#I'm not gonna forget what you take away from me Mindy

[furoruisa]

He was so happy

She was so happy

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

hey can you do prompt 22 for chad please? hope ur okay!🤍

‘’What are you doing?’’ ‘’Drawing stars around your scars.’’

I'm so happy someone picked one of my favorite lines from the list <3 Do you get the reference?

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You were sitting on Chad’s bed in your night clothes, waiting for your boyfriend to join you and watch a movie on his laptop. The end of semester rush was approaching and you wanted to spend as much time together before the beginning of the madness, hence why you were sleeping at his dorm tonight.

It was only your third time sleeping over, but your and Chad's relationship was fairly new. At least officially. You and him had been dancing around each other, flirting and sharing kisses at parties for months.

Although your feelings for each other were obvious, Chad was hesitant to take the relationship to the next level. He would constantly push you away when things would get too personal. Initially, you thought it was a commitment issue, but as you got to know him more, you came to the conclusion that maybe something had happened in his past and made him untrusty of people and reluctant to let anyone close.

Lucky for him, you were patient. And very much into him.

‘’You have practice early tomorrow morning. Are you sure this is okay?’’

Chad laughed fondly, moving around in the dorm. ‘’It’s only 8pm. We’re nowhere near my bedtime.’’

You played with the corner of his fuzzy blanket, not letting go. ‘’I just don’t want to disturb your routine by keeping you awake for longer than you should. I’d feel so bad if you were tired tomorrow because of me.’’

Shaking his head, Chad walked over to you, dropping a kiss to your lips. ‘’There’s two hours before I need to go to bed. That’s plenty of time.’’ He went over to the nightstand and plugged his phone. ‘’Besides, I’m probably gonna fall asleep during the movie,’’ he confessed, feeling the weight of his day.

Then, he fell on the twin-sized bed beside you without a care, causing the bedframe and mattress to squeak under his weight. College furnitures are not the strongest.

‘’What movie did you pick?’’ Chad reached for the laptop, the movement causing his shorts to ride up his thigh, exposing a part of his past.

‘’What’s that?’’ you asked with furrowed eyebrows, seeing a pinkish scar on the inside of his right thigh.

You weren’t particularly looking there. It just caught your eye.

The light mood shifted as Chad tensed, visibly uncomfortable at the mention of his scar. He quickly pulled the covers over his legs, hiding them from your view.

‘’I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked,’’ you apologized, genuinely feeling bad for bringing it up.

You should have known not to ask about the scar. People rarely want to talk about them as they are most of the time related to something you would like to forget.

Before the Woodsboro attacks, Chad was confident about his body. He liked to show off his toned chest and strong biceps on every given occasion. But now that seven scars decorated it, he preferred to cover it — either with a shirt or makeup he had stolen from Mindy.

He was tempted to lie and say he got it when he was little, but the truth was too big and important to be covered by a fake childhood story.

Chad drew a breath, about to reveal something that would stun you. ‘’Have you heard of the masked killer murders last year in Woodsboro?’’

You nodded, having seen some articles online about it.

‘’I…I was one of the victims. The doctors said it was a miracle I survived my injuries.’’

‘’Injuries? As in plural?’’

He nodded in turn. ‘’There's more on my stomach.''

You furrowed your eyebrows, not remembering seeing any scars there.

Chad read your expression and reached for the back of his collar to pull his shirt off.

Your eyes fell to his collarbones and pecs, then his stomach, which was indeed mauled with six pinkish scars. They were healed, but the raised texture indicated that they weren't that old. You gently brushed your finger over the lines.

‘’Do they still hurt?’’ you asked, flicking your gaze up.

Much to Chad’s relief, there was zero ounce of pity in them.

‘’No. But sometimes I have dreams about that night and I can feel the knife stabbing me…’’

The dark confession made your heart ache.

You got up and went to your backpack where all your overnight stuff was, leaving a confused Chad behind. You grabbed an eyeliner pencil from your makeup bag and returned to the bed.

‘’Lay down.’’

Chad’s frown deepened, but he did as told. ‘’What are you doing?’’

You brought the pencil to his dark skin and began doodling. ‘’Drawing stars around your scars.’’

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[sssigil]

Ultraviolence

summary: In which you're in your head to much about this relationship with Ethan but he brings you back to reality and makes you realize your nothing but perfect for him and only him.

(as requested)

warnings: fluff fluff fluff so much fluff, Angst, you're really hard yourself, but you guys are so gushy and so in love, Ethan makes you feel better, use of marijuana, use of alcohol, that's it.

You were never the first choice in anything or for anyone. You never liked being an extrovert, if no one ever spoke to you well then you never spoke at all. You loath that about yourself, it was one of your many flaws and you hated it.

Growing up yes you did have many friends, but entering middle school and high school well those "friends" just faded away. Apart from having zero friends, no one ever asked you out on a date. You'd say "well that's stupid who cares if they even liked you romantically" well yea but you know it hurts, it kinda makes you think you aren't worthy for that sorts of stuff. No one ever gave you the option so why pursue it you know.

So when you finally made it to your first year of NYU dating was the last thing you wanted to do. No way were you gonna waste time on some guy or girl who would probably just end up leaving you for someone ten times better. Yea fuck that... but, but you met Tara and through Tara you also met her sister Sam, Chad and Mindy, the core four. That's what they called themselves, it's kinda cute you know, their friendship seemed so pure and warm it made you envious to what they had. But they welcomed you, they introduced you into the friendship and it brought some joy back into your life. You finally felt welcome into a group of people who did not judge or pressure you, you felt safe and sound with them.

Having met them well you met two others. Anika, she was the most charismatic and cutest girl you had ever met. She always made you feel at peace, you appreciated that, you appreciated her. She knows you do, you guys have a connection, not as strong as her and her girlfriend Mindy but something like it.

Ethan was the other person. He's Chads roommate it only made sense why he was in this friend group. Ethan was sweet, he's sweetest boy you've ever met. He is tall, muscular, has the prettiest soft curls and the biggest doe eyes. His voice is soft and soothing always speaking in a soft tone for everyone. Mainly for you but you never noticed, everyone around you did though.

He made you feel the things you know, the butterflies, you HATED it but you also secretly loved it. Every time he spoke to you looking down at you asking if you needed help carrying your books, your bag, your drink EVEN YOUR PHONE, it made you turn a shade of red always telling him "I'm fine, thanks Ethan" smiling up at him almost giggling. I mean no one had given you this kind of attention growing up, no one looked at you the way Ethan did. So you never worked towards that type of relationship with him, but he did.

When he finally got the courage to ask you in front of your guys friend group, you kinda hesitated which made him worry. Did you not feel that way? Did he take your signs wrong? Did he just ruin this connection you both had? A bunch of questions spiraled in his head and the same thing was happening in yours.

What if this is some kind of sick joke. No ones ever felt this way about you. Why would he? He's the perfect, kind and sweet boy who can get with anyone in this city. Why you. Why would he want to get with someone like me. You kept degrading yourself, you felt yourself shake your head lightly, not even looking at him anymore. You were looking at the concrete below you, looking at the little pebbles of tiny rocks that manage to sink into it. You wished you could sink into it. Then you heard your name being called by him, his hands lifting up from his sides, he was holding your face. He was making you come back to reality, he was making you forget these dreadful thoughts.

"You okay? I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable" he spoke softly. Searching your eyes for any sign of rejection and denial and he did see something but he could see that your eyes had softened once you made contact with his brown ones. "Yes" you said smiling and it made him smile. "Yes Ethan i'll be your girlfriend" and he couldn't help himself, he picked you up by the waist, strong arms enveloping around you lifting you off the ground. You squeaked at his actions not really expecting this but still enjoying it. He was one of the best things to happen in your life, but you still had insecurities he doesn't have to know that and you didn't want to worry about it. So you went on with your life with him.

It had been a two months since that happened, you felt at peace with him. Life had never felt so good, you are happy very very happy and so was Ethan. He loved being with you, he loving touching you, he loved being close to you, he loved everything about you. Of course you haven't said it, mainly because it's too early in the relationship you know the L word but he knew he felt it with you.

Now you guys are heading to that halloween frat party with your friend group. You guys were hand in hand giggling and smiling at each other like the lovesick couple you are admiring the costumes you had chosen. You both decided to dress up for this party since everyone else around you was. You and Ethan were going as Padmé Amidala and Anakin Skywalker, I know so corny but come on there love was so beautiful and innocent and strong! It reminded you both of the love you two have, aside for the dying at childbirth and Anakin becoming a Sith Lord, killing younglings and planing to take over the whole galaxy. THEY DESERVED A BETTER ENDING. Aside from that your costumes fit so well with you both and you had gotten so many complements so its a win.

"you guys are so cute its making me gag" Anika spoke jokingly from in front making very loud gagging noises. "true! but not as cute as us babe" Mindy spoke kissing Anika on her cheek, both turning there attention back to Tara and Chad.

"okay but who would have thought going as padmé and ani would gonna get us this much attention" you spoke to your boyfriend excitedly, "come on baby we look good, look at us no LOOK AT YOU! if that blaster was real I'd let you shoot me" he spoke in a serious but joking tone at the end "Ethan?!! I would never shoot you" you spoke in a mad but also joking tone "but cheat on me and see what happens" you spoke "bunny? I would never do that to you. I'd rather feel your wrath then cause such pain to you" he spoke serious now. "m' sorry didn't mean it" now feeling bad at what you had just said to him, you never wanted to hurt him, ever.

After a couple seconds of silence the conversation went back to its happy and sweet tone. Just you two gushing and babbling the cheesiest things ever. And finally you guys were at the party, not your type of scene but since you boyfriend was there it really didn't matter.

You both had slithered you way to the drinks, beer for you and coke for Ethan of course. You made your way to the couches Ethan sitting first and you placing yourself on his lap, back against his but moving yourself to face him a little. "Want some of my beer? promise it won't taste bad" you tell him shaking the red cup in front of him. "No thanks babe coke is pretty yummy for me" he spoke taking a sip of his coke humming happily. "Don't drink too much princess, don't want that pretty little head of yours hurting tomorrow" Ethan said placing his coke on your lap and using that hand to rub the side of your thigh soothingly "No promises" you giggled loudly scrunching your nose at him

"hello my favorite love birds, how are we doing" Mindy exclaimed now sitting to the left of you and Ethan, Anika following behind plopping beside Mindy smiling at both of you. "We're okay" you said dragging the 'y' "wait you have week right?!" you questioned Mindy excitedly "Yes I do" she said pulling the rolled joint from her pocket and asking Anika to light it for her as she placed it in between her lips, inhaling the smoke and finally letting it leave her throat. "fuck that's good" Mindy sighs happily "My turn my turn" you said repeating her actions but inhaling a little longer than her.

"Hey bunny be careful don't choke" your boyfriend said, you turn to look at him motioning him to slightly open his mouth for you, blowing the smoke into his mouth while keeping eye contact with him. "You know I don't" you whisper seductively at him making him almost choke on the smoke that was now in his mouth. You both laugh at that comment making sure to not drop the joint that was in between your index and middle finger.

You take more hits making sure to pass it to Mindy and Anika making sure you don't finish it all by yourself. See as much as you loved being in this state of euphoria you also hated it. You felt everything ten times more. You were now sitting beside Mindy, Ethan had gone to get another coke while you and your two friends finished the smoke sesh. Your eyes had been scanning the living room trying to look for your boyfriend, you just couldn't find him and it had been while since he had left. So you got up, making sure to tell Mindy but she wasn't really paying attention, she was too busy making out with Anika.

"ETHAN" you called out through the loud music blasting in your ears. Head turning left and right, eyes scanning every room you stumble yourself through. You finally find him, he was at the kitchen laughing, god he looked so cute laughing. His eyes were slightly closed, his nose was scrunched up, his shoulder shook lightly and his hair curls bounced lightly. You stood there admiring him but then you noticed, he was laughing with a girl. A very pretty girl in a robe, a gryffindor robe, she had the Harry Potter glasses and the lighting bolt was placed on the right side of her forehead. She was effortlessly pretty.

She looked pretty beside your boyfriend, they looked like an actual couple, they looked like they made sense, this hurt you. You just stood there, watching as she made your boyfriend laugh. She reached her hand out to point out how he was dressed as Anakin, caressing the material of the robe that laid on his biceps complementing him, she was flirting. Ethan just laughed thanking her and also complementing her Harry Potter costume. It made your mind spiral to those thoughts you had when he had first asked you to be his girlfriend.

Here you were, standing by the door of the room he was in, tears filling your eyes as your tried to blink them away. Breath hitching as more and more of these negative thoughts started to get to you. Walking out the room passing Mindy and Anika who were shocked and confused on why you walked out the house with tears in your eyes.

"Hey, hey, what happened? what's wrong?'' you could hear the worry in Anika's voice as she asked you. "Where's Ethan?" Mindy asked looking around trying to find him then looked back at you, you now sat on the cold concrete admiring it just like you had done before. "It's okay. Im just over exaggerating. I'm okay I swear, please go back inside and enjoy the party" you said to them wiping the tears the had flown down your soft cheeks, trying to smile for them to encourage them inside the house. You just wanted to be alone.

They insisted on staying but they could tell you wanted to be alone, they respected that but still worried for you, so they went looking for Ethan. When they finally found him he had such a panic look on his face. He couldn't find you anywhere and he didn't like that, he needed to see you, he needed to be with you. "Hey guys where's is she?" He said your name looking behind Mindy and Anika thinking he'd find you trailing behind them. "She's outside at the front, please go talk to her, somethings wrong, we worry for her" your friends obligated him.

And he did just that. He ran out the house, he never wanted to see you the way he did. You sat on the ground head pointed towards the ground, tears now leaving your eyes in water falls. Eyes red and so was your cheeks but not because of the weed but because on how much you had been crying, he hated seeing you like this.

"Hey angel face what's wrong" he cooed at you reaching out to hold your face but you flinched from his touch and that struck pain into his chest. "Speak to me baby" he encouraged you trying to coax anything from you to know why you are feeling this way. "why do you want to be with me?" you questioned him looking into his eyes trying to search for a answer.

"Because I only want to be with you, I need you in order to feel as if I finally have something good in my life. You are the most beautiful being to exist in this whole entire galaxy. I would be nothing with out you" he spoke in the warmest and sincerest voice, he was crouched down in front of you forehead almost touching yours. You looked at his big brown eyes thinking you'd only see how he was speaking lies but you only saw comfort in them. "You saw me with that girl didn't you?" now realizing why you felt this way. You nod your head looking back down to the ground.

"Oh baby" now leaving small kisses on your lips tasting the salty tears that ran down your lips "Yea I didn't notice how she was flirting with me baby I'm sorry, I thought she was being nice but once I noticed her intentions I told her I already had my beautiful amazing girlfriend" smiling at you still leaving soft wet kisses on your cheeks. "really?" you spoke softly looking at him again tilting your head really enjoying the kisses he was leaving on your face. "Yes angel face, its always you"

"its just" you spoke but you didn't finish the sentence "I know baby, we all feel insecure, but never can ever replace you. I love you" Ethan said not realizing his last words "You. You love me?" you said surprised at his words but also felt the heat in your face rise "I do angel face, I Love You" he exclaimed loudly picking you up once again just like that very first time. "I love you too Ethan, more than anyone in this galaxy" you giggled, tears no longer dripping from your eyes.

You kissed him as if it was the last kiss you both were gonna share. It was soft and slow, you took in each others taste and you loved every second go it. You let go of his lips finally trying to catch your breath from all the kissing. Feet now planted to the ground. "you know we both really took in that role of ani and padme" you said giggling making Ethan laugh with you. "I mean I would destroy the whole galaxy in order to save you"your boyfriend said proudly making you giggle louder.

"you're so pretty" you told Ethan running your fingers through his soft brown curls, it made him blush at your words "you're really pretty too bunny, the prettiest" kissing you once again.

"lets go back to my dorm angel" Ethan spoke wiggling his eye brows implying what he wanted to do "ETHAN! don't say that out loud" you yelled his name hitting his chest playfully. "Okay lets go" you said running away from him and towards his dorms, he chased you not so far behind.

You guys are so in love and nothing could ever change that.

[vioartemis]

I'll die with you (part 5)

(Tara Carpenter x fem! reader)

Summary: Your mom being attacked and stabbed to death makes memories come back of important moments in your life, whether they're good or bad. Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 Warnings: flashbacks all the way, blood, death of character (Dewey), angst (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

Summer holidays. You were 7. You met Tara a few months before, and you were already the best of friends. You invited her to spend the day at your house for once, as you were always at hers.

Your parents were happy to see you had a friend like her. They knew they weren't so present for you with their respective jobs, and knowing you had someone to spend time with was a relief to them.

You spent the afternoon playing with Tara in the garden, before your mom called you both back in when it started to get darker outside. You then helped her baking cookies with Tara and Dewey's help.

Well Tara and you didn't really help, too busy eating the chocolate chips before they had a chance to touch the cookie dough. Of course, your parents noticed, and it turned out in a food battle, and you ended up in the shower trying to take the floor out of your hair.

You would always remember that day as one of the only moments the four of you spent together.

2011, a new massacre occurred at Woodsboro. As soon as they heard, your parents called Sam and asked her if she could babysit you while they took care of it.

That's when you met Wes, Mindy and Chad, totally oblivious to the fact your parents were fighting for their lives when you played with your friends.

You quickly got close to the three kids, becoming friends with them. But it was not like it was with Tara. It never had been the same with her and your other friends from school.

Eventually, you ended up get even more close to her that day, after your parents called Sam to tell her Gale was at the hospital. You overheard the conversation and got scared for your mom.

Tara was here to comfort you and hold you tight. You didn't sleep this night, thinking you lost your mom.

4 years later, you were with her on her bed. This time you were the one to hold her and comfort her after her sister left without any warning or explanation. She was holding onto you for dear life, sobbing desperately against your neck.

You stayed with her in this position until she back away slightly, eyes red and still filled with tears.

"Thank you for being here..."

"Don't thank me, it's normal" you took her hand and squeezed it gently

Her gaze met yours, and for a second you got lost in her brown eyes. Those same eyes that made you forget everything that was around you, suppressing all your thoughts in the process.

You knew it wasn't the best moment, maybe even the worst, but you couldn't help yourself and confessed your feelings for her.

It had been a year since you understood why she was so special to you. Since you understood you were in love with her. You never had the courage to tell her before, the words couldn't come out properly whenever you tried because of how scared you were.

Scared to lose her if she didn't share your feelings.

But the way she was looking at you now, her dark brown eyes shining in the darkness of the room, pupils dilated... She was giving you the look you had for her.

Your words made her crack a little smile, and she told you she loved you too. But it was quickly replaced by a new wave of tears as the thought of her sister not being here to know the good news.

"H-hey... you're gonna be okay... I'll do anything to make sure of that... I promise..." you whispered

She looked at you with tears in her eyes, and hesitantly pressed her lips to yours in a quick and timid kiss. It felt good, helped her feel a little better.

Now she knew she would have you by her side. She had a crush on you for years, and that kiss, as quick as it was, only confirmed what she thought. She was convinced you were soulmates, a thought that you shared.

Your father's house, a year and a half later. You just told him Tara and you were together. You hesitated a long time, not sure if it would be good for him.

Your parents broke up the year prior and weren't talking anymore, so you weren't sure telling him you were in a happy relationship was the best thing to do.

You stayed in Woodsboro with him, not wanting to leave Tara to go to New York. You had all your life in this city, and you mom understood that. You would go visit her on holidays, or when she had a week off. She tried to take breaks more often, so you stay in touch.

But your dad found out eventually, and you told him everything.

"Hey, you shouldn't have been scared to tell me, it's my job to protect you not the opposite" he smiled and hugged you "I'm happy for you kiddo, she's a good kid, you make a great couple. To be completely honest, we always thought she was your perfect match"

It was a relief that he didn't take it the wrong way, but you could still feel he was hurt in the way he said 'we', talking about him and your mom. You hugged him back, telling him you were here too if he needed something.

"Does your mom know? For Tara and you?" he finally asked after a moment

"Not yet, I was going to call her. Do you want me to tell her something for you...?"

"I... No, it's okay"

You could see he was hesitating before answering but didn't insist. Maybe you should have. Maybe it would've made things better between them.

You called your mom on facetime and told her everything too. You learnt to be quick with her, as she had little time for her in the day, always busy with work.

Like your dad, she was very happy for you.

"You make a good pair, we always agreed on it. It's good you found someone in these... well in these tensed times. And remember, if she ever hurts you, you call me and-"

"Mom, she's not going to hurt me. And even if she does, you're not going to do anything, okay?" you sighed with a smile

"I'll try to hold back" she smiled back before looking behind her "I'm sorry sweetie I have to go, I'll text you later if you want to talk more about your girlfriend"

"Okay, we'll see" you paused, and before she hung up "Dad misses you"

"... I miss him too. But... we don't have the same way of living. We tried and... well you know how it ended..."

You nodded sadly and hung up. You knew it wasn't simple for either of them, but you couldn't help but feel like they didn't really try. Maybe it was just because you wanted to have both your parents with you at all times...

But you could see them both or call them when you wanted, so it was still something.

2022, another creep dressed in a Ghostface costume started attacking people, starting with your girlfriend. You called your parents as soon as you heard. Your dad was the only one who could help, and you wanted your mom to learn it by you instead of her manager or anyone else.

You told her not to come, but you doubted she listened to you.

You were at the hospital, keeping your girlfriend company after she was attacked. She needed comfort, and you were here to give it to her as much as you could.

You had slid in her bed next to her and held her close, careful not to hurt her. Her left hand was resting on your thigh, one of the only thing she could do with it without getting hurt, and her head rested on your shoulder.

You had an arm wrapped around her waist, kissing her hair every now and then to show her how much you loved her and how much you cared.

You were watching tv, when a noise draws your attention outside of Tara's room.

"Don't move, I'm going to check"

You kissed her before getting up slowly. You wouldn't admit it in front of your girlfriend, but a part of you was scared it could be Ghostface. You walked silently in the corridor, looking around for any sign of another presence.

And what sign you found. The officer who was supposed to protect Tara was lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. You gaged at the sight, the urge to throw up washing over you.

You never saw a corpse before, and you wished you never had. A hand on your mouth, reluctantly, you moved his arm slightly to take his gun from his belt. But it was not there.

You panicked and ran into Tara's room, tears in your eyes.

"Baby what's going on-" she whispered

"Tara, we need to go. T-the officer... he- he's dead... fuck I think it's Ghostface..."

You didn't say anything about the gun, not wanting to make her panic more. You helped her out of her bed and in her wheelchair before quickly starting to walk to the elevator.

You didn't even had time to take three steps forward that you heard the stairwell's door opening.

"Shit shit shit..."

You quickly hid in another room, taking out your phone with shaky hands to dial your father's number. The police would never be here in time. But he would.

You but your lip, bouncing your leg, as you waited anxiously for him to answer your call. You finally heard his voice. He seemed worried. Maybe he knew you were in trouble.

You hoped he did, because you didn't get the time to say anything.

Someone opened the door of the room you were in, and, scared it could be Ghostface, you punched him in the face, hard, phone still in hand.

"What the fuck-"

"Richie...?"

You stopped, arm in the air, ready to strike again. Your hand hurt, and taking a look at it, you noticed your phone screen broke, leaving pieces of glass in your hand. But that was not important right now.

"What are you doing here?"

"Sam called me- she said you might need help here-"

He got cut off by Ghostface arrival behind him. Tara screamed, and so did you. He turned around, but the killer was quicker and knocked him out.

When he tried to stab Tara, you threw whatever object you found in the room at him before grabbing your girlfriend's wheelchair's handles and started running away.

But once again, the killer was quick. He stabbed you in your back, making you scream in pain. You let go of Tara, pushing her forward so she could reach the elevator in time.

Ghostface pulled his knife out of your back and pushed you to the ground with force. He grabbed your hair and pulled on it, leaning in to say in your ear;

"You didn't think you could protect her, did you?"

He then smashed your head against the floor, hard enough to stunned you for a moment. You couldn't move, and it drove you crazy. You could see him walk toward the brunette. You knew he was going to hurt her. And yet you couldn't do anything.

You were so scared to lose her... you didn't know what you would do without her.

Fortunately, Sam, on the phone with Ghostface, appeared in the elevator, with none other than your dad, gun in hand. He fired 3 times, making Ghostface back away from Tara.

Behind you, Richie got up slowly, not completely sure of what was happening. Sam helped Tara get in the elevator while your dad helped you up.

"Are you okay?"

"Y-yeah I think..."

He wrapped a comforting arm around your shoulders and led you to the elevator, when Ghostface attacked him. You screamed, and tried to help, slamming a vase on his head, before Dewey shot him three times in the chest.

He then proceeded to go in the elevator with Sam, Tara and you.

"The head." he suddenly said

"What?"

"You need to shoot them in the head, or they always come back"

"Who cares about that?!"

"I do"

He gave you a apologetic smile before stepping back out in the corridor.

"Dad no-"

You tried to follow him, but the doors were already closing. You hit the button to open it again, but it was too late. The elevator was already going down.

You had a bad feeling. Ever since you found that officer's body you knew something was going to go wrong.

And boy, you couldn't be more right.

They didn't let you go back there, no matter what you said. 'Too dangerous' they said. 'Not safe' they said. As if you didn't know that. But you didn't care. Your dad was up there with a killer, you had to help him.

When the squad came back down, you knew. You knew at their faces. But you refused to believe it.

When they brought his body in a bag, you still couldn't process. You watched as they took him outside, out of view, tears forming in your eyes, blurring your vision.

You broke down, sobbing uncontrollably in the hospital bed they forced you to stay in.

When your mom came in your room a few minutes later, your eyes were all red and puffy. Maybe her coming despite your warning wasn't so bad after all... You didn't know how you could have told her he was dead.

She took you in her arms and you hugged her tight, clinging to the only parent you had left as if she was going to disappear too. You couldn't handle losing her too.

And yet you would have to, because she was indeed dying before your eyes.

Both your parents had been taken away from you by Ghostface. Last time you hadn't done anything. But this time... it would be different.

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(Everyone corners Dot)



Dot: Look, everybody. I know i've been too depressed lately and i'm sorry, i am! But, don't blame me! Blame the sad charm!



Nora: You heard the girl. Destroy that charm!



Billie: But, do you destroy a charm?



Cora: Duh, you step on it!



(Dot screams as she jumps on a trash can)



Dot: What do i do? What do i do? (she sees a way out)



(Dot gets in the crash can and chargers through, she gets out and sees Katie Kaboom and Tinker)



Katie Kaboom: You helped my brother overcome his fear of lizards! And look at him, so happy



(Julia grabs the charm and throws it on the ground)



Julia: This will only take a bit



(Dot grabs the charm and runs off)



Zubi: Dot, in here!



(Dot rushes in the building Zubi was in)



Dot: Oh, Zubi, i can't thank you enough! It is super scary out there



(Zubi closes the window)



Dot: Z-Zubi? What are you doing?



Zubi: Sorry, D, i want you to be happy. I miss my old happy friend. She's in here, guys!



Dot: (sighs) Na wewe, Zubi?



(The others get in the building and Dot hold a beaker full of gas)



Nora: Don't do it, Dot!



Dot: (looks at camera) Uh, yeah. I'm gonna do it (drops beaker)



(The room is completely full of gas)



Dot: Oh, hey, kids, don't worry. That green gas is non toxic. And mainly sourced fromm gas farms



(Dot gets outside and rushes towards the main building)



(Dot runs upstairs and standings outside a window)



Dot: Wakko said something bad is gonna happen



Nora: (over megaphone) Give up, Dot Warner!



(Dot looks down and sees Mindy)



Mindy: Oh, hi, Puppy Dog Lady! Sorry i'm late for the chase! (rushes in to join the chase)



Nora: (over megaphone) Surrender that charm, and we'll forget this whole disaster!



(Wakko walks through the crowd)



Wakko: Hey, move aside. Make way, block heads. Second Warner Brother coming through (pops his through a window) Get away from my sister!



Dot: Wakko?



Nora: Why, it's Wakko Warner. The most hungry toon in the toon universe!



Wakko: (grabs megaphone, over it) Look at all of you. You've all turned into savages. And over what? A sad charm? Dot has always been there for us and helped us and she doesn't deserve to be depressed (he grabs Dot by the hand) and futhermore, if anyone gonna destroy this cute toon's charm, it's me!





(Wakko grabs the charm throws it on the floor and steps on it)



Dot: Nothing bad happened?



Wakko: I was just kidding



Nora: Okay, everyone, lets go home!



(Everyone goes home)

096-shy girl: It was unexpected.

[pyropsychiccollector]

Erza: You must have trained hard, Natsu. To take down one of the Eighteen Gods like that. :3

Natsu: Haah? Oh yeah, I trained alright~ ... Though the fighting techniques were only a side training kind of thing. Sensei said there was more important stuff to train.

Erza: I beg your pardon? >____________________>

Jiraiya: Ehhh... I have all your lovely names written down in my notes. Fear not. *mutters* Had to in order to change the names up a little in the Icha Icha series...

Erza: ... Natsu. >__________>

Cana: I'm up for another round of Drunk Dragon~

Erza: *stomps over and manhandles him by the scarf* All of you harlots... molesting him... He is MY responsibility now... *drags him away*

Natsu: Don't think you're not gonna get punished for this. I learned a thing or two about "Punishment". :P

Erza: *face is tomato red*

Jiraiya: *weeping manly tears* Truly, this will be a battle for the ages! Truly, she is the most stacked redhead in the land! No one could rival her!

~*~

*in Alvarez*

Irene: ... I have this sudden urge to squish a toad... and put a dragon in his place...

[everythinghskin-blog]

Hhey sorry for sending in so many asks I'm sorta worried Abt being pushy but I really need help I just had, I'm not sure if it was a memory or a dream-afterimage but I woke up and I was half-asleep and I had a areally strong memory of one of my less-prominent abusers repeatedly using mindy powers on me in order to rape me and IDK if it was just bc I was traveling and that's stressful but I think it was real and I knew she did that shit but I hadn't ever remembered it that clear help -clownfish

Hey, it’s okay! You’re not being pushy, don’t worry. 

I guess the first thing to figure out if it really was a dream after image or a memory. Depending on which it is, you’ll have to try and deal with it differently. So take a step away and look at it as logically as you can, try to put it into the context of your canon. If you can think on it hard and say to yourself “and now I’m going to change it”, and it does, it’s an after image. If you think on it hard, and it fits, it fills in blanks and it doesn’t change no matter how much you think on it, it’s a memory. Take your time trying to figure it out. If you immediately assume it’s a memory when it’s not, and panic your mind with it, it’ll be a lot harder for you to figure out what’s really going on. So let yourself calm down before you do this, okay? Only try and think on it properly when you feel safe and calm. Especially if you think it might have been brought on due to stress.

If it’s an after image, then the simple thing to do is try to forget it. In this case, it’d just be your mind trying to fill in the bad blanks of your canon - you said you know she did these things to you, right? It’s possible your brain is going “okay, so what could have happened?” and trying to process it in your sleep - so you can easily dispel them by just ignoring it and moving on. Try to talk to someone about it, if you need to, or do something physical that can help reinforce in your mind that you’re destroying the thought (like writing it down and burning the paper you write it on). Accept that it’s a thing that happened, but ultimately, tell yourself you’re moving on from it. If the thought tries to come back, talk to someone about it, ask for distractions (like watching videos that demand all of your attention, or playing games), and try as best you can to avoid anything that could trigger the dream occurring again until you feel confident that it won’t affect you. 

If it’s a memory, then... that’s a little harder. Step one would be trying to talk to someone about it. Keeping the burden of it to yourself can sometimes stop your brain from moving on from it, and if you don’t have an outlet for these things - e.g. telling someone when you’re struggling, ranting at them about it, getting comfort for it - then it can effect you a heck of a lot worse than it really needs to. Only say as much as you feel comfortable saying. You don’t need to reveal everything if you can’t, okay? But even a little bit can stop it from feeling like everything is crashing in on you and you have no help to lean on. 

Step two is trying to distance yourself from it. Accepting what happened can be hard, especially if it’s from a past life, but once you’ve said “yeah, okay, that happened, it was gotdang awful and I feel x way about it”, you can start the process of trying to leave it behind. It may not ever fully leave. It’s part of your canon, and a part that’ll be harder to ignore if you’ve actually remembered something about it, but at the very least, not focusing on it can help. Remembering the better things, the happier things, can push this back and back, but letting yourself know that yeah, it happened, can stop it from surging back up again. It’s an awkward balance between remembering it enough that it doesn’t try to sneak up on you and trigger you into a panic attack, but letting it go enough that it’s not something that your brain revolves around. It needs to be a background thing, you know? And that’s gonna be hard. It’s gonna suck. But you can do it. You’ll figure out the balance until eventually, it’s something that you won’t struggle with so much. 

If you need it, the blog is always, always here to support you. If it comes up again and you feel overwhelmed, send us a message and we’ll try to help you as best we can, okay? Whatever happens with this, you’re gonna be alright. It’s the past, or just a really bad dream. It happened, but you’re safe, now. She can’t hurt you anymore. You’re safe. Take your time to heal, okay?

- Mod DoomedDirk