#jeffrey scenario

[creepy-friday]

Bad Habits[Creepypasta]

Warnings: blood,violence,drugs and suggestive content

Jeff

Renewing his permanent smile whenever he feels he's getting better.Misery became his comfort.

"I'm getting better at it" he scoffed walking past you as you raised an eyebrow."I swear" a whisper not reaching your ears.

Toby

Hours of sitting in front of a screen watching people fuck each other.Pleasure might make him feel something yet the routine started to scare him.

"Nothing else is new." he stated as his head hit his hands.

Hoodie

Looking at old photos.There is a spark of hope in them,in the eyes of those faceless people,in the eyes of the boy he once was.He even had scribbled quotes on the back of them.

"Broken photos make the best pictures frames" a smile formed on his face as the man gestured to his camera.

Masky

Drugs.He has an appetite for feeling dizzy and faded whenever he has the time to.Overdosing on whatever he has and mixing it with personality switches.

"Are you fucking high again?" you asked him in a serious manner.

"Almost reaching Heaven" he dry laughed,knowing damn well.

EJ

Watching brutal gore videos whenever he feels the need to feel less bad about himself and about his actions.

"Perhaps all demons are human" he stated.

"All humans are demons". you shrugged.

[im-tired-404]

Me because I’m not mentally well:

[hashnna]

OKASHII; Fetiches.

Notas: Isso aqui é um completo surto baseado em vozes da minha cabeça sobre quais kinks eu acho que eles teriam porque eu precisava 😔 e tenho simplesmente muitas ideias com a okashii (principalmente com o jeff), honestamente eu e meus meninos com poucos leitores e ouvintes somos o quinteto perfeito. 🫂

Avisos: Conteúdo sexual, size Kink, overstimulation, smoking fetich, gagging, sex tape, cum play, praise kink, odaxelagnia, katoptronofilia.

Extra: O Matt não tá aqui por motivos de; sou incapaz de escrever coisas impróprias com ele, olho pro matty e vejo uma auréola e asas nas costas dele 😮‍💨

Jeffrey White

Size Kink - Jeff é completamente apaixonado pela diferença de tamanho entre vocês, seja a diferença das mãos quando você as compara ou segura a mão dele, ou a diferença de tamanho quando o corpo dele está sobre o seu.

 Jeffrey tem quase 1,90 de altura e ombros largos dignos de um ex nadador, a forma como apenas uma das mãos dele é suficiente para prender seus pulsos acima de sua cabeça ou atrás de suas costas é fascinante. Ele leva a marca que fica em sua bunda pelos tapas fortes quase como um troféu, a mão inteira desenhada em vermelho em sua nádega.

 Na primeira vez que você deitou na cama de Jeff, sequer parecia que ele iria caber dentro de sua buceta, assim como não coube inteiro em sua boquinha. E mesmo agora estando acostumada ao tamanho dele, ainda choraminga, sente o íntimo arder quando ele entra inteiro pela primeira vez. E ainda pede pra ele ir devagarzinho nos dias em que está mais manhosinha que o normal.

Overstimulation - Suas pernas tremendo em volta da cintura do Jeong enquanto ele enfia tudo bem fundo. Sua mão rodeando o pulso dele enquanto ele te toca, os olhinhos cheios enquanto mal teve tempo de descer de seu orgasmo e ele já está prestes a te dar outro. Suas pernas apertando a cabeça dele, as mãos puxando os cabelos e os quadris que só param quietos na cama quando ele te segura firme e a língua morna brinca com seu pontinho sensível.

 Isso é definitivamente o paraíso de Jeffrey.

Gagging - definitivamente ele não cabe na sua boquinha, talvez, exatamente por isso Jeff é obcecado pela visão de você engasgando no pau dele. As bochechinhas ficando vermelhas, os olhinhos tão cheios que transbordam sem que você controle, a saliva faz seus lábios brilharem e um fio ainda liga seu lábio inferior a cabecinha do pau dele quando você se afasta em busca de ar, só para que em seguida a mão de Jeffrey agarre seus cabelos novamente e te traga de volta para o que estava fazendo, esfrega a ponta em seus lábios, em sua língua, bate, só para depois enfiar tudo bem fundo de novo e ouvir o sonzinho molhado de seus engasgos.

Mason Home

Smoking Fetich - Ele vai acender um cigarro enquanto você mama o pau dele, um dos braços atrás da cabeça enquanto o cigarro pende entre os dedos da mão.

Quando você sentar no colo dele enquanto ele estiver fumando, Mason vai segurar seu rosto, te trazendo pra perto o suficiente para soprar a fumaça esbranquiçada em sua boca, e quando você tombar a cabeça pra trás, soltando a fumaça agora menos densa, ele se aproxima, sela seu pescoço devagar, mordisca a pele.

Cum Play - Mason é completamente obcecado por isso, a visão de manchar todo o seu corpo com a porra dele, brincar com isso, ver o líquido escorrendo em seus peitos, vazando pra fora de seu canalzinho apenas pra que ele suje os dedos enquanto espalha o esperma em toda a sua intimidade.

 Ele já fez as próprias iniciais com o esperma em sua nádega e sem pudor algum usou uma foto disso como wallpaper por meses.

Sex Tape - Ele tem inúmeras gravações e fotos impróprias de vocês em uma pasta privada que só vocês dois têm acesso. 

 São fotos suas ajoelhada mamando o pau dele, de quatro, fotos e vídeos de Mason com a cabeça no meio de suas pernas enquanto ele te chupa. Vídeos que ele grava em que dá pra ver perfeitamente a forma com o pau dele entra inteirinho em sua buceta. É quase um onlyfans particular de vocês.

Raf Sandou

Katoptronofilia - O que ele pode fazer se ver seu rostinho choroso através do espelho enquanto ele te fode por trás é uma das cenas mais lindas que ele já viu? 

 Sandou é completamente obcecado, já cogitou colocar um espelho no teto do quarto. Ele adora entrar no banheiro enquanto você faz sua maquiagem na frente do espelho, ele vai agarrar sua cintura, beijar seu pescoço, colocar a mão por dentro de sua calcinha, te tocando até que você perca totalmente a concentração e então te foder ali mesmo.

Odaxelagnia - Sempre vai ter alguma marca dos dentes dele pelo seu corpo, no pescoço, na clavícula, no ombro, nas nádegas, coxas. Ele adora te morder e te marcar. 

Normalmente ele se excita facilmente. Mas quando ele está sentado na frente do computador e você se aproxima, tira o boné dele, entrelaçando os dedos entre os cabelos escuros enquanto mordisca o pescoço dele...ele não vai aguentar um minuto inteiro sem querer te foder.

Praise Kink - Ele vai te chamar dos apelidos mais imorais e em seguida te chamar de "Princesa", falar que você é a garota bonita dele enquanto te fode devagarzinho. 

Depois de gozar na sua boca, vai segurar seu rosto com a mão, espremendo suas bochechas até um biquinho se formar em seus lábios, te dar um selinho barulhento e dizer o quando você é boa pra ele, o quanto é louco por você, te chamar de "minha putinha bonita", "princesinha do Sandou", "bonequinha do Seunghwan".

Morro de ciúmes dos meus caras e ao mesmo tempo queria dar a fama e reconhecimento do mundo todo pra eles 😔😔😔

[sorvqlz]

My God, I thought I was the only one who saw the Woods brothers in the song "We Hug Now". My heart 😭

Omg yesss, the scenarios in my head are so gut wrenching, I just find it so accurate for them 😭

I could write so many fics abt the Woods brothers based solely on that song

[mystixorchid]

The Ink Wielder - Cellar Dweller au

What if Colin survived the fire and ended up becoming an ink demon?

[asce-of-hearts]

Hii omg i love your content SO much and i was wondering if you could write some nsfw headcanons for toby, masky and jeff with an inexperienced darling who’s all eager to please them :(

Eager

contents: NSFW Headcanons of yan!Ticci Toby, Yan!Masky and Yan!Jeff the Killer with an inexperienced darling who's eager to please them.

more content of Masky and Toby here

more content of Jeff here

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WARNINGS: NON-CON/DUB-CON, YANDERE, KNIFE PLAY FOR JEFF, SORT OF GUN PLAY FOR MASKY, MENTIONS OF VIRGITINY FOR TOBY, NSFW.

Jeffrey Woods - Jeff the Killer

Jeff likes it because it makes him feel in control, and also because in his eyes that gives him permission to do anything he wants with you.

He likes that despite your trembling and whimpering, at how you're crying and trying your hardest not to flinch away from his cruel and bruising touch, you're still eager. Like a kicked puppy, you still look at him with those wide adoring eyes, asking for more even when you don't want to.

Trying your best to stay still as he draws blood out of you with his knife, its the best thing ever. He can cut and carve and mince as much of you as he wants and you won't complain, won't put up a fight.

And if you ever refuse he just has to manipulate and coerce you into agreeing, into thinking your refusal and dismissal of his desires its equivalent to murdering him in cold blood.

He's always very rough and harsh, very mean, very cruel. Not minding when you plead for him to slow down in the softest, meekest voice. He doesn't care, as long as he's getting his pleasure you come in second place.

Doesn't mean he's not grateful. He just doesn't care enough about it to say it. But he loves the way you behave, he loves the way you try.

You're the perfect victim.

Timothy Wright - Masky

Tim is relieved. Saves him the god awful job of having to force you. Not because it would make him guilty, but because having to fuck you while pinning you down or pointing a gun at you seems just so troublesome.

Even if he won't say it out-loud, it's cute, it's cute how you try. How your legs always end up trembling because he makes you ride him and you just want to bounce up and down over his cock faster, or how you gag as you try your best to not choke around his fat cock, or how you tear up as he forces you in the most strange and uncomfortable positions. All in the name of pleasure.

And he's... nice about it. Calling you a useless whore only the first couple of times you're unable to put less than half his dick inside your mouth. Degrading names morph into words of condescending praise whispered at you as he grins and pulls your hair, using you however he pleases.

He's not the best teacher, but not the worst entirely. He takes his time, wanting you to enjoy yourself at least a little bit.

Also because when he tried to shove his cock inside you for the first time without any prep you were so tight he felt like he was fucking a hydraulic press. Mmm-hmm, not the most pleasurable experience for either of you.

He's happy to have you willing to learn what he likes or needs.

Tobias Rogers - Ticci Toby

You're eager? Ha! He's eager!

His heart beats so fast when he sees you naked, he feels like he's going to burst when you kiss him. Too much tongue, and teeth and drool between the both of you, from both parts. You're equally as virginal and inexperienced.

A time of experimentation, even with the pains and embarrassments that come with it. Sessions that can last hour after hour, condom after condom, bed broken after bed broken. Some of those end up without either of you able to cum, others with both of you so overstimulated you feel like you'll die if you have another orgasm.

Very sweet, always mindful of doing his best to make you feel good. Definitely a very reciprocal scenario. He wants to please and you want to please, win-win.

His tics make it hard at times, sometimes you're about to cum and he just has to have a spasm that throws his rhythm off. Or accidentally shoving his cock inside your mouth too fast and too hard due to a tic that seemingly came out of nowhere. As long as you're able to overlook it or laugh it off with him, there should be no bigger issues with that.

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[just-some-user-hunny]

I have this question

What if bastard! reader's brothers became knights or guards just so they could find reader and run away with her. Like they'll get inside the castle, find her, explain everything and then run.

Or like they work there to be finally close to their sister again.

How would everyone feel about it? Especially Luke, Jace, Baela and Rhaena

I've actually been pondering of what to do with bastard!readers brothers. I did have an idea that maybe once she manages to escape, she finally flies back home across the ocean on dragon-back and finds her home again. Her brothers are still alive, working as blacksmith apprentices or stable boys ever since their mother passed away not too long ago from illness :( it takes a moment for everything to click, it's been so long since they've seen one another.

But the idea of them becoming knights/guards is so fun honestly. They dedicate themselves to training till they become good enough to be sent somewhere important like kings landing, and set off to search for their sister. Once they reunite, it takes a moment for bastard! Reader to realise, but when she does she's in absolute tears and snuggles her baby brothers who she's missed so much 😔 I'd imagine that maybe their mother isn't around anymore, possible passing away from illness some years ago. As heartbroken as she was, she couldn't give up on her son's so she just kept on working till she dropped, the only comfort she's granted is knowing her boys will be able to look after themselves.

But yeah, if any of the readers 'siblings' would see, they would probably go frantic. Jace would stare in shock and jealousy, if Luke was to see, the precious boy would go as red as an apple in spite. I don't think Baela and rhaena would be as upset, but they would fear being abandoned by their sister.

The two boys would approach, Jace sternly yet unassumingly ask who they are, jaw grit taut, whilst Luke clasps at your sleeve and hugs you close to him. There'd probably be an all out glaring match between all of your brother's now. Bastard readers! True brothers would feel kinda appalled at the princes audacity, considering that you were literally kidnapped from them and that they're your true brothers. Jace would clasp his gloved hand in his yours, trying to keep you by his side as the two targaryen princes feel a little insecure for the first time in a good while. They are very attached to you, and aren't going to give you away like that so easily. You're their sister.

Also I know he's not mentioned here, but I think little Jeffrey would be very confused and not really understand what's happening. He'd cling to your skirt and look up at you with his rosy face and button nose, smiling and asking who your new friends are in his little voice.

This is such a good idea though, I'd love to hear anymore thoughts and scenarios from anyone!

[princess-glassred]

I'm fascinated by what could have potentially happened had Henry succeeded in killing all the losers. Aside from the obvious of Pennywise never being defeated, and assuming IT doesn't kill him because he's a fantastic scapegoat, imagine how big the fallout of this would be.

Henry would be found out almost immediately, if not from his own incompetance then from IT deliberately luring the cops to him so he'd be arrested. He'd either be sent back to the ward for the crimimally insane, or, worst case scenario, Henry's crime might be so heinous Maine would consider bringing back the death penalty just for him. The version of events told by the media would be that Henry is a lunatic who committed a string of murders when he was a young child, then broke out of Juniper Hills and committed another string of murders. The timeline wouldn't match up at all, given that people were dying before Henry broke out, but the media wouldn't focus on that.

This case would probably make national news (at least for a little bit) given that Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Richie Tozier, and Ben Hanscom were super famous individuals and them all dying together would be an insane story for the public. Of course pennywise covered things up, but these aren't just abused kids or bums who live in alleys. Bill and Richie have an actual fanbase, Ben was on magazine covers, and Bev was a well known fashion mogul. I can only imagine how messy things would be if Tom and Audra died too and the media added them to Henry's list of victims. Audra was a famous actress/model and Tom was Bev's business partner. This shit would have been everywhere.

The goreyness of the case would bring a lot of attention to Derry and I imagine with how insensitive Derry can be they'd use this in tourism. Before this all they had to make people come to Derry was the canal days, so i'm sure sombody would be eager to capatalize on it. The tourism boom would probably cause Derry to be a little gentrified and thus bring more people to Derry than ever before. It would have a plethora of new meals and probably eat more than it'd ever dreamed it could.

Henry would become a pop culture figure, much of the same way we see people treat Jeffrey Dahmer or John Wayne Gacy. IT would love all of that attention because the more people focus on how fucked it is Henry killed people the less people focus on Derry as a whole. Of course there'd been tragedies in the town before, but none of those victims had been famous, and besides: this is the 80's/2010's, the way media sensationalized things would be a lot worse with the prominince of TV/the internet.

There'd probably be some documentary made about Henry's life using what little information they could gather around town. Nobody had even seen henry since he was arrested and nobody talked to him before, so it was basically gaurenteed anyone who got interviewed was lying for attention. There might be a terrible movie made about him at some point, similarly to how in Carrie the black prom incident got a movie that sucked. Henry would probably lack the ability to understand how famous he'd gotten, if not be totally ignorant to it. A few people would get mad that Mike Hanlon and the other numerous victims of Henry who weren't famous get no attention. Tik tok would do it's tik tok thing. True crime crush community girlies would have a field day with young pictures of Henry (especially in the 2017 continuity).

Henry would become a well known person to arm chair diagnose, the kind of killer you write research papers and books about. There'd be plenty of books about Henry too, discussing his fucked mental state and proposing theories about why he did what what he did, a lot of which based on offensive and outdated views of mental health (ie: homosexuality being a mental disorder).

[vintagerpg]

I have a potpourri of interesting fantasy RPG products from the first three decades of the hobby, starting with Fortress Ellendar (1979), for High Fantasy.

Jeffrey C. Dillow’s High Fantasy was originally self-published in 1978 and a second edition appeared in ‘79. I have the revised and expanded third edition, released by Reston in 1981. It’s a percentile-based system that is pretty simple and straight-forward for the time, but I don’t know. It feels rickety to me and didn’t make much of a splash back in the day, but has recently gained some admirers among the OSRish.

This is the first time I’ve seen a supplement for High Fantasy that was produced before Reston took over publication and it is a surprisingly professional seeming product for the time (this scenario is included in the Reston book, Adventures in High Fantasy). Tidy layout and organization, good paper stock. It’s slim, but no slimmer than G3. No illustrations beyond the cover, unfortunately, but lots of well rendered maps (all the visuals are by Bruce Jensen).

The idea is a little bit preposterous. The fortress has fallen and the original lord has tasked the players with taking it back. Weirdly, the lord had previously been beset there by a demon, who killed many of the inhabitants, including the lady of the castle, until a wizard managed to bind it. I, personally, would not want to live there anymore and would not go to any lengths to get it back once I was kicked out by men with swords, but maybe that’s just me.

The lord’s plan is to have the players break into the castle, figure out the binding spell and…unbind it. The demon will then kill everyone inside, and then the lord will come back with his wizard and re-bind the demon. That…doesn’t sound like a great plan to me. But it does seem like workable prequel to The Demon Pits of Caeldo!

[sins0fthefather]

Wrath.

Jeff the Killer HCs:

General HCs:

Full Name: Jeffrey Alexander Woods (Only responds to Jeff though. Best case scenario if you call him his full name is he’ll ignore you, worst case scenario is him flipping his shit on you)

Age: 22-25 (Based on where in the story a character study/fic takes place)

Birthday: September 22 (Older than Liu by 2 years)

Wasian— Father is Chinese, mother is a born n’ raised Texan

Biromantic, Demisexual

Has autism, C-PTSD, BPD (contributor to his auditory hallucinations), NPD, ASPD, and BDD

Right Handed

6’1 (185~ cm)

Covered in burn scars, most noticeably on his chest, forearms, and back

He uses white facepaint, it makes his face’s silhouette look “cleaner” in his eyes

His cuts have healed up for the most part, although he’ll have moments where he relapses and cuts at them again. The ends will also sometimes tear if he does something like laugh too hard.

Very touchy with other people, but he despises being touched first. He prefers to initiate physical contact- both because of the control aspect of it and because of his general distrust of others.

His sense of humor waxes and wanes from extreme condescension to the most morbid sentences you’ve ever heard. Half of the time it doesn’t even sound like a joke.

Reckless driver, cursed with terrible road rage

Smokes cigarettes, his brand of choice is Marlboro

Drinks vodka straight as if it were water

I feel like his favorite band would be Tool or Slipknot. His music taste is just metal and dad rock.

Was brought up in a Catholic school for most of his life, although he obviously doesn’t keep up with the practice anymore. This is a big catalyst for why he develops a god complex however since he “has authority over life and death”— something unique only to gods from what he was taught.

Very observant of the people around him. He memorizes speech patterns, demeanors, even the way people walk. He’s gotten to the point where he can read people and their intentions well before they’re explicitly stated, making it much easier for him to spot a lie. However this also makes it much easier for him to tell when he’s truly pushing somebody’s buttons, and there’s nothing he loves more than pushing people past their limit.

Always stealing glances of himself in any mirror he walks past

He’s an opportunistic killer. Limiting himself to patterns clashes with the creativity and the thrill of the moment to him. However, there are specific elements of a kill he will often repeat if the mood strikes him. An example of this would be often including strangulation (albeit usually not the direct cause of death) to reflect his acquired need for control in all moments of his life. Sometimes he will also pose bodies in a “prayer” position to call back that god complex I mentioned.

He doesn’t always kill people immediately. If someone catches his eye, usually because he finds them beautiful in some aspect, he’ll take it a step further. He has no problem with being patient when the situation arises for it- stalking the person, learning their habits and schedules, the whole shebang. He’ll then slowly start to ruin said person’s life, isolating them through the slaughter of those closest to them and destroying any sense of peace and security they once had. He’s the sound that goes -bump- in the night. He’ll toy with his food until he eventually grows bored, disposing them like all the rest. After all, how dare someone else try to be beautiful in his presence- a punishment of the highest order is necessary.

His anger can be very… explosive. He doesn’t stick around very long for enough people besides victims to see it, but it can be as unpredictable as his own kills. It’s worse when he’s silent in his anger however, since with the former you at least have enough of a warning to brace yourself.

Backstory-Centric HCs:

(TW: csa, murder, mutilation, religious trauma, general stuff)

Takes place in college. Jeff is 22 at the start while Liu is 20.

Instead of being a one-off instance, Jeff and Liu have been subjected to bullying/borderline harassment since middle school. This builds up Jeff’s gradual distrust of others and leads to him shutting himself off from his peers.

Most of said bullying revolved around their mixed race situation. It only got worse as Jeff shut himself off and Liu became a people pleaser.

The two didn’t even have peace at home, since their parents were sexually abusive and excused it through their religion. It was “all apart of god’s love” as they said. This + the bullying leads Liu to develop DID and kickstarts Jeff’s resentment towards their parents. It also led Jeff to develop a twisted belief on what love and beauty is since god apparently “favored” the beauty of his parent’s form of “love.”

On one particular instance of bullying/harassment, a small group of people he grew up with planned on jumping and mugging Jeff behind a bar. Things escalated when Jeff retaliated in self defense, beating his aggressors with a nearby pipe found laying against a dumpster. He didn’t leave unscathed however, since one of the attackers dropped a lighter into the flammable materials (alcohol, trash, etc) that had been scattered in the fight, planning on making everyone go down in that moment. Jeff managed to survive (albeit with severe burns along his body) after being found by an employee who went to go check out the noise/smell of smoke, but the others succumbed to their wounds.

While in a heavy state of shock and psychosis (paired with being drugged up out the wazoo at the hospital) his usual unchecked auditory hallucinations worsened, leading his mind to trick him into believing this situation was a sign from god- that he was supposed to survive while his tormentors burned. Paired with his already twisted concepts of love and beauty, he began to believe that his burns were part of god’s plan to make him more beautiful- because he was favored.

This only gets worse when he’s released from the hospital’s custody due to a neglect in checking his mental state. After being sent home with his family and therefore being thrown back into the abusive environment he hoped to escape when going to college he ends up experiencing a psychotic break, mutilating himself in the process.

When his parents catch him, they attack him. In their eyes he had disgraced them, no longer upholding the “beauty” of heaven that they enforced. He ends up killing them in self defense, but furthers it by mutilating their bodies in an act of defiance induced by his break. He believes he’s outdone god in this moment, deluding himself into thinking he’s on the same level (or even better) than god.

While overcome by his psychotic break, he ends up severely wounding Liu after he wakes up to check out the noise. It becomes a conspiracy on if Liu survived or not since his body was never found by authorities.

The reason why Jeff continues on his spree after these instances is the feel of control he gets. After being forced into submission by those around him for so long, he finally feels a stable sense of power over those he deems as less than him.

He ends up wandering throughout the states after this, hopping from town to town. He never stays in one place for long, although sometimes he’ll revisit his home town to give the urban legend fanatics something to fear again.

[self-loving-vampire]

the ideological leaders of the transhumanist movement are generally eugenicists or soft eugenicists. you can define "true" transhumanism however you like, but the loudest voices and major historical precedents are all tied to eugenic beliefs. this is embodied inherently in the term "transhumanism". if we hold the transcendance of human limitations as an instrumental value, that neccesarily implies some hierarchy of ranking people by ability that is seen as desireable. imo transhumanism in this form rather than decentering the human enshrines the worst aspects of it. for these reasons i prefer "posthumanism" and think people who identify with transhumanist as a label should reconsider if they don't already agree with that stuff

Eugenics doesn't even make sense as a vehicle for transhumanism if you know the first thing about evolutionary biology, not to mention that it doesn't align with transhumanist values. Even if you somehow got it to work it would take ages, would not help you individually, and would not enable most people to do body modifications.

Even in a best case scenario where you mainstreamed consensual genetic modifications of fetuses so no one gets clinical depression anymore or something rather than doing what most people usually associate with the word that would still leave already-living transhumanists out.

The closest thing to actual transhumanism would be medicine in general, especially given that the top human limitation that people want to overcome is aging.

The second closest thing would be radical and consensual body modifications such as transition.

Not to mention the fact that conservatives, TERFs, neo-nazis, and etc. use transhumanism as a sort of bogeyman that shows up in their conspiracy theories.

That's Jennifer Bilek citing a neo-nazi as a source on how trans people are part of a jewish transhumanist plot. Bilek's ideas are laundered and mainstreamed into TERF worldviews, being referenced by many high-profile radfems like Julie Bindel, Helen Joyce, LGB Alliance, Allison Bailey, Sheila Jeffreys, and Transgender Trend.

Obviously not all reactionaries think the same (and neither do all transhumanists) but it doesn't look as if transhumanism has anything close to mainstream acceptance among them. In fact, anti-transhumanism stems from a lot of the same bioessentialist impulses appeals to nature that motivate transphobia.

Furthermore I think you may be mistaking "rich and famous people" for "ideological leaders". As if the anarchist catgirls are loyal disciples of Peter "Trump 2024" Thiel or something.

When you think about transhumanism the first thing to come to mind probably should not even be rich normie cis men in suits who want to control other people's bodies. They're generally not the ones actually embodying or even advocating for these values and rights. You would unironically get more transhumanist thought out of Touhou.

It's not even a "you can define transhumanism however you want" thing. That's a term that actually has a definition that is not even difficult to grasp.

Some of us don't want to be human or subject to all the horrible things that come with human forms. Some of us don't want people to get sick and die and reject bioconservative arguments that "nature knows best" or that modifying your body is automatically bad.

The central idea is that you have a body that belongs to you that you should be able to customize to your liking even in ways that are not "natural" or "normal". Arguably all kinds of assistive technology, and even things like clothing and cooking, are transhumanist tech. We are not born wearing shoes after all.

[raythekiller]

Hi, I've been reading your works and I'm envious. Your scenarios and headcanons are so cool :D I was wondering if you could make a headcanon for the creeps living with a Latina recruit who is sassy but caring to the point she (or they) will aggressively take care of someone if they aren't feeling well. Hope it isn't too much out of your comfort zone. Have a good day and take care

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🗒 ❛ Sassy But Caring Latinx! Reader ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Jeff The Killer, Ben Drowned, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Masky

#Notes: as a dad friend sassy latino myself this one was right up my alley ty

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Jeff The Killer

You definitely give him a lot of shit. When you first arrive he's all cocky thinking he has a new victim, but then as soon as you opened your mouth, boom, he got dragged. Since he's quite the troublemaker, you'll probably be screaming at him a lot.

"¡Jeff! ¿Que chingado estás hacendo?"

"Slender, the new recruit is speaking tongues again!"

Secretly thinks it's kinda hot when you speak Spanish. The rolling r's just do something to him. While he's absolutely not gonna try to learn it, he ends up picking up a thing or two just from hearing you and the context of the situation. Can't speak it to save his life, though. Still, he makes fun of your language all the time.

"What, you forgot English already?"

Also, he's like, terrible with self care. Not as bad as Ben, but still pretty bad. Doesn't shower for days and hates drinking water. You'll have to threaten him with a chancla to get him to actually take some care of himself.

"¡Jeffrey Woods, chingada madre, limpia tu habitación!"

"You can't fucking make me!"

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ben Drowned

Little mister Hasn't Showered, Slept Or Eaten In A Week over here. I swear, this guy is helpless. Spends all his time cupped up in his room playing videogames and eating nothings but trash like some kind of fucking raccoon. You'll have the hardest time trying to take care of him.

"Ben, how long has it been since the last time you showered?"

"Uhmm... I don't know, about 9 days?"

" *sighs in spanish* "

Genuinely terrified of you when you get mad and start cussing in Spanish. He'll clean his room, he promises, just please put the chancla down!

Will actually be really happy if you make him Hispanic food. Not only does it taste good, but you made it for him because you care about him, and that means the world. He can't handle spicy stuff though, so be careful.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ticci Toby

Not too bad in general when it comes to taking care of himself, but he does just... Forget to eat. All the time. He will just suddenly get light headed and remember he hasn't eaten a bite of food in the last 3-4 days. Another one who loves if you make him Hispanic food, but unlike Ben, he likes his shit extra spicy. Probably one of the only creeps who will try to learn Spanish to understand you better, even if you're fluent in English.

"H-hola, Y/N. Como- como estás?"

"Estoy bien, pero no necessitas hablar conmigo en español, chulo."

Yes, you call him "chulo". He will also listen to the music and just try to learn more of the culture in general to make you feel more welcome. Overall, genuinely puts in an effort in taking better care of himself so you don't have to worry about him as much.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

I'd be surprised if he didn't know Spanish already, which was probably a bit of a shock to you, but a good one nonetheless. He's not normally into gossip, but there's something extremely funny about talking shit about someone while they're right there and they have no idea what you're saying.

"Jeff es tan jodidamente estúpido."

"Sí, ¿verdad?"

"The FUCK you two talkin about?"

You won't have to worry about him much, he takes basic care of himself unlike most of the others. If anything, he's scolding rhe others WITH you. You're basically the parents of everyone else at this point.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Masky

Has the biggest fucking crush on you and will forever be mad about it. I said this in the ideal S/O post - he needs someone who gives him shit but also looks out for him and the others. The fact that latino people are extra hot is just a bonus. Unfortunately, this also means he's extra mean to you.

"Tienes que dejar de fumar. Te va a joder los pulmones así."

"Sorry, doll, I don't speak 'freak'."

Like Jeff, secretly thinks it's hot when you speak in your language. Hates when you scold him, loves it when you scold others, especially if you get extra mad and start cussing in Spanish. It's just amusing to him. Plus, you make things easier for him now that he's not the only one parenting these weirdos and he's genuinely glad you came along.

[sorvqlz]

Hello !! I'm Maite or Mai, a HUGE creepypasta fan and also not a great writer but since I haven't found a good CRP fanfic to read in a WHILE, I'll try to write my own scenarios or smth. (are probably bs)

MASTERLIST !!

I'll be writing for these characters down below ↓

Jeff The Killer/Jeffrey Woods

Obsession

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 1/?

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 2/?

Homicidal Liu/Liu Woods

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 1/?

Obsession

General & Romantic HCs

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 2/?

Eyeless Jack/Jack Nyras

Obsession

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 2/?

Jack w an S/O who's cruel and twisted

Peter Pan/BEN Drowned! Reader ruining Jack's life

Ticci Toby/Tobias Erin Rodgers

A relationship with Toby

Obsession

Sub! Ticci Toby w S/O

Masky/Tim Wright (MH)

Obsession

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 3/?

Fractured Frames

Hoody/Brian Thomas (MH)

Obsession

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 3/?

X Virus/Cody Mercer

Dating HC's

BEN Drowned/Benjamin Lawman

BEN w a pure S/O HC's

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 2/?

BEN w a morally white S/O

What it's like to marry BEN Drowned?

Bloody Painter/Helen Otis

Yandere! Helen x Reader/the phantom of the opera au!

Jason The Toy Maker

Laughing Jack

Songs I believe fit the CRP's 2/?

LJ corrupting outgoing reader

Slenderman/ Elias Slater (my au!)

Teenage! Slenderman w the cutest Reader

Peter Pan! Reader x Child! Slenderman (platonic)

Slenderman in my au!

Zalgo

Peter Pan! Reader x Child! Zalgo (platonic)

Kagekao

Kagekao w BEN Drowned/Peter Pan! Reader

(more can be added if requested)

Also my first language is spanish so I might make mistakes when writing in english.

I accept requests such as:

Angst

NSFW (if it's smut it the reader will have an specific gender since it's much easier for me, ofc I accept any gender requests UNLESS it's other pronouns besides they/them, she/her, he/him)

Age Gaps (as long as both characters are consenting adults)

Romance tropes and/or platonic tropes (depends on which)

Dacryphilia

Corruption K!nk

Specific gender readers'

Religious backgrounds (religious reader {or character of choice}, religious traumatized reader {or again char. of choice})

Other ethnicity reader's (any)

Platonic! x reader w the CRP's

Cannibalism (nonsexual)

Specific occupations' for reader (therapist! reader, Scientist! reader, Detective! reader, etc.)

Reality Shifter! Reader

I don't accept requests such as:

Minor x adult (sexualized)

Incest

Sexual Gore

child! Reader (it's quite difficult for me to be specific)

Racism

Grape

P!ss k!nk (straight up gross)

Torture 🌽 (I've seen this and grape in many CRP fics and it's completely repulsive)

Blasphemy (I won't tolerate any kind of Blasphemy and when I say this I mean specific jokes or comments belittling Jesus Christ or any other religion in general)

Author's note: might or might not add more to both lists idk

-15-3-25-

[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

#4 with lots of angst but a happy ending!😭

Warning: Mentions of car accident, pregnancy complications, 4pre-term birth, hospitals.

Harry had been a bit hesitant to schedule any shows for when you made it to your 6 month of pregnancy. However, you assured him that you wouldn't even start your maternity leave until the 7 month mark because you wanted more time after the baby was born; you didn't want to feel rushed to say goodbye to her. You had a desk job, so you weren't doing anything strenuous and your job also wasn't all that stressful. So during a break in his tour he came home and after a few checks ups where Harry asked a bajillion questions, your doctor assured him that everything was perfectly normal and looking really great.

It's not that Harry didn't want to tour, he actually really did because after your baby came he intended to take at least a year or two to just be there with you both. But he also didn't want to be away from you just in case you needed him during this time. But you reminded him that your mom would be coming in from LA to help out soon and well, his mom was constantly around, doting on you, and other friends of yours and Harry's in town, so you had many people around who would surely lend a hand if you ever needed it. So with that information, plus your doctor's confirmation he gave Jeffrey the green light to add one more month of shows to his tour. After all, it would be the last one for a bit.

He was having a blast, he was making the most of these last few shows because he knew he'd miss it a lot down the line. And right now he was in the huddle with the band, pep talking them all right before they got on stage. They were just about to do their chant when he heard someone call his name loudly.

"Harry!" he turned around to see Brad running over with his phone to his ear looking absolutely panicked and scared and worried all mixed into one. He'd never seen him looking that scared and it made him start to worry. As soon as he was closer to the huddle he lowered his voice, "H, Y/N's been in a serious car accident. It's not good." He said and his stomach immediately sank. Everyone's cheerful and excited expressions shifted into those of concern and sadness, "Your mum just called Jeff, she just got to the hospital, they won't give her any details." he said as he said whatever Jeffrey was telling him on the line.

Harry was frozen though, he wasn't sure what to do. He just knew he needed to get there as soon as possible. People always overthink and ponder about bizarre or worst case scenarios to maybe know how to handle them when they arise, but this is not something that Harry would have ever even considered. He was in shock, he had no control, he had no idea what was going on. He couldn't even cry. His ears were just ringing as he heard the crowd cheering and roaring maniacally as the screens darkened, indicating he was about to go on.

"The show." he finally said flatly as he swallowed the lump in his throat, "I can't do the show."

"Yeah, Tommy's already taking care of that." Brad assured him, "Let's just get your things, we're trying to get you there as soon as possible. Jeff is on the other line with Kris. I guess Kim is in town for work, she flew on her jet." he said and Harry nodded, "C'mon". Brad said and guided Harry back to his dressing room. The band rushed after them and followed Harry to his dressing room. He needed to get changed out of his crazy costume... he was trying to get his shoes off, but his shaking hands were making the simple task almost impossible.

"H, I've got it." Mitch said to him softly as he stooped down and Harry nodded. Once his shoes were off he hurried to get changed into his casual clothes. The rest of the band started gathering his things, getting them into his duffle bag so that he could head out as soon he was done changing. They all frowned when they heard him start to vomit in the bathroom but it was understandable, there are just somethings in life that cause a visceral reaction.

Harry just couldn't believe that this was rally happening. He felt like he was outside of his body in a way, just disconnected. But all that came crashing when he realized that no one had any idea of your condition. No one knew if your baby girl was alright...or maybe they wouldn't tell his mom anything because neither of you had made it...the thought of that just made him feel sick to his stomach. He dropped to his knees and just started to hurl up everything in his stomach. He was coughing through his tears and he exhaled shakily as he wiped off his mouth. He then flushed the toilet and rinsed out his mouth before he finished changing.

"Here, H." Sarah said handing over his toothbrush when he opened the door.

"Thank you." he mumbled as he took it and quickly brushed his teeth.

"Yes! We got the jet!" Brad said to everyone as soon as Kim confirmed to Jeffrey that her flight crew was heading to the airfield as they spoke. Everyone sighed in relief at this news, "She told Jeff that they can get you there in 2 hours." he told Harry and he nodded. He wished he could teleport, but 2 hours was better than nearly three hours of flight, not counting the entire process he'd have to go through at the airport. He'd make it there after midnight if that were the case, so the fact that she was in town and was just letting him take her jet was a heaven ordained miracle, and he hoped it wouldn't be the last of the night. Not even ten minutes later they were off to the airfield.

True to her word, Kim's crew was ready to go as soon as his car pulled up. He and Brad hurried out and they had taken off not even five minutes later.

********

Back at the hospital Anne was in a complete panic because no one was telling her anything. No one was giving her any information or just brushing her off. She knew that you were on your way to get your mother from the airport, so she sent Michal and Gemma to go get her and bring her over.

She was more than relieved when Jeffrey called her to let her know that Harry had been able to borrow a jet and was in the air now. But as she hung up with Jeffrey she started getting a lot of text messages from friends and family asking if Y/N was alright. One person sent her a video that someone had taken of the paramedics wheeling her into the ambulance. She immediately called Jeffrey back and he got to work on making sure that those videos got taken down. But obviously, the internet spreads information like a wildfire and half an hour later there were even news reports on the television. People started to recognize her and come ask her questions and so eventually the hospital staff just let her stay in a private room while she waited for your mum, Gem, and Michal to arrive.

********

Obviously, Harry saw the videos. He didn't think he'd be riddled with messages about this; people were asking him questions that he didn't even have the answers to. The not knowing was the worst part. There was already news that he had cancelled his show and speculation that the rest of the tour was cancelled, which he hadn't even spoken to anyone about but that was true. Even if it was a good outcome, he didn't want to be apart from you after this.

He was afraid though because in the videos he saw your pants had blood on them and you didn't appear to be fully conscious as you were wheeled away. The accident had been bad; your car had been t-boned on the driver's side, so you surely had taken the impact, which he knew couldn't be good. He didn't want to think anymore, he just wanted to get there and do whatever he could to help.

********

Once your mother got there the hospital staff were far more collaborative as they shared information on your condition. And thankfully Harry had arrived shortly after everyone else. He asked to speak to the doctors straight away before anything else, he needed to know what was going on before he faced anyone else.

"Good evening, Mr. Styles-"

"Just tell me what happened please." he cut the woman off and she nodded.

"For now your wife is stable, we're just closing her up from the c-section. In terms of your daughter, she's in the NICU. Unfortunately we're not too sure if she'll make it on her own yet." she explained to him and Harry just felt his heart tighten up in his chest as his throat bobbed. "The impact caused very serious abdominal trauma to your wife. First responders determined that the placenta was moderately detached from the uterus because of the bleeding she had." she explained, "When we opened her up though it was completely detached." she said and he shook his head.

"OK, but what does that mean for my baby?" he asked, slightly aggravated. He didn't understand why these people just never said what they meant. He understood it could be hard to give people bad news, but beating around the bush was far more harmful in his opinion.

"When the placenta detaches it means the baby has no oxygen or nutrients. And in severe cases like this it's standard to perform an emergency c-section as quickly as possible to ensure that damage to the baby is minimal." she explained to him and his tears started to fall, "Unfortunately, we don't know long it was fully detached for...if it happened upon impact or on the way to the hospital. But this can lead to several complications for the baby, but given that your wife is just shy of 31 weeks the baby still has some growing to do and my biggest concern is brain injury, which can cause a lot of developmental delays. We just won't know until later down the line." she explained and he nodded, "We've got her on some oxygen for now since her lungs are not fully developed yet. But in normal, pre-term birth circumstances babies born between 31 to 34 week have a 95% survival rate, which is very good." she said and he sighed.

"But this is not a normal, pre-term circumstance." he said to her.

"No, but we're doing everything we can. Your baby seems to have developed really well from what I was able to see. These next couple of hours are critical though and if she makes it through the night I’ll be very optimistic about her recovery.”

"Can I see them?" he asked.

"I can certainly arrange for that. You might be able to see the baby first, but she's in the incubator and it'll be a bit frightening to see her hooked up to several things, but that's just what we need to do to keep her stable." she informed and he nodded, "Your wife had to have a blood transfusion, so she's out. And I believe they are also treating to her fractures. She may also be out for a few more hours since she also suffered a concussion."

"Jesus..." he sighed shakily.

"Your wife will pull through though. She's in great health, Mr. Styles." she assured him and he nodded.

"Alright, thank you Dr. Mehta." he said and she nodded, "I'll escort you to the room your relatives have been given and someone will come get you shortly to see your baby." she said.

It was about 15 minutes before a nurse came in to take Harry over to the NICU. He had to get into a full body paper suit, hairnet, mask, and gloves before he could get in. Once that was squared away he was led to the little incubating carriage that had your little girl in it. When Harry saw her he was shocked at just how tiny she was, he swore she'd fit in in his hand, she couldn't be bigger than his forearm. He was happy to see her, but like the doctor had said it was also scary to see her so tiny and defenseless hooked up to all those things. It was hard to know that she was fighting for her life.

“Can I touch her?” He asked the nurse.

“Of course. You just put your arm through the hole there.” She explained and he nodded, “Just mind the tubes and monitoring pads.” She said and he nodded, “I’ll give you a few minutes, I’ll be right out there if you need anything.”

“Thank you.” Harry hummed and then he was left alone. As soon as she was gone he started to cry. You two hadn’t even agreed on her name yet; but he was glad you hadn't because it might be more painful to name her and lose her. It pained him so much to think that she might not make it through the night and that maybe you'd never even get to see her. He hesitated before his gloved hand made contact with her through the hand opening, but he shook off his concern and just touched the top of her tiny hand. He saw the faintest little twitch in her fingers and he chuckled happily at her response as his tears fell even harder, "Hi princess!" he smiled through his tears, "It's me, your dad." he sniffled, "Please, just...just hang on for me, princess. We already love you so much, we can't say goodbye." he cried quietly. He prayed silently to the heavens that his little girl would make it. She had to make it.

********

It was about two hours later that he was told he could go see you. You were still unconscious but at least he got to see that you were alive. Your right shoulder, arm, hip, and leg were in a cast. He was glad that at least your mom was with him so that they could hold each other while they cried. She wanted to stay a while longer so Harry gave her some privacy as he stepped outside of the room. Letting out a sigh of relief that you were alive. A little torn up, but still with him.

It was undoubtedly a sleepless night. He couldn't risk missing anything. It was around 8:30am the next morning when Dr. Mehta came by the waiting room. He hurriedly woke everyone else up as she stepped into the room.

"Good morning, Mr. Styles and family." Dr. Mehta smiled. If she was saying that it meant that it was good news, right?

"Any updates?" he asked and she nodded.

"Your baby is stable. She remained stable all night." she shared happily and every let out a sigh of relief. He felt a weight lifted off of his shoulders, "now this doesn't mean she's out of the NICU, her stay will be a bit longer, I'm afraid, but she is out of immediate danger." she informed him and he nodded, "Your wife should be waking up in the next couple of hours."

"Thank you, thank you so much." he sighed and she nodded.

"I did want to show you something though."

"Of course." he stood and followed after her.

"I was reviewing your wife's chart and I noticed something interesting." she said and he nodded. Harry followed her down the hall and she let him into an empty room with an x-ray projector. She set the file in her hand down and pulled out your x-rays and powered on the projector before she placed them on the screen. "Look at the fractures. They're here on the shoulder, elbow, hip and femur." she said and Harry nodded, "That's why your baby's alive." she said and he turned to her.

"I don't understand." he said.

"I think your wife had enough time to react before she was hit. It looks like she tried to turn her body away was much as possible, which explains the way her shoulder fractured and she probably used her arm and leg to try to shield her stomach so that they took the brunt of the impact."

"That's...so incredible. Thank you for showing this to me." he nodded with tearful eyes and she nodded.

"Of course. My shift is over, but I'll be back again tonight. Your nurses from last night are still on shift."

"Thank you." he said before he headed back to the waiting room and shared with his family what the doctor had told him. He was so proud of you and he couldn't wait to tell you.

When you woke up a few hours later he immediately went over to see you. It all tears for the first few minutes before you asked about your baby. He squeezed your hand gently and sniffled.

"She's alright. I get to see her again later." he explained and you nodded in relief, "She's just a tiny little thing, this big, I swear." he smiled through his tears as he demonstrated her length to you with his hands, "Your doctor said you saved her life. S'why you're all broken, baby." he said and you smiled at him as you cleared your throat to speak.

"I just wanted to protect her as much as I could." you sniffled and he nodded.

"You did, my love. She's here because of you." he sobbed and kissed your forehead and you felt a weight lifted off of your shoulders, "I told you adding more shows was a bad idea..." he said and you chuckled before you winced, "Oh, I'm sorry, not making you laugh's gonna be hard."

"It might be if you were actually funny, baby." you croaked out and he pouted playfully as you smiled at him. "What're we gonna name our baby? We haven't even discussed it properly."

"S'cause we knew it'll get us in a tiff. But considering you're handicapped and all, I supposed your opinion bears more weight." he said and you chuckled again and he grinned, "And you said I'm not that funny..." he hummed as he ran his thumb over your knuckles.

"I'm concussed." you reminded and he chuckled and shook his head.

"Well, I told her that she was so loved...and well, she's our little love. So I think I want to call her Love." he said and you smiled.

"Love Styles sounds like a cheap lingerie brand." you wheezed as you tried to adjusted yourself a bit and he burst our laughing before reaching up and fluffing your pillow up a bit.

"Yeah...that's...definitely not what I'm going for." he smiled and you smiled back.

"We don't have to decide yet." you said and he nodded.

"I'm just so happy that you're still here with me." he said softly and you sniffled and nodded.

"Me too."

********

It had been a few days and Harry just needed to get home and get showered and changed. It felt good to be home and when he walked past the nursery he smiled, he couldn't wait to have you and your baby home. When Harry got into your shared bedroom he haphazardly dumped his bag out on the bed in search of his toothbrush before heading in for a shower. He took his time under the hot and soothing water. After he stepped out and dried off a bit he just dropped onto your bed and before he knew he passed out. He had maybe slept six hours in the the last 2 days.

"Harry." he heard faintly, "Hang on, he's passed out." he heard as he gained consciousness and slowly blinked his eyes open to see Brad hovering over him and he immediately sat up.

"Is everything OK?"

"Yeah, mate. Y/N wanted to ask you something." he said and he grabbed Brad's phone.

"I've been calling you." you said and he sighed.

"Sorry baby, phone's dead. What is it?" he asked groggily.

"Let's name her Violet." You said and Harry smiled.

"I like that a lot." he said with a grin.

"Yeah?" You asked.

"Yeah, it's perfect." he agreed.

"OK. That's all. Get some rest."

"I'll be back soon though, OK? I love you." he said and you nodded.

"I love you." you hummed back and he blew a kiss at the screen before you hung up.

"Love Styles? Really?" Brad asked him and he scoffed.

"Oh, shut up..." Harry huffed before draping his arm over his eyes.

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[cimacally]

Dead Poets Society headcanons: what do they do when they can't sleep

Neil starts reciting theater lines in his mind because he remembers all of them. Sometimes he obviously can't recall some and he gets angry at himself cause he can't read the script without turning the light on, and he doesn't want to wake up Todd. Eventually, he falls asleep, after mumbling the line he was stuck at for 20 minutes.

Todd usually thinks of poems which he won't remember in the morning either way. When he really can't create any good work, he gets frustrated and doesn't sleep all night, thinking about his parents and Jeffrey, drowning in insecurities.

Charlie aggressively wakes up Cameron and complains to him. At first, it was really annoying to Richard, but he got used to it and now they both enjoy it (they will never admit it tho).

Cameron just stares at the ceiling and lets his mind wander off. He thinks about pretty much everything, and sometimes it leads to very weird conclusions, so he tries to sleep every night (he even stopped drinking coffee) (it does not help).

Meeks quietly hums some melodies and imagines various scenarios. He likes making stories so he often doesn't sleep on purpose, just to create them in peace.

Pitts almost never has problems with falling asleep, but when he does, he wakes up Meeks and they talk about everything and nothing. He feels guilty doing so, but Meeks assures that it's not a problem.

Knox gets up and walks around the room until he's at least a little tired. If it doesn't help, he thinks of Chris till morning. The Poets told him that it's kinda creepy but he doesn't give a shit.

I know it's not great, I have never written headcanons before and English isn't my first language but I always wanted to try it so here we are <3.

[princeelectra]

You know when you feel a sensation so strong and deep that you cannot explain it? Or you imagine things that happened before you were even born like you were there?

This happens everytime I think about London, March 27, Apollo Victoria Theatre.

The grand opening... The first time the world would see Starlight express.

I can feel the excitement of people, them sitting, curious about what's going on...

And then... The overture.

To even IMAGINE the overture in that beautiful painted scenario for the first time makes me genuinely want to cry.

Oh... The emotion, the JOY! The sensation of nostalgia of something I've never saw! Oh, Jeffrey Daniel dancing like a god in that marvelous set! My heart beats, beats, BEATS... It seems like I'm dying! I want to go back, I want to SEE IT! I want to live... Live what I was BORN TO LIVE!

1984, Jeffrey, ray shell, THE LIGTHS OF THE STARLIGHT APPEARING IN THE SKY! What a technology, what an experience...

My soul is there. My soul will always be there. On that day, March 27, in London, at Apollo Victoria.