#literally I need to be restrained and sedated

[comma-souptra]

@little-boats-on-a-lake pitched the idea of he/him butch lesbian Detective Noel malevolent and I have not stopped rotating him in my head since. and needed to share their gospel

[the-seelie-court-official]

im about to turn into a trope the way people who have never cared for small children keep trying to back up a teacher who broke the law and made fun of a disabled Child and the parents that are Trying Something, even if it doesn't make immediate sense to the reader or teacher. too many people see an issue where a Literal Child acted out and are so quick to say that literal child should be punished, no further context necessary.

James Schlossberg should've been wearing contact lenses, how bout that? he shouldn't have been close enough to a small child that they could punch him directly in the face with their tiny little arms

inb4 'victim blaming!!!' i work with special needs children and make sure to remove my jewelry every day to minimize the risk of injury. because i understand that Literal Children sometimes lash out. because im good at my job.

like, what else do you WANT the parents to do with a lashing out small child? medically sedate them?? restrain them??? spank (hit) them??? hello???

[absurdthirst]

hi, i need help finding a fic! it's a mando sex pollen fic where mando comes back to the razor crest and immediately makes the reader restrain him against the wall and makes her promise not to believe anything he says. he also tells her that there's like needles with sedatives that she can use. then his demeanour changes and tries to convince her to come closer and "he swears he wont try anything he's just so uncomfortable, he just wants her help gimme a blowjob pretty please". she comes closer because she wants to help but then remembers what sane mando asked earlier and steps away. scary mando loses his shit and tries to rip the cuffs off the wall (and like half succeeds) but reader manages to sedate him. she hooks him up to an iv to clear the sex pollen and sedative out of his system. when he wakes up he's in his right mind again. reader is a bit apprehensive and mando says he understands and that they can wait a while to release him. that convinces reader that he's good and then she gives him a blowjob yay!

(literally sorry for this long ass description)

You’re talking about Unfettered by @the-scandalorian !!!

She also has an alternate version called Unrestrained

So good, personal favs!!!

[lunarw0rks]

Nurse y/n: i need to see ur arm so i can start that iv and giv u that vancomycin

Ghost: no thank ill just sleep it off

Nurse y/n: EXCUSE ME?! YOU HAVE MENINGITIS

Its all fun and games for ghost until he pisses y/n off to the point he gets re-assigned to the 5ft2 Filipino charge nurse who doest take shit from NOBODY

Charge rn: okay Riley i need to see ur arm and get this vanco drip done

Ghost: N.O.

Charge rn: N.O.? Thats not going to happen. you have 2 choices. Comply or become intubated,sedated,and restrained. So what ls gonna be.

Ghost: *low key terrified. Slowly putting his arms out*

and just then, the king felt true fear for the first time.

nah but ghost being a fussy patient because he always refuses help. and the nurses/doctors are so fucking over it. all they have to do is threaten sedation and he complies...

he could literally be on death's door and be like " 'm fine. "

[archivezdoll]

silver lining; gn!reader x peter maximoff

warnings - fluff fluff fluff, clunky writing, brief use of y/n, repost

your fingers brushed through peters hair, periodically separating his silver locks: interlocking the strands over one another, you take a moment to admire him.

his pretty brown eyes, so full of mischief, always make you feel special. even now, as he looked up at you, the back of his head protruding against your stomach, his plush lip jutted out in a pout, he still managed to make you feel like you were the only person in the world.

"cmonnn' y/n.." he droned out, whining like a child who'd been put in time out

"shhh, peter, I'm just braiding your hair. plus, you were the one who asked me for a braid, no?" you remarked, giggling out that coquettish laugh he absolutely adored.

the sound alone was always enough to shut him up, and this time was no different. he let out a huff, only to relent, pushing himself further into your touch.

truthfully, he really loved these moments with you much more then he let on. he loved the way your fingers curled through the frostbitten strands of his hair, his heart always pounding in response to the painstaking tenderness that always seemed to settle into your eyes.

despite how badly he wanted to just bask in the moment with you, it's just so hard for him to sedate that burning need to move, to do something. the ache that settled in his chest, quite literally vibrating him from the inside out never failed to test his poise. you usually manage to chill him out. somehow. even when he feels like he's two seconds away from combusting, you always slow the world around him, allowing him to ground himself to all the things he so desperately tries to run from.

now, felling slight less antsy, peter watched as you continued your work, admiring the way your lips parted. you look so outrageously good when you're focused.

tying the hairs you'd managed to weave together; much to peters delight, you pulled back with a satisfied smile. "I've never been able to perfect a braid before!" you cheered, hands clamping down on his broad shoulders.

he hunched forward from the sudden force of your excitement. a throaty laugh spilled from his pretty lips, your gaze shamelessly softening. how does he always manage to reduce you to a mushy mess? a true phenomenon, one Charles would surely know; he's definitely poked his metaphorical sticky fingers into your brain once or twice.

"oh, so I'm just your guinea pig? I see how it is" Peter babbled out, his faux offense bringing you out of your enamored haze, only bidding you to roll your eyes at him.

"hey dork? shut up and let me work my magic." you scolded the poor boy, successfully pulling another huff out of him once you tugged his head back by his forehead. now holding him in place, allowing you to weave your way through his hair once more, you were back at square one.

well.. technically square two, but it felt like square one to peter.

the process of separating his hair into chunks of three was nothing but melodic for you, watching as his silver tuffs fell between the webs of your fingers.

it was a homey feeling for Peter too, in the beginning.. but like always, he ultimately started to get antsy. again.

you watched as his leg bounced in steady repetitive motions, his body visibly vibrating. you silently took notice the way he had to physically restrain himself from whining like a damn dog, unable to stifle the laugh that bubbled out of your throat.

"m' almost done Peter." you assured him, pressing a lingering kiss to the braided side of his head.

letting out a soft breath, he melted into the warmth of your touch; your soft voice reigning him in again. he would drown in your voice if he could, truly. "m'kay."

it felt like an eternity, but for your sake peter didn't complain. not once. in fact, he almost managed to stay completely still. almost.

your gaze never faltered from his face, surprised by the abnormal amount of silence. you were beginning to grow concerned, but that tight feeling in your chest was short lived.

finally threading the last of his hair, tying it up in a pretty braid, Peter wasted absolutely no time. in an invisible flash, too quick for your eyes to register, he was resting on top of you. his body pinning yours to the bed, he pressed his lips to yours, pulling you in for a quick kiss. "love you" he giggled out, pushing his head into the crook of your neck.

you would've been surprised if he was anybody but Peter, but you'd learned to adore his erratic behavior. "love you too Peter"

[devotedtosadpoetry]

Character Analysis: How Dr. Bishop Views Leonardo

Essay contains spoilers up to chapter 23 of Down with the Stockholm. 

Dr. Bishop is one of my favorite villains I’ve ever written. Her manipulation tactics and thought processes make her a massive threat not just to enemies, but allies and friends too. All that she does is with purpose, there is not a single move she makes that was not thought about. Her intellect for situations and behaviors matches Donatello’s level of knowledge for technology, and I am not saying this lightly. She will always take control of every conversation, every situation, she will spot and abuse your weaknesses within moments. In order to understand how she views Leonardo, we have to understand how Bishop’s mind works, and how she views others as well.

What does Dr. Bishop want?

Honestly, what doesn’t she want? If she could, she would have everything. To her, having everything means being the one in charge of it all: Dr. Bishop wants nothing more than power. She doesn’t even fist-fight her way to the top. We can see in Chapter 4 “Bad Side” that Leonardo easily punches her and is able to get away, and it isn’t Dr. Bishop running for him, it’s security. Yokai and mutants are all naturally stronger than humans, the EPF and Dr. Bishop have done thorough studies to know to remove this upper hand they have by restraining them. 

To ensure she will always be the one on top, she does extensive research on every subject she receives. She will always know far more about Leonardo than he (or the reader) will ever know. In Chapter 1 “Pest?” She obviously enters the scene having power over Leonardo by researching all that she can find about him, and then also keeping him restrained and sedated. She first says to him “Wow, you are something special, aren’t you?” She’s giving him praise in her own doctor-way—she is testing the waters with him, then takes it a step further by asking for his name despite already knowing it. She wants to see if he will even tell her his name. And he does, and she freely calls him that. At the end of the chapter she comforts him after the torture, saying, “Everyone deserves comfort, Leonardo. I can tell you’ve been through a lot—you especially deserve it.” 

She saw him sacrifice himself. She read the signs of low self-esteem with the other video feeds she had available. She caught onto this immediately, and used it to her advantage. 

Because no one does as much research as Dr. Bishop does on her subjects, she believes she is far more superior than any doctor in the EPF. Dr. Goswell in chapter 14 “Pressure” describes Dr. Bishop’s reports as “Complete and utter masterpieces.” Even her writing is well put together.

It’s unsurprising why she views her boss, Mr. Sorenson, as an idiot.

He is technically the man in power, but Dr. Bishop has not viewed him this way, not even once. Just because he’s the one in the chair does not mean he has free will—her strings are wrapped around him. She convinced Mr. Sorenson to let her study Leonardo, and even after she gets what she wants she manipulates him still. In Chapter 23 “House Party” Agent Bishop asks Dr. Bishop how she managed to convince Mr. Sorenson on letting them take Leonardo home with them, to which she responds, “Didn’t have to. I have that man wrapped around my finger. He could might as well be another B583.” Proof of Mr. Sorenson’s idiocy can be found in chapter 12 “Be Good!” He not only forgot Leonardo’s name (boy literally saved all of NYC) but also had to pull up video feed of Leo to realize he had mystic powers. If we were in Dr. Bishop’s perspective during chapter 12, we would get a very different story than what Leo noticed in the scene. Her dialogue is compliant and polite with her boss. In her head she is belittling the man. She smiles while answering his questions that clearly show he has not done his research and proves he’s never been close to any yokai or mutant. But she doesn’t need his chair to know that she is the one in power. She is the one in control. 

How does Dr. Bishop view Agent John Bishop?

Now this is an interesting question. As her husband, you would think she may look at him as an equal. Well, John Bishop is nowhere close to her intellectual level, his strengths lie on the physical side, and Dr. Bishop prefers that. She does not want a partner at her or above her level of knowledge. She doesn’t want someone to help her improve, she forever wants to be the smartest person in the room, and having a husband that acknowledges that makes her very happy. They’re actually perfect for each other due to Dr. Bishop’s yearning to be the big boss, and John Bishop’s secret kink of being belittled by said big boss. Again, it’s all about control, and as long as she has her husband under control, she will happily stay in that marriage. 

How does Dr. Bishop view Leonardo?

NOW we can answer this question. Mutants and yokai are other beings—aliens meant to be studied by her. But because the Hamato’s saved the city and are viewed as heroes, this disturbs her. These creatures shouldn’t be heroes or seen as ‘above.’ They should either be tested on, enslaved, or used to her advantage such as Jasfira, a personal weapon she can use on test subjects. With Jasfira, she remains polite towards simply due to the yokai’s obedience and obvious loyalties to the EPF, so there is no reason for her to belittle or torture her. Dr. Bishop is never needlessly cruel—if a yokai or mutant is already under her control, there’s no need to further the cruelty. We see this in Chapter 22 after Leonardo is possessed by his ancestors and Agent Bishop and Mr. Sorenson feel he is out of control—Dr. Bishop recognizes his switches in behavior and insists “TT isn’t necessary.” She could’ve easily tossed him back into Technodrome Therapy if she wanted, but it was not needed to further his development.

We see that later as Leonardo is 100% feral, she treats him kindly, treating him like a dog, a pet, a creature easily under control, and does not punish him. The only punishment she has ever given him was placing him on the electric table after attempting to escape. Even Leonardo noticed this: “He already knew this would not be for research. This was just torture.” And it proved efficient as he pleaded that he’ll do anything. Not even Technodrome Therapy was a punishment, she had been planning to test his body’s response to it beforehand (TT is also used to get a highly accurate X-Ray, body scan, DNA, etc, of the mutant’s body to see exactly what they are made of in every portion of their body. That’s why the tentacles went EVERYWHERE. Yeah I probably should’ve wrote this in the chapter but oh well). 

All surgeries and environments were to further Leo’s development and send him deeper into a feral mindset, or to ensure his parental view of Dr. Bishop. 

Before ever meeting him, she had seen him and his brothers as nuisances disturbing NYC. After researching him, planning surgeries for his arrival, and first meeting him, she has more interest as she sees him up close. He is not an ordinary mutant after all—he was created with purpose; to be a weapon. And she wants that for herself. So, she guarantees that she is the only one allowed to touch him at first, giving him comfort between pain so he is relying on her. She makes him feel like he NEEDS her, that he can’t live without her. She wants to use him all for herself, and while giving him affection—she does occasionally view him as a pet. She is proud of the result of her surgeries, she wants to walk him outside like a dog if it meant everyone could see what she made out of him. The difference is that while you would die for your pet, she sees pets as little pieces of decor on a shelf. Easily breakable, nice to look at, nice to hold and use sometimes, but if it breaks, she will not be heartbroken. She’ll be annoyed, yes, maybe even frustrated, but she can always replace it. 

Dr. Bishop keeps in mind that if Leonardo does indeed “break and must be thrown away” he does have three brothers. That’s three more tries to get it right, and as much as she despises failure, if it means she’ll have a powerful weapon under her foot, she’ll do what it takes to make it happen. But she also would never give up Leonardo easily. She worked especially hard on him, after all. It would be a waste for all of that work to be tossed aside…

This essay is all to say that she is a selfish bitch that everyone hates, but she is one of those villains that I love to hate. She is sickening, calculated, and far smarter than I ever will be. But oh she is so so fun to write, and every time someone comments about how much they hate her, I smile. It means I’m doing my job right, and I’m honored so many have read this far to see what will happen. Thank you for 500 kudos. 

[jays-cloud-zero]

Dazai Character Analysis

Okay so, this is basically a Dazai character analysis for before his mafia days so buckle up. These observations are from what I’ve noted in readings of official Light Novel translations, No Longer Human, Beast, and the base manga obviously, but head canons may worm their way in despite my trying to exclude them.

Alright, so I think that logically this should proceed from a chronological standpoint, so I’ll discuss the time before Dazai and Chuuya: Age 15 first, which, while isn’t explicitly stated, allows a lot to be learnt about his character. Let’s start with the fact that in Fifteen it is said Dazai is not an orphan, shall we? He has been established as a suicidal character from before his first canon appearance aged around 13-14, therefore an event before he joined the mafia is primarily the cause of this mindset. This doesn’t really highlight a brilliant childhood, although knowing he was indeed homeless for a time prior to meeting Mori does create another potential reason for this behavior and philosophy. However, this knowledge of the fact he was homeless also just goes to show that while he did have a family Dazai would rather live on the streets than with them. I’m assuming that Dazai did have a living family due to the whole “he certainly isn’t an illegitimate child, or an orphan he picked up” thing in 15 when discussing his place in the mafia. Therefore his time on the streets doesn’t really set the scene for a loving family, does it? Thus, Dazai’s household must have been a place he either felt overlooked or trapped. An example that sticks out to me from No Longer Human is when Yozo feels he must pretend to be something that his family desires rather than what he himself wishes to be. In writing the gift he feels his father wants him to get, or acting rather silly for the women, he is essentially crushing his own personality and needs and stuffing them away. So Dazai obviously comes from a background that gave him trauma, most likely from his family. However, this most definitely isn’t the only trauma to come out from his time homeless. Particularly, his hatred of dogs which, in the light of the manga and wan, tends to be portrayed quite comedically. But considering his experiences within the slums it can be assumed that the literal stray dogs may be to blame for this. Packs are often known to become rabid or attack others for a chance to be fed, therefore its probable that Dazai encountered such packs and someone he was with or perhaps even himself were attacked while trying to feed themselves in less than humane conditions. Akutagawa also has this dislike of dogs, which correlates with this theory, as he is also from the Suribachi Slums (it also gives an interesting take on the title Bungo Stray Dogs, but that isn’t relevant here). Speaking of the slums, Dazai was invited into the Sheep, but declined which is quite interesting as the knowledge of ‘strength in numbers’ is known practically internationally. This may be linked to his biological family because as a boy trapped you probably wouldn’t want to chain yourself to another group of theoretically ‘helpless’ people.

Mori and Dazai as a duo are also quite fascinating, the mystery of how Mori picked up Dazai (ha-ha see what I did there?) leaves a lot up in the air, however what we do know is that an extremely young Dazai attempted suicide. Realistically it can be assumed that when the good doctor found him, he’d passed out and therefore was unaware of being moved to Mori’s clinic and so, when he woke up in an unfamiliar place, with a complete stranger and a traumatic background, Dazai probably started to freak the hell out. This helps to explain that panel from 15, where Dazai is strapped to the table with a mask on. No, it wasn’t some evil psycho experiment, it was just an aggressive child posing a threat to both himself and others therefore Mori sedated and restrained him which so happens to be a relatively common practice! I also feel that the ‘kinship’ Mori expresses in 15 may also have a part to play in why Dazai was taken into the mafia. The doctor most definitely has some form of trauma because no one just sees humans as pawns… but anyway, in seeing a child he could connect to he helped cultivate Dazai’s silly little genius brain and conditioned him a little in the process. Mori’s teaching method would have likely reflected how he himself was taught, and I feel like it would focus on the rules of the mafia (success = life type deal) since Mori was starting to plot to take over the underworld of Yokohama. I don’t think that Mori would have hurt Dazai directly, he does save lives for a living and hurting a suicidal child probably wouldn’t accomplish much, however he may have exploited a pet Dazai may have been attached to, I lean more towards a cat due to the nature of Catsume’s (Cat Natsume) interactions with Dazai and the fact he hates dogs. This whole idea of suffering at the hands of losing the war comes from Mori saying to Chuuya, “I am the pinnacle of this organization as well as its slave” in 15, it also reflects the fact that Dazai seemed to rise to the top of the mafia as Mori’s prodigy; he was being groomed to be a good leader if anything were to happen to Mori. It would also explain so much about Akutagawa’s ‘training’, as essentially, from the few snippets we’ve seen, Akutagawa was taught to be helpful to the mafia or die. Furthermore, it can be assumed that Mori and Dazai knew each other for at least a little while before the previous boss’ assassination both because of the familiarity Dazai had with the boss during their fight and the fact that no one just kidnaps a kid for a day to kill someone. Mori would have to at least trust Dazai wouldn’t spill the beans for a free tootsie roll, which requires trust to some extent. Mori teaching Dazai on the other hand comes from the fact that Dazai obviously didn’t go to school, he joined the mafia at 15 and was an executive by a maximum of 18, and despite people without educations still having intelligence in their own right, the level Dazai displays and the way he is always five steps ahead of everyone in the current manga timeline leads me to strongly believe he was given education through a more private and focused approach in planning, problem-solving and the like.  And that about brings me to the end of things I can think of to say about Dazai before canon, not sure if I’ll keep going past this point but we’ll see…

[alwaysshallow]

A nursing specialty i would giv ti the 141 squad:

Soap: pediatrics!!!! This man is funny lol and cracks so much jokes with the kids. Literally will break dance when the child told him they wont take the meds until he does a tiktok dance

Gaz: labor and delivery. He doesnt do the tea, the tea comes to him. Patients love him, husbands hate him😂

Ghost: ICU. This man has the ability to care for the most critically ill patients but he needs them intubated sedated and restrained. Dont try to argue with him pls💀 if he tells you you are NPO you better not bother him for water/food. If not ICU i can see him “retire” into a PACU nurse.

Price: ED charge nurse. Can work under pressure but please get him out of there. Hes balding under his scrub cap🥲. Another nurse that would “retire” to the PACU unit.

-💸

oh facts!!

i had two.... hcs?? prompts? i don't know how to call it, but i mentioned price being a trauma surgeon; this reminded me of it ksjhfnj

no but like?? everything fits. and my HEART cherish at the thought that soap could make kids feel better and like...... parents would love him. bet.

[cassstudies]

16th September 2024

I have started using this habit building app and also resumed using the mood app.

Health

Started using a bottle to account for the liters of water that goes in me.

Moisturized before sleeping.

Ate two fruits.

AWS Certification

Started a Solutions Architect card clash game, tried solving a paper, stated watching dumps, notes. Studied for 2 hours.

Reading & Writing (The Idiot)

Read half chapter of The Idiot

Tech News & Articles

Read - https://pluralistic.net/2023/11/25/moral-injury/

It discusses "enshittification" and how it’s making big tech worse. Cory Doctorow explains how tech employees used to take a stand against the decline of their companies or products, but now they desperately need a union. He describes two classes of tech workers: "green" and "blue." The green workers are supposedly privileged, but this is control and sedation disguised as comfort and care. Meanwhile, blue workers are so fearful of poverty that they’ll never take a stand. Doctorow also mentions how Steve Jobs cultivated an environment where people believed they were working toward something bigger than themselves—a phenomenon librarians call "vocational awe" (the feeling that you’re working for the greater good). He connects this to the Sam Altman vs. OpenAI board drama I have noticed that many of Altman’s employees were willing to leave with him. Is that vocational awe? I’m not sure. He also delves into Google's decision-making and how the company ruined itself as its internal culture eroded.

Words/Phrases I learned today -

Amok - to be out of control or act in a dangerous manner

The Peter Principle - an employee continues to receive promotions to work in higher ranks up to that point where he reaches a level of incompetence.

Precipitate - to make something happen sooner than expected

Vocational awe - the tendency of library professionals to view themselves as "servants to the greater good" 

Contention - Dispute in an argument

Silos - a trench, pit, or especially a tall cylinder (as of wood or concrete) usually sealed to exclude air and used for making and storing silage.

Impertinent -  not restrained within due or proper bounds especially of propriety or good taste.

[reveseke]

NOMU ! Katsuki Bakugo headcanons — ORIGIN

It' s not that detailed bc hard lol so any whump-related things , character death and torture have been only mentioned they are not descriptive . Also this au does not exactly follow through the original plot of the anime . It' s an alternative plot for it to fit and does not end up with the animes ending bc neo has yet to finish it lol .

Not proof read ! Bear with ne that there might be grammar errors , ne is not a native speaker ;) .

Characters — [ Katsuki Bakugo | Raid team mention | LOV. Mention | Dr. Kuydai mention | AFO mention ]

Genre — [ Hurt / no comfort ]

CW — [ Whump | muzzle mention | Defiant whumpee type | human to nonhuman ( by being nomued ) | Temporal character death | ressuraction mention | lab whump | Alternative AFO way | Alternative plot | Amnesia | fighting | inhumane testing mention | death mention | passing out ]

DNI - Fudanashis/fujodashis, women & fem-aligned, profic/proship, anti - LGBTQ+ folk & exclusionists, anti-antis, Necro- Zoo- Pedophiles + (NO)Maps(and other terms), basic DNI criteria, kink/nude/nsfw/sh/vent/pro-ana/ed/18+ blogs

So when Kat got kidnapped the heroes or the students couldn't rescue him. Instead he was accidentally killed during the raid because of trying to fight the villains and getting in front of a attacking hero. He bled out pretty much during the Kamino incident and when the LOV. Ended where they ended he was beyond recovering state.

Due to the potential and powerful quirk that Katsuki possesses as a villain and an asset he was instead brought to the lab. Now since AFO has been defeated, i think there could be a more artificial version of doing what he could. Like thinking more sci-fi type shit with a way of securing stolen quirks into something and then being able to give them as if they fuse into the body, bloodstream, DNA and mind.

But it's a lot more painful since it takes a lot of time and the character would need to be alive for it bc research. Also bc they want to make sure that he actually lives, even if it's barely so to see how it changes him.

Personally don't really like the do them like Kurogiri was done type of nomu when it comes to Nomu AUs lol so doing something different.

I think they could have someone with a revival quirk revive katsuki to a state he'd be alive enough to take care for a few weeks. So he just doesn't recollapse and die during the 'operation ' of exposing new quirks to his weak body. ( They still keep him weak and with quirk dampening collar bc they don't want him to try an escape any way possible lol. )

During the meek recovery time they give him which he is in agony and barely councious. The doctor, Kyudai, decides upon what he wishes to experiment with. Instead of going straight with how Kurogiri was made he ends up trying something more animalistic and shapeshifty, feral type ( iykyk ) even.

Having picked out the quirks from the storage of quirks he has to work with. It's been about three weeks and Kats still in pain but doing so much better than before at least. They've been starting the preparation of the operation already and he has no idea what's exactly going on.

So the only minus would be that he's stuck in a hospital bed, like literally restrained against it bc every now and then when staff came to check on him he would unapologetically trash around and try to attack them so they had to sedate him and made him rather delirious. They even muzzled him as well bc the man is loud and i mean L O U D even if heavily sedated.

He's most likely going to fight them every change and energy surge he gets even if sedated, he's stubborn and knows what's going on is very wrong even if he has no clue what's going on. So defiant smh giving the staff such a hard time /j .

Let's say bc of his fighting the staff he almost made his way to the skies again. His state was corrected tho, so the operation they had prepared him to undergo was successfull.

He was then caged up and locked away for four months before anything really happened. They monitored his state which was format for full two months. He kinda just fell into a coma for a sec.

But forcing him out if it with electric shocks as a experiment was successful. He awoke in pain and the first thing they got out of him was a blood curling scream of agony. His whole body welt like it was on fire and it went on for the rest of two months

His skin went from it's original colour to ashy black and had a weird soft leathery texture to it. His form changed to resemble a four legged snake, like an oriental dragon but not quite like it, with a black mane of dark cherry black hair with blond tips. ( Probs gonna end up drawing something resembling him lol )

His eyes went towards a orangish cherry tint and seemed rather flowy whispy-like like Kurogiris but more whispy.

His size if standing on his hind legs without tail would most likely be around 8'3-8'6 and with tail depending on the without tail measurements around 8'9-9'3 . Why I'm doing it this way ? Most likely because i wanna know how much he grows from first to 'final ' form. Aka when he grew first after the procedure and what he ended up being after settling in the new body. Y'know what I mean, right ?

After waking up it's more than evident that he has little to no idea who he had been before. Just waking up with amnesia and rolling with the pain and everything that most likely ended up with him being overstimulated and throwing a tantrum with bodies flying lol.

The quirks decided upon him were dragon , Shrink shift, Combust and his own original explosion quirk.

The Dragon obviously giving him dragonic form , shrink shift is about ones personal size shrinking and combust alight his mane and blood into a deep cherry red fire but not exactly to a explosive extention. And ofc his own explosions are just that explosions through his sweat ( although his quirk won't work properly bc he doesn't sweat anymore, but an alternative to that will be spoken later )

Testing is a pain in the ass and nursing everything together for him to be healed properly for it was even more. Live testing in which it was recorded for research with scientists + doctors present and having him test his abilities and new body finding and hitting the hard limits multiple times in a row.

It was basically torture for Kat. Since he had no recovery time in-between the testing and when got the time he was slow at it.

What they discovered was that from the dragon quirk the healing factory would only activate when he was on fire , but he had no resistance to his own fire which would end up hurting him more.

Just because the combust quirk worked it was risky to use, so with another add on he got a quirk that enchanted his recovery time and healing factory work giving him some but not much resistance towards the fire that the combustion quirk gave him.

Most of the quirks either malfunctioned together or gave him little to no resistance to the drawback of another quirk. Or it just ended up being really problematic quirk combo that was not suitable to be combined.

It was a shit show of upgrade and downgrade how the quirks worked and slowly Kat was becoming the most disasterous nomu they had ever created. He never lost his temper and was wildly unpredictable, they came to a conclusion of not being able to control him.

They assigned alot of people that worked under them to sedate him which with the healing factory increasing quirk did little to nothing because it fought the sedation very clearly. Many ended up dead trying to get him into a collar that would damped the quirks for a little while before they had him under control.

Although it was nothing to be surprised when he managed to escape his containment cell during the weekly remove-the-old-collar-and-put-a-new-one-on because he was fed up being in one or two places and he proceeded to wreck havoc in the laboratory where he was kept. He unleashed the pent up anger that ended up in a bloodlust and death of many workers.

After breaking out he finds himself in a forest, just besides an abandoned building site. The laboratory he was in being underground for more of safety reasons.

He discovers the other 'normal' nomus incubating in the abandoned building like it was seen during the start of Kamino incident. But at this point still in pain and pretty panicked he doesn't mind them bc they are dormant and just let's them be. Instead Kat finds himself roaming the site and puckering into buildings destroying them most likely.

A little delirious, fatigued and in pain he wanders off, trying to fly as much as he can which is not that much bc of fatigue. He does know how to do it, but he's still fatigued because of the testing.

He ends up collapsing somewhere in a shaded area with people that might have heard him. Most likely villains and vigilantes if the ring the abandoned site is is shady in the first place. They don't really do anything just kinda looks and if one of them is with the LOV. They might report about Kat being out. Literally.

[life-with-my-three]

A few weeks back we went to change Harriet’s feeding tube button. It’s a six monthly task, and simple enough. You deflate the balloon holding it in, take it out, put the new one in, and inflate the balloon.

In true Harriet style she threw in some big curveballs for the “simple” task. We got the old one out, but could not get the new one to go in through her abdomen. With the stoma (artificial opening) it starts closing really quickly if you can’t get it in. Quick dash to local emergency who put a temporary stent in to allow us to drive to Melbourne. Kids hospital were able to get a new tube in but it was a different type and not really ideal for an active 3yo. It took laughing gas and 4 adults holding her down screaming though.

Emails sent come the working week, as of course this happened on a weekend. Her gastro department, made an appointment for last Wednesday to change back to her normal tube. We weren’t told if they wanted her fasted, so we played it safe and fasted her. Left home at 6am to get to her 9am appt on time. When we were 45 minutes over her appointment time we asked at reception if she was able to eat as she kept saying she was hungry. They went and “checked” said she was fine to eat. She had literally 3 bites before we were taken through. Doctor saw her with food and said they would have to cancel the change as she had to have fasted. Glad we drove 2.5hours for that. They managed to fit her in for the afternoon, but it meant being fasted and she had, had 3 bites of food since the night before.

The procedure was 5 adults restraining Hatt. Her screaming and hyperventilating and trying to get the laughing gas off. I feel like the worst mum having to do this. I’m traumatised buy watching her experience this. She’s 3. It must be so much worse for her.

They got the tube in though. She could eat. We drove home. All was good.

Thursday was our “rest day”. We had more appts at the kids hospital scheduled for Friday. I went to the bathroom at 8am Thursday and heard Aaron yell out. The balloon that held the tube in had burst and tube came out. Lucy had immunisation and health nurse at home. So Aaron stayed home with her, I put Hatt in the car and we drove straight to the kids hospital.

They put laughing gas on her and another procedure of multiple adults holding her down whilst she screamed. This time they could not get the tube in. They tried for 30minutes. They maxed out on all the sedation they could give her in a ward environment for the procedure. She therefore had to go into theatre.

What was supposed to be a 5-10 minute procedure in theatre wasn’t. Half an hour in I got a call from the surgeon telling me it was much, much more complicated than thought. They were wanting my consent to do scopes and a few other things. What was said to be a short procedure and then home, made the surgeons book a ward bed. Harriet was in theatre for 2 hours. They managed to get a much smaller sized tube in, but it’s still in. She is also going to need another surgery in the coming months to resite her whole PEG site.

Hatt won’t let anywhere near her stomach. Which is fair. It was traumatising. So very traumatising. It’s making self care tasks like dressing, toileting, PEG needs so fucking hard though.

I feel like the worst mum ever. The first words she said to me after this whole saga though were “I love you so much mummy” as she threw her arms around me. She has said that same sentence so, so many times spontaneously over the weekend also. Trying to remember them.

[eldrai]

✒️4 from angst with hotch and morgan

(sorry that's so similar to your example lol)

Hi, thanks for asking! And don't worry about the example lol I literally just chose a random number. You said angst, so here you go - definitely angst :P

I can't remember who came up with the theory(?) that one of the injured agents from the bombing pre-canon was Hotch but credit to them for it!

They had airlifted him from Boston to D.C. and the doctor who had declared him fit for it was either woefully incompetent or greatly underestimated the impact it would have on Hotch. Because when Gideon had called him shortly after they’d lifted off with Hotch, it had been to warn him about the intubation and sedation – not so much for Hotch’s condition as much as preparing Derek to see him like that. He still wasn’t sure what to feel about that. What Gideon thought he needed to be protected from.

(He'd been on the goddamn phone call when the bomb went off. Doing his job, except not really, not when he was down in the Quantico lab and they were out in the field. Heard the blast and the building ripping apart. The wheezing, hitching breaths—Hotch—until the connection cut off.)

It hadn’t mattered.

That fragile stability that had him qualified for flight had deteriorated. That was what Derek had caught from someone—deteriorating—and it wasn’t a word he liked. And it was one hell of an understatement.

They brought Hotch in a hurry.

His heartbeat traced across the monitor in unsteady blips, faltering every time at the tentative point when they all thought the uncertainness had come to an end. A sound caught in his throat at the blue tinge of his fingernails and Derek barely restrained himself from reaching out – for what? Hotch didn’t like touch. But his hands just looked so cold, like that, bony and bruised from failed IVs.

“Hotch,” Derek called. Sedation and intubation didn’t mean deafness and neither did unconsciousness, depending on how far down he was. He’d rather call out to the man completely oblivious to it than leave him awake and aware and alone.

Hotch stirred. The hiss of the ventilator just barely masked the rasp in his chest. An alert pinged on one of their monitors as the saturation monitor clinging on to his finger dipped below ninety.

“C’mon, man,” Derek said. “You’re through the hard part, you’re home. You’ve just gotta stay with us.”

The gaps between beats stretched further and further. Derek could feel his own pulse in his throat. He glanced at the myriad staff around the bed – strangers, for all their best intentions, complete and utter strangers – and went with his instinct. Fortunately the hand he took had neither the sat monitor or a current IV and Derek held it in both of his. He was right. Hotch ran cold and the damn helicopter hadn’t helped.

He did not look up at the monitors even as they began to chime more warnings; he didn’t want to see what they were for. Derek knew Hotch was in trouble, read it in that furrow between his brows even struggling for the merest glimpse of consciousness, his pale skin grey in the harsh light. There had been shrapnel in his chest. There still was, in his leg.

It wasn’t supposed to be a problem. Hotch had gone from a true emergency to critical and from critical to stable enough for transport and that meant his heart wasn’t supposed to be misfiring like this. Bradycardia. Severe. Struggling to hold on to a maintainable rhythm and tiring fast.

In the way of their easy access to Hotch’s peripheral lines, Derek found himself weaving between equipment and people to wedge himself firmly near the head of the bed. He liked to think Hotch knew, irrational as it was, that he hadn’t just let go of his hand for no reason.

“If you die,” Derek said, found that he could hardly carry on speaking, “I’m gonna kill you. I mean it. I’ll have to dig you up, stupid suit and all, because you can’t – you can’t, Hotch.”

His eyelashes fluttered. Some reflex feeling a hair on his face, probably.

Derek brushed back Hotch’s hair from his forehead. He was cold and clammy. And if perhaps his hand stayed there for a little too long, his thumb brushing over the spot between his eyebrows, well. Everyone here had more important things to worry about. “I know,” he said, unaware what he was going to say until he was saying it. “I know it hurts but if anyone’s gonna hang on, it’s gonna be you.”

Tubing crossed his line of sight as different bags were hung and attached to Hotch’s IVs, writing too small to make out.

“It wasn’t a challenge when they said they weren’t sure you’d be okay to move,” Derek murmured. “You had to prove them wrong, huh?”

But of course Hotch had defied their expectations right from the start: that close to the bomb – he shouldn’t have lived long enough to reach the hospital, shouldn’t have been semi-conscious when the paramedics got to him, shouldn’t have gotten out of the OR alive. Yet here he was.

Derek found a nearby chair and dragged it over, settling in to wait. Hotch was going to pull through this, one way or another. He always did.

[lokigodofaces]

Y’all I had this dream where for some reason at the end of Loki Variant!Loki decided he had to save Main!Loki. It was because Loki was the only one that could save the main universe from something along the road, but it would get messy for some reason if Variant!Loki came to deal with it. So V!Loki decided to save M!Loki from dying at the hands of Thanos, but he had to do it in a way that would work seemlessly and not make too big of a time mess.

So V!Loki studied the events leading up to M!Loki’s death and was trying to figure out what to do when Mobius said that if M!Loki didn’t die it would cause all these problems because then Infinity War and Endgame wouldn’t play out right. Basically, things would go differently if Loki was there with Thor. So now V!Loki has to figure this out because he has to make sure IW and EG go about the same while saving M!Loki. 

So V!Loki decides to take M!Loki’s place. Sometime in between the destruction of Asgard and Thanos’ attack on the Statesman, V!Loki swaps M!Loki out for himself. Logically, I think a good place would be right before/after the scene where Thor and Loki see each other for the first time on the Statesman, and Loki shows that he is actually there and it isn’t an illusion. But that wasn’t included in my dream, that’s just me now thinking that would be a good time to make the switcheroo. 

So V!Loki kidnaps M!Loki and takes M!Loki’s place, and is killed by Thanos while keeping a stunning act up. No one thought he wasn’t the right Loki. Which is perfect. Obviously, V!Loki had to do something about M!Loki. Otherwise, M!Loki would go to Earth or wherever either during IW or after IW but before EG (depends travel time), which would change events. And V!Loki has a plan to keep M!Loki out of trouble until it is safe for him to come out. He has to take M!Loki off of the Statesman because otherwise M!Loki could die in the Power Stone incited explosion in IW. 

So V!Loki uses magic to knock out M!Loki who is not expecting to be attacked magically at all. Plus, V!Loki uses a type of magic that the Lokis are vulnerable to (I’m sorry, my dream did not explain magic lore lol) so M!Loki was basically screwed. V!Loki also put a spell on M!Loki that stopped him from using magic, just in case. So V!Loki is about to drag M!Loki off of the Statesman and to Chronyca. But then Hulk wanted to talk to Loki so V!Loki has to shove M!Loki into a space closet (that for some reason looked like the closet in Tangled? Just more futuristic and different colors.) Hulk was nice and said he didn’t want to smash Loki which was actually pretty sweet and V!Loki was thanking anyone that was listening because he’s from 2012 and had just barely been Hulk smashed. 

Hulk leaves, but M!Loki wakes up and is opening the closet door (I’m just realizing now that he was really now out for long). So V!Loki shapeshifts into some other form (he looked like an old man, kind of like Dick van Dyke in Night at the Museum) because it would be a little problematic if M!Loki knew he was being kidnapped by himself. M!Loki knew that he couldn’t use his magic, and he knew that he was kinda screwed, but he wasn’t going down without a fight. He tried to manipulate V!Loki into a position that would give M!Loki an advantage, but he didn’t realize he was literally trying to manipulate himself. Which didn’t work out so well for him. Anyway, after a little knife skirmish and failed attempt to get help, M!Loki is once again knocked out by V!Loki. 

V!Loki skedaddles out of there, unconscious M!Loki in tow. V!Loki does more magic every once in a while to keep M!Loki asleep because dude just burns through magic sedation apparently. So V!Loki is stuck looking like Dick van Dyke, just in case M!Loki wakes up and sees him. At this point M!Loki is restrained because you can’t just not restrain him if you are kidnapping him. He isn’t an idiot, he’s ready to fight his kidnapper, and even if he could just mess with a couple buttons he could sabotage the ship. Better safe than sorry. After a while, V!Loki gets tired of constantly magically sedating M!Loki. He’s tied up, can’t do magic, and V!Loki has the advantage because M!Loki doesn’t know it’s another version of himself that is kidnapping himself. So he’s not too worried about M!Loki being awake while tied up (and blindfolded? He might have been though I’m not sure anymore). So M!Loki tries to get information off of his kidnapper but V!Loki just says that he needs M!Loki’s help with something, which isn’t actually a lie, he does need help with, oh, you know, saving the universe. So M!Loki is freaking out because nothing has happened like this since Thanos. He knows that unless something big changes he isn’t going to be able to escape and if this guy needs his help, he could be willing to torture him for it. He’s already kidnapped him and disabled Loki’s magic, who knows what else will happen. M!Loki says something about Thor because M!Loki had already established that he was sticking around, and now he’s gone. So he’s hoping that Thor won’t just think M!Loki ran off or whatever and will actually be concerned and know there’s a problem, but he’s honestly not so sure about that. And then V!Loki says that won’t be a problem, meaning that he can just use time travel to go back to the second after he leaves, so it’ll be like he never left. M!Loki takes this to mean that something happened to the remaining Asgardians and is worried about that. So now he’s freaking out over what he thinks happened to Thor and what he thinks will happen to him.

And M!Loki is pretty good and concealing his emotions and makes it look like he’s just a little fidgety because he’s tied up, but V!Loki sees the signs because he too would do something similar in that situation. So he’s feeling bad because this alternate future version of himself is on the brink of a panic attack and he is 99% this has something to do with Thanos, one of the experiences the two Lokis share, so he knows what M!Loki must be feeling. But V!Loki knows this is necessary so he deals with it. 

So they get to Chronyca. Chronyca is home of the chronicons, a race that observes and studies other races but never interferes, unless it is to prevent an extinction level threat (we see them in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.). So the chronicons are pretty suspicious about this random Dick van Dyke dude that shows up. V!Loki leaves M!Loki tied up in the ship and goes to the chronicons and turns back into V!Loki and has some TVA device that shows them what will happen if M!Loki dies and explains his plan to the chronicons. Seeing as this is preventing an extinction level threat of many peoples, the chronicons agree to help. 

V!Loki shapeshifts back to Dick van Dyke lookalike and goes onto the ship where M!Loki is (I’m pretty sure M!Loki was blindfolded now, but V!Loki still is shapeshifted in front of him just in case) and tells M!Loki something along the lines of everything being alright, and that M!Loki doesn’t have to panic. Well, as you can imagine, M!Loki doesn’t take this well. How would you react if you were kidnapped and your kidnapper said that it would be okay and that you don’t need to panic? Thinking that he’s going to go through a Thanos-like experience again, he promises that he’ll fight back and won’t be compliant. V!Loki says that he respects that and that M!Loki better tell anyone else that kidnaps him in the future the same thing. V!Loki knows about Thanos and still isn’t sure how he’d react in a similar situation because it had just barely happened to him whereas M!Loki has had years to sorta recover. V!Loki knocks M!Loki out to get him off the ship, but figures that M!Loki will wake up one more time before the next stage of the plan is put into action. 

The chronicons put M!Loki inside a chamber they use to send chronicons to distant planets they observe, which can double as a cryofreeze chamber (like in AoS). V!Loki takes the spell off M!Loki that stops him from using his powers. The chronicons strap M!Loki inside the chamber, tying him down, and V!Loki then enchants the straps to stop M!Loki from using magic. V!Loki waits until M!Loki wakes up, startled by the change of setting, no longer blindfolded. M!Loki is full on panicking now because this is the same position he was in when Thanos first tortured him, and V!Loki knows this and feels so bad that he is putting another version of himself through a panic attack. V!Loki uses magic to calm M!Loki’s mind and gives his final farewells. Tells him good luck, apologizes for this mess, and tells him that everything will be alright, and that the chronicons will keep him safe. Then he closes the chamber and turns the cryofreeze on, and in a few seconds M!Loki is in a coma. 

The chronicons promise to keep M!Loki safe until it is safe for him to be awakened. They set a timer on the chamber for six or seven years, and when the timer runs out the chamber will turn off and M!Loki will be awakened. It is possible that M!Loki will be snapped away by Thanos, but as long as they keep the chamber in the same position it was in whenn M!Loki was snapped, he would return there in five years and everything would be fine. The plan was to drop M!Loki off somewhere away from Chronyca with resources (food, water, ship, fuel) to get somewhere else. There would be a few chronicons to make sure everything went well and that he gets out safely. And if M!Loki does spot them, they’d tell him that in order to prevent extinctions they would at times interfere, and that a time travelling friend told them of a threat only Loki could stop, but he couldn’t stop if he was killed by Thanos. So the time traveler took Loki’s place to save him from Thanos and save the universe. 

And then he has to learn about IW and EG and he feels bad that he couldn’t do more but it wasn’t his fault and he feels bad that someone died for him but it wasn’t like he was given a choice. So then he has to go find Thor because he doesn’t think anyone else could possibly believe him (even with a message from V!Loki in the van Dyke disguise explaining the plan) and that’s how Loki ends up in Love and Thunder.

Like, absolutely crazy plot going on here, and I doubt it would ever happen in the MCU, but it would be cool.

[whumpersdump]

Project Rebirth - CH1: The Speech

So, this is my first whump work (that I’m posting;). The word count’s close to 1400 words. Worth noting, English isn’t my first language.

This chapter is from the whumper’s POV.

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TW: Restraints (like, very restrained. In a straitjacket) / muzzle / Implied past and future pet whump (institutionalized, like there is a ministry for it.) / implied torture / dehumanization (not with pronouns though)  / I think technically this also fits as lab whump, but it’s still implied.

This is the intro to my series, and doesn’t contain nearly as much whump as the next parts will. The Whumper is literally going to explain what the plot is. He’s very excited about it. He’s prepared his Project Rebirth for years. He’s prepared for anything.

Whumper straightened his back as he looked out on his audience. He hovered his hand over the remote he’d use for this slides, and corrected the position of his speech cards. “We live in a world that is on the brink of change.”

He opened the first slide. He’d picked it all out with the most care he could give it. This one featured headlines from the past few years. ‘An Epidemic of Defiance. How Can We End It?’. ‘More Pet Returns Than Ever Before’. ‘Interest In Re-Training Skyrockets’.

‘Pet Escapes a Record Thirty Times’.

He gave his audience a moment to take the headlines in, before continuing his speech. The last one in particular. His soon to be masterpiece.

“Throughout the past centuries, thousands of specialists have committed themselves to the task of training the pets we cherish so much. There are ones for every type. Those that breed defiance, or rather submission. Quiet pets, or loud ones. All tastes can be accounted for today. However, not for all pets.”

He gestured to the last headline. “No matter how hard we’ve tried, again and again, some pets never seem to learn. What then?”

He held his hands up as if waiting for an answer to his rhetorical question. “We keep them as examples, to teach the ones that will learn to know their place. Or in the most extreme cases, we have even considered resort to well… extreme measures. I’m here to tell you, I have the solution.”

“Project Rebirth will put an end to to our struggles. My program can turn any pet in the pet that you deserve. It can make them the submissive and obedient friend you require. It can also create that fiery defiance that makes them seem almost human.”

He took a breath as some faces in the audience grew a frown. “Without the risk that compels us to train it out of them.”

The audience calmed, their faces filled with curious anticipation. Right where he needed them to be.

“Defiance,” he began. “It’s not the only flaw in our pets that drives us to return them to their trainer’s doorstep or worse— leave them on the streets. However it is the most common problem we face today. Whether it is violence to themselves or others, failure to comply, or accept their place in our world, if you’re here today you’ve seen it.”

He pointed at his so coveted headline again. “Even if you’re not the proud owner of a pet of your own, I don’t think there’s many of us that haven’t seen this headline re-appear over the past years. Different numbers, of course.” That got a giggle from a businessman in the front row.

“The pet in question has never actually qualified for placement. This pet is the one that made us consider those extreme measures. They’ve escaped every institution that made the mistake to consider them just another pet. Not even the most renowned specialists have managed to break them, our greatest heroes included.”

He looked down, and basked in the eager anticipation that hung in the room. “With Project Rebirth, I can tame even them.”

Right on cue, his assistant Toby entered the stage. Obedient as ever. Toby’s owner had volunteered him to test the last stage, but passed away. The pet was left in Whumper’s care. Not too bright—like all pets—but among the smartest nonetheless. He was one of the rare ones that truly understood his place. Which was why he was the only pet allowed near the Project without going through it.

Toby pushed forward a hand truck Whumper had specifically designed for today’s purpose. To restrain the most dangerously defiant pet in decades, while making sure the entire audience would catch a glimpse of what would soon be called a miracle.

Muffled curses came out from under the muzzle, their muscles twitched even within the stark white straitjacket and countless restraints that kept them in place. They were as heavily sedated as they could be without them losing their spark. The few master trainers in the audience would know this was a fraction of the inferno their anger and fear could cause, but to everyone else this was spectacle enough.

“Now I’m sure you’re all familiar with at least several of the many names their different trainers have given them, but under my care, for the following months, they will be known as Subject One. After all, they will be the first pet to complete the entire Rebirth program.

“Of course we shouldn’t forget the people that have selflessly volunteered the most intelligent pets of the nation to test the stages separately.” He didn’t want to say this, but his PR manager assured him it would backfire on him if he didn’t. “It is because of them I can finally introduce Project Rebirth’s trial phase to you all.”

He flashed on an as genuine smile as he could muster, and clicked over to the next slide. “With Project Rebirth, any pet can be reborn in anyway you wish them to be. Our entire program is tailored to the pet’s past, and our client’s needs. As will be the program for our dear Subject One.”

As he stared into the pet’s frantic eyes, a frown curled so deep it almost folded over their muzzle. In just a few months, even they would be a sea of calmness. As the ministry desired.

“The ministry of pet management has turned Subject One over to my care in the hope that I could achieve what no one else could.” A few faces turned to others, soft whispers spread through the room. Some sighed. In the back, someone even got up.

It didn’t matter. He would blow their minds. “What if I told you, that within the same time it took for this pet to escape those 30 times, I can turn them into the pet you all wish your pets strive to be?” That got their attention back.

“In the past month me and countless professionals that work under Project Rebirth have evaluated and tested each and every part of this pet.” He clicked to the next slide. It featured a number of diagrams detailing everything from personality traits to behavioral patterns.

“We quite literally mapped their defiance. Starting tonight, Project Rebirth will uncover the treasure buried under the large X that marks all of their placement forms.”

The following slide showed pictures of the test subjects placed in different stages of the program. Pre-Birth, Infancy, and the Toddler stage, as some of the staff had dubbed it. Though, on the official notes they just numbered them.

“Project Rebirth consists of 8 stages. The first you’re all familiar with.” He put on a smile again as a few people predicted what he’d say. “That dreaded evaluation that tells you where you went wrong.” A soft laugh went through the room.

“The second is more for us rather than the pet, but rest assured they won’t be forgotten. In our second stage we take what we’ve learned and map not only their behavior, but also the program in accordance with said behavior.”

He held his hands up. “Now, the third and onward… those are a bit of a trade secret. Rest assured, should you decide to put your money—” he blinked, to ease the not-so subtle request— “and once our first trial is completed, your pets in out care, you won’t be disappointed.” He nodded, marking the end of his speech.

“Now my scientists will happily answer as much of your questions as they can, after which those of you who decide to support my goal will be given a small sneak peak into our second stage. Which I assure you, is just the tip of the iceberg.”

Applause erupted from the audience, as Subject One trashed against their restraints. Whumper smiled. He gave them one last bow, and turned the presentation back the headlines.

If he succeeded, his program could become the standard worldwide. All he had to do, was get all those people to throw enough money at him to make it possible on such a scale.

He turned off his microphone and addressed the assistant that had patiently waited beside the subject for his orders. “Toby, write down your last observations on the subject’s responses. I want a presentable report within two hours. And tell the staff to begin storage preparations. Tier 3, please.”

[mewtonian-physics]

do you have a little bit more on the iatrophobic hc? this makes so much sense

yeah!!! i have a lot more actually. i feel like it was a thing since he was a kid (points to the doctor in the 'make it right' trailers, that guy scares me) and it stuck around even when he didn't remember why, he just knew that any time he had to see a doctor it made him feel extremely anxious and unsafe. this worsened after he started getting his memories back, but the point it turned from anxiety and general discomfort to full blown terror was of course the first day he met the 'doctors' who would spend the next few weeks (i think, i haven't quite settled on a time frame for that, but it was long) very, very slowly converting him into a cyborg in one of the most horrifying and torturous processes imaginable. with him awake for every second of it.

the first surgery he had after the fact (where dr. madnar saved him) he was still under the effect of the nanomachines they'd put in him and as such was incapable of feeling fear but after that it all came back in full force. during mgs4 he could deal with naomi because the closest she came to doing any sort of medical procedures on him was when he was literally dying and in too much pain to process anything. and even then it was anything but invasive. dr. madnar on the other hand. although he trusted the man to a certain degree on account of him having previously saved his life the poor guy was still terrified out of his mind. especially since he was still too weak to move or even say anything. it brought back horrible memories and he was absolutely having a panic attack throughout the whole thing. otacon and sunny stuck around though so it could have been worse, he knew they wouldn't let anything happen to him. after he got crushed by outer haven he wasn't capable of processing anything they did to stabilize him but then at the end of mgs4 after the last fight on shadow moses island he could process what was happening at least a little bit and like. the guy was getting dragged back from what he thought was the dead by strangers. again, if he hadn't been too weak to move things would have been ugly. as it was he just had to stay there and try to endure it. after that they wouldn't let him leave yet bc they wanted to keep him under observation and i'm not going to lie to you he mostly just dissociated the entire time except for when he had visitors.

then of course he had that fight with jetstream sam later and once again had to be stabilized and undergo heavy repairs + the transfer into the new cyborg body and oh boy did he have to be kept semi-sedated and restrained for that one. otherwise the distorted sense of his own personal timeline could have led to him attacking someone while under the impression that he was still a kid in liberia and not an adult in a perfectly reputable hospital. unfortunately he can't ever be kept fully sedated for surgeries because his body is literally being built around him, they have to be able to have his input. blink once if [x part] needs to be fastened more tightly, blink twice if it's fastened too tightly, things like that. so he has to be at least somewhat awake even though it's both extreme physical and psychological torture for him. one of the only things he's grateful for when it comes to being a cyborg is that compared to fully organic people he has to deal with medical stuff far less. because if it was anything other than something deadly serious he would avoid it... well, like the plague, i guess. avoid it like the plague. hard to dodge that joke.

he also just can't be in hospitals or doctor's offices or anything like that unless he has no other choice, which means that like, if john had to get a vaccine or something he wouldn't be able to be there because the environment itself would almost certainly send him into a panic attack. also he would be unable to deal with the idea of putting his son who he loves more than anything in the world in the hands of doctors because even if on a rational level he knows they're trustworthy on an emotional level he very, very much does not. so rose has to deal with that kind of thing. meanwhile raiden just remains trying not to spiral because what if something happens, what if it's some kind of trap, what if they hurt john, and he cannot relax until he sees john safe and sound. to rose it's so routine but to him it's one of the most terrifying things he has to deal with as a parent.

so yeah raiden is just flat out terrified of doctors and medical anything really. it's one of the worst phobias he has. but, i mean, really. can you blame him. with a life like that... yeah.

[bread0nhead]

I know your not the biggest fan of smut but would you please write a scenario with levi when his s/o has a sub drop? Please dont force yourself to write!

Sobering (18+)

Hi, anon!

I wouldn’t say I dislike smut, I just felt like i wasn’t good at it (still don’t think I am, but I am improving) That it always felt... rushed? I felt like all my smut fics sounded the same. Very one toned. Until I wrote maiden... I actually read a LOT of fantastic erotic scenes in famous books to kinda get a better understanding. So “maiden” actually lit a new love for smut. Porn has be literal research.

Outside of these four walls, you are equals. Both captains to strong powerful soldiers. An illustrious and powerful woman who would never let any man belittle you. Inside these four walls, you’re meek. Enslaved by your husbands ropes and quelled by his dominance. These four walls know your true desires, who you are when no one is looking, no one except Levi.

Your body currently suspended 3 feet off the ground, fettered by nylon rope. Your chest is in a takate kote bind, restraining your arms behind your back in a folded position. The rope restricts your breasts all around, making them swell larger. A tight hip harness design is where you hang from, while the additional rope Levi tied to your hair, pulling you head back. Your body swung there like a downwards crescent. The rope choked on your limbs, making any fat look more supple in between the strands of rope.

Levi loves to us the flogger he made of rope on you. The way the design of the rope would imprint on your skin in little red lightning bolts. The way you yelped as each strike of your flesh. The way you beg for more, or for mercy. He wanted you to be completely strung out in excitement before he touched you. The amount of physical and mental exhaustion put you in a whole new mindset. Of course it hurt, but being filled with so much pain, made the pleasure feel so much better. The feeling of Levi was like a cure for the pain- it made you need him on a level most other relationships would never experience. He loved watching you cry for his touch.

Levi’s hands caressed the inside of your thighs, he was sedated with each movement. He wanted to fill his mind with the feeling of your body. He held onto you while your legs quivered. He kissed down your other thigh with small pecks. Your ears turned red at the chiming sound of his buckles unhooking and the sound of thick fabric falling to the floor. You tried to pull against the restraints to look at him, but your confines were far too restricting.

Two fingers delved into your cunt, his touch was cold compared to the warmth inside you, it brought a small shiver up your spine. The erotic sounds of your wetness being played and short pants with filled the room. Levi scissored his fingers, prepping you for his size.

“Tell me when you’re ready.”

Your Levi’s fluttered closed at Levi’s words. You controlled your breathing and really listened to your body. You know you must have saved enough mental and physical reserves to be safe before the true intensity. Your body was sore, the skin stung, your mind was clouded. But- you could still go, you had too. You were at the point of chasing your high, you needed him.

“I’m ready, sir.”

“Good girl.”

Levi slowly dragged his fingers out from inside. His tongue lapped up your taste that soaked his digits. You heard a moan growl as he enjoyed your taste. Levi pressed tip tip against you, slowly pushing his way inside. Your much tighter when your body is under such intensity from the pain. You held your breath and your mouth hung open as he stretched you out. Once completed bottomed out, it’s like Levi finally awakens. No more slow caressing. No more simply watching- it was time for real action. His thrusting became violent with speed and force. He used the roped to snap your body into his. Every chemical in your brain was shooting off. Ever never in your body electrified. The erotic grunting Levi made is your favorite kind of music. And he was getting loud, primal. His hands grabbed at your hips with enough strength to bruise your skin. He rutted his cock into you with ferocity. He showed his dominance and power with each trust. You breast bounce in tune with each snap of his hips. Every aspect of your physical existence was out of control, your body was so wound up that the when you finally climaxed, it was like a dam bursting open. Floods of emotions, chemicals, pain, pleasure overpowered you, stripping you of a sense of reality. A sudden gush of warmth surged inside your cunt as Levi filled you with his cum. He stayed implanted inside of you until he was certain you have taken every single drop. You both were covered in sweat, your faces blissed out, cheeks flushed new shades. Levi had to calm him body before freeing you of the binds, ensuring that he was capable of keeping you safe. After the scene, Levi always turns into the softest, most caring and gentle partner. His touch becomes tender, and he’s extremely careful when untying you. He holds you body until your able to stand freely on your own again. He takes a blanket and wraps it around you before starting a pot of tea. The routine after is very important to Levi. He will always smother you in love, fill your ears with sweet nothingness, provide energy through food and drinks. Then after, he will cuddle you in bed until you fall asleep.

Just as Levi begins the habitual practice, frantic banging knocks on his door.

“Captai Levi! There’s been an accident! You need to come quickly!”

Levi quickly turns to you, guilt is evident in his eyes. There’s nothing either of you can do, he has to go. You give a nod of acceptance and Levi quickly gets dressed before rushing out the door.

You laid in the bed, still naked- far too spent to get dressed. The room was quiet. What once filled this room with the sounds of love has been reduced to complete silence. The kind of silence that poisons your with dark thoughts. The stillness was numbing. Dead air felt cold. Suddenly the high pitch screaming of the kettle awoken you. You stumbled to the stove, turning it off and moving the to a heat pad. You became detached as you stared at the ceramic kettle. You thought about how hot it must be, what would happen if you touched it. Your knees became too weak to handle your weight, dropping you to the floor. Tears danced down your cheeks for no apparent reason. Your fatigued mind and body made everything feel overwhelming. Like the smallest thing could easily break you. You couldn’t even get off the floor. Instead you wrapped yourself further into the blanket and stayed on the cold hard floor. You stayed like this for hours, unwilling to move or even try.

You became so numb you didn’t even notice the sound of Levi opening the door and walking in.

“Shit...Y/N. I am so sorry. Here, I brought you something.”

Levi kneeled down and handed you your favorite sweet treat as well as some pain relief medicine. Levi tucked the items inside your blanket and picked you up with the warm fabric still tightly cocooning you in. He carried you princess style to the bed, placing sweet kissed on your forehead. Levi held you the entire time. He made sure you ate, took a warm shower together, massaged your back and showered you with love. He knew the importance of after care on a emotional and physical level once the scene has finished. He felt guilty for having to leave you when you were most vulnerable. He wasn’t going to leave your side until you fully recovered. When you finally smiled and started laughing again, Levi squeezed you in a tight hug, tackling you to the bed while smothered you with kissed.

“You are so good to me. You’re strong, smart, sexy- I love everything about you, Y/N.”

A happy sub makes for a happy dom.

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