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[liquidstar]

look this site really is awful for ppl with OCD so i just wanna reassure anyone that you are not Tainted Forever for consuming a piece of media with questionable content. the fact that youre able to recognize it speaks to your critical thinking skills, which is good, certain depictions should be critiqued. but you dont need to ruminate on it to the point where you begin to feel guilty for simply witnessing gross or creepy writing choices. you dont have to vindicate yourself to the fictional tumblr discourser inside your head, saying that youre now a bad person bc you watched the wrong anime. your actual response to it still matters of course, but thats that and this is this. just seeing it is neutral, you didnt commit a thought crime. its literally fine.

IF YOU ARE USING THIS POST TO ONLY FURTHER YOUR STUPID PEDANTIC BLACK-AND-WHITE DISCOURSE TO GET A "GOCHA" OVER THE OTHER SIDE YOU ARE THE PROBLEM. DON'T USE OUR DISORDER TO VINDICATE YOUR BEHAVIOR. THOUGHT CRIMES ARENT REAL BUT ACTIONS STILL MATTER. PEOPLE WITH OCD ARE CAPABLE OF THINKING CRITICALLY ABOUT OUR ACTIONS AND RESPONSES, EVEN WITH INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS AND RUMINATIONS. TREATING US AS IF WE CANNOT, ONLY TO FORCE US TO USE YOUR STRINGENT UNNUANCED DISCOURSE OPINIONS ABOUT "PURITY CULTURE" (TRIGGERING TO THOSE WITH OCD) AS THE ONLY REASONABLE GUIDE DOES MORE TO EXACERBATE OUR OBSESSIONS THAN HELP US. YOU ARE THE ISSUE AS WELL. YOU ARE ALSO THE TUMBLR DISCOURSER INSIDE OUR HEADS. DO NOT USE US FOR YOUR DISCOURSE. WE ARE PEOPLE, NOT HYPOTHETICALS TO USE TO EXPLAIN IF YOUR FROZEN INCEST FANFICTION IS OKAY OR NOT. TREATING US AS IF WE CANNOT AUTONOMOUSLY HAVE OUR OWN OPINIONS ON WHEN MEDIA IS TANGIBLY HARMFUL IS ABLEIST. FORCING US TO ABIDE BY YOUR IN-GROUP'S SET OF UNEQUIVOCAL MORALS IS ABLEIST. ACTING AS THOUGH THE ONLY SOLUTION FOR US IS MINDLESS MEDIA CONSUMPTION IN WHICH "EVERY DEPICTION OF XYZ, NO MATTER HOW POORLY DONE OR EXPLOITATIVE, IS ALWAYS OKAY AND IF YOU DISAGREE YOURE ACTUALLY AN EVIL 'ANTI'" IS ABLEIST. THOSE ARE THE SAME BLACK-AND-WHITE MORALS THAT SEND US INTO OBSESSIVE SPIKES, BUT FLIPPED. A SET OF MORALS IN WHICH QUESTIONING THE IMPACT OF A PIECE OF WORK MAKES YOU AN "EVIL CONSERVATIVE PURITAN "ANTI"" DOES NOT HELP MORAL OCD.

YOU ARE THE DAMN TUMBLR DISCOUERSERS MAKING THIS SHIT WORSE FOR US! YOURE THE EXACT SAME BUT WITH FLIPPED BUZZWORDS! YOU'RE MISSING THE WHOLE DAMN POINT!

[bigcatbulges]

Source - Ruslorc

(Artist's SFW Twitter)

[rotten7rat]

Can someone clear this up for me coz I'm a little lost?

Whenever I see people mention Tim's parents they say that they were good parents and if you say they were abusive or even just bad then its fanon and you've obviously never read a comic.

But from what I have read of Tim's Robin comics, they were bad parents...

They were both super neglectful, often going on long trips and leaving Tim behind with a nannie I presume. The only thought Janet seemed to spare a thought for Tim was when she was about to die she went "I wish we spent more time with our son".

Jack seemed to only want anything to do with Tim when he felt guilty for neglecting him and wanted to alleviate that guilt. He constantly flips between wanting to be involved with Tim, to taking his anger out on him, to completely ignoring him again. Tim seems to have more of a relationship with his stepmother Dana half the time.

I'm not saying they physically abused him, but neglect is still a form of abuse, and even if it wasn't as severe as I recall, Jack's constant interest and then complete lack of interest had to make things difficult. And I know that Tim being Robin wasn't helping with his relationship with his father. As far as I can tell, Jack stopping Tim from being Robin was the best thing he did for his son, and the most involved in his life he's ever been.

I'm not saying that Jack and Janet were monsters, but I always see people saying if you say that his parents were bad - or even just less than great - to him then you're crazy. Genuinely, am I missing something?

[hischierschain]

this is actually so insanely me coded

[freezingmcxn]

hii moon i love your writing and au!! it’s so creative and i love the realism in it

how would some of the characters in your fic/au react to children in the forest? like one that was lost or hurt?

Toby,Jack And Natalie Reacting To A Child In The Forests (CRP AU)

Hello, I apologise for taking so long to answer this! I made these quite long, hopefully it makes up for the late response 😭

TOBIAS ROGERS (ticci toby)

Toby stands frozen, unsure of what to do, watching the child’s wide eyed gaze fixed on him.

He tries to uproot memories of his older sister, hoping for guidance, but they remain frustratingly out of reach, blurred by time. He bites his lip, lost in thought, until the sudden rustle of leaves in a nearby tree pulls him back to reality.

Instinctively, he places a hand on the child’s shoulder and steers them away from the sound, his movements tense but careful.

The walk back to town stretches in silence, the only interruptions coming from the child’s occasional whimpers of exhaustion. Each time, Toby halts, waiting until the little one seems able to continue. He himself has to pause at times due to his tics leaving him unable to move on til they’ve had their time, in tun, the child waits for him like he did for them.

Normally, he wouldn’t dare step foot in a town during daylight—it wasn’t worth the risk.

But today, getting the kid to safety outweighs his caution.

Besides, this town is rarely crowded.

He pulls up his hood, blending into the sparse streets, his heart pounding as they pass the occasional stranger. Every glance feels like a major threat, one that says “I know what you do,” but he keeps his eyes down.

That weight of dread sinks in his gut with every step, but he pushes it aside, determined to see this through.

When they finally reach the road across from police station, he crouches beside the child, pointing toward the building.

"Go inside and tell them you’re lost, alright?" His voice is soft but firm.

He waits for the child’s nod, then watches as they stumble hesitantly toward the station doors, looking back every few steps before finally disappearing inside the station. Once the child is safely inside and out of sight, Toby turns on his heel, shoving his hands into his pockets as he retreats into the forest, disappearing once again into the shadows of his world and mind.

JACK NYRAS (eyeless Jack)

(Disclaimer- my version of jack has a somewhat functional eye, he can see!)

Jack senses a small figure trailing behind him, the soft snap of twigs and crunch of leaves giving the child away.

He turns slightly, catching a glimpse of the dirt-streaked kid, their hair tangled with bits of greenery. He sighs, slowing his pace until the child falls in step beside him. Glancing upward, Jack notes the stars dotting the sky before turning his attention back to the little one, who stumbles now and then, tripping over tree roots but never making a sound.

After a few more steps, Jack stops. The child halts, looking up at him with tired eyes.

Without a word, Jack crouches and gestures for the kid to climb onto his shoulders. Once the child is secure, Jack stands, resuming his steady pace.

The child grips his head a little too tightly, but Jack doesn't mind.

He ducks beneath low-hanging branches, careful not to disturb the friend he has perched on him.

They soon approach an open campsite, the only one of its kind in these woods. Most have been closed for the year, ever since the disappearances began.

As he nears the tree line, Jack spots a frantic woman, her voice trembling as she speaks into a phone, likely to a 911 operator. A man, who Jack assumes is her husband, stands beside her, gripping her shoulders as she desperately scans the area, shouting a name.

“Mom,” the child whispers, tapping Jack’s head softly.

Jack bends, lowering the child to the ground.

He watches silently as the kid takes off running toward the couple. The woman’s wide eyed shock quickly gives way to overwhelming relief. Jack stands back, observing from the shadows as the mother sweeps her child into her arms, her frantic sobs filling the night air. The man joins them, holding them both tightly.

For a brief moment, Jack feels a smile tug at the corner of his lips, but he quickly shakes it off. He watches the family from the darkness, their voices fading as they retreat to their normal lives, lives untouched by the kind of loneliness that clings to him.

But Jack knows he can’t have that..not anymore.

He pulls his hood lower, turning his back on the light of the campsite.

Hunger gnaws at him, but it’s not food that will fill the emptiness.

That hunger is for connection, for belonging, for a chance to feel human again. Yet every step he takes back into the forest reminds him how far he is from that.

NATALIE OUELETTE (Clockwork)

(I want to give you a heads-up—this scene is a bit unsettling, but it’s actually important for understanding Natalie’s character. She has a deep resentment towards society and struggles with mental health and moral dilemmas. I haven’t fully explored her depth yet, but her backstory involves childhood abuse, and encountering this child stirs painful memories, which explains her intense reaction.)

(Don’t worry though, the child isn’t harmed, no one gets hurt by Natalie, and no mention of specific abuse is mentioned, only hinted by the words “dirty”. Natalie is very important to me, so please try see her with depth and understanding)

Natalie’s head snaps up at the sound of crying..it’s high-pitched, and filled with fear. It pierces through her like a blade. Pushing through the dense trees, she emerges into a small clearing, her eyes locking onto a child sitting alone, clutching a bloodied knee.

She freezes, her breath catching in her throat as she watches from behind a tree. The cries grow louder, each sob echoing in her head, reverberating like thunder, overwhelming her senses.

Loud. Too loud. Stop.

The noise clawing at her mind until, without warning, her voice erupts.

"Stop it!" she shouts, startling herself as much as the child. The child’s head jerks toward her, wide-eyed and trembling.

Natalie is no longer hidden, exposed and vulnerable, just like the small figure before her.

A sickening wave of nausea hits her as she takes in the sight. The child’s tear-filled eyes, the innocence radiating off them—an innocence she lost long ago. It churns her stomach, twisting with memories too painful to confront. She can feel the bile rising, memories rushing up with it, but she forces it down, her throat tight.

The child’s lip quivers, blood trickling from their knee, smearing across their small hands. The sight of the crimson should thrill her, she normally revels in the mess—the chaos.

But now, it only fills her with revulsion and pity, something she hates feeling of, something that reminds her of how she pitied herself when nobody else would.

She stumbles backwards, her thoughts spiraling, the air thick with the weight of her past.

Then, she hears a gruff voice calling out a name. The child turns toward the sound, a small cry escaping their lips as they spot their father rushing into the clearing. Relief floods their face as the man drops to his knees, scooping the child into his arms, soothing them with gentle words. His hands cup the small injury, eyes full of concern.

Natalie doesn’t stay to watch.

She turns and pushes her way back through the trees, heart pounding in her chest. She doesn’t stop until she reaches the lake, where the cold water laps at the muddy shoreline.

Desperation surges through her as she strips off her clothes, discarding them carelessly onto the wet ground. She steps into the water, her teeth chattering as the icy cold wraps around her skin.

Dirty, dirty, dirty.

The thought echoes relentlessly in her mind. The memories cling to her, suffocating, the child’s innocent eyes, the blood on their hands—everything she can’t stand to face. She wades deeper into the lake, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

She needs to cleanse herself, to scrub away the filth of the past, the filth of everything.

Without hesitation, she plunges beneath the surface, the shock of the cold silencing the noise in her head.

The water envelops her, numbing her body, dulling the pain, if only for a moment.

Beneath the surface, the cries finally stop.

Everything is quiet, and for now, that’s enough.

[anguishmacgyver]

[mikeru6]

jack and ralph’s stupid inside joke (but I animated it)

idea from @jack-merridoomed !! inspired by this post

[rincewinds-hat]

picture this: destiel mama mia au. Dean (who, for this plot will be trans masc and also why not) and his brother Sam move to an island in Greece to get away from their toxic father. Dean meets amd falls for several men in the first few months - Benny, a sailor from Luisiana who's writing a book about his journeys; Crowley, a businessman who he didn't get along with at first but ended up having a fling with (Crowley development feelings, but Dean didn't); and Castiel, an architect who's been following a plan his whole life, and coming here and being with Dean has showed him free will and actual love (but he has to go back, because despite everything he still wants to be accepted and loved by his family). Suddenly, they all reunite when Jack (Dean's child) is having his 18 birthday party

Edit: it took 6 reblogs (2 of them with tags/ text, love yall for that) and 27 likes. I will start writing it tonight, updates soon

[front-facing-pokemon]

[mothwingwritings]

I remember this post question on someone's blog and managed to save the post before I lost the blog, and want to share it with you. hoho!

"I don't know if you've watched JOJO, but there are characters in there, pillarmen, and the digestive acid secreted by their bodies has a psychoactive toxin and those people whose bodies have been invaded by pillarmen (Santana infiltrated a soldier in a lab) describe the sensations as "wonderful".

And I want to offer a strange thought slightly inspired by the Pillarmen to tie in with Jack.

Imagine that after sitting on pills and drugs for so many years, Jack's blood could become "toxic" in some way? Jack's secretions(saliva/blood(semen??) etc) could themselves become a drug to the reader. He kisses her, the reader gets saliva and drug enzymes, which relaxes her a lot and later gives her a euphoric state.

Either way yandere Jack has the reader hooked on his own drug and she is incapable of escape"

Anon the mere thought of what you are commenting is doing things to me I can't quite articulate but to suffice to say, I love it. Jack Hanma cover me in fluids, please, I promise I won't be weird about it. :)

(Sexy stuff below so 18+ please)

Just like... reader drugged out of their mind off of him, love sick eyes staring longingly up at him while his sweat and cum cover you, your tongue lulled out of your mouth waiting for the next hit. Your breathing is erratic, your body shaking with anticipation as you whine and squirm, pleading with your eyes to give you release.

He smirks down at you, gripping your chin in a tight pinch. "Want more, baby?" he coos in a deep voice, basking in your complete addiction of him.

You nod eagerly, or at least as much as his hold will allow. This makes him smile as he gathers saliva in his mouth, spitting it in a fat, warm trail on to your awaiting tongue.

"There you go," he says, wiping the remaining spittle from his lips with the back of his hand, "Just a taste before the next course. We can't overdo it now, not when there is so much more in store for the rest of the night."

[thewritingofspencerrose]

i could just see ellen adoring how much clem loves jack and luke. and it probably makes ellen feel so much better knowing her boys have someone who’s loves them so much

clem was worried that ellen wouldn't like her when jack first suggested she meet his parents at the hockey game they were flying in for.

she agreed to, after some convincing from jack and luke, but she was nervous. she's not the sunshiney person with the happy job. she's complicated, her jobs complicated, and most moms don't want that for their kids.

but God does ellen love clem from the moment they meet.

it's the big hug on arrival that's the first clue, followed by the uttering of "Luke and Jack have told me so much about you. Thank you so much for looking out for them, i know they're kind of hopeless."

and it's the enthusiasm ellen shows to listening to clem's studies and job, but what clem doesn't know if that ellen is genuinely interested in something she is so clearly passionate about, even if she's already heard every detail from jack.

but its when the game starts that ellen truly sees, in person, how much this girl beside her and jim truly cares about her sons, based on every jump of joy, every lip bite of anxious, and every grumble when the opposing team gets too close.

it's after the game, when the boys exit media and the lockerroom to join them that ellen knows the girl she's grown so fond of will be around a while, seeing the look in her sons eyes.

she knows she has no reason to worry anymore.

her youngest two are loved, and that makes her a happy mamma.

[teslapunk3327]

just saw a post saying Ianto believes he is straight other than loving Jack....and I gotta disagree. Heavily.

You can't tell me the man who slept with Captain John, Captain Jack, snogged a man called Patrick, states that the Head of Torchwood One Security was easy to fall in love with, and who runs off with a 6" tall shapeshifter believes he is straight. (Oh, and the man who makes an elaborate lie about how he is boyfriends with the cousin of the man who is the son in law of the Prime Minister.)

Also that one book (is it Pack Animals?) where he does not deny the fact he is bisexual. Only denies that being bisexual means you "get the best of both worlds."

If you want to argue over his sexuality, I'd take his word as being bisexual. Though 18 years on, I'd also offer the fact he could be demisexual, just unaware of it. Especially how Lisa remarks, "you always said you never did care about what I looked like" after she takes the body of the pizza girl. Same with the "it's not men, it's just him." It's not an attraction to men, it's attraction to the individual after connecting with them personally.

Though, he is just bisexual.

And don't get me started on how in the Absent Friends transcript the first thing he and The Doctor do is start flirting

[crushedsweets]

HONESTLY I LOVED UR JACK B4 SACRIFICE HEADCANON APPEARANCE LITERALLY BEGGING FOR MORE but no seriously ur art is next level good bro😭

College boy ‼️ Bro used to be so cool (only does homework and talks to his mom). I promise I’ll get smth better out eventually .. sorry I keep making everyone cutesy instead of scary. LOL

[pcktknife]

mr beast is such a baby sorry someone said u ruined youtube damn :/

[freezingmcxn]

hihihi!! sooo I was wondering for a while, how many creeps/zalgoids(if any) have you put into your AU? do zalgoids even exist in your AU, and do the creeps and zalgoids have like that enemy vibe to them or is it another story?? I love your writing by the way please don’t explode and turn into a marketable plushie☹️

THE CREEPS IN MY AU

Tw: gruesome and dark, mentions of both child murder and murder in general, sacrifice, abuse(childhood included), cannibalism, torture, gore.

Hiii, I’m glad you enjoy it!! So there’s no Zalgoids because Zalgo is a fictional God in my AU rather than an actual entity!

I can totally tell you what creeps and proxies are featured though, I’ll give you a small **summary about their purpose and who they are too ;)

There is some more that I want to add but this is what I have for now

PROXIES

Proxies' true names are unknown, identified instead by a prominent feature or possession.

They are deceased individuals whose bodies have been inhabited by fragments of Slenderman's consciousness.

Proxies exist solely to hunt sustenance for Slenderman, devoid of any need for human interaction or other basic needs. They are single mindedly dedicated to their assigned task, with no distractions.

Boots

Nicknamed “Boots” due to her signature steel-toe hiking boots, she stands out among the Proxies for her relative lack of hostility.

Unlike others, Slenderman’s influence over her corpse is tenuous, resulting in a lingering sense of emptiness and detachment.

She remains mostly unaware of her situation and existence in general, only occasionally acting on his commands.

Shiner

Nicknamed “Shiner” due to the black eyes he often inflicts on his victims before delivering them to Slenderman, he is the most violent and ruthless among the Proxies.

Slenderman’s possession of his corpse is extremely strong, leaving Shiner singularly focused on capturing victims.

Bagsy

Nicknamed “Bagsy” for the shotgun always slung across their body, they take hunting for victims with grave seriousness.

Bagsy remains quite enigmatic, appearing far less frequently than the others.

Constantly wearing a burlap mask, they are often spotted lurking in bushes or trees, meticulously searching for “prey” to satisfy Slenderman.

KILLERS

These are the people living in Maine who have either a secret hobby or a full-time lifestyle centered around killing. Some are in plain sight, while others remain hidden behind the trees.

Jeffery Woods (Jeff The Killer)

Jeffery Woods is a complex twenty something year old man who thrives in the isolation of the forest, deriving extreme pleasure from the suffering he inflicts on others.

Constantly evading the law, he is driven by an insatiable hunger for death and haunted by severe issues and scars that came from “the incident.”

Jeffery roams through towns across Maine, leaving a trail of terror and death in his wake. His extreme god complex fuels a sense of invincibility, making him smile at the wanted posters that adorn telephone poles and store windows.

Tobias Erin Rogers

Tobias Rogers, a self proclaimed outlaw at thirty, fled from home at seventeen and has since made the forests his refuge.

Plagued by a multitude of disorders and an awful past, Toby resorts to murder as a release for his pent-up anger, often turning to cannibalism as a sick comfort.

When he's not burying his hatchets into someone's skull, he wanders endlessly through the forests and towns, a restless and tormented soul.

Natalie Ouellette

Natalie chose a life of isolation, drifting away from society at fifteen after her home life became unbearable.

Now twenty two, she resides in an old camper deep in the forest, rarely seen and shrouded in mystery. Uninterested in human interaction, she often exhibits animalistic behavior.

Driven by an obsession with gore and art, Natalie seeks out campers, typically men, to torture and gruesomely murder.

She dismembers their bodies, scattering parts throughout the forest or creating her own scarecrows, leaving a chilling mark on her secluded part of the forest.

Laughing Jack (Jack Aurand)

Jack Aurand is widely perceived as a happy, upbeat, and kid loving local who runs a store called “Hetty’s”.

His warm demeanor and infectious laughter make him a beloved figure in the community, especially among children.

However, behind this cheerful facade lies his sinister alter ego, "Laughing Jack." Disguised as a clown, he dons colorful costumes, exaggerated makeup, and a big red nose.

His clown persona, complete with an uncanny smile and demeanour, allows him to gain the trust of unsuspecting children who stay out way past their given curfew.

He is the unseen hand behind most of the child murders and kidnappings that have plagued Durham for decades.

GHOSTS/DEMONS

The demons and ghostly residents of the forest are the most human among the creeps you might encounter, which says a lot. Some are fairly neutral toward humans, some see them as prey, and others may fear them.

Sally Williams

Sally Williams, a 12 year old spirit, resides near the deepest parts of the forest.

Her body was tragically dumped in a ditch by her sick uncle and had decomposed before being discovered. Missing posters for her still hang around to this day.

Sally appears to lost campers, attempting to deter them from encountering Slenderman and other dangerous beings.

She remembers every detail leading to her death and has never fully accepted it, though she has learned to cope.

Sally wears a pink, frilly dress that is dirty and torn, her thick curls are knotted and matted with blood and there are visible bruises on her arms and head.

Lyra Rogers

Lyra Rogers, sister of Tobias Rogers, tragically died in a car accident at the age of 19.

She lingers around the outskirts of the forest, hiding whenever people walk by.

Deeply distressed, she still struggles to comprehend what happened, even after all these years.

Lyra misses her baby brother and her mother dearly.

Benjamin Lawman (Ben Drowned)

Ben was forced into Purus because of David Newton’s affect on his mother. His defiance against the cult leader led to his tragic death, and his body was disposed of in a lake.

Ben’s spirit now roams the Durham forests, tethered to the lake that became his final resting place. He appears dripping wet at all times, his clothes cling to his gaunt frame.

His sunken eyes now reflect a deep sorrow and confusion.

Unlike Sally, he has little to no memory of what happened and misses his mother deeply.

Ben is extremely timid, often hiding in the shadows of the dense forest, making him an elusive presence.

Jack Nyras (Eyeless Jack)

Jack one of the demons of the forest (more human than demon) who is living quietly among the trees.

His age is unknown, as he has long lost count. Jack has been in the forest longer than any of the other human creeps.

Once a victim of a satanic cult(not Purus), he was sacrificed, but the ritual went wrong, leaving him half blind and hosting a starving, flesh eating demon who is more of a nuisance than a nightmare.

Jack only kills when necessary, if animal organs aren’t enough, he will seek out a human and consume it whole, bones and all, always making sure to cover his tracks.

David Newton

??Mystery man for now…what’s he doing here.??

That’s all for now!! There is more creeps who are in the townsfolk catagory, let me know if you wanna hear about them too :))

[riding-palominos-every-day]

Javey's canon guys Michael told me-

He stays in New York because he's quote "too committed to Davey"