#I get that the horrors want him cuz that’s now news but like what’s wrong with this men that they heard him admit to murder

[idiotwithoutagoodname]

Arthur bleeding out and looking like he just fell from a 15 story building and was run over 3 times in a row and still managing to pull bitches and collect them like they are Pokémon is giving such babygirl vibes.

[owlight]

Can i request for luffy sabo and shanks when their s/o (fem) randomly bites their tiddie? Ty ❤️

Thank you for requesting 🫰🫶🥺 I love this request

Warnings: biting man tities

Luffy ,Sabo ,shanks reacting to Thier Fem!s/o biting Thier chest

Luffy

You were sitting on his lap,your head is resting on his chest and he is for once sitting peacefully eating some grapes as the ship sail

He is enjoying your comfortable body against his ,it's these wholesome moments that you cherish the most ,you can't help but admire his bored chest ,it's so...nice and so....biteable ,you thought about it for a while really ,biting his chest ,not in a sexual way really ,you just Wanted to try it for once ,What Could go wrong? He is strong ,he can handle one bite..." Can I have a bite Luffy?" You ask and Luffy hum as he eat a grape " sure sunshine! Here you go-"

CHOMP

" (Y/N)! OW WHAT IS THIS FOR?" Luffy yells out as he tries to moves you off his chest but You're still biting down like a fish ,robin giggle at Luffy poor attempts to get you off him while sanji crying in the corner of how ungrateful Luffy is,he have a fine woman biting him and this is his reaction!!!!?????

You let go after leaving a good love bite on his chest ,you grin at him with a toothy smile " no reason ,I just wanted to try it, give it a taste" you joke as you hear some of the crew laughing,Luffy isn't laughing unfortunately " is that so? Let me try yours then!" He state before jumping at you ,You scream in horror as you run away from him ,Sanji is trying to stop Luffy cuz this ain't something you do to a lady! " At least take her out for dinner first! "

He is The worst person to do this to, because He will bite you back ,Like you thought you could do this and live on? No ,he will bite you back with a worst chomp

He will teach you a lesson on Not biting him by biting you back ,It end up with both of you covered in bandages with chopper scolding you both for this reckless behaviors

Next time you bite him randomly he will not flinch ,will only bite you back,He doesn't care that you got sensitive tities ,he will bite back ,You had it Coming

He is immune to your bites now and so are you ,This is a relationship flex in a way (?)

Sabo

You were both laying in bed as you both rested from a long day of work,both of you are naked after a short love making session,Sabo hugged you to his chest as he spoke about some found memory he had as he tries to keep you both awake till you gain energy for the next round,the energy in the room were highly comforting Truly

Too bad that the only thing on your mind was the urge to bite sabo chest like it's your long life cure , perhaps you shouldn't do it now ,but again,is there a better time than now? Will you have this chance again? Probably yes but You live in the moment!

"we used to collect beetles and make them fight each othe-OW!-What-What are you doing?" He asks as he looks at you with a raised eyebrow ,his cheeks slightly flushed "biting Into my favorite snack"you tell as you bite down again causing him to moan ,that itself make you pause your biting " well this is interesting...." You mumble as sabo hand come to grab your hair " don't,We are not unlocking this today" he tells you slightly embarrassed,you hum " No no I think we need to ,Let me bite you somewhere else-" you tell him teasingly as sabo sighs deeply "you're going to be the death of me" he mumble as he pulls you into a kiss , that's a bit too heated than how he usually kiss....

You unlocked his biting kink ,a great new addition to your list of things that sabo is into

He Is really into it ,Just don't bite him outside the bedroom cuz he doesn't know how he would react if you bit him Infront of others (it will be an unhinged reaction for sure)

Will start calling you a wild kitty as a little inside joke between the two of you

He is kinky and he know it , Let's hope you don't figure out his bondage kink any time soon

Shanks

He had it coming ,He really only had himself to blame,you were tired from all the biting and hickeys he leaves on your chest all the time ,he is merciless with his biting,you can't wear anything that show your cleavage because It's all marked up and everyone on the ship tease you about it if they caught a glance of it

So like any good girlfriend,you decided to charm shanks into letting his guard down so you go on with your plan

" want more sake my love?" You asks him sweetly as you pour him another Anyway " you already I can't refuse a drink from a pretty women" shanks mumble against his drink as he drinks it,you smile as you see him relax , getting comfortable even,you decide to move to sit on his lap and he of course let you so easily ,Why would he suspect anything when you're drinking with the crew after dinner?

" trying to get comfortable my love huh?" He asks with a smirk as you nod,your hand running down his chest " trying to get more than comfortable captain" you whisper in his ear , ignoring the fact the Whole crew can see you both like this ,they at this point used of it " is that so dear?" He asks with a husky tone " oh yeah " shanks free his hand to let it run down your hair" you know you can get anything from me my dear,no need to get all touchy ,just ask nicely" he mumble to you " can I ?" You ask as you look up at him ,puppy eyes and pouty lips ,he didn't stand a chance "go ahead darling-OW WHAT THE FUCK?" shanks Yelp as he feel your teeth sink right on his chest ,He is looking at your with a heated look and everyone is looking at you With a questioning look ,You only get up and walk away "consider it payback old man" You let your tongue out as you Walk a bit faster ,shanks stares at you as he register what just happened

"You're NOT getting away with this (y/n)" you hear someone says as you hear a shift in the room, you run out the dining room a bit faster as you hear some heavy footsteps behind you

it was nice while it lasted

You tities didn't survive that night ,he showed you what this 'old man' is capable of when you misbehave

He Is only allowed to bite you up like that ,you doing it so randomly was a wrong choice cuz it only turned him on and gave him a reason to jump at you

he will start calling you A bitebug all the time ,will never let you live this down

YOU only did it once ,LIKE he is the only biting your chest 24/7 but God forbidden you do it once 😔 smh men

[waitingonher]

Hi can you do some Percy Jackson x Hades Child hc?

percy jackson dating a child of hades

pairing: percy jackson x child of hades!reader

content warning: cursing

word count: 780

author's note: sorry this one's a bit shorttt

a son of poseidon and a child of hades? ANOTHER POWER COUPLE. 

everyone knows not to mess with either one of you, or else they’re in for a doozy. 

percy’s always making sure that you’re not overworking yourself. he saw what it did to nico, so he for sure does not want that happening to you too. 

he’ll usually ask in more subtle and casual ways like “training was rough yesterday, how’d you sleep?” or “the lunch selection was good today, what’d you think?” 

it may be overbearing to some, but percy honestly can’t help it. the very last thing he wants is you being too hard on yourself. 

when you two first started dating, you guys—for some reason—decided to make gardening your little thing together?? but when you had accidentally killed them with your aura, you and percy decided to go forward with something a little less…alive. 

LOL so now your guys’ little thing is baking!! 

somehow chiron allowed you and him to use the camp kitchen?? 

anyways, you guys are pretty much pro bakers now! well, if you ignore the time when percy mistook the salt for sugar, then you guys are basically pros. 

you reach your hand out to your boyfriend, “perce, pass me a cookie.” “here,” he passes you a cookie while grabbing himself one, “on the count of three?”  you nod and begin counting, “one, two, three.” taking a bite of the warm cookie, you both immediately realize something’s wrong. the cookie tastes…salty? you see percy’s eyes widen as you two make a dash towards the sink.  “oh my gods! why is it salty?” percy screeches, the chewed up cookie muffling his voice.  after what felt like years of rinsing your mouth, the unpleasant salty taste had left your mouth, “babe, you were in charge of the dry ingredients...so did you use the salt instead of the sugar?”  percy’s eyes widen to the size of saucers, “no…i’m not that stupid. look,” he grabs the plastic container and turns it around, only to reveal the label that reads ‘salt’, "oh…yeah, that’s my bad.” 

considering the reputation your dad has, percy’s always looking out for you. but don’t get me wrong, everyone at camp could not give less of a shit about your dad, but it’s the newcomers he worries about. 

some of the new kids are so bold??? but don’t worry, cuz you and percy ALWAYS find ways to humble them. 

percy’s the type of bf to have almost anything you may need on hand. you need a hair tie? he’s pulling one off his wrist. your lips are chapped? he’s taking out his aquaphor. 

he loves seeing you use your powers, because like…pretty gf who has cool powers over the dead?? what is there not to love??

sometimes when you two are training, you’ll look out the corner of your eye to see your boyfriend just staring at you? percy has ZERO shame and will stare at you whenever he feels like it. 

whenever you guys have sleepovers, he always makes sure you fall asleep before him. it’s more of a comfort thing for him. percy just sleeps better knowing that you’re already sleeping. 

normally he’s a pretty light sleeper, but around you, he’s an even lighter sleeper. he just wants to make sure that he’ll be awake to comfort you in case you have any particularly alarming dreams. 

when you two eat, he never fails to save and offer the last bite to you. but percy doesn’t want you to feel bad about you eating his last bite, so he just nonchalantly offers it to you. 

movie nights with percy!!! 

you’d make him watch all the classic horror movies. shit talking the ones with bad acting and graphics is your guys’ favorite pastime. 

“oh my gods,” percy groans for the umpteenth time, “i swear, it’s probably a mortal who made this movie. they can’t even get the stupid ghosts to look right.”  you laugh at percy’s passion for complaining, “literally! okay but can they get some other guy to play the main character?” 

at this point, you two should make your own horror movie because you’re too busy making fun of them instead of actually enjoying them. 

you also made percy watch tusk… 

ever since watching it, he can’t look at walruses the same. (me too percy)  

gods forbid he runs into one in the ocean. 

percy also has a cork board in his cabin with a shit ton of polaroids on it jdfsksd 

they range from pictures with you to pictures of the sunsets.

but if you pay attention, you’ll find that the majority of the photos include you in them <33

[sadiecoocoo]

The Shadows Are Coming Chp. 1 - TBB Fanfiction

Relationships - CT-9904 | Crosshair & CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, CT-9904 | Crosshair & CT-1409 | Echo & CT-9901 | Hunter & CT-9902 | Tech & CT-9903 | Wrecker, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & CT-9902 | Tech, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & CT-9901 | Hunter, CT-9904 | Crosshair & CT-9901 | Hunter, CT-9901 | Hunter & CT-9903 | Wrecker, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo & CT-9903 | Wrecker

Tags - Angst, Whump, Horror, Blood and Gore, Gore, Blood and Injury, Zombies, Mission Fic, Missions Gone Wrong, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Needs a Hug, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Whump, CT-9904 | Crosshair Needs a Hug, Soft CT-9904 | Crosshair, Protective CT-9904 | Crosshair, Hurt CT-9904 | Crosshair, Hurt CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, Protective CT-9901 | Hunter, CT-9901 | Hunter Needs A Hug, Hurt CT-9902 | Tech, Protective CT-9902 | Tech, CT-9903 | Wrecker Whump, Protective Siblings, Cannibalism, Everyone Needs A Hug

Summary - The Batch was called to investigate a base on a secluded planet after the Republic lost contact with it. It was suspected that the Separatists had tested a new bio weapon there, as the last communication with the base talked about a sickness, with the background noise of screaming and coughs. No one knew what they would find there, the Batch were the unlucky ones to figure it out.

Or, tbb zombie fic set before the events of Aftermath

Word Count - 3,244

Read on AO3

Notes: guys, please, if you can't handle gore, don't read this. this is by far the goriest shit I have ever written, and I've written some gore before... but, if you're a weirdo like me and enjoy reading gore, by all means please enjoy <3 anyways, I've been so excited to share this fic! sadly, I have not finished writing all of it yet, so I don't have a schedule for the updates... I'm really only posting this now because i got to a really slow part and needed interactions to motivate me :D (Also I wanted to post a fic for my birthday cuz I did that last year [please no one look at it it was the first fic I ever wrote]) The title is from the song Shadows by Nick Lutsko, it’s a pretty good song and I think it sort of fits this fic Anyways, please enjoy your gore and horror!

The ship jostled as it came out of hyperspace, rousing Echo awake. He blinked his eyes open, turning onto his side. His hearing aid pressed uncomfortably against his ear. The ARC trooper’s heart was fast from a dream that was already fading.

Crosshair sat across from him, cleaning his rifle silently. He glanced up at Echo’s movement, but ignored him as the ARC sat up. He rubbed his eyes, then reached for his headset underneath his bunk. He replaced his hearing aids with it, then leaned back against the wall. 

His dreams were getting better. They were still there, always would be, but they were better. Half of the time he couldn’t even remember what event it was about, what twisted things his mind showed him. The other half… weren’t pleasant.

“Landing in five.” Hunter announced, rousing Echo from his thoughts. He leaned against the door frame of the cockpit, looking over the two troopers. Echo held a thumbs up and Crosshair nodded. The sergeant went back into the cockpit to help with the landing, though it was usually Echo’s job.

Wrecker mumbled a quick “‘morning,” to Echo as he passed him. The ARC hummed in response, not really having the energy to respond yet. He worked out a crick in his neck, then got up and followed the big guy to the cockpit with the others.

The planet itself was dark, always covered in a thick fog no matter where you went. The planet may as well have had no sun. Despite the dark, it was thick with vegetation, though half of it was poisonous; according to Tech’s ramblings.

The fog washed over the window as Tech lowered the ship for a landing. Echo yawned, covering his mouth. He blinked, looking out into the fog. The lights from the ship painted parts of it an orange-yellow, but beyond that, he doubted even Crosshair could see anything.

The sharpshooter shouldered his firepuncher and opened the door to the ship. Echo shuddered as cold flowed inside. He tapped his finger on his thigh anxiously. Wrecker, carrying a pack of more than enough explosives, left the Marauder first.

Echo only hesitated a moment after that before braving the cold humidity. The forest was unnaturally silent. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat. Hunter patted his shoulder as he passed him, taking point.

The group had received a call from Cody, stating that they had lost contact with the base after a chilling holo. He said that it was likely that a new separatist bio weapon was tested there, since it was secluded from any other bases. The quiet and seclusion somewhat reminded Echo of Rishi. He hoped the troops here didn’t meet a similar end as his first squad did.

Since it was a bio weapon they were dealing with, helmets stayed on. Echo was perfectly fine with that, but he knew Wrecker would be a bit annoyed. The bruiser seemed to like taking his helmet off in the middle of a mission, resting it on the top of his head when there was a quiet moment between fights.

Hunter led the group through the forest, towards the base. The group was silent as they walked, blending in with the rest of the planet. Echo didn’t like that he couldn’t see ten feet in front of him, he stayed close to his brothers.

The planet made him feel strange, like it was clawing into his brain to make him worried and anxious. He flinched with every sound the group made, feeling as though they needed to be completely silent.

“Something the matter, reg?” Crosshair teased. Echo turned to him and shrugged. Something was definitely the matter, but he wasn’t about to vent while they were on a mission.

“Nothing important,” He muttered in response. Crosshair eyed him for a moment longer, then turned away silently. Echo couldn't count how many times he wished he could read the sharpshooter as well as he could read Echo.

The group fell into silence again, though Echo wished they hadn’t. He couldn’t stand the silence, he never liked it. On Rishi, he had to fill it with rambling on about the reg manuals, of course Fives and Cutup usually chatted loud enough for him to not really need to. In the 501st there had been enough chaos, even when they were on leave, for him to feel content. It was on Skako when it became a problem, when all he ever got was either silence or screaming. He preferred the silence then, now it just made him want to vomit.

There was a break in the fog. A large metal door was in front of the group now. Hunter turned to Tech and Echo, nodding his head towards the panel and scomp port beside the door. Echo and Tech both headed towards the machinery, Tech plugging in his datapad and Echo linking up with the port.

Along with getting the door open, Echo tried to search for any holo feed or comm chatter, hoping that he could figure out what they were about to face inside. He shuddered again as he remembered the holo call they were shown prior to the mission. Troopers had been screaming, coughing, and firing blaster bolts wildly. One had yelled something about monsters, and not to breathe.

Of course, the Batch had been sent to investigate. Because they were skilled enough to handle it, according to whoever was in charge. Tech had said on the way here that he wanted a sample to maybe find a cure on his own, and that had really been all they needed to be convinced enough to go. They all knew Tech would never let them forget about how much he had wanted that sample, and they’d rather not face the splicer’s wrath.

With a loud clang and the groaning of machinery, the large door slowly started to open. Echo and Tech both went back to the group and readied their blasters. They weren’t sure what they’d find, and rather not risk being caught off guard.

“I am picking up three life signs inside,” Tech announced, looking up from his data pad. Its green glow cast his face in an eerie light.

“I guess this is a rescue mission too now.” Hunter mumbled as he slowly entered the base. He gave no indication of needing to worry about immediate attack. His shoulders were tense, but not how they were when he heard or sensed something unusual. The rest of the Batch entered the base.

The door opened into a large hangar area. A few ships were scattered about, but strangely all of them were very damaged. This base didn’t see much battle, so there was no reason for every single one of the ships to be in such disrepair.

“It’s creepy in ‘ere.” Wrecker mumbled at Echo’s side. Crosshair turned his head dramatically to show he was rolling his eyes. Echo patted the big guy on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry Wreck, I’m sure Cross’ll hold your hand.” Echo teased, feeling glad to bring back the group’s usual light mood. Echo could imagine Wrecker’s pouty look at the teasing. Crosshair hissed a quick “I will not,” then bumped Echo’s shoulder.

“I’d suggest we go to the command center,” Tech said, bringing them back on track. The group agreed, and they all left the silent hangar to navigate through the equally silent halls. 

Echo fell back slightly, wanting to get a better look at the state of the base. He ran his hand along the wall for a moment, then rubbed the dust that stuck to his fingers. He paused, turning around and looking back the way they came.

There should have been workers in the hangar, even if some were sick. He knew from experience that many clones would ignore their own health to continue doing their job, it shouldn’t be any different here. It was a dark thought, but they should have found a body by now.

Hunter tried his best to ignore the headache that had started as soon as they opened the hangar doors. It was ruining his senses, so much so that he could barely feel his brothers right next to him. He almost didn’t notice when Echo fell behind, the fact only coming to his attention when Crosshair called the ARC trooper back.

He blinked away another sharp pain in his skull. The pain would come and go in a pattern. The pattern, combined with the loudness of it, reminded him of someone banging drums right in his ear. Not the most pleasant feeling by a landslide.

He wished he could ask Tech for some of the medicine he knew the splicer always carried with him, but they couldn’t take off their helmets. Even so, it’d be wise to let them all know that his senses wouldn’t be up to par for this mission.

“I’m having trouble sensing anything in here, got a headache as soon as the doors opened,” He announced, slowing to be sure they all heard. He could see the way Tech’s eyes crinkled in a confused frown.

“That is irregular,” Tech responded. Hunter nodded silently. Irregular or not, it was happening and he couldn’t do anything about it. “I’ll see if there is some kind of machinery in the base affecting you.” Tech said before turning back down to his datapad. “Take a right here.” He said a moment later, taking it upon himself to direct the group when Hunter couldn’t.

“I’ve been feeling a little weird too,” Echo supplied quietly. “Something about this place just feels wrong.” Hunter and Echo both had similar problems with the occasional piece of machinery affecting them. With Hunter’s senses, and Echo’s electronic parts, if something was jamming electronic signals, both of them would be having a rough time.

“Wrong, would be one way to describe this facility.” Tech replied, not looking up from his datapad. He gave Hunter another direction and the group changed course as they turned the corner.

“Very scary,” Crosshair drawled sarcastically. Hunter glanced to see Crosshair leaning his head towards Wrecker, likely a smirk underneath his bucket. Wrecker retaliated with a sharp “shut up,” then the group fell silent again.

Hunter squinted his eyes as another wave of pain assaulted him. He held out hope that there would be some kind of machinery in the command center that would dampen the disturbance. He wasn’t too optimistic, though.

It wasn’t long before the group came to another door. This time Tech hacked it from his datapad, saving Echo the trouble of scomping in. it opened with a hiss, revealing an empty command center. The group paused, none being sure of what to make of it. Hunter shook his head, blinking away some of the pressure in his skull, and entered the room.

“Tech, Echo, see if you can pull up some cameras to see what happened.” He ordered, the two quickly rushed off the separate consoles and pressed an assortment of buttons. Hunter could never wrap his mind around how easily the two seemed to know what button to press or code to input to get just about any machinery to listen to them. It probably helped that the two were about as in sync as Tech and Crosshair were. It was like the twins became triplets, if Crosshair wouldn’t be so standoffish with the former reg.

“Hey sarge,” Wrecker whispered, though it was far from quiet, “how come there aren’t any… y’know… bodies?” He hissed nervously. Hunter could imagine how his nose scrunched up at the last word. Despite his love of destruction and explosions, Wrecker despised death, as many would. Sometimes Hunter wondered if Wrecker would be a pacifist if there wasn’t a war, then he remembered all the times he and Crosshair antagonized some regs that gave them funny looks.

“I don’t know,” He mumbled, “Tech did say that there were still some life signs, so maybe they moved them for a proper burial?” He tried. The fact that there were no bodies chilled him. He wished Wrecker hadn’t pointed it out, but he knew they were all thinking it anyway.

“Don’t get your blacks in a bunch, Wreck.” Crosshair chided, keeping the mood light with his dry humor. “It’s not like some big scary monster is gonna jump out at you.”

“Even if one did, you would be more than equipped to handle it.” Tech cut in cheerily. “How are things on your end, Echo?” He turned back to the ARC, who had fallen strangely silent throughout the bit of banter.

Echo didn’t respond. They all turned to him. He wasn’t scomped in, so it wasn’t like he hadn’t heard them. Hunter walked over to the silent trooper.

“Echo?” He moved to place a hand on his shoulder, to rouse him of whatever headspace he was trapped in, but froze as something caught his eye. He turned to where Echo was staring, immediately feeling sick to his stomach.

Cramped in between two consoles, was a bloodied trooper. His helmet was off, his vacant eyes rolled to the back of his head. A long line across his neck still leaked blood, there was a hole in his chest where Hunter knew his heart should be. Several of the trooper’s limbs were missing. His lower jaw was hanging, disconnected on one side of his face.

Hunter gagged as he turned away, not being able to bear the sight anymore. He leaned over one of the consoles, breathing heavily. The others all stopped what they were doing, moving to rush to the gruesome sight.

“No- don’t-” He held a hand up, effectively halting the group. “Y-you don’t wanna see that.” He spat out, nose scrunching in disgust.

“Hunter, what the kark is it-” Crosshair said, stopping short as he finally tilted his head enough to see what had scared Hunter so terribly. Crosshair flinched back, hand going to his helmet as if he were trying to cover his mouth. Wrecker grabbed his wrist quickly, making sure the sharpshooter didn’t take off his helmet in his haste.

Crosshair’s reaction seemed to be enough for the others to not feel the need to see it. Wrecker took several steps back, dragging the other with him protectively. Hunter, very reluctantly, turned back to Echo. He tried to avoid looking at the mangled corpse, and was mostly successful.

“Echo,” He said again, the ARC still hadn’t moved. “Echo, step away from the body.” Hunter urged. Echo seemed to have the exact opposite reaction that the others did, not being able to tear his gaze away. Even worse, for once in his life disobeying orders, he took a step closer to it.

“Reg!” Crosshair hissed desperately. Echo didn’t seem to notice it as he crouched down in front of the body. Hunter stared in horror at Echo’s silent fascination with it.

“A sickness can’t do this.” Echo mumbled, the first thing he said since they entered the room. They all stared at him. He sounded terrifyingly detached. “Blasters can’t do this either.” He continued numbly.

“Echo, step away from it!” Hunter ordered harshly. The ARC didn’t give a single sign of hearing him. Instead, karking hells, he brought up his scomp arm and touched it. Hunter gagged again and had to turn away. He knew Echo was weird at times, but for kark’s sake he didn’t think he was downright insane.

“His armor was torn open by hand.” Echo announced, finally standing and turned to the group. A small drop of blood fell off of his scomp. “By a human hand.” Hunter could only stare at the deranged ARC trooper.

It was then that his headache decided to flare up again. Hunter suppressed a groan at the new wave of pain, placing a hand on his helmet. What he thought were drum beats were starting to remind him of something else. Despite himself, Hunter turned back to the body and he too seemed to be unable to look away again.

“What the kark do you mean ‘torn open by hand?!” Crosshair asked incredulously. It sounded almost as though he were in hysterics. Hunter was surprised he wasn’t at that point as well. He blinked and looked at the hole in the trooper’s chest.

“I mean someone was patient or strong enough to tear off his armor and rip out his heart by hand.” Echo elaborated. “I don’t know how that’s possible, but I know there aren’t any blaster wounds on the trooper, and no one stationed here could possibly have a lightsaber!” He hissed, defending his explanation.

Heart. Someone ripped out this trooper’s heart. Someone dug into his armor and ripped out his heart. Hunter blinked several times, his head throbbing again, as he stared at where the trooper’s heart should be.

“Why would someone wanna rip out his heart?” Wrecker asked, sounding honestly scared.

“I don’t know why-” heart.

“That wouldn’t make any sense, there would be no plausible reason for anyone to want to rip out someone’s heart, let alone get through clone armor, with their bare hands.” Tech cut in, fighting to find some kind of logical explanation. “There are far easier ways to kill a trooper.” He mumbled.

“Do you want to take a look at it? ‘Cause I frankly think I’ve seen enough of it!” Echo cut in defensively. There was another drum beat, and this time Hunter couldn’t stifle his groan of pain. The others were too distracted to notice. drum beats, hearts.

A heartbeat. It wasn’t a drum.

“A heartbeat-” Hunter gasped, effectively silencing the group. They all turned to him, and before they could ask anything, he continued. “My headache,” He stood upright, his revelation making it easier to ignore the pain in his skull, “I thought it felt like drums, it’s loud, and has a pattern- but it’s a heartbeat.” He stopped to take a breath, trying to piece together the rest of the puzzle.

“If it is a heart beat then why is it so loud?” Wrecker asked innocently.

“It’s more than one.” Hunter replied quickly. He blinked several times, then rushed out of the command center. The others protested behind him, telling him to wait a minute or to explain what was happening.

“It’s coming from this way.” Hunter announced, pointing down a darkened hallway. “I think if we go there, we might find something.” He explained. The group was silent, and he silently urged them to understand what he was getting at. Then, Echo slowly nodded.

“Yeah, okay.” The ARC trooper said, “We came here to investigate, all we’ve found so far are more questions, so let’s go investigate.” Echo said with a shrug.

“Are you serious!?” Crosshair hissed. The others didn’t have any open protests, so into the dark hallway it was. Hunter went on and led them all forward. “Yeah, let’s just let the two people acting really weird lead us into a creepy hallway.”

“Crosshair, I doubt their behavior is anything to worry about. Echo has seen more battles than us and knows what to do, and Hunter has always taken charge.” Tech assured him, though Hunter had stopped listening and started focusing more so on the heartbeat giving him the worst headache of his life.

“This is why you all need to start watching more horror holos.” Crosshair grumbled.

“Says the guy making fun of me for being scared.” Wrecker shot back, sounding proud of himself.

“Kark off.”

End Notes: so, gore :) also, who do you think is gonna be a zombie first, if any at all? if you've read all the teasers you might be able to guess pretty easily. anyways, I have no idea when I'll post the next chapter, I mgiht wait until I've finished the entire fic, or maybe it'll be posted next week, who knows! I hope you guys enjoyed <3

Read Chp. 2

NPT: @squad-724 @arctrooper69 @weyrwolfen @clownery-and-fuckery @charlieisannoying

@greyangelpain @zilvercrystal @travellingnorthwards @lifblogs @electrikworm

@buniby @thora-sniper @restrospect1003

[five-rivers]

Cryptid Crawl! Chapter 4

AO3

Now including prompts from @currentlylurking, @going-dead, @aggressivelyclueless, @carelisswriting, and @schrodingersfic

Most of you I didn't tag on previous chapters because I hadn't quite gotten to the part of the story your prompts were relevant in, but now I have! Please enjoy. :)

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Hi, Danny!  Guess who’s coming to visit their favorite cousin!  Yeah!  It’s me!  I’ll be by in a couple weeks or so.  Are there any hotels that are good to camp out at while I’m in town?  Can’t wait to see you guys!  Bye!

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

It’s me!  I’m still making good progress, I think?  I’ve been trying out hitchhiking- it’s so funny to see people’s faces after you disappear on them.  You’d think that they never picked up hitchhikers before.  Lol.  Is it okay to say that out loud?  Lol.  It sounds kinda funny.  Anyway, I’m in Louisiana right now.  New Orleans was great.  See ya soon!

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Dani Phantom:

Dani, don’t take this the wrong way, but did you learn how to hitchhike from watching horror movies?

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Valerie Gray:

Hey, Val, this, um, this is Dani!  Yeah, I know, I know, I never call, you want to know how I got this number, that kind of stuff, but I kind of wound up in an embarrassing situation, and before I call my cousin, I need to know if you know anything about a group of ghost hunters that calls itself the ‘Investigation?’  I will really owe you one.  Thanks.

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Soooo, hey, cuz, you might have been right about disappearing and attracting the wrong sort of attention.  I’ve picked up a couple of ghost hunting types.  But don’t worry!  They suck so much.  Like, they’re indescribably bad.  So bad, I’m not even sure they’re really ghost hunters.  They’re setting up this rube goldberg stuff.  They’re filming for like TV or something, and I need some prank ideas.  Need need need need.  Prank.  Ideas.  Call me back when you get this!

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Danny, this is Jazz.  I just saw some of the people here watching a video called ‘Cryptid Crawl,’ and it mentioned Amity Park.  And you.  I’m pretty busy here, so I don’t have a lot of time to look into it, but, you know.  Wanted to let you know.  Hope you’re having a good week, bye!

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton:

–lieve I missed her, she just called like ten minutes ago.  Anyway, I looked into it, Jazz.  I don’t think they’ll be too much of a problem, but thanks for letting me know.  Have a good time at your thing.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton:

Jazz, we have a problem, check the Amity of Amity boards.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jack Fenton: 

Dad, this is Jazz.  You know I’m on those message boards, right?  The forums?  Please, please do not start running around town with a video camera.  Do not put cameras on the GAV.  Do not post anything ghost related online.  Don’t.  Just don’t.  Do you remember the cease and desist orders from when you and Mom blanketed all of the radio channels in town with anti-ghost static?  It’s like that.  You don’t want to be labeled as a public hazard for something other than your driving, do you?  Don’t.  Do.  It.  I love you, bye!

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton: 

What the heck did you say to Dad?  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton: 

Jazz, I say this in the most loving way I can: if you gave him this idea, I may commit sororicide.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Madeline Walker-Fenton: 

Mom, this is Jazz.  Do you know what Dad’s working on?  It’s got Danny freaking out.  Call me back when you get this.  I love you, bye!

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Jasmine Fenton: 

*Heavy breathing* They’re mounting cameras on the GAV.  They’ve made a YouTube channel.  I don’t want our house to get raided by the GIW, Jazz.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Madeline Walker-Fenton: 

Mom, this is Jazz.  I know your phone didn’t ‘suddenly lose signal.’  Either call me back or I’m coming home from Model UN early.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Madeline Walker-Fenton: 

Mom, this is Jazz.  If I come home and government agents have been in my room, I’m going to lose it.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Vladimir Masters: 

Vlad, this is Jazz.  Dad and Mom are going to try to film a YouTube show about ghost hunting.  If you don’t help Danny find some way to stop them, I’m going to suggest to Dad that he give you a shout out every five minutes so everyone knows what good friends you are.  Don’t tell Danny about this call.  Or else.  You know what I’m talking about.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

So, Daniel, I hear that you have a little problem regarding your idiot father’s sudden desire for internet celebrity.  If you need assistance, I’m more than willing to… negotiate.  I’ll be waiting.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Very well.  Silence is also a worthwhile bargaining technique.  In truth, such an… expose would harm me as well.  As such, we should work together.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Daniel Fenton:

Daniel, call me back, your sister is blackmailing me.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Dani Phantom:

*High pitched* OoooooooOOOOOoooooOOOOOoooohhhhhh, I’m Danny Phantom and I have weird opinions about how other people hitchhike oooooooooohhhh.

*Distantly* Dani, give me back my phone you little gremlin!

OoooooooOOOOOOOOooooohhhhh I just got notified by– Oh!  Hahahahah!  Time for chaos.  Lessee here–  I… like… girls… that can… beat me up… and… buff… computer… nerds…  That’s how you spell nerds, ri–

*More closely* Dani!

He found m–!

*The call ends with a series of thumps.*

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Dani Phantom:

Heya, Dani, this’s Val.  I know you’re in the forums, but I wanted to ask you this more privately.  Those guys who were following your hitchhiking act a few weeks back, were they called ‘the Investigation’ or something like that?  It’s important, so call me back or DM me.

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of the Boo-langerie: 

Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I work at Casper High School.  The school is trying to arrange a ‘Community Cake Day’ as part of our home economics, hospitality vocational training, and ghost survival training courses.  If your business is interested in participating, please call us back.  Community Cake Day will be fully sponsored by MasterSoft.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Poltergeist Pastries: 

Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I work at Casper High School.  The school is trying to arrange a ‘Community Cake Day’ as part of our home economics, hospitality vocational training, and ghost survival training courses.  If your business is interested in participating, please call us back.  Community Cake Day will be fully sponsored by MasterSoft.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Creep-tastic Catering: 

Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I work at Casper High School.  The school is trying to arrange a ‘Community Cake Day’ as part of our home economics, hospitality vocational training, and ghost survival training courses.  If your business is interested in participating, please call us back.  Community Cake Day will be fully sponsored by MasterSoft.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Lance Thunder: 

Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I work at Casper High School.  The school is trying to arrange a ‘Community Cake Day’ as part of our home economics, hospitality vocational training, and ghost survival training courses.  We thought Ghost Watch and the APNN might be interested in covering the event.  Please let us know if this is the case.  Community Cake Day will be fully sponsored by MasterSoft.  

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Transcript of a voicemail message left in the inbox of Final Rest-aurant Supply:Hello, my name is William Lancer, and I’m calling to confirm Casper High’s order.  Your transcript of the order is correct.  We do want that much flour.  Thank you.  

[definesanity]

Y Ferch a'r Carw.

That. Darned. Giggle.

Alice liked to keep to herself; in fact, she loves to keep to herself. It was one of the few she did love.

But Nori's kid's giggle? No. It's too darn similar to Nori's giggle. The type she did whenever she killed someone. Or, discovered a new amusement from that damn witch power they and Yeva shared.

Pah. Now look at her: Sitting with the kid looking at her. She found her skulking around above the underground; she was taking a risk, and took it head-on. But she needed to get the oil for herself and Beau. He should have enough for a couple'a months, but...

She thought Nori's kid was Nori, and panicked. After all, she and her didn't get along the best; Yeva was much better, that quiet Russian gal always trying to keep herself calm by saying random facts an' such.

But, the kid caught her, chained her, and is now keeping her in her room. In her sight, and in her mind.

"Ya know, I ain' gonna attack ya." she commented, trying to scratch an itch that was really starting to annoy her. "What could I even do?"

"If you knew my Mom, you'd know more about this," she gestured to her eye, wherein the damned symbol appeared. "You're not getting out until I get answers, because I know you're more dangerous than the Murder Drones. Who are you?"

"..."

"...Ugh. Listen, lady, I don't wanna chain you up. Even if it's really cool, me interrogating you like this, it's still not enjoyable."

Alice looked at the kid. The kid did so likewise. She wasn't getting out of this, was she?

So, with a groan, she spoke:

"...My name is Alice. Subject Zero-One-Seven to the humans." she spat out. And judging by how the kid's eyes lit up, it was good info.

"'Subject'?" and of course that's the first question.

"Yeah. Subject," she spat out oil to her side. "They foun' us, and locked us up like we were toys. Me, Yeva, and Nori. Yeva was nice. Quiet." she then shot forwards, looking at the kid with a strained smile. "But Nori? Oh, no... she loved attention, and the power that lil' trick of 'er's gave to her. She used it of'en, the Sentinels liked to lick her feet, and either tormented Yeva, tormented me or, on a bad day, both. Robo-Lor' we fight back though, 'cuz she was more than 'creative' with her 'pranks'."

The kid's eyes got more and more open, until she looked downright horrified. "...You're wrong." she said. "Mom... she was always trying to get away from the horrors the Solver cau--"

Alice hissed at the words, her antlers and its attachments tinkling. "So Zero-Two 'ad a change'a heart, did she? Hah! Didn' think twice abou' us or anyone else though, did she?!"

"How am I supposed to know?! She's DEAD!" the kid shouted. After a moment, she caught her breath, and now looked at Alice's stunned expression, orange eyes blinking in a in stunned silence.

"...Nori's dead?" she repeated, orange eyes still not back to a regular shape yet. "But... she's Nori! The hotshot aroun' the labs!"

"Yeah? Still not immune to the nanites of a Disassembly Drone's tail now, is she?"

"...Yeah. You're righ' abou' that one."

"What, suddenly you care?"

"'Course not. Just surprised that Nori could die. Didn't think she could, hones'ly."

The two sat in silence. Then, Alice's eyes flickered to her. "Say. Never did get your name. What she call ya?"

"What, want a name to put on the grave?"

"Because I don't wanna keep callin' ya 'Nori's Kid'; from what I've seen, you're different from her. Namely, not puttin' me through a wall."

She rolled her eyes. But, she still answered: "Uzi. Don't call me Doorman."

"...Wait, Nori and Khan married?"

"Unfortunately... lemme guess, he was a deadbeat back then as well?"

"Just a idjit; I mean, he did have a weird obsession with doors but, hey, I'm a scavenger, so who am I to poke fingers at?"

"That 'weird obsession' caused him to nearly kill me." Uzi spat out. Then, mimicked Alice by spitting on the ground (Alice almost smiled).

"Sheesh, I hope Yeva was at least a lil' more lucky."

"She's also dead; her daughter, Doll, also has the 'lil' trick'."

"...Yeah, okay, you know what? I take back what I said: everything has gone ta' hell."

Another silence came over them, them broken by Uzi instead.

"You... said you were a scavenger, right?"

"Only one down below. At least, only one left." she didn't say a word about Beau. She wanted to keep at least one thing to herself.

"Then, let's say I keep you around, let you scavenge, and you can tell me more on the... thing?"

Alice paused to think. Well, pretended to, anyways.

"Let me go on weekends back to my home."

"Why?"

"To get Nunya."

"Funny... but, that's gonna be the best I get, isn't it?"

"Damn straight it is."

"...Ugh, fine. I just hope you don't mind additional company."

"Uzi, I lived with humans watching over me, I'm used to it by now."

Uzi rolled her eyes, and got up towards her. Unshackling her, she gestured behind her, through the doors. "Go and get a shower. You smell like twenty-year-old oil."

"Twenty-one, actually."

"That's worse!"

Alice took that moment to slither out of the door. Not towards freedom, no, but to said shower. Of course, not one with water. It was more of a dry cleaning than anything else and, boy, did she need one.

"'Uzi', huh?" she asked to no one. "Gotta admit; yer at least nicer than Nori ever was."

To a brewing companionship, she supposes, heh...

[hath-e]

So now that I've actually watched 10 anime I wanted to rank them from best to worst

1. MSG: the Witch from Mercury; I have not seen any other Gundam show but I don't think this one is leaving #1 spot ever, and Bandai were cowards and homophobic for not showing us either a kiss or the wedding even though they got married, also I'm so mad that I episode 11 during the hug they didn't even say "I love you". The robots became the least interesting part of the robot show (8th I watched)

2. Bocchi the Rock!; probably what I want most anime to be, can't wait for the movie('s), this, G-Witch and Your Name might as well both be #1, also I want a cute Bocchi plush but I can't find one that's affordable without a high delivery :< (7th I watched)

3. Your Name; A movie that I found on a trans subreddit about a year ago, I didn't think it'd be as good as it was or that it'd affect me as much as it did, but I was left in tears when the credits came on, the story went somewhere completely than I thought it would, 10/10. also tied for first place, it deserves to be watched in a movie theater so much (10th I watched)

4. Cowboy Bebop; twink and his bear friend go on space adventures oh and the twink has his own shadow the hedgehog (6th one I watched)

5. BNA: Brand New Animal; the one of 2 studio Trigger show I've seen but from what I've read and heard they have a pretty mid reputation, I really liked it tho, I watched it around the time I came out and it's a pretty good trans allegory (still feel a tad weird about the ending) (4th one I watched)

6. Neon Genesis Evangelion (and the 1st movie); (don't)Get in the robot Shinji, I had been interested in it a bunch, big robots and all that, but only just got to it. The self perpetuating loop of abuse and trauma that Shinji and everyone gets put through because Genduo can't get over the death of his wife is horrible and I can't think of a more despicable antagonist than him, the movie was so fucked up. I still struggle to get what Seele was supposed to represent. I loved every scene where the Eva's get shown as demons, those looked real cool (9th I watched) (watched it entirely cuz of Signalis)

7. Cyberpunk Edgerunners; watched this before I played the game, the abuse that David went through combined with the end that I miss interpreted put me a bit off and I missed the point, but I got it after a rewatch (3rd one I watched)

8. JoJo's Bizarre Adventure; now that I've grown as a person I can safely say that it deserved to drift from spot 1, part 4 is still my fave. And it's still really really good in spite of how low it is (1st I watched)

9. Guilty Gear Xrd & Strive story mode; I am both counting and lumping them together, I liked the oversized Smurf with a gun, also Elphelt bby girl, still would've preferred an actual game tho(5th one I watched)

100000000000. Future Diary; I've watch this in a trade to get someone else to watch JoJo's, they came out better off with that deal, I am also no longer friends with that person (not because of the show but it's funny to mention) (2nd I watched) I still think it's missing some zeros, just add however many you believe it needs

Honorable mentions:

- Signalis; I know it's not an anime but it's anime adjacent and it's the best story I've ever played through, I don't even like horror games or gore at all that much but I will 100% this game and get all the endings, I wish I could talk about it more but spoiling ANYTHING about it feels wrong and making posts where half the words are censored just so fans get it isn't gonna work

- Pokemon; I loved the XYZ and B&W runs but I haven't watched it all and only remember catching it on TV

-Scott Pilgrim takes off, I watched the first few episodes, I don't particularly care for it, but it looks pretty good

Dishonorable mentions:

- Attack on Titan; I've had a run in with the series back when season 1 came out, back when I thought gore was cool, now I have negative interest in the series, I literally couldn't care less and I'm only putting it here to be fair

Conclusion:

After the Witch from Mercury and Evangelion, I don't care for big robots as much as I used to.

Oh and I'm watching some more soon-ish gimme recommendations

[zerolune]

₊❏❜ ⋮ ⌒ Chapter 6 - horrors of the night

: ̗̀➛ Pairing : Anton × OC

Synopsis: When Seunghan, Wonmee, Anton and Gwen go for a movie, the horror movie isn't the only horror they face.

Warnings : swearing, a jerk guy.

Next, Masterlist

"Oh seriously cmon!! It's the last day of our promotions! It'll be fun!!" Wonmee exclaimed, encouraging Eunryung. "No way in hell am I paying to get heart attacks." The elder refused. "Please it isn't fun with just two people!" Wonmee urged once again.

"Yes, researches have proven that watching films with more people provides a better experience due to the adrenaline boost from the movie being balanced out by the endorphins released due to the presence of your friends." Gwen spoke almost robotically, explaining why Eunryung should join them.

"Wow-uh- you're not wrong now- but! Why me though? Why not Yuri or Miyoung?" Eunryung asked, diverting the target. "Miyoung is going for samgyeopsal with her siblings and Yuri has to choreograph for Taemin Sunbaenim." Gwen said again, very mechanically.

"What are you guys talking about?" Sungchan asked as the boys entered the practice room, pretty late. "We are trying to convince Eunryung to see the new Nun movie with us, on the last day of our promotions, would any of you like to join?" Wonmee offered.

"Horror no way, I'm out!" Wonbin and Sungchan explicitly stated. "Hmm sorry I have plans," Shotaro said. "Oh I can come! I love horror!" Seunghan said. "And based on the timings, I'm free!" Seunghan checked his phone for the show timings on some app.

"Great! So, you, me, Gwen and anyone else?" Wonmee looked around. "I have something with my family that night so probably not," Sohee pouted. "I have a meet up with friends," Eunseok said, checking some kind of calendar-schedule.

"Ah well, that's okay, three people should be fine," Seunghan grinned, going over to discuss the timings with the other two. Anton on the other hand, looked around, of course his hyungs knew that he hated anything to do with horror, and maybe the girls forgot about him (sorry Anton), but if Gwen was going- this was his chance.

"Oh I can go! It'll be great to see a horror movie!" He finally spoke up, his hyungs looking at him judgementally. Seunghan was about to say, "But don't you-" before he looked over to Gwen and a light bulb lit in his head. "Alright so four of us! Great!" The boy began walking over to Sungchan who was about to say something and immediately whispered to him, "Hyung, let the lover boy follow his heart-even if it stops during the movie." He then made Sungchan look towards Gwen.

"Ohh, I see," He laughed.

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"Alright, soldiers, listen up, 9:30's the movie, so they gotta leave by 9:10, we have to make sure Anton looks his best, in precisely 58 minutes- we would have had a whole hour if Anton didn't argue that he was going to a HORROR movie just because he loves Gwen."

"For the last time-"

"Shut up Loverboy! Soldiers Let's get to work!" Shotaro began parading around, as the boys carried a 6 feet tall boy across the dorm. "Listen you are no way in hell wearing that ugly ass hoodie, wear this denim jacket or lose the love of your life." Wonbin began.

"And we gotta do something with your hair cuz you remind me of when my mom used to cut my hair," Eunseok began ruffling the boy's hair.

Finally they dressed him up-giving him an early 2000's teen movie makeover-not that he needed one. "Now, I know it's gonna be scary, and you will want to die, but under no circumstances will you call for your eomma, we can't let her think you have mommy issues." Shotaro gave the first advice.

"Instead, ask if you can hold hands, just make sure they aren't sweaty," Seunghan said. "What if she says no?"

"Then change your name to Amanda Williams, move to Switzerland and never return- also get a buzz cut just in case." Wonbin advised.

"But relax, she isn't like that, she's a caring person okay, she'll know if you're scared besides she helped you with your bullies, she'll help you with ghosts too, don't worry." Sungchan assured.

"How can you say that for sure though?" Eunseok raised a brow. "Because- I don't know man she feels like my sister, we have been talking quite a lot lately and it literally feels liek we're siblings," Sungchan explained.

"As long as you don't commit sweet home Alabama, Anton shouldn't feel jealous, right?" Wonbin looked towards the boy who rolled his eyes at Sungchan. "Ah don't worry Anton, I wouldn't ever think that way... but now that I think about it..." Sungchan took a dramatic pause. "Why am I helping a boy become my sister's boyfriend?!?"

"You better not do anything suspicious," He suddenly warned Anton as him and Seunghan began moving out the home. "It'd be a blessing if he could even talk to her without stuttering, you shouldn't be worried at all," Eunseok teased. "Hyung!" They heard Anton protest before the door closed.

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"Oh Seunghan! You're here, where's Anton?" Wonmee asked as they stood near the snacks counter. "Oh he'll be here any moment," Seunghan smiled.

Anton suddenly appeared out of nowhere, dramatically walking in, making eye contact with Gwen- who was-why was she looking at her phone- goddammit the dramatic entry they planned was useless.

"Oh Hi Anton!" Gwen looked up, shooting a smile. "H-Hey!" Anton tried to look cool. "What's wrong with you today?" Gwen laughed. "Okay, so who's getting the popcorn?"

"Me and Wonmee will take care of it, you both go!" Seunghan quickly ushered the younger two towards the movie hall, a plan being plotted in his mind.

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"Ah so I see, Anton does like her! But you know I think Gwen likes him too," Wonmee said as her and the boy were walking back to the theatre with popcorn and drinks in their hands.

"Wait really? But she person-zoned him right?" Seunghan tilted his head. "Bold of you to assume a girl would tell her feelings straight! Why are you so oblivious, don't you have a girlfriend?"

"Oh well my ex yea, she cheated on me," Seunghan sighed. "You got cheated on? You? No way-"

"Get this, with my best friend," he revealed as Wonmee couldn't believe her ears. "That's well- uh- I don't know what to say, how do you feel?"

"I guess it's just life, stuff works like that," he sighed yet again, opening the door and holding it open. "I mean it shouldn't, like you're probably the hottest guy in our group?? Maybe the hottest person I've ever seen? And not only that, you're a gentleman, you're everything? How could they?"

"Woah woah, did you just call me hot?"

"I'm only saying the truth, besides, if you weren't hot you can't be an idol,"

"Sohee's an exception, he's cute as fuck."

"There's always an exception," she smiled, heading to their seat. "Oh look they're sitting beside each other! Our plan worked letsgo!!" Seunghan smiled.

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Seriously what the fuck. Anton was one more jumpscare away from dying, how could anyone enjoy this? He was holding everything in him to not scream, and it was only 27 minutes until now, oh how would he even manage anymore?

Unbeknownst to him however, the girl beside him could sense the fear lingering in the boy, so almost immediately, she said. "Anton, hold my hand if you're scared, it'll be alright, it's just a movie."

She didn't give him even a second to respond as before he could say anything, his left hand had already been entwined with her left. He could feel the callous on her skin- from her playing her guitar probably, but it was still somehow soft and gentle. Like an assuring feel that nothing would happen to him.

Anton's heart still raced, but now it wasn't because of fear.

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"Please that movie was ass," Wonmee remarked as the group was walking back to the dorm, which was quite close. "I know right, like the jumpscares were cheap as shit."

"I agree, like the cinematography should've been done better to compliment the acting for god's sake."

The three (Anton didn't speak, still reminiscing holding his crush's hand) continued to talk about the movie until they began walking past a 7/11.

"Gyuri Park? Is that you?" Gwen stopped in her tracks, turning back to look at her biggest nightmare. "Ah so it is you," a boy walked over to her, turning her around, getting ahold of her right hand.

"Minjae just leave us be."

"Ah so your hand and your voice both work well now?" He smirked still not letting go. "Let go of her you asshole." Wonmee came in front, shoving him aside.

"Oh Gyuri, you now have other friends and not just that loser boy, hot friends might I add." Minjae said checking out wonmee.

"Just shut up dude," Seunghan said in anger. "Ah you still have guy friends, guess you're still a slut huh?" Minjae only looked at Gwen, who had tears welling up in her eyes.

"Aww jagi, don't cry," he mocked, caressing her cheek. "Don't touch me, you creep," Gwen managed to shout, swatting his hand away.

"Oh feisty, guess you became like this to be more like my type right?" The bully kept laughing as his two other friends joined in, much to the four's despise.

"You know what, just fuck off." Anton pushed the boy, who was shorter than him, alas, Minjae punched him back, almost toppling him to the ground.

"Don't fucking touch him ever again, you jerk," Gwen kicked his shin before taking Anton's hand and running away.

"Guys come quick!"

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"Gwen who was that?"

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[pertinax--loculos]

Last Line (Not) Tag

I was tagged by nobody (or potentially I was aeons ago and I've forgotten), but as this is my blog and my rules, I'm gonna share a last line anyway. :D

In the spirit of seeing what everyone else is up to, I'm tagging @winterandwords (I know you're sorta between WIPs but gimme a line anyway if you want), @thegreatobsesso , @kd-holloman (share your favourite line from TTG! Self-promote!), @inkovert (fav line from Act I of SCIF maybe?), @minutiaewriter , @nikkywrites , @blind-the-winds (maybe something from a short? :D), @drabbleitout (if you happen to be around ^_^), and @dontjudgemeimawriter . (No pressure! Even if I've commented on your name! I'm just trying to prove I have been around even if I've been lurking. 0.o)

Also I tag anyone else that would like to share their last lines! Let me know what you're working on. What's been your favourite part recently? Tell me anything! I want to know!

So, last line! Spoiler alert: I have a new WIP, guys. I'm gonna be trying my hand at sci-fi horror. 😱 This is not very indicative of that, but it's something. ^_^ (Also, I'm experimenting with exaggerated POV voices as an exercise to get them distinct in the first draft, so if it feels like too much, that's why. :D)

“We’ve got a situation here, Verreynne,” Flack said. “And I think you’re more valuable to me alive.”

The shotbolt dropped away. Flack slipped it back into the holster. And Verreynne laughed.

It weren’t a real laugh, truly, far too bitter and twisted to be mistaken for the real thing. But hell, the mirth behind it was real enough. As if Verreynne hadn’t said those exact fucking words to Flack. As if that mercy or greed weren’t what ended him up in this very fucking situation.

“Yer gonna regret it,” he said.

Flack had his thumb back at his mouth. “I know.”

He stopped and let that settle a moment. Then he said, “We’ve got a situation.”

“Christ. You gonna fill me in on the fucking situation or you gonna just keep going on about it? Whaddya want me to do, fucking beg?”

Should’ve kept his mouth closed there. Something sparked in Flack’s eyes and he tilted his head. Considering. Fucker.

“Maybe later,” he said, and Verreynne kicked himself harder, cuz as if that weren’t the worse option, “For now let me tell you what we know.”

Verreynne had figured he were fucked. Hadn’t figured it could get much worse than being caged and chained with fucking Flack wandering around, all trusted and loose.

Turned out he was wrong.

He fucking hated how wrong he were.

[vacantgodling]

🖋️,❤️, and😭 !! Don't have a specific wip in mind, so you get to decide !!

thank youuuuu 🥺💛 i can talk about the liminal space series for these lol :3

🖋️"what inspired you to write your WIPs?"

donut wip was inspired by my frustration at not being able to finish a story, and i thought if i just plotted out an easy, straight to the point, horror novel (cuz whoops donut wip is straight horror p much) that i’d be able to finish it. i wrote like 15 chapters in 2 weeks and then burned myself out when i started a new job in 2021 BUT as i was thinking about it, more and more could i see it fitting into the universe that already existed in jenna the reaper. but… there was no bridge from point a (college horror) to point b (high school supernatural horror literally across the country)

this is where the inspo for noi, alone came in. i’d had noi as a character in some form, for about as many years as i’ve had jenna but i never knew what to DO with them. but it seemed so perfect to make them the bridge between juls and jenna’s stories, even if they must also go through the horrors 😔 them having a demon entity thing in their eye was always a thing so that makes the transition even better (well, worse for them but better for plot)

and then jenna… tbh i never “had” inspiration for jenna. i was literally chilling at my ex’s house in hs when all of a sudden jenna just knocked on the door of my brain like “hey yeah i’m here now.” with all her plot already figured out LMAO. 💀💀 so in case you were wondering she’s always been like this. all i’ve really done is just tweak it and fit it better into the world with the other two wips, and add stuff on etc etc.

mason at the airport sort of came about from me wanting to take a slightly different direction with liminal spaces, like explore different kinds?? so mason’s story, while it’s in the universe it is Slightly different than the rest of them just cuz i wanted to try something new and LESS horrific lmao

❤️"what are your favorite scenes from your WIPs?"

donut wip (gasp that i’m actually willing to talk about Some spoilers lol):

the donut sharing scene is the most important scene To Me

the elevator flashback that talks about juls’s past & trauma around elevators

when juls and joaquin kiss (even tho the poly is alive and well in my head, this relationship is kind of the only one that gets enough time but it’s something i wanna change when i try to write draft 2)

also a particular scene involving news anchors that i don’t wanna spoil but i LOVE it

noi, alone:

tbh i haven’t plotted this one out that well but when noi meets seph is gonna be soooooo funny bc they’re lowkey attracted to him Immediately and lilly loves making fun of them about it. secondly, when the three of them break into the dorm i want it to be kind of messy

jenna the reaper / jenna the witch king:

the scene where noi reveals their demon

the scene with vega that is sad……. ough……

the scene where jenna tells carlos about frankenstein, i actually have that written out lol

the scene where jenna and yehna merge is gonna be OOF

mason at the airport:

i also don’t have much planned yet but i’m excited to write the beginning when mason realizes that there’s something Wrong with the airport and that he’s Alone (or is he)

😭"what are the biggest challenges writing your WIPs?"

honestly for all of these wips it’s just attention span. i enjoy all these stories but sitting down and writing them since 2021 and i burned myself out on donut wip has been a challenge. i’m hoping i can come back around to wanting to write them, but it’s probably gonna be a Long while (cuz i’m projecting in terms of original projects, i’ll write paramour then vampires don’t take road trips and then perhaps after i’ll come back to these)

[n4talia-chaparro]

LIL AU RAMBLE UH--

since someone (Kai) in my inbox mentioned Tommy from the first CU movie I had a few things to say about that bitch ass character.

I ALWAYS wanted to draw a few background characters from the movie since their designs are well-made compared to the show, well never had a chance to put any of them for my future projects. Since Tommy is mentioned now I wanna ramble and share my ideas-

OK OK SO ABOUT TOMMY-

I think Tommy should be part of the surviving team or sum. He is probably well known for hiding in the locker like a fucking coward he is. I think the idea of him hiding in those lockers or any safe hiding spot fits the AU so well. It reminds me of this one old and nostalgic indie horror game that was released in 2015-2016 where you have to hide from 3 little ugly-ass muppets that are like a rip-off of sesame street or walk through a tight-ass hallway. I think it's called 123 Slaughter Me Street. I think????

It also reminds me of a few indie horror games, especially a new one that came out THIS YEAR. Uh maybe Last Monday by Alex Craig-

UH AND MURDER HOUSE BY PUPPET COMBO-

Enough of the game um but "What does the game have anything to do with the au" WELL GOOD QUESTION even tho you didn't ask but I'll answer it anyway!!!

There are 3 or more categories for each character. I'll only mention 3 because I don't know if I can mention all of them in one post like this but anyway.

There are 3 categories;

Survivors, dead, and the KR org members.

Each character belongs to the category depending on how the story goes (I think?). JUST LIKE ANY OTHER HORROR GAMES OF COURSE-

If Tommy never got seen by the man himself and didn't come out of the locker, he belongs to the survivor category. I just realized that if Tommy has been hiding in there for a long time, even if he was witnessing all those gruesome scenes through his locker door and holding the urge of vomiting, cuz obviously the damn AU itself contains gore like any normal horror games...

(What the fuck did you expect the au to be, family-friendly? If you are one of those cowards who will complain, get the fuck out)

AHEM. Tommy, on the other hand, is the type of person who finds a place to hide like any protagonist of the damn game whenever a monster/serial killer is finding them cuz when it comes to finding a way to head to class without seeing caught is the only thing that makes him scare because Tommy always been scared of Krupp in the movie and ends up hiding but with GP... my man had to run for his life before he goes to the wrong direction BRUUH 💀💀💀

But the dumb question is.

"Which category fits Tommy???"

He may be in the survivor category but at the same time, there's a chance he will fall in the KR.org category. Just hear me out.

There could be two options if Tommy was alive. He would choose being fucking killed and accept his faith OOORRRR be alive except he is forced to be part of the KR org where Harold and the other 4 members are.

We don't know if Tommy will trust Harold (well Harold was dragged and forced so pls keep that in mind he is forced to betray any victims) or any student because he is unaware of the KR group. All he knows is that he has been hiding inside his damn locker 24/7 and had to hear screaming and guts splattering around.

Which is silly because I don't know. Nobody fucking knows. Tommy is either a survivor or a victim whom GP NEVER had the chance to interact with because Tommy hides so well that GP doesn't even sense it. UNLESS the victim is very lost in the hallway and doesn't know where to hide or find someone for help and then doesn't sense any red flags from Gp. Even if he is a murderer he knows how to trick his victims and I'm sure Tommy will end up falling for it but did it happen in the storyline if GP was with the other MISSING CHILDREN?

I don't know. That mf has been hiding in there what did you expect- so uh I think that's all?

This is pointless ik but I wanna keep rambling and talking LOL

Silly note: which category fits him the most- pls let me know I'm curious and I don't mind any suggestions from y'all ! :ppp

[d-x-z]

RANT BLOG OF RICK AND MORTY SEASON 7 EPISODE 10

Spoilers under da cut or whateva

And a extreme horribly cringe rant, cringe but free from judgement I am embracing it😔

Jesus, CHRIST.

LITERALLY I SCREAMED, I just. Oh my God!? I WAS LIKE REALLY!? IS DIANE COMING BACK!? but no sadly no.. but the writers gave us something we wanted even tho it wasn't real. BUT HOLY SHIT MORTY ☹️

When his fear was having rick die, I think it was more of a momental fear where it was just more of a concern than fear? But then it turned out to be him not being accepted, I think, THEN it turned out he feared that he'd be replaced ☹️ I think after all this time seeing other versions of morty's dying left and right he'd eventually be replaced too, I mean tell me about it. Rick doesn't need him anymore to kill rick prime right? So maybe post event morty felt less valuable to him that he probably start fearing that one day he'd just die and rick wouldn't care and it's just so sad :( I mean rick is probably morty's first ever friend and someone he can actually trust. And it's just so heartwarming to see both morty's and Rick's development as a duo and as themselves,

Season 1 started off as Rick with one set on goal, to kill rick prime. And concidering morty back then he obviously was so new to all of Rick's antics and so as morty grew up during the seasons he grew more confident and independent from rick

I MEAN HE LITERALLY TOOK A FLYING BIKE TO GO BACK TO DENNYS TO CONFRONT THE GUY would season 1 morty do that!? No! And thats the point

He changed! well he's obviously the same but something about him makes him more confident on himself to actually take lead. He's always the side kick to rick the batman and joker type of duo. But now it's slowly grown to a side kick to an actual equal

And I am just so happy for him (ㅠ︿ㅠ), it's like seeing a best friend grow with you. I mean cmon I've watched rick and morty since I was A TODDLER my cousin introduced it to me once and I've never thought few years later when I'm ACTUALLY morty's age TODAY?, I see him genuinly grow through the years.

BUT THE FACT THAT HE'S SCARED OF NOT BEING ACCEPT KILLS ME, even tho it's not his greatest fear it's still considered as one since the realm responded to it. But still oh my God this showwwwww killlsss meeeee insiiiideee.

AND THE FACT the fact that he's probably a people pleasure to people at school so he'd try his best to comply to other people

ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW ON MY BED,

AND DO NOT FORGET ABOUT RICK THE END—THE END PART IS WHAT I WANT TO TALK ABOUT MORE.

The fact that morty told rick about Diane and he ran back to the hole to look at it, instead to place morty's picture? HES FREE FROM DESPAIR AND GRIEF AND HE PROBABLY ALREADY ACCEPTED HES NOT GETTING DIANE BACK AND LETTING HER GO AND OH MY GOD I LIVE FOR DIANE AND RICK MOMENTS THEYRE JUST SO SWEET 😭💗 ITS GIVING RIGHT PERSON WRONG TIME AND IT MAKES ME BARF OUT FO SADNESS RICK DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER RAHH

AND WE GET TO SEE MORE OF WHO DIANE WAS AS A PERSON AND GOD STRIKE ME DOWN THE WE NEED MORE DIANE CONTENT.

LIKE ITS GIVING STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN X COLD CALCULATED PERSON

AND DIANE PROBABLY WON RICKS RESPECT BY BEING HERSELF AND GOD IM SO IM NOT OKAY THIS ISNT HYPERFIXATION THIS IS JUST PURE OBSESSION

AND MORTY, HOLY FUCK MAN THIS POOR BOY NEEDS A FRIEND LIKE PLEASE I CAN TREAT HIM BETTER THAN ANYONE COULD THE ABSOLUTE BALLS I WOULD GIVE TO ATLEAST MAKE HIM HAPPY AND LIVE A LIFE HE WANTED WE COULD GO BINGE WATCH MOVIES, SKIP THROUGHT HE CREEKS AND FIND COOL STUFF IN THE FOREST, SNEAK TEST ANSWERS TO EACH OTHER, SHARE MEALS, TALK ABOUT WHAT TYPE OF GIRLS WERE ATTRACTED TOO, WEAR EACH OTHERS CLOTHES CUZ WED FORGET IT IN EACH OTHERS HOUSE, PLAY HORROR GAMES AND TRY SEEING WHICH ONE WOULD PUSSY OUT FIRST BUT MORTY WOULD JUST BE THE TYPE TO DISCONNECT FROM THE GAME CUZ HIS WIFI WOULDVE BEEN SHIT,

Man, I'm really living the life of pure dream scenarios, should probably make more fanfics from that whole rant. ANYWAYS GOT MORE IDEAS SO HERES THE HORRIFINGLY CRINGE RANT BYEEE

(Don't kill me 😔)

[kayayeteae]

List of thoughts I have with FFXVI!! (That no one asked for).

This is me being a hater. Read to you own discretion

Jill’s entire character, arc, story, person, being. Girl they did you SO WRONG.

Also, didn’t homegirl have the curse too. She was a dominant of WAR. are we just gonna ignore her illness

On that note, are bearers with the curse just doomed to sickness and disability post ultima

The most unrealistic part of FFXVI is the fact that they didn’t make some fake ass slur for bearers

Clive showed NO BEARERS CURSE through out the game. Was that intentional. Bitch was snorting aether by like the first third of the game.

I love Joshua. 🥰 I love him so much. He’s probably my second favorite character.

Ya kno, if you make Josh and Clive unrelated, replace Josh with Jill, made Jill play the role as a young dominant that Clive is the shield for, their love story would be more believable (is that too FFX to do?)

I got a very good amount of Clive crying and I reveled in every second of it. He’s so pretty when he cries.

I know cid had the right mind to destroy the crystals, but I wonder if Clive doubted himself for a second for doing it bc if he didn’t, the cycle of violence would just continue.

I really like Clive as a character who needs positive male figures in his life for his lack of one after Phoenix gate. His reliance on cid and Joshua is very endearing.

I love anabella 😌 she’s a wonderful villain.

What happened to the girl with the poultices. Like u can’t just give her closure off screen!!!

The same goes with Terence!!!!

Does Byron inherit the region of Rosaria as the last Rosfield.

How is the DLC gonna cover Clive more? Let me play as Joshua lol.

This game wants to be Devil May cry so baddddd

There are many instances where we could have and should have controlled the other party members

The game was overall was very easy. I died mostly on purpose to try new techniques. It actually got boring at some points

The barnabas fight was the best

Judgement cut isn’t useful for my play style

I don’t understand why Joshua had to capture ultima and hold him. And why does he suck at taking his meds

Every character in this game has no growth except Clive

I still believe that they should have labeled cids group as a cult filled with terrorists. The political impact would insane.

What is the population of storm cuz there were a LOT of akashic soldiers I killed

Ngl I forgot why there were wars going on in storm.

Did cid fuck his way to being the outlaw? how did he gain so much respect and connections??? This is why he should be viewed as a cult leader

There were a few instances where the game could’ve had horror elements. The one sidequest regarding the orphanage is one of them. And Cyril’s quest is another. Shoulda been the RE4 opening lol.

Did cid get ramuh when he was older? He mentioned that ramuh chose “this old sack of bones”

Dion deserved better

‘What happens without the crystals?’ The Industrial Revolution, that’s what.

Bro and how does stealing dominants work. Like do u have to die? What about Jill. The only survivor of shiva. Wtf.

I stand by my unhinged claim. Mid and Clive should have been endgame.

The way that Clive begs both Joshua and cid to not give him their dominant is so heartbreaking. I love it 🥰

What happens to the uh. Order of the Phoenix. The one who follow Joshua. Like what is their purpose now.

How tf did Olivier succumbed to ultima so quickly. And like. Why. lol

[kill0mtr]

you ever play a roblox game thats story is so good and so fruitful that you wanna make fanart but literally no one else Cares about it so.

the game was called "life purpose" and it went from a trolley problem to a guy burning down his entire village, so. 10/10 game i recommend it

tw for: heartbeat sounds, feeling of being watched, one (1) jumpscare, murder, blood, war, depression, psychological horror (?), religion (mostly buddhism and talk of rebirth and that stuff), it switches from third person to first person for the Spook sometimes (mostly in The Cave)

ahh god nevermind im just. im gonna talk about this under the cut Just. spoilers for the game if you wanna play. it took me around 30 - 45 minutes (i didnt really have a timer so it mightve been less/more idk) its Really good

^ the link. okay imma ramble about this game. play it for yourself if you wanna not get spoiled cuz imma about to do a play by play

--- IF I GET THE TIMELINE WRONG I APOLOGIZE!!! ---

okay okay so. it starts off with a trolley problem. this red ball thing (imma call him Red from now on) is here, telling you that "oH whAT a cLASSIc tRolLey prOblEM !! :)" and theres 4 people on one side, one on the other. you, the mc, cant really move anywhere, theres invisible walls. Red keeps going on and on about how this guy, the one guy, is such a loser, and nobody likes him. and oh, hes a serial killer, so he DESERVES to die, and oh, Red changed the body of the one guy into a more curvy body (im guessing male to female, congrats on the transition) and is all like "😳 i bET yOu doNT wANNa pULl tHE lEVer nOw" and then at the end, when Red is done explaining how this guys a loser and nobody likes them and theyre a serial killer yadda yadda yadda, he then goes "You have no choice. Pull the lever." and then you and the mc are forced to watch the guy plead for their life, as the train squashes them.

but good news! it was just a dream. :) he awakes in the afternoon in his cottage, on top of the hill. he looks down below at the village, monologuing about how hes alone and how the villagers probably hate him. the mc then says he wants to go to the cave. this is where it gets spooky.

he gets down to the cave. as you go forward, the perspective shifts to first person, and the movement slows. you get down to the bottom, to see a body hanging from a rock. the mc says "he got what he deserved". he exits the cave, now nighttime. the villagers are shooting fireworks. he sleeps, disgruntled.

Red is here again, and we are now in the barracks. a line up of soldiers and one of them is looking over the edge. Red then says like, "oH thIS gUy iS verY hOPEfuL" blah blah blah (sorry Red i dont really wanna paraphrase everything you say) and then the guy gets shot in the head and Red laughs about how he falls in a weird way. and then all the soldiers charge and you are forced to just... stay there. Red mocks you for that.

the mc wakes up. checks the cave. a woman has found the cave. he decides he need to kill her. he chases her, but the woman is too fast for him. he checks the house she ran into, and oops! both you and the mc get jumpscared by a cat. you cant find the woman anywhere. we then go home and sleep, anxiety building.

another dream. the mc is in a room, thats a jail. a guy is laying on the ground, kinda out of it. Red says he was framed, but he'll die because the "good" people thought he was a "bad" person. hes been in the cell for 9 years. "hE is aLIvE, buT heS bEeN dEAd a LONg tIMe" <- Red wtf does that mean. the cell then breaks, revealing three statues; a buddha, a cross, and the kabba (Buddhism, Christianity, and Islam). the screen fades to black after a couple of seconds.

a buncha stuff happens. The Spooks increase. i dont remember much for this section, it kinda just blurs together, sorry. but i do know that there were black roses that kept whispering threats, giant heads that smiled at you, and the moon was a giant face that was too scary to even describe. ughhh i hated that. i hated the moon face >:( but it fit! it fit the story!! oh and also the mc killed a monk in his dreams before that.

cut to the mc talking to his dad on a bench. they talk about life, its purpose, and then like, at the end of the convo the dad is like "what did you do after i passed away" and the mc lied and said he did good. then it cuts again, dad gone and the village burnt down, with everyone dead. Red is here, in the real world, and they talk about starting over. Red, despite loving chaos, agrees that the mc should be better. they agree to travel to a new village, where theyll be good this time. screen fades to black.

the end. :)

can you tell i loved this game. i didnt tell you NEARLY enough about this game, but if youre okay with psychological horror and a weird red energy ball calling you a loser, i think its Great!!! (also me he/him-ing Red is purely the vibes i got from Red, i dont think that thing has a gender)

[megismorallysunny]

evening :D

well as my title suggests its evening or rather night. one thing i hate about the cold is my hands get really cold for no reason, the rest of me is ok but my hands are ice cold. anyways i wanted to talk about the sub from a history class a week ago, remember? the one involving emerald basically what happened was emerald left when the bell went and the sub had told him to stay behind and the sub ran after him, was shouting at him and yelling, and then he grabbed emeralds wrist and emerald said " its break time sir!" and the sub let go.

well yeah thats what happened but last friday we had the same teacher, i of course ran to get a good seat for diorite and i, and i was like the 1st person in there so i grabbed the corner back seats. anyways my friend had to get stuff from her locker so i was just there for a few minutes, but i just took out my stuff, fully expecting a weird sub, what i was not expecting was THE sub, HE WAS BACK!?!?!? but omg shock, horror the works. "lapis" a new character ooo well your about to be even more shocked and excited because im also introducing "Carmite". now lapis is always the butt of the joke idk hes easy to make fun of but hes chill. anyways lapis gets there third and his chair is on his desk, its a normal occurence, all the chairs were on desks because we put them up at the end of the day and take them off at first class, but obviously no one was there first class. anyways lapis is third hes just standing around, im not too sure what hes doing because hes just standing there. diorite gets there and im not as lonely, the sub had entered a minute before i eagerly pointed at him but she didnt get it until i told her directly, she just didnt realise it was him. carmite gets their 20th, he'd surely be near the front so he just steals lapis's chair and they start playing tug of war with it.

the tug of war isnt even that agressive. its just them yelling at each other and the sub tells them that they have to decide where to sit and to stop fighting. they keep fighting and the sub tells them theyre both getting referalls, lapis and carmite both defend their points, carmites so obviously in the wrong but they both get referalls. carmite gets the chair, then lapis throws his bag next to a chair, walks across the room flips a table, then sits in the table next to the flipped table. everyone looks around shocked and trying not to laugh. lapis doesnt lift his head again, everyone thinks hes crying, fair enough hes always the butt of the joke, its really not fair. another guy "zircon" very sound guy, walks up and unflips the table and then walks back to his seat. i dont really say much to lapis and if i did say something to him i dont remember. before we left i offered him some of my happy bears. he said he loved happy bears so im glad hes more happier. the sub didnt say anything to emerald he just stood infront of the door before lunch.

for english last thursday we did christmas cards to a sick boy who probably wouldnt make it to chrsitmas so that was nice. we also had a sub for sphe that thursday, and he was colm from derry girls personified, looked like him, talked like him, sounded like him. it was pure torture. i dont want to write more so good morning, good day and good night. i realise that this may be long, but i make all of my posts like this because it helps me think about things and process them, also cuz i like talking.

[j0kers-light]

Hey light👋🏽 what if reader had DID (Dissociated identity disorder) how would joker react?

I also had a thought of a one shot about joker and reader about to get it on and his crew watching on the cameras but they get caught and pays the price with their life😈

Hey hi anon!!! 🖤✨

Is Light my new nickname?! I feel honored! 🥹 I love it!! I decided to split your request in half! This post will contain DID reader and I’ll repost with the camera oneshot request once I’m done. 😈

I got a little- 4K and I’m not done- carried away with it so it’s taking longer than expected. This’ll be the last request I post for a minute so I can focus squarely on the HL chapter update. I hope you enjoy!!

First? Let’s unpack; it’s already common knowledge that Y/n has trauma so this fits perfectly with her situation. I did my research via APA and The Mayo Clinic.

Side note: I feel like such a loser searching for articles and understanding the assignment before I write a oneshot or head canon but moving on!! 🃏

You are innately aware that you suffer from DID. You don’t like the other version of yourself that protects you. That old Y/n died a long time ago.

Quoting directly from the Psychiatry.org article here, “During a traumatic experience such as an… crime victimization, dissociation can help a person tolerate what might otherwise be too difficult to bear. In situations like these, a person may dissociate the memory of the place, circumstances or feelings about the overwhelming event, mentally escaping from the fear, pain and horror. This may make it difficult to later remember the details of the experience, as reported by many disaster and accident survivors.”

That is Y/n to the letter. You want to forget so bad that you, quite literally, do.

You enter a state of depersonalization and check out until your mind deems it safe to return. All you’re left with after an episode is a splitting headache.

You can’t control it and unfortunately there is no cure. It's a blessing and both a curse you mentally have to bear.

Joker didn’t understand why you would randomly space out during the day or forget things so easily. At first he thought you were just an airhead until he started noticing the signs and triggers of when you’d space out.

You checked out the rare times he raised his voice at you or when he became too rough during sex.

You scared him one time when he was deep in a scene and literally turned into a doll.

He called out your name, pinched your nipple, J hates to admit it— but he even slapped you across the face but you were gone. He pulled out and panicked until you blinked so much he thought there was something wrong with your eyes.

Someone… else returned, not his Light.

This Y/n was way too bubbly and outgoing– not that you weren’t on a normal day but the first indicator that something was wrong was when you looked him dead in the eye and said..

“Who are you?”

Joker was glad you were finally responsive but hearing you utter that one sentence had him softening instantly. He was no longer in the mood and discreetly tucked himself back into his pants before he checked on you.

“What? Y/n, are you… uhh.. okay?”

You just stared at him oddly. “Who’s Y/n?”

Were you pulling his leg or something? Joker leaned back when you sat up and clutched the sheets to your naked form. Your eyes roamed around the room, taking everything in.

“Woah. Nice place. What kinda job you got to pull a swanky place like dis?” Your Blüdhaven accent was out front and center. He was definitely concerned now.

Joker touched your shoulder to get your attention. “This is your apartment.”

“Yeah, you tweakin’ cuz my flat is smaller than this entire room and I definitely don’t have that view!” You pointed at the floor to ceiling windows overlooking Grant Park. “I’d kill for a place like this. Where are we anyways? That ain’t a Blüd skyline, that’s for sure.”

You tossed the covers back and stretched before finding some clothes on the floor.

They weren’t anything you owned and definitely wouldn’t buy involuntarily, but sure enough– they were your size.

You were shimmying into the designer jeans when the guy behind you spoke up.

“This isn’t funny, Y/n. Stop playing games.”

You snapped your bra closed with an unfamiliar ease. Since when did you buy designer lace? Could you even afford something like this?

You could barely sound out the brand’s name.

“I will when you stop calling me that. I know we’re just hooking up but seriously. At least take time to remember the person you’re f__king. It’s proper etiquette.”

Joker was this close to losing it.

“Your name… is Y/n L/n so I'm gonna call you Y/n. You live here in this penthouse in Gotham City. You’re an author and if this is one of your ways of uhh.. method writing, it ain’t cute, Bunny.”

Joker got up and stood before you. He looked down into your e/c eyes even as you threw on a shirt. You rubbed the fabric as if you couldn’t believe the thread count.

So soft. How could you afford this on your salary?

“See now I know you smoking dick. Me? A writer? I gave that up in highschool. I work at a bookstore on Dreyer St. Anyways. I guess the sex was good? I honestly can’t remember but I’ll see myself out.” You shot Joker finger guns and was about to leave when he grabbed your wrist.

Joker wasn’t one to admit his feelings aloud but he knew something was wrong here and decided to speak up.

“You’re scaring me, Y/n. You.. if I hurt you just say that. I.. There’s no need to do all of this. Was I too rough, Light?”

You yanked your wrist back to hold your head.

Intense pressure pounded away at your brain after hearing such an endearing pet name. Why did it sound so familiar?

Joker noticed your grimace and doted on you.

“WhaT? Is it your head? Lemme see..”

You smacked his hand and backed away towards the door. “Look, I get it, you're tryna be nice after I ruined the mood but I’m fine. Just.. I gotta.. go. Thanks umm?” You stopped when you couldn’t place his name. “Well pot kettle black. I forgot your name too, hehe.”

Joker was speechless. Something was definitely wrong with you. He backed you into the wall and held your wrists up above your head. Even when you gasped and fought his hold, he didn’t waver.

“Y/n. Do ya not remember me? Us?”

If you didn’t, he would completely lose it. There was no purpose in this boring life if his Light didn’t remember him.

“Stop calling me that! My name isn’t Y/n!”

Joker raised his voice in irritation.

“Then whaT is it? Huh? Who are ya because the way you’re acting, you’re not my Light! She wouldn’t joke around and hurt my feelings like this. Not after all we’ve been through. I made sure my name is ingrained in your head. You sigh it in your sleep, you say it when you first wake up, and you moan it when I give it to ya good. So stop joking around doll and say my name!”

Joker crowded your space and demanded the impossible from you. You wracked your brain trying to think of something but all you had were crickets. You didn’t know this guy at all.

“Why I always pick the weirdest one night stands..” you sighed.

Joker blinked in shock. Did he have to spell it out for you? Was this some sort of weird mind altering sex headspace? How could you suddenly not remember the best four months of your life?!

“You think…. Oh my Light you are cruel. We are together. We lo… like each other! There is no one else when you complete me! You’re my Light! My bunny.. My everything and—”

“STOP! IT!” You screamed. Joker didn’t expect you to match his tone.

“I get it! You want to be with me but ion know you like dat! I regret having sex with you actually. Now it's been real.. but you’re giving off mad serial killer vibes. Sorry about this.”

You kneed Joker in the balls and ran out the bedroom.

He licked his scars and chuckled. It hurt but he endured much worse over the years.

It would take more than that to bring him down. You only managed to piss him off. Joker followed your retreat out to the main common’s area.

You were looking around in awe.

Everything seemed so familiar but foreign– it made your head hurt so bad. You leaned onto a decorative table, cradling your head. “God it hurts.”

“Y/n!” Joker shouted. Why couldn’t this man just leave you alone?! Your name wasn’t Y/n.

Right?

But what was your name? Trying to think about something so simple made your head hurt worse. Joker was about to help you upright but you swatted him away.

“STOP CALLING ME THAT! I DON'T KNOW..”

Joker realized whatever delusion you were under, you weren’t coming out of it by yourself. Joker knew you had mental health issues (everyone does) but today was to a degree that he had never seen before.

It reminded him of a split personality disorder but his Light wasn’t crazy! You were smart and educated and knew big words found in dictionaries by heart!

Something else was at play here; he just didn’t know what. Joker had no other choice but to snap you out of this for now and then ask you about it later.

“This isn’t you!” He held you close but you broke free somehow and bit his hand. “The f__k? Really, Y/n?” He yelled.

You fought back even more and during the struggle, you lost your footing and fell.

Joker’s heart stopped when he failed to catch you in time. You hit your head on the way down and groaned as you slipped unconscious.

His entire world stopped spinning.

He froze and sank to the floor, at a loss on what to do. A mantra of ‘please wake up’ spilled from his lips as he waited for you to come to. It took too long.

Only after he saw your eyes fluttered open did he breathe a sigh of relief. You were okay, but what version of you would it be present this time?

“Owww my head hurts..” You rubbed at the sore spot but gasped when Joker snatched you up into a firm hug. You sounded normal so he took the chance.

“J? What’s going on? Why are we on the floor and why are you half naked?”

He didn’t know what to say. He just began kissing you all over to perish the thought. You let Joker be mushy but he refused to answer your questions.

You tilted your head back a bit, “J, babe you’re shaking! What’s wrong?!”

He kissed your forehead before looking into your beautiful e/c eyes. They were filled with love and affection, one hundred percent directed towards him. You knew him. You weren’t messing around any more. Just what happened that made you forget? Should he tell you about your lapse in memory?

Was his mind playing tricks on him? He could’ve easy dreamt all of this up.

You asked Joker again and he sighed heavily. “Nothing Bunny. I uhhh.. dropped ya on the way to the bedroom.” Would you even fall for such a flat out lie?

Nope.

“You would never drop me unless! Is your leg giving you trouble again? Aww, J I’m sorry if I caused you any pain!” You leaned forward to kiss along his scars and Joker soaked up your love like a sponge.

Maybe it was a bad dream. His Light was safe in his arms and you still loved him. However a nagging feeling told him whatever just happened, was very much real.

And it would happen again. Very soon.