#rly scared for my safety :)

[custer-mp3]

didn't realize how little transphobic bullshit i experienced deep in the rural rural midwest (zero) while both alone & sticking my nose where i probably shouldn'tve until i got back to the COLLEGE TOWN i live in and immediately experienced THEE MOST transphobia (ejecting people from my workplace for filming me without my consent as the punchline to a transphobic "joke")

#AMONG OTHERS TBH #like wow i rly did have the thought this weekend that i was doing so good on the agoraphobia front like #i ate at new places without checking the menu!!! i got lost!! i made on-the-fly decisions!!! i didn't not-do things cuz i was scared!!! #i was inconvenienced & scared & TOOK 15 MINUTES TO GO DO SOMETHING ELSE & RECOLLECT then /WENT BACK & FIGURED OUT THE THING/ &it was fine!! #like. I DID SO GOOD & SAW SO MANY PEOPLE I HAVEN'T SEEN IN FOREVER & DIDN'T RUN AWAY FROM ANY OF THEM like it was SUCH progress #but nah back at work two hours w chunks of flesh falling out of my hooha and EVERY GENDER DETECTIVE IN THE COUNTY IS TRYING TO GRILL ME #like cool guess i'll NEVER LEAVE THE HOUSE AGAIN cuz the only way for me to not fear for my safety is NOT BE SEEN BY THE PEOPLE OUT HERE #i'm scared that it won't be better when i move back to bflo like the problem is tied to Being My City Of Residence #& it'll just never be better & i'll never get to leave my house to go to work or go to the grocery store ever again for the rest of my life

[goldennika]

ok so i think i really am experiencing a (hopefully) “mild” depressive episode as of late

and though i hate how it drains the life out of me and makes me make some very poor decisions (mainly bc i haven’t much energy for anything), i’m hoping that by at least recognizing that i am in a depressive episode would allow me to make and take steps towards managing myself better as i ride this out

#i thought it was ‘just’ burnout at first but after grieving one great loss after the other #it’s evolved into plain old depression 😣 #i’m taking a break from job hunting too and withdrawing my applications from some places bc i rly am not in the right state of mind #it scares me to be unemployed again but i’m privileged to have a safety net #so i’ll use that while i recover and rebuild myself from *gestures all around* All This #rambles #tw depression

[mournings-stars]

Maybe the wrapping wings around heddies but the reader wraps their wings around the characters?

okay i rly like this but what about with characters that don’t have wings?? (lmk if yall want characters w wings cus this is kinda silly funny haha)

charlie

she loves when your wings wrap around her — every time she hugs you, she’s waiting for that extra warmth and when it comes she just hugs you even tighter

she wouldn’t ask you to do it, but if you put a wing around her in public she’s trying not to get too excited

cuddling is a must for wings. you’re sitting on the couch? she wants a nice feathery blanket. lying in bed? same thing. watching a scary movie? she’s using your wings as a shield to duck under anytime theres a jump scare

if you asked her if she’d like a wing, she’s the happiest you’ve ever seen her

“im starting to wonder if you’re just dating me for my wings,” you’d joke and she’d laugh and say, “they’re definitely a plus” while running her finger over the top of one (this girl likes to tease i know it)

she loves when you cuddle up to her and wrap your wings around her, like she just melts

she does not let anyone play with them. ever. if niffty tried to go scurrying around them, she’s taking her away faster than she can blink

your wings are hers as much as they are yours, but that’s a silent rule between you two that she doesn’t plan on voicing

she just gives “let me be your wings” from thumbelina vibes like you would have a duet like that

alastor

now if you ever need to gossip, he’s clearing his throat and you’re shielding your conversation with your wings while you two laugh and whisper

he does not want anyone touching him but if you put a wing around him he knows you guys have some important business to talk about

sometimes you throw up your wing, whisper, and he has to stop himself from laughing when you quickly put your wing down, alastor batting it with his microphone as you laughed

now if he’s ever hurt, that’s when your wings go around him, making sure no one sees so he can escape to saftey

you’d always come to his rescue even if he got mad at you for it, wings wrapping around him as you struck his attacker faster than he could summon his shadows (and he definitely gets pissed about it but hey what are … friends …. for!)

wings are for shit talking and the occasional life saver when it comes to al

angel dust

he loves the security of your wings

after a long day, you’d just lie in his room, wings wrapped around him as he held you close — he’d either fall asleep or want to sit in silence like that, but either way you were happy to help

sometimes you’d just sit at the bar, wing around him as you talked and laughed together

whenever you went out together, your wings were a strict barrier that no one dared to cross. you put a wing in front of angel when some guy approaches him? he and every other demon are backing off for the rest of the night. you’re walking down the street? wing around him and no one is approaching you

he definitely asks you to do it (in his own very special way) and he likes to tease you when you’re around other people

but you both know he treasures the safety your wings give him

pentious

my boy pentious 100% thinks you’ve turned against him the first time you drape your wings over him — you could’ve literally been sleeping and he’d accuse you of trying to smother him

“i was sleeping!” “your subconscious mind plans to kill me, too!”

he warms up to it though because the next time it happens you’re fast asleep and theres no attempt to block his airways, or whatever he thought you’d do, so he snuggles into the warmth

being a snake (i love snakes im gonna b a lil nerdy about this one) pen likes to burrow. especially at night. he’d start to curl up under the warmth of your wings and rest there until you eventually moved

some days you’d wake up and he’d be completely hidden beneath your wings. if you lift one, he’d very quickly tug it back (definitely how he found out about sensitive wings)

he felt very bad :(

cherri

wings are for parties!

they give you the best dance numbers — dramatic reveal, awesome poses, super dope flying routine…!

then they’re for comedowns because once you’re home from the club shit hits the fan and you’re wrapping your wings around her so she can even try to sleep

but then the morning comes and you brush it off cus it’s time to blow shit up!

definitely using your wings as a shield though — they’re probably dyed pink and red by now, with all the times you’ve had to cover the two of you from explosives

but she finds it super hot so…

velvette

she likes to fuck with you

1000% uses them as her personal armor — you’re basically a body guard

she’ll wrap them around herself while looking in the mirror, modeling your wings like a feather coat

“my wings are not going in your collection,” you’d have to tell her, still pulling her closer with them as you met her eyes in the mirror

“yeah, guess you’re right. can’t have anyone else getting a hold of these, can we?”

she loves being wrapped in them while she sleeps — she loves you sleeping next her, cause then she can lay them however she wants

it’s always best when you’re wings fold in and bring her closer though

definitely been used for a private moment in the office

she says they’re your best asset

vox

now this man is, under no circumstances, letting you wrap your wings around him

in public? absolutely not…

in private? well…. no! totally not!

at least not until you’re asleep and he’s situating himself beneath them. it’s not his fault a feather blanket helps him fall asleep

you’ve definitely waited until he fell asleep, draped you wings over him, and watched him relax into them

he’s not slick

like at all

not even in public

he’ll touch them and the minute one even wraps around him, his screen is buffering

speaking of in public… just wait til you’re at a party. he’s drunk and all over you, touching your wings, handling them like their his own, you have to use them to shield the two of you when he gets too handsy, and he loves it; pushing your buttons until your wings are around him and being more than satisfied by that

niffty

girl is crazy

she cleans them, climbs on them, inspects them (almost rips the fuck out of your feathers)

there’s no way you can wrap that girl up, she’s too quick

but she would love petting them and thats why shes here

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin velvette #vox x reader #hazbin alastor #alastor x reader #velvette headcanons #velvette x reader #vox headcanons #hazbin headcanons #charlie hazbin hotel #charlie x reader #niffty #i love angel dust #hazbin angel dust #angel dust x reader #cherri bomb #cherri bomb x reader #sir pentious #sir pentious x reader #hazbin charlie #charlie morningstar #charlie magne #hazbin hotel charlie #angel dust #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin pentious #hazbin hotel pentious #cherri hazbin hotel

[fuckingstrange]

hiii :DD i have a small fanfic idea i was hoping u could write 👀 ?

hotch x non-bau!male!reader in which hotch has a case and the victims seem similar to Reader, loke either personality or looks?

for the whole case Aaron is just stressed out and worried even though Reader is in a completely different state than the case/unsub. so he's extremely relieved when they finally catch him.

then when hotch finally gets back home, hes extra affectionate with Reader and just sort of clings on to him for a while yk.

sorry if this is too specific or something, but I'd just rly like ur writing and this idea has been stuck in my head for a while 😓

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Treat(ing) him right

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WARNINGS: Talk of a case, no violence, poor baby Hotch, pain mentions (neck, legs), sex joke made by author, sweetheart hotchner, kissing, undressing each other (non-sexual), cuddling, implied nonverbal Hotch

WORDS: 760+

PAIRING: Aaron Hotchner x m!reader

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a/n - Ty for the request and sorry it took so long !!

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Hotch is currently driving home late at night after a two-week long case, each mile he makes him feel like more weight is being put on him. This case hurt more than it should, though Rossi keeps trying to reassure him that his worry and pain is reasonable.

One of the victims looked like you. Nearly identical. They even had the same personality you showcase. While he knew that you were simply back at home and in an entirely different state away from all of this, he still couldn't help but be scared for your safety, the worry and anxiety eating at him every night that he decided he should let you sleep instead of call you.

This case fucked him up, over, backwards, might have as well even bent him over, with how stressed he got. He's left with countless mental and physical pain, such as a painful kink in his neck from how long he spent up late at night, looking over the same files over and over in hopes of catching the guy sooner. The leg pain he feels was so bad, it was visible, even when he tried to hide the pain. The team was surprised he could still stand after running nearly four blocks at full sprint to catch the Unsub after he ran.

Hotch makes it home after a grueling 10 mile drive from the airport, slinging his go-bag over his shoulders and making it inside. He's quick to get over to the door, but slow as he opens it and enters, grabbing the bag and carefully setting it down as he locks the door behind him. He stands there for a few minutes, looking around the empty home. He nearly grabs his gun, but then you walk out from the bathroom.

Your eyes light up as you exit the restroom to find Hotch back home, making your way over to him in a quick manner, leaning up to kiss his cheek while saying “Hey, handsome.” He responds with a soft kiss on the mouth, leaning back for a second before deciding to give into his needs and pull you into a hug. He's not big on hugging, so this surprises you a bit, but you're aware of how fucking awful those cases can get. You wrap your arms around him in return, feeling his head slip down to hide his face in the crook of your neck. You smile and give him a light squeeze, hand absent mindedly running up and down his back as you ask “How was the case?”

Hotch doesn't respond for a couple minutes before mumbling “dreadful” in response. You frown, moving a hand to the back of his head to guide him to lift it so you can look at him. He lets you guide him up, gazing down at you in silence despite knowing you want a further explanation. He decides to lightly shake his head, trying to communicate that he doesn't feel like talking about it, or talking in general, at the moment. While this bothers you, you don't force him. Instead, you offer to help him get dressed for bed because of how late it is.

He takes you up on the silent offer with zero hesitation, giving a silent nod and letting you pull back from the hug so you can make your way to the bedroom with him. Hotch keeps a gentle hold on your hand the entire way, not wanting to stray far.

You pull him into the bedroom, turning to face him and pulling him closer by the sides of his suit jacket, which you then slip off his shoulders and toss it onto the desk chair not far away. Hotch leans in to press his lips against yours as you undo his shirt, his arms coming up to lazily rest on your shoulders. You smile into the kiss, loving how affectionate and clingy can be after being gone for so long. He might hate that quality about himself, but it might as well he your favorite.

You strip him down to his boxers and undershirt before letting him do the same to you, noticing the way he leads you off into bed as quickly as possible. He always does that when he wants to hold you, and who are you to deny him?

You each slip under the covers, now a mess of tangled limbs and occasionally giving each other kisses wherever you can. It's about an hour or two before he nuzzles his head into your chest, indicating he's tired. Your hand comes up to play with the hair on the back of his head, making soothing stroking motions to the short black strands to lull him off to sleep. You stay awake for a few more hours, simply to admire him, pressing small, feather-light kisses wherever you can. You swear you'll marry him one day.

#aaron hotchner x male reader #aaron hotchner #hotboxed fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #x male reader

[dellalyra]

Family Formations - Wreckage

A/N: this wasn’t requested by i was listening to i bet on losing dogs and this popped into my head and since I’ve been in such a writing funk i decided it had to happen also it’s sad I’m sorry

CW: angst, mentions of violence, grief, mentions of death, also somehow soft like rly soft

Summary: a very short Drabble - inspired by I Bet On Losing Dogs - Mitski. Megumi and Y/N centric.

My baby, my baby,

You’re my baby, say it to me

This wasn’t your room; this wasn’t your home. This wasn’t your blanket.

No hint of sandalwood cologne tinting the air.

No smell of tea tree shampoo.

No smell of baby powder.

To you everything smells of copper, of iron, of grief, of ash, of smoke, of destruction.

Your lifelines scattered between this life and the next – limbs and eyes and loves just gone like dandelion tufts in a breeze.

You lay on this bed. These sheets. These pillows. You absentmindedly admire the pretty blue colour of them. Whoever lived here had nice taste – he would like these sheets. He likes blue.

He used to say his favourite colour was gold.

You’re gold to me, whispered into your ear.

You sit against the headboard – staring at the wall.

The door creaks open.

The shock of raven spikes are still visible in the darkness of the room. He shuts the door behind him. He doesn’t say anything - doesn’t need to.

Just crawls onto the bed beside you, and lays his head in your lap.

I bet on losing dogs

I know they're losing and I'll pay for my place

By the ring

He seems so small now – he looks like your little boy. Almost a whole foot taller than you at 16 and steadily growing, much broader and stronger. Sometimes, you think it’s funny how much he resembles him. Just, inverted. Dark hair instead of white (his father’s) but the height, the build, the slender hands. You forget he’s not biologically you and his.

His head in your lap, your hand moving to his hair, carding through it like you did for nightmares of boogeymonsters and creatures in the closet what seems like centuries ago. No more nightmares now. Just reality and boogeymonsters and creatures in your best friend.

He lets out a sigh. He doesn’t want to talk, he just needs you. You’re glad, you don’t know if you have the words. Do the words even exist?

The door creaks open again. A glimmer of soft pink in the darkness, it turns to move away and leave.

“Sit”, you whisper softly.

The figure – so many healing wounds turning to scars now. They shine in the faint trace of moonlight.

He goes to the side of your son, and lays behind him, wrapping his arms around the boy's waist, nuzzling his pink head into the nape of black hair.

You think of Geto.

The heartbreak he would feel at another young generation of sorcerers, the embodiment of the hope you all held – torn apart, obliterated, traumatised. Would the world have been different if you and Satoru had followed him that day? Would lives have been saved? Or would you have lost everyone?

In this reality; you have your boy and his love – curled beside you in the cocoon of warmth and safety you blanket them with. Nails lightly running over the scalp of the head in your lap, he loves that too – just like Satoru.

A baby is out there too. All white hair and eyes like his father. Safe, in your mothers arms. You don’t know where, you can’t know.

This gives you solace.

They are your lifeboats.

Because your ship that kept you afloat has sank, trapped and drowning. Not in an ocean but a god damn fucking box.

You don’t know who will get to shore. You’ll save all that you can. You’re scared of losing, of losing everyone. You’re not weak, you’re a beacon of power and strength – the embodiment of earth’s power and your love could cause earthquakes that shake to the earth's core. But somehow, you feel halved. You are whole, but not complete.

How can you be whole without half of your soul? When that half of your soul lost in a void? When you can’t feel that half of your soul since he was taken from you and trapped in a god damn box.

You and him are meant to be the strongest.

You almost laugh at the thought.

Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down

I'll be there on their side

I'm losing by their side

No.

No. No. No.

You can’t falter. You can’t crumble. You will not concede.

This boy, his boy, your baby, your love – you will not lose. You will destroy the world but never let a flame touch them – you will get them all home; you’ll raise your ship from the depths of the void in which he is trapped - you will keep them all safe.

My baby, my baby,

You’re my baby, say it to me

#jjk #jjk x reader #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #anime #megumi fushiguro #yuuji itadori #itafushi #yuuji x megumi #megumi x itadori #pixie writes: family formations #jjk angst #Spotify

[looseratinthegarage]

if its not against the rules, can you do jason, bubba, thomas and michael with a gn s/o whos like flippy from happy tree friends?

S/o who is like Flippy from Happy Tree Friends

Thank you for your request!! It was so fun to write! I had never heard of Happy Tree Friends before yesterday, so I might not have written it very accurate… but I did some research and tried my best! I wanted to post last night but got too tired to finish it T^T I hope you like it!! If it’s not what you wanted then message me :3

TW: Slight gore, mild language

Jason

Attacking Him

•the first time it happened Jason panicked

•he had no idea why you were trying to kill him!?

•the best option in his mind was to knock you out, so that’s what he did

•when you came to, you were tied down to the bed, to insure both of your safety’s

•he rly doesn’t like hurting you y/n! T^T

•you were able to explain to him what happened and why

•he hugged you and ultimately understood… well kinda

•after that he tried to keep you away from your triggers and calm you down when you went berserk

•often tying you up somewhere and offering food, from a safe distance of course def doesn’t put venison on a stick

•that seems to chill you out….

Attacking campers

•now if this was your first time flipping out, and it was on campers not him, expect so many questions-

•the sight of you being near campers… well let’s just say his soul almost left his body

•He was so worried for your safety!!

•but when one of the teens throws a popper at the ground…

•well you make mortal combat look like a kids show

•the loud noise brought back some traumatic memories…

•but after the chaos and bloodlust he’ll sooth you and rock you in his arms

Bubba

Attacking Him

•Tears and distressed squeals

•he’s absolutely terrified

•he goes running to his brothers in a panic not knowing what to do

•most likely drayton will knock you out with his broom-

•once you come to, Bubba won’t be near you

•you have to explain what happened to the other brothers

•nubbins will relay the new information to bubba

•and once he feels comfortable enough he’ll come check on you

•once he sees that your normal again he’s going to be crying all over again

•though happy tears!

•he’ll hug, snuggle, and kiss the lights out of you-

•pls don’t scare him again… I don’t think he can handle more stress….

Attacking Victims

•Still scares him, but not as bad

•panics a bit

•will def grab you in a bear hug and not let you hurt others or yourself

•he tries to keep you away from triggers and things that will set you off

•to Bubbas dismay, if a victim escapes Drayton will ‘let you loose’ in his words

•often times triggering you and pushing you out of the house

•you will go feral on said escapee and handle the problem rather quickly

•when you regain control Bubba will be searching you for wounds

•even if it’s a little scrape or bruise he’ll freak out

•he’ll angrily squeal at his brother and pick you up

•he would take care of you and snuggle you in bed

Thomas

Attacking Him

•Betrayal

•instant betrayal

•would tie you to the butchers table

•he’d go running to his mamma and cry to her

•Luda Mae was actually the one to suggest you might not be able to control it

•this helped Thomas calm down a little bit…

•he left you there for the night, he rly didn’t want to T^T

•in the morning when he went to check on you, you had dried tears on your face

•you were panicked, why were you here!?!

•Thomas told you want happened and you apologized profusely

•he undid your bindings and hugged you

•he was just so relieved that you didn’t hate him

•expect him to be extra clingy for a couple of weeks

Attacking Victims

•a mixture of anxiety and arousal

•he finds it hot that you can take care of the family too

•but on the other hand he rly doesn’t want you to get hurt

•after your murderous high he’ll look you over for any injuries

•he’ll hold you close and whisper praises in your ear

•simular to Drayton, if a victim escapes Hoyt will send you out

•he calls you an animal, Thomas doesn’t like this very much…

Michael RZ

Attacking Him

•There’s no getting around it, he was pissed

•how dare you attack him? The only reason you're alive is because he lets you! def not a total lie, he love u

•he was going to stab you, but then looked into your eyes

•I’m sorry to disappoint but he didn’t not stab you because of love

•don’t get me wrong, he adores you!!!

•But he didn’t kill you because he saw the look in your eyes

•emptiness

•he could relate to the flash of murdery needs

•he figured you couldn’t control it and grabbed you

•he sat down on the floor and restrained your limbs, bringing your back to his chest

•he would sit there for as long as you needed to calm down

•once you did, he would just kinda walk off and do his own thing again

Attacking Victims

•your mans is frustrated not mad just frustrated

•that’s his jobbbb stooppp y/nnnn

•basically a whiny bastard

•yet also relieved you can kick ass if you need to, it makes him rest easy when away from you def doesn’t find it super hot or anything…

•after your PTSD flashbacks he doesn’t really think you’d need to be comforted

•I mean, he kills all the time, if anything he probably thinks your feeling good

•but if you voice that you need to be snuggled or babied then he would happily begrudgingly do so

#horror #slashers #slasher community #texas chainsaw massacre #bubba sawyer #friday the 13th #slasher x reader #thomas hewitt #halloween #jason voorhees #slashers x reader #michael myers #rob zombie michael myers #thomas brown hewitt #drayton sawyer #nubbins sawyer #predator x reader #freddy krueger #nightmare on elm street #rz michael myers #slasher #yautja x reader

[eldritch-nightmare]

hii, can i req. a lil smth? for kagekao & reader (maybe i don’t look hard enough but i feel like i rarely see contents on him ;; so). i’m not rly lookin for anything romantic but maybe in general some darker or yandere-like hcs? as in maybe reader is an acquaintance, or even a victim in the scenario. not sure if i’m making any sense here /lh

a/n: i think i understand?? maybe?? i tried!! hope you like it!! decided to go with the victim scenario because i had some thoughts about that.

kagekao with a gn!victim!reader.

warnings: it is neither romantic nor platonic, slight yandere-ish traits if you squint, reader doesn't speak japanese in this, kagekao torments the reader, swearing, stalking, mind-games, nightmares, the feeling of being watched, crying, ownership, mockery, blood, murder, impending doom, the murder is vaguely described bc idk how graphic i can be fdjksfhj.

Kagekao is, first and foremost, a demon before anything else. He finds joy in seeing other people hurt, and he loves teasing his victims until they're crying and begging to be put out of their misery.

Now you, my poor friend, have been unfortunate enough to catch his attention while he's out in the town.

Maybe it's the way you carried yourself, or maybe you bumped into him when rushing off somehow but something about you caught his attention, and he just had to mess with you.

And maybe he had no intentions of killing you at first. He does that sometimes. He finds that sparing people is equally as fun as killing them because no one will ever believe them. I mean, who would believe that there's a demon that appears to be human just... prowling the streets and murdering people for fun?

But seeing the way you reacted to his little pranks, the way you would tense up slightly and look scared and a bit confused when random objects in your home began to fall on the floor or when you would suddenly end up with cuts and bruises that you had no memory of ever getting... well, Kagekao just knew there was more. He needed to see how you'd look as you feared for your life.

But he didn't want to make it quick. No, no. He wanted to terrorize you. He wanted to break you before finally sparing you of your life. It would be a merciful act, killing you. And it would be so good.

Which is rather surprising, considering he gets bored rather easily. Nothing ever keeps his attention, but there's just something about you that he needs to break.

And so, the game began.

You were completely oblivious to the very existence of Kagekao, going about your days as you normally did. Though... there was something different.

Everywhere you go, there seems to be eyes on you. You can never figure out where the feeling is coming from, but you know that someone is watching you. You tried your best to ignore it, but sometimes you could feel the dark intent coming from the mysterious person's gaze.

He thinks it's adorable that you're trying to ignore the unease of him watching you.

But soon enough, the feeling of being watched escalates to seeing something from the corner of your eyes.

You'll be walking downtown and you'll catch a masked figure leaning against a lamppost one moment, but then you'll blink and he'll be gone. Sometimes, you experience this when you're in the safety of your home. That's the one that terrifies you the most.

Then the nightmares begin. Now, Kagekao may be a demon but he can't influence your dreams. Though he really wishes he could. No, the nightmares are a manifestation of the fear you've been feeling these past few months. Honestly, it's an added bonus for him. Makes this all the more fun when you wake up in the middle of the night with tears streaming down your face as you shoot out of bed.

And once the nightmares begin, the whispering starts. But you can't understand what the whispers are because you don't speak Japanese. The whispers are also so... jumbled together and distorted on occasions that it would be impossible to try and decipher what they're saying.

There was this one time that you woke up in the middle of the night after a particularly bad nightmare and when you opened your eyes... it was a quick flash, but you swore you saw something crawl across your ceiling. Whatever it was, it had claws.

You start losing sleep as well, making you much more susceptible to Kagekao's mind-games.

And when you cry from the overwhelming stress and fear this is causing you, Kagekao just stays hidden and coos a bit because aw, aren't you just adorable like this?

Kagekao takes his time with you. He enjoys seeing you curl up into a ball on the ground as you cry and curse at the world, begging the universe to make your life normal again. It's so satisfying to see you break down. But you're not quite ready to be killed off yet. You still have a will to live, and that's not good. Even after all the mental torture, you still want to live. The game can't be finished until you want to die. Perhaps he should start inflicting physical torture soon...

Nah. He doesn't want to rush it. Not yet.

What the fuck.

What the fuck.

What the actual fuck.

You sat on your spot on the concrete sidewalk, staring at the carnage in front of you as you struggled to process what was happening. This past year has been utter hell for you. The feeling of being watched, the nightmares, the whispering, the random hallucinations of this... creature-like person... all of it just weighed down on you.

But this?

This felt far worse than all the other stuff.

It was the dead of night, and you had gotten off work pretty late. You didn't want to go home, not yet, so you decided to walk around the town a bit. There had been people around when you made that decision, so you weren't too worried. Besides, this was a pretty safe part of town, so you didn't think you had to worry about your life being in danger.

You were wrong, of course. You should've known better. You've always been in danger. Nowhere is safe, not anymore. Though, it wasn't the danger you were expecting.

The danger you had found yourself in was far more real than your paranoia and nightmares.

You had been so lost in your thoughts, wandering around the town with no real destination in mind, when you had been attacked. It had happened so quickly, you weren't entirely sure why you got jumped but it was probably supposed to be a robbery of sorts.

Key phrase; supposed to be.

The moment you had been grabbed, you were suddenly being pushed to the ground and you could only watch in horror as the scene unfolded in front of you. It took you a moment to even process what was happening.

The person who attacked you was... well... they were on the ground as well, but someone was on top of them. Someone that... has claws... and looks eerily similar to the scary hallucination that's been haunting you since the beginning of the year...

He was on top of the person who attacked you, and he was just... it was a graphic sight, to put it simply. There was so much blood, and he just kept sticking his claws into the poor person even after they were already gone. There was clear anger in his actions, and you're terrified to imagine that anger directed towards you.

Self-preservation kicks in after a moment, but it doesn't kick in fast enough because soon the man-creature's attention is on you instead.

There's a moment of silence as he just stares at you. You weren't even sure if he was breathing or not, he was so still.

You flinch when he reaches a clawed hand out towards you, and you instinctively close your eyes as you expect to feel pain. Instead, you felt one of his fingers gently brush against your cheek.

He had wiped away a stray tear of yours. And also smeared blood on your face. You felt your stomach churn at that thought as you opened your eyes, staring at his masked face. There were so many questions you wanted to ask but you only managed to quietly ask one.

"Are you going to kill me?"

He tilts his head slightly at the question, and you could've sworn that you heard him quietly giggle.

"Yes, I will." He honestly answers, his tone light as if this were some casual conversation, "But not yet. You're not ready."

What the fuck does that mean?

"But don't worry, I'll keep you safe until I do kill you, okay?" He pats your head in a way that feels mocking, and you cringe at the feeling of blood sticking to your hair, "After all, you're mine to kill. And I would hate for the fun to end so soon."

And you could feel your heart drop to the pit of your stomach at his words as you imagine the pure hell you're going to go through now that he's actually interacted with you.

All you can do is keep him entertained until he gets bored. Who knows, maybe you'll be lucky enough and find away to escape him before it's too late.

#anon #kagekao #kagekao x reader #kagekao & reader #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta #roll a nat 20 for persuasion and he won't kill you #putting both the romantic and platonic tags bc... idk how else to tag this tbh

[whumpshaped]

heres the whumpy scene from my dream if anybody wants it

tw gore

my dream had a scene that took place in some sort of hospital-esque place which wasnt rly a hospital it was almost like just a huge mansion style hotel w nurses? and there were plastic keys to the doors.. anyway the mansion had several floors and u moved up every night if u didnt get caught. because every night u'd have to survive in the floor's labyrinth and the way u did that was u spent daytime figuring out a path and making a map so that when night came u'd be able to rush to safety thru the labyrinth without being caught. well one day i was very late to doing that. and i was rushing thru the maze trying to draw and take notes when the sun set and i heard The Creature be unleashed. ppl were rushing past me trying to get away and i was also just rushing wherever. but i didnt know the way yet. i tried to follow others but they just disappeared too quickly. so i was just running around all scared and eventually The Thing caught up w me and cornered me. and i was like

and it said "mmmmm we got a loser tonight..." and grabbed and lifted me by the throat. and then i was like nooooo noooo i just didnt have time please let me go... and the creature was like. ok :) and let me run again. and then caught me again bc i didnt know the way out... and it tore into my back w its claws and let me run again. and i tried to hide but the smell of blood was way too strong and it found me again and tore my stomach open. and i was so

and i was like dragging myself towards what i hoped was safety and hit a dead end.. like a complete dead end.. at the end of a long long hallway... so there was like nowhere to hide and the way back was so long and i was just like. god whatever. my guts are all over the floor. im done i give up. but the thing never came to finish me off. turns out it became daytime again and then a nurse found me and brought me back to my room and patched me up and i survived. but i was like im in so much pain i dont wanna do this again...

#good dream #irlshaped

[airborneice]

so here’s my hilda ocs, mattie, harvey and arwen! aka the sketchbook kiddo and her little squad. they’re looking for a huldra

these chars have been lodged in my brain for a while so I’m rly excited to start doing stuff with them!! more about them under the cut

in the middle is Mattie, she’s Johanna & Kaisa’s daughter, and Hilda’s younger sister by about ~12 years. I figure she came along not too long after the events of Mountain King. she’s an aspiring witch who thinks the stuff her mamma and sister get up to is so cool and has a bit of a chip on her shoulder to prove she can follow in their lead. Mattie grew up surrounded by all kinds of magic and creatures, but also in a bit of a safety bubble, with two mums and an older sister to look out for her, so she has a very loose concept of consequences and tends to barrel into situations headfirst because "Hilda/mamma/[various other family members] did it and it turned out fine what's the big deal-”. at this point Johanna thinks she’s just destined to have kids that give her heart-attacks all the time

oh and Mattie is short for Matilda! she’s a trans girl and chose the name for herself when she was around 6/7 (kid’s an aspiring witch so three guesses where she got it from :) )

the boy is Harvey! he’s a fankid I made for the background couple I call the ‘black hound wlws’ bc.. them 🥺 he and Mattie met through school and joined sparrow scouts together, and have been friends for about as long as they can remember. they have a shared love of causing chaos and basically live to enable each-other’s shenanigans

and the other girl is called Arwen. Mattie befriended her more recently, after losing her familiar at a gathering and finding it with her (hopefully gonna elaborate on this at some point) and they hit it off from there. Arwen is autistic and non-speaking and talks via a mix of gestures and sign-language, depending on what will get the point across faster. she cares deeply about animals/spirits (or at least, most of them) but is also quite scared of them, which makes going on adventures with Mattie and Harvey..interesting. she’s also generally the holder of the group’s braincell lol

(she’s also an old oc of mine who I wanted to carry over and give some new life to, so if you follow me on insta you may recognise her already jkfdgf)

so yeah, hope you guys like them!! you’ll be seeing a lot more of them >:)

(also thanks @cactincactout and @nisse-room for letting me run some things by y’all before I posted!)

#ive rly had mattie rattling around in my brain/various sketchbooks for a whole year im glad to finally get her out hjksgdj #apologies for a terrible rendering of ASL i will get better i hope #hilda the series #hilda netflix #art tag #oc #hilda oc #mattie #also not-so-subtly stuck in some references to other events I wanna cover :> #arwen #harvey #hilda ocs tag

[ahundredtimesover]

loveddd chapter 9. a lot of developments! jk opened up so much, and that bit where oc was with him during the thunderstorm melted my heart. actualy that whole scene did! i felt so sad for oc, how when something goes wrong jk goes back to his old ways and lashes out, and oc is immediately afraid that they'll go back to square one. but she is so patient and understanding despite jk's demons. and jk is trying too, he apologizes and opens up.

Yes, it was such a hard thing he had to deal with growing up 💔💔 and bc he hadn’t been able to rly process it and he just bottles it all up, he withdraws and lashes out bc he doesn’t know what else to do.

And true, OC gets scared they’ll take a few steps back but she also knows what it’s like so she remains patient . What he’s done this time is apologize right after, so there’s your development. He’d said before he’s not the type to do that but he knows it mattered that he did this time.

I can’t stress enough what emotional safety is! So so important in any relationship. So they’re at least in the right direction, right?? 😌😌

#mimianswers #fic: iwyts #sorry in advance for the spam asks! #pls blog the tag if u don’t want to see spoilers or any of it hehe

[springlock-suits]

"Tell me about Charlie"

Charlie was born in 1972, the same year Fredbear Family's Diner opened

(Not related to the au at all, but I imagine that if Charlie got to grow up she wouldve been transmasc or nonbinary)

When the diner gained more popularity and funding, 2 more animatronics were added, for security and working in/near the prize area. Since Fredbear and Springbonnie were based on Henry and William, they decided to base these new characters off of their oldest children's interests/input

The Puppet is based mostly off of Jack in the Boxes and Marionettes, per Charlie's request. As those are the things she's mostly interested in

(As Charlie got older, she also gained an interest in porcelain jester dolls, which also shows up on the puppet in some variations). Charlie liked all sorts of dolls and puppets and jesters

The original puppet animatronic's mask had paint that would easily wash off, as Charlie enjoyed drawing the character's face, and coming up with new face paint ideas

Charlie liked to protect others, though less like 'gently nursing a bird back to health' and more like 'If I see any of my friends/family trying to cross the street without me I will run Mach speed to aggressively hold their hand, look both ways, and glare and any potential threats while I walk with them'

Yknow, that stubborn kid protection, where as soon as they earn some safety tip from the adults around them (look both ways, wear a seat belt, don't talk to strangers, etc) they determinedly enforce it and make sure Everyone is doing it and doing it properly

Charlie can be seen as shy, but is incredibly extroverted, especially around those she's close to! Def the person who helps asking for something when their anxious friend is too scared to

Charlie was the "weird" kid. Often excluded and sometimes seen as creepy by most other kids her age

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The puppet/Charlie is a character that absolutely fascinates me and I wish we had more info on her

Like. she was in the Happiest Day minigame in fnaf 3, and moved on with the others, but her eyes didn't light up in the end screen and she clearly came back for Pizza Sim. Did she ever move on? Did springtrap surviving make her come back from her happy ending?

And UCN! all of the puppet's voice lines make sense with what we know but, what about "I don't hate you, but you need to stay out of my way" ??? And man I desperately want to know what she meant! Why does she not hate William? What's he in the way of? Her protecting the others?? It's ucn he can't really hurt them now anyway?? Is it because he's winding up the music box??

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"Any headcanons with Henry and Charlotte?"

I think in my version Charlie never had a mother. Either Henry had a wife who left him soon after birth, or he simply never had a wife. Idk why, Henry just seems like a single dad to me

They would enjoy going camping together I think

Henry is definitely a bit of a mess, and not sure how to raise a child, but he genuinely is trying his absolute best and Charlie can tell ^v^

Charlie seems like the type of kid who desperately wants to play checkers all the time

(I wonder if I should make them southern. I mean. Every character I make can probably be called southern because that's all I know. But I wonder if I should purposely make them southern. Henry definitely seems like a sweet tea type of person, when he's not chugging coffee trying desperately to stay awake of course. Yeah. They're southern now)

Charlie has an aunt in the books doesn't she? Aunt Jen? I feel like Aunt Jen visited frequently enough. Helped raise her a bit. Maybe Aunt Jen would babysit if both Henry and William were too busy. Maybe

Naturally Charlie was also raised a bit by William, since he and Henry were pretty much always around each other. She considers Michael and Evan to be her siblings. I say this because I love pointing out betrayal. And because Charlie wanted Evan back too

(I rly should come up with more headcanons on how Henry and Charlie interact tbh)

(I'm struggling a bit here lol)

#darlingsfnafau: lore rambles #darlingsfnafau #Charlie emily #henry emily #the puppet #fnaf #five nights at freddy's

[possibilistfanfiction]

What's your favorite thing about your dog?

literally everything but i think the best thing about charli is her completely honest joy. like when she’s excited about something, or happy, or even peaceful, she has this big smile & her body wiggles & it’s just the best. she means it! her delight!

she’s SO incredibly smart & sensitive & so being able to watch her learn, have a deep bond with her, & give her safe, wonderful & enriching experiences has changed my life & shapes it still. re-parenting myself through a border collie is kind of funny but it’s been amazing to kind of learn about self-patience & compassion thru working w char. if ppl are dog nerds, rly committing to R+ training (& understanding why) has been amazing for both of us. i love to watch her work through problems & understand my cues & marking; i love to make her really healthy, enjoyable, & varied food; i love to come up with a bunch of fun enrichment. i love when she’ll sleep at my feet.

& bc she’s smart & sensitive, i don’t take her love for me or trust in me lightly. it’s a serious honor in my life to be in right relationship & partnership w her silly little self, & i think often abt how i earn it all the time: by being patient, & gentle, & encouraging, & fun. dogs, & especially border collies, are so generous but they’re also discerning. every time charli feels scared or just not confident now, she just comes to me instead of reacting — for treats, for safety, because she wants to. we’ve worked on hard stuff like that & recall since she was tiny & to see her progress as i look back is so fulfilling (for both of us). i’ve had her almost 3 years & our bond really is one of the things i’m most proud of

idk. big star by lorde. she’s my girl. she’s just the best dog

#she is PSYCHO don’t forget however #my best GIRL my big girl lil char #also her gold eyes. her bat ears #Also ppl will compliment us on her behavior & in my head i’m like it’s nowhere near where i want it to be #but then like… she works so hard & she does So well she’s the happiest dog i know #so she has taught me grace too! unreasonably high standards aren’t fair. it’s ok to be a little unhinged sometimes! #charli

[vinni-dragon]

// vent, long. suicide, depression, self harm, homelessness

Loving the idea that I might be homeless AGAIN soon and not being able to do literally anything about it. This time I rly would have absolutely nowhere to go. Maybe I could stay with my dad for a week max.

I can't work, my body literally cannot bear that kind of physical strain. I have no reliable income of my own at all, I can only afford to pay for my phone out of the kindness and generosity of someone who by all accounts should've left me months ago. I only had a roof over my head because of someone who I thought was my friend, but it's now being made abundantly clear that that's not the case.

What do you do when communication breaks down so fucking severely that having a conversation about how much pain someone has inflicted on you turns into them deciding to intentionally treat you worse??? Is there even anything you CAN do??

I feel unsafe. I barely even have a space to call my own to begin with on account of living on a sofa and now I feel painfully vulnerable. It's like I'm a 14 year old hiding from my dad and praying I can keep my head down well enough to not get me and my sister in trouble.

I don't want to be homeless during such a fucking brutal winter man. I can't do this again. I promised myself I wouldn't let us be homeless again and now I'm suddenly having to worry that I could be destitute in a matter of hours or days. I'm so fucking scared and angry. God I'm so angry and sad and I want to fucking die.

God if I weren't leaving my sister behind I'd kill myself. So many times over I'd be dead. I wish I had the ability to just go peacefully so nobody had to be burdened by my mere existence anymore. I can't take it, I can't. What did we do wrong? What did we do to deserve fearing for our safety??? I want to scream until my voice is gone. I want to fucking peel my skin with knives. I can't do this. I'd rather die than let someone who I thought cared about me abandon me and my innocent sister to the fucking streets.

#vent #vent tw #tw vent #homelessness tw #tw homelessness #homelessness #tw self harm #self harm #self harm tw #suicide tw #tw suicide #suicide #depression #tw depression #depression tw

[prometheanglory]

Heyo! hru you today Vy??? Hope you're having a wonderful day today! If it's possible for you (skip this is you want). . . I'm curious, all the dorms have some lore abt the figures the dorm is based off of, so maybe some snibbts abt what stories in Stagrove revolve around the hunter Man??? Also, how does the dorm do leader succession??? Thank you for your time! :< - Anon

I LOST THIS ASK IN MY INBOX AND FORGOT ABT IT UNTIL NOW…. but :-) here we go

i kind of intend for the Huntsman to be more like a character of american-esque folklore than true concrete historical figure for Stagrove and their adjacent homelands !!

kind of like… a johnny appleseed or paul bunyan kind of deal….a grand figure of myth that no one actually believes Existed but his figure kind of encompasses some kind of value or has a quick explanation for something that happened?

in the case of the Huntsman, he acts as a bit of an explanation for how the mountains came to be so habitable. how he scared off the beasts of the woodlands so that other people could live there?

the figure of the huntsman has always been meant to be faceless 🤔 in the sense that anyone could be seen in the huntsman, but even then…. no matter where he went, you could always tell he was there? a man of great presence, bigger than his own body that could make the air vibrate or make forests crumble in a night. no matter where he went, he’d always find a way to make the land bend and give. he’s a clever one, with traps and hounds at his beck and call — a weapon on his back that leaves craters in the ground, and a strength that makes even the noblest creature falter 🧍 something like that

i feel like most of the stories are through hearsay and spread by tongue so everyone knows a slightly different version!! he’s certainly not responsible for their living establishments or civil lives or anything — the legend rly is just, more of a tall tale based around an era rather than an actual historical moment/figure.

ALSO. i can’t remember if i ever gave a statement on this before 😭 so redact it if i did. but what i’d like to think of is that it is a very rigorous process (that’s unfortunately annual and mandatory 🤡) that can’t rly be muscled or sped through.

like at stagrove’s core is the resilience of the huntsman, but surrounding that would be…. his craftiness, resourcefulness, his endurance, etc… everything that lets him push on longer for a greater promise of a reward?

environment test: how well do you understand and or know the abiotic and biotic factors of your current surroundings; consists of two exams, one on paper and another one on the field.

physical test: students' physical health and performance stats that have been documented throughout the year are looked over; dorm members are expected to undergo a physical exam to ensure the present-health of the candidates as well. this exam is the lengthiest portion of the selection process and consists of: an endurance run, distanced run, push-up test, pull-up test, three climbing tests, and more.

safety test: tests how well students know the rules and regulations of stagrove’s environment and dormitory — includes a smaller series of practical exams (and a written exam) to gauge their knowledge.

craft test: the most notorious part of the exam… students are asked to construct and enchant a prototype for a ‘tool’ — it is evaluated on the grounds of practicality and efficiency. whether or not the tool is meant for ‘individual’ use or for ‘community’ use, there are two categories and will be tested separately on the field. items that are counted as ‘individual’ are new wands or weapons, jackets, harnesses, etc. items considered ‘community’ are infrastructure-related such as bridges, buildings, lighting, etc.

points will be tallied (some areas will have more ‘weight’ to their grades) and the top 15 individuals will be voted on for the title of dorm and vice dorm.

the remaining 13 will become part of a specialized ‘officer’ category in stagrove that holds some authoritative privilege; they are capable of organizing new plans for construction, teams, schedules, etc… however it has to be voted on with the dorm heads and the officers to be put into work.

#stagrove #twst #twst oc #twisute oc #answers #I HOPE THIS ANSWERS SOME QUESTIONS….

[quinnonimp]

do you have any favorite books/movies/shows? (this is me asking you to ramble about your favorite piece of media, I'm in the mood for special interest talk.)

ooo im not much of a consumer of media but one of my favorites is homestuck !!!! ill talk abt it, but mind u im kind of horrible at talking abt my interests </3

im not that old of a homestuck fan (only got into it around 2020 i think) but FUUUUUCK its such a huge part of my life and probably my longest hyperfixation, might even be a special interest with how much i still think abt it at random intervals or small associations

im honestly a little of scared of falling back into my hyperfixation of it though ? theres a few small reasons but i think its mostly just me being scared of commitment to anything as always (which is probablt also why i barely consume media) . recently i was REEEALLY close to but new ccquackity/ccwilbur activity dragged me away to safety lmfao (if u could even call a dsmp/tntduo hyperfixation safety)

smth i rly love abt homestuck is the way its so incredibly focused on characterization rather than story

like YES it does have a great story but its clearly messy n weird n hussie just kind of throws anything up in the air and just the dumbest shit ever can happens, and while that is aswell smth i absolutely fucking love - the characters r a way bigger deal n more interesting than anything the story will conjure up, and thats definitely my favorite way of writing media

cause like, yknow, good characters can absolutely save a bad story, but a good story cant rly save bad characters

plus theres so many characters and theyre all so well written that its easy to find a fan for each of them

my favorite character is 100% gamzee, im so fucking normal abt him, like oh my god i love that dude so much and the little idealized version of him i have inside my head lmao . mostly the earlier stuff is what i like of him though

fun fact ! hes part the reason im not scared of clowns anymore . i used to be terrified of clowns so when i first read homestuck i thought he was the most annoying freak in the world and DESPISED him, until i started looking more into purplebloods and gradually liked gamzee more until suddenly clowns r now my entire personality

i have so many reasons to love gamzee, but a lot of it has to do with just the plain fact i relate to him and when i see him i go "damn hes just like me fr" . like just . idk . his mannerisms n the way he dresses n looks r pretty similar to mine nowadays - except the whole "murderous instincts" thing, i think . and because of the way i havent read the comic in a while this self projection has really marinated itself

hes also sooooo brasileiro nordestino bc i said so 🤏

other favorite characters of mine are roxy, jade, kurloz, aradia, meenah, and calliope . plus, hes not a favorite but: when i got into homestuck i used to be a way louder energetic person, so my friends would say i was literally karkat, which infuriated the hell out of me x)

classpects is one of my biggest interests in homestuck, i fucking love them so much, im such a personality wizard i will latch onto anything personality related so hard . theyre great for initiating 60 page analysis on favorite characters (or ocs) and are so amazing for characterizing ocs its crazy, and aswell as to just classpect friends or random funny shit . i love them !!

in fact once i made an entire analysis to my friends as to why mosquitos r thiefs of blood, and there were so so so many more reasons than just the funny idea of classpecting a mosquito something called "THIEF of BLOOD"

though what i think a lot of ppl forget though is that while yes theyre heavily based on personality, theyre based on narrative aswell, which is why a real person can never have 1 set classpect all throughout their life since we well dont know the narrative we live in, we dont know our paths or our conclusions or how we'll end up and thats an important thing to know when classpecting since the way to godhood in sburb is a personal journey to self improvement, yknow ?

(though ofc if u wanna classpect solely based on personality go right ahead . the world is yours)

in this era of my life id consider myself a maid of space (which is a cool as fuck classpect and gets me the coolest powers EVER !!!!!!), but 1-2 years ago i considered myself a rogue of blood, then a rogue of rage, then a rogue of space (i was very rogue-ey), plus a few others here n there, and if i were to classpect myself from 3-4 years ago i would be a witch of rage/blood

i just think seeing the way change happens and the way we can see that change through a silly lens such as classpects is cool . with the way my obsessions work im obviously gonna look at the world with anything that associates with my interests in the back of my head, so im gonna start classpecting something like a glass jar if i take a look at it, and thats fun as hell !!

ive changed a lot throughout the years just as everyone does and im gonna continue changing, so who knows what classpect i end up with in another year or two ! its fun to think abt

ill leave my thoughts with that but thanks for asking :.))))

#anon #mailbox #quinnotalk #tumblrimp

[trans-girl-nausicaa]

hey ive been sorta keeping up with ur gun stuff and was wondering, like.. what made you decide to go for it? its such a daunting decision to me, to allow myself the power to end a life. im not gonna get too into it bc this is a tumblr ask but ive been kind of scared for my safety as of late, and i'm planning on taking some self defense classes and maybe getting some pepper spray and knives but... i'm scared it won't be enough. but then, i'm also scared that a gun would be too much. like, if i had one, if i ended up facing the ex that's making me feel unsafe, if i would have the restraint not to kill him. anyway sorry for getting all heavy in ur inbox i just don't rly see a lot of other armed trans ppl to talk to abt this.

I want to preface this by saying that I consider myself a novice firearms user. 

Regarding my gun ownership:

There were a lot of different factors that pushed me from my anti-gun background into firearms training and then gun ownership. Perhaps I can distill it down thusly: The fash already have guns, and they want to kill us. It seems that they have been getting bolder recently. I live in a city considered a "queer enclave," but I think that that also makes us a target. And I don't want to be a target that can't shoot back.

Regarding self-defense and the power to end a life:

Unfortunately there is no completely "nonlethal" means of self-defense. Every weapon and attack exists on a spectrum of potential lethality. This is something you will have to accept no matter what form of self-defense you use. Even a weapon that is designed to be "nonlethal" can kill given the right circumstances. Say, hypothetically, you used pepper spray on someone with a respiratory condition, or you used a stun gun on someone with a heart condition, they could die. These examples are uncommon but have happened before. Hell, people die in fistfights. 

I would really really advise against carrying a knife for self-defense. Firstly, it is very difficult to quickly incapacitate someone with one. Secondly, if you do not want to kill someone, they are also a bad choice. Stabbing or slashing with a knife can cause potentially lethal wounds, but the cause of death would likely be exsanguination, meaning that while they're bleeding out they could still have time to harm you or others, like, for example, taking the knife away from you and stabbing you, since you have to be at extremely close range to stab someone in the first place. 

Gun ownership is not for everyone. If you do not feel like you should have the ability to end someone’s life extremely quickly, do not buy a gun, full stop. It is a huge responsibility.

If you want a less-than-lethal method of self-defense, my #1 recommendation would be pepper spray (POM brand is pretty good). I’ve been pepper sprayed and I can verify that that shit is pretty disabling if used correctly. 

No matter what form of self-defense you use, training is paramount. Get trained. Having a tool that you cannot use properly is just as bad as not having that tool at all.

Also, you should be aware of the laws in your area. In the event of a scenario where you have to physically defend yourself, you do not want to be carrying or using anything illegal to do so. In my area, many kinds of knives and various self-defense weapons are illegal to carry.  (P.S. to any subject matter experts feel free to chime in. I do not intend to be a dumbass.)

#guns