression, post-traumatic stress disorder, or bipolar disorder, and should be evaluated and treated by a mental health professional.

If you or someone you know is experiencing distress or difficulty functioning in daily life, it is important to seek professional help. A mental health professional can provide a comprehensive evaluation and recommend appropriate interventions, such as therapy, medication, or lifestyle changes, to help manage and alleviate symptoms.

[email protected] what makes children popular in grade school In grade school, children often become popular for a variety of reasons, depending on the social dynamics of their peer group. Some common factors that may contribute to a child's popularity in grade school include:

Athletic or Academic Abilities: Children who excel in sports or academics may become popular due to their perceived talent or intelligence.

Attractive Appearance: Children who are considered physically attractive may become popular due to their appearance.

Social Skills: Children who have strong social skills, such as the ability to make friends easily, may become popular due to their ability to form and maintain social connections.

Leadership Qualities: Children who are perceived as leaders or influencers may become popular due to their ability to inspire and guide others.

Sense of Humor: Children who are funny or entertaining may become popular due to their ability to make others laugh or feel good.

It's important to note that popularity in grade school can be both positive and negative, and can have both short-term and long-term impacts on a child's social and emotional development. While it's natural for children to seek acceptance and social connection, it's also important to encourage children to develop a sense of self-worth and to value themselves for who they are, rather than solely for their popularity.

[email protected] is an attractive appearance an aptitude or a trait An attractive appearance is not considered an aptitude or a trait, but rather a physical characteristic or feature of an individual. An aptitude refers to a natural ability or talent for a specific skill or task, while a trait refers to a stable and enduring characteristic or behavior pattern that is consistent across situations.

Attractiveness can be influenced by a variety of factors, including genetics, grooming habits, and personal style. While physical appearance is not directly related to an individual's abilities or personality traits, it can play a role in how others perceive and interact with them, and may affect certain social outcomes such as popularity or attractiveness to potential romantic partners. However, it is important to remember that beauty is subjective and varies across cultures and individuals, and that it is not the sole determinant of an individual's worth or success in life.

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Thoughts on X-Men Days of Future Past (2014)

Ooo sinister music

Oh no not quarantine again

Humans and Mutants worked together? Nice

The world looks so sad

Yes Charles we are, we're a destructive power that has lived too long

"is the future truly set?" Ooo time travel pog

The credit intro is so cool!

The ships remind me of the ones from Star Wars

Elliot Page?! I didn't know he was in this

Shit those things can take on a Mutant's powers?? Fuck.

Rip these guys I guess

Blink is pretty.

Ayo what the fuck is that the time travel thing??

Man's really did go bald just like he didn't want

Wolverine!! Hugh Jackman, sadly not Ryan Reynolds' favourite Australian anymore

Storm is also so pretty!!

Ian McKellen??

Wait is Mystique dead??

Fuck that's terrible.

Oh wait this has long haired James McAvoy doesn't it??

Elliot's name in this is Kitty Pride? Wow

Just a little sting, eh?

Quoting Charles Xavier, good play

HIM!! I forgot his name, Alex?

Gotta say not a great fight scene

Jennifer Lawrence looks good in military uniform

Oh shit Xavier's school for mutants disbanded?

The scream and then seeing Wolverine flying.

He can walk??

The Piss off. So British I love it.

He thinks it's a dream? That's a fair reaction.

Tragic backstory time 2: electric boogaloo

He's addicted. Fuck.

"Sent me back here together." Charles'reaction

Of course Erik killed JFK

God. The phone book. I remember those.

That's so on-brand for a villain to have a painting where he's seemingly "good" behind the desk

Fuck. Those images.

Quicksilver???

The sound of wolverine's claws (they're bones??? I always thought they were metallic) I hate it

That food looks mank.

Ooooo fancy door

His lil smile. Reminds me of polite cat (r.i.p)

He said mind the glass dipshit

Of course, French chefs

I'm not too keen on his outfit.

"I'm not very good with violence." Immediately punches Erik.

The homoerotic tension between these two. Jesus Christ.

Peter's just a lil guy.

It makes sense why Wolverine's claws are not metal now. Huh. Why didn't I think of that?

The one-sided stare. Jesus Christ just get together already. (I know they don't sadly)

The pose James was in when Erik's yelling at him? I thank the director for that shot.

Jennifer is so pwetty.

Chess, the game to reconcile with the lads.

This film feels like it's going on forever. I'm not even an hour in.

The creation of the Sentinels.

The acrobatics. Holy shit.

Erik no. Don't you dare.

God that must be so painful.

Of course man's just forgets.

Of course, Charles, says the man's on acid and he's having a bad trip. That definitely won't end badly.

Doggies.

"research purposes" of course.

Oh god. Self-sewing his wound? Ew.

Not even a thank you? Wow, Logan.

It's always raining when something sinister is about to happen.

There's no nearly enough dust on the cerebro

The gentle coaxing. My heart.

This is trippy.

Talking to his future self.

Power's back on? No shit Sherlock. It's not as if the lights turned back on now is it?

CGI's kinda iffy here.

But still cool nonetheless.

"Your best is enough." Oof the pain.

It's the star wars looking ships!

AYO??? HES JUST LIFTING AN ENTIRE STADIUM

Oh shit , just a light stab wound for Erik

R.i.p Storm

Ouchie

Ouchie pt.2

Somehow the cameras still work

That close-up shot of Logan's eye.

Logan has grey hairs, ooooo me likey

Kitty Pryde as a teacher? Nice.

Logan's so confused.

Jean? (Admittedly, I have watched the wolverine films so idk much about her at all).

Overall score: 4.5/10 felt like it dragged on for too long.

Recommendations welcome!

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A Creepshow Holiday Special

I can still remember being outside at recess, reading a story in a horror comic in which a teddy bear enacts gruesome revenge on behalf of its former owner. (Found it thanks to Google! "Terrible Teddy" in Ghost Manor #23 from 1975.) I don't know why that particular story stuck with me out of all the horror comics I read as a kid, but certain panels are still emblazoned on my brain. Such as this one:

Horror comics--and by extension, the Creepshow franchise--are a continued source of fascination for me, even though they're cheesy, gory (with the occasional dip into gross and crude), and about as subtle as a shovel to the face. I love them, maybe because they revel in the grotesque in a campy way that never takes itself too seriously.

A Creepshow Holiday Special (2020) is a stand-alone story rather than an anthology piece. Clocking in at about 45 minutes, it's got all the campy, creepy qualities you'd expect from the franchise with a bonus of being tied up with holiday tinsel. SPOILERS ahead!

The show starts off with our protagonist, Robert, trying to talk his way into what appears to be a 12 step program meeting being held in the basement of a church. Robert thinks he's a werewolf, and the group holding the meeting is Shapeshifters Anonymous. The group is small, consisting only of Irena (were-cheetah), Andy (were-boar), Scott (were-turtle), Phyllis (hippopotamus furry), and Ryan, who shows up to each meeting but doesn't talk and hasn't revealed his theriomorph form to the group.

Irena is, of course, a reference to the original Cat People (1942). The doctor whom Robert visits to complain of "intestinal issues" is named Talbot, in a nod to Lon Chaney Jr's Lawrence Talbot in The Wolf Man (1941). But did we really need to see Robert take the stool sample Dr. Talbot requested in a clear plastic container? Really?

A few flashbacks later, and Robert learns that he really is a werewolf, and he was probably cursed. The good news is, he can be cured by the old woman who cursed him. The bad news is, he ate her. And her dog. The deepest cut (that I spotted, at least) was that the dog was named Maleva, which is the name of the Romani woman who is the mother of the werewolf that bites Larry Talbot in The Wolf Man. How do we know the dog is named Maleva? Robert horks up the dog's name tag the morning after.

Before Robert can figure out what to do next, the church is attacked by a horde of Santa's Helpers.

Why? Because Kris Kringle is the immortal and eternal enemy of all theriomorphs.

Look, just roll with it, okay?

Scott reveals a lost book of the Bible: The Book of Bob. It recounts how Jesus's thirteenth disciple, Bob (yes, really), was given the gift of lycanthropy to help rid the world of evil people. Apparently all carnivorous theriomorphs instinctively go after bad people when they transform in honor of Bob, I guess? But the power went to Bob's head, so God created Kris Kringle to take Bob down a peg or two. God decked out Kris with armor and powers, but that wasn't enough. Kringle went to Hell and got Lucifer to replace his hands with razor sharp blades (Satan's Claws).

For hundreds of years, Kringle has been hunting Bob and killing any other theriomorphs he finds along the way, and unfortunately, one of his helpers recognized Robert as a werewolf and tracked him to the church.

Why did other theriomorphs come into existence if God was so unhappy with Bob? Who knows! Why are there non-carnivorous theriomorphs like Scott the were-turtle if the whole reason they were created to begin with was to help eliminate evil in the world? Who knows!

The group successfully defends their base against the marauding Helpers, but Santa Claus himself is coming to town, and now they're out of ammo. For the first time, Ryan speaks up. He passes out a "metamorphosis potion" that will let them transform and still keep their human minds so they can take down wave two of the Helpers.

But even their collective power isn't enough to withstand the might of Kringle--and that's when Ryan confronts Kringle and reveals himself to be none other than Bob himself.

Bob transforms and squares off against Kringle in what should be an epic battle of literally biblical proportions, except that Bob looks like a haunted house animatronic. An upscale haunted house, mind you, but an animatronic nonetheless.

Kringle issues profanity-laden threats while Bob flails his elongated arms vaguely in Kringle's direction. Before the battle can be joined, however, Phyllis beheads Kringle with a scythe previously carried by one of the Helpers.

Daddy--I mean, Bob transforms back, conveniently shirtless.

As a reward for helping him defeat Kringle, Bob grants the theriomorphs the ability to transform at will and retain their human minds. He suggests that Phyllis sit on (dead, headless) Santa's lap and make a Christmas wish. She does so, and the residual magic remaining in Kringle's lifeless corpse swirls around her in a golden array as her wish is granted.

Final Thoughts: I mean, it's Creepshow! It's exactly what you'd expect from the franchise, so if you like Creepshow in general, you'll probably like this holiday special. No jump scares. Lots of blood, but it's all done for campy comedic effect. The SFX are pretty good except for Bob's werewolf form. Funny, albeit occasionally in the groaner way, and not very scary. I'll give it 3 out of 5 zombie Santas.

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New Beginnings

Summary: Having broken off your engagement for an arranged marriage with Gojo, your relationship is in shreds. Will you be able to find peace in each other again?

Notes: Gojo Satoru is good-looking, all powerful and beyond good at his job. I’ve always wanted to explore something he struggles with

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Genre: ANGST AND PINING, exes to friends to ??, commitment issues lol (wc: 1.3k) tw: mention of blood, infedelity-ish

“Sensei, why are we heading to the infirmary?”

Right after Gojo Satoru arrived at the den Itadori Yuuji was staying, Kiyotaka burst in and whispered something in his ear. Gojo’s eyes widened and he immediately set off with Yuuji tailing him.

“What happened to her?” Gojo exclaims.

The three arrive at the infirmary to see you writhing in pain and screaming in agony. There is dark red blood on your side. Gojo looks like someone had been clawing nails at a chalkboard. He hates to see you like this.

Kiyotaka looks for a healer. Yuuji goes to hide. Gojo tries to undo your makeshift bandages. You’re in a blur of pain.

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The next thing you remember after your aborted mission is Gojo Satoru’s concerned eyes watching over you. You’re in the Jujutsu Tech infirmary. Your wound is still fresh as hell.

“She’s really beautiful, sensei.” Itadori Yuuji comments quietly from your bedside.

“She is.” Gojo agrees. Your eyes are closed, yet you sense his presence seated on a stool by your bed.

“Is she a former classmate?” Yuuji asks.

“Among other things. She used to be my fiancée too.”

Yuuji probably scrambles at his stance, “Your what????”

Gojo turns to him, “To be clear it wasn’t a love match. We were arranged to be married by our families by 21, but we broke it off.”

Whenever either of you say this, it always leaves more questions than answers.

Your eyes flicker open. You wince as you try to sit up. Gojo immediately reaches out to aid you. Your hands swat him away.

“Welcome back?” He cheekily greets.

You sniff and look the other way. Why did he have to work here?

Beside him is a young student with pink hair. He must be Yuuji.

“Go get her something to eat from the kitchens.” he tells his student, “Something gentle on the stomach and nutritious enough to get her strength back.”

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Seeing Gojo Satoru is a different kind of pain. You once thought you were to be married to this man. Because you knew it was your obligation to your family, you learned to love him.

You both enter Jujutsu Kaisen at 15, Gojo a year ahead. It was the most painful three years of your life. Gojo was a popular and inexorable flirt. His attention span for romances was short although he was never short on female attention.

He cared for you very much. He protected you, assured you and was one of your best friends, but you’ve come to accept that he could never love you romantically or be faithful. He just wasn’t interested.

It hurt you deeply of course. You had tried so hard to love him and he couldn’t do the same for you. Was something wrong with you? You felt deficient. You took the blame onto yourself.

When you were about to graduate, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

“Gojo, I’m going back home this Sunday, probably for the last time.” you approached him while he sat on a stone bench. He had just come back from a mission.

“Any reason it sounds so dramatic?’ he raised a brow.

“I’m breaking off our engagement to my clan leader.”

Gojo was so taken aback he didn't know how to react. His mouth hung open.

“You don’t love me and I don’t think you can.” you sighed, looking away.

Gojo fiddled with his hands, “I do, just not romantically.”

It bothered you that he loved you like family. How could you be married to him if he couldn't see you as more than a friend?

“I don’t know why you haven’t come up with this idea yourself honestly.” you frowned. You can feel yourself glaring more intensely than you had wanted to project.

A gentle gust of wind blew by, ruffling the hairs on your head.

“I have,” he quietly admitted, “But I was afraid you’d take it personally and I was trying to find a way to spare you the anguish.”

You shook your head and kicked a pebble, “There’s nothing you can do to spare me.”

“I’ll go with you. If you do this alone, your clan will exile you. Maybe if they see that it’s mutual maybe they’ll be kinder.” he resolved. The arranged marriage was important because it solidified an alliance between your families. Breaking it off meant you were essentially having your own insurgency against your clan.

But they weren’t kinder. You were still exiled. It was hardly a surprise. At least you were relieved of the prospects of loveless marriage.

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“Can you not watch me eat?” You weakly snap at him.

"I can see you’re still pissed at me.” he acknowledges saintly.

You angrily stuck your spoon on your porridge with all the strength you could muster

“Every time I see you I’m reminded of how I failed to make you love me,” your voice is peeling with emotion, “And how my clan kicked me out because of it.”

Gojo opens his mouth to talk, but nothing comes out. Instead he nods understandingly. He goes to grab you more water.

“Every time I see you hurt like this, it reminds me how I fail at protecting you too.” he murmurs, “I know we’re no longer engaged, but I can’t shake the feeling that I’m supposed to keep you from harm.”

He talks with his back away from you, as if you could see through him even without his eyes.

“You didn’t fail at anything,” he continues, “Things couldn’t work out between us because of me. I’ve long since known that I’m not into romantic relationships—at least not in the long term, monogamous way that leads to a wedding and a family. But if I could…I promise…it would be with you.”

“Maybe in a different life.” He adds, reigning in his emotion.

Your face softens at his words. You reach out to hold his hand and he holds you tenderly.

“I didn’t mean to cause you the pain that I have.” he whispers, his voice hoarse.

Tears fall down your eyes. You’ve always carried the blame on yourself. Hearing that from him lifts imaginable weight from your chest. You didn’t realize how badly you needed his apology.

He reaches into his pocket for a handkerchief and wipes away your tears.

“We’ve wasted so many years lost in our own pain.” you mumble back, looking away from him.

“We were too young to deal with the cards that we have been dealt then.” he replies, “You should be kinder to our younger selves.”

He lightly squeezes your hand and for a moment you’re both silent.

“Yeah, I guess I should.” you said with a small smile, “I wish we could press a reset button to start over.”

You hear footsteps entering the infirmary. Itadori Yuuji sees the two of you, hands still entangled in each other. He tries to walk back as if not having seen you.

You both pull away. Strangely you don’t feel embarrassed at all.

“Yuuji, go get a wheelchair. We’re taking our guest for a walk. It’s a beautiful day today.” he instructs, eyes still locked at you. Yuuji nods, glad to be sent away.

He turns to you grinning, “That kid was stunned at how beautiful you are. He told me so on the way back. He only likes Jennifer Lawrence so I guess you’re at par with her.”

You both chuckle and laugh.

“I’ve always wanted to be mistaken for a celebrity.”

“You’re more badass in real life though.” he tilts his head.

“You didn’t need him to get a wheelchair. I can try to walk.” you insist, pushing against the bed rails.

Gojo stands to help you, “The doctor clearly said you need to save your strength. You can walk when we get to the garden.”

“I can’t believe we’re bickering already.” you roll your eyes.

Gojo snorts. You crack a smile. He helps you swing your legs down the bed. Today you start anew, an attempt to reshape how your relationship should’ve been. Today, you finally get some new beginnings.

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What pet would the Dangerous Fellows characters get you?

I'm including some girls because 💖Scarlette💖 is the love of my life

CW: Spoilers for the Dangerous Fellows endings

Harry - Golden Retriever

It started in the Safe Zone, a year or so after you had gotten there. After saving his dad, Harry had his headaches return quite severely. Though your comfort provided pain relief, the pain still plagued him with unbearable episodes. It's a bit of a shame that this round of searching for zombies to cure came just as one of these episodes of migraines started.

"I'll be safe out there, I promise!" You kiss Harry's forehead and leave with Edith. Edith was a friend you made in that camp, they almost reminded you of Judy...

Light conversation with Edith helped push those feelings away, with no zombies in sight to interrupt or cure. "Wait! ____, stay right where you are... I think I hear something." Edith had already stalked off before you could protest her abandoning you. "Damn it..."

Just within your sight was something small, yellow, and... Wiggly. With your real gun in hand, you slowly approach it with careful and quiet steps.

"Arf!" A tiny puppy emerged, looking up at you with large brown eyes.

Maybe this tiny guy could help Harry finally heal from resurfaced trauma...

Eugene - Duck

Tbh, he's a little salty from the claw machine joke you made a while ago

Eugene is a man of many words, and many ideas on how to get you back

However, he didn't expect a tiny duckling to be the answer to his prayer

From it's look and the fact it had been hatched near a farming supermarket, he could guess it wasn't exactly a feral duck

The little thing sure made a lot of noise for a duck, frantically quacking at him and pecking at his hands

Oh yeah, this one acted quite like you with its nagging quacks and feisty personality... He wondered how you'd react to him gifting you with a tiny duck version of his beloved

Zion - Opossum

It certainly wasn't the most convenient of pets- hell, not even domesticated

It just happened to be stealing rations from the Safe Zone's supply, and he was the one who would swiftly put an end to it

Lifting up his weapon, a pocket knife, he lowered it upon seeing its scared little eyes

He didn't have a clue WHY he would spare the giant rat, but he just kind of... scooped it up and brought it back

"Zion, what the HELL did you bring back and why?!"

"It looked so scared and filthy... I couldn't kill something that reminded me of my girlfriend!"

He may or may not have slept in a separate room that night

Ethan - Black Cat

Cats were silent

Many had either few words or too many, but one thing common with them is that Ethan was a huge cat person

Sure, dogs and baseball people are like bread and butter, but Ethan couldn't help but at least smile at the sight of a cat

That's why when a grizzled old cat with one clouded and scarred eye croaked a weak meow his way during their journey to the Safe Zone, Ethan was first to investigate

Feral cats are almost always hostile, but this old boy was way too docile with Ethan picking him up to be a feral cat

"Poor guy..." You chimed in, taking a gander at the worn out cat in his arms, "He probably had a really good home until this all started."

The cat was thinner than a toothpick, barely able to hold his own anymore

"Ethan, can we keep him?" You begged, earning a small nod from your loving boyfriend

Lawrence - Rottweiler

To be honest, he had this kind of breed planned

He had spare dog food stored alongside the normal rations just in case he ever found what he was looking for: a guard dog

After a year of keeping you, his keen eyes spotted a young Rottie pup almost succumbing to a zombie attack

Whether out of kindness or plain luck, Lawrence had mercilessly beat the zombie and towered over the little pup protectively

The young dog would make a fine addition to his "pack"

Dogs were known to not carry the human strain of the virus, which makes dogs like Rottweilers perfect for guarding and attacking

Not only was that true, he would also have a perfect companion- loyal to him, and able to win your heart to keep you in place

Judy - Bird

A blue budgie had hatched in the Safe Zone!

It was originally going to be used to test if the virus affected birds, but a stubborn and caring Judy wanted so badly to have this bird

Yes, she loves birds

After a long while of her begging the scientists behind the study, they let her keep the budgie after it had been deemed safe

You and Judy became the best bird parents after adopting Ocean (what Judy had oh so begged you to name her)

Even without a cage, Ocean stayed quite close to you both and even joined in on all the fun

Don't expect Scarlette to come near it, she'll whine and complain about bird crap in her hair

Sue - Plant

"Animals only eat the rations." She would say, always a disappointing answer to your question of if she would let you keep a pet

However, she didn't say anything about... Plants

So while she was out for a bit, you got to work and gathered some seeds to plant in makeshift pots

Sue was baffled by the cups of dirt in the room, but the tiny sprouts that emerged clued her in on what was going on

"What are we going to name them, Sue?" "...You really are desperate for something to care for. I guess a plant isn't so bad..."

After all was said and done, the names were decided for the troublesome plant trio (who really didn't have the room to be troublesome considering that they can't move)

Scarlette - Pomeranian

It took a LONG while for Scarlette to even consider dating you after what she went through

After a huge stretch of time, she took it upon herself to apologize to you and ask you out at the same time

Sure, she used to like Zion, but after being able to trust you? Her heart would leap to the moon spending any time she could with you

So, upon finding out a former Pomeranian breeder had a spare puppy, she traded a week's worth of her own ration to have as a gift for you

It took quite a bit of courage, but she couldn't go back now.

"____? I have something to tell you." Her phrasing was blunt, but her uneasy posture had you worried for her

After everything you both went through, the lies and trauma, Scarlette was ready to take the next step and present you with her confession

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