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
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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miracle elixir, mortality fixer (insp)
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What if I told u,,,,, a RepairBot-Reader comic-tidbit was in the works,,,,
(WiPs!)
Featuring! A small and sweet moment for ReaderBot making a new friend <3
(don’t worry, there’s some nice angst in there, too)
: )
What do you see, ReaderBot ?
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type prompt
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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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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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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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 .
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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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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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
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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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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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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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@electrivolt asked: ❛ oh , it’s a little bit of blood . ❜
What We Do In The Shadows Starters // Accepting
“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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