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I don't think I've seen any drawing of Wild in your style in the archaic set. I just love how cartoony, energetic, and exaggerated your art is. It would be cool if you did one! You don't have to if you don't want to :)
Aaaa thank you!! Here’s this silly guy with his really cool clothes
#linked universe#linkeduniverse#asks#lu wild#I was so exited to do this ask#I sketched it literally the moment I got it but didn’t have the time till now to finish it
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Jason only resorts to his emergency signal when he's 0.1 seconds away from death and only when he's 100% reaching raw desperation levels of survival
BUT he also uses it when he's faced with the most mild of inconveniences, so the batfam are always stressed when they get his panic signal because is he about to fucking die or was he just locked out of the family Netflix account?
And obviously they can't take ANY chances, so it's always a 50/50 on whether the night ends with the fam huddled in the medbay of the cave, or whether all of them are fully costumed, weapons sharpened and ready to throw hands in Jason's apartment and Jason's just casually lounging on his couch like "Oh hey guys, I'm out of flour, can one of you run to get some?" with the most annoying shit-eating grin you've ever seen.
#imagine being a gothamite and watching each and every one of the batfamily single file entering and exiting a random flat#and batman's just fucking lugging 5 bags of flour like the world's fate is dependent on the delivery of those 5 bags of flour#ofc he only pulls the joke emergency signal when he KNOWS the fam have their own plans at that exact moment.#just to mildy annoy them#tim: i had a DATE and i dropped EVERYTHING to save your ass#and ur tellin me u just wanted someone to hold a flashlight while you repair your SINK??#jason: so what im hearin is that your date is more important than your poor dead brother? i see how it is.#this is just jason's way of spending time with his family because he's too shy to just ask upfront#bruce might seem annoyed but deep down he's always glad jason is doing well and takes it as a sign that Jason just wants to see them#jason todd#red hood#batman#bruce wayne#batfam#batfamily#batkids#batbros#dc#crack#fanatical posting
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violence solves (most) problems — danny johnson x reader
↪ summary — you're relatively new in the fog, having been here just long enough to get a hold on the working order of this place when you catch the unfortunate eye of the most obsessive man on the planet, who decides that you're going to be his newest plaything.
or, your first encounter with the notorious ghostface killer goes very poorly.
↪ tags — canon typical violence, swearing, crack treated seriously, blood & injury, obsession at first sight, gender neutral pronouns/description for reader, no use of y/n, and danny's weird way of flirting
↪ word count — 2.4k
a/n: i wrote this originally way back in february but i found it again and figured i would share with the class. inspired by a cool piece of art i saw on twitter that ended up spiraling from there. enjoy!
The cold air of Mount Ormond ski resort bites angrily at your bare face, your shallow breaths manifesting in puffs of white fog as you fight to keep giant spidery talons from spearing through your torso. A low, guttural growl sounds from all around you and nowhere all at once, your arms shaking from effort as a particularly hard shove from the entity forces your hooked shoulder to shift, sending a ripple of white-hot agony through your body. “Fuck!”
This is your first match of the day. Not a single generator has been done and none of your teammates have been hooked yet. If anybody is coming for you, you can’t see through the cage the entity’s talons have created around you, itching to close in and take you back the campfire. You’re half tempted to let her do it.
You barely register the second pair of hands that appears and bats her away until they’re gently pulling you down from the hook by your armpits, holding you up until you’re steady on your feet. You blink away a few stray tears to look up at the face of your savior. “No offense, kiddo, but you look like shit,” says Bill.
You almost shrug instinctively but stop yourself last second. “A little bit taken. I feel like shit,” you mutter. He shoots a cautious glance over his shoulder, then takes you by the arm and leads you away from the hook towards a safer spot to patch you up. You can’t help but flit your gaze all around the area, searching for that haunting white mask or floating strips of leather, wondering if you’re being watched from somewhere.
Bill catches your paranoid expression and frowns. “Christ, what’d you do to him?”
Unable to hide your frustration, you round on Bill with an exasperated cry, “I don’t know! He just—” You make a vague gesture. “Set his eyes on me and decided he wanted me dead! I haven’t even touched a gen yet, for fuck’s sake.”
Bill pulls you behind a boulder secluded somewhere in a corner of the resort. You squint at the shape of the killer shack some ways away, trying to get your bearings. Bill whistles lowly. “Maybe he’s just trying to get an easy win, then. Lord knows it’s working. The rest of us are struggling to keep up.”
You collapse into a bloody pile into the snow, leaning against the rock and pressing a hand against your wounded shoulder while he pops open his medkit. “Yeah, well. I’m still pissed about it.”
“Oh, we all are,” he replies. “Nobody likes being down a teammate this early on. You got anything to help you out?”
Your face scrunches in confusion. “What?”
He raises a grayed eyebrow. “You know, like that trick David pulls to endure pain, or how that girl Laurie hides glass in her sleeves. They teach you any of that?”
“Uhh… No?”
Bill curses under his breath. “You’re kidding, right?” He curses again, louder this time when you shake your head. He digs into one of his many pockets, pulling out something that he clutches tightly in his palm, then motions for you to extend your hand. He places something smooth and warm into it, closing your fingers around the object. “Hide it well, okay? If he sees it, it’s game over. And make sure you don’t. Miss. That was my second chance, and I’m giving it up so you a better shot. If you end up fumbling, I’m never gonna let you live it down.”
Bill holds your gaze until you give a slow nod, retracting his hands as he returns to rustling around the supplies in his medkit. When you open up your fingers, you are greeted by your own reflection looking back at you from a small, sharp piece of glass. It’s almost shaped like a knife if you turn it right. “What do I do with it?” You ask curiously.
Bill wheezes out a laugh. “Stab him with it, obviously.” You bite back a painful hiss when he begins stitching your wounds back together, which he apologizes for under his breath. “But don’t just swing it around all willy-nilly, you gotta wait until he isn’t expecting it—like when he’s got you slung over his shoulder like a sack of meat thinking you’re gonna be an easy kill. Then, you take your opportunity to prove him wrong and stab it right into his shoulder. Always shocks ‘em so bad they drop you then and there. Gives 'em a taste of their own medicine, which they don’t like too much, y’know?”
You stare thoughtfully at the shard. If it’s such an effective tactic, then why in the world hasn’t anybody told you about it? You can’t help but feel a bit betrayed.
“Doesn’t always work, though,” he says, pulling the question straight from your mind. “After a while, they start to expect it, which means you gotta change it up. Start playing stealthier, like Zarina or Jake—the guy’s got an iron will. Real impressive. I have no idea he’s even hurt until I realize he’s left a streak of blood halfway across the map.”
This is all too much information to ingest when you feel about five seconds away from dying via blood loss. “Got it,” you mumble breathlessly.
Bill blanks at you. “You didn’t retain a thing I just said.”
"I got all the important parts."
“Sure you did,” he huffs. He starts opening up some gauze, when all of a sudden, his head shoots up and his whole body goes rigid. Bill’s wide eyes find your alarmed ones, and all that he’s able to get out before all hell breaks loose is, “Run.”
There’s an almost imperceptible rustle of clothing that doesn’t reach your ears. You’re frozen in place, barely given enough time to register the command as you watch him jump to his feet. “What?”
“God damnit, kid, I said run—!”
“There you are,” a third voice purrs, and you barely get a glimpse of the knife that glints maliciously at you just before it’s buried in Bill’s back. The hoarse scream that’s torn from the older man’s throat echoes hauntingly in your ears as it digs in deeper, forcing him against the ground. Dark red splatters across the snow when Ghostface violently wrenches it out of him.
Your shoulder cries out as you feebly scramble backwards, every little cut and bruise on your body flaring in pain as you awkwardly clamber back to your feet. Ghostface steps clean over Bill, who groans in pain on the ground, and the shard in your sweaty hand suddenly feels a thousand times heavier.
You can hear the simper in his voice when he says, “You didn’t forget about little old me, did you?” He wraps his gloved fingers around the bloody knife, wiping it clean with one swipe. “Oh, darling, I’m hurt.”
You’re running before you even know it. The cold air stings your lungs with each intake, your muscles burning with every step. You don't have a clue where you’re headed until you’re tearing through the killer shack, narrowly avoiding crashing into the generator that sits in the middle. You don’t need to look to know that he’s right behind you if the sounds of crunching snow and throaty laughter are anything to go by, and when your bare fingers find the splintered slab of wood sitting against the doorway, you waste no time throwing it down behind you.
You stop and turn to shout obscenities towards your assailant, but he’s nowhere to be found. You blink, and a knife is suddenly jammed between your ribs. “You should really look behind you sometimes,” Ghostface says coolly, pressing the blade deeper in emphasis and relishing in the way you whimper in pain. “Maybe you would have actually seen me go around the side of shack. Kind of embarrassing to fall for that, you know.”
“Fuck you.”
He tsks, ripping the knife out of your side and effectively taking away the only thing keeping you upright, letting you fall to the ground in a bloody heap. You look up at him through hazy eyes, looking like a dark mist against the pale gray sky, the screaming white mask being the only thing to come into focus. “You know, I don’t usually do this—”
You watch as one of his hands dives underneath his cloak, searching around for something for a solid five seconds until he pulls out a small handheld camera with a muted A-ha!
“—but I like you, so I’m willing to make an exception.”
“An exception?" You spit out a wad of blood and saliva. "What the hell are you—”
The air is unceremoniously knocked out of your lungs when he plops himself down on your stomach, knees caging you in and pinning your hands against the snow. You flinch when the glass shard hidden in your sleeve pinches the skin of your wrist.
Gloved fingers firmly grip your jaw and force you to turn toward the camera lens as he leans in close, the scent of cheap cologne assaulting your senses and filling up your head. You swear the smell alone would kill you before he ever could.
“Smile,” he breathes into your ear, and you’re blinded by the flash that goes off when he clicks the camera. You’re busy recoiling in the aftermath while he gazes quietly at the picture in the viewfinder, blinking away the green and purple splotches in your vision. Still gripping your jaw, he forcefully turns your head to show it to you.
The picture looks about exactly how you’d expect it to turn out. You're staring wide-eyed at the camera in shock and fear, blood seeping from your various wounds and soaking into your clothes. His mask takes up the entire left side of the photo, but if you look hard enough, you think you can spot a pair of dark eyes staring into the lens—they’re squinted at the edges, like he’s actually smiling underneath it as he casually holds up a peace sign.
"Say, you weren't a model or anything before this, were you? 'Cause damn." He lets out a low whistle. "This one’s definitely going in my collection.”
He takes one last, long look at the picture before tucking the camera back into his coat and stands, allowing the blood to resume flowing through the veins in both of your arms again as they’re overcome by that numb, prickly feeling. Too hurt and exhausted to resist, you limply allow him to maneuver you into a sitting position, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist as he effortlessly hauls you up onto his shoulder.
"Alright, playtime's over," he huffs. "Duty calls, blah blah blah, you know how it is. Ain't no rest for the wicked."
Something smooth and sharp slides into your palm from the depths of your sleeve. Catching a glimpse of your reflection in it’s surface, you let out a gasp that Ghostface assumes must be from the sight of the giant meat hook that appears at the corner of the shack, because he gently pats the backs of your thighs in what you assume is meant to be reassurance.
"Now, don't you worry, sweet-pea," he says, “the next time you and I get matched up, I promise I’ll play nice. Maybe if you’re good, I’ll even let you escape, yeah?” He laughs, and you can feel it vibrating through your ribcage. “After I kill your friends, of course.”
You grip the glass so tight in your palm, it digs into your fingers, drawing blood. You see your own eyes staring back at you through a thin stream of red, wild and angry and terrified, Bill’s words bouncing around in your skull as you raise the shard and slam it hard into the back of his shoulder, digging in viciously and twisting.
He inhales sharply, hands immediately losing their grip on you as he drops down to one knee, letting you slide off of his shoulder and land face-first in the snow. You push yourself up to your hands and knees, then to your feet, and glance nervously over your shoulder.
You meet those same eyes that had peered gleefully at you in the picture, no longer hiding behind that wretched mask as it lays by your feet in the snow, but they’re not squinting like they were before. They’re wide, pupils shrunken into tiny pinpricks as they bore into you, nostrils flaring and lips curling into a grimace as he reaches behind him and rips out the glass. Blood sprays from the wound in an arc, a fury so deep and animalistic roiling in his guttural tone as he ...
... Laughs.
Something dangerous glitters within his irises as he turns to face you. What catches you most off-guard, though, is that he's actually handsome underneath the mask—he's younger than you thought, with long lashes and full lips. A tiny scar marks the corner of his mouth, and it stretches slightly as he bares his teeth in a wide, manic grin.
"You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" He drops the glass shard and stands, and you're screaming at your body to move, but you can't. You just watch as he slowly reaches out to collect his mask and knife, refusing to take his eyes off of you even once. It's like it's just his gaze keeping you pinned. "The gift that keeps on giving?"
A loud buzzer sounds from somewhere in the distance. You flick your gaze away for just a moment to check which direction it came from, and by the time you look back, he's already secured the mask back in place.
"I'll tell you what," he begins, tilting his head at you curiously. "Let's make a bet. If you can last until your friends get alll the gens done, I'll let you go."
You swallow thickly. "And if I can't?"
Silence. You don't need to see his face to know that he's smiling. "You wanna find out?"
Strangely enough, a part of you almost does.
He lunges then, but you’re already on the move, adrenaline as well as an odd cocktail blend of terror and exhilaration pushing your body past its limits in a last-ditch effort at escaping this trial with your life.
You probably won’t, but you’re definitely gonna give him a run for his money—you figure that you've earned at least that much.
#divider credit: cafekitsune#ghostface#x reader#ghostface x reader#dead by daylight#scream#danny johnson#danny johnson x reader#reader insert#dbd x reader#reader then proceeded to have a five gen chase and t-bagged the killer at the exit gates with the rest of the team (real)#don't ask what the other two teammates were doing while reader and bill were fighting for their lives#i'm also so sorry if i mischaracterized bill at all i have literally never played left 4 dead#this is the average solo q game#getting tunnelled while nobody does gens
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heyyyyyy if u didn’t notice I’ve been thinking about the tadc puppeteer au a lot haaaaaaaa
#im sorry it’s just#i can’t stop thinking about it#like what if gangle doesn’t just start out possessing Jax every day?#what if after the first time she just starts doing it randomly no matter what Jax does?#what if she starts threatening Jax to not ask for help?#what if the tadc crew minus Jax and gangle obvs start out thinking it’s a slightly creepy but mostly harmless way to get back at Jax?#what if they don’t listen when he shows just how violated he feels cause “it’s Jax and he’s just embarrassed from getting his karma”#and they slowly learn how wrong they were?#what if Jax starts locking himself in his room so she can’t get to him as everyone gets more concerned & gangle gets even more exited?#what if gangle lies to the tadc crew that she’s just moving jax’s sleeping body and not actually possessing him?#what if Jax tries to weaponize this by taking revenge on her in front of everyone so she cant posses him without revealing her secret?#what if it backfires?#what if gangle decides to take control of him anyway?#and he just removed his only security from her?#what if I cried?#puppeteer au#tadc au#tadc art#tadc fanart#anyway I hope my tags don’t disappear
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Here a silly question.
We know that female spiders tend to try to eat their partners after sex, and Peter gender might be fluid, so.
Does Peter experiment anything spider like after sex too?
you mean does he dabble in cannibalism? is that what you are asking? does peter parker dabble in cannibalism? does he attempt to cannibalise his partner? post coitus? is that what you are asking?
#sci speaks#only some spiders do this.#he does this thing post coitus where he Does Not Want To Exit or Be Exited. he wants. to marinade.#wade thinks it is very weird but he has learned to accept it.#i don't think it's a spider thing. wade has asked if it's a spider thing. actually it is just a peter parker thing.#he uses his sticky powers so his partner cannot escape.
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Canary, canary, why do bars surround your cage?
Why do you lay flightless, like an old book page?
Why do you fight so, if you know you cannot win?
Why upon a shooting star, do you cry for what could have been?
Canary, Canary, let me show you this.
There is a way out, if only you do not dismiss,
the handing to you the key to the cage,
whilst you fly free and I
smile
with
rage.
holy shit
#/pos#did not expect a poem in my inbox but this has such a beautiful arrangement of words i gotta put it out there#‘why do you fight so if you know you cannot win’ this!!!!!#has me feeling things!!!!#it’s the imagery of persevering. wanting to stay despite being faced with the exit that gets me#wonderful job anon im applauding irl#asks
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most touching bit that has been going on recently is people including kevjean when they say there are ship wars being fought on jean's holy name as if kevjean is ever even remotely comparable to jerejean (famous) and jeanee (canon)..... there are five kevjean fans and two are me. i dont think we can compete let alone compare but i love the enthusiasm
#LIKE I GET IT. BUT I WISH#my friends my acolytes my sisters and my cousins how i wish. how i wish!#its seriously touching its like having your bumfuck ass small town shout out @ the international news#but unless kevjean is secretly super famous in an underground aftg fight club then we are truly doomed#realistically what do we have. jean's suicide and the 2 in his jersey#thats all#these whores dont even talk. kevin hasnt answered jeans texts in a year#its moreover (moreau + over like joever) and we know its moreover. but i love getting included so thank you#even if kevin is indeed jeans bi awakening its literally crumbs girl its crumbs#i mean i guess you never forget your first love BUT STILL. you understand that its moreover#let renee and jeremy duke this one out kevin has done his time he was cute and pretty when it mattered and now he gets to gracefully exit#also to be honest lowkey kevin doesnt even want jean which hurts me personally but anything for my princess....#im showing him picture after picture of jean holding puppies and helping old ladies cross the street and kevins asking me where andrew at#hes looking the other way hes checking his nails hes whistling#lalalalalaing even#txt#kevjean
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more speed cas videos!!!
alright heres one more but how i make my maxis match sims hehe
#asks#anon#if the ending seems abrupt that bc it is fgjfgk#when i was picking her traits i finally realized the ea app was doing that annoying thing where some packs dont load#so i had to exit game sigh#n e ways like the last one pleek no download requests this is just for funsies
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Do you think Lawrence took up smoking after the bathroom trap?
#listen… chainshipping appeals to me in a very specific way#something something a part of him was left behind in that bathroom. was it it his humanity? was it his goodness? was it the man he knew for#only six hours?#I find Lawrence and Adam so interesting because it’s specifically the idea that these are two men who barely know each other. Adam know more#about Lawrence solely bc he was hired to follow him but he doesn’t KNOW him.#they definitely weren’t chatting during those six hours. and yet.#everything they felt together led to that final moment. where Lawrence crawls away from the exit so he can touch Adam#it’s this moment of raw humanity between two people who have been trying desperately to *ignore* their shared humanity#and it is something that haunts Lawrence.#I don’t think he lied to Adam. I think he meant to come back but he was bleeding out and delirious and most definitely passed out from the#pain#and I don’t think he ever forgets Adam#it is a love story. but in the way that a ghost story is#there is a love for what is not there#and so I ask: do you think Lawrence took up smoking after the saw trap?#to feel like he is even slightly closer to KNOWING what is not there?#anyway. I’m tipsy#saw#saw 2004#lawrence gordon#dr lawrence gordon#adam stanheight#Adam Faulkner-stanheight#lawrence x adam#chainshipping#I’m gonna be real I find chainshipping wayyyyy more interesting when Adam stays dead
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one major difference i have found between service industry work (in my case food service but this is widely applicable to similar jobs) and other public-facing positions is that the job itself is often very similar because people is the same, it's just in service everyone approaches you already thinking they're right and you're a fucking idiot and its their god given right to disrespect you, where in other positions even if they are not nice to you they usually acknowledge that you know more than them on issues pertaining to your job. like the difference in behaviour from people who see you as serving them vs helping them is unreal. i am doing literally the exact same things. customer is always right mentality did irreparable damage to the fabric of society
#good idea generator#i loveee the library front desk everyone is polite and people will just ask you anything#they assume so much knowledge and access to data#ill be like 'just one moment let me look that up in the system' [googles name of school + upcoming events]#also not in a mean way but i never realized until i worked here how little anybody is googling anything#i think its funny and i also love to google things for people so i am perfectly suited to this#and some questions even though they are googleable the issue is more that the person isnt totally sure what theyre asking#but like. the library hours are visible on the home page. and outside the building that you just walked into on a sign#PPL DO NOT READ SIGNS. i knew that from other jobs but good lord people do NOT even GLANCE at signs#ppl would fully walk past like 4 signs about a specific thing and proceed to ask me a q about the thing. after waiting in a line#constantly CONSTANTLY ppl are trying to enter or exit through locked doors. clambering over closed signs to do so#its someones job when the library closes specifically to point out the signs and direct ppl to an open exit#and still often people will get up to the automatic doors and be baffled and confused as to why they dont open#but like even this i dealt w/this at my food service job and it was so frustrating#bc when you had to confront these people they would get MAD AT YOU. furious that they didnt read a sign telling them where to line up#but at the library people are polite and apologetic so you know it's not malice or entitlement ppl are just kind of inattentive#monumental difference tbh i actually love front counter so much people are so fun#and i like it when nobody is actively trying to kill me with their mind while we speak
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sometimes I think about how Caine is canonically oblivious to the suffering that the humans trapped in the circus go through. Makes me wonder if he even understand the suffering if someone explained it to him because he’s just an AI, a robot with no soul and no understanding of how complex being human can be
#the amazing digital circus#hi tadc fandom as you can see I’m invested in how Caine is unaware of the suffering everyone goes through despite it being so obvious that-#Everyone wants to go home and to their human lives#does he understand why abstraction happens. He knows about it but does he know that the humans that have become abstracted have basically-#lost their minds because of the circus#and in the pilot he was making a fake exit for everyone and it makes me wonder a lot#the way he reacted when Pomni asked how to leave + him trying to make an exit but not finishing it becuz he supposedly didn’t know what-#to put on the other side on it. I kinda think he’s genuinely clueless on why everyone wants to leave so badly and just wants everyone to-#have fun at the circus but he’s a robot he doesn’t get it he’s confused but definitely trying his best to fulfill the constant request of-#an exit#Are you reading this? If you are. Hi.#How many tags does this have oh my god#anyways. Caine is canonically clueless on why everyone wants to go + oblivious to the pain. I think he’s genuinely unable to understand due#to being an AI but I could definitely be wrong since only the pilot is out so far#if I’m actually right then holy shit idk what I’ll do#danny speaks
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(Going insane boinkinh one AU in my head)
Hey hey hey
May I interest you in
(Slowly slides my FaaF AU towards you but void just Disappears without a trace one day before the accolade)
Teehee
#thylacines can talk#faaf au#i love this au very yummy. a very fun twist on how Flower's dynamic with their parents would progress afterwards#the vessels live but the void exits their bodies in quite a violent manner (extreme pain and literally throwing up an entire person worth of#void). Flower was on guard duty and theyre found barely conscious in a pool of rapidly evaporating void. passes out seconds later#PK also had the displeasure of experiencing extene pain and burning as void forced its way out through his skin <3 And his moulds all melted#and evaporated. after the initial shock wears off theyre hit with “Oh No#the vessel“ and rush to find them. Well somebody else was already looking for the royal pair about this#Flower wakes up dazed and in pain in their father's workshop. their stomach hurts their throat burns and they feel lightheaded. the entire#place is considerably brighter than they remember and in they can hear two faint voices in the background but theyre too preoccupied with#examining their now pure white hand in shock to focus on anything else. until they hear their mother say “My wyrm they're awake” and#suddenly their parents are by their side. Now the two have no idea what void leaving their body might have done to them. Are they still#hollow? are they still dead? do they understand anything are they sentient? or was what was done pernament even without the void? do they#have the mind of a child if their sentience was restored? or do they remember anything? So WL stays by their side and helps them sit up#while their father goes to grab his tools. She's trying to keep them calm and comfort them but theyre still too disoriented to pay her much#attention. Until their father checks their breathing and they yelp audibly from the cool metal contacting their skin and suddenly they seem#much more alert. theyve never experienced true coldness before. PK quickly apologises and tries to be gentler with them. Theyre breathing#properly and they have a heartbeat. And he just pauses for a long while just. listening to their heart beating. Many emotions to be had#after the exam's over he asks them point blank how theyre feeling. And Flower looks up at him still seeming a little disoriented. and then#they lower their hand to their stomach and mutter 'My tummy hurts...a-and my throat burns'. It's to be expected after the way the void#left their body. so he goes to grab them some water and meds and they also ask for food and a mirror. And after he returns they just stare#at themself in the mirror and pull on their bangs for a while then blurt out 'I have your eyes' when PK asks if everything's okay. And he#and he almost chokes up as he replies 'Yeah...Yeah you do'. Flower eventually spins a lie that they remember everything but its all distant#and blurry. Like they were not aware until now. They figured it'd be better to not break their hearts#And now the three have to figure out how to be a family while PK is also scrambling to find a new solution to the infection#oops i meant to only give a brief rundown in the tags which is why it was in the tags. but i got too invested KDHDKFB
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//Are. Are Tumblr notifs broken for this blog?
#//i get little notifs for a sideblog getting something liked or rbed but for some reason being @ed or having asks answered aren't-#//-showing up for some reason?#//weird#//it's probably something to do with the browser so if i exit then open it up it'll probably be fine?#//unless its a tungle issue then welp#backup log {ooc}
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Happy Valentine's everyone thank you so much for sharing this with me and see you with the next post 💕💖💖
#i feel like crawled undeneath work for past weeks#i am so happy with all the choices ive went with#and the work ive put into them#im considering klamce might be dying out but im going to go down with this shit maybe literally#this is all I wanted to do before anything else lol no you know tbh there is a bookmark design#i was really tempted to add but it's from Cursed Love story and I said no AU shit before you finish shit#me sniffing pages of AUs i shouldnt be writing because they are not a priority: ure my personal brand of heroine bella#but yes! anyway i had more plans not only bookmark but memo pads other bracelets (more complicated) and earings (that one was my gf's idea)#but i decided to be sane (moderately)#i also bought new boxes for shipping and planned new freebies i am exited! im also exited to be done with planning and start sketching#i want to congratulate myself because ive been going off on how much pieces i start but never finish bc i had character development on that#i also eant to look myself in the eyes and ask are you happy now??????#youll never be happy#next monster to tackle are PDFs#once i sleep it all off though#once again have wonderful day everyone!!!
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Just watched Fury from the Deep and I love Victoria's exit so much it breaks my heart. She's so worn down by their travels always ending up full of danger and death and her always being put in the position of damsel in distress. She really doesn't want to leave jamie and the doctor but she doesn't want that life and I love that it let's her make that choice. And I love that Jamie's concerned she won't be happy living in, what is to them, the future but she acknowledges she's changed too much to go back to Victorian England, and she's highly unlikely to get back there anyway, not without more death and danger. That the doctor changes his mind about slipping away in the night and agrees to stay another day so Victoria can think about her decision properly without feeling as pressured. The fact that she knows the doctor won't say a proper goodbye because that's his way. The way she stands on the beach watching them row out to the tardis, knowing she'll never see either of them again. The fact she doesn't go back to the tardis with them to collect her belongings. Jamie's "I don't care where we go next" because he's miserable that Victoria made that decision. The Doctor's "I was fond of her too, you know" which is the closest he'll get to admitting how much he cares about them all. I just love it
#i just have so many thoughts about her#i love that the story builds to her exit with her saying shes tired of being frightened and asking why they never end up anywhere nice#her exit's similar to tegans in that theyre both worn out and sick of it but i love where tegans exit is impulsive#and very much in the heat of the moment#you see victoria considering it throughout the episode even though she cant bring herself to say it to jamie and the doctor#and yeah i just love that we get to see the travelling take its toll bc when you get down to it she is just a kid who never signed up#for any of this#and where new who companions get breaks between adventures and have lives outside the doctor#classic who companions dont get any of that by virtue of the 'the doctor cant control the tardis' so the doctor and his lifestyle is all#they have#and it goes even more so for victoria bc shes one of the orphaned companions who has nowhere to go back to#(sidenote i was thinking the other day about how many classic companions have nowhere they want to go back to particularly with 1 2 and 5#which fits with the whole 'cant control the tardis so they cant ever go back so we better make companions who dont want to'#idk i just love that so many of the classic exits are companions finding a new home/realising they can do good in this new place#like they can never go back to their old home and they end up with their temporary tardis family until they find somewhere new to call home#and ik we rarely see the outcomes of these decisions so we dont know if they were the right ones but still)#anyway this was about victoria#in conclusion: i love her and her exit#doctor who#victoria waterfield#jamie mccrimmon#second doctor
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AO 2024 • Doubles • R1 • Miscellaneous
#many mixed feelings in the last 24hours so i kinda needed to make a post about it#First I would like to thank the A team for saving my birthday by both advancing to R2#Andrea ended 2023 on two titles back to back and i'm so happy he carried that energy with him this season🥺#And Andreas having a great start with JP. Really hoping they'll stick together#( but only up to the grass season. Because grass season is Andi and Demo season. Yes i make doubles tennis schedules now)#Now off to the bitter sweet stuff...#Demo and Marcus being back together for the first time since 2021...#...just to lose their first match on Demo's birthday after rain delays dragged the whole thing for almost five hours 💀#Matty and Bopi advancing to R2...#...beating Johnny Mill in the process who played his last professionnal match before retiring from tennis#look at the way Matty looks at Johnny i'm sobbing 😭😭😭#why do retiring players always have to lose against their bestie?#the tennis Gods have no mercy#Rafa and Luisa went from winning the AO last year to needing a wild card to make it to the main draw this year and exiting after R1#rafa comforting Luisa was so soft i love them so much 🥺#i just want the doubles kittens to be happy#is that too much to ask?#thank you for coming to my therapy session#doubles trouble collection
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