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girlblogger016 · 2 years

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arachnidsinavoid · 11 months

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He committed felony, domestic assault isnt he so dreamy/ref

× Simon 'Ghost' Riley headcanons ×

Simon Riley general headcanons this is just me rambling (tw metion of weed and hallucinations vague mention of death)

I hc he can actually draw he just can't be arsed

This isn't s HC but thinking of him drinking tea from a sports direct mug is fucking hilarious to me

Dose drink coffee but genuinely prefers the taste of tea (fuckin Brits)

Kind of wanted to be a tattoo artists and did some of his tattoos himself

Almost forgot when his birthday was because he never celebrates it and he has never told anyone (only person that might know is price at least that's what soap thinks and and trys to pry it out of both him n Simon)

Often tries to use exercise to help with his insomnia but sometimes it doesn't work and he just exhausts himself he sleeps but he feels worse when he wakes up

Occasionally sees Shadow People when insomnia gets bad (same bro)

Is actually really good at cooking but just never has the energy to

I like to head cannon that he used to be a bit of a stoner (love stoner Simon I I'll write for him) but is scared to ever smoke regularly again after what happened to his brother

Genuinely cares so much about the people around him but he's just so used to not being enough and not being able to save the ones he loves

Loves being gifted more personal and meaningful gifts then expensive things

if you gave this man a bunch of different vials of dirt from places you've been he will marry you

Also is a little fixated on bones (sometimes picks up dead animal bones and takes them home)

Price allows it cuz it makes him happy but is like 🤨??

I personally think he's autistic my source because I fucking said so (I'm autistic)

Feels embarrassed about stimming so man stims WITH HIS FUCKING TOES!!!

He does it because it's enough to help regulate him but barely noticeable (but come on man)

CAN FLICK HIS FUCKING BIG TOE

Is extremely unhygienic occasionally because of his depression

Like will no shower for like almost a mouth when his depression is bad until someone comments on it most likely price while he also comments on how exhausted he is

On days like that unless Simon needs to do something price just get him to take a shower then sends him to bed

MAN PASSES OUT UNTIL NOON NEXT DAY

Only surfaces to piss and eat

Go straight back to bed and passes out for another hour

It annoys him when this happens a completely destroys his sleeping routine

Spends like the next week trying to fix it and still be productive

Is particularly protective over kids and is really good with them surprisingly (has prior experience from his nephew Tommy)

Loves to just be touching someone if in a relationship

Not necessarily in aversely affectionate things sometimes he loves just sitting super close or you resting your head on his shoulder

Loves resting his head on the top of yours if ur short enough

Will kiss the crown of your head

Doesn't always have a lot to say but will listen to every word you have to say

#simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley #cod headcanons #simon riley fluff

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apollodarling-writes · 1 year

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Post RE4! Leon Kennedy Hcs

the leon brainrot has been eating me alive and now that im motivated enough to actually share them, lets get this shit rolling :D

tws: angst, angst, angst, leon is traumatized, accurate representation of ptsd, metions of excessive alcohol consumption, unhealthy ways of coping with trauma, SPOILERS!!!

Leon Kennedy is a very soft man at heart.

It's canon that as a child his family was slaughtered due to leading a life of crime and he was the sole survivor. He was taken in by a Police Officer and that act in itself heavily influenced him becoming a Police Officer himself.

I'll get into RE2! Leon headcanons another time.

Now, that in itself is traumatizing, and I can imagine that he was put into therapy for it. But the fact that the events of RE2 and RE4 were arguably more traumatizing, really plays into my angstier headcanons for him.

First and foremost, let’s take a moment to consider societal expectations of a man. Men, by societal standards, aren’t supposed to show emotion. It’s a sign of weakness, vulnerability, and most importantly it’s considered to be a more feminine trait. Leon has learned over the years that showing weakness can be prove to be fatal, and therefore does his best to never show emotion.

Now, let’s consider the line of work he’s in. Not only was he coerced into becoming a private agent (the US Government essentially threatened Sherry’s safety), but he can’t go to therapy, even if he wanted to, since everything is classified. They also probably work him to the bone considering he’s one of their best agents.

Now that we’ve covered all of that, let’s get into my headcanons for him :D

I personally believe that Leon is extremely insecure. Years of acquiring scars, burns, bitemarks, puncture wounds, etc has affected his body image. I also feel like he thinks he isn’t good enough for anyone. Leon is extremely traumatized and he likely thinks he would be a burden with how often he has episodes and panic attacks.

Leon is also always aiming to be better, stronger. He’s been in so many life or death situations that he feels weak. I feel like Leon also wants to improve his body image by working out and beefing up.

Years of chasing after Ada and finding out she’s been working with Wesker, as well as Krauser’s involvement with the events of RE4, he has MAJOR trust issues. Leon also doesn’t like to get close to anyone because everyone he cares about dies.

Despite all of this, I still believe that he wants to get married and live a semi-normal life. He would probably try to convince his spouse to stay at home and let him take care of them, but if they don’t agree with it, he would be okay with that as well. He’s just worried about their safety.

Leon doesn’t have any healthy ways to cope with his trauma. He rarely gets any sleep, and if he does, it’s restless or filled with nightmares. Leon is always on edge, expecting something to jump out at him or the next bioterrorist threat to start. He also can’t stand silence; it leaves him alone with his thoughts, but he also doesn’t like loud noises either. Loud noises immediately put him into fight or flight and send him into a flashback.

Leon can’t open up to anyone about his trauma, nor can he go to a therapist, so he turns to drinking. It numbs his mind and quiets his racing thoughts, and he feels at peace for once. He’s constantly drinking- Leon is almost never sober.

Leon is just so traumatized and I want to take all of his pain away :((

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astral-gamma · 22 days

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RANPOE POOL DATE

--- TW: metion of anxiety and panic attack, for the rest is just pure fluff Note: thanks @darkburz for the request <3 Enjoy^^

On a radiant summer day, with the sun casting over the world, Poe and Ranpo decided to have a fun day out at the pool (well Ranpo forced Poe). As they strolled hand in hand, the short boy hummed with joy. Poe's heart fluttered with anxiety, a common feeling that often overshadowed his moments of bliss.

Poe's anxiety was a formidable force, a constant companion that lurked in the shadows of his mind, ready to pounce at the slightest provocation. Despite his efforts to conceal his inner turmoil, Ranpo, with his intuitive deduction, sensed the storm brewing within his beloved. With a tender touch and a reassuring smile, Ranpo whispered words of encouragement, casting a lifeline to anchor Poe's wavering spirit.

Arriving at the pool, Poe had the feeling of a knot tightening in his chest as anxiety threatened to engulf him. Sensing his distress, Poe reached for the solace of his constant companion – his pet raccoon, a fluffy friend whose gentle presence offered solace in moments of chaos. With Ranpo's unwavering support, Poe clung to his raccoon, finding solace in the warmth of its fur and the steadiness of its heartbeat.As they settled by the poolside, Ranpo got next to Poe, shielding him from the prying eyes and judgmental whispers. With each whispered word and tender caress, Ranpo wove a tapestry of reassurance, calming Poe.But as the day unfolded, anxiety reared its ugly head, a relentless adversary that refused to be silenced. In the midst of laughter and splashing waters, Poe was ensnared in the clutches of panic, his breaths shallow and erratic, his heart pounding against the confines of his chest. In that moment of vulnerability, Ranpo emerged from the water, seeing how his beloved has stopped responding to his jokes and was just standing there motionless and lightly trembling. Ranpo smart ideas helped as always: he took his lover out by the hand and got some ice cream for the both of 'em to eat in peace and silence, far from others people screams and loud voices.And as the waves of panic ebbed away, replaced by a sense of calm, Poe realized the magnitude of Ranpo's love,a love that illuminated even the darkest corners of his soul.As the sun dipped below the horizon, the two love birds lingered by the poolside, their hands intertwined, their hearts entwined in a symphony of love. In that fleeting moment, amidst the whispers of the evening breeze, Poe understood that Ranpo's love was serious and strong.

And as they walked hand in hand into the night, Poe and Ranpo knew that together, they could weather any storm, for their love was a force more powerful than any problem alltogether.

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs hcs #bungo stray dogs headcanons #edogawa ranpo #ranpo imagines #ranpo headcanons #ranpo edogawa #bsd edgar allan poe #edgar allan poe #bsd ranpoe #ranpoe fic #bsd poe

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hey-a-clown · 9 months

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Some dumb lore about OCs

The Cain family mostly the children (From oldest-youngest) Zyrian (40's-50's)-Lillian(late 30's)-Oliver(mid 30's)-Nathan(mid 30's)-Azua(early 30's)-Lucy(17 years old)-Yuki(11 year's old)

Parents: Yureka Crypt Cain (Dad), Autumn Cain the ll (Mom)

TW- Metions of gore/force cannibals and child abuse

In a family of nine, the parents are members of a cult that subjected their children to aggressive obligations. As a result, Zyrian and Oliver's faces were severely disfigured, and Lillian's lower face plus half was also severely mangled. (luckily she was still alive and was healed by Nathan) The majority of the other kids also endure hardship.

Yuki's eye is taken out by force at a young age so she just has a missing eye socket. Azua had her wings ripped off as a quote-on-quote "punishment" She was numb to pain which made the cult leaders pissed off meaning the poor girl was used in most of the rituals as a dummy example. Yuki was deemed a mistake by her peers basically unplanned yet heavily praised alongside Zyrian for doing most of the unhinged things like doing blood sacrifices or eating still-alive victims.

The cult's adherents made the children eat human flesh under duress, turning them all into cannibals (with the exception of Lillian), and using them to attach a creature to each of them that contained a torturous conveying itself, they assigned them to go hunting for other living people. But even the tiniest of mistakes would lead to brutal beatings that cause black out's, or broken bones by choice. Some of the children allowed the mass murder to spiral out of control by either eating the majority of the members or torturing them to death. Yes, their demise was protracted and agonizing, but…

Aftermaths: They were finally liberated after many years of suffering, but most of them made wrong decisions in the aftermath of the horrifying previous terrors, resulting in Lucy going insane and attacking Yuki and Nathan. Her younger sister and older brother both have marks on their skin. Like superimposed ghosts, violent situations creep up on the siblings.

Few folks were able to overcome this trauma, but it resulted in disputes between Oliver and Azua. Fights have erupted in the siblings' home. Lillian was always the one who sought to prevent individuals from the family but in the end, received serious wounds.

If anyone has questions about the lore I'm more than happy to try and explain

#original characters #backstory #childhood trauma #fiction

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painisntn33ded · 2 years

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tw calorie metion

literally went over my cal limit for today by eating one lunch i didnt even enjoy and on top of that it's triggering my chronic illness so im super nauseous and in pain

#p

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just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi · 4 years

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Mark, rate these 3 types of affection. Pet heads, snuggles, petting. Also, what does your collar mean to you? What’s a punishment, and what’s a reward? What do you think of anons? Are you aware of the fact there are a whole bunch of us in your world, wandering around invisible, watching you? Do you know that we love you? Because we do.

CW: pet whumpee, collar mention, disordered exercise/eating mention, sensory deprivation mentioned, human trafficking mentioned.

Mark nodds, eyes rolled to the side as he considers.

“Um, if I get to choose? Snuggles, petting, head pats. If that’s okay.”

He’s back at the house right now, so he reaches up to put a hand on his collar. His home one is the most comfortable; black leather with a large buckle in the front. He could take it off easily, but he mostly gets in trouble for trying to put it on.

“Collars mean that I’m safe. It means that that I’m wanted, and that I did good, and that I can rest and be a pet for a little bit. I don’t have to think about things anymore. I don’t have to pay attention to how the size of my smile changes my face shape or what angle to stand at or how often I’m supposed to bite my lip. Sir tells me what to do and I do it.”

He cringes away a little bit, embarrassed that he still has to be punished after Sir spent so much money on him. “Punish, punishments are for when I’m bad. Sometimes Sir has me run, or lift weights. Sometimes I don’t get food. But. But the worst is when he puts on my hood and leaves in the dark. I don’t like that one. He likes that one.”

He shudders, but steals himself to answer the next, easier question. “Rewards are nice. They’re head pats, and sweet foods or Sir letting me sit under his desk while he works. I like that one the best because I get to be close to him and he’ll pet my hair.”

He cocks his head to the side, a little confused. “Um. The anons are nice? They’re nice to me. They let me cuddle with them or bring me food sometimes. I’m glad that they still like me even though they know I’m a pet.”

#pet whump #pet whumpee #collar mention #disordered eating mention #disordered exercise tw #food metion #bbu #box boy #mark davies #thanks anon!

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caspiansrecovery · 5 years

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Honestly 101; tw eating disorder

So, I haven’t really been living the recovery life. I’ve been engaging in a lot of eating disorder behaviors, and that’s probably why I’ve been struggling with heart problems. Last night my chest pain was so bad I had to go to the emergency room where they ran an ekg and found I have delays in my heart rhythm. They monitored me for a while and my heart rate did keep dipping down into the 50′s so the bradycardia we’ve been testing for is real. I see my regular doctor today, so I’m going to be honest with her and tell her this is all probably from my eating disorder. Another interesting thing happened last night when I got home. A few days ago I emailed my therapist from PHP and gave her an update on everything that’s been going on. Told her about my struggles since I left treatment. Well, about an hour after I got home from the hospital she called me. We had a long and serious talk, and she (she’s now working where I went to residential) thinks I need to go back to residential before this gets too far gone and I have serious - irreversible problems with my heart or worse... it kills me. She said she’s very worried about me and my health. She said she wants me to talk to my doctor about it today and to the therapist I’m seeing now - who I’m also seeing in about... 1/2 an hour - about it to, and that she’ll call me at the end of the week and see how she can support me in what I have decided. I’m scared. I don’t know if I can handle going through treatment again, but I also know if I keep on the path I’m on right now, I’m looking at serious health complications. I had health complications last time around, but nothing involving my heart, so this is foreign territory for me. I know my heart is important, but I don’t know how much damage I’ve already done to it, and if treatment is even going to be worth it at this point. So, I really don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m stressed and scared.

#eating disorder #recovery #relapse #trigger warning #tw #tw ed #ed #ed metion #eating disorder mention

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loveinthebones · 3 years

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#Kat speaks #Ambrose speaks #TW Accident metion #TW Suicide mention #I don't even know why I am going on anymore #I mean I do but everything is so saturated with fear and anger that I am struggling #It has been a month since I took the pills #A month #And sometimes I wonder if it would have been better #Then waffling and worrying #That someone is going to leave #That someone is going to get hurt #That it is all going to fall apart #And I'll be on the streets anyway #Sometimes I wonder if I am the crazy one the one that causes all the problems then tries to solve them by being kind #I don't know what person I am #or if I am even a person anymore #I barely want to talk or eat or be awake #And then the crash #It wasn't much but everything is so crystal clear #I can hear him yelp the hit the grinding #I have said good bye so many times in my head when I look at him #Leaving death I don't know which will happen but it will #And I am exhausted #I just want to sleep #I am going to therapy and seeking treatment before anyone asks #I'm just struggling- I don't want pity I'll be okay #Like I said #I'm just tired

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candlelight-and-crystals-blog · 6 years

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Do you know of any stones that could raise my spirits while dealing with an eating disorder? Or that could encourage me to feel hunger and eat? My psychologist says I don't have anything but I haven't felt hungry in the past 20 hours or so

First off, I am not a doc, and this is spiritual advice, not a substitution for a doctor!Secondly, remember, if your psych isn’t working for you, then you need to get a second opinion, you’re never stuck with someone who isn’t working for you so don’t be afraid to communicate that and find someone who will. I would also recommend seeing a physician and talking about what you’re going through, they might have some good insight for you.

On the stone side of things: There’s a stone that’s, pretty aptly named, apatite, and I know a lot of people who use it for eating/hunger issues. I’d also recommend citrine as it’s great for stimulating your Manipura chakra which will help with hunger/balance for your stomach.

Re: raising your spirits, I struggle with an eating disorder too, and I really recommend mangano calcite, it’s a really wonderful stone for self-love and confidence and I think everyone should have a piece. :) I also find amethyst to be very soothing and I just ENJOY having it around me and it really helps me over-all, so definitely a recommendation for that too :) I hope this helps

#TW: Eating Disorder metion #Anonymous

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witching-hour · 4 years

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I’m Back, Baby [Carl Gallagher x Reader]

(A/N): season 7 spoilers! this one is shorter than what i’ve written so far, but it’s longer than a drabble. when i watched this episode, this scene was all i could think about and how if carl had a girlfriend, this is how it would play out

SUMMARY: the reader shows up at the gallagher’s home early one morning and is in store for a welcoming surprise

TW: metions of death

THE moment your dad walked into the house with the little blonde skank attached to his arm three days ago, you knew it was going to be a shitshow. The bottle blonde who’s hair was thinner than a newborn baby’s, and old enough to be your classmate, was every motherless daughter’s nightmare.

She acted as if she owned the house within the three days of living in it. She destroyed every room she entered, which left you to clean up the messes that wouldn’t clean themselves. She ate up whatever was in the cupboards and fridge. She even tried giving you orders.

You promised yourself you wouldn’t snap. And surprisingly you didn’t. Being in close quarters with your douchebag father and whorish step-mom in the making, made you wanna pull your hair out of your head. How you managed to keep your cool amazed you.

With the extended weekend from school, you were trapped in your house an extra day. Bonnie and Clyde were still asleep by the time you snuck out of the house. You climbed out your window with no problem since you lived in the bedroom on the first floor.

You quickly hurried away from the side of your house to the sidewalk before you got caught.

The walk to the Gallagher home wasn’t long, since you lived only a couple of blocks away. Your hands rested in the front pocket of Carl’s your sweatshirt (that he’d given to you the night he left for military school). You’d wear it most days when it wasn’t too hot—which it was in Chicago during the spring, but you didn’t care. This was the closest you were getting to your boyfriend since his leave for military school to become a better “man,” as he declared.

You jogged up the steps of the Gallagher house, twisting the doorknob gently to see if it was unlocked, or if you’d have to pick it with your trusty bobby pin. You knew it was early, especially for the Gallagher’s (and yourself), but there was no way you were gonna escape the madness that was your household after ten. The door was (surprisingly) unlocked. Which meant either someone broke in, or one of the Gallagher’s were up. Your money was on Ian since he liked to go for runs in the morning.

The moment you walked into the threshold, the savory scent of bacon clouded your senses. It was like you walked into heaven.

“Who woke up at this ungodly hour to actually make breakfast?” You snickered, kicking off your shoes, and sliding them next to the staircase.

“Hey (Y/N/N)!” Fiona greeted you from the kitchen table. “You’re alive!”

Kev and V let out happy cheers of surprise at your sudden and early arrival. Lip nodded his head up in greeting as he munched on the piece of toast hanging out of his mouth, and Liam waved enthusiastically as he went to town on his eggs. Ian was the only one to actually get up from his seat and meet you in the living room for one of his bear hugs.

Debbie had Franny on her hip as she stood at the little bar top dividing part of their kitchen, bouncing the baby every few moments to occupy her. “What’re you doing up so early (Y/L/N)?”

You laughed as you continued to cross the living room, Ian in toe as he had draped his arm over your shoulders. “I could ask the same Gallagher.”

You took in the scene of the kitchen and saw all the fresh ingredients to make pancakes from scratch scattered across the counter tops. You saw the plates of food on the table: bacon, eggs, pancakes, and toast.

“Carl surprised us all with breakfast.” She replied casually, turning and stealing a piece of bacon from Fiona who swatted her hand away from the plate, glaring at her redhead sister.

“Yeah, the Ghetto Ninja Warrior returned!” Kevin added with his goofy smile, which soon fell when he realized he was out of bacon, and reached over for more, but was beat by the bacon-stealing ginger mom.

Your eyes bulged out of your head at her words. Carl’s back?

Your head did a complete 180 as you stared up at the man who had yet to remove his arm. “What?! When?!”

Ian laughed as the boy himself stepped out of the downstairs half-bathroom drying off his hands on the star printed apron he had in his hands. The minute your (y/e/c) eyes met his blue ones, his face lit up at the confusion turned glee that spread across yours.

“I’m back, baby!” He announced, stretching his arms out in expectation of a hug.

You let out a small yell, running at your boyfriend, and letting him scoop you up in his arms as the bunched up apron fell to the floor. Your arms winding behind his neck, letting your hands run through the neatly slicked back mop of brown hair on his head. His own arms looped around your waist, dragging you into his chest as tight as he could, closing any proximity between you two as he had certainly missed you after being away at military school for so long. He pulled his head from your neck, sliding one of his hands up your face to cup your cheek and gave you a slow and desperate kiss.

There were various groans, obviously from Lip, Debbie, and little Liam. The both of you pulled away from the kiss in laughter before Carl suddenly picked you up and spun you around. You giggled in delight as he set you down.

Seriousness and sympathy washed over features. “I’m sorry about Monica.” You knew all about Monica Gallagher. You knew Carl didn’t care much for her considering the only memories he really had were when she was either gone or when she was at her lowest.

“It’s okay. She wasn’t much a mom anyway.”

“I know.”

Nothing else was said about the matter as the two of you joined the rest of the Gallagher’s and Kev and V at the table to dig into the breakfast Carl made. You were impressed with the quality, and voices your opinion to the others. You all poked fun at how the Carl Francis Gallagher made such a delicious meal.

It had been a long time since you’ve felt the peace and happiness as you did eating with the people you considered more of a family then your blood relations. It had been lonely without your boyfriend around, and with the rest of the Gallagher’s paving their own way with jobs and school, they haven’t been around either. But you savored the morning you had with them, and the time you had with you boyfriend before he would have to sign back up for the next semester.

SHAMELESS TAG LIST: @will-noble-owns-my-ass @lemur-femur @ineedmorefanfics

#shameless #shameless imagine #shameless one shot #carl gallagher x reader #carl gallagher #carl gallagher imagine #carl gallagher one shot #ian gallagher #fiona gallagher #veronica fisher #kevin ball #lip gallagher #debbie gallagher #franny gallagher #liam gallagher

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lokisdottirplots · 3 years

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━━ ⟢ ( ℍ𝔸𝕃𝕃𝕆𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ) 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭

A short collection of starter prompts inspired by halloween. ( tw: metion of possible murder, halloween, pranks. )

❝ do you think this is funny?! ❞

❝ why aren’t you wearing your costume? ❞

❝ we’re not doing a couple’s costume! That’s final! ❞

❝ I hate halloween. ❞

❝ you said this was a sexy hallowen kind of party! ❞

❝ yeah, sure, let’s go into this murder house on freaking halloween, because that will be SUPER fun! ❞

❝ fuck this, i’m going home. ❞

❝ tricks or treats? ❞

❝ ugh, kids are at the door. ❞

❝ don’t eat too much candy. ❞

❝ a party? can’t, I’m taking the kids to trick or treat. ❞

❝ I can’t believe I came to this stupid party and you’re not even dressed up. ❞

❝ what do you mean with you’re sk8r boy? ❞

❝ wait...why are you all dressed the same? ❞

❝ don’t you love halloween?! ❞

❝ i’m scared... ❞

❝ please, stop joking, it’s not funny...I’m starting to get creeped out! ❞

❝ is...is he breathing? ❞

❝ nice prank, guys, you can all stop playing now. ❞

❝ ok. midnight, can we start buying santa costumes? ❞

❝ oh, buddy, wrong holliday. ❞

#rp meme #ask meme #holliday meme #rp ask meme #sentence prompts #my ask meme

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theskrunkles · 4 years

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TW! metion of not eating!!!

I might take a break because:

my mental health is going downhill

I'm not eating a lot and it scares me, when I do I feel like I'm going to throw up

I still can't get over a bad break up

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kals-kill · 1 year

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So this page is basically gonna be my diary dedicated to Ana + rants, random thoughts, th1nsp0, progress pics/updates etc.

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