#(and meo (right) is they/them)

[rodeorun]

love in the dark.

yandere pretty boyfriend x fem!reader.

cw: drugging, black-mail, non-con blowjob, degradation. Featuring @meo-eiru 's OC, Elias ❤️

MDNI.

“You better work,” Elias threatened the baby pink candle he was holding between pretty, manicured fingers.

One might even compare it to the young man himself. Long and more thin than thick, the pink wax at the tip molded into a heart shape, white wick sticking through the middle. Elias always had love on the brain, at least when it came to you. Pity he didn't have a fine white wick of logic to split his head in two, or rather, his heart. But, when you love the way he did, weren't those two practically the same thing?

He doesn't know how many hours he spent on the dark web to find this, some sort of ‘love candle.’ Whatever that bullshit meant. The description the seller left behind was short and to the point.

‘Ignite this candle in the presence of your desired person and watch them fall in love with you.’

Even Elias in all his lovesickness found it hard to believe, but it was that sickness itself that led him to purchasing the item. He hadn't gotten a gig lately so he prayed for the payment to go through, giving himself a headache for purchasing a mere candle that was six hundred and fifty dollars. God, the things he would do for you (or to you, but that's a completely different matter.)

You, the object of his affections. His sweet, sweet, sweet best friend who has saved him more times than he could count. You were entirely too good for him and he knew it.

A special knock on his door alerted him to your presence, and he knew it was you because you two had created that very knock in sophomore year of university. Long after he changed his name, you still had the heart to played with him like a child. Where others laughed at his girlish tears and overgrown sobs, you healed his inner child with every hug, every whisper, every time you'd look into his eyes and tell him, ‘it's okay, Elias. I'm here for you.’

And you always were.

No matter how bad his tantrums got, you never got sick of him. You were the only one who stayed. You practically conditioned him. How could he ever want anyone else after tasting a drop of your sweetness?

“Hi, darling!” Elias opened the door and pulled you in for a hug, kicking the door shut behind you. “Someone's mighty dressed up for a movie night in, hehe. Oooh, is this wine? Gimme gimmie!”

Taking the bag from your hands, Elias turned to put it on the table, laying a sweaty palm against his flushed cheek. Heaven, he couldn't do this much longer! Just a hug from you and a whiff of that perfume had him hardening in his yoga pants. He stayed faced away from you as he rocked side to side, subtly rubbing himself against the bottle you brought just for him. All for him.

“So, I was thinking we could start with a rom-com and then maybe a western, for variety, and after that there's a three hour long horror movie I found that-”

“Sorry, Elias.”

Glittering eyelids opened themselves.

“See, my boyfriend injured his arm in a game yesterday, so I need to go help cook for him,” you explained. Your sorry eyes seared into his back.

Ah, yes. That boyfriend of yours. Taller than Elias, bigger than Elias, handsome enough to be called a heartthrob and an athlete by profession. A real winner, that boyfriend of yours!

Elias wanted to spit on his corpse.

“Oh, your boyfriend!” He clasped his hands together and turned to face you. “The one who forgot to pick you up at the mall last week because he slept through his alarm, right? I remember him.” Elias fiddled with one of the bottles of wine now, snarling. So much for a ‘gift,’ you were just trying to buy his forgiveness.

“Yes, Eli, that boyfriend,” you chuckled. “But I forgave him for that, you know? Nobody's perfect.”

The illusion of bliss he was swept up in from hearing that sweet nickname quickly shattered.

‘Nobody's perfect.’ Elias knew that better than anyone else. Afterall, he was the last thing but, and yet you still treated him so preciously.

So, why? Why was it the very same thing he fell in love with you for, you were flaunting to just anyone? Don't you know that love isn't free? Especially not yours! How many bottles of hair dye, micro-needling appointments, collagen fillers, and waxing appointments did he go to for your love? By God he knows his deadname didn't deserve you, but didn't Elias at least earn a little bit of your attention?

How dare you, honestly. How dare you show someone else the kindness you won him over with? How dare you waltz in here just to stand him up for another man! How dare you fucking-

“Eli?”

“Yes, my beloved?”

You looked upon him tentatively, a testament to what a ticking time bomb he is. “Oh, alright, I forgive you.” He waved you off playfully and walked over to hold both of your hands in his. “But next time, I'll tie you up and keep you here forever, munchkin~”

Your laugh mingled with his. As if you thought he was joking.

“Ah, but, darling! At least have a drink with me before you go. It would be lonely to pop open a bottle by myself, hm?”

A single drink.

That's what you and Elias agreed on. One glass and you'd be on your way to that wretch. You didn't drive to get here and assured Elias that your boyfriend would drive you back home. As if.

“Oh, before we cheers,” Elias put his glass down and went to rummage for a box of matches, shaking his hips this way and that while humming in his search.

“Someone's in a good mood,” you grinned, watching him groove to imaginary music.

“Yes, with you around I always am,” he teased and returned to the table. He put the candle in the stand and lit it.

It was only a little unsettling that he watched you instead of the matches while he did so.

“That's a really cute candle, Elias. Where'd you get it?” you asked him as he sat down across from you, drink in hand.

“Oh, this old thing? It's just something I had laying around- Oh my god!”

Elias flinched as the candle suddenly exploded, letting out a small puff of wind that blew his hair back and left behind a plume of pink smog.

“Darling?! Are you- ack! You okay?” Elias wafted the air between hacking coughs until he could see your face again.

You looked shocked, as one would when a candle explodes in their face, but then you started laughing. Small titters that rang like a bell until it turned into gasps that made you grab your stomach.

“You're, hahahaha, so, so silly, Eli! Haha, where do you get these things?!”

Oh, honey. He couldn't stop loving you even if he tried.

“Oh, stop that, you! How was I supposed to know it would do that,” Elias played along, ears still tinged pink at his little blunder. You two looked at each other and then fell into joined laughter.

This light, airy feeling was a drug to him. No matter how boring he was, how flat his personality, you could always find something more in him. Something to talk about, to laugh about, to entertain him with. Something he couldn't find by himself.

It's like the universe sent you to him as if to say, ‘hey! This is the person who will make life worth living! The one who will take that mind numbing emptiness away!’

And who was he to deny the wishes of the universe?

“Worthless piece of junk,” Elias muttered when things settled down. The candle really was a sham then. “At least it smells nice,” he lit the candle again and waved the match to out it. “Anyways, I got a manicure today and the lady was way too rough with my cuticles. She should quit if that's the service she's going to give.”

He brought his nails up, inspecting the blood red polish.

He was met with silence.

“Darling?”

Your head was down, lip trapped between your teeth.

“R-Right. Well, it's pretty,” you shot him a sad kind of smile. “It's just, well, no. Hm, uh, no…I forgot, I guess?” Elias watched you scramble around until small tears dripped from your eyes. “I guess I just forgot that you see other women every day.”

His heart froze in his chest.

“And, I, I know she was just doing her job, but holding your hand while she did your nails- she did hold your hand, right? That's a little…”

You trailed off and wiped your tears, willing yourself to gather such thoughts while Elias looked on in shock.

His eyes flicked to the candle, to you, the candle, you. Always you.

“She did,” he said simply, cautiously, “hold my hand. Yes, she did.” Your face cumbled, making Elias shoot up. “But I hated it! I wished it was you! I want you to be the one holding my hand!”

“Really?” Those big, wet eyes pleaded with him. “Because, I get jealous, you know.”

Something below his belt started stirring.

“Is that so?” He hummed and pulled his chair over next to you, thumbing the tears under your eyes like you had done for him so many times before.

The light of the candle reflected in your eyes and when Elias glanced over, it had melted remarkably quickly. The leftover wax dripped onto the table but he couldn't care less.

First things first, he needed to make sure what he hypothesized was real. That this wasn't a ploy.

“You know, dear, I was very hurt when you started going out with that bastard. You hurt me, a lot. How do you think I felt?” He cooed like you were a child, soft and gentle in his palm.

“I'm so sorry, Eli. I'll break up with him, okay? I only want you! I'm really- mmph!”

Not the romantic first kiss he was dreaming of, but perfect nonetheless.

All this groveling and begging, over little ol’ him? It was too cute. He could just eat you up! But before that, it seems Elias was going to be devoured first.

“Darling? Ngh!” You were tangling your tongue with his, sucking his lips, his cheeks, his tongue, leaving little nibbles on his blushing skin. “Hold on, I need to-”

“Need to what, Eli? I need you right now,” you swallowed, “I feel like my body is on fire.��

Oh, god, the candle really did work. You were squirming on your chair, rubbing your legs together and giving him the absolute cutest puppy eyed stare. You wanted him. You wanted him.

“Yeah?” Elias said breathlessly, trying to keep pace with you, “well I think I need an apology for you cheating on me first.”

He stood up and pulled his oversized sweater up, letting you peek at the bulge growing underneath tight grey cotton.

“Oh, Eli! It's so pretty!” You weren't shy about rubbing him over his pants. “All of you is so, so pretty, baby. Can I…suck you?”

“Darling, I'm yours!” He said eagerly, the sudden onslaught of praise leaving him dizzy. “Anything you want to do, I'm yours!”

By the time you peeled down his pants and had his leaking dick positioned at your mouth, he was ready to burst. He was entirely ready to finally get his reward, but you hesitated.

“Wait, Eli. I think we should wait, um…my boyfriend. I should break up with him first.”

That goddamn candle should have come with a special feature to make you forget anyone but him all together.

Elias probably looked terrifying right now, fine features underlit by the glow of the candle, staring down at you harshly. For once, he didn't find your babbling cute. Not when every other word was your boyfriend's name. So, Elias kindly shut you up.

“There we go~” Elias cooed, thrusting his hips a little. “Ah, ah, darling. Don't run from it,” he giggled, “or I'll shove it down your fucking throat~”

You were choking on his cock, unable to pull away with how he had his fingers locked behind your head. More than you moving, it was Elias who was pumping himself in and out of your mouth, not stopping until his balls slapped against your chin every time.

“What a good little thing you are, angel. I love you so much! Hey, do you love me too? I asked if you loved me too!”

Even under the effects of the candle, you looked scared. Elias was frantic now, not only his balls hitting your chin, but his toned abdomen smashing into your face as he fucked your entire head roughly. “Dirty fucking bitch! I trusted you! I love you and you left me for dead to go date that idiot! Do you know how much that hurt me?! How much I need you?! You were supposed to me mine, all mine, just like I'm yours! You dirty, dirty f-fucking whore!” Elias let out a wet sob, spilling down your throat with his eyes screwed shut.

Heavy pants left his mouth as he stumbled back to sit on his chair, chest heaving up and down. Even through your coughing, you couldn't help but worry about him.

“Eli? A-Are you okay?”

What a wreck your voice was, no doubt you'd be feeling him in your throat for days.

“It's not all out.”

“Huh? I don't understand-”

“Lift your shirt up.” He wasn't asking.

The smooth expanse of your chest was revealed and Elias used it as extra motivation to get the last few drops of cum out, fisting his tip roughly to pull out those last thick strings. It pearled on your skin beautifully and you didn't hesitate to stick your tongue out, cleaning him off properly with soft sucks that made him tremble.

“Good girl,” he sighed and eventually sat. It was like the devil was released from him. He was just Elias again, your Eli. “That was my first blowjob, you know,” he giggled cutely, like you two were mischievous kids sharing secrets in a treehouse.

Elias sighed and leaned in to hug you after lifting his pants back over his soft length. “Oh, my baby. I can't believe this worked. Had I known, I wouldn't have done this sooner. I can't believe you're finally mine,” he mumbled into your hair. “I love you, darling. And you love me too, right?”

Silence.

“Darling?”

Elias held you at shoulder length away, not wanting to let go of you completely yet. “Hey, why the tears, darling? Hehe, do you love me that much? Aw, well-”

“I'm sorry, Elias.” Your dark pupils met his.

There was no reflection from the candlelight anymore. In fact, the flame had blown out completely by now, leaving behind a sad little puddle of wax.

Your arms pushed his off as you stood up. “Shit…I- oh god, my boyfriend. What's wrong with me?! I'm sorry, Eli- I mean, Elias, um, I think the wine was a bit too strong for me. I really didn't mean to…”

What the hell was this?! Was this- did your love only last while the candle was lit?!

“What the fuck!” Elias cursed loudly, fingers gripping his silky tresses. The situation was beckoning a meltdown.

“I know, Elias, I'm so sorry, but I don't know what came over me!”

You were scared, he could see it. And he's sure part of that fear was from the ache in your throat, the names he had called you when he was at the peak of bliss. How he carried on when he was so sure you were his completely. Over what, a stupid candle? He was an idiot! He had to do damage control.

“It's…alright, darling. It's okay. Hm,” Elias hummed as he thought, standing up to pace. “It's okay. Your boyfriend is waiting for you after all, run along now. It's getting late.”

“Elias?” You weren't sure what was going on.

“Don't worry, dear,” Elias looked at you with warm eyes. “I can keep a secret. We just got a little overwhelmed, didn't we?”

He was giving you a way out, obviously. But why?

“Right,” you said, unsure.

“That's okay, we all have our moments,” Elias giggled and walked over, wrapping his arms around you, letting one sneak down to cup your ass. “Some more than others.”

“I don't think we should be-”

“Be what? You already swallowed my load, pumpkin. Let it dribble all down your chin and everything,” he mused, rubbing a finger against your lower lip. “Or did you want to come clean to your boyfriend?”

“No! I really don't know what happened!”

“Then it's a secret,” Elias whispered, pulling you in for a kiss. You were helpless to him, unable to pull away under the looming threat of him snitching on you. His tongue traced your lips before he pulled away.

“I won't tell if you won't, darling.”

Elias sent you off with a few more kisses and a slap on your ass, already hard again and humping you like a dog all the way to the door where you left with tears in your eyes. You were just too cute!

It wasn't much, but it was something. The only excitement Elias could offer you. Now, he had a personality.

He was your secret lover.

“Aha! How wonderful!” Elias twirled around in excitement. What an adventure!

Soon, he'd guilt your sweet soul into breaking up with that idiot and you'd be all his. He already had a foot in the door after all.

Bringing a hand to his lips, he recalled the way yours felt against his. Marvelous, absolutely marvelous!

Hmm..

Elias took his phone out and sent you a quick text.

‘I think I left some lipstick on you, darling. Clean that up before you see you know who ;)’

Not even moment later, his phone rang.

“Hey, Elias?”

“Eli,” he corrected.

“Yeah, can you not-”

“Eli.”

“…Eli. Uh, can you not send texts like that, please? Just in case he sees.”

A shiver ran up Elias’ spine at the secrecy of it all. You two were bound by sin.

“Of course, darling. I'll call you tonight then.”

“I'm spending the night with him,” you said nervously. “I can't.”

“Alright then, I'll just text you,” Elias inspected his nails casually.

“But-! Ugh, fine. I'll call you later.”

“Perfect. We'll talk soon then. Make sure your camera is on, I'm still throbbing over here,” he giggled.

“I have to go now,” you whispered.

“I love you, darling.”

“Yes, he's coming so-”

“I said I love you!”

“…I love you too, Eli. Bye.”

Elias waited for you to hang up with a smile. You were already cracking under the pressure of your unwanted affair. Sure it would hurt you now, but if this didn't last long then it would be him hurting later. Surely, you wouldn't be able to deal with that, not your kind heart. After all, his beauty is something that shouldn't be marred, you said so yourself.

It was only a matter of time now.

a/n: I actually finished this over a week ago but the Elias lore kept pouring in and I was scrambling to edit to make this as canon as possible but I gave up sooooo, yeah 😃 just imagine this as eli if he actually acted on half the shit he wants to do ig lmfaooo

Also can't believe I wrote unwilling reader because Elias is literally my baby muffin snuggly pie googlie bear and i love him, but i love men suffering more ig 💗

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Please do not ask for part 2. Thank you!

[ataraxiaspainting]

360-Degree Vision.

Yan Silas x F Reader.

Warnings: Yandere themes, kidnapping, non-con, oral (male receiving), forced infantilization, Silas calls himself Mommy because he's a weirdo, and "force feeding".

Word Count: 700.

OC and art pictured above belongs to amazingly talented @meo-eiru!! i really love her art, so be sure to check her out!! <333

*~*~*~*

Silas only allows autumn leaves and snow to fall where your feet don’t touch but your eyes can still see.

It’s an odd sort of shape, the barrier he has around his tree. It reminds him of those little sketches you do he puts by his bedside table. He read from a book that human mothers do that whenever their children give them drawings, though you never gave yours to him per se. More likely than not you were waiting for a more special occasion, but he found them in your toy box whilst he was tidying up from another long day of taking care of you. 

What a unique art style you have – he read in the same book that human children’s little doodles can be nearly unrecognizable from what they are supposed to be most of the time, so he doesn’t question how the circles you drew kept going around and around and leading to nowhere.

A snail’s shell, perhaps? 

The spirals seemed too large and too filled… 

He’ll give you points for creativity. 

Positive reinforcement was key with these kinds of things, or so he’s been told – if you ever ask for a pet snail, he’ll get one for you in little to no time at all.

*~*~*~*

“Baby,” Silas’ smile is smaller because of the concern he has for you right now. “You have to finish your dinner. It’s good for you. When you finish we can go see little mushrooms and squirrels, okay? Only for a little bit though,” His right hand is still above your head, squishing you down when your body seems to want to get up too soon. “Mommy doesn’t want you to get sick again…”

Despite Silas sitting down, he was still more than half your height – your knees sink further into the mattress both of you are on.

They are shivering so much but he doesn’t notice.

No, it’s not that he doesn’t care – he’s too busy flaunting his length and chest to you to pay attention to how you actually feel, wanting you to pick your poison once again; seeing this as necessary to your development.

Last time for yesterday’s meals you chose his cock – the day before that you chose his breasts.

The more you suck from him, the more you’re given treats after. Something resembling those colorful markers you used to get at the local dollar store, containers of blueberry yogurt you hope came from his village’s cows or some similar type of animal, a new dress he had sewn himself or had customized and bought from a nearby elf tailor.

“I’ll even bring some paper and those pencils you like drawing with, hm?” Silas continues as he scoots closer to you – he holds your hair so gently now, but whenever he cries tears of pure happiness the grip will tighten quickly. “Maybe you can see a snail up close for those little spirals you like doing.”

…

No matter how much you rebel and kick and scream, the elf wouldn’t move back from you – if anything it gives him more of a reason to come closer, so you can have more of his ‘love’. After only a little bit of time, you learned how to let the frustration out in a way that didn’t have Silas doting over you so suffocatingly – drawing spirals. You were told once by a friend they can be therapeutic in times of stress. You most likely will never see her again but you would want to hug her because it works. 

You hid them amongst the dolls and building blocks you were given in times you were alone – staring at them made you feel less lonely, made you feel like you had more of a choice in how you spent your waking hours.

You didn’t expect Silas to find them. He never checks your toy box because you tidy it up so often.

You don’t know how to explain your drawings in a way Silas will understand. Not that he understands a lot of things that come out of your mouth.

You just nod. Maybe drawing a snail’s body below those spirals can help you too.

“Good girl! Listening so well!” His smile widens and you can see his eyes getting watery already.

[meo-eiru]

https://www.tumblr.com/meo-eiru/757624850681577472/yan-elf-do-they-have-magic-like-the-food-keeps?source=share

this kind of got me worried. im praying that this elves got something to protect themselves especially those airheaded ones. we dont want some humans or whatever poaching them and taking advantage of them for their abilities😟 anyway, pls don't get sick with us silas fans hehe. he's just so precious💙❤️💜💖💘💓🩵🫶😍

Humans work hard but elf PR team works harder. In the current world Elves are seen as mythical creatures who only exists in stories due to elves keeping themselves hidden and leading quiet lives all this time.

You meeting Silas was like the fruit of several coincidences, or fate as Silas like to call it. You got lost in the woods and Silas was picking fruits in an area quite away from his usual area. But good thing he did right? You guys have each other now❤️

Anyway since most elves aren't as nonchalant as Silas about stuff like this the chances of other people finding them are close to zero.

If they somehow got discovered anyway, if it's only a few people who found them they'd just erase their memories using old magic. If it was several people with weapons like an army then elves might get overpowered as even though they are much bigger than humans they simply were not built for fighting, especially a fight that has modern day weapons

[anonymous-dentist]

Or: the childhood friends au:

-

Roier doesn’t remember a lot of his childhood, but he remembers enough to know that he was a bit of a little shit. He was a problem child. He probably has the outline of a shoe tattooed onto his back after all the shit he got up to as a kid.

(R-01 gets one hour of supervised outdoor time every day to keep him from getting sick. He sits beneath the big oak tree in the facility’s enclosed garden, and he lets his fingers twist in the grass beneath him.

[The grass isn’t real, but he doesn’t know this yet.]

He sticks his tongue out to catch the sunlight, all of seven years old and unsure as to what sunlight tastes like.

Abuelo stands by him complaining, but all R-01 hears is static.

And then there’s a rough hand yanking him to his feet and dragging him back into the facility. Apparently, according to Abuelo, someone has managed to sneak into the facility.)

But it’s fine, really. Roier doesn’t need to remember his past to know who he is, and he knows who he is. He’s Roier! He likes tacos and kissing men.

In his sleep, Cellbit rolls onto his side and latches a clingy arm over Roier’s waist. He snuggles close, face burying itself in Roier’s shoulder with a pleased little ‘Mrrp!’ noise. His tail brushes against Roier’s thigh just once before settling down.

Roier smiles into the night. There are dark circles under his eyes and a sick feeling in his stomach and a gnawing something in the back of his mind.

He can’t sleep. Which is kinda funny, really, considering he’s usually the one asleep clinging to his overworking husband.

(R-01 stays in his cell for days listening for the jingle of Abuelo’s keys, but all he hears is the familiar screaming of the duck in the room next door. Must be her feathers again.

With a sigh, R-01 paces to the other side of his cell. She’s loud!

That’s when he hears it: a soft sobbing from the cell next to Roier’s. Not the duck, she’s loud. This is quiet, and there isn’t any quacking.

R-01 gasps. Someone new!

“Hola?” he dares whisper, not too loud ‘cause he doesn’t want to get in trouble, but he doesn’t like crying. It’s illegal. Abuelo doesn’t like it.

The crying stops. Then something taps at the wall right next to Roier’s ear. Another tap, and another, and it’s code, right? It has to be!

R-01 isn’t very smart, Abuelo tells him this every time they do their lessons, but he’s got this! If it’ll keep his new neighbor from crying and getting in trouble, he’ll solve this… this enigma!)

Richarlyson is with Bad again, and Pepito is staying with Quackity again, and Cellbit is asleep. So it’s just Roier and his thoughts and the distinct lack thereof that he’s trying to find somewhere in the mess that is his silly goofy little brain.

“You’re thinking,” Cellbit suddenly grumbles, jolting Roier from his thoughts (and the distinct lack thereof.) His voice is thick with sleep. Adorable. “Stop thinking. That’s my job.”

“What? You? Thinking? No way.”

Roier shifts in bed until he’s on his side facing Cellbit. Cellbit moves with him, pulling him fully into his arms and melting as Roier’s fingers find their ways to the hair at the base of his ears.

“Go back to sleep, gatinho,” Roier says.

Cellbit purrs at him in mild disagreement.

“What’s wrong?” Cellbit asks. He’s only halfway awake, but at least he cares.

(R-01 slowly manages to figure it out. He uses his mandatory arts and crafts time with Abuelo practicing his alphabet with colorful finger paints that make Abuelo sneer in disgust every time R-01 uses them on his own face.

His neighbor is talking to him, and it’s a secret. R-01 is basically a spy!

Every tap is a letter, he thinks. So two taps means “B”! Easy.

So, while Abuelo is busy with the duck, R-01 sneaks to the other wall and taps out a “Hola!”

The response is immediate and a bit too fast for him to be able to get, but he hears seven taps and then one tap and that’s “G” and “A” and there’s gotta be more, right? What words start with that?

Hesitantly, R-01 taps out: “MEOW”.

The duck screams. The neighbor laughs. The guards outside start shouting and banging and shooting. Footsteps come down the hallway, and then they say, “No.”

And then it’s quiet.)

“Nothing,” Roier lies. But, well, it’s only sorta a lie, right? Nothing illegal. Marriage-illegal.

“Okay,” Cellbit simply says, and then it’s quiet.

He purrs, rusty from exhaustion.

Roier pets him idly, eyes shut tight.

“It’s just…” he slowly says, “Bagi isn’t a cat hybrid, is she?”

Cellbit’s purring stops.

(R-01 wakes up on the table this time. He screams as the bear’s scalpel cuts into the skin beneath his eye, squirming in his restraints.

“No,” the bear simply says.

It’s the mean one, the one with the knife. R-01 doesn’t like this one; it’s the one he heard outside of the cat’s room. And he hasn’t heard from the cat since.)

Roier doesn’t remember much of his childhood, but at least he remembers having a childhood. Cellbit doesn’t have that luxury. It’s kind of his whole thing at the moment, working through his assloads of trauma one tiny little baby step at a time.

All Roier knows, and all that Cellbit knows, is that Cellbit crashed onto the island with cat ears and a tail, and that Bagi is totally and entirely human.

“But maybe you just got the furry genes,” Roier suggests.

He feigns a yawn and scratches the spot between Cellbit’s ears he knows makes Cellbit turn to goo, and goo does Cellbit become.

“Guapito…” Cellbit sighs.

Roier cuts him off with a ‘Shhh.’

“In the morning,” he promises. “I promise.”

“Mmmm,” Cellbit agrees, as smart and as well-spoken as ever. “‘Kay.”

Roier smiles, more genuine, and he kisses Cellbit once before at least trying to relax. It’s fine, right?

(R-01 gets one hour of supervised outdoor time every day to keep him from getting sick.

He waits until Abuelo isn’t paying attention to stretch his hand up towards the sun.

The duck is gone. They’re still looking for her. And R-01 is still looking for the cat.

The garden is surrounded by four walls, but there’s no ceiling. Just the open air, because ducks can’t fly. No risk of escape.

But spiders can climb.

Squeezing one eye shut and sticking his tongue out in concentration, R-01 points his fingers at the top of the nearest wall like how he thinks a superhero would. Because he is a superhero now!

The web comes out as painfully as ever, but all R-01 cares about is the wind against his skin as he’s pulled out of the garden and to freedom.

Abuelo is angry and shouting down below, but who cares? R-01 is a superhero now! They made him one, and he’s got a kitty to save somewhere!)

[Cellbit’s parents used to chastise him and his sister, telling him, “Curiosity killed the cat!” But Bagi had always argued that, well, so what? They aren’t cats! They’re people!

But then the bear said the same thing as it stuck the IV in Cellbit’s arm. And Cellbit thought of the dead little girl with rabbit ears he found in the woods, and the dead little boy with the bird wings, and, at the ripe old age of eleven years old, he cried as he realized how big of a mistake he had made.]

[agatharkn3ss]

Billy's spell book

First of all, can anyone help me decipher what a couple of the handwritten words are in Billy's spell book?

The note in the middle of the left page, next to the Waning Moon says "Waxing xxxx and severely slows the spell". Maybe "deters"?

Then the note at the bottom of the page on the right is partially covered/blurry in all photos, but maybe someone can work out the missing/incorrect parts:

"A person who was bound cannot be bound again until xxxx spell can be unbound"

If this note really says that, then I would wonder why Billy would be interested in whether someone can be bound again or not?... Was he looking to bind Agatha after? Is the Witches Road just another binding spell? The whole spell text:

Release Spell [Scribble wiggle of some kind] A powerful counter to reverse a binding spell. Binding spells are frequently used to prevent another from committing harm or using magic on themselves or others. This magic also binds the two which otherwise could not be connected. A release spell is most effective when attempted during a Waning Moon. [Scribbled notes: "Waxing xxxs and severely slows the spell"; "Waning Moon 3-10 Days after Full moon"; "personal item of the bound -  perfume, or jewellery, photographs"] Materials: A personal item from the Bound A successful release spell requires an item of personal importance from the person under the binding spell. It should not be from someone recently deceased as that will corrupt the spell. Be careful not to use an item that shares energy with an additional person, or an item belonging to many. To begin, clear your mind and centre yourself. Remain calm and present, guiding your energy and spirit. Hold the personal item and pass back and forth between your two palms, focusing intently on it, seeing every detail, until you can picture it with perfect clarity in your mind’s eye. Breathing slowly and with intent, imagine your energy projected into the item with each breath. Let all sound fall away. Repeat the words: “DIMETTE EAM EX HOX CARMINE” [Scribbled notes: a drawing of the eye of the mind] As you speak, imagine dissolving the item you hold in your mind’s eye. Continue flowing your energy into the item, focusing with great detail, until the spell is broken. You’ll feel the energy shift as the spell is broken. Caution: The person formerly under the binding spell might be disoriented and blame you for the binding spell they were previously under. [Scribbled notes: a drawing of moon phases? + "A person who was bound cannot be bound again until xxxx spell can be unbound"]

General thought - Billy wasn't very good at following that spell's instructions - he pretty much broke every single one of them. He didn't even say the same words (in both ep.1 and 6 he recited "Exsolve hanc feminam defixam. Meo carmine exsolve hanc feminam defixam."). But maybe as Wiccan he doesn't actually need to follow the instructions because it's all about the intent - his powers let him do whatever he wants. And so all of this could be why Jac Schaeffer felt the need to say that "Witchcraft is murky. Witchcraft is imprecise".

But there are other elements that don't align:

Even though the instructions and scribbles focus on the moon phases, we don't even know whether he hit the correct phase timing-wise. (I couldn't find a way to work it out either - there was no moon shown in both ep.1 and 6 and no dates shown or suggested anywhere). Maybe we could assume it was the Waxing moon and that's why it took a while for Agatha to be released from it?

The spell warns against using an item that "shares energy with an additional person, or an item belonging to many." - well, the locket not only originally belonged to Evanora, but it also contains Nicky's hair (I believe this because every time Agatha focuses on the locket, Nicky's theme plays). And there could be even another layer to that, because we could assume that his hair would share energy not just with Nicky but with Rio as well. The book doesn't explain what consequences are in this case, but I do believe this rule has been thoroughly broken.

There is also the rule that the item "should not be from someone recently deceased as that will corrupt the spell" - Evanora wouldn't count as she died 350 years ago. But we still don't know how long ago they lost Nicky. Granted, at least 3 years, so would that still even be considered "recent"? It would also be interesting if the item really does share energy with Rio and so will directly be connected to Death - could this rule therefore be hugely affected by that? So the spell is in fact corrupted?

We do hear Agatha still using wrong words and phrases here and there, I originally assumed it was just a malaproper trope, but could this be the effect of the corrupted spell? Similarly, it would explain why she couldn't remember Sharon's real name? (I'll get back to that later) Would anyone realise it's corrupted? (I'm sure Agatha would)

So I THINK, in the true Wizard of Oz style, Agatha actually has her magic powers in her. Wanda didn't take it all, but because the release spell is corrupted, it will take her a while for the spell to completely disappear and for her to access them. Unless...

And this brings me back to the original notion that I think the Witches Road could be just another binding spell. Whether Billy fully realises this, I'm not sure. Maybe he fully believes this is the Witches Road, but when he was casting the "release spell" on Agatha, his intent did more than he bargained for? Maybe this is more controlled by William Kaplan who is still in there, somehow? Why make a note about whether someone could be bound again?

Agatha seems to be able to pick up these details - when Billy says in ep.3 that the road is exactly how he imagined, she responds weirdly "it suits you". She also points to her environment when she says in ep. 6 that he really is a Maximoff, otherwise "all this wouldn't be as dramatic". Not to mention she does not seem to recognise this Road and its trials. (though I believe this is because she has never actually been on the Witches Road. She just happily perpetuates the myth to find naive witches to syphon powers from)

Now this last bit is one I am less sure about. It's a niggling thought about how jarring the inconsistencies of ep.5 are... But still, I'd like to have this as a thought exercise...

So, what happens when Billy loses the spell book? We get this odd-feeling "spirit" trial. Many have written plenty about how inconsistent it was compared to the previous trials. So I won't dwell on that. BUT I will point out two small continuity errors that I haven't seen anyone discuss:

Sharon's full correct name was never revealed to the coven. They all knew her as Sharon Hart. Agatha not only never seemed to actually pay attention and acknowledge Sharon's surname but she always interrupted just at the right time so Sharon never said her actual surname in front of other witches. They called her either Sharon or Mrs Hart, always. And Agatha didn't even seem to realise the "Sharon" name - as highlighted at the end of ep.3. So it's odd that when she trolls the coven at the ouija board, although the board says Mrs Hart and the coven happily use that name to talk to her and not suspect anything... then Billy corrects Lilia saying "she's Sharon Davis" and Agatha nods happily that she is indeed this "Sharon Davis". How would Billy know Sharon's real name? Why would Agatha accept that and not be confused by what he just said?

in the trial Rio's bracelets keep disappearing in different scenes around the ouija board moment. In most of the close ups she has both sets of bracelets, but in all the overhead shots she is missing one set on her right wrist (the green and yellow bands - same colours as the trolls' hair by the trial entrance). Now this COULD WELL BE that the costume department made a mistake or that Audrey lost her bracelets because she was working on multiple projects. But we know how much effort and thought they put into the settings and costumes, would they really miss a crucial detail like this? (and in his posts the costume designer kept pointing out the bracelets to people because of the lesbian flag colours...)

So yeah, not really sure about this last one. Maybe it's intentional or maybe ep.5 just became too much for the producers as it was edited so much and became this 24min thing of gibberish.

[batbabydamian]

DC April 2024 Solicitations - Comics Featuring Damian! 🦇

BATMAN AND ROBIN #8

4/9/24

Written by Joshua Williamson

Art and Cover by Simone Di Meo

Variant Covers: Kael Ngu, Ejikure, Jim Lee, Nikola Čižmešija (1:25)

As Batman finds himself in the clutches of a new cult that worships Man-Bat, Robin continues his own investigation into his High School's connections to Shush! Can the father and son dynamic duo uncover Man-Bat and Shush's master plans before Gotham pays the price?!

WONDER WOMAN #6

4/16/24

Written by Tom King

Art by Daniel Sampere and Belén Ortega

Variant Covers: Julian Totino Tedesco, Pablo Villalobos, Joshua “Sway” Swaby (1:25)

Wonder Woman vs. The Sovereign! After being captured by a team of villains, Diana finds herself at the mercy of the scariest of them all. Unbeknownst to our hero, the Sovereign has been pulling her strings since the very beginning of our tale, and now it's time for her to see the world his way as she falls under the influence of the Lasso of Lies! Plus, Trinity visits the past and unexpectedly changes the future!

NIGHTWING #113/Legacy #300

4/16/2024

Written by Tom Taylor

Art by Various

Variant Covers: Bruno Redondo (original cover+1:25), Dan Mora, Jim Lee (Artist Spotlight), Jamal Campbell, Serg Acuna

Since the 1940's, you've seen him go from acrobat to orphan; from Dick Grayson to Robin; from Robin to Nightwing. You've seen him work alongside the universe's most powerful heroes, against existence's most sinister villains. You have seen Dick Grayson do so many things, but now, in his 300th issue, you will see him.. well, you'll just have to pick up the issue and find out. Join us for this legacy 300 milestone!

*DC’S SPRING BREAKOUT!

*Cover feature - Damian hang gliding in the bg :)

4/30/2024

Written by Meghan Fitzmartin, Cameron Chittok, Joey Esposito, Morgan Hampton, Patrick R. Young, Tom Krajewski, Mike Barr, and more!

Art by Kenya Danino, Vasco Georgiev, Paul Pellietier, Nico Bascuñan, and more!

Cover by John Timms

Variant Covers by Dan Mora

Spring has sprung! Flowers are blooming, bees are buzzing, Harley is breaking King Shark out of Belle Reve prison. all is right in the DCU as both heroes and villains face all sorts of different spring breaks. Breaking out of a coffin? Lex Luthor has that covered. Spring break training? Send in Superman! Breaking out of your shell? Batman and Mr. Freeze explore that possibility through a connection in their shared past. Breaking down a worthy adversary? Katana and her sword of souls might just be able to tackle that. And it wouldn't be a spring break without a Teen Titans beach trip! All these and more in DC's Spring Breakout! -eight breakout stories to put a spring in your step (is there a zit breakout story? You'll have to read to find out!)

TEEN TITANS: STARFIRE

7/2/2024

Written by Kami Garcia

Art by Gabriel Picolo

Kori Anders' summer job at a ritzy Santa Monica beach club is fun, but she doesn't care about keeping up with the current trends, and she's not interested in rushing around to all the parties. She'd rather explore her inexplicable draw to the stars or hang out with her new friend, Victor Stone. Her sister, Kira, on the other hand, is the most popular girl around. With the hottest clothes, an even hotter boyfriend (the Tate Fairweather), and a take-no-prisoners attitude, she's Kori's opposite in every way. Their summer heats up when Tate's uncle asks the girls to participate in an EDS study his pharmaceutical company is running. During treatment, Kori develops some strange powers she never had before...and she might not be the only one. Can Kori persuade her sister to trust her before it's too late? And when a carload of teens with their own powers come looking for her to warn her about a creepy stalker, she'll learn that trust is a two-way street!

[soisaidfine]

Ethel Cain: if i didn’t have such a dedicated group of people who like my music, touring would probably be 100 times worse honestly

I'm reblogging here creatospirito's post from the 'ethelcain' reddit. Interesting before the tour (The Childish Behaviour Tour)

"As Hayden's new tour kicks off in a few days, let's remember what she said at the end of her last tour. And let's be kind to her without asking too much from her on stage, as it's not her element. ♡" -Reddit Ethelcain

TUMBLR MOTHERCAIN - OCT 31ST

ANONYMOUS ASKED: do you think in an ideal world you could release an album without touring it or do you like touring until it becomes too much? is it being away from home and not having much time to create the parts you dont enjoy or is it something more than that?

MOTHERCAIN: no i hate touring. i was actually talking about this with florence (FLORENCE WELCH) last time i saw her, she was saying how some artists connect with their art on stage and others connect with it in the studio, which i thought was very interesting. i definitely only connect with it in the studio, when i’m alone and i can be intimate with it. it’s fully just a technical performance on stage. i try to hit the right notes and not look like an idiot and that’s it. i never feel anything in the music on stage which makes it harder than i think it is for artists who get that return of energy instead of just solely expending it. i want to create things in my dark room and put them out for the world to see and never have to go anywhere lol. i’m becoming more of a homebody with every passing year.

i do love my band though. all the time i spend with them is amazing, they’re some of my best friends in the whole world. they make touring worth it.

ANONYMOUS ASKED: you look so happy when you perform though and you seem like you enjoy being there seeing everyone and interacting with them.

MOTHERCAIN: i’m happy to see everyone who comes out to support us. that means a lot to me, i’m very grateful for that. in that other ask, i meant i just don’t connect with the music at all. when i have a room full of people who are all linked by the thread of my music though, that really makes the show for me. if i didn’t have such a dedicated group of people who like my music, touring would probably be 100 times worse honestly.

Video: Florence Welch (Florence and the Machine) and Ethel Cain performing Thoroughfare together, in Lisbon, September 1, 2023, Meo Kalorama Festival. By callmebyourname_ on Instagram.

[sundaereii]

critter cake problems

summary : ( just a quick note you can self insert yourself as sapphire if you want !)

"Oooh aeons... what could The Genius Society member #81 Madam Ruan Mei want you for today. ?"

"Hmm.....I have checked around all the areas in the Space Station except for the Supply Zone, perhaps those Critter Cakes must've headed there. ?" Sapphire crosses their arms and puts on a thinking pose with their hand under their chin, skimming through any information about the critter cakes to figure out where they could've gone to until Madam Ruan Mei spoke softly and broke their huge train of thoughts.

"It might be so, if you can fetch them back for me I will reward you nicely Miss Sapphire."

Ruan Mei sits down at her table and she gazes at the strawberry decorated pastry on the plate before her, she stares blankly at it yet she cant express how much she appreciates the effort put into this gift.

"Well then I'll enjoy myself to this pastry you've made for me while you search for the critter cakes Miss Sapphire."

"Alright then....Madam Ruan Mei, i'll be heading to the Supply Zone."

And with that Sapphire turns around and twists the door knob, opening the door and exiting the room. They closed the door behind them and paced towards the Supply Zone yet carefully slowing their pace as they've heard rumors that there were still some animatter legion monsters hanging around the Supply Zone attacking researchers.

Successfully they avoided any monsters except a few tiny small ones that were a thorn to their side which they destroyed and they stepped inside the Supply Zone.

"....hmm i should probably try speaking to them.."

Sapphire thought to themself feeling embarrassed at what they were about to do to lure in the critter cats with their call.

"Meow ,..meow~ meow ! meow meow ? meo-"

"meow~ ? hmm hahaha."

Sapphire turns around swiftly feeling embarassed that someone had caught them in such a situation only to see Asta with a big cheeky smile plastered on her face she steps forward and stops right infront of her due to her height she has to look up to speak to sapphire. Sapphire had a faint blush dusted on their cheeks from the embarrassment.

"What are you meowing for like a mad person ? Hmmm~."

Asta giggles slightly at Sapphire,to which Sapphire sighs and ends up defending themself.

"Sigh dont look so smug, I can expla-"

Asta reveals the little critter cakes behind her and they were meowing in fear probably due to unfortunate encounters with the antimatter legion monsters but they seem to have no scratches on there body so they should be fine.

"Ahaha i was joking calm down I actually found them here while searching the Supply Zone for another one of our curio researchers who got attacked here but we managed to rescue them before anything bad happened. I was actually gonna be heading back to bring these cats back to Madam Ruan Mei."

"Hmph.."

Sapphire grumbled and walked towards Asta, kneeled down and scooped up the little critter cakes into their arms. They all meowed in unity, Asta smiled softly as her gaze softened and she remembers something.

"Meow~ meow? Meow! Meow... Meow mreow meow mreow meow."

Asta nudges Sapphire with her elbow causing them to face Asta who was brimming with excitement.

"Hehehe~ were hanging out today remember. Im free today so meet me at my usual spot you know where to find me. !"

"Yeah yeah i'll see you soon then Asta."

Sapphire winks at Asta before both of them to their own ways,Sapphire glances back to see Asta heading towards the Master Control Zone.

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the clock ticks and Sapphire hasnt yet returned from the Storage Room.

Ruan mei picks up the spoon and scoops out a bite sized portion of the pastry that was adorned and filled with strawberry, she opens her mouth and places the pastry on her tongue and closed her mouth, the flavours all melting together on her tongue. The sweetness from the pastry and the slight hint of sourness from the strawberry and vanilla cream mixed in with the strawberry filling it all created a pleasing taste for her, seems like Sapphire managed to capture what she really likes in her mouth. she eats the rest of the pastry and the remaining 2 extra sliced strawberries on the plate and after a while the door opens and Sapphire closes the door with her leg.  They slowly drops the critter cake cats carefully one by one as they meow in a cheerful tone.

"you've returned. I just finished the pastry you've made for me and im quite impressed on your skills, the right amount of sweetness and a slight tinge of sourness mixing them together in this beautifully crafted pastry. you have my thanks Sapphire."

Ruan Mei picks up the small handkerchief and wipes away any small pastry bits near her lips, Sapphire keeps her eyes on Ruan mei staring at her.

"i am quite glad you've enjoyed the gift Madam Ruan Mei. Thank you for such high praise."

Sapphire smiles softly filled with joy as they gently places a hand over her chest, standing in a relaxed stance as they glance at Ruan Mei, they cant help but feel this strange burning feeling in their chest when near Madam Ruan Mei.

The small critter cakes jump away to another room as Ruan Mei stands up from her seat and approaches Sapphire slowly, she raises her hand and places her two fingers on the side of Sapphire's neck examining her then she moves the two fingers under Sapphire's chin before moving her hand and rubbing her thumb and index finger together which causes tiny stardust particles to appear as Ruan Mei puts a hand under her elbow as her left hand remains under her chin she smiles slightly. Sapphire blushes slightly from this act.

"As for your rewards sapphire...I do hope you'll find youself liking it more than i do."

sapphire waits curiously as to what Madam Ruan Mei could've had for them as a reward.

Ruan Mei gently grabbed Sapphire's face and bought it closer to hers,keeping eye contact and took out what seems to be a petal designed earring and hairclip, with one hand squishing Sapphire's face gently the other replaces Sapphire's earring with the new petal ones Ruan Mei designed by herself and she lets go of her soft grip on sapphire's face and places the new hairclip on sapphire's hair. Ruan mei stared at her right hand which holds sapphire's old pearl earrings.

"...." "...."

there was an awkward long silence between the two of them so sapphire decides to slice it.

"M-Madam ruan mei?." "Ruan mei." "Ruan mei...t-thank you." "Hmm." Ruan Mei nods as she lets go of sapphire's hair,handing Sapphire their old earrings and stepping back a bit. Sapphire's phone rings and its a call from Asta.

"Ah- i'll have to sadly leave i have to meet up with Asta."

"May we meet again Sapphire."

Sapphire waves goodbye to Ruan Mei and she returns back the wave and Sapphire leaves Ruan Mei's office.

aurhor note : haii this is my first time ever writing something like this especially since its oc x canon but you can reader insert in since the whole fic is gender neutral :3 you can follow me on twitter @/fishyumii_ and on ao3 too !

im very active one twitter and friendly ! Do boost this post :3

[mistressemmedi]

Also have some contacts at a team with a certain... je ne sais quoi. Pierre is definitely the higher rated one of the pair within the team and is seen as their future with WDC potential due to the qualifying pace he has and they expect him to continue to get faster as he adjusts. He's preferred by sponsors, he is preferred by Luca De Meo, and he's preferred by the staff because when he visits the factory he's very personable and takes time with them. He is the driver who came to the 'firing squad' speech De Meo delivered, and stood there and took it along with the rest of the staff. But... they're struggling to find someone who they can use to fill Esteban's seat. Pierre was a gift handed on a silver platter to them by Red Bull really, because of his situation (worst team on the grid with promotion within RB completely ruled out no matter what his results were) so of course he jumped to come to Alpine. But other interesting drivers are either already in (less dysfunctional) teams of a similar calibre, or they're aiming higher than Alpine. Esteban's unhappy with his position because favour is clearly swinging towards Pierre. He tried buying the team gifts to win them back but then Pierre took a sprint podium at Spa and a podium in Zandvoort, so that was out of the window. But Alpine can't really afford to lose him, because there's nobody looking a likely candidate for that seat. That's why we're seeing the articles about Audi right now, those are put out by Esteban's team to try and get Alpine to come to the table. And that's why Esteban was handed team orders repeatedly towards the end of the last season, because they needed to curry some favour with him.

It's a tricky situation. It's why Pierre has a soon-to-be-announced extension, because the last thing they needed was for him to pull an Alonso and leave them with the driver they don't really want and an empty seat!

Another Piasco would not be a good look for the team.

I wonder if the team is also trying to give the impression of everything being hunky dory due to the fact that so many recognizable names (athletes, actors etc) invested in Alpine. Got to keep those investors happy!

[letsmakesomeonehappytoday]

Hi! I saw that you went to the MEO Marés Vivas Festival. Do you mind sharing how was your show? If you do mind please feel free to ignore my message, I just love reading fan experiences of Louis' shows. I hope you had the best time on the show, that was an awesome setlist.

hello and thank you for asking! i'm not the best at expressing myself and my thoughts but i'll try!

first it was amazing because i went with a friend i made at my first harry show (madrid 2018) and now at every show we meet to say hi but we decided to go to this one together so that was amazing ☺️

also ornatos violeta played before louis and i love them too so that was amazing, two shows back to back that i knew all the songs by heart

but louis!!!

as soon as i saw him entering the stage i just! that's my best friend right there!! he looked so happy, energetic and talked a lot with everyone! the playlist was incredible and i was so happy he played just hold on and angels fly 😭

and everyone was so loud, i'd say it was louder than his own show in october (pessoal do norte vive as coisas com mais emoção, não é verdade?). there were these girls behind me, they were waiting for snow patrol probably and they only knew 1d songs, but throughout the show they started singing the oooohhs and started dancing, i'd say he has at least 3 more fans now

i saw someone's tags saying portugal always gets good shows from harry and louis and they are so right and i feel so lucky!

i'm just so so happy and my heart is full 💙

[wesavegotham]

Maybe some of my issues with Batman and Robin 2023 would be fixed if Williamson backed down from his refusal to use narration boxes/inner monologue (apparently he used them so much in his Flash run that he now never wants to write one ever again, at least that's what he said when Robin 2021 came out).

We would gain more insight into Bruce and Damian's heads and the plot would feel less thin because the space Simone di Meo pretty much wastes right now (his art is pretty, but many of his panels don't really serve a purpose) could be used to give the reader more information. Maybe it would also distract from the fact that conveying emotions with facial expressions is not di Meo's strong suit.

[dominadolorosa]

how can a respectable jade like yourself fall so low? i mean, youre cavorting with mutants and ferals! you couldve easily been quite comfortable with your lot in life. dont you regret it just a little bit?

R: It always begins in the middle. When I'm already ho+pelessly lo+st.

R: There's ho+wling in the wo+o+ds around me. Who+o+ping, cheering screams. Blo+o+dthirsty jo+y.

R: Have yo+u ever been hunted fo+r spo+rt? Co+nsidered a prize to be wo+n, a thing to+ be co+nquered? Even befo+re o+ur clade was built, I understo+o+d what it felt to be afraid.

R: The mo+st ho+rrible dread, kno+wing that I've lo+st them all. That they will never co+me back. That I will never be who+le ever again.

R: They say we do+n't kno+w anything. That we are wild, lo+wly, unwieldy. Is that such a bad thing to+ be? Is it wro+ng, to+ lo+ve so+ vicio+usly, so+ so+ftly, that no+thing else co+mpares?

R: My lo+t in life, in the caverns, was to+ be trapped. To+ be alo+ne. To+ never be seen, to+ be a to+o+l in so+meo+ne else's belt.

R: Yo+u're right that it is no+t co+mfo+rtable here. Where we stand. It is brutal, unkind, and deadly.

R: Do+n't mistake that fo+r meaning that the alternative is any better.

R: I will live thro+ugh my fear, o+ver and o+ver and o+ver again, fo+r the fleeting mo+ments we do+ get to+ spend to+gether.

R: I wo+uld rather die than be anywhere, with anyo+ne, live anything else than this.

R: No+w sto+p asking me abo+ut the fucking caverns.

[moistvonlipwig]

3, 12, 18, and 19 for teen wolf (no worries if you want to pass on any of them)?

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you’ve seen on tumblr

oh see now this question is impossible because teen wolf fandom is capable of producing bad takes that other fandoms can only dream of. "scott helping align a dog's broken leg in his capacity as an assistant vet tech is animal abuse." "stalia is problematic because malia is 45 in coyote years." "scott violated/raped derek" (re: a scene in which scott is forced under duress to make derek bite gerard, which derek only objected to because he did not know about scott's secret plan). "stiles is the only one who ever respected derek." "scott has been narrating the entire show to make himself look better." "deaton is shady and evil." "scott abused jackson" (a real thing someone sent to my inbox). even jeff davis got in on it with "kira's story didn't have anything left to explore." however despite stiff competition i do think we have to give this award to "scott is a werewolf colonizer" because there is something so special about accusing a mexican boy of colonizing the culture of white people who are living in california. and also because it is so so funny to say.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

hm. i don't know if i like any characters who are unpopular within the fandom circles i travel in. like certainly scott is unpopular with the fandom at large, we know this, but i don't travel in those circles so. idk. i guess i think victoria argent is interesting? imo after allison she's the most compelling argent. i think killing yourself rather than becoming a werewolf shows a kind of commitment to one's ideology that automatically makes a character interesting. i don't know what the popular opinion on victoria argent is but that's my take.

18. it’s absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on…

see again i could point to fandom at large for this but frankly fandom at large sleeps on anything that isn't sterek or steter so i could say anything and it would be true. so my actual answer is that i think more people should ship theo/mason. i get why sceo is popular but i don't know why thiam is so big when...thason? meo? (personally i am voting for meo as a ship name because it looks like meow. however i am willing to be overruled.)...is right there. one of my actual most unpopular opinions is idgaf about morey because i couldn't care less about corey. i don't even know that boy's last name. he's nothing to me. but theo/mason??? both of them experimented on by the dread doctors, one of them 'evil' and the other 'good' (too 'good' to be traumatized, if you ask jeff davis, which is why you should never ask jeff davis), one of them so compassionate and caring, the other callous and lacking empathy, on opposite sides of the fight, yet both bound by the same trauma, and both deep inside wanting to help? look i'm not a big m/m shipper so i'm not gonna write the fic but SOMEONE should write the fic. is what i'm saying.

19. you’re mad/ashamed/horrified you actually kind of like…

disclaimer i am not ashamed of liking anything because, to paraphrase the great cordelia chase, shame is not something to be proud of. however i am a little mad that stiles and derek genuinely have such a fun relationship. i do actually wish they had more scenes together and i would happily watch an entire episode that was just the two of them on a buddy cop roadtrip and if people wrote more platonic fic of them with their canon personalities being forced into Situations together then i Would read it. i don't ship them because it's not my cup of tea shipping-wise and i think fanon sterek is nothing like canon sterek and is deeply uninteresting but in the year 2024 i must confess that canon stiles & derek did make some points.

[ri47]

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[10:02] <bnkrg> are you fucking shitting me [10:02] <bnkrg> are you fucking shitting me [10:03] <bnkrg> sorry , jittering [10:05] <losen> You good? [10:12] <losen> Brandt? [10:13] <tropi> lol he died [10:14] <losen> !bnkrg [10:20] <bnkrg> im alive [10:21] <tropi> yeah it sure sounds like it [10:21] <tropi> what are you on [10:21] <losen> What did you even do? [10:22] <bnkrg> you know the stuff they pjut in the , uh [10:23] <bnkrg> implant thing . cas [10:23] <losen> The CAS? The implant? [10:23] <tropi> did you actualy fucking take somaprophen [10:23] <tropi> *someprofen [10:23] <tropi> whatever [10:23] <bnkrg> no it was uh [10:24] <bnkrg> ?perinet meo [10:24] <Perinet> β-MeO-amphetamine [10:24] <losen> You invited a fucking peri servo to the subnet?? [10:24] <losen> Do you think Oro just like... doesn't check these channels???? [10:24] <tropi> i mean i dont think he does [10:24] <tropi> but for the recrod [10:24] <tropi> it wasnt me lol [10:24] <losen> ?perinet fucking idiot [10:24] <Perinet> No matches found. Please narrow terms. [10:29] <bnkrg> hey [10:29] <bnkrg> it wasn 't me either i just like being able to use the dictionary [10:29] <miaomiao> Hey I just turned on my comlink for the first time today why is Brandt talking like he just got back from his first class ever [10:29] <bnkrg> fuck you [10:30] <miaomiao> ? [10:30] <losen> He's tweaking. [10:30] <tropi> he's tweaking [10:30] <miaomiao> Oh [10:35] <bnkrg> meo [10:35] <miaomiao> Not how it's spelled [10:35] <bnkrg> ?perinet moe [10:35] <Perinet> Moebutacillin [10:36] <miaomiao> You invited a peri servo to the subnet? [10:36] <miaomiao> Brandt you know Oro literally reads these logs [10:38] <losen> I tried to tell them that. [10:38] <tropi> it wasn't me [10:38] <bnkrg> I DIDN 'T DO IT EITHE弓。一 [10:39] <tropi> lol touchscreen comlink [10:41] <miaomiao> How much did he even take [10:42] <losen> If he got it from thr medlab it couldn't be more than like [10:42] <losen> *like [10:42] <losen> Two standard doses tops. All it'll dispense at a time, so? [10:43] <tropi> specky [10:43] <losen> Literally my job cunt [10:43] <tropi> right [11:02] <tropi> hey has anyone heard from brandt [12:26] <tropi> all right

[discocholforever]

I did a lil deep dive on real-life equivalents of pyrholidon and the most popular contender was 3-meo-pcp, which is kind of the ‘adderall’ of the pcp family. It’s a dissociative with stimulating and psychedelic effects. It has a crazy amount of potential side effects that can explain… quite a lot about Harry.

Internal hallucinations. Disinhibition. Conceptual thinking. Dream potentiation. Increased music appreciation. Seizures. High blood pressure. Heart problems. AMNESIA. In low dosages it enhances your senses and motor skills. It can be used for pain relief. One of the side effects is literally existential self-realisation. And there’s so so much else it’s incredible I really recommend looking at them all!! It’s fascinating

But it’s also incredibly toxic and, drumroll please… high doses can result in psychosis and mania. So I’m thinking:

Harry took shitloads of pyrholidon during his martinaise binge and is either still coming off it in game or it permanently damaged his brain years ago

Harry has been abusing it for years and it’s the source of his voices?

Harry always had his voices but all the years of substance use and trauma have amplified them

Something else? I feel like it plays a way bigger part in who Harry is than it reveals in game but idk

Pyrholidon is probably different in some ways but similar enough, right? And similar enough that if combined with speed, which has comparable effects, it would explain a LOT about Harry. Not to mention the drinking and smoking and who knows what else

[regretevatorforrealrep]

Mark is extremely hungry while Infected cant live without his PC"UGH M4N 1 C4NT L1V3 W1TH0UT CLUB PENGU1N!!!1!!!!1!!!" Infected shouted."I cant live without food and water." Mark said."I'm so hungry i could....."Mark stares at infected and thinks that maybe he can try and eat something new! I mean he's never tried robloxian/human flesh...Mark then looks down at his handsbut.. This is wrong isn't it? He cant just simply EAT someone. It would be murder.. Right?he can't just do that.. But the taste would just be so satisfiying and good..... I mean.. Its not cannibalism if you aren't actually the same flesh as them right? He's a wood mannequin and Infected has actual flesh! It can't be that bad....... He felt like he did try it before. Besides he's STARVING right now so nobody would mind.. Right?Mark then looks back at infectedInfected looks at him too. Looking very confusedmeanwhile...Poob and Gregoriah are walking along together trying to look for anything. Poob looks to their right and spots a leftover gnarpian fruit near a broken down spaceship."Woah look! Is this edible? :D" Poob points at the fruit"Hm.. Let me see!" Gregoriah eats the fruit.Poob then spots a note near the spaceship and picks it up with the note in question being written in gnarpian. Poob does not understand the gnarpian language so Poob has no idea what it saysSure hope that fruit isn't poisonous.Back to Mannequin Mark.."I'm so hungry i could eat a horse.. Or maybe a...""W04H BUDDY I D0NT TH1NK-"Mannequin Mark grabs infected and rips out his heart and ribs, He then starts eating his intestines! From the eyeballs to the lungs, How fun!suddenly sounds come from the bushesMannequin Mark freezes and looks behind".."Mannequin Mark just stares at Unpleasant."......""Uh... YE' SAW NOTHIN!"Mannequin Mark runs away as Unpleasant looks down at Infected's mangled corpse with his organs out in the open and multiple flies circling around it."............"DR RETRO comes in with Pilby"Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meo- (Hey Mark and Infected did you get any-)"DR RETRO realizes what happened to Infected and just stares."Meow.. MEOW meow meow. (Oh.... OH my gosh.)"DR RETRO and Pilby just stare at infected's corpse in horrorMannequin Mark comes back with faint blood stains that he most likely tried to wash off and both his right arm and his stand having a missing texture image"Howdy fellas!-""Meow meow meow meow (Mark we know its you)""Oh! Welp... Gotta run!"Mannequin Mark starts running away from the other npcs"Meow.. Meow meow meow meow meow meow. (I... I cant believe he actually did that.)".."Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow.. Meow? (Did you guys find anything that isnt.. this?)" Dr RETRO asked."I found skibidi themed shoes!" Replied Unpleasant"Meow meow meow meow. Meow meow meow meow! (Yeah change of plans. we're eating Infected's corpse!)" Dr RETRO said.DR RETRO and Unpleasant then start eating Infected's corpse while Pilby watches in horrorMeanwhile..Poob finds a cigarette in the forest and gets high and passes a blunt to Gregoriah."Wow.. This blunt really gud..." Poob said."Yeah it is! I should smoke more at the silly emporium!" Gregoriah replied.Smoke comes from their location and fills the sky. There's no way they aren't attracting straights through blunts unless they have mini plot armor.Back to Infected's rotten smelly corpseDR RETRO and Unpleasant then stop eating infected after a while and drag his rotting corpse to the hideout spot"MEOW!! Meow meow meow! (GUYS!! We found food!)" Dr RETRO shouted out.The other NPCs then find Dr RETRO while holding various items ranging from poisonous to literally inedibleOh also if you have been wondering what happened to Mach then..She's deadThats itSorry Mach fans Whive got her 😔😔Ignore the canon logic being disrupted like that she's on vacationTo be continued..

now what is the meaning of this?

-mod glevil