#Decided to bundle these up due to being similar

[ask-morpho-knight]

Lumin: Heya, Morpho!^^ I've heard a lot about you from my brother!^^ I think you're really cool!^^ BTW, is it okay if I give you a hug, pls?

[the-s1lly-corner]

What its like hugging the creepypasta characters

jeff and ben and toby are the only ones written as strictly platonic but the others can be seen either or! kind of wanted to do something easy for creepypasta characters (+ masky and hoodie) since i missed writing for these bozos </3 that said requests for creepypasta are open so crp fans go ham! return to this blogs roots! rah! written more as a rating as well as how it actually feels to hug them and not really a scenario that leads to you guys hugging yk?

SLENDERMAN:

very tall and skinny, maybe even boney. im still trying to decide if slenderman/slenderbeings have internal organs/bones/ect... though i can say that slenderman is fairly cold. hes not ICE cold, but hes noticeably cooler than your average person. can adjust his height to better suit his needs, so you dont have to worry about literally climbing him like a tree if you want to give him some affection... likes wrapping some of his tentacles around you during an embrace. not bone crushing, but not... well now its hard to explain, he seems odd with affection, not too sure how long or how tight to hold you... but hes learning! 7/10 love him, my tall wife

SPLENDORMAN:

very similar to slenderman in the regard that hes also very skinny and tall, though i do think hes just a teeeeeeny tiiiiiiny warmer than his brother! not by much but its a noticeable difference! loves lightly swinging you around before tugging you close to his chest, sometimes sways a little while holding you! holds you a little tighter than slenderman does. perhaps even nests his head on top of yours when you guys hug. honestly i can see him having a habit of just picking you up and carrying you around, platonic or romantic it doesnt matter, hes going to do it unless you express that you dont like it... 8/10 due to him being a little less cold (emotionally and physically)

EYELESS JACK:

now this ones ice cold, like youre going to need to bundle up if you want to cuddle up next to him since hes going to just snatch the heat out of you in a few minutes. admin personally hcs him to be on the shorter and thicker side, so theres that at least! very soft! generally not the type to seek out affection, though, so youre going to need to step up and initiate a lot of that stuff. not that he doesnt want it, he just doesnt really think about it all that much + he may or may not fear taking a bite out of you. shrugs... though i like to think that despite that, he can give some solid hugs! 6/10

LAUGHING JACK:

very warm, always seeking attention and affection from you so hugs are not in short supply. sometimes purrs when you guys hug, and similar to splendorman hes going to swing you around a bit.. though sometimes he gets too into it or too excited and it comes off more as thrashing you around. probably when hes feeling a little sillier than usual he pokes his cone nose into your cheek (gently). wraps his arms around you, like. totally around you since his arms can stretch and they dont really have.... bones... you know? probably sometimes hugs you from behind, typically after sneaking up behind you/poofing behind you from his smoke thing 8/10, would say 10/10 but i think he might accidentally crush you to death

MASKY/TIM:

not... very.. good at hugs. at most youre going to get one of those side hugs from him, at least when hes awake. sometimes when you two cuddle and he falls asleep, hes wrapping his arms around you and locking you in to his chest. normal body heat, maybe a little above average, but nothing too insane since hes still a human... hmm... doesnt really give those two armed hugs unless hes sleeping or you were just in danger. adrenaline and fear can do a lot to someone, you know... 6.5/10 masky gets a higher score than EJ since hes warmer

as for tim, hes a little more open to giving you affection, i think! while masky only really does it when you ask, i like to think that tim might be more likely to do it unprompted! likes resting his head/chin/jaw on your shoulder or head, depends on the height difference! 7/10

HOODIE/BRIAN:

i think in general i tend to type hoodie as a touch more open/social than masky.. masky tends to be a little... eh... he expresses stuff less than hoodie, at least in my take. shrugs. i do think hoodie likes to hug you from behind when youre doing something. very tall, personally hc him to be roughly 6 feet tall. neither buff nor skinny, have some pudge. generally very comfy, plus his hoodie is sometimes nice and soft, sometimes warm if you've managed to get him to wash it! likes swaying you a little while he looks over your shoulder to see what youre doing, only occasionally letting go to sign something to you.. 8/10

brian is more or less the same, but hes verbal so his hands are staying put on you. i also think hes a little bolder and more willing to just hold you whenever, let that man be affectionate with the reader! if this is romantic he likely puts his hands on your hips.. also 8/10

TICCI TOBY:

very affection starved, i think, but he also doesnt really initiate anything due to a deep rooted fear of rejection. so youre going to need to take the lead here! skin and bones, very cold since skinny people tend to be colder (at least in my experience with hugging!). when you guys do hug he does tend to hold you a little too tight. he doesnt mean anything malicious by it, its just that hes truly not used to hugging people and also subconsciously he doesnt want the hug to end, you know? 7/10 me thinks

BEN DROWNED:

very short very cold and... damp? i personally headcannon that the most of the time hes in a digital device, but on the rare chance hes in the real world... hes very cold and as previously mentioned damp. might also have a general electric buzz about him, too. kind of like holding a cold soggy plushie straight from a washing machine. not at all pleasant but he cant help it :( 4/10 the ghost boy does not make a good hugger there isnt much else to be said

JEFF THE KILLER:

very lanky, admin also headcannons him to be very tall. like 6'2. lanky fucker. probably a "where's my hug" person but not in the gross neckbeard way and more so mocking those kinds of people because the look you give him makes him lose his shit and cackle. his jacket kind of smells, youre going to have to get him to go wash it. it doesnt smell putrid or anything but it definitely needs a wash. what being a dude on the run after committing homicide does to a mf 5/10 only because he has a weird aura

PUPPETEER:

VERY lanky and VERY cold, kind of rigid thanks to his weird puppet joints. kind of like hugging a wooden puppet. i dont think thats a pleasant thing.... hm... is usually slightly levitating off of the ground so its even harder to get a hold of him, given that hes also already really tall as is... you have to make him stop hunching over so you can actually get in there. absolutely basks in the fact that youre giving your time and energy to him, kind of gets annoying with it sometimes but thats just him being an ass. 6/10 but only because i fuck with him sometimes when i remember him

[gumbootillustrations]

dame katelyn de feu my beloved 😭😭😭

more bits under the cut!!

katelyn first shows up to phoenix drop towards the end of season one under similar circumstances to canon mcd - jeffory's about to be executed for treason, and she's desperately trying to get his name cleared before he dies. however, when it becomes clearer and clearer to her that zane's using him as a scapegoat, she decides to turn on him and side with aphmau and the phoenix alliance ahead of the battle for phoenix drop.

in ashes, ashes, jurors were originally ordained through the bestowal of relics - however, after they went missing a couple of centuries after the first war of the magi, they pretty much became just. super politically powerful guards until about twenty years before the start of ashes, ashes, when the high priest of o'khasis at the time (zane's predecessor) figured out a way to bestow the powers of the juror relics to the jurors without using the relics themselves. anyway, its blood magick and it essentially brands the jurors with a seven-pointed star on their foreheads as a mark of the ritual being completed. katelyn hates what the ritual has turned her into - even though long hair is lowkey pretty impractical in a fight, she keeps hers long so that her mark is hidden (jeffory did the same, and garroth will also grow his hair out a little to cover his mark). when she transforms, a lot of the saturation in her skin in hair is drained out due to the magick not being suuuper holy (in fact, the first casting of the ritual upset the balance of the universe so much that it woke up the primordial gods n they sicked a plague on o'khasis that garte would later blame on tu'lan biological warfare). additionally, because the magick of the ritual sort of like. blends in? with any magicks or witchcraft already present in the juror their juror form will reflect this - katelyn has fire magicks, so when she transforms, her hair turns into this sort of sickly pale blue fire. her fire is hot enough that it burns blue anyway, but yeah.

katelyn burns her juror armour the minute she can once everyone gets out of the irene dimension. for a while, she just wears whatever she can scrounge up from around phoenix drop, but when cadenza finds out about this she gives katelyn this outfit! it's definitely done out of the kindness of her heart, there definitely aren't any ulterior motives don't worry. it's a lot more of a mercenary-ish look compared to her juror armour, but katelyn likes it just fine - especially since a certain flame-haired seamstress with a winning smile made it especially for her.

a little headcanon i have about katelyn - i feel like even though she isn't great at sewing, having grown up in a minor noble house in o'khasis, i feel like she would have some skills with textiles. specifically, i feel like she'd knit and/or crochet in her down time! before everyone heads out to gal'ruk, she knits everyone some mittens/scarves/socks/etc. not sweaters, though - she's loathe to admit it, but she's a firm believer in the sweater curse. otherwise, nothing much changes except that she throws on a coat and calls it a day - i like to think that, similar to laurance, she runs a little hotter than most people due to her fire magicks sort of acting as a bit of an internal furnace, so she doesn't need to bundle up quite as much as the others.

her day-to-day outfit is pretty much her standard guard outfit without the armour. she does wear an underbust corset/belt/thing with a small pouch attached, though - its very useful for carrying around knickknacks n stuff. otherwise, there's not much else to really comment on? idk. i probably shouldve added in some scars on her arms but its 11:30 pm at the time im writing this n ive spent way too long on this dang ref sheet already so yeah.

i decided to change up her conqueror form quite a bit - the form i drew in my original lineup of the second war's divine warriors wasn't really katelyn n looking back on it i shouldve spent more time trying to get it right. anyway, katelyn's mother was from southern tu'la, and was from a merchant family with some distant blood ties to the royal family - katelyn is technically related to the king of tu'la, but the relation is so distant that she doesn't really consider him (or any of the tu'lan nobles, really) to be blood relations. it's through this lineage, though, that she's able to resonate with menphia's relic, although it definitely helps that she's the second war's incarnation of the conqueror. mostly, the design notes from her first conqueror design remain the same - all i've really done is change the colour palette.

aaaand some headshots. i haven't exactly worked out how she got her facial scars - the big one was probably gotten on her first major assignment as a juror. however, it's nasty enough that when it healed it sort of fucked up her facial muscles - the scar tissue has permanently warped the right side of her mouth into a grimace, so anytime she makes a facial expression it's pretty lopsided (it's especially noticeable when she smiles). also, i changed the titling system for the jury to be more similar to the commonwealth knighthood system? like as much as i think "lady katelyn" is sick as fuck, the fact that it's the same title used for the female spouses of lords just sorta,,, didn't sit right? i guess? so yeah. dame katelyn.

anyway, feel free to ask questions if u want! :D

[nixie-writes]

Hey! I’ve spent like an hour religiously reading your works! Could I get a Husk x fem! Cat demon! Reader who was his medic when he fought in the war, and they fell in love only for him to die- and he recognizes her after he catches her humming a song she used to sing to him? Like a heartfelt reunion? It’s super cheesy and long! Feel free to ignore!

☕️-anon

I feel so honored uwu I've had this blog running for over a year and a half so some of my work is trash but I'm glad you like it! This turned into more of a fanfic with plot points than headcanons but enjoy lol

-”da-da-da-da, mm-mm,” you hummed to yourself in the infirmary, all alone. You were waiting to treat the injured from the current war going on and were demanded to stay in your quarters. You couldn’t find anything to entertain yourself with so you decided to hum that little tune you and your boyfriend, who only went by Husk, loved to hear. 

-you were snooping through a filing cabinet, reading classified documents as you usually did, when a soldier no older than 19 burst into your office, sweating, eyes bulged. Before you could ask what was wrong two other soldiers dragged in none other than Husk who, despite bleeding heavily and leaning on one side, demanded to walk. You didn't bother closing the cabinet before rushing to see him.

-laying him down on a gurney you inspected Husk. He had a bullet wound that pierced through his liver. The liver wasn't elastic enough to handle a bullet wound. Judging by how bloodied up Husk was you guessed his liver had practically exploded from the impact.

-you began stuffing the wound with whatever gauze you could find, trying to staunch the bleeding. In the back of your head you knew it was futile but you knew you'd never be able to live with yourself if you hadn't at least tried.

-as you were rolling up another bundle of gauze to push into the wound Husk grabbed you by your arm gently, weakly. He gave you the softest, sweetest of smiles and told you bluntly, "you're too late". You were hyperventilating at this point, tears falling down your face, fighting to see clearly so you could continue to stuff the wound. You turned to face the three soldiers behind you. "The fuck are you doing standing around like a bunch of twats, do something!" But none of them moved, only grabbing their hats and placing said hats over their hearts. You turned around to continue your process and you were met with glassy eyes staring at nothing, blood still oozing lazily from his gunshot wound.

-it was after Husk's death that you left the army. You couldn't bear to watch another person die because of your incompetence. Similar to Husk who could beat anyone in a drinking contest, you became an alcoholic, trying to drink down the pain. You died at a shockingly young age due to liver failure from all your drinking.

-when you died you arrived in Hell, a pink cat demon complete with a collar. You thought it was silly but went with it. You spent about a year walking the streets, humming that little tune Husk loved so much. There's no way such a perfect being could have ended up down here but you held hope.

-late one night you were walking home from the store, humming as usual. The older demons and Hellborns came to recognize you for humming the same song. You never told them why, you just said you liked it.

-during your walk home you saw a familiar face clad in red - one of the Overlords, trying to score a deal with some poor sap. It wasn't your business and you didn't want it to be your business so you continued on, humming as per usual.

-this caught the attention of the cat demon next to the Overlord, Alastor, who ran to you. He almost crashed into you, making you drop some bananas in the process. He helped you pick everything up, and you asked him what he wanted with you.

-"that song, I've heard it before. Where did you learn it?" His eyes were round and pleading. You shrugged casually. "It's...just a song my boyfriend liked me to sing before he died." You replied. You'd never told a soul about that before. His breathing hitched. "Was he in a war?" he asked a little too hopefully. Awkwardly you nodded. Before you could ask how he knew, Alastor called out, "we're leaving Husker!" You blinked in surprise. Husker...? Husk?

-"I know it sounds crazy and it sure fucking is but, I think I'm your boyfriend who died," Husk explained quickly. You quirked an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What's one thing only my boyfriend would know?" You inquired with a crass smirk. "Uh let's see...you never liked apple pie because when your dad baked it it always came out sour, and you sometimes stole your dad's cigarettes," he replied. Holy shit, no one else knew that. "Is it really you, [Y/N]?" he inquired hopefully. You nodded your head slowly.

"It's nice to finally meet you again."

[jsagirly]

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧- 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ❥ 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 & 𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 × 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐩 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫..

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩.𝟒 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬✔︎𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲,𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠,𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐭, 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐖𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭! 𝟏.𝟑𝐤

(𝐲𝐞𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐰)

“What colors are we supposed to be getting again?”

“depends on what we decide to make.”

How was it that it was already Thursday? You really let the week slip away from you, and you had signed up for the charity event to crochet things to sell for a children’s hospital.

The only issue? Your projects were due on Friday. As in the next day, Friday. Well luckily you weren’t alone! No because you had dragged Nobara into this with you.

As friends you had a few similarities, one of those being procrastination. So here you were in Hobby Lobby searching for last minute yarn.

“Okay so it says here the only project no one signed up for yet was….”

“Hm? What is it” Nobara says leaning against the shopping cart.

“crocheted fish?.. they’re pretty small but it says 26 of them” you say looking down at your phone and the spreadsheet on it.

“oh that’s cute! Plus we can split it and make 13 each!”

“Hmm it doesn’t exactly list a color though, just says pick anything bright?”

“I call orange! I want to make a bunch of goldfish” She says excitedly.

“alright then I’ll do red!” Putting down your phone, before reaching up to the top shelf to grab the colors you’d picked out.

“It’s too high up! Hold the cart still I’m gonna use it to step up there”

“okay.. but be careful!”

You place one foot on the rim of the cart and the other on a shelf. Your fingertips graze the two bundles you need. And slowly you’re able to slip them down in your arms.

But then as you see Nobara smile and mini cheer your victory. You feel your legs get wobbly and..

“WOAH”

“Y/N?!”

You fall backwards and land straight on your ass. The two bundles land right beside you as Nobara comes to your side to check on you.

“I’m so sorry! I let go for two seconds I shouldn’t have. I'm so so sorry!” She reaches out a hand to help you up.

“oww it’s f-fine” you wince as the pain aggravates as you stand up.

“well.. now I have even more a reason to spend my afternoon sitting down and relaxing?” You say while smiling.

“mhm! I’ll help you with anything, don't worry!”

You reach your apartment and dump out all the supplies on the table. “Okay let’s get cozy we have to make 13 each after all.”

You grab a few blankets and pillows to set on the couch, before you both settle down on it. As well as popping a show onto the tv.

“sooo what’s been going on in your life, we haven’t actually talked about you in a while” Nobara says, still focused on her “project”.

“It’s been calm.. you know like I guess not boring but also not hectic ?”

“And that’s perfectly fine for me.”

“I’m just glad I got to escape the whole small town scene quickly”

“eugh me too! that whole area is a mess” she makes a disgusted face to accompany the severity of her words.

“I could not imagine even one more year with our class.” You say rolling your eyes.

“Highschool really was rough on you wasn’t it..”

you stop for a moment, looking down as your eyes soften. “I guess that’s the right word for it..it was unbearable at the least”

“I wish I could forget most of it, to be honest”

“Really? even all our senior trips!”

“yea.”

The memory resurfaces..senior trips..

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It was your first one, your class had decided to go all the way to San Diego. Sunny, lots of beaches, and gorgeous sunsets.

You hadn’t had many friends during that time, most of them had left you after a huge fight with the group.

Nobara being the exception, so when you heard she was going on the trip. You figured it wouldn’t be bad if you tagged along! So you signed up for it on the board outside the gym.

That’s when the “setup” happened. One of the guys in your class came up to you just as you were signing up. He called you cute and asked for your number.

Naivety got the better of you and gladly you handed it over like candy on halloween. You texted him everyday starting then, surprisingly you both shared a lot of the same interests and on late nights you’d stay up talking to him about everything.

You even went as far as telling Satoru about it.

“He’s really sweet! And I think we have a connection.”

He looked down at you and raises an eyebrow.

“I’m serious toru.”

“I don’t know… he has a reputation.”

“Even if I did care about that, he's different.. I could never see him doing that to me”

“Just.”

“Just what?! This is like a rare time a guy finally has interest in me, why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“Just be careful is all I’m saying.”

“whatever toru.”

You have to admit you did find it a bit strange he didn’t sit with you on the flight there. But you could understand it, he wanted to sit with his friends and you wanted to sit with Nobara. It was reasonable in your mind

The part about it that you really found weird was that he didn’t even want to hang out on the first day there?

You’d find the reason out very quickly. You and Nobara had just spent your whole first day lounging and relaxing on the beach.

But as the sun set over the beach all was calm. The only sounds in the air was the loud crashing of waves against the sand, each one pushing and pulling. The other sound? Your quiet sobbing.

You pulled your legs in towards your core as you just sobbed and sobbed and sobbed into your knees.

You’d waited till Nobara went back to the hotel, making the excuse that you just wanted to absorb the view a bit longer. Then you just sat there by the sea and cried. That’s when he found you.

“Are you okay?..”

Only the voice of one guy, Gojo Satoru. Stood over you as you sniffled and tried to gain enough composure to talk.

“It was all *hic* a fucking *hic* setup” You tried to croak out while you wiped the tears off your puffy cheeks.

You hear him sigh before he sits down next to you. “I’m not gonna say I told you so right now. Only because I’m more angry at that asshole”

“It wasn’t even *hic* all him it was my stupid friends they told him to do everything” You said, now just peeking your eyes over your knees to look at the ocean .

“They told him everything I liked and what I wanted to hear, they knew it all and they used it against me.”

“I’m so stupid, why, how could I fall for this. I should’ve known it was too good to be true” ducking your head back down”

“Hey no stop, look at me.“

He says before lifting your head up by your chin. “Your not stupid for that you’re so much more than that”

“Those fucking weirdos are stupid for messing with your life like that.”

He sighs “any guy would be lucky to end up with a girl like you. I could list a million reasons why”

“You don’t mean that.” you say gently shifting your head down again.

“No. I’m serious” he says while looking out.

“well..” you shift to look toward him.

“thanks”.

——————————————————

“whaaat?! How come you’ve never told me about that!” She says with a frown.

“I don’t know, I just didn’t want to involve you with them”

“that was sweet of Satoru though. Didn’t know you guys were that close, I mean yea he did apply for the same college and moved here with you but like woah”

“Yea I met him junior year, he’s practically been with me through everything”

“all that time?! How have you not fallen in love with him yet?”

You hesitate before saying “I don’t— I don’t know”

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧.

[honey-minded-hivemind]

For the Mutant! Mutants AU, otherwise known as the If The X-Men were Mutants like from TMNT, Logan would be a feral fluffy dad.

He would likely have been an experiment by evil scientists/aliens/villains, thus leading to him becoming a mutant wolverine. He'd end up leaving via bloodbath, and winds up saving the mutant babies/toddlers, who he ends up raising as his own.

Has to learn a few things by trial and error, others by reading abandoned library books, and sometimes adjusting his plans to better fit the kids. He has four baby mutants who depend on him, so he isn't about to lose at anything, ever. Some of them are easier to take care of, due to being mammalian like him, such as Kitten! Mutant Kitty and Demon/Angel! Mutant Kurt. Then he has his kids with special needs, such as Jellyfish! Mutant Rogue, and Python/Anaconda! Mutant Reader.

This guy spends hours fixing up the group nest (once he's found their version of The Lair), acquiring food, water, and basic necessities, scouting the area to make sure it's free of intruders, and hunting down anything that threatens their safety. Goes into full feral dad mode if someone discovers his kids and then tries to hurt them. That person is swiftly dealt with, and never heard from again.

During Winter, due to Python/Anaconda! Mutant Reader being cold-blooded, the group stays in one room, bundled into a nest, and go into something similar to hibernation. Logan keeps the room insulated, and once he's sure they're sealed up for the Winter, he's curled around his kids, keeping them pressed against him and his warmth. Anyone tries to leave the nest and they're met with a warning growl, then a soft lick/kiss when they settle back down.

If his kids ever have to get shots, he is with them, and almost crying. He hates shots, he hates doctors, and he knows his kids need medicine and vaccines but he hates it when they cry or get hurt. Will give them a sweet afterward. Any malevolent doctors or scientists who try to hurt his kids will be met with a claw to the gut or face. He doesn't mess around with his kids safety.

Tries to tone down his more feral instincts, but any sign of danger or of the colder seasons and they come back with a vengeance. Doesn't turn against his kids in that state, only acts like an overbearing, cuddly parent.

(Kids get some of their attitude from him. They copied some of his movements, and he decided screw it, he's teaching then to defend themselves. Proud dad energy, proud dad guy all around. Loves his kids, would fight a god behind a 7/11 for them, might have, actually...)

[alexandraisyes]

*skitters in in need of nice and funky things* HOKAY. SHIPS. I am honestly open to nearly all ships due to the fact my aro-ace ass simply doesn't require them to live BUT I do have few that either sparks my interest or i think they work pretty well :3 I also go by the logic they are robots and relationships cannot be really compared to humans. Earth x Eclipse - I don't what it is with Earth cracking the harshest personalities but my god, Eclipse v4 warming up to her to the point of tolerating was a feat and sparks immense joy. Allowing Earth to hug him and hang out? Chat? Feel loved? Absolutely precious. Earth respects his boundaries and at the same time Eclipse appreciates her embracing his persona. It's just such a good premise for a slightly odd but good couple. I love it. Sun x Eclipse (many versions) - Canon divergence with Sun and Eclipse working it out? YES. Solar and his original Sun? My god please yes. Oh, what's his? Lord Eclipse and his Servant Sun? Mhm mhm yes. Excellent. So many potentials. So many ways to roll with the ship. Can be loving or spicy or unhealthy. So many choices. Nexus x Solar - do I even have to explain. I think many feels similar about this one. Nexus as new moon found his Sun, even if that Sun is eclipsed. Solar desperately needed someone to love and appreciate him. I am both friend shipping them and shipping, both works for me beautifully.

Sun x Moon - ho boi a controversial one but hey, what is the multiverse for if not ship anything you want (especially since it was even confirmed in canon that romantic DCAs are as normal and common as brotherly bonds or coworkers or absolutely hating each other). They are AIs inhibiting robotic bodies. They are synthetic beings and their understanding of bonds are different than the ones of a biological critters. They are a bundle of codes that try to understand the convoluted partnerships and roles among each other. Protective Moon and caring Sun may decide their bond is on the romantic spectrum. Cos who knows Sun better than their Moon? What is Moon without their Sun? :) Those would be the ones that stick to my brain. Thank you for making the small sharing time! I hope you have a lovely day/evening :) Cheers!

Hiii Wonszu!!! (Waving at u from my enclosure!!!)

I think that Eclipse deserves something nice. And maybe Earth could be that something nice, in the right circumstances.

They're literally my first ship (just normal SunChips) in this fandom and ough. Ough. I literally never even considered the idea of shipping the sillies until I found out that this fandom has a fucking ao3 tag. I was still mostly in the UTMV fandom when I started watching TSAMS, and my poor fandom then was burning while I was slowly jumping ship.

I think they're sweet. I don't see them as romantic myself, but I support those who do. They remind me of the relationship my brother had with his best friend.

I think the fandom is slowly getting over their whole general "every sun and moon HAS to be related and platonic" since we have people hardcore shipping Helios (dark sun) and Nexus. Not to mention the AU Sun and Moon in DoctorF's fic, Sunlo and Moonlit. They're cute. I don't see why we can't have TSAMS AUs where the dynamics are different when it's generally acceptable to ship SolarMoon as an AU. Idk maybe I'm biased, I've been shipping Sun and Moon (in general) since like immediately when Security Breach came out. I took one look at them and went "oh yes they are so fucking gay". And jadkl;fsjads it was such a lonely time when I didn't know anyone else who shipped them.

As I've already said before, I see TSAMS as just one DCA au amongst many DCA aus. Do whatever the fuck you want bro.

Ask Game - Send Me Ship Headcanons (TSBS)

[linuxgamenews]

Slay the Princess adventure is due to debut next month

Slay the Princess horror visual novel game has a release date for Linux, Steam Deck, Mac, and Windows PC. Thanks to Black Tabby Games for their amazing work and dedication. Due to make its way onto Steam and GOG. Slay the Princess is due to launch on Friday, October 20, 2023. Available on platforms like Linux, Mac, and Windows PC, and the Steam Deck. Plus, if you're already a fan of Black Tabby Games’ Scarlet Hollow, there will be a bundled discount. Offering a great deal for avid players. What's Slay the Princess all about? Well, step into a thrilling horror visual novel adventure where every choice matters. You start outside of a cabin, repeatedly. Each time you face a similar situation but with unexpected twists. You're handed a blade, with a choice to go into the cabin or simply walk away. Your main mission revolves around the princess, voiced by Nichole Goodnight. However, each time you encounter her, something seems... different. So it's up to you to piece together the mystery. Rest assured, it won’t be easy. Jonathan Sims, known from "The Magnus Archives," lends his voice to the elusive narrator. He also adds layers of suspense and intrigue, but it's clear he's not revealing everything. As a Slay the Princess player, you'll need to sift through the clues. Due to face the hauntingly beautiful hand penciled visuals crafted by Abby Howard. While you embark on a journey that will keep you sharp.

Slay the Princess Release Date Trailer

It's more than just a typical adventure, though. Slay the Princess offers multiple endings and paths, making every play unique. The story can warp and bend, depending on your choices. And here's where it gets good: the princess might not be who she appears to be. Is she a threat, or is she being framed? The story constantly keeps you guessing. While it's tempting to think of Slay the Princess as just a horror visual novel game. It also blends elements of comedy, unpredictability, and meta-storytelling. You're not just following a storyline; you're shaping it. It's an deep experience that challenges your understanding of storytelling. A few key points to remember:

The Slay the Princess artwork is one of a kind. Abby Howard's traditional pencil and paper style stands out and elevates the whole experience.

Expect the unexpected. The story might feel like it's looping, but each iteration brings new challenges.

Don’t get too attached or trust anyone too quickly, especially not the princess.

One word of caution: while it might sound fun to romance the princess, it's probably not the best idea. You can try out the Demo available on Steam and GOG. In essence, Slay the Princess promises an experience that's both challenging and entertaining. It's designed to be more than just a simple play through. It invites players to think, decide, and live with the outcomes of their actions. The release date also includes support for Linux, Steam Deck, Mac, and Windows PC. Due to make its way onto Steam and GOG, October 20th. Priced at $17.99 USD / 14.99 GBP / 17.99 EUR with a 10% launch discount. And a bundled discount with the Early Access title Scarlet Hollow.

[ffxivthemiszine]

✨ INTEREST CHECK Q/A (Part I)

In this post, we'll be answering questions we've received from the Interest Check! We've been answering these questions on X/Twitter in a thread, but due to the format of Tumblr, we'll be "chunking" these Q/As by parts throughout the interest check period ☺️

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Q: Will there be a minimum skill level required for artists? A: Not necessarily, since skill level is hard to measure. We will require artists to have an understanding of fundamentals: figures, backgrounds, color, etc. More info will be released closer to contributor apps ☺️

Q: Will I be able to buy individual merch instead of a whole bundle? A: Individual merch will only be available during leftover sales 🙇‍♀️ Zines do this to help relieve the burden on our shipping mod, and we will be following the same practice.

Q: My concern is communication in zines A: We hear you! Our mods were in zines where communication struggled. Each mod agrees to a code of conduct, which includes taking communication seriously. @tidunazine is an eg with a similar team and how we plan on posting regular updates!

Q: For writers, can we write about Convocation members that haven't been shown on screen? A: Yes, but they need to be minor characters, referred by their title, and/or brief points to the plot. We'd like to keep consistent with the game's lore 🙏 (Sidequest characters are okay!)

Q: Will the ratio for page artists:writers be decided after interest check, or is there a ballpark range already? A: The ratio will be finalized after the interest check, but currently we're looking at ~20-25 page artists and ~6-8 writers. Please note this is subject to change.

Q: Will the YCH WoL/Themis merch be shippy or more gen/platonic? A: A great question! The mods are still discussing this, but there's a high chance for gen/platonic, or a design that can be seen as both gen/platonic and shippy, depending on interpretation.

Q: Is there a plan to minimize schedule disruptions/delays if mod(s) cannot carry out responsibilities? A: The short answer is yes. Our mod team has members who can cover each other if one needs to take time off; if a role cannot be covered, we will find an immediate replacement.

The long answer is also yes. Our current mod team is formed through a group of trusted friends who've been through good and bad zine experiences alike - some who were mods and others as contributors. We recognize that unavoidable life things can happen, and for that reason, opted to have two art/production mods and two writing mods, with other current individuals being multi-versatile to cover for other roles if need be, such as graphics or design. As aforementioned, this is to help cover each other if something happens to one or the other. For roles that cannot have two people cover, such as finance and shipping, the team intends to find a replacement ASAP in the event that that role cannot be fulfilled.

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This wraps it up for Part I of the Q/A! We'll post a Part II once we've gathered more questions from the Interest Check.

If you haven't filled out the Interest check, please do so to help the Convocation (mod team) know how far we can take this project 🫶

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[ultimateplaylistmaker]

It's a matter of expectations and consent, the difference of where the line is drawn is similar to how someone reacts to being seen in their underwear vs being seen in a bathing suit.

Sure it's a part of the Danganronpa brand to have gore, but people playing the game are going in expecting the gore and have time to prepare for the worst of it. On the other hand people are just scrolling and reading through a tumblr feed, everything they see is at random so that more explicit stuff can come without warning. Plus not everyone that can come across the post is familiar with Danganronpa so to them their just seeing a random boy getting his legs crushed.

(I'm doing my best to be neutral, it's just that trigger warnings on the internet are generally good practice since quite literally anyone can see it and it's not a random persons fault that their algorithm showed them something that they wouldn't actually be able to handle)

True, you have a point, but my point remains that if you follow a danganronpa blog, the expectation that violence or gore can end up on your dash should be bundled into the experience of following a danganronpa blog so finding a line between canon typical violence, which can get pretty extreme just look at komaedas death, and something that should be tagged due to being exceptionally violent is near impossible.

Along with the fact that if someone finds the post who isnt familiar to danganronpa, there isn't really much difference between seeing some random anime character getting crushed by a hydraulic press and seeing that same random anime character getting their legs crushed. The correct choice to someone stumbling upon a blog they do not follow that disturbs them because tumblr decided to show them the blog is to block them.

I will admit I am also somewhat desensitized to this kind of content, which makes the lines even blurrier for me. So that's why I keep asking where the line is, where does canon typical levels of violence stop and torture begin in a series famous for its torturous deaths? It feels like a fools errand because what im being asked to tag, feels less extreme then what happens at some points in canon.

[tdoong15]

Little!JenLisa Toddler!Nayeon

Warnings: None

The girls

Today was the day that Blackpink was meeting up with Twice since they haven't seen each other in real life for a while now due to their tours. But thankfully they can now because they were both on break from their busy touring schedule.

Currently in Twice's dorm all of the girls got ready quickly so they weren't getting ready at the very last minute for Blackpink. Well all except Nayeon, poor Mina was having to deal with the restless and regressed girl. "Nayeon, please calm down. You don't want to not be able to hang out with Jennie, do you?" Mina asked while she was trying to put on Nayeon's shirt. When Nayeon heard Mina's words she immediately stopped her movements and she gasped loudly. "No way I wanna see Nini today" Nayeon said in confidence and she decided to let Mina get her ready for the day without any fuss.

Something similar could be said for what was happening in Blackpink's dorm, Jennie was making Jisoo's life very easy as she was very relaxed but that was only because she woke up a few minutes ago but Jisoo wasn't complaining about it. On the other hand, Rosé was having to chase after an excited Lisa. "Lisaaaa, get back here or else we can't see Twice today" Rosé explained through heavy breaths. "Hmm... Fine mama but I see them now" Lisa waddled back to where Rosé stood, she was then calm throughout the changing process but she immediately got back to being a massive bundle of pure energy.

Back at Twice's dorm, Nayeon was staring at the door intensely, it was as if she was having a staring contest with the door. "When's Nini coming over?" Nayeon asked as she was starting to become impatient despite her only waiting five minutes. "I don't know Nayeon they said soon. Also you're probably going to have to play with Lisa too since both her and Jennie are feeling little today" Jihyo pre warned Nayeon about the second thing she said so Nayeon wouldn't be worried or confused about why Lisa was wanting to play with them. But as if on queue there was a knock on the door.

Jihyo opened the door and there stood Jisoo with a peaceful Jennie in her arms and Rosé who was struggling to keep Lisa in her arms since the girl was moving a lot. "Come in guys it's been so long since we caught up." Jihyo welcomed them inside and Rosé immediately placed Lisa down, who ran all over the house until she dived onto the couch where Nayeon sat. This was different to Jennie who only tried to wriggle out of Jisoo's hold when she saw Nayeon, Jisoo obviously allowed her to be with Nayeon.

So while Rosé, Jisoo and Jihyo talked to each other, Nayeon, Jennie and Lisa watched The Grinch together since Christmas was nearing and they were in a festive mood. "Whatchu wearing on your head Nay?" Lisa questions Nayeon and she pointed at Nayeon's hat. "Lili it's a bunny hat" Jennie says before she goes back to watching the movie, Nayeon nodded her head in agreement. "Yep it's my bunny hat, I put it on today because I was told that I look cute" Nayeon grinned when she told Jennie and Lisa about her hat. "Woah I have one in bwack." Lisa giggles softly when she finds out that she has something similar to Nayeon.

Once the movie ended, the three girls decided to have a really intense drawing competition, it didn't have a set topic to draw about so it was free for all. Nayeon decided to draw her dog Kookeu because she loved him a lot, Jennie was about half way through drawing her dog Kuma when she decided to have a power nap since she did already draw her other dog Kai. Meanwhile Lisa didn't actually decide to draw all of her pets, she actually decided to draw a fairy but it kinda looked like a weird butterfly. When they had all finished they were thinking about who should judge them "What if Rosie and Chaengie pick as they awe awtists" Jennie suggested and Nayeon and Lisa both agreed with Jennie's idea.

With that in mind, the trio went on a hunt for Chaeyoung and Rosé so they could pick the rightful winner. When they were both found they were brought to Nayeon's room so the decision could happen. "Oh wow they all look so special and unique" Chaeyoung says when she looks at the three pieces of art that were shoved in her face. "Yeah I think we need to decide who we think should win" Rosé nods her head in agreement of Chaeyoung, they both then whispered to each other about what they should do.

After a lot of deliberation they decided on a winner. "Alright we think that all of your drawings are amazing so don't be upset at the result. But we think that Jennie wins because she drew two things instead of one." Chaeyoung explains, she waited for the yelling and crying but she was only met with happy cheers coming from all three of them but mainly Jennie because she won.

When Jennie was declared the winner Lisa and Nayeon shoved Chaeyoung and Rosé out of the room and they decided to have a mini celebration for Jennie winning the drawing competition since it was only fair for the winner to get something other than a simple pat on the back. And for the rest of their time together they had lots of fun playing games or watching shows together.

Hello I hope you guys have an amazing morning, noon or night whenever you're reading this. I'm also sorry for not posting if I'm honest I have been meaning to post this for a few days now but I completely forgot and it obviously wasn't until today that I decided to fully remember and write this.

[frayedblorbos]

Abandoned Act 1 Chapter 1 Draft

Fog drifted between the trees, creeping along the mossy, earthen forest floor. The tendrils hugging tree trunks and brush like reaching arms. The Lost Woods were silent.

Silent except for the quiet whimpering of a babe, squirming in it’s bundle of blankets from where it was tucked safely away within the cavernous roots of a warped tree.

The Forest was old, very old. It had been around for a very long time, though was not the original Lost Woods, where the legendary Deku Tree resided. The mortals of this land had merely given the Forest that name due to the similarities it held to that fabled Woods. No, the Lost Woods, the *original* Lost Woods, were still located on an island out on the Great Sea. Although, Hero of the Winds had brought a Deku seed and a handful of forest spirits with him upon the relocation to these lands, and they now lived within the centre of the Forest.

The Forest had decided to take in these spirts. It had been so long since such sprites had resided within its branches. The Forest did have sprites of its own, but its children were old and without form - now mere wisps. It had been many years since then, and the Deku Tree’s sprites had settled in well with the Forest’s own. The Forest would protect what resided within itself.

Over the years, many a foolish mortal had wandered inside the Forest’s branches. Some, the Forest gently deposited back out; mostly children and the pure-hearted. Some, however, the Forest would swallow, and they would never see the light of day again.

The Forest would prevent harm to those it had decided to protect.

The great Evil was retuning to the realm. The Forest could sense as much. Within recent cycles of the Moon, the Forest had felt sickly. Evil was returning, indeed.

So when a young mortal woman, a child of the desert, had come fleeing into the Forest’s branches, babe in her arms, pursued by the puppets of evil - the Forest had done nothing. The Forest allowed the desert child to run through it’s fog, and watched. The woman cried and ran, trusting the babe to be safe within the roots of the Forest. And so the Forest had decided. It subtly guided the desert child to the River, which cradled her broken and bleeding body, carrying what was left of her gently downstream.

The Forest looked upon the whimpering bundle curiously. There were higher powers, higher beings, at work here.

The Forest curled a playful tendril of fog towards the baby, who quietened and stared at it with curious big eyes before trying to grab at it, mumbling slightly with excited and even wider eyes when it’s tiny hand went straight through the pearly substance.

The Forest would take in this blue-eyed babe.

It murmured to the sprites that resided within it’s heart, telling it’s children to guide the way to the mortal child.

The whisps popped into being, flickering like little blue flames. One appeared above the babe and bobbed playfully around it’s grasp as it giggled and stared in wonder. The whisp’s flickering blue was reflected in the child’s wide eyes.

The Forest urged the spirits to haste, for of the puppets of Evil that had chased the desert child some still wandered through the fog.

Two brave little wood sprites were the ones to join their ghostly companion on the venture, following the trail of whisps out of the Forest’s heart and towards the mortal child it had decided to safeguard. The whisps would pop out of existence and disappear completely, or perhaps reappear further up the trail, as the little group would follow.

“Kiki is wondering how Mister Wolf is solid,” a tiny Korok with a hand-shaped-leaf chittered.

“Deedee knows that Kiki is forgetful, but Deedee did not think that Kiki was silly,” a Korok with a heart-shaped-leaf chittered back.

Kiki let out a petulant huff, shaking a twig in their tiny grasp, but before the little Koroks could start bickering, the wolf grumbled, effectively shutting the sprites up.

The Forest harboured many spirits, ghosts among them. A pack of ghostly wolves lurked the forest - truly no harm to anyone; the Forest had welcomed the souls of the poor creatures into it’s fog as the pack was chased into the woods by farmers armed with torches and pitchforks. There were also the ghosts of long dead mortals, mostly innocents that could not pass on and the Forest had decided to safeguard until they faded away - some stayed as fuzzy echoes of who they once were while others took different forms.

Neither of the little Koroks knew whether Mister Wolf was a mortal ghost with wolven form, or the ghost of one of those poor creatures. They were okay with not knowing, albeit curious as to why this particular spirit was special.

*Mister Wolf* padded dutifully along, understanding the Forest’s intent to preserve the babe’s life. Following the trail of whisps was efficient, and the bundled baby was found in no time. While the Koroks immediately began to chitter away about how cute and strangely fleshy the mortal child was, Wolf snuffled the babe’s cheek, chuffing as the blue-eyed bundle squealed and giggled. Wolf continued to nose the child, sniffing, and playfully licking the baby, putting up with it’s grabby hands that manhandled it’s face and pulled at it’s ears.

“Kiki and Pip have the bag!” Kiki chimed, hopping back onto Wolf’s back, Pip helping pull the satchel in tow.

Wolf snorted in affirmation, making sure that the babe was properly bundled before using it’s maw to gently grab the blankets and carry the squirming bundle.

Mission nearly complete, the spirits began the short journey back to the heart of the Forest, following the whisps that guided them. Instead of popping out of existence, some of the whisps would decide to stay, drifting around the small party, and bobbing in and out of reach of the child’s tiny hands.

The babe no longer whimpered or cried and squirmed. Instead it giggled and babbled curiously and the whisps played with it and it swung happily in the wolf’s grip.

The Forest’s trees rustled happily. It had not been graced with such happy sounds from a mortal in many Moons.

The Forest’s heart was the safest place within itself, much like the Deku Tree’s domain. The trees grew healthier and taller, a small stream that had broken away from the River flowed through the clearing. The boy would be well taken care of, safe, within the Forest.

[will-you-pick-me]

(happy 2 provide interaction by sending asks :) i dont do it often enough but im rlly intrigued and it is. 3:39 am and we r both awake lol) Ulrich begrudgingly getting a little shelf for display would actually save me because I dont really snuggle my lil guys (i toss and turn and get WAY too warm if they are in my tiny twin sized bed with me) so like <3 <3 thank u king ur saving us both oohh, if they had to pick something to fight with, be it physical or intangible, what would they pick?

3:42 here as I recieved this lmao, so we must be in similar timezones! Don't worry though, I did have a little nap and just woke up a little bit before midnight. I'm also eating right now too, so nobody yell!

We stan our emotionally constipated king tbh <3 But he still needs laxatives injected directly into his heart istg---

Mikey fights pretty regularly, actually, due to him really putting the "crimes" part in "be gay do crimes", and his "little helper" that's been referenced before in a blurb is a steel bat with nails driven into it. He can still handle a gun pretty competently if he needs to, though, but he just prefers the more visceral feeling of wielding the bat.

Ulrich, despite working out, prefers to not get into fights himself - why bother when he can pay someone else to do it for him? But, on the off chance that a fight is imminent and he doesn't have the time to call a lackey to come handle it for him, then, well - you know what they say, the pen is mightier than the sword. And he'll make good on that, jabbing it's sharp metal end into necks and eyes and anything else he can reach, gouging deep tears until either backup arrives or his enemy decides it's not actually worth it.

Zach doesn't like fighting. They hate being reminded of how squishy and delicate you humans are, how finite mortality is. But to protect you... They'll fight, if they have to. Burn them from the inside out with divine fire, as they hold you close and shield your eyes so you don't go blind. They'll apologize profusely, horrified that you had to witness that in any way shape or form, and they're taking you back to their place immediately to bundle you in blankets and brew you some tea, putting you first even though there's a deep discomfort crawling in their bones at what they just did.

Jessica, despite the traditional femininity she's thrown herself into, didn't disavow everything she grew up with, being raised as a boy. She still has a respectable gun cabinet, a few pistols and a couple rifles and shotguns locked up with their safety's on and fully unloaded - she's responsible. But this means that if she's killing someone with those, she's thought it through first, and still decided it was worth it.

Jack is an animal - sometimes more so than he is human. In the heat of the moment, his teeth and his claws are all that he needs, easily ripping out a jugular with either. Premeditated, though, he'll hunt and herd his target into traps in the woods, causing them fear and torment before he eventually rips into them.

Narrator isn't the biggest fan of fighting, either, but unlike Zach, he'll have no post-adrenaline-rush guilt over protecting you. Ultimately, you're the most important thing in his existence, and if you weren't here, then it wouldn't be an existence worth living. That being said, he'll beat someone down with his bare fists and nothing else if he has to, but he's also capable of getting creative with it - the leg of a chair can be a club, a small table a shield, a cup can be shattered into shards that stab and cut. When it's you, he's willing to do whatever it takes.

[seeklovenet]

Obtain Pof Free Dating App For Android Free 4 80Zero1502822

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There is a set of icebreakers that assist to start a dialog. The application lets you search for new acquaintances each nearby and around the globe. It is possible to view the profiles of other customers and tick those that you want. POF Free Dating App is a free social courting app that permits you to find your subsequent companion based on shared interests. As far as software is worried, it is protected to download and install POF with out fear of malware or adware. As for use of the service, users ought to keep in mind that it’s by no means a good idea to share private or detailed data with customers they don’t absolutely trust.

All that's required of users is they log in on-line. This courting site is aware of how necessary similarities are in a relationship. You also can put your hobbies and different pursuits to proper away start a connection with someone. The options make it 2.7x more potential so that you can slide in someone’s DMs. If you suppose you would possibly be, don’t spend your days lonely. Hurl yourself in the ocean and mingle with other sea creatures!

Unlock Extended Profiles

It is feasible to share GPS navigation knowledge in real-time mode. POF is an Android application that permits singles to search for their soulmates, new associates, and like-minded people. It is the official cell shopper of a broadly known net useful resource.

Choose between 3, 6, and 12-month lengthy subscriptions if you'll like features than the POF free trial doesn’t have. You can also unlock extra perks like ad-block and profile statistics. It can additionally be essential to fill out a fairly extensive questionnaire.

Bluesky Social

BlockedIt’s extremely possible this software program program is malicious or contains unwanted bundled software. The app is a social network that brings together Filipinos from all over the world right into a single group. They can discover associates and talk in voice chats. If you need assistance starting conversations, you can use the “Spark” characteristic. This will let you quote any a part of a person’s profile that piqued your interest and use that to get the dialog going.

POF is a free courting service and utility that matches users up with potential mates and helps them meet new and thrilling folks. Users can use the service via an application on their smartphone, cellular device or desktop computer. By organising a profile and together with information about yourself pof new account, together with likes and hobbies, POF finds others users near you who are on the lookout for the same. This cellular software is a social network where users can talk in text chats and share geolocation. This app also allows you to meet new singles in your space.

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This courting app additionally permits you to see who voted "Yes" on your profile, making it simple to discover out who's interested in you. Users should be cautious of faux profiles, as many users have reported scams and catfish. Some customers additionally complained in regards to the algorithms being way off with the preferences the consumer inputs.

You need to point gender, age, the purpose of acquaintance, preferences, in addition to the sector of your exercise. In addition, you must specify the presence of youngsters, marital status, and hobbies. Based on our scan system, we've determined that these flags are prone to be actual positives. It means a benign program is wrongfully flagged as malicious because of an overly broad detection signature or algorithm utilized in an antivirus program. Based on our scan system, we now have decided that these flags are presumably false positives. Due to its popularity as a courting service, it's constantly receiving updates and maintenance to repair bug points and improve its total performance and intuitiveness.

What’s New In The Last Version Of Pof Free Relationship App?

There is a separate tab in which you'll see profiles of liked users. The software sends notifications about new messages in chats. The software is a mobile consumer of a well-known international relationship service. With this official utility, singles can find new friends, partners, or soulmates.

CleanIt’s extraordinarily probably that this software program is clean. Laws regarding the utilization of this software program range from nation to country. We don't encourage or condone the utilization of this program if it is in violation of those laws.

Matches will first be narrowed down by proximity to customers, adopted by likes and pursuits. Yes, POF requires account creation so as to use its service. This acts to somewhat confirm customers and offers POF with contact information ought to they want to contact users. Learn extra about somebody by buying a subscription.

It’s no wonder why over 17 million conversations occur every day on this app. Also your block function is ineffective if the individual you block can still view your profile. I moved and had a user blocked and simply received a notice that she ‘liked’ me. POF Free Dating App presents unique icebreakers to engage users in conversations, making it less awkward and extra exciting for the pair.

Whether you’re into spicy courting games, stay streaming, or sending a good-old-fashioned DM, we’ve received lots of options to make finding your particular person really enjoyable. We’d like to spotlight that from time to time, we might miss a potentially malicious software program program. THAT goes against MY community standards of bullying and harassment.

[stargazer-balladeer]

S/o’s birthday but locks themselves in their rooms because they don’t feel special [Genshin Impact]

Characters Included: Aether, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya & Venti.

Notes: Ayeeee! Since it’s my birthday today, why not make this? :))) I actually got carried away 🥲 this is around 3.5k words in total. Hope ya’ll like this!

Reader’s Gender: Neutral (tho i think there’s a slight implied female hehe…)

Warning: probably some swear words here and there knowing me- and mild suggestive themes in kaeya’s part 

[albedo, scaramouche, xiao]

Aether remembers your birthday more than he knows his- like srsly, he’s the kind that remembers his s/o’s bday more than his. He’s also the kind that celebrates it privately unless you want to celebrate it with others, which he doesn’t mind. He might have a hard time deciding what kind of gift you want, but sooner or later, he already has one (or multiples bc he can’t decide-). 

Imagine his confusion when your day finally arrives but he can’t find you anywhere, even Paimon, who was excited to celebrate your bday (“oohh~ I can’t wait to eat the cake!” - Paimon), seems confused. Probably the culprit in planting worry in the travellers head as she jumps to conclusion that you might’ve been kidnapped. 

Luckily, he checked your house before he could report it to the knights of Favonius or the Qixing (like any normal person should do really-). When he received no reply, he takes out the spare key you gave him and entered your house, an invasion of privacy he knows but it's an emergency- 

Knowing that you’re in your room when he can’t find you downstairs, he knocks on your bedroom door softly while calling your name. Imagine his (and Paimon’s) relief when the door cracked open. Immediately engulfing you into a hug, he lets out a sigh of relief. He then proceeds to ask you what you were doing inside your room when it’s your birthday. His heart literally broke when you stated your reason. Tightening his hold around your figure, he smiles bitterly, knowing that feeling all too well..

“That’s not true. None of that stuff is true. Everyone deserves to feel special on their birthday, most especially you. We’ve brought some food, and cake of course. Also some gifts from other people. If you want, do you want to celebrate it with just the two, or rather three, of us?”

You, who was a literal angel in his eyes deserve the world. He honestly wants to find whoever put that idea in your head but that was reserved for another moment. For now, his main priority is your happiness. Guiding you downstairs where Paimon was (she left when aether hugged you, knowing you two needed privacy. also the cAKE-), he watches as your eyes sparkle at the sight of the cake. 

Grinning softly he made sure you had fun with your birthday. Even though it would be more fun with more people, it feels more special if it’s celebrated with just the two of you. Staring you with pure adoration as you laughed merrily at the sight of Paimon stuffing herself with food. He couldn’t help himself but lean forward to place a kiss on your forehead and then on your lips, leaning back with a smile on his face. 

“Happy birthday, my love. May many more to come. Maybe next time, we can invite other people. Though I don’t mind if we’ll celebrate it with just the two of us only-” And Paimon! Don’t forget about Paimon!” “Yes yes. And Paimon.”

Similar to Aether, he would most definitely remember your birthday. After all, it holds a special place in his heart, alongside his family. And since this boi is rich af, he would most definitely try to spoil you on your birthday. Piles of expensive (or just cheap yet meaningful) gifts, reservation to a high-class restaurant in Liyue Harbor, and all that glamour. 

Actually, he didn’t find it odd that he didn’t see you immediately, thinking that you overslept or just relaxing in your house. But he soon finds it weird when it’s already around 3 in the afternoon and no sign of your face in the crowd, something he raised a brow at but shrugged it off. It isn’t until it’s almost the time of the reservation he made when he finally realized what’s going on. 

When he arrived at your house, dressed in a suit similar to Zhongli except it’s entirely black and white, waiting for you to come out. After a couple of minutes, he soon got concerned and decided to enter your bedroom through the window (pls do not do this at home). Startled at the sudden appearance of your handsome yet cheeky boyfriend, he stares at you with eyes asking the questions he didn’t dare to tell. 

Knowing he will get his answer one way or another, you decided to tell him about your dilemma. After you finished explaining yourself, silence surrounds you, which is quite worrisome since your boyfriend is known for his rather talkative behavior. Blinking in surprise at the sudden embrace of the 11th Harbinger, his hug was rather tight but not too tight that it cuts your oxygen. Speaking in a low, faint voice, a surprising feat for him, you can make out what he said as clear as day. 

“I’m sorry. I should’ve noticed it sooner. I was trying to be a perfect boyfriend for you but I guess I failed in that aspect. You know, if you feel like you aren’t special enough to celebrate your birthday, then what about me? Me who stained his hands with the red blood of his enemies, always engaging in a fight, clashing with other blades. Insecurity is really an asshole huh? Let me make it up to you now. Let’s not anymore go to that stupid high-class restaurant, c’mon, up you go. You better dressed comfortably when I come back or else…”

Leaving you quickly before coming back immediately, this time in more comfortable clothing rather than the stiff suit he wore earlier. This time as well, he entered your house normally through the door. In his arms, he was holding a bunch of stuff and proceeded to dump it on the living room table. It was different kinds of movies in different genres, you spotted some of your favorite movies in them (makes you also wonder where he got these from since you don’t remember seeing these in the room he stays-).

He would suggest making a pillow fort, and while making the pillow fort, he proceeded to smack you with one. Which ensued a pillow fight between you two. It successfully made the both of you a laughing mess by the end, filled with feathers. Childe then carries you bridal style to the incomplete pillow fort and starts the movie you chose. Placing you in his lap and placing his head either on your shoulder or head depending on your height, cuddling you from behind tightly with a contented smile on his face. 

“You know what? This might not be how I envisioned how your birthday would go, but I’m not complaining. Happy birthday, comrade. My most adorable and most cutest and only love. I love you so much that you’ll be the very reason why I die so suddenly. So stop being so cute okay?” 

(You two are living together in this one.)

Diluc has the probability of forgetting your birthday due to his busy schedule, especially if it’s starting to rise when your birthday draws near. He might neglect you for a couple of days, too engrossed in his work. When the day finally arrives, it completely leaves his mind. Like he’ll think of it as a completely ordinary working day. It isn’t until one of your friends told him to send you their birthday greetings that he remembered. And oh boy does he feel guilty, like srsly, he literally froze when he realizes what day it is today. And you know what that means? ✨Panicc✨

Honestly, I can see him buying the whole store XD. In the state of panic, his common sense just leaves him completely that he ends us buying practically the whole store. It would be sent to the Dawn Winery immediately as he buys some flowers from Flora, who also sent you her birthday greetings, which made him more guilty-

When Diluc steps foot inside the manor, he tries to search for you outside the gardens where he usually finds you but when he doesn't, he gets worried. Asking the head maid immediately about your whereabouts, and his concern and worry (and guilt) grew even more when he finds out that you haven’t gone out of your room. He quickly went to your shared room, with the flowers still in his hands, and knocked on your door. Calling your name softly and asking for permission to enter, when granted he entered the room as quickly as possible. But seeing the sight of you bundled up in your blanket made his heart crack.

Placing the flowers at the bedside table, he quickly made his way in front of you and kneeled down to meet your eye level. You can tell he was very worried about you with how frantic his eyes seem and the concern underlying it. With the way he was staring at you, you can’t help but spill your insecurity to him. The reason why you were hiding in his room rather than go out to celebrate your day of birth. Every word you spill made his heart break even more. Seeing tears started to leak from your eyes, he placed his two hands on your face wiping away the tears with his thumbs. Smiling at you gently and placing a kiss on your eyelids and on your nose.

“I completely understand, my love. Even I sometimes feel that way. Also to the point where I don’t want to celebrate my birthday even, but that won’t do my love. You are so special, you deserve your special day to be well special. If you want to simply lay here and sleep, then so be it. If you want to go out and do something, then I’ll happily oblige. Let’s obliterate those awful thoughts, and if those keep persisting, I’ll slice them up for you. I’ll keep picking you up when you fall. So, what is your command, my love?” (i'm so tempted for him to say master-)

Whatever your answer may be, one thing for sure, Diluc is seen smiling adoringly at you. Even the maids noted how soft the master is around you, particularly today. Whether curled up together in the bed, with him embracing you tightly to his chest and placing a kiss on top of your head. And if you listen carefully, you can hear him quietly humming a tune that his father (or mother) sang to him. Or you two outside in the garden, simply admiring the view with his hand around your waist. 

Either way, at the end of the day, he would wake you up or make you go inside for dinner. You haven’t eaten breakfast or lunch yet so you’re probably hungry by now. If you don’t want to leave your room or want to return to your room, he would understand and make the maids bring the food to you. When the maid(s) finally arrives with the food, you notice the cake on the tray. Looking at him as he chuckles, taking the trays from the maids. Humming a light tune, he scoops a spoonful of cake and holds it to your mouth, with a slight smirk on his face, eyes twinkling with mischief. 

“Stop staring at me like that, did you really think I would let the day go by for you to not celebrate your birthday properly? From what I know, birthdays have cakes in them, whether a huge cake or a cupcake. Say ‘ahh’~... Happy birthday my love. May next year be more enjoyable than now.”

Kaeya remembers your birthday like the back of his hand, I think he’s even more excited than you really. Eagerly awaiting your birthday as he counts down the days, dropping hints and stuff to you birthday-related, and probably plans a birthday party for you. The knights immediately agreed on it, including a certain bard, traveler, and wine master (albeit more hesitantly). He made sure that this party would be successful, constantly checking on the plans and such. To the point that everyone was practically fed up with his constant questions. But they understand that he wants this to be a successful and enjoyable party for you. It got to the point where Diluc kicked him out of his Tavern after asking for the umpteenth time. 

When your day finally arrives, he was practically beaming with joy and excitement. To the point where he can’t hide it behind the cool and suave facade he wears. He quickly made his way to you, going along with the plan of distracting you as they started to prepare for the party. In his total excitement, he didn’t notice the rather gloomy atmosphere around the house. But when he arrived at your door, that is when he noticed how quiet your house is.

Now albeit worried, his excited smile slipping from his face and now replaced with a worried frown, he knocked on your door, calling you in his usual teasing voice. When he didn’t hear your response, the bubble of anxiety appeared in his body. Twisting the knob and finding it unlocked, he quietly and carefully opened the door. Seeing your back immediately, seeing your side rise and fall making him sigh in relief that you were still alive. Closing the door gently but made a noise to alert you of his presence. Taking a seat behind you, he ran his cold fingers on your back, watching you arching at the sudden coldness of his fingers. Smiling slightly, he asked what’s wrong. 

Turning around to face him, you buried your face on his chest, inhaling his strong masculine scent. Instinctively wrapping his arms around you, he played with your hair with one of his hands. Tapping on your head slightly, beckoning for you to answer his question. With no way out, you decided to come clean. You explain how you feel like you don’t feel like you deserve to be treated as special on your birthday and all that sort. His face was void of emotion as he stared at the ceiling with his unique pair of blue eyes. Outside he might seem emotionless. But inside, he was on the brink of insanity. Who dares to put such an idea on his s/o’s mind? Why would you think of that? Was this insecurity of yours also his fault?

“That must be the most stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. You’re not special? Please. Don’t try to make me laugh with that joke ‘cause it’s not funny. You are a jewel, a star, a constellation. As rare as the gems, or rather visions. You can even rival the very sun with your smile. I know those demons in your head keep saying those words to you, the temptation is so tempting, right? Just succumbing to them to make them quiet. But that’s why I’m here, my dearest snowflake. I’m here for you. You’re so special to everyone, most especially to me. You mean the world to me. Anyway, enough of this tear-jerking stuff, we have a party to celebrate. And we can’t celebrate it without the birthday gal/guy now can we?”

Despite your protests, he lifted you effortlessly and carried you outside and into the dawn winery where the party was held. Placing you on the ground and pushing you forward where people from Mondstadt came and greeted you with happy birthdays. Smiling at the sight of you being overwhelmed at the warm greetings, and then chuckling at how bright your face became. Diluc nudges him to you, beckoning him to help you before returning to what he was previously doing (most likely trying to force a bard to not finish all the wines in the vicinity).

After a while in the party, Kaeya brings you to a secluded place with no people for air. Being in a party filled with people could be suffocating at times, especially if you’re not used to it. He intertwined his hands with yours and bends down to meet your eye level (or leans down if you have the same height as him-). He gives you a cheeky smile and proceeds to place a peck on your lips. Chuckling when you pouted and glared at him, wanting more kisses.

“My my, what a greedy vixen~ But it is indeed your birthday so I guess I have no choice but to oblige to whatever my birthday vixen wants me to do. Would you like me to strip as well? Haha. Kidding kidding. Happy birthday, princess/prince. May many more to come. Oh! I forgot. I heard from a certain birdie that you ordered for a personal performance from me~ would you like to get it now?” 

Since we all know that Venti practically doesn’t do anything like every day, I would safely say that he would remember your birthday. Probably save some mora to buy you a gift for your birthday, even though it’s not as fancy as the people in Liyue (they all rich kids-), it’s still meaningful. He probably made a bracelet all by himself with the beads he either bought or also made by himself. Nevertheless, he was as excited as Kaeya for your birthday. Already prepared songs to sing for you when that day comes. 

Venti immediately searches for you when the day finally arrives, but his excited and bright smile vanishes when he can’t find you in the crowd of people. Raising a brow at your sudden disappearance, he searched for you everywhere, the tavern, the church, the headquarters, everywhere but your house. So when he finally arrives at your house, he was filled with worry and concern. Entering your room through the window like usual, he sees your figure sitting on the floor while reading a book.

He pouted at the sight as he made his presence known by asking you why you were here and reading a book on your birthday. He watches as you jump from where you are and turns to look at him, sighing at the sight of him. He slowly made his way to you and sat next to you, his legs sprawled across the floor. He takes note of the food around you, which was non-birthday festive, it was just ordinary food. Not understanding why you’re sulking in your room, he asked you what’s wrong. 

Venti’s eyes widened at your explanation, feeling the sadness leaking at the words you said. They weave themselves around his heart, squeezing it, making him have a hard time breathing. He shares your pain. He was your soulmate after all. He immediately engulfed you in a hug, stuffing his face on the crook of your neck. You were so vulnerable in his eyes. You were so fragile. He desperately wants to protect you from the pain. But looks like he can’t protect you from your own demons. 

“Even though I promised myself to not say or do anything that’ll make you sad, I just need to get it off my chest. I’m sorry you had to suffer through that, those demons that a simple bard that weaves stories into songs can’t erase. Alright, no more feeling sorry for yourself. It’s time to get out and spend the rest of the day enjoyable, perfect for my precious Cecilia.” 

Without any warnings, he picked you up and jumped out of your window. Shrieking at the sudden fast pace, you instinctively wrapped your hands around him as he landed on the ground. Giving you a smug smile while saying “didn’t think i’d let you fall now?” Please slap him. Anyway, he laughed at your aggression and continued to run. Even if you ask where you’re going, he just says it's a secret. So might as well enjoy being in his arms as he continues to run (you swear you can feel the wind adding to his speed but that was just maybe your imagination-).

After a while, he placed you down and you realized where you are. It was Starsnatch Cliff, surrounding you were Cecilia flowers. Venti jumped on you, making you fall to the ground as he giggles. His hat flown back from the force of his sudden attack, he still has that stupid big smile on his face. Since his laughter is contagious, you couldn’t help but laugh alongside him. His eyes glistened with delight at the sight of your smile finally. Grabbing your hand and placing the bracelet he made, he pressed a kiss on your knuckle.

“This bracelet shall be a promise from me to you, a fellow bard to the fairest queen/king. I shall love you for eternity, this heart will only beat for you, and this body belongs to you. If you’re in dire need of assistance, don’t hesitate to call me. I’ll be there, forever and always. Happy birthday, my sweet flower.”

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[yanderedbdimagines]

Fem survivor hiding in a locker, and Nightmare, Oni and the Shape can’t get in. I once had a bug a long while ago where the killers couldn’t search a locker. Got patched very quickly of course. I’d like to ask short scenarios about it where the Entity protects her for some reason after the killers saw the opportunity to try and kidnap their beloved for themselves. :P Perhaps to spite/punish the killers? Go wild, and thank you!

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Sure thing! And no thanks required at all! 😊 I personally would have laughed my butt off if that ever happened to me, whether killer or survivor.  They only game breaking bug I ever had was being stuck on something in Haddonfield(can’t remember what). The killer couldn’t get to me either, and I had to disconnect after I had tried everything I could think of at the time, not wanting to ruin the game for the others. Good times…

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The Nightmare

You curse from underneath your gasping breath as a low chuckle reaches your ears, your heart hammering violently against your ribcage as you try to flatten yourself against the backwall of the locker.

He’s seen you get in here, and now you’re about to pay the price if you don’t time the trick Jane has taught you well enough. After all, the others have already been sacrificed, so no one could save you or distract him from the difficult situation you currently find yourself in.

You take a deep, shivery breath and ready yourself just as the killer’s footsteps reach close before trying to slam the doors open as quickly and as powerfully as you can, only for them not to budge in the slightest…

Freddy has heard the distinct thuds of your hands smashing against the wood just as he pulls against the handle, only to have a similar outcome roll out for him too, the sniggering quickly fading into a displeased grunt.

It’s silent for a second…

As you eventually were busy trying to think of another plan when the doors do open, as busy as the Nightmare was trying to pick the lock with a clawed finger. Metal scraping, screeching and ticking against metal brings you on your nerves as you stare at the lock, but you nearly jump out of your skin as the killer suddenly speaks to you with a tone of voice which nearly leaves you shaking in your boots.

“Please doll. It’s rude to stay in there and keep little ol’ Freddy out here waiting.~ Do come out and I’ll promise I’ll be on my best behavior.~”

You hear how he stops rummaging with the lock, listening to the knives running over the chipped paint instead before they tick against the metallic bars making up the outer skeleton of the red locker.

Of course, you’re not convinced.

But you’re not going to tell him that and decide to remain absolutely silent instead, hoping that he’d leave or disappear by some miraculous wonder.

If only it were that easy…

“Come now sweet cheeks.~ Don’t play coy with me. I know you’re still in there and if you don’t open up now I might do something the both of us will regret later. You don’t want that to happen, now do you?”  

You think about it for a second before drawing a conclusion. You’re about to voice that out loud before the ground suddenly gives out from underneath you.

You yelp loudly as you find yourself falling into darkness, an angry yell from the Nightmare being heard from above soon after.

And before you could fully comprehend on what was going on, you found yourself face to face with concerned survivors who found you splayed out besides the main camp’s ever familiar stack of burning wood…

 The Oni

A cold sweat overtakes your senses as you make yourself as small as you possibly could in the corner of the cramped locker and with wide eyes glued on the wooden doors, unblinking.

You don’t know where the other remaining survivor is. They might have escaped, but they also could have been killed or sacrificed at this point. Either way, you’re in heaps of trouble as you feel the vibrations of heavy footsteps marching briskly into your direction.

The locker budges as the Oni tries to tear the door open with his open hand, only to find it to be locked. It surprises the both of you…

Your heart is beating within your throat at this point as you remain to watch the doors like a hawk, not believing what’s happening right now before your thoughts flash over to the Entity, wondering what its intentions with you are.

Anyhow, you try to think of a plan to escape the Oni in case he does somehow manage to tear open the doors, your fingers brushing over the firecrackers that are bundled up in your pants left pocket. The ones you’ve found and picked up somewhere within the trial.

The said killer, on the other hand, is breathing even heavier than before as you hear his katana evaporate within the air as wisps of black smoke and embers before a large shadow peers through the rosters.

You choke on your breath as the Oni tries to pull open the doors through the help of his monstrous strength in addition to his full weight, the locker screeching and groaning in protest. Your attention is partly diverted as a familiar black mist suddenly coats the bottom of the locker before wrapping you into its cold embrace.  

He keeps hanging on whilst shaking violently against the handles, a dark growl shivering the very air.

All you could do was to protect your ears from the loudness of his actions, fear gripping your heart at every clamorous sound and movement.

Yet, you can’t help but to pitch a gasp and a sob as a loud roar now pierces the surrounding area before something huge and bulky is being slammed against the locker’s entirety, feeling the indirect impact of it ripple throughout your frozen body. It is his Kanabo that he’s using out of frustration...

He’s pelting the locker with a barrage of strikes now, the screaming getting louder and louder with each powerful hit.

You close your eyes and shiver violently, scared that the Oni’s about to smash the locker wide open with you still in it.

However, a deafening silence soon overtook you, a heat now washing over your body and an orange light flickering from behind your closed eyelids.

You slowly open them, only to nearly jump up in joy as you come to stare at the flames which could only belong to one particular campfire…

 The Shape

Your body is tormented by sweat and your lungs are burning like crazy as you rush straight into the dungeon’s nearest locker as a suicidal attempt to rid yourself from the man in the mask who’s hot on your trail.

The killer deliberately cornered you into the basement by cutting you off at a spot where you’d least expected him to be. And from there, you pretty much ran on raw panic and unadulterated fear as common sense was long since thrown out of the window as derived by your current course of action.

You’re breathing heavily as an all too familiar mask flashes through the splits of the roster, and close your eyes with a silent prayer falling from your lips and with your hands bawling the hem of your shirt into a tight bundle.

But… Nothing happens as you gradually open your eyes back up to the darkness of the world.

Your gaze is now set on the mask that has tilted to the side, seemingly in confusion. You quickly connected the dots afterwards, understanding that the locker’s suddenly been locked by the Entity for some reason just after you have ran into it.

You then hear his knife thwacking against the paint chipped wood before being recoiled by the effects of the impact.

Did he just try to stab the locker?

You feel your blood run cold as your hands start to tremble, realization kicking in…  

In panic, you quickly hunch down, not wanting to be pierced by the sharp blade if it does manage to thrust its way through one of the doors like some sort of a magician’s sword and possibly ending your life that way as nasty consequence.

Another thwack follows, and then another.

Like a mindless animal stuck in a looped pattern, the Shape keeps on stabbing his favored kitchen knife against the locker over and over again, not even a single huff or growl of frustration being heard. He’s surprisingly silent, in fact, as he’s trying to cut his way into your awkward confinement…

Only short moments of complete silence are woven in between. Perhaps within those moments, he’s checking if the locker’s been unlocked due to his strange efforts.

You move your body into a sitting position, your hands now holding a flashlight as you closely keep your attention on both doors.

Your eyes quickly got diverted, however, as something cold creeps up your legs.

Michael freezes and his head dips the moment he feels something swirl past his ankles, now witnessing how black heavy smoke escapes through the cracks at the bottom of the locker.

He tilts his head yet again before his free hand reaches for the handle, managing to open the door normally this time, only to learn that you’ve disappeared into thin air…

His fingers twitch against the wooden hilt of his weapon…