#im just. im just. im j ust

[hazelnutnebula]

vib vibing

#Vib Ribbon #Vibri #Fanart #sketches #scribbles #doodles #im just trying to get whatever thoughts are in my head out. j ust #the quickest lil things.. #no matter how bare bones they are

[mananea]

Important note: I am not saying this on behalf of Kougeki Scans, this post is about my personal feelings regarding the situation

Ok so like It seems it's getting around, but I wanna publicly say that Kougeki Scans hasn't posted Dgm 244 yet however I saw another translation already done. But this translation, for one, isn't even directly from Japanese. From jp > fr > eng I think So please be mindful of that alone. [More in the cut below]

Honestly, me and other Kougeki staff members have expressed distaste for being sniped like this provided how much real ass work that I know I personally put into this chapter let alone everyone else who's still plowing away at it. And this person did the Minimum to clean and no redraws.

If you want a chapter to release faster, you can at least help us.

Kougeki scans could just as easily get away with keeping sfx in for the sake of faster publishing, but they choose to put in that much more work and personal time. Kougeki scans is always recruiting

At least with most other smaller scale eng translations were kept to Google Drives in discord servers. Idk I'm petty and a little upset upon learning this.

And manga sites often don't care and simply suggest the 1st uploaded version so it's a little discouraging knowing what I myself put into this chapter particularly.

This chapter was a real labor of love and backpain because this ch was pretty important to me otherwise ddshfdgh. I've spent weeks on this chapter and only getting half of the pages assigned to me. These chapters lately are amazingly difficult and I just wish people would have a little bit more respect knowing that we have been trying.

tldr; I just want for you all to be mindful when reading this English fan translation of dgm 244. I'll post and share Kougeki Scans' version once it's completed.

#d gray man #dgm 244 #frankly im really upset but it cant be helped #i was scared to speak up bc i didnt wanna come off as openly frustrated over a group effort #but after talking to staff they at least agree with me #you can rb but i may delete this post later on. #im sorry i j ust really needed to vent #i just get upset seeing those caps posted online lol #i still feel like i have no right to complain but im gonna complain anyway

[the-enby-bird]

collapses into a pile of dust

why did i just have to go onto tumblr web solely so i could format a post right and have it save im going to sob

#(yes i reported the glitch to tumblr just in case im j ust mildly tired and this was inconvenient therefore i must die) #birdbrain babbles

[darkestaken-archived]

why is the alola region the prettiest region

#✦ 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 ► ooc. #( im j ust. im just in love with alola )

[n0ct0urn1quet]

i feeel . sick to mys tommach <3

#i cannt sl eep and all thats inn my head rn is jjust b ad tthought after bb ad thought #wrrote something vveyr very indulgennt earrlier abt two of my wwc ocs a nd itt helped but now i m justt #shhaky again and just feeling nnauseous and i tthink i might aactually throw up #i jjust fel miserable rnn cause o f crramps #it literaally feellgs like somonenes rearrangingn my organns . like somteones jus rreaching down thhere and just fucking #aggreessively grabbing my u terus annd squeezinng it like a s tressball #i am in so much paiin #i ca nnt get any mediiciine for i t thoughh cause the mediicine is in momms room bc the kid was trrying to play with it #but mmoms room is locked so i cannnt g o in there #sso im jsut llaying here #im nto eveen on my thinng yet. i hhavent starte.d. i havv e a pad in but i hhavent actually started yet #imm j ust miserabble i need a hugg

[angelicalbones]

I am going to support him thru anything bc he is my world but the fact that as I am on the precipice of finally achieving something and throwing my all into a long term dream of mine suddenly he is having a gignatic not mid(hes in his early 30s) life crisis where he is having to completely drop literally everything including cons we were going to together and hobbies and people and his entire personality to find out who he "really is"

is a little exhausting. He has no clue the effect this is going to have on me at all. even as we were working through all of my shit he still did things, achieved things, had *something* to himself and I supported him however I could. Yet he is completely disintegrating into dust the moment I have something for just me with in my grasp.

I dont wanna believe its intentional bc hes genuinly such a kind man who deserves the world but he was still born and bred into a world of narcissists. manipulative parents where if it wasn't about them it may as well burn down to the fucking ground their children included. and every day I worry that maybe I just never realized how much of his parents he is truly like.

#im so tired #i want to support him and see him happy but I cant keep being told everything I thought I knew about him for the past 8 yeras was #just an elaborate lie that I fell for #hes a shitty fucking liar #but he wont listen to any reason at all so I j ust hagve to wait for him #I might as well just not fucking bother anymore its like every time i finally stretch toward my cosplay dreams #theres something that happens #its not meant for me

[mintyvoid]

I wish i could drop 1.5k on a laptop. I wish spending money prompted me into marketing commissions. Even when i wasnt getting money from the gov or job, and was watching my savings dwindle...it never pushed me enough to start asking for money or making a com sheet or streaming or freelancing

And i wish it did, i wish something would motivate me to do it, to actually follow through.

I legit dont think even homelessness would do it.

Im so tired of working and seeing no results but needing to keep working for the chance of results. It seems like such an impossible battle.

And i cant tell if the issue is my disability/mental illnesses or if im simply not trying hard enough. That the problem is me, my stubbornness or what have you, or things i cannot change or have control over.

Should i be able to succeed with what i have? Am i really not trying hard enough.

Or do i lack something, something i dont have access too and thus shouldnt beat myself up over my constant failure as a person and artist. And the fact that i dont have it isnt my fault.

#minty rambles #tw depressing stuff #rant #vent #srry j ust having a hard time rn #well really im always having a hard time lol. #if youve seen any of my other rants this has been a constant for me for 5 years #i cant seem to break out. i dont have the tools #and to get the tools i need money. but i cant get money because i need tools. but to get the tools i need money #or i just need to shut the fuck up and work with what i have. i dont know which is correct #i try not to compare but its just frustrating cause i know others struggle way more than me. and are more successful too #so it makes me think that im doing something wrong #aaaaaaa

[myluvrrhea]

Hi. I hope you are having a good day or night. I would like to request a Rhea Ripley X fem!reader where it's Rhea and Readers wedding day and Reader is panicking and won't listen to anyone and ends up having a little panic attack and requests to talk to Rhea but the bridesmaids ( Liv Morgan and Bianca Belair if possible ) try to talk to her and calm her down but Reader starts crying and begging for someone to get Rhea and once everyone leaves, Reader closes and locks the door before sitting behind it and crying and Rhea gets the word about Reader and starts getting concerned and runs to the Brides room but ends up talking to Reader thro the door ( Fluff and Love all around ❤️ ) If Not That'll be completely understand. Thanks you. Peace and Love

Pink Matter / Like A Tattoo

Pairings - Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

Word count - 0.7k

Warnings - Crying, mentions of anxiety, sort of a panic attack, fluff at the end!!

PROOFREAD :)

You looked in the mirror, seeing your just done makeup. Completely ruined. 

Mascara was running down your cheeks. You were supposed to be excited. After all, it was your wedding day. But you felt the dread haunting you as you thought about it.

You felt panic rise as the door of your bathroom opened. You couldn’t let anyone see you like this. Not on your wedding day. You quickly tried wiping the running mascara off with the back of your hands. 

“You guys have to leave— you cant see me like this.” You spoke in a shaky tone.

But Liv, and Bianca had already saw you. They sat calmly next to you. The worry spreading on their faces. 

“my love whats wrong?” Liv was quick to comfort you, while Bianca rubbed you back. Bianca’s face read sympathy and confusion.

You felt your breath hitch as you tried answering. You felt panic as your breathing became more hitched. 

Bianca’s arm wrapped around your waist as she tried lifting you up. Liv soon getting the memo and doing the same.

“Come here lets get you fixed up-“ Liv was cut short when you shook both of them off. A look of sadness on your face.

Liv and Bianca exchanged worried looks as they tried to find out what made you feel this way. 

“R..Rhea.” You said in a low tone. You felt as if you were loosing oxygen.

Liv and Bianca knew what that meant. Liv leapt up from the bathroom floor as Bianca stayed, rubbing your arm up and down to sooth you. Hoping to lessen the anxiety you felt.

A few minutes later, Liv came back into the room. A water bottle in hand. 

“lets just relax. Here.” Liv gave you the water bottle as she looked at you.

You turned away from her as more tears flooded your eyes. 

“No I cant.. please I-I J..ust- I-I need Rhea please.” You felt the anxiety run through your veins as you spoke.

“Please.” You begged once more.

“Don’t worry, shes on her way.” Bianca whispered as she rested her head on your shoulder.

Liv gave Bianca a look.

“Look I know she must’ve heard, I mean its her wife.” Liv rolled her eyes while shaking her head

as Bianca spoke.

You felt your hands shake as your breathing hitched.

“Honey are you ok-“ Liv was cut off when you spoke.

“N-No im not okay just leave.” You replied before Liv could continue.

Liv and Bianca got up, panicking they began to leave the room. They gave you sympathetic glance as they did.

As soon as the door closed , you leaped up, walking into the bedroom and locking the door. 

You sat on the bed, feeling the tears pour onto your blush painted cheeks.

Your breathing was rapid and so was your heart.

Your hands shook as you heard a knock on the door.

“Y/N, baby its me.” I heard Rhea talk to me through the door.

I didn’t want her to see me like this. She couldn’t. I looked a mess my makeup and mascara smeared. 

“I-I cant let you in.” I replied. I wanted her to be in here with me. I did. But I couldn’t bring myself to open the door. 

“Baby please, I need to know whats wrong. I hate seeing and heating how you’re feeling right now.” She answered me with a soft voice from what I could hear through the door.

I slowly got up. Stumbling on my way to the door, I found myself unlocking the lock. As soon as Rhea hears the door unlock, she couldn’t have opened it faster.

I saw Rhea gaze at me and seeing my current state, she felt a pang of heartbreak. She hated seeing her girl like this. Not because it was their wedding day. No. But because of how much she cares and loves you.

Rhea enveloped you into a sweet embrace. Leading you to the bed as you two sat down together. 

“Tell me whats wrong love.” Rhea whispered to you. A soft hand laying on your thigh. God you loved hearing her voice

You explained to her what had caused your outburst and change of mood. She sat there next to you, a comforting hand rubbing your arm. In those last minutes, you felt happy that this was the woman you would be marrying. And you knew nothing could break you two apart.

A/N 💬 - Im sorry this is so late lmaoo writers block has been kicking my ass :/ But anyways this is proofread and if i made any mistakes please tell me because I honestly cant handle the embarrassment.

#rhea ripley imagine #rhea ripley x reader #rhea ripley wwe #rhea ripley x you #rhea ripley fanfic

[nctsplug02]

hi saw u accepting requests is it okay to ask for gym date (basically jaehyun dragging you to gym with him) you guys have separate trainers he got busy with his thing then suddenly a guy told u you're doing the wrong thing and offered to help only to see jaehyun standing at the back of the guy bc go get your girl! thank you <333

[10:01pm]

genre: fluff and suggestive

warnings: kissing, flirting, working out, fingering, sexual talking and sexual touching.

you giggle and thank your husband when he holds the gym door open for you. “for the lady.” he says standing next to it like a solider. “thank you, kind sir.” you wink before heading it.

“alright,” you yelp when a smack is landed on your ass. “let’s go find our trainer.” he wraps his arm around your waist and drags you around the amazingly huge gym.

“we have our own gym at home and we decided to go—?”

“—to the gym with a personal trainer who’ll professional train us.” he cuts you off and finishes.

you sigh, “could’ve just hired them and invited them over to our gym.” you mumble and jaehyun hums. “found him— them?” you look where he’s at and you see two men standing by the weights.

he leads you to them and they immediately greet the both of you with handshakes. “so, this is albert. he’s a bit new and he’ll be helping y/n. is that fine?” you look at jaehyun before nodding. “perfect. alright, shall we start?” the four of you agree to starting so daniel, jaehyuns trainer, took jaehyun to do leg press.

and while you and albert. you were standing and waiting for alberts instructions. “alright, this is 20lbs, can you lift it?” you duck under the poll and you put your legs together before lifting it onto your shoulders. “ou, it’s light.” you say before squatting.

“ah,” he winces and you panic, quickly standing up and putting the bar back onto the holder. “did i hit you? step on your foot? bump into you?” he chuckles at your worried state. “nope, not at all, babe.” the nickname catches you off guard.

“okay—okay, stand with the bar above your shoulders again.” you duck until the bar is above your shoulders again. “now, spread your legs a bit.” you part your legs by a few inches and he chuckles.

you gasp and look down between your legs when feeling his hand above your knee. “j… ust a bit more.” he extends and finally he hand is moved from your thigh.

“alright, im gonna have you do at least fifteen. we need full on squats. start whenever you’re ready to.” you nod, gripping the bar more. fixing your fingers and shifting it above your shoulders.

you lifted it off the holder and you exhaled sharply before dropping down slowly and pushing back up. you do another one before being stopped.

“okay, you aren’t doing it correctly and that’s fine. i’ll show you how.” as you go to put the bar back onto the holder, a body is pressed behind you. “oh, i thought—?” he puts his hands on your hips and his head is near your left side.

“you weren’t going low as needed. you need to go lower to build more muscle in your legs so this is how low you’ll go.” you hesitate before lowly lowering yourself.

your ass pushing into his pelvis and you immediately shoot up. “you alright?” he asks you when noticing your panicked figure. “yeah, uh.. just personal space, y’know?” he nods and moves his hands up to your waist.

that was not the personal space you meant.

“let’s try it again. slower this time.” as you lower yourself you could feel something hard poke your ass. “i uh,” you quickly shoot up again and his hand slips off your waist. “maybe we should—?” you stumble to your left when feeling your arm being yanked.

you look up to see jaehyun. “we’re gonna cut this short today.” albert looks at you and jaehyun confused. “oh, why?” you look at albert then jaehyun then albert.

“alright, let’s cut the shit. you’re fired. stop touching my wife. stop trying to stick your dick in her. piss the fuck off.” albert watches as a grin grows on your face.

as jaehyun drags you out the gym, you cling onto his arm. “im sorry.” he unlocks the car and opens the door for you.

his silence scares you.

after he climbs in and exits the parking lot, he finally speaks. “why’re you apologizing, babe?” you chew your bottom lip. “because i didn’t speak up for myself.” you could his a soft laugh from him. “you don’t have to apologize, baby. you didn’t do anything wrong. not a thing.”

he reaches over and places a hand on your thigh. “let’s just put our gym at home to use— m’kay?” you nod, placing your hand on his. “thank god.” he chuckles at your exaggeration.

your lips twitch as his hand moves closer towards your heat. two hearts heated from two different places.

your thighs squeeze more around his hand as he softly rubs your clothed pussy through your leggings. “i can feel how wet you are.” your eyes follow the street sign after jaehyun takes a different turn.

“w—we were supposed to then that way?” you point to the rig huff after he makes a left. “don’t worry.” he sounded like a kidnapper.

“spread your legs for me, baby.” he says patting your inner thigh. slowly, you spread your legs open. giving him for access to your pussy. “pull your leggings down.” you yank your jeans and panties down making jaehyun take several quick glances.

“fuck,” he mutters and shifts in his seat. he reaches down and rubs your slit. “oh, fuck.” he hisses and he feels your wetness just slather all over his fingers.

you gasp when he hits the brake after pulling into an empty area. “scoot your chair back, babe. make space for me.” you grab the handle and you push your chair back. jaehyun shuts the car off and climbs over the console to you.

his finger slips into your hole making you gasp lightly. “ahh,” he chuckles softly and groans. “look how easily my finger just slipped in. are you wet for me?” you nod, biting on your bottom lip. “just for you.”

“for who?” he puts a hand behind his ear.

“j—just you!” you squeal and he leans down. pressing a kiss on your lips.

it was always and only for him.

#ash talks #nctsplug02 #anon #nct smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop smut #kpop fluff #nct 127 #jung jaehyun imagines #nct jaehyun #jeong jaehyun fluff #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun angst #jaehyun smut

[hazelnutnebula]

unfinished evie things //🔥🐯

#My Characters #Evie #Genshin Impact #sketches #scribbles #doodles #i was gonna do more these. b ut god i j ust. #have been too head empty #so im just gonna throw them here. in their messy state #but evie.. i care them

[roachemoji]

yelling about ST under the cut

Im just gonna write in here while i watch the first episode im not good at analyzing things and also my dyslexia. exists? so bear with me lmao

I love the foreshadowing in episode one so much and maybe its because ive read a fuck ton of threads about it especially in later seasons and the connections between xyz and 123. LIKE ITS JUST ENOUGH THAT IF YOU DIDNT KNOW YOU WOULDN'T KNOW but its also so obvious??? (question for em ik youre reading AKSDHASKD does the choice to cast fireball in the dnd game over casting a protection spell mean anything??? <3)

its also so interesting seeing all the actors this fucking young holy shit AKDJHASKDJH but it was such a good choice actually casting kids because they play... kids so fucking well? the bickering the relationships the NERDY SHIT JUST!!!! the expRESSIONS SO FAR i love Joyce so much. I am vias bc i love Winona Ryder BUT <33 what a MOM <333333333

i know cinematography is important and so far theres a lot of focus on lightbulbs and IM ASSUMING THATS GOTTA DO WITH THE THING THEY DO LATER ON??? WITH THE WALL AND TEH LIGHT BULBS???

DIDNT KNOW HOPPER LOST HIS KID ASKDJHASLDJASH!!!!!!!! oh hes gonna. oh this. hes. hmm. (feeling things) OH I J UST GOT TO THE PART WHERE THEYRE TALKING ABOUT H IS CHOICE IN DND LMAO i feel like theres more to it im impatient and just gotta get through the first episode after they came for Eleven i zoned out and forgot i was doing this ASKDJAHD ANYWAY

i get it.

#bo posting #bo.txt #stranger things #IM YELLING IN HERE A LOT #IM RAMBLING??? IN HERE #ITS NOT MCH SORRY #LMAO #im not good at the whole #analyzing #im just ENJOYING #along for the ride

[avatarkv]

okay last tangent for the night! i absolutely adored the scene of reader and her bio mom. imo i think had this been different circumstances where time had been kind, reader would be more open to hearing, listening, talking, doing whatever given the chance to interact with her bio mom. but the fact she holds onto her relationship with neytiri so harshly is chefs kiss! mwah!

when i read that, i of course understand the base level reaction from reader. she was raised by neytiri, she’s been loved by neytiri, and even if neytiri doesn’t see all of readers insecurities, she still sees reader. she’s her mother through and through.

BUTTTTT,,,, another angle i got after i finished rereading was that the reader might of felt like the “ if i accept this basically stranger into my heart, im taking away one of the major reasons as to why i still consider myself a sully” and by “accepting” this stranger, she might not have anything or anyone to cling to anymore from her life growing up. AND THATS PROBABLY A REALLY OBVIOUS POINT BUT your work is really great and i had to get it off my chest okay goodbye again!!

i am so waiting for more of these on the next chapters. i kinda think i should've broadened the said scene more, honestly. it feels somewhat empty still ; ( but your messages just GETS them i love you so bad. quick flashback to that certain message i received weeks ago where the anon asked about the reader's mother and my response was she never really flew her mind because she had neytiri - so i wanted to explain that using the scene !

reader just didn't really care to open up to her bio mom because neytiri had always been enough- enough that she didn't feel the need to seek nor ask for her and YOUR THIRD PARAGRAPH J UST EXPLAINED HER TROUBLES P ERFECTLY I COULD JUST GIVE YOU A FAT JUICY KISS ON THE CHEEK.

i think if she truly accepted her bio mom, she thinks that there'd be no sully left in her- you know what i mean? reader doesn't really have a father-daughter relationship with jake so she feels like neytiri is the only thing giving her that familial feeling. i wish i could explain their dynamic more !!!! (AND I WILL)

thank you so much for these tangents ;( i love them so bad.

#hear mauve ☆ #W tangent anon #favorite messages !

[decaydanceredacted]

OKAYYY hi its me again. i j ust sent the one abt not very sexually tying up mr andrew john hurley im still thinking btu that deserved its own redacted so these r going here. after ive untied him and hes had a minute to chill he would like immediately take complete control over the situation. telling me to get on my knees and not look at him or speak without permission. that ive had my fill of admiring him and now its his turn. i didnt really think i had any power here, did i? because thatd be pathetic. theres no possible way someone as stupid as me would be able to do anything to him if he didnt let me. i even needed his help with getting him in the right position! i dont know annnything. all im really good for is worshiping him. obviously. all of this he points out. a lot. he doesnt hit me (even though im obviously aching for it. which he mentions.) he just grabs me by the hair and drags me over to the bed. or the couch. whichever is closest. he tells me im allowed to look at him now and that i have 10 minutes to get him off and if i manage it maybe he'll let me come. i do my absolute best (read: a very purposefully shitty job) to suck him off but im not properly pleasuring him, so he fists his hand in my hair and fucks my face how he wants. and i let him. because im made for it. he doesnt come, though. he holds himself off for the 10 minutes and looks at me all disappointed. im not even any good at the thing i was made for! if i cant even suck him off, whats the point of him keeping me around? i should really be ashamed. and now i dont even get to get off! what a poor thing i am. ok im not thinking abt this part as hard bcuz idrc but it feels obligatory. he bends me over on the floor and fucks me with as little prep as possible (but its okay, im practically dripping wet just from being face fucked! bcuz im a whore.) and puts basically zero thought into my pleasure, focusing on getting himself off as quick as possible. he pulls out before he comes (because i dont deserve it) and paints my back all sticky-white. i didnt realise how long this was getting but discord stopped letting me type it there bcuz its too long so im ending now. after hes cleaned me off and kissed away my tears we cuddle up in bed and fall asleep together mimimi the end

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#ah #i think this qualifies as an #extra long redacted

[bulletsgirl]

sorry i need to write this and im really frunk but i need to type it anyway. when i was going home as many peopl know the first thing i did after top surgery was put on welcome to th ebblack parade. and i burst into tears. ic ouldnt help it. i was so happy. i was so fucking. and my dad. my dad hadnt seen me cry in fivce years. and he said so. i ahdnt reqalzed it had been so long. but when he sadi that he said should i pull ovcer because truly he didnt know what to do. he didnt. but tears streaming down my face i was like. please just listen. listen. do you understand what this was to me. what it was. there is clear memory of being 14 at a waterpark and looking agt my mom. while i wore a bikini and asking her to accept that i was a boy. i felt stupid . i felt righteous. i remembered gerard. my mom told me she'd never respect that and neither wuld my dad. one day they did but it took me threatening to never spewak to them. the thing is -> i could not give a fuck . DO OR DIE. youll never make me. go ancd trhy. youll never break me. WE ANT IT ALL. WE WANN APLAY THIS PART. and gthen. i looked my dad in the eye. the man who two years elarier would have nedver thought he could accept that iw as trans. the man who was driving me home from getting my top surgery at 5am. and thorugh tears along to gerard i muttered. i wont explain. or say im sorry. im unashamed. im gona show my scars. and in that moment i touched my chest. where the bandasges where. i knew i was being ridiculous. i knew i was crying from happiness even tohugh i hadnt cried from sadness since i was 14. and i said give a cheer for all the broken. dad. and listen here because its who we are. BECAUSE IM JUST A MAN (im not but i am) im not a hero (i never was and im not now) im just a boy(of course i am. of course) who had gto sing this song <- and the thing was if i hadnt gotten top surgery or started t i wouldve killed myself. i just wouldve. but of course i didbt. i was who i wanted to be. finally. i was in that car and id never been closer to what gerard was saying. i was there. finally. finally. finally. i was who i wanted to be. the drains were still attached, i hadnt seen my chest yet, and i was who i wanted to be. thank god. thank myself, because i was the one who fucking TRIED. TO . GET THESE THINGS. only me. in alabama, when i had to leave the state for almost a year just to get testosterone, i tried. and i did it. i did it. i did it. i am who i am. i am a man but im not a man. by virture of the fac tthat im not a hero. im j ust aboy. who had to lplay this part. isnt taht crazy. i had to. i dont anymore. i am who i am. i love who ia m. no matter how bad life gets. who i am is beautiful. i love it. i cherish it. and then when black parade ended i played mama. the song that when i was young made me ralize i was transgender. and i remembered how i felt the first time i heard it. walking in circles. outside mh house with my headphones in. so so young. realizing what i was. finally. and being scared so scared i stopped listening to mcr. nd now i think. i had no idea. that htings could be okay. that my body could be my body.and now it is. thakn you my chemical romance. THANK YOU WASHINGTON <- me. because i deserve to be thanked for being myself. k bye

#actuall ysober me dont delete this its beautiful and true and you know it

[vincente8932]

Fandom Oneshots: Sophie In Wonderland (The Walten Files)

This was requested by TheGrimRead3r on A03. If you want to request me anything let me know (keep your fetisheize to yourself and don't request me any weird shit. Your gonna get blocked if you do)

_______________________________

She remembers what happened at Bunnyfarm... Everyone else that got hurt including her own family

A white man was next to her and scared her. Sophie is haunted by memories of Bunnyfarm, where so many people were killed, including her own family. She is startled by the appearance of a mysterious white man, and it triggers her fear. "Who are you?" Sophie said, Bon got close to her and leaned forward "my n am e is B on" he said "I do n't t hi nk we've me t be fore" "Bon" said "b ut" he trailed off "yo ur moth er said so mu ch abo t you" Bob tried to to place his hand on her check and backed away Sophie remains alert and doesn't let "Bon" get too close. She looks puzzled as he trails off, and says, "My mother did?" "Bon" tries to place his hand on her cheek, but she pulls away. "Y es". She seems surprised with Bon's assertion, and doesn't quite believe him. "What did she say?" She asks. Bon gets a little closer and tries to place his hand on her cheek again, but she pulls away just like before. This time, he doesn't try to stop her. "T hat y ou we r e specia l, tha t y ou wer e her on ly chi ld." Bon says gently.

She glared at "Bon" "I had two other siblings, Edd and Molly, I was never an only child" "I th in k she me ant tha t y ou wer e her specia l chi ld." "Bon" says sympathetically. "She loved you ve ry, ve ry mu ch." Sophie remains silent, taking in "Bon's" words. A hint of sadness crosses her face as she remembers her family. "My mother loved me very much..." she repeats softly. 

"Bon" tries to grab Sophie's hand while she resists. He seems to be trying to gain her trust, but she's not letting him get close to her. "Le t me ta ke yo u to h er," "Bon" says earnestly once again, "S he wa nts to se e y ou"

He makes one more attempt to grab her hand, but she pulls away again. "Wait..." Sophie says once more, "Your name sounds familiar..." "My n ame is no t Im porta nt r igh t no w de ar" "Bon" said as he looked at her "yo ur m o ther is wor ried" Sophie looked at him "who are you"

"Bon's" voice had a certain kindness to it, but even so, something about him made Sophie feel uneasy. She tried to pull her hand away again, but Bon grabbed it before she could. "Do n't be af raid," he said softly, "I'm n ot goi ng to hu rt y ou."

"Why should I trust you?" Sophie said with a mixture of anger and fear in her voice, "I don't even know who you are." "I'm j ust he re to he lp," Bon said gently, "Yo ur mo th er se nt me to fin d y ou. S he wa nts u s to go ba ck-"

She looked back at "Bon" and he turned into the rabbit from Bunnyfarm

"-S he wa nts to s ee y ou."

Sophie recoiled in fear as "Bon" transforms into the dreaded rabbit from Bunnyfarm. The memories of that fateful incident came flooding back, and she felt the same terror she felt that day. But a creeping doubt began to set in, could this actually be true? Could her mother actually be alive? Or was this some sort of sick, twisted joke? "You- you killed innocent people including my mother, why!" The rabbit remained silent, not willing to respond to Sophie's accusations. He just stared at her, his face conveying no emotion whatsoever. It was as if he was waiting for her to make the next move. Sophie was shaking with anger and fear, her heart racing and her body aching from the adrenaline. In a moment of rage, she lunged forward to attack the rabbit, but he ducked out of the way easily and quickly. "Oh S oph ie" Bon said

Sophie froze, hearing her name in the rabbit's voice. Something about it sent chills down her spine. "H-how do you know my name?" She asked, her voice shaky with fear. The rabbit didn't respond, just smiled back at her chillingly. The rabbit took a step towards her, his sharp teeth and piercing eyes making her recoil in fear. "I kn ow a l ot of th ings, my de ar." He said, his voice menacingly calm. Sophie felt trapped, like a deer in the headlights. "D on't be afr aid," The rabbit continued, "I'm not go ing to h urt yo u..."

Sophie stayed frozen. She was terrified, but the rabbit's tone made her feel slightly emboldened. Maybe she could reason with him, or at least figure out what he wanted. "What do you want from me?" She asked, her voice still trembling. "J ust to s ee yo ur m oth er." The rabbit calmly replied, "Sh e wa nts to s ee yo u to o, and s he's wa itin g for yo u." People with masks came into view, a sheep, a clown, a purple rabbit, and a musician "a re n't th ey bea utif ul So ph ie" Sophie felt her heart sink as the masks appeared, knowing that those were the faces of the other victims of Bunnyfarm. It was a horrifying sight, and reminded her of their tragic fates. She wanted to look away, but at the same time she couldn't help but stare at the masks. "Why are you showing me this?" She asked the rabbit.

"Y ou ca n't make an om elett e, wit ho ut br eak ing a f ew eg gs" "Bon" said as he grabbed her arm, Sophie flinched in pain as Bon grabbed her arm, but she didn't try to pull away. She didn't want to make him angry. "What do you mean?" She asked nervously. Sophie struggled to understand what Bon was saying. She wanted to fight back, but he had a firm grip on her arm. And before she knew it, she was surrounded by the masks - the other victims of Bunnyfarm. The sight of the masks triggered a wave of anger within her, and she tried to pull away from Bon's grip again, but he wouldn't let go. She pulled hard, but he held fast and she just couldn't get free.

In a sudden burst of anger, Sophie twisted her arm hard, causing Bon to let go. She swung at Bon, but he was quick and dodged just in time. He lunged forward and grabbed her arm again, but this time she was prepared. She kicked Bon in the stomach, knocking the breath out of him and allowing her to spin away. Sophie stood her ground, determined to fight. She glared at Bon, waiting for his next move. Bon stared back at her, his expression unchanged. He lunged again, this time in a lower stance. He got close quickly, looking to grab her again. Sophie saw this coming and stepped back quickly, dodging his grab and landing another powerful kick to his stomach. Bon backed away, not wanting to get within kicking range again. He held his arms out wide, inviting her to come at him. Sophie saw this as a challenge and charged forward, swinging a powerful punch at his face. Bon saw this coming and caught her punch, flipping her onto her back and slamming her hard onto the ground.

"My h ead, m y rul es" "Bon" said then he twisted her arm causing her to yell "wh at a p ity" he said then dropped her "I th oug ht you wo uld be mor e of a fi ght" Sophie moaned in pain as her arm was twisted, her body aching from the pain of the fall. She couldn't move her arm at all, it sounded like it was broken. She glared at Bon with a mixture of anger and fear, waiting for whatever he would do with her next. "Yo u're mu ch we ak er th an I thoug ht." Bon said with a cold, calm, and almost amused tone. "I th ough t yo u'd pu t up a b igge r fi ght, bu t, y ou ca n't eve n mov e yo ur ar m no w" He said, as he stood over her. "Wh ere's you r stre ng th, S oph ie?" He mocked. Sophie groaned as her arm ached severely, causing her to feel even more anger. She glared up at Bon, and even though she couldn't move her arm, she still wanted to fight back. Sophie screamed in pain as Bon's foot was pressed firmly against her back, pinning her down to the ground. She was powerless and couldn't move a single inch. She was scared, wondering what Bon was doing and what he was going to do to her next.

"P oor litt le Sop hie" Bon said "yo u ca n't eve n fi ght" Sophie screamed when she felt her back snap, the pain of it was like nothing she had ever felt before. She wailed in agony and couldn't move, unable to do anything to stop it. Bon kept his foot planted on her back, preventing her from moving in any way. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't move a single inch. The agony of her back was so immense that it made her unable to think or speak, she couldn't even form a complete sentence. Bon walked away from what he did and left Sophie there to slowly rot

#the walten files fanfiction #twf #the walten files

[milkydraws8]

what if f.f. was a farmer's son whose pa took me in after my car broke down and said it'd take a few days to get 'er all sorted out and in the meantime he had a guest room that was all mine as long as i pulled my fair share and i immediately agreed but not cause of avoidin sleepin in my car or for some love of labor but because the way his broad-shouldered son smiled at me from behind the porch post, grin peaking out despite his best efforts. over a long day of hauling hay and catching chickens im starting to feel a strange burbling in my chest that spikes whenever f.f. is near yet i work on and in the evening when the sun's getting real low he comes to my room with a fresh pair of blankets and i thank him and smile and he says im very welcome and the air between us is electric and he knows his pa's gone to sleep and i know i can be discrete and he tells me he's never been much like the other fellas, never really had much of an interest in chasing skirts and i ask him what hes interested in and he sits on my bed and rolls his big purdy eyes around in his had and says he don't know - j"ust stuff", he guesses and i tell him i've got other interests too and he laughs flashing me those delicious canines of his and stands up to leave, curly locks parting slightly to reveal a slender nape and i grab his hand and say wait and he's looking at me and i don't know what to say but i can feel his heart beating even through his ribs and skin and muscle and overalls and he knows how bad i want - need - this and i know it too and he just lets the lightning strike and i and then we

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