#had to go and fuck that up by being NICE FOR ONCE AND BASICALLY DYING TO HEAL SOMEONE ELSE DESPITE BEING LAWFUL EVIL NDNCDNCNN

[sant-riley]

[Random Task force 141 × gen z! member headcanons]

A/N: Reader goes by the codename Teddy in my writing! Along with she/her pronouns :) I am also extremely biased with Ghost so her main pairing is more towards with him compared to the others <3. I know absolutely nothing about the military so this is not accurate I am so sorry💀.

CWs: Dark Humor, Age gaps, Simping, crude humor, cursing. (not sure what else but lmk!)

Chances are, you're the youngest in the entirety of Task Force 141. Just a good couple of years younger than Gaz.

When Laswell brought her in to meet the group, they couldn't help but stare at her in confusion. A tiny girl who couldn't have been older than any of them. Soap couldn't help but chuckle while Ghost nudged him in the side to shut him up.

"This is your new rookie on the team, her callsign is Teddy. Treat her well."

All the men nodded, watching the younger woman shyly smile and wave towards them.

First they realized that her humor was, in Ghost's words, fucked.

Any minor inconvenience had her saying she wanted to be hit by a car or some type of bodily harm, Price quickly whirling around with eyes widened. "Now, I don't think that warranted that kind of response, don't you think?" "Oh it definitely did, Captain." And she'd walk away without another word.

He swears he gets gray hairs from everytime you make casual talk of you dying. He actively tells the others to check on you bc he genuinely don't know if you're serious or not.

Ghost is not up to date with shit, man uses no social medias oncesoever so everything she spouts is wildly out of pocket. References to basic things like tiktok, Twitter, Instagram? He just silently stares at you like you're on drugs. You can't really use your personal phone on base but you try your best to explain memes to him. He sighs and rubs his forehead with a groan of "I'm too old for this shit, teds." "Oh come on! You have to at LEAST know the meme about the marines eating crayons!" "What the fuck are you on about?

The only ones who know vaguely what the fuck you're on about sometimes are Gaz and Soap, despite them still being a few years older.

Granted, they are not caught up with everything but they actively make it a point on leave to try and be up to date bc of you and your mannerisms. Plus it makes you happy when they fire back a quote they learned.

Can yall imagine Soap on tiktok, what random shit he'd have on his fyp bc he doesn't know how the algorithm works 😭.

Teddy has made every single one of them a personal playlist when she does have her phone, Soap once caught her adding songs and hasn't stopped teasing her since. Price and Ghost pretend not to care and barks at Soap to leave her alone but they're equally curious. Ghost contemplates stealing her phone to see it.

Doesn't matter how serious or dark their job may be, you simp for fictional characters, loudly. Price has learned to tune it out, Ghost although slightly jealous, finds it endearing, Gaz and Soap indulge you and will actively ask about why you like the characters you do and how much you love them bc they like to see you excited. It's a nice feeling when they're always in life or death missions.

You're the smallest one in here okay, everyone can easily throw you without batting an eye so they all take turns training you! They all despite knowing you can take care of yourself, would still like to teach you all they know so should you come against a taller/stronger opponent, you'll be okay.

You are the most protected person in the entire squad, esp when going out for drinks, Ghost will put you in the middle between him and Price and basically make a wall of muscle around you. He says he doesn't care and that he just doesn't want to be pestered by creepy people coming up to you but he will literally stare down any man or woman who even tries. He is the creepy one in everyone else's scenario. Soap just laughs and tosses back his drink.

They all notice your ticks and tells, seeing your leg start to shake when you're anxious, when you start cracking your fingers when you're restless, how you will avoid eye contact at any cost. They start to find ways to soothe you in their own ways. Price will give you a pat on your shoulder, sending you a smile.

Gaz nudges you with his body to take your attention off the situation, or he'll simply start asking you random dumbass questions just to see your face change.

Soap will, if he has gotten permission before, just pick you up and throw you over his shoulder, running around with you while you scream for him to let you go. Is also not against tickling you straight up to get you to smile.

Ghost tried to be as subtle as he can be. If yall are sitting close to each other, he'll make sure some part of his body is gently pressed against yours. Whether it be his foot, thigh, hand, some part of him will ground you. You try and reassure him that you know he doesn't care for personal touch but he just says to shut up.

Meeting Graves was a trip, for everyone involved besides you and Grave. Absolutely having no control over calling him a irl Fix it Felix. You were on Graves shitlist and honestly you wouldn't be surprised he betrayed yall for that one comment bc of how angry it made him.

Constantly being told to be quiet, but you cannot help it and will make little quips over comms. Ghost takes after you and starts to say horrible "dad" jokes that make you choke trying to hold back. Soap hates both of you and calls you unfunny.

They realize you're impulsive, especially when you show the amount of tattoos you have.

"I joined the military to fund my tattoo addiction." "You know what? That's not even a surprise."

Going home on leave is always a bitter experience, you never look excited to go home. So one of the guys (usually ghost) will offer you to come with them. It helps 3/4 all live somewhere in England so it's easy to see them/ take trips to their place.

They're all attached despite knowing better. They can't help it and they know they care for you so much more than other force members.

Ghost and Soap bristle when Alejandro makes a mention that he'd offer you a spot in his team, impressed with how you can take opponents twice your size.

"¿Te interesaría quedarte en México?"

"The Hell she will."

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#okay this got rambley real quick but hey its my blog i can do what i want #ghost <3 #soap <3 #price <3 #gaz <3 #call of duty #call of duty x reader #cod x reader #gen z!reader #simon ghost riley x reader #soap x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #john price x reader #headcanon #kayla writes <3 #fem reader

[007reid]

yay! (honestly don’t stress about the adhd characterisation being perfect)

r cannot stay still during one of the cases and the other officers at the *insert state* station get really frustrated with r's hyperactive tendencies (pacing, humming, fidgeting etc) (possibly a small bit of angst)

and of course because of that we get an overprotective dr reid because he can see that r is trying to mask to appease the officers (he most likely knows the facts and all that jazz about how harmful masking can be)

masking is where we basically try and suppress our actions - ignoring what our brain is telling us to do and trying to act ‘normal’ (it is very exhausting and honestly just sucks - can also lead to mental health issues)

also tysm if you consider this <3

- 🦕 xx

HI DINO ANON!! i imagined glasses reid for this cus he’s the sassiest and spencer is def sassy here. i hope i did it okay, kinda nervous about this one. enjoy!

spencer reid x adhd fem!reader

cases involving children always stresses you out more than usual, and this one is no exception.

hotch is cruel in the way that he requested for you not to join the team. 'request' is actually him being nice. you stood your ground until he demanded you to, and you know he's right, knows why you can't be with the team this time. "you're too shaken up, y/n," hotch had said, firmly, eyes as soft as steel. "you won't benefit the team. just hang tight and keep an eye out, alright?”

penelope had gone back to the hotel but it's hard for you to muster up the will to. you need to hear the news right when the team comes back, need to know what happens to the two siblings held hostage, and the only way to get immediate information once the information comes is to lurk in the louisiana's sheriff department and wait for the inevitable phone call.

one of the assistants were nice enough to hand you a donut with a pink napkin for it to sit on and a coffee, but god forbid you have any caffeine or sugar so you set it deliberately to the side for spencer, who, predictably, comes by a second later and it grabs his attention immediately, pointing to it as if to ask "you want this?" silently. you shake your head. he stuffs the donut into his mouth and takes the coffee with him as he makes to go somewhere else.

you're grateful for spencer, and you wish that you can say something about it but your mouth's clamp shut and you don't remember the last time you've been so nervous on a case. you're no newbie to the bau, you know the procedure and you know the horrific scenes that goes on but it's been a while since there is children involved and it took you for a toll and you don't know how to deal with it.

spencer had insisted staying at the station with you and you know the officers aren’t too pleased about it, having two fbi officers strolling around in their post just because. they can't send you back, but they’re dying too; you can tell it on their disdained faces that they're practically looking for a reason to kick the two of you out.

feeling constrained by standing in the hard, wooden stool, you decide to get up and take a walk around the pace, and a walk turns into just pacing back and forth between these two desks and then humming a little song that’s been stuck in your head, trying to keep your mind distracted and off the possibilities of what could be happening to those innocent kids right now if the team hasn't taken care of everything yet. your eyes stay on the dark green telephone that sits menacingly and quietly in the sheriff's office desk. you don’t pick up the glances directed at you.

“hey, ma’am?” someone speaks up. you pause and whip your head around. you could read the man’s face as legibly as a news magazine. he’s annoyed and fed up, his lips turned at an ugly angle. you feel embarrassment bubble up inside of you. “can you sit down? we have work to take care of.”

first thing that comes to your mind is to talk back. the fuck you know about workload? you want to spit into the man’s face. i’m with the fucking fbi, jackass. you just sit at a fucking computer.

the fierce words don’t come out of you, however. instead, you just feel silly and childish, walking back to the stiff chair you had abandoned earlier and try to make yourself comfortable, mumbling a half-assed “sorry” under your breath.

“no worries, ma’am,” the man says, and it sounds saturated and sarcastic, and you can feel yourself burn a brighter red, ridiculed.

you hide the tremble in your hands by tucking it in the pockets of your fbi issued hoodie and resists your foot from tapping on the floor, looking around anxiously for something to watch.

“does her pacing ‘round a little bit distract you that much?”

spencer suddenly appears right next to you, enough bitterness on his face to give the man a run for his money. he looks strange like this, the innocent, permanently confused frown on his face replaced with a glare, harsh and intense under the gleaming of his glasses.

“yeah, it does, you android,” the man sneers, stopping his typing on the computer. he leans back on his chair. you feel the defensiveness in you rising up at the man’s words. “this place’s for business, not you kids’ playground, kay?”

“kids?” spencer says incredulously, laughing. “kids and we have a say above you as federal workers and you as state. you work under your boss who work under another boss who work under my boss. that’s three tiers, if you got lost along the way. we’re kids and we got more going for us than you ever do,” and spencer says all this so casually, as if he’s informing the man of the littleness of his worth as a fact instead of an insult. it stabs twice as deep and it shows on the man’s face.

“whatever, fucking android,” the man grumbles, continuing to type.

spencer, bless him, can’t seem to keep his mouth shut for to long and spinning around to face you, water in his hand. “here,” he press the bottle to your trembling hand, making you accept it. “don’t do that again, okay?” he says, sternly.

“do what?”

“suppressing it.” he doesn’t need to define what ‘it’ is. you get the memo immediately and look down in shame, biting at your lip. “it makes things worse, okay? you know it does.” he frowns, except his lips jut out in a pout. it’s cute. you guess spencer reid’s a little bit cute. spencer is oblivious to your little revelation as he continues his tangent, without a thought in the world. “masking can lead to anxiety or depression if you feel like you're constantly under too much stress. this isn’t a stress free job, y/n. you can’t keep piling more on top of what you already got,” he says, softly.

“i know,”

“i know you do,”

right then, the phone rings and you nearly trip over spencer’s beat up converses trying to get to the sheriff’s office fast enough. spencer catches you by the hand as you come sending towards the floor and the both of you rush, your hand in his as sheriff brody picks up the phone and press it to his ear.

a beat.

“they’re safe.”

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[sribbles-drabbles]

Hi i stumbled upon you blog and really like your content . ^^

if you get the chance can you do headcanons for BSD. Thanks if you can.

OOOO absolutely!!! I decided to do just some HC's for Sokoku and Shin-Sokoku with a basic gender Neutral S/O!!

Chuuya, Dazai, Akutagawa, Atsushi (separate) x GN!reader

❤️‍🩹Dazai❤️‍🩹

How does one date Osamu Dazai?

You just try your best to fit in with his eccentric personality, amazing mind, and dark past.

You met Dazai through work, as a secretary for the police, and Dazai had come in with a culprit who he and his partner Kunikida caught.

He bragged to you about how he did most of the work, only to receive a smack to the back of the head from his partner.

You laugh, thanking him for his hard work, and your smile struck through his entire being like lightning.

A smile so genuine, so keen, and your eyes that seem to cut him, look through him, unravel him.

He hasn't met anyone like you since Oda.

And from this meeting onward, he comes by the station often to flirt with you.

He'll ask you out over and over until you accept.

Once you accept, there's no going back. He breaks into your apartment often to make dinner, or meets you once you get off work to walk you home.

He'll always ask you to stay the night, not even for sex, but just to cuddle you.

He's oddly enough never invited you to a double...y'know

Mostly because he forms a protectiveness over you and the thought of you dying, especially due to his cohesion is terrifying.

He's often like a cat, and likes his hair played with as he lays his head in your lap.

you often provide him comfort and shelter from his own mind and dark thoughts, even if a temporary distraction it provides relief that he's absolutely grateful for.

Also touch starved, so he's very fond of PDA, he's possessive and just loves the feeling of you against him.

Dazai is a loving and selfish man who desires all of your attention and love, and will give you all he has in return.

🎩Chuuya🎩

You met Chuuya at a bar unsurprisingly

He sat at the barstool of a very bougie bar owned by the port mafia, drinking some expensive Lambrusco

then you sat next to him, calling over the bartender, and ordering a martini

eyes red and puffy, (if you wear makeup then mascara running)

Chuuya looks over at you, setting down his wine, then darts his eyes back straight, trying to avoid getting involved.

He's not exactly the best man when it comes to emotions, especially when it involves crying

If you apologize to him for looking like wreck he'll sigh, groan even, making you feel worse but then ask what happened

you tell him that you got stood up, and his face turns into even more of a annoyed and pissed off scowl

He'll admit, you were cute. So cute as in fact that it felt like a damn crime that you got stood up by a jackass!

Oh no he was drunker than he thought, and in his intoxicated state, he offers something, something that normal Chuuya Nakahara would never...

"Pah, fuck him. Why not have a drink with me? I'll be your damn date..." he slurs.

This makes you blush and giggle, accepting his offer.

And what a great decision it was, you both had a great time, and you bring him back to your apartment. Nothing ensues however, as you both collapse onto the couch, snoring away.

Chuuya is the type of partner to ask you to move in pretty quickly after realizing that things are more than a fling and are more seriously due to the danger of this job.

It just makes it easier to protect you.

He's touch starved and often comes home late, simply discarding his clothes down to his boxers and crawling into bed with you, wrapping your heavy limbs around him.

Often also feels inadequate due to his lack of proper humanity, both as Arahabaki and a clone.

How can you love him when he's like this and can't always give you his attention?

However when you smile at him as we gets off work early, and walks into your shared apartment with take out in hand, he knowns where he's supposed to be.

🐯Atsushi🐯

Please be nice to him ✋😭

Honestly idk how ya’ll met, probably you were a client for the ADA and He for put on your case with another member.

Though rather than flirting with you on the spot like his superior, Atsushi keeps things very professional, despite how obviously attractive you are.

He subtly stares or makes goo goo eyes at you when you speak. Only to earn and Elbow by Junichiro who was but on the case with him.

When he notices what he was doing he’s SO EMBARRASSED and rushes off to the bathroom.

Once the case is solved you thank him and shake his hand and he nearly melts on the spot. You’re just so attractive and your hand is so warm��and-

“Ahem!! Let go of the nice person’s hand now Atsushi~” Dazai calls teasingly as he looks at you and you shoot him and awkward smile as he had been shaking your hand for nearly a minute now…

Oh he’s ready to crawl under a rock and DIE-

When you laugh good-naturally though he finds himself falling hard and fast.

The next thing he knows, you’ve given him your humber, and told him to call you so you two can set up a time to meet for coffee.

He blushes so hard as you leave and swallows thickly. He’s so nervous now, but that doesn’t stop him from calling you a week later.

He meets you for coffee and the two of you have a fantastic time. Would be better if Dazai, Ranpo, and Yosano weren’t in the booth behind him eves-dropping and making whispered comments, but what can ya do?

He’s the type to walk you home no matter if your bigger and stronger than him or not. Just a nervous and chivalrous lad. He knows you can probably handle yourself, but he likes to be extra cautious.

I think he’s old school in a lot of ways like this.

He’s so good to you though. Once you two are officially dating he’ll come to meet you at your work everyday to walk you home unless he absolutely can’t due to a mission, and if that happens he texts you asap with apologies and reminds you to have a nice night!!

If you complement in in anyway, especially physically he’ll melt but only half heartedly believe it.

Takes some serious work to get him to be less scared of himself or the concept of him ever hurting you though.

💀Akutagawa💀

So, you fell for Diablo himself.

Akutagawa is very much not an easy man to love and he knows that, so he's avoided romance and affection like the plague as we see with even Higuchi.

Thus when you join the port mafia as a new recruit and medic, he's shocked that he finds himself mesmerized by your form.

He immediately hates you. Despises you even.

Thus he avoids the Port Mafia doctors as best he can, feeling like if he gets to close to you, he'll kill you out of irritation, then get scolded for his lack of professionalism.

When he's finally forced to come in after a classic encounter with the weretiger and a large gash on his leg that causes him to limp, he's absolutely livid.

He had played off the injury very well, the limp not even being noticeable, to everyone but Higuchi, with her loud mouth.

He sits in front of you, as you take disinfectant to his leg, humming in concern as you do, and Akutagawa can't help but admire you.

You're to gentle in such a harsh profession.

You had just declared a man dead before treating him, and with your unshakable resolve, you treat him with steady hands, not a single tremble.

It confuses him how your bravery stems from desire to protect life rather than thriving in the stench of death like him.

It’s then that he begins to tolerate you and come to the Medic’s as needed. And believe me, he’s a regular with his medications for his coughing and all the injuries he gets from constant brawls.

When you treat his wounds or provide check-ups he begins to open up about his work…and h won’t admit it, but you doting on him makes him feel content.

You realize your feelings first, and when you tell him that you like him…he leaves. He straight up walks out on you.

He’s PANICKING. He realizes he feels the same and believes that makes him soft.

Starts avoiding you and the Clinic again and you think he hates you after telling him.

Soon he’s cornered by Chuuya for “moping and causing drama in the office”and the red-headed executive seems to smack some sense into him.

He finally comes to the clinic with a small thing of flowers. His only thought process being “People like flowers right? This is how someone with romantic interest would respond, yes?”

All in all his apology and subsequent confession is awkward as hell. You’re left dazed and confused by his somehow so blunt yet round about way of declaring his feelings.

#bungo stray dogs #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs dazai #bsd x reader #bsd atsushi #bsd atsushi x reader #atsushi nakajima #chuuya nakahara #chuuya x reader #dazai x reader #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa ryuunosuke #osamu dazai #dazai headcanons #chuuya imagines #atsushi headcanons #akutagawa headcanons

[myths-tournaments]

Awful Characters Round 4 (1/4)

Propaganda under the cut!

IANTHE TRIDENTARIUS

Her number one hobby is ruining every person's that she knows life. Her second hobby is being soooo slutty about it despite looking like a literal wet rat. Her third hobby is having an extremely unhealthy relationship with her twin. Her other hobbies include cannibalism, wearing a maid outfit, being extremely convinced she is the main character, the badboy sexy love interest and the villain. 'Why', you may ask. Well, the answer is, for shits and giggles #justgirlythings i, aswell as literally everybody else in the fandom have gone through the pipeline from hating her to desperately wanting to fuck her. expect for i still fucking hope she dies and doesn't come back for good. (that would literally solve all of everybody's problems) as god intended (EXPECT FOR. one of her hobbies literally is gaslighting god) She is fucking horrible i will love her until i die and even after that

parks and recs jean ralphio voice she's the woooorst!! The moment she learns she has to kill someone to become a Lyctor (aka a more special necromancer), she doesn't hesitate to kill and cannibalize the guy who has been her cavalier since childhood… cavalier who she also totally bullied as kids, she was allowed to choose one guest for her and her twin sister's birthday party each year, and she would always pick whoever she thought her cavalier didn't want to see there! While other characters are shown to regret the process of becoming a Lyctor (which involves someone close to them dying)/were forced into it because of circumstances, Ianthe has absolutely no regrets, she believes she did what she had to do

The author once said of Ianthe: "I don't think she's been nice to anyone, if she has I'll go back and change it." She killed and ate the soul of someone she has known all her life so that she could become a necromantic saint and tormented him plenty before that. General negging, ganging up against him, always inviting people he didn't like to their birthday parties. She doesn't regret killing him. I think she is repulsed by the idea that his digested soul is affecting hers. She helped her crush lobotomise herself so she would be in Ianthe's debt, and later lied and said she didn't see the corpse of a woman her crush killed under her bed (why did she do that? I do not know). She has a bone arm because her original arm was cut off, she hated the replacement so her crush cut THAT off and grew her a new one out of just bones. She had it gilded and only after that did she decide to help her crush deal with the person who had been repeatedly trying to kill her. She wants so badly to be the main character but people keep interrupting her villain monologues.

she has her own content warning tag

She's such a bitch to everyone all the time, she causes nothing but problems, she tries to do a villain speech but fumbles it because her tummy hurt, she is the awfulgirl of all time

ANAKIN SKYWALKER

-war criminal -murdered a bunch of toddlers like five seconds after turning to the dark side -exploded his daughters home planet that one time -murdered an entire village bc some of them killed his mom (and not just the men, but the women and the children, too) -choked out his pregnant wife and sent her into early labor -murdered a bunch of jedi -had a really dumb braid at one point -tried to kill obi-wan (his mentor, brother, friend, guardian, and basically the most important person in his life) -failed to kill obi-wan and got his shit fucked up so badly that he became basically a walking iron lung, if iron lungs were an ill-timed sneeze away from killing you -went back for MORE a decade after obi-wan beat his ass just to be a dick. like he dragged the poor fucker's face through fire just to be an asshole -annoying

#awful characters tournament #tournament poll #awful characters round 4 #the locked tomb #tlt #ianthe tridentarius #star wars #anakin skywalker #darth vader

[ranposgirlboss]

~late night car drives with bsd charas~

this is an idea i got while listening to depressing vocaliod songs, SO HERE WE ARE!!! these are just some hc i have about how it would go, some charas are COMPLETELY platonic!! (this is mostly platonic in the 1st place tbh) this is my first time writing on this app, and i haven't written anything online in a few years, so if the formatting is weird, PLEASE TELL ME IDK WHAT IM DOIMNHG

chara list: dazai, chuuya, poe, ranpo, and yosano

GENRE: fluff fluff fluff and sillies

enjoy!!

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DAZAI

-HESSS DEEEEEFFF THE TYPE TO BRING YOU ON LATE-NIGHT DRIVES!!!!!

-he would probably be going to some weird ass convenience store with you at ungodly hours in the morning 💀

-HE EITHER SINGS THE MOST DEPRESSING SONGS OR THE MOST UPBEAT SILLY SONGS THERE IS LITERALLY NO IN BETWEEN

-i feel like he would mess with you and fucking drift the car when yall turn

-lets just say you get close to dying more then once 😁

-one time when yall tried to sneak out, kunikida caught yalls asses (your ears still hurt to this day from the mouthing off you got from kunikida)

-all in all, VERY FUN TO GO OUT WITH!!! WOULD RECOMMEND IF YOU WANT CHAOS!!!! OR IF YOU LIKE ALMOST DYING 10 TIMES IN 30 MINS <3333

CHUUYA

-ok so i know i said late night CAR rides BUT CMON WHO DOESNT WANNA RIDE A COOL ASS MOTORCYCLE WITH CHUUYA!??!?!?/1

-mf has HORRIBLE ROAD RAGE!!!

-i hc that when chuuya gets really pissed and the person is super rude to him, he fucking makes their car float...LIKE FULL ON 😭

-AND THEN HELL MAKE THEM SAY SORRY

-but other then his road rage, its honestly pretty chill

-i know that he has a BANGER playlist, I JUST KNOW IT

-i fell like he'd also play around on the motorcycle a bit, BUT AT LEAST HE WOULDNT NEARLY KILL YOU UNLIKE DAZAI (눈‸눈)

-id say its pretty nice and balanced, with enough calmness to make it enjoyable for the most part, but enough thrill to keep asking him to take you out <33

RANPO

-just gonna let you know right off the bat, his ass is NOT driving 😂

-there is a high chance that he JUST woke up and started banging on your door because he had cravings and well, he ran out of his snacks...so OBVIOUSLY he had to bang on your door, its important!!!

-and even if he was completely awake...he would get yall lost so fast

-so you were driving him

-honestly? its kinda funny to see groggy ranpo walk around and try to grab what snack he wants at the convenience store when he's barely awake

-bro literally drops the bag like 5 times (you picked it up all 5 bc you kinda pitied him rn 😭)

-he basically ends up sleep walking his ass outta there

-the ride is mostly quiet, mainly because ranpo falls asleep on the way back

-imagine if you played heavy metal and woke him up

POE

-HE WOULD DRIVE WITH YOU FREQUENTLY, DUE TO HIM BEING A NIGHT OWL

-these car rides would be so peaceful

-ngl he would probably sometimes take you out just to drive with you (its not like gas is a problem for him anyways 😭)

-HE HAS SUCH A GOOD PLAYLIST OF SONGS TO JUST SIT THERE AND DAYDREAM TO

-doesnt seem like a talker tbh, he might ask you if you want to go anywhere specific, but you guys mostly just listen to music together (he saves the story telling for another time <3)

-I FEEL LIKE HE WOULD MAKE A PLAYLIST THAT LIKE KIND OF HAS A STORY LINE SO IT WOULD BE SO FUN TO DAYDREAM TO THE SONGS CUZ YOU COULD CREATE YOUR OWN STORY TO THEM

-you hold karl in your lap and pet him like you're an evil villain (cannon)

-very calming and relaxing drive <33

YOSANO

-UGH IM SO GAY FOR HER

-ngl she kinda gives dazai vibes, in terms of playlist

-there has been more than one occasion when she just drunk-drove you

-LUCKILY YALL DONT DIE??!?!?!??! HOLY FUCK

-shes a small talker, OR A GOSSIPER WHILE YALL DRIVE

-yall just have so much fun talking about the ada and everything that's going on there <333

-would scream the lyrics to any 2010's throwback song, while having a (hopefully) safe dance party

-very fun to be around, and even though she drunk drives, shes def safer then dazai

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Apartment Attack (Sam Carpenter)

FIRST STORY!!

UPDATE: THIS WAS FROM MAY, SO IT MAY NOT BE GOOD, I MAY POST MY SAM CARPENTER IMAGINES FROM WATTPAD RIGHT NOW THAT ARE OLD, BUT YEAH, THEY ARE NOT MY BEST WRITING AT ALL!!

Contains: Fluff, angst, swearing, blood, gore, fight scene, etc.

This story is basically the apartment attack and then Sam is like upset at the end and sam and the reader cuddle and yeah, I hope it's good👍, it was partially rushed though so I'm sorry about that😭😭. Words: 1705

SAM'S POV I was sitting at the dining room table with Tara, Chad, and Mindy, we were all laughing until we got interrupted by a notification on all of our phones, we all checked it and then looked up at each other with disbelief and horror and sprint to Quinn's room, I see Anika and Y/n sitting on the couch. When me, Chad, Mindy, and Tara run in front of her room, "fuck, not again" I hear my girlfriend say. Y/n came next to me, and Anika went over to Mindy. I put a hand around Y/n's shoulder, and kind of guarded her, not wanting her to get hurt again.

We all stood in front of Quinn's room until I hear Mindy say, "Run", my heart is racing, I didn't want this to happen again, I came to New York to get away from all of this. Right after Mindy says run, Quinn's body falls right on top of Anika, then starts screaming. Tara and chad ran out the door, and ghostface stares at Mindy until she says "Oh fuck" all of a sudden blood is dripping down the side of her arm and Anika screams her name, obviously not wanting her to get hurt.

I grabbed Y/n's hand as I run to grab the knives, I noticed she hasn't said anything, I saw fear in her eyes along with tears forming, she didn't want to go through this again.

Y/N'S POV I went along with sam to grab the knives, I think she noticed I was in distress because she gave me a look of concern before realizing that there were no knives. As we're in the kitchen, I hear Anika start screaming, "Anika!" I yell, Sam grabs the box (sorry I forgot what it was called😭😭) that the knives were in and runs over to Anika and ghostface , "Hey!" she says, and she hits ghostface in the head with them, "nice" I say while still panicking. As I run, ghostface quickly gets up and stabs me in the right shoulder and then slices my left leg, "Y/n!!" Sam yells, I try running over to her while partially limping.

I haven't been this scared since woodsboro, I don't want to lose anybody else, especially not my girlfriend. I lost Wes and Amber, she was such a good friend, the moment she revealed she was ghostface, my heart broke, I certainly don't want to feel the pain of my closest friends being ghostface, or my friends dying for a second time.

We ran into Quinn's room, I helped Sam keep the door closed, while Mindy and Anika sat on the bed, "Are you guys okay over there?" I question as I'm using my strength to keep ghostface out while being in a lot of pain. "We're about as good as someone who has a very high chance of dying" Mindy responded.

All of a sudden, the banging on the door stops, "Mindy bathroom door, hurry!" Sam whispers, obviously not wanting ghostface to hear. I sat on the bed with Anika trying to make sure she is okay, "How are you doing, make sure you put pressure on that", she seemed like she was in a lot of pain and didn't really want to put pressure on it, so I try to help by putting pressure on her wound, not too much because I didn't want to hurt her, but just enough to help slow the bleeding. I didn't want her to die, she was my best friend, me and her bonded the second we met each each other, and I couldn't loose her, we have had so many awesome memories together and thinking about it just makes me so upset, this could be our last moment together.

Mindy walks over to the bathroom door, "Oh, fuck! That guy's dead." Ghostface suddenly charges at her, they run out of the bathroom and back into Quinn's room where they once again have to keep the door shut, I stand up off the bed and help Mindy and Sam, "Damn this ghostface is strong" I say while putting all my pressure against the door. Sam runs to the dresser and pushes it towards the door, me and Mindy help her move it against the door. Ghostface starts kicking the door to try and open it, even with the dresser against it. "Oh, shit. Oh fuck" I hear my girlfriend say. I was still using all my strength to push against the dresser that was against the door. Anika was in bad shape and we were all panicking.

We all of a sudden hear Danny at the window, we met him at a party once, he became good friends with Sam and Tara, I had a few interactions with him, and he lives right across from us. He pulls a ladder out from his apartment, handing one side to us. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" Sam says. "You have a better idea?" Sam thought quickly noticing it was the only way to escape the apartment, "Fuck. No." She said. Sam grabs the other end of the ladder pulling it into the apartment.

"Y/n go first!" Sam says, "I have to help Mindy hold the door, you go first!", she gave me a hesitant look, then crawls onto the ladder. I knew she made it to the other side when I heard her telling me to go next, I ended up telling Mindy to go instead so I could hold the door. Mindy wanted Anika to go instead, but Anika was loosing a lot of blood and wanted Mindy to go, Mindy and Anika kissed before Mindy went to climb the ladder next, Mindy made it over safely, the Anika made it over, I was still holding the door. "Come on Y/n, you're the last one left!" I heard Sam say.

I walk away from the door and quickly get on the ladder, I look down at the ground, terrified with how high I am, and how I could fall any second. "Sam I'm scared" I say with tears forming in my eyes. "Don't look down, just keep your eyes on me!" Sam kept saying stuff like this so I would be less scared. I keep crawling, "You're doing great Y/n, keep going, you're almost here!" Sam said again.

I keep crawling until I notice all of them stop talking and look behind me with pure fear in their eyes. "Y/n baby, you have to move now!" Sam said, I turned around and see ghostface at the window, I try to crawl faster when I all of a sudden feel the ladder shaking, "Sam, I don't want to die!" I say while I'm crying at this point. "Keep going, grab my hand!" she says. I grab her hand as ghostface keeps shaking the ladder, he turns it onto its side, I'm about to fall, but sam uses her other arm to pull me up into the apartment. She quickly pulls me into a tight hug, "Thank god you're alive, I was so scared!" She said as she planted a kiss onto my forehead. I didn't let go of her, "I'm okay, I'm alive." I said while I just held onto her and stared at the window until I realized ghostface was once again gone.

Chad and Tara run into the room, Tara ran into Sam's arms. "I'm so glad you're alright, I'm sorry I left." Tara says while crying into Sam's arms.

***Time Skip****

Me, Mindy, and Anika were in the ambulance, getting their wounds checked and treated, along with Tara, but she had no wounds. I checked in on them to make sure they were all okay, I knew they wouldn't be okay mentally or 100% okay physically, but I meant okay as if they are living and breathing.

I walked over to sam, she looked like she had been crying and she had a cigarette in her hand. "Hey. You ok?" I said, she put her head against the gate she was leaning on and looked at me for a second, "This isn't your fault sam." "But it is." I feel really bad, she has the look of sadness in her eyes. "No it's not your fault, none of this was your fault, you didn't even know it would happen." I said trying to reassure her. "It's my job to protect you, you're my girlfriend, but I couldn't even do that, it's my fault you got hurt, You almost fell off that ladder, you could've died, it's all my fault." She says while tears start to form in her eyes again. I pulled her into a tight hug, and even though I'm a few inches shorter than her, she put her head on my shoulder.

"Do you want to come to my place, I can tell you haven't slept and we can watch a movie or do something to take your mind off of all of this." "Yes, I would like that." We go over to my place, even though it was the morning, she showered and then changed into her pajamas, and then I showered and changed into my pajamas. She was sitting on the edge of the bed and when I walked over to her, she hugged me tighter than she ever has, and wouldn't let go, "I will never let you get hurt again" she said then passionately kissing me after. She then laid on the bed so I laid in between her legs, facing the TV. I let her put on whatever movie she wanted to pick, and we watched it. As I laid on her chest she played with my hair for a few minutes, I then flipped around, still laying on her chest. She then grabbed my hand and said, "I promise I will never let go of you and I promise if this happens again, I will protect you and I won't let you get hurt, I love you more than anything Y/n" She then Kissed me, I break the kiss for a second, "I love you more than anything too sam." and then I kiss her again more passionately.

A/N This was fun to write, I wasn't exactly sure with what to write at the end, so I'm sorry if that sucked 😭😭, but this is my first story/imagine/one-shot so yeah cool 👍👍, I hope you guys like this!! Also if you have requests send them to me!!

UPDATE: THIS STORY IS FROM MAY, IT WAS MY FIRST EVER IMAGINE SO I UNDERSTAND IF IT MAY NOT BE THAT GOOD!!!!

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[hansols-yoda-boxers]

Oct 17th [Bang Chan + Edging]

[9:13] Your tease of a boyfriend was being nice. Very nice. Too nice.

He liked to play with you. He liked to take his time. You knew in the end he would always make you feel good but you had to go through a lot to get there. He never made it too easy for you to get to your orgasm. Even if he never outright said it you knew he loved when you started squirming and whining and you could always see just how much it stroked his ego when you started sweetly begging him to touch you properly and make you cum.

So the fact that he had so easily taken you into his lap, fingering you open. The fact that the second you had asked for more he gave it to you. The fact that he was listening to every little thing you wanted and you didn’t have to whine or beg at all for any of it was… suspicious.

Even your lust-addled brain could tell something was up. He was a little too sweet. It was too soon for him to be sinking you down onto his cock and letting you control everything. He never let you just cum so easily. He couldn’t help making you whine just a little bit. He couldn’t ever help himself. So your nerves were mounting as you mounted him, bracing yourself on his shoulders and biting down onto your lip to stifle the sounds that were on their way out anyway.

“Feeling good, baby girl?”

Were his words a trap? If you said yes would he stop you from moving with that cheeky, smug grin he always had? Or if you said no would he lift you off and tell you that since you weren’t enjoying yourself you could just stop? You didn’t even know if he was playing mind games or just being sweet. Either way a moan tumbled past your lips and he seemed satisfied with that. Chan’s hands squeezed your hips as he leaned in and captured you in a deep kiss. At least he was just a little desperate with his kisses, at least he wanted release too. Maybe he was just that horny, enough to let you get off without making you work so hard for it for once.

You started to carefully grind down on him. Despite how needy you were feeling, you didn’t want to move too fast too soon. You loved being close to him like this, chest to chest, straddling his lap, feeling his hands on your hips and his moan dying on your tongue. But even so you couldn’t kick the thought that he was not going to let you have what you wanted. So you tried to move slowly, savoring the moments and trying to tell yourself he might not realize when you were about to cum.

Chan kissed your jaw before slipping down to kiss at your neck. You let out a quiet string of moans as you moved just a little faster and started to swirl your hips instead. Each movement made the coil in your core curl tighter, made your body tense just a little bit more. You tried not to let it show in your moans, keeping your body moving at the same pace on his cock and quietly cursing yourself as you started to clench around me.

Chan nipped at your ear. “Do you want to cum on my cock, baby girl? Fuck, I wanna feel that.”

Some part of your brain was yelling to still be suspicious but he was basically telling you to cum now and your body was far less willing to exercise caution. You started grinding down on him quickly, a string of curse words falling off your lips. Chan let his head fall back as he let out a groan that sent even more arousal rushing through you. Everything in your body pulled tight as your moans climbed higher and your gripped Chan even more tightly in a silent plea to cum with you.

Suddenly his hands pressed down hard on your hips. Your hips jolted as he stopped you, not letting you move any more and even though his head was back, sweat on his skin and chest heaving, his lips curled into a grin that made you whine.

“No! I was so close,” you sounded exactly as desperate as you felt and you could see in his expression as he tilted his head up to look at you just how much he enjoyed it as you squirmed and tried to start moving again. In one, smooth movement he held you to his chest and rolled you over, onto your back, before bracing himself on the bed and pressing up just enough to look at you.

“I know,” he hummed. “You sounded so cute.”

“Why did you stop me?” You whined, hitting his arm weakly to emphasize your displeasure.

“Because you’re even cuter when you pout,” he grinned.

“You’re a j-jerk, you know that?” Your voice stumbled as he started to slowly and shallowly thrust into you.

“I just love all of your reactions,” he leaned down and pecked your lips. “Is that a crime?”

“You want me to suffer.”

He gave you a much deeper thrust and your eyes fell closed as a moan tumbled past your lips. In spite of yourself you back arched off the bed and he chuckled.

“It sure sounds like you’re suffering, baby girl.” He teased.

“Why c-can’t you be a nice b-boyfriend?” You muttered, trying to keep your voice even as he kept the pace with the deep thrusts, already bringing you close to your edge again from the slow motions.

“I’m nice,” he hummed, pressing kisses across your cheeks. “I want you to feel as good as you can and isn’t it so much better after I make you wait for it.” You let out a gasp as he picked up his pace, your hands gripping his arms tightly as each thrust brought a wave of pleasure. “It’s okay to be patient, baby girl. I promise it’ll feel so good. Don’t I always make you feel good?”

You held onto the last shreds of indignation by not responding and instead focused on the way your body was tensing again. You could feel the build again, bringing you to your edge and you tried to control your reactions but you couldn’t help the way your nails dug into him and your thighs tightened around him as you got right to your edge.

In an instant, Chan stopped moving. A chuckle fell off of his lips as you let out the loudest flustered whine yet and he held your hips still so you couldn’t get any more sensation.

“Come on, Channie please,” You whined.

“Oh now my girlfriend is being nice to me?” He laughed.

“You got what you wanted,” you said. “You got to see me whining, now make me cum!”

Chan pouted at you. “Oh, you’re not being nice.”

You let out a heavy sigh before giving him the biggest doe eyes you could that he could never resist. “Channie, please.”

“Maybe I don’t want to now.” That statement was a damn lie on account of him still being ball-deep in you cunt.

“Channie,” you put on a sing-song voice, cupping his cheeks making eye contact with him. “Won’t you come with me? It’ll feel so good.”

His lips twitched into a smile before he leaned in and gave you a kiss. His hips started to move again as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “I can never truly resist you, baby girl.”

#the way i was so tired when i got this i knew he was gonna be annoying #i had fun #also i dont wanna see yall tagging this as dom chan i worked so hard to not making a boring or generic dom chan idea #i worked so hard guys ksajdhsa #timestamp #kinktober 2022 #stray kids imagines #stray kids smut #skz imagines #skz smut #bang chan smut #bang chan imagines #chris bang smut

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

So you had once mentioned that Batman trying to rescue/free darling, that would trigger a origins Deathstroke type of boss battle with Jason, and I’m curious, what other thots did you have on how that would go? Also bonus points if there’s a part at the end where there’s like falling debris or something and Jason makes a beeping for darling and shields them and Batman sees just how much he loves her

So Jason could NOT beat Batman in a simple hand to hand fight, and I think he knows this lol. It's why his biggest weapon is his familiarity to Bruce and exploiting his weaknesses in conjunction with overkill attacks. He's going to use pistols to be somewhat up-close without being at risk of getting disarmed, and put pressure on Bruce with his militia. Basically the Jason boss fight as I hoped it would go in-game is a mix of predator combat with him and the militia (like what we got), but that Jason also adapts in COMBAT one-on-one. Remember in City where if you did a type of attack, Freeze would adapt and you couldn't use it anymore? Jason's combat segments do the same thing: You use your Quickfire Batarang once, it doesn't work after that. Use a cape stun and beat-em-up combo? Only works once. I would also go one step further and implement a way to track what your most commonly used attacks/gadgets are in combat sections throughout the WHOLE game, and during the boss fight make them unusable. It makes sense narratively since Jason will have been observing Batman's strategy/fighting style the entire game and should be adapting accordingly. But Rocksteady only had so much money and so much time and fixing Jason's boss fight is one of MANY priorities they should've improved on lol.

With Darling, I think they'd work as a potential "stage hazard" of sorts. Once Jason is at 0 health, Darling rushes to try and prevent him from killing Batman/beg him to stop, this isn't worth it. And with Jason's hatred for Bruce overtaking his protectiveness at the one moment he has to kill Bruce himself, he lashes out and fires a warning shot at Darling (similar to the one he fires at Barbara after she crashes the car). His warning shot is however WAY closer than he intended and actually grazes them, and he panics thinking that he's injured or killed the one person he promised he'd protect.

Bruce uses the distraction to defeat Jason, but things play out similarly to the endgame where Scarecrow takes Jim hostage and has him go to Arkham. Bruce, accepting that he might really die tonight, gives Jason the first aid kit in his utility belt and tells Jason not to make the same mistake he did--"Don't value your mission over someone you love getting hurt." Batman's crusade against crime has gotten so many people he's cared about hurt/killed: Harvey, Barbara, Alfred (nearly dying in Origins), Jason. And he doesn't want Jason's quest for revenge to continue the cycle of loved ones being hurt when you need to focus on saving them. It's why Jason didn't realize how much Bruce had changed, when instead of focusing on Scarecrow and the Cloudburst (despite Alfred correctly pointing out Barbara would WANT Batman to value the mission over her), Batman refuses and immediately dedicates himself to saving her first.

So narratively it ties a nice little bow on things thematically and adds even more parallels between Jason and Bruce, as well as Jason and Darling. And nothing fucks my shit up like narrative parallels.

#i quote this George Lucas line way too much #my mom hates it and will actively cut me off #like we watch smth and its like #Me: Ohh. See that? It's like poetry it rhymes. #Mom: Yep. #Me: Each stanza y'know-- #Mom: YEP. #Me: Each stanza with the last just rhy-- #Mom: GODDAMMIT EVERY TIME #.dc #.arkhamverse #.jason todd #.arkham knight #yandere dc #yandere arkhamverse #yandere arkham knight #.myshit

[slytherinqueenrose]

The new stylist

Tom Felton x F!reader

WC: 2.2K

Summary: Y/N is the new stylist on Harry Potter set and quickly becomes Tom’s small crush.

Warnings: It’s just lame. Additionally grammar errors (I’m not a native speaker, sorry for all mistakes!), kiss, some slight curse words, calling names, let me know if I forgot about sth. I don’t see too many imagines with Tom so even though I hardly have time to write, I decided to do so and create something for Tom himself. I know a lot people love him (me too ofc) so here it is, I hope you’ll like it.

I wrote if for my lovely friend @nobodybutapathetic . Kei helped me a lot during the past few days and I am truly thankful that the destiny sent her to me. Have a great day/night dear and a lot of luck during your exams!

Take a deep breath, inhale and exhale. Relax. Those people will like you - nope, hold on - they’ll accept you. That’ll be enough. I came from abroad only to become a stylist on Harry Potter set. The youngest stylist. I had no idea what to expect, what kind of reaction I’ll get from the cast and if my abilities will be good enough. I wanted this job and once I got an acceptance, I knew I had to do everything in my power not to fuck something up. And there I was, standing and waiting by my makeup station, mentally cursing myself. I could have applied for a basic makeup artist job in my small town so I wouldn’t be dying inside and shitting my pants but I had to prove being worth something more. Was I overreacting? Of course I was. Overthinking and being a drama queen was one of my specialities, right after being and artist.

But…

“Well, hello, who are you?” He asked with his brows furrowed. By saying ‘he’ I mean Tom. Tom Andrew Perfection Felton. He wasn’t exactly my idol but I found him very attractive since the very first time I saw him in the Philosopher’s Stone. And then, once he stood right in front of me, he looked more mature, fantastic, bombastic, out of world so just like always. He had his Slytherin uniform on and he came to have his makeup and hair done.

“Hi, I’m Y/N and I’m a new stylist. Nice to meet you, Tom.” I said, with a nervous smile on my face. His expression softened and a shy smile appeared on his lovely face. I don’t even know when he grabbed my hand I kissed my knuckles in possibly the softest way. I only know that my face has gone red. Scarlet. Or any other shade of red.

“Oh alright, so my first question is if you want me to prepare you or maybe you’ll trust other stylists more and-“

“Of course I want you to work with me. You got this job for a reason and I trust you.”

He then sat on the nearest chair and sent me the most adorable smile I’ve ever seen. I think I made a good first impression, didn’t I?

“So, tell me, Tom. Have you ever wore a full makeup on set before or maybe your previous stylist used to apply only a bit of powder or concealer under your eyes?” I asked, looking everywhere but his eyes. Yet, he was only staring at me which made me go even more crimson.

“They used to do this and that. I truly don’t know what you mean now.” He laughed.

“Fine. So before I start, I need to do a skin care first so your face will be nice and well prepared for the makeup. Do you know what kind of skin you have? Is it dry or oily maybe?”

“Uhh, normal I guess?”

“Even better. So just close your eyes and I’ll take a good care of you, alright?”

“As you wish, darling.”

Darling.

I craved to hear this word coming from his mouth but I never thought he could direct it to me. It sounded absolutely heavenly and I won’t lie telling you that I almost fucked my job up because I’ve been thinking about this name so intensely. Happily he seemed to not having a clue about what I was doing.

“I’m going to apply the thinest layer of foundation now. It feels very light on skin so it won’t make you feel uncomfortable, I promise.” I said while opening the foundation bottle. Tom only nodded, his small smile still visible. Once I started applying the product, he opened his beautiful, ocean eyes and looked at me with a soft expression. He didn’t say a word which made me hold my breath for quite some time.

“I’ll go with a concealer now and then I’ll set it with powder and makeup fixer …” I kept on rambling while he was just looking at me and analysing my face. It ended up with him falling asleep while I was finishing his face and then started working with his soft hair. Good to know that he actually trusted me so much.

Nevertheless, after finishing my work, I had to wake him up which resulted in the purest view I’ve ever experienced. Tom was a sleepy mess. Cute mess. When his eyes finally landed on me, he smiled sweetly and then he checked his look in the mirror. I knew he was truly happy about the result, so was I. After he got up from his seat, he gave me the sweetest kiss on the cheek and whispered a quiet “thank you” which had me die inside.

What a shame I couldn’t work with him anymore. Why? Well, the director decided to let me work with the interns only because I needed some practice on set and preparing the most important part of crew wasn’t exactly the best idea. To say that I was pissed off is like saying nothing. Well, hello! I’ve made Tom looking even more fabulous than he actually was! Wasn’t is enough to let me work with everyone? Well, let’s say every great work has its greater issues. Or maybe it’s just me who was simply unlucky. However, I must admit that I felt satisfied anyway because I had a chance to meet Tom and even though I could only prepare him once, it was still the hugest privilege.

***

It was mine 5th month on set and yet I had no chance to even look at Tom. His role in the Order of the Phoenix turned out to only last for five minutes of total screen time. Or even less so he rarely appeared on set. Additionally he had another movie he was playing in so his time was limited. Yet, when he came one day, with his older brother Chris, the whole crew was dying from laughter due to Chris’s hilarious sense of humour. Tom seemed so similar to him if it came to joking. I barely could hold my laughter when they started bickering.

“You know, Chis isn’t exactly a type of an artist. Acting is lame, and dance is like ‘fuck off’.” The blond laughed. “Pity. I think you’d look extremely sexy in a tutu, bro.” He said which made everyone bust out laughing and Chris only rolled his eyes, smirking.

“Have you told your friends about your ban from the dvd shop already?” Chris asked which made his brother gone pale. “Don’t look at me like that, Thomas. You were the one who wanted to-“

“Don’t you dare!”

“Easy, maggot.”

Naturally Chris haven’t continued this story while Tom was nearby but some time later he told everyone that Thomas wanted to steal a DVD with a porn video from a shop but unfortunately got caught and banned from the store. Oh Tommy, what a poor thing.

A few days later, I saw Tom sitting alone in the dining hall, during breakfast. He smiled as I entered the room and we exchanged shy “hi”. I could feel his eyes on me for the whole time while I was preparing my food (a cup of coffee which was unhealthy af especially before eating). I felt like he wanted the give me a lesson about a healthy food which would be hilarious since he was the one having fast food for breakfast. But…

“You’ll get in the tire.” Daniel said to Rupert, while entering the hall. I almost dropped my tea spoon, after hearing them. I furrowed my brows instantly. What the f-

“I want to roll you down the hill after work.” The brunette added.

“Are you crazy? I may get hurt.” The ginger boy responded, scared.

“You’ll be in a tire, chill.” Dan said, sipping on his juice.

I looked at Tom and he looked at me. Both pretty surprised. I sat on a counter while sipping my coffee and observing the two “gryffindors”.

“Alright, have you ever seen a car crash?” Dan asked and Rupert nodded.

“The car was ruined.” Grunt replied.

“And the tires?”

The look of the honest shock appeared on Rupert’s face.

“And the tires were absolutely fine.” He said with widened eyes. Then he smirked. “I’m in, I want you to roll me down the hill in a tire.”

At that moment Tom and I were exchanging amused looks while the two of our friends kept on discussing their phenomenal plan. Once they left the both of us bursted out with laughter. They were impossibly out of world.

“Do you think we should inform someone about their ridiculous plan?” Tom asked after approaching me. From the closer distance I could notice his natural dark hair slowly growing which meant one thing - next bleaching session.

“Rules are rules. You mustn’t do anything harmful. So yes, absolutely yes.” I replied, taking another sip of my coffee however suddenly Tom took my mug away. I looked at him with a questioning expression and he just narrowed his eyes.

“Seriously? What about the breakfast first?”

“This is-“

“Oh please.” He shook his head. “I have some spare chicken nuggets. Come and eat at least one, will you?”

Puppy eyes. Oh, those precious puppy eyes. As much as I wanted to say no, I couldn’t. Firstly because I wasn’t be able to refuse, secondly due to his hard yet delicate grip on my wrist. He pulled me towards his table and sat me down on one of chairs. I had no time to even say a word before he put the whole nugget in my mouth. Well, I’m not a baby? I guess.

“If you don’t want to be fed like a newborn, you have to eat healthier.”

I almost choked myself. Says who? He ate almost three whole sets of McDonald’s meals or lucky meals or happy meals- idk how it’s called honestly. I rarely visit places serving fast food. Not that I am a fit freak - absolutely not. I just prefer cooking myself.

“Considering the fact that I already ate one, just as you asked, wouldn’t you mind giving me my coffee back? I’m about to start a very tiring day with loads mermaid characterisations so I need caffeine more than I need air.” I mumbled, raising my eyebrow. Tom looked me up and down, then looked at my coffee mug and back at me.

“Three more and you’ll have it back. Promise.”

“You already broke one, that’s not fair.”

“I do it because I care, darling.” Again. I almost fainted. I know that many of you may consider this name being just normal and nothing special but believe me, I craved it. I needed it in my life. “I see you’re going scarlet every time I call you like that. Pleasure for me, darling.” He smirked and I bumped his shoulder. Don’t you dare thinking you can play with me like that.

“How’s your present stylist?” I asked, wanting to change the subject desperately.

“Oh, she’s fine. Unfortunately she’s not a fan of the skin care you introduced me to but I think she’s enough I can ask for.”

“Happily your skin didn’t fall off so I consider it a success.”

“I remembered everything you told me about the skin care, you know? I had run to the store right after hearing the sad news about your inability to work with the important cast members. I probably bought the whole shop but my face feels like a baby bum.” He laughed and I nodded, taking a small bite of the nugget that he tried to feed me with. “Perhaps you want to have a closer look?” He added and leaned closer to me, almost not leaving any space between the two of us. I could feel his breath on my lips and our eyes were just at the same level. He was looking my features up and down several times before placing a tender kiss in the corner of my lips. I felt butterflies erupting in my stomach and my cheeks burning.

“Well, it’s almost 7 and I-“

“It’s absolutely fine to like me, you know?”

Oh lord

“Not to mention, that I like you too, love.”

What?

“Are you going to look at me like that all the time? Close your lovely mouth before you start drooling.” He teased.

“Wait, what did you just say?”

“That you should close-“

“No, before.”

“Do you want me to repeat it?”

I nodded several times as he smiled, his cheeks flushed. At least I wasn’t alone if it comes to blushing.

“I think I’ll better show you.” He said with a smirk and then…

He kissed me. He kissed me straight on my lips. His arms pulled me even closer to him which resulted in sitting on his lap. At first I was stiff however after a while I wrapped my arms around his neck and I kissed him back, much to his satisfaction.

“Ha! I won 20 pounds!” Rupert cheered and the both of us broke the kiss immediately. “I knew that after months of his sighting and talking about Y/N, you’ll finally get together.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be rolled from the hill in the tire?” Tom asked, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

“Later.”

I could say much about the crew but they for sure were just idiots. Idiots which I truly loved.

#dracotok #draconic #draco fic #draco x reader #draco x y/n #draco #draco x you #draco fluff #draco fanfiction #draco lucius malfoy #draco imagine #tom felton #tom felton imagine #harry potter #potterhead

[tokillamockingbird427]

May i ask for some Merrick hc? He's so sweet, but gets so little love

<3 MERRICK <3 *Slam dunks him like a basketball*

Definitely the guy who pretends to be a hardass but is a massive softie at heart. And it's hardly that. He's just very frank with his words and isn't very affectionate, but he really does love his team. They're everything to him. He's winning if they're doing well, and there's nothing Merrick likes more in life than winning.

Classical music enjoyer.

Pretends he doesn't understand the bear jokes made about him. Absolutely is aware what a "bear" is in regards to the gay subculture. Thinks it's so fucking funny and quietly eats it up every time. He also enjoys that they'll call him "papa bear" sometimes, always teasing and sometimes as a ref to the gay-subculture joke, but it makes him feel nice that they more or less know he's there to protect them.

The rock! Not Dwayne The, but he's the guy on the team everyone can rely on. If there is nothing else to hold onto, there is Merrick. He is aware and very proud of this fact.

Very good cook! Kinda specializes in Italian american food. Really likes pasta.

Incredible guy to have a heart-to-heart with. For someone who seems pissed 98% of the time he's actually very laid back and non-judgmental, so mixed with the stalwart protector vibes and boom: Like every Ghost (Or even just teams they work with for long enough) will recall some convo they had with him that just let the world stop for a moment. Shit is healing magic. Has been in the past and will be in the future a good solid shoulder to cry on. (Just not literally. Please, he has tissues. Spare his shirt.)

Absolutely so adores the boys, even if they don't really realize it. Like even over his other teammates he's known longer, he just adores them to no end. They're Elias's kids, he'll say, he owes it to the man to look after them. But that's not his only reason, and it's hardly a reason at all. Logan and Hesh are his boys. (Yes, even Riley falls into this.) Was crushed after the beach when he realized the consequences of letting the boys go after Rorke. He lost. And Merrick hates nothing more than losing.

Hates mint flavored anything. Even toothpaste. Especially ice cream.

Merrick is unflinchingly loyal to Elias, to the point that he could point at a cliff and say "Jump Tom!" and Merrick would fly off without even a chute to slow him on the way down. It's not something even Rorke got from him, and it only cropped up once Elias took lead of the team... after Caracas.

Actually likes kids. He wouldn't mind having some of his own, but work comes first, so he's alright with just spectating rather than being a parent. Plus, he's not very sure how he'd do with the 24/7 care of a kid. Playing with them and babysitting is one thing, raising a child is another. That's a can of worms he'll leave well alone...

Mama's boy. For life.

A guilty man. He doesn't like to talk about it, unless the situation calls for it (Like during a heart-to-heart.) but it's not that he thinks he's a bad person: He just thinks he could have done better. Related to him liking winning and hating losing... he remembers each tally on either side of the board.

If you wake him up before 10 on a Sunday you better have a damn good reason. Someone dying isn't even a good enough reason. He's slept through base attacks.

Favorite color is teal, and there's a reason for it: His high school sweetheart, whom he dated for all four years and broke up with because he went to basic, ADORED the color. Painted her room the color, her nails every Friday, every notebook she owned was a shade, etc etc. He's not still mopey over her or anything, he just hasn't found a different color he'd care to like as much as teal.

Dog guy. Absolutely pats the shit out of Riley, who cannot get enough of it. He does have a favorite dog breed, American pit bull terriers cus of their big heads, but German shepherds are alright in his book.

Beard care to the max. Oils and combs and that shaving foam pot with the bristle brush. Hesh came to him wanting some advice for his own facial hair and Merrick had never been so ready for anything in his life. Broke that shit down like the birds and bees talk.

Will take the clothes off his back for someone he cares about, will ask them why the fuck they don't have their own?

All of the people he's ever met in his life remain important to him in some way shape or form.

#call of duty #call of duty ghosts #thomas a merrick #elias walker #logan walker #hesh walker #riley walker #riley the dog #MERRICK AHHHHH I LOVE YOU MERRICK #beloved anon

[canonmisogynyvictimstournament]

PROPAGANDA

ALLURA (VOLTRON: LEGENDARY DEFENDER)

1.) Okay so, they really wanted Allura to be a #girlpower icon, but the way that came about is that they basically stripped her from having emotions. She only cries once in the whole show, and it was in the first season (when the show was actually good.) After her one cry she basically becomes a leader figure who doesn’t get to bond much with the other characters. They then decided to pass her around as a romantic interest to three different men. The first one was only set up, but she ends up dating two of them within the show’s short run. The second character they set her up with turns out to have enslaved her people. The third character they set her up with has been shown to be interested in her through the shows run. Despite Allura’s consistent lack of interest, she ends up being pressured into going on a date with him. Despite it being a terrible date (in my opinion) they decide to peruse a relationship. The relationship is terrible and they really only spend time together to rant about their problems. At the end of the season, the very same one where this relationship started, Allura sacrifices herself to save the universe. This stupid fucking decision not only came out of nowhere in terms of in-universe logic, but also that her death is treated as sad because the guy lost his girlfriend. Most of the other characters don’t really morn her, and the guy she was dating just becomes sadly obsessed with the idea of her for the rest of his life. Not really the nice send-off for the #girlboss.

2.) She was given plenty character, but not a lot of things to do narratively speaking.

She wanted to free the Galaxy from tyranny. She's the leader even though she doesn't pilot the black lion. She's can talk to mice. She's kind, and she's among the the last of her kind. Her home planet was destroyed. She kept going even when things looked horrendous. She had to wait 10,000 in stasis sleep before she could fight to protect others. Because her father wanted to protect her and made the wrong decision in not fighting the Galra with Voltron. She had to destroy the AI of her father when he was corrupted in season 1. She had to deal with her Dad dying twice.

She had cool powers like shapeshifting but didn't get to use them often. She starts piloting the blue lion, at season 3. Her father worked with the big bad Zarkon and she is portrayed just to hate him. When it was more like she was completely betrayed by him.

She didn't get alot of interactions with the other cool female characters. Even Pidge who was on her team, which can only form Voltron through teamwork. 8 seasons and they never talk about how how much they miss their families. Pidge's main motivation is finding her father and brother. It would have been perfect. The only time they hangout is to get Allura ready for a date.

She was distrusting of all Galra since there empire wiped out her kingdom. But when she got an arc about learning to not distrust all Galra. It functionally ended with Prince Lotor of the Galra making people batteries out of the survivor's of her kingdom.

Then she was basically relegated to her relationship with Lance's interaction wise. She didn't get many interactions with anyone else she was close to in the season she died. Not even with Coran, the guy put in stasis with her.

For the finale she dies sacrificing herself to restore all realites. She had to give up her new family and her people. She would do that, I just don't think the writers had earned doing that. She deserved a happy ending. She never gets to see that her sacrifice even brought back her planet.

3.) season 8. Season 8. SEASON 8. Allura deserved so much better than an out of nowhere romance arc with Lance and then dying without being able to say goodbye to Coran (her royal advisor, closest friend, and last remaining member of her family and her planet). AND they had her give Altean marks to Lance right before dying, leaving him with a constant reminder of her for the rest of his life!! Why!!!!!!!!! AND THEN THE LIONS FLY BACK INTO SPACE TOWARDS A NEBULA SHAPED LIKE HER, LIKE THE WHOLE FINALE WAS SATISFYING AND NOT A MASTERCLASS IN UNSATISFYING CHARACTER ENDINGS!!!!!! Allura you will always be the confident princess and leader of the rebellion in my heart i am so so sorry season 8 happened to you

MIKAELA BANES (TRANSFORMERS)

1.) mikaela's case is so egregious that i struggle to really properly word any propaganda beyond 'just look at the movie. look at it.' but congrats to mikaela banes for getting in! was thinking of submitting her along with my arcee but couldn't even like. begin to describe it. agh.

best i can really say for her right now is 'open her tfwiki article, open sam's, look at the pictures, compare how they frame the two, you will see what i mean then and there.' but i might do a rewatch of the bayverse transformers movies just to be able to get all my more complex thoughts in order to actually submit a breakdown of her. which is not something i want to do, but if anyone deserves it it's mikaela. she deserved so much better.

2.) She was the female character played by Megan Fox, and Michael Bay wanted to make sure everyone watching knew this was a woman played by megan fox. She is the quintessential "not like other girls" (in fact, this is the second sentence of her wikipedia page - "She is differentiated from "typical" women in her age group, having inherited mechanical skills from her father") who has guy interests, but is still hot and wears crop tops and jean shorts. I remember two things from that movie, Bumblebee and the scene where she is working on the car ~sexily~, which today genuinely seems like a parody, but was included entirely earnestly (I wasn't going to add a picture from this scene, but it was literally the first and third pictures that showed up when i googled her)

3.) Mikaela is so sexualized it's unreal. Like, I feel I really just need to submit this screenshot:

Look at the way she's posed, the way she's dressed, the fact her head isn't in the shot. It's pure objectification, like the kind that should be in textbooks as easy examples. The way it emphasizes both her butt and her boobs but also shows her stomach is just astonishing. God it doesn't even show her FACE. This shot really amazes me, just good god.

And then there's also this famous shot:

It's so aggressively sexy, so much a pose and not at all a way a real human would position themselves. The way her ass is popped out, the way her hair is flipped, jesus christ. Someone needs to put Michael Bay in misogyny jail.

#polls #round 1 #week 2 #new

[leefl00f]

Just a crack idea based on the eletric tickles idea but what if the dissasembly drones also had those same chips when they were.. idk training or being tested on mostly because j or V were rowdy as fuck and had to get chips so they wouldn’t cause trouble

Fun part they forgot to remove them when they left the lab so I just picture if they still hypothetically had the remotes to those chips just

Olivia: what the hell do I have to do to get a damn shock around here.. <w< *slaps a scientists coffee out of there hand

Scientist: 029 how could you! That’s it! You’re getting the shocker!

Olivia:*smiles in anticipation*

Scientist: *grabbed a remote and clicked it*… *click click click click* what the hell is wrong with this damn thing?!

Meanwhile back with the dissasembly drones

N: *losing his shit laughing uncontrollably*

V: Jesus Christ N what’s your problem-

Ps poor olivia

Omg wait had the same idea- (this was when Uzi was 7-8 yrs old btw) also this is super long so enjoy! ^^ (sorry for the random gif, couldn’t find any other one that match up to this scenario-)

Again DNI N$FW/F3T!$H/ K!NK BLOGS I WILL REPORT AND BLOCK YOU!!! 🚫🔫

It was basically Uzi finding the three chokers in the DD’s lair while she was out exploring (and totally not sneaking away from the school’s field trip group)

But ofc N spots her and cue the fight that happened in the pilot ep (ofc with some changes)

Uzi was able to get close to N since the teen accidentally gave him the chocker during their first fight with one another.

He tackled her to the ground while the teen still had the choker in her hand, so she pushed that hand against his neck to avoid getting bit.

Uzi finally pushes him off and is now panicking at how literally SCREWED she is. That was until she finds an object lying down (Uzi never made her railgun in this timeline, so she was hoping that whatever it was protected her).

So she scrambled towards the object to find out that it was a remote (a lil bummed out but hey beggars can’t be choosers) but figured that it was connected to the chokers somehow and prayed to robo-god that she was right

And he answered her prayer bc the second she hit that button, the DD immediately fell down not in pain but…in laughter?

Uzi eventually lets him go and he thanks the girl for it, but uh oh! Looks like J and V are coming back to tell their squadmate abt a group of kids they found in the middle of the abandoned city!

Cue Uzi running back to her group to avoid getting in trouble with the teacher (and to avoid dying by the other DDs)

But ofc the murder trio follow the girl horror movie style, but N distracts the female DDs for a fake lead and saves Uzi’s life. They become friends and go off to warn Uzi’s class abt the coming DDs.

Ofc it’s too late as the two wreck havoc among the children scaring and herding them so that they can eat them.

But Uzi and N butt in before either of them could do anymore damage (cue that one fighting scene in ep 1).

N and Uzi both give J and V the chokers during battle, confusing them as well as distracting them long enough for Uzi to activate it and defeat them once and for all (and earning some respect from the other students)

Eventually, Khan gets word of this and scolds Uzi for being so reckless (he’s still proud of her either way), but the kid asks if N could stay with them since he’s nice to her

The leader was abt to decline when an idea came to his processor, they could make the other two nice and when the humans come back they could have practical guard dogs for protection, it was perfect!

Ofc there were some bumpy roads hear and there trying to teach the other two to be nice

J and V when they got the choker and are forced to be nice to the wds: 😡😡😡😡🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

Also bonus if you made it this far:

This scene but with J and Sam (bc he’s a dum dum):

#floof speaks #:3c #murder drones tickles #sfw tk blog #murder drones #sfw tk community #sfw tickling community #my hcs #murder drones uzi #serial designation v #serial designation j #serial designation n #n murder drones #n md #murder drones v #v murder drones #murder drones j #j murder drones #j md #v md #khan murder drones #khan doorman #murder drones khan #teacher murder drones #sam murder drones #Don’t worry guys J didn’t slam Sam to the ground that hard ha ha #Sure he might have a broken arm but overall he’s still fine! :D

[darth-sonny]

here's what I call a "practice test" for the Prime Leo AU fic. theoretically, this is supposed to be the first chapter...I believe

anyway, content warning!! there's nothing pretty past the read more, so be warned!!

The beatings didn't help much. Leo couldn't remember a time when he wasn't being hunted down and thrown around like a rag doll. He couldn't remember not feeling everything in his body screaming out in pain every time the Kraang slammed him into walls or the ground. His leg was useless now – his knee was shattered – but it's not like Leo could run away, anyways. All he did now was float. His right arm was practically dead at this point. He knew that he was going to have to get it amputated at one point. Maybe, if he's lucky, Kraang would rip it off. He doubted it. If it caused him pain and made it harder for him to get away, Kraang left it alone.

(**)

The prison dimension was cold, unnaturally so. It was the kind of cold you couldn't shake off, no matter how close you were to the fire, or how many layers you wrapped yourself up in. The cold wasn't merciful, it was brutal. It threatened to tear one's lungs apart either with its freezing air or the rather toxic taste it left in your mouth.

The alien was like that. He caused Leo pain – excruciating and unimaginable pain, but he never killed him. Leo lost a concerning amount of blood, but Kraang hadn't spilled enough to get Leo to either pass out or die from blood loss. Every punch, every stab, every twist and snap that the mutant suffered through was deliberate. Methodical. Surgical. In the back of his (somehow still working) mind, Leo wondered why Kraang had decided to not kill him despite all the beatings. He did say that his wrath was now reserved for him alone, and Leo had naturally assumed that meant he was going to get beaten to death. Once, he thought that the alien wasn't strong enough to properly kill him. Unfortunately, he said that out loud. That had earned him getting grabbed by the head and slammed into the ground repeatedly enough to leave both a crater and a large pool of blood.

The Kraang was strong enough to kill him, he just wanted Leo alive to keep a punching bag. Something to take his frustrations, anger, and vengeance out on. The slider doesn't blame him. Leo did ruin his plans. He ruined everything. He can't remember what he ruined exactly but he knows he did it.

He wasn't afraid to die, he just wished that it didn't take so long. He's stopped thinking that one of these days – weeks? Months? Fuck, how long has it been now? – the alien would get it over with and just kill him. Leo didn't care how at this point; his neck snapped, stabbed through the heart or the head, ripped in half, stopped on, the list could go on and on. Kraang should just pick one and go through with it. Dying by slow, methodical beatings was getting boring now. His entire body was basically one broken and bloody bruise by now, but Leo just couldn't find it in himself to care. Dying would be better than being stuck here. Death was much more welcoming than his current home – and it was a home. He's been here for a while now. He's not sure of the exact time, but he knows that it has been longer than a few days.

Somewhere, he could hear a voice that sounded suspiciously familiar (was it his?), telling him that he had family waiting for him if he died.

Family.

Family…

Right. Gram-gram. He had a Gram-gram. Karai was her name, he thinks. It's been a while since he saw her. How long has it been? Years? Closing his (somehow already closed) eyes, Leo tries to remember what his gram-gram looked like. He could vaguely recall her having… long black hair, tied back in a ponytail. And… she was wearing… green, or some other color. Her face was the hardest. She was pale, he could remember that, but her eyes and other features he couldn't remember. She was… nice, and she was…

Leo scrunched up his face, trying to remember more.

Long hair, green clothes, pale complexion, brown… eyes…? Yeah. Brown. They were brown. And they were kind. Was Gram-gram a hugger? Leo swore that she must have been. You couldn't be part of the Hamato Clan if you weren't a hugger.

Hamato… was that his name? It couldn't be. His name was Leo. It was short for… something – he didn't know what – but he knew Hamato couldn't be his name. He only had one. And it was Leo.

Leo.

Leo, Leo.

Leo.

Leo.

Sometimes he was called Pest. Or Nuisance. But neither of those counted as names. He was Leo, plain and simple.

Things would be a lot simpler if he just stopped thinking. But ever since he got here, all he's been able to do is think. All he could think about was the blood that was spilling out of his wounds, the pain that shot through his whole body whenever he twitches involuntarily, making him cry and pass out for an unknown amount of time. He thinks about how, some time ago, he started counting how long the time passed between the beatings Kraang gave him (the longest being two hundred and forty-four Mississippis, and the shortest not even ten). Leo thinks about how he began reading the Kraang, taking a mental note of how he acted, the similarity all of his rantings had, and how he ticked. It was easy to do. All he had to do was just… watch him. Watch him through blackened eyes, through the blood that leaked from the open gash on his head.

Kraang, for all his terrifying bravado, was a simple being. He wanted to dominate, to be in control. He thrived off of it. From the images the alien was so kind to bestow upon him, Leo could see that on every planet he visited, the life forms that existed there fell to their knees after a day or two of ravaging. Even after they pleaded and begged for mercy, Kraang just slaughtered them all. He kept a few survivors to torment, to lord his superiority over. Be it physical or whatever else. Kraang was a control freak, a sadist in every sense of the word. A textbook definition of a narcissistic personality disorder. Leo wondered how Kraang's siblings (and he knew the alien had siblings, he told him. Well, more like beat it to him) dealt with him for as long as they did. They probably had the same mentality as Kraang. It must've been like looking into a mirror for him.

Mirror.

Mirror, mirror.

If there were a mirror here Leo knew he would not have been a pretty sight.

Mirrors. He liked mirrors. He liked the coolness they gave off. How one could do small little tricks with them. He liked how they came in different shapes and sizes. Did mirrors come in different colors? Leo hoped they did. The colors are pretty. If he had to pick a colorful mirror, he'd pick one that's blue. Blue was his favorite color. It was the color of the mask that covered his eyes. It did little to protect him – it didn't do anything at all, actually – but Leo still liked it. It was battered and torn now, one mask tail was shorter than the other by a lot, but he still wore it. He liked how it looked, how it felt. Kraang didn't like it, but the slider wasn't one to care what the alien said when it came to appearances. Kraang considered himself a higher and superior being. Leo thought he looked like a pink blob.

If there was a process to his thoughts, he didn't know what it was. His mind had a habit of jumping between topics. Except whenever Kraang was torturing him. Then his mind went blank. Leo supposes it does that as a way to spare him from the pain. A small form of mercy.

There was no mercy in the prison dimension.

There was only him, Kraang, the abuse, and the hundreds and thousands of corpses of dead family members that floated through the empty space.

His hands were getting cold. Everything about him was cold, but his hands especially. Ignoring the sharp sting of pain that came from moving, Leo brought his hands up to his face. A daunting task, really. His right arm had no feeling, and he could hardly move it. And his left arm had a pretty serious gash running across the inside of his forearm. It had stopped bleeding who even knows how long ago, but the wound itself was an admittedly ugly sight. It should say something about how desensitized he was to all of this that a wound open enough that he could see some muscles peaking out wasn't even worthy of mention. Right now, his hands were cold, and that was all he could think about.

A picture was in his right hand. A picture. Picture picture picture. He almost forgot about it. How? It was important to him. He didn’t know the exact reason as to why, but at this point in his life, trying to understand his shot memories was something he gave up on a long time ago. All that mattered was that he still had the picture. He recognized himself – the blue mask was a dead giveaway, even though Leo was 87% sure he didn’t look like that anymore – but the others were… hazy. Three of them looked like him, but only as turtles. They varied in height, size, and none of them had markings like he did. They wore bright colors too, so Leo supposed that they were a team at some point. The other two occupants were even hazier than the three other turtles. One of them was a rat, the other was a human. Human. Human? That was the word, right? Human? Yeah. Yeah, it was. Human. She was a human.

But what was a human doing in this picture? She must’ve been part of the team. Everyone looks happy, all smiles with teeth and fangs. Even he had a smile on his face.

Smile.

Smile, smile.

Grin.

A grin.

Leo didn’t smile. Didn’t grin. Kraang didn’t like it when he did that. The first time he smiled in front of Kraang, he got punched through a small asteroid. The second time, Kraang grabbed him by the throat and squeezed until Leo could practically feel the alien’s metal claw almost touching through the muscles of his neck. He let go after that, and Leo remembered vomiting. There was blood mixed in there too. But to Leo, the blood was thrown to the back burner. He was just glad he could breathe again. Even if the air he was inhaling was toxic and so, so cold.

He doesn’t know if he smiled a third time. Or a fourth. He must’ve. Kraang liked to find excuses to beat him bloody. Sometimes he didn’t even need an excuse. Sometimes it was just whenever he felt like it, or if they were playing their little game and Leo got caught. Leo was a lousy player. His broken and twisted limbs didn’t give any help at all when he needed to run. He had to rely on momentum, on dragging himself as far as he could and hiding in whatever corpse looked big enough for him. Not like it mattered. Kraang found him, he always found him. That made him a lousy player. He never won, which was weird. Leo could vaguely (and he cannot emphasize the word vaguely enough) recall that he used to win. He won something, the feeling of victory was there, but he didn���t know what it was. He knew it wasn’t his game with Kraang, Leo always lost those, but he was the winner of… something. It didn’t bother him that he couldn’t remember. It stopped bothering him a while ago. He stopped hyperventilating whenever he couldn’t recall anything beyond the prison dimension.

Why should he? He lived here.

Lived.

Lived, lived.

Lived.

He lived but he wasn’t living

“There you are.”

Ah.

Right.

For all his musings, it somehow managed to fly over Leo’s head that he wasn’t alone here. The sound of Kraang’s claws digging themselves into the rock of the small meteorite they were on was deafening to Leo’s ears. The bright red light of Kraang’s eye nearly blinded him. There wasn’t any light in the prison dimension. There used to be, if Leo thought back on it, but it disappeared just as quickly as it came. A bright flash, then it was gone. Almost like an explosion.

Something grabbed him without any care, and the familiar pain that came from it was almost comforting. At least he didn’t feel too cold anymore. Without ceremony, Kraang dragged him up to meet him eye to eye. Eyes to eye. Eyes, eye. One of Leo’s eyes was swollen shut, and the other was tainted red. Still, it was enough for him to see Kraang’s face. The alien had a smile. That was the deal. He could smile but Leo couldn’t. He wasn’t allowed to smile. It took a few beatings and blood loss for that to become clear to the slider, and it did. Eventually. After some splitting headaches and a broken skull.

“And here I thought you were almost going to win our little game.”

Shit, were they playing? Leo didn’t remember Kraang saying anything about that. He opened his beak to ask when suddenly he was thrown back onto the ground and stomped on once again.

It was honestly a miracle that his shell stayed intact as much as it did. Obviously, there were going to be some serious cracks and breaks on it, but aside from that, it was still on him, which was nice.

“Did I say you could talk?” Kraang spat out. "I gave you no permission to do so. Is that clear?”

After a moment of coughing up some blood, Leo nodded. He couldn’t talk. There were lots of things he couldn’t do here; talk, smile, grin, laugh, taunt, quip, snark. Kraang only allowed him to talk on rare occasions. And the only noises he was allowed to make without permission were grunts and screams of pain. And the occasional cough. And vomit.

“Good pest.”

Kraang picked him up again, his hold on the mutant crushing, adding more pain to his already hurting body. Leo let out a whimper.

“Now normally, whenever you lose, I’d deal out your punishment for your failure,” Kraang said, voice low and venomous. His grip tightened ever so slightly, but Leo felt his whole body flaring up with white-hot pain. He coughed again. He made sure that none of the blood that spilled out of his mouth splattered on Kraang. That previous little mistake led to the alien twisting his right arm in a way that Leo was certain would’ve ended with it getting torn off. “But I’m feeling generous today. How about a little treat?”

Leo watched as Kraang detached some of his tentacles from his suit. He watched as they slithered their way toward his face. He wondered what he was going to be shown today. More images of Kraang’s past exploits? Scenarios in which Kraang killed Leo in the most fucked up way possible, just to mess with him? Or was he just going to probe his brain, touching it in ways that made Leo feel even colder than before and leaving him to vomit until he passed out? That was the worst of the treats. If Leo actually had the choice, he’d pick the past exploits. As horrifically graphic and violent as they were, they were better than watching himself die and the probing.

Luck was not on Leo’s side today (when was it ever?). As Kraang’s tentacles reached his face, one of them immediately went into his swollen eye, forcing it open. He felt it pushing his eyeball further back, making space for the appendage to enter. Leo began to hyperventilate. The other tentacle wrapped itself around his neck, the tip expanding and settling at the base of his nape. Leo suddenly couldn’t move. It wasn’t like those other times, it never was, where the pain was so great that it made him stop himself from moving, only to give out the occasional twitch. No. He was paralyzed. That’s how it always was, how Kraang gave him this treat to make it more enjoyable for the alien. No matter how much the slider willed himself to move just an inch, his body did nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing nothing nothing.

The tentacle going through his eye touched something, and Leo wanted to throw up. He could feel it opening up, spreading itself all over his brain. It felt like a fleshy web, wrapping itself around his brain and touching it. Touching, touching touching touching. He was getting touched. He wanted to scream. He couldn’t scream, couldn’t move. Everything and nothing could be felt. The air was too cold, the air was too hot. Toxic, toxic. He couldn’t breathe, he was breathing too fast. His lungs were burning, his body was burning, and his eyes were burning. His eyes were open. Were they open? He was sure he closed them. Why would he close them?

He wanted this to be over, he wanted the beatings. He wanted the images of his mangled body getting torn to shreds. He wanted the memories of genocide and burned bodies and decapitated heads… anything. Anything other than what was happening now. The web began moving. It was moving. Tears. Tears, tears. Tears. He was crying. Please stop. Just beat him again. He wanted the pain, the blood, the screaming. He wanted to get stabbed, mangled, stomped on. He wanted Kraang to rip his arm off, his useless arm. Destroy his leg. Either one, both of them, he didn’t care. He wanted the pain, the past planets. Anything but this treat.

There was more. More. More more more more more. More webs. More webs. Why were there more? One was enough. Why? Why why why why why why why why why? The webs overlapped, dug inside. Deeper. Deeper. The webs weren’t inside anymore. They were outside. Inside. Outside. Everywhere. Inside his shell. On his plastron, carapace. They were over the cracks. The gash on his arm, head, legs. They were everywhere. They were inside. He couldn’t breathe. Stop, please. His eyes were bleeding. Which one? Both? Yes. No. Yes? He was bleeding, bleeding. Too much. It was everywhere. Kraang was everywhere. He always was. Leo couldn’t run from him. This was proof. The webs were getting bigger. Bigger bigger. Something was inside his shell. The gashes too. His legs were moving. Kicking. It wasn’t him. He couldn’t move. Please. Let him move. No more webs, NO MORE WEBS. PLEASE. PLEASE, LET HIM DIE. HE WANTED TO DIE. HE WANTED TO DIE. DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE.

KILL HIM. KILL HIM, GET IT OVER WITH. HE WAS DEAD. DEAD DEAD DEAD. HE WAS JUST A CORPSE. A BODY. NOTHING ELSE. WHY WAS HE STILL ALIVE? PLEASE, KILL HIM. STOP STOP. HE WANTED TO DIE, HE DIDN’T WANT TO DIE. HE WANTED TO LIVE. BEAT HIM, LEAVE HIM ALONE DON’T LEAVE HIM ALONE HE DIDN’T WANT TO BE ALONE HE DIDN’T WANT TO LIVE WHY WAS HE LIVING PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HE COULDN’T KILL HIMSELFHECOULDN’THEWASACOWARDUSELESSHENEEDEDTODIEHEHADTODIEPLEASE-

Leo was unceremoniously dropped onto the ground.

“That was fun,” Kraang cooed. His suit made a grating noise as he crouched down to look more closely at the prone form of his plaything.

“Stay there, pest. I’m done with your little treat,” said the alien, his voice low with sadistic glee.

With that, the alien left.

Leo surprised himself by curling up into a ball. The picture was still in his hand. He was cold. Colder than before. He didn’t know if he threw up. He probably did. He couldn’t move. He could, but he didn’t. The gash on his arm was bleeding again. There were tears in his eyes. Eye. The ground hurt. His body was numb. He was crying. When was he not crying? He let out one broken, quiet sob.

Leo could still feel the webs.

#😬😬😬😬😬😬😬 #if yall couldnt tell this is basically the torture subprime was ordered to give leo #it's.......................not pretty #also i read in a medical website that head trauma can make people repeat stuff: words being the most common #reason why leo's just repeating random words #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmmt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #leo hamato #kraang subprime #sonny writes #prime leo au

[riddlerosehearts]

okay, the other day i watched a playthrough of the emperor's new groove video game for playstation 1. a game which, for various reasons, i have never actually played myself. but i wrote down a lot of things about it that i'd now like to share. this is basically a combination of my own thoughts on the game and a summary of all the insane things that happened in it:

the game begins after kuzco has already been turned into a llama and pacha is saying he can't help unless he builds kuzcotopia somewhere else. in the movie this is the scene which leads into kuzco going off into the jungle by himself, but the game has you start by exploring the general area of the village around pacha's hut, where his kids hang out and teach you the mechanics. kuzco also knows from the beginning that yzma is trying to kill him and encounters her as a boss multiple times in the story.

it's fully voice acted, and this is the first time that j.p. manoux had voiced kuzco. he would go on to voice kuzco in the emperor's new school and in various other projects, and while it would've been nice if they could've gotten david spade for these, i think he does a good job. pacha's voice actor is different from either the movie or the show--it's john goodman in the movie + season 2 of the show, fred tatasciore in s1 of the show, and brian cummings here--but he's not too bad either.

pacha: "don't take the villagers' coins!" kuzco: "the villagers are MY people, so those are MY coins."

tipo: "by pressing your action button, you can smash these red pots" kuzco: "good, i feel like smashing something!"

i'm kind of obsessed with the fact that these sort of standard mechanics that you don't normally think about, like keeping money you found on the ground and destroying people's belongings in order to steal their money and items, are explained in this game by the protagonist being an entitled asshole. also obsessed with tipo encouraging kuzco's destructive behavior.

chaca: "this pad raises the columns to form steps! once they're triggered, you better be quick before they lower again." kuzco: "uh, ever thought of making them stay up for good when you press the pad?" chaca: "uhh... no." kuzco: "don't tell me, you got the brains in the family."

KUZCO DON'T BULLY A CHILD AKJDSFHHDJSKGSG

there's a mechanic where you can continue playing from your last checkpoint after dying as long as you've collected a wampy. what's a wampy? it's the name of the funky looking plushie that kuzco has as a baby in the first movie and then again in kronk's new groove:

the above screenshots are from the emperor's new groove, kronk's new groove, and the video game respectively. this is a bit of a tangent, but something i find interesting is that in the emperor's new school kuzco secretly carries a plushie named wampy around everywhere for comfort and that plushie has the same basic design but completely different colors:

and the purple wampy is never seen in the show, so i can only conclude that kuzco keeps multiple of these plushies that all share the same name. maybe he leaves the purple one at home so it doesn't have to endure the horrors of high school.

anyway, back to the game--every time you collect a wampy kuzco hugs it and says things like "awww, it's my wampyyyy" in a cute little baby talk voice. fucking dork <3

there are several little scenes during the village section of the game where chaca and tipo keep showing up to give tutorials and he just keeps making snarky comments at them and asking why they're there and if they don't have anything better to do.

in one of these scenes, tipo shows up to teach kuzco how to open doors and kuzco just goes "how did you get here so fast?". to which tipo replies that this is a game. another time, when chaca explains to kuzco how the wampy mechanic works, he asks how she knows all this and she goes "i don't know! beats me!"

there's a part where some random villager tells llama kuzco to stay away from his statues and kuzco goes "i'm the emperor! open the door or i'll smash your statue to pieces!"

the guy runs off screaming "DEMON LLAMAAAAA!!" and then tipo suddenly shows up to teach you how to smash the statues. i think chicha may need to keep a closer eye on tipo in the future.

SPEAKING OF CHICHA. SHE'S NOT IN THIS FUCKING GAME. if i were actually playing the game and doing a proper review of it i would automatically have to dock points for the lack of chicha.

at the beginning kuzco breaks some kid's llama bike and then the kid keeps showing up in every single chapter with a new bike and challenging kuzco to races. he somehow manages to show up everywhere from the top of a waterfall to the middle of yzma's roller coaster and never once questions why this llama is such a jerk or why he can even talk. also, toward the end of the game you race him one last time and his bike breaks for the millionth time and he says he learned a valuable lesson. that lesson? that these llama bikes suck and he needs to stop buying them.

kuzco hates being touched so much that anytime a guard, bug, bird, etc touches him he says "no touchy" and then loses health.

at one point kuzco gets turned into a turtle and kronk shows up and asks if he's there to enter the annual village race. he refuses at first but then it turns out kronk has an item that kuzco needs to progress, sooooo you have to have turtle kuzco slide on his back down the hill and try to beat kronk in the race.

kronk is voiced by patrick warburton again btw. eartha kitt also returned as yzma for the game. they both returned for each season of the emperor's new school as well, and i believe eartha kitt in particular loved voicing yzma so much that every time they needed her, right up until her death, she showed up.

kuzco cries if you lose the race against kronk, which is understandable considering that losing means he has to climb up to the top of the hill as a turtle again.

at the end of the village section you have to run from yzma as she throws bombs at kuzco and once you manage to get away, kuzco says "you call yourself an end of level boss, yzma? you're rubbish! toodles!"

after this, kuzco ends up going into the jungle despite pacha's repeated warnings that it's too dangerous. and now instead of chaca and tipo, a talking bug trapped in a spiderweb appears to teach him additional mechanics.

when the jaguars from the movie show up kuzco says "time out" and then the frame freezes while he explains to YOU, the player, what you'll have to do to save him.

during the waterfall section chaca is somehow there AGAIN, at the top of the waterfall in a pink llama pool floatie, and is like "oh wow, another llama tied to a log!" (apparently one showed up the previous week) but does not react at all to her dad also being tied to a log. she just explains to them how this level is gonna work and then leaves.

she pops back up again a little later (still on the waterfall. they stretched this part of the movie out a lot) and calls kuzco "kinda short for a llama".

speaking of the game stretching things out a lot, pacha literally says during the waterfall levels: "this scene was much shorter in the film".

there's a whole other jungle section where kuzco spends an extensive amount of time having been turned into a frog. tipo randomly appears to help again during this section.

there's another race with kronk in an icy area that shows kronk to be an excellent ice skater. i would probably be terrible at this if i played the game.

when they finally get into the city kuzco tells pacha he knows the streets like the back of his hand and pacha replies, "but kuzco, you're a llama, you don't have any hands!"

when they separate and kuzco sneaks on his own into the palace, he gets confronted by a naked guy who's conveniently being covered up by a peacock and says the peacocks stole his clothes. he's blocking a path we need to go through so we are forced to find his underwear for him. this guy also does not question wtf is up with the talking llama.

when you get him his underwear back he, uh. well. he uses his magic sparkly underwear to fly away:

what is this guy, the incan version of captain underpants? kuzco then says in a deadpan voice, "this has gotta be the weirdest day of my entire life". can't argue with that!

i've gone way too long without mentioning that this game is primarily a platformer, which is a genre i kind of suck at and don't play often, but appears to have a lot of variety in its gameplay that makes it look pretty fun! the races with kronk, the part where you guide pacha and kuzco down the river, the part where you have to run from the jaguars, the stealth sections, and the various parts where kuzco is transformed into non-llama animals all have different types of gameplay to switch it up. the city is also huge and full of puzzle sections.

when kuzco defeats yzma in his throne room and then meets back up with pacha, they have to take the roller coaster down to yzma's lab and there's a level based on this as well. you have to control the roller coaster and turn it at just the right time to collect coins and avoid falling to your death. this looks like it could be a lot of fun to me.

tipo somehow shows up on the roller coaster to give another tutorial and kuzco tells this 6 year old to make him a sandwich and then insults his haircut 😭 kuzco i love you but why are you like this

before the final battle against yzma she says she's gonna drink a potion to turn herself into a hideous monster and rule the empire forever. and kuzco says "are you sure you didn't drink it already, you old bag of bones?"

there's this huge dramatic buildup to her drinking the potion. and then. it turns her into a cat like in the movie. and that's the final boss battle. you have to race against cat yzma to get the last potion to turn back into a human.

just from the video i watched, this race seemed very short and easy and therefore anticlimactic? but idk, maybe the person playing was just really good at it.

the final scene of the game immediately following this is kuzco visiting the village as a human again and we see scenes like kronk playing jump rope with chaca and tipo, the incan captain underpants guy flying around the roof of a house, bucky the squirrel chasing cat yzma, and kuzco + pacha's family all having a dance party while fireworks go off.

again i must reiterate that this game is missing chicha's legendary and iconic presence. my assumption is that since the characters seem to know they're in a video game, she didn't wanna have to help give kuzco tutorials because it would put too much stress on her while pregnant. still, though, it would've been nice to see her in at least the opening or ending sequences.

in conclusion: as i mentioned, i've never played this game, and the main reason for this is that i didn't know it existed when i was a kid--but even if i had i still most likely wouldn't have played it because i didn't care much about the emperor's new groove back then. the only reason i looked up a playthrough of it was because my autism brain suddenly told me i needed to learn about all of the official emperor's new groove media in existence. however, it really does look like fun and the playthrough i watched wasn't even 5 hours long, so now i kind of wanna give it a try someday? the writing is hilarious. not as hilarious as the actual movie, of course, but it was just so bizarre in such a great way and was very faithful to the movie's complete lack of a fourth wall.

also: this game has the best "game over" screen of all time. whenever kuzco dies it literally just plays a clip of the funeral scene from the movie, all the way through the "he ain't getting any deader, back to work!" bit.

#OKAY. here is my way too long post about the emperor's new groove video game for playstation 1 #which i found out is also available on PC. neat! #the emperor's new groove #disney

[boydepartment]

TXT as Creepypasta Stories

a/n: okay so i was a little nervous to post this however i am in a spooky mood and i just wanted to put out something a little silly and fun. i grew up on creepypastas so i wanted to put this out :) i really hope none of you find this post weird LMAO warnings- this is HORROR so subjects of death, bullying, etc is present in this post. i tried to censor it as much as i could and i added my little comments in this as best as i could to make them more lighthearted

MASTERLIST wc- probably like 250-300

soobin- lavender town

lavender town syndrome was derived from the first pokémon game. the bgm of the town in the game had frequencies that led to kids yaknow dying. later on nintendo lowered the frequencies so kids stopped dying‼️

this one was a classic and soobin loves pokémon so i really thought it fit him :)

link to creepypasta

yeonjun- ticci toby

ticci toby’s story is about this kid who’s like extremely bullied and it’s kinda fucked up that the creator named him ticci toby because i’m 90% sure he has tourettes in the story. but that’s besides the point. he ends up like getting rid of his dad and runs in the woods, then gets adopted into the slenderman mansion ⁉️ that’s if i’m remembering correctly LMAO im relistening to the story rn, i forgot how well it was written

I HONESTLY JUST GAVE HIM TICCI TOBY BC I USED TO HAVE A CRUSH ON TOBY WHEN I WAS LIKE 11 now im older than ticci toby and i feel ancient.

link to creepypasta

taehyun- jeff the killer

okay gonna be fr, the only reason why i remember his story so well is because of laurenzsides sims 4 rendition of the creepypasta. jeff was this kid who had a really hot brother(sorry(I AM LIU’S AGE NOW THIS IS A WIN)) and two parents. from what i remember everything was chill w his parents and brother but he was just bullied. and then at a birthday party he got lit on fire??? and bleached??? then he kills everyone. OH MY GOD THE KIDS LIKE BULLIED HIM⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ I DO NOT REMEMBER THIS AT ALL⁉️⁉️⁉️ oh his parents were nice :( this is so sad

i thought giving taehyun a classic was good for him. jeff the killer is like THE creepypasta just like kang taehyun is THE hot guy 😇

link to the laurenzside sims 4 creepypasta video lol

beomgyu- russian sleep experiment

the russian sleep experiment was, you guessed it, an experiment. from what i remember the experiment was conducted during a war to test endurance. the prisoners from said war were told they would be set free if they followed through with the experiment. the prisoners were locked in a room and the scientists leaked this gas in the room to keep the prisoners from sleeping, without having sleep the prisoners go insane and start to kill eachother

the russian sleep experiment is honestly my favorite creepypasta. i read it a few years ago and then shane and ryan read it on are you scared and i was hooked. i feel like beomgyu would really like it.

link to the watcher video explaining the russian sleep experiment

hueningkai- ben drowned

basically this guy, finds a bootleg majoras mask game and starts getting haunted by this kid named ben who once again you guessed it! drowned! okay apparently there was a cult i don’t remember that at all if i’m being fr.

I LOVE ANYTHING LOZ AND IDK I THINK THAT IT FITS HIM‼️

link to the creepypasta

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[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

for the twst monster au:

ok so i have like major nausea attacks due to stress thanks to chronic untreated anxiety, where i feel super sick and cant sit upright without wanting to throw up, and although they're rare now, they still cause problems and i generally have a lessened appetite thanks to it. so what if yuu also had that

so like yuu, terribly nauseous and lacking fucks to give, having to explain to these guys (who are panicking) that the fight or flight response basically remokes the digestive system's blood privileges and due to theirs happening so fucking often, their stomach basically nerfed itself and now has a meltdown every time they get antsy.

and then having to explain it was worse when they were like 11-12 because (true story) it would happen literally every day and the episodes would last like 3 hours minimum for months on end.

these poor dudes are gonna be so concerned for yuu's health

Oof, I’m so sorry you have to deal with that, Nonny. It sounds awful, rare or not. >A< I really hope you can get some form of treatment to help make it easier to manage. ;;^;; Also, sorry this took so long to answer, but I hope you're feeling somewhat better!

Now, regarding Yuu having this problem…hoo boy, I can already imagine that their arrival to Twisted Wonderland would have already caused quite the anxiety attack in anyone, but couple that with severe nausea? Mild concern over a possible ill student would bloom into full-blown panic once it comes to light that Yuu is in fact the only known living human in existence—and they’re already dying? On school grounds?! Oh Great Merciful Seven, how are they going to explain this if word gets out to the press?!

Calm down, Crowley, your feathers are starting to get bent out of shape. >.>

Anyway, it might take a bit before the anxiety over being in a new world—let alone one filled with magic and monsters—can settle down enough for Yuu to breathe. The staff and even some of the more concerned students would feel relieved to see Yuu eat something light, be it crackers or bread or soup, though the school nurse would express concern over their health once they hear Yuu’s explanation.

Once the research institutions come along, Yuu had already pack-bonded with Ace, Deuce, and Grim by that point and—despite concerns over preservation and health—was decided it was unwise to separate them and cause unnecessary stress. Depending on how well Yuu does with normal doctor visits, the researchers are likely going to go to great lengths to minimize the stressful environment and invasive procedures while working on a solution to ease or relieve their symptoms.

Meanwhile, the other students have no idea what to make of this situation. The first few times were ‘meh’ or ‘ew, gross’ (I mean, they are still going to have the personalities of their game selves, which means they also have some of the same attitudes towards things), but the more frequent or longer it becomes, the more it sinks in that something is very wrong. Riddle and Azul read up on the subject and looking into ways to ease anxiety or even find ways to salvage their appetite after the nausea attack. Trey and Jamil make sure that Yuu has access to foods that are easy and light on their stomach, while Vil searches for soothing fragrances that calm anxiety and relieve stress. Cater has even been looking into gifs and songs he can find on Magicam to help ground Yuu during their episodes.

At this point some of them have learned how to sense when Yuu’s about to have a panic attack, with Grim being able to sense it early enough to get them away from the stressor or get help from the other first years.

Eventually when the researchers are able to find a regiment (be it therapy sessions or medication or both) that works for Yuu, their friends and classmates make sure to help them stay on track and remind them when it’s time to take the medicine given to them or to go to their appointment. Of course, cuddle sessions also help and feel nice, so while it takes time, they’ll do their best to make sure Yuu feels better and can experience life without the nausea!

(As a side note, if anyone is dealing with anxiety, here's a video that has been designed to help reduce it by at least 65%. A friend of mine once recommended it to me, and it's helped me calm down on days when I need it, so I hope it helps someone else too 💝)

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland monster au #twst monster au #twisted wonderland Yuu