#hurt more than i thought it would but still very easily less bad than my previous 2

[fantabulisticity]

1. My plant is flowering again!!!!

2. I GOT MY TATTOO!!!!!!!!!!!! A Death's Head Hawkmoth dagger.

[thatgirlonstage]

Okay I’m too tired to keep listening to Dark Heir but I’ve got a whole bus ride home so I’m going to spin Black Butler thoughts at you all.

(Idk how coherent this is, I’m sorry if it’s rambly my brain is SO dead but it wants to Talk so)

I’m thinking about… the gradual build of Sebastian’s fear that he could actually lose Ciel, as we go:

The asthma attack in Circus Arc: not ultimately serious, but a danger to Ciel’s wellbeing Sebastian had not been aware of and cannot easily fix

The fight on the Campania, where Sebastian is very seriously injured himself, to the point where he’s in danger of losing Ciel to Undertaker because he can’t physically stop him from being taken,

Which leads into THIS fucking moment in school arc:

which is entirely fueled by Sebastian’s fear that Undertaker will snatch Ciel out from under him, AGAIN, because he did it before

AND THEN GREEN WITCH ARC HAPPENS, where Sebastian gets within literal minutes of losing Ciel to the gas, and WOULD HAVE if Sieglinde hadn’t been there or hadn’t been willing to help them

And still in Green Witch Arc, even AFTER Ciel has physically survived, Sebastian nearly loses him anyway because he backslides so dramatically into a PTSD episode that it nearly voids their contract

All of which is why by the time you get to the Blue Cult Arc, Sebastian is so genuinely afraid he might not be able to protect Ciel that the scent of blood from a single needle prick makes him do. This.

And now, with bizarre dolls getting ever more advanced and better at hiding from Sebastian’s senses and the whole police force mobilized against them, I’m very ready for Sebastian in Brighton to be doing everything short of wrapping Ciel in 19th century bubble wrap. I’ll frankly be shocked if he lets Ciel out of his sight for more than five minutes.

But the thing is. The thing is. Narratively, there isn’t much further you can ratchet up the stakes for Sebastian (at least until you get to the moment of truth with the contract and eating his soul, which is a different conversation). Ciel being put in danger or hurt again isn’t going to do all that much to alter their relationship at this point. Sebastian is already about as whipped as the poor guy can get.

What would be a change, is Ciel nearly losing Sebastian.

There’s been—for obvious reasons—much less risk and fear on that front. There has been some build for it:

Red Butler Arc, encountering reapers, Ciel sees Sebastian fight an enemy who can actually hold their own against him for the first time (and while I don’t think this is confirmed, I suspect Grell’s chainsaw eating his shoulder is the first time Ciel sees him get injured for real (as opposed to allowing himself to get shot and playing dead just for the sake of being a dramatic bitch))

Curry Arc, Agni successfully fights Sebastian to a tie (which is why I’m VERY interested to see if Soma turns back up in the Brighton arc as well, feat. angry Kali powers)

[The murder arc is a fake out, because Ciel knows he’s fine the whole time]

On the Campania, Ciel sees him get very badly injured. This is the one and only time Ciel has real cause to fear for Sebastian’s safety, as such.

And since then, while Sebastian isn’t quite untouchable, he hasn’t really suffered any serious injury or physical danger to himself. There have been defeats or fights that didn’t end perfectly for him—such as the school arc fight—but Sebastian hasn’t been existentially threatened. Ciel, I think, still has pretty high confidence that worst case scenario, Sebastian can always just pick him up and make a run for it (indeed, part of the reason things got so bad on the Campania was because they were trapped on a boat). And even if Sebastian couldn’t save him, Ciel—to the extent it’s even occurred to him—doesn’t have a lot of reason to think he couldn’t save himself.

This is now the second time Ciel has lost everything—his title, his name, his home, his safety, his dignity and respect. The first time was worse, obviously, but he’s got to be feeling the similarities.

The first time, Sebastian pulled him out of his despair by offering him the power to escape.

Now, the second time, he at least still has Sebastian by his side. A Sebastian who is going to be laser-focused on protecting Ciel from all possible threats.

But what happens if Ciel thinks he might lose Sebastian too?

[il0vewomenz]

𝙎𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙠𝙖, 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙤, 𝙆𝙖𝙚𝙙𝙚, 𝙆𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙞𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙎/𝙊 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙖 𝘽𝙤𝙠𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚!

Bokodere — character who lashes out with their fists when they get embarrassed from their love interest in order to hide their shyness and feelings of love. They go into fight-or-flight mode when flustered despite not really wanting to hurt their love interest. After some time as they get more used to being affectionate with their love interest they will feel less flustered and will gain control over their aggressive impulses.

TW: Very OOC.

SAYAKA:

When Sayaka first met you, she thought you were just really shy, and she found it adorable! While introducing herself, she playfully teased you.

Your face turned red, and you accidentally punched her in the face so hard that she fell backwards. "Ah!" She let out a small squeak. She looked up at you and asked, "Um... I'm sorry, did something I say upset you?" Sayaka's voice was soft and gentle. You covered your face in shame and embarrassment. "N-no! I'm so sorry, I don't know why I did that! What's wrong with me..!" You said, feeling incredibly ashamed.

Sayaka lowered her head, her face hidden in shadow. It made you feel even worse, but suddenly she lifted her head with a smile on her face. "It's okay, Y/N, don't worry about it!" You helped her up and asked, "Uh... Are you okay? I punched you pretty hard..." Sayaka chuckled slightly and replied, "Yeah... It hurts a little..." In reality, it hurt a lot, but she didn't want you to feel bad or for you to use your fists on her again.

She had a strong intuition that you didn't have any malicious intentions when you punched her, and she had a knack for reading people. As you spent more time with her, you slowly became more comfortable around her. And when the two of you started dating, you stopped getting so embarrassed over simple affection. Well... You still got embarrassed, but instead of taking it out on Sayaka with your fists, you learned how to control yourself with a little help from her!

MONDO:

Mondo always gets nervous around girls he likes, so it wasn't surprising that he acted that way around you. Most girls tend to get scared off by his loud behavior, but you were different. You got easily embarrassed around him. So, could it be said that both of you are nervous around each other?

Well, yeah. The only difference is that he doesn't hit the girls he likes. "What was that for!?" Mondo asks, his tone rising. "I-I'm so sorry! I couldn't control myself, it was a reflex!" Now Mondo wasn't sure what upset him more - the fact that the girl he likes punched him or that it actually hurt.

Mondo has a severe complex about appearing weak, so the fact that a girl hitting him hurt made him feel weak. "W-why aren't you saying anything... I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to!" You apologize once more. "Don't worry about it! I didn't even feel it!" He says, trying to convince himself more than you. "Really?" You ask, confusion evident on your face. Normally, people would admit it hurt a lot. Your doubt made him slightly more frustrated, but he managed to hide it well. "Hell yeah, it didn't!"

Sorry if you wanted a gender natural reader for Mondo but it was way easier for me to write a female reader when it comes to Mondo!

KAEDE:

When Kaede first saw you, she couldn't help but call you cute because of your adorable appearance. Little did she know, that was a big mistake. It made you feel so embarrassed that you reacted impulsively and ended up punching her.

"W-what was that for?" she asks, clearly confused. "Oh my goodness... I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm really sorry, it's just a reflex for me when I get embarrassed. I don't know how to handle it, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you, I apologize!"

You blurt out your words in a rush, feeling remorseful. "I-it's okay..." Kaede says, a small bead of sweat forming on her cheek. "One apology is enough..." She says, trying to smile nervously.

Just like you, Kaede can be impulsive at times, but she's trying her best to be patient with you, hoping that you'll do the same and learn to control yourself around her. And if you do, that would be great!

But even she can lose her cool sometimes, especially if you continue to react the same way even when you're dating. "Y/N, please stop hitting me!" she exclaims. She holds your hands in hers and looks into your eyes. "Please, just calm down!"

KOKICHI:

He would quickly notice how easily flustered you get around him and would take advantage of it by teasing you. When you hit him, his mischievous expression lingers for a few seconds before he dramatically bursts into crocodile tears.

"WAHHHH!! H-how could you hurt me like this!? I was just trying to be friends with you!" Your lips tremble slightly as the blush remains on your face. You try to think of something to say to diffuse the situation, but before you can, he laughs.

"Nee-heehee! Just kidding! You're obviously too weak to hurt me!" That was a lie.

Kokichi continues to tease you, testing your limits. Sometimes it's hard to keep up the facade of being unfazed when he pushes too far. One time, he couldn't hide the pain when you kicked him in his crotch. He fell to the floor, clutching himself. "Agh..! I shouldn't have told them to be rougher!" he thought.

Over time, you start to get used to his teasing, which sometimes annoys him. He doesn't like it when you don't react the way he expects or stop paying attention to him. That's just boring!

MIU:

Miu is Miu, no doubt about it. It's no wonder you feel embarrassed when you're around her. She's always making those sex jokes and whatnot. So, in a fit of embarrassment, you lash out and smack her in the face.

"What the hell!?" Miu exclaims. "What's your problem!?" She asks, caught off guard and feeling defenseless. "I'm sorry, Miu!" You apologize. "Sorry? Are you apologizing for hitting me or for your lack of chest size!?" She bluntly questions. Your face turns even redder as you struggle to find the right words. "Oh, what's the matter? You seemed pretty confident when you smacked me right in the face!" She reminds you. "Listen, Miu... I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to!" Miu scoffs. "Just don't fuckin' ever do it again!"

This one is very short but I didn't have an idea how to continue this.

[softxsuki]

Hiii

I wanted to requst confort Bakugou in which his girlfriend relapsed in selfharms.

Okay so this is kind of a emergency request because i have been kind of low and i relapsed in selfharm yesterday after five months with out doing it.

Thanks so much 🩷🩶

Bakugou Comforts Girlfriend Who Relapses From S.H

| Pairing: ProHero!Bakugou x Fem!Reader | Genre: Comfort, Angst | Post-Type: Headcanons | Word Count: 980 |

Warnings: mentions of self-harm, blades, blood, scars, cuts, mentions of death (no actual death), self-blame, please don't read if these topics will bring you more harm than good.

Note: Hey, hope this is able to bring you some comfort. Even if you've relapsed again, don't blame yourself. Keep trying until those five months turn into a year and so on, even if you fall again. I'm here if you ever need me <3 (also thanks for requesting this, kinda forced me to write something after 2 months of no writing and Bakugou always gets my inspiration flowing. Sorry if it's bad though, I'm a bit rusty FHJKEBAF)

Bakugou walks in on you cutting after barging into the bathroom without any warning

You were a couple, there wasn’t much privacy between you both any more after years of being together, so this was pretty normal

However seeing the blood on you with a razor in your hands, he freaks out

He runs over to you and snatches the blade from your hands quickly, cutting his hand in the process as you begin to struggle

“What the hell are you doing?” He repeats over and over again, as if trying to understand what it is he’s witnessing 

His heart is hammering in his chest and his palms get even sweatier than usual, he’s scared

He’s a bit explosive, running his hands through his hair as he looks down at you, getting blood in his blond hair from accidentally cutting himself, but he’s less worried about his mess and more worried about you

He washes you off and treats your wounds while mumbling to himself

Truthfully he’s putting a lot of the blame on himself

He had known about your past with self-harm, yet became a little lax after you’ve been clean for so long

As someone obsessed with keeping his loved ones safe, he feels like he’s failed from keeping you safe from yourself when you’re always beside him, wasn’t that his job as a hero? If he couldn’t keep you safe, how could he keep the country safe?

He might be a little harsh with his words, because he is upset, but he isn’t upset with you, he’s upset with himself for not noticing your struggle sooner

Surely you had been trying to avoid doing this but he’s been so preoccupied with hero work, returning home exhausted that he never noticed

Brings you into his arms in a tight embrace once he’s calmed down a little bit after seeing your tears and hearing your persistent apologies, coming back to reality and giving you the comfort he had failed to provide you with before

You feel him trembling slightly as he holds you, knowing how easily he could have lost you today, not from a villain, but from your own hands, the thought alone terrifies him to death

He helps you up (might even carry you because why not?) and brings you to bed, pressing kissing to the top of your head as he continues to hold you, not caring for the blood that was still dried up on his hands and hair from the wound he still hadn’t taken care of on his own hands, or the sweat still lingering on his body from a full day of patrolling and catching random villains on the street

You have to push him to leave you to go clean himself up so he can finally relax, not that he would relax after seeing all that

He refuses to have you tend to his own wounds, reassuring you that he was fine and would clean it up himself, he’s very self-reliant like that, not wanting to burden you with that or blame yourself for him also getting hurt

He feels a little anxious though, deciding to shower with the bathroom door open and talking to you about his day, making sure he hears a response from you every now and then

You’re his everything and he’d never see you hurt like that again

Moving forwards he’s very attentive, calling you throughout the day when he has a spare moment, and is uncharacteristically enthusiastic when you mention stopping by the agency to bring him lunch through the week, not that he’d ever tell anyone that, but you see him visibly relax when you enter his office and that gentle smile of his that only you have the honor of seeing is stamped across his face

You felt a little guilty for worrying him so much, yet you were grateful for his support after that terrible night and the fact that overall, he hadn’t treated you any differently and still cared for you deeply

At home he notices you hiding your scars from him, but he rolls your sleeves up and presses kisses to the tattered skin, showing you the countless scars he had on his arms, chest and face from years of hero work

“You gotta accept them to move forward, hiding them away just continues that internal battle inside you. If any idiot has the balls to comment on them, I’ll handle it. So don’t go covering them up”

He’s always been protective of you in his own special way, but that heightens after your relapse, though he does it in a way where he won’t be suffocating because he knows that would annoy him as well if someone did that to him

But he’s a little extra clingy when he’s home and his voice is a bit softer when he speaks to you

Because the worst thought suddenly crosses his mind after a few sleepless nights; what if he had been the one behind your actions? What if he had caused you to relapse by accidentally neglecting you due to his busy schedule or maybe he snapped at you accidentally after a long day–the thought made his heart clench 

Even if he wasn’t the number one hero, he wanted to be the number one in your life, to be there for you and protect you, but what if he was the villain?

Noticing his distress, you immediately shut those thoughts down, you had your own problems you were working through in your head and with the things you went through each day, he was your only safe place

Though things got hard at times, you knew with his help that one day you’d never feel tempted by a blade anymore, and with Katsuki by your side, you knew that day would be a lot closer than you thought

Posted: 04/08/2024

[zebulontheplanet]

I don’t talk about my mental health here much because well, this is mostly an autism page. But I think it’s good to bring awareness to all things. As some people know, I was recently sorta diagnosed with bipolar type Schizoaffective. It’s been a journey for sure. We’re still figuring out things and starting treatment. If it’s bipolar, it’s bipolar, if not, it’s another mood disorder similar to bipolar.

Hypomania has been something I have experienced multiple times but never realized was hypomania and thought it was simply ups from BPD, which I am formally diagnosed with. I never before realized that my days of being so high, weren’t BPD. However, hypomania has caused many things, and I’d like to talk about it.

Disclaimer: Hypomania is a Bipolar term. And is not something people with BPD or other mood disorders experience.

Hypomania has caused me to take on a religion I do not believe in and become obsessed with it. It’s a full on delusion. Hypomania has made it so I joined an online cult and put all my time into it. Hypomania has meant that I don’t sleep for days at a time (i sleep!! Just less than 3 hours at a time. More like naps.) I go high, do everything, do adventurous things and things I wouldn’t normally do, then I crash and sleep for a few hours, then I’m back at it again.

Hypomania is SCARY to me. It causes extreme paranoia, extreme mood swings, and extreme ups and downs in my moods.

It causes me to self harm, to hurt myself, to do things to my health that I wouldn’t in my right mind do. I won’t use my mobility aids, I’ll stop taking my medication, I’ll convince myself I’m unstoppable. I’ll walk miles even though my body can’t physically handle it. I’ll be in less chronic pain, if any, and therefore think I’m cured and on top of the world. I think I’m superior, I get shit done that I haven’t done in months and manically clean, organize, and yeah. My hypomanic episodes are not for the weak.

I get frustrated easily, I say rude things, I ruin, or almost ruin relationships with my carelessness and anger. I think of breaking up with my fiancé, even though I love them very much and would NEVER want to do that.

Hypomania is not a silly thing. I almost ruin my life EVERY SINGLE TIME. It’s hard to deal with hypomania. It’s hard to deal with me when I’m hypomanic. I’m hyper, I’m high. I’m all over the place. My heart races, and I feel like I just took a drug. I’m not myself. Me hypomanic is NOT me.

I wish more people realized that hypomania wasn’t just some silly thing, that it wasn’t something that is just silly goofy intrusive thoughts that you do. That it wasn’t just dying your hair and spending some money. (Although some people do that during hypomanic, it’s just so much more than that!!!) Hypomania is life changing. Realizing you’re hypomanic is life changing. Realizing that all your life those big highs and lows were something is life changing.

Don’t undermine hypomania. Don’t say that it’s not life ruining. Don’t say that it’s not “that bad”. It’s bad. Some people experience more calm hypomanic episodes, and I have DEFINITELY experienced more calm ones. But my hypomania is extreme most of the time. Let’s stop undermining hypomania. It’s a lot, and I wish more people realized that.

[nocturnal-lanturn]

most to least likely to get bitches: txt edition

pt2 of my "mtl likely to get bitches" my other ver was for skz and i thought it was funny and my friend and i were talking about it again. so. here it is.

also warnings: suggestive themes!!!

1. yeonjun is the obvious choice. he obviously gets bitches. idk if i even have to explain, he has the face card, he has the body, he has the social skills, he has the confidence. 100% gets hoes with ease. he knows his power and exercises it. about 75% likely to fuck a fan, i sense that he prolly wouldn't mind

2. taehyun, personally i think taehyun COULD get hoes. does he actively seek them is the question. could easily be seungmin 2.0 where he has the direct ability but decides the bag isn't worth it. he seems like he knows how to actually exist in a club and his bedroom eyes don't play (talking from experience). so!! i think that he's pretty high on the list. he's also one of the least losers in txt, so that helps a lot. 60% likely to fuck a fan. i think he's a bit more cautious ngl

3. soobin. i am a very big loser soobin agenda pusher (this man is so loser core it hurts bad but then again, all of txt are losers tbh) BUT!! i think he can mask his loserness more than beomgyu can (which is why beomgyu is lower, among other reasons lol). i think overall hes a very attractive charismatic guy (bonus points bc hes all around pretty good at comedy and timing!!) so i think his ability of getting bitches are very high and he can successfully bag them. 80% would fuck a fan, i think he would think its fun and risky

4. beomgyu. okay!! i love beomie, he's one of my obsessions biases. but... guys.. this man is not only a loser, he's insane!! like he's incredibly funny and a mood maker, don't get me wrong, but this man is bonkers!! in a fun way, but still bonkers! i think if he was his off screen self (bc i'm sure he's much more subdued irl) then he could pull it off! but for the sake of this ranking, he's a loser with no chance (other than me). 40% likely to fuck a fan. i think he's more on the "yall are chill" side of the parasocial relationships.

5. kai ... the epitome of "i brought this girl over and we played video games :D" (my friend gave me that description and i stole it). this man is bitchless to the highest degree, but personally, i think that should change. this man is hot as fuck, in my humble opinion!! i think he could get bitches, but fumbles the bag bc he doesn't want to assume or doesn't understand his power. 35% to fuck a fan. i don't see it for him ngl

this was much longer than the skz one lol. bc there were less members i felt like i could elaborate more.

[unikhroma]

the big acid theory post

(i am sorry for how long this is)

couple weeks ago someone on discord asked if i could dm them my gripes about acid theory, since they hadn't seen any criticisms of it. i was very surprised to hear that so of course i did what any normal deltarune fan would do and wrote an essay (aka complained for several paragraphs). posting for reference sake so i have all my thoughts in one place and never make a post about this topic again

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basically my criticisms for acid theory are on all tiers/interpretations of it as an life-changing event where he ends up disfigured. i don't think it makes much sense to happen for multiple reasons

for it to happen from a narrative perspective i don't really buy it. spamton's downfall is already tragic in that he lost his friends, his fame and fortune, and got evicted. in regards to the mansion, the eviction itself is the tragedy, in particular that it's implied that it wasn't only him that got evicted that day. a swatchling says that the mansion used to be for high-class citizens. the rooms that were once for these citizens are now for lightners, so it wasn't just that he had no money, he was gonna get kicked out anyway.

i mention this cause a common interp of acid theory is that the mansion staff threw him in as punishment, and i think there's little evidence for that given the circumstances. a while ago i went on this whole spiel about how mischaracterizing queen and/or swatch to try and support the theory makes it weaker to me but that's additional stuff

and about the acid as a threat, it's hard to take it seriously when the majority of mentions of it are for gags or game design-related. for example, the gold berdly statue being dropped into the acid slowly dips in because if it just sank instantly, you could very easily miss it. the swatchling being stranded on the island is a goof with anticipating a battle the moment you set the bridge out for them.

for spamton falling into the acid as an explanation for whatever caused him to be a physical puppet (this is going off of taking the addisons' word that he was an addison too), it doesn't really line up. it doesn't make a lot of sense from a lore standpoint; there's no evidence to suggest that the addisons look like puppets underneath. i mean it's an interesting hc, but to assume it's canon that that's why spamton looks like a puppet now is kinda just filling in blanks.

that one q&a answer where spamton talks about there being some kind of "spamton method" he used every day and became "big" to me implies that it was some kind of slow transformation into a puppet. it's not much to go off of, but it's a lot more compelling than taking a tumble in acid. there's more mystery there and might even explain why spamton showed up to the mansion less over time

i think at this point it's clear that at some point he did get pushed in by someone, as stated in the spa attire from the sweepstakes and one of his valentine's cards, but to me it seems like it was an example of him being mistreated by the other rich residents in the mansion. before he talks about getting pushed in a pool, he mentions that he's gotten swirlies at the mansion, and to me it seems like he's still really bothered by his treatment there which is why he mopes about it.

queen mentioning that the acid can shrink people is also played for jokes, even susie in the ch3 video saying that they'll die if they drink the acid is played for jokes (also i think it would probably hurt them cause they're lightners and not cyber darkners)

anyway, if acid theory ends up being directly confirmed without any cryptic wording and all that i would still dislike it. i just don't think it fits with spamton or ch2's themes and it's randomly dark in a way that's not appealing to me. i like psychological horror more and the puppetfication thing already fits that. i know it's definitely appealing to others and i don't think people are bad for liking it per se, but it's not my kinda thing at all nor do i think it's canon, so i personally want nothing to do with it

[kyokutsu-sama]

Moonless Night

Akaza x human!reader

A/n: Writing a scenario I've had in my head lately for my second favorite upper moon. Akaza, the man you are😮‍💨❤️

I was supposed to post the Haganezuka fic today but I think I'll leave it for tomorrow since I still need to make some adjustments, and I've also had this one in my drafts for a long time.

Tw: Violence and blood mention

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It was a very dark night, there wasn't even a moon to light up that street and there weren't any streetlights everywhere either and when you passed a less well-lit street, you just ran, scared that something would happen to you.

You knew better than anyone what could happen at night, you knew about those hungry creatures that appeared to kill people and fill their mouths with flesh and blood. You knew because you fell in love with one, one that had promised to protect you and if you weren't in the same place as him, he would come faster than an arrow to defend you.

It wasn't in your plans to fall in love with someone like that, but he was different. He spared you, he protected you, and he took you home safely many times. You felt safe with him, and with each passing day, you only felt that feeling grow more and more.

"Come on, I only have to cross one more street until I get to my house." You thought as you ran faster

But...

A strong feeling of fear invaded your nerves at that moment, you stopped running, standing still in the middle of the street, not knowing what to do. It was as if he was getting closer to you, but you still hadn't had the courage to turn your face to see him.

You knew that there was someone much stronger there and that he could easily reach you and rip your heart out with one hand or even rip your head off with his teeth. The only one you could trust was the one who swore to protect you. The rest were just heartless predators.

Standing still or running away would both lead you to the same place.

Death...

"Look at that! What a beautiful lost girl we have here. Where are you going so quickly, my dear?" The playful and, at the same time, cold voice said. "Why don't you just stay there like you are now? I don't like being alone." He added and you felt a shiver down your spine

You didn't answer, your nervousness was so strong that you were paralyzed and it was as if your voice was stuck. You wanted to scream, you wanted to run, you wanted to get out of there to another place where he couldn't reach you.

You didn't want to die there, not even like that. The idea of ​​feeling your limbs being ripped off made your stomach turn and you wanted to vomit. Panic came as sweat dripped down your forehead. It was a winter day, but you felt hotter than a summer day. Your heart was beating faster and you felt dizzy.

You had already come across many creatures like that one since you had been defended from them many times but none caused you as much fear and dread as the one that was there in front of you.

"Why do you look so scared? Come on, I won't be cruel to you. At least look at me so we can talk about this better, dear." He asked so he could see your scared face, which would be the reason for his joy."Come on, turn around."

You felt your body shiver and for a moment, you hoped he could spare you, if you took his order. You didn't trust him but you were so scared that you just obeyed.

"Aww, poor girl. Why are you crying?" He made a fake sad face when he saw your tears."Please, don't cry. I don't want you to think I'm a bad guy, because I'm definitely not. Seriously, you can trust me, I would never hurt such a defenseless young girl like you."He said as he licked his claws and took small steps towards you, starting to lose control and return to his bloodthirsty nature

"Please, don't hurt me. Please..." You begged, closing your eyes tightly, making the tears fall intensely

"Me? No, I'm not like that. Why are you portraying me as someone cold? You're not making me happy thinking like that, you know?"The steps started getting faster and the distance was closing to make your situation worse.

You closed your eyes, refusing to see what your death would be like, refusing to see what that creature was about to do to you.

"I'm going to prove to you that you're safe and that you don't need to be afraid. Look, if you don't move, I'm going to--"

And when he appeared in front of you with extraordinary speed, you held your breath with great fright but immediately his head had been ripped off and his body had been thrown away with a kick.

Your eyes opened and it took you a while to process the image that was in front of you.

The demon that had been trying to kill you a moment ago was now lying a few meters away with a considerable pool of blood in place of his head. Blood that stained the white snow.

A strong, calloused hand rested on your shoulder and you quickly turned around, almost fainting from fright.

"It's alright, Y/n. It's me." Your protector said, holding your body, preventing you from falling to the ground due to the exhaustion that anxiety was causing you. "Did he hurt you?" Akaza asked and you didn't say anything else except hug him

You were so close to death at that moment but as soon as you saw him there by your side protecting you, you felt so safe. He, on the other hand, was also more relieved to see that he had arrived in time to prevent what was going to happen. He also wanted more time to hug you, but Douma must be regenerating and would wake up soon, and he needed to get you out of there.

"I'm going to take you home now before he gets up again. Let's go." He said, picking you up in his arms and leaving in seconds

"I need you to stay here for a moment, I'm going to take care of the other idiot. I'll be right back." He said, hugging you once more before leaving and you looked at him with teary eyes, afraid that something would happen to you but also grateful for having defended you

"Akaza...Please, win." You whispered with a sob

You knew you couldn't do anything else from then on and so you just stayed there on your knees with your hands on your chest and in distress

"Akaza-dono! What are you doing here at this time? Isn't it too late to be out here?" Douma said, getting up from the ground after regenerating, but Akaza was quicker to punch him and make him fall again

"Shut up. What do you think you're doing, you useless bastard? Get the hell out of here and never look at that woman again, you hear me?" Akaza fixed his eyes on Douma, who couldn't help but find the dark air of the other upper moon terrifying

"Geez, Akaza! You really do look scary now. You really don't like it when someone messes with your dear Y/n, do you?" Douma smiled, teasing Akaza, who was boiling with hatred. "It's okay, I just wanted to meet her in person. Don't worry, I won't bother her anymore. I don't want to see you out of your mind..." He chuckled, getting up from the ground and walking backwards. "Well, I guess I'll go back to the castle. See you later."

Akaza stood there for a moment, making sure he had really come back, and only then did he go back to your house to see how you were.

When the door opened, you immediately turned around and your heart felt relieved to see Akaza come in instead of the other guy. He was quick to address these types of situations and put people in their place.

"Akaza, you're back!" You said, jumping into his arms and sighing in relief. He couldn't feel better than seeing you safe now. "I was so scared..." You cry, hugging him tighter

"I know but it's over now. I've already taken care of everything, he won't bother you again."He said, caressing your back, trying to calm you down. "I felt you were in danger and that's why I came after you. I'll always come to protect you no matter what happens." He whispered to you and you felt a great peace in your heart with that words

You pulled away from his arms and he wiped your tears with his thumbs, he already missed looking at you. The days in the infinite castle were boring without you. He swore he would never take you there, it was neither a suitable nor safe place for humans.

Muzan already knew about the situation, but Douma's curiosity was what motivated him to follow you to get to know you too. However, Akaza didn't like the idea and whoever tried to hurt you, he would kill without hesitation.

Seeing you crying wasn't what he wanted to find when he came to check on you. He was dying to get back to the castle and take out his fury on Douma who caused it all.

"I missed you so much..." You whispered, touching your forehead to his and he immediately turned in a completely blushed mess."You make me feel so protected. I love you so much for that." You said before kissing him, to which he responded

His hands went down to your waist to gently pull you against him as both of your lips met. The panting came after some time and you pulled away from his lips, opening your eyes to look into his golden eyes that carried the character "参" in each one.

"Please stay with me tonight. Just tonight." You whispered and he kissed you again

"No need to ask, I was already thinking about it." He pulled away from your lips, giving you a little suggestive smile

[animentality]

I saw Elemental and while it was far better than it looked, I had some issues.

First off, fantasy racism is hard to do properly because most writers make the fatal error of making the oppressed people too powerful.

Like X men. Oh, it's a metaphor for racism against black people in America...except black people don't shoot fucking death killing laserbeams from their buttholes every time they take a fart.

Or say, Zootopia. A well meaning allegory, but it still implies people of color are actually a threat to the rest of the population???

Like I don't care if a "bunny can go savage."

You still present the oppressed race, of predators, as being scarier and bigger and more easily able to hurt others.

So Elemental had the same issues.

It basically said, well, the fire people are the last wave of immigrants. They are discriminated against the most because they are new. They speak another language and no one likes them because they burn things and they can hurt the rest of us, so we keep them in these segregated communities, that are more fire safe.

Now here's the issue with that, if you haven't already noticed...

Once again, we get a race of people who are a thinly veiled metaphor for immigrants...but the issue is...

The fire people ARE a legitimate threat to the earthy, leafy people. They can literally kill them. They literally burn off pieces of their bodies in the damn film.

Now technically the wind and water people are less in danger, but we literally see in the movie that the fire people are WAY more of a threat than any other people. The main character literally blows the fuck up.

She destroys several plot important things when she can't control her temper!!! She destroys her own father's shop. Several times.

It's implied that fire people can also EVAPORATE the water people too.

So therein lies the issue.

If we saw the water people being more destructive, I could forgive it! If we saw more equal distrust between all the people, then maybe I could buy it. There ARE hints that the wind people have an affinity for lightning, which you would think could be a destructive force too, just as much a threat to water! And water can douse fire, right? So that's also bad, and that at least has some basis in the film?

But the problem is that the larger society only sees fire as bad...and the metaphor doesn't come across, when you focus on just fire and show us the many, many bad things fire can and does do to the other elements.

Now here's the thing that really annoys me.

The racism/discrimination against immigrants metaphor was okay. It had some nuance, at least. I enjoyed some of the very thoughtful discussions of what it means to be a second generation immigrant and the stresses of trying to live up to your parents' expectations of you.

I actually enjoyed the romance too. They were oddly sweet, and the heroic sacrifice in the end was genuinely touching.

But the movie's racism metaphor was too strong, and it has bad implications, given how much of a threat all of the races are to each other, whether it's equally divided between them or not.

This is not at all applicable to real life. Our differences are not so fucking fundamental. They are cultural and only very, very slightly biological. Our DNA is not so fucking different that this metaphor works, at all.

These kind of movies make the unintentional point that races are cut and dry categories, and all we need to do is accept these alien creatures so different from us into our society.

This is not true.

Like what the fuck. This is so not true. Every single race on earth can and does reproduce with one another, plus we've all been intermixed since the beginning of fucking time.

So that metaphor just breaks itself, in my opinion.

Now here's my suggestion.

This movie should've been a metaphor for disability accomodations.

And hear me out, right?

The fire people CANNOT go to several places. Places entirely underwater, or partially submerged, places covered in foliage, where they might burn things. It is a central theme, that fire people are barred from certain places because they simply haven't bothered to make those places accessible to them.

See, that's a much more palatable and less problematic theme/metaphor to draw from!

The main character wants to see this plant that only grows underwater, but she's never gotten to see it because it's in this weird stadium that's underwater, and they simply haven't tried to make it accessible to fire people.

Plus, water people trains are constantly throwing water down on fire town, and water is a huge threat to fire people, and the whole city seems to run on water transport, and i think, but im not sure, it's stated that water people came first, and that's why elemental city is mostly catered to them?

But there's a great moral there!

There's no reason fire people can't be in certain public spaces! There should be laws forcing all earth spaces to have fire safe accommodations, like metal or clay flooring in all necessary areas!

That museum should've had some kind of tunnel for fire people to walk through!

It should be required for all public areas that there be metal or clay or glass crossing certain areas, so that fire people can still reasonably access everything that the other people can access!

Like ramps and elevator and railings, in real life!

And it's such a shame, because the protagonist has a talent for shaping glass. For making art.

It's implied she might end up working for her boyfriend's mom, who's an architect!!!

The protagonist should've been a fucking architect, who EXPLICITLY dedicates herself to making the rest of the city accessible to her own people!!! So they can get out of fire town and live amongst the rest of them!

At the end, it's implied more people are coming to fire town...but for no fucking reason. They just go there now.

But the protagonist, Ember, really needed to be a driving force.

She needed to be a metaphor for accessibility in public spaces, because that's a much better parallel than just racism itself.

If you toned down the "destructiveness" of fire and explained that fire people are unfairly excluded from public life simply because it's easier for the other people to ignore them and not care about their needs...then you have a far less problematic story, with a much more sensitive and interesting take on disability discrimination.

Ember needed to be an advocate, someone who tries to bring her people into the wider world, and not the wider people into her world.

There is NO reason fire people could not be allowed to participate in public life.

And there was no reason fire people had to be pitted so hard against every other race.

Elemental was a really fun movie, with beautiful animation and some very well thought out ideas for how the city worked.

But it failed as a racism/immigration allegory.

It could've been far more nuanced and complex, if it had bothered to talk more about how fire people need accomodations, rather than just, fire people hate everyone else, and everyone else hates fire people.

[beanghostprincess]

I just saw a post about Buggy and Galdino being a rare pair despite the chemistry and had the wildest concept ever to formulate in my teeny lil peanut brain.

Buggy and Shanks? Yeah, it's complicated, but the answer to if they're together is neither yes nor no, just dreamy sighs (Shanks) and frantically cursing, blushing and rage (Buggy)

Buggy and Gaimon? Long distance situationship built on mutual respect, growing adoration, relatively chaste, all things considered.

Buggy and Galdino became an incidental ship during the Impel Down fiasco. They both would have eagerly and happily sold one another out for a corn chip, but eventually they build a really solid foundation and Buggy falls first buy Gal falls harder. Alvida is sipping her margarita, watching them sass-flirt each other and making disgusting goo-goo eyes. She's debating locking them in a room for them to either get right with their hearts or at the very least, give her a break.

Cross Guild happens, and Buggy is hurt by Galdino flocking back to Crocodile, yeah, but somehow he isn't surprised (self fulfilling destruction his beloved).

Hawkeye is the first to really look at Buggy - he's had to listen to Shanks wax poetic so often that he is still struggling to reconcile the Buggy-As-Described-By-Shanks with this Buggy before him. The math isn't mathing and he's wondering WHY. In doing so, he eventually starts clocking all these little things - Buggy dropping random, highly insightful and sharp comments that would solve a problem at hand succinctly and easily. Buggy is cautious, perhaps in some ways too much so, but he is also alarmingly good at resolving conflicts without... well, conflict. He's capable of manipulation tactics that most would find impossible without conquerors. Conquerors Haki which the clown most definitely does not have. He may... be understanding of where Shanks is coming from.

Crocodile and Daz, meanwhile, are slower to come around. Daz is stoic, uninterested, he does not care. Crocodile becomes... tolerant of Buggy, finding the idiot to be less of a nuisance than originally accounted for. Okay. Sure. Whatever. Then the boss man Notices some things. Galdino specifically. Mr 3 has always been rather mouthy, though much less to him than to his peers. But something about the ways Gal is interacting with the others speaks of more than idle proximity and general surliness. There's familiarity, a spark there, a thoughtlessness to the ways Galdino turns his back to them, trusting of all things. Then he catches a glimpse of Galdino and Buggy after dark, both tired and closer than most would be in that situation, curled together on a couch while Gal tries to convince Buggy to eat, and "no, baby blue, coffee does not count as food - no, I don't care about how many calories it has, you need something not-liquid, okay, damn-"

Buggy is... quiet when he's tired, Crocodile realizes. He takes away many thoughts and realization from viewing that interaction, but that is something that sticks out to him. The clown is so emotive and bombastic, pun unintended, but he... can be quiet.

He's... pretty, when he's quiet.

He swears he will take that thought to his grave.

Upon realizing though, suddenly it's like either the subtle PDA has skyrocketed or he's just hyperaware of it for what it is now. He sees the way Galdino's hand lingers on Buggy's shoulder; the way Buggy fiddles with his fingers before a wax-formed fidget toy is shuffled into his hands. He sees the smiles Gal shoot to Buggy, the quick flashes the clown shoots back in turn; he sees so much, and it's... not bad? But certainly not good.

Then he sees Mihawk slowly falling into the orbit as well. What? No, seriously, what the fuck?? Of all things, that is what sets his nerves on EDGE.

Daz, attuned to his boss as he always is, always will be, notices. He then turns to the source. Romance is not his thing, he is unapologetic about that. It serves no purpose and he himself is certain he is incapable of such feelings. He can identify it in others, obviously, a skill which he has honed in order to identify threats, allegiances, etc. He can see the veritable solar system this clown has amassed. He too can see how his employer is ferociously resisting the pull of it himself.

Daz doesn't get it, not really.

Daz does however get that the clown can, in fact, be rather cute and funny and witty. He also smells like vanilla, lavender, and the afterimage of the circus he so seems to adore. It shouldn't work. It works.

A blade man and an uncuttable man - truly the things they could get up to would be entertaining at the very least.

Crocodile and Mihawk, upon realizing DAZ HIT THAT BEFORE EITHER OF THEM (Croc's in denial still and Mihawk was going for the wine and dine gentlemanly thing with a strict schedule of expectation to allude to on his end for Optimal Performance), are absolutely FLABBERGASTED. Poor Galdino just has to awkwardly debate between patting their shoulders and trembling at the idea of initiating contact with two upset powerhouses. He settles for awkwardly going, "he... does this, sometimes? But he's insatiable, so really you'd be doing all of us a favor if you wanted to do anything too.... maybe.... pleasedon'tkillme-"

Just. Silly awkward hypersexual clown with his polycule having to trade off and also the sillies of Buggy attracting the most emotionally constipated men in the fucking Seas, nobody is straight or neurotypical, it should NOT work out and yet by the power of carnivals, balloon animals and the audacity of a koala on every drug imaginable, they make it work.

The government is having twelve attacks of a variety of natures with every tip about the clown having a new beau. "is he collecting them??? Making a harem armada????? How does that even work, there's so many - wait I don't wanna know-"

I think this might be the best thing I've ever read because ohmygod- Buggy just pulls literally every possible man. Can you even imagine the gossip nights he has with Alvida? That girl is so done with him and yet they still do these things together because he's the most fun around. Alvida doesn't even know how the hell he does these things. He doesn't even know either. You forgot to mention that he might pull literally everyone but he's the biggest failguy ever and if you ask him about his flirting tactics he won't know what to say.

And I agree completely tbh Buggy and Gal should be more of a popular ship. Despite all the scenes they have together I'm still amazed that they don't have many shippers (me included, I mean, you literally just opened my eyes right now).

This clown has the biggest and some-fucking-how most stable polycule in all seas. Everyone just keeps falling for him when they hated his guts at first and he doesn't even realize until they directly tell him because he just assumes everybody wants to kill him or use him or whatever- But suddenly he has a whole harem and he can't even believe it. You know who can't believe it? Alvida. Biggest Buggy supporter but also the biggest Buggy hater. MLM/WLW solidarity but she won't hesitate to also talk shit about him. How beautiful.

I think the marines have a bet going on tbh. Like a Bingo for Buggy's polycule. They just keep asking themselves who's gonna be next. That's what they do on their breaks.

[max-nico]

Shadow and Sonic or Shadow and Tails headcanons? 💞

Hell yeah, I am all over this ask. They are. My favorite guys ever. Here are some Shadow and Tails headcanons for youuuu

Tails and Shadow, my beloveds

No one expects Tails and Shadow to get close, but once they give it a bit of thought it actually makes a lot of sense

I mean they're both these mechanic loving introverts with somewhat mysterious pasts so it checks out

Definitely think Tails was afraid of Shadow in the beginning so it took a long time for them to actually become friends, but once they do they're inseparable

They're the type of friends to split off from the main friend group during group events and show up three hours later with no warning

I think Shadow treats Tails older than how Sonic treats him. I think Shadow would be more willing to leave Tails alone during missions, and it makes Tails feel like he's trusted. It takes so much of the burden of needing to prove himself off his shoulders

Sonic trusts Tails with his life ofc, and Tails knows that, but with Sonic being so.... Over protective it's hard to believe it sometimes. It's different with Shadow, he has an easier time showing trust in a way Tails understands

If Tails needs a second pair of eyes to look at an invention he's probably calling Shadow, one of the only easily accessible people he knows who likes machinery as much as him

You can pry Shadow being a Car Guy(tm) out of my cold dead hands

I think Shadow and Tails are more prone to arguing than Sonic and Tails, mostly because they're arguing about Sonic lol

Whether it's Shadow saying Sonic's annoying and Tails brother instincts kicking in to defend him, because nobody can make fun of his brother except him, or Shadow scolding Tails for his martyr tendencies that he very obviously got from his older brother

I can definitely imagine Shadow and Tails being close and seeing some of the trauma that Tails has been through, Shadow lashes out in this like... Protective anger and calling Sonic anywhere between a mediocre to a bad older brother and Tails just not having it

Otherwise, those two are best friendlies forever and ever. They just have a few differences in who they think is worth hanging around lol

Unfortunately for Tails it is just as hard to get a genuinely emotionally vulnerable conversation out of Shadow as it is with Sonic, fortunately though he's not willing to initiate them either, Shadow still frets when Tails gets hurt tho... Just in a much less hovering way and a more brooding "uncaring" way lol

If this keeps up nobody is ever going to teach that kid any emotional competence =(

Shadow encourages weapons of mass destruction but only if he gets to field test them, and if Tails please stops making all his inventions such garish colors

Everyone takes delight in watching one of the babies of the group try and imitate the brooding mess that is Shadow the Hedgehog. Fully believe if Tails has an emo phase it's entirely Shadows fault

[jokingmisfit]

A New Nursery

Yandere Platonic Multi!Wells x Reader, Yandere Platonic Eobard Thawne x Reader

Warnings- Age Regression, Implied kidnapping, Implied Stalking, Past Relationships, Yandere Themes

Notes- I literally just got out of the hospital and all my life plans are going up in flames so enjoy this fic I guess.

"What is this?" She asks. "It looks like a nursery."

"It is!" HR said enthusiastically.

"Great... There is no baby here? Right?" She looks around confused.

The men gather in the hall. There's a mixture of emotion in the air and confusion on her face. HR stands closest to her smile plastered on his face as he rocks slightly on his feet. Sherloque is more in the room than in the hall slightly in front of the girl who stands in the entrance. Harry stands a bit fidgety but overall tense in between her and the doors facing wall. Slightly proud, Eobard stands leaning up against the wall the door is attached to.

"Well it is not necessarily for a baby per say more or less for someone who acts like a baby." Sherloque says factually.

She laughs. "That sounds like an insult, Sher."

"All right, enough beating around the bush, it is for you." Harry speaks up annoyed by the added antics.

"And I thought I was impatient or did you forget we were going to let her come around to that conclusion herself." Eobard taunts.

"She wasn't going to realize that herself because she didn't know that we knew what she did when she was alone." Harry started angrily waving his arms around.

A blush covers her face. She recalls the message she got that let her here. Of course, it was her old home, she lived here when Eobard was still facading as Harrison Wells. She hadn't come back for a while now though the home was left to her.

She remembers Harrison's text saying that he and the others had a surprise. She was certainly surprised and she saw Eobard there. Despite her confusion the others insured her that nothing bad would come from the man. Apparently they had made some sort of truce.

Part of her wanted to appreciate the gesture. The kindness and the time it must have taken to build it. Another part of her was concerned. How did they even know? She only regressed in the privacy of her own home. She never spoke of it. This part of herself by all means shouldn't have been discovered so easily even if they were geniuses.

"How," She cleared her throat. "How did you know about, the um, regression." Her words slowly dissipated to a whisper.

"Oh please, dear you can't actually thought that you hid it well." Sherloque answers accent thick.

"Okay... New question, why did you think this would be appropriate to do?" She asks growing upset.

"You don't like it?" Harry asks, somewhat defeated.

She chokes on her words for a moment. "It's... very nice. Still, it's kind of weird that you would go through all this work for something I didn't even know you knew about. And you didn't ask me if I was okay with it. You didn't really include me. it's a very nice surprise would have been had I been informed you were informed and if you were involved with what happened to me. But you're not I don't think you see me regress and if you did it's a little concerning how." She rambled out.

HR laughs sadly. "Geez, kiddo. We just wanted to do something good for you."

Guilt ate her stomach watching the man rub his neck. The mood had gone completely sour. Not a single person held a smile on their face at least not a real one.

"It is really nice, in theory..." She says softly.

"Still think we shouldn't just go with my plan?" Eobard asks looking over to Harry.

Panic sets under her skin for a second at the look in the doppelganger's eyes.

"I think I should go home." She says, weaving out of the hall.

She could hear the men talking as she made her way to the foyer. A few seconds after she made it out the front door red and wind greeted her. Looking up and unsurprisingly Eobard stands there in black.

"You know you really hurt their feelings princess." He says with feigned pity.

"That whole situation was weird even for you." She states with a frown.

"You really can't blame them. Seeing a precious little girl living all alone, working so hard to make herself and others happy. How could they not want to wrap you up and never let go?" He pries. "I know you won't remember, but there are versions of the timeline I got to be that for you." He says in a gravel voice.

"What?" She whispered.

"In a version of this timeline," He emphasizes. "I took care of you. It was actually quite calming. Coming home being able to care for someone who was practically helpless, and you let me." He smiles. "Probably, one of my favorite versions of the timeline."

"Well that explains how you four knew so much..." She sighs.

"Come back inside." Eobard rasps out. He moves towards her and cups her face in his hands. "Let us take care of you."

She searched his eyes and as pure as his words had been there was something dark swimming beneath it. Perhaps it was him, but their actions were confusing and odd. Suddenly something dawned on her.

"You told them this would be okay?" She asks accusingly.

"No," He answers. "I informed them that their feelings were valid nothing more."

"And how intense are these feelings?" She shakes out of his grasp.

"Enough for us to agree to do what we have to." Another voice answers. It's Harry's.

Her breath catches in her throat. "What exactly do you think you have to do?" She questions, looking at him.

The wind felt so much colder in her fear. And the men she once viewed as friends, as family, seemed more like a threat.

"Stop asking so many questions and come back inside." Harry speaks nodding his head at the door. "It's late, we can talk more in the morning."

"I promised Barry I'd visit him tonight." She lied.

"No you didn't." Sherloque adds this time.

"What are we just going to gather out here now?" She yells in anger and panic.

She stood stiff with fear. Despite this she shook faster than a heated molecule. Before she had the chance to say anything else or do anything else Sherloque handed something to Eobard. And before she could even ask about that it was inserted into her neck.

She didn't lose consciousness, but she did lose all of the feeling in her limbs. She felt almost immediately exhausted. Simply like the weight of a car pressed against her. She tried hard enough she could lift arm a little bit, but it took much too much effort to do any more.

Harry's the one who caught her and carried her into the house. All the way down the hall back into the room. The bright colors now made her head hurt. She tried to push off when he laid her in the crib-like bed. Tried to scoot away when HR sat by her to pet her hair and coo at her. Her efforts were pointless and soon the four left her to sleep. Not , of course, without whispered promises of love and happiness that her new daddies were determined to give her.

[nuttynutcycle]

Prompt fill for @epiclamer prompt fill game! “Okay I know it was literally JUST posted but what about a switcheroo, tall villain and short hero :]'

“Little one,” he hummed, “Come out of your hiding place.” His grin sharpened as he reduced a pine tree into splinters and broken branches. “I won’t bite.”

That was less than reassuring. The protagonist clutched the stolen plans closer to her chest, barely daring to breathe. 

The antagonist had sneered when he found the empty case, smiled when the protagonist barrelled out of their hiding place through a window and laughed as she ran into the forest. Equal parts leisurely and methodical, the glint in his eyes riveled the one lining the axe.

“Leave the plans behind. Still time to escape.” the antagonist cut down another tree and the protagonist winced. She curled her body and crawled under a fallen tree, moving as quickly as she dared.

After weeks of preparation, three bribed guards and nine bypassed levels of security, leaving the plans was not an option. Her breath hitched when she saw the electric fence come into view. The buzz in the air meant the antagonist had gotten the power back on before she had predicted. Stomach on the ground, she wiggled into a rotting log. Gross, but effective.

“I know your face.”

She unrolled the plans and winced at another tree crashing through the underbrush. Her eyes flickered over the diagrams, committing as much as she could to memory.

“One of my more impressive talents is my ability to find people,” the antagonist said as casually as having a chat about the weather. “And those they care about.” Another tree fell, skewering the moss below. “Can you really protect everyone?”

No, but that’s a problem for later. She took one last look at the plans, counted to three and crawled out of the log and into plain sight. The sticks hurt her hands and the dust made her cough.

The antagonist grinned, eyes shining through the haze. 

“Are these your plans?” She held up the plans in mock surrender. “I thought they were your diary. My bad.”

He twirled his axe. “Giving up that easily is a disappointing end.” 

 “What can I say?” Her shrug did nothing to hide her tremor. “You make very effective threats.”

“One of my many talents. Drop them on the ground.”

“I’d like to make a deal,” She swallowed dryly. “I give you the plans, you turn off the electric fence for the next ten minutes.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Counteroffer – I put my axe in your knee and take the plans before your first scream is finished.”

“Shame, I was on track to win the ‘Best Legs’ contest at work.” The protagonist slowly backed away.

The antagonist laughed at that, some mirth entering his grin. The tip of the axe rested against the ground. “Alright, have it your way. As soon as my property is back inside, I’ll turn the fence off for ten minutes.”

“…I have your word?” The antagonist was many things, but in their line of work, his word was as close to honourable as you could get.

The antagonist nodded. 

Maybe the protagonist would regret this, but she tossed the plans to the antagonist. The antagonist reached up and casually placed the plans on an overarching tree branch – out of the protagonist's reach. 

“Thank you for returning my work.” The antagonist’s expression shifted, eyes sharpening and smile hardening.

Welp. “This was nice.” She struggled to keep her voice steady as he matched her backward scramble step for step. “But my team is waiting for me, I really must be going-“

“It was foolish,” his hand slammed into a tree beside her, sending splinters and wood chips flying, “to memorize my property.”

The protagonist’s voice faltered. “We have a deal.”

“And as soon as you’re secured in a cell and the plans are in their case, I’ll cut power for ten minutes. I’m a man of my word.” He levelled the axe at the protagonist, and this close, the bloodstains were clearly visible. “Walk.”

The protagonist’s breath hitched as she turned back towards the imposing building.

“Don’t be upset.” The antagonist said from behind, axe twirling. “Desperation suits you.”

[brklynbb]

COULD U DO DALLY X SHY READER HCS??

HI HI HI im so so so sorry this took so long to answer!!! ive been a busy little beaver

also i made the reader insanely shy im so sorry. idek if it counts as shy atp, the reader is so sociallly awkward and anxious so im sorry if this isn’t what you wanted :(

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stupid cupid

dallas x shy reader hcs

cw — shy!reader, mentions of fighting, mentions of the reader being referred to as a ‘broad’ idk

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- honestly??? he probably didn’t like you at first

- he goes for people like him. cold, tough, loud

- so when he first met you, he was… shocked, to say the least

- you weren’t really much of a talker around him, and everytime he tried to start a conversation, it was instantly shut down

- he truly thought you were really cute, so he kept trying to make conversation

- whenever he’d see you walking down the street and he’d wolf whistle at you, and you wouldn’t say anything, but you’d blush slightly and that would be enough for him to continue doing it

- he slowly went from shocked, to in awe

- he’d never met someone so shy and easily flustered

- eventually, you warmed up to him, as well, and when we he’d try and start a conversation, you’d be a bit more engaged

- after some time, he’d ask you out, saying something along the lines of ‘hey doll, i was thinkin’ you and me head to the nightly double or somethin’. what do you think?”

- he thought the movies were a perfect place for you two to bond, because it wouldn’t mean awkward conversation for you, but he’d still be able to hold your hand and stuff and form a bond

- he’s just thoughtful like that

- no im kidding, he’s not that smart, he just asked johnny how he could ask out a ‘cute looking broad who hates talking’, and johnny just said ‘I dunno, take them to the movies or something.”

- but fast forward a lot, you guys start dating :)

- he always drags you to parties, in which you don’t really engage in conversation

- dallas probably walks around the party talking to people the whole time, or playing pool, and you follow him around and his friends talk to you a lot

- you hook two of your fingers through the belt loop on his jeans so you don’t lose him whenever you guys walk together

- sorry that’s adorable

- he thinks you’re so cute, but absolutely hated introducing you to the gang because of the way you act in conversations, and how the gang is so rowdy and would probably make you even more shy than you are

- it’s fine though because johnny is also a bit timid, so you guys got along

- you reminded the gang of johnny, so they loved you

- dallas isn’t gentle with you when you’re dating, like he’s not soft and doesn’t try and treat you different than he would someone who’s a bit less shy

- idk, if ur anything like me, you’d find it a bit humiliating to be treated differently because you’re on the shyer side, so you’re glad he doesn’t try and be extra soft towards you

- you got what you wanted, authentic dallas Winston

- you take care of Dallas a lot whenever he gets hurt in fights or rumbles

- he trusts you more than anyone

- he probably likes you so much because you’re so much like Johnny. different circumstances obviously, and he’s shy for much different and sad reasons, but you’re still quiet and you try your best to stay out of trouble just like him

- a lot of people think dallas would go for more tough greasera who are extroverted and love parties and talking, but i think he’d go for someone like you, like johnny as well

- i mean there’s a reason he’s best friends with johnny and not steve or soda, for example

- overall he cares abt you so much and takes you under his wing, & although it doesn’t seem like it, he’s very very happy with his shy partner :)

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anyway i cant think of anything else to write!!!! im sry this is so bad i have writers block but it’s already been in my drafts for soooo long

[echobx]

Jiara has done nothing for JJ or Kie's character development. It has actually caused character regression. JJ was a bad friend to Pope last season and he didn't even apologize for the way he handled the whole Kiara situation. Pope deserved better than that. Idc what anyone says their friendship is not the same due to this. It doesn't matter that Pope and Cleo are a couple now. If I was Pope, JJ would be kept at arms length.

As for Kiara, she has a different personality each season so that's why her development is all over the place. The only thing consistent is her loyalty to the Pogues. She deserves a better storyline than just trying to "fix" JJ while he pushes her away until she gets kidnapped. Free my girl from the fans who only see her as their self-insert to ship with the overrated white boys, especially Rafe the Rat!

yeah, JJ didn't feel like himself and more like a bad copy of who he was in the seasons before in like 90% of s3, the only time he was the same as always was ep7-8 when he was with JB.

I don't know if I would say he was a bad friend to Pope, but he was obviously less of a friend to him, and Pope decided to balance it out by spending time with Cleo (which tbh was the one good thing that season) and for selfish reasons I want JJ and Pope to reconcile and go back to being lovesick fools for each other (I'm never gonna let jjpope die. idc about the haters)

the only way I can think of s3 in terms of jiara, is by looking at all of it as sibling vibes (bc that's all they ever had, there was never any romance) and just ignore that kiss that both actors visibly didn't put any work in to make it look like they actually care about the ship.

honest to god, i feel like both Madison and Rudy are probably the biggest jiara haters out there.

concerning Kie, I will always defend her against the writers, bc s1 I actually thought she had such great potential, but then fans wanted her with Pope, so that happened, and then fans wanted her with JJ, and it happened again. wanting a poc woman to be with a white man so hard that you pressure the writers into doing it feels sinister to me. at least she and pope had a tiny bit of chemistry.

but then again, her whole arc is heavily queercoded. and Madison (an actual queer woman) knows this and wants to embrace it, but they won't let her. and I can't even imagine how it must feel to play a character and hope for them to get good character development just for them to fuck you over every new season. s1!Kie was very much a "pick me" girl already, and they could've easily gotten her a great arc and away from this pick me behavior, but instead they leaned into it even more, and then they made her into a bitch who plays with her best friends feelings. her development is literally nonexistent. she stays the same rather shallow girl all the way through.

I watched s1 and hoped to see Kie evolve into a real girls girl, someone who doesn't repeat her dumb hurtful mistakes. but they destroyed it all bc as we have also seen with Sarah, they don't know how to write women.

and I sometimes even question her loyalty to the pogues bc if she was really all in, why would she ask JB to pick her over Sarah. like, I know it makes sense for her as a pick me girl to do that, but i still hate it. and it also seems like most of the time she treats being a pogue like a hobby instead of actual reality and the lives of her best friends. (which is one of the main reasons why her and jj will never work even if they had chemistry)

on Rafe, i do hope they keep Sofia as his gf (even tho RafeBarry is just so much fun) but as much as I hope that they don't pull the "he fixed himself to be with her" I just know that they don't have enough brains to actually know not to do this.

[sehodreams]

okie :3 i’m just about to go to bed but i thought i’d see what i can think of in the meantime because sungchan has been filling my brain with nasty, impure thoughts lately (have u listened to ‘honestly’ yet? i’m literally. gone.)

so idk, i just feel like he would be so cute with a chubby!gf, he’d buy you cute clothes, and makeup, and plushies, and food, whatever you wanted, anytime you wanted it, but.. because i’m sick, and i love toxic! headcanons i also like imagining sungchan as being the type of bf to like.. idk, he’s the type to buy you a gym membership and be like we’ll go together <33 or buy dresses that are a size too small for you just to see your tits bursting out the top and the material squeeze ur curves, you’d be uncomfortable in the clothing but it’d turn him on so bad to see you squeezed into whatever dress or skirt he bought you and to have you tugging on the hem all night while you’re out at a party or the club, i feel like toxic!sungchan would treat you like a princess in private but when ur out together, he’d always be trying to embarrass you, idk, like poking and pinching at you, tugging on your clothes to make them ride up and making you feel “big” … i could see him like ordering you vodka sodas or just straight shots cuz they’re less calories<33 but ur such a lightweight ur drunk after one or two :((( and making comments about other girls, saying things to you like if you tried harder you could easily look more like them :(((((( he says it all in such a way that it seems like he’s looking out for you, and you really can’t question it when your back is against the wall or the mattress and he’s eating you out like he’s starved, like your pussy is his last meal and the way he brushes your bangs out of your face is so tender despite the way he’s forcing your leg to the side so he can thrust deeper inside of you, ugh, he’d be so rough with you and you’d love it, but he’d still be sweet, kissing you all over your body, sucking on your tits, he’d make sure you come more than once, usually more than twice until you’re begging for mercy and he tells you he loves you because he does, he’s just worried someone else will think you’re as lovely and beautiful as he does, and then what will he do? sungchan is very insecure, and knows he could never be enough for you :((( so he has to make sure you feel like you’ll never be enough for him💔💔

so. whoa i wrote way more than i intended, but yeah, i guess that’s all i wanted to say for now.

You know what? This Sungchan sounds PERFECT as the bully!Sungchan that (somehow) is now your boyfriend.

To be honest the Sungchan I saw as your toxic!boyfriend is a bit different since he wasn't bully!Sungchan, but I can see how you got all these ideas (especially the scene in which he's tugging your dress up, god, that's so him).

I love that you've thought this much about how they would be together. Everything you said is Pinching Sungchan, and the vodka scene, HOW DID YOU COME UP WITH THAT? I LOVE IT 🩷

The Sungchan I thought about wasn't exactly trying to change you, he did hurt you in different ways to make you stay with him, but I don't think he ever wanted to actually change your body, meanwhile the Sungchan you described has eagerly showed that he wants you to lose weight (the gym membership, saying that you'd look like other pretty girls if you lost weight), but I like that even while trying to change you he feels so turned on with your body, and that he's trying to make you more insecure than him for you to not run away 😭.