#enjoy my brain worms

[playertwotails]

Okay so this has been circling around in my head for like two weeks like a fly hitting windows in a sun-room.

So I'm back on my Tails kitsune AU bullshit and I've also recently gotten into Cult of the Lamb so now they've mashed in my brain into a hodgepodged gloop.

And it's all going below the cut if you wanna read my brain worms cause it's long

***Trigger warning for like blood and cults and kidnapping and drugging. Just to give people a heads up (nothing too graphic or detailed but just in case and let me know if you think I missed anything I might need to warn people about)****

Little side note before jumping into this: do not tag as shipping, there is no shipping here it's all platonic and familial. If I see a ship tag I will block you.

Starting off it doesn't matter if Tails is actually a kitsune or not (I personally prefer that yes he is just for the post situation of the gang all being like "okay so what species is Tails actually???" )

I've just had this idea in my head where some cult somewhere is started and they worship kitsune's as godlike entities. They then catch wind of Tails in the news or rumors and their target is now locked.

So this cults leader gets the 'big brain but head actually empty' idea to kidnap Tails like any sane cult leader would.

Now these people somehow stumble ass backwards into kidnapping Tails and keeping him contained. And by keeping him contained they're basically drugging Tails just enough he's conscious but nonreactive. And they basically dress him up and drag him to their ceremonies as more of object than a kid. Tails is hating it and actually scared cause what the hell is wrong with these people let him go home.

Meanwhile Sonic and the gang are all freaking out cause "WHERE IS HE??!!!!" Cause lets be honest kidnapped by a cult was not on any of their bingo cards and at this point they don't know that's what happened, they only know Tails is gone and none of the usual suspects have him.

Rouge starts going through her contacts on the side looking for any crumb of information and gets a lead. And in typical Rouge fashion splits off on her own to look into it. She then comes across the cult and infiltrates their compound.

During her snooping though she overhears the leader of the cult and his subordinates talking about "living forever through the blood of their god's mortal form", sees a statue of a multi-tailed fox and all the red flags are immediately up for her. Internal panic button is smashed. 2 + 2 = fucked up situation.

She's already pressing the "get your asses here" button on her communicator and tears off as quickly but quietly as she can looking for Tails. When she finds him he's in a locked room just laying in bed, all dressed up in a white outfit. Which strange for her to see him just laying there since normally he'd be out and gone long time ago She sees what they've been giving him next to the bed and she's now double pissed off. (I like to think it's at least been over a week Tails has been missing, but if you wanna get really angsty make about 6 months, just as long as Sonic was locked up in Forces).

As gently but quickly as she can she bundles up Tails and carries him cause at this point he's got so much in his system he can't walk or talk, blinking is kinda his only form of communication at the moment. To which Rouge doesn't know what's worse, for Tails to have been asleep for the whole time unaware or to be awake for the whole time and know what's happening.

Tails on the other hand is just so happy to see her and scared that he starts crying. Which is just breaking Rouge's heart to witness as she starts to backtrack out of there with him, with him just silently crying nonstop in her arms.

Unfortunately only about halfway to the exit they discover Tails is gone and the place starts going into lock down with cultist swarming the halls of the place. And even though Rouge is an excellent fighter, she's in close quarters with a kid who can't walk so she's quickly overrun by cultist who tie her up and take Tails back.

The leader then using all of his one brain cell figures she's already signaled to the other's where they are and he knows it's only a matter of time before the fastest thing on the planet busts their door down looking for his little brother.

The leader announces to the group they're moving up the ceremony to now much to Rouge's horror and they drag her along too kicking and screaming cause they don't have time to drop her off in a cell or anything.

Everyone is now in this big ceremony/chapel room that has a big stone table covered in white flowers, that suspiciously is the perfect size for an 8 year old fox to lay down on. And the leader does just that laying Tails on the table.

Rouge is throwing an absolute fit and cursing everyone out cause no way in hell is she gonna let this happen, it's to the point multiple people are having to hold her down even with her tied up cause she's kicking up such a storm of rage.

Meanwhile, Tails is mentally absolutely freaking out in a panic and is terrified out of his mind, especially when the leader brings out a large ornate knife and starts chanting something.

As the leader is finishing up and reeling back his hand with the knife Sonic busts in and sees all of this. Immediately rushing to the table just as the cult leader goes for the downswing.

Sonic just barely catches the knife about an inch from Tails' chest grabbing on to the blade of it and cutting his hand which drips onto Tails.

Now Sonic finally has a moment to process all of this and what exactly is happening and for obvious reasons he is beyond pissed off. He's probably not far off from turning into dark Sonic or it's creeping around the edges of him. And just as he's about to send the cult leader to meet his maker he glances at Tails' face and that's the only reason he doesn't kill the leader right then and there. Cause Sonic thought Tails was asleep but now he notices not only is Tails somewhat awake but tears are streaming down his face.

So Sonic does the next best thing in this situation, knocks out the leader in less than a second and just pulls Tails into a hug off the table and starts just sobbing with Tails in his lap curled up on the floor. Cause the horror of what about happened and the relief Tails is okay and he found him in time hits Sonic all at once.

The rest of the cultists are still frozen cause for Sonic, Tails and the leader all that happened in less than a minute and the group is still catching their bearings of everything that just happened. Which is a good thing cause in that moment everyone else catches up and runs into this whole scene.

From their perspective though they just see Sonic sobbing over a limp Tails with blood on his chest (from Sonic's hand but they don't know that), a guy knocked out (or possibly dead??) next to them, a big stone table that suspiciously looks like an alter also next to them, Rouge who is still cursing up a storm tied up in the corner and held down by like 5 people, and a room full of people in matching robes that look like the guy up near Sonic and Tails.

The rest of the group now splits off with Amy and Knuckles running over to Sonic and Tails, Shadow going for the leader on the ground, Omega going to help Rouge, and the rest of their friends they had helping them splitting off to take care of the rest of the cultists.

From here everything gets resolved, cultists and leader locked up, Tails getting what ever drugs they were giving him out of his system and going home and everyone somewhat going back to their lives. Sonic however does not leave Tails' side for a while and hovers around him which for the first few weeks Tails appreciates cause if he's honest he doesn't want Sonic to be far from him either after everything and really doesn't want to be alone for long. Tails get constant nightmares about the situation and is snuggling with his big brother almost every night. Which is great for Sonic cause he's also getting terrible nightmares from the ordeal and feels better when he wakes up and Tails is right there.

It does get to the point though where after a bit of recovery and time healing the mental scars Tails has to convince Sonic that he can be go back to running around and exploring without Tails right next to him. It takes a lot of convincing and scheduling regular check-ins (like 5x more than they previously had) but Sonic and Tails slowly get somewhat back to their normal lives.

If you wanna get angsty though have it so Sonic is just a second too slow in saving Tails and the fallout from that. (couldn't be me though I'm a hurt/comfort girly at heart, give me the angst but everyone's okayish in the end)

[bean-spring]

Jayvik Modern AUs are hilarious to me because my boy Jayce is NOT playing any sports. He is NOT a jock. He is a gymbro nerd who tries to get his rich sister to play DnD with him, spends his days at the chemistry lab, plays chess and one day he suddenly needs to help the football team covering for someone because people think he must like sports. He doesn't even get along with everyone. He tries, of course, but he isn't the golden boy until the extremely rich and popular girl, president of the student-council, goes all "Popular! You're gonna be popular!" Glinda on him until he becomes popular thinking he's doing something good for the school when he isn't and he's getting carried away by fame and parties when all he truly wants is being with his lab partner Viktor. At the end of the day, Arcane truly was just like High School tbh.

[archive-rat]

random life interaction of the week (don’t worry about the glowing red eyes)

[atomicradiogirl]

i find it a very interesting choice that house md ends on enjoy yourself rather than you can’t always get what you want or maybe even the actual lyrical version of teardrop by massive attack.

enjoy yourself is the most optimistic of the songs and i’ve seen people complain that it kind of comes from nowhere and the actual meaning of the song especially considering that post-canon, wilson will die and house is dead figuratively (and will probably die literally with wilson), the song is not only a call to the viewer to live their lives to the fullest but asks house and wilson to enjoy the time they have left as they drive away from us, their stories are fundamentally over.

enjoy yourself is only referenced one other time in the show when hallucination amber sings it to house at a restaurant just before the hallucination finale of season 5. this presentation of enjoy yourself by “ghost” amber, someone who haunts house from his guilt over her death and near destruction of his relationship with wilson as a result is also a callback to her death in the first place. house is so scared by hallucination amber singing this song to him he begs wilson over the phone to pick him up, the exact request that killed amber. the optimistic song about living out your life to the fullest sung by the manifestation of his guilt, someone who died too soon also coupled with kutner dying 3 episodes prior to this, just makes the final use of this song so fascinating. the house writers obviously called back to this moment because it was house’s fear of death and change that made the initial scene scary. meanwhile house accepts wilson’s death and his death in the finale after healing and growing. this is why i think enjoy yourself is the perfect finale song. the house writers are telling us that they accept that their time is up and we should too, even though death is horrible and tragic and scary at the same time, everybody dies.

[tac-bat]

Dude the more I peek in the loopdile tag the less normal I become. SO with how I draw loop more akin to an analog horror creature I’d like to give some enrichment in a loop dile context.

So like context: my loop, my meow meow my freak, this is them. (For a visual idea) and like, after discussing with a friend we had the idea that they’d just be hard to look at. Not because of their body, but because trying to see their head clearly is near impossible. It’s like trying to focus a camera a little bit more, and it refuses to. chromatic abbreviation without the chrome pretty much. But ofc loop thinks it’s because they’re too disgusting to look at. It doesn’t help that sif avoided eye contact with them for the reason stated above. And neither of them communicated this because come on, what do you expect of them both??? So! Loop just accepted it, and to them, it made perfect sense. They’re not even “humanoid” anymore they’re,,, Somthing else.

ENTER ODILE post game!!! Where loop joins the party. Don’t ask me how they make it work, they just do.

Anyways, ofc Odile is intrigued by loop, apart on how they look, but mainly for mannerisms (still haven’t quite figured it out though). And loops attitude and arms length distance they try to keep everyone else at doesn’t deter her. Plus, Odile can see past it and know’s loop is doing it on purpose to put as much distance from them and the party as they can. And hey, somehow, because of her determination. Loop (just a little) brings their guard down (just a little). Maybe they can just be a little selfish in wanting her company.

SO! maybe one time, they’re talking. And as always Odile has to look away from loop. And, loop, decided to finally comment on it in a joking matter. Odile, ofcourse is confused, and pushes on it. And loop for once, snaps back.

Look at them! For universe sake!! Does she really look at loop, see way they’re stretched, crouch and tower over everyone—the way their arms are like branches and their fingers as needles, their legs are twisted like a wolf’s, their neck elongated: craneing and bending like no other should—and conclude that they aren’t hard to look at? Too disgusting to look at???

Odile, for the first time, forces herself to look loop in the eyes, her head hurting as she does.

And says no.

She doesn’t.

She never did.

In fact, she finds them fascinating.

Loop, has trouble comprehending that.

It’s even more jarring that Odile tells them she wants to look at them. Wants to see their face for more than a glance. What?? Has she gone insane???

I think it’s then Odile explains why she, and nobody else can.

Loop doesn’t know how to feel about that. They also don’t like how it makes their chest feel light that Odile wants too. They immediately bury it. Even if she doesn’t find them disgusting (a fact they’re still trying to grapple with) she would be if those (not) intrusive feelings came to light. Absolutely not. No way.

Odile doesn’t realize it yet as she hasn’t clocked the feeling she’s having yet about loop, but, she in fact, would reciprocate. By reciprocate I mean both would do it in their own fucked up ascespec way /pos

God, help them both :skull emoji:

[feketeribizli]

marci thinking dating another ginger is incest is so funny. he was fine with the british until he realised they could be ginger too he'll khs when he sees prince harry (ginger balding and incest). he's so true hating british people over a situationship tho i love u ginger british womans influence 💜

kendall and her impact 🩷

[devil-in-hiding]

hi as a little thanks for 3,000 followers here is the face of the gremlin y’all feed with your kind words and praises

but yeah anyways i can not believe ive reached 3,000?? i had a total of 175 followers total when i started posting attack on titan (too all my AOT moots you have a special place in my heart)

and then COD absolutely blew up on my page and i had no idea my writing would be so well received. it has been the breath of fresh air i needed because i so desperately missed writing

so like i love yall and thanks for the support, i love reading comments and tags , they make my day!

[woobiedoovo]

I know I’ve been posting a lot of smut, but these old men aren’t always getting freaky I swear!

They go out on dates, hold hands, and cuddle under the covers. Stan makes Ford breakfast, lunch, AND dinner because god knows the man shouldn’t be allowed in the kitchen. Ford will massage Stan’s back after a long day. Stan will pull Ford out of his lab and make him relax, and Stanford will comfort Stan during his memory lapses.

These two old men love each other, and want to spend the rest of their lives together making up for lost time.

[floweyseviltwin]

asriels

[lesbianshadowheart]

"You killed them all, didn't you?" "Like dogs, Shianni" > the entirety of Veilguard's writing put together. if im being fully honest

[lesbianherald]

sigh i get so many anons who are like. absolutely cooking with gas that I simply cannot respond to because I'm trying to do this thing where I lead with what I enjoy

but boy do i have a hater in me and you guys speak to her and make her want to sing

(edit: if this is about like - general season 2 writing and stuff I'll answer because critique is different - but if its about a ship its different you know. that's more firing shots at the fandom than engaging with the source material)

[funeralhomewifi]

do not go gentle - a rook fanfic

*shakes treat bag* I come baring more Hemlock feels and more Viago/Rook dynamic.

Hemlock decides to try to take the hard way out of the fade regret prison.

warnings: suicidal ideation

There was a certain irony to a girl named Hemlock becoming the ward of the Crow’s most master poisoner. 

Failure. Failure. Failure. 

Forgotten. Forgotten. Forgotten. 

Hemlock could only take so much beratement as she paced through the fade. Each corner presenting her with her worst moments, an endless barrage reminding her how unwanted and unneeded she was. Viago’s endless disappointment. Lucanis avoiding her in the pantry. Varric… Tears prickled her burning eyes… Varric dying. He’d taken a chance on her and Hemlock paid him back in his death. 

She rolled the small vial between her fingers. Hem wasn’t sure what would happen if she died in the fade, but she wasn’t getting out any time soon. She’d screamed, stabbed, dug, stabbed, cried and cried some more…

Hemlock had plucked the poison from Viago’s collection during her last visit.

She was tired. 

Hemlock uncapped the poison. She picked one that would remind her that it was working, one that wouldn’t have an adverse reaction to the poisons she’d built an immunity to. 

Knocking the vial back, the liquid burned as it hit her tongue and slid down her throat. Seconds and it seized her breathing and slithered through her blood system. 

Rook, Rook, Rook… Failure… Disappointment….

Hemlock slid to her knees on the edge of a formless cliff… 

Hem!

Dazed, Hemlock straightened, eyes heavy as she glared into the abyss. 

Open! Hem! Eyes! 

“Spite?” Hemlock slurred, shaking her head. Yeah, she would get haunted after death. 

“Hemlock!” Lucanis and Spite’s graveled voice prickled her ears. “Hem! Rook!”

Cologne and coffee wrapped over her as darkness and light prickled her vision. 

Grab her! That’s Hem! Rook! 

Hemlock was being moved. Why was she moving? Backwards away from the ledge.. No… No…No…

Then Hemlock was in the lighthouse again. Her remaining team hovering over her. 

Lucanis pushed through, “What did…” Spite’s purple eyes took over. “HE DO. TO. OUR! HEM! OURS!” 

“Oh dear.” Emmrich’s soft grasp checked her pulse. “She’s not–”

“POISON,” Spite snapped, sniffing. “POISON. HEM.” SNIFF. 

Emmrich picked up the vial in her fingers. 

“Oh, Hemlock.” Bellara whispered. “The antivenom? Surely she has–”

“MOVE!” Lucanis shook away Spite’s influence and pulled Hemlock into his arms. “The eluvian… We need–”

Hemlock let out a whine of protest before her vision blurred. 

Seconds later, Lucanis fell through the Eluvian into the Cantori Diamond, snapping at Fledgelings gawking and frozen over the Demon of Vyrantium emerging with the Fifth Talon’s favorite protege limp and eerily pale in his arms. 

“Luc–” Teia emerged from the office first. “Did you get… Oh…”

Viago towered after her, jaw tense as he took in the scene. “What did you do?”

Lucanis’s explanation caught in his throat. Hem was growing colder, limper. “POISON! SAD! ANGRY!”

—

“Stop lingering!” Viago snapped at the Fledgelings, he pulled Hemlock from Dellamorte’s arms and carried her to his office. She was so light. “What poison?” 

Teia rifled through the drawer of antivenoms. 

Viago steadied Hemlock’s head from rolling back. Her lips were blue, eyes glazed over, pulse slowing. “Hemlock?” 

No answer, no acknowledgement in her eyes, no snark. 

“This… this was found in her grasp.” 

Viago examined the bright poison, even missing the label… 

“You aren’t getting out of this so easily–” Pushing his fingers to the back of her throat. 

“Vi!” Teia admonished, quickly turning Rook over as a shudder racked through her body before vomiting weakly. “Oh, sweet girl.”

“Hemlock?” Lucanis tried. “Viago—”

“Get out!” Viago snapped, “This is not a Dellamorte issue any longer.”

“I–” 

“Lucca,” Teia murmured. “Go. Go to her room and start the fireplace.”

Viago glared up briefly, tilting an even brighter vial of antivenom into her mouth. “We’ll discuss why you know where her room is later.”

—

Hemlock sluggishly opened her eyes. 

There was a heavy weight on her chest. She was too warm. Too achy. 

A meow invaded her ears. 

“Coco?” It hurt to speak, her voice was raspy. 

The black cat meowed and kneaded her paws on Hemlock’s sore stomach. 

How was she back in the Cantori Diamond? In Treviso? The fade… was the fade… 

Heat bubbled up in her throat and Hemlock launched herself up, puking on the floor before wheezing horribly. Moving made everything worse. 

“What were you thinking, Hemlock?” The darkest corner of the room questioned. Viago leaned into the light, dark circles under his eyes, jaw tense. “Why would you–”

“Viago?” Hemlock squeezed her eyes shut to keep the room from spinning. “Stop.”

Viago moved to sit on the edge of the bed. He swept back her light pink hair stuck to her forehead and Hemlock almost nuzzled his hand. He handed her a cup of water. “You’ve been gone for weeks.”

Hemlock winced as the water tickled her throat and made the fire in her belly worse. “What’s a few weeks on top of a couple years?”

“And you were meant to always come back home. Unpoisoned.”

“Wish it worked,” Hem deadpanned, forcing herself to the edge of the bed. “How did you…” She motioned to the vomit and herself. 

“Because when the Demon of Vyrantium comes into the casino carrying the half-dead body of my favorite–”

Hem scoffed. “I’m no one's favorite, Vi.” 

Viagos's gentle grasp moved to snatch her hair back, baring Hemlock's neck, leaning in close enough that he could rip out her throat. “What have I said about self-depreciation?”

“Right. It’s only valid if it's from you.” Hemlock huffed, deflating. Slowly, Hemlock sunk back down, any fight slinking away as she rested her head on his leg. 

Viago froze, unraveling slowly to comb Hem’s hair back. They hadn’t sat like this since Hemlock was in training, since before Viago being Talon was on the horizon. When she was just the chaotic ward of the de Riva master poisoner who was his little shadow. 

“You need to get back to your team.” Viago managed softly as possible. “Teia has managed to keeo up them from crowding your bed for as long as she can. Specifically Lucanis and his… demon… thing.”

“Right,” Hem sighed, rolling back to stare up at the ceiling. She couldn’t the twinge in her heart that desperately wanted Lucanis at that moment. They hadn’t said everything they wanted before Tearstone Island. Now… “Vi… I don’t know how to continue…” 

“Same way you always have, Hem.” Viago rose, picking up Coco and placing the cat beside Hemlock. “You still have a contract to complete.” 

***

Viago walked Hemlock back to the Eluvian while Teia kept a safe distance. 

“I don’t need an escort,” Hemlock sighed. 

“Do I need to remind you–” 

“Tone,” Teia called from the end of the catwalk. 

“Rook,” Viago scowled. Then amended. “Hemlock, you were gone–”

“Okay, okay.” Hemlock swallowed, “Don’t bust an artery, Vi.” 

Viago pinched the bridge of his nose. “I gave your Crow blades and armor to Lucanis.”

Oh. Hemlock blinked back the potential tears in favor of a wry grin. “I mean, that’s another way to get him in my pants.” 

Before Viago truly did have an aneurysm, Hemlock let out a laugh and went through the Eluvian. 

[zikadraws]

Personal Powerpuff Girls older-ish design ! ^^

Believe it or not, Buttercup was the trickiest to customise here.

[tea-time-terrier]

Such a nice morning with the girls!

[keeps-ache]

sigh. i did it </3

[wormdebut]

STEDDIE MICROFIC JULY: STEVE NO FUN HARRINGTON

@steddiemicrofic | Word: Pool | Word Count: 442 Rated: T (for swears, it’s a Worm Drabble of course there are swears) | CW: none

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“You’re literally no fun, Steven.” Dustin sniped turning on his heel to go jump back into the pool.

“Yup that’s me, Steve No Fun Harrington. Use my pool, eat my food, play your stupid dumbbells and dingbats game in my living room, but god forbid you have fun.” Steve mumbles under his breath reaching for his beer.

He almost knocked the damn thing over when he felt a hand clap his shoulder, hot breath next to his ear, “Dumbbells and Dingbats huh? Better not let their DM hear you talk shit, baby, I hear he can be a little mean.”

Steve leans his head back to knock into his very hot boyfriends chest. Eddie and Steve has just kinda…fell into each others space after everything in March and four months later, Steve had absolutely zero complaints.

He juts his bottom lip out looking up at Eddie. He probably looked ridiculous, but Eddie looked at Steve like he hung the moon and Steve was 100% sure he returned that gaze whenever he had the chance.

Eddie laughs placing a quick kiss on Steve’s nose.

“What’d Henderson do this time?” Eddie asked as Steve sat back up his chair.

“How’d you know it was Henderson?”

Eddie dramatically plopped into the seat next to him, looking at him with a raised brow and a smirk. “You trying to tell me it wasn’t?”

Steve couldn’t help but laugh, Eddie always had a way of mellowing him out. “You know how it is, they just want me in the damn pool and I don’t wanna be in the damn pool Eddie.”

Steve watched as Eddie face shifted, inquisitive. He knew Eddie wanted to ask but Steve also knew that he wouldn’t. They knew each other well enough at this point to leave certain things unsaid.

Eddie opened his mouth to respond, but was met with a chorus of greeting from the kids before he could.

Eddie waved them off, telling them he’d join them in a few, before turning back to Steve.

“Do you wanna just come sit at the edge? It is pretty fucking hot Stevie, and you’re already smokin’, so maybe dipping your feet in wouldn’t be such a bad idea?”

Steve laughed, Eddie was a ham and he loved it.

Loved him.

Eddie stood up, running a hand through Steve’s hair, “I’ll hold your hand the whole time.”

Steve looked up at him again, he was sure there were hearts where his eyes were supposed to be. “Promise?”

Steve let himself be pulled up, Eddie placing a quick to his lips before dragging him to the edge of the pool.

“Yeah baby, I promise.”

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