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creelmalfoylaufeyson69 · 5 months

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Helped

Warnings: Panic attacks/ mentions of kidnapping

Y/n sits on the sand as they stare into the water. They had come down to the beach to feel calm, but it didn’t seem to help. Their kid had gone missing, and some would argue it wasn’t their kid since they adopted the kid. But to them it was, and to the kid named Charlie. The two visited the beach a lot together that it was hard not to think about him

Their body begins to shake. Their whole body felt like the waves they were seeing before them. Each thought was crashing into them. Y/n tries to calm themselves down by deep breathing, but couldn’t since they remembered they taught Charlie how to help them during panic attacks

‘Oh how he knew how to help me during a time like this…’ they thought as the panic takes over them. They’re sweating profusely as they find themselves not being able to breathe anymore. ‘Where is my baby boy?!’ They thought as they shook so violently against the sand

Tears left their eyes now too, and they could feel every part of them becoming numb now. ‘Why couldn’t I see the trouble you were in to begin with? I’m an awful parent… they could take him back because of what I’ve done…’ the negative thoughts consumed them as they started to sob as they shook

Alec Hardy ends up seeing this, and instantly rushes over towards them. He had pure panic on his face as he worried for them. He hadn’t cared about his reputation at that moment when someone he cared about was on the verge of passing out because of their panic attack

Once he sat next to them, they looked at him. He hugs them, not caring about the sand beneath him that he hates so much. “I’m a terrible parent Alec” they start as he starts to rub their back. “No you’re not. This isn’t your fault Y/n. You’re an excellent parent!” He says truthfully

“No I’m not” they add as they find themselves finding comfort in his hug. “Yes you are. You’re the best parent in BroadChurch!” He says with a small smile forming on his face. This made them start to feel better. The man they’ve been crushing on for so long comforting them during one of their panic attacks

He knew they had panic attacks at times, but never saw one of them until today. “Thanks. Alec I have to tell you something important” he stops rubbing their back, and stops hugging them now as he looks at them now. “As long as it’s something positive” he says, which makes them smile and nod their head as they wiped their tears away

“I like you” they said without hesitation as they continued to smile. His smile brightens up now at the news. He kisses them on their lips, which they gladly returned. Once the two pulled apart, he continues to smile. “I love you Y/n” he admits as Ellie was walking up to the two

Ellie had Charlie by her side who was nervous to see his parent again because he believes they would think it was his fault. Before Y/n could respond, they could see Charlie in the corner of their eye next to Ellie. Y/n quickly got up, and rushes over to him with tears leaving their eyes again

Ellie starts to happy tear up as well once Y/n was in front of the two. They didn’t hug Ellie first, but they hugged their son first. He was tearing up too. “I’m so glad you’re back my baby boy” they said as Alec stood behind them. “You’re not mad at me Mapa?” They stopped hugging him, and looked at him

“Of course not sweetheart. It wasn’t your fault” they said, which makes him hug them. “I’m sorry if I made you think you’d be in trouble. But the one who’s definitely in trouble is the one who took you” they said, which makes him smile a bit. He sees Alec, and stops hugging them and goes over to him

Y/n stands up straight as they looked at the two. “I’ve missed you little buddy” Alec says, which makes Ellie surprised. “Wow, he does have a soft spot” she says as Alec bents down to Charlie’s level to give him a hug. Y/n’s tears left faster as the two hugged each other

“Well I now know who Alec has a soft spot for” Ellie says, which makes them look at her. “He has for a while to be honest” they said as they looked back at the two. The two still hugged each other, which made Y/n a little jealous. Alec could tell, and told them to join in on the longest hug on earth

Y/n smiles, and then finds themselves in the hug as well. Ellie leaves the family to be, and smiles at the sight she saw today

#alec hardy x reader #alec hardy #gender neutral reader #mentions of kidnapping #tw panic attack #david tennet

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hummingbird-of-light · 26 days

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Round 2: Fifteenth story for @badthingshappenbingo ~

Title: The Truth

Fandom: Star Trek (AOS)

Character(s): Robert "Robbie" Scott, Chris Scott, Leah McCoy, Female Alien OC (mentioned)

Relationship(s): Robert "Robbie" Scott & Chris Scott, Robert "Robbie" Scott/Leah McCoy

Rating: M

Words: 775

Prompt: Hidden Scar

Warnings: Mentions of Violence and Slaughter, Mentions of Kidnapping, Major Character Injury, Disgusting Themes, Angst

A/N: Sequel to "Getting To Know Each Other",

"All That She Wants" and "My Dearest Robbie"

(You can also find this story on AO3)

~ The Truth ~

Robert "Robbie" Scott let out a trembling sigh as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. His hands held on tightly to the sink and he felt like he was about to throw up.

His stomach was turning and twisting as he thought about the events of the past few days.

His son being taken, the kidnappers trying to blackmail Robbie into committing a horrible crime, Chris being saved by the one person Robbie had hoped to never hear from again.

He closed his eyes and the image of a familiar alien woman appeared in front of them.

Nomira.

She had left him a message, saying that she was still watching him. Even though she had promised to stay away from Robbie and his family, the restaurant owner apparently kept her eyes on the Scotsman who had saved her life some time ago.

Mixed feelings filled Robbie's heart as he thought about everything the woman had done. One the one hand, he was grateful that Nomira had saved Chris. On the other...

He opened his eyes and let them wander down to his bare hip. A shiver ran down the Scotsman's spine as he remembered a cold knife touching the skin, cutting out a piece of flesh.

A little piece of him. It had been everything Nomira had wanted. And he had agreed to the deal to protect his loved ones.

"Dad?"

His son's voice echoed through the hallway that was leading to the bathroom, but it didn't quite reach Robbie's ears.

He was too focused on the scar, remembering all the blood that had streamed out of the cut. His breathing fastened at the horrible memories.

Nomira's restaurant. The revelation what kind of meat she was serving to her customers. The longing look in her eyes as she watched the butcher cut out the piece she wanted to try the most.

"Dad, are ye —"

The door to the bathroom opened and Robbie's head jerked up as he was pulled out of his thoughts.

The horrified eyes of Chris met his own shocked ones and at first both Scotsmen didn't know what to say.

Only slowly did Chris step into the bathroom where his father had obviously just gotten ready to take a shower. His eyes moved from Robbie's face back down to the hip. A... a piece of it... was just... just gone.

"What the —"

"Chris, I... this... it's nothing."

Robbie's words seemed to pull Chris out of his initial shock. His face twisted in anger and disbelief.

"That's not nothing! What the hell happened to ye!"

Robbie slowly shook his head, tears starting to fill his eyes as he bit his lower lip. No... no, no, no. Chris shouldn't have known! He never should have seen it!

"Dad!"

Hands grabbed Robbie by his shoulders and he could only stare at his son's begging eyes. Chris wanted an answer. He wanted to know the truth.

And... he deserved the truth. But Robbie couldn't tell him. He couldn't tell his son about the horrors he had endured without someone at his side to help him.

So he did the only thing he could.

"L-let me g-get dressed quickly and... and then I'll tell ye everything."

When he opened the door to his apartment and stared at his counterpart, Robbie couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

"Sweetie, what's wrong?"

Arms wrapped around him in no time and Robbie leaned into the hug his girlfriend was offering him.

"It's... it's Chris," he whispered, barely audible, but Leah heard it.

"Chris? What's —"

Leah stopped as she looked over Robbie's shoulder and saw the young Scotsman standing in the living room's doorway.

He looked better than two days ago when Robbie had brought him to the hospital, however, something was definitely wrong. His face was stern as if something had happened.

"I w-was in the... bathroom. He... he saw what... what Nomi-" Robbie muttered, but his voice broke. Leah's eyes widened as she counted one and one together.

Robbie had told her what had happened. About Romulans having kidnapped Chris and about Nomira having been the one who had saved him. Robbie had insisted on his son moving in with him for some time.

A deep sigh escaped Leah's mouth and she slowly guided Robbie towards where Chris was standing.

"I suppose... it's time for you to know the truth."

They needed to tell him about who his savior was. They needed to tell him what Nomira had done and how Robbie knew her. And then... then they'd need to keep the impulsive young Scotsman from making a mistake. For Nomira Farie was no one to mess with.

#bad things happen bingo #prompt: hidden scar #fandom: star trek aos #fanfiction #robbie scott #chris scott #leah mccoy #robbeah #alien oc #whump #mentions of violence and slaughter #mentions of kidnapping #major character injury #disgusting themes #angst

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cambria-writes · 2 years

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hello! hi! i'm starting to learn that updating two fics in one day is a little bit too much. i was gonna post this on monday but then I got distracted so. here’s a midweek update. :)

me, wondering why I don’t have notes on the new chapter: why am I not—oh. oh it’s still in the drafts

is there perhaps a plot hole i forgot to cover up? maybe! (definitely actually but it's more like a slip of the... fingers?) anyways it contributes to the mystery so it's fine! probably. word count: 1,688 it’s babie rating: T, each chapter rated individually warnings: talks about last murder, Jane being a menace, lmk if I should add anything else!

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕰𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙: 𝔇𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢��𝔦𝔬𝔫

As soon as you're out of the building, you feel the need to ask. Instead, restrain yourself. Word it differently.

"It feels like you're starting to believe me." Clutch the strap of your bag to your chest. Mr Jane's mouth twitches in a way you don't recognize. You can't tell what it means.

"There's still no such thing as psychics," he replied evenly. Looks sideways at you, considers you for a moment. Opens the passenger door of the car for you. "Doesn't mean I have the answers to everything. Probably." You scoff and drop yourself into a passenger seat that is becoming far too familiar.

You still have no idea where you're going. It's a struggle, initially, not to ask. Once you get to talking about the music on the radio, you're fine. You have something to talk about, take your mind off things. Talk about the musical arrangement, your favourite score composers, instruments. Remember that one time, the first time, you went to see a symphonic orchestra, and how you cried like a child. You were twelve, okay, yes, but still.

You're nervously rambling and you know it. Jane doesn't point it out. Indulges you with a few hums and questions here and there. For the better part of the car ride, however, you try to nap. Once you've exhausted yourself of conversation, you realize you've had... not much sleep. Eyes feel dry, throat feels sore and legs feel stiff.

Thankfully, you don't dream.

Somehow, you manage to wake up a few minutes before you arrive. Wherever it is you're being taken to. Glance at the dashboard clock; nearly four hours have passed. Vaguely remember Mr Jane driving northbound. Most likely far past Yuba by now. You feel a small sense of disappointment. You honestly thought there was a chance you might be going home.

You get the very distinct feeling that where you're going is nowhere near as pleasant.

"Welcome back among the living," is what Mr Jane greets you with when you sit up straighter. You stifle a yawn; look out the window, and glare. Rain. Perfect. The sky had seemed clear when you left. Four hours is a lot of time for weather, apparently.

"Should I even bother to ask where we are?," you ask, tired, rubbing your eyes. Not sure if they feel any less dry than before.

"No point in it," comes a pleasant, chipper reply. It almost rubs you the wrong way.

A quick look around reveals that you're driving along a coastal highway. The 1, if you had to guess. Mr Jane seems resolutely staring off to the left. Not sure if he's looking for a house or out at sea.

"Fun fact, this little corner of Mendocino," he starts, and you sit straighter. At least now you have a name. "Is referred to as Slaughterhouse Gulch. Just makes you want to take a vacation here, doesn't it?"

A shiver runs down the back of your neck. "Oh, yeah, absolutely. Want to raise a family here," you deadpan. What kind of genius names a place Slaughterhouse Gulch?

Mr Jane almost snickers at your disdain. You huff, pull out your phone, and begin to google. There are a ton of useless links to maps of the area. A few to places completely out of state. (Of note is the Slaughterhouse Gulch haunted house, which you promptly frown at. Not what you're looking for.)

The rule of thumb is that if it isn't on the first page, try searching something else. You click on to the next page anyways. More maps. Nothing useful. Only on the fourth page do you find a link to an article written in the early 2000s.

There isn't much detail, but there's enough to make you uncomfortable. The Gulch was the hunting ground for a presumed serial killer. Women went missing every few months over the course of four or five years. The latest missing person reported dates back to 2003. For two years investigators followed less than solid leads, until the trail eventually went cold. Nothing to find, nothing to do.

"Anything interesting?" You just about jump out of your skin. Jane actually chuckles nervously before apologizing. "Geez, someone's a little jumpy."

"I was shot yesterday." Hold your hand to your chest to steady your heart and your breath.

Mr Jane seems to consider his words. "So?" You blink at him. "What did you find?" He keeps his eyes on the road. Looks to be ready to take an off ramp. Marvelous.

Shake your head, flip your phone around in your hands. "There's not much to find," you answer after a while. You determinedly keep your gaze on your feet. "Something about a serial killer that no one ever caught. Has a weird MO, only goes for women, used to take them from the Gulch until 2003, then nothing."

The silence coming from the driver's seat leads you to believe you should continue.

"Then there's... whoever's been taking people around the south?" Bite the inside of your cheek, when something strikes you. You frown. "Wait. Doesn't she seem to stick to the shore?"

"Not a bad guess," is Mr Jane's reply. A small bit of pride swells in your chest. Make quick work of rationalizing it away and ignoring it. "Why do you think?"

It takes a little bit for you to come up with an answer. By the time your thoughts are sorted, Mr Jane is weaving through narrow roads, slowly approaching the shore and its properties.

"I'm not sure. The bodies of the women that disappeared before 2003 were never found, right?" You get a short nod. "Maybe to drop them in the ocean..?" You trail off, resume biting the inside of your cheek.

You honestly feel like a clueless child trying to impress a grandparent. There can't be any way any of what you’re saying hits anywhere close to the mark. You have no background in criminology (high school classes in civil rights and law don't count, and you know it) and you have very little experience in criminal psychology, let alone profiling.

You have no idea why a consulting mentalist is asking you anything.

"I know that look," Jane says. When you turn to look at him, his eyes are still glued to the road. "You're smarter than you think. Miss Benraft. So tell me, why do you doubt that the bodies were dropped in the water?"

That he could sense your unease with your own statement is troubling, but that, too, you ignore. "Unless they were, uh. Disposed? Further from the shore? The current would just beach their bodies, right? So someone would have found something by now."

Again. Ignore the pride from the smirk you get. You look down at your phone's dark screen.

"I'm missing something super obvious right now, aren't I."

It's not a question. "The most obvious thing," Mr Jane answers anyway.

You sigh, close your eyes, hang your head. Your mind is too far into crevices, you know. You wouldn't be able to look at the bigger picture here if it hit you in the face with a truck.

When the car slows, and Mr Jane shifts down, you look up and out. The sight of a pale yellow house makes your stomach turn. Taste bile in the back of your throat. You do your best imitation of someone who isn't terrified.

"This isn't the cabin I saw, though."

Jane sighs, almost wistfully. "Dreams are a projection of the subconscious mind, Miss Benraft. What you saw was what you think is a comfortable, warm home. This," he waves at the custard coloured house. "Is probably someone's idea of comfort. God knows it isn't mine, either. But what can you do." Punctuates the end of his sentence by parking the car. You grab his shoulder before he can get out.

"Wait! Wait. What is this place? I don't—who lives here? Are we allowed to go in?" You get a wolfish grin as a reply before Mr Jane pulls himself away from you and out of the car.

You make a cursory attempt at steadying your breathing before climbing out. Wasn't very successful. Rake your nails against the strap of your bag. Walking up the small stone pathway to the door makes your heart thump increasingly hard against your ribcage. It may not look like the cabin in your dreams, but the visceral feeling of dread remains the same.

Mr Jane stops at the door, looks left and right (you don't like that at all) before kneeling in front of the door. You crowd him instantly, try your best to cover what he's doing.

"What the hell are you—what are you doing?" Frantically look around you. The whole street seems deserted; no cars in any driveways, no one walking around. The anxiety doesn't leave you regardless. "Are you actually allowed to do that? What the hell, are you a locksmith?"

A bark of laughter. Alright then, not a locksmith. "It's not illegal if we're not caught, right?" he offers you, standing up and turning to face you.

He is instantly five miles too close to you. Takes a second for you, long enough to think that Mr Jane probably hasn't shaved in a day or two, before you practically leap out of your skin. His chuckle isn't as carefree as it usually sounds. You don't bother to steady your breathing this time. Make a note to maybe go on a date soon. You probably need it.

The door opens soundlessly, signs of a property well maintained. A question pops up again.

"Wait, are we supposed to be here? Does anyone live here?" Look around; you notice the distinct lack of a "FOR SALE" sign on the lawn. Panic rises in your throat.

Mr Jane waltzes into the home without looking behind him. "Probably. Doesn't really matter; we're just going for a stroll on the beach." Through a house. That is presumably owned. And lived in. You dither at the door before stepping through the threshold.

You can only manage an unintelligible groan before crumpling to the floor unconscious.

𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

@fucklife-or-me @yearningforsappho

#honey and the hatchet #fanfic #fanfiction #patrick jane #the mentalist #Patrick Jane x reader #reader insert #guns #the mentalist fanfiction #procedural fic #mystery of week #mentions of murder #mentions of kidnapping #mentions of a lot of crimes tbh #descriptions of dead bodies #AFAB reader

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kimium · 8 months

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Chapters: 1/1

One shot. Sort of a Saw Franchise AU. Gift Fic.

"Yuu’s eyes widened. Hastily, they pushed their laptop aside, stopped scratching behind Grim’s fuzzy little ears, and grabbed their phone. He yelped in complaint as Yuu unlocked their phone only to see a notification, informing they had twenty-three unread text messages. Yuu’s eyes widened and they opened the app. At the top were six messages from Jade. Three messages were from Azul and the rest, all fourteen of them, were from Floyd. Swallowing, Yuu opened the messages from Jade.

Jade: Hello, Yuu. I understand you’re busy with school work but I have perfected a stuffed mushroom recipe. I’d appreciate some feedback from someone cultured and appreciative of my efforts. Please stop by the usual Monstro Lounge branch at 7:30."

In where Yuu loses track of time writing their master's thesis and forgets about supper. Good thing they have friends like Jade who look out for them and extend a dinner offer. (Oh, and the murder? Don't worry, it's in the background. Yuu will never notice.)

Hello, everyone!!! This is a gift fic for my friend @m34gs. As some of you may know I recently asked her a couple of Twisted Wonderland asks relating back to the Saw Franchise. This spiralled into a long conversation about this AU. I knew I had to write a little something for my friend as soon as we finished talking!

Anyways, there is nothing graphic in this fic as 1) I cannot do horror or gore well and 2) My knowledge of the Saw Franchise is surface level at best. Still, if any of my tags bother you, please don’t read this. Your health, as always, is important and up to you!

#personal #writing #one shot #twisted wonderland #sort of a saw franchise au #gift fic #university au #canon divergence #gender neutral pronouns for yuu #platonic relationships #mentions of kidnapping #mentions of freezing to death #hint that the octotrio are murderers #nothing too graphic but please check my tags and beginning note!

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neonpaperlanterns · 1 year

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GET FUCKED

I had a dream about Soundwave being passive aggressive cause Megatron thought I was hot. It was a stupid dream! So why not make it into a stupid story!

He’s staring again, likes to pretend he isn’t but Jay is not stupid. She knows Soundwave is watching the moment Megatron enters the bridge. He looks to his Lord first then his unseen gaze settles on her. The little human clutched in the larger mech's hands.

Even without a proper face Jay knows he is glaring at her.

He’s much pettier and far more malicious than she thinks anyone gives him credit for.

He threw her clothes out the airlock on the second day of her arrival.

There was also the sabotaged food.

Then there was the time he LOCKED HER IN WITH THE INSECTICONS and told them “SICK HER.”

She didn’t even know where he got that recording!

Megatron found her later extremely frazzled in the vents using a severed insecticon mandible as a weapon.

That bastard even had a recording of someone, she believes it was Knockout, sighing dramatically and plays it every time she so much as opens her mouth!

Jay thought being kidnapped was bad. And it was but now she had to deal with micro-aggression and murder attempts from a being older than her entire species!

It was ridiculous!

It had bothered her, he got under her skin so easily until everything clicked. She stupidly thought he hated her because she was human. That she was beneath them. And that was part of it, he believed Jay was beneath Megatron specifically.

When it came to light that this giant alien man child was harassing her and making her time imprisoned on the Nemesis a living hell because he was jealous? Well can anyone blame her for wanting revenge?

Jay started small lest her captor become suspicious at her sudden interest. She stopped batting his hands away. Stopped hiding from Megatron.

And that was the real travesty here. Jay had to play the part of a loving possession behind closed doors. There was no reprieve! So if she had to suffer then so would Soundwave.

And suffer he did.

As the weeks went by she got bolder. Starting doling out tokens of affection unabashedly in front of the communications officer. It helped that Megatron only really let her show him any form of endearment in front of Soundwave. His most trusted officer was the only one allowed to witness Jay fawn over Megatron. The only one who got to watch as she got to lay kisses on the scared face of his Lord.

The only one who got to watch Megatron be soft.

And it was killing him.

She had to stop herself from cackling as she felt the ever present gaze of Soundwave. She was nuzzling up to Megatron and the Warlord was cooing over her. Seeming so endereaded by this display.

She hated herself for the lengths she has gone to. But she hated Soundwave more.

So fuck pride.

Staring up with doe eyes, Jay mewled softly as Megatron ran a finger down her back. She chanced a glance at the other mech. He wasn’t even pretending not to look. His blank face boring holes into her.

Good, she wanted him to be looking.

Leaning up she pawed at Megatron, gaining his full attention before she placed a kiss on his jagged lips.

The screech of metal was all she needed to hear to know that Soundwave lost it.

Megatron pulled back and glared at his subordinate as he held her closer. Jay looked over at the Spy Master, forcing her eyes to go big and keeping her posture demure.

“Maybe we should go somewhere else?” she muttered sweetly, never breaking eye contact with Soundwave. She could feel the hate radiating off of him. The feeling of getting under his skin was potent. It was palpable. It was satisfying.

“Yes, I agree.” Megatron carried her away and she looked back at Soundwave one last time. He was recording them. Cozying up further into his ever beloved Lord she gave the camera an innocent smile.

“Get fucked.”

#transformers prime #TFP #megatron #soundwave #original female character #i dreamt about soudwave being a bitch so i had to turn it into a thing #shitposting at the speed of light #pettiness #murder attempts #mentions of kidnapping #cover up the horror with humor!#transfomers

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sanders-whump · 1 year

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the shape of someone's spirit au

TWs:

-Guns/hunting

-Domestic violence

-Cheating

-Mentions of kidnapping

-Stockholm Syndrome

Characters:

-Logan Whittaker: A biologist whose goal is to save the forest he lives in. Very conscious of how the lifestyle of modern society has ruined the environment. Also very interested in astronomy, and learning in general. Tends to see the logic in everything except for his own romantic situation. Unwilling to accept that he is in a toxic relationship with his cheating boyfriend, very meek and shy around him.

-Patton Parsons: Said toxic, cheating boyfriend. Hunter, and doesn’t care at all about the environment and finds joy in the killing of innocent things. Somewhat sadistic in that sense, but who’s diagnosing? Not me. Cheating on his boyfriend, thinks he doesn’t know. Lazy and rude.

-Roman: Half-chameleon, half person. No parents. Has lived all over the area, but eventually finds a temporary home in the forest. Kind and silly, and way too brave for his own good. A very quick learner, especially in linguistics. Able to disguise as other people and change colors to blend into his surroundings.

Plot:

Logan’s passion is biology, and working to find ways to save the planet from ruin. He lives in a beautiful cottage in the woods with his boyfriend, who works in the city while Logan does research from home. But Logan’s boyfriend isn’t good to him. He beats him and yells at him if he makes the smallest mistakes. But one night, everything changes. Logan comes home to Patton being kind and excitable. He’s eager to listen to Logan talk about his research, and he cuddles him gently, instead of being rough and demanding. Logan doesn’t understand what changed. But to his horror, when he wakes up the next morning, Patton is exactly the same as he always was: cruel and vile. And this pattern continues for a few days. Patton is awful, Logan leaves, Logan comes back, and Patton is wonderful.

But one day, things are different. Logan falls asleep, and when he opens his eyes, he’s face to face with a creature he’d never seen before instead of Patton. A chameleon-looking person. Turns out, Roman had been disguising himself as Patton with his powers whenever Patton left to cheat on Logan (though Logan doesn’t know that Patton is doing this), so he could take care of the precious human that Roman sees through the window being beaten and tortured. Logan at first is horrified, but then, he realizes how sweet Roman is, and how much he enjoys his company. So he agrees to let Roman stay with him, as long as Roman stays hidden from Patton. Logan knew that if Patton managed to get his hands on Roman, then he would be in grave danger.

(content will be tagged #soss au)

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speckle-meow-meow · 1 year

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hi, its me again LMAO.

i seen you also do yandere headcanons, can we please get swan yandere headcanons? He completly has the enough potential for that. He would be scary af too if we consider how emotional he can get which is perfect for horror.

Hello! It's good to hear from you again! And I totally agree with you he really would be.

TW: Mentions of killing, kidnapping, yandere, and hints at Juliet's family and her being killed 💀💀

Gender: GN

ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ

Now your screwed. But, BUT it depends on pre or post game

If we're talking about pre game swan wouldn't be to bad

He's still a yandere but he isn't as overbearing

He stalks you, steals thing you have used that you wouldn't miss or would forget about

Hes honestly to weak to physically kill your rivals stealthy so I don't really think he'd pick them off

I think he'd try to spread rumours about you but it'd back fire because your not exactly popular but your nice to everyone and tbh no one would believe swan they don't like him.

And ik I shouldnt shit on swan he's been through a lot but I'm just stating facts

Now if we're talking post game

Your fucking screwed 💀

He is so much more powerful now and he has a goal more important than killing his peers

He needs you

He craves you

Now that he's powerful it gives him more of a chance to get you

I think that when swan found the book and summoned the zombies, it gave him strength or at least some superhuman ability

Nothing crazy but it gave him strength, speed (not superspeed but it made him as fast as a professional track athlete) along with agility

He gives his friends a second job

To find you

You can't run but you can sure as hell hideout with Juliet and her family that's if they're still alive...

Tbh I think that if swan had a real goal he would've put more effort into obtaining said goal

So with that in hand he will slaughter anyone to get to you and I mean..

Anyone.

Swan is probably good at emotionally manipulating people

He won't hesitate to manipulate you

He'll probably break you down and mold you into his s/o who loves him dearly

But if you were willing to love him he most likely will go easy on you

I don't think he's into physical punishments it just doesn't seem like something he'd do yk?

Overall he's very sweet in the beginning 10/10 but he's very deadly 💀 especially with that book

ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ ʚ♡ɞ

{Thank you for requesting @crabbycola it's always a joy to post lollipop chainsaw content for people to enjoy!! Comments, hearts, re-blogs, questions, and requests are always welcome ❤}

#x reader #gender nuetral reader #yandere #yandere lollipop chainsaw #yandere swan #TW: mentions on killing #mentions of kidnapping

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viaalterego · 11 months

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thank you @gummybugg for the tag! This is my first time doing this so it might sound strange. but this was a fun idea! hope to do more in the future! so without further ado here it the AM I THE A***HOLE for my WIP "Counting the Days Till Im Yours"

Am I the A**Hole for tricking the guy I look up to in to becoming my brother? ( I think not, but this is what reddits for amiright?)

I ,a very mature person, (16M) may have decived or tricked some randome Guy (21M) in to becoming my bruthor. An rn hes in the car w e as we head back to my place. And you might be wondrn, howd the hell did I get here…

So heres the story,

In my defense his fam is filled to the brim with uncaring a**holes and so I thought if no ones gunna care for dis guy, I will. My bruthor (19M) and Dad (very old) both laughed and said that I was too young to adopting people. But this Guy is so cool, he can play a giture and can write music and hes in collage but apperntly hes thinking about dropping out after the spring semester bc he keeps saying that his prof is an evil man that’s out to get him and he keeps tellinhim that he’ll amount to nothin if he “doesn’t get his act together”. (I told him that his prof sounds like a dummy, but for some reason he chooses to believes the b******) This Guy is so freaking amazing tho. Like at one point, There were some stuid older kids who chased me down the road a couple of times after school and Guy would always run out of work (a small groceries mart) to chase them off! Hed use his break time to check on me and wed hang out in the park for a bit. I think hes a really good person and that he desseves so much more… when I toldmy family, they both agreed that wi… Guy deserves a better life. But we knew that hed wouldnt want to come with us so, Dad used the same tackcit he used for my broher and i. Just wait… until th time was right.

And tured out we didn’t have to wait long… it was February and Dad got a notification that Guy had run of from his apartment only minutes after hed made it home ( dad instaled some cameras near his house so we could check uo on him) hed run to the park in panic. Now, ive seen im upset before, but this wasa brand new and at that moment, we all realized that the time was right. So I went ot Guy just to see if was okay, while my brother and Dad prepared for to take im home. And it happened!!

Im in the car sirtting right next to im rn with him. Hes asleep rn ( probly from whatever my brother gave him) so he doent know abou any of this . an ******* amazing urpise if you ask me! But we had to tie him up a bit bc Dad said that he “might panic and lose his **** once it wore of”. But im not too worried. He knows that I care about him, and now my brother and Dad want him to be apart of our family to! So not only does he get an new family I get a new brother out of this too. But…

Tbh he looked really scared when we went to meet him and when we stopped at a motel for he night (he did wake up) and still freaked the ***** out. Dad was able to put him back to sleep tho before he was able to hurt himself. I couldn’t help but feel bad… like what if I got the wrung Idea and he hates me for it?? What if he doent see me as a brother as well?? What if he hates??

Oh wer almost home! Cant have my “brother” wake up to a lil insecure baby now can we.

So I will leave this up to you internet people or Redditers, as ive heard it called.

Am I the A**Hole here??

PS… Oh and I will update!

#welp it is what it is #open tag #writting game #mentions of kidnapping #mentions of non condrugging #my wriring #current wip #counting the days till im yours

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transcowgirlslut · 2 months

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it's kind of bullshit that people will react with horror to me discussing my fantasies/kinks until i clarify I'm the sub in them. like even my therapist was all like "ohhh it's ok to want to hold power so long as it's consensual" and then clearly relaxed when I clarified I wanted to be the sub.

i love you everyone and with rape kinks, those who want to roleplay kidnapping and abusing someone, i love you i love you i love you. this ain't me fishing for a dom/me to be clear---you are VALUED as a person, outside of your sexual fantasies. I care about you and appreciate you, and there is nothing wrong or bad about you!!!!

#tw kidnapping #tw abuse mention #tw r@pe mention #i love you all

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fruitpersonsstuff · 5 months

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I used to have a lot of weird dreams, even before I started documenting them. So, here's one:

Me and my homies decided to rob a house. We chose the richest looking one from an extremely muddy street. We broke in and started to search all of the drawers for some money. I managed to get a couple of things, but it wasn't enough. Then we got to the second story. There was the owner of the house, sleeping in his bedroom. I think we drugged him and started looking through the drawers, while he was suffering from alcohol intoxication. Guess what we found. A shit ton of bags of cocaine and piles of money. I left the cocaine and only took the money, after testing it's purity and finding out that it didn't do shit. While my homies were looking through the other rooms, I found a door that couldn't open and I started looking for the key. I eventually found it somewhere in the owners bedroom. When I opened that door, I entered a dark room, filled with kidnapped girls. All of them were looking hopeless, even though they had no cuffed hands or taped mouths and a door wide open. In front of me there was a window to the outside world. On the right there was a big piece of glass, where you could see through another room that had a computer, a photo camera and a movie director chair in front of them. I eventually convinced 2 girls to jump out of the window and climb down the tree. Then the owner woke up from his drunkess and I locked myself with those girls. Meanwhile, I tried talking to them and convincing them to escape, too, but they didn't hear me. Then the door opens and, surprise surprise, the owner was in front of me. By then I was already transformed into the next snake miraculous wielder and I started fighting him. My homies were also transformed. One was a dog and another I think was a bull? They pulled the man beside and started beating him. Meanwhile, I tried to sneakily drag the girls away, but I was eventually caught when I was carrying the second girl by some guards. And I sprinted outside. When I tried to go back in, the owner stopped me and started chasing me around the street. It felt extremely soft and mushy and we eventually fell face first into it.

#cw #mentions of kidnapping #drug use #alcohol #violence #cursing #and werid ahh dreams

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sluttyquarantinetheory · 4 months

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By the time you actually reach Baldur's Gate it feels like you've domesticated most of your companions. Except Astarion who is much like a feral chihuahua you found in a field and he'll bite your shins if you forget to give him a treat. And then you enter a magic shop and as you're leaving you suddenly learn your wizard has been picking up bad habits from the chihuahua this entire time.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #gale of waterdeep #astarion #bg3 spoilers #not to mention your bear getting kidnapped right before you go fuck the squid face who speaks to you inside your mind

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incorrectbatfam · 4 months

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Robin!Dick: Bruce, can I walk to the park?

Bruce: Well, let's see. If a stranger asks you to get in their van, would you?

Dick: Absolutely, I love meeting new people.

Bruce: No, you don't get in the van.

Dick: Okay, I won't.

Bruce: What if they have candy?

Dick: Now I'm getting in, I love candy.

Bruce: No, you don't get in.

Dick: But they have candy, come on!

Bruce: You don't get in!

Dick: Fine, I won't.

Bruce: What if they say, "But I know your dad."

Dick: Then I'm getting in. That's family.

Bruce: No, they're lying.

Dick: That liar!

Bruce: What if they have a puppy?

Dick: I'm getting in.

Bruce: No, you still don't get in.

Dick: Okay, no problem.

Bruce: What if they offer you money?

Dick: I'm in there!

Bruce: No!

Dick: No?

Bruce: No!

Dick: Okay.

Bruce: What if they say they'll take you to the toy store?

Dick: Scoot over, I'm getting in!

Bruce: No!

Dick: I'm staying out. I'm not getting in the van.

Bruce: No, you can't go to the park.

Dick: I don't even wanna go anymore.

Bruce: Okay.

Dick: I wanna get in that stranger's van. They got fucking puppies and candy.

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bluerosefox · 5 months

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Courting Chaos (to Balance)

A KlarionxDanny brain worm that has spawned

Tim Drake, aka Red Robin gets kidnapped suddenly and very randomly by Klarion in the middle of a JL and others meeting.

Leaving with a

"I'LL RETURN HIM WHEN HES NO LONGER USEFUL JUSTICE LOSERS!"

And fire and chaos in his wake.

While the JL, and others scramble to figure out what Klarion has planned this time, Tim manages to break free of whatever Klarion had used to kidnap him only to find himself on a couch and Klarion nervously petting Teekl on his lap while also sitting in a chair across from him.

When Tim goes to demand to know why Klarion kidnapped him Klarion finally speaks.

"Okay, I wanna strike a deal. I won't bug you or your little Young Just US buddies if you help me ask someone out..."

"...What the fuck Klarion?" Was Tim's only response.

-x-x-

So it turns out, every so often the three main entities and actual factions of Order, Chaos, and Balance get together to well discuss things happening in certain Realms, worlds, and timelines. Basicly to touch base, see where everyone was at. Etc etc.

Order was Order. Chaos was Chaos.

Very simple.

Both could be bad. To much order caused restraint and could snuff out growth. To much Chaos could get out of hand and cause ruin.

Both could be good. Order help stabilizes worlds and builds their future. Chaos allowed creativity to roam and brought forth wonderful things.

And Balance.

Well Balance was the very scales that kept both sides in check. They were neutral grounds. The ones that normally oversaw the meetings as well. And despite their low numbers they held powerful entities that more than made up for it.

Balance did their best to keep things in check, sure they do have their own preference sometimes and allowed the scales to tip a tiny bit but always corrected it later if it tips to much.

It was at this meeting, a meeting even Klarion knew better than to do anything too chaotic, pranks were fine but nothing too much, and had been chatting with a newcomer to the side of Chaos (Danielle, call me Ellie, Phantom. She did some heroing on the side but liked causing chaos in her wake to do so, he liked her so far though.) When the bells for the side of Balance to appear announced them.

Ellie had smiled brightly and said her brother was coming with his mentor, turns out her brother was apart of the Balance group which meant that he was strong, strong enough to need a mentor.

He watched as the members of Balance walked, teleported, flew, and other means into the meeting halls. And then froze when his eyes caught sight of him.

Floating next to a blue skined being that was switching ages was a beautiful otherworldly person.

Snow white hair that wisped upwards oh so softly. Glowing green eyes that were cat-like with their piercing glance. A galaxy cloak hanged around his shoulders and seemed to shift with each movement. Star like freckles decorated his face and seemed to glow a soft bluish white. A crown made of ice and aurora lights floated above his head as well.

All in all Klarion couldn't keep his eyes off of the being at all. He nearly spat his water out when Ellie commented that was her brother Danny, or rather.

High King of the Infinite Realms, Daniel 'Danny' Phantom. The Great One. Defeater of the Tyrant King. The Halfa. The Peaceful End. The Balance of the Undead. (And his mentor was the Ghost of Time itself. THE very Keeper of Time, Kronos original form himself.)

Klarion honestly didn't know what to think or rather what emotions he was feeling when he spotted Danny, nor why his face felt so hot and red when the young man looked over at them and smiled. (He was smiling at Ellie but Klarion for some reason hoped it was for him as well)

It wasn't until halfway in the meeting when a rather ingenious prank that Klarion, Ellie, and a few others had set up went off... thing was it strong enough that it had hit Danny's side of the meeting and had hit him.

Now, again pranks were okay but only after the meetings. It was one of the few rules many, even those in Chaos, took seriously because once it was done and over they could go do their things. So for it to happen in the middle of a meeting means someone set their time on the prank wrong and add the fact it hit a person on the Balance side...

Yeah not good.

Only...

Only instead of getting angry, even Clockwork who was seated next to Danny was chuckling, Danny threw his head back and laughed about it. And his laugh... was very cute.

And before he knew it, Klarion had already fallen.

-x-x-

"So yeah.... Since you have a boyfriend and know how to date in this modern age, I need your advice."

".... Klarion just because I'm dating Bernard doesn't mean I know how I did it..."

"Bernard? I thought you were dating that one Supes?"

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #blue rambles #crossover #writing ideas #random idea #danny phantom dc #KlarionxDanny #ngl kinda based Klarion crushing off how my parents meet #they were at a party due to their siblings and my ma mentioned she was walking around and heard my dad's laughter above everyone's #said she really liked his laugh and found him at the party #very loosely based on my ma getting her crush on my dad #anyways Klarion is crushing hard #he cant ask Ellie though. He may have just meet her but he can sense shes gonna be a gremlin about it #so he goes to the one person he knows is a in a relationship! in the modern age too!#only he kidnaps Tim and well...#chaos #meanwhile Danny gushes to his friends about a cute chaos lord he spotted at the meeting #he wants to talk to him but Ellie is being a troll and not telling him anything about her new friend

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vampcaprisun · 3 months

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why do all of the options for talking to wyll after mizora's punishment feel so mean? the poor guy just got sent through the tortures of the nine hells and had his body permanently changed, and it's clear that all of this is because mizora was deceiving him, and you're telling me i can't just...check in on him? like what's even the point of having five different options if all of them are just different flavors of "you had it coming"? i think he's been beaten down enough by the devil who just showed up to fuck him over and treat him like something less than human while doing it, let me just be nice to him!!!!!

#like He Would Not Fucking Say That. None Of My Tavs So Far Would Fucking Say That #they would all have different reactions but this is just. five flavors of the same reaction and it doesn't fit any of them #not to mention with the timing of the scene in this run it happened the same day that wyll found out his dad was kidnapped #like he just had the roughest fucking day and you're telling me i can't just. be nice to him????? bullshit #wyll ravengard #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3

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dead-girl-tells-stories · 4 months

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Everyone from babies to young adults suddenly disappears from Amity Park, and the ghost portal self-destructs as well. The GIW and the Fentons obviously come to the conclusion that it’s ghosts but realize that this issue is way bigger than they can handle, so they call in the big guns, The Justice League.

Of course, they don’t tell the Justice League everything when they come. No matter how much they thought themselves to be heroes, they were simply glorified police in spandex. And with how they operate, they are all too small-minded and won’t be able to see the bigger picture. They also knew fully well that a lot of their methods weren’t even remotely close to being morally or ethically right, and if the JL found out, they would be screwed. So they simply told them enough to get them on their side.

Besides, how could they not help with how many people were missing? This was going to be easy.

_______

The Justice League didn’t trust the GIW. Something about them was just off. But so many missing people were on the line, so many kids!

Ghost?

Should they call in the JLD?

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Jason knew something was off with Crime Ally.

Nothing was wrong per se. In fact, everything was going great. Crime was at its lowest in like… forever. The general atmosphere was more calm, if not a bit chilly. He himself was calmer. And there were fewer kids on the streets. Which would have been a good thing if this wasn’t fuckin’ CRIME ALLY!

Jason’s been stressing himself out, trying to find out what was going on. He’s been searching up and down, talking to people left and right. No one was reporting anything amiss. Some even told him that they still saw the kids walking around, though not as often as before. And they also looked like they were being well taken care of.

He even saw and talked to some of the kids himself and it was the truth.

But when he asked where they went, they only laughed and ran away from him. Shouting that he would know soon before they disappeared around the corner. At this point, he was sufficiently freaked out and was so close to getting Batman to contact the JLD, but something told him otherwise.

A few days later Jason was in bed. He had ended patrol early that night and intended to get a full eight hours if he could.

But as fate would have it, he would not. Because just before he could hit the hay he heard it. Well, felt it would be more accurate but how could you feel a siren’s song? Pulling you? Drawing you in. Telling you that it would give you your deepest desire.

He didn’t even bother to suit back up into Red Hood. He just followed it. Followed and followed, Until he got to a dead-end alleyway. But there was no ‘end’. All there was, was darkness.

He began to get skeptical and took a few steps back. But the feeling was still there. Pulling, telling that all of his answers were in that darkness. Everything he wanted, needed, awaited beyond it.

He did the stupid thing and went into the darkness.

He didn’t know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t the feeling of walking through thick goop. But the feeling didn’t last long, and he eventually stepped out.

Again, he didn’t know what he was expecting, but it wasn’t this.

Kids running around without a care in the world, unrestricted. Teenagers just hanging out and being kids too. Whatever adults he saw all looked pretty young, but they were all happy.

He looked around and noticed that it looked like a weird mix between a suburb and a night market, but it worked quite well. The stalls were all unmanned, and it seemed whoever could just take whatever they wanted. Dim but pretty lights connected all the stalls to as far as his eyes could see. And the sky.

In Gotham, there’s so much smog and bad weather you’d be lucky to even see a piece of blue during the day so no wonder people often forget about the night. But this, the night sky wherever he was, was beautiful, beyond what words and even thoughts could convey.

“Hello, Mr. Red Hood.”

Jason jumped. Was he so out of it that he didn’t even notice someone coming up behind-

Forget what he just said about the sky. The woman right here that was now standing before him? She- She-

“Are you single?”

There was silence. Then she giggled. Guess Jason didn’t need his helmet huh? His face was enough.

He also wanted to die again but hey, at least she laughed!

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