#I wasn't loved as a child and I crave murderous obsession

[catcatb0y]

I am on such a yandere kick but have NOWHERE to put this energy.

[distort-opia]

Do you think that Bruce, having lost his parents very early, has a very romanticized view of his own parents? You know, when you're a kid you remember something like that but... Things sometimes are not like they looked like. I ask this because more and more adaptations are appearing in which Bruce's parents were not nice to him or were even criminals. And to a certain extent, I kind of like it because most of the rich people in Gotham are criminals to some extent and I kept wondering why the Wayne's were so good... But I don't know if that's the case in the comics' Canon timeline.

Oh yeah I definitely think Bruce idealizes his parents, and especially his father. Multiple canonical comics have shown that his parents weren't perfect, not by a long shot; they loved Bruce, but they were also busy people with issues of their own. Meanwhile, Bruce was clearly an anxious child, deeply affected by his parents' occasional neglect... and his father, Thomas, didn't much like Bruce being so "emotional". There's more than one comic in which Thomas scolds Bruce for it, and Bruce has reactions that speak so much towards a desperate need for validation from him. Let's just say, it makes a lot of sense to me that Bruce ended up exhibiting certain toxic behaviors towards his own children. And that he internalized an idea of masculinity and fatherhood that's not the healthiest, either. Someone recently asked me about Bruce's traumas in childhood, and you'd be surprised how many are connected to his parents, and specifically Thomas; here's a link if you're curious (I cite many sources for the examples above).

Overall I'd say that in canon, Thomas and Martha Wayne aren't downright shitty horrible parents, or anything of the sort. Yeah, other adaptations basically made them criminals or abusive, and suggested that Bruce just repressed the bad memories or overwrote them (like in Batman: Damned, for example) but... I think the current picture suggested by canon is more compelling. Bruce's parents loved him and they tried their best to be good to him, but they were also flawed. The darkness that Bruce exhibits on more than one occasion was there in them too, as multiple alternate Universes show. Flashpoint has Martha turn into the Joker and Thomas into a brutal and unforgiving Batman. Batman/Superman #18 shows us a world in which Thomas was killed, but Bruce and Martha survived, with Martha establishing herself as a powerful person in Gotham's underworld, targeting criminals and villains because of her obsession for keeping Bruce safe. And I think all this is how it should be, Bruce's parents should be portrayed as complex individuals with a darker side too, simply because reacting to his parents' murder the way Bruce did isn't something anyone would do. For him to react so strongly, to dedicate his life to never healing and refusing to let go... tragically, it makes so much sense that before all that, Bruce deeply craved his parents' love and affection, but wasn't getting it enough. It makes sense that, if you take a child with insecure attachment who's already deeply hurt by any sign of neglect from his parents, and you have his parents die in front of him-- the ultimate form of being left behind, being abandoned-- he wouldn't respond in the healthiest of ways. It follows that he'd end up defining himself by that trauma, and forever fear loss.

[rxsilabeth--er]

But being a criminal and getting trans!reg pregnant....like it's all planned.

Reader being obsessed with reg from the beginning from when he was just a trainee and committing crimes just so he could visit the scenes and watch reg. Killing people till he's darling boy is head of this case and being the one to bring him in. When he is, he chats up reg at a bar or sth, and poor reg is so clueless. Doesn't the guy he's riding and losing his mind over is the same person who is killing all those young victims he's investigating. By the time he figures it out, everything has gone to hell. And little reg is pregnant with the child of a serial killer. The worst part is that he knows. He can't tell anyone cause if his team finds out he got knocked by the psycho they're trying to catch, he'll lose the respect of the entire bureau. And Reg doesn't want to abort cause he's too stupidly in love with the man that gave him the child. However, he's shocked when he finds out the man made a small mistake in the last crime scene, but his team doesn't know it's killer and reg is a hundred percent sure the clue wasn't a mistake and was all planned out. And know he's interviewing his baby daddy in a small metal room who is highly aware of the tiny life growing inside of him and is too smug about it. With his new role as a potential witness to the case, he decides to offer his help with catching the murder and reg's boss agrees and is grateful to have the help of a local. Soo he grows to be liked by the whole group, and it's torture for reg. He keeps pulling reg into closets and bending him over the desk, promising to give him the little family he's always talked about on their dates, teasing him about how he has always been an over achiever and Regulus knows he could easily let himself hate him had their were not moments where the man was too domestic. Him walking into the office, wrapping his arms around his waist, rubbing his stomach. Talking about how their swert child will come out a genius. How he'll marry reg, whenever his ready. Always carrying with him water so reg is hydrated, doughnuts for the craving. Home-cooked meals, that reg can't help but mouth over. When reg is working too hard he'll walk into the office rub his back and little bump, telling him he shouldn't work too hard, it's bad for the baby, whispering little clues about the case In his ears. He'll buy him presents and make little baby jokes in front of everyone, making everyone confused. They'll ask if he's got a special someone at home and he's like yeah, we're expecting. He'll look reg right in the eye and go "smartest and prettiest little mama I've ever seen" and when it gets too hard for reg to cover the bump, he promises he'll quit but only if reg agrees to live with him.

Sorry, I may have gotten too obsessed 😅 I got this idea at what? 3:50 a.m and now it's 4:22. Had to get it all down immediately 😭

I'm drooling over this, it's such a piece of diamond!!! I NEED IT!! Oh my god, it's so cute yet so sexy!! Here take preggo! Reggie smut in exchange for the amazing gold's price!!| Warnings: dub-con? Slight manhandling, gun on head (reg's fine, dw), reader is kinda unhinged and insane, chocking, reg's pregnant, I have no idea, what came over me to write this...

Thank god, everyone in the office was actually gone out to eat, Regulus said he wasn't feeling and you brightly volunteered to stay behind to care of the Head Detective and the others agree, because you're a local who became VERY close with the group.

And Regulus knew why...Regulus's head felt like it was burning, crying on his knees, spewing insults, yelling, screaming and what not simply to argue with you over the fact that you're always at his office now and he doesn't like it...

You simply grinned down at him, you liked when he cried, it was cute, you know you should be angry at him, but maybe it was the fact that he was pregnant that suddenly made him so cute and made you want to make him cry more and mewl on your cock like that other night in the forest where you pounded in him on the forest floor beside his friend, Barty's house.

Softly you walked close to the kneeling boy, lifting his face softly and grabbing his face tightly, "You cry so damn much, it's fucking annoying how pretty you look." you softly hummed as Regulus's soft whimpering as you grab his arm and lift him up, pulling him up as you sat on his chair, the Head detective's chair.

You let him stand as he continued to scream at you for the next few minutes, maybe it was the pregnancy moodswings but after a few minutes of screaming, he stood there sobbing, pregnancy emotions always got out of hand, you guessed.

Softly he walked closer to you, sitting in your lap, crying in your neck as your hands stroked his thigh and sides, one hand travelling up to the top of his jacket, you softly pulled it off as he continued to cry, whine and sob on your lap, as one hand unbuttoned the buttons of his shirt softly, the other rubbing his thigh, the shirt still tucked in enough to hide his body well.

You snaked your hands inside his shirt, rubbing his stomach where you felt the smallest amount of movement, was it from Reg's breathing or the baby's notice of his father being around, you didn't know, you preferred the latter, knowing the man in your lap could never help his greediness he had over you, his obsession over you which he tried SO HARD to deny always made you grin and made you think how cute he'd like crying on your cock.

The other hand softly unbutton his trousers, your hands slipped inside his pants on his hips, holding his hips softly as you pet his hips a bit for him to lift his hips for you remove his trousers. Throwing them haphazardly, your fingers softly grazed his clothed cunt, already starting to wet and leak even through his panties, "Oh? Already wet...expected this from you honestly." you hummed softly, taking his hand on yours and guiding it to your trousers.

As he unbuttoned your pants, you simply pushed his panties aside and stroked his cunt and clit, but not touching him where he wants. Panting and whining, he simply pulled out your cock, whining as you simply sighed. "Pitiful.." you stared at him, but he's pregnant, might as well be sweet right?

So that's how he ended up riding you, wailing and moaning like it's nobody's business as his fingers were plunged in your mouth, plugging your mouth as you sucked and slobbered over his fingers like he did on your cock with a smirk seeing him go crazy and whiny simply from bouncing over you, one of your hands rubbing and squeezing his clit and the other rubbing his tummy which was seemingly growing to show your kid inside him...

Thrusting up into his cunt, the hand which was on his stomach moved up to softly pinch his nipples just as the ringtone of your phone rang through the office, as Regulus's cries resonated within the walls, just before you pulled his panties you tore off of him and shoved it in his mouth, taking the call, putting it on speaker and placing it on the table, while one of your hands held his wrists tightly, while the other moved to hold his throat.

Noticing his movements stopped, you leaned close to his tear-stricken face and asked, "What? Did I ask you to stop? Continue fucking riding." you said softly, you were sure if not for the panties stuck in his mouth and your hand on his throat he would whine loudly to show everyone what was happening.

"Hello?" Barty's voice came from the call, "Yeah? Hello Barty!!" You asked brightly, in contrary to how you were fucking Regulus on your dick. As Regulus continued to bounce on top you, "Yeah, uh, we're reaching the station back in like two to three minutes." Barty said as all blood ran from Regulus's face while you only smirked,

"Oh? Oh, please, do come early...I miss you all and if not me, then Reggie sure does, don't you?" you said smirking as Barty laughed over the phone, "I bet, aight, I'll tell Evan to drive faster, can't leave our besties alone, can we? See you!" he said before hanging up as you pulled Regulus's panties out his mouth, making him whine as you pressed down on his throat and rubbed his clit a bit harshly,

"Why-...Why would you..you-fuck! Why would you do that?!" he asked, trying to be angry, but his exterior flattered the moment you thrust inside of him, hearing him wail.

"Come on, hurry up, don't you want to cum? If not now, then you'll have to wait up until, I don't know....a few hours?" you said as he suddenly began speeding his movements up, as you relaxed in the chair, groaning as you kissed his chest and left hickeys, biting him as he simply whined and tried his best to ride you. Your hands no longer working on his body neither did you put in any effort, if he wanted it, he can have it all by himself especially after screaming at you,

"i'm still upset at you yelling at me, so I will relax, you use me and get yourself off." you said simply, hands simply on his stomach, stroking his swelling belly, letting him use you.

Regulus tried his best to replicate the feelings of you, pinching his nipples, squeezing his clit, plunging your fingers in his hole besides your cock if you felt more mean, or the way your cock touched parts of his body his long fingers couldn't even reach...

His wet finger rubbing his own clit, as he ride to bounce himself on top of you like you always force him to, the other hand on top of yours on his stomach, feeling your cock bulging in his stomach, it was hurting, but he simply couldn't reach his good points!

What the hell, you're supposed to care for him, your baby's momma, your pretty little baby and your gorgeous princess (as you called him in a degrading way).

It wasn't helping that you were pinching his nipples seemingly out of nowhere and reminding him, "Come on, don't want the whole sector to know you're a whore right? They're gonna be here any minute now." he said. His pleasure was teetering between too much and too little and it was driving him wild,

"Ah-fuck!...please! I-I'm..fuck..I'm sorry, it's not working!!" he whined, his tears dripped down his cheeks with drool also falling down his cheeks making you shake your head, "I'm sorry, baby. You're on your own." you said simply, groaning as he clamped down on your, throwing your head back, sadism making you feel happy and a smirk on your lips as he again began to move up and down, his thighs burning just as the sounds of other's car's parking was heard.

"Oh, looks like they're here, awwhhh, baby, hurry up, come on, cum." you said with fake pity as Regulus let out a loud whine, near scream,

"PLEASE! I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry...Please..it hurts and I-fuck! Can't do it, I need you, I need you!....in here..Please daddy? Don't wanna pleasure your little cumslut...am I not carrying your baby?" he softly, whined taking your hand and placing it on his dripping cunt softly throwing his head back, you groaned and rolled your eyes as you held his hips, the fucking cumslut was smart and fucking cute,

"Awhh, fine. But hear me slut, you're not cumming the whole night after this." he said as he nodded desperately, "Fine, yes, yes!!" he nodded as you looked over to see Barty, Evan, Pandora, James, Sirius, Remus, Lily and literally everyone in the group was entering the building.

You quickly pulled out and flipped him over, slamming back inside as you pounded him on the table, as you looked over the desk to see your gun that confiscated in a opened drawer, pulling it you softly placed it on his head, making Regulus tense up, as you continued to pound inside him, spanking his ass red and rubbing it softly between your warmed up palm of the other hand before it moved to bundle up in his hair to pull up his falling and lolling head as his whined,

"Awhh, what? Scared, baby? You should be. Fucking brat, you should be fucking grateful I don't pull the trigger for almost revealing my identity...But fuck, baby, I love you." you hummed moving fast, moving the fun down to nudge his clit with the cold metal as you pounded in him, pulling his hair, and biting his shoulders, you were dressed up but he wasn't except his opened shirt hanging from his shoulders.

Regulus's whines began to be more high-pitched and faster, "Uh..No, wait..it feels weird, sir! PLEASE! It-fuck, feels like I'm gonna pee...Please, no i'm-ngh!...I'm gonna cum." he whined, thrashing softly as you placed the gun back on the table and shoved fingers in his mouth, gagging him on them, as the other pinched and rubbed his clit roughly, you could hear the other's footsteps outside on the corridors...

"Fucking cum, I better not get caught. They're just outside the door, sweetheart." you hissed as Regulus whined and let out a soundless cream as he squirted over you dripping down as he clamped down on your cock, his head dizzy as he whined softly.

That pushed you over the edge as you quickly came inside him and pulled out, staring at his dripped ass as Regulus scrambled to get his articles of clothing, including the ripped up panties and ran to the bathroom, banging the door closed just as the door opened to them, "Hey!! We got food for you as well!!" Pandora said brightly holding up a bag as they all stare at you fixing your unbutton shirts with a sweet smile, back on your lips,

"Hi, welcome back!! Where were you all gone for?" you asked, fixing your pants behind the desk hiding you as you smiled brightly. "Oh, nowhere really." Mary said sighing as she pulled up a chair beside you as you sat on the Head Detective's desk, "Where is Regulus?" Dorcas asked, as you slightly panicked, "Oh, uh, he's in the bathroom." you said smiling nodding towards the bathroom in the office.

Everyone nodded as Pandora handed you the food bag, "Oh yeah, speaking of. Reminds me, you look unsuually happy, are you expecting someone at home?" James asked smiling, as you nodded with a boyish grin,

"Yep, i'm expecting a baby!" You said just as Regulus walked out wiping his face with a napkin, his clothes back on, " the prettiest and gorgeous mama I've ever seen.." you said softly smiling at Regulus who blushed and walked closer, shooing you to get your own chair...

You pulled one beside him, as everyone began leaving to go back to different things they had to work on, as you ate your food in silence with Regulus, pulling him back to sit in your lap on the Head Detective's chair, a hand on his tummy.

You didn't really notice it, but after the few months, he was honestly starting to show, if not for the fact that he wore a brown blazer over it that hid his stomach, but if he wasn't wearing it, it was blatantly obvious as you stared at his stomach.

Regulus noticing your gaze no tummy, he hid it under his arms, his insecurity skyrocketed since becoming pregnant, but despite being insane it would be wrong to lie since he was looking gorgeous than anything,

"Quit this job, I'll take care of you." you blurted out suddenly making Regulus glare at you, "You have a lot of fucking audacity." he said pulling you close by your collar, "I'm serious...I don't want you to be held responsible if I got caught being a killer, I want you and the baby to be safe, quit this. I have money, I'll take care of you." you said softly, rubbing his stomach with one of the rare, genuine smile you held making Regulus a bit surprised but sigh,

"I'll see...", "Thank sweet mama.. :)"

[xkseii]

umm, inspired by 'what type of subs are they', tartaglia's part. this is just like a brainrot, and my request is, can you make a longer version of this? :)

when he wants you to be the only person you wanted to touch. seeing you patching up aether's wounds as you utter sweet and reassuring words to him, telling the traveller you promise him that you will accompany his journey on finding his sister. saying all that sweet words and promises, hugging him by his waist, making him receive a sense of protection while doing so. he loses it. the he in here is ajax

thats all, you don't really need to do this, but since you said your request us open so I want to see how this turns out! :D

anyways, your al-haitham fic🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

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⎮Tartaglia's jealousy⎮

⏤ Characters: Childe⎮reader (no pronouns used)

⏤ Including: implied nsfw (-17)

⏤ Warnings: jealousy / yandere behaviour

Tartaglia is the sweetest with you, he loves you so much to the point he would do absolutely anything for you. He's obsessed, not in a healthy way but the love that he feels for you is real. After he met you for the first time, his mind was filled with you and you only, and he did everything to find you again. When he did, he never left your side, going everywhere with you, learning your habits, and what you liked or hated, and then used all the knowledge he had to seduce you.

He did everything, absolutely everything possible to win your heart, and despite his competition, Tartaglia got you to succumb to his charm. Only after this, and some months in your relationship, he genuinely fell for you, really hard. When he realized it, it was over for you, your possible hope of getting away from him was reduced to zero, only if you wanted to leave him though. But what really made you understand how much he was in love and trusted you, was when he gave you his real name.

At first, it was rather difficult for you to get used to Ajax's behaviour, how he always needed to be close to you, in any circumstances, or how he craved physical contact whenever he was with you. When time passed, it became a habit to hold him, from the most subtle touch like linking your pinkies, to more obvious ones like holding his waist or kissing his neck and resting your head on his shoulder, Ajax loved it. But there's something you understood really quickly, he may love receiving physical contact from you, but give some to someone else, or it will drive him crazy.

For him, when you touch him, when your fingertips slide over his forearm in a gentle manner, or when you take him in your arms, it's a declaration of love. It is the most personal and intimate thing you can do, and he considers that as your lover, he should be the only one receiving it and nobody else.

So, imagine how he felt when you told Ajax that you needed to leave for a while, to assist Aether in his journey to find his sister. He didn't say anything, but the rage was noticeable, and his glare pierced through Aether's head with murderous intent.

It was supposed to only last a week, but some things happened, and it extended to a two-week journey. You were sure it would pass quickly, but only have two days, and you were missing Ajax, a bit too much. You couldn't help but think about him, and you were waiting impatiently to see him again. On his side, it was so much worse, he was annoyed, rude to everyone and on the edge, knowing that you were alone with Aether was driving him insane, he just wanted to kill the damn pretty boy.

He waited cravingly for the end of the week, but when you didn't come back, he snapped. He left the house you shared and immediately travelled to where you were supposed to be, it took him two days but when he finally found you, his blood ran cold. It wasn't even the fresh injuries you had on your body that pissed him off, neither the ones that weren't taken care of, but what you were doing.

Your hands… Your hands were on him, the hands that were supposed to hold him only, to touch him only and not have any skin-to-skin contact with anyone else, those hands were touching Aether. He clenched his jaw so hard he could have broken his own teeth, nails digging into his palm as he was holding back from jumping on Aether and choking him, cutting off his arms and legs, and leaving his corpse to rot here.

Just the view of you patching up his wounds was giving him murder ideas, and it was even worse as your own wounds were taken care of. And as he stepped closer, he felt his heart skip a beat, his blood boiling as you were talking sweetly to Aether, your hand running through his hair as you try to reassure him, telling him that he will find his sister.

Ajax didn't care that Aether was sobbing, or breaking down, the only thing he was seeing was how gentle you were with someone else than himself, how you were promising to help Aether more, stay longer with him on this journey. And his breaking point, was when you kissed the wound you just patched up before hugging Aether, wrapping your hand around his waist as you become even more sweet and gentle. Ajax could see how Aether rested against you, his face hidden in your neck, and he snapped when his hands touched your back, holding you even closer.

You barely had the time to hear someone moving closer to you before Ajax pulled you away violently, placing himself in front of you, his hand grasping at your arm and his nails piercing through your skin. Aether tried to step forward, but Ajax's bow was already under his jaw, the sharp side touching his neck and drawing a drop of blood out. He told Aether through gritted teeth to get away, and not get closer to you. His rage was sweeping out of his body in waves, hitting you harder and harder until you understood that Ajax was ready to really kill him.

He was feral, like a wolf protecting his territory, threatening Aether openly. You had no other choice than to leave, dragging Ajax away by his harness as you send an apologetic look to the blond man. You could see his confusion, and hurt by what happened, but he also didn't want to risk his life. And Ajax wasn't any better, he was hurt, feeling betrayed, he could already see you leave him and never come back. But all of this was overcome by his anger, insanity showing itself for the first time in a really long while.

You were too far from home to go there immediately, and you had to stop at an inn. On the way there, Ajax had the time to calm down a bit, but you could still feel his murderous aura. You barely had the time to pay for a room that you were pushed into one, your back hitting the wall, he tears your clothes off, talking under his breath to himself.

Before you knew it, you were naked, sitting on a chair with your hands behind your back, tied by the wrists. Your shirt, in shreds, was holding onto your shoulders pathetically, some fresh blood straining it as Ajax left deep bites onto your shoulders and neck. He was sitting on your lap, arms thrown over your shoulders as he gives you an annoyed and devilish smirk.

He was going to make you regret touching someone else than him.

Let's just say, that after this night, you were never left alone with anyone. Ajax would be here, pressing himself against you, and his glare was mean and crazy enough to prevent anyone to get too close. Unsurprisingly, Aether never tried to go on a journey with you again, fearing for his life. Thankfully for him, he was the one that survived the madness of Ajax, the rest didn't have so much chance. At least, that's what the smell in your basement was telling you.

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[softieskywalker]

To this day, I still think that the way George Lucas wrote Vader is SO cool

There’s something so darkly heartwarming and awesome about making Darth Vader, who morally speaking is an absolute monster that remorselessly hurts millions of innocent people and who is perhaps THE most feared person in the entire galaxy due to his visibility and feats, love his son Luke, the picture perfect definition of a pure hero who decides to operate on the power of love and optimism, so much

About making a huge chunk of his story in the OT revolve around him desperately trying to capture Luke because he just wants his son again

There is something so sweetly awful/awfully sweet about Darth Vader having 0 issues with brutally murdering other people’s sons but still having the audacity to go into an apoplectic rage if anyone dares do something as ~evil~ as even slightly harm HIS son

Terrifying villain dads loving their genuinely heroic protagonist sons is a trope that’s so awesome and yet so weirdly rare, and I LOVE how galaxy brained George Lucas was for making the Vader-Luke relationship like this

You know what this makes me remember in a real life example? In the Holocaust museum I saw a letter from a Nazi officer who was writing to his wife about how much he missed her and his children, how much he loved them, how he was going to bring them gifts when he went home. And he also described some of the horrendous atrocities he was doing, and it even said "killing so many (jews) is hard but you get used to it, you stop seeing them as people." I won't ever forget that phrase. Because it really struck me, how human it was. And how it's useless to see people who commit such crimes as monsters, because they are human, and humans are capable of these things.

Back to your point about Vader, he's such a force of evil for so long, he kills and tortures and destroys and yet he's still capable of loving his son and missing his late wife because fundamentally he's human, he never stopped being human. Humans are capable of horrendous things and it doesn't take away the capacity to love. It sounds so contradictory and yet it's true! And it's also an indicator of how selfish love can be. Because how can someone love so fiercely and also be a murderer, a torturer, a tyrant? Because love is not an inherently pure or absolute good thing, love can be selfish and destructive. That's Anakin's entire central conflict, how he loves so selfishly. And it's also amazing how Luke, someone who has so much selfless love to give, who never went without love, because Owen and Beru loved him, and Obi-Wan loved him, and Leia loved him, and Han, and everyone around him in some way loved him, he has love to spare. And he could somehow show Vader that he also could love in a way that wouldn't destroy him, but that it could heal him. And how, at the same time, Luke always craved that fatherly love, and Vader being so selfishly obsessed with him probably contributed to Luke forgiving his father for what he'd done to him and how much he had hurt him. Knowing Vader wasn't indifferent to him but rather wanted him, had wanted that child he thought he'd lost, that his existence in the universe wasn't unwanted, that probably meant so much to Luke. And it also proved to him, someone who never went without love, that he could be selfish about it too, and choose to forgive and try to redeem someone who did not deserve forgiveness nor redemption. In the eyes of the Galaxy Vader will always be a monster and a tyrant but for Luke, who allowed himself to love his father selfishly, he could be someone who in the end chose to save and protect him.

[animeyanderelover]

Prompt 40 for HxH Machi please?

I'm craving for holidays as always. Studies are a drag.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possesssive behavior, abduction,

Prompt 40

"How long are you going to lock yourself up inside of there?"

There was no answer from the other side of the door and Machi swallowed down the sigh that she felt building up inside of her. She was frustrated with your recent rebellious behavior yet knew very well that she couldn't have expected anything else after the abduction. It was entirely her own fault that she hadn't noticed you back then when she had found out that some hunters had found out about you and had gotten into a bloody fight. out of worries what Chrollo would do to you and her fear that you'd tell others about her identity, she hadn't been left with much of a choice but to kidnap you. The only thing she was thankful for was that the troupe had helped her with the search for a new place where you could be kept. Chrollo seemed partially fascinated with Machi's small obsession, had been lenient and allowed you to stay alive.

"(y/n), please answer me for once." she said to the closed door, her foot tapping impatiently against the wooden floor. It had been like this for the entire last week, your ignorance. Machi was sure that she was someone with a good amount of patience but she felt how you slowly broke it down with your touchy behavior. As justified as it was, you were only making the whole situation more complicated. All she wanted to do was to talk with you.

"(y/n), open the door or at least talk to me or else-"

"Or else what? Are you going to threaten me, break the door open or use your strings to kill me like you did with those two men?"

You snapped at her before she could even finish her sentence and your tone gave your entire bitterness, betrayal and resentment away. The pink-haired woman paused, she didn't like the accusing tone in your voice. Whilst it was true that she was a criminal and had killed people, she wasn't fond of being called only a mindless killer with a lust for blood and no heart, she had her own morals.

"I only want to talk with you like a civilized person but I can't if you continue to act like a bitchy child." was her quick response and she couldn't completely hide the ever so slightly present tone of annoyance in her voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry for reacting like a bitchy child after finding out that my supposed partner is a murderer and internationally wanted criminal who kidnapped me after I found out her secret and keeps me like some sort of prisoned pet in the middle of nowhere so I won't tell anyone!" you hissed fiercely back, her own annoyance only fueling your own temper as you were in disbelief how she had just told you that she only wanted to talk. What was there to even talk about?! It was all her fault.

"(y/n), I am not treating you like a prisoner. If you would be seriously considered a threat for them, you would have been dead already. It's only because I pleaded to let you stay alive because I love you that you're still unharmed. You don't want to know how we handle people we consider a threat for us." Machi replied in a low tone as if she really wanted to scare you right now. She heard shuffling behind the closed door and in the next moment she heard a lud slam from the other side as you hit your flat palm against the door.

"Am I supposed to be thankful now?! For having to stay the rest of my life as a imprisoned person with you?! I don't give a care anymore how you feel about me! You're just a liar and a murderer and nothing more! You killed people in cold blood and expect me to believe you and your promise that I'll be fine! Why don't you just kill me now?! That's what you and your friends can do best after all, can't they?!"

Deep down you knew that you were on thin ice with your words but you just didn't care anymore. You wanted to hurt her as much as she had hurt you with her lies. You had genuinely loved her at one point, had believed her to be better than your previous ex yet she was even worse than him. He was a scumbag but she was just a criminal who had gotten you into this situation where you would be killed if you would try anything. What a wonderful relationship it was!

You didn't hear her answer after that, you could only hear your own enraged breath and heartbeat. Initially you didn't care but after a few moments of nothing, anxiety started to fill you. Had you gone too far and truly triggered her? You hadn't meant it when you had said that you'd rather be killed now, you still valued your life and didn't want to be killed by the hands of the Phantom Troupe. You knew the rumors about them being cruel and heartless. You silently pressed your ear against the door, halting your breath to listen to any sounds from the other side. Still nothing.

"You want me to kill you?"

You flinched back when you heard her icy tone, your heart beating as your body was filled with anxiety. You made as much distance between the door and you as possible and only moments later that turned out to be the right decision. A sharp sound suddenly filled the silence and in the next moment the door suddenly opened itself with a loud bang, hanging afterwards only loosely where it was supposed to hang. You could see that the door handle outside had been broken, the slight glimmer of razor-sharp threats which had successfully cut through the material like it had been butter and Machi who was holding the threats. Her eyes landed instantly on you, took in your terrified form.

Your eyes were wide with horror as you cowered against the wall. You could feel the tears springing into your eyes and your breath quickening and tightening your chest. Machi didn't move, instead both of you continued to stare at each other.

"You're such a monster, you know? You expect me to forgive you after what you've done to others, to me? Are you going to kill me now like I expected you to do?"

Your tone was shaking and high-pitched as you choked on your own tears, still looking at her with your quivering pupils. For a short moment you saw something flashing across her features, a look of guilt or maybe even sadness. Her facial expression was just as fast to harden again and you didn't truly believe that she'd be able to feel like that after you had seen her taking lives with such ease as if it was nothing anymore to her. She turned around on her heels and walked away with quick steps and you only watched her walking down the stairs. You didn't move, not even after hearing the door slamming downstairs, hinting strongly that she had just left the house. You were too terrified, afraid that she'd come back to really finish you off. It took you about 10 minutes before you dared to carefully and cautiously move again.

---

You had told yourself that you'd be fine without her, that you wouldn't worry after she had scared you, threatened you like this. It had been fine the first three hours but after five hours you had started, despite your better judgement, to question when she'd come back. If she would even come back at all. You had gone to bed with a troubled mind despite your attempts to push all your worries down, only got a few hours of sleep before you woke up again and stayed awake for the rest of the night.

When she still hadn't returned in the morning, you had started to feel truly uneasy which had led you to walking around in panic in the living room. She wasn't here and you had time to run away if you would have wanted yet the still present fear of being killed in gruesome ways from the Phantom Troupe held you back.

After a while you had started to search for some kind of phone in hopes of being able to call her even if you didn't even know if she still had the phone from back then when you hadn't known the truth about her. After a while of just rummaging around in all drawers, you had indeed found some sort of cellphone. It seemed like an older exemplar which you couldn't unlock and you instantly assumed it was because otherwise you might try to call someone. The only thing this device seemed to be able to do was to call someone, you didn't know whom though.

You just held it in your hands for a while, thought with jittery nerves whether or not you shold risk to call this emergency number or not. It was in this house so you could have assumed Machi had left it for you in case you'd be in trouble but you weren't completely sure. What if you would end up calling the boss of hers, the worst from all? After weighting out the pros and cons for a while, you decided with a heavy and nervous heart to press the function to call the number.

You only received the long beeps which made you feel more and more on edge, instant regret filling your mind. What if a completely unknown person would answer you? Just as you were about to press the red button to end the call, someone picked up and the sudden lack of the beeping sound startled you more than it should have. No one on the other side of the line answered though as if they were just listening and so you held the phone against your ear with sweaty hands, contemplating whether to say something or not. You still didn't know who it was.

"What is it? Why did you call me via the emergency phone?"

You stumbled back out of relief when you recognized Machi's voice, still sounding cold and distant, but it was her nevertheless.

"Where are you? What are you doing? You haven't come back since yesterday evening?" were the first things you blurted out to her.

"...What I am doing? I'm punishing myself."

This answer took you back quite a bit as you didn't know what to say after hearing her saying it.

"...Why? Why would you do that?" you decided to ask after a moment of silence from your side, your voice giving away how unsure you felt.

"Why? Because I upset you earlier. I do know that it's my fault and that I can't expect forgiveness anytime soon. Instead I only scared you even more, didn't I? I lost my temper which shouldn't have happened. Especially not with you."

She mumbled the last part in a softer tone and you really thought that you could hear the regret in her voice in that moment.

"Ah..." was the best thing you could reply with, you didn't know what else you could say. You couldn't deny that you were a bit worried but your anger was far from resolved either. Another silence filled the two lines afterwards and somehow you could feel that both of you didn't have to say anything else to each other, or rather both of you didn't know how to.

"I see, I guess both of us need to calm down a bit. Be careful." you said halfheartedly before ending the call. You stood there for a couple of seconds more though, with the phone pressed against your ear before you put it back in the drawer.

[elijahxseok]

[cis man and he/him] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ELIJAH SEOK]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [DANIEL HENNEY]. You must be the [FORTY FIVE] year old [TRAINER AT THE TITANIUM GYM]. Word is you’re [DETERMINED] but can also be a bit [ARROGANT] and your favorite song is [SWIM GOOD BY FRANK OCEAN]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [CRYSTAL COVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

tw: murder, death, injury, power dynamics

basic

Full Name: Elijah Seok Age: Forty-five Height: 6′2″ Gender & Pronouns: cis-man & he/him Orientation: Heterosexual Residential Area: Crystal Cove, Aurora Bay Occupation:  Trainer at the Titanium Gym Relationship status: Single

bio

Pride. That was the first thing that Elijah learned as a child, and it was a trait that was instilled in him as soon as he could comprehend it. With his mother not really in the picture, his father wasn't really involved in raising Elijah either. The only thing he wanted from his child was to follow in his footsteps and make him proud. After all, that was what he did, and that was what his father did before him.

Little did Elijah know what kind of pride they were after. Talented at martial arts, he was quick to pick up taekwondo and work hard to excel at it. Not just excel; he was genuinely great, using his wits and stubbornness to achieve greatness. Whilst having a temperament was generally frowned upon, his father encouraged it, and the boy was keen enough to gain his father's approval to do whatever it took to achieve it.

It was at the age of sixteen that Elijah learned a bit more about his father - and his grandfather. The men in his family were bound to mix with the wrong crowd, all craving for power, status, and authority the Seoks did not have. Whilst it should have been a huge red flag, Elijah went right along, knowing nothing better and desperately wanting to be the best. It didn't help that he was arrogant from his success in martial arts, thinking that he was absolutely invincible.

The next twenty years of Elijah's life were spent mixing with the wrong crowds, becoming part of the same mob that his father and grandfather had joined. He continued to work on his martial arts skills, becoming a champion and never once stopping at perfecting his abilities. He had to be the strongest, the most agile one in the room. He had to be the best. And whilst that's what he did out in public, with many people either loving or absolutely hating him, behind the scenes, he was a whole other person. He had no issues doing what the mob asked him to do, all stemming from his need for approval and validation.

Climbing up the ranks and becoming the best - or trying to - was incredibly difficult, but Elijah never once gave up. He raged when he lost a championship, but then trained a thousand times harder to win again. He loathed anyone who was a bigger favorite of the boss and did everything in his power to make them fail. He played dirty, obsessed with wanting to be accepted, disregarding everything else in his path.

It was bound to all come crashing down, but Elijah would lie if he said he was expecting it. Actually, he probably did lie. There was a shake-up in the mob he was part of, and after an extremely brutal takeover, their boss was murdered in cold blood. Many went down with him, his father included, and when consciousness left his body, Elijah thought that he would join them, too. So when he woke up, consumed by pain and rage, surrounded by bodies of those he once deemed acquaintances, Elijah was confused. Running on pure adrenaline, he managed to get away, get himself patched up just enough, before getting out of the city. Even in the state that he was in, he knew better than to go back to his old home, and

Whilst the recovery of his injured body took a while, the healing of his wounded pride took even longer. With his father dead and no way to go back into his old lifestyle, Elijah was at a loss. There was only one thing he knew; rage. It drove him to crave revenge, and the next years were spent recovering from his injuries, getting back into shape, and planning a way to take down those who took his old life away from him. Elijah was almost alarmingly quick with being consumed by it, so when he stumbled upon a sudden discovery, his world came to a complete stop once more.

For a long time, he had no idea why he was so shocked by the discovery of being a father. All of his life he focused on making his father proud, living up to his expectations, and finding out he was a father himself threw him off. Was he... excited? A mix of emotions Elijah did not recognize boiled within him, and he had no idea what to do. He wanted to get revenge for his father because that was what he was trained to do, and he didn't know how to react to anything else. At first, Elijah wanted to disregard it - the poor bastard child just had to live with not knowing they were Elijah's- but as months went by, he couldn't.

Slowly, the raging thoughts of revenge were replaced by the thoughts of his child. He knew who the mother was - the young woman he met roughly twenty years ago, someone who wasn't scared of calling him out or bringing his ego down - and it took him only so long to track her down. It took even less time to track his child down in some small city in the United States.

Roughly a year ago Elijah had left South Korea and made his way to the United States. He had no idea what was pushing him towards it, and he refused to admit the obvious. His own upbringing doing nothing but pulling him down into the darkness was affecting his decision-making, but slowly, Elijah learned of his own feelings that he had been suppressing for all those decades. Was it actually care? Love? Or desperation that was running through his mind when he finally arrived at Aurora Bay, settling down with a plan of meeting his own child.

Whilst Elijah had retained most of his character traits - he is still as egoistic, arrogant, and prideful as he had always been - he has been working hard to change. It's painful, and it's difficult trying to break down the traits his father had instilled in him, and whilst he relapses fairly often, he knows now that what he had done - and was made to do- in the past is not the right way to go about life. Recognizing his own faults is still a work in progress, but Elijah wouldn't be himself if he wasn't a determined and hard worker.

wanted connections

The mother of his child - it would be someone around his age - maybe a year or two older/younger, at most, as they would have had their child when they were still very young. This is someone who was not scared of challenging Elijah, arguing back, or calling him out when he was being insufferable. Their romance was quick and passionate, and when duty called, Elijah did not hesitate to leave her behind and do whatever he had to do for the organization. Deep down, he's always admired her for her amazing qualities, and even all these years later, he can still admit that he tolerates her.

His child - someone who would not know about Elijah. They could have his traits, or they might have been smart enough to realize that it was no good, and worked hard to improve themselves. Whilst Elijah knows of their existence, they do not know of Elijah or that he's even in the same city as they are. - Arabella Park

Clients at the Titanium Gym. Elijah's way of training isn't exactly orthodox. His clients would have had to work hard to prove that they were worthy to be trained by him, and once they have achieved it, he has been extremely hard on them. This is all because he's seen their potential, and wants nothing more than for them to succeed. Not to mention, Elijah just likes to be surrounded by the best.

The odd best friend. Elijah's been struggling with making close connections, still working hard to destroy the way he was raised, but this person has managed to get through to his soft side. Whilst it's rarely on display, Elijah still cares for this person, and would do whatever it takes to help them - complaining the whole time, of course. - Eric Kang

@aurorabayaesthetic

[diabolocracy]

The Big Fat Iniquitale AU Infodump Post (wherein I copy + paste every bit and bob of info I've written about it under one big disorganized post). With pictures! Matured*3 for a reason. If you're a kid and seeing this you lied about your age or some whackjob took screenshots and didn't mark those as mature so hey, not my fuckin' problem, innit?

CW: Dead dove and M*3 for a reason. Murder, abuse, mentions of implied rape, kidnapping, drugging, child murder, also I go into detail about at least one of the sci lab trio's genitalia lol

THE OVERVIEW

• Characters are based on songs. Probably not original. I do not care!

Since they're my main focus I only have WDG's and Sans' picked out. Namely,

LOVE LOVE NIGHTMARE - specifically this version - for whom is obvious. It even goes into the planned "ending" if you do enough mental gymnastics ("Everyone is just getting in our way. I will remove them all using Science. Oh, you do not like that? Then remove me." (Spoiler: he does.))

Qbomb's Crackershock for Sans whose pseudonym is Fuse. Don't yet have a cemented au-ified design for that guy--I need to finagle in the blues and teals.

I'm tempted to use this one for Frisk but they're not relevant until after The Catastrophe, which won't be a thing here or probably ever, lol.

But if I do persist long enough this song is totally Bunny-haunting/taunting/still obsessing over-Fuse after the fact and this one actually fits for confrontation purposes haha

I wanted to use this one for Alphys but it's just... Canon Alphys... lol

[ Bunny -> Fuse || "I can make him worse." ] He succeeds until he doesn't. [ Bunny -> Alphys || "I can make her the same as me." ] He doesn't succeed at all. Alphys doesn't follow in his footsteps to manipulate that fish she's craving. She doesn't graduate beyond stalker. (She does, however, become friends with her boss and his boyfriend. She knows the things that go on between them but she's smart enough to know not to try to interfere. Given her specialty in Monster physio/bio (she wants to become the Royal Physician one day - she is sure that her research into DT will gain her the position; she works at the lab as an assistant to be able to gain access to what she needs), she'll sometimes use her boss as a guinea pig to test out new cures or medical procedures. If he's gonna go and get himself hurt anyway... Why not?)

(fuse memo: normal white eyes, goes all crossed-out when angwy similar as to how WDG's go all heartsy; this'll probably be a thing in general)

This song works for a potential Chara-Bunny alliance I've been considering (and have since decided to go with): ○ Chara was murdered and eaten by the vulture-Royal Scientist while out and about with Asriel one horrible day. They tried many times to Reset and avoid this fate, but they failed each time. As it was ultimately a complete and utter shitshow, their Soul wasn't contained nor was it absorbed. They've haunted the Underground ever since. ○ Until they decided to meddle a 'little,' anyway; in a failed timeline, Bunny was on the precipice of dying courtesy of fucking with Fuse a little too much. Chara decided to lend a hand, merging very posthumously with him after striking up some sort of deal, granting him the ability to Reset and Remember. ○ Chara's end goal is [???]. Bunny's end goal is the perfect "happily Forever after." ○ This is probably how Bunny managed to break the level cap. Additionally, the False Window likely shows Chara's stats prior to their demise. (They were rather a frail human.) ○ This of course means that Asriel is still alive and plagued with guilt over their adopted sibling's murder--and the current King of the Underground. Asgore and Toriel are still together and really old; they both inhabit the quaint Ruins home. ○ When Bunny inevitably does the thing that permakills him (more or less), Chara makes a deal with Fuse and gives him the same abilities they gave Bunny (Reset & Remember). He Resets. Of course, this doesn't bring Bunny back (not in whole) -- the Universe compensates. Alphys becomes the Royal Scientist in his stead. So on and so forth. ○ When Frisk falls, they are hostile. They have to contend with a monster that can Reset and Remember as well right off the bat, though. ○ Every Reset brings a little garbled void-twisted piece of Bunny back. ○ It's Fuse's own personal hell!

◘ As for Chara "Splatter(ed)" Dreemurr, they're a nice kid, really. A tad bit fucked up considering they've died horribly multiple times and spent who knows how along alone gradually burning out, but decent. Mischievous, playful, impish, kind of pixie-like. They were murdered, and this guy was about to be murdered, too; they need a host before they burn out completely, and this guy doesn't want to die; they can fix that by granting him the ability to Reset and Remember (which is the best they can do at this point), which also grants them a host which means they won't eventually disappear for good… And they're curious! Can he ultimately escape Death's clutches, or will he fail, too?

◘ Not wanting to ultimately burn out is also why they make the same deal with Fuse when Bunny inevitably ends up 'dead for good.'

◘ They're avoiding Asriel for their own reasons - namely, they don't want to like, torture the poor guy by making him remember them, or something.

◘ Chara's name is rarely, if ever uttered in the Underground. Asriel gets very upset when he hears their name and remembers the day they were murdered right in front of him while all he could do was scream and cry.

• This AU is, shamelessly, a dumping place for my kinks. This is self-explanatory 😪 but not relevant because he doesn't want you.

• For the sake of interaction WDG's probably created some app that lets him connect to the multiversal internet or make portals or something loll I dunno 😪 this whole shindig is a work in progress baybee.

• If his Sans were to fall before his time this crazy idiot would inject them both with DT to form an amalgamate. No dying. Only staying together. Forever. :)

• He saw this lovely assistant of his punch out a monitor during work hours because of infuriating technical difficulties or something of the sort and thought to himself, I bet that I could make that guy worse. (And he succeeds! Post-Catastrophe, Fuse/Sans fares much better in handling his issues because he doesn't have this influence in his life anymore (...more or less).)

• Instead of Gaster Blasters, given his boyfriend's penchant for punching things Bunny instead made Gloves.

• The Royal Scientist from a little before the Barrier's erection had a taste for Human meat - especially after it had been left out for a while. Vultures, y'know...? Anyway, when the Monsters were trapped Underground, her first order of business was to try and create a substitute. This ended up with Waterfall having to be renamed The Meat Cavern from the strange fungus she cultivated. The entire Underground is now a red haze of spores that smell sickly-sweet - thankfully the fungus itself can only actually grow in the former Waterfall, but it has begun adapting to grow in New Home. New Home residents are advised to burn it if they find it there. Isn't Science wonderful?

• Bunny's mother was a Boss Monster with several concubines. She wanted him to follow in her foot-steps, hinting that he had taken after her in typing, but some time in his teens she met an unfortunate 'accident.' Bunny was taken in by the current Royal Scientist, who was much more successful in shaping his future. (And who also met an unfortunate 'accident.')

Fig. Nya Fuse

• The Resort is run by BP: Bartholome(o)w Pickles (otherwise known in Classic as Burgerpants). It's a family-friendly joint by day and a sleazy strip joint by night, complete with escorts and the weekly comedy night.

• Alphys is Hot Goth GF but too awkward to land that fish on her lonesome (or with Bunny's "help"). Her goal is to become the Royal Physician, and she hopes her research into DT will land her that position. Her side project features Mettaton, magibiosci, and meaty fungal limbs meticulously grown from altered samples of the Meat Cavern fungus infesting former Waterfall. Yeah, she has read Mary Shelley's Frankenstein and she's a bit obsessed. (Meanwhile, Bunny is the one low-key into the animays.)

(Further Alphys notes:

Friend is encouraging me with ideas as to how to make the AUwufied Alphys more of a little freak than I was planning and honestly. Yeah. Fuck it we ball. Increasing the canon creepiness factor (look, she has cameras everywhere, and you think she only uses them to watch out for humans? Never mind the fact that humans have to do, you know, human things, and she's a scientist) to 100.

Bunny 100% helps her abduct and fuck Undyne at least once in some timeline or another. Well, he doesn't partake of the fucking, of course, but he helps her with everything else just to if she'll actually do it.

She also uses her magibiosci knowledge to make strap-ons out of fungi and other modified materials that provide sensation to the wearer as if they actually had a dick. And dildos, too, of course! Want one that creates its own lube? Cum? Ovipositor eggs? One that's edible? A special scent or flavor or unique cum type? She's your gal! It's a side-gig for extra funding.)

Fig. Nyo! Alphys.

THE SCI LAB TRIO

WINGDINGS "BUNNY" GASTER

Unhinged yandere that uses his partner’s angry violent outbursts against him to keep him right where he wants the guy. He pretends to be a weak, defenseless, vulnerable nerd - however, he could dust his boyfriend in the blink of an eye if he really wanted to. He won’t really defend himself in dire moments because he doesn’t want to risk it, though.

He will dust anyone who thinks of getting between them, of course (in secret, obviously! that lab tech just met an unfortunate accident! it happens! science is dangerous!).

He gains EXP via pain, to put it bluntly. He uses his boyfriend as an exp farm and will only allow his boyfriend to cause him any harm. He will try to annihilate anyone else who tries.

Through the powers of Science he has broken the level cap. His stats are as follows:

LV 666 HP 666666 AT 66666 DF 66666 – basically the datamined stats for ‘classic’ Gaster. He has created a false stats window for when he is checked. It displays the following, LV 1 HP 10 AT 3 DF 3 –but there are those out there who will inevitably be able to see that it’s false, or to see through it entirely. That’s fine! He doesn’t care! No one in his world can see it, and that’s all that matters.

He has zero qualms about using his status as royal scientist to get what he wants (though he usually uses this in favor of his boyfriend).

Essentially, he is all-around not a nice or sane guy despite giving off that totally inno uwu ball of cheer!! vibe.

Physical Attributes

He is exactly six feet tall when he isn’t wearing heeled shoes or boots and his body shape is lithe with flared hips.

The black spots on his hands are just that–spots. He has them on his feet, too, and in a couple of other places upon his body. If they appear on one side of something, they will appear on its other side as well.

The ‘scars’ on his face are similar - they are all birthmarks.

His face functions similar to Hexadecimal’s (ReBoot) - in order to change expressions there has to be a moment of obfuscation, be it looking away or waving a hand across it or any other sort. The dots of his eyes, however, move freely about.

His pupils are usually normal bog standard white dots unless he’s seriously pissed off and trying to kill someone for realsies. He will throw hands - he can summon as many as he wishes. He mainly uses them to assist in his lab work, but they’re just as easily used to rip some bitch apart.

Lewd Attributes

He has both sets of genitalia and neither are one-hundred percent humanlike.

His cock is a one foot long tentacle-like organ that tapers off to a soft point. As it’s more often than not hidden away in a slit, it’s always well-lubricated. Testes are internal.

His vaginal opening is housed in the same slit, just below the hole housing his phallus. It has markedly less structure to it than a human vagina.

All intimate “flesh” - inasmuch as a monster can have “flesh” - is a deep, dark purple, nearly indistinguishably black.

He has the ability to impregnate and conceive; however, he takes fertility suppressants. Anyone who messes with them runs the risk of getting dusted - unless, of course, it’s his boyfriend. But he’d rather the guy come talk to him if he wants children, y'know?

Despite everything, he is still a virgin.

Bunny is a complete and utter masochist. He will never tell his boyfriend this because he loves the guilty look on the guy’s face after a “session” (also see: after pushing the guy’s buttons ‘til he explodes) or an experiment wherein he basically forces his poor lover to hurt him “for Science.”

However, again, he will only accept such treatment from his boyfriend. Anyone else runs the extreme risk of attempted murder with themselves as the victim.

ALPHYS, PEN NAME 'SHEL'

The magibio limb of the Sci Lab Trio and its medical expert vying for the position of Royal Physician, Alphys – much to her chagrin – is the one that has to patch the two idiots up whenever they get scrappy or perform an experiment in such a way as to eschew every single rule of laboratory safety. Fortunately, she is very, very good at it.

She is, however, not above using her boss for her more experimental procedures and cures. As of yet she has not subjected him to her DT research, but it’s always tempting…

There was a time when she confused the hell out of her boss by signing some of her research papers (those relating to DT and the use of genetically altered fungi as limb replacements or whole bodies for ghost monsters) as Shel after reading some human book she found at the dump (“Frank and Stine” or something of the sort). The confusion has since been cleared up and she continues to do this as a means to differentiate between her research and collabs or things assigned for her to do a write-up on.

She has a side-gig creating sex toys out of the same genetically altered fungus that she uses in her research and experiments. Do you want a strap-on the magically interfaces with your body and lets you feel like you actually have a dick while you plow your lover into oblivion? She’s your gal. Want something made with a specific scent or “cum” (that regenerates over time if you stick it in a bowl and feed it a specialized formula) taste? You can probably find her phone number scribbled somewhere on the wall at the back of the bar. Ovipositor that creates its own harmless – and even edible – eggs? Hit up this pangolin pronto.

She doesn’t just do strap-ons. Dildos are fair game, too, obviously, with much the same options.

Funds go to funding her research… And wardrobe!

Her LV is unknown and she likes to keep it that way.

Post-Bunny and Surface Era info pending.

COMIC "FUSE" SANS SERIF

The hot-headed machinist of the Sci Lab Trio. Clocking in at exactly four feet even when he isn’t wearing his boots (they add a little less than an inch), this guy pretty much lives up to his pun of a pet name–even though he either has yet to realize it, or has already since vented his frustrations about it.

He has a terrible handle upon his temperament. Resorting to violence isn’t unheard of. He’s the scourge of unruly computational devices everywhere. Fortunately he knows how to fix most of the things his anger issues drive him to break.

For those he can’t fix, there’s always Alphys.

His LV is 8, though he doesn’t like admitting to it. Achieving that level of violence wasn’t on purpose. Some people just have a habit of not knowing when to shut up.

On Friday evenings he has a side-gig at BP’s Resort. His comedy routines are rife with gallows humor and generally dark jokes. With that said, however, he is a Sans at heart – he will not pass up on a terrible pun.

His other side-gig involves tuning up and otherwise improving upon other monster’s rides. What, you think there aren’t alternative means of transportation? The Underground cave systems are spacious enough for motorized bikes and those fancy doohickeys with the claws that scale the cave walls like spiders.

POST-BUNNY After the inevitable occurs, Chara jumps ship and offers Fuse the same deal they offered Bunny. He, of course, accepts, and proceeds to Reset to the point they last saved – except Bunny no longer exists so things are a little different. Rather than coming-to in the lab with his fist through one of the monitor screens he comes-to at one of the snowy region’s outposts. It’s about a year before Frisk falls. In the meantime, Fuse adjusts to sharing his existence with a playful human ghost (who has a lot of horrible stories about all the timelines where Bunny f***ed up) whilst also adjusting to all the changes that he’s unfamiliar with. His brother proves to be a positive influence on his temperament; unlike Bunny, who encouraged and enabled all of his negative traits, Papyrus, alias pending, encouraged and enabled the more positive ones. When Frisk does fall, they’re immediately hostile. However, they have to contend with a monster who isn’t going to put up with their bullshit as soon as they leave the Ruins, who can Reset and learn from past timelines. The problem, of course, is that Chara’s Save Point is about a year before Frisk falls. Every time Fuse Resets they have to wait another year-or-so before Frisk falls again. Fortunately they can also Remember whenever Frisk Resets. It’s still a big jumbled mess, compounded by the fact that each Reset brings a little piece of Bunny back extremely wrongly so even when Fuse sets them back a year, after some time, it offers little reprieve: his ex eventually pieces himself back together enough to “return” as a creepy abomination of his former self. Somehow, some way still left unfigured out, the Barrier is still eventually destroyed; Frisk, Chara, and Bunny all die (again) or get erased (again) in the process. SURFACE ERA Due to absolutely no legitimate businesses feeling up to hiring a guy who is actually qualified for several things but lacks “proper certification,” he ends up working at a chop-shop and rubbing elbows with the criminal underbelly of the city. He quickly becomes very good at carjacking. His brother doesn’t agree with his life choices, of course. On more than one occasion Paps ends up having to bail him out of jail. Fuse always makes sure to pay him back with interest, of course. Occasionally Fuse runs a stand selling rather obscene but also kind'a cute food creations at the behest of his brother who keeps trying to push him towards legal means of making money. Unfortunately he does not have a food handling license and humans are way too easily scandalized. He keeps in touch with Alphys–in this last timeline they were work colleagues. She often drags him out to classy and cute cafes when her fish woman’s too busy to go with her.

GASTER GLOVES

better design pending

'Gaster Gloves' edition #1 but I'll probably be too lazy to revise. They enhance the wielder's natural strength 10* exponentially. While they're also capable of firing beams from their mouths like Blasters, it's a less powerful auxiliary function that can also be used to maneuver -- think rocket jumping from TF2. It requires a surface and comes with the potential of causing damage to the user if the distance between user and surface is lacking.

Ｌｉｖｉｎｇ Ｄｏｌｌ subspecies info

Assumed in the past by Humans to be cursed or haunted objects, and otherwise assumed to be a type of Ghost Monster, "Living Dolls" are not at all undead and can be better likened to snails or molluscs. Their external body is not the true Monster, but a protective house that grows around them. As such, their "skin" is hard to the touch, and their natural DEF tends to be rather high.

Extracting the Monster from its shell is a surefire way to kill it, and it is very much a one-way process in that there is no way to put them back in in a way that will save them. They can survive for a time if the extraction process is not "too" physically traumatic, but becoming dust is inevitable.

Every "shell" is different. Some are more or less humanoid; some have and some lack detachable parts.

In Bunny's case, he lacks a "true" face. Each "face" is a magically created mask, of which he has many in reserve for a variety of expressions, but getting stuck on one that doesn't match the situation at all happens often. A moment of obfuscation is required to change expressions lest the nature of this physical quirk (and exploitable weak spot) become noticeable to anyone with keen observational skills.

It is possible to forcibly remove his "face," but it is highly inadvisable as it is a surefire way to make an enemy out of a mad scientist.

The black spots on his external shell are also weak points. They're places where his internal body isn't covered by the shell, and as such, they're soft to the touch.

ART DUMP

^ first time doodling these nerds

Playing around with Papyrus, who will probably be some sort of halloweenie raver.

First attempt at "Bunny but he came back wrong" -- when a bitch doesn't have enough data to put their face back on...

I don't have any good images of the current iteration (drippier, meltier) but I do have this - his presence comes parceled with noises that sound like the beginning of this song. Flashing image warning from the get-go.

[bluegarners]

What are some unhinged dick Grayson moments/traits? Canon or headcanon! I saw a post where it was like “everyone writing dick Grayson needs to understand that this bitch is a little crazy” and now I crave examples

hiya nonnny!

and omggggg yes dick grayson is a little bit insane and i love him for it

for one, he's a control freak. it's an obsession borne more out of necessity than some inherent character flaw, but it is a large factor in every decision he makes. there's a reason dick is the leader on almost every team he's on when batman isn't there. there's a reason he's got so many connections and is looked up to. there's a reason he's so competent and good at pretty much everything he puts his mind to. piggy-backing off a post i saw floating around (and probably the same one you saw, nonny), dick is in control almost all of the time because without control and an exact knowledge of capability, he is inviting incompetency and failure to his home. dick has learned that when he is not in control, when he cannot influence or help control things, situations go bad. he learned that when his parents fell and he wasn't prepared enough to stop it from happening. he's learned how hostage situations and dangerous scenarios where anyone with a gun or weapon is liable to go off in the blink of an eye if you cannot direct their emotions properly. he's learned how panic can spread like wildfire in a team of individuals without a leader to guide them. dick knows from scarred experience that control is an absolute necessity. he knows what he's capable of, what he can and cannot do, and substantiates and plans for it. when dick is in charge, he knows exactly how things are going to go and he likes that security

dick also carries guilt like it’s a competition. he’s got one of the biggest guilt complexes i’ve ever seen. he takes the blame for so many things, just willingly shouldering burdens left and right, and it all connects back to that control aspect of himself. when bad things happen, and he’s in control, it’s his fault because he wasn’t good enough to prevent it. when bad things happen, and he’s not in control, it’s his fault because he wasn’t good enough to handle it. we can take the example of jason, for instance. when jason died, dick was in space. he was far, far, far away from when it all went down and still, when he came back and found out about what happened, he blamed himself for jason’s death because he gave his blessing for jason to be robin. when bludhaven blew up (it’s blown up twice i think at this point but i am referring to the Grayson run), he took the blame for it and acted as if he were the one that blew the city up and murdered all of those civilians. he slept out on a fucking balcony, wounded and in the cold, and used newspapers as a blanket because he was too stubborn and riddled with guilt to seek outside help for what happened. dick is the personified “correlation=causation” bad statistic and he wears it like a medal on his chest. i will note, however, that this new issue has him doing a slight bit of self-reflection and not total mental break down blame, but there’s a very distinct pattern for him that shows how much he blames himself for bad things around him

and this last one kind of wraps around back to the control freak aspect of himself- dick is obsessed. from day one, he’s been obsessed. i like to think it’s just one of those things that comes from having severe trauma inflicted at such a young age, but i really don’t think that’s the case for him. you see, dick has been training since way before we, as a collective whole in the dc fandom, met him. he’s been training to do stunts and acrobatics that most olympians would hesitate at since before he was nine. and it’s not just, oh well it was his job- a tradition for his family to carry on through him. no. if a child does not want to do something, they cannot be forced to. but, dick is different in that aspect; he’s been dedicated since day one to accomplishing the same feats his adult parents are doing on the daily. in that way, he’s been preparing his whole life to perform on that stage and flip in front of crowds. that’s crazy. that’s literally insane to even think of a nine year old not only being dedicated enough to do that, but also to flawlessly succeed. and when those plans stopped, when he couldn’t obsess himself over that unique goal, he threw himself into yet another wildly unimaginable scenario that he wanted to succeed in. the hours needed to pursue that kind of strength, the sheer mental fortitude for a child to have in order to go through with being a vigilante, the first child vigilante ever (something that would pave the way for many others in the years to come) something that wasn’t being forced upon him and that he pursued with his own will, is bonkers. and that obsession, that drive, to go above and beyond every single expectation bleeds into every single one of his actions as a person and as a hero. dick grayson is obsessed with going above and beyond, and it’s not even an ego thing. it’s literally just who he is, who he’s been since day one

[josnhoes]

ohh what about something like yandere immortal volo finding reader again in the modern day after they go back to their time 👀

I love the concept of immortal Volo. Ngl I missed the yandere part at first and almost went ham writing a long pinning ficlet of Volo suffering. I'm very glad I waited until after I slept to start writing lol.

Content warning Yandere, Volo is rich due to money investments and scams (he does the latter for fun), abduction, stalking-ish, obsessive thoughts, desperation, hate to love, Volo pov, Volo has dilusions about reader being Arceus' child, worshipping reader, Volo murders a man with a gun

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Volo always viewed himself as a deep thinker, in this modern Era he spent most of his time thinking and planning for something he would never have. Originally he had craved God hood, but after experiencing immortality for all it was he no longer craved it. No he craved You. You who had hundreds of years ago seared yourself into his soul and defeated him; he'd hated you for much longer than he would like to admit. But over the years the truth had come to him, you weren't Arceus' chosen no you were their child, the true next God. Of course the pokemon God would send their own most beloved child to him to guide him, and he realized far too late. He'd let you slip through his fingers and he'd yet to find you again, he had no doubt though he'd find you soon.

The faith he'd find you eventually fueled him in actually carving a life for himself. When he found you he had to be ready to provide for you, to shower you in anything and everything you could ever want or need to show he was worthy of you. It wasn't hard really to become a faceless billionaire, he had the time and the smarts. The hard part had been securing a home worthy of you and creating a room you would like until the time came when you both would share a room. As humbled by time as he had been Volo knew no other was worthy to be at your side, his beloved divine deserved only the most loyal and loving consort. He dare not call himself your husband with out your permission, he had to earn that.

He made sure everything was perfect for you, and yet you still had yet to reveal yourself to him. Part of Volo nagged at him that you would be just like your parent in that way, he had squander his chance to have you with his blind need to carve a better, perfect world. But the blond did his best to ignore that. You'd show yourself eventually, be it as you were or reborn he'd find you.

Idly he'd flip through the TV channels looking for a hint of you. He didn't expected today to be any different but once again he was proven wrong. A news story from the unova region News with your face filled his screen and he turned it up. Apparently you had resurfaced along side Ingo reuniting the twins he'd accidently torn apart. You had been champion of Unova yet this information had managed to evade him. Your status and now fame would make the next parts hard, but he'd manage he always did.

He debated retrieving you himself, the hospital you were being kept in didn't have the best security. Volo could easily slip in as a guest and slip out with you in his arms. But the risk of him being tracked down and loosing you was not worth the instant gratification of holding you. He wanted you forever not briefly. So he hired a man skilled in this kind of work.

When the hitman threw you at his feet Volo felt rage bubble inside him but kept his well practiced smile on. "A little rough with my guest aren't you?"

The hitman huffed as he glared down at you on the floor squirming, "They got bite, I better be getting double our original price for this shit."

Volo was pleased to see recognition in your eyes as you noticed him, "Volo?" You asked unsure and confused, your voice music to his very core.

"Yes my love? It's been so long hasn't it? I-"

He was cut off by the thug again, "Runion later payment now or I might slip the champion's location."

Rage flared even hotter in Volo, who was this idiot to threaten him and his divine, threaten their future and safety?! Before the hyped up henchman could do anything Volo moved; a gun swiftly pulled from a hidden holster and a bang rang out.

The aftermath was instant you were screaming in terror as the other man collapsed dead in an instant. He wasn't surprised sadly, you despite all your power always sought to protect life not end it; but he'd learned long ago sometimes death was necessary to ensure your goals.

He shushed you cupping your face in his hands, "Shhhh my angel it's okay. You're safe now I promise."

You never had a chance to fight back as he took you to your new room. The entire time Volo was telling you all his plans, how hard he worked to make this island perfect for you, and how with a spine chilling certainty you were never leaving him again.

[ryoryeonggu]

This post probably makes no sense and no one cares about it, but I'll do it anyway.

For a while, I've been OBSESSED with both MDZS/The Untamed and The Marauders. So naturally, I'd love to imagine what if MDSZ characters were adapted in The Marauders universe (but not all the characters would stay the same who they were in the book/series because I believe people would change if their lives were different).

Wei Wuxian as James Potter. It's obvious. They are both like the sun and the whole universe centers around them. They are both so brave, caring, loyal to their friends/family and have a strong belief in justice, what's right and wrong. Freaking golden retrievers. King of simping and obviousness. Dumbasses. Absolutely chaotic and mischief. Protective. Died young. The way WWX bullied JZX reminded me so much of James bullied the hell out of Snape because "I'm sooooo done with your nose-high attitude" and "you don't deserve the girl I care about" (Jiang Yanli / Lily).

Jin Guangyao as Sirius Black. This is odd, because their personality seems completely opposite, but hear me out. The entire tragedy of their lives was about their abusive messed up family, the toxic upbringing and discovering who they wanted to be. While Sirius despised his family with every inch in his body and rebelled against them, JGY desperately craved for his family's approval and recognition that caused him to make mistakes after mistakes and turned him into a horrible person. But despite how hard they try to prove, the world would always judge and easily having prejudice against them for where they came from - Sirius for being a Black and JGY for being a prostitute's son. But what's missing here, JGY never had a "James", never had a soulmate who truly saw him, believed in him and caught him when he fell. So what if he did? I can totally picture him fitting the rebellious vibes of Wei Wuxian, along with being a petty dramatic bitch and still thoughtful and gentle (while totally being capable of murdering people who annoy him). And most importantly, SHORT lol. Big QUEER/GAY energy. His charm and his beauty are his two biggest qualities. Having so much potential and could do impossible things if the world let them shine.

Xue Yang as Remus Lupin. Another interesting contrary but completely fitting in. As people have different ideas about the person Remus was when he was young, but in my head Remus would totally be the person XY grows into if he'd had a little support system and wasn't thrown into the street when he was a child. Meanwhile, the pure animal-instinct cruelty of Xue Yang reminded me of Remus's wolf side, how Remus would've ended up if he’d unleashed his "madness within". Casting it aside, despite his murderous tendency, you couldn't deny that XY is the most interesting character in MDZS, as well as Remus is. Remus is adored by most people in the fandom, while XY, as much as a lot of people hated him and wanted him dead, they could help but feeling intrigued by him. They just had that charm. Moreover, they also had a lot similarities: sarcastic, smartass genius, wearing their own insecurities and flaws as an armor, highly intolerance of pain and having a lot of scars, stubborn af, craving for sweets and could only open himself and be devoted to specific people he cared about/cared about/being nice to him.

(And JGY is the only person in the world who XY never hurt even after JGY tried to kill him and left him for dead, they are the only person who could see and truly accept one another - I ship both Wolfstar and XueYao btw)

Nie Huaisang as Peter Pettigrew. It's obvious as well, they both screamed the "I looked like a fool but actually could stab you in the back and ended your whole career" energy. Coward energy. Underestimated and left out. Basically the whole dynamic between JGY-NHS and Sirius-Peter was mostly a pattern: Best friends once, then going down to betray and kill each other's family (James and NMJ). Besides, James-Peter and WWX-NHS were once the partners-in-crime duos before the war came and ruined them.