#the worst fear power

[sydneighsays]

For some reason this scene really scratches something in my artistic brain and I feel the need to draw it every time.

#tma fanart #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #jon archivist #jon sims #episode 102 #nesting instinct #animatic #the magnus archive fanart #tma #pretty jon #hot jon rights #forcibly knows French #the worst fear power

[artiststarme]

Steve is Afraid of Hospitals

Years of dealing with the Upside Down had taken a psychological toll on the entire Party. From nightmares to newly-developed phobias, no one escaped their yearly festivities unscathed. Steve was not an exception. Since his and Robin’s capture and subsequent torture by the Russians underneath Starcourt, he’d been terrified of drugs, needles, doctors, and everything else relating to the medical field. Any time he thought of having to go to the doctor, he could feel the torturer ripping his nails off with the plier. Whenever he tried to enter the ER, he felt the painful sting of the needle in his neck enough to make him dizzy. And imagining getting a shot? Well, that was enough to keep Steve away from even driving past the hospital out of fear alone. 

The closest he’d been to the white coats since the happenings underneath Starcourt was when he’d carried Eddie’s bleeding body into the ER for treatment. Even then, he hadn’t stuck around. He’d stayed just long enough to threaten the nursing staff to try their best and tell them that Eddie wasn’t a murderer. Steve waited until the doctors promised to do all that they could before he hurriedly made his way outside to escape the tightness in his chest. He waited briefly in the parking lot for Robin or Dustin or Nancy to follow him but he soon realized that they were much too busy dealing with Eddie and Max to worry about him. 

And so, he started the long trek back to his house. He knew deep down that he should’ve gotten his sides looked at, maybe even the abrasions on his neck. Irrationally though, Steve couldn’t stomach the thought of any doctors poking and prodding at him. Even thinking about being in the same room as a doctor with access to drugs and syringes caused his heart to palpitate. His reaction to everything made it worse. Why couldn’t he just get over his aversion to hospitals? Robin wasn’t afraid of supporting their injured friends around doctors. She had been stabbed in the neck with the same type of needle as he had and she had no problem being around needles now. And she could still drink the occasional beer, feel the relief of alcohol, without delving into a panic attack over loss of control. 

But Steve was weak. When he had a problem, instead of solving it, he avoided it. Even when his new friend and one of his kids was in the hospital fighting for their lives. And he hated himself for it. 

It took him a little over an hour to walk back to his house. The whole way there, the sides of his torso throbbed and his head ached. He could feel blood soaking through the dirty bandages and he could feel Eddie’s blood sticking to his skin too. He just wanted to take a shower and forget what they had all been through over Spring Break. 

He scrubbed his body clean in the warmest shower his wounds would tolerate. He was in there long after the water had run cold just trying to peel the stain of Eddie’s blood from his skin. When he was done, he tried to bandage his wounds and clean them with antiseptic but staring into the pulverized flesh reminded him too much of how his face looked after the Russian torture. So, he slapped on some gauze and fell into his bed to get some sleep plagued by nightmares. 

~*~*~*~

He called Dustin at the hospital to check on Max and Eddie late the next morning. “Hey Henderson, how’re they?”

“Um, they gave Eddie a blood transfusion and a couple of skin grafts last night. They said that he would be fine but the police kicked us out of his room and have him cuffed to the bed. He almost died trying to save Hawkins and they’re still treating him like a criminal! Max is in a coma, the doctors don’t know if she’s going to wake up or if she’ll be the same when she does.” He paused for a moment. “You’d know if you were here. Where are you? You just disappeared last night. Where’d you go?”

“Dustin, I’m sorry. I just, I just really needed some time to myself last night. I’m happy to hear they’re doing well. I’ll talk to you later,” Steve went to hang up the phone when he heard him speak again. 

“Hey, since you’re calling to annoy me, you might as well annoy me in person. Can you give me a ride home today?” Dustin asked in a desperate voice barely disguised with snark. 

Steve sighed, he couldn’t let the kid down after everything he’d been through. “Sure, man. I’ll be there in 20 minutes, okay?”

“Yep, thanks Steve! I’ll see you then.” And then he hung up and left the Harrington house in silence once more. 

Steve was a little nervous and his palms were already starting to sweat. He was just picking Dustin up from the parking lot, it was fine. He wasn’t going to get poked by needles or drugged with unknown hallucinogens. No, he probably wasn’t even going to see any doctors! All he had to do was get Dustin, drop him off at home, and go back to his own house to lick his wounds in peace. Easy peasy. 

He continued his inner pep talk all the way to the hospital and only stopped once he saw Dustin waiting at the ER doors. His stomach dropped as soon as his car turned into the lot and his vision blurred for a moment. Oh shit, he didn’t know if he could do this. 

“Henderson! Get in the car, I’m not going to wait all day!” Yeah, that’ll trick him. Steve couldn’t let anyone witness his weaknesses. It was his job to protect the group at all costs. If they knew he was afraid of such a trivial thing, they’d never trust him again. 

Dustin just shook his head and huffed as he climbed into the now-parked car. “Jesus Christ Steve, have some patience. It wouldn’t kill you. Speaking of, how are your bites? I saw some of Eddie’s after they cleaned him up this morning and they looked brutal, man.”

He reached for Steve’s waist but he slapped his hand away. “Um, no. Take me to dinner first before trying to get me to strip. Jesus Christ, Henderson. Don’t be a perv.”

Dustin pulled his hand back, affronted. “What the hell, Steve. You look all sweaty and I can see blood soaking through your bandages. Did you get them looked at by a doctor before you left yesterday?”

He reached for the hem of Steve’s shirt again and Steve grabbed his wrist. “I’m serious, Henderson. It’s fine. Let’s just go.”

Henderson yanked his arm out of Steve’s grasp and went to grab the hem for a third time. Unfortunately for Steve, he miscalculated slightly and poked his pointy fingers directly into his wound. A white-hot flash of pain shot through Steve and he released a half gasp/half yelp of pain. He felt the sluggish bleeding of the bites start anew with the blunt intrusion through the bandages. 

Steve screwed his eyes shut in pain and let his head drop against the steering wheel. His horn sounded but his eyes remained closed and his breaths left his lips in pants. Dustin shot back in his seat and fumbled with the door handle. “Oh my god, Steve! I’m so sorry! I’ll go get a nurse to help you!”

He didn’t receive an answer from Steve who was still keeled over in his seat, barely conscious and reliving the pain of the bats digging into his flesh. He must’ve lost consciousness because the next thing he saw when he opened his eyes was a moving gurney and lots of people in scrubs and white coats. He jerked in his spot and started mumbling meaningless pleads.

“No, no, no. Let me leave. Please, let us go. I work at Scoops, please. Scoops!”

The doctors paid him no mind even as his limbs started to flail. They spoke over his panicked shrieks and one approached him with a syringe filled with clear liquid. 

Steve wasn’t going to go down without a fight, unlike last time. Last time, he had to bide his time to protect Robin. But now? Now he was alone. He didn’t have to take the torture lying down this time. So, when the doctor was within reach past all of the nurses and restrictive grasps, Steve punched the white coated man in the face.

“Shit, he broke my nose!” You’re damn right I did, evil Russian. Logically, Steve knew that he was in the Hawkins hospital. But he couldn’t focus on logic over the sheer panic that he was experiencing. 

“Restrain him, give him the sedative!”

“No, please, no! Let me go!”

And then he felt a sharp poke in his arm and the world went black once more. 

~*~*~*~

When he woke up again, he saw a dark room. What happened? He let out a loud groan and moved his hand to scrub at his face.

“Easy Harrington. If you keep moving, you’re going to pull your stitches.”

“My what?” Steve paused all movement and tried to force his eyes to acclimate to the darkness. “Where am I?”

“You’re in the hospital. Dude, you went home instead of getting your sides looked at and they got infected. Nice going. They were worried about sepsis for a while there but they think you’re probably in the clear now. You’ve been getting IV antibiotics.”

When he heard about the IV, his attention was immediately pulled to the pain in his hand and he gasped as he pulled out the needle. It clattered to the ground with little fanfare but Steve could still feel it poking his skin. 

“Did you just pull out the IV? You need that, Harrington. What the fuck?”

The person turned on the light and suddenly the room was illuminated. Steve turned his head to the neighboring bed to lock eyes with an unimpressed and rumpled Eddie Munson. “Eddie?”

“Yes, Harrington. I’ve been talking to you for the past five minutes and you didn’t recognize me? I’m offended.” 

Steve shook his head. He was in the hospital. Oh god, he had to get out of here. He tried to scooch out of bed but fell back in pain. 

“What’s going on, Harrington? You need to stay here. Lay back down, you’re safe. Steve, I see you trying to get up. You need to not do that.” Eddie tried to calm him down but it wasn’t working. 

After a few more failed attempts, Eddie pulled himself out of bed and stumbled to Steve’s. “Fuck man, I need you to stop moving. I’m pretty sure I pulled some stitches on my way over here and if we both need new stitches, the nurses will get the wrong idea. Hey, Steve! Talk to me.”

Steve’s vision was blurred with tears and he was pretty sure his heart was going to explode due to the pressure pressing down on his chest. “I can’t be here, man. I need to get out. I can’t breathe, I can’t think, and where the hell is Robin? Is she safe? Did the Russians get her? Where’s Dustin? I gave them his full name. Oh shit, what if they go after him now? Fuck, I have to go.”

Eddie pushed his arms onto the bed and leaned his face close to Steve’s. “Steve, are you afraid of hospitals?”

Steve had told him a little bit about their time with the Russians and he guesses that Eddie made the connection. “I just, I can’t be here Eddie. What if they come after me again? I can’t lose control like that again. The drugs? I can’t do it again, man.”

“Hey, hey, hey. Stevie, I’ll protect you. And as soon as you can be discharged without dropping dead in your escape, we can leave. Alright? Move over.” Eddie comforted him. 

“What-” Steve tried to ask but Eddie cut him off. 

“Look man, you’re afraid of hospitals and I’m afraid of being alone. Move over so we can share a bed and not be scared together. Okay?”

Steve looked at him. It really was harder to be afraid with Eddie practically on top of him. And they had been through a lot together. So, Steve nodded and made some room for Eddie. There was hardly enough room for the two of them but they managed. And when the panic started to ebb away and his eyes started to close, Steve swears he felt Eddie press a small kiss to his hairline. 

He was still afraid of hospitals, doctors, drugs, and needles. But from then on, Eddie was there to distract him and make everything just a little better. And eventually, the fear stopped being so horrific and became just a mild nuisance as long as he had Eddie by his side.

@nburkhardt @doubleb11 @zerokrox-blog @carlyv @i-less-than-three-you @newtstabber @ghosttotheparty

The long awaited medical phobia fic @ghosttotheparty. I hope you like it!

#I can be distracted from my fears so I feel like Steve would be the same #Eddie has no idea what's happening but he's wanted to cuddle with Steve since sophomore year so he's not complaining #Not my best work but probably not my worst either #did not proofread so please be nice #stranger things #fanfic #steddie #steddie fic #Steve Harrington has powers #steve harrington #eddie munson #eleven hopper #max mayfield #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson

[animentality]

as an ex Catholic I can wholeheartedly tell you that Catholics have been going about it the wrong way for hundreds of years because when you're made to feel guilty for just about every pleasure under the sun, you begin to embrace guilt itself as pleasurable.

Catholicism doesn't remove your inclination to sin, it simply crosses your wires.

I'm kind of glad I was raised Catholic because if I wasn't, I suspect I'd be far more vanilla, and that's no fun.

#catholic #being catholic brings out the worst in you #and then you learn to love that part of you because you know god doesnt #and then you become as powerful as a god for doing so #it is not fear that gives god power now #it is love

[catherine-sketches]

Me: God I love Valentino’s design but he is such a pice of shit

My brain: don’t worry we have Good Valentino at home

The Good Valentino at home:

So I gave Valentino a nice twin! Meet Fabio everyone!!!

In hell because he did the straightest thing you can do: kill a man (several men actually), Fabio is also involved in the sex work industry but in the “small brothel that has medical insurance and strict consent rules where he keeps all of his workers hidden from the exterminations and Valentino and his bullshit”

He meets the Hazbin gang after the battle with the angels when the writing on the wall tells him the Val and his weird stalker tv boyfriend and their lesbian mean friend will start a power grab and turf war and he feels that his small safe brothel will not remain as such for long. So off to the hotel he goes with his 20 or so girls, guys and non-binary pals.

Angel nearly has a heart attack when he sees him at the door for obvious reasons

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel valentino #hazbin hotel oc #angel dust #he doesn’t make soul contracts like his brother because having that kind of power #over another person scares him #he fears becoming like his brother every day #what do you do when you share a face with the worst guy you know? #velvet and veneer kinda beat #Fabio knows Valentino is like that out of his own volition because their parents little corner store sure as hell was no sweat shop #this man has no previous trauma to pretend to have shaped him in the monster he is today and Fabio knows it #also I have an idea for a Romeo and Juliet kinda story with him where he fell in love while alive with a radio host #and for a time he hoped that the radio demon was his Roberto #but he finds out that no that’s a whole other man #in other words I’m inventing in the back of my mind the character of the radio angel #but that’s for another post

[silver-cyn]

X men ‘97

Ya’ll, I was on episode 3 and tonight I blew through the rest of the episodes. I am all caught up.

All I can say is wow. Damn.

Gambit 💔💔💔

Genosha 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

Rogue went Rogue. Was she right or wrong? I don’t care. Seeing her take the kid gloves off and let loose was cathartic.

Episode 8 Magneto did a thing. And he did it very well! The music and Val’s voiceover went perfectly over what he did.

I really appreciate all the things xmen 97 is saying. Because my ideal way is Charles’s way, but keeping it real, I would most likely be lining up behind Magneto.

Is there a middle ground? Where does it end? When you try over and over to do the right thing, the right way but the people are not having it. When is enough enough? How far can you go before you cross the line? So easy to talk about the ideal way of doing things but when you’re being beat down over and over for just being yourself? It wears you down. It can grind you down into the dust. It’s natural to fight back for your right to live. And then you have others trying to do things peacefully. That is not an easy walk AT ALL. How do they do it? Because they are going through it too .This show omg…

Ok - I’m going to step back and soak in the feels from all this.

I love this show. ❤️❤️❤️

#x men 97 #gambit #rogue #magneto #storm my girl I didn’t forget you getting your powers back #yessss #the quotes from this show are everything #this show calling me out in the best way #all the xmen ❤️❤️❤️ #Scott summers #I see you confused about your lovers and missing your child #Jean grey #morph #nightcrawler fighting those human sentinels was so badass #I guess I gotta mention jubilee #sunspot #wolverine #lol #no Roberto’s family did him dirty #his worst fear realized and it came from his family #or should we just say his blood #xmen got me mentally crying ugly tears

[x-mensirens]

Gambit's illusion made by Madelyn Pryor

#Gambit #Rogue #Magneto #Remy Lebeau #X-Men '97 #X-Men #Erik Lensherr #anna marie d'canto #gifset #gif #mine #kjnfbdhsfa #Savage Land reference #okaaaayyyyyyyy #pause #we all know Rogue and Magneto get trapped without powers in the savage land in a famous comic arc but ummmmm #if this is gambit's worst fear #has that happened in the original show?????????? #i'm rewatching TAS actually #Charles and Magneto are currently in the savage lands rn #if they have gone off there together and Gambit knowsdsaknbhjfds #big if true

[mightymizora]

People compare Gortash to Elon Musk but kids I would be so surprised if Escobar wasn’t wholesale on the Gort mood board

#psychopath with an obsession with image #tearing up the rules of engagement as he goes #grew up in poverty and was wildly intelligent and used it for ill #smuggler and trafficker and known sadist #fully using the system when it suited and destroying it when he had enough power and clout #a different man to different people #wanting to be liked and if not liked respected and if not respected feared #it’s the mood board truly #anyway thank you Gort friends for reminding me about when I was a kid and absolutely fascinated by how the fuck his whole life happened #truly one of the worst people who has ever lived

[localcoffeeshop]

Still thinking about what it all means. but i feel fucking crazy. i just feel like i’m accessing layers of peebles brainrot previously unseen on this earth.

#adventure time #bonnibel bubblegum #princess bubblegum #video #her control freak nature is likemy fav thing ever. watching her accept when she cant control everything is my medicine #i just think her pervasive fear of the x factor she cant see coming is such a strong theme for her considering her wasteland childhood & #the fact that she could not control for her ‘family’ going against her and not being what she needed them to be and hurting her #and every subsequent attempt to take her shit or kidnap her or destroy her kingdom or sieze her throne or rob her of her dignity… #shes terrified of not being able to control for everything #same thing when she got the elemental powers and was distraught that she didnt even explore the possibility as a scientist #so if she could ‘fix’ the world to make it something she could control… the worst part of her wants to

[duncanor]

It's really interesting how Nightow talked about humans being some kinds of Gods to Plants because they created them. (Thus playing around with the trope of Man vs God)

And then having Knives describe himself and his kind as Gods or angels.

In a way, his goal was the exact same as humanity. Building a paradise for his kind to thrive in, free of the horrors and errors of the past.

However, like men were created in God's image, Knives is as human as he gets. Repeating the same mistakes and furthering the harm he and his kind received. Perpetuating the cycle of never ending violence.

#trigun #trimax #millions knives #He's deeply human in the worst most pitiful way possible #Fearful desperate child #Clawing to build himself a pillow fort out of guts and bloody teeth #Repeating the harm he received tenfold #It's also cool that humans are supposedly the plants gods but it's the Plants that are shown as 'godly but wrong' #Both heavenl and a abomination to nature #A twisted parody of humanity #Powerful beyond it's creators comprehension

[ladypepperofdavenshire]

The Storage Locker Pt 1, Pt 2

Duncan maaaay have some regrets about nearly beating up Jenna's boyfriend lol

#ladypepperofdavenshire #original characters #parallels comic project #comic #jenna #jenna nielson #johnny #johnny fenton #duncan #duncan nielson #sketch #johnny's powers include being able to project people's worst fears into their heads #but scary images don't really hold up against a pissed off nearly seven foot man lol #so he decided to peace out instead

[bluevelvetea]

I've been really scared there for a second when the Chainsaw Man flashbacks hit

#did someone already do this #Probably not #It's just me seeing a wholesome birthday scene and immediately fearing for the worst #buddy daddies #Chainsaw man #Csm #Csm power

[adanseydivorce]

Happy Father’s Day to Brimstone from Daughter of Smoke and Bone <33

#daily psa to read dosab I’m serious. So many of you would like Dosab if you read it I am positive #many a time when speaking on something I like there’s a “I would but I wouldn’t reccomend it” element not with this everyone read dosab #daughter of smoke and bone #dosab #s speaks #done rereading the first book… now That is how you do ya urban fantasy (although the series is a cross between the urban/paranormal and hig #fucked up that certain paranormal ya from that era (like Fallen Shiver etc.) are getting a resurgence when they could never be what this #Series is I deserve an (animated! we’ll done!) adaptation (but live action my worst fear) #I swear to you the series is like if Cosmic Love by Florence was a book series if you care about my opinion please tbr #+ it’s about a girl who was raised by a monster family and the monster family is w on derful #and Karou and Zuzana’s friendship is everything and the atmosphere is perfect ugh #(Can especially say it’s perfect now given I’m where it’s set rn) #Anyway happy Father’s Day to the Chimeara who saved his pseudo daughter through the power of love and necromancy

[taylorswiftdebut]

okay… I don’t care about Joe though? why should swifties be obligated to feel bad for him lol

fantastic question because i also do not care about joe! it is well known by most of my friends on here that i am surprised everytime i hear him speak because i’ve heard him speak so little and do not remember what he sounds like and i genuinely view him as just some guy

however i do think the very least we could do is leave him alone but some people seem to be actively antagonizing the situation and making him out to be this evil mastermind villain which i think is far worse than just not caring like objectively it’s sad to see someone’s life torn apart because another party has such a mega amount of fame none of us can even process that when their relationship ends all the blame falls on a party for as far as we know didn’t do anything

#like we literally don’t know anything about anything and yet people are like ripping him to shreds #and like human decency would dictate that we can see that that is wrong and makes you sad #that actually all the worst fears and power imbalances in the relationship were validated if that makes sense #ask: anon

[fellhellion]

90s run PAD has this rlly annoying trend where he very often write a female character being in love w miguel and suddenly her entire character shrinks down to the scope of what drama this provokes and it's near continually in service to the narratives of men (Gabriel and Miguel interpersonal drama for example). even when there are actually interesting things to be mined from this angle like w lyla its like. this is a pattern w you dude.

#my GOD we lost kasey nash in the wars skdfhjkdshfkjs #like. it sucked. the fact she goes from a revolutionary to primarily a wedge between gabri and miguel SUCKS. #for some reason its like folks pretend PAD also literally wasnt writing the kronom arc where character assasination is happening #left and right to prop up dana as a martry. when like he was literally just writing that. #like im sorry i love the 90s run too and i have a lot of sympathy for the strain the team wouldve been under while corp bullshit was #exploding above their heads but like. the fact PAD appears to like. just not be fucking bothered to explain what #danas thought processes are flipping from one belief to a wildly opposing one is just bad and tbh LAZY writing #and this is happening dozens of issues before the worst irl circumstances for the team even cropped up #tunes talks critical #can u tell im on my period lmao #tunes talks 2099 #like even regarding xina. i think she escapes the worst of this writing treatment from PAD but like. the fact that the dimension PRIMARILY #explored in the text w her is around her relationship w miguel is honestly really disappointing. i LIKE that dimension yes but there is so #much more to explore with her! does she have friends outside of miguel (and if not does this tie into her apparent isolation from alchemax) #how does xina operate as a relatively independant and implied self employed individual in this world of corp monopolies #she CARES about the truth and fighting back against false narratives spun to consolidate power and profit so how does this extend into her #normal life? does she know about downtown when education wise this seems to be something utterly ommitted? what does she think about it? #what kind of hope did she hold regarding angela's work? #if she believes miguel to still work at alchemax why is this not a point of conflict between them? does she fear losing him? did she give #up trying? etc etc etc there are SO many compelling dimensions to explore w her and the text keeps them #largely sublimated to background details in the art. or what we can interpret as sublimated conflicts the characters dont want to address #but in terms of what is in the TEXT i want more. i want more as someone who really loves this fucking thing lmao

[furious-mango]

Okay but LISTEN

WHAT IF ending of TDoDA was different

what if Jacob remained a sensible Hollowgast. And Horatio took it upon himself to take care of him!

An almost-human who had been a Hollowgast for most of his life, and a Hollowgast who retained humanity within…

Hilarious post-ending scene:

Imagine Jacob trying to hide somewhere in the dark corners bc he's totally frightened by himself. Horatio slowly approaching him and softly talking in both english and hollow languages.

Then Horatio just grabs one of the Jacob's tongues and drags desperately squealing Hollowgast away.

Enoch watching them from afar: Incredible. This Wight has three limbs and Portman is losing to him with seven!

#horatio teaching jacob how to live with new body #also to control his power so as not to hurt anyone #bc this is the worst jacob's fear #mphfpc #jacob portman #horatio mphfpc #mphfpc horatio #miss peregrines home for peculiar children

[fushigurro]

this webbed site has really managed to plant sukuna directly into my brain today

#rambles. #i fear that if he and i were to somehow co exist without a severe power struggle then we would have the means to take over the world #he would make me the most horrible absolute worst version of myself #either that or i could fix him idk. 50/50 #regardless i need him to split me open