#i need to be put into an asylum

[emmg]

Actual footage of me as this virginity prompt turned one shot turned two shot turned one-version-for-tumblr-only and the-other-for-ao3-as-it’s-just-too-depraved continues to get away from me

This might be the worst (in terms of morality lol) thing I’ve ever written lol

Non-con, face-fucking (that one is just for ao3, we’re keeping it “light” on tumblr lmfao…) a plethora of other horrible tags… now Haarlep is there for some reason… and now we’re 10k in…. jokes about killing Haarlep with a dildo… Shit is getting split up into multiple parts…

I’m not going to Heaven

It’s an ocean of dead doves, not just a paper bag

[raynewolferune]

Meta Jazz, the Arkham Intern Therapist Pt1

Update 5/16/2024: Congrats guys, gals, and others! You have planted the seeds and they have grown. Today I wrote another 46 pages on this story (the first section was only 9 pages ya'll). I'm working on splitting it up into smaller sections so I can post it now because tumblr said no to doing it as one piece. I'll be using the tag #Meta Jazz Arkham Intern Therapist if you want to follow it.

Original Note: I'm going to go ahead and apologize for how OOC Bane is in this. It originally was Joker but I couldn't see Jazz tolerating his proximity for more than a single millisecond so Bane it is.

~*~*~

The hardest thing about being a Meta in Gotham was responding appropriately during a Rouge's attack, Jazz mused to herself. Or perhaps that was just the hardest part about being a Meta intern at Arkham while studying psychology at Gotham University. Or maybe it was just her, she considered watching the guards and Dr. Rylie whom she'd been shadowing for the past 2 weeks wide eyed, pale, and shaking as theybstared at Bane behind her. It must just be her, Jazz decided, newbie guard Kyle Jennings was definitely a Meta after all. She should probably give him some tips on hiding his enhanced strength considering how often he broke mugs, door handles, and other delicate items used in daily life.

"Weapons down or I'll snap her skinny little neck." Bane growled out, shaking her slightly for emphasis. She very much doubted that. Liminials were built different than the standard Meta, stronger, faster, better endurance, and senses even if they could mostly appear to be standard humans on the outside.  As such, their bones and muscles were much were much denser than regular humans or even Meta humans. Technically, she could be considered "invulnerable" much like the Kryptonians are.

"Back up! Let him through!" Dr. Rylie  shouted at the guards. "She's my student! Let him through!" His voice was higher pitched than she could recall hearing it before.

Ah. That was panic.

Jazz sighed involuntarily and glanced over her shoulder at Bane. Why the man had grabbed the only person close to his own height nearby was a mystery to her - no, nevermind, he clearly meant to use her as a shield - but it made looking him in the eye more difficult than necessary.

"Mr. Bane, remove your hands from my person, please." Jazz stated calmly, channeling what Danny called her inner mom as she spoke. "I will give you to one to comply."

Bane looked stunned for a moment then laughed.

"Five."

The laughing continued. Jazz could sense a stir of uncertainty through her colleagues as they looked on.

"Four."

"Did you really think that would work?" Bane snorted out, arms tensing more around her.

"Three." She continued, indifferent to his words from her experiences raising her brother. Once the count down starts you mustn't respond to anything the kids do or say until they comply or the count is done.

"What cab you even do if I don't?" Bane asked darkly breathing directly in her ear. She kept her face expressionless despite the urge to express disgust.

"Two."

"Jasmine..."  Kyle whispered halfway across the hall from her looking on with a pained and horrified expression. Gun tilting towards the floor. Sloppy.

"One." She finished and Bane gave a derisive snort.

Then she was moving. Hauling the enormous man up and over her shoulder using the arm that had been wrapped around her neck. Bane hit the cold tile hard enough that the tiles, subfloor, structural supports, and part of the concrete foundation buckled beneath him. His shoulder popped out of joint, his wrist cracked - a hairline fracture by the sound of it -  and his breath was punched out of him from the force of impact. She released his arm as soon as his was embedded in the tiles and moved forward. Kneeling over him, support most of her weight on her left foot resting on the broken ground, her right knees pressed firmly across his throat without supporting any of her weight. The position put more strain on her muscles than she would've liked but at least Bane couldn't risk fighting back without crushing his own neck in the process. He could hardly throw her while flat on his back with a mangled arm.

"Now," Jazz began, looking directly into the behemoth's pained eyes. "Do you know what you've done wrong?" She asked like she would have done with Danny as a child.

"Yes, Ma'am." Bane choked out. Jazz heard movement and murmuring behind her. She didn't turn to look.

"What did you do wrong?" She asked. It was important to make sure children correctly understood why they were in trouble after all. There was a long pause as Bane appeared to cast around for the exact right answer as if he feared getting it wrong. A bad habit Danny still uses as well, Jazz thought to herself.

"I tried to hold you hostage," He choked out in a rush, words tumbling over one another as he tried to get them all out. "I scared you coworkers and it was very disrespectful."

So he'd gone for the grab-bag response. It wasn't wrong per sey but it did indicate a past history of abuse. The type of answer given by someone who expected to be harmed or ignored if they gave the "wrong" answer. Danny tended to use that method also and their parents had always been negligent at best.

"And are you going to do it again?" She asked giving him a Look as she did. Bane's eyes widened and he tried to frantically shake his head as much as possible with the pressure on his neck.

"No, Ma'am." He promised fervently.

"Alright then," Jazz said giving him a warm smile. She gestured vaguely towards the guards without turning to look at them. "Kyle here is going to take you to see the nurse and then back to your room then. I'm sure you'll behave for him?"

"Yes, Ma'am. I'll behave." Bane said. Jazz stood slowly asking sure not to put any additional pressure on his neck as she did. Kyle came and stood next to her as the giant of a man slowly pulled himself to his feet then led him away with 5 other guards.

Jazz heaved a sigh. Well, time to find out whether or not she could play all that off as normal, non-Meta human behavior.

[see-arcane]

best thing you can do with a repressed character like Mina is hit her with various hammers and sharp objects until she cracks open to reveal beautiful sparkly freakiness and bisexuality inside. geode girl

geode girl

[headphone-cat]

Don’t expose me like this

my roommate just sent me this message

and i just heard them yell "Oh god there's something WRONG with me" from the living room.

[mania-sama]

writing an iwaoi fic because im miserable. please send me songs that perfectly fit the separation oikawa and iwaizumi have gone through until they meet once again, after six years of radio silence, at the olympics. and they both know that the love they'd never confessed never, ever went away, no matter how hard they tried to move on. and yet, they've built lives and have goals that can't possibly align.

aren't they just lovely?

[fjordline]

What are you even supposed to do after you finish reading something that cannot be beat. I felt like that after finishing Golden Kamuy, but now I'm really fucking feeling it after just finishing Usogui. That was the most insane incredible experience I've ever had reading a manga. I kneel.

[angel-therandomthing]

Finished Jedi survivor, it’s a great game and my favourite because I can be a flying ginger with a rainbow glow stick, bright pink poncho and a probably insane glowing droid

10/10 much tomfoolery to be had

[finn-from-adventure-time]

ITS THE HOLIDAY FAMBILY!!!!!!

[ratzhatz14]

Hii!! Thanks for the reblog!!

I’m a huge fan of your sprouts world au!! Very fun angst >:D

Anyway your one of my fav blogs and that reblog made my morning, thank you!

I was gonna make a reference to that one meme which is like "You want colors? We got colors" but with angst instead

Until I read the last part

That made me just

all nice and round and whimsical

[a-blip-of-billdip]

this isnt what i usually post on this blog but I'm already sick of all the memes and 'jokes'. I am almost certainly leaving the fandom for good now because of the book of bills release and NO it is not because billford's community has an influx of supporters.

So the worship and romanticization of asylums and other abusive practices for mental health have been steadily gaining traction in recent years, especially with the rise of tiktok's toxicity.

SO many people, especially younger people, regularly talk about how they want lobotomies or how women they don't like should be lobotomized. They get tattoos of lobotomy like it's some quirky fun thing and not one of the most horrific tortures someone can endure.

These same people, ESPECIALLY leftists, will look at anyone they disagree with or don't like and say "get institutionalized, loser" or "et therapy" and it's always in a mocking way. it's always in a policing way.

because these people know that mental wards strip everyone of their freedom and their bodily autonomy. they know these places arent for healing--theyre for silencing.

So the amount of people i see treating bill being institutionalized like a good thing---even the writers and alex himself?

Yeah. Im out ✌🏼

[powerlineangel]

You know those mechanic videos where they like unscrew something under the car idk what part but all the oil starts spurting out…. Oh BROTHER!!! Boy do i wish i could be under that

[spocks-husband]

Guys I think I might be an Arkham Joker kinnie. Guys I'm scared. Scared? Heh. What are you really scared of, Batman? Failing to save this cesspool of a city? Not finding the commissioner in time? Me, in a thong? I'm sorry. I'll leave.

[kozmicmizuu]

a lil bit of a sad headcanon of mine, is that Giyuu just refuses to get checked by any hospital or anything medical related if he doesn’t know them. not that he’s not aware he needs it, he just doesn’t trust it, not since he’s been called crazy by some “professionals” in the medical field when he was a child (his backstory basically)

He also would frankly rather die then be inside a hospital other than the ones in the slayer corps, he flat out just doesn’t trust it at ALL. no one really knows about his hatred towards the medical profession but Shinobu. she noticed this behavior whenever(like, once in a long time) that he genuinely seems uncomfortable, and actually looks like he’s going to hurt someone if they get near him. it’s very worrying but he’d never lash out, he has a lot of self control.

same goes for the education system, they failed him too, he was supposed to be taught and tutored but they never did that. just hurt him mentally and emotionally, he doesn’t like teachers other than physical education teachers, cause it’s kinda hard to hate mfs that quite literally teach some physically demanding things.

he taught himself like reading (at a more mature level), writing, cooking, and all other subjects, except math, another headcanon is that he has Dyscalculia (learning disorder that affects a person's ability to do math. dyslexia disrupts areas of the brain related to reading, dyscalculia affects brain areas that handle math- and number-related skills and understanding.) (god bless google)

he can’t do math so this day, no one really nods but himself, Urokodaki, and Gyomei and Tengen. why those two? it’s cause they knew him the longest, kinda

he also HATES being called crazy, or anything like that. he’s not crazy, he never will be. if like, the person doesn’t let up about calling him that, he can get fucking physical if he needs to be

anyways Giyuu don’t fuck with any of them mfs ong‼️ they failed him and he is not and never willing forgive them, he’s real for that

[dyketennant]

i really want to write about campbell bain and how he makes his mental illness a part of his identity for this assignment, but it's a reflective essay specifically about a character we identify with due to shared aspects of our identity, and idk if im capable of getting into the time i was hospitalized with this professor. especially because i had to start off the semester telling them i missed class because i was crying profusely in the bathroom over my ex being there

[sincerely-nines]

is there a support group for team rancher enjoyers? for people who feel personally victimized by jimmy solidarity after that one clip???

[infizero]

like genuinely how was that moment fucking real. they literally turned the fandom's little "they never left the desert" saying into an actual fucking scene where scar and grian laugh together and act like they did back in the desert in 3rd life right as the camera pans up to reveal they're walking into a fucking desert like THAT SHIT IS THE MOST INTENTIONAL SYMBOLIC FUCKING SHIT IVE EVER SEEN IN THE WORLD HOW WAS IT JUST A COINCIDENCE MCRP IS FUCKING MADDENINGGGGGG