#PD B-sides

[dykeellington]

Blessed be the Daughters of Cain Bound to suffering eternal through the sins of their fathers committed long before their conception Blessed be their whore mothers Tired and angry, waiting with bated breath in a ferry that will never move again Blessed be the children Each and every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence

Ptolemea, Ethel Cain

[littlest-bugz]

How I look trying not to be an asshole, but it's my default mode

[image does not belong to me - creator unknown]

[hpdcultureis]

ive noticed most of these have been "cutesy" but ive got a doozey, my untreated HPD culture was having a history of cheating on partners because you crave romatntic/sexual validation from literally everyone you can get it from.

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[kitty-narc]

Name's Logan or Kitty, i use he/it/paw pronouns

im into Sanders Sides, photography, writing, art, and anything creative really

im also into Bo Burnham, Minecraft, FNaF, and gaming

i might post npd or bpd content sometimes

im fictionkin of Logan Sanders, Michael Afton, and possibly my Minecraft creeper OC

@ask-sanders is my Sanders Sides askblog

Syst3m_Failur3 on ao3

[comradecowplant]

Love how the new PLL writers were like okay FINE fans were right to point out that A was never really a slasher villain and continuing to use that moniker for these new villains is a slap in the face to the original evil girlbosses-- Mona, Cece, and Ello Spensah-- who worked 👏 hard 👏 scheming and stooging (sometimes YEARS of preparation!) in order to torture the original liars...... so for these new girls we will call the villains B instead :)

[rusty-jester]

im only on s2 ep 11 rn but i was struck w inspiration and i Had to get it out  a silly lil proper love triangle <3

[themultifandomgal]

Jay Halstead- Case Gone Wrong

It's been 2 weeks since YN's disappearance. 2 weeks since a case went wrong and YN was taken, tied up and beaten to an inch of her life. Everyone at intelligence has been working hard to find her, especially her boyfriend Jay and her dad Hank Voight

"Jay you need to go home, rest" Erin sighs at her partner

"I can't"

"I know your worried, so am I, but we won't help YN if we're tired"

"We won't help her if we're asleep either!" Jay yells, but Erin knows he's just tired, angry, upset, worried

"I think we may have a break through" Antonio says walking in with a woman "this is Mary she has something that could help us"

Voight and Antonio sit Mary down with a glass of water while the others stand behind the glass watching

"Tell him what you told me"

"Errm a couple of weeks ago I saw my neighbour take a young woman into his house. She was unconscious, she had a bandage on her head. So obviously I asked him if she was ok and he said that she fell and he was bringing her back from the hospital. I didn't think much of it. But this morning I watched him come home with more bandages"

"What did the girl look like?"

"Errm short dark blond hair, almost light brown. I didn't get a good look at her face, but she had a tattoo behind her ear" Voight and Antonio look at each other

"What was it?" Antonio asks

"It was a J I think"

"That's YN" Voight rubs his hand over his face

"We need an address"

Unbeknownst to YN, her PD family were on the way to save her while she was being tortured once again

"You nearly got me arrested. I thought you were my friend" Max, the guy they have been after for a year, says "thought we had something special. You know, after the trade I was going to ask you to be by my side permanently" YN doesn't speak, mainly because it hurts to open her mouth, but also because she has nothing to say to Max "now I think I'm going to have a little bit more fun with you, then I'll start cutting you up piece by piece, sent it to you dad, or maybe your boyfriend" Max grabs a knife stabbing it into her thigh, but she refuses to make any noise and give him the satisfaction.

Intelligence arrive in no time at all so when Max hears there's a bang upstairs, he looks at YN smiling. He places some tapes around YN's mouth, wrapping it around her head. He picks up his gun and leaves YN alone in the basement downstairs. All she can do is hope someone comes downstairs, but she knows that her dad and Jay will check every inch of this house.

Footsteps run down stairs, YN looks up to see Erin

"I got her!" Erin shouts running over to YN then sees the blood coming out of her thigh "I need an ambo at our location, stab wound victim loosing blood" Erin says into her radio after taking off her jacket and wrapping it tightly around her leg "guys I need help down here!" Erin yells again trying to untie the girl she classes as a sister "god YN your freezing" more footsteps are heard running down and over to YN

"Baby what did he do to you?" Jay exclaims before helping Erin

"He's wrapped the tape around her head. If we rip it off it will pull her hair out"

"Paramedics will have scissors, they can at least release her mouth" once Jay and Erin have YN untied, Jay picks his girlfriend up and takes her upstairs to wait for the ambo to arrive.

YN wakes up to Jay, Will and her dad in her hospital room

"Hey YN" Will softly says

"You want a drink?" Voight asks his daughter who slightly nods her head

"Here let me help you" Jay helps YN sit up a little so that her dad can direct the straw into YNs mouth. She takes a couple sips before laying back down. Jay moves some hair out of her face, she now noticed how tired both her boyfriend and dad look

"Have you slept?" YN asks quietly

"Not much. We were worried about you" Jay replies

"Do you remember what happened?" Will asks, YN gives him a nod "you had to have stitches in your leg"

"YN did he.. did he erm..." YN knows what Jay is trying to say

"No. Just hit me" Jay breaths a sigh of relief

"When can she leave?" Voight asks Will

"Well she can go home tomorrow as long as she's eaten and gone to the toilet. And she needs to have someone with her all the time for the next 2 weeks"

"Jay you can stay home with her, just have your phone on you"

"Got it"

"Now what do you say to trying to eat something?" Will asks. YN gives him a nod "ok. I'll be back in a bit" Will leaves the room

"Did you get Max?"

"Yeah we did"

"Good" YN smiles

"I'm going to head back to the precinct, I'll be back later" Voight says kissing his daughters forehead then leaving the room.

Jay stays with YN for the next 24 hours, even when Will and YN both tell him to go home.

[puppetwoman17]

Do you the batfam will try to ask the other batfam members and then would ask Bart and Kon if they know what happened to Tim, only to realize that none of them knew anything.

So they go around asking the police for any documents, the goons that worked for joker, the other villians and even the civilians. None of them say anything but hint that they also knew and that they were the last group of people to know. Eventually they head back to the manor to be greeted with Tim, Bruce, and Babs.

The last ask I answered was similar so I’ll just answer what’s different about this.

Now, I’m not saying that the Gotham PD isn’t corrupt. Lord please douse me with salt if I say that because it most definitely is. But you don’t have to have a purely good heart to be horrified about what happened to the third robin.

It’s a horror story for the police. The only time they ever do talk about it is when a corrupt cop is ousted. “Do you not remember JJ?” they say. “Do you not remember how bloody the warehouse was? How much robin cried? How he had to do our job for us and shot the joker himself?” It’s a way to bring shame, because there’s nothing else they can do. The damage is already done.

Jim Gordon silences anyone who brings it up. Gets uncharacteristically quiet before yelling at them to get out.

It’s something the people of Gotham put close to their chests. As I said before, it’s pretty easy for them to deduce that Robin/RR hasn’t said anything. Gotham isn’t the nicest city, but her people are understanding.

They remember those few weeks, or months, whatever, where Batman searched relentlessly. He went back to his old ways, before the third Robin came. Not pulling his punches. It makes them realize how much the third robin did for them. How he changed the Batman. It’s the least they can do.

It’s something Joker goons talk about on a regular basis. Whether they’re also crazy lunatics, or if they’re people down on their luck, with no other way to get income. It’s something to chat about while working. A memory. They see RR flying across buildings and either smile in remembrance, or hold back their vomit. There’s no in between.

It’s something Gotham villains never talk about. It doesn’t matter if you’re as delusional as Scarecrow, as greedy as The Penguin, or as double-sided as Catwoman. It was a dark time regardless. Even if you’re part of the criminally insane, there’s a certain chill that can only be given by a child being tortured for weeks on end. Hearing screams somewhere. Somewhere no one can find.

It’s a dark time for Gotham, regardless of who you are.

So when the bats, randomly, after years of never knowing anything, start asking just about anyone and everyone in Gotham about JJ, about Red Robin, they know the jig is up. Joker’s goons, just brag about it. But everyone else keeps their mouths shut. They just ask where Batman is and if he knows they’re asking about it.

After a while, word travels back to Commissioner Gordon, who everyone knows is one of RR’s closest confidants. And the more tech-savvy people alert Oracle, who debuted as a sort of JJ cleanser before taking a break and then coming in full time after the first batgirl left(pls everyone knows, Babs).

Basically, Gotham tattletales to RR’s buddies.

When everyone comes back go Wayne Manor and is met with RR, Babs, and Bruce, Tim doesn’t do anything but give Bruce a side-eye. Is it that hard to keep a secret from your kids, B?

Oh and then everyone is even more pissed because Bruce never said a word. Hope this was a fun read lol.

[bioethicists]

what are your thoughts on ocpd? i generally think these behaviors are harmless or at least not distressing and wouldn't benefit people much to have classified as a personality disorder.

hmmm i could post more nuance abt this at a later time so giving this response might be kicking a hornet's nest + leaving- please please please keep in mind that i believe all ppl's suffering is valid + in need of healing + i am questioning the history, purpose + impact of personality disorder dx, NOT the lived experiences of ppl diagnosed with them

while i think all psychiatric diagnosis is suspect, i find personality disorders in particular to be laughable, even by dsm standards. they are a hodgepodge of "types of ppl we think are bad". the words "unusual" + "dramatic" are used to describe supposedly objective pathologies. if anything, these disorders serve as a massive red flag that psychiatry is far less wedded to science than its proponents want to believe it is. i think our attempts to 'destigmatize' this absolutely dogshit collection of disorders instead of questioning their use or existence has been a horrible error within the mad community.

many of the criteria are absolutely seeping with moral judgements + christian ideology. several are blatant repurposings of hysteria. they are frequently diagnosed in ppl who have no desire to 'heal' from them (not viewing the behaviors as a problem is often part of the dx). things like disregarding the rights of others or exploiting others for your own gain are side by side with things like the desire to not be around ppl or intensely believing in aliens. most of them can be directly linked to traumatic experiences in childhood + yet they persist in portraying them as disorders of individual, unchangeable pathology. if ppl expanded their view of trauma, i'm willing to bet that basically all cluster b + c + a decent chunk of cluster a ppl would qualify as having experienced significant trauma.

fwiw, i definitely meet the ocpd criteria but i find the word ocd to be a more useful tool for me. my father also meets this criteria + i would say it has been a deeply destructive pattern of behavior in his life for himself + his loved ones. i can't say this is the case for everyone meeting this criteria, tho.

i just don't think the concept of diagnosing anyone with having a "disordered personality" is healing. some things classified as pds are extremely distressing experiences which ppl deserve support for, but i would like to see those placed in conversation with trauma, politics, + community. classifying intense trauma responses as permanent disorders of the self leaves a horrible taste of blood in my mouth. how many of us already believe that we are inherently broken because of what happened to us?

like u said, other things classified as pd diagnoses can be pretty harmless differences. i often see ppl in my communities responding to the widespread belief that ppl diagnosed with pds are immoral or evil (which is shitty!) by trying to 'destigmatize' them, but i propose, after a careful evaluation of the history + current usage of the diagnosis, that the concept of personality disorders was + is intended to classify ppl who are seen as morally corrupt or 'unusual' as being diseased. the original purpose of this diagnostic category was to stigmatize people. is this really the concept we want to seek liberation through, or can we find new ways of understanding any suffering that may come from the experiences currently labeled as personality disorders?

[que3rduckling]

(For your jrwi pd x Batman crossover) hmmm do you think they’d confront William with the idea that he was in a lazarus pit??

OH MY FREAKING GODS YES

I love this idea sm

okay here's how i am imagining it would go:

William, who is very much trying to mind his own business and doing some more detectiving

Red Hood, emerging from the shadows beside him: How was the La-

William, who almost went intangible from the scare, screaming: AH- WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU COME FROM??

Red Hood: The Alley, duh. How was your little swim in that nice green pit?

William, confused asf: ... What?

Red Hood: Yk the Lazarus Pit. You look like, no offence, some who just came back from the dead. So how was your stay there?

William, who is even more confused now: I uh- I don’t know what you mean! I’m a normal alive human hahaha-

Red hood, raising an eye brow under his helmet: Game knows game. If you haven’t died before then I’m still in the fucking grave. So did you have fun?

William: I- I didn't go into any pit! I don’t even know what the hell that is! Can I please go back to my investigations-

Red Hood: bullshit

William: No- not bullshit!

Red Hood: Your telling me you didn’t get dunked in a green lake and then came back to life?

William: No I went to the spirit world and got thrusted back into the real world as a ghost like a normal person! Now what the FUCK is a Lazarus pit?

Red Hood:

William:

Red Hood: and I thought the Lazarus pit was a shit deal

William: I still don’t know what that is-

Red Hood: Doesn’t matter. You’ll probably learn soon

William: who-

Red Hood, who has now disappeared into the night

William: .. That was so ominous wtf

(also very side note i genuinely started shaking/pos when i got this ask bc A) you wanted to hear more about my silly lil crossover and B) i love your blog a lot lmao so tysm for sending this in!!!!!!!)

[rxzennia]

On Aventurine's Cooperative Eidolons

– an unprofessional dissection

✎𓂃 Namely E1 (Prisoner's Dilemma) and E6 (Stag Hunt Game). I don't doubt that this could just be pure coincidence, but this is Hoyo we're talking about. Properly capitalized work on my blog? More likely than you think. I am not eloquent enough for this. On a side note, I got a deep ass papercut from trying to dig through my bag a while ago, then I hurt the base of my finger 'cause I smacked it into a drawer. Ouch.

Context

See the Etymology section of Aventurine's trivia on the Wiki. There are further Wikipedia links to everything for all you nerds out there (I'm one of them, don't worry). This Reddit post is also good enough, methinks.

If you don't want to read all that, here's the TL;DR:

Prisoner's Dilemma has prisoners A and B who committed, say, arson together. They're interrogated separately (i.e., no communication between them), and there are four outcomes – if neither of them confess (both serve 0 years), if A confesses and B doesn't (and vice versa – whoever doesn't confess serves 20 years), and if they both confess (both serve 10 years). The best individual outcome for each side, then, is to snitch ("defect").

Stag Hunt Game has hunters C and D who must decide whether to hunt a rabbit or a stag with no knowledge of the other's decision. The stag will feed them for a week, and the rabbit will feed them for 2 days. To hunt the stag, they must work together. Otherwise, it could end in three ways: D goes for the stag (D will then starve) and C goes after the rabbit to feed themselves (and the other way around), or both C and D go for the rabbit and each respectively gain 2 days' worth of food. Both hunters are, therefore, more likely to cooperate to get the best outcome (the stag).

On Aventurine's Cooperative Eidolons

What catches my eye is how these two are sequenced. With the Prisoner's Dilemma at E1, and then through E2 to 5 until Stag Hunt Game appears in E6, it's more than just a representation of Aventurine's life up to this point. I wonder if this is a reflection of how his beliefs have changed, or if it's a reflection of what the individual departments of the IPC means to him, or if it's both.

As that Reddit post has already said, the PD applies to Aventurine and his owner. However, if we consider the game as between him and the IPC (or specifically the Marketing Development Department in this case), then the PD takes on a completely different meaning. When the Second Katica-Avgin Extinction Event took place, the Avgins were expecting the IPC to come to their aid, so they went ahead with the festivities on the day of Kakava. This was the worst possible outcome for the Avgins, and honestly I think I died a little inside when I came to this realization halfway through writing this. Sure, it's uncertain if the Avgins would've called off the festival were they aware of the IPC's plan, but I think that's just a bandaid on a broken bone.

The Avgin clan cooperated, and the IPC defected. The IPC acquired the optimal outcome – they effectively ensured the elimination of the Avgins and the Katicans from the politics in Sigonia – while the Avgin clan found themselves facing extinction. While there has been communication between the IPC and the Avgin, it's untrustworthy communication – basically equivalent to having no communication (the PD may still hold when there is communication, granted that it is ineffective; for explanations see here). Logically speaking, the Avgin clan should know this; the IPC did have an indirect hand in their banishment to the desert, which would then be reasonable to say that the IPC has no interest in resolving the enmity between Avgins and Katicans. The rational action here for the Avgins, then, would be to defect as well, but this isn't a world where every player is rational.

What all of this implies is that in such a situation, where a rational player in the Avgins' position would choose to defect, the Avgins in the story chose to bet on that non-existent chance of cooperation in a Prisoner's Dilemma. How desperate must they be to take that chance in cooperation, to wilfully ignore all the signs that point to defection by the IPC?

If you hear sobbing in the distance, you'd better join me. Well played, Hoyo. Well played. Okay, let's move on.

A Prisoner's Dilemma (PD) can become a Stag Hunt (SH) through eliminating the factors that contribute to the "every man for himself" sentiment in the PD. Suppose there is a scenario where the PD applies. What makes both sides equally wary of the other, and what prevents them from working together as they would've in a SH? Uncertainty. Incomplete information and trustworthiness – if you don't know what move the other side is going to make, you have to look for the best move for your situation.

In the real world, incomplete information is generally addressed by institutions. Information is made transparent by various institutions at various levels so that there is less guesswork for the players in the dilemma. It reminds me of the IPC Strategic Investment Department, since they are providing information for Aventurine to make decisions for his next move, and simultaneously trade information with the Marketing Development Department. It's less that they do it willingly, but because they're both departments under the IPC, there is a certain level of transparency between them. 

Trustworthiness is essentially how one convinces others of their intentions. How else can anyone look at your past actions and determine that you're likely to cooperate if you have nothing vouching for you? Aventurine went from being a slave to a Stoneheart, and so with his current position and connections comes a certain degree of trustworthiness. Therefore, the IPC, too, have to honor deals made with him, as they have an image to maintain to everyone else in the cosmos – all because of Aventurine's position. It's a real shame that only now that the Marketing Development Department can't walk all over him again. A real shame.

By E6, Aventurine is playing the Stag Hunt Game, as opposed to the Prisoner's Dilemma. Is he collaborating with the Strategic Investment Department to achieve some mutual goal, where both will benefit? Hell, is he playing the Stag Hunt with the Astral Express, too? What is his desired outcome, then? 

If we look at this in terms of how Aventurine's beliefs have changed, he's gone from a lone player to someone with a lot of cards. He's intentionally put himself in a position where cooperation becomes worthwhile, thus ensuring his interactions all fall under the "Stag Hunt" category. This doesn't mean that his life is free from betrayal, given how he seems to expect the dirtiest tactics in the execution of an interaction; rather, he expects that the outcome of any action would bring him a net benefit that offsets the price of being betrayed. 

This means he's learned from the Second Katica-Avgin Extinction Event, where the defection of one player and the cooperation of the other resulted in the optimal outcome for the defector at the expense of the cooperator. I'd like to think he is where he is now because he wants to be well equipped to turn any future interactions that would land him in a PD into a SH; he sees the value in cooperation, the benefit of being able to play his cards with the expectation that his opponent would play into the outcome he wants because of a shared goal. 

If we examine this as two distinct interactions with the IPC departments, we have the Prisoner's Dilemma and the Marketing Development Department on one hand, and the Stag Hunt and the Strategic Investment Department on the other. This interpretation brings up a very familiar notion: Aventurine and the Marketing Development Department are never going to get along. With the PD, there is no way both sides would cooperate, and so there we have it. Even if Aventurine doesn't know about the role that the Department played in Sigonia (as there is no canon confirmation as of yet), he isn't going to get along with them as someone of the Strategic Investment Department. True to the political climate within the IPC, there is barely any trust, nor any expectation to cooperate beyond what is absolutely necessary.

Aventurine's association with the Strategic Investment Department is a SH game in and of itself. Diamond gets a new Stoneheart, and Aventurine gets to live. I have no doubt that he manipulates every mission into a SH situation by revealing just enough of his cards; it's highly unlikely that he's able to achieve the Department's goals with no assistance. 

Overall, well… This goober is still living in my head rent free. Thanks, Hoyo.

[creative-caramel-coffee]

Periods Suck

Pairings: Wandanat x R

Word count: 986

Summary: you always struggled with your period, especially after what happened with your mother.

TW: implied abuse, panic attack / flashback, blood,

Waking up to wet sheets you knew, you just knew things were going to be bad down there. Tears stung your eyes as you carefully slipped out of the sheets trying not to wake you girlfriends. You knew you would have to. After all the sheets needed changing. But you were sacred they would be mad. Your mother would be if she were still here. Carefully you pulled off your ruined shorts and underwear and stepped into the showed. Watching the blood swirl down the drain. After about fifteen minutes the door opened. Nat came in taking in the sight of your soiled clothes and teary eyes, which hadn’t yet seen her enter. She turned off the water and tilted your chin, so your eyes faced hers. “Sweetheart its ok.”

The tears fell. “We’re not mad my love, I’ve changed the sheets and I’ll soak your clothes for you.”

Nat pulled you in for a hug making you squirm.

“B-but its gross and I’m sorry.”

“Sweetheart it’s not gross, I don’t care where the blood comes from as long as your ok.” Nat smiled kissing your lips gently.

“Come on lets get you dressed my heart.” Wanda smiled holding up a new change of clothes and a pad.

After slipping you into the fluffy Pjs, Nat scooped you up and carried you to the bed. Wanda handed you the remote and you put on Chicago Pd and curled up with the two girls.

The cramps hit about twenty minutes later. Pulling a face and your knees to your chest, you tried not to make a big deal of it. Of course Nat noticed. She ran a hand through your hair making you look at her again.

“Oh sweetheart.” She cooed making Wanda look away from the show.

“Honey do you want some painkillers?”

You nodded shyly and buried your head in Wanda’s chest. A minute later Nat returned with the small packet of pills and a glass of water. After taking them and snuggling back up, you went back to your movie day.

It was about three hours later all of you were asleep when Wanda woke up. She felt her thigh, which you were cuddled up to, grow damp. Looking down she saw a growing red patch. Carefully she woke Nat and the two tried to figure out the best way to inform you. Yet you slept on.

“She’s going to be upset Nat.” Wanda whispered, more concerned for you than her leg.

“Its ok, we need to wake her up and change her again.”

“Yeah.” Wanda sighed in defeat. With a gentle hand she shook you shoulder. Cooing at he small sleepy face you made as you brushed the sleep from your eyes.

“Baby, wake up” Wanda whispered

“you need to get changed my love.” Nat cooed.

Your eyes snapping open, you looked down, feeling the dampness.

“Wands i-im so sorry” you stammered pulling away, tears rolling down your cheeks. Before either of them could react you hopped up and ran into the bathroom, locking the door. The two of them could hear your sobs as you lost touch with reality.

The soft knocking on the door turned to banging as you heard your mother yelling at you.

“Look what you’ve done now you brat.”

Breaths came short and fast as you struggled to breathe. The pain in your abdomen tightening as you felt more blood coat your legs. Your head spun.

Where were Nat and Wanda?

After hearing your breathing shorten, Wanda made the decision, using her powers she undid the lock and the two girls looked into the small room. You sat in the corner shaking and struggling the breathe.

Carefully Wanda approached you, your thoughts loud, she knew what was happening. Carefully she took you hand in hers, drawing circles on your palm.

“Baby, honey look at me.” Your eyes met her green ones, still looking frantic.

“Your not there. Your not there anymore. She’s gone, love. She can’t hurt you anymore.”

“Copy my breathing love.” Nat said squatting by your other side. Wanda showered your with praise and love while you shakily drew a deep breath with Nat’s guidance.

After your breathing settled, Wanda picked you up under the arms and hoisted you onto the counter, where she stripped your soiled clothes for the second time that day. Your cheeks turned dark red as you looked at the puddle of blood you left on the floor. Which Nat had begun to clean. Carefully Wanda pulled your chin so your face was pointed at hers, and not at Nat.

“No. Love, eyes on me. Don’t worry about what Natty doing.” Your eyes were downcast as she tilted your head with her thumb. “Where are those beautiful eyes my sweet girl.” When your eyes met hers she smiled kindly at you.

“Now do you want me to shower with you?” The words had no deeper meaning, she simply offered the comfort.

You shook your head. Making her frown.

“Why not, love?”

“Don’t wanna make you dirty” both girls froze. Nat looked up.

“Oh my heart, your not dirty. And Wanda needs a shower as well now.” Nat cooed.

Your heart rate picked up as you remembered her leg.

“No. No. None of that now.” Wanda shushed, stripped her clothes and pulling you into the shower. Nat went to find more painkillers, not missing the grimace when Wanda had picked you up.

After another shower and change, all three of you were laid on the bed again.

You picked absently-mindedly at the sheets loose threads as Wanda and Nat watched you. Tears pricked your eyes as you felt more blood bleed out. Wanda kissed your knuckles and Nat pulled you in for a hug.

“We love you sweetheart. Now go to sleep.”

Periods sucked, but at least you weren’t alone. You had the two best girlfriends you could ever ask for.

Master list

[legacyshenanigans]

Ominis did something bad, something very very bad, unforgivable, unpronounceable, he lost control of himself, let his anger rule him and now he's losing his mind. He can't think of anyone else to help him but his brother

What would Marvolo do?

(PD you're amazing 🖤🖤🖤)

Oof, I like this 👀🐍

(you're far too kind, thank you 💜)

I Didn't Know Who Else To Turn To🐍

Gonna undercut this, just incase people don't wanna see Ominis freaking out because he killed someone lol.

Marvolo sat in his room at his desk, writing, when his door suddenly flung open hitting the wall, he flinched and turned seeing Ominis stood there, looking terrified, his face puffy from crying, shaking. A black eye already forming and a bloodied nose. He stumbled into the room.

Ominis: Marvolo? MARVOLO!?

Marvolo: *frowns and stands* Yes yes I'm here! What's wrong with you?! What's happend? You look a fucking wreck.

Ominis held out his hand, approaching Marvolo and gripping his collar.

Ominis: *shakey breath* I...I killed someone.

Marvolo: *confused shock* What?! You?

Ominis: Yes me! M-Marvolo I'm freaking out!! *starts crying*

Marvolo: *grabs Ominis by the shoulders* Hey hey hey!! Shhhh, breathe!

Marvolo starts doing breaths, urging Ominis to copy him, which he did, but it was still very evident he was a mess, still shaking like crazy.

Marvolo: ....What happened?

Ominis: I.. I cut through the woods on my way home..A-And I was attacked by some guy. He threw me to the floor and started..B-Beating me.. And I just..I..I just SNAPPED!!! *Starts crying again*

Marvolo: Ominis focus, fooocus...C'mon!

Ominis: He's dead, Marvolo! That's all I know now at this point ok?! I..Used a fucking unforgivable..And now the man's dead..*let's out a long drawn-out shakey sigh*

Marvolo: Listen to me..Did you leave the body?

Ominis: Y-Yes.

Marvolo: ...Do you think you could find your way back to it?

Ominis: I..I dont know!! I just r-ran home as fast as I could!!

Marvolo: OK OK shhh. Where abouts did this happen?

Ominis: I-It..Must of happened maybe a couple of minutes after I entered the woods, from the Hogsmeade side. You know the old path behind the..A-Abandoned house?

Marvolo: Mhmm, alright...Me and Rerek will take a walk there right now, and find the body, I'll handle it...

Ominis: M-Marvolo..I...I'm NOT a killer! I'm not I'M NOT!! *distraught expression*

Marvolo: *grabs Ominis and hugs him, with Ominis clinging to him, crying again* Oi..Shhh..I know..You were attacked..It is what it is *moves back putting his hands on his shoulders again* Listen to me, Ominis..Nobody is going to know, ok? I will sort it out..And if you EVER feel the need to talk about it, talk to ME, alright? We shall keep this between us..You did what you had to do..

Ominis: D-Don't say that..I lost control..I..Can't fucking believe I did that..*another shakey breath and he closes his eye's*

Marvolo: Ominis..It happend..Its done..Try your BEST to move it to the back of your mind..TRY..Yeah?

Ominis: *nods his head aggressively* ...I..I didn't know who else to turn to..

Marvolo: Well...You chose well, coming to me..

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[herejusttosufferalong]

I think DM mentioned this in that bizarre video they did (half truths are harder to expose than lies) & after a quick look online, it checks out -

The idea that celebs / influences call backgrid seems to be a misconception. It's a photo hosting site that paps can upload to, and then the pictures are sold to the highest bidder, like eBay.

With that in mind, If the photos were uploaded to backgrid it's assumed they were taken by a pap. If it was any 'reputable pap (complete oxymoron I know), it would have been in their interests to take photos of other people leaving that party. The more they upload, the more they can sell.

So yeah, I'm not sure what I'm saying here. It just seems odd & even less like a normal pap situation than it did before / more like a DM orchestrated situation (aided by someone on A / L's side of things)

I've said 'pap' too much.

Let's say that no one called Backgrid and the photog hung around waiting for the pics, with the possibility of not actually getting them, of an at best B level celebrity and his rumored gf that may or may not be at the event with him.

Love L but he is not at the same level as N, JB, PD, or JRP. These actors are operating on a different level.

Pics of N would be of higher value especially if she was caught with someone they could "link" to her as a SO.

The idea that a highly sought after pap waited around for those sad pics of L and A and wasn't paid prior to getting those pathetic photos is absolutely laughable.

DM was really trying to push this narrative and people were buying into it.

The pap walk was set up but by who???

[enha-hirose]

ENHYPEN KAI HIROSE'S PROFILE

Personal Information:

Stage Name: Artemis

Birth Name: Kai Hirose (히로세)

Date of Birth: April 17, 2001

Position: FOTG, Main Rapper, Lead Vocal, and Main Dancer.

Nicknames: Riri, Ari, Rosey, Hiro, and Kai

Zodiac Sign: Aries

MBTI: INTJ

Nationality: Korean-Japanese

Training Period: 2 and a half year

Blood Type: B

Facts about her:

Hirose was born in Tokyo, Japan but her family also maintains a residence in Seoungbukdong Village, Seoul, Korea, thus, allowing them to be able to travel back and forth between two countries.

Hirose's father holds the position of CEO at a prominent Japanese multinational investment holding company while her mother is a renowned chef. In addition, Hirose has an older brother who is two years older than her and who is also actively engaged in the business world.

Kai is a proud cat mom to two feline companions, Tsuki (Moon) and Hoshi (Star), who undoubtedly hold a special place in her heart.

She has a passion for baking pastries, using it as her love language to express affection.

Not only does Hirose demonstrate proficiency in classical instruments such as the violin, piano, and cello, but she has also delved into the realm of martial arts, having learned taekwondo and honed her equestrian skills through horseback riding.

She has a driving license and a pokemon collection (mostly pikachu).

However, it's Hirose's early fascination with archery that truly sets her apart. Starting at a young age, she dedicated herself to the sport, mastering the art to such an extent that she was able to compete at prestigious events like the Tokyo Olympics and the SEA Games, making her nation proud as she won gold medals in both events.

She is a huge fan of Red Velvet and BTS.

She was casted by Big Hit Entertainment when Hirose caught the eye of BANG PD himself during a BTS concert in Japan who recognize her overflowing potential.

She made a surprising lovely appearance in the BTS Highlight Reel, assuming the roles of J-Hope and Jimin's partner. Her exposure made her earn a substantial and passionate fanbase. From then, J-hope and Jimin immediately took her under their wing and treated her as their little sister.

She had a cameo and acted in the movie "The King" in her pre-debut.

She spent 2 years of intensive training with TXT which solidified the bond between Hirose and the members. The boys were actually hoping and looking forward for Hirose to be their female member.

She ranked 1st in the final episode of I-Land.

Hirose is often described as a tsundere, displaying a mix of a tough exterior and a warm, caring interior, revealing her softer side to those close to her. Despite her initial aloofness, her actions and gestures speak volumes about the genuine affection she holds for her friends and loved ones.

The I-Land trainees affectionately nicknamed Hirose as "Archer Siren" due to her exceptional talents, combining her mastery in archery with a voice so enchanting it's reminiscent of a siren's call. The trainees also acknowledge her as an all-rounder.

In the 1st episode of I-Land, Hirose and Heeseung were in a powerful sub-unit that left everyone in awe. Their synergy and breathtaking performance not only earned them full votes and set a high standard for the competition right from the start.

Hirose has forged strong bonds with all ITZY members, fostering particularly close friendships with Ryujin and Yeji, Aespa's Karina, IVE's Yujin and Gaeul, StayC's Isa, Viviz's SinB, and Red Velvet's Wendy and Irene.

Hirose has endeared herself to fans not just for her artistic talents but also for her pure and compassionate heart. Demonstrating her commitment to philanthropy, she donated 50 million won to aid the victims of a devastating forest fire in Gangwondo. On February 14th, 2023, she extended her generosity further, contributing another 50 million won to support those affected by the earthquake in Turkey.

Likes: classical music, mocha bread, rose tteokbokki, spicy and savory flavors, Harry Potter series, baking, traveling, coffee, photography, color green and blue, archery, and painting.

Dislikes: dust (she is allergic), tapping noises, injustice, unreliable and arrogant people, mint choco (she can tolerate it), loud crowds, disorganization, crying, invasive paparazzi or fans, and selfishness.

[bi-bard]

You'll Be the Oxygen I Need - Jay Halstead Imagine [Chicago PD]

Title: You'll Be the Oxygen I Need

Pairing: Jay Halstead X Reader

Based On: Tethered

Word Count: 1,050 words

Warning(s): nightmares, mention of kidnapping

Summary: After a case takes a bad turn, Jay is taken hostage by the very person that the team had been chasing. The peace of getting him back only lasts for a few hours before the aftereffects start to rear their ugly head.

Author's Note: I don't really have anything to say... hi!

Part One of "April" [Release Date: 5/3/2023]

Part Three of "April" [Release Date: 5/7/2023]

YEARBOOK - SLEEPING AT LAST WRITING CHALLENGE MASTERLIST

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I could remember so much of the case so clearly.

I could remember every choice I made. Every word spoken and path taken and mistake made.

I could remember the fear that consumed my entire body when no one could find Jay. I remember shaking and feeling like my entire body had frozen over.

I couldn't move for a little while. I just went completely numb as my mind raced through a thousand nightmares, all of them ending with me losing Jay forever.

I was snapped out of it in a matter of minutes. My freezing was of no use to anyone.

I didn't rest for a moment. I barely ate and when I did, I was still working. I didn't sit down at all. I didn't sleep at all. My defense was that he didn't get the chance to sleep, so I couldn't either.

Jay spent a few days in the hospital after we found him.

I spent my few hours away from his side cleaning our place and making some food and treats so he had something nice when he got back.

Driving him home was a strange experience. Just a matter of days ago, I was scared that I'd never see him again. Now, I was glancing over at him in my passenger seat. He was sitting there and grinning at me like nothing had ever happened.

"You alright," Jay asked after a few minutes.

I blinked a few times. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine."

"Really?" he pushed.

"You just got out of the hospital and you're worrying about me?"

He nodded. "Yup."

"Well, stop it."

"Nope," he replied. "Worrying about you is kind of my thing. And you just spent days worrying about me."

I reached over and laid my hand over his. "I am perfectly fine. I understand that you like taking care of me, but it's my turn to take care of you, got it? Let me do the checking in for a while."

"Okay."

I pulled his hand over and pressed a kiss to his knuckles.

We got home a few minutes later. Jay went to change and go to bed, grumbling about how hard it was to sleep in that hospital bed. I grabbed some water and a little bit of food and put them on the bedside table.

Once I knew that he was settled and that his phone was nearby, I was ready to walk away.

He grabbed my hand. "Where are you going?"

"I was gonna call Voight and let him know what's going on," I explained. "Probably go try to finish up some work. I kinda abandoned it for a few days."

"Can that wait," he asked. "Lay down with me."

I grinned. "Let me at least call Voight. Then, I'm all yours."

He nodded, letting my hand go.

When I came back, Jay was half-asleep. He blinked a few extra times, trying to look a little more awake than he was.

"You can go to sleep," I chuckled as I crawled under the covers with him.

"Wanted to wait for you," he pulled me closer to him, resting his head on my chest with his arms tight around my torso. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," I mumbled, running my finger along the hair on the back of his neck.

I wasn't sure that I would ever be able to doze off. I was still just so worried. Worried that I would open my eyes and he would be missing again. Still gone or taken again or that we found him and he had already been killed. The thought made it hard for me to feel safe enough to close my eyes.

I spent most of that time checking on him. Watching his breathing and waiting for the moment that I needed to jump up and help with something.

I had barely let my mind drift away from me when I was pushed awake. I jumped a bit, not fully comprehending what was happening at first. I shoved myself up.

Jay was pushed against the headboard, breathing frantic and eyes wide.

"Jay..."

He looked over at me. I moved to sit next to him, facing him properly. It took a few seconds for him to react to my presence, but when he did, he dragged himself forward, wrapping his arms tightly around me. He hid his face in my shoulder, trying to hide that he had started crying.

"It's alright," I mumbled. "I've got you. I promise. I'm here."

I didn't stop whispering my quiet, comforting messages until I heard him trying to speak.

"Hey," I leaned back, cupping the sides of his face so he would look at me. "What is it?"

"I'm sorry," he muttered.

"Hey, hey," I ran my thumbs along his cheekbones. "You don't need to apologize. You have no reason to apologize for any of this. I promise. You have nothing to feel sorry about. I am here to help you and take care of you. That's not a one-way thing."

I saw his shoulders fall.

I leaned forward and kissed his forehead. His hands moved up to hold mine in place. I kept my lips pressed to his forehead for a few more seconds before leaning back.

"Do you wanna talk about it," I asked.

Jay shook his head.

"Do you need anything at all?"

"I just... I want to go back to sleep," he mumbled.

I glanced at the window. We had gotten home sometime in the afternoon, but it was completely dark now.

"Okay," I nodded.

I let my hands fall from his face so he could lie down. He laid on his back, eyes trained on bouncing around different spots along the ceiling.

I laid next to him. I grabbed one of his hands and brought it up so I could kiss the back of it. He turned to me. I grinned at him.

"I love you," I said as I moved closer to him.

"I love you too."

My other arm wrapped around his torso. His free hand touched my forearm, gently tracing a line back and forth along my skin.

All I wanted to do was bring him some peace. The same peace that he had offered me so many times.

Maybe one day I would finally feel like I had.

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