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#tw: hallucinations
lxrd-ren · 6 months
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Okok, newest q!BBH theory, holy shit this explains a lot
Credits to @demodraws0606 for helping me with this theory :)
So, I looked at the wiki for the soul vultures, soul heart and soul stealing potion in more detail and oh boy..
So, q!BBH has been letting himself be hurt by the soul vultures, so the soul vultures are slowly stealing his soul. Dapper was also doing this, keep this in mind. This was to get the soul hearts from the soul vultures. The soul hearts make the soul-stealing potion. The soul-stealing potion grants you the same powers as the soul vulture: soul stealing
And so, I think q!BBH has been making and consuming the soul stealing potion. Why? Because the blue on him is exactly the same shade as the soul vultures and we know it's not from the soul vultures directly / attacking him because Dapper did the same but we didn't see any blue on Dapper.
Plus, the whole blue stuff didn't appear overnight. What did appear overnight however was black patches. These black patches is likely his blood from getting harmed from the soul vultures so much. His blood slowly turned blue as he consumed more and more of the soul-stealing potion.
And we know now that he wouldn't know that it was his blood because ever since the eggs went missing he can't see in colour, he can't smell the blood nor feel the pain to know that he's actively bleeding.
And the blue blood is only one side effect of the soul-stealing potion. The infection on the side of his head that is making his eye blue is probably a side effect too.
Now, why would he be doing this? To defeat the federation ofcourse. We know Cucurucho can't be killed by normal means. However, soul-stealing isn't a normal mean. If q!BBH gains enough soul-stealing power, he could be able to steal Cucurucho's soul and essentially kill it.
It would also explain why q!BBH left that soul vulture (with the same soul-stealing powers) in Ron's cell; to test to see if the federation is effected by the soul-stealing.
Everything also lines up with q!BBH's behavior.
First, the soul vultures are stealing q!BBH's soul, leading him to quite literally lose his mind (hysteric / hallucination stream), memory loss being very frequent, etc etc.
And y'know how there's been so many deaths flags from q!BBH recently? This could be how he 'dies';
by losing his soul.
Second, him consuming the soul-stealing potion leads him to having more and more soul-stealing powers but by consuming the soul vultures souls he is becoming more and more like one as their souls replace his. Aka, the blue blood, the blue infection, the soul vulture noises we heard whilst no soul vultures were around but q!BBH was, etc etc
And to tie it all up in a neat little bow...
On the 23rd of September, q!BBH visibly became more faded, very similar to a ghost, like how his soul is fading away. And then, days later on the 1st of October, THE DAY OF THE HALLUCINATION STREAM, the fading on q!BBH was replaced by a shade of blue similar to that of the soul vultures,
JUST LIKE HOW THE SOUL VULTURES SOULS ARE REPLACING HIS SOUL
(If you've any questions about how I came to some of the conclusions you can ask or just scroll through my past posts)
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mrkida-art · 2 years
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tw// mental breakdown, hallucinations, blood, canon character death
Dwarrowtober day 29: Memory
King Thrór never recovered after losing his home for the second time in his life. Haunted by memories, he would see those who were long dead in the faces of his living kin
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Conversations I’ve had as incorrect MHA quotes part 30:
Mic:
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Shinsou at 6:16am:
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Fuyumi:
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Midnight or Jirou:
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Izuku:
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Shinsou:
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Okay,,, hear me out,,, Shouto and Natsuo:
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Kaminari:
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Shouto:
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Izuku:
Tw: mentions of hallucinations
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bunnyhuggingflower · 1 year
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/Belos x Reader One-shot/
Summary: Reader has PTSD and gets triggered so they go to Belos, searching for comfort
You were fine just moments ago. You had been going on about your daily tasks and everything was normal. And then you saw him. He who made your life a hell to live in, he who ruined every possible chance of you growing up happy and safe, he who...hurt you.
You couldn't tell if it was a flashback or a hallucination or even the real person himself but you didn't stay to find out.
Although you were one of the only people allowed in Philip's office, you still couldn't help but hesitate coming to him. Sure, you were in distress, you were probably going to breakdown at any moment now and you were afraid to no end but what were you even going to say to him?
But before you had the chance to make up your mind, the door in front of you opened. Philip or Belos as he was more known around the Isles, stopped abruptly in his steps upon seeing you in front of him. He raised an eyebrow as he stared you down.
"Were you looking for something, Y/N?"
Although his tone was calm and he seemed perfectly fine with your appearance, you couldn't help but lose your words. Who could really blame you, he was an intimidating man by nature and you were anything but stable at the moment to handle him.
Thankfully for you, however, he knew you well enough to tell when something was wrong.
"Why don't you come inside my office for a bit?" he said before placing an arm around your shoulder and leading you inside.
Once the doors were closed and the two of you were alone, he spoke:
"Now, tell me what's the matter"
You didn't speak and you couldn't, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't bring yourself to share what had happened because if you did, You knew you would cry. You couldn't let your guard down and let yourself be vulnerable, not because you did not trust him but because you couldn't trust anything else around him. Your mind against all logic had formed this delusion that if you spoke about him and what he did, he would undeniably appear.
So you hung your head down. Was it shame? Was it guilt? You didn't know.
Belos frowned. It was unlike you to be so reserved and quiet around him. You just weren't the type to fear him so much or ignore him. It concerned him.
In a rare moment of softness which he tended to show only with you, he leaned down and cupped your cheeks. His hands were rough and cold, and still, despite this, you felt the walls you had put up slowly melt away.
"Y/N, tell me what happened. I am here. I can keep you safe"
The walls broke and so did you. Your tears escaped and you burst into sobs as you covered your face. Life has never been easy on you and the reminder you saw today did not make it better so to feel this affection, so warm and safe, allowed for your vulnerable side to show.
You doubled over, shaking uncontrollably, It felt like all the emotions you had managed to suppress after that encounter had spilled all over you at once. Like a wave of emotion had crashed into you at full speed.
You felt him embrace you, hushing you quietly as he stroked your hair.
"Let it out. I am here, I will not let go. Believe me..." he reassured while holding you close.
You believed him and as you cried there, you found it was true. He held you until the only thing left from your breakdown was the occasional quiet sobs.
But after everything, you needed to know one thing. You needed reassurance to calm a thought that looped inside your mind the entire time.
"Will I get hurt again?"
His grip tightened ever so slightly before he answered your question.
"Never, my dear. I would never allow it."
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batwynn · 2 years
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When memories and mild hallucinations meet... Previous NEXT
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Schizospec culture is the shadow people's eyes burn with the light of heaven. They don't actually usually do that tho can they turn their high beams off (I am paralyzed by terror)
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imaginethezeldaverse · 7 months
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Do you think that Link ever "accidentally" ate hallucinogenic shrooms?
I mean, there is a possibility he did, at least once.
Oh jeez lol well if there’s any that grew in Hyrule, there’s a possibility he did!
I think that could go one of two ways:
He would eat them in a dish and just chill on the ground and watch the night sky and it would maybe turn some incredible colors and have some interesting patterns. So he’s just got this relaxed smile on his face cause it’s quiet, he’s had a good meal and he’s absolutely gone out of his mind for a little while just vibin’.
OR
I feel like Purah would probably find the poor guy swinging his master sword in the grassy areas outside of Lookout Landing at absolutely nothing and be like “Uhhh Linky? You okay?” And he just tells her he’s fighting an army to save the princess. But Purah can see he’s sweating profusely and the residue of the mushrooms on the corner of his mouth so she puts two and two together. So she just lets him kinda tire himself out & then when he’s laying on the ground out of breath she gives him some water and something she probably whipped up in her lab real quick to neutralize the hallucinogenic effects of the mushrooms he consumed.
…She also may have gotten a video of him just hacking away out there at the air lol
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waywardwizzard · 3 months
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The sky was grey and Mal swore it had been blue a few seconds ago.
Blood steadily dripped down his side at an alarming rate, staining the ground a greying-red, but he didn't have enough strength to try and stop the bleeding. Instead, the captain watched as colour slowly leeched out of the world, leaving everything a monochrome grey.
Mal was tired of fighting. All he's ever done was fight and he was sick of it. He deserved a break, he deserved to rest, gorram it.
Slowly, he closed his eyes against the greying sunlight -
Zoë and Wash holding each other as the ship around them blows up -
A plot of disturbed ground, the name 'Jayne' carved crudely into a stone marker -
Inara back at the Guild, smiling but never really smiling -
Kaylee working at her dad's workshop back home but looking more like a stormcloud than his little ball of sickly sweet sunshine -
Book on another ship, locking his door, gun in his belt, no Bible in sight -
Simon drugged and bound, alone in a small cell, the grey Alliance prison uniform hanging off his too thin frame -
River screaming, needles in her eyes, blood on her hands, chanting don't don't don't -
Mal screamed, the wound in his stomach burning like hellfire, the visions still flashing behind his eyelids everytime he closed his eyes.
Gorram it all.
With a pained hiss the Captain of Serenity dragged himself into a semi-conscious, semi-upright position, willing the tiredness away, a hand clamped over his wound, willing his blood to flow slower.
Damn his crew.
Malcolm Reynolds started to stumble back to his ship, his visions follow in the shadows, colour slowly seeping back into the world.
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Author's note-
Ok, I'm not gonna lie, I love this one. A lot. It's up there with a few of my other favorites.
I'm sorry if it's not as good as some of the others but I really can't write whump to save my life😅
Anyway, thanks for reading! <3
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nerdywriter36 · 3 months
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There Comes at Last an End to the Bitter Frosts, Chapter 3: Hallucinations
AO3
Chapter three of my collab with @brendadaaedestler for the E/OC flash event is now up on AO3! This is a heavy one, but still one that turned out really, really well, and we're very proud of it. This one is based off of the bingo prompt 'assassination.'
Thank you for all of the kudos and love on this AU so far, it means a lot to us!!
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apersonwholikeslotus · 3 months
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my Viking trio hc for what they were up to during the Viking age goes
Sweden
tbh was just living his best life
great trade routes
adopted one (1) Slavic child
got a Greek boyfriend
stable job??? With benefits?? In the 900s ad?? (Varangian Guard)
Norway
arguably did the most
ton of exploring
got all the way to Canada
got married (technically)
had 11 kids
while you studied the blade he ran a fishing business & a little farm in Ireland for a century
Denmark
uhhhh
not sure
was high and/or drunk the whole time
thinks he might've been in England and maybe France at some point???
did find out exactly how much henbane you have to ingest to induce hallucinations. so. there's that.
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Sometimes I have to wonder about the wheels of fate. They are turning constantly, never stopping. And yet every few of a second can feel like an eternity if you just feel "wrong". Like if you are in pain. Or if you have to hold a position in a battle. The war was between what? 1775 and 1784? That's nine years. A blink in the life of a human being today. Feeling like a century.
I look at the clock, watch the fingers creep over the clock face. Slowly, slowing down every tick, every tock, until it finally stops and seems to mock me. The book on my lap is forgotten, the letters unreadable for me right now. The headache is getting worse, the throbbing in my hand gets worse every second that's not really passing.
And yet I stare at the clock and the minutes pass, I have no idea why or how. Maybe the man in the corner knows. His red eyes stare at me, the rest is shadows.
I should go to bed, get some rest. And still I feel obligated to stare at this mysterious clock that runs but doesn't.
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lxrd-ren · 7 months
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q!Bad Insane Edit :))
Tw's in tags
Music Credit: sadgirl7913
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sunrisemcash · 9 months
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Prompt: “Please stay with me.”
TW are in tags.
"Obi-Wan..."
Anakin stood there still.
raindrops were falling on him... it was touching his eyes, and... falling down...
chilled breeze was cutting him like a knife.
"Master..."
He sat down.
falling... falling down...
Falling apart...
Ahsoka's silent, helpless tears, Obi-Wan- Obi-Wan's ruined white tabbart, his... his... cold stiff hands, his...
closed eyes...
shut mouth..
dead body...
"Anakin..." The 25-year-old Obi-Wan...
"Padawan, sit still." That 29-year-old Master...
"Calm down, breathe..."
"You need to focus, padawan."
"Don't worry, I got you."
"Anakin..."
Anakin looked up.
"Anakin...?"
Again, that voice... is Anakin going crazy?
Anakin stood up too fast and staggered on his feet.
Oh darkness, darkness is slowly coming towards him... darkness will engulf him...
"Anakin...?"
Anakin looked back.
A figure was staring at him. His auburn hair was... dirty. His, white tabbart, his grey eyes... His cologne...
Something is choking Anakin.
The figure came to him.
"O-Obi-Wan?" He finally managed to say something.
"Padawan..."
Chill ran down Anakin's spine.
"Ma-Master?"
The figure... No no, it's Obi-Wan. It's, it's Anakin's Obi-Wan... Smiled. Warmly. Just like those days.
"Happy birthday, padawan."
"I am very proud of you... Padawan."
"I will not leave you, Padawan. You're safe here."
"Master.... You came back, you-"
Anakin raised his arms and practically fell on that figure. But... Obi-Wan didn't catch him.
He fell like a rag doll.
"You left me, Anakin."
Anakin slowly got up, and again looked at Obi-Wan with desperate and teary eyes.
"Mas-Master... No, I didn't leave you.."
"You didn't save me, Anakin. You didn't do your best."
"Master.. no..."
"You... left me... to get shot, to fall on that ground... You let me fall Anakin."
Obi-Wan went near the large and open window.
"I fell, I fell Anakin. I will fall again. You won't save me. You can't. Why? Why can't you?"
Anakin didn't even try to stand up. He crawled and clutched Obi-Wan's legs, but it was... He couldn't catch it. Force, he couldn't even touch Obi-Wan's legs... like... Like it was made of air!
Still... still he tried.
"No...no... no Obi-Wan... Please don't go! Please Master..." He was sobbing, "Please... Stay with me... Please don't leave me like my mom..."
Obi-Wan didn't hear anything.
He fell.
"No... MASTER!"
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Somewhere in Coruscant's dark area, someone woke up with a gasp.
"What happened, Hardeen?"
"No, I just..."
He felt a burning sensation in his chest, in his head, right where he used to feel his bonds. Did force suppressors stop working? Probably, he needed another dose.
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Dialogue Prompt:
Tw: Strong Language
"Whumpee."
"Hmm?"
"That’s your fourth cup of coffee today."
"So?"
"You hate coffee. You mostly drink water and soda. Maybe tea when you need to get some rest or feel sick. You've always hated coffee."
"Maybe I've changed my mind."
"Since you're not gonna stop being a smartass, I'll just ask. When's the last time you slept, Whumpee?"
"Why does it matter?"
"You have eyebags darker than the coffee you're guzzling. Your hand won't stop shaking. And you keep looking past my shoulder as if there's anything there."
"OK, I haven't been getting a goodnight's rest. And you're one to talk, A."
"B's worried, C's voiced their concern to me about it, Caretaker bought melatonin for you. Hell, even D's noticed. What's wrong?"
"..."
"Is it nightmares? It's okay; anyone who had been with Whumper for even a fraction of the time you spent with them would be having them too."
"...I don't want to talk about it, A."
"I think you should talk to someone about it. Maybe it'd help-"
"I don't want to talk about it! If every single time you closed your eyes, you were back there, you wouldn't want to sleep either! If you woke every night screaming because you can't stop thinking about the literal *torture* you were put through just because some God decided you should clean up their mess, you would be staying awake no matter what too!"
"..."
"..."
"Whumpee, I'm sorry, I-"
"Don't. Just don't."
*crash*
"Shit, Whumpee!"
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papiliomame · 9 months
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Angstfest 2023: Ghosts of the Past
Finding Home by JBGilroy at fanfiction.net
Just want to share one of the first crossover fics I've read since I discovered the Phandom. I really like this Young Justice crossoverfic because it tells is own story with a hefty amount of angst instead of just retelling the Young Justice cartoon and put Danny somehow in it.
This is a story about healing and finding yourself again. The YJ Team rescued Danny from the clutches of the GIW, who experimented and tortured him. Danny experience flashbacks and starts doubting himself. The story focus solely on Danny's healing process and how he is dealing with the aftermath of his captivity.
It has the same vibe as "Everything was White" @lexosaurus but with the YJ Team as a supportsystem than his friend and family. (sorry for tagging you so much these days!)
( I hope 3 years ago still counts for the "Ghosts of the Past" prompt")
There is no tagsystem on fanfiction.net so please mind the tags I put under this post.
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mamuzzy · 6 months
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WIP game ask - because this one made me giggle:
8. is it mad to pray for better hallucinations
And I want better hallucinations, too. :D
NOPE. NO PLEASANT TRIP, YOU ONLY GET PAIN AND MISERY!!! Also it's not SW. Not even Touken Ranbu. But an even older hyperfixation, Bionicle. But I try my best to translate a snipet from it. :))) The title is a line from Alice Madness Returns btw and it fits so much for Vakama. Written in Vakama's POV. TW: Panic attack TW: Hallucination
-------------------------- It tears me apart. As if someone wants to burst my head open from the inside with vertical accuracy along my skull, so slowly but intense enough to feel the pain like my sole purpose of living is all about bearing it. Veins in my eyes pulsing, through my ears I hear the visual sensors franctic ticking, tock-tock-tock-tock-tock, faster and faster, too much, too vivid, everything is falling apart, everything is reduced to shapes, devolving to colors, screaming from the Coliseum's spectator terraces becomes an unbearable cacophony. I close my eyes. And I see time flowing away like thousand rivers of Ga-Metru. I can't see, that's what I want to say but the voices came out of my throut are just inarticulated rattles of my malfunctioning SHADOW IS COMING and breathing felt like fiery needles piercing through my lungs, melting the metal away to YOU ARE ALL GOING TO BE SLAVES some madman is screaming, why are they screaming such horrible things THE GREAT SPIRIT THE GREAT SPIRIT THE GREAT SPIRIT THE GREAT SPIRIT [ ] pleasepleasepleasestop, I don't want to see, I don't WANTOBURN [ ] screaming the name of [ ] THEHEARTTHEHEARTTHEHEARTTHEHEART --------------------------- I miss my miserable, depressed blorbo. He should be my migraine comfort character.
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