#acid crying

[acidanser444]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSkidaddle Skidoodle

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTo keep thy sane I doodle,

ㅤ   ㅤㅤㅤBut that thing doesn't work

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤMy brain is now a noodle

[aaabatteryy]

Barista!Dazai trying to cheer up assassin!Chuuya with spooky latte art, then when he realizes that Chuuya ends up staring into his cup with a really confused face wondering what the heck he's looking at, he ends up making lil kitties in Chuuya's drink from then on.

Dazai can tell Chuuya's straining to not smile. Naturally, since Chuuya has to keep up his scary appearance. Chuuya quits ordering those americanos and sticks to lattes for the (sometimes) cursed latte art, and sometimes he even just leaves his drink untouched and wonders if it's weird to feel bad for drinking it because it'll destroy the kitty??

Chuuya also thinking it's a dang shame he's still obligated to take out Dazai, because it means one day Chuuya will never return, the coffeeshop will spontaneously close down without a word as to why, and he'll never get to see the latte art made by Dazai's own hands again.

Maybe because I never claimed Chuuya would successfully assassinate Dazai and what would become of them hehehe

I COULD GO ON AND ON. SIGH.

PLEASE GO ON 🙏🙏🙏🙏 I COULD LISTEN FOREVER THEY'RE SO CUTE

i need to study your brain in a lab

ALSO WHERE ARE THOSE LATTE ARTS FROM THEYRE CUUUTE

[bookinit02]

i have no words. i am smiling ear to ear i am kicking my feet giggling we are BACK. there’s literally no other interpretation 0 ambiguity THEY’RE DOING THIS. and they’re doing it WELL.

[pjharvey-moved]

i would love to idk be in a forum with a bunch of people who were in relationships where one partner opened up the relationship to Save the Relationship then the other partner actually dated other people while the original person who suggested an open relationship did not date anyone else and cried themselves to sleep at night bc this is like literally a trope but im the only person i know irl who it’s happened to. i was NOT the pathetic person crying themselves to sleep to clarify i was the person flirting with other girls on tinder every day while my pathetic toxic agegap boyfriend got sad. it was the most slay part of that relationship. i’m hazarding a guess that this is what happened to the couple that gave away their polysecure books for free. if you are opening up a relationship as a last resort to keep from breaking up it’s already over.

[b0amagination]

Tastes of Whumptober: Day 3

Fingerprints

“You’re going to make the perfect secret weapon for me. Why shouldn’t I?”

“For you, what the hell?!” He pulled back from the detective, heart pounding in his throat. “We’re doing this together. That’s what we agreed from the start.”

“Yes, of course, but we agreed on different roles. You knew this would require sacrifice. You aren’t backing out on me now, are you?”

Of course carrying out the crimes would be more difficult, even with the detective planning them all. He eyed the bottle of acid: entirely out of place in his friend’s tidy kitchen.

“No, I just- I’ll wear gloves. That’s an option we established as well.”

“In summer? What happened to being inconspicuous, hm?”

“Nobody’s going to see me-”

“Oh, I didn’t know we agreed to kill witnesses now.” A bitter laugh slipped out from behind sneering lips. “Listen to me. We’re too close. If they suspect the secretary, the detective he clings to loses all credibility. And god forbid you get arrested… I’ll bail you out and beat you senseless myself.”

Their partner snapped to attention at that last sentence, lips parting to say something, but no words came to mind except…

“You’re scary when you get like this,” he breathed and, to his relief, the detective deflated a bit.

“I just can’t risk you leaving behind proof. Even if we tucked your hair away, a strand could fall out. It’s safer not to have any. Same with fingerprints. We should only have to maintain it every month or so, alright? You can do that for me.”

He faltered but nodded, still trembling as the other slid on a pair of thick rubber gloves and carefully poured the acid into the dish. Then they stood up.

“Your hand.” It extended, palm up, allowing them to lean over his shoulder and turn it over. The secretary held his breath and squeezed his eyes shut as a harsh grip forced his hand down.

“Fuck! Fuck, oh my god!!!” The burn started as a tingling before slamming against him, tearing a violent scream from his lungs. “Stop, stop, stop-!” He pulled and turned to beg his friend, but his tears were met only with a sick grin that made him freeze. His hand was released after a few seconds more, but he couldn’t move.

“For good measure,” they said, grabbing a towel to wipe dripping acid from swollen fingertips.

“Owwww! Don’t touch those!” Further pain snapped him out of it, but his hand was still forced up to be examined, soft squeezes forcing out hisses and whimpers.

“Looks good. Come on, let’s get the next over with.”

He was still heaving for breath to respond with when the detective tried to grasp his other wrist, but he finally wrenched it away.

“What’s gotten into you?!” The secretary stood to face the other, still cradling his throbbing hand. “Do you enjoy this? Because I sure as hell don’t.” 

“And if I did?” A brow challenged him and, in the moment of stunned silence, they lunged for his forearm. They twirled him and twisted the arm up against his back, still pushing forward.

“Fuck off, let me go- ghh!” The impact with the table forced the breath from his lungs and power he’d never felt folded him over the surface, landing dangerously close to the acid. A drop spilled onto the tablecloth and melted a hole right through.

“I wouldn’t have to hold you if you’d stop struggling,” they called down darkly, already with his other hand in theirs. “Now if you don’t spread out your fingers I’ll dip them anyway, you understand?”

His clenched fist quickly relaxed. And then the acid washed over him all over again, taking away every thought until he was curled up on the ground, screaming, sobbing, staring at his inflamed hands.

When the detective stepped closer, he scrambled away.

“Shhhh, hey. I was just kidding with you, you know.” They held out a hand, thought better of it, and lifted him by the shoulders instead. “Learn to take a joke.” 

He was unsteady on his feet, but he could stand. They rubbed his head and took him gently by the elbow.

“Come on. Let’s get those washed off and bandaged up. You’ve got a few days off to look forward to.”

[sentfromwolves]

"Wanna go ahead and find out how that ends?"

[20001541]

baby afo would've never given his mother a moment of peace if she had raised him. he would've been one of those babies that tries to tear down the door when the mother wants to go to the restroom for three minutes. only he's a baby that has the power to so mom just watches him melt the door and walk in asking to be carried.

look at him, you can tell he would've been a whole menace to raise

[perilegs]

have they made sour candy weaker or have i become immune

[lil-ol-shipper]

My love letter to Death's Door

First of all, I suck at video games, I don't play them enough nor do I finish or follow through. Picture the worst person playing an RPG fighting game and that's me.

So the idea of me not only completing this game but also falling in love with it is crazy. Even when I wanted to tear my hair out every time I saw that fucking "Death" title card. I fell in love with the lore, characters, soundtrack, and it's humor. God I got so attached to the characters I almost cried so many times in this game. The characters, though they were in a fantasy world with magic and immortal souls, were relatable and had their own quirks that they stood out from each other really well. I devoured everything about this game and I'm still hungry for more. There's so much in this game that it could take one hours to go through all of its nooks and crannies of little easter eggs and details.

No other game has done to me what Death's Door has, which was it made me invested in it as a whole. It was so unnecessarily hard but still easy to play for a measly little shit like me. I get it, sometimes it stays under people's radar as it came out in 2021 and looked like every other indie fighting game. It sure did for me, but I don't what made me buy it I just wanted something new and different rather than play Hollow Knight or Animal Crossing again for the 100th time this month.

I love indie games, each has it's own unique aesthetic and you can tell the aesthetic this game goes for and it hits to a T. I was really sad when I found out that all of their vinyls and concept art that Devolver Digital had on their merch store was sold out :(

I could talk about this game's lore for hours. The same goes for the great soundtrack. No one else I know has even heard of this game. Whenever I try to explain it, they kind of just nod and look at me weird. Oh, you're fine with playing games like Zelda and Diablo IV, but this little crow with a sword and his little green friends make you frown?! What?!

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk (autistic rant).

[littler3d]

Not me ugly sobbing to the maroon five venom/eddie edit

[whumpty-dumpty]

Bonus Lady Whump:

Coronation Street 27th March 2023

requested by @theofficialdramallama

You can watch the episode here.

[acidanser444]

Ah yes...life

Welp, it's been a month since my last Halloween post and I'm back with a Kaeya edit, guys : D

I've spent this time dealing with all sorts of university stuff and simply didn't have enough energy & motivation to make decent arts (just sketches and doodles), also, as it is already December we'll have a winter exam session...very soon...

And the situation won't change probably :_)

P.s. I cannot remember how many all-nighters I've already pulled, my heads a lil bit cranky =)

[royalarmyofoz]

i forgot how much i love yoko ono's music<3

[alectothinker]

tagged by @toastsnaffler !! 🫶🫶

rules: list your five all time favorite films and have people vote on which one matches your vibe

no pressure tags: @jademaomi @4phr0d17e @bbboar @lady-tabris @lockedinthelabyrinth and anyone who wants 2 do this! :-) (please tag me i wanna see yall polls hehehhe)

[raccoonscribbles]

Can He Save Them

@gay-dorito-dust for supporting the idea :) I was the anon, I don’t know why it went anon that was not on purpose @sweetheartlizzie07 because they said they wanted to read it, and btw it was inspired by Andrew Garfield y’know

warnings because it is a handful; Crying, Kidnapping, Screaming, Panic Attacks, Death, Acid, Denial, and tell me if you find more please

also, if you find a section that says she/her pronouns, tell me. That’s how I’m used to writing but I’m trying to switch to they/them. But I do still use girlfriend in this fic, I don’t like using partner because it seems kind of weird to me, any suggestions and I’ll change it

Also, it’s an angst fic

”My girlfriend has been kidnapped,” Billy said to Rosa, “Why would I not freak out?! How could someone know I’m Shazam! What did I do wrong?!”

“Billy, calm down,” Rosa hugged him, he was crying, then then the news channel sent out an emergency video to be watched.

Everyone turned to see it.

“Hey, Shazam,” a man in a black mask said, staring at the screen in front of him.

“I hope you’re seeing this, because, I’m not doing it again. But your poor dearest Y/n is with me and, I’m assuming you want them back, yes?” He chuckled, “Either, you give me your powers, or they die, or both! It is your choice, I know you love them, and how easily I could snap their little neck would hurt, would it not?” Then it switched back to the news.

Billy was having a panic attack on the floor, Rosa was in front of him, he was sobbing, he could not breathe, his whole body trembling.

“Billy, Breathe.” Rosa said, “I know people hate getting told that, but please try.”

He did, he really did.

“You go save your girlfriend, okay? But the others are not home, so it’s just you.”

“I..” He leaned into his mothers embrace, unable to bare his hurt.

•••

Shazam saw Y/n, tied up, upside down, about to fall into a pool of acid.

“Hey, where’s the staff?” The guy asked, his voice way squeaker than before.

“You sound so menacing,” Shazam chuckled.

“That’s what they said to!” He whined, “Now, where is the staff?”

“You don’t have it?” Shazam stared at him.

“No, I don’t, which means,” he pulled a lever and Y/n fell in, Shazam screamed.

“And to know it’s all your fault,” he grinned, disappearing with a snap.

Shazam stared into the bucket of acid, they were in there, he flew up, pulled the rope that held them, tying it up so they hung up, he untied them, holding their body.

He then flew away from the acid, down to a pond at a park and placed them in, acid going everywhere, they was dead, he was sobbing.

“No, that’s not fair!” He cried, “Y/n! Y/n!”

The commotion was heard and people went over, Victor stared at Y/n and Shazam.

Freddy went over, staring.

•••

Billy had shut everyone out of his life, he would no longer go on missions, anything, he just hated the thought.

He killed his girlfriend, his love, the person he could always rely on. The person he adored, he trusted.

Their funeral was today, he was crying and sobbing, but their body was not found in the casket, their mother screamed.

Billy had gone silent, his crying stopped, he said nothing, the ring he had in his pocket. The one he was going to propose to them with today if they still had been able to go on that date.

It was a mystery, no one understood. Billy had never been more freaked out, where were they?

•••

Billy was crying in his room, when the door rang to the house. He just so happened to be the only one home. He went downstairs and answered it.

“Hello, honey.” Y/n’s mother smiled, “I’ve got something to tell you…”

[tamagotchikgs]

i just woke up n i feel so bad both mentally and physically i dont know whats going on