#pls fucking kill me

[reignmaefall]

Reblog this to tell whoever you reblogged it from that you're proud of them.

#i am so burnt out #school is killing me #yes i seek validation from strangers on the internet #yes it is a trauma response #yes my trauma is self induced from my neurodivergence #yes i am undiagnosed #yes it is genetic and other people in my family have it #yes my neurodivergence is constantly overlooked #yes my grades just went up but im still not on the honor roll and technically failing #*but fuck i am trying here* #anyway #not to trauma dump or anything besties #i want validation pls

[yuri-alexseygaybitch]

Genuinely dystopic going on YouTube and immediately getting a thousand "ads" from dark money funded astroturfed right-wing hate outlets which are literally just straight up hate speech and you can't do one single fucking thing about it

#literally forcing me to see m*tt w*lsh's face when i just want to watch funny videos in bed #someone kill these people pls i'm fucking tired of them

[magicaldreamfox1]

KINNPORSCHE TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY EVENT

— Ep 1: Favourite Main Character

#i killed myself and my laptop to make this gifset. sorry it turned out so glitchy it bothers me immensely #im never doing this fucking transition ever again fuck this #i don't like how this looks. just take it away from me pls and thank u #better sets after this i promise #vegaspete #kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #bl shows #my gifs #userboots #taggingmarion #saturntracks #kpanniversary2024

[ghostbsuter]

"That's all, thank you, Bruce." Jazz could cry from joy and grief, their uncle was so kind to take them in after she'd got danny and herself out of that house.

"Of course, if you need anything else, don't hesitate."

Danny perks up at that, jumping away from his seat and rounding on the man.

"You got an empty meeting room I could borrow? I have to prepare a court meeting."

Surprise colours Bruce and he's quick to smile.

"Of course, Alfred can lead you to it, but out of curiosity. What court meeting?"

Blinking confused, Danny turns to jazz. "I thought you told him everything?"

Jazz blinks back, just as confused. "I did? I covered the ghost situation, the government, and our parents. Was there more?"

Clarity rains on Danny in small steps, he curses, hand already pulling out a dollar and giving it to Alfred.

"Okay– jazz you should sit down."

"What? Why?? Danny?"

She was ushered to his previous seating place, Bruce and Tim watching, calculating.

"Okay so, don't kill me for this. I might have forgotten to tell you something."

Alarmed, Jazz attempted to stand up but was pushed down once more.

"Remember the big bad evil king I fought and won against?"

"Yes?"

"It was right of conquest. Congrats, your a princess."

Her brain shortcuts, it takes a moment for her to reboot.

("Undead royalty. Huh, that's a new one."

Bruce sighs at Tims comment, fingers pinching his nose.)

"You're a prince." She observes, slow.

"Yep."

"And you forgot to mention it."

"Yep..."

"I want to see the castle and have a week of vacation. You're going to introduce me to all your court members and give me a full tour of your apparently new dimension." It's not a request nor a demand, she's getting it.

Danny won't be denying her that.

"Planned and dealt, anything else, Princess Jasmine?"

She scruncles her nose and gives him a shove.

"Never call me that again."

"Yes ma'am, supreme sister of all."

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #fic prompt #writing prompt #dc x dp prompt #Danny forgot to tell jazz hes high prince #congrats sister your a princess sister now #THE princess siter #pls dont kill me - danny #bruce and tim are watching with popcorn #fuck we have royalty what do we do #but thats also my nephew and niece shit #batman mode cant handle this as bruce nor brucie

[dizzybizz]

incoherent mumbling and whimpering and sobbing and-

#i just cant catch a break man- #first ch100 of tbhk and now this?? in one day???? youre trying to kill me #this is very messy bc i physically cannot handle anything more rn #i am in shambles and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGHhHHHH #WEEEEEEEEEEEEHWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #i didnt know what to title this help how do i encapsulate my thoughts into a title wtf man omfg #also this is probs inspired by chippuyons piece for ep9?? i couldnt tell u tbh i drew this in a haze but shout out to him frfr #buddy daddies #buddy daddy spoilers #miri unasaka #kazuki kurusu #rei suwa #uhm #misaki unasaka #shes like a pixel but shes there trust me #fanart #my art #alright i need to fucking go do something- anything.... pls 😭😭😭😭

[crismakesstuff]

would y’all jump me if I said I genuinely see nolan as autistic??

bc he checks a lot of the boxes for a diagnosis also mark is so nd coded to me too

Also ok list of reasons why nolan is autistic TO ME this is just a HEADCANON

i dont hc as him as autistic just because he struggles to display emotions also in the comic the other viltrumites adapt to earth ALOT better than nolan did bc nolan is always struggling with his emotions and displaying them even in the endgame of the comic

-He’s incredibly socially inept and does not understand social cues, yes this is an alien thing but Idc it’s an autistic thing too people have always used fantasy and scifi species in place of real life groups of people for either sexuality or mental illness reasons

-struggles to keep / maintain friendships

- always tends to prefer wearing very tight fitting clothes over loose ones

-He struggles immensely with change, he literally would rather die

-He feels things very deeply but struggles to verbalize those emotions

-is capable of talking at length for long periods of time about things he is knowledgeable about (infodumping)

-Struggles with displaying empathy, it was always there he didn’t just learn it on thraxa that’s just the first time he found himself able to begin expressing it more at the lowest point of his life (shoutout to my friend fio for pointing this out so eloquently u get me fr)

-I can’t say ab his canon eating habits bc we don’t get much of a look at them sadly :b

#i’ll probably delete this later #but yes pls don’t take this as me woobifying him I just genuinely believe he’s got a lot of symptoms and I’m also autistic so #sm ppl hc mark as autistic or some kind of nuerodivergent where do u think it came from? #not debbie that’s for sure! she’s the neuroatypical holding that family together #I think we should let autistics maim and kill #let autistics be messy and fucked uo individuals !! not everyone is a uwu baby #invincible #nolan grayson #mark grayson #omniman #omni man

[perpetual-fng]

once again lamenting the lack of love for my boy Gaz out here in the harsh environment of CoD fandom 😔

#i will fix it myself even if it kills me #the modern warfare 2019 team will forever have a place in my heart #and also fuck Activision for what they did to them #kyle gaz garrick #call of duty #pls someone give me an excuse to talk about himm

[wildechildwrites]

Lucky Charms

Looney Tunes Part Two

Konig/Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

No use of Y/N

Summary: You have some more encounters with König, the mysterious man who lives in your apartment building.

A/N: König being unintentionally terrifying is so funny. He’s shy and he’s a giant murderer for hire, excuse him for constantly throwing off the vibe. Let me know if you want to be tagged in part three!

AO3 Link: Looney Tunes

You've got bags of groceries hanging from your arms, pinching at your skin, precariously balanced, a white knuckle grip on the laundry detergent that's determined to slip through your fingers before you reach your apartment. The man steps on the elevator with you, and you can feel your face heating up as he looks at you.

You haven't seen him since the night he'd kissed you, and you wondered if he thought of you everytime he rode the elevator. You certainly thought of him.

He makes no effort to disguise his staring, looking down at you with a flat expression, taking in your overflowing arms.

"I hate making more than one trip to my car," you say, answering the question he didn’t ask, shrugging as much as you can with your arms full. You swear you see his eyebrow twitch.

Amusement? Irritation? It's impossible to read him. Instead, you drop your gaze, feeling his eyes still on you.

"My name is König." He says abruptly. Your eyes jump back up to his face, and it's his turn to look away as you grin, introducing yourself.

When you go to get off the elevator, he plucks the detergent out of your hand, gesturing silently for some of the bags you carry. He follows you to your apartment soundlessly, placing the bags down outside of your door. You throw your 'thank you' at his retreating form, and he doesn't acknowledge it.

Later, when you're putting away your groceries, you say his name out loud, tasting it on your tongue.

One of the lights in the parking garage is flickering again, and you sigh in annoyance as you look up at it. The apartment complex took months to fix the last broken bulb, so you’re unenthusiastic about the prospects of a quick repair. It puts you on edge, affecting the visibility and giving the garage an eerie feeling.

“It’s just like a horror movie,” you mumble to yourself, attempting to break the tension you feel as you head towards the exit. It’s late, your workday running longer than it should’ve, and you can’t help the itch of anxiety crawling up your spine.

You pass an unfamiliar man, standing still in between some of the cars. His eyes are on you, and you grip your keys tighter in your hand, speeding up. You hazard a glance over your shoulder and find he's disappeared, and your eyes search the parking lot behind you.

Distracted as you are, unfocused on where you're going, you slam straight into a solid wall of a person. You let out a shriek, head whipping back around and nearly fall backwards as you attempt to scramble away. Two solid hands firmly grip your shoulders, preventing you from tripping. König is standing in front of you, and you sag against his hold in relief.

“You scared me!” you exclaim, a hand going up reflexively to your chest.

“You should be more cautious, häschen,” König responds, and you swear there’s the faintest trace of a smile on his face, the subtle quirk of scarred lips. “Most people look where they are walking to, not where they are walking from.”

You let out a sigh and roll your eyes with a smile, the anxiety seeping out of your body. “The stupid flickering light really freaked me out,” you say, gesturing at the ceiling. “And then there was a man staring at me, but he disappeared.” König nods thoughtfully. His hands are still on your shoulders, and there’s a beat as you both stare at each other.

König clears his throat. “I will speak to the complex maintenance about repairing the light. As for your mystery friend–” König pulls back and slides one finger across his throat. You laugh at the joke, even though he’s not smiling.

König insists on walking you back to your apartment despite your objections, and although you know you were just being silly, you’re touched by the gesture.

“Thank you, König,” you say, lingering in the doorway, and something in his eyes seems to sharpen when you say his name.

You're eating cereal on your couch, watching cartoons when you should be sleeping. It's a childish habit, but after a long day, you're feeling sentimental and too burnt out to process anything with substance. Scrolling through your phone, half paying attention, you almost miss the soft knock on your front door.

König is standing outside, his face obscured by something that looks like an executioner's hood. The gear he's wearing makes him seem even more massive, a mountain of a man standing in front of you.

"May I come in?" He asks, his accented voice low, and you're so caught off guard by the request that your jaw drops.

König stares at you and you stare back, contemplating the matter.

You probably shouldn't let him in, this hulking monster in a mask. You don't even know him really, only interacting a couple of times. He's kissed you, and it was a knee buckling, eye rolling kiss, but does that necessarily grant him access to your apartment?

Your logistical side loses when he lets out a sigh, a huff of air that borders on a whine. You step aside, waving him to the couch as you go to the kitchen to grab another bowl of cereal for him. You want to know why he's here unannounced, but you're unwilling to disturb the delicate balance between the two of you, so you say nothing. He pulls off the mask, eyes on the TV.

“Looney Tunes?” he asks, his voice amused. Daffy Duck lets out a shriek in the silence between you two, and you snort.

“Call it a guilty pleasure,” you reply. König’s eyebrow twitches. You offer him the bowl, and his large fingers brush against yours, shockingly warm and rough. His eyes seem to glint at the contact, an almost avian intensity that makes your skin flush.

You sit down a measured distance away from him, and go back to eating your cereal, attempting to display a level of casual that you do not feel. König seems unaffected, sprawled on your couch, crunching away like he does this every night. He's got his boots on still, tacky with a dark liquid you think could be blood.

"Uh… not that I don't appreciate the company…" you begin after a beat of silence, turning to face him. It's the first time you've seen him really smile, and a part of you is unsure if you like it, the almost predatory glint of teeth.

"I just wanted to see if you'd invite me in." He responds to your unspoken question, his voice rumbling deep from his chest, and there's a sharp edge to his words that make the hairs on the back of your neck prickle.

There's a beat, and your expression must tip him off to your discomfort because his eyes widen.

"I didn't mean– I am sorry I misspoke– sometimes my translations are–" he's stammering, and you instantly relax, feeling guilty for your involuntary reaction.

"No! No it's okay I was just… surprised. I'm glad for the company" You say in a rush, your voice unnaturally high. "You're always welcome to come over."

He smiles again, softer than before. His eyes haven't quite lost the cutting focus, but you smile back, relaxing a little as he takes another bite of cereal. You fall back into companionable silence.

It's late, and you're starting to fade, eyes drooping, curled up into yourself. König hasn't moved from his post on the end of your couch, his empty bowl still cupped in one hand, and you drowsily wonder if it's a military habit, the way he sits with perfect stillness. You stifle a yawn, and he glances over at you without moving his head.

"It's getting late," he says quietly. You watch as he rises in one fluid motion, large strides leading him with a seemingly practiced familiarity to your kitchen. He places his dish in the sink and reaches for the soap. You sit up.

"It's alright, I'll wash the dishes tomorrow," you call out, wiping your eyes, and he nods. You stand as he heads towards the door, your legs slightly unsteady.

"Thank you for the cereal," he says quietly, a hand on the doorknob. You think there is a light dusting of pink around his ears, but it's too dark to really tell.

You smile at him. "You're welcome."

König pauses, turning towards you.

You idly wonder if he'll kiss you again. He looks down at you with an inscrutable expression, bringing a large hand slowly up to your face, the ghost of his fingertips skimming your jaw. You let out an involuntary gasp at the contact, your skin electrified, and he drops his hand.

He opens the door, and you notice his fingers are still curled, as if he's cupping the sensation of your skin against his, holding it in his palm.

"Good night little rabbit," König whispers, a silhouette in your doorway. "Catch you later."

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Taglist:

All for you @whos-fran my beloved (the first person to ever ask to be tagged)

If anyone else would like to be on the taglist for part three reply or reblog this post :)

#pls pick up what I'm putting down with catch you later we all know he didnt just seamlessly insert an american phrase into his vernacular #konig/reader #konig cod #konig x reader #konig x you #cod mw2 #cod x reader #konig: do you need me to kill that guy for you? because I'll snap his fucking spine under my boot no hesitation #reader: hehe youre so funny #also I wrote a much darker version of this that I might publish later but some of you make him so mean and it makes me sad #I'm unhappy with how it came out but maybe if I keep writing one day it won't suck

[blue-rick24]

GUYS. GUYS WAIT.LOOK- I FIGURED IT OUT !!!!!!!

1️⃣ MR. POOPY BUTTHOLE (on the right) kicked off the FIRST episode of this season.

2️⃣ RICK PRIME (IN THE MIDDLE!!) was the main subject of the MIDDLE of this season.

3️⃣ ….THE GORILLA//SASQUATCH//BIGFOOT IS ABSOLUTELY GOING TO END THIS SEASON.

I’M CALLING IT

SHDHHFHFJC HOLD ME PLEASE-I’M FUCKIGN SCARED

(also, have you guys noticed the mountains in the crayon drawing? Same as in MORT: RAGNARICK …. UM 👀 ..we are fUCKED. BYE RICK)

#AND IF HE’S NOT YOU CAN . UH. FILE A COMPLAINT #GOD RICK IS GOING TO GET MUALED #WHAT THE FUCK IS GONNAHAPPEN #IF THE FUCKING 2 PARTER FINALE ENDS UP BEING STUPIDLY TAME I’LL CRY HAHAHAHA #JUST OUT OF THE FEAR THAT THIS HAS CAUSED ME UP UNTIL THAT POINT #BUT I DONT THINK SO AT THIS POINT THE FUCKING ART. DUDE. *DUDE* #OMFGHGH I CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT EPISODESSSS RRHHHFF #YESSSSUH #GORILLA KILL RICK PLS #i mean what #rick and morty #rick and morty season 7 #rick sanchez #rick and morty theories #god it will be sexy when rick gets mauled by bigfoot 😻😻😻 #rick and morty analysis #rick and morty season 7 spoilers #LMAOOO #my post #analysis #theory #unmortricken #rickfending your mort #how poopy got his poop back #mort: ragnarick #fear no mort #gorilla r&m #sasquatch r&m #bigfoot r&m #HELPPFHFJ

[zenophrenic]

LOSING MY SHIT 😵‍💫

#i have been so fucking stressed out lately #winter is coming up and our hvac is dirty af and makes up sick every year #we gotta move but no money!!! #trapped in hell year after year!!!! #pls kill me #furry art #furry #monster #monster art #traditional art #pencil #pen #ink drawing #gel pen

[cosmic-cogs]

I have ideas yet no motivation to write but hear me out

Bot/con of your choise x reader

There is a bot/con stranded on Earth, alone and injured, they barely have the strength to pull themselves the safety of a cave not too far from where they crashed, animals evacuating the are as quickly as they could. They loose consiousness, thinking this'd be the last thing they see but one day, after the years have taken their toll on the bot/con, their optics finally flicker back on, light so dim the creature infront of them could barely tell the difference, and the same as them, the large alien couldn't tell what was infront of them.

The human did what they could, using whatever they had to connect or seal the cut wiring, mend the torn metal, doing what they could to stop the bleeding, cleaning away the rust, caring for this stranger the best they knew how to. It wouldn't heal the bot/con, but it'd keep them alive, that was enough for both of them

Till one day, they are found. The bot/con carried away to safety by allies who wonder how they could still live, what has been caring for their injured friend, and the human has to come back to an empty cave with no sign of their injured friend.

They couldn't move on their own, not far anyway.

So, had another human found them?

Judging by the size of the foot steps on the ground, no.

They were alone, their friend taken away to who knows where, who knows if they'd ever see one another again, who knows if they were even on the same planet.

All they had was the hope that whoever had found them could heal what the couldn't

#cons are bad sometimes but what if I showed them kindness. what if a bots first introduction to humanity was kindness. what then. #someone so small someone they could so easily kill. someone who knew nothing of their intent. someone who despite all of this chose to help. #chose to talk to them even when they couldn't respond. chose to help when they had nothing to gain. someone who chose to be kind. #I wasn't supposed to think about this but man. I am thinking about it. #a con who is reluctant to follow orders because they've seen how kind this planet can be #a bot who doesn't question when they're asked to protect the planet. they've seen what this species is cabable of #enough of “humanity is inherently cruel” fuck that we're cabable of so much kindness #transformers x reader #tfp x reader #tfa x reader #tfe x reader #transformers earthspark x reader #mtmte x reader #i did not proof read this pls don't come @ me 🙏🙏

[the-2d-man-dump]

MR GRIM REAPER HAVE YOU HEARD YOU ARE ILLEGAL-

#a date with death #grim reaper #two and a half studios #why are you so adorable pls stop mr grim reaper you are killing me #he fucking calls you sunshine pls help #i cant #my heart

[helyeahmangocheese]

okokok but the subversion of what intelligence and wisdom even is has me in a CHOKEHOLD like yes both percy and annabeth are smart little fucks who know their greek myths and this episode was leaning heavily into annabeth's engineering brain but even with her hands literally ON THE GEARS ready to solve a complex problem it is her EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE that convinces a GOD that these kids are worth helping out. it's her developing self awareness; it's percy's moments of emotional dialogue and selfless actions and his own morality; it's her willingness to change that proves even strength has to bow down to wisdom. and wisdom doesn't come from a textbook, or an equation that can be solved, but a life well lived with good intentions and the ability to grow from each moment to the next

#I am so passionate about how media portrays intelligence to kids and especially nd kids and wow this one got me #they have me so fucking emotional #pjotv #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percy jackson disney+ #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson live action #percy jackson live #leah sava jeffries #SHE IS KILLING IT PLS

[everyscreentoobeseen]

Hold on, why do yall think Stede's choice to kill Ned was a WHIM?????

First of all, this isnt the first time Stede got someone killed. Chuancy was an accident, but he did use the stun move. All of ep 2 s1 was about Stede learning how to deal with it. He still feels bad but as he told the natives. He dosen't feel bad that Chauncey is dead. His crew was under threat. So he stopped Badminton from hurting them. His bad feelings came from somewhere else.

Nighel Badminton got himself killed but it did make Stede run back home and face his problems. When he does go back home he tells the other rich guys.

"I've seen death. Been the cause of it. It changes you."

He already knows what it's like be a killer!

But everytime it wasn't his choice. The Badmintons were accidents. He never got to actually choose to be a killer.

That's why when Ned Low invaded his "safe space ship", captured his crew (family) and tortured not only them but also The Love of his Life, Making it into a fucked up PERFORMANCE! All his life bullies found fun in torturing him. Why would this guy be any different.

Hell yeah he was ready to kill him.

Of course, this time he gets to choose. This is not him using a stun move. He is now the conducter of Ned's death and he'll be damned if it's not done His Way.

He's not gonna stab him. It's not gonna be messy. It's not gonna be fast like a gunshot or a stab through the head.

He is going to make Ned SUFFER. Force him to walk the plank. Throw his precious violin in his face and let him drown. It's clean. It's poetic. It's outsourcing the big job to nature. Just like killing spiders.

But Ned continues to demean him. "You know once you kill me your a real pirate. Your not an amateur anymore." Even after everything Stede has been through. Not matter how much he's grown, the world still thinks he's playing at pirating.

The Badmintons dont count.

EVEN ED THINKS SO!

"Once you've killed in cold blood. You cant come back."

Well Chuancy's death was cold blooded wasn't it? Stede snuck him from behind. The boat fire that he caused isn't enough either. When Ed burns a boat, it's murder. But when Stede does it it's "quirky". Stede ALREADY considered himself a killer but NO ONE ELSE DOES. (not even the fandom apparently.)

Yes, he wanted to prove himself. But I don't think that was the thought process until Ned brought it up.

Stede did not hesitate on Ned's death until the others made him question himself. He was completely set on making sure Ned wasn't a threat to his ship. He was so sure of making him walk the plank. It was PLANNED from the moment he put the plank down and the other boat left. What's one more death? But then everyone was treating him like a innocent child?? Like he's doing something unlike him?

He HAD TO PROVE to everyone in that moment that he could kill Ned because no one RECOGNIZED that he was ALREADY a killer.

Him killing Ned became a point to make once he realized there was even a point to be made.

The only reason that he felt even a little bad about it was because Ed asked him not to. He felt like he let Ed down. That maybe Edward like Stede Bonnet, Landed Gentry Pretending to Be A Pirate more than Stede Bonnet, Real Pirate. Because he realized how much he's changed. No more Gentleman, now he's just a Pirate.

That's why he Sped Things Up with Ed. He wanted Ed to prove that he could handle not so innocent Stede FUCKING Bonnet. That he wouldn't leave Stede after seeing this new side of him. He gets consent and then goes on to have the man of his dreams after saving him. How romantic male lead of him.

Of course the NEXT FUCKING DAY HE GETS TOLD IT WAS A MISTAKE!!!! THAT HE'S NOT READY FOR "WHATEVER THIS IS".

How on earth was Stede not supposed to take this as "I dont like the you that isn't soft, isn't insecure, isnt in need of protection." That Ed is leaving to become a fisherman because he cant stand Stede being the messy one for once in his life.

Maybe it was trauma. Maybe it was a show of toxic masculinity. But dont pretend like Stede did it on a WHIM.

#ofmd #blackbeard #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #edward teach #ofmd s2 #our flag means death #stede bonnet #stede fucking bonnet #ned low #chauncey badminton #nigel badminton #the takes I've been seeing are.... SO BAD #pls tell me you don't think stede wasn't actively choosing to kill a man that attacked him first #i need to read/write fanfics about this #ofmd meta #man on fire #calypso's birthday

[x-mensirens]

"Habe keine Angst."

#Rogue #Gambit #Magneto #Leech #X-Men '97 #X-Men 97 #X-Men #Erik Lensherr #Anna Marie D'Canto #Remy LeBeau #fucking pls #PLEASE SAY SIKE #leech kills me in this show #the original too #i really fucking can't #i should've known from like episode 2 #please don't kill the terrorist please #if they're actually dead like #IDK WHAT I'M GONNA DO #gif #gif set #pain #the emotional torture of rogue like #please

[evilroachindustrial]

After getting to watch Imogen and Laudna exist as characters without each other, I’m not really looking forward to potentially going back to their codependency sideshow.

#Critical Role #cr spoilers #Laudna #Imogen Temult #Especially after that big moment with Laudna killing Bor'Dor #I wanna actually see her grapple with that! Instead of what feels like she'll focus that entire moment about whatever the fuck Imogen thinks #And then we'll get a handful of conversations where these two don't actually talk to each other #and just say a lot of I Support You! Platitudes and it'll just be the same old same old and that red hot narrative wasteland #Me @ Laudna: Talk to Ashton more pls You actually have honest conversations with him