#mans a walking red flag

[inkskinned]

he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.

except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?

at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.

except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.

about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.

he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.

#i used to think it was romantic too and then i was like. now i see it as a HUGE red flag #writeblr #it is also almost EXCLUSIVELY said by immature ppl who think this is normal #fyi even if u think it's funny and ur like 'im an introvert it's just TRUE' like. you need therapy (ily tho) #healed introversion is just ''i would prefer to be by myself'' not ''i hate every person'' ... hate is not normal. that is not healthy #im sorry. i know it feels accurate. but if you're walking around with that kind of rage.... #1. you're making a LOT of assumptions about every single person u have ever met. which is often unfair and unkind #and also usually involves judging people based on their worst moments or little mistakes #2. you are being unfair to the person who is ur ''exception'' #3. there is a VAST difference between ''ur my favorite person'' and ''the ONLY person i like.'' #idk i think this is just a personal bias thing tbh #im sure there are people who have this experience normally #but i have YET to find a man who thinks like this and ISNT absolute DOGSHIT. although tbh.... like. im sure he exists #when u hit like 30 some of the things that were once kind of hot now just sound fucking exhausting. like ''im in a band'' #edit in the tags: i used to kind of be like this too. but the thing is that like. my life became so much more peaceful #once i started believing that people are generally good. like yes i am mad at the world at large #but it's just.... a very hard way to live. you're not a bad person or wrong for the ways other people hurt you and taught you to be angry. #but that anger will continue to hurt YOU. it will punish YOU. it will prevent YOU from making new deep connections. it will protect you yes #but it will also cause MASSIVE blowback. bc if you lose the One Person... your life will fall apart. i know this personally. #i really recommend just trying to be... cautiously optimistic instead. like. yes #people can be horrible and cruel and there are some communities (incels for example) that aren't worth that optimism #but i think like... most people will hold a door for you . most people want to help you find your wallet . #i hope one day you are able to find peace. i hope that rage eventually smooths over. i know how hard it is PERSONALLY #and i know what must have happened to you. and im deeply deeply sorry we share the same wound. #but i promise - sometimes we all need someone else to help us carry the weight. eventually the rage has to die so that we can let help in #i had to spend years biting at outstretched hands. i still often do. im still very wary . and my heart breaks that you flinch too. #here's the thing: i don't blame you. but we were both acting out of fear and pain. .... not out of healthy behavior. and ... change #was needed. i needed change too. rage was useful for a while. then it just left me isolated and bitter. i had to (with effort) #choose to let that rage go. and let people in . VERY SLOWLY THO LOL

[rabbit-hearted-girl]

Miguel O'hara is the definition of pretty privilege. Man had beef with a fifteen year old and probably has a ton of anger issues, yet he's being thirsted over like he's the last can of coke in the Sahara desert.

#not judging though #i see the vision #i took one look at him and my daddy issues started acting up #he's a walking red flag #and we're wearing tinted heart shaped sunglasses #miguel o'hara #spiderman 2099 #atsv #spider man across the spiderverse spoilers #across the spiderverse #spider man

[scary-senpai]

Thanks, I hate it. I would gladly hand over all my credit cards & banking info if y'all promised to spend it on therapy.

#one punch man #opm #spoilers #opm spoilers #manga spoilers #garou #garou opm #no it's cool i never expected to retire anyway #i'm on the standard 'walking into the sea' millennial special #but the good news is that the ice caps are melting and the sea is probably coming to me. #i strongly suspect the world will end around the time i turn 65 so seriously it's nbd. #bang is made out of red flags in this essay I will

[gaygh0stt]

RIP Lucy Gray for not seeing that the man dressed like this was a walking red flag💔

#look i know it's just their uniform #but it's so funny #like man is a LITERAL walking red flag #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #the hunger games #coriolanus snow #president snow #lucy gray baird #lucy gray

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰 🎀Age in bio or blocked🎀

Fucked my way up to the top

A follow up to Clumsy Office Intern Boss!Sukuna x ClumsyIntern!Reader

WARNING: THIS IS A HEAVILY DUBCON FIC. BUT THAT IS ALL IT IS FICTION. I do not endorse such behaviors. If this is happening to you God forbid, it's not sexy or cool it's abuse seek help. Reader is very much hierarchically lower than Sukuna who is her boss. And he takes advantage of this. He is not a good man. Sukuna is also older than reader by a bit. Reader does not say yes. Read at your own discretion.

This has been betad now. We die of cholera like normal people in the Victorian era or poverty or whatever. Many thanks to my beta reader @ominous-meme for all her help.

Ryomen Sukuna, forty-five, manager at the company, a well-known dictator among the employees – even ones not on his team – had his eye on you. The stupid blubbering intern who kept messing up and kept getting saved by her co-workers. Why, though? Why were these men and women so devoted to you? It was simple. You had enraptured them like a demon of lust straight from the second circle of hell. 

He watched you now, eyes trailing up your smooth thighs to the pronounced curve of your ass;  to your thick tummy; to your soft breasts just barely peeking out from the pale blue shirt you wore with its first two buttons undone. Around your neck, you wore a thin silver chain with a small gemstone that glinted in the light catching his eye. A gift from an employee – Gojo-kun. “For doing so well in your first month here, Intern-chan!” he had announced to the cubicle. Sukuna had rolled his eyes then, and he did so again now. It was clear that the blue topaz was a stupid way of him trying to claim you as his own. Geto and Ieiri liked bringing you little treats too – snacks from the vending machine, an “extra” coffee “accidentally” made. And Nanami… Sukuna scoffed to himself. The biggest simp. Always softly smiling at you, making sure you’re going for your lunch break, waiting with you till you finish up work. Effectively making sure that all the time you spent in the office, you interacted with Sukuna minimally. 

It was infuriating. So now that he had gotten hold of a chance, there was no way in hell he wouldn’t let it go. Here you were, all alone in the office, working late on a project that he had strategically told you about only this morning, knowing that Nanami Kento’s watchful eye was on a work trip out of the office for the day... 

He approached your little desk  (littered with small notes of encouragement from your co-workers and your cute stationery) and scoffed at your hunched back seeing the Cinnamoroll and Kuromi pen and pencil alongside the Hello Kitty eraser. Hearing him, you turned around in your chair slowly, wary of what he might ask. “Sukuna-kachou, I’m working on the ta–” 

“That’s not what I’m here for.” He cut you off brusquely. You waited for him to speak, anxiety slowly growing in your chest. If only Geto-senpai or Nanami-senpai were here, you thought. They might have acted as a buffer or if only just to calm you a little. “We should have a chat. Wrap up and come to my office please.” 

This was it then, you mused. At least you weren’t going to be fired in an office full of people. It would just be you and him; everyone else having left for the weekend, probably enjoying themselves in clubs and bars; drinking and doing karaoke.

 Saving the file you were working on, you packed up your things and headed to Sukuna Ryomen’s room. It was a nice spacious office, with a large desk and even a sofa set around a coffee table. Being on the thirteenth floor meant the large windows displayed the sprawling city in front of you, the lights scattered all around with none of the usual bustling city sounds. 

Sukuna sat at his desk leaning back in his chair, his thick arms crossed behind his head, pushing up his hair. He indicated with a nod of his head for you to sit in the chair opposite; you did so, carefully trying to glean what it was going to be. A reprimand? A firing? Were you going to have to look for something new now? Your mind was running a hundred miles an hour thinking up all the possible scenarios you might have to face. 

Your boss’ voice cut through your thoughts, “How long have you been working at this company now?” 

“Sir? O-one month and a few days, sir.” You squeaked out a response. 

“Hmmm…This is your first time working in such a big place isn’t it?” 

You nodded, “It’s my first time working, sir.”

Sukuna felt his cock twitch. The softness in your voice, the innocence. He couldn’t wait to absolutely ruin you. He wanted to mould your cunt in the shape of his cock. 

There was a lull in conversation. As clumsy as you were, you didn't want to lose this job. 

You were about to tell him that you’d work harder when he suddenly spoke up. “You’ve improved a lot since you first came here, you know. But you still have a long way to go.” He paused as if he was thinking, then said, “I want you to do something for me.”  

You nodded your head vigorously, thinking you'd do anything to save your position here;  such a prestigious company with a good name and so much potential for growth. 

“You see, I need to know that you’re dedicated to your work here.” You were so dedicated; you could show him! “I need to know you’re dedicated to me.” You would do anything to prove it! “I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock” 

Anything…? 

You spluttered, unable to form the words needed for an adequate response.  “You want to keep this job don’t you?” he asked smoothly.  Your head slowly nodded in response while your brain frantically tried to process the situation you were in. “Then get on your knees and show me just how dedicated you are, slut!” 

Sukuna barked out the last word, startling you into getting out of your chair and going around his desk. You barely understood what you were doing, only that he had angled his chair as you walked around to him, to allow you the space to kneel before his crotch...and then you were dropping to your knees. 

“Good girl.” 

You watched as your trembling hands unzipped the black slacks, pushing the band of his boxers down. These small hands pulled out his cock from inside, the pink of your nail enamel reflecting your face – wan and blank with eyes wide, lips slightly parted. It was this that made you pause. 

Sensing your hesitation Sukuna caressed your cheek – an uncharacteristically gentle touch that made you drop your guard – which was all the opportunity he needed to shove his cock into your mouth. The slight graze of your unsuspecting teeth made Sukuna hiss. 

“Oi, watch yourself brat. Come on. I thought you wanted me to know how dedicated you are.”

You couldn’t help but open your mouth wider, pink glossy lips stretched around his thickness. Sukuna had thick veins running down the sides of his cock that you could feel against your tongue as you licked down. 

A groan made you look up at the man through your lashes. You looked so young and soft. Sukuna felt himself twitch in your mouth. “Suck, brat. What are you looking at me for?” You dipped your head low, taking in as much of him as you could and felt him grab your ponytail. 

If he wasn’t before, Sukuna was now completely under your spell. Your warm mouth wasn’t just sucking his cock, your hands weren’t simply wrapped around his thickness. You were milking him, for all he was worth, his lust, overpowering. For a moment he had to wonder if you were really human. That you weren’t in reality a succubus sent by Satan. 

He used his grip on your hair to shove your head down along his cock. You couldn’t help but gag. “Ganbare ganbare…” The soft words of praise that fell from Sukuna’s lips came with a hidden warning that you couldn't help but heed. Do this well, Intern, your job is on the line. 

You laid your tongue flat out and forced yourself to suck, pulling yourself off his cock with a pop! Then a kiss on his purplish head. You started licking up and down his length the way you’d seen so many times in porn. All those unrealistic situations had now come alive; here you were kneeling in between your boss’s legs and sucking his cock, taking him deep into your mouth while you played with his balls. The dark hair at the base of his dick tickled your nose and you resisted the urge to scratch it. Sukuna let you go at your pace for a while, let his cock explore the confines of your mouth as he watched your small head bob up and down in his lap. 

But he was never known for his patience, so without warning, you found yourself deepthroating him as he thrust up into you. Head held down by both hands, Sukuna shoved his length down your throat, over and over with little regard for your whimpers. Tears streamed down your eyes while he abused your poor mouth. Your nails dug into his thighs but he barely noticed, lost in the bliss of how you felt. 

“Come on, little girl. Take it! Take my fucking cock!” 

Your jaw was starting to hurt now from the stretch. You found yourself thinking of your kind co-workers. What would they think if they saw you in this deplorable state? You never wanted to find out. 

A jerk—-and Sukuna was cumming in your mouth.  Bitter and acrid on your tongue, you almost spat it out, but Sukuna pushed himself deeper and growled, “Fucking swallow, brat! I don’t want to see a single drop wasted.”You forced yourself to swallow. The disgusting taste clung to your tongue, making you gag. Sukuna pulled you off his cock, to your feet, and onto his lap. One hand explored your body, while the other stroked your hair. “You did a good job, little intern. Perhaps we can see about getting you a more permanent position in the company now.”

The intern position isn’t good enough for you anymore. Sukuna thought to himself. Maybe you’d be better off as my personal assistant…

Masterlist

#anonimuswritings #anonimusunnoan #jjk #jjk sukuna #sukuna ryoumen smut #sukuna ryomen #sukuna x reader #sukuna #dubcon #fanfiction #FICTION #NOT REAL #SUKUNA IS NOT GOOD #bad #bad man #walking red flag

[jinxed-sinner]

Alright so I've known about the theory that Alastor's colorblind for a few days now but I kinda wanna analyze it a bit more because I have access to a colorblindness simulator.

First of all, deer are dichromatic, which basically means instead of having three types of photoreceptors that respond to color (as humans usually do), they have two. Deer specifically are red-green colorblind, so their photoreceptors don't respond to red. This can also happen in humans, which is where colorblindness comes from. There are three types of colorblindness (protanopia, deuteranopia, and tritanopia) and two types of red-green colorblindness (protanopia and deuteranopia). Deer colorblindness as translated into humans would be severe protanopia (complete red-blindness). With this in mind, I'll be going forward with this post based on the assumption that Alastor experiences protanopia.

So let's look through a few screenshots from Hazbin Hotel put through a protanopia filter. First of all, the bar that made Lucifer go "what in the unholy hell is that?!" because I think it's interesting:

Yeah, that definitely adds more color lol.

What about Al's room?

His bayou is definitely more vibrant than the rest of his room, I'll give him that.

What about Deer Man himself?

He kinda has this sepia look to him, which also makes him look old-timey. I kinda love it.

What about his radio tower?

It has the same effect of giving it this sepia, old-timey look.

How would this play into Alastor's character?

First of all, for reference, here's an example of sepia toning used in photography:

While it's definitely more brown, putting the reds of Hazbin through a protanopia filter has a similar vibe. Additionally, here's that same image put through a protanopia filter:

It's less brown because brown requires red, so when you take the red out of it it looks more green.

Here are some more screenshots put through a protanopia filter:

If he wasn't colorblind in life (and, if he is canonically colorblind, it wouldn't surprise me if it's not something he gained upon death) I don't doubt for a single second he spends everyday feeling like he's just seeing things as if they're antique photographs and completely owning it because the reds of the Pride Ring immediately look like an antique sepia picture if you take out all the red and that fits his vibe entirely.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor the radio demon #jinxed chatter #hazbin hotel analysis #hazbin hotel theory #its so funny to think about the fact that everyone's like 'this man is LITERALLY a walking red flag' #and hes just COMPLETELY unaware of how bright that red is

[theactualsunshinechild]

Hold on hold on hold on I just had a brilliant thought.

Childe only has one ear pierced, and gives the pair to his left earring to Wriothesley because "it looks good on you; goes with your outfit!" But also just because he likes the idea of Wriothesley wearing something of his, but all his clothes are too damn small for the guy.

And Wriothesley actively wears it because he's sentimental like that. When it dangles and brushes against his skin it reminds him of Childe and puts a little smile on his face. He wears it on his right side because Childe wears his on his left, but also because his right ear is slightly more exposed so the earring gets to be more on display so everyone can see it.

#genshin impact #wriothesley #childe #tartaglia #wriochi #tarthesley #oh man when Clorinde sees it she thinks Wriothesley has lost his mind #“the HARBINGER??? really?! that boy is a walking red flag i hope you know.” #“Clorinde you know I'm colorblind.” #wriothesley x childe

[kiwiitin]

Gotta have some breaks through my second play through to indulge the brainrot

#astarion #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #fanart #that man is a walking red flag #especially the evil end has me laughing at him

[hellsbaby]

i will never forget the time when i was literally living the mafia romance life, he used to send me money and gifts all the time, he used to send someone to be near me ALL the time so that nothing would happen to me, i used to feel safe at night, he threatened to kill everyone who looked at me wrong, wanted to make me a stay at home wife and i dumped him 😐 should i unblock him and post something on my story LMAO

#and he was the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen #I’m not even kidding #he was really aggressive tho #and a walking red flag #but like??

[radioactivepeasant]

Fic Prompts: Free Day Thursday

Adopted Dadmas universe, set a few weeks after Damas called Samos out for harassing Jak. Keira has started questioning her upbringing for the first time, and is seeing some of her past interactions with Jak in a way she doesn't like. Warnings for past Samos being, well, typical game-characterization-Samos and being nasty to children.

"You're awful quiet," Tess observed. She put down her angle grinder for a moment and observed the younger girl seated at her workbench.

"Hey. You okay, sugar?"

Keira stared off into space for several seconds before remembering to inhale. She turned a guilty face to Tess and said, "I think I'm a bad person."

Tess’s hands stilled on the prototype.

"Oh," she sighed, "this is about y'all's messed-up childhood again, right?"

"He made Daxter sleep outside! He would pretend he couldn't understand Jak until Jak did exactly what he wanted!" Keira burst out, "How could I have ever thought that was normal?!"

Tess’s lips narrowed, and she imagined the bolt she was twisting was the sage's neck. "Well, because people like that work hard to convince kids that their behavior is normal when they're too young to know better. Gives 'em the control they're so desperate for. It wasn't your fault, Kiki."

"But I knew he was being mean!" Keira cried, throwing down her blueprint. "I knew everyone treated Daxter like dirt. I knew they made Jak and Daxter do too many of their chores! But they were so nice to me and I- I- argh!"

She shoved her bench back and paced the room angrily.

"Was I weak? Or just a- a brat!? A spoiled, selfish, mean little brat!"

Tess left the table to grab Keira by the shoulders. "Hey, whoa! Whoa whoa whoa! That's my friend you're talking about, there!"

Keira tried to shove Tess away, but Tess had an uncanny strength that belied her appearance.

"Hey. Look at me, sugar. I get it. Feels like revenge, right? Revenge on yourself? Like "how dare you feel good about yourself when your friends were so badly abused right under your nose". But baby, what does that accomplish, really? No, look at me. How does you calling yourself names help Daxter and Jak now?"

Keira dashed a hand across her eyes and shrugged sullenly. "Maybe it doesn't. Maybe it only helps me."

Tess scowled. "So Samos chooses to hurt those boys again and again and instead of holding him accountable the reasonable thing to do is hurt you? Put yourself down so you can feel as bad as they did? Girl, I love you, but how does that help?"

Keira didn't have an answer.

"I'm...I'm not trying to have a pity party," she finally admitted. "I'm not the victim here. I know I'm not- I'm like, the opposite of the victim. I'm complicit, Tess! How do we come back from that? How do I fix this? I can fix everything else? Why can't I just..."

She made a frustrated groan and let Tess pull her into a tight hug. "I'm so mad, Tess. At Daddy, at myself, at this whole stupid city. And I don't know where to put that anger."

Tess grimaced, but squeezed her friend tight. "Well. That puts you a little closer to understanding how Jak feels a lot, doesn't it?"

"I've been like. The worst friend."

"Doesn't mean you can't start being a better one," Tess countered.

For a few breaths, Keira was silent. It was hard not to give in to the recriminating thoughts. She had been the unwitting accomplice to so much harm, kept sheltered with blinders on as a tool to enforce a sense of normality on a "hero" who should've had the same childhood she did. And then even when free from Samos's influence for two years, she'd found herself gravitating towards people who manipulated her in the exact same way. And she'd taken Errol's side in a fight. The side of the very man who had caused all the traits she'd criticized in Jak. Thinking about it now made her want to vomit. How had she fallen under the sway of such people for so long? And how could she ensure it would never happen again?

"Tess," Keira sniffled, pulling back from the hug, "Can...can I ask a favor?"

"Of course, Kiki," Tess answered warmly, "What's up?"

A feeling of resolve hardened in Keira's chest as she took a deep breath. "You're a spy. You know how to read people like a book. Can...could you maybe teach me? How to tell when people are, are lying, or being manipulative? Stuff like that?"

She looked away. "I want to help the guys. And if I want to do that...I need to help me, too."

Tess’s sympathetic expression stretched into a wide grin. To anyone who knew her well, it would have been an ominous sight.

"Sugar, I thought you'd never ask."

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And meanwhile, the absolute Mood Whiplash of what's happening just outside the city, in the mountains

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"I miss our dog."

"Your dog," Daxter corrected, without bothering to open his eyes.

"That's cold, Dax," Jak whispered, "How can you just disown our boy like that?!"

"Remember when he pooped in my kitchen??" Daxter asked incredulously.

"He's just a baby! He can't help it!" Jak hissed back. He rolled over on his cot to poke at Daxter's hammock. "C'mon. Don't tell me you and Tess aren't gonna have pets when all this is over. You aren't fooling anyone."

Daxter leaned out of the hammock to swat at Jak's hand. "Oy! Decent folks is tryin ta sleep, here! And for your information, we're gonna have a cabbit hutch! And a butterfly garden! And Chopper is not allowed to eat my butterflies!"

"You don't know that he would!"

Jak sat up, about to further argue the merits of the dog he'd left with Tess, when a sound akin to a growl rose from the other side of the tent. Both boys quailed and settled back into their beds.

"Jak started it!" Daxter tattled, then pulled his blankets up to his nose.

"Sorry, Pa." Jak smirked and ducked under his own woven blanket.

Damas flung his arm over his eyes and grunted disapprovingly.

"We're on the move at dawn," he reminded them, "I suggest you use the remaining hours wisely. The clan rendezvous point is a four hour hike, so for the record, depriving your father of sleep is not a wise choice."

The little scoff of laughter he heard on the other side of the tent did not sound particularly like a pair of teenagers about to heed common sense. But as it could just as easily have been Jak still delighting in the novelty of someone deliberately claiming the title of his father, Damas could let it go. For now. If they didn't quiet down, though, they were both going to be walking down the mountain while he rode in the commandeered hellcat.

#fic prompts #writing prompts #jak and daxter #dadmas #king damas #jak and daxter au #free day thursday #adopted dadmas #adopted dadmas au #keira hagai #angst #Keira is a teenage kid trying to grapple with having been the golden child in a bad situation #she's not dealing with it in the healthiest way but she's also just a kid. she'll get there #because brains are mean little suckers sometimes and Keira's learning that firsthand #character development for keira because naughty dog wouldn't give her any #and consequences for samos because the man's a walking red flag #jnd tess #tess is best big sister figure #spy tess #tess is going to recruit keira into the spy order she was raised in and she's not sorry #eventual spy Keira #meanwhile Damas’s discovering road trips with teenagers can be A Hassle

[comraderoscoes]

I know Sainz is from a right rich family who vote party like VOX but I don’t expect this on my 2023 bingo card bc bruh💀💀 and he didn’t delete it??

https://x.com/carlossainz55/status/844670470624501760?s=46

hold on he’s…seen his number turned into a nazi symbol and said “haha brutal! i love” am i getting this right wtaf ??

#ask #anon #i also think it’s quite telling when people forget to delete shit like this bc they clearly don’t see anything wrong with it #his fans act like he’s some goofy himbo but no this man is a walking red flag

[thewhitehairedwitchgirl]

So this might just be wishful thinking on my part but I get the feeling that Leander's story is going to remind me a lot of Asra's Reversed Ending (which was my favourite in the whole game, yes including the Upright ones).

Spoilers for Asra's route (in a game that came out 5 years ago) but his fatal flaws are that he prefers to avoid problems rather than confront them, and cares so much about the MC that he would do anything to keep us safe. So in the Bad End, the Devil grants both wishes by tossing the MC and Asra into a pocket dimension to live out an eternal domestic fantasy with absolutely no memory of anything or anyone else.

To return to the current game, all the other Touchstarved LIs are visibly or implicitly inhuman in some way. Leander is the only one who appears perfectly, ordinarily human, death and rebirth symbolism aside, but considering the trailer his 'monstrous' qualities are probably going to be related to jealousy (green-eyed monster).

Leander's whole deal is that he is literally "too good to be true", being the only one capable of actually touching us and potentially breaking the curse. In addition to that, the second he met us he was already prepared to give us drinks, food, a bed, whatever we need. Furthermore, if you speak kindly of the other LIs, he will find some way to subtly badmouth or warn you away from them.

Hence, I believe his bad ending(?) is going to involve encouraging that possessiveness until we end up even more isolated. Perhaps part of his route will have instances where he tries to tempt us not to break the curse, after all we have him now so why bother?

#in conclusion this man is a walking red flag and i love him #touchstarved leander #touchstarved #touchstarved game #him immediately showering them MC with attention/affection/material goods feels like bait #like he's trying to lure us in #and it is working tbh i plan on playing his route first

[tinydove]

So fellow EA patreon people…..how are we feeling?

(Spoilers Below!!!)

Because I am not emotionally well right now 🥲

(Also I’m very concerned for Warden and they are probably traumatized and freaked tf out like this poor baby 😭😭)

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #i am not okay #lowkey crying over this man even though he was a walking red flag

[zeebreezin]

Did the Romance Chart that @thedeafprophet linked earlier for the main guys I’ve got developed currently! I can only recommend… some of these options…

#zeeposting #august shaw #b #the ravenous acumen #officer beverley #for the love of god do NOT date officer bev #the man is a walking red flag #my art #I had fun doing the little doodle portraits tho #character chart

[ms0milk]

writing bakugou x reader is always

me: excited to test out kats' complex character against a litany of scenarios

kirishima: the healthier, happier, man of my dreams, derailing the entire plot

#pom.chat #writing kiri as bkg's best friend it always a crapshoot bc by the end it just doesnt make any sense why y/n would ever pick kats over him #im not a compelling enough writer lmao #like- 'oh who ever shall i pick? the walking red flag or the man with no flaws?' smh #bakugou x reader #oh GOD #i always forget #bakugo x reader #UGHK #kirishima x reader #😋 #technically

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Assistant to the Doctor

Warnings: Dottore shit, mentions & implications of blood, chemicals, gore, threats, and violence

once again, written in one sitting with minimal editing

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To survive as Il Dottore's assistant, you must possess certain qualities.

First, you need high mental stability. Numbing yourself to the sight and smell of blood and various chemicals is only part of the job. You must also be able to adjust to the whiplash of each segment's different personality. Going from a talk about the applications of a new plant the Doctor acquired to being told all the ways your brain could spontaneously shut down in less than 5 minutes will be a regular occurrence. Not to mention the times you will need to clean up the aftermath of an experiment, though you can never tell if it's gone horribly wrong or horribly right.

Secondly, bendable ethics are a must, as they are with any Fatui position. Learn to block out the screaming as you pass through the labs. Try not to look any "patients" in the eye when he requests your hands-on assistance. Remember that anyone asking for the whereabouts of their loved ones should be turned away before the Doctor sees them, lest he eagerly shows them their answers. At least the pay is more than enough to find a way to cope with yourself.

Finally, an ungodly amount of patience. Dottore expects you to handle anyone seeking him out, including his fellow harbingers. The Balladeer will mock you no matter what you do, so don't take it to heart and focus on getting him out of your hair as quickly as possible. Childe's visits are irregular, but dangerous to be caught off-guard by. If you don't immediately direct him to a segment, you'll likely find yourself challenged to another losing duel. The Regrator is almost a welcome presence compared to the others, arriving at the same time each week and already knowing where Dottore will go to meet him. All you need to do is greet him and let him know if the Doctor had any change of plans.

If you can deal with the responsibilities of assisting the Doctor, you can find yourself learning new things almost every day, whether you want to or not. Just remember that if things get too much to deal with, escape plans are useless when it comes to a Harbinger. After all, you read the termination clause in your contract, right?

#man is a walking red flag #but hes hot so... #dottore #il dottore #dottore x reader #genshin impact #the doctor #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader