#I'm not normal about themm

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Okay, here's one of my favourite, sappiest lines. It's gross. Thanks.

[inklore]

no thoughts just jordan staring at marie <3

[s0ckh3adstudios]

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Clover and Flo sibling moment real

@s0ckh3adstudios drew some wonderful art of my older Clover design with their Integrity OC and I simply had to contribute! Their sibling dynamic is everything to me.

Some bonus doodles from practicing drawing Flo and thinking about their hilarious dynamic.

[callison07]

SeaBunny???

Rough drawings of themm,

I'm so normal about them

(Me when I lie)

[elliebean714]

Don’t know if you still doing tumblr but just in case. How about

The until dawn character’s find their lover (reader) crying because R told them they had a nightmare that they lost them to the Wendigos

Absolutely, I'd love to!💕 more character reactions plz! I love doing themm💖 haven't played the remake, I know theres a way for josh to survive now, but I don't know the details, so if this is inaccurate to that sorryyyy. love you Joshuaaaa. Also a new sam ending? But i dont know what makes it do special yet so, ya, nothing new in this lol. MORE SAM, ASH, EM, MIKE, AND JESS REQS PLZZZZ I LOVE WRITING THEM BUT I NEED PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM TO GIVE IDEAS RRAAAAHHHHHH. (Ofc my boys joshhhhh, Chris and matt are always welcome, but I've written a good amount for them, not much for the others) small tw for panic attacks in Sam and Matt's. If i had to have a panic attack in front of any until dawn characters, they would be the only correct answers lmao.

Until Dawn Character Reactions

GN!Reader had nightmares about losing them

Angst With LOTS of Comfort, exactly what you'd expect lol

Josh Washington

It's nearly 3:00 am when you wake up, shaking and crying.

You look to see him in bed next to you, he's taken to staying over much more frequently since that night, your presence is one of the few things capable of getting him comfortable enough to sleep.

Josh wakes up soon after you've curled yourself into him, your arms wrapping loosely around his chest and his shoulder.

"Hey," he rubs your back gently "Hey, I'm here..." sitting up properly, he rubs his sleepy eyes before pulling you into his lap "take your time. Tell me what's wrong when you're ready"

You cry silently for a few minutes all while Josh holds you and kisses your head

Eventually, you speak up in a shaky voice "I had that stupid nightmare again. That one with you..." you trail off, taking a deep breath, his smell comforting you

"Y/N..." Josh's hold tightens subconsciously "I'm sorry." His voice drops to a whisper "I'm so sorry..."

When you feel him start to sob silently, you bring your face up to his, your fingers caress his cheeks

"No, no, no, no, shhh..." you kiss his forehead "I'm not mad at you, babe! Don't think that at all."

"You wouldn't be so hurt if I didn-" Josh starts

You interrupt him with a kiss "Shut up, you didn't know. You made a mistake, yeah, but you had no idea those monsters were up there." You pause, letting him calm down a bit before continuing "i get those nightmares about losing you because I love you. When that thing almost killed you- fuck... I've never been that scared in my life. I'm not going to ever get that image out of my head..."

He kisses your temple and plays with your hair while you speak. Once you finish, he speaks up "I have bad dreams too. Of you being in the lodge when it blew up. Or the monster taking your head off, or..." He sighs, cradling you "so many things, but we're okay. We made it out. It's going to get better eventually. We'll get through it together, baby."

Josh holds you for a few more minutes, until you've calmed down fully. He lays back down, and pulls you on top of him. You wrap your arms around each other, and soon after, you both fall into a blissfully dreamless sleep.

Sam Giddings

It was a normal date night at first

Ice cream and tea, then a nice walk through the park. Everything was perfect.

Your parents let her stay over, as they usually do. They absolutely adore her, and they see how much she brightens you up when she's around. And you seem to not have panic attacks as often anymore

But you still get them

Like tonight. You're watching some old show, cuddling under the covers when you drift off to sleep

It's only for a few minutes, maybe 15 at most, but stuck in the agony of your head, it feels like hours.

She's being chased by josh the psycho, she's trapped in the mine, she's still hiding with the Wendigo screaming at her in the lodge- she's being caught and dragged to god knows here, she's slowly losing her mind and starving, she's being massacred- nonononononononotsam pleasenotsam nonononononono-

"Hey, Y/N..." you feel her gently shaking your shoulder "Wake up, it's just a nightmare, I'm right here" her voice is soothing, assuring, but it does little to prevent the inevitable

Your head feels fuzzy, your heart is pounding, fuck- fuck- you sit up, "No- no, I cant- I can't breathe-" you clutch your shirt just above your heart in an attempt to anchor you to reality "sam- Sam, where are you?"

She puts her hands on your upper arms and hugs you from the side "I'm still here. You're okay, baby. You're going to be okay."

"I cant- sam- help me, please-"

"Okay, let's try counting to 10." She starts counting slowly and clearly, giving you something to focus on, her beautiful voice. After a few counts, you join in, it takes a while, but your breathing does eventually level out.

"Sorry- sorry that's so embarrassing" you let out an uneven breath as Sam shakes her head

"Shush, there's nothing embarrassing about it. Absolutely nothing." She kisses your temple "was it the regular nightmares again?"

"No, no, they were about you this time."

Sam lets you lay your head on her shoulder while she rubs your back "oh, honey..."

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you before she speaks up "I wish I could make them all stop. I wish there was some magical thing I could say and we'd be back to who we were before, but..." She sighs "I'm not going anywhere. I can't fix everything, but I won't leave you, Y/N. Someday all these horrible things will just be distant memories, I swear. I love you"

You kiss her, a small hint of a smile on your face "I love you too" then you both return to watching the show. It was a really good date night.

Chris Hartley

You'd taken to staying up late and studying together since you got into the same college, and by some miracle, the same dorm

Chris is typing away on his laptop while you're trying to memorise a paragraph from a textbook you've read a hundred times.

Fuck this is so boring- you rub your eyes, what time is it?? You yawn and check your phone: almost midnight

As if reading your mind, Chris stretches and yawns "God damn, its late, and I've gotta get this done tonight." He stands up "I'm going to grab some coffee, want some?"

"Be right back." He says after you nod, rubbing your weary eyes

After he's gone, you lie back on the bed, it'd be so good to sleep right now... maybe just for a couple minutes... you'll be up before he's back...

Then you hear a screech

You see a snowy night

You're stuck behind a door- this door

A huge explosion, or something similar starts the scene, Chris sprinting towards the door with a limp and the Wendigo is hot on his heels

Your hand is immediately on the handle, ready to pull it open, but when you try, it's locked... NO! You pull it again, c'mon, c'mon, OPEN-

"Y/N, help!" Chris pounds in the door "please- it's coming, help!" He looks over his shoulder at the monster as you attempt to open it, becoming more and more frantic "pleas-"

Four long, sharp fingers pierce his neck and pull his head off

"NO!" You wake up, shivering and in tears. Sitting up quickly, you see that Chris hasn't returned

Shit... you grab a tissue from the box on the bedside table to wipe your face. It's been a long since you had a nightmare... must be the lack of sleep

Chris comes back into the dorm while you're crying. "Hey, woah, what happened?" He puts the coffees on the desk then hurries over to check on you.

His thumb grazes over your cheek as he tries to get you to look at him "baby, what happened?"

"Nothing, nothing, I just..." you shake your head "I think I fell asleep for a minute." You sigh, taking a deep breath "and I had a nightmare, or something."

"Aw, jeez, I'm sorry" He guides you into a hug "Wanna tell me about it?

While you explain what you saw, he rubs your back and plays with your hair, you sigh, "It really freaked me out."

"Yeah, that uh... really messed me up too." Chris pauses "I didn't realise how much that scared you"

"Neither did i. I've been trying to forget, but..." you trail off, trying to think of a reason

"You're probably sleep deprived, we've been studying super hard since we got here," Chris scoffs "and I can't remember the last good night's sleep either of us had."

"So you think i should sleep through it?" You lift your head to look at him properly

He nods "it probably won't happen again tonight. And if it does, I'll be here to help you."

You shake your head "I need to study, I have a test soon and-" he laughs at you "what??"

"You and I both know you're just staring at the same point of the page for hours, there's no reason for you to stay awake. Just head to bed, ill finish my homework as soon as I can, then join you."

You try to protest, but what's the point? Reading that paragraph for another hour won't make it any clearer. Sleep might.

Chris takes your stuff off the bed and you crawl under the covers, it only takes a few minutes after Chris gives you a good night kiss to fall asleep. It's the best night's sleep you've had in ages. Finally things start making sense in class! Maybe this is why people talk about healthy sleep schedules all the time...

Ashley Brown

She likes to read you to sleep.

It's nice to share her love of reading and stories with you, and it's good practice for speaking aloud in a safe, loving environment

But it's mostly the way you snuggle up to her, hugging her loosely, and burying your face in the crook of her neck, your weight is her favourite security blanket.

Her fingers gently play with your hair as she reads, she's certain you're asleep by now, so she's just reading to herself, when she feels you stir

"N-no, ash- please-" you whimper

"Shh, shh, its alright, honey..." Ashley hums a gentle tune to soothe you, but it doesn't work, you continue to mumble and whimper

It only gets worse

She feels you burry yourself more into her neck, your breathing quicken and a few tears spill

"Aw, babe..." Ashley quickly marks the page and puts the book down, before fully paying attention to you "it's alright... its okay." She fiddles with your stray hairs and kisses your temple

A few moments pass "Ashley... no- no- not Ashley-" you sob helplessly in her arms while she continues to try to shush and calm you, becoming more desperate, until you finally wake up in a state of shock

You sit up, trying to give her space "sorry, I didn't..." you trail off

"Shh, c'mere, I miss you" Ashley pulls you back down on top of her "was it that nightmare? You seemed really distressed."

Your eyes flutter closed for a moment when her hands return to your hair. "Mhm... that one- in the tunnel. If I didn't go back for you..."

"Yeah, you totally saved my life." She comments, lifting your face a little so uou can see the deep appreciation in her eyes

"But- if I didnt- if I was late- Ashley..." tears prick at the corner of your eyes again "I don't know if I could live without you. I need you."

She kisses your nose "You're adorable. And I don't know what I did to deserve you, and I can't believe how lucky we both got! I mean how many times did we think we were going to die, but didn't?"

"Ash- I just saw it happen- I keep seeing it in different ways, the saw, the gun, the tunnel, the lodge- it feels like every time I close my eyes I'm watching you suffer, I can still hear you screaming sometimes when I'm alone- I just want it to stop- I want to be normal."

"I'm sorry, beautiful. I'm so sorry." She rubs your back "I think this is our normal. Being terrified of the dark, and being alone, and rounding corners, and silence. Being haunted by the things we saw, and what we didn't see. Feeling guilty, and angry, and depressed and anxious, and different. That's normal now. It's impossible to live with alone, but we're together. We have each other as constant reminders what we have, and what we lost. I don't know if it'll ever get better, but there's nobody I'd rather support and be supported by than you."

Ashley takes a deep breath, clearly unused to speaking that long. You smile "seems like the reading aloud has helped a bit"

She blushes, kisses you on the cheek and picks up the book again "Shush, dork." It takes you a minute to get comfortable, they might not ever go away, but waking up in her arms, on her couch all snuggled up is the coziest thing you can imagine. Your life is more livable, because she is in it.

Matt Taylor

The movie theatre was packed

It was the release night of some big action movie everyone had supposedly been waiting years for

He was significantly more excited for the movie, you just loved spending time with him

You and Matt sat along the isle, next to the stairs. It was dark, and cold, so you snuggled up into his side

A little over an hour into the movie, you doze off. You know you shouldn't, but it's so warm and comfy, and his heartbeat was such a soothing pulse, how could you resist?

It was a light sleep, you could still hear parts of the movie, like the screaming, the crashing, explosions... Matt-

Nononono-Getoffhim! Lethimgo- please-matt-nononononono-

The thing is dragging him along the mine shaft while he desperately looks for something- the flare gun Emily kept to herself- shit

You try to scream, try to move, but you're completely paralysed. Nonononono- fuck- stop- matt- nononononono- yourehurtinghim- please

A final scream leaves him, then you hear him start to choke on his own blood- MATTNONONONONONOSOMEBODYHELPHIM- you feel tears start to stream down your face

A huge explosion in the movie wakes you- itssodark- itssoloud- itssocrowded- shit- gottagetout-

You jump from your seat, sprint down the stairs and out the theatre.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-

People are staring- fuck-

There's nowhere to sit, nowhere to hide- fuck- you collapse against the wall

Stopstopstopstop- your heart beats way too fast, so fast you begin to think you're having a heart attack. You curl your legs into your chest and hide your face

Please stop staring...

You hyperventilate, you tap on the floor, you shake, shit- am I dying?

"Y/N! Oh my god, you scared me, honey." Matts voice cuts through the static

He places a hand on your shoulder and pulls it away immediately when you jump at the sudden touch "can you please get them some water?" You hear him ask some passer-by. Please stop staring.

You continue to shake "Matt- matt I think I'm dying- help me-" you lift your head, god- the world feels like its spinning- to look at him the best you can "I'm scared"

"I know, it's gonna be okay- thank you," he hands you the cold bottle of water the person just brought over "can you drink? Or are you breathing too hard? You could use it to cool yourself down...?"

Matt is so scared right now, this is the first time this has ever happened, at least in front of him. He has absolutely no idea what to do, or how to calm you down. "Could you- uh- do you- shit- I'm making this worse aren't I?"

You nod a little, making him laugh "s-sorry, c-can you breathe? Like," he imitates deep and relaxed breathing "can you try to do that?" You try to, you really try, but it's so hard to focus on your breath when it feels like your heart is going to collapse in on itself

"Hey, it's alright, can I touch you?" He waits until you give him permission to sit beside you and start rubbing your back "tell me what you need, what can I do?"

"Umm- umm-" your foot jitters against the floor "just- is anybody staring at me?"

Matt looks around for a few seconds "N-no, no, I don't think so. Hey, there's a seat over there, can you move?"

He helps you stand and shakily walk to the seat, your legs are so fragile they can barely hold your weight. "M'sorry- shit, I'm so sorry-"

Matt seems surprised by your sudden apology "Woah, babe, no! No, it's completely fine, just try to drink some water an-"

You shake your head "No, Matt, the movie, I ruined your night, I'm so sorry" you tear up, the guilt eating at you

"What the? Y/N, you didn't do anything wrong. You just- I don't know, but it's not your fault. Okay? And even if it was, it's a dumb movie, I'll live. I can see it again. You matter more." He rubs your back again

You take a slow sip of water "I- I fell asleep for a little bit. I... fuck- I saw that fucking thing..."

"What? What do you mean, what did you see, babe?" His hand finds your cheek, and his thumb brushes away some tears

"The- whatever that fucking thing on the mountain was." You answer, someone must've told you what it was at some point, but you can't remember in your state "I've been trying to forget- I don't know why I started freaking out, it just-" you take a deep breath "just came out of nowhere"

"I'm sorry I'm so bad at taking care of you," he laughs, trying to lightens the mood a little "I'll, uh, definitely look up how to calm you down in case that happens again"

"Thanks, babe" you scoff, leaning down to lay your head on his shoulder

After a couple minutes, he asks "Wanna go back home or get some ice cream?"

Emily Davis

No-one would say Emily was a particularly loving or affectionate person, but if you were a good partner she'd be sure to treat you very well. Spoil you even.

She wanted to reward you for being such a good S/O, so she's treating you a nice romantic getaway

A whole weekend! Staying in a fancy hotel, getting spa treatments, going shopping, expensive restaurants!!

Its perfect, so perfect it almost makes you forget the other weekend getaway..

Until you're both sound asleep... and that screech, that screech thats haunted you for months, starts another nightmare, the mine. Its always the fucking mine

You're both sprinting as fast as you can-

Stmbling over yourselves-

It's dark, confusing, shit- shit- how do you get out?!

Emily screams next to you, you turn to see the Wendigo has a hold on her- NO!

It sticks its giant sharp fingers into her eyes and-

You're suddenly back in your hotel room- okay- okay- okay- you take deep breaths to steady yourself...

The sound of her gentle breaths anchor you

It's okay, you're fine, she's fine, you're safe.

You left the bed to grab some water, but almost like she could feel your absence, Emily stirs from her sleep "Ugh, why are you up?" She yawns, rubbing her eyes

"I just had a bad dream, I'm fine" you sip the water and admire how adorable she is. "You're gorgeous"

"Mmh, I know." She hums, pleased "what kind of bad dream, babe?"

You shrug and take another sip of water "the mine one again."

Emily slowly get out of bed to sit beside you at the table "Me or you?"

"You. But it was over quickly. I think I'm starting to get used to them. Is that bad?"

She thinks for a moment, still waking up a little "No? I don't think so. They don't seem to freak you out as much anymore, which is good. Not a fan of you being used to watching me die though."

You scoff and sip more water "that's not what I meant, Cutie."

Emily rolls her eyes "I know, I know" she picks up your hand "I am glad you're getting better though."

"Awe, you're such a softie." You tap her nose, she looks away bashfully

"Whatever. Don't mention it to anyone or I'll kill you."

You giggle at her and kiss her cheek "Oh, I can keep secrets. You know that"

"Good pet." Emily gives you a head pat "now let's go back to bed. It's 2 in the morning"

She leads you over to the bed "do you want to be little spoon or big?

Mike Munroe

You're in the sanatorium with Mike guiding you and the Wendigos chasing right behind

He's shooting aimlessly to give you both more room, until you reach a locked door- shit

They're closing in- one grabs your arm, you scream- "MIKE!!"

In a moment he's pulled you out of its hold, but it takes him instead

"No!" You cry, the Wendigo slashes his neck and chest "Mike-" the life leaves his eyes as he bleeds out

The other Wendigo jumps on you and starts mauling yo-

You wake up in tears, shaking- "Mike..." you whimper, quickly picking up your phone to call him, after a few tries he finally picks up

"Y/N? You alright? It's 4 in the morning" His voice is groggy, husky.

"I had a nightmare- can you come here please?" You beg through tears.

"Come to your room in the middle of the night? Your dad will kill me." He jokes

"I'm serious, Mike. I need you" You implore

Hearing your desperate plea gives him pause "Okay, I'll head over then. Are you gonna be okay?"

"Mhm" you nod "ill open my window for you."

Twenty minutes later, you hear him climbing up to your window "Hi, gorgeous." He flashes his charming smile as soon as he sees you through the open window

"Hi..." you help him climb inside and wrap your arms around him once he's standing upright

"What happened, babe?" His hand goes straight to your back, rubbing in soothing circles.

"Remember when we were in the sanatorium?" You sniffle, still crying gently. "I just- had a nightmare about it. I saw you die- and- and then they went after me- it was so horrible."

"Oh, honey..." He guides you to the bed then starts petting your hair with his free hand "it's alright, I'm here. I won't let them get you" You can hear that smile in his voice

You roll your eyes "yeah, I know. In my dream you died protecting me."

"Sounds about right." He drops his cocky demeanour for a moment "I mean it, though." He gently pulls your face out of his chest so you can meet his gaze "I won't let anything get you. I'll always be here for you. I'll always protect you, Y/N. I love you."

"I love you too, Mike..." He brings you in closer for a kiss.

You guys lie in the bed and snuggle, and eventually fall asleep until-

The jingle of your alarm goes off, 7:30am. You wake up in Mike's arms, warm and cozy, you stay like that for a few more seconds before hearing your dad's footsteps down the hallway makes you fully alert

Shit- "Mike!!" You whisper, shoving him in an attempt to wake him "Mike you gotta get up, you gotta go!"

"Mmh- what? Oh, hi, beautiful..." He didn't properly hear you, he just sees the gorgeous person he's in bed with

"Mike! My dad's up, you gotta go, dummy!"

"Oh- Shit!" He quietly exclaims then jumps out of bed and hurries to the window.

"Wait-" he runs over to kiss you, "see you soon, gorgeous." Before sneaking out of your room

Jess Riley

Sleepoverrrr!!!!!

Omg you guys had the BEST night.

Junk food, old cheesy romcoms, prank calls, painting nails, cute shit like that

Pretty juvenile, but it made Jess happy so you absolutely were not complaining

You'd basically devoted yourself to making her happy after that night.

She was so scared, so traumatised and hurt, that you tried to shut out your own feelings in order to prioritise her, and it was working... until tonight.

Jess fell asleep in your arms around half way through the 4th or 5th movie of the night and you decided to turn it off and join her. It wasn't long until you were fast asleep and it all come flooding back...

You were stuck in the mines again, looking desperately for jess- jeez, you remembered spending hours down there searching for her, encountering the monster several times, almost dying in a million different ways

And it just kept getting worse, you finally found her- oh god- look at her- your heart breaks all over again, she was absolutely brutalised, covered head to toe in slashes, barely able to stand, barely able to talk, oh, baby...

You took her hand and guided her out of the mine, but that screech- that fucking screech- you froze, no- no- MOVE! You can't stay here, you gottamove-

The creature appears, MOVE, Y/N! MOVE, it jumps on Jess, you scream, "NO! Please- No-"

It lodges its fingers into her throat at rips her jaw off-

"NO-" you jolt upright, fuck- you take deep breaths- nonono- you look beside you, Jess is roused from her sleep next to you.

"Y/N...?" She mumbles

"Shh, Shh, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, go back to sleep, sweetheart." You pet her head gently, fingers grazing the scar

"What happened? You were yelling..." Jess sits up slowly, leaning against you

"I just got a bit of a scare in my sleep. I'm okay, you can go back to bed"

"Y/N..." She whines a little "Please tell me what happened. You never talk about anything."

Youd love to open up, but you need to be strong, she needs someone strong "Jess, I'm alright, I swear-"

"Please, I don't like when you're scared."

"I just- I had a bad dream, but I'm okay, you are what matters,"

"You matter too,"

You shake your head "babe, that night..." your fingers trail over her scars "you were so hurt, you need a strong partner"

"Honey, that's not-"

"Jess, you need someone who won't break down whenever they remember what happened to you. You need someone who- who isn't weak- you need someone who isn't scared, you don't need my problems" you say, desperately trying to not cry

"Y/N..." She takes your hand "I don't want a robot, I want you"

"You need someone to be strong, you're hurting so much, you shouldn't have to deal with my sad shit"

"Shut up, dork!" She cradles your face in her hands "I adore you! I want you to open up to me. I- I want you to relate to me. I already feel so alone, I don't need you hiding a huge part of your feelings from me. I need you, I need you to show me you're hurting too, I need you to show me in not alone."

You felt enormous guilt at her pleading and pulled her into a hug, "ill- ill tell you everything. I promise, I don't ever want you to feel like that. I'm so sorry Jessie. I love you."

"I love you too, cutie."

♡☆♡☆♡☆♡☆

~Elliebean714

[kkochang]

Lance has a praise kink. Like, at this point it's a fact that I'm more than willing to indulge in. I just can't stop thinking about Lance getting all giddy when someone (mostly Keith) tells him he did a good job today while training or praises his progress in piloting Blue (yes, I refuse to accept whatever happened after Keith became the leader of Voltron). His heartbeat immediately picks up and he can feel his cheeks warming (thanks to his dark skin tone it's not that noticable). And then he just requires a few seconds to come back to his senses and carry on with his day. He just feels so proud of himself it literally hurts.

NOW TO THE SMUTY PART OF THIS POST

After some thorough pondering I'm not ashamed to say that I have an imprinted-in-my-brain image of Lance face down in his pillow and ass up, getting fucked sweetly by Keith, who is perfectly aware of his boyfriend's praise kink. So, as he slams his hips into Lance, he runs a hand down his spine, feeling him shudder under the touch, and Keith coos almost teasingly but with a soft grin over his face:

"just look at you, so desperate for my cock, willing to get used like a filthy whore just so you could get fucked nice and dumb."

and

"god, you're so good for me, taking me in so well. you're so pretty and perfect, I could fuck you forever."

Upon hearing those words, Lance simply loses himself, clenching around Keith's cock and moaning obscenely into the pillow, tears of pleasure damping the soft fabric. He whines and winces and the only words that leave his mouth are "fuck", "Keith" and "please".

I'M SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THEMM AAAAAAHHHHHHHH

[artificial-angels]

YAYYYYY STARFLOWER SUNDAY 💥💥😋 they're so us-core fr

It’s Sunday, you know what that means 😋

( @punk-angel teehee us)

[another-delta-lover]

I know you all don't care but each time I'm drawing Emesis Blue Heavymedic related stuff I always listen to:

SAY WHATEVER U WANNA SAY, BUT YOU CAN'T DENY THESE LYRICS JUST SCREEEAAAMMM EMESIS BLUE HEAVYMEDIC:

[I don't show it but I quiver whenever you come near

And I cannot decipher between the thrill and the fear

I wanna stop it but like it too much to let it stop here

It's wrong but I want you tonight.

Fear and delight

All the way through the night

With a little derring-do

Oh, I'll fall in love with you(x2)]

AUGGHH I'M SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS SONG AND ABOUT THEMM.... SPECIALLY THIS PART (fav part of the song btw):

[I'm an innocent being seduced by your charms

I'm a young boy tickled to death in your arms

Your kisses taste like bitter almonds

It's wrong but I want you tonight

Addiction pulling me to a grave end

You're an enemy who I'm keen to defend

Down the black hole of my lust I descend

It's wrong but I want you tonight

Why is it that I'm keen to be devoured by you

When there's the option of a love affair that's pure and true?

I always choose the dungeon over the sea view

It's wrong but I want you tonight]

AUGHHH I'm SOOSOSOSOS NORMALLLL

[yunessa]

(Apologies if this is a repeat ask, but I'm not sure if Tumblr ate it the first time.)

Eros 1, Philia 3, Agape 1, Ludus 2, Philautia 3 for Yunessa please! ❤️

I think it did! Thank you for the question @dujour13

eros

Yunessa does enjoy giving gifts. They tend to prefer long lasting gifts (I.e. a pair of boots, a new traveling backpack, lute strings, a necklace, or even a metal ring- not necessarily a precious metal or with gems. But something they can hold onto as long as they can.) They like flowers, but gifts with expiration dates are either eaten as soon as possible or they'll attempt to dry them to keep them longer. It's a habit the crusade will eventually carve into them- just how easily things can be broken, taken, or lost.

Agape

The world, maybe. But is the world worth it? Not really in their mind. Countless hereos and good deeds just help the scales stay balanced. As long as they can remain free, the world is distant from themm, whether good or evil. But for the people they care about that matter, then yes it's worth it and there's no end to what they'll do to achieve that length. Certain personality traits and limits won't leave them, but with Yunessa being Cn, the only 'hard rules' that bind them, are the ones Yunessa sets for themself. And with time, even rules can change and warp.

Ludus

2. They don't realise they're skilled at flirting. But put Yunessa somewhere with someone they know or a place they need to be and soon enough there's a possibility a misunderstanding will occur. Yunessa doesn't pay any mind to it- it's a habit instilled to encourage tips and smooth things over- but Yunessa does have a story about genuinely hurting someone's feelings without realizing they were deeply interested, while Yunessa themself considered them good 'work friends'.

For people Yunessa is genuinely interested in, they're far more hesitant and will try to be genuine. But it can come across as clumsy, because they want to put real effort into it.

Philautia

3. I base a chunk of my story on my first playthrough that I did blind. So a lot of my story is shaped that way. So it depends on their position with Yunessa. It can be hypocritical, but Yunessa will generally set rules for themself and will rarely judge others for it. If they do then generally it's the start of a grudge or a percieved slight, or something that triggers a kneejerk reaction from them, and in that case it won't matter if it's right or wrong or even if it's something that Yunessa woul normally abide.

[idoodle2draw-marquer]

i had WAY too much fuckkng fun with these-

thanks to my friends, i stumbled across @cosmindart's Goobie bases !!

check out his FREE-TO-USE bases!!

he made like a hundred of these and CONTINUes to make them!!! lots of silly tiny ones like these! but also some anthro and typical humanoid bases :D

the first batch is of my inksona Justyn, while the second batch is for my friend @limeghosty :3 i love these blorbos LOOK AT THEMM ✨

i'm totally not obsessed with these or anything, very normal about them yep that's why i made all of these in like 3 days-

plus a bonus meme sticker i made!! because i use this emote a LOT lmao

[m4rloe5]

ALL of themm?? Hoo boy! They are my boys my bastards my baby birds and I'm sooooo normal about them I promise!

Put it under the cut because it's late I have to get up early so naturally this might get long and I feel weird about clogging up the dash

IN CHRONILOGICAL ORDER:

Charlie van der Ploeg

Art by @mmigrainee

Absolute nervous WRECK of a man! My Sweet boy, my cream cheese, my first vtm character. Nosferatu (obviously). This boy is stupid smart. He's got severe anxiety and a fair dose of autism probably. Growing up he was always the odd one out and never really fit in anywhere. His dad wasn't great with him, though not for a lack of trying, but he was just too neurotypical to properly Get him, so he was very close to his mom who dealt with his autism a lot better. Until she died in a car crash when charlie was 6. It happens. The only other person of his family who really Got him was his (identical) twin brother Lex, so the two boys only grew closer. Infuriatingly though, Lex has FANTASTIC people skills, which was very frustrating because no matter how hard Charlie tried he was always Odd. So he got into computers instead because they did not judge him, and got crazy good with them.

Charlie got so crazy good with them in fact that he hacked his way into uni, and for a while everything was good. He rented a small place under a drag parlour in Amsterdam, and though he was still A Bit Weird the girls did not mind him at all. Charlie started experimenting with gender expression a bit with their help because after he dropped out of uni again (he got bored, it just wasn't challenging enough for someone with his skill) it wasn't as if anyone was gonna see him in his dank basement anyway. Started hacking companies and selling them fixes for their security breach as a facsimile of ethical hacking, but not without taking copies of potentially sensitive information regarding any malpractice should he ever need to pressure corrupt CEOs or something into doing the right thing for the world. Almost succeeded in hacking into the German national bank, which is when he caught the attention of the local Nosferatu...

He was embraced on Halloween after he complimented a girl on her scary makeup.

Everything only went downhill from there: he could never meet the only person he truly cared about ever again without breaking the masquerade, and now his own face was that of a stranger. He was now forced to deepfake video calls to his dad and stepmom using his brother's selfies. Safe to say Charlie is not ever having a good time and hates being a vampire

And only two months later he is asked to infiltrate and spy on a disaster of a coterie that is trying to deal with not one but two potential threats to the masquerade, and whatever he does, it never seems good enough. He and Willow hatch a plan to try and kill the vampire responsible for trying to blood bind willows touchstone, which fails spectacularly when a literal nazi declares Praxis and said vampire is appointed his senechal. Charlie fights a nervous breakdown and scatters, for he no longer has any use to the new Prince, and he would rather not meet final death at the Seneschal's hand. That, and the intensity on that game was so bad I was losing whole night's sleep over them. Immense respect for everyone at that table just doing that for fun to tell a story together

MISHA MARKOV

Art by #crowned BIG GUY. Bear gangrel. Probably the favourite character I've ever played. He's very happy go lucky and does his best to be kind because there's enough suffering in the world, but also refuses to feel guilty whenever he accidentally murders a guy. That happens to the best of us, and you can lose yourself in the details of morality or you can just move on and not let yourself get bogged down by it. The less guilt, the more he can pay attention to things that really matter: love and alcohol

This man has an intensely long backstory but the TLDR is: born 1942 in the soviet union. Dad was a war veteran and a prick, Misha may or may not have killed him after he dared lay a hand on his little sister. Mother struggled to take care of him and his sister both after. Misha was then drafted at 18, was trained as a sniper as well as special forces probably and stationed at checkpoint charlie, where his conscience made him desert his post and try to flee west. Was intercepted by sabbat, stood his own against a gangrel and got embraced.

His sire intended to send Misha to the local cam and have him kamikaze himself, but this man is not the brightest tool in the shed so he got caught and staked and got stored on a cave system several hundred miles away to stop his sire from reclaiming him, where the poor guy was promptly forgotten for the next 55 years. Eventually he was found and defrosted and assigned a coterie.

The coterie ventrue had ambition and after several shenanigans declared praxis. The current prince didn't like that very much and tried to kill her, but she was now Misha's friend/family and family must be protected at all cost, so he ate a prince once and lived to twll the tale. Misha himself was not interested in a position in the new court, but did need some protection/looking after so her got assigned the honourary title of royal tailor, which he still is to this day

Misha has a close friend called Nancy who depending on who you ask is also his girlfriend, but they like to keep it casual. Pretty sure Misha is aromantic, but very allosexual (probably of the bi-/pansexual variety), and is completely under the impression that physical affection like kissing is just something you do with all your homies (this includes sex). Can and will turn into a bear to give extra fluffy hugs.

HEMMING

Art pending

Absolute bastard. Tzimisce con artist that loves to play at being Hannibal Lecter. Has the eat food merit solely because he wants to be able to use the whole carcass die his culinary masterpieces

Annnnd I'm dozimg off already so I might finish this later

Hi happy birthday we don't know each other but I hear you know and love my step blorbo Willow (correct opinion) so may I offer you my vamires Charlie, Misha, or Hemming on this anniversary of your birth? HAPPY BIRHDAY)

Thankie <3

I wish to hear about all of them!!

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

ahhh is this what they mean by bluescreen? i seriously malfunctioned reading your thoughts, asking was definitely the best thing to do.

you can never go wrong with the savanna trio omggg just?? they make me feel so feral aykdnsowsjp like a knot? A KNOT?? ughhh and there’s such a balance too. I just think Jack is so..calm and commanding, and Leona he’s so mean but I WANT HIM TO BE, and Ruggie. Sweet Ruggie. let me take care of youuu i just wanna let him know that he absolutely is appreciated 😩 i will completely bend backwards for him, anything he wants he will get. for all of them, just do things that people normally get paid for. they make me go INSANE but i willingly go back for themm

xo, napping anon

NOW, DON'T FAINT ON ME NOW, MY DEAR~

I SINCERELY LOVE JACK BEING ALL FLUSTERED AND SHY OVER THE SLIGHTEST OF AFFECTION BUT THERE'S JUST SOMETHING CARNAL THAT HE TAKES CHARGE WHILE BEING SO CALM ABOUT IT. IF YOU TEASE HIM SO MUCH IN A DAY, HE'LL JUST WRAP HIS ROUGH HAND AROUND YOUR THROAT AND STARE YOU DOWN WITH HIS GOLDEN EYES. THINKING/IMAGINING ABOUT IT IS ALREADY MAKING ME FLUSHED; KICKING AND GIGGLING LIKE A HIGH SCHOOL GIRL

LATELY, MY BRAIN HAVE BEEN MAKING UP THESE SCENES WHERE LEONA'S HAND WOULD CRAWL UP TO YOUR THIGH AND JUST SQUEEZE IT; IT IS MOST DEFINITELY THE SIZE KINK THAT'S BEEN WORKING ON MAKING THESE THINGS. THINKING ABOUT THE MAJOR SIZE DIFFERENCE WHETHER IT'S HAND SIZE OR HEIGH DIFFERENCES, I'M JUST DOWN BAD FOR MEN WHO'S BIGGER AND TALLER THAN ME-

RUGGIE, MY DEAREST. I WOULD GIVE EVERYTHING I HAVE TO HIM, JUST AS HE DESERVES IT. IN FACT, I DON'T MIND IF HE USES HIS UNIQUE MAGIC TO DO UNSAVOURY THINGS DESPITE MY PROTESTS. IT'S LIKE THE ' I SAY NO BUT I WANT YOU KEEP GOING ' MINDSET AND MAN, RUGGIE LITTERING HICKEYS ALL OVER YOUR BODY? SIGN ME UP FOR IT, PLEASE-

[hassigurddoneanythingwrong]

I unironically use gacha - especially fgo- to cope and sometimes I wonder if that's a sign of something going really bad

I feel down? roll! ohh shiny rings! ooh!

something bad happens? oof, hey this character I like is on rate up, let's roll themm

"but Sigurd blog what happens when you don't roll your target?" well that's always a possibility I'm prepared for, but since I tend to hoard over 500sq at all times, it hasn't been a problem in a few years.

Now a *big* bad has happened, and I couldn't help myself from rolling Abigail

did it help? no not a lot, but I really wanted to go for it

I'm just worried, could I be addicted? I don't think so since I rarely actually roll, but is it normal to use a gambling anime game for emotional management? should I do something about it? at least I never put money in the gacha, only a few gssr banners and I don't think I'll do that again since every time I was disappointed.

[joyfullbeetlestomper]

Yo i like to wildleven theorise about stuff, and FCG is one of themm: spoilers for the first 2 eps of Campaign 3. Tldr; FCG will kill himself if the other players aren't going to stop him.

Ok, to explain that, here's the longer version:

FCG believes he/ they have no soul: a construct, just a machine. He is clearly here to help Ashton, and now their new friends as well.

He's a cleric of a homebrew subclass that gives him a concerning feature: the ability to take half the damage an ally would've taken. This is very handy, and probably the reason why his constitution is so high: to tank with this ability. But giving this feature to a robot that doesn't believe he's a person with a soul, is straight-up DANGEROUS.

I believe that if FCG dies this campaign, it'll be while using this feature: taking huge damage for a friend, and sacrificing himself. It sounds like something Sam would do in a heartbeat.

But, how would they be able to stop FCG from doing that?

Well, now I'm going to delve into even hypothetical-er things: what the c3 crew will do later on. I believe that they might go to the tinkerers home, where FCG was created with the others. There they might find some kind of blueprints, in which they discover that there IS a soul in autognomes (thats what theyre called). If FCG is still alive by then, he'd see himself as more then a machine: a living being. He'd value himself more, and it would be a beautiful moment.

So the options are 1. Sam will break our hearts by sacrificing FCG or 2. The crew get far enough that they discover FCG is way more then a bunch of circuits.

(Also, here's a possible reason why the creator used a soul: because normal robots wouldnt be able to do magic? But that might be looking too far into it)

If you read all of that, wow, thanks for listening to my ramblings about our favourite roboboy:)

If u got further questions about this theory, I'll try to respond, I just LOVE theorising/ discussing theories

[heartstopperleaves]

The Story about me getting bullied...

...It took me more than 2 years to finally write about by bully story. Soo here is a triggerwarning for bullies,mental health. It all started when I was 11 year old. And it was a new school with new people but also some people from elementary school, who I called my friends back in these days.

So one day my so called friends wanted to talk with me about something. Well, it was about me beeing annoying to them, because uhm yeah they never told me a reason. From this day on my life has changed so much and I suffered a lot in my life because of this little Moment.

Yeah it was just this one little Moment when my so called friends made me to the bully victim number one of our year. It was like a ticking bomb which just explode.

Since that day my whole year and some guys from older years bullied me because of my face , how I look, how I speak , find some stupid names to call on me. Even how i ate or how I breath even just the fact I excist was a target for them to bully me.They tookmy stuff and throw it arround. Or even destroyed ma stuff.  Guess what my confidence shrunk so much; I dont even had any confidence at this point of my life.

There were so many days when I just don’t wanna go to school, I was happy when I was at home. School trips where horrible. My parents forced me to go because thats just normal. They also didnt know about the bulling in school I never talked about it. Because I knew if i do so, they would say talk back you got a mouth so speak up. Dont lets themm bully you. Yep they didn’t know that won’t work.

Even if I would have done that they wont stop. When I said somthing they bullied back if I tried to ignore they still bully me. So I hoped time goes on and I finally can go onto my next school.

To be honest these four years just kinda destroyed me.

YES DESTROYED ME

I didnt know back then but now I do. My mental health was getting so bad in this point of my life. So I was so so happy to get the Chance to start a new me in new school. But how with no confidence?

Also what is a new me because the old me who was friendly and open to make new friends got destroyed back then. So I was the destroyed 14year old Girl that liked to wait an see what happen next. Never speak up and wait until people speak to her.

So I barly made friends in the next few days, but I talked to the half of my knew class, but no one seemed to be a friend. Except one person. I regonized her allready at the first day in the hall. I thought: maybe shes nice.

Yes she was and is till today.

But the bullies didnt stopp. For the first 3 weeks. Because I was one of the last people getting in the classroom there were no good places to take a seat. Just 2 free chairs, one in the first row and one in the middle of second row. I wished to have enough confidence to say hey i wanna sit there, but I didnt. So I sat down in first row. There sat two person called julia and sarah. They made fun of me. Till the day I got a Boyfriend. But before that Claudia, thats the name of this nice Person asked me to sit next to her. Because there was still a spot in second row. She is my healing, since that day I recoved day by day, even julia and sarah still made fun of me.

I never get bullied again till 2014 in vocational school. Some stupid guy called Kevin... At this point of my life I didnt gave a fuck about it. And it quickly stopped. Back than i last year of vocational school he really wanna get friends with me, but I guess that just was because I came out as a lesbian. And he thought it would be cool hanging around with the class lesbian.

These are just the bully stories. But the worsted part of all is the mental health, and How I still have to learn that people are not bad and I am not trash or something.That I am worth it. I am worth it do have friends I am worth it to be happy. Yeah I still struggle I cant affort compliments. I'm bad at taking criticism, because I think all i did till now was wrong I think I am not to good at something or I am the worst ever.

So yeah from age 11 till age 21 i was bullied more or less but I was. And this will never go away this will always be part of me.

TEN FUCKING YEARS

And I thank myself. I never had thoughts about suicid or so. I just once cut myself in my arms, I didnt get any scars. Thank god that didn't helped me at all to feel better at this point. Also sometimes I think i wish someone noticed it. Maybe then I got a therapist. But yeah I struggled all the time alone.

And I still do so. Everytime some new people come into my life I am scared to do something wrong I am not enought or something. Mental health is such a complex construct. Its sad how things that happend 15 yeas ago still afflect you.

[bananannabeth]

This isn't hate. But you know in fics where Percy is in the swim team when at highschool. How do we deal with the implications. He is sort of cheating? i'm not sure how to feel about it. If he went full pace he'd destory themm, so what's the point? I wrote it into a fic of mine, but I got a review discusing this.

Have you seen The Incredibles? You know at the end how Dash participates in races at his school, without using his powers, because the act of running just brings him so much joy?

That’s pretty much exactly how I imagine it goes with Percy and swimming. Just because he has water powers doesn’t mean that he has to always use them - just as Dash is capable of running at normal speeds, Percy’s capable of swimming at normal speeds. Yeah, he has an advantage in that he doesn’t get as tired as the mortal, non-children of Poseidon on the team, but I don’t think he’d use his powers in competitions. Sometimes he’d take it easy and come second or third, when the competitors were nice or he thought they really deserved a win, or he just wanted to mix it up a bit. He’s not the type to deliberately use his powers and blitz everyone else.

I think that there’s not an over abundance of opportunities for swimming in inner city NYC and we all know that Percy functions better when he has easy access to water, so, even though it’s all chlorinated and not ideal, I think it makes sense that Percy would join his school’s swim team.