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sunyandmony · 1 year ago

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Originally from this post:

Made by @bittyfromquotev , originally found on @dca-prompts blog! :]

Things to mind:

The last note is not all that accurate but fits as a kid-term for this, whatever this is...

Quick note: They do not live in the daycare anymore! They have a whole mansion with more then five floors as unlikely as it may sound right now to y'all.

I will also put some images I made myself in here, lazy edits that is-... I'll put a trigger warning before each of them if they contain triggering things/objects.

TW: blood/oil, implied violence.

It was supposed to be just like any other day, chaos chaos and more chaos, it wasn't. The twins have been on a murder spree ever since a week ago, when they got into a argument with Eclipse, and now neither wants to see the other, Lunar has tried making them forgive each other. It failed miserably sadly as soon as the twins tackled Eclipse and ripped off half of his rays, an arm and half of his casing, which was so damaged his left eye stopped working, glitched out and turned off the moment he tried standing up on his own.

The twins were on their own, hunting down everyone they can while fitting right in with the human society, separating from each other and shape shifting(using the new nano machines) to look less like a robot during daylight, however, at night the chaos unleashes and they hunt everything and anyone they see on their way, and that is if they're a threat, if the threat doesn't move or attack back, they'll sometimes retreat and search for another one. They hungered for bloody fun and more to rip and tear at, while Bloody wanted to tear, Maim wanted to rip and rip and rip all of that sweet, human flesh...

.....

TW: Implied 'bullying', blood/oil, implied violence.

Meanwhile Solar Flare and Lunar sat on the couch in Sun and Moon's room, whatever you prefer to call it. Lunar had been crying for hours on end for a simple yet dumb reason, even if he was smart, someone just had to make him feel bad, that's why Sun and Moon aren't here, they have a new target in mind..

Earth was on their best behavior nonetheless, sitting in their room and not noticing anything happening outside, having gotten a whole new remodeling of the said area, and everything was just like they imagined, less like a safety hazard too. While they did like the stars, they must be taken off the walls sooner or later, they're.... Very much a dangerous area itself...

......

While Sun was still somewhat of a clean freak still, he couldn't help but smile maliciously at how easily their job has been done, the single problem was those stupid minions still coming after them. While the both knew it was useless to waste their resources on this, they just had to! How could they let that little bastard get away with hurting their family? In no way will they, they'll never see the light of day again, the both made sure.

TW:Gun, blood/oil, implied deaths and violence

Moon watched as Sun flexed his fingers on his gun before firing it while holding said gun backwards over his shoulder, sighing in what seems like annoyance. 'We're these people even gonna put up a fight already?! It's getting boring..' Sun thought while settling his gun back in it's spot on his waist band.

"Sun, come on, there's a lot more of them coming, and I don't have the patience to be here any longer." Moon blurted out to cover out the sudden alarms going off and sirens getting louder the closer they came, ah, one of them called the cops? So cute, such a bad attempt nonetheless though, they always had people to get them out of trouble. They always did.

"Fineee... But I'm blaming you for the loss of the knife!" Sun replied, sighing in exasperation, looking at Moon's persona just as dirty as his of the ungodly amount of blood and oil from their victims, the both took a breath in and then jumped, their newfound abilities including this, and then landed on the roof of the building, running off into the darkness of the night sky above them as the sirens got silenced by the air rushing around them.

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Killcode stood at the kitchen table, baring his razor sharp teeth, holding his face with sharp tipped fingers and cold hands, sighing internally. How was he gonna solve this one?... It was obvious they had everything at the tip of their fingers, just, not the twins, and everyone is being risked because of the two going out and being so reckless, not even caring to hide themselves away before they get caught up into it.

He was so tired of this, he was exhausted, he just wanted to have some peace, even for a moment, truly so he would take the week off, but he didn't dare to, business is business and he has to keep it going, and he was reminded so again when he was interrupted from his thought by a loud clank and a (assumed) painful crash somewhere on the upper floors.

Killcode let out a shudder breath, pushing the chair back and standing up, stretching his limbs, reminded he should stop arching his back in such ways. He looked around once more before walking through the long hallways towards the stairways, which were a spiral-like model and fancy spirals and small, crescent moon-like shapes on the edges and railings.

Killcode soon stopped at what seemed to be the second(?)floor from down to up of the mansion, sseeing Sun and Moon have broken in their own house through the window, the biggest one too, glass all over the floor as Moon hanged upside down outside while Sun sat on he floor inside, rubbing at his rays, clearly having landed on the wrong side.

Well, it was a bit of a relief, what wasn't was the mess and now even more scared Lunar hiding behind the couch, Solar Flare just staring at the scene, obviously unable to do anything unless he is ordered to.

Killcode sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose and walking down the last few steps of the stairs, stepping into the room, a living room full of broken glass, a scared Lunar and a frozen Solar Flare, this house was so messy every hour of the day, it was first Eclipse a few weeks ago, now it's Sun, who's next? The twi-

Before Killcode could complete his thoughts another loud crash came from the other window on the side of the living room, the twins swinging inside as their claws held onto the walls before they landed on the floor, straightening up and looking at Killcode as if they've been caught red handed, and they have been this time for sure.

They stared right back at their father, obviously having been caught in the act, dropping their head low and standing still as a rock, rooted to the floor, knowing they'll most likely get grounded or punished, either were good, and neither was yelling or shouting, they prefer to be 'good' kids at least at something, but it was impossible when they're so, SO energetic after finally having gotten their meal.

Moon slipped through the window, straightening up and stretching before walking over to Sun ever so slowly, holding his hand out to his brother, who took it and stood up, the both looking at the BloodMoon twins before to Killcode who walked over to the couch, ignoring the mess of bloody oil or blood on the floor his kids made and avoiding the glass shards.

TW: blood and oil, darkness

"Kid, calm down... It's all good, and safe..." Killcode sat on his knees at the side of the couch where Lunar was hiding, curling into himself, his small body shaking with every breath he took, whimpering as if anything was happening while the silence stretched on. He was still respecting Lunar if he didn't wanna be touched and if he would say so himself, not wanting to make this worse.

Sun and Moon whispered to themselves before nodding to each other, Sun stepping backwards and running off in the hallways, his foot steps getting silenced as he was immediately out of view, the darkness of the young night giving the illusion of that.

Moon stepped closer and sat down next to Killcode, opening his arms wide as Lunar raised his head to look at his brother, sniffing before tightly hugging Moon, seeming like Lunar likes Moon more then Killcode, it is fair as their father wasn't always the best himself, not that they minded him, it was just how busy he was, and they didn't judge him, but his absence to Lunar and possibly Earth was... Not helpful to make them cope with everything happening around themselves in this environment.

Moon patted Lunar's back, looking as Killcode soon left them alone, the twins nowhere in sight, probably left for their own arguments, Moon kept on humming, trying to calm his brother down, the oil and blood covering his persona not helping too much, but Lunar was either not bothered by it or just didn't see it if he didn't react to it yet.

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Hope you enjoyed this, it took me a bit with all the distractions and works and breaks, but I got it through as it's been sitting in my drafts for half of this week by now:'>

Please do point out any typos if you find some or any at all!

#sunyandmony #idiot sunyandmony late #sunyandmony writes #sunyandmony random #dca fandom #gacha club #my edits #oops my hand slipped #send help #more likely lazy edits

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monstrouslyobsessed · 2 years ago

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been a minute since i've answered yall asks, sorry about that. been having health issues again. sighs.

tw / tags: monster fucking, snake anatomy, breeding mentions

Do you have any thoughts about slime-like monsters? I personally find monsters with… unstable??? body structure quite interesting cuz of their potential lol. Like, even of they're slow and trembling like jittery jelly, once they have grip on you – you gone, whoops. Struggling r useless, u will only get urself deeper and you can't even do a lot to escape. And bonus points if they're kinda dumb, so by acting silly and goofy they're practically gaslighting lmao —anonymous

i actually have a musing in the work about that one!! its...been in my draft forever...whoops....i'll work on that in just a bit then.

but yes!! theyre also super versatile too! imagine if you have one as a pet...its going to make a pet out of you, oho rip darling.

I wonder how the 6 arms snake god eat. Does he just shallow his prey whole? chew them? Tear them apart then eat them piece by piece? I wonder what is his favorite part of his prey, and his less favorite. I imagine that some times, he eat messy, so reader clean the blood around his mouth with a clean napkin. —anonymous

i actually kinda imagine him opening his mouth like a snake would since he's no longer a human (w a pic below). but in the beginning, when he's still merging with the snake god, he'd probably start tearing his, ah, meals apart, yeah. i actually don't think his transformation was actually completed by the time he started his initial rampage + he wouldn't have any arm when he first started out too.

oh geez i can see him being super clumsy and floppy trying to learn how to move his new body. poor thing.

his mouth would be like this, maybe with bigger fangs tho. that said, i cant find the original source now :( so if any of you know who this may be by, lmk so i can link the artist!!

Hey-hey! Have you read Mieruko-chan by any chance? Maybe it's only me, but i find designs for ghosts from here rlly cool and some chapters can give some pretty cool concepts/ideas.

Gl on ur day! ✨ —anonymous

i actually have been keeping up with it! poor mc, she's trying her best...I'm crushing on the yandere tentacled head lady atm lol

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favourite blogs. It's time to spread positivity! 💖 — @berrychan03

dawwww <3 thank you!!! i'll be sure to spread them around~!

Your Jaguar Trube story is really good! I like it. Are you going to make the part 2 for it? —anonymous

im actually kinda stumped on how to continue this one mainly because of the breeding kink being the primary focus and the reader initially being gn. i feel iffy doing this to my fellow gn readers as well, as i don't wish to exclude them and i don't think im that good of a writer to pull off a gn smut.

i could just do two versions tbh because its a little different between if the reader is afab and if they're amab.

if afab, theyre actually kinda in for some bad time because there's so many males around, possibly around 30 to even 50, and there's a lot of dp to go around because they're sharing them.

if amab, there's not many females around at all, maybe around 4 young adult ones (with the rest being old ladies), though that's not to say the males wouldn't touch them because they def would though lol but i kinda imagined that being amab they wouldn't be in too high of demand and would be given breaks. plus, they don't have to worry about getting pregnant.

i'll take feedback regarding this matter though, so lmk your thoughts on how i should proceed!

anyhoo, gonna try and work on couple overdue commissions i got, but in the meanwhile, feel free to send in whatever (that is currently open lol) love ya bunches!

#ghosts are curious.👻#☠️not writing...#anonymous #asked #answered #☠️monster is whispering...#a momster's recommendation.🦇

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praenuntia · 7 months ago

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on foot. / rules.

Just before we start all this: this account is MULTIFANDOM, -VERSE, -SHIP AND OC FRIENDLY but also semi-selective! I generally interact with everyone I can imagine interacting with, so feel free to approach me with memes, reblog my open starters or just slide into my messages to talk about anything! The only thing I ask for is that you cut your posts! (: I usually follow back as soon as I've read your rules and bio but if I don't follow back within a week, it maybe isn't meant to be. No offense to you and your muses!

All the content displayed (from my muses’ behavior to their interest or any aesthetical pictures I might reblog) does not reflect me as a person. Mun does not equal muse. I’m just here to have fun, write and make some friends! Anyway, let’s get to the mun:

- Hi! My name is Sashka/Alex, I’m currently a full-time student at uni and am drowning in work 24/7. You can imagine that my activity will be sporadic at best but if you ever feel like I may have forgotten our thread, you can gladly remind me!

- English is not my native language; feel free to correct any spelling mistakes you might find. -> if you ever have trouble understanding my reply (because I do tend to overuse metaphors a lot lol), do not be shy to tell me!

- MUN AND MUSES ARE BOTH 21+. THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT ON THIS BLOG AND TRIGGERS WILL BE TAGGED. MINORS DNI PLEASE.

- I will not text you your password. You can believe me that I will always read anyone's rules. I just find it awkward and sometimes I forget.

- I've said it before but this blog is multiship. Considering I love shipping, the possibility that I will ship one muse with more than one character is high. It's nothing against our ship.

- Smut will appear on this blog. It's not my primary focus but it's something I indulge in sometimes. It will be tagged as ( nsft. ).

- Triggers are tagged as tw: trigger. This blog features triggers such as BLOOD, BODY HORROR, DEATH, DISEASE, WAR AND RELIGIOUS & VIOLENT CONTENT. If you need something tagged as a trigger warning, please tell me.

- Concerning hardblocking: you are more than welcome to hardblock me if something I do makes you uncomfortable. However, you can also talk to me about it. Communication is necessary and can clear up a misunderstanding; I'm not going to bite off your head.

- I also give out my discord to my mutuals! Just ask me and I’ll dm you my username!If there’s anything else you want to know, simply message me!

ALSO: You do not have to match the length of my replies. I tend to write a lot and if you don’t want to do that, then it’s totally okay! We are all just here to have fun.

ALSO ALSO: I have other rp blogs @cainiine/@helllords. If I'm not here, I might be over there! (:

#( on foot. );; ooc.

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helllords · 1 year ago

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out of hellfire. / rules.

- MUN AND MUSES ARE BOTH 21+. THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT ON THIS BLOG AND TRIGGERS WILL BE TAGGED. MINORS DNI PLEASE.

- I will not text you your password. You can believe me that I will always read anyone's rules. I just find it awkward and sometimes I forget.

- I've said it before but this blog is multiship. Considering I love shipping, the possibility that I will ship one muse with more than one character is high. It's nothing against our ship.

- Smut will appear on this blog. It's not my primary focus but it's something I indulge in sometimes. It will be tagged as ( nsft. ).

- Triggers are tagged as tw: trigger. This blog features triggers such as BLOOD, BODY HORROR AND RELIGIOUS & VIOLENT CONTENT. If you need something tagged as a trigger warning, please tell me.

- I also give out my discord to my mutuals! Just ask me and I’ll dm you my username!If there’s anything else you want to know, simply message me!

ALSO: You do not have to match the length of my replies. I tend to write a lot and if you don’t want to do that, then it’s totally okay! We are all just here to have fun.

ALSO ALSO: I have another rp blog @cainiine. If I'm not here, I might be over there! (:

#( outofhellfire. );;#(( redid my rules so I can add them to my pinned ))

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cainiine · 1 year ago

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out of twins. / rules.

Just before we start all this: this account is MULTIFANDOM, -VERSE, -SHIP AND OC FRIENDLY! I generally interact with everyone I can imagine interacting with, so feel free to approach me with memes, reblog my open starters or just slide into my messages to talk about anything! The only thing I ask for is that you cut your posts! (:

- MUN AND MUSES ARE BOTH 21+. THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT ON THIS BLOG AND TRIGGERS WILL BE TAGGED. MINORS DNI PLEASE.

- I will not text you your password. You can believe me that I will always read anyone's rules. I just find it awkward and sometimes I forget.

- I've said it before but this blog is multiship. Considering I love shipping, the possibility that I will ship one muse with more than one character is high. It's nothing against our ship.

- Smut will appear on this blog. It's not my primary focus but it's something I indulge in sometimes. It will be tagged as ( nsft. ).

- Triggers are tagged as tw: trigger. This blog features triggers such as DOGS, BLOOD, MURDER, BODY HORROR AND RELIGIOUS CONTENT. If you need something tagged as a trigger warning, please tell me.

- I also give out my discord to my mutuals! Just ask me and I’ll dm you my username!If there’s anything else you want to know, simply message me!

ALSO: You do not have to match the length of my replies. I tend to write a lot and if you don’t want to do that, then it’s totally okay! We are all just here to have fun.

ALSO ALSO: I have another horror blog: helllords. If I'm not on this blog, I might be there! (:

#( out of twins. );;

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smallergcd · 1 year ago

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out of eternity. / rules.

All the content displayed (from my muses’ behavior to their interest or any aesthetical pictures I might reblog) does not reflect me as a person. And while these are characters that are inspired by historical events, I do not support said events. Mun does not equal muse. I’m just here to have fun, write and make some friends! Anyway, let’s get to the mun:

- MUN AND MUSES ARE BOTH 21+. THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT ON THIS BLOG AND TRIGGERS WILL BE TAGGED. MINORS DNI PLEASE.

- I will not text you your password. You can believe me that I will always read anyone's rules. I just find it awkward and sometimes I forget.

- I've said it before but this blog is multiship. Considering I love shipping, the possibility that I will ship one muse with more than one character is high. It's nothing against our ship.

- Smut will appear on this blog. It's not my primary focus but it's something I indulge in sometimes. It will be tagged as ( nsft. ).

- Triggers are tagged as tw: trigger. This blog features triggers such as WAR, BLOOD, BODY HORROR, SELF HATRED AND RELIGIOUS CONTENT. If you need something tagged as a trigger warning, please tell me.

- I also give out my discord to my mutuals! Just ask me and I’ll dm you my username!If there’s anything else you want to know, simply message me!

ALSO: You do not have to match the length of my replies. I tend to write a lot and if you don’t want to do that, then it’s totally okay! We are all just here to have fun.

ALSO ALSO: I have another horror blog: helllords. If I'm not on this blog, I might be there! (:

#( out of eternity. );;

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waitwiah · 2 years ago

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Who am I?

\post00\ My name is Alia and motherf***** I’m ill. Like actually though. I’m twenty something and enjoy reading, watching movies, cooking & baking, singing, and watching anime. I’m on my diagnosis journey where I just have a bunch of symptoms that make my life a little difficult. I’ve always wanted to start a blog to share this journey with people who are going through similar things or just a way to share in general. My own personal therapy in lieu of a therapist I guess (while I’m trying to find one). I am trying out this blog thing to see how it goes. So – Welcome to my life. Back to the subject at hand.

What are those symptoms you ask? I’ll name the top five most annoying things:

1. I’m always so damn tired and cannot sleep. The fatigue is one of the worst things I’ve experienced in a long time. I fall asleep standing up, walking, talking, working, etc.

2. *TW talks of medications*: THE PAIN. Oh my goodness gracious the pain. Lay down – pain. Wake up – pain. There is always pain. I have abdominal pain that is officially chronic. I have abdominal pain with movement, rest, touch, and it is even unresponsive to pain medication which is fun. I have tried dilaudid, morphine, fentanyl, hydrocodone, bentyl, mirtazapine, olanzapine, nortriptyline – all of the pain medications and antidepressants out there. I lived an active thick girl life style. Traveling, working out 4 to 5 times a week, eating healthy, and weighed around 220lbs at 5’7”. I know that sounds very heavy. But keep in mind I was deadlifting and squatting 400lbs at one point and had just hit a bench press PR right before all of this happened. Ugh. Anyway.

3. *TW talks of sharp objects and w*ightloss & d*ath*: THE PAIN part 2. I have what is called “postprandial” abdominal pain. Every time I eat or drink anything I get what I like to call “the stabbies”. What are the stabbies you may ask? The stabbies are the sensation I feel whenever I eat or drink; like a million tiny razorblades slicing and stabbing my insides. SO I DO NOT EAT OR DRINK. I know, I know. It sounds crazy. “Just suck it up” one may say (just like most of my doctors say). But imagine being in the worst pain of your life because you opened your eyes or performed some other basic bodily function – it’s not so easy to suck it up. Because my intake had decreased so dramatically I was dying; skin mottled, lost 80lbs, bones sticking out, breasts deflated, ASS DONE FELL OFF. Not a single one of my clothing items fit me and I had to spend a bunch of money on new clothes that only temporarily fit because I continue to lose weight. Now I have a feeding tube that goes directly into my intestine so it completely bypasses my stomach. This has quintupled my caloric intake, but I still continue to lose weight…

4. Gastroparesis – kind of. According to Mayo Clinic, gastroparesis is a condition that affects the normal spontaneous movement of the muscles (motility) in your stomach. I have delayed stomach emptying and a slow intestine. This could be contributing to the pain that I experience but a lot of my docs don’t seem to think this is related and I’m not sure why. Because everything moves so slow and releases into the intestine spontaneously, my blood sugar takes random swings downwards causing me to have altered mental status. And because my intestines move slowly I’m prone to TMI fecal impactions (stool back ups).

5. THE SEIZURES. I have seizures whenever my blood sugar drops quickly that present as altered mental status or focal aware seizures where parts of my face jump or droop. Because of state laws, you cannot drive until 6 months of no seizures or altered mental status episodes. So that takes away a lot of freedom.

There are plenty more but these are the ones that make my life the most difficult. I’m always open to connect with others with similar symptoms or those who just wanna chat about things. I will try to blog about different topics once per week and do a little vlog action over on tiktok (@ro_lamperouge) weekly as well. Thanks for reading 💕

#undiagnosed #health blog #tiktok #vlog #new blog #wiah #health #healthy #health journal #health journey #chronically ill #chronic illness

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alberivh · 3 years ago

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Okay, I'll some i shared with another blog (i fucking love this idea)

Imagine Kaeya being the khaerian prince and youre the captain of his knights and his childhood bestfriend.

So lately, Kaeya as been getting asked about finding a noblewomen to date or even marry. Offers and offers kept piling, it tired him from turning down all of them. He already had a person in mind.

One afternoon while you and Kaeya were out in the forest racing with your horses, it started to rain. You two were, well, a bit lost. Kaeya found a small cave to rest in until the rain calms down, so tying your horses to a near by tree and you two rested. "Hows the hunt of your royal partner coming along?" You asked him despite the painful feeling in your heart, he surely will become a lot more busy ones hes got a significant other, meaning the times where you two would hang out would lower. That thought scared you. You loved him, but would the higherups approve of you? "Countless women asking for marriage a day is so bothersome," He sighs, "Especially, when you already have a person in mind." Your breath hitched, "May I ask who?" His lips pulled up into a smirk before he let out a chuckle. He turns to you, "You really wanna know?" His blue eyes looking into yours, his hair was still dripping of water, "Yes, I do wanna know." Kaeya smiled at your answer, a genuine smile. One only he would show you. He takes your hand into his and leans down, until hes...kneeling? "Kaey-" "(Name)." His eyes looked different, it was filled with...love. "Will you do the ever so honor and..." He paused, and inhaled, "Rule this kingdom together with me and become my beloved wedded partner."

Yes...kheanrian prince Kaeya my beloved (sorry for the errors)

- Moon anon

MUAH ILYSM THANK YOU FOR THIS AAAA KAEYA MARRY ME AND fuck yeah, (to continue your brainrots which is like, THE MOST WHOLESOME YET AMAZING ?:!.?/.?: AAA I JUST LOVE THE IDEA, SO LET ME CONTINUE THIS…no this is not a heavy angst, yes it is an angst BUT shhh..QUIET DOWN) TW// MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, GRUESOME DEATH, BLOODS

but what if his family doesn’t approve his marriage? the other nobles who knew how wrong it is to love a peasant was in denial, even most of them already prepared a ‘honest’ legal courts to determined the justification of you and kaeya’s marriage. Kaeya think of those statements as nothing, he never wanted to waste his time by working for the pleasure of the nobles, they are corrupted after all.

But if one thing ever concerned him, it would be your safety itself. Assassination was a normal courtesy, and always have been. Kaeya was taught since the beginning that his life would end in ease if he wasn’t wary, kaeya knew that it was wrong to love, it was wrong to even live as a noble. He dislikes the courses and life of nobles. abandonment and cravings of love, it was the words of titles, a prescription he found to describe his whole life. Yet, everytime he reach you, every seconds became precious.

he wasn’t ready to lose you just like that, assasination wasn’t a good death…you were too precious. He was worried, anxiety always crawl up to his tongue, asking to every each of his trustworthy butlers to check up on you..but those thoughts could never comfort him enough. He was selfish to let go, he had learnt how hard it is to stay alive alone..so he promised to never let go, to never will ever let go. You are everything, so please don’t left him behind. So, at-last he brought you to a dinner, it was a private one..even the inner family wasn’t alarmed by this. He already make sure it was perfect, it was suitable and safe.

“Kaeya..are you sure your family will be alright with me stepping on their floor like this? I’m just a knight..i’m no—“

“Hey hey..you’re my fiancé now, calm down a bit…” , he soothes your palm, letting you feel his company. this time his anxiety was relaxed to thousands of air..making it better for him to put on a facade to hide his thoughts, to make sure you would be safe from your own mindsets.

the food was in front of both of you now, the scent of it’s aroma was strong..it even fill kaeya’s nose with graceness. You in the other hand seems more reluctant to eat, not because it was suspicious..it just..too fancy? you tried to eat in manners like kaeya did, but those forks and spoons are too formal…is this how aristocratic courses works?

“love, how’s the food i trust you like it?” , kaeya wipes his mouth with the napkin beside him. Looking through your confused glance as he try to observe the condition.

“hmm it truly is fancy and t—“ , your breath stuck, the thousands of flowing blood snapped out from your mouth. Cough, it burns in my throat…bloods? What is this? To the leftovers inside of the fancy plating, your blood fill it’s decorations; reviving the meat you ate. it also make the napkins beside you soaked in salivas and husked splitters of bloods..it pales your skin and husked your breath, am i dying, kaeya? Someone help me..why is everything so blurry. The burns inside you confused you. Whats happening?

and so, as soon as you fall to the crooked floor, he let your head lied within his tights. kaeya saw the bubbles that grew inside your mouth, how your eyes still looking for answer, asking things that you don’t understand. It started to dull, seconds pass and it’s dulling to an earl grey river. Poisons…fuck. This poison must be a special assassination poison…and it’s obviously too dangerous. How it kept your lips in a greyish blue, how it dried out your skin, how it even make your body trembles in despair. Kaeya was panicking, he wasn’t sure to let go…he doesn’t want to let go. He was tearing up, how come such a tragedy change so quickly.

so he wipes your face, sticky sweats and glazing tears formed within your jaws. He let you hold his hands as you started to bleed and cough..more foams and bubbles started to form, the slight blue tongue and skin spreading out. Your eyes asking him an answer, the things he couldn’t even explained was your question. Your thoughts. what did i do wrong to make myself suffer like this? I thought everyone accept this…the court was wrong and insincere…i thought tomorrow was going to be our wedding…what happened to me? I don’t want to die kaeya, please help me.

He was hopeless, he was crying. Kaeya was crumbling to so many grief. Denials, bargaining, anger, acceptance..all of those stages are bothering his instincts. He gave up, he wasn’t ready, he doesn’t want this, but this is a consequences of being in love with no one.

“i’m sorry…i- i’m sorry…please don’t let go of my hands alright..i-i’ll be here! Always…so now, sleep alright? Have the tightest dream…”

but i don’t want to die kaeya..i want to marry you..i want to be with you..i just want to love you…did i do anything wrong? Can you tell me then? , your skin became more paler, as your once warm eyes became the unperfect shade of white..grey. The tears scorch to your whole face. Leaving kaeya in no mercy to let you die like this, he has no other option but to let you die. He can’t. He was a coward to begin with.

Kaeya soothes your cheekbones, letting his tears shed to your blurry vision. To a future corpse in his lap. Foams started to fill your throat, as you begin to whisper a murmur of i love you’s to him. For the last time…you heard him say something you always dreamed of…the thing you always adore.

“we are married now, (name)….i love you…goodnight”

i love you too kaeya…i love you so much…i don’t want to let go

“we are married now darling, you may go..”

but how about you? i don’t want to leave you behind kaeya. Are you sure you’re going to be alright? Please be honest…i can’t leave you like this..

“I’ll be alright…i’m your husband after all..how can i not be?” , he husked his breath. Letting a silent sniffs before he smiles to your fading sight. To the eyes who questioned their ‘husband’.

“(name) alberich…sleep well”

lastly, he closes your eyes, not letting you go before the pressure of knive in his throat discarded his intentions. He crumbled to a ruffling pieces of puzzles, as the butlers take your corpse away from his gaze. Tonight seems so beautiful, what an awful luck for him to have his own lover die in his hands. What an awful haze to feel nothing afterwards. Thus finally, kaeya was left alone again.

to the memories of (name) alberich.

a partner to kaeya alberich. A beloved protector of the almighty dinasty of Khaenri’ah. Always the protector…never the protected

#alberivh interaction space #moon anon <3 #kaeya x reader #kaeya x reader fluff #kaeya x reader angst #kaeya alberich

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httpsaiki · 4 years ago

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Could you make a Saiki x reader angst where the reader gets hanahaki disease so she decides to confess her feelings to him but she see Saiki kissing Teruhashi and heartbroken the reader runs aways. You can change the ending if you want! Also I really like your blog

Hello, Anon! I’m so sorry for taking so long on this! This was really something special to write, I hope I interpreted the Hanahaki disease correctly. And thank you so much, that means a lot! Thank you for your request!

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Falling Flower Petals

TW// blood, mentions of death, general angst. Reader is female!

WC: 931

The reader has the Hanahaki disease and faces some difficult decisions.

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The coughing just wouldn’t go away. It was becoming unbearable to withstand. It was painful, it hurt so much. It was near-constant, and hiding the occasional petal that spilled from your lungs was becoming increasingly difficult. You knew very well what this was, but the fear of accepting your fate and what was happening was scarier than the blood that spilled with your coughs so you kept with it. Deep down, you’d already accepted there were three ways to end this sickness. You could tell him. Kusuo Saiki, who was right now ruining your life. Despite that, you couldn’t bring yourself to resent him for it, which was likely a result of what this disease means. Your suspicions were correct, you’re in love with him. Another way to end this was to surgically remove the flowers, but even that came with negative side effects. You’d lose the feelings you had for him and was that really worth it? Loving someone doesn’t just come and go and maybe you’d never feel love again.

The final choice, though, was far grimmer. Letting the disease run its course and not telling Saiki would ultimately kill you. At the very least, you’d die loving someone and believing that maybe - just maybe - he loved you too. Why did you have to fall for someone who’s so against romance? More so, why did you have to develop this stupid sickness?

The dim sunlight shined through your half-open curtains. You were sitting on your bed, trying to get schoolwork done and relax while you were still feeling alright. You hadn’t told anyone about it yet, scared to worry them. Hiding it was difficult, but it hadn’t progressed so far that it was impossible. A fit of coughing took over your body, gorgeous flower petals coming out that covered your bed. Some of them stained a deep red, covered in blood. It was almost beautiful, in some ways. In a twisted sense, this could even be romantic. Loving someone so much you’ll die if they don’t reciprocate. You admired them for a short second, allowing your more hopeful thoughts to flourish. There was still a chance that you would make it out of this alive and still in love. Imagining a future with Saiki was painful, but eased your worries as you planned how you may tell him about your feelings.

It was no longer a question of if you would tell him. It was only a matter of time before you took courage, or the coughing became too much to handle. You had school tomorrow, and running on little sleep from constantly waking up only made it harder to prepare yourself. You so desperately needed a plan, but you knew there was nobody you could share the full gravity of the situation with. You knew that you had to tell him, it seemed like the best option. But how.

Tomorrow’s school day came all too quickly and with far from enough sleep. It was only getting worse and had progressed from just the occasional coughing fit to constant difficulty breathing. Anyone else would’ve just stayed home, it wasn’t worth the risk. You, on the other hand, were determined to end this disease. Saiki would accept your feelings, he had to. Something felt severely wrong and your gut feeling was telling you that this is a mistake. Ignoring it, you wrote it off as nerves and went to find him during lunch.

Love. It’s such a beautiful word, right? In this moment, you wished you had never even felt it. You’d rather be an unfeeling monster than bear what you were forced to feel right now. Just as you saw Saiki, his back turned to you, standing under a tree. Right as you got your hopes up, he was in the perfect place at just the right time you had to see her. And his and her lips just had to be locked with his. What a sight to behold. This confirmed it, he would never love you. How could he ever even look at you, she’s Teruhashi and she’s so perfect. You’re just you, someone slowly withering away because she loved too much.

So you did all you could think to do. You ran, leaving bloody flower petals in your wake. You coughed as you ran and did it ever hurt. It felt like this was it, you’d die after witnessing the most painful thing of your life. Seeing him kissing her caused far more pain than this sickness would ever cause you. What now? What could you even do?

You sat on the roadside, occasional coughed up petals flowing away from you in the wind. The plant forming in your lungs felt as if it was only growing larger with your pain. The sun was setting, painting your surroundings in so many different hues. The petals no longer looked beautiful and you couldn’t comprehend how they ever had. Even if their appearance hadn’t actually changed, they looked dead now, whereas before they looked fresh and full of life. You detested them, grabbing a few and ripping them to shreds.

It didn’t accomplish anything as you coughed up more anyway. Considering your next move, the surgery still seemed impossible. He’d hurt you so much, and yet you weren’t willing to give up your feelings for him? Even when they were literally killing you? It wasn’t rational and really, not even you could comprehend your own thought process. It didn’t matter though. You needed to process the heartbreak before deciding. Unfortunately, you were running out of time.

#the disasterous life of saiki k #saiki no psi nan #kusuo saiki #saiki k #saiki k x reader #saiki kusuo x reader #saiki k angst #angst #my writing

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yanderecandystore · 4 years ago

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i want some angst, so imagine there's 4 people left and almost all tasks done, so the impostor has to kill someone fast. The only person they have the chance to, is the one who has been so trusting of them and helping them, y/n. So they do . . . . . or not, maybe y/n is gonna let them kill in front of them and not tell anyone too, you can either make them a bonnie and clyde thingy or make it angst, who knows - 🇧🇷

Hey Brazilian Anon!

Yooooo, I'm sorry for taking so long to answer you, I have so many asks and because Tumblr is an ass, I can reassure you that some asks are lost in the way, why don't they update this hell website-

I'm probably going to close the ask box temporarily because there are many asks for me to do, and because I'm considering changing my whole blog.

I may change a lot of things around here, I even considered deleting my blog and starting anew.

TW/Tags: pure angst cause I'm feeling a bit down // major character/reader's death, but with a twist hun (based on a Among Us fanfiction done by @nelliiwrites go check them out boo// crewmates are incredibly dumb.

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Cruel reality [Yandere!Among Us x Reader - Headcanon]:

They couldn't believe it.

They really… They really tried to harm you…? How could they do such a thing?

Well dearest, they were really, really hungry, and, well-

You looked like a snack.

No, dear stars no, they shouldn't be making light of such a terrible situation!

They tried to harm you because they were really hungry and you were the only one around.

"- [Y/N] come back here! Please! I know how this may look like-"

"- You tried to kill me??! Are you serious?" You were running from them, trying to reach the cafeteria to call an emergency meeting.

They barely scratched your leg before you started running and shouting for them to go away. They can't lie that the smell of your blood coming off of your bruises is fascinating, but they never intended to hurt you in the first place! At least…

At least not when they have full control over their body.

"- Please [Y/N], I'm sorry- Ouch!" You used the wrench that you were using to do your tasks and managed to hurt them with it. Breaking their nose in the process.

You continued to run towards the emergency button, the Imposter right in your trail.

They didn't reach you soon enough, but then again, what would they do if they reached you? Kill you? It would make it obvious that they're the culprit behind so many deaths.

Whenever or not they have reached you, they would have to make a terrible decision. Spare you and sacrifice themselves, of sacrifice you for their own survival needs.

When the rest of the crew came in, they noticed that something clearly happened between you two. You were panicking while the "imposter" was severely bruised.

You yelled, you pleaded, you cried for them to believe your words and get the killer out of the ship, yet, evidence seemed to be against you.

What could they say? They didn't know either to put your life at risk or to put theirs. They couldn't lose you yet- Yet they didn't want to die!!

What type of love would let their soulmate float forever in space?

"- I- I'm the killer, okay!" They said, they clearly didn't want to say it, but they couldn't stand the idea of them throwing you off the spaceship.

Yet, the two crewmates believed that they were lying. That maybe they were trying to convince themselves that their best friend was not the Imposter. Imagine being stuck in space and having to admit that the person you trusted the most was an alien killing machine?

Oh, your crew was so close yet so far from the truth. The vote had ended shortly, with you being thrown into the void.

They didn't know it wasn't you of course, this isn't some game where reality would simply point out the fact that they threw an innocent person out.

The true culprit was screaming and fighting throughout the entire process, feeling a pain worse than any pain imaginable, and pain worse than death. They betrayed your trust, your friendship. They have betrayed their own self-containment, their morals, their love for you!

They should be the ones floating in the freezing void, not you.

And the imbeciles that you used to call crewmates were acting like everything was fine! Like they didn't throw an angel out in the vast space to die.

They were tired of the deaths of the debates, they just wanted this nightmare to finish already!

And while looking at the window separating your numb floating body from the ship, the Imposter started to consider ways to end this endless suffering.

If your crew wanted this to end so bad, then they wouldn't mind disappearing from existence.

"- [Y/N] was not the Imposter." They said while watching your body closely.

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#yandere #sheep's stuff #yandere x reader #yandere headcanon #yandere among us headcanon #yandere among us x reader #yandere among us #yandere imposter #special delivery headcanons #special delivery request

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emperorsfoot · 4 years ago

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3 for Kev and Rook!

3. Scars or painful spots

Rook

Most of my Rook’s scars or painful spots headcanons are about Rook when he’s older. 10,000 future or beyond. I imagine that under his photo-tech armor he’s got some slash marks on his chest that were deep enough to change the way his fur grows, and he has some bald spots on his arms from Null Guardian tentacles wrapping too tights around him and giving him a friction burn so bad the fur just won’t grow back. In addition to that, he’s also got knee pain and rib pain that ache in cold weather.

As for main era Rook, his hands are very calloused from living the life of a farmer before becoming a Plumber. But I don’t think calluses count as “scars”. Similarly, he’s very succorable to headaches and stress-related head-pains, but I also don’t think that counts as a “painful spot”. Ben just gives him headaches.

Kevin

Ah... Kevin... Several years ago, I did a drawing of Kevin and what I thought all his scars should look like. It’s buried somewhere on my blog, but I don’t feel like searching for it.

Anyway, Kevin has lived a hard life and he should have lots of scars. Some just superficial scars like when his mom got him vaccinated as a baby, or scraped knees and elbows from falling on the pavement. Kevin has always been scrappy and even as an 11-year-old child we see him getting into conflict with older people and gang members, so he’s had to have some split knuckles more than once. And he should have some sort of lasting mark from the first time he absorbed Ben’s Omnitrix, when just one arm and his head was a Pyronite. Maybe not a “scar” exactly, but some kind of discoloration on his skin. Or maybe his skin looks normal until you shine a black light on it and then you can see the pattern of a Pyronite magma coating on it or something.

But the most important scars in my Kevin head canon are on his arms...

[TW: ATTEMPTED SUICIDE MENTIONED, STOP READING HERE IF THAT WILL BOTHER YOU!]

On the inside of his arms, going all the way from the base of his wrist to the inside of his elbow. “Down the road, not cross the street” but you know what I mean. Not some small superficial cuts across the wrists, Kevin cut himself all the way up both arms. He was being serious. He was trying. He wanted to end it all. ...It happened shortly after the Ultimate Kevin incident where he almost absorbed Gwen. Kevin couldn’t see himself as anything other than a monster, he attacked several of his friends, and almost killed the woman he loved. Kevin was at his lowest point, didn't see any value in himself, and believed everyone he cared about would be better off without him.

[Trigger warning over, you may resume reading now.]

And, finally, as Kevin 11,000 in the Ben 10,000 future, Kevin develops blood pressure problems from all the stress of “taking over Rooks job of keeping the Rooters in line” and basically being the only authority in the Null Void. Maybe he also develops a heart condition from all his mutations over the years and all the stress it puts on his body.

#ben 10 #Kevin levin #Kevin 11 #Kevin 11000 #rook blonko

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iinfortunii · 4 years ago

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rules: code of conduct.

BEGIN.

Before we start, I would like you to have certain things in mind when approaching me ooc. I am very shy and quite awkward, which results in me not being much of a talker; however, I will always try my best to be friendly to whoever wants to approach. I dislike pet names so please do not use them with me unless we are very close. There will be times when I'm just exhausted, so my wording could sound rude/aggressive, to which I apologize in advance -I never mean to hurt people’s feelings. I also reserve the right to interact with WHOEVER I want, and pestering me about it will only get you blocked.

Updates will be made as required.

I. BASIC.

A. This blog is: Selective / Independent / Canon Divergent / NSFW / Mutuals only / Singleship / Mostly iconless / Multiverse / AU, Crossover, OC, and Multimuse friendly / Vaguely affiliated with the OP RP fandom.

B. I am a very slow rper for many reasons —school, family, my ever-fluctuating mood —and I would appreciate it if you refrained from pestering me for replies. In return I offer as much patience as necessary. Think of this blog as low activity please.

C. English is not my mother language so I apologize in advance for any mistakes made.

D. I track the tag #iinfortunii, although mentioning me works just as fine.

E. Constructive criticism is always welcome but anon hate will be immediately deleted. I have no problems if you disagree with my portrayal, but it doesn't give you the right to harass me.

F. Mun and muse are both over 18, so there are chances that heavy content will be present; however I won't be writing smut. I can roleplay anything before or after the act if requested, but the moment things get far too explicit, I'll do a fade-to-black. I ask of you to not lie about your age or else you’ll be blocked indefinitely.

G. This is a heavily headcanon-based blog, and changes are likely to be made as more information is revealed about him, though I reserve the right to adjust the new information according to my interpretation of Deuce or simply ignore it, which is why I’m canon divergent.

H. If you'd like to turn an ask into a thread, you can turn it into a new post, or reblog from me, as I won't be using the Tumblr asks anymore due to the problems that come with formatting and such.

I. Ask box is open for everyone ic or ooc, but you aren't allowed to turn it into a thread and nor I will reply to it if we’re not mutuals. Please don't push me, because I won't hesitate to block.

J. No godmoding —only a minor is allowed if it moves a thread forward —or metagaming, please. Don't kill Deuce either, unless plotted beforehand, and most importantly, don't hold your muse back.

K. Discord is available for mutuals upon request.

L. Just because I write something it does not mean I condone it. Please have this in mind and again, do not pester me about it. Any and all nsfw matters will be tagged accordingly. There will be triggering topics present, and you can know more about this on the section below.

M. DO NOT involve me in drama or call-out posts. I’m heavily against both things. On this note, you’ll never see me rebloging a call-out post. This culture is so damaging and toxic, and I firmly believe no one should play the role of the judge for the good of the community just because you had issues with someone or don’t agree with the things they roleplay. Talk things privately, be mature about it, hard-block the person and move on. I am also very aware that a lot of people have done things that can’t be excused, but I like to believe that people can change for the better. If you try to drag me into it, I'll hard block any and all people involved indefinitely.

II. TRIGGERS.

A. They will be tagged as trigger tw, trigger / and trigger cw.

B. I do my best to stay up to date with my mutuals triggers. Your comfort is way more important to me than you might think, so never be hesitant to approach me via IM, (anonymous) ask or stop following me.

C. Triggers that are likely to appear, although some more than others: violence || blood || death || drugs || abuse || knives || body image || medical equipment || suggestive content || etc

D. I have no triggers, so you are free to go wild with your content. I only ask you remember to tag your nsfw (both written and visual), please.

III. INTERACTIONS.

A. Deuce won't like everyone. He might/will make wrong assumptions about your character. He will insult and bite back. He won't always be nice to those he likes. He does many things that serve his interests. You, as the mun, have no reason to take it personal, because I'm won't follow someone I don't like; if you DO take it personal however, and decide to rouse drama, then I'll be hard-blocking you. Goes for me as well —I have no reason to get angry for any of the things noted above.

B. My bonds page displays the relationships that have been built over time, not necessarily through interaction alone but over plotting as well. Refer to it for more information.

C. Interactions with OCs related to canon characters will only take place as long as said OCs have a detailed about page. Personally, I'm not interested in the idea of an OC being blood-related to my portrayal, so I apologize in advance.

D. Formatting isn’t a big thing across my blogs, save for the small text. Please don’t mix either sup/sub with small text when writing with me, as I have eyesight problems. Don’t use colored text either.

E. Non-romantic pre-established relationships are allowed! Just make sure to talk it out with me first, yeah?

01. Spade / Whitebeard pirates (canon and original characters alike that i am MUTUALS with) will have a pre-established relationship as long as the other mun is comfortable with such idea, though that relationship will be limited to merely crewmates, unless discussed otherwise.

F. You don’t need to match my writing length as long as I’m given enough to work with. If something about my reply bothers or doesn’t work with you, let me know and I’ll re-work it.

G. I really enjoy plotting scenarios or talking out about the relationships my muse could have with other muses, so hit me up if you’ve got any ideas! I’ll try to do the same!

H. Mun does not equal muse, so don’t go assuming I’m a jerk simply because Deuce is an asshole from time to time. I’m set on the idea that I’ll give people the same treatment they give me —which is always nice and kind. Kudos to everyone for this ♡

I. I don’t use a threadtracker because I rely on my memory (terrible mistake, I know), but I try to draft people’s replies as soon as I see them. If by any reason it seems like I lost it, then please let me know / send me a link with it and I’ll be deeply grateful.

J. I don’t do nor reply to greetings starters for matters of my own comfort, so I ask of you to never expect a starter or a reply from them.

IV. SHIPPING.

A. Singleship, with the spot taken by daadzi, which means Deuce is no longer open for romantic relationships.

01. Under no circumstances, I will accept more romantic relationships once the spot is taken. That being said, I won’t discourage your muse from falling for / hitting on him, although I ask you to understand he will never respond with the same interest or will never react gently if he’s pushed too far.

02. If my shipping partner is comfortable enough, I'll interact with duplicates with the condition that the relationship is strictly platonic.

B. Constant interaction, mutual interest, and chemistry are a must for the sake of better communication (both ic and ooc, preferably).

C. Please do not approach me if you wish our characters to have either a: one night stand or friends with benefits type of relationships. It won’t work out due to the nature of Deuce’s personality, and for that I apologize.

E. My ship has its own tag so you're free to block it if you don't want to see it on your dashboard. In addition, I'll also tag those posts with only the ship name for this very purpose.

F. Please do not force ships on me.

V. CELEBRATIONS.

A. First off, I am absolutely terrible at keeping up with dates, and to be frank, I am not the biggest fan of celebrating, which is why I think it’s necessary to say I won’t be partaking in any holidays, not even Deuce’s birthday (not that he has one, to begin with). Obviously I will still reply to any gifts received, and will send out things in return —you know, common courtesy.

B. I won't be sending out birthday gifts every year, and I might write drabbles for people once in a blue moon; it doesn’t mean they will be done for the specific date though, so please be patient.

VI. REASONS TO NOT FOLLOW BACK / UNFOLLOW.

A. Too much drama / call-outs / vague posts / sexual content.

B. Content makes me uncomfortable.

C. You are a personal blog without a visible rp sideblog. Please make sure it's easy to find.

D. You do not have a proper tag system.

E. Your blog doesn’t have a rules and about pages.

F. You lack the manners to deal with people respectfully.

G. I have no interest / lost interest.

H. I'm constantly / only used as a meme archive.

I. Other reasons may apply. I will soft block so we can both cease following each other and avoid any potential awkward situations. I won’t make a fuss if you decide to unfollow so I expect the same courtesy.

VII. ABOUT BEATRICE.

She is not a real person. Her concept as Deuce’s (toxic) pseudolover is my creation and was somewhat inspired from the real life Beatrice Portinari. Do have in mind that Deuce doesn’t talk about her so your muse can’t simply approach him and ask about her unless they can go through his memories / read his mind / any capability alike or he speaks about her, though it won't take a genius to figure out that she's a product of his imagination.

You can read about her by clicking here -link to be added.

She serves as a lie to shield himself from the internalized homophobia he deals with up until meeting Ace.

NOTE: As stated previously, Mun =/= muse, but I too have been dealing with compulsory heterosexuality for far too long, so I'd like to apologize in advance for projecting a bit of that into my portrayal. I'll work so that this part makes sense with what we've been given from Ace's novel.

VIII. MISCELLANEOUS.

A. I will never force people to follow me, so if by any reason you have to unfollow/block me, please go ahead. Your comfort matters and have every right to do what you must to ensure your wellbeing. With that said, I will not tolerate and will immediately hard block if you try to police my content.

B. I do not follow back immediately, and it can take me from a few hours to several days to follow back. Do not take it personally if I choose not to.

C. If I follow it’s because I am interested in interacting. I only ask you to be patient because it might take me a while to gather the courage to send something to your inbox or talk to you.

D. I have. ZERO knowledge about medicine. Don’t expect me to go full force and try to be 100% accurate, because I won’t.

E. I practice reblog karma (send a meme to someone if I’m rebloging it from them). If you see something you’d like to reblog but have no intention in sending something yourself, then please reblog from the source.

IX. FINISH.

Thank you for taking the time to read this! As you might have noticed, there’s no password to send. Make sure to check the psa tag for any updates, or don’t hesitate to send an ask if there’s anything unclear! I do my best so as not to post too much OOC posts, but sometimes it just happens. If it's nothing important, then I'll erase it whenever I have the chance/remember.

Keanu Reeves vc: You’re all breathtaking!

#pinned post.#long post #❝ —talking nonsense ; ooc #❝ —off to new adventures ; queue #ooc.#queue.#[ this is a very long post btw ]

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staticfog · 5 years ago

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Welcome to STATICFOG!

My name is Ann! Thank you so much for taking the time to check out my blog. This pinned post is here to drop links to rules, my about directory, verses info, and my mun page. I’m also going to give a brief overview of what to expect around here!

I am over the age of 21, and I’ve been roleplaying on Tumblr for at least five years. I roleplayed privately before that as well.

Reading this post does not take the place of reading my pages.

As a default, I usually am slightly canon-divergent on muses, as well as head-canon based.

This blog contains horror muses, as well as a two heavily canon-divergent and head canon based canon characters and an OC from Hazbin Hotel. I am more than likely going to remain canon divergent, although the show has been greenlit, because I have created a lot of head canons for Alastor and have done a lot of development for how I imagined the story would progress.

I do help people plot Silent Hill trials for their muses. I have a lot of rules specific to my portrayal of the town, including regarding its omnipotence, omniscience, and sentience. Please read all sections of my rules and about page carefully prior to requesting a thread with this muse, as plotting is necessary.

Shipping availability varies between muses.

I am mutuals only for threads, but I am open to everyone for asks.

OOC interaction is important to me! I want to be friends with my partners.

I do tag triggers (i.e. child abuse tw). Many triggers, including cannibalism, blood / gore, body horror, abuse, and occult horror, may appear due to the nature of this blog.

I do some light formatting and I use icons where icons are available, but I do not ask that my partners do the same. I do, however, ask that you trim posts.

Give my permanent starter calls a like so I can see who you’re interested in? Link!

If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask! I’m excited to meet you, and I hope you have a lovely day and a great roleplaying experience!

#pinned post #i've come to talk with you again ( ooc )#i can be your long lost pal ( mun )

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midnightmoonkiss · 6 years ago

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❥Intro

Hello, all! My name is Midnight!

I am 21 years old!

I’m white, bi, cis, & go by she/her ! coffee-addict ☕️

This is my fandom side blog! 18+ ONLY.

『18＋ Blog Announcement』　

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I update pretty slowly, so, sorry about that!

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help-on-four-paws · 6 years ago

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How I Help My Girl as a Medical Alert and Response Dog

To read the original blog post, click here.

TW: self-harm mention

This photo was taken while I was just finishing up doing Deep Pressure Therapy for my girl. I moved to her legs because her body had already started responding to the pressure I'd been putting on her chest earlier, so she just needed some final grounding before this episode passed. You can see from my face how seriously I take my job!

A Medical Alert Service Dog performs a trained behaviour to indicate that their handler is about to have or is currently having a medical episode,* and a Medical Response Service Dog helps a handler who has a medical disability. Both types of Service Dogs can assist with a range of medical conditions, from epilepsy to type 1 diabetes, and from postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome to narcolepsy, and everything in between. It's not uncommon for a dog who is a Medical Response Service Dog to also be a Medical Alert Service Dog, because we dogs are perceptive creatures with strong noses and will often pick up on our handler's changes in body chemistry. Remember, though, that a Service Dog under the ADA must be "individually trained" in the task(s) that they perform for their disabled handler. This means that a dog who performs a natural medical alert does not qualify as a Service Dog in the US unless that alert is reinforced by the handler (or a trainer) since the Service Dog must be "trained to take a specific action" under the ADA. As a Service Dog for my girl, I am both a Medical Alert and Medical Response Service Dog because I perform tasks both that alert her to a medical episode and that are in response to medical episodes.

Because my girl has such a broad range of symptoms, I also have a variety of alert behaviours so that I can tell her exactly what's going on with her body.

As I explained in my post about my Psychiatric Service Dog tasks, I alert my girl to rising anxiety and incoming panic attacks through a variety of her body's signals. One of the very first tasks I learned to help my girl was pawing with increasing intensity in order to interrupt her when she starts nervous-scratching or picking at herself. Her anxiety causes her to do this unknowingly, often to the point where she bleeds, and since the scabs that form become itchy, the cycle can continue quite easily -- so the trick is interrupting the cycle so that she can catch herself before she starts bleeding, which is exactly what I do! This pawing also acts as an anxiety alert because the scratching indicates that her anxiety is rising close to the point of "no return." I can also alert to increasing heart rate or elevated cortisol as signs that her anxiety is rising, as well as to her anxious "hand flapping" that she does as a physical anxiety tic, and I use a paw for these as well so that all anxiety alerts are clumped together into one behaviour.

A couple years ago, my girl added a hypoglycemia alert to my repertoire of tasks. Her GI issues are understandably the (most likely) culprit of her drops in blood sugar, which itself causes an assortment of un-fun symptoms, but the situation is even more nuanced than that: thanks to my girl's chronic nausea, she often doesn't want to eat, but she has to be careful because blood sugar dipping too low can be a trigger for her migraines, which can last multiple days. As you can imagine, my girl is grateful for any kind of preventative action! My hypoglycemia alert can tell her when she absolutely needs to push past her nausea, even if eating causes its own form of discomfort, because that discomfort is the lesser of the two potential evils. I currently alert with a nose "boop" when her meter reads 80 mg/dL or lower. Sometimes I do a "chin rest" with a serious look on my face, and although this is my default "there's something wrong with you but I'm not formally trained to alert to it" behaviour, my girl has learned that sometimes I do this instead of a nose boop . My girl hasn't yet figured out if this is because her low blood sugar stems from two different causes, and since I'm a dog, I can't really communicate my reasoning to her. For the time being, we're treating it as a training glitch, and she keeps reinforcing the "boop" whenever I offer the "chin rest" instead. When I learned my hypoglycemia alert, I also learned the Breath Check command, where my girl leans down so I can sniff her breath better. This behaviour helps reassure my girl that my alert was a true alert and not just an accidental nose boop, because if I still give the nose boop after a Breath Check, then my girl knows to definitely check her blood sugar.

If you've read this far, you've already learned that my girl has migraines, and they most likely have a genetic component to them because they run in her family. Although my girl knows some triggers for her migraines -- pressure changes due to thunderstorms, low blood sugar -- these migraines are tricksters and don't always let her know what causes them. That's where I can help! I have a migraine alert where I gently "mouth" my girl on the hand in order to let her that a migraine is coming on. This behaviour lets her know to take her migraine medication, which can help lessen the impact and also duration of the migraine (however, it's not perfect and sometimes her migraines ignore medication completely). We haven't figured out a way for me to tell my girl how long her migraine is going to last, since it would be helpful to know if one is going to last 9 days or only a few hours, but hey, at least I can sometimes give her a bit of warning and that's better than nothing!

My newest medical alert (that I'm still perfecting, by the way) is to my girl's fatigue crashes. For a period of time after my girl exerts herself either physically or mentally, even to an extent that most normal people would consider "minor," she experiences a major energy crash, often accompanied by a "flare up" of other symptoms like chronic pain, anxiety, overstimulation (aka lots and lots of tears), or headaches and even her migraines. With these crashes, she can often barley think coherently, let alone function like a normal person, and even walking can sometimes feel like an insurmountable feat. When I give her an alert to an impending fatigue crash, I'm letting her know that she's going down fast so she needs to get herself ready for that, whether it's getting water to put beside her bed, finding the nearest dark and quiet space, or emailing someone to cancel plans while she still has the brain power to do so. Anyone who knows my girl knows that her face has it's own "alert" -- her cheeks turn lobster-red immediately before a fatigue crash. However, my alerts help for two main reasons: first, fatigue crash-to-lobster face isn't a 1:1 ratio and my girl can crash without lobster-ing, and second, fatigue crashes can happen in a time frame ranging from immediately after an exertion to a day or so after doing the exertion. My absence of an alert reassures my girl that she has at least a little more time to live her life normally, so my alerts offer her some predictability, which is nice to have when your chronic illness is largely unpredictable.

I want to take a moment to note that my medical alerts vary in how good I am at performing them. Medical alerting has probably been my biggest training struggle, so my girl and I still practice with scent samples quite frequently (and if you want to learn how I was taught to alert to medical episodes, click here).

If I alert my girl to her rising anxiety or an impending panic attack, one of the ways she can respond to that alert is by asking me to perform Deep Pressure Therapy (DPT), which is a form of firm sensory input that results in a calming effect for the body. I do DPT for my girl by lying on her chest preferably, especially because it forces her to take deep breaths instead of hyperventilating, but I can also lie across her legs if we're not in a situation where she can lie down fully. My body weight acts to quiet her sympathetic nervous system, which is responsible for her "fight or flight" response, and instead activates her parasypathetic nervous system, which is responsible for her "rest and digest" response and therefore is associated with decreased anxiety. As a result, her panic symptoms decrease, and she can eventually continue her life as normal. DPT may look like "just cuddling," but - scientifically - it's so much more! I can also do deep pressure therapy for her chronic pain, most often my girl's hips. My body heat acts like a hot water bottle to soothe her joints.

When my girl has one of her migraines, I can respond by doing forward momentum pulling, where I act like a dog-sized tugboat by pulling into my harness. Many people think of migraines as "just a headache," but migraines are actually a neurological problem. My girl's migraines "scramble" her brain and make it short-circuit on her, even if she has taken medication to get rid of the pain. Navigation can be a little tricky with a brain that's not cooperating, especially in a crowded area. Add in light sensitivity due to the migraine and navigation can be just downright difficult. But that's where I can help! Because my forward momentum pulling as a guiding aspect to it, I make sure that my girl gets safely where she needs to go. She can just close her eyes against the light if need be, and I'll weave around people and other moving obstacles as needed. The pulling aspect of this task also helps with my girl's balance, which is often thrown off by her brain's migraine "scrambling." I know how to find a few locations, lead her to a handful of important people in her life, and follow an indicated person. Sometimes words are tricky when my girl has a migraine and she'll trip over her words while trying to tell me where to go or what to do, but luckily I know her well enough after four years of being her pup that I can interpret her vague gesturing pretty accurately.

Of course, I can also perform forward momentum pulling when my girl's fatigue is flaring, even if I often do it to save her energy. When I pull her along, she doesn't use quite as much energy while walking and therefore doesn't get tired as quickly as she would walking on her own. Of course, the energy saved isn't vast, but every little erg of energy is necessary when you start your day short on spoons. When I do forward momentum pulling for my girl when she's experiencing fatigue, it can make a huge difference in whether or not she can accomplish a task.

Moving to a home with more space has meant that I've been able to expand my tasks in migraine response. Over the course of the past year, I've learned how to open doors using a special tug, as well as closing them with my nose. I have slowly begun learning how to turn light switches on and off all by myself. Being able to close doors and turn off the lights is helpful for my girl's migraines because she can get very light and sound sensitive. However, the pounding in her head gets worse with any small movement, so if I can save her getting out of bed, I prevent her from having to endure that pain. Similarly, I can do both of these tasks when my girl is having a high pain or fatigue day and appreciates whenever I can save her from doing even small actions, like when I help her undress at night.

Opening and closing doors has led to another task that I'm currently working on: retrieving a bottle of ginger ale from a specific spot in the fridge. In order to complete this task, I need to know how to open the fridge with a tug, grab the drink in its special holder (since its glass and therefore slippery), deliver the bottle to my girl in another room, and then return to close the fridge. Assuming I'm in my girl's bedroom with her, I would also have to open and close her bedroom door as well. That's a lot for a pup to remember to do! It's taking a lot of practice (and many treats!), but I'm starting to learn what I need to do. Once I've perfected this task, I'll be able to respond to my girl's bouts of bad nausea by bringing her a bottle of ginger ale.

You may have noticed that there's a lot of overlap between my psychiatric tasks, my mobility tasks, and my medical alert/response tasks. One symptom can be helped by many tasks, and one task can simultaneously help many symptoms. My girl's health issues are often interconnected and have similar symptoms, so it makes sense that my tasks can overlap to help multiple aspects of her health. I have a lot of aspects of my job, it's true, but I'm a pup that needs a job and needs to be mentally stimulated -- my foster mom knew this when she was trying to find me a fur-ever home, and so far, thanks to my girl's ever-fluctuating symptoms, there's been no shortage of work for me to do in this fur-ever home. And as a bonus, I get paid with fetch, and that's a pretty good trade-off in my opinion!

* Some people classify Medical Alert Dogs as only those dogs who alert their handlers before a medical event occurs, but we're including dogs who alert both before an episode and during episode (e.g. since dogs who assist diabetics are usually called Diabetic Alert Dogs, even though most of the time, they're alerting to a handler's already high or low blood sugar level - although some also alert to rapidly rising or rapidly lowering blood sugar levels).

If you missed Part 1 of this series about how I help my girl as a Psychiatric Service Dog, click here. And if you missed Part 2 of this series about how I help my girl as a Mobility Service Dog, click here.

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