#magical overload

[crash-bump-bring-the-whump]

Whumpril 2024 - Day 9 - Self-Doubt

Rex is still @cyberwhumper's boy and Vic still belongs to @bxtterflystxtches !! Vic also still has self-worth issues, oops c: This takes place in a fun little military au we have going on!

TWs: self-depreciation, self-worth issues, gun mention, military setting, nightmares, near death experiences referenced, magical exhaustion/overload mentioned

Click click click

They were at it again. Rex and Mariano were doing weapon maintenance. Victory's jaw tensed, looking back at his own gun. It didn't matter, he could still see them. He could see Mariano say something. He could see Rex laugh.

That made something in his gut twist.

It didn't matter. Mariano was Rex's spotter, they needed to do weapon maintenance together. He knew that. It didn't mean anything.

Click click click

It could mean everything. His own hands slowed and his eyes drifted back to the pair as he watched Mariano take the sniper rifle from Rex--Rex's baby, and start disassembling and reassembling it.

It was fluid, and smooth, and deliberate, like everything else the kid did. He made it look effortless. He made it look as easy as breathing. Just like his magic. He could summon plasma that rivaled the sun, clean and pure and brilliant, without so much as a stutter. He could jog miles and miles casually, before morning formation. He could handle Big Dog's big gun as effortlessly as the man himself did.

Click click click

Mariano was good. Good enough to be the wolf's eyes on the field, good enough to be a war mage, to bear those scars from training. He was barely nineteen. Victory's jaw ached.

His hands were scarred, too. Maybe not as deep or as dark, but he had them. His arms still bore the marks of blade training, and torch training. He wondered if they'd ever fade--the dreams sure hadn't. He could still feel Luis' careful touch as clearly as if he'd just left the training room. The hand that slid along his back as he knelt over the metal table, eighteen and furious and terrified.

Click click click

Luis' voice never felt that far away, either, as Mariano's low voice drifted through the open air. Luis had more of a lilt to his voice, he was more emotive overall, but Victory could still hear the similarities. It leached into his nightmares, that calm, even voice of Mariano's and his impassive dark eyes boring into Vic's very soul as his magic shorted and overwhelmed him, as he underwent a nearly-lethal internal meltdown.

Mariano watched him, in those dreams. He watched Victory Montez die on the bloodied training room floor with hardly a whisper of concern. He judged him as he faded, lightning still crackling hot at his fingertips and vision blurry. He watched as Victory Montez washed out of the war mage program, and began to wash out of life itself.

He watched as Victory proved to everyone that he'd never be enough.

The kid was watching him now, Victory realized with a start. Rex was, too. Both of them had stopped what they were doing, and it took a moment longer for Victory to realize that the shitty light bulb above his head was flickering. Face burning, he waved a hand dismissively and started packing his own things away.

The weight of their eyes was just too much to bear. He felt his chest aching, felt the crackle of his own magic racing around in his blood. He couldn't be Mariano. Not as he was, anyway.

He just needed to train more, is all. A few more hours at the shooting range. Going on more runs.

He could be good.

He could be brilliant, even.

He would show everyone just how brilliant he could be.

@lektricwhump @cyberwhumper @bxtterflystxtches @inscrutable-shadow @honeybees-125 @whumperofworlds

#whump #whumpril2024 #whumprilday9 #day 9 #self doubt #jealousy #gun mention #military au #modern au #self deprecation #nightmares #near death experience #but only mentioned and sort of symbolic #it's in a dream it's a little funky to explain #magical exhaustion #magical overload #self worth issues #victory #rex #mage of violence

[laroserie]

— character : Tim Drake

— content : x gender neutral reader - reader is referred to as 'you', tim confessing multiple times and failing, reader is ... dense.

— authors note : as i said - i want to write for each weeks of december ! and today is the 7th so my deadline. this is short but sweet :)

— The first time Tim Drake, told you he loved you was the 7th of december a few years back. It was a regular day, nothings out of the norm expect for the fact that it snowed, when the weather forecast said it couldn't.

You took a moment to react, looking at your friend dumbfounded. You were both sitting at a table, at a coffee shop, you were sipping yours and had to put it down. Not sure how to react you simply laughed.

''Well, I like you too Tim? You are a great friend, but you caught me off guard with ... that.'' You told him after you finished laughing.

He sighed and shake his head, he seemed that he wanted say something else but Tim changed subject, talking about a new novel he was reading.

The second time Tim Drake told you he loved you was the next year, the 7th of december once again, this time you were watching a movie. It was just a cheesy regular christmas movie that you put on because you didn't know what else to watch - both of you were not paying attention to it. You were sitting next to Tim, your head was lying on my shoulder and your hands were intertwined. He wasn't sure how he kept his calm to be honest, his mind was racing and once again he just blurred out a 'i love you'. Not hearing any response from you after a few minutes had passed, he looked at you, to see you asleep. He sigh - once again his confession failed.

This time, he didn't care too much, 'I always have next year to tell them' he thoughts. He watched your sleep so peacefully and couldn't help but smile. Then his gaze lower to your hands holding each others and lightly squeezed yours. He didn't mean to but that woke you up, he let out a small laugh seeing you suddenly jerk up, asking for how long you were out.

The third time Tim Drake told you he loved you, was once again the 7th of december. He had decided to make it his habit, he could confess to you every 7th of december until you gave him an answer. This time you were both walking in a mall, looking at the decorations. It was his idea, he wanted this to be a somewhat romantic hangout and take it as an opportunity to confess but he gave up momentarily seeing how into the decors you were. At some point, you both arrived near the center of the mall, here the malls Santa was. You turned to him and looked at him without saying anythings - Tim understood nearly immediately what you wanted to do. He looked at you back for a while, before sighing and nodding his head. And there you went, getting in line to take a picture on this Santa laps, with Tim by your side, as you obviously dragged your best friend along. When it was finally your turn, he stayed on the side, like a parent do for a kid, while you went and sat on the Santa lap and took a picture. You jumped off the Santa lap and walked to Tim with a grin on your face - he couldn't help but smile lightly and whisper 'i really do love you'. You didn't hear that - but once again. Tim didn't care that much, - he knew he always had next year to tell you that.

The fourth time Tim Drake told you he loved, was the 7th of december, it was been now four year that this little tradition of his was going on. You didn't know about this one, you thought your tradition was to hang out every 7th of the month, which was the truth but not the entirety of it.

This time you both were baking gingerbread over at your house - well you had already finished baking it, it was currently cooking in the oven and you were cooking the mess that had became the kitchen. Tim did understand now why Alfred banned him and most of the residents in the manor from attempting to cook.

While he was washing the dishes, you were cleaning the counter. He quickly finished the dishes and went to help you clean it. 'Accidentally' getting a bit too close to you and brushing your hands against each others.

Once you finished, Tim and you sat on the floor in front of the oven to wait for the gingerbread to be done. While you were staring focused on the oven, he turn to you and blurred out, - once again.

"I love you." He was expecting you to laugh, give him a little punch on the arm and tell him you loved him too - because he was your friend. But you didn't. Still staring at the oven, you swallowed and responded "I love you too Tim.", he took a moment to register your words but he decided to hold back his emotions.

"You know I don't mean it in the 'I love you' like a friend way right ?" He asked. "Hmm I know. I didn't mean it in that way either." You answered, turning to face him.

"Oh. I'm glad to hear that … Can I ?" Tim asked, leaning closer to you. You nodded and he leaned even closer until his lips were on yours. The kiss was short but sweet, once he broke the kiss he whispered "You have no idea how long I wanted to do that …".

#Tim Drake Tag. 🦇 #i tried to read tim fandomwiki page and ... it's too long im sorry #i did solely based on informations i got from reading fanfictions about him ! ! woo #the magician sugar overload #a magic piece ? #tim drake x reader #dc x reader #tim drake x you #tim drake x y/n #tim drake imagine #tim drake blurb #tim drake headcanon #tim drake fanfiction #tim drake fanfic

[turtleblogatlast]

Huge missed opportunity to have more teleportation hijinks with Mayhem and Leo tbh

Could have so easily been made into a great April & Leo episode 😭

#rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rottmnt april #rottmnt mayhem #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #and if another of the boys needs to be there as well then I personally would love it to be Mikey but I could see arguments otherwise #I just love the Gumbus dynamic too much lol #anyway yeah god I need more one on one April and Leo interactions rather than the Barely Any we got in the show #and Mayhem deserves more screentime!😤 #if it’s not just an April and Leo bonding ep and one of the other boys is included then- #could easily incorporate Mikey’s mystic abilities briefly overloading and causing a nearby Leo and Mayhem’s teleportation to freak out #thereby teleporting everyone to an alien planet WHOOPS #for Donnie I could see him desperately trying to scientifically explain teleportation as an amused April and Leo proclaim that it’s magic #for Raph I can see him trying so hard the whole ep to pet Mayhem and failing every time #bonus points for all of this if Leo figures out how to more easily straight up teleport rather than just make portals or go between swords

[weebbbysblog]

Orter really has a picture on his desk with Dot, he’s the only one I can make out, but I’m sure it includes Mash and the others. This is so cute.

Lemon casually sneaking up on Mash and creeping him out, while Dot has gone completely feral. I’ve said it before, he’s unhinged but I love him😭

Lance being the overprotective brother and just being down right awful to my bby Dot😭

But let’s not forget Rayne, you think he’s the calm, cool, and collected one until he hears a bunny hopping and man’s just runs after it, he really love his bunnies. How much cuter can he get?!

And finally we end with this picture, absolutely lovely. Look at them all. I’m honestly going to miss the manga so much

#manga #mash #mashle #mashle manga #magic and muscles #mash burnedead #lance crown #dot barrett #lemon #rayne ames #orter madl #cuteness overload #feral dot #sister complex lance #creepy lemon sneaking up on mash #cute Rayne chase your bunnies bby #the end #chapter 162

[philcoulsonismyhero]

A thing I've been thinking about a lot as I've been obsessively re-listening to the Rivers of London books on a loop and putting colour coded bookmarks into my paperbacks (in short, being Extremely Autistic about the series) is just how interesting it would be to explore what it would be like to be an autistic wizard in that 'verse.

Like, take vestigia. It's a whole extra category of sensory impressions on top of everything else that you're picking up on, and you only get more sensitive to it the longer you train for. Peter wonders at one point if Nightingale isn't just straight up listening to the magic of the city in order to find out about cases, and even if he isn't doing that he's still got to be picking up on a Huge amount of sense impressions from the magic around him. Would an autistic practitioner be even more sensitive to vestigia? Just how much of a sensory overload trigger would it be, given that it's not a true smell/sound/whatever? Do really skilled practitioners like Nightingale ever get overloaded by just how much they can sense? Would an autistic wizard have to train themselves to shut out their sense of vestigia so they didn't get overwhelmed?

And then there's how you learn magic in the first place, which is a lot of repetition, doing the same thing over and over again until you produce an effect, and then continuing to repeat it until the effect becomes consistent. And you build spells by learning more and more formae, memorising them in the process. Which sounds to me like Such an autism-friendly way of learning to do anything, I fucking love repetition and memorising huge amounts of information.

Also, it's pointed out a bunch of times that Nightingale has almost scary levels of focus. In Broken Homes he spends ages watching CCTV footage, and then a full half hour just staring at the dog batteries at Skygarden. And it's pretty obvious that his level of obsessive focus is what's made him such a powerful wizard, since he's willing to put in the hours of practice, so autistic obsessiveness would be useful too.

(Sidenote, but I'm not sure if I actually think Nightingale is a character I'd read as autistic. He's definitely got a bunch of traits in the right direction, like the single-minded focus, the scary levels of concentration, the things he's very particular about and the way he can miss Peter's sarcasm sometimes, but in his case I think it's more just his personality and training and age, plus all the trauma. But I do think it would be a fun possibility/what-if to explore.)

And when it just comes down to it, I don't think I've ever encountered a magic system that appeals more to the specific way that my brain works than the RoL one, it seems like it would be So fun to learn. Even, tbh especially, the Latin and all the other studying that's also involved. So it does rather entertain me that I've gotten really autistic over a book series that has such an autism-friendly magic system, it feels Good and Correct.

Although. Ben Aaronovitch. My guy. Give me a list of all the formae and how they work, I am Begging you. I've never wanted an in-universe textbook tie-in book as much as I do for this series and Eventually I'm going to get my hands on the TTRPG book and obsess over every little detail of how they've interpreted the magic for that.

#rivers of london #it's Such a good magic system and it scratches my brain in just the right way #also i think these books might have convinced me to pick up latin again #i did five years of it in school and i'm a bit rusty #but suddenly i really want to get back into it #but yes i've been bouncing off of various type of sensory overload for a month #and it's really got me thinking about how vestigia would interact with that #so here are some Thoughts #personal stuff #wizard nonsense tag #autism stuff #actually autistic

[dk-thrive]

Our mission, it seems, has to do with the mind.

We’re living in what they call the “Information Age,” but life only seems to be making less sense. We’re isolated, listless, burnt out on screens, cutting loved ones out like tumors in the spirit of “boundaries,” failing to understand other people’s choices or even our own. The machine is malfunctioning, and we’re trying to think our way out of it. In 1961, Marxist philosopher Frantz Fanon wrote, “Each generation must, out of relative obscurity, discover its mission, fulfill it or betray it.” Our mission, it seems, has to do with the mind.

— Amanda Montell, The Age of Magical Overthinking: Notes on Modern Irrationality (Atria/One Signal Publishers, April 9, 2024)

#amanda montell #the age of overthinking #mental health #thoughts #mind #information overload #the age of magical overthinking

[bung3665]

when I log onto Tumblr

I recently got into needy streamer overload and its taken over my life. Send help. Oh, and my brain's already writing fics in my head after having caught up with the manga, so that's neat

🙏bless🙏

#needy streamer overdose #needy streamer overload #nso kangel #nso ame #kangel #ame chan #nso #magical girl transformation but is it really all that magical #yes it is

[wolfsbanesparks]

VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION

Do you think if Tawky Tawny had babies they would be little magical tigers? Follow up question, would it be a similar situation to when cats have kittens and some are given away to be cared for by others? Because I had this headcanon that if Tawny had magical baby tigers, one could be given to Damian and another could be given to Jon on the Kent farm.

Oh my gosh, magical baby tigers 😍🐯😍!

I imagine that if they take after Tawky Tawny, then they must be magical in some way. It might be a bit odd to give the cubs away since Tawny is basically a person and the cubs may likely have the same roughly human intellect. But that doesn’t mean the boys can't bond with and babysit the little tiger cubs!

I can totally see both Damian and Jon bonding with the little cubs and being insanely protective of them. The cubs would get into all sorts of trouble that the boys would have to fix before Tawny comes to collect them, but they'd flash their big kitten eyes and be absolved of all blame. They could get away with murder and Damian would just say "shh, it's okay. I'll take care of this for you."

Billy is of course included in all of this, being Tawny’s preferred babysitter and the cubs' doting uncle/big brother figure.

But still I bet none of them know what they are doing and their misadventures in babysitting are almost as epic as their heroics.

Just so much chaos and cuteness in this idea!

#ask me whatever you want y'all #tawky tawny #damian wayne #jon kent #magical baby tigers #billy batson #shazam #dc captain marvel #love the cuteness overload this gives me #😍🐯😍

[themoonlikedmybrain]

#TAD #the amazing devil #quotes #art journal #autistic artist #late diagnosed adhd #late diagnosed autistic #actually neurodiverse #watercolour journal #sensory overload #journal #masking fluid is magic

[catinthedicebag]

A new batch of "Overload and Replicate" dice are made. They are inspired by the Izzet guid form Magic the gathering. A combination of clear red and blue resin with some white Mica and some metal foil inside. These are still raw and need some sanding and inking.

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#magic #magic the gathering #izzet #replicate #overload #dice #dnd #dnd5e #epoxy #handmade #resin #rpg #ttrpg #catinthedicebag #würfel #diceset #dungeonsanddragons #polyhedraldice

[gumy-shark]

god i love thinking about my ocs. figuring out storylines. etc

#i’m struggling to figure out the beginning of the story #specifically: anith’s falling out with pebs closest friend (/qpp) emmyn #where emmyn is a little too blithe and oblivious and self centered to be a good partner to anith #and anith is too passive to call out when emmyn oversteps pebs boundaries and just builds up resentment over time #the conflict Really starts when emmyn starts messing with magic crystals neither of them understand (against anith’s advice) #(especially bad since anith is an experienced magi-geologist and knows how to deal with this sort of thing safely) #emmyn ends up getting magically overloaded and irreversibly possessed by it and in the ensuing fight ends up hurting anith badly #(i was thinking emmyn encases anith in crystal forcing anith to also bond with the crystals against pebs will and OH I GOT IT) #maybe the crystals can sort of. bring people under their power back to life #so emmyn accidentally fatally blasts anith with her newfound magic and encases peb in crystal to incorporate peb in the network #and then when anith wakes up and busts out of the crystal on pebs own (horrified at what peb has been turned into) THATS when they fight #and THATS when anith decides emmyn’s too far gone to be saved #oc: anith pebsen #oc: emmyn cressori

[laroserie]

— character : Atsushi Nakajima - Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

— content : x gender neutral reader - polyamorous relationship between Atsushi, Akutagawa and Reader, reader is referred to as 'you'

— authors note : second writing for the second week of december - again publishing this on the deadline but it's fine ! hope you enjoy :)

— It was not surprising to learn that neither Akutagawa nor Atsushi ever did any of the typical holiday activities. It was expected, after all one was quite literally an orphan and the other … was Akutagawa. But as Christmas was coming, you thought 'why not have them experience it, this year ?'.

And it wasn't a bad idea, it was sweet and cute, maybe a bit cringe but who cared ? Well - Akutagawa did, you first tried to have them wear ugly Christmas sweaters that you had sew a few years back, Atsushi gladly accepted, he didn't care much that it was 'ugly', truthfully he found it somewhat cute.

But Akutagawa wasn't thrilled, when you handed him the sweater smiling and looking at him with hope filling you eyes and Atsushi next to you smiling too, - while wearing the sweat. He sighed and just said a simple 'no.'. A simple, cut and dry reject. He was not going to wear a stupid, ugly sweater.

Atsushi and you could beg him for decades, he still could not budge - or at least that's what he thought. Atsushi puppy eyes and you incessant whining, and preaching of holiday tradition made him break and he took, more like snatched, the sweater from yours hands and slides it on. But it wasn't without a few 'I will never wear this again.' and 'I can't believe I'm doing that'. He indeed, did that again, and maybe wore his sweater the most out of the three of you.

After the first step of your plan, 'Having Atsushi and Akutagawa experience the wonders of cringy stereotypical holiday shenanigans' was done, you decided to start the second one, which ultimately was one of the easiest one, simply watching those silly holiday movies while snuggling up in a ton of blankets.

You already did that, multiples time whenever your boyfriends schedules could permit it. It was just like a regular movie night, - expect with holiday ones !

And it was indeed easy, the hardest part was probably to listen to Atsushi and Akutagawa commentary about what the characters were doing and why it was stupid or bad or didn't make sense. But it wasn't that much.

What was really difficult was the third part of your so called 'plan'. Making gingerbread, not even a gingerbread house even if it was your plan at first, you realized quickly that making a gingerbread house with your two beloved could be probably impossible.

The two of them were not exactly great in the kitchen. One was very messy and ended up making a mess of everything and the other thought he knew better than the recipe itself.

It was fun to see them struggle and fuck everything up but having to be the one fix it up was a different story. Trying to stop Akutagawa from adding one too many eggs and telling Atsushi to be careful with the flour was energy draining. You couldn't complain much as you were aware of their kitchen related issues and still wanted to go with your plan.

At the end you all had fun - to some extent cleaning up everything was awful - and it was all that counted. And the gingerbread wasn't even that bad ! A bit too sugary, because Akutagawa insisted that there wasn't enough sugar in the mix but it was honestly okay.

And that make you come to the fourth and last step of your plan, decorating a Christmas tree, you took out of the attic your old Christmas tree as well as a box full of decorations and placed it in a corner of the living room in your shared flat. It a fun regular holiday activity that you thought could be very simple to execute, well wrong.

The two man had an interesting sense of decoration - Atsushi insisted on putting multiples bauble onto one singular branch of the tree and Akutagawa thought that intertwining multiples garland together. You didn't intervene or tried to change the way they decorated the tree but you couldn't help but ask if they were sure about it - to which they both answered 'yes'.

One thing they both agreed on what to put the star ornament at the top of the tree - probably because they saw it on multiples tree outside. And they gave you the honour of doing it, considering you were only watching them from the side while they worked on decorating the rest of the tree.

Once you finished putting up the ornament, you took a step back and looked at the tree, it was a overcrowded in some place and felt very messy but it was endearing.

#a magic piece ? #the magician sugar overload #bsd #bsd x reader #bsd x you #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #atsushi nakajima #bsd atsushi #bungou stray dogs atsushi #atsushi x reader #atsushi x you #atsushi x y/n #atsushi nakajima x reader #nakajima atsushi x reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x gender neutral reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs imagine #ryunnosuke akatagawa oneshot #ryunosuke akutagawa oneshot #ryunosuke akutagawa imagine #akutagawa x reader #akutagawa x atsushi #akutagawa ryuunosuke x reader #akutagawa x reader x atsushi #akutagawa ryuunosuke x reader x atsushi nakajima #akutagawa ryuunosuke x gender neutral reader #akutagawa x gender neutral reader

[trevlad-sounds]

Retro Murmeration Rituals

Released 22 March 2023

Wojciech Golczewski-MONO:04

Magic In Threes-It's Good to be the King

CIALYN-Convivium Isle

Gustavo Jobim-At the occult library

PILOTPRIEST-Bonus Track: The Canyons

The British Stereo Collective-Dread

Com Truise-...Of Your Fake Dimension

Stellarays-Pastoral Drama

Rolf Trostel-Bao

The Heartwood Institute-Great Gable

HOME-6

Folclore Impressionista-BONUS: Sound and Vision (7" extra track)

Rhomboid Mane-Obrist

RIEUX-Revok

Joel Vandroogenbroeck & Walt Rockman-Fairy Tale

Richard Demaria-Studio 96

Panamint Manse-LandMarks

The Overload-The Subliminal Man

Rising Sun Systems-Arcane Marine Biology

TALsounds-Soar

Richard Bone-Saiyuji (Dawn) (Daniele Baldelli & Marco Dionigi Remix)

Harvey Sutherland-Jouissance (Adrian Sherwood On-U Sound _Pure Enjoyment_ Dub)

Jake Schrock-Cosmic Ocean

Twilight Sequence-Looking at Lifeforms

Pabellón Sintético-2001

Everyday Dust-Setting Up The Lab

HAWKSMOOR-Porte-Cochère

Maston-Strange Rituals

Vic Mars-Ident A

Correlations-Side On

Mark Barrott-Dr Nimm's Garden of Intrigue And Delight

#Wojciech Golczewski #Magic In Threes #CIALYN #Gustavo Jobim #PILOTPRIEST #The British Stereo Collective #Com Truise #Stellarays #Rolf Trostel #The Heartwood Institute #HOME #Folclore Impressionista #Rhomboid Mane #RIEUX #Joel Vandroogenbroeck & Walt Rockman #Richard Demaria #Panamint Manse #The Overload #Rising Sun Systems #TALsounds #Richard Bone #Daniele Baldelli & Marco Dionigi #Harvey Sutherland #Adrian Sherwood #Jake Schrock #Twilight Sequence #Pabellón Sintético #Everyday Dust #HAWKSMOOR #Maston

[super-heroinecomparisons]

Black heroines. Click for full size.

#giga #zen pictures #sailor senshi #pure blazer #sentai #ranger #sentai black #magical girls #example overload #black collage

[pink-pone]

getting some snacks for the hungry lil shark pone!!

art by the super incredible amazing talented @elfcicada !!

#the cuteness overload of it all #sketch book #ivory #my oc #gingerverse #mlp oc #pony oc #oc #mlp #mlp:fim #My Little Pony #my little pony friendship is magic #My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

[actress4him]

Whumptober 2023 - Day 13 - Lainey and Isa

I've been working on the next chapter of this story for a while now, but for now you get a bonus chapter - the rescue from Isa's perspective!

For most of the days this month I tried to use the lyric or at least the song as the prompt, but this is one of a few where that just didn't work out and I used a different prompt, instead.

Masterlist

No. 13: Infection | Panic

Contains: lady whump, sensory overload, needle mention, fever, captivity, thoughts of death, magical whump, touch aversion, implied sedatives

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Isa can’t remember ever feeling this sick before. It isn’t the first instance in the time she’s been here that a wound has gotten infected, but she’s weaker now, likely. There’s no way she hasn’t steadily been getting weaker all this time. And now…it’s probably finally the end. Yes, she’s thought it many times before. She thought she was going to die just a few days after she first got kidnapped. She never dreamed she’d still be here five years later. 

But everything has been so much worse since Lainey ran. Sir is so angry. She isn’t sure anymore that he wants her alive. He seems like he wants to keep beating them both until they’re dead and he doesn’t have to deal with them anymore. So even if he does come back down here and sees how sick she is, she isn’t confident he’ll do anything about it. 

She sleeps, mostly. Fitful dreams, flashes of memories and nonsense fill her mind. Everything inside of her is burning. The few times that she’s awake, the searing pain across her back has her whimpering and curling her hands into fists. 

Through it all, she’s aware of Lainey’s presence next to her. She can feel her heart beating steadily, can occasionally feel her palm brush her forehead and hear her murmuring reassurances. The only regret she’ll have in dying now is that she has to leave the poor girl on her own. 

Suddenly she’s jolted awake, though she can still barely convince her eyes to open. There’s something close by…a car. The rumble of the engine vibrates in her chest. Is Sir…leaving? He didn’t leave them extra water, though, did he? He really does want them to die.

But wait, no, that’s…far more than a car. The vibrations are growing, filling her lungs so that it’s hard to breathe. She glares up at the ceiling, fluorescent lights dancing and shimmering, trying to make sense of it.

“What is it?” Lainey’s voice floats by.

“Something…coming…” she mumbles. “Cars?” Dragging her hand up to her chest, she rubs at it weakly, trying fruitlessly to dispel some of the pressure. There are so many cars up above them. Loud cars. Cars full of people that are now spilling out, footsteps pounding the ground. “Too many…too many cars and…people.”

Lainey says something in return, but she doesn’t hear. Everything is just getting worse. There are noises drifting down the stairs, yelling and banging, but even worse than that is all of the movement. It’s so much more than she’s felt in such a long time. Dozens of heartbeats, feet running here and there, engines still idling. It crawls underneath her skin, from her center out through her limbs and into her fingers and toes, up the back of her neck into her skull. It feels like someone is pounding a mallet into her sternum. 

Closest of all is Lainey’s excited voice and elevated heartbeat. She wants to tell her what’s happening, wants to ask her to make it stop, but all she can do is moan and attempt to disappear into the floor. She can’t breathe, she can’t think. 

Just when some of it starts to calm down some, some of the footsteps and heartbeats start moving closer, bringing loud voices with them. Someone is in the basement. It fills her with automatic panic, but she can’t even stop to figure out what it means past the suffocating sensations taking over her body. It’s starting to turn painful. Little pinpricks all over, like fingernails digging into her skin. It won’t stop.

Then someone touches her. Touching means pain, always, but she can’t get away from it. All she can do is lie there, flinching and whimpering as it becomes harder and harder to draw in air. It’s too much. They’re tugging at her shirt, making her back flare with fiery pain, and moving her arms around and messing with the wound on her leg. 

All the while their heartbeats pound, pound, pound. Their breaths rake across her skin, their voices pierce her skull. The footsteps above have turned from fingernail pokes to needle pricks, and the engines might as well be cars running over her chest. 

Make it stop, make it stop!

But it doesn’t. It goes on and on and on, the hands touching and then lifting her, making everything on her body cry out. There are straps that chafe against her already raw skin, and she’s being jostled, carried, taken away. She doesn’t know where they’re taking her. She doesn’t know where Lainey is. They can’t leave the basement, Sir will be so angry, and she can’t take anymore. She wants Lainey, she wants to wake up and all of this be a fever dream, she wants to stop feeling.And finally, finally, she does. There’s a prick in her arm that she barely feels above everything else, and suddenly everything starts to fade away. No more vibrations, no more pressure, no more pain. Heavy with relief, Isa drifts off into a deep sleep.

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