#andidotes

[catacomas]

i can feel it working

[silviakundera]

Lust Love in the Desert ep 2 reaction (spoilers)

ML is like.., hmm this chill and kind lady saved my life, should I betray and rob her anyway?

yeah he's totally gonna.

This guy's a dick

Stab hiiiiiiiim!!! come on girl, look at that hair line he's not worth it

yes she's onto him. I'd approve except she's letting him live

FL tells off the caravan while ML watches, then she leaves him and runs into new trouble. It's the scoundrel from the Dead Zone, Ruo Wen. Still evil and sexy.

Can't believe our married ladies will reunite already. ???

ML follows for the special scroll but is he gonna have a crisis of conscience & decide to save the girl?

Bandit leader guy is being all rapey but ML naturally saves the girl EXCEPT THEY DON'T KILL HIM because no one in this drama kills their enemies, just extras and people's moms 😒

lmaoooooooooo ML and FL are escaping very slowly on horseback and she's all drugged by rapey bandit master so they're talking softly to each other and she's clutching at him and then they're tumbling down a sand dune until she's sprawled on top of him. it's AMAZING 10/10 stuff right here

Ruo Wen, bandit leader extraordinaire, has gone to grab the 2nd FL because she doesn't have the protagonist halo. Sorry 2FL! 🤷

Back to our main couple, our valiant princess has to reach Yunpei in 5 days but the andidote will make her pass out for 7 days... We are in a tailor-made "made them do it" situation, all battle stations ready

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[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

(iv)

Gh...O-Okay...! Gah...E-Enoshima...a-and Organization Zetsubou! They're in New Kanai Ward with Director Hellsmile! H-He gave them refuge a-after the explosion that destroyed their factory base!

New Kanai Ward? Huh...Where is that?

...! Ngh...Grr...

Anyone home?

P-Please...! AAGH! I-If I tell you...E-Enoshima and the D-Director will kill me!

If you DON'T tell me, Enoshima and this "Hellsmile" guy won't get the PLEASURE...

AAAGGH! HAAH! A-Alright! I...GRRGH! There are...coordinates! On...On my phone!

...!

*Hanami hurries to the other side of the room with the Peacekeepers possessions, and quickly finds his phone.

Password?

73011!

Hm...7...3...0...11!

*Hanami opens the phone, and scrolls through the apps. She opens up some notes on the device, with some instructions and coordinates.

Huh...So this Hellsmile person seems to be reaching out. What's his goal in all this?

RGGH! H-He-!

A-Actually, I don't really care. So...Enoshima is at this New Kanai Ward place?

Is there some way that I could send her like...a parcel?

H-Huh!? AAAAH! Urgh...NHHHRRRGGH!

The noises aren't helpful, you know?

GAGH! RGH! W-We use...our own private channels! AGH! Th-There's one in town! Th-The address is on the phone!

Ah, so it is...Wow, that's inconspicuous.

Alright. See, that wasn't so hard, was it?

AGH! H-Help me! Th-The ANDIDOTE!

Ah, right...I did say I would relieve you of the pain once I was done.

H-HUH!?

*CLICK!*

!!!??

Get some rest...

*BANG!*

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[New Kanai Ward, 3 Days Later...]

Director Hellsmile?

Hm?

There's...a parcel here. It's addressed to...Ms. Enoshima.

Huh? Why would...?

I-I don't know sir! But...i-it came with specific instructions. To be delivered directly to her! I-I don't know who it came from, but...it was from one of our channels, so...

A Slice of Life

[A Financial Office, Minato City, 12:39pm]

Advisor: Alright, that should be about everything...

*Two figures sit in the office of a financial advisor agency; a space cluttered with stacks of paper and a few framed certificates on the wall. A worn desk separated her from the Financial Advisor himself, a man in his late fifties. His glasses perched on the tip of his nose as he reviews the paperwork spread out before him.

Financial Advisor: So, Mrs. Tendo, it looks like you’re in a pretty good spot. You’ve been contributing steadily to your pension for years, and between that and your savings, you should have a comfortable cushion...Um...

*SNOOOOREE...*

Advisor: Um...Mrs...Tendo?

*SNOOOOOREE...*

Advisor: Mrs. Tendo!

*POP!*

Bah...!?

*The middle-aged woman sitting opposite him lazes back in her seat, having somehow entered a deep sleep at some point through the conversation. The Advisors probing wakes her up, and she rubs her eyes.

Ah...sorry...I've been losing sleep these last few nights...

Advisor: That's a shame...Were you perhaps worried about our meeting today?

Not really...It's just part of life, and I'm getting old...

Advisor: Would you...like me to repeat what I said?

No. I still heard you. You said that between my contributions and my savings, I should have a comfortable cushion...Right?

Advisor: Um...yes...but how did you-?

Comfortable. That's the word everyone uses...the goal they all assume we should strive for. But I wonder what comfort really means?

Is it just about having enough money to get by? Or is it something more, like finding a way to fill the empty hours?

Advisor: Um...Mrs. Tendo?

Ah, never mind...Like I said, I'm getting old. I'm rambling like a moron.

In any case, that's good to hear. I’ve always been a saver. My husband used to joke that I’d hide pennies under the mattress if I could.

Advisor: Well, that’s paid off. You’ve got enough to start thinking about your next chapter, whether that’s traveling or just enjoying some hobbies without worrying too much.

Hm...

You know...I’ve been thinking a lot about what comes next...I mean, I'm happy for retirement and all, but...I feel like I've not got much else to do these days.

Advisor: Pardon for the personal questions, ma'am, but...do you have any family? Maybe you could spend time with them?

Nope. I used to live with my husband and my daughter...I lost both of them during the Tragedy.

Advisor: I see...My apologies, ma'am.

Psh...Don't worry about it, it's not like YOU killed 'em...

Advisor: Well, I suppose it was rather cathartic for you then when the perpetrator for the Tragedy was brought to justice.

...Why would that be?

Advisor: Huh? W-Well...

You heard about what happened up in Hiroshima not too long ago, right? That factory explosion?

Advisor: Yes, I did.

Well, rumor has it that that explosion was part of a bigger conspiracy, which is why the Future Foundation actively involved themselves in suppressing tensions. And many are saying that Junko Enoshima is back, thanks to some leaked info from inside.

Advisor: Um...

Not to mention the fact that Izuru Kamukura and Mukuro Ikusaba, and everyone else who helped Enoshima, are still out there...It's hard to be totally at peace with all these rumors...

I mean, I don't know whether to believe 'em or not, but...it doesn't do my heart any good.

Advisor: I see what you mean. But unfortunately, I'm not the right person to help dispel your beliefs or worries. You'll need a different kind of consultant for that.

Right...

My original point was...after all these years of routine, it’s hard to imagine starting fresh, you know? I’ve always been the one holding things together, keeping the house running, looking after everyone else.

Now that it’s just me, it’s…different.

Advisor: I get it. It’s a big change, and it’s not just about money. But think of it this way. You’ve built something solid here, a foundation. Now, you get to decide what you want to build on top of it. No rush, no pressure.

I suppose that’s true. Maybe I’ll give that book club a try. At the very least, it’s something different.

Advisor: I think that’s a great start, Mrs. Thompson. And remember, you’ve got options. Financially and otherwise. You’ve earned it.

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...

*The Saturday morning sun filtered through the canopy of trees lining the town square, casting dappled light on the stalls of the local farmer’s market. The air is thick with the scent of fresh bread, ripe apples, and earthy herbs. Hanami navigated her way through the familiar aisles, her woven basket tucked snugly under her arm.

Hey, Fushimi. You in?

Fushimi the Baker: Ah! Well, if it isn’t my best customer! I set this one aside for you, Hanami. Fresh out of the oven this morning!

*Fushimi gives Hanami a loaf of her favorite sourdough.

Heh...You know me too well. That's a bit dangerous, huh?

Fushimi: Oh come on, what kind of man do you take me for? Besides, it's not like I'm the only one who recognizes you in this part of town. So, what’s new with you? Still walking those same early morning routes?

You know me...I like to stick to what I know. Though…I did get invited to a book club the other day. Still thinking it over.

Fushimi: Now that’s something new. You should go for it! Can’t live on bread alone, right?

...But I like bread.

Fushimi: Hah! Yeah, well, me too! In case me making a profession out if it didn't make that obvious!

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*SNOOOORE...*

???: You really should stop doing that.

Ah!?

[swearto]

The whole ozbert stuff on your blog looks like voltron discourse and I really have to cringe at that lol. It's fictional my god why can't people just accept that it's fictional and if people use their brains it's obvious that it's not ok in rl ofc but it's. A damn fictional ship. Omg. (PS.: when did Vincent kiss a 16 years old??? Ada is 18, Charlotte is like what? 27? Noise is a lot older than him too? About this I'm just. Really confused.)

ah yes, i, speaking out agaisnt pedophillia, is cringy. calm down bro

[sugarbundust]

Please Let Me Out My worst enemy is myself {Lyrics}

Waste away another day And know that I have no one else to help And I hope you can tell I have no soul to sell In this dungeon I dwell Living life in the depths of hell (Living life in the depths of hell) It's like a black hole Like an endless road I've tried to clumb out of this mess But I'm still trapped inside my head I'm so cold I need an antidote I need a sign to keep it up Give me one more pick me up I'm about to explode Maybe implode, I don't know (I don't know) Take a sip, make it cold Feel the burn right down my throat And I hope you can tell I have no soul to sell In this dungeon I dwell Living life in the depths of hell It's like a black hole LIKE AN ENDLESS ROAD I TRY TO CLIMB OUT OF THIS MESS BUT I'M STILL TRAPPED INSIDE MY HEAD I'M SO COLD I NEED AN ANDIDOTE I NEED A SIGN TO KEEP IT UP GIVE ME ONE MORE PICK ME UP (Oh, like an endless road) (I've tried to climb out of this mess) (But I'm still trapped inside my head) (I'm so cold) (I need an antidote) (I need a sign to keep it up) (Give me one more pick me up)

[voicefromthecorner]

Tamao Sasai open-mouthed grinning at us in an almost terrifying way during the high-stakes final day is just the andidote to all the dour drama of the conflict ahead that we needed. I think. Hopefully someone needs it.

[edyacouky]

Anxious!Alpha!Jason

I was rethinking about a post today and I was imagine an aboverse with the Batfamilly.

The post was about aboverse. Telling something about alpha being the provider it was a shame that there is no more fic about alpha being the motherhen instead of omega. 

 Ok so I can’t remember where I read this post so if someone can give me a link, thank you very much :) 

In my head, rut and heat don’t make alpha and omega mindless with only the desire to making children. They can still think, but their hormones messed with their attitude (cry more easly, yell for nothing, can be more horny too).

So taking this two things here what I was thinking :

The story was : 

Jason (who is Red Hood and not Robin) is an alpha. During a mission against Crane he is poisoned by fear gaz. His familly suceed give him an andidote but unfortunatly his rut comes messing the process of healing.

After injection of the andidote, Jason is not paralysed by the fear anymore but because of his rut he is hyper anxious and can’t simply chill even if he know that he exagerate.

Like :

He will make food for everyone. Almost force Tim to eat anything else that coffee. 

Want know where is everyone, if they are safe. When they go to patrol and he can’t (because he is too unstable) he almost harass them via the com so they tell him if they are alright. 

When Damian scent become to change because he will present, Jason refuse to let him outside his side, try convince Bruce that Damian have to stay on the Manor (”Jason, scent start changing week sometimes month before presenting” “He will be safer here at the Manor” “Dick, Tim and you present at school and nothing bad happen” “What if something bad happen?!” “Damian know how defend himself and school would not want risk loose my donations” “He should stay here.”)

So just a cute story with anxious alpha!Jason who know he is doing too much but can’t help himself and his familly who wish that he can’t stop but an another side they love seeing how much Jason care for them

[dat-silvers-girl]

How did you ACCIDENTALLY drink a potion!? And how is drinking a good Doxycide any better!?🤦‍♀️

Shut up Merula...😑

Shut your pie hole or I'll shut it for you🙂

How did you mistake that for a butterbeer darling hOW!?

That look of pure worry...

Gave him the andidote in the last 3 seconds. It worked thank goodness...

Bonus:

If this isn't a look of love...❤️

I don't know what is...❤️

U mad hun?

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[tubeteevee]

@buildabear @fraternaltwin-andidiots @hellhoundearring im glad ur all doing good!!! and im good too! im kind of tired but i had a pretty productive day so im happy! thank u for asking!!

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[the-bi-polar-expression]

Loneliness- Or Am I Just Afraid of my Thought?

When I am-

Alone.

Solitude.

My head-

Brain.

Runs wild.

I have no control.

Or-

It feels that way.

Having someone to text to-

Talk.

Causes the chaotic thought process to-

STOP.

Even just for a single-

Second.

That second feels like years.

Releases all of those fears.

I know what I'm going to say before-

My heart does.

Maybe even my before-

Brain knows.

It just keeps flowing and at time I feel I have no control. That my words just come out because...

Huh

I don't know why.

My mind is-

FUCKED.

It's not something I would wish on my worst enemy because this existence is so tiring. So-

Sad,

yet...

Happy?

When I can utilize this power I can build an entire universe in a day.

But.

It's a burden more often than not.

When I'm alone is when it's the worst.

Yet.

I isolate myself.

Maybe I am masochist.

Who knows?

I do not.

I only know that I can spit words out like venom-

Or,

like an andidote.

[candylovestheshield]

Now would be a good time to find an andidote next season and cure Carl at the last moment

[stennnn06]

daxam was alr destroyed due to kryton's explosion... so if lena thinks mon-el is alive she wldnt want to make an andidote for him... no? then he wldnt be part of the legion and it messes the timeline....

lmao wait then what planet did rhea and the daxamites go back to????