#but they've got to have some pretty sick legs though

[amelia-yap]

legs...

#ruby rose #weiss schnee #whiterose #white rose #rwby #my art #well i mean the funny answer will always be legs for ruby to weiss #i just think they'd love every single part of the other because it's what makes them..them? #pretty generic answer lmao #but they've got to have some pretty sick legs though #also think that it's cute if weiss likes ruby's hands #she'd like gently hold onto it and brush her thumb on ruby's hand #it gives her comfort!!! #honorary mentions: ruby's arms and weiss' collarbones

[neblina-magico]

Sleeping In The Sun

Chapter 3

You were desperate for a job so you applied to be the daycare Attendants handler! you have no clue what you're signing yourself into but at least you don't have to pay rent now!

Moon hates you, Sun doesn't know how to feel about you and you're just trying to survive.

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You stare at the two big statues, very shimmery gold statues, the gold is fake as hell but the statues themselves are sick. On one side there's what you assume to be the Sun animatronic, tall and lengthy with the flattest face ever, stemming out of his face are these sunray-looking things that just make it more obvious that this animatronic was made to represent the sun. His stance is that of a welcoming clown, someone who would greet you with a hug, unlike the other one. It's a whole ass gremlin, nibbling at your toes at 3 in the morning kind of little shit. Like crawl up your walls and stare at your sleep kind of guy. This animatronic is rocking a sort of nightcap on top of his head, he's also got a flat-ass face but half of it's in black giving him this crescent moon look. They seem pretty neat not gonna lie.

You sigh, anxiety building up in your chest as you look at the slide, you're aware it's the entrance but the sudden nervousness leaves you sticking in your place. What if you make a bad first impression? What if you fuck something up? What would they think of you if you did, you didn't want to think of any possible consequence. Plus this wouldn't be the first time you've experienced an animatronic so why are you so nervous? You take a deep breath and keep walking, you take note of the desk that's probably for check-in and check-out. Placing your hand on top of the slide you stand there for a second.

“Don't be a fucking wimp now, you're going to ace this first interaction.” and you slide down.

The slide was pretty harsh, painfully obvious it wasn't built for an adult to slide through but aside from the sore butt it's a fun-as-hell experience. You couldn't help but giggle your little ass down, you probably either sounded like a 4-year-old having the time of their life or some sick witch laughing. Nonetheless, you felt your heart drop into your stomach.

You crash land into the ball pit. Tragic, perhaps you'll die there, never to be seen again. Yet that's not an option, not that it even was an option to begin with. Before you could even try and look around you feel two cold hands reach under your arms and lift you sky high.

“WHAt THE FUCK!” You shout, thrashing around trying to escape from the chunk of metal that's currently holding you from arm's length like a stupid ass cat. He just stares at your head leaning side to side in curiosity. You're too busy trying to escape his grasp while he's too busy just observing you, looking at every blemish and light scarring around your face, down to your figure, your dangling legs, and arms. You're human that's for sure, like the rest of the employees in the building, though there are very few that actually work around the Pizza Plex. But they never come to the Daycare, none of them come visit him, the only other human they've seen in total has been 3. Not many.

“PUT ME DOWN pLEASE!” You ask in desperation. You were high up in the air with an animatronic just looking at you, observing you so yes you are panicking just a little. The sun animatronic lets out a breathy ‘oh’ and sets you down on the ground. You start to straighten out your clothes and try to catch your breath. You didn't fear heights but the last time something similar happened, it ended in night terrors. The sun animatronic fondles with his hand,

“I'm sorry new friend…I didn't mean to scare you” His voice is loud but timid. His demeanor is obviously filled with guilt and other mixed emotions. For an animatronic, he had advanced facial expression and emotional comprehension. You take note of that. Looking up at the sunman himself you smile.

“Don't worry, I just don't think I'll run into you so soon.” you walk off towards one of the big blocks scattered around the Daycare and sigh “You just scared me a little. Not as badly as you might think I did, I'm sure your facial recognition is not that highly detailed so perhaps you assumed I was scared shitless, but I wasn't, just a little spooked that's all!”

“Well… that's good I would have hated to know that I scared my new friend. Speaking of new friends, my name is Sundrop but you can call me Sun or Sunny or any nickname you come up with! I work at the Daycare alongside Moon and who might you be a new friend?” Sun smiles down at you—Silicon for sure.

“I'm your new companion, I've been assigned to work alongside you and Moon as your handler. So not only would I be helping you around the Daycare but I'll also be in charge of keeping up with your maintenance!” You stick your arm out for a handshake, “It's nice to meet you Sun, I hope we can work well together”

The smile on Sun’s face falls at the same speed that day turns into night. The same as for how water groups together and dust clumps together. It was sudden and you felt the shift as quickly as his smile fell. It left you feeling uneasy, unsure, and like there's an understandable reason as to why he wasn't happy to hear those words come out of your mouth. Even so, you felt a deepening in your stomach, a light sting as well. Sundrop seemed so happy before and not even in one second did it all change.

You let your arm fall to your side and in the discomfort, you cross your legs.

“Well…you could explore the Daycare, just please don't make a mess!” He walks off and with some random wire that is lowered down, he flies (?) or perhaps floats. Either way, you don’t dwell on it much after he enters what you assume is his living area.

You sigh and push yourself off of the block, cursing yourself for making a somewhat bad first impression. Nonetheless, you walk around the place, admiring the two play structures that are at the centre of the Daycare. The different twists and turns that are seen throughout the play structures. The bridge has rails high enough to prevent a child from falling off but still looks like it gives a sense of freedom. You also take note of all the little displays of the main four scattered throughout the outside of the play structures. You keep walking around admiring the colourful place, your constant gazing leads you to bump into a desk. It's semi-circular with a double monitor and the flooring is harder than the padded floor throughout the Daycare.

You walk around and enter the area and you instantly notice that it's supposed to be a security desk of sorts. There is some dust collected on it but nothing you can easily clean. There is also a pretty comfortable chair and behind it all is a fairly big screen showcasing Sundrop, specifically the Sundrop candy things. Taking note of where the desk is you continue walking around enjoying the way your feet sink into the padded floors. You start skipping around till you come across an area filled with short long tables and small colourful chairs. There are shelves with bins that are filled with all sorts of crafty stuff.

“That's a shit ton of glitter glue” you pull out a bin filled with all sorts of glitter glue. Some were of pinks and blues and others were of silvers and golds. A whole rainbow and beyond of colours. There were paints of all sorts, even face paints! Bins filled with paper and those kinds of scissors that cut in all shapes and styles. The kind that when they're put out on the tables every kid will rush to get one in their tiny grasps. You smile as you look through one of the many bins filled with stickers, you pick out a couple of yellow stars and some that supposedly glow in the dark and decorate them on your arms. You stretch your arms out and admire the stickers on your arms. Smiling you continue your little stroll.

You keep just looking around and walking all over the place. The lights remind you of the kind that schools always had the kind that makes sure you stay awake and makes you drag on your school work. Those kinds of lights always make it hard for you to concentrate. You also come across a little castle-like structure built right next to the ball pit. You made your way to the top of it and just looked down and resisted the urge to jump off from the structure and into the ball pit. You also find a little storage place for shoes and other possible stuff, most likely for the kids at the daycare to put away their belongings.

You then come across a dark blue curtain near the craft area, it stands out from the rest of the daycare with its much darker colours compared to the bright colours all over the place. Pushing aside the curtains you enter an almost dream-like atmosphere. One that feels like you're entering a dream, a dark bioluminescent forest with quiet morning birds chirping. It's dark inside the decently large cave-like place. On the walls is a dark clear sky design with a couple of thin blue-grey clouds. The ceiling is decorated by glow-in-the-dark stars and a lamp that's the shape of the moon right at the center. On the floors are very well-cushioned sleeping mats with sun and moon-decorated blankets and pillows that continue with this late-night theme. At the end of this dome is a nest of blankets and pillows formed into a perfect sitting area and on the sides of it is bookshelves filled with all sorts of books on display.

“What is this place? It's beautiful,” you say out loud admiring the whole area, it doesn't take long for you to notice that that dome/cave is the naptime area. You reach down into the nest and pick up a white star-shaped pillow. It is the slightest fluffy and fits perfectly in your arms, and you smile.

You stand there for a moment taking in the mild and comforting smell of lavender in the room. Enjoying and sucking in the calmness that came with this room, a feeling of comfort and sleepiness wash over you like a nice warm blanket during a harsh winter night. You breathe in and let out a contented sigh, smiling and burying your face into the pillow.

A sinking feeling drapes over your shoulders, your legs feel stiff, and the contentment, the joy, and all calming emotions slowly ooze out of you. A tall lengthy figure stands over you, your back turned to it while its blaring red eyes watch you like a predator watching its prey. You feel an ache in your chest start to build up, the growing anxiety makes your stomach twist and suck in. The pillow is held tight against you.

“Now who might you be starlight?”

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MOON HAS MADE AN APPEARANCE!! Hope you all like chapter two! Any and all support is greatly appreciated

#fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #moondrop #sundrop #sundrop/moondrop x reader #daycare attendant x reader #daycare attendent #fnaf security breach #angst #x reader #x gn reader #x gender neutral reader

[oh-katsuki]

okay I just read your stsg fic and right after the tendou fic and for some reason my brain started combining the two and I started thinking stsg + stepcest + older brothers best friend and idk....I'm into it I think

hmmNMJFDNAGFJKRNGVJKREN oh ill THROW UP THAT'S SO FNRIJEAGVNREJGNRJBVNREJLKN SEXXYYY HFNREJKANVGJREHKABV sorry if this makes so sense im like drooling and hollering at the screen and everything

cw: fem!reader, use of she/her pronouns, stepcest (but gojo lowkey is imagining it's incest sorry), i say SISTER CUNT!, vaginal fingering, threesome, suguru is basically a spectator but he loves it, everyone is so strange and disgusting ill moan

ugh satoru as the overly clingy big brother type. the kind that makes the people around him mildly uncomfortable because he absolutely has a sister complex. he's even gone so far as to share an apartment with you while you're in university, makes the financial burden a little easier.

he's like.... infatuated. he thinks that you're fucking precious and so damn pretty it makes him sick. satoru just can't get over how obsessed with you he is. to him, you're the perfect little sister.

the age gap isn't all that big. four years, give or take a few, but satoru still treats you like you'll break. he likes to spoil you. likes to buy you things and feed you and make you feel pretty.

thing is though, he also obsesses over who you date. satoru likes to know who you're seeing, when you're seeing them, and how far you're going with them. of course, you'd never tell him if you were fucking someone or not, so he's left to assume. satoru's gotta fill in the gaps. he knows you're having sex though. there's really no way he couldn't, what with the way you stay out at night.

and suguru... suguru is satoru's best friend from college. a bit of a brute, with a silver tongue and a borderline twisted sense of humor, the two of them are like peas in a pod.

of course, suguru knows you. satoru's pretty little sister who is either an idiot or willfully ignorant to her brother's overt sexual obsession with her. it's a little funny to suguru actually, just how fucked up satoru is over you. of course, he probably would be too if he lived in the place you showered in. that would send any guy in his right might a little fucking bonkers and satoru has never been all too deep on the sane end of things.

course, things change a little when suguru starts letting satoru talk about you. he listens while satoru goes on about the guy you're seeing, the person you fucked this weekend, how pretty you looked this morning when you woke up. you know, the weird and obsessive shit satoru is pretty much known for when it comes to you.

things just sort of... happen from there out. they watch you when you're in the room, touch you softly while you're sitting on the couch with them, till eventually, they've got you spread open across their laps with satoru's fingers in your pussy and suguru coaxing you both through it.

suguru watches over your shoulder from where satoru is crouched between your legs, slowly sliding his fingers in and out of you. it's the gentlest of touches, just to make you feel good. satoru wants to make you feel good so badly.

he just wants to see you fall apart, to melt at his fingertips. so he curls his fingers slowly while his best friend watches with a chin resting on your shoulder. suguru's got you from under your thighs, holding them up and spread so that satoru can get a proper angle on your tight sister cunt.

and you, pretty you, are caught in the middle. satoru mumbles into your thigh that it's okay, that you're allowed to feel good with them, that he's going to take care of his little sister (and he doesn't bother to add the 'step' before it). suguru, who you've always been intimidated by, speaks directly into your ear, asking if you plan on cumming for satoru any time soon, to which satoru remarks that you can take as long as you want.

big brother's gonna make you feel good, okay? he says.

it's so fucking disgusting that you think you might cum on the spot.

#[ 🏩 – chatting ] #tw: stepcest #im so JFNEJKWfnerjgnrejgnrjeagnvreanvgjerngvjlre #MOAANANNNING

[rising-volteccers]

Whenever I see Friede get inconvenienced in the episodes, I can't pass up the chance to write something out of it. One of my close friends said that it's an endearing trait of mine to see an opportunity for h/c and jump on it, so here's a short, self indulgent piece post HZ030 haha!

Series: Pokemon Horizons

Characters: Friede, Murdock

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After they've finished breakfast out on the deck, everyone pitched in to clean up the table. Diana, Liko and Roy carried used dishes while Mollie and Orla picked up other dishware before heading towards the kitchen. That left Friede and Murdock to do the heavy lifting by putting away the foldable table and chairs brought out from the meeting room.

When Friede bent down to pick up a couple of chairs, a strange wave of dizziness hit him. He just about prevented himself from falling over by reaching out to the nearest object for support. In this case, Murdock bit back a yelp from the abrupt hand that clasped his shoulder.

“H-Hey! I was carrying–oh, are you alright?” When Murdock looked over his shoulder, he found Friede with his other hand on the table, head dipped while he took in deep, steadying breaths.

“Yeah, ‘m fine,” Friede eventually responded. Once the dizziness passed, he pulled away from Murdock, blinking rapidly until his friend’s worried visage came into view. Friede automatically wore an assuring smile. “Sorry, guess I moved too quickly.”

“Are you sure about that? I can handle things if you need to sit down.”

“Pretty sure! It was just a one time thing. Now come on, let's not keep the others waiting! There's a mountain of stuff to clean up, yeah?”

Friede once again reached for the chairs, though this time he made sure to move a little more carefully. Aside from feeling oddly tired, he didn't get any other dizzy spells throughout the walk towards the kitchen.

Afterwards, he could tell that Murdock kept a subtle eye on him by giving him lighter tasks. As that strange fatigue persisted, Friede didn't object to the lessened workload. It already took effort to act normally around the rest of the crew until they were done.

While everyone else left the kitchen to go about their day, Friede hung back until it was just him and Murdock left. Only then did he plop down onto a chair, legs splayed with his head resting atop folded arms.

For the next ten or so minutes, Murdock focused on drying up the washed dishes so he could store them away. He didn’t start up a conversation with Friede, opting to give his friend some time to rest. Perhaps then he’d share how he truly felt. Once he put away the tableware, Murdock went to the table and took a seat on the empty chair next to Friede’s.

“Are you sure you're alright? You look wiped and it's only after breakfast,” Murdock questioned, breaking the silence that had settled in the kitchen. That concerned look made an appearance again on his face.

Friede turned his head till his half lidded eyes met Murdock's. “Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm fine. Don't know why I got really tired all of a sudden.”

“Think it's a sign that you're getting sick?” If that was the case, Murdock would have to bring out the recipe for his soups that he’d make whenever one of them felt unwell. 

“No, at least I don’t think so. I don’t feel sick or anything. Just tired,” Friede replied, eyes sliding shut. “Which is weird cause I got enough sleep last night. Had a nice breakfast too so that should’ve energized me. Instead it feels like my energy got sapped.”

“Huh, that is weird.” Murdock crossed his arms as he tried to figure out what other reason led to his friend’s strange lethargy. Since Friede wasn’t on night shift yesterday, Murdock more or less trusted that he spoke the truth about getting enough sleep. He was also right in that eating the hearty breakfast prepared should have given him the energy to go about his day, not drain it.

What was different about today? Everyone ate together on the deck, though half the Pokemon didn’t really touch their food because they were asleep–

Wait, that’s it!

“You drank out of that Sinistea earlier.”

“Yeah? Nastiest thing I’ve tasted–oh. Oh.” Friede suddenly groaned out loud, burying his face into his arms again. Murdock can’t quite catch his grumblings but he was certain it involved his misgivings towards the Sinistea.

“You can’t really blame the little one. From how Diana put it, that Sinistea was just recently born. It didn’t know any better.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.” Friede once again turned his head to look at Murdock, sporting quite the miserable expression now that the mystery had been solved. People who accidentally ingested Sinistea not only got their tastebuds ruined, they also get their vitality sapped away. Seeing that the Sinistea was recently born and he almost immediately spat out the liquid, it didn’t really get into his body. Still, he probably accidentally swallowed some in his surprise, triggering its effects however delayed it was.

“At least we know the cause. I’m guessing what you need now is plenty of rest to replenish the energy?”

“Yeah. I already did plenty of that before…” Friede recalled the previous week of being laid out for a few days due to his bruised back. It dampened his mood to know that he’d have to rest some more in order to recover. He really felt like the universe was out for him with how the past couple of weeks went. 

“It’s only until you’ve got your energy back.” Murdock did look sympathetic. He knew all too well how Friede got when he was forced to slow down and rest for long periods of time. “How about you go back to your room and see about getting some sleep? Maybe you’ll feel better after a nap.”

Friede groaned once more but eventually, he did push himself into sitting up again. Running a hand down his face, his eyes flicker to Murdock. 

“You got things handled?”

“Yeah, you can trust me. Get some rest. I’ll wake you up for lunch later.”

Murdock reached out to offer a hand for Friede to take when he stood up. He didn’t look dizzied from the action so Murdock trusted him to make it safely back to his room. Once Friede left the kitchen, Murdock headed towards the fridge to pull out some ingredients. Perhaps a hearty stew was just what Friede needed to boost his energy later…

#Pokemon Horizons #Anipoke #Pokeani #Professor Friede #Murdock (Pokemon) #Hana writes stuff

[eryanlainfa]

I just realized that even though i see your art of him and you talk about him a lot, i don't actually know anything about aiden. so. infodump to me about your OC lore please.

!!!! hi <3 I have SO MUCH to say about Aiden- and yet I don't share that much about them! I draw them a lot but never give much context, my bad xP

I did answer an ask a while ago about them here if you want! it has all the basic infos you might need and I've just updated it a bit because some stuff was outdated and I wanted to add some details. I also think you can find (very) few things in the eryanwrites tag

But you're asking for infodumping so!!! Imma infodump MORE >:3c

(this is in addition to the post I linked- you might want to read said post before, to have more context)

⚙ Backstory stuff

Despite being born in Old Corona, Aiden spent half of their childhood in another village even farther away from the capital. This village is run by a small saporian community and was mostly filled with travelers so people tended to come and go, lots of witches came by looking to seal their power to pass as human. So Aiden and their parents were easily welcomed there.

When Aiden was a child, the local Grandma (Aiden never learnt her name- she was just referred by everyone as Grandma) used to play with Aiden's hair a lot while she told stories. Aiden avoided cutting their hair for her, and even after her death they still refused to cut it.

Said Grandma was the village's healer and quickly became Aiden's role model. She was the first person to mentor Aiden in their quest to become a physician.

Aiden's second mentor is the current royal physician, the only one who didn't leave when the Queen got sick and no one could find a cure. Both of Aiden's mentor were/are unhinged and definetly shouldn't be trusted to teach children but that's why I love them.

Aiden is very not normal about human bodies. Both because of autism and the way their mentors educated them about it. Aiden is pretty desentisized about stuff most people would find gross.

⚙ Aiden's relationship with other characters

Aiden has a pretty good relationship with their parents. They're very loving people but a tad overprotective, it kinda made Aiden avoid talking to them about big problems because he was scared to worry them more than necessary, but overall they all love and care for each others. Aiden is just terrible at understanding and communicating his own needs.

They have many friends within the castle since they've been working here for a while now. They're also known outside of the capital since his mentor sometimes send them away, either on errand or to take care of villages without doctors.

Aiden isn't close to the main cast of tts, beside Varian. He respects and admires most of them but he doesn't consider them friends since he never really got interested in getting closer to them. They do know they can count on him when any of them gets hurt or sick, it's his job after all.

Aiden has a bestie- his name is Daniel, he's the son of the merchants proccuring most herbs for the physicians, and is currently part of the royal guards. He isn't a very fun person but Aiden enjoys how down to earth he can be.

⚙ random stuff

During the series Aiden went through like... 4 different leg prosthesis in one year because people (bad guy of the season) kept on breaking it. (I'll admit it was my go-to excuse as to why Aiden doesn't appear in canon. They're always off screen doing random things or laying on the floor stuck somewhere 😔)

They're very sensitive to temperatures since the Storm that made them lose their leg.

Aiden's magic got sealed by a tattoo on their back when they were very young, so as they grew up the tattoo got deformed and the seal weakened. Their extended family is the ones completely getting rid of it- by removing part of the skin. Hopefully for Aiden he was under hypnosis when that happens and he has no memories of it whatsoever. Varian is the one who found out about it and it made him really mad.

So you know Venefica's magic is linked to mind control. And Aiden caught feelings for Varian long before he caught feelings for them himself. Varian is very obvious about his feelings, yet Aiden doesn't acknowledge it at all. That's because they're somehow convinced Varian's feelings aren't genuine and is caused by their own magic they never learnt to control.

I mentioned witches cannot break promises so they avoid doing any, since it can easily end badly for them. Aiden (so far) made 2 : one to Quirin and one to Donella. The first one lowkey resulted in the loss of their leg. The second brought distrust between them and Varian. So yeah. Promises bad.

The only reason Hugo is allowed to call them Hobble is because he helped a lot with their prosthesis and still does

⚙ shipping stuff

At this point if you don't know I ship Aiden with both Varian and Hugo then-.. Idk how you escaped all my posting about them but I admire that, this is impressive. Anyway-

I wanted to try doing an actual love triangle so when each of them catch feelings it starts with : Aiden -> Hugo ; Hugo -> Varian ; Varian -> Aiden. Then things just... happen and at some point they all have feelings for both of the other and they are struggling to figure out what to do about it.

The first two to get into a relationship are Aiden and Hugo, but it's not really romantic, they're just having fun. Hugo quickly understood Varian was the team leader but the boy kept Aiden in high regard, so getting Aiden on his side would eventually bring Varian to it too. Aiden is very aware of it and is fine with it as long as Hugo isn't actively trying to get them hurt.

I have.. the worst love triangle dynamic chart ever :

I don't even know if its readable to others but oh well-

Anyway. I think that's enough! If any question rises I'll love to asnwer them! About Aiden or other ocs or timeline stuff- or aus- anything is fine

#sorry if any of this doesnt make sense ggkfldldld #its okay if you dont read all of it- no worries ^^ #eryanwrites #eryanswers #Vat7k aiden #Vat7k oc #writingraccoon #tangled oc #tts oc

[wraithsoutlaws]

Honestly I'd like to ask you about the thought behind all of Dagger's design cus it's so fuckin' sick and your art is sick (I'd buy an art book of Ur art) I'm like actually slightly ignoring the ask prompt thing u reblogged so I hope you don't mind but do Dagger's tattoos have any meaning? They're all very cool and I'm going to stop talking now before I ramble about how sick (positive) your art is

aaaaaAh omg i don't mind at all this made me so happy :') thank you so much i'm!! really flattered and happy you like 'em!! there is some meaning behind some of them, and some of them are just a little silly. i've also been in the process of actually trying to fully finalize them (they've sort of been ~up in the air~ for a long time/subject to change)

his most important tattoo is the heart/snake/dagger on his torso:

i've messed with the look of it a lot. originally the dagger went straight up his torso, but i think the angled placement works a little better. the right side is still a WIP, but it's probably more in line with what i want (partially because he's /also/ supposed to have a really big "M" shaped scar that covers his torso as well, and i think it looks really messy with all these elements running vertical on him which is why it hardly makes it into my art). ANYWAY, this one is meant to signify his self-transformation into the "Dagger" persona. the heart in the middle is representative of his humanity, or who he once was as a child. the snake is who he grew into and what generally harbors a lot of his self-hatred and guilt (which is sort of another post worth of Lore so I won't go there rn), and the knife represents who he makes himself, choosing to kill the other parts of who he is and severing himself from the past (including that humanity and guilt). It's his self-made rebirth, no longer beholden to the cycles and feelings of the person he used to be. the "unkillable" beneath the handle is a newer addition, but it's just edgelord enough that i know he'd have it. in a sense, he's killed himself already and now nobody else gets the pleasure of doing so.

now the rest of his tattoos are just kinda stupid and that's why i love them.

the "FVCK" tattoo on his left arm was the first one he got and he gave it to himself stick-n-poke style when he was 16.

the abomination on the right hasn't made it into artwork yet because i'm constantly changing my mind of where i want it. most likely it's on his left shoulder blade and it's pretty self-explanatory. the man loves cigarettes. he got this one in his late teens when he was riding with a group of smugglers between texas and mexico, drunk in front of a campfire, and of course, smoking. (it's worth mentioning that i haven't gotten tattoo mods for him, and though he keeps a big portion of the vanilla tattoos on the front, none of the back piece is canon for him.)

he has a rat king on his thigh (also self-explanatory), as well as cockroach's little rat prints running up the side of his leg.

the last Definite tattoo he has is a small scorpion on his back (as reference to the scorpion and the frog. dagger's in a constant cycle of self-destruction. he's both the scorpion and the frog).

#oc: dagger #behold. equal parts edgelord and dumbass #OH i forgot about the smile on his neck! that's mostly just something he got to be Scary/monsterous #a symbol of the joy he takes doing what he does :D #ty again i cannot overemphasize how happy your comments made me!!! #and im also realizing i forgot his chin tattoo fdsklafjdskla fuckn..... #the chin tattoo he got when he was accepted into the formerly mentioned group of smugglers #and sort of 'chosen' by the leader to take over. #and again mentioning that though he has the wings on the sides of his face in pics it's also not canon for him

[faofinn]

27. Uncooperative Patient

"Tai? Tai?"' Harrison repeated, waiting for his husband to respond. "Tai."

"What?!" He whipped around, snapping at Harrison. 

"Hey don't yell at me." He frowned, hurt. "You were the one ignoring me."

"Yeah, well, maybe I just want some bloody peace and quiet away from your pestering."

"What are you on about?" Harrison took a step towards where Tai was sitting at the kitchen island. "I'm confused."

"All of this I'm sick of, sick of all the pestering, it's just again and again. It's like you don't know what I'm doing and I'm always doing it."

Harrison narrowed his eyes, watching Tai critically. "How's that?! 

"As if you don't know." He scoffed, shoving the chair back with a clatter. It hit the floor with an awful bang, and White Harrison grimaced, Tai didn't even seem to notice.

"Why don't we go sit in the living room?" Harrison offered. 

"There you go again! You know what I think about that. And they're just as bad, you're just not getting it are you? Fucking stupid. I don't know why I bother." 

Harrison gave a sharp sigh. "Where's your phone, Tai?"

"I'm not going to tell you that, am I? You'll take it off me like you've taken everything else, like the kids. Look at them. They've fucking gone, haven't they? An' scout. None of them like you. I don't fucking like you."

"Yeah, there's a long list, I'm sure.” He muttered, turning to rummage in the junk drawer. "Sit down, will you? I need to do your sugar."

“'No,you don't."

"Yeah, I do." He shrugged, moving to stand in front of Tai. "Give me a finger."

He stuck the middle one up. "Fuck off."

Despite the situation, Harrison had to laugh. "Yeah, I deserved that one. I still need to check your sugars, love. Just a second, yeah?"

Harrison wasn't expecting it, Tai taking a sharp step forward and shoving his husband square in the chest. It jarred his leg, and it was a surprisingly strong shove, sending Harrison tumbling back, unbalanced and unexpecting.

He cracked the back of his head against the cabinets, his back dragging down the edges of the doors.

Stars danced in Harrison's vision, pain immediately lancing down his neck and back, across his ribs, and annoyingly enough around his prosthesis.

It took him a moment for him to manage to catch his breath, and even then it was forced. Despite feeling like he was dying, he forced himself to his knees, and then staggered to his feet. It was all too similar to his accident, his mind reeling and trying not to dissolve into panic.

He knew he couldn't, though, knew Tai needed him. He grabbed the glucagon kit from the top drawer and managed to stumble into the living room. He sent out a quick emergency text to anyone that was around while he was at it; he knew he'd need help one way or another.

Tai was sitting on the sofa in the living room when Harrison found him, grumbling away to himself and covered in sweat. "Tai?"

"What do you want?"

"You must be feeling pretty shit, yeah? You gonna let me help you?" He was more than a little worried to get close, and spied his phone on the coffee table. He edged forward, tapping on the screen. Alert after alert after alert. Goddammit Tai. The CGM moved slower than capillary, and he didn't want to imagine where it actually was. He was all too aware what had happened the last time it got too low.

"Yeah, I feel like fucking shit." 

Harrison nodded, one hand behind him as he sat by Tai's side. He was grateful his husband was still wearing a T-shirt, despite the weather outside, and briefly rested his hand on his bicep.

"Have you tried doing your sugars?"

"No, I don't care about them. I just feel shit, you're not helping and I'm sick of it." He started rambling again, barely making sense. Harrison knew he didn't have long, and he only had one chance. He took a breath to try and stop the nausea, and stabbed him. There was time for niceties or soft touches, quickly injecting the glucagon and deftly locking the needle away.

Tai shouted, a mix of pain and surprise, but Harrison had already moved away. He'd not made it far, missing the bin as he lost his breakfast on the carpet. Great. It only seemed to make it worse, and he groaned, suddenly glad of the other sofa behind his leg. He collapsed gratefully onto it, letting his eyes close for just a second. 

"What the fuck, Hars?!"

"You act like a dick, you get treated like one." He muttered under his breath. "It's for your own good, love. You're having a hypo. You're not you."

"Fuck off."

"Once you're back up, sure.” He pulled his phone out, dialling for an ambulance. As much as he'd done all he could, and normally would have been able to manage it himself, he knew if things didn't improve then he wouldn't be able to help. He could feel wetness down his back and a ginger feel across the back of his head brought back red. Even better. 

He struggled through the operator's questions, finding it harder to think with each one. Tai, at least, looked better, no longer shaking as much as he had been. 

There was a clatter from the front door, the scarper of paws on wood, and the kids announcing they were home. Harrison sighed. This was going to be fun to explain. 

"Living room, we've had a bit of an issue." He called.

“Dad?” Alfie called, frowning. “What’s happened?” 

"Dad's had a hypo. Can you grab the rest of the sugary stuff? And some toast?" 

Shit. “Yeah. Kieran?” He turned to his brother. “Do the toast?” He asked, and his brother did, whilst Alfie padded into the living room. It was a state, Harrison with blood dripping from his nose, Tai collapsed on the other sofa looking awful. There was vomit on the carpet too, though he honestly had no idea who’s it was, they both looked awful.

“What the fuck?”

"Yeah, I know." Harrison shook his head. "Don't even start."

He took in the absolute state of the room, pressing his lips together. “Has dad had something, at least?”

"Glucagon." He said, holding the phone out. "Speak to the ambulance?"

“Uh, yeah.” He said, taking the phone.

Harrison knew better than to try standing, just glad he'd dragged the bin closer. He'd hoped he'd grow out of the vomiting after every head injury, but it just felt like it got worse each time. He groaned, stomach spasming as he buried his head. 

Alfie winced, watching his dad vomit again, before he tried to answer the operator’s questions, vague on the details. 

With another groan, Harrison raised his head. He roughly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, making an unimpressed noise as he wiped blood from his nose. There was a flash of panic that he couldn't quite hide, but his worry for Tai easily overshadowed it. 

Alfie couldn’t help the jolt of worry at the sight of his Dad, the blood dripping from his nose. Neither of them looked well, and the operator at the other end of the phone reassured him that they were on their way as soon as they could be. Kieran had appeared with the toast and other things for Tai, offering to him and trying to ignore the state of the room. Neither parent looked well, and the twins were out of their depth completely. They knew how to manage Tai’s diabetes, of course, but with Harrison looking so ill too, they didn’t have anyone to help them. 

"What's his sugars doing, Kit?"

Kieran had grabbed his Dad’s phone, open to the CGM’s app. “Better, coming up now.” He said. Tai looked better, too, no longer as agitated, and was eating the toast without protest. 

He shot them a smile. "Thanks, boys. Sorry you had to come into this."

“Are you okay?” He asked. “You look like shit.”

"I just took a tumble, I'm fine."

“You’re bleeding and you’ve been sick.”

"Head injuries bleed a lot. It's fine."

“Alfie is on the phone to the ambulance.”

Harrison hummed. "Yeah, for dad."

“Like you don’t need it too.”

"Course not. I need Tai sorted, then I can go to bed."

Given the seriousness of the situation, the ambulance arrived quickly, and Alfie rushed to the door to let him in, Keiran still trying to get Tai to eat. 

“They’re in here. It’s kind of bad…”

Harrison glanced up, offering a sheepish smile. "I'm not the one I called about, I'm fine enough. Tai had a hypo."

“You don’t look too great yourself.” One said, whilst the other radioed for another set of hands. This was definitely more complicated than a simple hypo. 

"I'm just concussed a bit. I'm always sick, I've got a bit of a lac to the back of my head, but I don't think it's that bad."

“What happened?”

Harrison glanced at the twins before returning his gaze to the floor. "I fell."

“Can you talk me through how you fell?”

"Nope. I'm not your patient. Tai is."

“You both are at this point, I’m afraid.”

"Nah, I'm good."

“With a concussion you don’t get to make that choice.”

Harrison narrowed his eyes at him. "Ah, fuck."

“You know I’m right. How did you fall?”

"Backwards, against the kitchen cabinets."

“Ah. Did you lose consciousness? Black out?”

"Remember the whole thing, got really dizzy and couldn't see properly. Winded, too, with how I hit the bench. Took a moment, followed Tai through here, managed to get his glucagon in and then I started throwing up. I always have done." He gave as much information as he could get away with while withholding the important bits. "I'm just a bit concussed, head injuries just piss everywhere, that's all. I'm really not that bad, I just need a lie down."

“You’ll get a lie down.” He reassured him. “That’s a significant fall, you and I both know that.”

"A lie down in my own bed."

“Not going to happen I’m afraid."

"I'm not being rude to you, but that's bullshit." He sighed. "On second thoughts, you carry ondansetron?"

“Not being rude, eh? Yes, we carry ondansetron.”

"You can stab me for being rude then. I won’t say no to that." He adjusted his grip on the bin, trying and failing to breathe through it. 

“Now you want something from us.” They knew Harrison, often seeing him at work, and knew where they could tease. That was flirting the limit, but he hoped it would be okay. 

Harrison huffed. "Ah, but look. I pretty much fixed your patient for you."

“I suppose you helped.”

"Didn't want you to feel like I was doing all the hard work though." He broke off to vomit, giving a quiet apology before continuing. "So I decided to make another patient for you."

“Let me get that ondansetron sorted for you, then.” He said, reassuring him. But things were serious, especially with the vomiting. 

"Yeah, thanks." He murmured. "What's Tai's sugars at?"

“Uh, 3.5 at the moment.”

"Mm, okay. He's coming up alright then."

“Going in the right direction.”

"I got a 1.3 on his phone."

“So likely even lower? Okay, yeah. Explains things.”

"Couldn't get a fingerprick."

“We’ve managed one, which is good.”

"Yeah, he's more compliant now."

“Things are moving in the right direction.”

Harrison retched. "Well, it makes one of us."

The other para had sorted the ondansetron quickly enough, and returned to Harrison. “Here, got this antisickness for you.”

"Who's the lucky one that gets to stab me?"

“That would be me.”

"I'm not gonna judge you, just stab me once yeah?"

“That’s the plan.” He said, getting his kit sorted. “Can get you some pain relief too, if you need it?”

"I might take you up on that."

“Alright, I can get that sorted in a mo.” He said, finding a good vein and prepping it carefully. “Right, sharp scratch.”

Harrison hummed, letting him get on with it. He focused on trying not to be sick while he worked, all too aware of being on the other side of things. 

He got it in easily, and it flushed nicely. “There. Just gonna get this antisickness in for you now, well done.” 

"Thanks."

“Hopefully this second crew should be here shortly and we can get you both off to hospital. Have you got someone to come and be with the kids?”

"Kit and Bug are seventeen."

“I’m sure it would be nice for them to have someone with them?”

"I don't know if anyone replied." He was starting to get more than a little tired of the situation, the nausea still there and the pain creeping in.

“Do you want us to call someone?”

"Maybe, yeah."

“How’s that pain? Do you want something?”

#sicktember 2023 #27. uncooperative patient #whump writing #whump prompt #harrison cunningham #taidgh cole #alfie cunningham-cole #kieran cunningham-cole #head injury #hypoglycemia #diabetic hypo #agitation #taidgh is pretty beefy #poor hars #bit of ptsd #attacked #they're both uncooperative lol

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hiii hope all is well!

i wanted to know about ur mermaid dr cause i dont think youve talked about it before??

how long did you spend in that dr in total?

do mermaids speak in a different language?

were there any mermaid specific foods you ate

if so what were they and how did they taste?

did you have any powers as a mermaid?

did this dr follow any kind of "plot" for lack of a better word?

what did having a tail feel like?

was their any cool history about mermaids that you learned during ur stay?

-🌧 anon

Oh fun!! No I don't think I've ever talked about my mermaid DR here!

A few notes just for reference; this DR was heavily inspired by Barbie Mermaidia and the actual environment plus what we looked like was basically a direct ripoff from that. Humans exist there and they've always known about merpeople - we're pretty well integrated actually. Pollution doesn't exist and the oceans are pretty clean! Merpeople breathe oxygen (we actually have gills!) so we can be out of water but not for too long or we do risk "drying out" (aka dying). Houses were usually completely underwater but there were a lot of homes with an upstairs out of water that you could swim up to.

Hm... iirc, I think I spent about four-ish years? I remember when I first shifted there I was 15 and when I left I was 19! So... I'm not sure about the specific time spent, but it was around four years.

So in my DR, merpeople spoke whatever human language they were around and specific merpeople languages! We had a "general" language that basically everyone spoke and then a lot of regional differences, some more intense than others. Also I'm sorry for being boring but the general language was literally just called Shui. I don't know why my mind did me like that 😐

Cuisine differed from area to area but most merpeople ate fish and plants! It was actually pretty similar to what humans do just in the ocean. Bigger mammals were usually a no-go just for safety but I did try shark once. I didn't love it to be honest hahah Also! We couldn't get sick from mercury! Tuna was really common and a lot of seafood contains mercury so I scripted that it wasn't an issue.

In terms of specific recipes, there was one dish that was basically like pasta but with wakame instead and had pieces of whatever fish was available. It was really good! Not everyone is a fan of the texture though. We also had a version of khanom chan that was made with seaweed! It was often flavored with underwater fruits and tropical fruits :)

I didn't have any powers! Unless you count being able to breathe underwater and swim super fast?

No, there wasn't a big plot! I really just wanted to enjoy being a mermaid hahah I went to school and I got a job watching pets at some point (yes we had pets it was the coolest thing ever - the most common pets were crabs and penguins for some reason).

Having a tail felt very natural but definitely different! It feels a lot more... powerful (?) than human legs! I also remember having a revelation of feeling like a bird because you could flap your tail a lot to gain momentum and then stop moving it but still swim forward because of that momentum. It was pretty cool actually

Cool history... there used to be a lot of ancient civilizations that lived on and around islands! When I shifted there, we mostly lived underwater (plus occasionally above water because of the houses but it was still in the middle of the ocean), so learning about the merpeople who lived on islands was really neat to me. They basically built houses around the island and then made manmade rivers that through the islands to use the resources on them. Apparently, they also built something that was similar to a wheelchair to move better but no one's been able to find solid proof of that so we don't know... (personally, I think they did!)

Anyway, this was really fun! Thank you for the question!! This DR was so much fun and really healing for my inner child hahah I definitely recommend having a mermaid DR it's so cool to be able to just swim and breathe underwater

#letters 🎀 #dr storytime #🌧 anon

[itsbenedict]

Two-Faced Jewel: Thunderbrush 19

Let's Get Zombies Out Of The Way

A conwoman disguised as a noble and the delegation of university students studying her have arrived in the jungle city of Thunderbrush, ruled by ancient dryads and organized crime. Will they manage to stay uninvolved in shady conspiracies? (No.)

Story so far | Session log index | Previous session

Last time, the party made some preparations for a trip to Dead Jane's territory, a circle of land centered on a long-since-incommunicado ghost dryad who emits a field of magical murder radiation that kills everything in like a hundred meter radius. Why are they doing this? They got a hot tip from an evil vampire who works for a gang of shady mafia information brokers that said some people from a conspiracy would be there. This is a good enough reason to go on a deadly adventure!

Anyway the magical murder radiation doesn't technically kill everything, and the things it doesn't kill might also kill them, so they've got a few issues getting inside.

First things first is getting there- though it's not as difficult as their prep makes it out to be. They've got to pass through three Stumps' territories- the Green Hats, the Oaken Casket, and the Gentle Chains- but for the most part, this isn't a real obstacle. This wooded area is still part of the city, with a lot of these trees having buildings built into or on top of them, and the Stumps really only care about defending their territory from rival gangs. Civilians like the party are mostly ignored, except by the various oversized spiders and other unpleasant jungle fauna that occupy these woods. There's a risk of getting jumped, but the party's stealth more than suffices to cover the distance.

After securing a safe route, the stealthy and invisible members of the party call in their backup- mainly Orluthe and his clanky armor and heavy backpack. While they wait, Saelhen proffers AMAZING DEALS.

Saelhen happens to have right here... a jar of honey! A jar of honey containing a weird prickly vine (weird, where'd she get that from? hasn't come up before...) and a good deal of extremely deadly neurotoxin pilfered from some of the evil stuff that bit her in her bracer dimension and extracted by Looseleaf.

The deer moves with an unnatural gait- its legs don't move in sync with each other. It's like it's playing QWOP with its own body. It's pretty horrific, but not as horrific as the bevy of deer puns that happen during this brief combat encounter:

Saelhen: [I suppose it's time to get to the hart of the matter.] [Though I suppose we won't need to rack our brains for this encounter.] Oliver: [You could also stop with the puns, doe.] Saelhen: [Oyobi, I'm happy to give you free rein here, dear.] Oyobi: [Don't worry- I can... h'antler.] [Uh, him.] Saelhen: [Boo.] [Hiss.] [Pathetic.] [I no longer trust you to do incredible violence.] Oliver: [You're the one who didn't want to part with the poison without making a buck first.]

As they're dealing with this thing, Miriko shows up (she wasn't initially with the group) and helpfully informs them that this is a revenant.

Revenants are the victims of revenant bugs- colonies of tiny flat bugs that slip beneath the tissues of corpses and use them to try and kill more living things to lay offspring in and infest. They use silk strands and incredible teamwork to animate their hosts, acting as a sort of auxiliary musculoskeletal system! Nature is amazing!

Saelhen decapitates the thing with knives, which makes a zombie deer a whole lot less threatening.

With that out of the way, it's time to actually enter the zone- and as soon as Looseleaf takes her first step inside, she feels like she's dying. She can't point to specific damage being done- she just feels sick. She's queasy and her head hurts and it feels like she hasn't eaten in days.

On using her spirit magic... she's able to determine that what's happening is that her spirit has been turned into a corpse, and her body is just taking a while to catch up. There's a spiritual force being exerted on it, just like her own magic.

She's able to manually make repairs to her spirit, since the actual difference, physically, between being alive and being a corpse... not that big. The cells of her body are being screwed with just enough to make them nonfunctional, and she can put them back easily enough.

But having to constantly re-heal herself and all her teammates in this place would be a giant pain in the ass- so she tries employing her own spiritual force to push back against this effect and stop it from affecting her in the first place.

She rolls a crit fail versus the effect's crit success.

The force of it doesn't seem to be pushing as quickly as Looseleaf can, but she can't just completely repel it- she has to let it do its thing and correct the damage as it occurs. What this means is... she has to constantly heal everyone, and nobody can stray too far from Looseleaf (or Orluthe, who has divine healing available), or else they'll just run out of HP. Ouch.

A side effect of this, though, is that Looseleaf and Saelhen get to make a sort of knowledge check about another tree that might know spirit magic:

Hm! Dryads can do that, huh? That's! Concerning!

This has some pretty grim implications for how much they can trust Evelyn, one of the few ghost dryads who isn't running a crime empire- but they've got a job to do here. They've reached Dead Jane proper- and there's a bunch more revenants to contend with.

It's time for combat! We've got two revenant panthers, three revenant halflings, and a GIANT revenant spider perched up on the staircase that's been carved into one of Dead Jane's roots.

Saelhen opens by throwing knives and slicing off a revenant panther's dessicated legs, immobilizing the nearest one and functionally taking it out. Oliver pursues the same general idea, dumping a bunch of pneumantic goo on the other panther to keep it from moving temporarily (until the goo evaporates into pneuma, anyway). Big cats are definitely more dangerous than humans as zombies, right? Take them out first and don't give them a chance to attack! And don't provoke that giant spid-

Oyobi has other ideas, because she loves nothing more than Leeroy Jenkinsing at the biggest baddest monster available. She splits from the group and charges the thing to slash at its face.

Miriko uses Mirage Coordinator, which basically just means watching the battlefield and granting teammates free dodge attempts. Orluthe chops at the nearest human, and cleaves it from its neck to its waist... which doesn't kill it, because those were not the parts necessary for locomotion. It's about to counterattack... but then Vayen does something unexpected: Helping At All. He fries it with lightning.

On the enemy turn, the giant spider is about to punish Oyobi for her hubris, right?

ha ha ha no she rolls a crit success on dodge

The spider does have a second attack, though, albeit a lot less dangerous- it tramples her and pins her to the floor under its weight. Everyone takes damage from the death miasma, and then...

Well, Saelhen throws some knives, and Iska-via-Orluthe throws a divine fireball, and the spider is reduced to half health. Which... triggers a special ability!

Luckily, Oliver has the perfect solution to a swarm of tiny monster bugs: an AoE attack! His pneumantic pressure bombs make short work of the swarm of baby spiders, at the cost of dealing a little damage to Oyobi, too. He can't do that and keep up his stealth spell though, failing the roll to maintain it.

The party continues throwing damage at this spider while Oyobi tries to extricate herself, because this thing still won't fucking die aaaaaaa, but it's not enough to take it out.

not that oyobi doesn't KEEP MAKING EVERY SINGLE DODGE EVERY TIME SHE GETS ATTACKED THOUGH. the only way she's going to get hurt is if the party's least helpful party member does something about it!

The spider is finished off, and somehow Oyobi still hasn't lost all her hit points from that.

Oyobi shakily gets to her feet and limps over to Looseleaf, brushing a smoldering hair out of her eye. "Roomie," she says, "I'm invincible." Then she falls down.

The remaining halfling revenants didn't seem to aggro the party throughout all that- and the party's able to mop them up pretty effectively. Looting the corpses... they find unfamiliar antler tattoos on their necks, but the only actual loot is an ostentatious gold necklace with a picture of a cottage embossed on it. Oliver feels a vague tingle putting it on, which is scary, so he has Looseleaf scan it.

With a success... it turns out this thing was supposed to be a protective amulet of some kind, but it's apparently been damaged. Currently it's doing nothing but slowly leaking mana from its battery all over the wearer.

Oliver attempts to repair it... and fails the roll. But... there's a Luck mechanic in my new system, see. You can spend Luck before a roll for free to boost it by 10, or you can spend it after the roll to get the same boost but take a Karma, which lets me sabotage later rolls. He takes two to boost his repair attempt to a full success. So... now he has a magic amulet he can turn on to grant himself +1 Armor, which is a big deal when a baseline basic attack usually does 2. It's a little awkward, though, since it's not permeable to air and doesn't let you breathe- you have to activate it when you're expecting to get hit and hold your breath.

...Unfortunately, the amulet repels physical blows, and doesn't do jack shit against the magic death field, which is probably part of why it was found being worn by a shambling corpse. Whoops!

Still, they've made it to Dead Jane in one piece, more or less- next time, they'll be exploring the ruins of a 102-year-old mafia hideout in search of loot, magical lore, and criminal conspirators.

#tfj log #twofaced jewel

[sherasswords]

So I've been toying around with a Despara AU (if you don't know who Despara is I recommend looking her up) but I haven't got a full fic and I just wanted to share this little snippet I've been working on to gauge people's interest. So, here you go (warning: suggestive NSFW stuff but it cuts off before things get too spicy):

Catra returns to the hut almost an entire week later. She had been keeping her distance because Glimmer had told her it wasn't going to be pretty and she hadn't been lying. This was decidedly very ugly business. When Catra enters, Adora's head is hanging, her wrists are still strapped to the chair arms, as her ankles are to the legs of the chair. Her clothes look damp, and it's clear that she's been sweating from sheer pain. Her clothes are a little tattered and worse for wear. She's still dressed in the Horde uniform she had been wearing under her armour at their fight. She's out cold though, so at least that's something.

Catra moves around her and makes her way to the nearby faucet. She grabs a nearby rag and begins wetting it as she also fills up a glass of water. She takes a deep long sigh. She shouldn't have come back here.

When Catra turns, she almost drops the water from shock. Adora is staring directly at her. Just silently staring. She looks... expressionless. The only emotion Catra can really see is that she looks exhausted. She is watching Catra like Catra is the canary and Adora is the cat, ready to pounce. She doesn't say anything to her, which is probably a blessing, but Catra holds up the glass of water in offering anyway. Adora still doesn't say anything, but she doesn't say no, so Catra takes that as a invitation.

Catra steps towards her and Adora parts her lips. Her lips are clearly chapped, and she's obviously parched because as soon as she takes one sip her head moves back and she begins gulping the water desperately. Catra just holds the water and tips it back for the blonde. Some of it escapes Adora’s lips, runs down the side of her mouth and down her neck and then soaks into the collar of her shirt. Catra has to look away.

Once the glass is empty, Catra sets it aside and then places the wet rag on Adora’s forehead. She was burning up, residual side effects from the spell no doubt. Glimmer had meant literally that they were going to burn Despara out of Adora. Adora is silent, and it's a little disconcerting for Catra to witness. Usually Adora never shuts up, she's always muttering on about something, telling Catra how useless she is, etc. But now it's just... silence. It makes Catra feel uneasy.

Catra grabs a stool and pulls it so it is positioned in front of Adora. She takes a seat and stares at the blonde. Adora’s blue eyes seem more pale in colour than ususal, her skin is also clammy and more grey than its ususal pigment. She looks sick, which Catra supposes she is fighting off a virus. That's what Desprara is. A virus that has infected her best friend.

"Just kill me, Catra," Adora finally speaks, and Catra almost falls off her seat at it. "I'm insane. Honest to Hordak, batshit insane. I don't know what's real or not anymore. I started seeing you when I thought you died... I don't remember what I used to be like, but my mind is too badly damaged to return." Catra shakes her head.

"We can do it."

"You can't," Adora sounds so certain when she says that. "Shadow Weaver... She's so far in my head. All I can hear is her. The Horde brainwashes all of it's soldiers, I know that, but... it's all I know, all I was raised to think and feel. I think I've started believing the gospel they've been spreading. Eradicate the Rebellion. That's my mission. Without it... Who am I?"

"You're Adora, dingus, so stop talking about dying and start remembering," Catra says. There's a horrible moment of silence. Ususally Adora has some snarky remark, but there's nothing. She sits there in silence, her eyes on the ground.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Adora asks. It's probably the worst question she could ever ask Catra. "Why won't you kill me now?"

"I don't want you dead," Catra answers. She never has. Even when Adora has been awful, even when she has said the most hateful things imaginable. Catra remembers too well. She remembers her best friend who was kind, and soft, and caring, and who protected Catra. She loves Adora, so she really never could kill her.

"You thought about it though," Adora says, her head lifting. "I saw it... in your eyes... you considered swiping your claws across my throat."

"I'm considering doing that now if you keep talking shit," Catra huffs, unseriously. This, weirdly, manages to make Adora smile a little.

"Let me go, Catra," Adora whispers. "Please... or kill me... just... don't leave me here." Catra doesn't respond. She finds it hard to look at Adora now, to hear her plea for such things... It's so unlike her. "Do you remember those times we spent together?" Adora asks. "In the dark of our room."

"You mean your room," Catra responds coolly.

"And your room, when you got promoted," Adora says. Catra finally looks up again and sees not malice on Adora’s face, but genuine reflection. Her pale blue eyes become more alert when she sees she has managed to capture Catra’s attention once again.

"Why... Why did you..." Catra struggles to find the appropriate words to what it was that she truly wanted to ask. She was also too afraid to find the right words and to hear Adora’s answer.

"Why did I do it?" Adora asks. "Sleep with you?" Catra swallows and then nods. "Because... I wanted to," Adora says. "Because... you meant something to me."

"You wanted to own me," Catra says. "Whenever we... it was possession."

"It wasn't," Adora says. Catra gives her a look. "Okay, maybe it was a little, but it was also more than that. Catra... I know that I changed, I know that Shadow Weaver made me... angry... she changed me, but I do have genuine feelings for you."

"You do?" Catra asks, raising an eyebrow. "As in the present tense?" Adora looks away at that.

"Can you let me out for a little amount of time?" Adora asks. Catra really probably shouldn't, and she's not sure what possesses her to do it, but she stands and makes her way to the chair that Adora was so tightly bound down to. Catra starts unbuckling the straps. She has plenty of time to go back on this, but she just can't. She's here. She's committed. She's going to let Adora out.

Once the bindings are undone, Adora rubs her wrists, which were red with irritation. She looks up at Catra in amazement, and Catra knows she's probably thinking the same thing Catra is thinking: what the fuck?

Adora stands and Catra finds herself backing away towards the back of the hut. Adora pursues, but her steps are non-threatening, she is simply following Catra’s lead. "I enjoyed it," Catra admits as she leans against a sort of countertop. Adora stands in front of her. "Our... moments together. I enjoyed them."

"I know you did," Adora says, her hands land on Catra’s hips and she looks at her, quizzical. "You couldn't fake that kind of pleasure."

"I didn't like it because you made me cum, Adora," Catra says. She feels it. That magnetic attraction that's always been between them. It's there now, drawing them both together. Always together. "I liked it because it was you." Catra speaks that 'you' with all the emotion she feels for Adora. All the heartbreak she has felt. All the love. All the longing. Everything. Nothing has quite filled her up and emptied her than Adora.

Adora is tall, taller than Catra anyway, and she is pure muscle, seems she's been working out more since Catra last saw her, and even as grimy and bloody as she is, Catra has never wanted her more. She has always wanted Adora. She doesn't know how to stop wanting her. Adora leans in, their lips brush, but she doesn't close the distance quite yet. Catra’s breath becomes laboured as she lifts her hand to the back of Adora’s neck. "I'm no good for you, Catra," Adora whispers, and then she kisses her.

#despara #she ra #catra #adora #catradora #spop #fic writing #shera #catra x adora #she ra catra #she ra adora #adora she ra #catra spop #adora spop #glimmer #bow #catradora fic #catradora au

[min-yunki-agustd]

Sope tries to go out on a date after work doesn't end soo well with namjoon being the driver. yoonngi pov

sickies: (main sickie)yoongi, hobi

caretaker: namjoon and hobi

TW: platonic, gay relationship, emeto, mentions of v****, nausea

migraines sympathy sickness. etc

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It started with namjoon offering hoseok and yoongi a ride home. Namjoon had just gotten his license and car a few days ago and wanted to show off his skills to the members each taking them few by few on a ride. It worked out pretty well so far. Jungkook got his ride, He drove him first since he'd be the least likely to be afraid to ride. Once Jungkook survived a ride namjoon convinced taehyung and Jimin to ride. There weren't any problems, motion sickness, accidents, or anything of the sort, which made it easy for sope to hope in since he'd already driven with others before. The If the member with the worse motion sickness rode and was fine why shouldn't he and hoseok be? Yoongi and hoseok stood side by side waiting for the ride from the hybe building. They both worked long hours and plan to have a date tonight. It was yoongi's plan. It had been a while since they were out and he wanted to do something special with hosoek. They've both been too busy working on separate things. They stood outside in the rain waiting for their ride home so they could change and prepare for the date they planned. For some reason, hybe has been having a problem with their driving staff lately. This is the third time the two had called ahead for a ride and the showfer be late. As yoongi began to feel the water soak threw his clothes he began to wish that he had just driven today but neither himself nor hobi likes to deal with the traffic in the morning. Yoongi was starting to feel hoseok's previously warm hand grow cold and wet as they stood outside.

They didn't think the driver wouldn't take this long otherwise they wouldn't have decided to just wait in the rain. Now, it's too late to go back inside. The janitor has already arrived and begun vacuuming the floor. Hoseok rests his head on yoongi's shoulder. He's probably tired yoongi thought to himself. Aside from working on his songs yoongi knows hobi likes to dance until his legs give out. Standing must be torcher right now. yoongi feels terrible at the thought. He takes his free hand out of his pocket and holds his temple, trying to quiet the irritation in his cranium. He's had a migraine coming on all day but it's starting to get more challenging and hard to ignore. Yoongi was lost in thought again and hadn't noticed footsteps slap against the pavement. Coming from behind the two. He really hopes it's not staff. Even though All the staff had to sign a privacy agreement and he's worked with half the staff for years, you just never know who could be out to get you. Plus, He'd rather not have to explain hoseok and his relationship especially since most staff are quite older and might not approve of it. Yoongi's back began to get tense listening patiently and the footsteps get closer to his side. hobi must not hear them over the rain because he has yet to have moved his hand from yoongi's. The footsteps had finally arrived at his side. He felt a hand touch his shoulder. he looked up, it was namjoon. He signed in relief.

"Did you two have a showfer bring you hear this morning?" namjoon asked. his voice catches hoseok's attention. Hosoeko lifted his head and looked at him. "Yeah, but they're taking a long time.." yoongi says looking at his watch. "I can give you guys a ride home if you want?" "thanks, but we planned to go home drop off our stuff and go out tonight. yoongi says. " ohhhh, you guys are going on a date tonight, I can do that for you hyung, I got nothing better to do tonight "namjoon laughs a little. Yoongi looks back to hoseok half for approval, half just for any comment at all. hoesok was quiet but gave an approving look. Now yoongi knows for sure his hobi is tired, hobi is never quiet, he's usually loud and excited. Yoongi's sure he's still excited about the date but also just tired. yoons looks back to Namjoon. " ok joon, sure. " the three-headed to joons car. Yoongi called to cancel the showfer on the way to the parking lot. The ride shouldn't be bad yoongi thought as he and hoseok sat in the back of the vehicle not wanting to be apart. The other members rode. They lived. Yoongi trying hard to have a positive mindset but the truth is he's nervous to be riding while namjoon is driving. He hopes it doesn't make hobi feel sick or anything. After checking surely that their seatbelts were locked in place yoongi snuck a look at hobi. He seemed to be a bit nervous too. Yoongi took his hand and snaked it over to hoseoks thigh. giving it a squeeze for comfort and then connecting hands and then fingers. Yoongi caught hobi taking in a deep shaky breath. He really really hope hoseok wasn't working himself up already.

" everyone got their seat belts on? " namjoons says looking at the couple in his back seat. The two shook their heads. " all right then let me know if you need some more heating it's kinda cold out today. Nammjoon says as he begins to pull off. It was late in the afternoon so traffic was terrible. hopefully, namjoon could manage yoongi thoughts. The start of the ride wasn't bad at all, namjoon pulled out of the parking space smoothly and he got out of the lot smoothly as well. He even managed to find a good quick opening into the street. good so far. The first time wasn't a big deal at least not to yoongi. He thought joon is still learning and being a good driver takes time. Namjoon slammed on the brakes hard though he was nowhere near hitting another car. Yoongi's stomach and his head didn't really like that but he knew it was probably an accident and that namjooon was just trying to be safe. Giving a dizzying glance at hobi he wasn't looking too good after it either. The second time it happened yoongi had kinda expected him to slam on breaks because of someone pulling out in front of them. a good move for safety but less comfortable for the couple who are feeling sick in the back. " sorry bout that!" namjooon yells out to the two. despite looking a little ill hobi yelled back "it's ok joon your doing great." yoongi however this time had one comment his head was now in a full-blown migraine and he was trying to not let it show. The third time namjoon slammed on the brakes was a lot like the first kinda point less to stop so hard. only this time he stopped cause he almost missed the turn.

At this point, yoongi had to let go of hoseoks hand. He needed to settle his stomach a bit. His was kinda going haywire along with his head. Hoseok noticed his hyungs discomfort and began using the hand yoons let go of to rub the older back. Yoongi seemed to be having trouble keeping it together. He hadn't even noticed that the car was now at the apartment complex and parked. they sat there kinda still. Namjooon looked back at the two wondering why they hadn't gotten up yet. He saw yoongi's head was In his hands, then he looked at hoseok who seemed to be trying to soothe his boyfriend but also dealing with what seems to be carsick himself. hobi has the back of his hand to his mouth, a worried expression on his face looking at yoongi hyung and his other hand rubbing yoongi's back. Namjoon wondered why yoongi had gotten so quiet. When yoongi wasn't spinning at 100mph he sat up from his curled head in his hand's position. He put a hand to his stomach. he realized he need a bathroom pronto. he hopes out of the car and slammed the door shut. He put a hand to his mouth and practically ran to the fancy apartment complex. Hobi was right behind him. Before namjoon can even say a word. The two run inside. Yoongi was hoping he could make it to the bathroom in his room upstairs but seeing as his mouth begins to overflow with what tasted like his third cup of decayed coffee he also mapped out the closes public bathroom on the bottom floor. Yoongi's stomach is kinda weak but he's always been the one to have control over it. He choked out a few gags but managed to keep going. all the way to his room. waiting in the elevator had to have been the hardest. just standing there holding back everything was hard. Hoseook was by his side comforting him.

hoseok wasn't feeling great at all but he wasn't seconds from up-chucking like his hyung. A wave of dizziness caught him just as hoseok used his key to open the door. yoons felt like he was gonna lose his balance and fall to the floor. His eyes began to blur as the automatic lights flicked on killing his migraine. He almost lost it then and there, in fact, a sick dripped down his hand onto his shirt. hosoek helped steady him and got him to the guest bathroom, yoonngi really wanted to go up to his personal one but beggars can't be choosers. His wet hand latched onto the porcelain and he heaved loudly. He gagged and lurched his head into the toilet again, vomit splattered everywhere hitting his own face, the seat, and his tightly gripped hands. Hoseok had been patting his back and trying to comfort him, but after hearing so many deep retches and watching as the vomit splashed back, watching that reactivated his own nausea and he had to grab the little trash can under the sink and join him in his hyung vomiting session. Yoongi could hear his love losing his lunch behind him. They were setting each other off Round after round. When he finally got a chance to breathe a surge of negative thoughts plagued his mind. There they were, they could have been doing literally anything but this yoongi nose deep into the toilet, shivering from the extremely cold bathroom, cold white tiles touching his skin. Waiting patiently for the next round. They could have been relaxing together, or catching up with Namjoon or I don't know they could have been on the date yoongi planned for them?!! but instead, they sit in this putrid bathroom where yoongi can't hold his lunch and hoseok gets close to losing his. He knew he had to make the night better than this he had to turn it around somehow. Maybe if his stomach is calm enough he can clean off his face and hands and comfort his hobi.

Yoongi decided he was done no matter how much his stomach argued with that fact. Once he felt steady enough he rose from the ground and flushed the toilet. He limps over to the sink, his legs were half asleep from sitting on the floor for so long. He washed his hands of the putrid sick and his face. Feeling better already simply due to the fact that he was cleaner. Then he limped over to his boyfriend his legs beginning to wake up on the way. He squatted down and gave a comforting hug to hobi. Hobi felt yoongi's warmth cover his entire back like a warm loving blanket. Hoseok began to forget about his panicking stomach. Dissolving into yoongi's warmth. They stayed like that until hoseoks stomach completely calmed down. As soon as it did hoseok turned around and held the other. They sat on the floor in silence holding each other. The silence was eventually broken by a banging on the door. Ignoring it for a moment knowing it was probably namjoon He asked his hobi. "how is your stomach feeling?" yoongi says looking into the other's sleepy eyes. *hears banging again* " Much better" hoseok answers Sweetly smiling. " do you feel well enough to go on our date?" yoongi asked. " do you?" hobi replied back. " yes, yes I do" yoongi lied straight through his teeth but he refused to let this night end without the date. * banging and distant hyungs yelled out by joon could be heard in the background* " great, I do too" hobi answers with a smile. "Then it's settled," yoongi says getting up off the floor and heading to the door While hobi heads for the room upstairs to take a quick shower and grab something nicer to wear. Yoongi opened the door mid-knock. Namjoon still stood there with his arm up in a knocking position.

" hyung" namjoon says. "you guys ok? you two have taken a while." namjoon says concerned. " we were a little sick but we're ok now. Hoseok is getting ready for the date and I'm about to do the same." yoongi says calmly. yoongi moves to the side of the door frame to allow namjoon to enter the room. He sat and waited don't the couch. Yoongi was excited again the date was back on and his hobi was ok. he ran upstairs to go get ready. slowing down just at the top when his stomach felt a little angry from the movement. He entered the bathroom. hoseok was in the other part of the room taking a shower he turned off the lights and began brushing his teeth in the dark. He had to keep his migraine in place. if he could keep it in place then he could do the same for his stomach. After all, his migraine was what was making the ride much worse than it was anyways. He still felt a little dizzy from it even now. He was brushing his tongue when he accidentally made himself gag. Pulling his toothbrush out of his mouth he gagged wetly over the sink. A bit sick hitting the sink bottom. Hobi must have heard the gag because he yelled back from the shower. " are you, ok love?" " I'm fine just brushing my teeth. yoongi answers. hoping to not make hobi worry. His stomach was angrier but completely empty now. He cleaned the sick and rinsed his mouth.

---Timeskip ---

hobi and yoongi had finished geting ready for the date. Hobi was feeling good and from the way, yoongi was staring at him he must have been looking good too. namjoon gave the two a compliment on the way to the car. Happy to see that his members found love in each other. All the other members suspected they'd end up in a relationship. Joon even joked about it with Jungkook once. It was nice to see the two happy and in love. yoongi wishes he could feel the love that obviously infects this car but the most he feels is his stomach turning and shifting nervously about riding with namjoon again. this time though his migraine had only worsened he managed to survive the ride. it helped greatly that namjoon drove much smoother as well. He just had been nervous when he first drove them. They'd arrived at the restaurant. My stomachs are still intact. yoongi's head was pounding but absolutely nothing was going to stop him tonight. They were seated in a secluded area. The waiter brought over forks and knives and asked for a drink selection. If yoongi's head wasn't a mess he'd ask for a sojo but he was he no state for a buzz. The only buzz he was having tonight was the buzzing pain in his head. The two talked about their day over light candles. Hoseok takes about the new dance moves he's been learning and teaching. He discusses how the album is coming along explaining that it'll be out pretty soon.

The have a good time

yoongi gets worse

hobi takes care of him

hobi struggles again too help and namjoon steps in the hlp the two

[boneapple-tea]

A dead god

A being so larger it's own gravity has pulled it inward and has even formed an internal atmosphere. It's unknown how it grew to be this big or how it lived without being noticed it seemed to just appear.

It was a normal patrol a drone sent out to survey a part of our empire but instead of normal space this was there. Less than 3 hours after it's discovery more drones were sent these one's were meant to map its body... most never made it close enough. It seemed as if the shell was flaking apart that it was turning to dust before us... oh how we wish it was.

The drones were destroyed one by one a few got good views at what was attacking. It was as if raw flesh muscle and bone were Givin life and shaped like a machine. They looked like old rockets but where alive. Some had guns that shot viscera and bone others opened up to rows of teeth.

Two did make it back. One had black bone spike going through its right side, and the second was seemed to have flown through acid. We took samples to see what we were dealing with and it wasn't good news. As soon as we set it down an alarm went off we were under attack.

It didn't take them long. They tore open the door and we opened fire there limbs were blasted off their weapons seemingly fused with the user screamed as we shot at them. Bone blood guts lasers and metal were flung from both sides as I ducked and ran for my life. I dared to look behind me and saw that even though they should've been dead they were still moving, as if the loss of there arms legs and even head in one case was nothing but an inconvenience.

I know I was the only one making it out alive I ran and hit the button on the secondary door rushing through as soon as it opened. I ran as fast as I could down the hall and yet it wasn't fast enough. As a burning pain hit me on the left of my back I could feel whatever had been shot into me was moving it legs pushing itself deeper. I couldn't breath for a second couldn't even make noise as tumbled onto the ground.

I couldn't die here! I reached behind me and grabbed whatever was trying to get in and Pulled! It scratched and cut my hand made me scream but I pulled it out gasping for air but it was too much and I just couldn't stay conscious.

I woke up in a medical bay apparently I've been having seizures and had hit my head pretty bad. The nurse attrica has been helping me with my nightmares but she seems off? Her eyes just look wrong sometimes. I've gotten better and got back to work my nightmares are no longer there and I've even managed to get attrica's number!

He's a joy attrica and I have a baby boy I love him. I've watched him grow up into a fine man and I couldn't be more proud. `~'-^,:_~` the nightmares are back more vivid but different. This time I've been taken somewhere and put in this weird pod with needle like tendrils that dig into my body.

%_%&*@:-'`~▪︎-'^/>°`~\▪︎▪︎^~

It's not real non of this is! Attrica has tried to help but she's not real ether I point out how I have no memories before waking up in the medbay and she says I'm sick and need help. I haven't been here for years maybe weeks but not years humans don't take that long to grow up and yet my son did!

I'm waking up I know I am my eyes are opening I can see the inside of the pod and I can feel needles in my skin like thousands of bugs crawling on my skin. They've changed me Instead of 2 eyes I have 3 instead of 10 fingers I have 4 claws. I can feel my tail wiggling and I know I'm not gone.

I'm staying awake longer and longer and I think I can tear out soon.

I tore into the pods fleshy skin my teeth now sharp take chunks out with ease I shove my hand through the hole I've made and sretch it open my hands still look somewhat human though I'm missing a finger and my nails are replaced with black claws.

As soon as I feel onto the floor I was surrounded. I didn't care... I jumped to the closest one my hand going straight into its ribcage as I grabbed its spine I flung it toward the others that jumped at me, and dodge the screaming bullets made of bone that came flying at me. I bit and tore clawed and rended flesh. No matter how many I tore down they just kept coming and at some point I got to tired to continue...

#story #pixel art #fantasy #art #scifiart #scifi #aliens #scifi story #writing #short story

[byanyan]

@chronal-anomaly sent:ㅤSick 👀

non-verbal angst promptsㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting )

[ sick ] sender cares for receiver while they are sick

ㅤburied beneath a pile of blankets with a couple of cushy pillows beneath their head, byan is tucked quite contentedly across lena's couch. nose stuffed, there's a slight wheeze with each breath drawn in through their mouth but, all things considered, they find themself feeling rather cozy. it's ten in the morning and they aren't at school, instead they're curled up in the living room with cardcaptor sakura being cast from their phone to the tv. there's nothing to worry about, no raucous noise from the rest of the kids in the group home making it impossible to rest, nothing. just the sounds of lena moving things around in the kitchen and the familiar soundtrack of one of their favourite anime. sure, they may not be feeling great right now and might have to break out into a coughing fit every ten minutes or so, but... it could be a lot worse. all things considered, this is a pretty nice morning.

while they don't notice that the noises from the kitchen have ceased, they do pick up the sound of footsteps making their way into the living room. half closed eyes blink back open, and byan lifts their head slightly from the cushion of their pillows just in time to watch lena set a bowl of chicken noodle soup on the coffee table in front of them. sitting up a little, propping themself up with an elbow, they almost lean closer to smell it, only stopping themself when they realize how pointless that would be. it looks good though, the sight of it alone is enough to make their stomach growl quietly.

ㅤㅤ" thanks. "ㅤa simple word which they don't afford to many, yet it's started falling from their lips more freely around lena these days. there's no suspicion regarding the reason behind her actions anymore, no fear of ulterior motive, or that she's only doing it out of pity. everything she does for them, she does for them, something they've finally come to understand and accept. something they feel grateful for, and feel more comfortable expressing that gratitude for. even when they're sick, even when they've gotten themself into trouble, and even when they're at their very lowest... she's there, trying to help and to make things better. mere thanks isn't enough, but it's a start. a step in the right direction.

raising an arm to cover their mouth as the latest series of coughs force their way up from their chest, byan pushes themself fully upright, pulling their legs in closer and crossing them. when the coughing subsides after a moment or two, they speak up, voice a bit hoarse;

ㅤㅤ" you wanna watch somethin'? "ㅤturning their eyes up toward lena with the question, there's something almost earnest about their expression. is it nice, knowing that she'll always be somewhere in the flat today? yeah, it's... oddly comforting. but it'd be even nicer to have her direct company, even if only for an hour.ㅤ" a movie? or we could start binging some new, stupid show on netflix? "

a shrug, and byan does their best to appear unbothered with whatever decision she might make. clearing their throat in an effort to stifle another cough, they lower their gaze and reach out for the bowl of soup, pulling it into their lap.

ㅤㅤ" you can have the end'a the couch, i'll keep my feet to myself. if that affects your decision at all. "ㅤ...they're starting to sound like they really want her to stay, aren't they? shit. desperately trying to figure out how to sound less like a child who wants their big sister to sit with them while they're sick, fingers grab for the spoon and start stirring it around in the soup, an idle motion to distract themself from how needy they must be coming off.ㅤ" —unless you got work or somethin' to do. though i'd still argue it's more fun to blow it off. "

#chronal anomaly #━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ answered: ic ⋮ i am a vulture that feeds on pain. #this isn't... quite what i wanted it to be #but idek what exactly i wanted it to be #EITHER WAY I TOLD U IT'D BE LIGHTHEARTED INSTEAD OF ANGSTY #to think u didn't believe me smh smh

[anon-confesses]

I was in and out of the hospital from February 2020 to June 2022. I'm still a very sick person and usually have at least one doctors appointment a month, I have surgery in october/november and then I'm getting surgery again sometime next year for another issue. While I am physically sick I'm also mentally ill. These past 2ish years I've been in a really horrible state. Even connecting with people who have the same conditions as me wasn't enough because they had perfect lives otherwise (or at least that's what it felt like to me), parents that supported them, no cocktail of mental illness, and to be honest I was just jealous.

Recently though, I got back to school. I'm a sophmore this year and I was pretty sad about missing my freshman year but just... wow. It's really amazing. I have classes I love, and teachers who are amazing (apparently my junior friends say I got super lucky with my teachers), and friends! I'm making friends! There's a boy in my biology class who's quiet but we do projects together instead of grouping up randomly, and in my accounting class I made two junior friends who are super cool and nice! Not to mention my old friends who I had ghosted due to a lot of stuff happening in my life were so happy to see me back! I found out I wasn't the only person to go "homebound" last year due to medical conditions and when I got home from my first day I almost cried. I'm so /so/ happy again. I love it so much. I went to my first ever pep-rally on friday. It's really just hitting me how much of a normal teenage life I'm finally getting to live. After having years taken from not being able to present as who I wanted to be and being sick. I'll finally hang out with my friends again for the first time in literal years next weekend and I couldn't be happier. I keep catching myself just so happy and smiling even at the stupidest stuff.

Sure when I get home I have to speak to my dad and sometimes my mom but literally not even they can kill my glow of happiness. They've been horrible to me my entire life but now I finally have a life outside of them and they have no obligation to a lot of it and it feels really good. Not to even mention how happy I am my older sibling is finally getting a job again after searching for months so we'll be both be away in safe places.

My legs aren't acting up and the only problem I can run into (knock on wood) is my migraines but even then I can just take medicine and rest. I feel so so incredibly fucking lucky and like my life is finally moving forward. People I know are going to graduate soon and some are even going to get fucking married and it's insane! I love it so much, I have so much left and I'm already happier.

I'll go to renfest with my sibling this year, maybe I'll see a school football game, maybe I'll join a club, I don't really know but it finally feels like everything is limitless and I'm able to move forward.

I was even told I can still walk the stage at graduation and I'll be honest it took a lot of strength not to cry right then and there. I was so, so afraid that I would never be able to do at least that and now I have a chance again.

So uh, yeah I guess it does get better. Even if it takes 15 years of your life.

.

#i am happy things are looking up for you anon :) #thank you for sharing! #good luck in your classes and hope your surgeries go well!! #secret #anonymous #confession

[yandere-dark-cupid]

Mama Bear AU ✨🌹❤🐻❤🌹✨

Warning⚠!!!: This Au have A/O/B themes. If you are uncomfortable with that I suggest you to either read some of my other works or exit my blog please. Thank you 💜

Side note: Got inspired by how Ms @headingalaxys writes her A/O/B works and thought to do one myself. Ms. @headingalaxys also suggested me to write this because of me telling her this Idea ( originally I wasn't going to do it, but- ), so props to her 😊💜. ( really love your work Lovely )

Side note: The darling would have a preference of all the A/O/B statuses. I don't care if she's an Alpha, please don't fight me on this. Don't like it please exit.

Side note: Had this Idea stored at the back burner for a little while; until Ms. @headingalaxys encouraged me to make a post about it. This and the Nsfw part 2 will be one large brain vomit, soooo

Side note: This will be a bit OOC, hope you don't mind.

Side note: The crossed-out parts are the most important. It'll also have a bear 🐻 next to it.

Side note: This is the Sfw part. I'll make an nsfw part 2 either later or tomorrow. Though I won't make to much of a promise.

Sfw: ✨🌹❤🐻❤🌹✨

❤ Well for starters, in this AU the darling is an Alpha.

🌹 Lives a quite peaceful life in the country side.

🐻 Very soft and mothering.

✨ She loves to take care of Omegas, Betas, and some Alphas ( some Alphas, especially the weaker ones; are a bit to cocky and doesn't like the thought of another Alpha taking care of them. )

🐻 Sometimes she helps rogue Alphas, Omegas, and Betas when they've become outcast. She secretly houses them and takes care of them until they can join a hidden outcast society. It's her dirty little secret.

❤ Compared to some Alphas ( especially the strong ones ), her sense of smell is not all that great. But her inhuman strength and incredible hearing makes up for it. Plus she has some nice long legs that runs pretty fast.

🐻 There is a reason why her smell isn't as great as it used to.

🐻 Has connections with the A/O/B peacekeepers and corporation. Occasionally even works with them on certain occasions.

🐻 Can easily earn herself on the A/O/B Council. But chooses not to. To her it's to much work and she doesn't like being in the public eye.

🌹 Owns many large vegetation lands and owns 2 large food corporations. So... She's rich rich

✨ Lives in a large house. It's like a mini mansion.

🐻 Owns a rifle, shotgun, and like 4 other smaller guns; they're all hidden in her house. When push comes to shove and she somehow isn't able to physically defend herself, she's always strapped and ready to pop a cap.

❤ Lives in a large open area that's surrounded by animals and livestock. It's a bit far from civilization.

✨ Likes to go mushroom hunting in the woods.

🌹 Farm aesthetic and cottagecore 🌟.

🐻 Very good at cooking 🌟🍴🍤🍖🌟

🐻 Even better at baking 🌟🍮🍫🍪🍰🌟

❤ Loves to make jams and is really good at it. Likes to give away her extra jams to the elderly when she's in town.

🌹 Has her own personal little farm and a lovely little garden

✨ She's really tall. Like 6'6 😳

🐻 One word: MOMMYMILKERS.

❤ Loves to wear long sundresses and sunhats.

✨ She's an Older woman. ( She's in her 30's Angels ).

🐻 She has been a sergeant mother a few times.

❤ Helps out at kid shelters and homeless shelters as well.

🌹 When the darling's stock pile of food has over flowed or is about to, either from her own little farm or her corporations; the donations she already makes to those in need will increase a bit for a time 😊.

✨ Crochets and makes her own clothing. But is somehow terrible at knitting ( she pricks herself every time ).

🐻 She has 2 pet huskies and 3 cats. Her house is always cold because of her huskies.

🌹 One of her cats is a Sphynx cat. Because the temperature her house is in most of the time, she makes her ( yes, the Sphynx is a girl. ) the most sweaters and crochet booties out of all her pets. She doesn't want her to get sick 😞

🐻 Once had a baby snapping turtle. But sadly the he ran away, when she accidentally left him unattended for to long outside.

🐻 She has a preference for Alphas, Omegas, and Betas. She genuinely likes them regardless of what status you are in the A/O/B society. She'll love you, whether it'll be platonically or Romantically.

🐻 She likes to kind of spoil her lover(s). With all that money she have and half the time doesn't know how to spend it, she'll spend some on her lover(s). ( She gives off. ✨ sugar mommy ✨ vibes 😂 ).

❤ Makes her lover(s) some nice Crocheted blankets, sweaters, scarves, ect.

🌹 Will happily gives some of her stuff to her lover(s) for their nest or.. Just because. Especially if they're an Omega

🐻 Stuff her lover(s) full with sweet treats and hearty meals. I swear with her around, you'll never go a day hungry every again. If you haven't eaten today, she'll be up your ass like a pushy worried mother until you do. Even sacrifice her own food just for you ❤. Regardless if you're her lover(s) or not.

✨ Overall a nice companion, a good friend, and a lovely lover in conclusion.

Hey Angels. I took a lot of time off and will try my best to get back into the swing of things. So I know it's been a little while, but I'm back and with a fresh new Idea ✨. At first I wasn't going to do it, but another yandere blog ( Ms. @headingalaxys. ) encouraged me to do it. And with that it has been nagging at me ever since until, I decided to finally contribute to the idea. This is my AU, Mama bear; I hoped you guys liked it. Hopefully I'll be working on it in the near future 💜, whether it'll be for yandere works or non-yandere works; it doesn't matter. Again, I'll try my best to get back to how things were supposed to be. And with that; Until next time my little tainted Angels, see you soon 💜❤💜 ~

P.S. I highly recommend you to check out Ms. @headingalaxys . If you like yandere, especially yandere hetalia, I suggest you to hit her up. I'm obsessed with her writings, and maybe you'll be too 💜😊💜

P.P.S. If you're going to use my AU, please credit.

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Unexpected Pt. 1

Pairing: Jimin x Reader, Hoseok x Reader & Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: underground fighting- mentions of injuries and blood but nothing too descript and no described violence

Genre: angst

Summary: Working as a medic for the police you've seen your fair share of interesting situations, to say the least. So when you find yourself tasked with helping 3 omegas following an underground fighting ring bust you absolutely don't think any of them would get attached to you, let alone all three. But now that they've decided you're their alpha it seems you've got a few changes to make.

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You love your job. It's not the easiest and sometimes you see some pretty terrible things but overall you get to help people and that's why you love your job. You're a  doctor- but you primarily work as an on-call medic for the FBI.

You let out a breath as your leg bounces anxiously. You watch the entrance of the warehouse intently from the passenger seat of the ambulance.

"You have got to calm down dude." Your friend, and coworker, Jaehyun, says from the driver's seat.

"Jae, are you seeing the number of guys they're bringing out? This shit was huge." You look at him, you counted dozens of men in handcuffs being brought out of the building and placed in large transfer busses.

Tonight was a large underground fighting ring bust. Unfortunately, in your work as a medic for the city's Special Task Force, you'd seen too many of them. At least two teams of Medics are always required, in case of injury to officers and to help anyone seriously injured. You learned pretty early on that there were always a handful of fighters that needed medical attention specifically for underground ring busts.

You, along with three other medics, a beta named Jin, an alpha named Taehyung, and another beta named Mark, are currently waiting for news on anyone that might need assistance. Luckily, the raid happened right before the first fight of the night so no one seemed to have any serious injuries tonight so far. Any fighters with non-threatening, pre-existing wounds would be seen by doctors on stand-by at a secondary location after transport.

Out of habit, you unconsciously reapplied your scent-blocking gel to the inside of your nose.

As an alpha, your senses would go haywire if you were to step foot in the building without using it. During the fights omega heat pheromones were released inside the building to rile up the alpha fighters, in order to make the fights more brutal. Most ringmasters used clothes or rags drenched in the scent, passing it around the fighters in the pit. However, you've also seen ringmasters just have omegas in heat on hand during the fights for the same purpose, with the promise of a night of fun for the victor. It makes you sick to your stomach whenever you think about it. Knowing that those poor omegas were treated that way for the entertainment of people that view them as lesser. You were raised to believe that omegas were to be treasured. Your mother had been an omega, and your alpha father had always worshipped the ground she walked on. In fact, your father was never one to treat wolves according to rank. He was fair and just and kind to everyone who deserved it- regardless of their status.

Growing up your parents had told you many times that when you found a mate of your own, be they beta, omega, or even another alpha, it would be the best thing to ever happen to you, and they were to be cherished forever. That they would cherish you just the same. When you were little, you'd always dreamed of the day you would meet your mate. Wondered what they would be like and how you would meet them.

Now, though, at the age of 23, you've learned the harsh reality of being a female alpha; your options are few and far between. You had an urge to protect and care for your significant other that was too strong to hold back, somewhat in the same way male alphas have. It usually doesn't fare you too well when it comes to dating.

Alpha males want someone submissive to them, an omega or a beta. They typically don't take well to your dominant side and it's too difficult for you to fit into the role of submissive mate to another alpha outside of the bedroom.

Female betas and omegas usually don't want you because you can't impregnate them. For most of them, their instincts demand that they carry any young the two of you might possibly want to have, and they know you can't give them that. You've dated a couple but nothing promising.

Male betas, you find also have quite the issue submitting to a woman. Many of them have never met a female alpha as they're not common and they're not sure how to handle it.

Male omegas are the most likely to accept you. They usually don't have any problems with your more dominant behavior in the relationship, except perhaps during their heat. Unfortunately, they are rare, so much so that finding one is next to impossible.

All in all, you've learned enough to kind of give up hope on having a mate. You'd actually considered that if you ever decided to have children, you'd either adopt or get artificially inseminated. Perhaps you'll settle down with a human one day.

Resigning to the fact that you'd likely be mateless doesn't mean you don't get lonely, of course. You often feel like the third wheel around your friends and their mates but you've accepted that it's just part of the hand you've been dealt.

The sudden shout of your name snaps you out of your melancholic thoughts. Jumping into action, you and Jin throw open the ambulance doors and leap to the ground.

Looking towards the entrance, you see Yoongi, a fellow alpha, the Chief of Police, and the leader of tonight's bust- runs up to you.

What's wrong?" You ask as soon as he stops in front of you and Jin.

"We've cleared the building, but Namjoon found three omegas in heat in one of the back rooms. They're roughed up pretty bad. My guess is they were tonight's trophies." He explains, face twisting in disgust.

"Those poor wolves." Jin gasps.

"Alright, bring them out. Jin and I will take care of them. Taehyung and Mark should be able to handle things here since it doesn't seem like you'll be getting much else on the medical side of things." You say. You'd really prefer to go in yourselves, but medics aren't allowed to enter the building unless there's a life-threatening medical emergency. "Good. They should be on their way out soon." Yoongi nods, turning away from you two, to re-enter the building. Just then, Namjoon, Yoongi's second in command, comes rushing out of the building looking pale. Immediately, you go into high alert at the distressed look on his face. A quick glance at Yoongi tells you that he's alert as well.

"Chief, we've got- a bit of a problem." He huffs.

"What is it? What happened?" Yoongi asks.

"It's the omegas. They're putting up a fight. They won't let us take them out of the room. They've barricaded the door shut so we can't enter. All of us have tried releasing calming pheromones, but it's not working. If anything they seem to be getting more agitated." Namjoon explains. Yoongi lets out a curse under his breath.

"They must not be too far into their heats then if they're still lucid enough to be able to fight back. I really don't want to have to give them a command to get them outta there. Those poor guys must be terrified right now." Yoongi runs a hand through his hair as he blows out a breath.

So what do we do?" Namjoon asks.

"Let me try." You suggest.

"You know I don't like sending you guys in there but- we're running out of options with these guys. Go. Namjoon take her in." Yoongi says after a beat.

You're really hoping to coax them out without having to give them any commands but they've gotta come out of there one way or another.

"Here- you might need this." Jin says handing you the med bag he'd grabbed before jumping out of the ambulance.

"Thanks." You nod before following Namjoon into the building.

"I really hope you have better luck than us." Namjoon says when you arrive at the door the omegas are behind.

"Namjoon- you can stay but can you ask the others to clear out? This many people will probably only further intimidate them." You frown.

"You heard her- secure the perimeter and keep your distance." Namjoon orders the other officers in the room. You knock on the door gently before you speak.

"Hello, my name is y/n. I'm a medic. I heard you guys are pretty banged up. If you open the door I can help. I know you're scared. And look I dunno what they did to you- but, I know you guys would be better off coming out and getting some help." You say softly through the door. You're not sure if they'll respond well to you but you have to start somewhere.

"Go away." You hear a voice growl weakly. You can hear someone's breathing- unsteady and shallow but you're pretty sure it's a different person.

"I can't do that okay? At least one of you needs serious medical attention right? Don't let stubbornness kill you." You say.

"We'd rather stubbornness kill us than you guys do it." The same voice says.

"You don't have to die at all. Look the people that hurt you are gone okay? The police took them away. I'm just here to help you but you need to open this door. I don't want to force you but I will if I have to because at least one of you definitely needs medical attention." You keep your voice kind but make it firmer to make sure they understand. There's an extended pause followed by a bunch of movement and eventually, the door swings open. One of them is standing at the door and you just barely see two more behind him. One of them is laying on the ground and the other is kneeling beside him.

"You swear nothing bad will happen?" The one in front of you looks down at you.

"I swear. This is Namjoon, he's part of the police force. The other medics outside are Jin, Taehyung, and Mark- and my ambulance is driven by a man named Jaehyun." You say.

"I'm Hoseok." He says moving out of the doorway so you can see the other two. The one laying down is tall with dark hair, one arm is draped over his midsection and the other holds the hand of the third omega. His features are softer and his hair is blonde. The dark-haired one is clearly in the worst shape. His clothes have bloody tears, he's covered in bruises but it looks like most of his injuries are internal.

"Joon help get him onto the ambulance." You tell him but when he moves to come into the room Hoseok blocks his path.

"Hoseok, this boy needs to get to a medical facility, I can't treat him here." You say.

"We have to go with him." Hoseok demands.

"Fine, but you're both injured I don't want to agitate any of those injuries so let Namjoon carry him out of here. Please." You say.

"Hoseok-" the blonde says softly and Hoseok moves for Namjoon to come in.

"Be careful with him Joon." You warn as he lifts the dark haired man gently. The blonde keeps pace with Namjoon, still holding the other's hand while Hoseok follows with you. Namjoon sets the dark haired one onto the gurney in the ambulance.

"You'll be alright from here?" Namjoon asks.

"Yes Joon, thanks." You nod as he swings the doors clothes.

"Okay this is Jin, he's another medic. Jin this is Hoseok, please check his injuries while I try to stabilize this one."

"On it. Hi Hoseok, nice to meet you." Jin says.

"Hoseok play nice." You say when he growls at Jin. He lets out a protesting whine but settles enough for Jin to check him out.

"Uh- hi, I know your friend is worse off so I won't ask him anything for now but- can you tell me his name? And your yours?" You ask the blonde who's just been quietly watching everything going on.

"I- I'm Jimin and he's Jungkook. Can you help him?" Jimin blinks up at you from his seat.

"I'll do everything I can for him Jimin. I promise." You say looking at him sincerely.

"Okay." He nods.

"How are you doing though? I can get another medic to check you out before we leave if-"

"No. I can wait. Please just take care of Jungkook." Jimin shakes his head.

"Jin or I will tend to you soon okay hon?" You turn your attention back to Jungkook to properly prepare him for the trip to the medical facility. There's not much you can do for him in the ambulance but you check for anything that needs to be immediately tended to. By the time you're done Jin has started checking Jimin out and you slide up into the front seat with Jaehyun.

"How we doing?" Jaehyun asks.

"We can go. They'll be fine til we get there." You tell him.

"Got it." Jaehyun nods.

When you get to the medical facility Jin and Jaehyun carry Jungkook in while Hoseok and Jimin walk in with you.

"Play nice. Please. These people are here to help you. You'll be safe with them." You tell Hoseok and Jimin when nurses surround them to whisk them off to exam rooms.

"Hey- where are the others?" Jin asks.

"Nurses got them in exam rooms. I should-"

"Go home." Jin cuts you off and grabs your shoulders before you can go towards the rooms.

"What? No. I can't go home. I mean bringing them here-"

"Was more than enough on your part. They're in good hands here, you know that. Plus you've been on call for the past what? 48 hours and you're no use to anyone if you pass out frrom exhaustion. You need rest." Jin says.

"Jin- they're flighty I don't know if-"

"If it makes you feel better I'll personally stay here the rest of the night but you seriously need to go to sleep. As your coworker and friend, I'm asking you to please go home. You can check in with them in the morning it'll be fine." Jin assures you.

"I hate you." You glare at him.

"Love you too, sleep well, see you tomorrow!" He says practically shoving you towards the elevator to the garage. You know you could fight him on it but as they say you catch more bees with honey and your coworkers like you better when you don't use your alpha status for little battles. Tonight you'll sleep, tomorrow you'll worry about the omegas- if you need to.

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