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Yandere Jin woo brainrot
TW: yandere themes, bit solo leveling spoilers, kidnapping, jerking off mention, possessiveness, muder implication, manipulation mention yall let me know for anything i missed
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Ok wanna join on the yandere potential jin woo has cuz ya'll so right and should say it full with ur chest-
I get it. Making jin woo possessive is hot and yeah! He would definitely he would be a possessive type and I can see him not even flickering a finger when it comes to kidnapping his darling. Probably the easiest kidnapping ngl feel darling would take a sole minute to realize the oh-so-late the situation they're in
or mabey there isn't a need to kidnap them cuz my guy got thousands of eyes around, its impossible to miss darling by a beat and besides feel like he's the type of yandere that doesn't affect darling's life that much other than him being a maniac simp (killing for beloved way i mean)
I can see both scenarios but....
What I don't see is for him being aggressive to darling...even when confronting them I feel like he wouldn't be angry....like if darling's crying or confused on what's happening Jin woo would certainly comfort and coo at them, I can definitely see him being outright screaming ur heart out to anyone else
Ya'll remember that jin woo became who he was for the sake of protecting his family right? That including their happiness as well. Yeah he wanna keep them forever and ever and only make darling look no one else but him-
but seeing darling sad and loosing that shine in their eyes they once had after taking them by force.....i can see that affecting him because even so the system forced him to become a lethal weapon doesn't mean that he becomes immune to sadness or hurt (ya'll remember how he cried as his dad vanished like????? OUCH???? TF??????)
Feel like he would manipulate darling into making them believe that their asshole coworker's probably just on vacation or maybe he quitted and got another job.....yeah that gotta be
pretty sure he gotta have a photo book(?) of u somewhere, most of the pics are u doing normal stuff or u just asleep drooling on a table or something lol.
Would he be like bit of a pervert too? I can defenitely see him having higher horny level, specialy after getting with his darling WITH CONSENT CUZ CONSENT'S HOT U GUYS JIN WOO STILL A GENTELMAN (even tho i can def see him jerking off with his nose on one of ur clothing pieces ANDAOOP-)
lmao like those moments where the character goes "let's fuck" with the most serious face and the other's like "HUH???like right NOW???????" JDUISFPIUAOEUGRBEPIGBARBGPB
He loves darling so much, he wants to see them smile, tease them until their face runs hot, maybe annoy them a bit and see their cute lips turn into a pout have fun and enjoy their lives together as they grow old.....
yandere shadow monarch's scary as fuck to anyone human or not, but to his family and to you he is nothing but their jin woo who worked hard af to get the power to protect those he loves
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averlym · 8 months
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miracle elixir, mortality fixer (insp)
#tw blood#context is the new 'in pursuit of a cloud' album by elliotly! the link to it is in the brackets above#my thoughts are... generally incoherent but i liked it#this entire ??art thing?? is based on vibes but specifically from 'drink up!' which is maybe? my favourite song from it. so fun#<<drink up!>> and <<when i'm immortal>> are from the same narrative in my mind what can i say!#/// ok enough rambles here's the Main Points so future me can remember what was going on visual-wise feel free to ignore#2 hearts bc two sided// affection vs murder attempt#physical heart bc even though not this song-specific the others do have the imagery of organs and stuff#+ again the innate repulsion w internal body parts vs cutesy heart imagery (on the tag) (fight!!)#+ biological immortality -> physical body#sparkly pink (unnatural) pt 1 vs reddish pink (red base =blood + white for pinks) pt 2// differences in hues#the more purple-ish pink in (1) also began from the <when i'm immortal> lyric video#// hovering ie. magic vs encased (thinking maybe about guns and murder weapons in history museums)#droplet running down side in (1)- can be potion or blood; made it red enough for either /vs/ blood stains in the case and on the tag in (2)#bottle is significantly emptier/ potion not so clearly There in (2); implying usage#frame in (2) was meant to be gold for royalty but it went to rose gold for cohesiveness#about the caption.. went to find a lyric from the song after + this fit all too well#miracle elixir is (1) and in (2) the Implications vibe in my head as a poison as something that induces death#of sorts. ie. fixes mortality#...halfway through this i was Convinced it was awful and wrote out a whole complaint letter to myself. and then in the midst of listing#the parts i didn't like. i understood what was the main issue. and that made it fixable asdfghjkl it's a very strange way to not give up
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bones-of-a-rabbit · 1 year
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What if I told u,,,,, a RepairBot-Reader comic-tidbit was in the works,,,,
(WiPs!)
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Featuring! A small and sweet moment for ReaderBot making a new friend <3
(don’t worry, there’s some nice angst in there, too)
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What do you see, ReaderBot ?
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madmanwonder · 3 months
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Jin was walking back home, when he opened he find Xiaoyu preparing food for him and holding a bloodied knife.
Jin: Xiaoyu…
Xiaoyu: Yes Jin?
Jin: Whose blood is that on the knife?
Xiaoyu: It chicken blood.
Jin: Chicken blood.
Xiaoyu: Yep. Chicken blood and not some random floozies blood.
Jin:
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Robot girl doomed by the narrative
Another version (unfinished)
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and-stir-the-stars · 10 months
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uuu aaaaaaAA
for question: what would the immediate aftermath of the bite be like? like generally in most aus where the bite incident happens-
(also just got on and new au?? you spoil me eheh)
long answer under the cut
I’m assuming you’re talking about My Brother My Wound, since this ask came in with all the other MBMW ones? If so, it’s funny that you’d call the au new; it’s actually my oldest au, I just haven’t talked about it on tumblr much for some reason
I hadn’t put much thought into what the immediate aftermath (as in, before Evan wakes up) would be, so thanks for the excuse to develop it more :) 
First, let me explain how the Bite goes down in the au: Gregory is late to Evan’s birthday party because he wanted to put finishing touches on Evan’s gift; he wanted the present to be extra perfect and special since Ev had to have his party somewhere that scares him. Liz is off with her friends somewhere off-screen, wanting to avoid Mike’s tormenting of Evan as much as possible so she can pretend she’s just hanging out with her friends having fun. Liz hears Evan crying as Mike drags him away, and as Gregory rushes forward in a (fruitless) attempt to save him, Elizabeth (not seeing what is happening) wishes both of her brothers would just disappear so they won’t embarrass her or remind her of how broken things are in their family anymore. Then, chomp. In the panic and confusion as William and Mike rush Evan to the hospital, Liz gets left behind at Fredbear’s. I might change this but I’m currently thinking that Freddy realizes she got left behind, and takes her with the rest of his family as they follow Evan to the hospital. 
So, immediate aftermath would go smth like this. 
Mike gets taken away from the Afton house for about a month while Evan is in his coma. You can probably come up with some kind of believable reason for why the authorities do this, but I’m just gonna come out and admit that it’s purely for plot reasons. Because with Michael gone, Liz is left alone in the Afton household for that month, alone with William and with the crushing guilt that both of her brothers are gone after she specifically wished that they would disappear. I shudder to think of her there alone, but Elizabeth just tries to duck her head and stay out of William’s radar, and William is busy dealing with fall out from the Bite on top of his normal workload. Even so, though, sometimes Liz can’t quite help but look to him for comfort. She asks him if Evan will be okay. She asks where Mike is. She asks if William is doing okay. She asks if they’ll all be okay, in the end. She mostly just gets clipped, insensitive answers (“Evan is a braindead vegetable who in all likelihood won’t be alive in a week” “Michael is out being an embarrassment, there’ll be hell to pay when he gets back” “don’t ask stupid questions, Elizabeth. Put it out of your mind and do not speak of it, not to me or, god forbid, anyone else.”). Liz has to go to her school “friends” for the comfort she isn’t getting at home, but unsurprisingly, her toxic friends don’t provide her with much comfort, either. Maybe teachers find her to be more clingy and desperate for approval than normal in this time period. 
Liz has pretty conflicting emotions when Mike finally gets dropped back off at home from whatever foster home or psych eval or juvie facility he was in. On one hand, her brother’s back; she’s not to blame for him being gone anymore. On the other hand, she listened to William go on a lot of rants where he called Mike and the place Mike was at all kinds of bad words, and in his anger, he made it seem like it was Mike’s fault that Mike left, like it was some kind of choice Mike had made to leave them and go be “a humiliation”. So, Liz holds some resentment toward Mike because William and his rants. And, Liz blames Mike for Evan being in a coma. She wouldn’t have lost both of her brothers like that if Mike wasn’t so stupid (it totally doesn’t have anything to do with Liz finding it easier to blame Mike than to blame herself for wishing them gone so much, it wasn’t her fault, it WASN’T, of course not)
Liz sort of wobbles back and forth between demanding (not asking) affection from Mike to make up for the time he was gone and pushing him away for what he did. Maybe it’s not until the “i think we’re both broken” conversation in BCOH that Liz fully forgives him, because she can finally admit to herself that she’s as broken as he is and has done stuff as awful as Mike himself has done, too. Before then, she tried shrugging the blame off on Mike a lot. 
Mike lashes out sometimes when the stress, guilt, and abuse get to be too much, but only when he completely loses control; when he has an ounce of self-control left in him, he’s too scared of hurting Elizabeth like he did Evan for that, and too certain that he deserves everything that’s happening to him. Mike doesn’t fight when Liz and William say awful things about him. He  said “I didn’t mean for that to happen” so many times during the month he was gone, when people were poking and prodding at him trying to figure out what happened at Evan’s party and if it’s safe for Mike to be around other kids, that the words have lost all meaning– and Mike has already learned from that month that it doesn’t matter how many times he says it, because no one will believe him. 
Despite how William is, I don’t think William would be physically violent with Mike when Mike gets returned. Not at first, at least. Because the thing is, as annoyed as William is with Mike for tarnishing the family name by forever associating the name “afton” with “tragedy of the Bite of ‘83” and by making it seem like William can’t take care of (re: control) his own kids, that’s not what REALLY makes William angry. What really makes him angry is that Mike showed signs that he was just like William (an angry killer), and yet, William can’t experiment on his son to see if it’s true/make Mike more like him because the authorities took away his property. When Mike is given back, William goes into overdrive with his experimenting and observations, trying to make up for lost time. What these experiments are, I dunno; let me know if you guys have any ideas. But as the experiments go on, William realizes that Mike isn’t all that like him; Mike killed (almost), but he didn’t enjoy it. It’s not until a month or two later when William can no longer deny that Mike didn’t enjoy it that he starts getting really bad with Mike, because “His youngest getting so severely hurt had been bad enough. At least if Michael had begun showing signs since then that he was similar to his father in more than just appearance, the incident would have meant something– would have given some kind of result. As it was, William had merely gotten from it one damaged son and an unending stream of problems” (Collection, ch 6). 
I’ve also been thinking about it, and like.., wouldn’t it be awful if during the time Ev was in a coma, William actually wanted to pull the plug on Evan’s life support, but the only thing that kept him from doing so was his own pride? If once the novelty of his genuine concern over Evan faded, he didn’t really care whether Evan lived or died anymore, and the only thing keeping him from pulling the plug was his fierce determination that he does NOT want the death of a child to permanently tarnish his life work (the PUBLIC death of a child, at least)? 
I can see it working two ways: 1) William sees Evan as “damaged” goods and genuinely doesn’t care whether he lives or dies, maybe even would prefer it if Evan died bc his son being dead is better than Evan being braindead or even waking up and being just as cognitively impaired as the doctors warn him Evan will be if he ever wakes, or. 2) William still sees Evan as “damaged goods,” which is why it unnerves him that he still seems to care whether his son survives; William doesn’t like how unpredictable and nonsensical this feeling (caring for Evan) is, doesn’t like how weak it makes him feel, so he wants to get rid of Evan (and his confusing feelings) entirely by pulling the plug. Either way, once Evan finally wakes up and starts getting better, William’s attachment/feelings/concern fades away once Evan isn’t in the danger zone anymore and William is certain he’s going to survive now. 
 Honestly, Evan is lucky that it was a Fredbear location where Mike hurt him so badly, because if William’s company wasn’t on the line, William probably would have pulled the plug. I wonder if Liz, Mike, and the Fazbears ever find out that William genuinely considered it…
As for the Fazbears, there is just. So much therapy. Ness and Greg and Freddy canonically regularly attend therapy in the au, and the three of them get sooo much more therapy post-Bite to help them all cope. My thoughts on their reactions are less developed, though. Gregory’s grades slip. Ness and Greg both start lashing out more to deal with stress (tho they ofc, like. Actually apologize and work through their feelings afterward, unlike Mike). Freddy tries not to let it get the best of him, but… he’s angry, too. 
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veronicalodgeswitch · 1 month
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private | hiram & veronica
Daddy. He broke Archer's arm. His pathetic excuse for a father broke his arm. Not recently - a couple years ago, but still. He's a violent threat who contributes nothing to society and I want him eliminated. If that's not possible, then at least, I want him blackmailed and scared shitless into never daring to make any contact with Archer again. Tell me we can make this happen, and then tell me what you need from me if anything. @mayorlodge
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aresenics · 11 months
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 have  you  seen  VERO  DE  LA  ROSA   ?   we’ve  heard  through  the  grapevine  that  they’re  ADROIT  but  also  DECEIVING.  when  you  think  of  them,  you  think  of  short  fingernails  and  bloodied  palms  from  taut  rope,  the  intricate  lines  of  old  weapons  you  see  mounted  on  museum  walls,  and  looking  up  from  deep  underwater  as  sunlight  shines  through.
THE  SECOND  KING  OF  SICILY  .
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mentions  cw:  drowning  ,  homicide  ,  violence  .
*̲    ⋅   𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒔  :
FULL  NAME:  vero   rafael   de   la   rosa   .
PRONUNCIATION:  “  veh  -  rro  ,  ”  an  audio  example  can  be  found  here  (  the  italian  version  /  1st  example  )   !
NICKNAME(S):  ve  /  v  ,  rafa  (   by  youngest  sibling   )  .
AGE:  forty  -  five  .
GENDER  IDENTITY:  cisman  .
PRONOUNS: he  /   him   /   his   .
ORIENTATION:  biromantic  &  bisexual  .
LANGUAGE(S)  SPOKEN:  spanish  (   primary   )  ,  italian  (   secondary   )  ,  english  (  conversational   )  &  french  (   literary,  conversational   )  . 
ACCENT:  diego’s  irl   ! 
PARALLEL(S):  to  be  announced  .
*̲    ⋅   𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅    𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌   :
BIRTH  PARENTS:  status   —   deceased  (   killed  in  battle  against  vero   )  .
SIBLINGS:   status   —   alive  ,  two  older  &  one  younger  .  
MARITAL  RELATION:  status   —   married  to  the  king  of  sicily  .  
CHILDREN:  status   —   alive  ,  three  (   two  adoptive  &  one  biological   )  .
OTHER  RELATIVES:  father  in  law  (  deceased  )  &   two  sibling  in  -  laws  (  alive  )  .
*̲    ⋅   𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆  :
FACE  CLAIM:  diego  luna  .
HAIR  COLOUR:  waves  of  black  that  reach  the  nape  of  his  neck,  usually  smooth  &  soft  but  unruly  .
EYE  COLOUR: dark  brown  .
HEIGHT:  five  feet  eleven  inches  .
BODY MARKINGS:  a  scar  across  his  left  eyebrow,  indentations  across  his  knuckles,  another  at  his  right  thigh  .  one  tattoo  behind  his  right  ear  in  honor  of  his  youngest  sibling  &  another  located  at  the  space  where  his  stomach  ends  and  thigh  begins  .  vero  has  a  couple  of  helix  piercings  +  cuffs  along  the  top  &  center  portion  of  his  left  ear  .  
*̲    ⋅   𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓    𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆  :
the  enigma  -  inexplicable to an observer, such as the means by which something is effected, the motive for a course of conduct, the cause of a phenomenon, etc.
*̲    ⋅   𝒕𝒉𝒆   𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒕   𝒐𝒇    𝒊𝒕   :
vero  was  only  seven  when  he  was  made  to  take  after  the  selachians  of  the  sea:  swashbuckling  thieves  that  cared  none  as  to  whether  they  sailed  north  or  east,  nor  south  or  west;  wherever  their  compass  carried  them,  there  were  surely  fortunes  to  be  found  and  if  there  weren’t,  the  people  they  had  captured  were  useful  enough.  he  had  been  thrown  into  deep,  creature  infested  waters  in  traditional  test  to  see  if  he  could  manage  on  his  own.  he’d  gasp  and  sputter  the  salts  of  the  sea,  thin  legs  flailing  and  unruly  hair  plastered  against  his  forehead  as  he  tried  his  best  to  appease  the  ones  who’d  done  it  without  mercy  -  his  parents.  his  eldest  siblings  would  turn  their  chin  down,  eyes  narrowed  with  half  expectancy  and  half  anticipating  failure.  the  littlest  would  cry  out  for  someone  to  help  him,  only  to  be  answered  with  a  shove  to  quiet  down.  no  one  will  be  there  to  help.  he  had  to  learn.  they’d  leave  him  to  his  devices  after  a  moment  of  panicked  splashing,  getting  absolutely  nowhere,  not  daring  to  move  in  fear  that  any  lingering  animal  would  grab  at  his  legs  like  wounded  prey.  the  piercing  cold  didn’t  help  stir  numbing  limbs  either.  they  would  turn  away  from  the  edge  of  the  ship  and  continue  on  with  their  duties,  worrying  none  for  the  son  that  stood  overboard.  vero  had  set  it  in  his  mind  then.  the  sea  was  his  and  his  alone. 
as  vero  grew  from  child  to  man,  he  vowed  to  use  what  had  been  gained  from  silent  observance  and  cunning  trickery  to  master  quick  hands,  as  clever  and  smooth  as  the  seafolk  that  forged  him.  it  would  all  lead  to  their  greatest  downfall.  the  frailest  of  their  children  had  become  the  very  rival  that  would  overturn  their  power,  seizing  their  ship  and  claiming  the  crew  that  once  spat  at  his  feet  (  sparing  the  youngest  and  gravely  injuring  the  two  eldest  ).  wielding  many  a  sharp  weapon  and  swiping   purses  from  the  belts  of  those  who  bragged  about  never  having  been  fooled.  a  siren  who  used  a  gentle,  pretty  face  to  best  the  burliest  of  men  and  most  brilliant  of  women.  the  peak  of  piracy,  taking  what  was  his  and  slaughtering  the  name  of  anyone  who  dared  to  avenge  stolen  riches.  his  greed  and  deception  led  him  be  known  among  the  reefs  and  eventually,  the  shore.  a  slip  of  paper  would  roll  upon  his  desk  on  a  stormy  night,  carved  in  red  ink  and  sealed  shut  with  the  thickest  of  wax.  therein  read  an  offer;  a  deal.  become  one  with  the  land,  labor  for  me  and  dig  into  the  secrets  of  the  elite.  find  your  way  into  the  royal  family  and  we  will  both  find  what  we  are  looking  for.  i,  the  throne.  and  you,  everything  you’ve  ever  wished.
and  so  it  was  agreed.  vero  would  band  with  two  other  men,  all  skilled  in  their  own  proclivities  and  creating  a  pact  that  they  would  do  anything,  spout  any  fable  and  fool  anyone  if  it  meant  worming  their  way  into  the  circle  of  the  french  nobility.  vero’s  chance  would  present  itself  at  the  stories  of  an  upcoming  rebellion,  watching  as  the  new  generation  tore  down  conquistadors  and  any  tyrannical  group  that  took  down  innocent  ships.  he  saw  an  opportunity  to  attack  one  night  when  they’d  been  recuperating  from  a  battle  fought  the  evening  of;  replenishing  what  was  left  of  their  stock  and  patching  up  any  flaws  to  their  ship.  he  used  the  cover  of  night  to  dismantle  their  crew,  nearly  taking  more  wins  than  losses  of  men.  however,  despite. their  exhaustion,  vero’s  crew  was  bested  and  at  once,  they  were  all  caught.  they’d  been  brought  to  their  knees  with  sweaty  locks  gripped  between  the  fingers  of  a  scowling  seafarer.  the  sharp  end  of  a  sword  met  at  vero’s  throat,  belonging  to  a  young  man  of  sunkissed  cheeks  and  windswept  curls.  the  conniving  siren  would  stare  up  at  him,  eyes  pools  of  black.  of  wonder.  there  was  his  way  in.
 with  the  intention  to  have  vero  properly  dealt  with  by  his  father,  diego  had   intended  to  set  sail  to  sicily.  home.  however,  being  that  there  were  a  sudden  lack  of  hands  to  aid  in  the  repair  and  journey  back,  vero  was  forced  to  serve  every  need  of  the  crew;  a  form  of  punishment  until  his  final  sentencing. 
 through  tsunamic  waves  that  threatened  to  set  the  ship  off  course  they’d  sail  as  one,  earning  an  array  of  permanent  scarring  and  grunts  of  brute  strength  to  hold  the  boat  in  place.  shallow  currents  provided  the  perfect  excuse  to  dock  and  venture  out  onto  unfamiliar  islands,  diego  stopping  to  show  vero  the  joy,  trust,  and  community  that  he  and  his  father  had  guided  and  fostered  among  the  sicilian  people.  by  the  time  they  returned  home,  vero  had  captured  his  heart.  the  most  perfect  plan.  a  success.  diego  declared  the  desire  to  commit  them  for  eternity  and  despite  his  father’s  suspicions  about  vero’s  intentions,  he  gave  them  his  blessing  and  they  married  not  long  after. 
a  domino  effect  of  life.  first   the  passing  of  his  father  in  law,  then  diego’s   coronation  as  sicily’s  new  monarch.  they’d  adopt  children  together,  even  having  their  biological  child  via  a  surrogate.  it  all  came   far  too  fast  for  him  to  catch  breath.  he’d  never  seen  himself  as  a  father.  as  a  husband.  never  even  saw  himself  getting  this  far  (  a  reoccuring  jest  among  his  crew  that  he  wouldn’t  live  past  40  ).  and  yet  here  he  stood.  and  he’s  … .  happy  ?
every  time  that  he  looks  at  his  husband  he  cannot  get  enough.  as  if  seeing  him  for  the  first  time  all  over  again.  everytime  his  children  pass  by  his  heart  swells  and  he’s  not  sure  if  it’s  healthy  for  it  to  grow  that  much  in  size.  the  men  who’d  made  the  pact  have  grown  weary  of  his  idleness,  hunting  him  down  and  finding  the  perfect  moment  to  ambush  him;  threatening  to  bring  harm  if  he  doesn’t  deliver  his  promise.  a  fool  -  proof  plan  foiled  by  the  surge  of  warmth  that  had  been  shown  to  a  once  savage  beast.  but,  he  is  in  love.  with  all  of  it.  a  sea  creature  with  claws  for  hands,  gripping  onto  life  with  a  wild  thirst. every  waking  moment  that  he  is  with  family  he  is  consumed  by  guilt,  knowing  that  he  is  far  too  gone.  the  choice  is  yet  to  be  made:  fight  alone  with  the  risk  of  death,  unable  to  tell  his  kin  as  to  why  … . . or  bear  the  truth  and  reap  the  consequences. 
*̲    ⋅   𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅   𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔   :
to  be  announced  .  <3
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I think this is a revolutionary therapeutic technique that we’ve developed here. I mean, this kind of counseling ain’t cheap. All right. Give me a quarter’s worth. A quarter’s worth? [...] For a quarter’s worth, my advice is you should jump. Well, what did you want for a quarter?
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isegmenti · 8 months
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Oops! Looks like Bambino broke his newest toy.
He doesn't seem at all upset though.
Now he's gotta clean up the mess he made.
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capricornsicle · 1 year
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something something the villain of the season (the one about how fear can give way to extremism if you're not careful and how easy it is for many, many people to become radicalized by one person's radical hate and how genocide is a bad thing actually regardless of whether individuals of the targeted group have themselves done terrible things) being a black woman who survived an incident of indiscriminate mass murder is perhaps. not the best idea considering the themes involved
#teen wolf#tamora monroe#hollywood racism#if I could change one thing about this season it would be to cast anyone else in the role of monroe OR to not make her like that#if you want a woc who gets involved in a radical hate group yeah that can happen but not like that#it's a very tone deaf season overall which reminds me of the line from douglas in 6a where he says scott would be a good nazi youth#when a minority joins a hate group it is to double down on hating who they are because they're afraid of what it means to accept it#i.e. mixed kids being super racist because they are led to believe their non-white heritage is bad and they should try to be whiter#monroe doesn't have that. she has no connection to the supernatural. she is just afraid of the other which she refuses to understand#which would be actually interesting if monroe was a white woman who thinks she's immune to radical hate and extremism#but as a black woman who's a victim of circumstance in a random act of mass murder just for the sake of killing people#that doesn't radicalize you against where that person is from. that radicalizes you against murder.#the setup of her story is that she is essentially the survivor of a hate crime or random killing spree. which is so very relevant#that's not how it explicitly happens on the show but that is the metaphor they walked into with that one#you can't have themes where it's convenient and ignore the other implications and connotations of the rest of your work#and the implication is that they used a black woman as a primary villain (and unredeemable which is interesting bc peter exists)#as the face of the radical hate/genocide group which targets a group of mostly children simply because someone like them was bad#they're using a woc in the role of the aggressor who hates all poc because of one person from one group who did something bad#diversity win the woman of color is racist. the word of the day is 'tone deaf'#tw writers/casting department be like I don't see race and then is racist in a new and unique way
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we lost our only safe space
that administrative figure I mentioned earlier?
she did this to us. she's trying to take my darling away. I have to find a solution. I have to fix this.
Because otherwise she has to go.
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hjxzia · 1 year
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hunting grounds//hyemi and zia
@hjxhyemi
"I'm not sure I would be the best for a band," Zia said. "After all, you know my anonymity is part of my fun." There was something about being perceived as so innocent, then squashing it wholly. It gave her a weird sort of thrill.
She was cleaning her hands. They had just been talons a moment ago and, unfortunately, they still had something stuck in them. "And I just got a manicure too. A little treat, you know?" She didn't know why she bothered. Her hands always got dirty. "Besides, I don't usually sing." She was mostly known for her whistling. Though, she could sing. In fact, it was a rare treat for those who had a chance to hear her. "Though, if you can guarantee me some merfolk... well, then maybe I'd give it a try." Humans would die eventually, anyways. She could always go back to anonymity in a few decades.
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canineborderline · 1 year
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I DON’T TRUST YOU
NOT TO TEAR THE FLESH FROM MY OLD ACHING BONES
BECAUSE I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT TEARING THE MEAT FROM YOURS
I AM HUNGRY FOR THAT FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY
I HAD SO LONG AGO
THE THOUGHT MAKES ME SICK TO MY STOMACH
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pixieacoco · 1 year
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@electrivolt​ asked: ❛  oh ,   it’s  a  little  bit  of  blood .   ❜ What We Do In The Shadows Starters // Accepting
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“Don’t worry! It’s not mine!” As though that makes her hands being covered in blood any more comforting. She cursed her luck for being caught by someone with evidence still on the palms of her hands from her last job. She should have cleaned her hands up sooner but she hadn’t had a good place nor any time to do so. She’d stuck to the alleys in hopes to avoid prying eyes. But just her kind of luck she’d run into a stranger back here. Luckily she had a cover story already set up. “I found a poor little Rattata all beaten up and took it to the Pokemon Center. Poor thing was like all kinds of bloody!”
Not a full lie. Right after her mission she had found a Rattata that looked like it’d found itself on the wrong side of a Meowth’s claws and had taken it to the Pokemon Center. A risk to be sure, she easily could have run into a Jenny there or could raised the suspicion of a Joy. But the thing was still alive and bleeding out. She couldn’t just walk away no matter how heartless she claimed herself to be. Besides it made a good excuse for why her palms were covered in blood and gave her a passing alibi. If anyone asked the Joy’s they could vouch for her. “I didn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea so like I was trying to hide back here on my way home. You wouldn’t happen to know where like a faucet or something I could wash my hands off is at would you?”
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pctaldrunk · 2 years
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...everybody wants to rule the world .   //  @dreams-of-fate
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