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befuddled-calico-whump · 2 months

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putting one more Cinderglass drabble request in your askbox (i am so sorry for the spam but i’ve been thinking about them nonstop aghfsk). again, feel free to ignore this!

i‘d love to see Sarah help Lex work through a panic attack or a traumatic flashback! maybe either so that he doesn’t have to drown himself in alcohol about it or she’s helping and calming him down while he’s drunk

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cw: alcoholism, emeto, hallucinations, withdrawals

He'd been sober for thirty seven hours.

Not long at all, really, but it was something, and he was trying, and it was fine.

Well, it was fine for thirty seven hours.

Outright quitting was the only thing Lex dared to do. Trying to just cut back wouldn't work, because what was cutting back? He didn't keep track of how much he drank anymore, he just drank until he felt like it was enough. Even just trying to regulate himself to one a day seemed risky business. Would he be able to stop, once he started?

He didn't want to find out.

Lex didn't tell Sarah, didn't want her saying it was a bad idea or insisting on staying with him. It was a rough ride ahead, and he didn't want to somehow hurt her in the throes of his panic or sickness. He... He didn't want her to see him like that.

So he locked himself in his room, told her not to bother him this week, that he'd be busy. The safehouse was old and decrepit but huge, and his room had a small bathroom attached, something he was doubly grateful for now.

He stocked his room with water bottles. It was impossible not to think of Sarah whenever he looked at their plastic cases now, Sarah staying up until early daylight, because she was worried. That was good. He could use his guilt there as a reminder; a reason to hold out.

He sipped at them and stared at the wall, every light in the room on, the old radio Sarah had gotten for him positioned at the foot of his bed. She'd given him a battered CD case with it, packed full of a few dozen discs. A Guns n Roses album was currently in, playing just loud enough to pull his thoughts.

She's got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories

By now, Lex was pretty good at doing nothing, letting himself sink into the thankfulness that nothing was being done to him. Even a year after the Tower and weeks free of Uriah, the talent hadn't faded. Day one turned into night, and he didn't dare fall asleep. Just swapped one CD for another and let his mind cling to the lyrics.

Too late, my time has come

Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time

It was around hour twenty two that the headache started, and it only got worse from there. Not long after that, Lex was clinging to the toilet bowl, heaving up the half-dozen water bottles he'd drank throughout the day, his head swimming, the pit in his stomach insisting couldn't he just do this later? Would it hurt to have one drink, to get rid of this shitty feeling?

No. All or nothing.

He moved the radio to the bed, putting his ear to the speaker, trying to drown out everything else. The album came to an end, and he replaced it with another, as quick as he could without scratching the disc with his stupid metal fingers.

Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile

The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes

Fuck. He just needed to hold out, just for a few days, and this would be over. A little self control, and maybe he could call himself worthy of the people here. Not a loose end. Not an ex-enemy or a liability. Something better.

Lex wrapped the sheets around himself, held the pillow over his head to try and ease the pounding in his skull with the pressure. It didn't help. He almost fell asleep, but the nausea pulled at his stomach and his skin was crawling and too hot, and then he was throwing off the blankets; stripping down to his boxers in an effort to ease the heat.

Exhausted but unable to find sleep, he sat with his back against the cool wall and sipped water, trying to find the lyrics again and hold them.

I don't really want to stop the show

But I thought you might like to know

That the singer's gonna sing a song

And he wants you all to sing along

It didn't help, it wasn't enough. His own body was fighting him, roiling nausea and sickness insisting all he needed was one drink and it could all go away, it could all be okay (fray, gray, stay).

The radio hummed as the CD came to an end, a few seconds passing before the album began again.

What would you think if I sang out of tune?

Would you stand up and walk out on me?

At long last, his own exhaustion was catching up to him, and he dragged himself back onto the bed, the heavy feeling in his chest spreading to his eyes and mind, as the music faded to a buzz and sleep overcame him.

He woke in the Tower.

It was impossible, he knew it was, but the fear seized him all the same, the crushing weight of walls he couldn't escape, the knowledge that this time, there would be no one to free him; this time he was here for good.

And the floor was wrong and Lex knew there was never music, but he fucking knew where he was.

He sat up, wincing at the sharp pain that rang through his skull at the movement, forcing down rising nausea. No one here cared if he was sick, if he was hurt, they'd hurt him more anyway, they'd do what it took to keep him down, keep him in line. He wrapped his arms

(Arms? It's wrong, stop, you aren't---)

around himself, squeezing his torso with a pressure that wasn't comforting. He felt shaky, blurred, weak. Had they drugged him?

(just one drink and this all goes away)

He tried to reach for the techniques he'd used to get through the days, tried to remember the things he'd done to stay sane, to stay alive, but any useful memory fell through his hands like sand, leaving nothing but the shadows, the nightmares (snares, glares, spares).

He knew what happened here, in his cell (hell). He knew what was waiting to spring on him at any moment, what would surely come for him if he let his guard down (drown), if he fell asleep, if he---

"Morning, scum."

Lex froze as the door swung open. Morning? But it was so dark, but it was always dark, the light never hits you here, and when it does there are worse things waiting---

"I knew you'd come crawling back. This is where you belong, it's home."

He could hear the voice clear as day, but couldn't see its owner. It didn't sound like Wade. It almost sounded like...

"Alexei. Did you really think you could hide from me?"

Uriah Fox stood over the bed, a smug smile plastered on his face.

"No," Lex choked out. "Y-you can't--"

"You always knew it would end this way."

(Fray, pray, stray)

He climbed onto the bed, straddling Lex, easily pinning him despite being so much smaller, despite Lex being so much stronger, and he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe---

"Lex."

The pressure in his chest faded, and he gasped for air, squinting into the dim light, unable to make out anything. A hand fell onto his shoulder, giving it a light shake, and he flinched back.

"Sorry."

Sarah? He forced himself to breathe deeply, ease his eyes open. Her silhouette was blurry above him, and it was only then that he realized he was crying.

He brushed the tears away hastily with the back of his hand. "You... You should go," he managed to say.

She sighed. "I'm sorry if I scared you, I just... I heard you... screaming. Not loud or anything, but..." She tapped her earlobe. "Can't get much past these."

He swallowed, trying to push himself into a seated position, but his shoulders shook, his stomach twisting, and he fell back onto the pillow.

"Lex..." She bit her lip. "You could've told me. You know you don't have to do this alone."

He almost laughed out loud at that. What other way was there? It was his body, his choices, his mistakes. He'd drowned himself for too long, hoping it could save him, knowing it never would. He was reaping his rewards. No one else should have to deal with the mess that was him.

"I'm not your problem," he murmured, letting his eyes close again. What could she do, besides be there to fill the silence when music wasn't enough? Besides grounding him and telling him it wasn't real, he wasn't there?

"You're not a problem, Lex," she said, her voice serious. Tired. How late was it? Even trying to be fucking better, he was still screwing up her life.

"I just want you to take care of yourself, okay?" She kicked at an empty water bottle. "Is this the best way? I'm glad you're trying, I am, but don't you think it'll be easier on you if you come downstairs and hang out?"

He didn't want any of them to see him like this. "What good would that do?"

"Distract you, for one. For another, it'll be easier to remember meals. When's the last time you've eaten something?"

He sank further onto the bed, his gut twisting again at the thought of food. "I don't know."

"And have you been drinking anything besides water?"

"No, that's--that's the whole point, I'm not---"

"That's not what I meant. Electrolytes? A protein shake, maybe?"

"No," he answered after a moment.

She dropped her eyes, a grimace tugging at her mouth though she seemed to be trying to hold it back.

"Do you not think I can do this?"

"I think you're punishing yourself," Sarah said. "And I think you should stop."

Was he? His head spun almost too much to think about it. This wasn't self-inflicted punishment, it was cause and effect. It was something he had to get through if he ever wanted to move past the Tower.

"It'll be over soon," he muttered, and he hoped he was right.

She dipped her head, pressing her lips together tightly, and pushed off of the bed, moving to sit cross-legged on the floor.

"Sarah..."

"Look, I don't wanna push your boundaries, but I can't leave you like this. It's not safe."

"It'll get worse from here."

"Which is why I'm staying." She gave him a stern look. "If you want to be alone, I'll leave, but I'll be right outside your door."

Lex clenched his jaw. "I'll be fine."

"You're detoxing. You're already feverish. What if you start seizing up?"

"Then I've already dug my own grave."

"Lex." Her expression darkened. "You can't keep doing this."

"This is the only time--"

"Not this. Self-destructing. You..." She did grimace then, pinching the bridge of her nose. "You keep hurting yourself, and I can't keep watching."

He pressed his cheek further into the pillow, knees drawing to his chest. "Then why do you?" he said. "Why haven't you thrown me out yet?"

The words came out too angry. Accusatory. His own fault. Any filter he had was lessened by the pain in his head and the nausea and the fucking exhaustion. He didn't want her to throw him out, he... he needed her. Not in some bullshit emotional way, but as a reminder that there were still good things. Things worth fighting for, worth living for.

"I'd never throw you out," Sarah said, her expression turning to something that bordered playful. "I like you too much for that, you know. I just..." She exhaled through her nose, pushed soft dark hair over her shoulder. "I want you to try, okay? Can you agree to try to do what's best for yourself? To stop taking the harder path just because?"

Could he? Even if he wanted to? The harder path was what he was used to. Less traveled, less trapped. Suffering for a goal was a habit. Muscle memory.

Would the path to freedom be as clear if there was no pain to pave it?

Still, something in her voice pulled Lex to nod against the pillow. "I'll try."

Her smile shifted to something more genuine. "That's all I'm asking." She began to push herself up. "I'll, uh... I'll be in the hall then. You are eating breakfast in the morning, mister."

"You... You don't have to do that," he started.

"Do what? Bring you food? Or stand guard? I already said I'm not leaving you alone--"

"You don't have to stay in the hall." Lex swallowed (followed), and it took him a second to form the words. "You can stay here. If you... If you want to."

Her expression softened. "Yeah. I do."

She found a spare pillow and blanket in the room's closet and began to settle down on the floor beside him, picking out a new CD to start the music playing again.

While we're on the subject, could we change the subject now

"I'm here if you need me."

"I know." I need you.

It was a paradox. The easier path to recovery, to a clear head, to control being the more difficult one. Because it was untravelled. Because he almost felt he didn't deserve it, that he should bear the punishment for his own vices.

But even if the path was unchartered, he had a guide. For once, he didn't have to walk it alone.

oh, and we carried it all so well

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Tag List:

@whumpacabra @enteredin2eternity @kixngiggles @whumpsday @kiichu @whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump @shywhumpauthor @distinctlywhumpthing , @bloodinkandashes , @fleur-alise , @whumpy-daydreams , @whumpwillow , @honeycollectswhump , @snakebites-and-ink

#you don't know how long i spent finding lyrics #im not even fully satisfied with the ones i went with because they aren't -perfect- but ive spent too long scrolling through playlists lolo #wildefire #cinderglass #tw alcohol #alcohol whump #emeto #hallucinations #withdrawals #angst #anon #so sorry this took forever #anyway this may be a little cheesy but lex needs some sappiness in his life #I STARTED WRITING THIS IN NOVEMBER HOLY SHIT FSJDBSKKD

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kikikakapo · 6 days

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I saw that you had a kakapo slugcat and I want you to know that makes me so happy I really like rainworld and kakapos are my favorite bird so now I'm just sitting here. quietly happy. and I think you should know about this. your kakapo slugcat delights me. if you wouldn't mind could you tell me about them?

omg this makes me so happy!! I’m so glad I could bring someone joy with my art, I’ve always wanted to do that, and it just gives me a warm fuzzy feeling thinking about that, thank you for telling me :D

ok so about my kakapo slugcat!!

Really its just my kakapo sona but as a slugcat because I got into rw but I do have a little campaign idea for them! So first off, its abilities! It would be able to glide, kinda like real kakapos, climb up really tall vertical walls and be able to track things with a strong smelling ability, and it would also be able to blend into greener backgrounds when hunted.

It would be also friendly and curious, with a higher reputation among scavengers but other creatures would be more likely to go after it. It would be nocturnal, coming out at night time and be completely vegetarian, with a small amount of food pips needing to be filled. It would be fat like the gourmand but able to run faster because of its strong legs and able to store a large amount of food pips.

Now for what kind of region it lives in! My idea for now, was that it would live in a region based on kauri forests like in nz, with tall trees and other nz based foods that you could eat. There might other regions, like a more mountainous one with snowfall or something.

I would totally mod this if I could but I dunno how to code haha maybe one day though.

that’s all I’ve been able to think of right now, I might have more ideas later, if it’s a bit long and rambling, sorry! It’s just sorta the first time I’ve put these ideas to words so I’m not 100% sure how to word it correctly, anyway hope you like what I have to say on it and also SUPER SORRY FOR TAKING FOREVER I’ve just been distracted and procrastinating but I finally did this so here you go ^_^

#Also once again #Thank you for sending this!!!#It makes me so happy that i could make you happy!!#asks #Uhh #kakapo slugcat #So sorry this took forever

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lenorethequietbookkeeper · 2 months

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Caspian x Mermaid S/O he accidentally caught in a net

Tw for kidnapping and gross imagery

-You were caught alongside a batch of slimy fish. You can feel them wriggling desperately against your body as the fishing net is dragged to the surface. Being blindsided by your sudden capture, you struggle to comprehend what has happened to you.

-Upon breaking the choppy water's surface, you are left further disoriented by the blinding sun. Beneath you, the mangled, undead crew of the Bitten savagely rip apart and consume whatever moursel of meat slips out of the net and hits the grimey deck.

-There is no doubt you would have been made into dinner for these brutes, but something about you catches their captain's frozen eyes. Whatever that something is, he swiftly has you separated from the massive catch.

-Capsian apologizes profusely for almost serving you to his crew for dinner. He will be very cordial with you, much unlike the stern and harsh demeanor his crew is accustomed to.

-He decides to further ask about you, specifically what brings you to the area, your cause of death, and how you became the creature you are now. While inquisitive, he will not pry into something if it clearly upsets you.

-During your exchange, he proposes that you stay on board the ship for lunch. As compensation for the upsetting inconvenience, he explains. You can reject the idea, and you will be sent on your merry way with no strings attached. Although your decision seems to slightly sadden the frozen undead.

-But let's not kid ourselves, you are clearly here to see things go wrong, so let's say you agree.

-Giddy at your decision, the captain immediately orders for accommodations to be made for you. In no time at all, a makeshift fishtank that you can comfortably reside in is built within the captain's quaters. The tank's interior is unsurprisingly lacking in decor, but there is plenty of space for you to move about smoothly.

-While your meal is being prepared, Caspian keeps you company. The two of you continue to chat about random things; life at sea, your hobbies, the different mutilated bodies you've both seen floating in the water, casual stuff like that.

-You notice during your conversation, the pirate seems enamored by what you have to say. His mature composure is still present, but you can tell he is deeply invested in the discussion.

-Soon enough, a buffet of perfectly seasoned multi-eyed fish, jumbo isopod guts, and many other Cottonmouth delicacies are rolled into the quarters. A tray is hung on the edge of your tank, where the dishes of your choice are placed.

-The light-hearted banter between you and your multi-limbed host proceeds as you eat. You have such a good time, you hardly take note of the room's blood stained floor, or the multiple pieces of furniture that appear to be made with human bones.

-After being released back to the waters, you find yourself coming back to that dreary ship again and again. Maybe you'll let yourself be caught in more fishing nets, maybe you'll follow the Tempest's patrol of the icy wastelands. Perhaps you go as far as assisting in the Bitten's attacks on lost humans- er, shady characters within the Alps.

-Regardless of how you instigate your future meetings with the captain over the next few months, Caspian will eventually catch on to your intentions.

-During one of your little dates in the open waters, he will ask you a simple question; "Say, would ye be interested in callin' the Tempest home, love?"

-You are no doubt honored that you have earned an offer to join the Bitten's rank by their very own captain. With the guaranteed benefits and security such a position brings, you quickly agree.

-Suddenly, you are quickly plucked from the sea and dragged through the ship to Caspian's quaters by two of his bigger henchmen. You'll obviously struggled and cry out, but your demands to be released will be ignored.

-You are thrown back into the very fish tank built for you at the start of all this. It has been upgraded significantly since then. Several passive, colorful species of fish and plants from the Alp's waters now call the space home. The far more upsetting change is that the aquarium has been sealed off, trapping you inside.

-Capsian soon comes down to see you again. You have plenty of nasty words for him no doubt. Not that there are many words to accurately convey your panic and anger at this imprisonment.

-No matter what words come to you in the moment, the captain will attempt to calmly reassure you, and offer you this explanation;

'Oh no no, don't be afraid! Can't ye see, my lovely pearl? This is the only way to keep ye safe from these dark waters. I know it'll be an adjustment, but trust me, this be for your own good."

#zop #zombiesofpythonel #zop x reader #x reader requests #caspian #SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER #ive been very burnt out lately and generally demotivated #plus i got very into writing this and making it good #hope y'all like it!#tw kidnapping #tw gross #minors dni

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blorbo-autism · 2 days

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can I have uhhhhhhhhhh isaac from paranatural. If that’s chill

Posted!!

#so sorry this took forever #not autism creature #asks

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dungeons-n-muses · 10 days

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🌹 Muse A sneaks out onto the porch to away from people at a house party - only to find Muse B already there, having done the same thing. - for Dany from Pike

Meet Cute Starters / Memes

Dany wasn’t sure what this party was about or who it was for. But she needed the free food and tossing a couple spells to trick the guards was easy enough.

Upon getting her fill, she decided she was just about done with all this noise that came with parties and decided to step out. Not that anyone was looking to talk to a half demon like herself anyway.

The air was brisk. Could be a chance of snow. But the fire in her veins kept any attempts made from nature to push her back inside. Besides. The night life with its lights and stars were pretty. Why would she leave this view for some dumb ol’ chill?

Though despite the chill, it would seem Dany was not the only one who wanted some time away from the senseless noise as she could detect a sound of footsteps coming up towards her general direction.

Despite her efforts to keep to herself and not get kicked out/arrested, her natural curiosity wanted to know who this person was. They were brave enough to approach her after all (as she had heard so many times before).

“Pretty loud in there isn’t it?” She asked before looking in the direction of the footsteps.

#i want to go home (dany) 👿#so sorry this took forever

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fatedprincess · 12 days

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" oh , why hello ! you frightened me. " a beat. " apologies. it would have been a terrible disaster if i dropped my watering can. i'm sure i would make the worst first impression. " she giggles.

starter for : @rosepineuse

#rosepineuse #❀ * || 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜. ( main )#[ HI SWEETIE #SO SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER #q.

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thecommanderzoe · 3 months

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🌿🍒 ~

@theackerwitch || mistletoe meme like 3 months ago

Celebrations were in full spring, the flow of wine and beer, the tavern was alive with all matter of people. Hanji didn't care so much for the big wigs Erwin had dragged her to so many times, getting out of it this year was a blessing!

Instead she decided to hang out in one of the local watering holes, dance with the people, sing with the drunks, just let her hair down completely. Not a squad leader, not worried about keeping up appearances. It was the holidays after all.

Finally she took a break, grabbing some mulled wine to warm her hands as she stood outside in the doorway to shield from the cold. Hanji grinned, arm thrown around the woman, "Kuchel! You're here? Stayin' away from the stuck up brass too?" she slurred a little, catching a glimpse of the mistletoe in the porch.

"I hope y'don't mind but I don't fancy gettin' bad luck from some old wives tale" she laughed, putting her glass on the window ledge and grabbed Kuchel's cheeks for a simple kiss. "Mmmwah!" she cheered, "What a night huh".

#;ic #theackerwitch #one big meaty kiss haha #hanji just doesnt care and im here for it #so sorry this took forever #i knew the muse would come eventually

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nocek · 1 month

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Fun fact: All of Gwenpool's properly spelled fucks were given to Miguel as a reparations for dealing with Deadpool.

(also shock is stupid, I'm strongly on team let him say fuck ;P)

Sorry for the long delay on everything. We were finishing big work project so I've been bit busy but in free time I was finishing one of my forever wips for the @cindymorganzine and I'm very proud of it but the big reveal will come with time ;)

But as for this comic [first part is here] then [there is bonus drawing with Jeff in his 99 napping glory] and there is obviously [the clear first panel] that was originally posted 2 months ago >.< [and it's sketch]

#spiderverse #atsv #gwenpool #jeff the land shark #miles morales #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #margo kess #gwen poole #hobie brown #spiderman #spiderpunk #spidergwen #spiderman india #spiderbyte #why did I go with so many characters #i love them but drawing this took forever >.<#sorry for the big delay with everything

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comyet · 9 months

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@jakei95 this was the most heartwarming surprise and i honestly haven't been able to put him any other place than beside my work station ever since i opened my package. he means so much to me, the plush is so fun!! and the little artwork is just to die for, i don't have the proper words 💛💛💛 thank you so much for this Jakei, I'm so so glad this plushie campaign went well and you deserve the success coming your way x1000!!

#so sorry it took forever to post about this it's been hard to do the most basic things this week #sometimes it be like that #good luck with your personal projects and underverse!! make sure my kid earns his place there #so cute #ink fanart #formye

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heclingmuzik · 1 year

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🎧

Send a 🎧 and I will put my music on shuffle, then write a starter based on a lyric from the first song that plays

"I'm heavy." She starts with a sigh. Pauses, fingers pick at fabric of the sweater she chose to wear this cold day,

"I lost my only space and there's two empty stares. The light would change like I was never there."