#It’s mostly instict

[maxyartwork]

🦇🦇🦇🦇

#I don’t reaaaally have painting skills #i never really looked on how to do it #It’s mostly instict #And whatever I found more fun #So I usually throw paint in the canvas and use my fingers #And I don’t really expect an amazing result #So whatever result I get I’m like #Ooo I’m an Artist #art #digital art #fanart #artists on tumblr #digital drawing #drawing #illustration #dc #batman #Bruce Wayne #Robert pattinson #SOMETHING IN THE WAAAAYYYY #OOOOOOOOOO #battinson #best batman

[laesas]

did you ever make a post about pete not liking tankhun ? i know you mentioned it a few times in your tags but i don't remember seeing a post. (i share your opin ions.)

I definitely toyed with the idea of meta or a gifset but I didn't ever make a full post! I love unrequited love and I ESPECIALLY love the extremely rare platonic version which Tankhun and Pete absolutely nail in my opinion!

There are loads of moments where Pete's smile drops around Tankhun very quickly, or he insults Tankhun behind his back. Instead of laughing things off like Arm and Pol, he almost has a wincing fear-response to Tankhun, which we don't really see at all from the other bodyguards.

I think that Tankhun likes to think of himself as being close friends with his bodyguards, and he does genuinely show a lot of open affection for Pete and eventually concern for his safety. But I think ultimately for Pete, Tankhun is just a part of Pete's job, and over time resentment has built up until he thinks of Tankhun as one of the *worst* parts of it. I definitely don't think he resents Tankhun enough to hurt or endanger him, but that's about as far as it goes, there's certainly very little love there.

Something about that dynamic is just particularly brilliant, especially when combined with Pete's eventual defection from Tankhun's side to Vegas'. He chooses a man who has beaten and tortured him over a man who showers him in affection and throws parties on his return.

I utterly adore Tankhun but I think as a character that's grown up in a gilded cage, he doesn't really understand that what Pete needs is a sense of his own autonomy rather than being dragged to "fun" "lets cheer up Pete" parties that Tankhun has demanded on his behalf. At least with Vegas he *chose* to go back, he handed Vegas the ropes, let him lock him back up again. Even before he develops feelings for Vegas, Pete has clearly felt like a subhuman pet for Tankhun and the main family for a long, long time and I think ironically Vegas acknowledging Pete's humanity is the tipping point for him.

I think even without their nascent romantic love as a factor, Pete would always choose Vegas. Because despite the threat of suffering, he offers a sense of freedom that Tankhun's gilded cage does not. It all makes for an incredibly interesting betrayal, and makes Pete choosing Vegas over Tankhun all the more pointed. By choosing to be Vegas' pet, he chooses to be human.

#I have had this gifset concept rattling round my brain since before I even learned to make gifs #if I didn't have so many complicated feelings about Pete after the whole Build situation I'd make it in a heartbeat tbh #my worry is that it would either be taken as a ''hating on Pete'' set and I'd get mad shit for it in my inbox #(despite it being one of my fave facets of his character) #or it would be interpreted as a ''Build's acting appreciation!'' post which tbf it kinda would be. #theres no getting away from the fact that he shaped Pete into a very interesting and nuanced character #but you wouldn't catch me dead making a ''Captain Jack Sparrow appreciation'' set even if I loved POTC as much as KPTS yknow? #like theres only so much distance I can split the character from the actor. which sucks bc Pete as a character was one of my favourites #idk. probably not the ideal answer lol #my first instict was to just make the set since it was all planned out from like december #but since January my love for Pete as a character has mostly been in a little box on a high shelf that I do not ever touch. which is sad #but it is what it is ig #anyway lol 👀 #tankhun theerapanyakul #pete kp #tankhun kp #kp meta #ask #anon #watch me deliberately not putting that shit in the pete tag out of fear #anyway back on the high shelf you go little pete feelings. lets go back to simply not acknowledging u once more lol 🥲✨ #goddamn I deliberately hadnt thought about him in months but now I kinda miss Pete... :( I love this ask though thank u for sending it! 🦔✨ #damn rereading this its like girl. do you have an unrequited love for commas?? fucking use them?? :) anywaY #kpts

[banrions]

annnnnd i have finally gotten covid. merry fucking christmas to meeeee

#i feel mostly okay #(these vaccines do good work!!) #but i def exposed my whole goddamn family last night #and i feel super guilty abt it #like yes. i tested negative before i went. #and i felt worse last night as it went on and the worst when we got home #so like. i tried to do my due dillgence #and /also/ i should ahve trusted my insticts more and not gone bc i just had a FEELING #that my huge lack of energy was more than shitty sleep #i felt Off #and i should have trusted that #and i'll tell you what!! i will always do so now!!! #covid cw #FOUR YEARS AND I'VE BEEN SO CAREFUL!!!! #AFTER ALL THE RABIES SHIT THIS MONTH THIS IS HOW CHRISTMAS TREATS ME?? #fucking hell #covid 19 #your girl #texpost

[skeletalheartattack]

check this shit out

holy fuck

#ask #dragon-tail-kick #SKELETON #i remember slightly being invested in Killer Instict for a little bit way long ago. i dont remember why though #i also appearently have the game boy colour killer instinct game. which iirc sucks major ass #i think i thought the lava dude was cool. mostly cause his design and his colour scheme #spinals cool too :) #i dont remember any other characters from it though #ANYWAY!!!! thank you for the ask!!! :)

[wiredupclown]

My variation of Ennard is based on a mixture of "hehe funny clown man go honk", j-gems series and the VHS horror by reachanimations.

#` enrichment time!! ` out of character #//the horror one is mostly for that killer instict because oh boy do i love that vhs horror for them

[gaylittleneuroparasite]

accidentally having sooo many thoughts abt tgs hyde rn

#points 2 elaborate on in the morning #time scale short v long term #animal metaphors n relation to social darwinism #in the og book #self awareness of the nature of his relationship w jekyll #vis a vis power imbalances #that last ones probs been talked abt already but yk #mostly just that nope has had me thinking abt ethics v instict A LOT #and it made me think that the idea of hyde as a highly calculated villain #and a creature driven by instinct are kinda incompatible #ok when u put it like that it seems obvious #oughh hyde wants to be an animal soooo badd

[vintagexherry]

Child's Play [6]

Part 5 here

YandereBully!Miguel O'Hara x Reader

/Bullying, degradation, Fighting, Punching, Threating, Bit of drama, Miguel got too delulu and revealed his breeding kink side, Ooc Miguel, sad ending for Steven :((

Previously

With that he carried you bridal style to what seemed like his bedroom, took your shoes off and layed you down.Your body couldn't resist the soft mattress and finally your eyes drifted to sleep.

"Goodnight, mi vida." He said as he kissed your forehead.

Oh, how much you wished you brought Steven with you...

"Don't.Touch.Me." you punctuated everyword to Miguel who sat across you the dining table, a bored look on his face.

You woke up a few hours ago, you head hurts, your throat feels dry and your eyes sting.

Miguel sighed. "Don't make me force you, mi vida," as he held the spoon to your face.

"And don't call me that.." You demanded, and Miguel sighed, It's early in the morning and, that you still have to go to school to get the things you left, then finally prom.

You would have been excited if not for what happened with Miguel last night.

Since you woke up, he was nothing but sweet as if you two are loving couples, and it creeped you out.

"Fine then don't eat, your loss" and with that he directed the spoon instead to his mouth and started chewing, here he was back to being a bully, your getting really tired with his mixed up moodswings.

"I want to go back to my dorm" you asked, you don't really expect anything from him since he mostly would demand something in return.

"I mean, I would buttttt, you gotta eat first." He huffed out and you relented, lately you've been doing that alot...Maybe it's because Steven's life if probably on the line here.

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After you finished eating, Miguel drove you back to your dorm, but before you could leave the car, Miguel stopped you.

"Tell anyone what happened last night or els-"

"I know...Or Steven's gonna get it."

With that Miguel let you go with hum.

While you prepare yourself, you think back at what happened.

First thing is Steven asking you out to prom.

Second, the party happened...Alot happened there, Miguel's confession and all that.

Miguel's confession struck you, Does he really mean the things he said? Or was he still playing?

You still want to believe that it's prank, but the tone of his voice, the look in his eyes, and the gentle way he held your face after all that.

But does he really expect you to say yes and go. "Yea, sure, that's cool. Let's date!"

You scoff at the thought of it.

After the confession, there's that.

Honestly, it felt violating, harassment even, You wanted to vomit at the thought of it. Even when you got home, it felt like instict to go to the bathroom and wash your lips.

Your thoughts then went over to what you're gonna do once you arrive school.

Act like nothing happened?

You swallowed when it hit you. How are you gonna act in front of Steven?

He already knows the basic things about you and Miguel. He knows he bullies you, and you don't like to be around him.

But that's it, how are you gonna act now knowing that your supposed "bully" just confesses to you and forcefully kissed you.

How are you gonna act knowing that you went to that party just for Steven's sake? He probably would berate you on that part, but for the bully part? You're not sure what he can do.

Oh Steven...Is it even still safe to hang around with him? For all the things that happened, you're not sure anymore.

Miguel would always throw his name into the mix and would threaten his well-being if you don't listen to his whims. You're not sure if you could even ignore his threats. The last time you did in high school was with your crush, but he ruined it by spreading a rumour about him, and next thing you know, your crush blamed you for it.

But will he do the same with Steven? Or more?

You sighed, all this thinking makes you not wanna go to school and you prefer to lay down and sleep forever.

You closed the lights and went outside your dorm, you double checked your things, and with that, you're on your way.

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Throughout the whole day, you collected your things and finalized your grades with the teachers.

But also, throughout the whole day, you avoided Steven.

You decided that maybe it's safer for the both of you if you two don't talk anymore, but it's really hard when the guy you're ignoring is your only friend and the person who asked you out to prom.

Talking about avoiding, maybe Miguel has some sense in him since he decided to leave you alone for a while.

You sighed what seemed to be the million time this day. While you ate your food bit by bit in the cafeteria.

"Y/N?"

You flinch, great. The person you were trying to avoid is now here, and you don't know what to do.

You watch as Steven sat down next to you and looked at you with questions in his eyes.

"I,uh- got a high grade in history, hooray for mee." Steven spoke gently with glee in his voice, hoping to lighten the mood.

"Really? That's great, Steven! I got uh- high scores, too. " You try to match his energy, but you sound worn out.

And Steven seemed to notice it.

Throughout your time in the cafeteria, Steven and you did light conversations, hoping to brighten the mood, but Steven always notices the slight hesitation in your voice, as if you're hiding something.

Steven didn't want to bother you by pestering you about it, so he decided to comfort you by giving you his extra chocolate pudding.

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It was now a few hours before prom

You got your dress and everything else.

As days you slowly but surely able to clear your head, especially from events last last time.

You look again in the mirror, double checking your make-up for smudges or your dress for wrinkles, and once everything is fixed you grabbed your purse head out.

Music blasting from speakers is all you hear. You tried looking for Steven in a crowd of people. But you don't see him.

Thinking he might arrive later, you just focused on the band on the stage.

One hour has passed, and you finally see Steven, who seemed to be wearing a white suit with silver accents.

You waved at him, and he noticed you and beamed.

"Y/N mate, you look stunning," He complimented, and you can't help but blush, once you completely approach him you returned the compliment and you can't like he looks good in a suit.

Prom seems to be the only time you truly felt happy during your college year, You and Steven danced, ate, and talked about what you would both do after graduating, which he replied he might work in a Museum and join his other siblings in a expedition in Egypt.

As time flies by, you ignore the feeling of burning stares of someone you know well, wanting to enjoy prom just the way you like it.

You and Steven sat down for a while and decided to chat while drinking fruit punch while slow dance started.

You could hear Steven talk better now due to the music lowering in volume, You swear nothing could ruin this night with him. He was talking animatedly with his hands, something about how his eldest brothers might be the roughest and rudest people out there, but their the best brothers he could ask for. You laugh at the shenanigans he has to face with them.

"....And crazy part of it is that they pretended to murder my pet fish and said the Egyptian gods need sacrifice." You and Steven laughed at that, and it seemed he forgot he was holding a drink since some it spilt on his suit.

You both slightly gasped, and before you could reach for the napkins, he said it was alright and not to worry. He stood up and went to the bathroom, notifying you that he would come back.

You nodded and waited for him, deciding to play on your phone for a while, but it didn't last long since somebody grabbed your forearm and dragged you to the crowd of slow dancing couples.

None other than Miguel O'Hara.

"Wha- Miguel! I don't want to dance!" You said as you tried pushing him off but the grip of his hand on your wrist and waist kept you in place.

Miguel didn't seem bothered by your panic and decided to sway you to the slow beat.

"You know Y/N, during the party I really meant what I said" He started of gently.

You bit back a scoff, and here you are happy with forgetting that party incident and, he come back to remind you.

"I thought about it, yea....I don't know why you expect me to go happy go lucky on it and then what? go on a date?" You retorted.

"Mi vida, I already explained and apologi-"

You look at him straight in the eyes, anger filling yours. "And so did I, I told you, that whatever happened to you, you can't make me your stress ball for it, I declined your invitation to prom cus It doesn't feel right going out with your bully, and I declined since everytime you apologized, you don't really mean what you said since you start treating me like shit again." You seethed, feeling done with his delusions that you're ever gonna forgive him.

Miguel took a moment to breathe and swayed you more. "Maybe, I really would have meant it if you gave me a chance, Y/N. Maybe I would have stopped if you could listen to me properly." He said.

"You know, after graduation, I'm gonna take place in my dad's company. You should work with me soon, after all we're taking the same course"

"N-"

"It's almost the end of the school year Y/N, I could make someone fail you....Or your little Steven Grant guy."

There he goes again with his threats.

"Can you please stop dragging Steven with this? He did nothing, and if you want to hurt someone, just hurt me and not him." You pleaded having enough of hearing Steven's well-being being pushed more and more into trouble.

"Don't want me to hurt Mr. Limp dick? I suggest you leave him then. And that's final, " He demanded

"Wha-"

"Don't make me repeat myself, Y/N. It's the end of the school year, and I could care less about behaviour. repurcussions" He was right, even when prom is near, you know the teachers couldn't really care.

"So leave him yourself, or I'll make him leave you. I'll be waiting for you outside. If you don't come out later, I'm punching the gut out of him."

With that, he let go of your wrist and walked away to the exit.

You were left to deal with what's left to be done, and you tried fighting back tears as you watched Steven go out the bathroom seemingly to remove his coat and just stayed with his blouse.

He saw you and started approaching you.

"Stubborn stain, really, I can't get it ou-....Y/N, you alright luv?" Your heart clenched at the nickname, he's voice full of concern, but here you are, force to ruin it.

"Steven, I...." You hesitated, wanting to just stop and run away with him, somewhere where Miguel won't look for you ever again.

It seems that you were taking too long since you felt your phone vibrate, notifying you of a message and as you check it came from Miguel.

Miguel:

U done yet? Don't take too long, or I'll get you there myself.

You shivered

"Steven, I....I know that this is sudden, but... I think it's best that... We stop talking. " You stammered out, each word hurt than the last. You watch as Steven's face contort in pain, then confusion, and then worry.

"Did...Did I do something? I-I thought we were good, mate." Steven asked, and you started to feel your phone vibrate. Taking a glance, you see, it's Miguel calling, and you start to panic.

"Im...Im sorry Steven" with that you walk as fast as your heels can let you, Ignoring the calls of your name, and outside, you see Miguel leaning against his car.

"Took you long enough, come on" Miguel said with a yawn and opened the door to the passenger side of the seat.

You paused for a while, hesitating since you might either be driven to his house or somewhere else, but you suck it up, not having the power to face Steven.

As you were about to enter, the door leading to your prom venue slammed opened.

"Y/N, wait!" Steven called out.

"I thought I told you to leave him" You ignore him and Steven's calls.

"YOU! I BET YOU MADE Y/N DO THIS!" Before you could process his words a suddenly hear a punch next to you.

You swiftly turned around and saw Miguel clutching a bleeding nose and Steven panting in front of him.

You know what's gonna happen next.

"MIGUEL DON'T-" You tried to stop him by wrapping around his, but he was too fast, and next thing you know, he punched Steven right at his cheek.

"STEVEN!"

You don't know what to do. How can you stop two men who's physically buffer than you to stop fighting, who don't waste their time throwing insults and punches at each other.

You were panicking seeing bruises form in Steven's face. You didn't expect that Steven could pack a punch, Miguel's face was also forming bruises, but you don't really care bout him.

As they were about to throw another punch at each other, you're scared and panic muddled head, you quickly step up between them, and both immediately stop.

"Miguel, stop this already! I did what you asked me to!" You pleaded with Miguel, who watched as tears stream down your face.

Steven watched the scene and pleaded with you to come back so that he could deal with Miguel. But you ignore him. He's already in too much trouble because of you, and seeing the only person cared about you getting beaten up, you couldn't handle it anymore.

So, without facing Steven, you pushed Miguel's chest, leading to the car.

"Let's....Let's just go...Please."

And it seemed like it worked since Miguel smirked.

"Whatever you say bonita." With that, he grabbed your wrist. And led you to the passenger side of it. You sat down and let the tears go waterfall on you.

"Y/N wa-"

"You heard the lady, We're going."

With that, Miguel went to the driver seat and started to drive away, leaving a worried and bruised and your heart broke at the image of him displayed in the rear view mirror.

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With how much you cried, you eventually slept. And Miguel couldn't feel any happier. The pain of the bruises didn't even matter to him anymore since you're here, sleeping peacefully. He didn't care if your makeup got smudged. He finally has you without anyone interfering.

As he drives his thoughts, his mind lingers to the things you two could finally do together, from picnic dates to exploring what feels good in bed. He shook his head from those thoughts not wanting to spoil the fun yet.

As much as he remembers, you're still a virgin. He would always scare away your crushes away or anyone who looked at you funny, always wanting to be your first, he tried doing so during high school during a party in his house while his parents were gone, but since you weren't there he settled with some random broad who almost looked like you.

But then he realized, he has the chance to make your first time, the best.

He shivered from the thought, you have no idea how crazy you make him feel, how many times he was left unsatisfied with random girls and could only be satisfied once they left and he finally have space alone to use the underwear you gave him, but the smell of you didn't last too long on the piece of fabric sadly.

But he can't complain anymore. Why use a piece of fabric when you could have the real thing instead?

Maybe... Just maybe after you two graduated and work at Alchemax together....Just maybe you two could have a little family together, maybe have pet cat or even better

Children

The thought of it made his hands tighten around the steering wheel.

Maybe a baby girl who would have his hair but would have your eyes and smile.

Maybe two baby girls or a son too or maybe six children.

He stopped in front of a stoplight.

Maybe you don't have to work in Alchemax.

Maybe you could be his little housewife who would wait for him to get home, treat him with dinner, and love him like a husband with a shiny ring on both your fingers.

Oh, imagine the wedding you both would have. Maybe invite that Steven guy so he could rub it in his face.

Oh, the sweet image of you walking down the aisle. Oh, how much he would pay just to see you in white.

Then your honeymoon, maybe you two could go in another country then once you both stopped at a hotel he would strip you out then take in the image of your lacey lingerine underneath and then-

He was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when the car behind him started rapidly beeping.

He can't even get angry at the guy, cus who can blame him?

You really make him crazy for you.

#atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel x you #spiderman 2099 #tw yandere #tw yancore #tw bullying #delusional #steven grant #fighting #yandere miguel o'hara #yandere miguel x reader #yandere #drama

[reinjuant]

Considering the cursed realm is practically hell, there obviously wouldn't be too many children or young adults, mostly just old geezers like soul archer bansha and ghoultar. So naturally, when morro shows up (hc like 20ish years old) their first instict is to take care of him considering he would be young, confused and finding difficulty in dealing with his trauma from death and emotions.

Also bansha is just super pretty i want her.

But therefore, when the preeminent chooses the most agile and young, yet also experienced enough ghost to be her second in command, the others would instantly disagree and attempt to save him. Of course, under Her guide, morro would become less attached to the other ghosts and treat them more like slaves in season 5, despite him deep down still caring about them (which they know and is why instead of being upset with him, they try to reason with him and help him whenever they can).

Idk dawg s5 ghost lore is my favourite thing.

#art #ninjago #morro #morro ninjago #ninjago art #traditional art #bansha #ninjago possession #ninjago season 5 #ninjago headcanons

[shinobusupremecy]

Hello, could you do some hc about shinobu x gn reader who's love language is biting?

Like someone's just having a conversation with shinobu and you has appear behind her and *chomp*??

(This part is up to you: )

Would be funny to see what would happen if reader was a demon 💀💀

Like the first time it happens shinobu almost kills reader but she doesnt feel their teeth and there wasn't even a bite mark left behind? It's like their version of a kiss?

Shinobu x gn!demon reader whos love language is biting

a/n: Dropping this off before i resume back to my cave. I am trying to find motivation to fix my post so I can make it clear I am writing genshin women too. The ones I will write for is beidou, ei, yae miko, ninguangg, shenhe, ganyu and mostly the others. Some characters I might not be good at writing like Ninguang or Kequing but I will try my best!!!

I am also trying to work on some of the more older reauest that has just been picking up dust in my inbox, sinceriest apologize!

🦋- Shinobu first thought it was a odd thing, biting their loved ones? Never heard of it.

🦋- First time you did it Shinobu nearly killed you.

🦋- Sitting on a tree doing whatever you saw a short girl stand a few feet with her back turned to you.

🦋- You looked at her and decided she was chompble so being sneaky as you are you just went behind her and chomped. She didn’t notice anything at first before realizing a demonic precens leading to her turning around and trying to stab you with her sword.

🦋- She didn’t really have anything to be pissed about since she didn’t even know you bit her.

🦋- After alot of you trying to convince her that you are a good demon and not getting killed, she stopped trying to kill you and reluctantly you were offered shelter since you looked a bit skinny near starving.

🦋- Strangely enough or not you could consume human food but mostly meat and that did satisfy your hunger but Shinobu still kept a close eye on you.

🦋- Months of you helping out in the mansion, maybe killing other demons and helping the demon slayer corps she trusted you well enough and counted you as a friend.

🦋- When you guys were friends never did you bite her except the first one but she didn’t know. So the first time you did and she actully noticed she thought you had succumbed to your demonic insticts and desire for humans leading to her nearly killing you. After again insisting it is just your way of showing love she just stood there like: ”what-”🧍‍♀️

🦋- After a few times she would probably move away or halfheartedly shove your face away so your teeth doesn’t reach her.

🦋- After you guys got a little more comfortable with your relationship she just let you do it. It was your way to express your love to her, who is she to stop you? She even found it cute sometimes.

🦋- She gave you a warning though not to do it infront of slayers since you are a demon.

🦋- You didn’t listen to her warnings and still bit her even when slayers were around leading to near disastrous misunderstandings.

🦋- Words spread that you are a innocent demon or didn’t eat and kill people so your name was at least cleared. Although that didn’t stop people from being surprised everytime they had a conversation with Shinobu and you just walked behind her and *chomp*

🦋- Shinobu tried to ignore it but she couldn’t for long and just excused herself before trying to chide you. She could never be angry at you for long but she did say that she do not want you to bite her when there are many people around or like in town at evenings and nights.

🦋- Now though Shinobu likes your little love language and think it is a creative strange way of kissing.

🦋- You usally bite her hand, arm or neck like a vampire.

🦋- Sometimes you two could be holding hands and you just take her hand up and chomp. Other times when you two are in the garden and she reaches up to pick an apple you take that oppurtunity to grab her arm and chomp.

🦋- It is at least one chomp a day but Shinobu isn’t complaining. If anyone think you are weird then Shinobu will proudly defend you!

#🦋eli writes #kny #kny x reader #kny x you #kny x y/n #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x you #demon slayer x y/n #shinobu #shinobu kochou #demon slayer shinobu #shinobu x reader #shinobu x you #shinobu x y/n

[obscuremantisman]

man, i've lost idea of what i was writing, i'm just feeling like writing bout an old siren male reader. Would you guys like that?

Anyways, have this, some more of my random thoughts about Eyeless Jack, with a small scenario with you, i guess.

⪧ I appreciate criticism, ideas, and your opinions. ⪦

I feel like Jack's ritual proceeded with him getting shaved, thus why his eldritch form would be pretty much hairless.

He was unconscious, drugged hard so as not to struggle against the horrors he'd pass. But he shot up, he woke up to the pain inside his eyes, hot tar mixed with blood escaping his eyelids and burning his cheeks as he agonized.

He was cold, naked, and scared, the chains holding him down as he contorted and sparmed to get free. His screams echoed through the place as the cultists rushed to hold him down. He could hear them whisper among each other, this wasn't the way it was supposed to go.

Those were the last words that Jack Nyras heard, "We have to continue! we don't know if our master won't be back this way! Just-.." Before he was consumed by the pain and fell into the arms of death.

I honestly feel conflicted about how Eyeless Jack is mostly portrayed, i hate it more than i like it. He is so.. so cutesy? so casual, so, so very human (spooky).

He was human in the far past, and the whole ritual gives me the idea that he'd become numb towards his old self if he could ever remember anything about it.

What is that weird black around him that looks like a hoodie? It's his skin. One of my interpretations it's that the cultists poured hot tar mixed with blood not only on Jack's eyes, but on his body too. Whatever entity was trying to possess Jack, was shaping him from inside out as it tried to accomodate, using that mixture put on his body and fusing it to Jack's skin. It shaped his claws, it furthened his senses. Then the ritual stopped, the entity had left the unfit vessel, Jack woke up, woke up to hunger, woke up to fear, breaking out of his chains and feeling the primal instict for survival.

Although i think like that, i also think that the Eyeless Jack with a hoodie looks very cool, i love the idea of eldritch beings with casual clothing in general, and a hoodie does matches Jack.

But sadly i don't think any hoodie or pants is strong enough for that thing. He'd ruin any clothing in the span of hours to days.

Jack would probably look awkward in clothes too, i can imagine him act quite goofily while wearing them as it's such a weird experience for him. It'd rub agaisnt his skin as he moves, and it'd tingle his senses with the new sensations.

If you were to put somehow a shirt around Jack, you'd find yourself probably stifling a laugh at the way he looked in them. He'd be in a tense stance, feeling the fabric around with his claws, slowly creating holes on it while trying to figure out what in the world is that thing.

And apparently, the little tag on the shirt rubbed the back of Jack's neck in the wrong way few seconds later into his investigation. Which got him to be desperately hissing and clawing at the back of the shirt. You wouldn't be able to even do a thing because he'd be too agitated, his sharp claws going all around, but don't fret, it's not necessary for you to intervene. He's already shredded the shirt into pieces by the time you've opened your mouth to offer help.

I think it's neat that one headcanon that Eyeless Jack is actually able to remember about his past, like in most versions. It gives a little more of humanity to him, an extra layer of complexity that i don't think is explored enough and is just brushed off like nothing.

I feel like he'd be so different from his human counterpart since he's literally a newborn eldritch abomination. Like, the moment he woke up, it wouldn't really matter if he did have memories from the past or not.

One thing i see is the fact that people like to give Eyeless Jack some insecurities, which is neat, but the only real scenario of insecurity i can imagine that this thing would have is if he were to have a human companion. And if you're curious about what the insecurity would be, it'd be because of his smell. No, it's not because he eats humans nor his looks, he can't see nor can i even begin to imagine this dude having an existent patience to be docile to a human that actually cares about what's on his menu.

Oooo i forgot to talk his face! I just love the way he can be just anything behind that mask, but i most definitely do not think it's a hot dude behind it. I also don't have a fully formed view on how it is, but i like to imagine it to be haunting, worn out, a tragic tale of the past being told in his simple complexion. The people who draw him alien-like have a special place in my heart, for sure. Lots of teeth? funky teeth? an abnormal mouth? disgusting black goo that spills from time to time from a funky face? weird long sharp tongue? i looove it and i eat it up every damn time.

And the last subject i'd like to touch is about Eyeless Jack, what do i think it would be of him if he was able to somehow form a bond with someone? and what if it was you? yeah, it's impossible, bye. But on an actual note, you'd have to somehow survive against him, much like Mitch did. god i hate that guy, why is he canon?

Your relationship would start off as the expected, the prey and the predator, Jack trying to shred you into pieces and you escaping each damn time like a rascal. With a very, very long time that relationship subtly became friendlier. Jack would come around to stay in the kitchen, sniffing the air as you cooked, to steal your bed as rain poured outside and the weather dropped colder, and to in rare ocasions, drop by a few organs for you. He has tried to get you into eating these little gifts. Hisses, growling and teeth clanking definitely not convincing you in the slightest. Jack still happens to come around to hunt you, but those are rarer and they are definitely lazy attempts as the scars around your body from such encounters are lighter than others. Jack thinks of you as his human pet and you think of him as your eldritch pet, you two simply accepting the existence of each other.

Sorry for the big delay, i'm not in the epic writing mood, got lots of ideas in head.

#eyeless jack #creepypasta eyeless jack #creepypasta #eyeless jack hc #eyeless jack headcanon #eyeless jack x male reader #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack x gn reader #there is nothing really romantic going on #you're just there interacting with him on a scenario #this is more of my thoughts about him and how he is portrayed i guess

[miraclecherryblossomsblog]

Tw blood (alien blood)

"Welcome home lil pup" is a non-canonical sidestory I did from my bro's @himbo-in-limbo yautja raian x reader story, but focuses into a father-daughter relationship between yautja! Ohma and Ane (has more fluff but still containing the gruesome bloody fights cuz...kengan and predators lol)

Headcanons cuz I can't help myself:

Ane was the one who found Ohma while he was on a hunt on a forest that was close to the orphanage she lived back in earth.

Ohma didn't know Ane followed him until they were already lightyears away from earth lmao (i don't know how she did it either).

The other yautjas were just as surprised she managed to enter the ship without activating anything.

Ane tends to be loud when walking (humming, jumping, etc) so the bells aren't really necessary, but also she hated how loud the bell was in her ears. Ohma seeing her discomfort told the other guards to take the bell collar.

Ane is quite clingy with ohma, not sure why but she just won't leave his side.

Ohma wasn't much attached to her in the first few weeks, he didn't hate her or was cold to her but he was not used to having a small creature following him around lol, but after a lil accident they had he swored to never let her out his sight unless they were someone (maids or ysutjas he trusted) watching over her.

I feel like he'd start slowing his pace so Ane was infront of him when walking to other rooms in the ship or he'd just carry her around.

He wouldn't notice he imprinted on her after a few days that he known her, the other yautjas noticed his increased aggressivines when it came to her but didn't dare to say anything. Unlike the maids who seemed to find it amusing and almost cute in a way.

Ane always wakes up in ohmas chest or under his arm, she tends to move a lot in her sleep so whenever ohma felt her presence being a lil too far he would instictively put her close to him even if he is deep in sleep.

Even when he wakes up first he stays in thr room until she's awake, mabey he does stretches idk

She mostly wears her pink dress but unless there was some sort of celebration she would dress in the appropiate outfit. (And not cuz I didn't think into giving her braids, nope, not at all :') )

She isn't scared of Raian unlike other pups, even talks back to him or calls him names when he's being rude or growls at her, but she still is nice to him (sometimes....)

Man litteraly could squish her like a bug but she just unfazed (also ohma throws them hands everytime raian gets a lil too close or makes her cry)

All and all Ohma lover her very much and will litteraly rip the ship apart if anyone dares to take her away or hurt her <333

#self insert #ane #author #young ane #young author #kengan ashura #kengan ashura au #kengan ashura predator au #tokita ohma #yautja!raian #yautja!ohma #kure raian #yautja #fic? #platonic #tw blood #others au #red ❤ #kengan ashura yautja au

[xomoosexo]

i agree, im glad he trusted his instict. and the fact that he posted it on Main is insane, but i'm so glad he did. he was able to reach the most people and this was something that he reallly wanted everyone to watch. i was a doubter when i saw he was posting on main, but im so glad he did.

I feel bad for doubting him so much tbh. even though it was mostly us being cynical about the way the Internet usually sees him, it sucks that even us, his biggest fans didn't expect him to be able to make the correct decision. hopefully things will be different from now on and I think I see him differently too

#askies #negative

[soulofapatrick]

Patrol - Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: Joel wants you while on patrol and risks it all to screw you in a building that might have infected in it

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Warnings: Smut; mostly pure smut; established relationship; age gap; fingering; sex (p in v)

Joel's POV

"You gotta be silent doll," I whisper, feeling her writher and whine below me as I pump two fingers in and out of her heat. We're in the shopping mall, in a changing room while there are possible clickers around outside. We don't get much time together as no one knows we're together as it'd put too much of a target on her back if people knew.

She lets out a mewl, body trembling against the wall and I don't let up my brutal pace until I decide she's close enough. Her green eyes fly open, mouth ready to protest until she sees me sinking to my knees wanting to taste her. As if on instict her legs spread further and I hook one leg over my shoulder, not giving her warning before I lick a strip up her wet heat. She jerks, a hand yanking at my hair and a whimper leaving her pretty pink lips. She's fluttering already so I suck on her nub and her back in arching into the feeling before her body spasms slightly. I don't stop, alternating between flat strokes of my tongue to teasing her clit until she yanking at my hair in warning.

The sound she makes is beautiful but too loud and she knows it because she slams and hand over her mouth, body quivering as I lick her dry, holding her hips as I stand as her thighs are still shaking and chest heaving.

She's beautiful but would be even more beautiful riding my cock. We have time, we're not due back for another hour, plenty of time. I make quick work of unbuckling my belt and pushing my jeans and boxers around my knees before turning Y/N around. She complies, bending her back enough to stick out that pretty little ass of hers, enticing me.

That first slide into her heat takes all the air from my lungs, having to grip her hips tight enough to leave bruises to stop me cumming then and there. She rocks back, knowing what she's doing, and I reach around her, grabbing her neck and pulling her body flush against mine.

"You going to behave baby doll?" I hiss in her ear, pressing my fingers to the pulse points either side of her neck knowing what it does for her. Before she can respond I pull back until the tip is inside before slamming forwards, ripping a broken gasp from her. She scrabbles for some purchase, hands landing on my thighs and nails clawing at them with every hard thrust. She's beautiful as she slowly breaks in my arms, bending into my every move and those sounds are heavenly.

All care leaves me when I feel that familiar pressure forming fast, Y/N seems to feel it too as she's moving into my own movements faster. I keep my hand on her neck, not caring if I bruise it as my other slides from her hip down to her soaked clit, circling it with two fingers until she's clenching beautifully around me and forcing my own orgasm from me. It fills her up spills out down her trembling thighs.

I don't want to seperate from her just yet so I walk us backwards until I'm able to sit down on the bench left in the changing room, her following so I don't slip out just yet. She leans back to put her head on my shoulder and pants, chest glistening with sweat and glowing in the light that makes it's way through the dusty skylight windows above us. I just wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her neck as lovingly as I can, knowing she understands my every move.

———

We make it back to Jackson being five minutes late which is a record as we couldn't help going for round two. Y/Nlooks wrecked: pupils still blown, lips swollen and the sweater she's wearing slipping off her shoulder and revealing a few hickeys but at this point I want to show her off. I'm sick of sneaking around and random girls in town hitting on me. It's as if Y/N senses my want because she blushes after pulling the sleeve back up but not high enough to cover the ones on her collarbone.

I probably don't look much better but most of my evidence is hidden under my shirt and my jeans, scratches that will stay for a few days. There is a tenderness on my neck meaning she left a hickey or there too and it makes my heart swell because we're on the same page.

Tommy's raising his eyebrows as he takes the horses after we've hopped off and grabbed our packs. I ignore his pointed look, grabbing Y/N's hand openly and pull her willingly after me back to mine as we have a lot of catching up to do.

#Joel miller #Joel Miller x reader #Joel Miller fluff #Joel Miller smut #Joel miller x y/n #Joel miller x smut #The Last of Us 2 #the last of us #the last of us smut #joel miller fanfic #Joel Miller fanfiction #the last of us fanfiction #the last of us fluff

[agardenofideas]

Ok so i had a crack thought that became treated seriously in a flip

Its about qtubbo cuz hes my cubito- anyways- :p

Codes lay eggs and are like those nest parasite birds where theey leave their eggs in other species nests and natural insticts brings them back together to learn to be their correct species, like control of the rain and day/night cycle, the eggs of the codes also have a mimicry ability so they can fit better in the nest of other eggs(see code flippa)

Tubbo is a code egg that was left on egg island with diff eggs and under the watch of maybe not bad yet eye guy at the time(eye guy was fondest of tubbo the little egg trouble maker with a heart of gold), then the feds wanted more staff, there hadnt been new islanders in a while and the last batch of eggs on quesadilla island died ran or vanished, but fed still needed people, so they looked towards their island neighbour, and snatched an egg or more from there, one ofc being tubbo

Now, the feds like having perfect beings, and kept their stolen eggs seperated from eachother, unfortunately for tubbo, with no eggs to mimic he remained mostly unchanged, but when workers began to express worry about his unchanged anything, he took a leap and mimicked the workers, who are mostly just polar bears (assumption from everyone in and out of qsmp so they are this here)

However, tubegg while under their care learned about a lot of things, and not just create and combat and teamwork, as a tag along as the workers worked, but also animals, one such was the sun bear, of which he had liked a lot for being a weird and cool little guy.

When reported to the fed higher ups, maybe they would've considered keeping him had he become a polar bear, so instead he was dumped somewhere far from the island to fend for himself, and fend he did. On the streets of wallstreet, becoming an incredible scam artist, who then went and scammed the fed, who didnt want to deal with the trouble he brings and fridged him.

Tubbo never reached code maturity due to never meeting other codes, never learned to control the rain so it only comes to him in moments of turbulence and sadnes, he never stopped mimicking others but now its involuntary instead of how it was when he was egg, especially because he shifted into not an egg, now his shifting is caused by those around him(spending so much time with fred brought tubbo back into a sun bear :D )

Tubbo doesnt know hes a code, the codes dont know hes code cuz he is now almost 20 and however many years frozen so he had very much been assumed dead by his code parents

:P

#tubbo #qsmp

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

What if humans go extinct before Aro and Caius and Marcus gets their shit together? Assuming everyone doesn't just give up, what's the Volturi's "save the world" plan look like now it's just vampires and animals?

It means we're entering the Children of Men fusion. There's no saving the world anymore, at least, not how it's traditionally understood.

The human species is dead, gone, it's over, and there's no means of bringing them back. All that's left now are the vampires, a race that can no longer reproduce without humans around. They live in a dying world and that's going to really take its emotional toll.

First, I imagine you're going to get initial panic as vampires search desperately for food (this is in part how humans die out so fast). I imagine some plague swept in, killed most of the population, this is combined with for whatever reason an uptick in vampire population. The vampires panic, there's a run on the bank so to speak, and in their panicked haze they overeat other populations in terror.

Eventually though, through starvation, they're all going to discover the animal diet. There's no alternative and per Carlisle and Tanya, the vampire body will instictively eat anything if it can't find its natural food source.

The panic subsides somewhat, this isn't an immediate agonizing death, for all I'm sure many vampires do ask their friends and family for suicide during this trying time.

The aftermath isn't much better, though.

I imagine Aro, Marcus, and Caius dedicate themselves to the task of protecting hunting grounds. The vampires really fucked up with the humans, this is their last chance for survival, you will not hunt these creatures out of existence.

"WE ARE EATING RABBITS," Aro declares, because they breed very quickly and there's a fucking million of them everywhere.

The Volturi are now environmental warriors, killing off those who threaten key creatures in any one environment and threaten mass extinctions of multiple edible species.

Otherwise, I imagine Aro devotes himself even more to being a historian and probably feels really weird about killing anyone for all that he still does it.

Oh, it was bad before, but now he's slowly but surely whittling away at his own species when there will never be another new vampire. Everyone who's here now is everyone who's going to be here forever. Aro will never meet anyone knew, civilization will never change from what it was, all they have left is each other until even they die out likely due to their own stupidity of killing all life again.

I imagine the gang's mostly just very very depressed about all of this and that Aro's new goal is "preserve what we have" and see that what's left of vampires/humanity isn't wiped out in the most agonizing, stupid, way possible.

I imagine Aro's also searching far and wide for any surviving humans. Praying to god it's enough to, perhaps someday, bring back the human species. There's probably a lot of trips to remote island chains the world over where he'd hope hungry vampires didn't eat fucking everyone.

#twilight #twilight meta #twilight headcanon #twilight renaissance #the volturi #aro #meta #headcanon #opinion

[wasteofpain]

a trait of pete's that has consistently intrigued me is his capacity to adapt to any given situation. it's shown very early on through little things, most notably pete's advices to porsche about living in the main family's mansion, which are basically do as you're told and follow the rules. that easy.

the rules to surviving are observe and adapt.

observe

adapt

observe

adapt

often in media, abuse victims who adapt to their situation and create ways to live around that abuse just so they can make it through another day are portrayed as weak, as the side character to the rebellious one who fights back and doesn't just take it. but reality is, more often than not, if you're the rebellious kind all that will do for you is get you killed. and so growing up the way he did, pete probably had to learn this the hard way.

when he's caught by vegas and macau in the temple, although he hesitates a little (mostly for comedic effect), he goes with it. he makes merits with vegas and does very little fighting back against his creepiness.

when he's on his phone with his grandmother while tied up and spent from being tortured he still menages to recompose himself in a very impressive way and build a convincing enough version of himself that won't worry her.

this is a dance that he has perfected.

observing as a way of survival is also how he's aware of who vegas is from very early on. pete has always sensed that there was something rotten behind the charismatic human mask vegas wears. so when he's kidnapped, he knows what to expect.

but this time there's no surviving each day,

he's going to die.

or at least that's what's supposed to happen.

his suicidal defiance must feel so cathartic after a lifetime of adapting. to laugh in vegas's face and dare him with his eyes to do his worst.

but pete is still the same pete who was beat as a child by a father who couldn't deal with his own failures like an adult.

so when vegas chokes him and throws hurtful words around as if he wasn't looking at pete like he was the sun not that long ago, he adapts to the situation.

this is when i die

he was already having a crisis before vegas came into the room. the shame had set in and he was questioning every choice he's made so far, no longer just living in the moment. vegas's outburst just confirmed things.

so now the situation is, pete has a chance to die. vegas has a knife against his throat and maybe, just maybe, he might kill him this time. it's a chance he can't miss out on. no more fantasies of surviving, life has thrown at him that he can finally die and he feels like shit so it's probably for the best.

but pete is tired of adapting.

what if he wants to live?

and live without chains.

he recomposes himself just as he did when he was tied up with a phone against his ear and with the last remains of his strength he frees himself.

he goes back to his old life, but it's not the same. pete's instict is still to adapt, but he can't adapt to this.

there's an aching feeling in his chest eating him alive. it's not a pain that he can distract himself from, its always in the forefront taking up every inch of his brain.

it doesn't let him sleep,

it doesn't let him eat,

it doesn't let him lie to his friends.

vegas has shaken his ability to adapt, now all pete can do is try to hold his pieces together and not break in front of someone. beg that they ignore that he's crumbling even if they see the cracks.

seeing vegas is an intoxicating reminder of what's been done to him, that despite it all he's still nothing. vegas replaced seeing pete as a pet for seeing pete as a person he isn't because it was the person vegas needed to see in him in that moment. even when pete thinks he might've gotten somewhere, he hasn't.

he's not a human.

he has no feelings.

all that matters is what he can be for other people, his real feelings aren't to be noticed.

but still, pete can't deny to himself that he liked some of it.

he didn't like being dehumanized and beat, but he liked being held down and worshiped. he liked being looked at like he could mean something. like someone wanted him so much they couldn't control themselves. like someone needed him. he can't even bring himself to lie to vegas when he asks him to promise not to leave him.

he liked it.

and he wants more.

but he can't have it anymore, barely had it in the first place.

vegas leaves him sobbing alone on the floor.

pete gets up.

pete recomposes himself.

pete adapts.

#today is projecting on pete day #yall have no idea how much i've been itching to write about pete #vegaspete meta #vegaspete #kinnporsche