#FRIENDO CHASE

[teaboot]

Is it weird to be a cis woman but want to be trans? Not trans man but trans woman. Like, I tried to imagine myself as a dude but I couldn't really put myself in those shoes. But if I was a trans woman, I don't have to deal with the unwanted subscription and probably taller

I mean lots of shit is "weird" but if you're asking me if it's dirty or evil I'd say you're probably fine

[kayfabebabe]

Friendo Mitch... The Cryptid is having BIGEM HUGE feelings for that spooky old man last night- Like- just- there's so many things I could say (of course uhh not gonna be appropriate-) bc just, Friendo- Uncle Howdy finna make me act up fr fr- he about to make me act up on MAIN- I am literally foaming at the mouth- also seeing him do the mandible claw on Chad (god I wish that were me I MEAN WHAAAT WHO SAID THAT-) ahem- seeing him do that and the lil dance he did with him- literally- he's killing me with all the lil references to Bray ~Cryptid

Friendo Chaaaaaaaaaaaase! ( @cryptidofthekeys )

I'm literally catching up on Raw as I'm writing this and, um... I TOTALLY GET IT! Like, why am I look at him in certain way?

All of the little references to Bray and his influences makes my heart happy and sad at the same time. It is perfect.

[cryptidofthekeys]

Keep the triangle man, you already are stuck with puzzles, just keep the silly dream demon, or if you won't give me to meeee

Too late I am throwing him out the window as we speak /j

I don't like the look on Puzzles face- nor Bill, they are really enjoying each other's company though on the bright side! Puzzles has a friend! ...a really severely fucked up friend but hey they can find common ground

[vorracle]

!!!! Thank you again!!!

Belated happy birthday to @vorracle, I’m making Xion ramen in spirit ⭐️ 🍜

[lace-coffin]

Heyo friendo, can I perhaps request headcannons for Bubba, Tommy, Asa, and RZ Mikey when giving and receiving comfort from their s/o? Bonus points if male or ftm reader cause we don’t have enough ;-;

Thank you 🩵🩵

How would slashers comfort their S/O on a bad day?

Absolutely, MWAH

Reader is ftm 💖

Trigger warning mainly for Asa- power dynamics/exchange (probably) toxic relationships, the usual for him lol

Also tw for raw meat/hacking at meat/blood

Requests are open!

Bubba Sawyer

Giving

Bubba notices you haven’t been yourself today. Usually he’s the first one up at the crack of dawn, busy tending to the small farm you’ve accrued over time on the sawyer family property. He returns back once the errands are done to find you still in bed, which is unusual for you by this time.

Bubba runs their hands over your cheek softly, murmuring to you quietly, prompting you to get out of bed, only to be met with a groan and the duvet being pulled back over your head. After several minutes of looking around nervously and playing with her fingers anxiously deciding what to do she hauls you over her shoulder.

They are absolutely about to traipse you into the dining room in your boxers and sleep vest in your full glory. He places you down gently on your chair and goes to fetch your food.

Drayton eyes you wearily, wondering why bubba just dumped their boyfriend at the dinner table clad in only boxers. Choptop and nubbins however find it hilarious and snicker until Drayton hollers for them to shut up.

If you’re not feeling up to eating then bubba will encourage you by feeding you smaller bites with the fork. Of course this isn’t without chop and nubbins making gagging noises at the display of public affection. Bubba groans in embarrassment but it’s enough to make you laugh and cheer up a little.

She’ll help you do your daily tasks if your finding it difficult, for example they’ll wash you gently and make sure to give you a nice scalp massage whilst washing your hair if your struggling with hygiene.

They’ll try involve you in activities to take your mind off how your feeling, making bone crafts with her and her siblings and even cuddling their favourite pet chicken.

Receiving

If bubba is having a bad day you’ll definitely know about it. They tend to wear their heart on their sleeve and are open with their emotions.

He’ll come to you as his boyfriend first. If she’s really upset and actively crying please hold them and give them a while to calm down before trying to ask what’s up.

Stimming! Please stim with them, it helps them feel better to shake it out by flapping their hands and making fists. They feel more comfortable and accepted if you join in. Mirroring and doing the same activities is one of their love languages.

Staying with them whilst they do their daily tasks is helpful, feed the chickens with them and the pigs. Maybe have a little cuddle session with the piggies.

If she feels particularly insecure that day then you can help do her makeup and dress up with her. Once he’s donned his favourite yellow dress and you your fanciest suit/button up you can have a little tea party or picnic now you’re both feeling cute.

Choptop and nubbins will complain that it’s lame but still insist in coming (they think it’s fun but are to stubborn to admit it)

Thomas Hewitt

Giving

Tommy spends most of his time either in the basement or out chasing victims so he may not be the best at noticing your upset since he’s absent frequently until the end of the day.

Luda may is confused but slightly honoured when Tommy’s boyfriend came to her teary eyed looking for comfort and advice, not wanting to bother Tommy whilst he’s working.

Luda will slip off later and give Tommy a heads up that you need looking after today. As soon as he finds out he cuts his work short, slamming his cleaver into the table and washing the excess blood from his hands before making his way up to you.

Tommy will try help by giving you deep pressure. Laying his weight on your chest to ground you. He traces his fingers over your palm in little shapes and letters, spelling out words of affirmation and hearts to let you know he loves you in a way he can’t verbalise. However if you’re lucky he may whisper a few raspy words of adoration into your chest as you pet his hair.

If it helps you blow off steam he might let you hack at some of the meat in basement with his cleaver, however only under his watchful eye. Your already upset, he doesn’t need you loosing a finger to.

Tommy will make an extra effort to keep you distracted and away from Hoyt since he can be..snappy to say the least. This can mean your spending time with Tommy on the swing out front or reading to him.

Receiving

Tommy is difficult when it comes to emotions. Years of hiding behind a steely facade as he’s taunted by mean kids or even Hoyt has left him closed off and unsure about being vulnerable.

When Tommy is having a bad day it’s more likely to come out as anger, he finds this easier to channel and disperse since he spends a lot of his time running on agression towards victims and knows how to handle it better than sadness.

The first sign things aren’t right is when he’s not back from his basement work for hours after he usually finishes up. Please go drag him out of there or he’ll work until he exhausts himself.

Having a tender hand and giving him room to vulnerable is the best thing you can do for Tommy.

Let him sign to you what the problem is when he’s ready and try help best you can.

He loves it when you let him snuggle into your chest on your shared bed, your fingers threading through his hair, lovingly detangling any knots or snags in his hair. His mask discarded on the bedside table so he can be skin to skin with you.

Spending time with you and Luda may will be therapeutic for him, he may be grown now but he still loves spending quality time with his mama, and with his boyfriend there it’s even more enjoyable. Play a board game together or cards. (Luda will let Tommy win a few rounds because he’s still her baby, but don’t let him know that :’)

RZ! Michale Myers

Giving

Michael will probably know when your having a tough day before you even do considering he spends most of his time silently observing you, he knows your emotions and habits like the back of his (giant ass) hand.

Mikey makes a point of trying to show his concern via acts of service since verbal and physical emotional aren’t his strong suits. This might mean the covers are pulled back from your bed and your handed a slightly burnt grilled cheese for breakfast. It’s not amazing but he tried lol.

Michael knows you struggle with taking care of yourself on these days and encourages you the best way he knows how. Guiding you to the room you need to be in and standing and staring until you do the task, you can try move past him but he’s like a brick wall in coveralls.

He knows when it’s time for you to take off your binder and let yourself relax. Either he tries his tried and true method of stubbornly staring and insisting you do it or he’ll unceremoniously man handle it off you and throw it aside. He’s not complaining about the view either.

Receiving

Michael tends to stay out for longer if he’s not feeling good. The need to shed blood hitting a peak, eating away at his insides and clouding his mind until he can satisfy it. He’ll return home more dirtied up than usual, caked in slowly drying blood and maybe even dirt if he gets into a scuffle with a hardheaded victim.

Mikey dumps his knife in the sink and shrugs off his dirty coveralls in the laundry room, throwing on some comfy gray sweats and a loose white T-shirt. Adorning his favourite paper pumpkin mask.

He’ll seek you out even if he’s still covered in splats of darkening blood and flop onto you with his full weight, demanding your attention. He’s clingier than usual, this gives you leeway to pamper him.

After a round of cuddles try get Michael into the bathroom to clean him up, despite his preference towards gore he doesn’t actually like feeling grimy, not being able to cope with the sensory issues it brings.

He would feel very cared for if you clean his wounds before getting him in the bath. Run your fingers over his scars and marks from past victims, tenderly kiss his top surgery scars.Mikey will melt under your hands if you detangled and wash his hair for him, especially if you tie it into a bun or ponytail for him to keep it off his neck and face, preventing the sensory issues mentioned earlier.

Asa Emory

Giving

Asa knows some days can be more taxing than others, especially in the situation you two share. Anyones mental health would be fragile considering your literally being kept as a pet to a serial killer. He can see during training that you blindly follow along with instructions with a glassy far away look in your eyes. This won’t do, he needs your full attention. He hates to admit it but your his little bug and he hates to see you hurting when he’s not the one responsible for it.

On days when you feel particularly hopeless about your situation or self he’ll be softer on you. Do not misunderstand, he will still demand your cooperation and obedience/submission but the consequences will be lessened or saved for later when you have the energy and attention to react accordingly.

Asa will bring you with him about his day. Sitting you under his desk with the chain from your collar wrapped around the desk leg. Running his hands through your hair and patting your head as he works. After a while you let your eyes flutter shut as you rest your head on his thigh, drifting off to the sound of his pen scratching along paper.

If you’re lacking in energy or unwilling to eat you will be promoted to his lap instead of your usual spot on the floor at your metal bowl. Asa will hand feed you, insuring you get enough nutrients and prying your mouth open with his nitrile gloves to ensure you’ve swallowed it all.

Asa will take you to his bed instead of your trunk or cage/room.

Receiving

After a long week of experiments succumbing to their wounds and dying on him and finicky traps failing, Asa is more than in a shitty mood. After snapping off his gloves and cleaning himself of any lingering viscera he makes his way over to your room.

His eyes crinkle highlighting his crows feet as he unclasps the trunk your contorted into, happier than ever to see his cricket after the day he’s had.

You know he’s had a bad day as it’s much later than his usual visit and he’s lacking the domineering energy he always exudes, to tired and trodden down to be strict.

Asa finds it therapeutic to do your makeup and dress you up (much like the implications with Abby in the collection)

You’ve learned in your years here it’s wise to be on your best behaviour when he gets this way. Being submissive and compliant is a great relief to him when he feels bad as he doesn’t have the energy to argue with you and will just storm out.

Using more honourifics like “sir” or “master” will get you brownie points and help boost his ego. Use “daddy” if your willing to finish what you started 👀

Curling up on him is ensured to pull at his heart strings and help calm him down. Tell him what a wonderful owner he is and how well he takes care of you. Feed into his god complex and worship him. let him know you’re only committed to him and him alone, you don’t need the outside or anyone else, just his attention. Assert his full control over your being and heart.

Not double checked bc eyes feel like they’re bleeding lmao

[whatwooshkai]

Give me a 1 in the ask game, friendo! :D

Heatwave leans forward over his crossed legs, huffing as Blades and Chase argue behind him. Boulder- smart, smart bot- opted out early and is sitting in front of Heatwave, attempting to distract him with an illustrated encyclopedia on Earth fauna.

Primus, Heatwave wishes he could turn his audials off. Part of him's actually interested in what Boulder's saying, but the majority of him is paying close attention to the shouting behind him in case those two say something alarming.

"I wish I could just fuckin' do this myself," Heatwave mumbles, crossing his arms. Boulder gives him a sympathetic smile and pats the top of his hat like he's a primus-damned sparkling.

Because of the way firetruck alt modes are structured, Heatwave can't lay his own hose. In the academy this wasn't a problem- at the end of class every day, they'd pick a partner, sit down, semi-transform their backs and cool down while the other would lay their hose for them, then they'd return the favor. Normally, Kade does it for him, but he left immediately after returning from tonight's rescue, which means one of his rescue bots has to do it. Normally, not a problem.

But of course. Of course they had to make it a problem.

Blades had volunteered to do it, as he's done it for his brother multiple times, and Heatwave has seen him do it before, so yeah. There really should be no problems there. And Chase, ever the sweetspark, has done a ton of research on firetruck alt modes (all their alt modes, actually), and so he offered as well.

Normally one of them would happily step aside for the other, but ever since the Incident, it's been nearly suffocating dealing with how helpful everyone's trying to be. Which leads them to their current situation.

"I know you're trying to be helpful," Heatwave snarls, snapping his head back to glare at them, "but will one of you shut the fuck up and get on with it already?!"

Chase and Blades stare at him in stunned silence. "But he's doing it wrong," they say at the same time, and Heatwave has half a mind to disengage his ladder and whack both of them with it.

"Fine," Heatwave snarls. "Boulder, you do it."

"Okay!" Boulder says brightly, but their voice is strained. Slight relief flows through everyone's fields, though they all dial it back in immediately.

There might have been a word of protest from from Chase and Blades, but it dies the second they catch sight of the open page Boulder had left on, immediately enraptured in the full page illustration of a bird (is that what Boulder called it? Yeah, he thinks so...) pressing their shoulders together and dropping their voices to hushed whispers.

Heatwave sighs and relaxes into the silence.

[lukabitch]

Hello there my friendo! Apparently since you liked one of my requests (wesker calling his so masc pet names lol) I am HERE ONCE AGAIN!! Again no pressure to write this, I just understand writers block so if you need something, use this one!! How would any killers of your choice react to their so entering a trial in a shirtless skin (like davids?) bonus for trans kings if they notice the top surgery scars and kiss them awh <3

- handsome anon

I’ve been dealing with some writers block recently. So thank you so much Handsome Anon!

Tw: suggestive

Killers: Wesker, Ghostface, Legion(Frank & Joey), Trickster.

Wesker:

Oh my? He definitely likes.

Your skin looked so soft. He just wants to get his hands on you.

But he’ll wait until the perfect moment.

When he does have you he won’t let you go. Not that you wanted to be let go.

He’ll take his time running his gloved hands over your body.

He would take notice of the top surgery scars. Would run his fingers over them ever so gently.

“I appreciate the show love. Next time leave it for my eyes only.” His still possessive remember?

Of course you being you teased him about it. Making a bit of fun of his possessiveness.

He really did find the confidence that you had to be extremely attractive.

Just saying if you can match his confidence he’ll love you more.

Ghostface:

He wants to go honka honka on your moobs.

The things this man would do if he had his hands on you.

But first it’s photo shoot time.

He’ll ask you to pose for him. You said yes mainly because he looked too happy to disappoint.

He even shows you what poses he wants you to do.

After he was satisfied with the photos he’ll just press his face into your chest.

He was giggling like an idiot which would bring a smile to your face.

“You like being down there Danny?”

A very muffled ‘yeah’ left his mouth, fallowed by a kiss pressed into your scars.

He stayed like that for the rest of the trial. The entity was very upset at him.

Frank:

If you thought this man was bratty before you haven’t seen anything yet.

He was fuming that you showed yourself to other people then himself.

He would zero in on you having you under him in seconds.

He would try and reach to touch your scars. He was going to be gentle but you had other plans.

You somehow managed to turn the table and had him pinned.

“You have to ask nicely.” This man was squirming and whining under you.

Eventually he would cave and start begging.

You’d let him touch your chest ever so gently.

“Good boy.” He didn’t liked being called that too much.

Joey:

Oh.

He didn’t know exactly how to react to this.

He just knew you were really pretty.

Eventually the two of you would end up in a chase.

The chase would end in a locker, the two of you just staring at each other.

He watched you shiver and got very concerned. Taking off his je let handing it to you.

“Oh no honey I’m fine don’t worry.” You say very clearly cold. He wasn’t having it.

“Please wear a shirt next time.” He watched you pout at him.

He immediately starts to crumble and you had to quickly tell him you were goofing.

Trickster:

He was definitely the most excited. He gets to see your drop dead gorgeous bod.

Though that doesn’t really stop the sadistic side of him. He’ll through a knife at your back not hard.

You let out a yelp and glared at him. He just winked and walked up to you.

“Aw handsome look at you! My pretty boy!” He just leans against your chest.

If he does kiss your chest he’ll get lipstick on you.

You’ll complain about the lipstick but he doesn’t care.

He just lets you hold him while he just cuddles you.

You tired reminding him about the trial but he didn’t care.

He just wants to stay here with you.

[ticklepinions]

I am going absolutely FERAL

Fuck me ticklish guys are just-

So I ofc am hugging one of my friendos cause I got that cute aggression. But that jerk (/aff) said some snide comment and I was all like "that's it". And I hugged him from behind and wiggled my fingers under his arms.

Y'all. His fucking laugh. The sweetest shit I ever did hear. I think I lost consciousness for a couple seconds just being in awe of the sound.

He said, and very adorably at that, "noooo don't tickle me". You bet your ass I did in fact do the opposite. All the while he's trying to roll away (we're in chairs). So our other friends are in the same room, casually ignoring all of this and having their own convos. But this absolute trumpet screamed out "[other friend's name] come tickle him".

I beg your pardon!?!?!

He's doing this while cackling his pretty lil head off. So I just had to make it worse for trying to turn the tables. I'm just following the rules y'know. So I start gently kneading the area where the chest and armpit meet, which apparently was a good choice because he threw his head back and laughed even louder. I couldn't do it for long cause my other friend tazed me in the side and I had to run away (and subsequently chased and "tickled" under a table by both of them).

Anyway. I am so fucking normal about tickling. And I am not replaying this scene in my head again and again. Haha. That would be weird. SO weirs. Ha...

[bardic-inspo]

Hey friendos,

So, I tried the sideblog thing for all of five minutes. It's sadly not working for me. And now I'm trying really hard not to write this like it's some sort of break up text because it absolutely isn't in any sense, but it also feels like the end of an era a little bit and I have a lot of feelings about it?? I think that's what the feelings are really about.

I still love Fallout very much. I love the friends I made through Fallout very much. I love that some of those friendships got to blossom so far beyond what initially connected us. I love that I run into Fallout folks in different fandom spaces all the time and it makes me feel so warm and fuzzy. I can't say how much I'm grateful for the people I got to meet through this fandom. It changed me as a person and as a writer in so many incredible ways.

I still want return to my Fallout fic when I'm ready to. I poured so much of myself into those stories. And they will always be on AO3, if you want to keep up with any future updates.

But my heart's elsewhere right now, and I wanna follow it and chase what makes me feel happy.

This space is gonna become a full on BG3/Astarion-fest, if I'm being honest. I understand if it's not your cup of tea, and you wanna go sip something else, elsewhere. For anyone who wants to get lost in the BG3 sauce with me, come right on in.

So, same Megh. New URL. New icon, new paint on the walls, new fic.

And still hoping life is being so very kind to all of you <3

[iobartach]

okay! this has been a LONG time coming, so brace yourselves for this... we're gonna talk about that injection scene from ats.v so comic purists especially please don't hunt down my ass for what i'm about to put out into the universe 😂

....so ..... let's talk about ... atsv's injection scene ;

what was intended by it? fuck knows, waiting for sony to send answers on a postcard. buuuut, for my take, let me be clear on the interpretations / meanings that i'm not gonna perpetuate ;

it's not rapture. i'm drawing a HARD STOP under that thought. noooo thankkk you.

it's not the source of his spider powers. we're staying true to our Cronenberg-inspired metamorphosis horrific-ness here 😎 even if more... recent reinventions of miguel shown in the comics would tell you he willingly opted to make himself half-spider, i ain't subscribing to it. (miguel's perspective on his transformation probs deserves its own hc post eventually! stay tuned!

so... if not this... what then? well...

i'm gonna posit that the injection(s) are a way for miguel to manage his 'condition'

for that, lemme do a little recap / reminder;

following his accident, miguel has experienced a multitude of changes. one of the most prominent changes is that he's become an obligate carnivore / hypercarnivore if you will. which means, meat is his new bff - he'll crave the calories, he'll eat it cooked or even raw, especially if it placates his tendency to gnaw when starving. and when he does eat, he tears and swallows chunks - not really a chewer any longer.

whiiiich introduces a new issue; anything plant based? loses its appeal to him. it's a slow progression, too. he'd start with reducing portions. taking a bite or two. leaving the rest. until there's next to no greenery left on the plate, when he knows he needs the nutrients they provide.

and ooh, it's actually gets a level worse than that : )

not only does he stop eating vegetables, fruits, *maybe* fungai? idk? but wellll his own mutated body might even stop producing the important stuff like vitamin c, and things of that ilk ! so ... what's a hybrid to do? how's he gonna make up the difference and get the nutrients he needs? ( especially when you consider... whilst he doesn't eat often, due to a combination of altered metabolism and slowed digestion rate, he could eat and consume calories in the magnitude that could make a damn saiyan blush --)

but, even so, it won't make up for the deficiencies 😔 so what's a spooky spider lad to do?

Come up with a solution, duh!

Yesss, baby, we're talking supplementation! operating in a similar manner to a diabetic needing insulin, or someone with B12 deficiency, for the all important food stuffs that miguel has perhaps tried, and tried again to consume, he's gonna turn to science for a lending hand, load up on what's either missing from his diet now, or that which his body simply can't absorb any longer

And, in addition to this, these shots are important in another sense 👀

they help miguel to manage his spider tendencies

since the way i've approached this with my earlier hcs is, well, tl;dr my mig's human / spider dna isn't a 50/50 split, it's gradually veering more towards spider as the years pass

this means that, it's a bit of a perfect storm brewing; lack of nutrients + behaviours & tendencies that he is likely chronicling by the day is ... a recipe for trouble! i can bet that miguel by himself can ... manage / hold himself together ... to a point, but, to paraphrase a friendo; have you ever met a hangry person? there's a limit to everything!

and we've seen miguel breach that limit already, during the miles chase in atsv. if ya had a bingo card for just about the worst everything happening in a single day? that card probably got filled UP during that chase! 😔 perhaps stress also played as factor there was well - the dude's carrying a LOT on his shoulders!

anyyyway! back on topic! let's expand the supplementation too - let's also throw in some sort of hormones? i know this is a whole science in itself, and ain't scientist 🥹 so i'll leave this a bit more broad, and say that they also play a part in stabilising miguel, ground him, so he won't go chasing a kid across the city... .ahem 😔

leading on from this, though, i wanna add some last things here. i know, i'm... meandering here , but lemme say;

take note of the intensity of miguel's eye colouration!

r e d - sorry, but you're shocked, buddy, best of luck surviving 💀

scarlet / bright red - feeling aggro, but holding enough of himself together to not act on his impulses

garnet - the default, feeling spidery, but also feeling human as close to a harmonious state as he can manage for the most part

dark brown - the goal!👀this is potentially a state that achieved after he injects himself. it floods him with a calm like nothing else he's ever felt. it's when he feels the most human again, a memory that's easily forgotten when you've got fangs and shoot webs from the back of your hands!!!

and it's with this last point, with the brown eyes, that i wanna bring this home with the little ritual miguel develops; after takin an injection, he'll make a point of brewing the strongest cup of black coffee that he can manage. a rare treat these days for him... especially given that caffeine does not agree with spiders. 💀

so yeah!!! thanks for reading through this ! 👋

[biblicallyaccuratefour]

Blog intro post...

Hello, lads, lassies and fellow letter mafiosos and attack helicopters! This is an intro post made by the man behind the man, under the table, Yuri! I'mma just cut to the chase-

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✨About me✨:

Age 16 (Bday on 22/04)

Transmasc (They/them and he/him)

Irish-Ukrainian, and a raging polyglot (I know Ukrainian, English, French and Irish)

I am pretty much a tired, unstable and a lazy boi-

I am autistic, which explains a lot, lmao-

I now post multifandom content, yippee! ^^

I kin quite a few characters, mainly Five.

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There's a few more things I will clarify on, just to make sure I don't rub anyone the wrong way;

Even though my nationality is Ukrainian, I will allow Russian bloggers to interact.

Requests are always open, and I may not answer all of your asks, as I am lazy- TωT)

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If there is harassment going on, I will report the people involved in said harassment, as this has happened recently with fellow bloggers.

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[lipglossanon]

heyo hiooo 💅 back again with the bullshit. I hope you're feelin better soon, friendo.

i had an idea and thought the leon hivemind might appreciate it:

serial killer (or slasher. whatever. crazy guy) and trophy husband leon. to everyone else, he's a homebody and your house husband, keeping the place clean and cooking some good fuckin dinner because he's good with knives n shit. dark sense of humor but is capable of getting along with *some* ppl in the neighborhood. jogs around and gets oogled. maybe he decorates the house for halloween and sum other shit bc he's bored.

you bring in the big bucks doing something morally grey, like scamming rich ppl out of their money idfk. doesn't matter, you're the breadwinner, gaslight gatekeep girlboss.

when you're alone, though, he's this lingering, hungry presence that begs for your attention. he's still obsessed with you, and his appetite is close to insatiable - only handled by an agreement where he wears a chastity cage for most of the year, only to be let out once or twice as a treat.

so, most of the time he's keeping you happy, acts of service and sweet words. looking for attention and good boy points. he's too brain broken in this state to kill anyone, so you feel like you're doing the world a service by keeping him busy.

he's gorgeous, the neighbors are jealous, he wears nice clothes you dress him up in, but he always seems to get them messy when he's pinning you to the wall and trying to get off just by rubbing against you. shaking and trying not to make you mad by being too rough, but let's be real - it's nice to feel him squeeze you so hard it leaves bruises while he sobs and begs.

the longer he goes without letting The Beast out (I'm sure there's a less still way to put it but. fuck it we ball) the more he acts up. blatantly trying to take what he wants from you in front of others, more willing to threaten guests, I'm sure he's a sadomasochist so he'll be happy to get tied up and punished.

as much fun as it is to toy with him, it's really nice when you decide to let him free for the night. it's dangerous because he *might* forget the reasons why he behaves most of the time, why he should go back into the cage after. but you're on the receiving end of some rough handling, some mean words. might be fun to, at least once a year, let him chase you though the forest and hold you down. let it allllllllll out, so when he's tired and vulnerable, you can cage him and start it all again.

❤️ yeeeeah....... yeah. that's nice. hope you liked it too.

Yello!!! 👋 👋

Color me.. intrigued 👀

This is 🥵

I love it 👏 👏

He’s so unhinged around you it’s not even funny but it’s exactly how you like him 🤭

He’s always so desperate to be around you, constantly begging you to stay home that he’ll take care of you. But you firmly put your foot down (in more ways that one 😜) and he’s just a whiny mess

But then when it’s that time where he gets free reign he’s so rough

He pins you down constantly and fucks you stupid; ignoring anything you say (unless safe wording but that goes without saying), he’s just insanely horny 🥴

[kayfabebabe]

The fact you're playing wrestling themes on the work speaker- I respect that- have you ever considered playing Taker's theme? /j bc I could just imagine doing someone doing their job so casually and then you just hear a fucking bell toll ominously (it'd be bonus points if the lights actually went out lmao) ~Cryptid

Friendo Chaaaaaaaaaaase, ( @cryptidofthekeys )

I would 10000% play Undertaker’s theme in the shop though. It would be iconic.

~ HOWEVER ~

My dipshit manager mentioned today, after overhearing me talking about the Wyatt 6, that he HATES spooky wrestlers. He thinks they are too "gimmick-y." This is ANOTHER reason why he's the "dipshit manager" and we don't listen to his wrestling opinions.

[cryptidofthekeys]

Friendo Chaaaaaaaaase,

For the alternative to FMK:

Mankind

Kane

Abyss (from TNA, if you know him)

<3 - Mitch

OOGH ABYSS MENTION!!! FRIENDO MITCH YOU COME INTO MY INBOX AND INCITE VIOLENCE AMONGST YOUR FRIENDO FOR THIS ALT FMK GAME FRIENDO MITCH- YOU HAVE INCITED VIOLEMCE!!!!!!!!!!!!! /J

...oh god this is a tough choice now- oh noooo- choosing between Abyss, Kane, and Mankind aaAAAGGHH-

Husband: ...Kane ...I'm obligated and also need to say this bc if I don't then I'm not truly Kane's number one supporter /silly

One Night Stand: ...UGH- I hate to do this, I hate to do this to him it kills my fucking SOUL- ...But, Abyss- bc- I mean I can't truly do it to him either- but doing it to Mankind would be the worst of the worst-

annnd of course

Best Friend: Mankind ...He'd be an amazing best friend legit- we could hang out and have a good old time- I'd show him my plushie collection and let him see which one he likes bc honestly get that man a plush fr- and we'd do arts n crafts 100% I'd be making my own sock puppet like Mr. Socko- and we'd go annoy everyone

@kayfabebabe

[panandinpain0]

I’m being an anon here bc I been here too much 😔 anyway HAHAHAHA I WASSSS thinkinggggg about idkkkk Harry x Male McGonagall Reader where he’s McGonagall’s grand nephew (her sibling’s grandchild) because I just think it would be funny 💀 but also since u mentioned a huffie puffie girl any gender would be cool ✨ ok bye bye friendo bendo

Badger in Distress

OH MY GOD- I just might. And by I just might I mean I am.

I'm making it a Fem!Reader just to keep the plot consistent, but I'm thinking... what if she had a twin ✨

I just need to think of who this twin's love interest will be-

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Requested by: Anon

Harry Potter x Female!Hufflepuff!McGonagall!Reader

(The Ron x Male!Ravenclaw!Granger!Reader is mentioned as "Granger"- but Hermione calls him "Peanut" because I definitely think she would call him that growing up, and Y/N is already taken in this series.)

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It was Harry's sixth year and it was all the same, some imminent threat looming over his head, people staring at him, and Malfoy being a bully.

Sitting in Herbology, Harry groaned quietly as Professor Sprout said they were to be paired with someone from the opposite house, in this case Hufflepuff.

Ron gave him a sympathetic look and walked away, Hermione just shrugging at him. Suddenly, someone from behind him cleared their throat.

"Hello, I'm (Y/N) McGonagall. What's your name?" (Y/N) held out her hand with a confident smile as she waited for him to take it.

Harry was taken aback, shaking her hand anyways. "You don't know my name?"

"I do know your name, but I thought a formal introduction would be nice."

"Oh. I'm Harry Potter."

"Would you like to be partners, Potter?" She looked at him expectantly.

He nodded, not trusting his words, as she turned to the plant on the table, dropping her bag on the floor next to her stool.

"Your last name is McGonagall?" Harry asked, sitting hesitantly in his seat and facing her.

"She's my great aunt. And speaking of her, she actually sent me with a message for you," (Y/N) revealed, facing him.

"Oh," Harry was a bit disappointed, finding out this beautiful Hufflepuff was told to talk to him and that she didn't do it of her own volition.

"She just says she wants to see you after lunch, has something important to tell you, etcetera etcetera-" (Y/N) shrugged and turned back to the plant, inspecting its leaves.

She didn't need to partner up with him just to say that, but she had wanted to. (Y/N) hadn't gotten the chance to meet the great Harry Potter and she'd been going to school with him for 6 years now.

He's not as awe-striking as everyone was making it seem. He was just a teenage boy like all the others.

"Alright, Potter, let's see if you live up to your name. Let's try to pot this plant."

Harry was hooked. He was in love, actually. Not only had she not made a big deal about his name (cliché but still appreciated), but she'd also made a pun about it that had nothing to do with Voldemort.

Cue the pursuit of love Harry was quickly chasing.

They were partnered together for the next few weeks in herbology, so he got to spend time with her there- but now that he'd spoken with her he was seeing her everywhere.

They took opposite paths to most of their classes, passing each other in the corridors almost every period. Their friend groups all hung out in the courtyard most days, and she came to every quidditch game (Harry found this out after getting hit with a bludger after staring at her too long).

Staring at her from across the courtyard, Harry watched her laugh with her friends. He had yet to speak to her outside of herbology and the staring was getting creepy, or at least that's what Hermione said.

Ron didn't know what was going on because he was too wrapped up in Hermione's brother anyways, who was heading this way now.

They had a conversation and Harry barely tuned in to hear Ron talking about love.

"Love is so stupid," Hermione scoffed.

"I don't know, it could be kind of fun!" Ron had objected.

"How would you know?" Harry laughed, patting Ron's foot that was near him.

"Oh, what do you know about love, Harry?" Ron shot back.

"Not enough..." Harry said glumly, looking back across the yard to see (Y/N) still talking with her friends.

He got lost in his thoughts again, trying to figure out how to talk to her, or impress her. Try to get her to notice him, which hadn't been a problem with anybody else thus far, so it was proving a challenge.

She then packed up her things and left, and Harry frowned. He looked around the courtyard and saw Draco laughing with his group of lackies and stood up, turning to Hermione's little brother.

"Granger, you're really good at transfiguration, right?"

"What isn't he good at?" Ron asked, not expecting an answer.

"McGonagall loves you."

He was trying to distract himself by pranking Draco, but part of him thought that it might impress (Y/N).

...

Later that day they met under the staircase and Harry gave the younger Granger the spell to figure out, before Hermione whispered to him, "Harry, look."

(Y/N) was walking quickly across the stairs, looking behind herself at Draco. He seemed to be following her, and she didn't seem to like it if the uncomfortable look on her face and stiff posture said anything.

Harry quickly ran up the stairs, Hermione following.

"Just leave me alone, Malfoy," (Y/N) dismissed, still walking.

Draco jumped in front of her, blocking her path.

"Oh come on, you don't want to go to Hogsmeade with me?" Draco's sly smirk made its way onto his face,

"She said to leave her alone!" Harry shouted from behind (Y/N), causing them both to whip their heads around.

"Ugh, why are you here, Potter?" Draco sneered, looking Harry up and down.

"Leave her alone, Malfoy," Harry repeated, poison dripping off each word. He stepped in front of (Y/N), blocking her view of Draco.

"Or what, Potter?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Draco just scoffed and started walking away. "If you change your mind, you know where to find me," he shouted to (Y/N).

"Don't count on it," she shouted back, rolling her eyes.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked once he was gone, turning around to face her.

"What in Merlin's left ball sack was that?" (Y/N) asked heatedly, glaring up at Harry.

Flabbergasted, Harry blinked and shook his head. "What do you mean?" he stuttered out.

"I can fight my own battles, Harry. Stepping in front of me like that not only undermined my power in the situation, but also let Draco know that he's welcome to bother me if you're not around."

Harry let the information sink and he nodded, somewhat dumbly.

"I'm sorry, I thought I was helping..." he trailed off unsurely.

(Y/N) sighed, "I can't forgive you quite yet, I'm still angry- but you cannot do that again. If you wanted to help you could have stood by my side, not in front of me. Partnership and teamwork is more powerful against harassment than just butting heads," she gently tried to explain.

"I'm not a damsel in distress or some princess you need to save, so please don't try to unless I ask you to."

She started walking away and Harry just watched her go, Hermione approaching from behind.

"She has a point, Harry. I know you and Malfoy have this whole 'enemies' thing going on, but stepping in front of her was not the right move," Hermione reiterated, pulling him by the arm.

"Come on, Peanut and Ron are waiting."

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I enjoyed writing this so I hope I can keep this motivation to write it- I hope you guys liked it!

-Author Max <3

[sysmedsaresexist]

Why should I bother healing? I mean what awaits past the pain and sorrow? Feeling lightly better? I can just chase dopamine till I'll die and still have a good enough life

I feel like I know who this is, we have an unfinished conversation, don't we?? I still have your last reply and the start of my post in my drafts, waiting for me to find words that would help. If it's not you, I hope that user sees this, as well.

Friendo, don't let your current dumb feelings and silly brain get in your way of your future

Extreme positivity ahead

Fuck around on this post and find out

-the kids these days, probably

On a very serious note, I think we've all been there, where it just feels so goddamn pointless and you're so tired. Trauma survives long after the events that caused it, digging its claws into every aspect of your life-- even the parts that seemed unrelated and safe.

I can't give you the best advice because I don't know your full situation-- age, living arrangements, financial situations, education, all of that changes the conversation, but I'm going to try to give you a general bit of hope

Age and time helps

Even mental illness tends to improve with age.

As you get older, the brain naturally settles into a (generally) calmer, happier state. I promise you, with all the sincerity and genuineness in the world, even if you did nothing, in five years you'll still feel better than you do right now.

Yes, even dissociative disorders. (PDF)

Don't be so hard on yourself.

This won't apply to everyone, obviously there is a problem with mental health in aging populations, but... don't think that's the norm, or something to be expected, and you've already taken the biggest step by noting your mental health struggles early on. One of the biggest reasons that there is a problem in seniors is because there was very little early detection, and talking about mental health was seen as taboo. You're halfway there.

And as you experience more happiness and things just feel calmer, making positive changes becomes easier, especially as more opportunities open to you every year. So.

Looking back, I think my biggest mistake was looking at myself as I was, and looking at where I wanted to be-- or, more often, what I thought everyone else was. Happy, composed, financially successful, intelligent, popular.

And good god, I felt lazy. I wasn't chronically fatigued, I was lazy, I convinced myself.

Eventually, I started looking at smaller parts of my life and tried to make tiny, easy improvements, rather than anything big.

And with each tiny improvement, and with each year, I started to feel like it was worth it. And like I deserved to have a life I was happy with, whether that met anyone else's expectations or not.

Look, I don't know what kind of crack my grandmother was on, but I couldn't keep a house like that. She had six kids and a job back in the 60s, and even at nearing 85 she would still get on her hands and knees and wash the floor. That place was always immaculate.

And that's just unrealistic. And unnecessary.

My mother was the polar opposite, and I grew up in a hoarding situation.

When I finally got out on my own, it took a while to figure it out, but I settled somewhere in the middle. The idea of keeping the house as clean as my grandmother made me want to actually off myself. I am not exaggerating. The idea was daunting and terrified me. I would rather lay down and give up than find the energy.

But the closer I got to my mother's situation, the more I hated myself, because look at how gross I was.

Here's the truth:

Fuck. Everyone.

Seriously. I swear to god, one day, a lightbulb is just going to go off, and you'll realize that you never should have cared in the first place what other people thought or expected.

My home is crowded but cozy. I no longer look around feeling overwhelmed and disgusted with myself. I do what I can and I celebrate every little step.

It's my home and I'm happy with it, and that is the only thing that matters.

Life is like my house. Live it only for yourself, and do what you can. Celebrate all of the things you do, regardless how small.

Even if you did nothing, it's still going to get better.

Imagine how much EXTRA better you can make it if you just take it in tiny, tiny steps.

Like exponential growth of better.

Feeling just slightly better today makes tomorrow feel better, and the day after that, and the day after that.

Plus, think of all the (insert animal you love) that'll you'll see.