#mind control fighting

[gryfferin-gaybies]

My favorite trope will always, ALWAYS be mind control fighting. Like when Person A is being mind controlled by whatever source and is forced to try to hurt Person B. But Person B will do everything in their power not to hurt Person A.

Bonus points if they come out of it at the last second right before they kill Person B

[reinvent-and-believe]

[awesomecooperlove]

LIES, LIES, LIES ENDLESS LIES… TIME TO WAKE UP HUMANITY

👩🏼‍🔬🤥👨🏻‍🔬

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: trauma / mind control / separation anxiety / autophobia / ]

Something that kills me is that there’s no way in hell that Raph’s debilitating separation anxiety isn’t infinitely worse after the movie. The trauma of being Krangified like that, all alone, would probably regress him so hard.

Not to mention his worries of getting “weird” would likely get mixed up with his experience while Krangified - aka, he loses full awareness, and when he’s brought “back” it’s to the understanding that he attacked his own family (of course not to his own fault at all, but how much of that does he believe?)

The fear of being alone would take on another layer and become a fear of himself.

[izufeels]

⁝ KATSUKI BAKUGOU, SHOTO TODOROKI, IZUKU MIDORIYA !

description: after an encounter with a villain, you find yourself under their control

content warning: profanity; y/n stabs herself; brainwashed; not romantic; 1.1K words

The moon hangs low over Musutafu, casting shadows that dance in the stillness of the night. In the middle of an abandoned warehouse stands you, eyes glazed over with a crimson glaze.

Though you can’t control your movements, your thoughts are still your own. You know you’re under a quirk, but you can’t seem to voice that to the three men standing in front of you.

“Y/n,” you hear a voice bounce around the walls of your mind, chilling you down to the core. “Eliminate them. Show no mercy.”

Your eyes flash briefly with recognition as you look at them all individually. They’d tracked you to this desolate place after you’d disappeared from the scene of a crime performed by some low level criminal.

With your expression a mask of detachment, you take a step towards them. Turmoil rages inside of you as they exchange glances. Involuntarily, your body shifts into a fighting stance.

“Y/n,” Midoriya says, brows furrowed. Though his voice is muffled, you can hear the desperate tinge to his voice. “You can fight this. Come on, Y/n. You’re stronger than this.”

His plea’s fall deaf on your ears as you lunge forward, fist pulled back, ready to attack. Of course, he dodges it, jumping to the other side of the room. You know he doesn’t want to hurt you.

Your teeth grit and your gaze shoots over to Todoroki. You can see frost escaping his mouth as he stares at you, eyes narrowed. “We can help you,” he says, voice unwavering. He’s always had a strong head in battle. “Listen to us, Y/n.”

From beside him, Bakugou’s fists crackle with small explosions. His jaw and fists are clenched, chest heaving lightly. The usual fiery look in his eyes is dimmed by concern for you.

“No mercy,” the voice in your head says again.

You move forward again, feet moving faster than you ever thought they could. You almost make it to Todoroki before he lets out a blast of ice, freezing you in your spot for the moment.

“Damn it,” Bakugou growls. He rushes up behind you, capturing your arms behind you. You struggle against him, but his grip is too tight. “Snap out of it, for fucks sake!”

You try to say something, but when your mouth opens nothing comes out. You want to yell, scream, shout— anything that will give them a sign that you’re still there. All you can do is try to pull away from Bakugou.

Midoriya and Todoroki jog up to you two, brows furrowed in concern. “This is bad,” Midoriya says, shaking his head. “We… we need to find the person controlling her. If- if we find them, this stops.”

“Yeah,” Todoroki nods firmly. “But we don’t know where they are. Or how far their quirk can reach. He could be in this building, or across the city.”

“Get up,” the voice grits out. You can tell they’re getting angry. “Get out of his arms and fight, god damn it.”

With a growl, you rip out of Bakugou’s arms, whipping around and bringing your fist down across his jaw. He staggers back and you begin an onslaught of attacks against him.

Your limbs ache with every punch you make, every step you take. Your body is so tired, all you want to do is lie down. Finally, the attacks stop when Midoriya wraps his arms around your torso and slams you onto the ground.

In the haze of the attack, your breathing stills. Memories of UA float to the surface of your mind, almost overriding the control of the criminal.

Getting ice cream with Uraraka, going to the zoo with Denki and Sero, training with Todoroki.

“I-“ you strain, the air still gone from your lungs. You still can’t move your body, but you try to talk again. “I c- can’t-“ you can feel tears sting at the back of your eyes.

“You can,” Midoriya says, coming to stand above you. His brows are still pinched together in concern as he sticks his hand out to you. “Come on, Y/n, fight it.”

“No,” the voice says, tone harsher. “No, get up! Get up and attack!”

You kick him in the chest and he stumbles back. You rush to your feet, eyes landing on Todoroki once again. Without hesitation, he produces ice at your feet, freezing you in place.

“To- doro- ki-“ you stutter out, wobbling in place. Your body still tries to move, tries to attack him, but you’re trying your damnedest to talk to them.. “Ice- icicle. M- ake one.”

His brows furrow, but he does as you say, making a sharp icicle. “What… what do I do with it?” He asks quietly, taking a few steps towards you.

With every ounce of willpower you have in your body, you slip through the invisible chains that hold you under the voice's control and reach out to grab the icicle. With the amount of force you grabbed it with, you sink it into your stomach with a scream.

“What the fuck?!” Bakugou exclaims, rushing to your side. “What the hell's wrong with you?”

You keel over in pain, finally free from the villain's quirk. “Shit,” you hiss, hand gripping your side. “That was such a bad idea.”

They three men blink at you for a moment, before Midoriya squats down beside you and puts a hand on your back. “Y/n? Are you…”

“I’m back,” you nod, looking up at him. You give him a pained smile. “I- okay, hospital. Bleeding.”

Midoriya nods, too, now. “Right. Yeah, right. Of course. Todoroki, can you help me get her out of your ice?”

Midoriya puts his arms under your armpits and lean back on him as Todoroki melts the ice around your feet. You fall back on him as the last of the ice disappears.

“Jesus Christ,” Bakugou sighs, running a hand down his face. “You might be the dumbest person I know.”

“Hey, it worked, didn’t it?” You laugh, but it’s cut off as a sharp pain shoots through your side. “Hospital.”

Midoriya and Todoroki put both your arms over their shoulders and begin to walk out of the building. Behind you, you hear Bakugou talking into comms.

“Yeah, she’s fine. We’re on our way to the hospital. I did say she was fine, but she got stabbed. No, not by the villain. No, not by us either. Yes, she stabbed herself. I don’t fucking know, ask her. I am not doing the damn report for this. No, fuck you. Make Deku do it.”

[ganondoodle]

should surprise absolutely no one that i much much much prefer radahn when hes older (and not mindless! or mindcontrolled!)

(doesnt look amused about what malenia just did in that ol trailer- and possibly even moreso about what she said)

that (and base game) version of him is the only one to meeeeeeeee

[honeycreammilkshake]

we know that fighting is sukuna's canonical "love language"....

so what is this???

the level of physicality and closeness in all their fights is making me rabid. sukuna really gives yuuji such special treatment .... not only does he spare yuuji's life so many times when he could have killed him, he also keeps fighting yuuji in close combat when he literally has a cursed technique that can slice people apart from a distance.

this is a choice he's making to get so skin-to-skin with the enemy he's supposed to hate.

also, the way he was (unnecessarily) cradling yuuji's neck almost gently as he literally beats into him, how he's grabbing onto yuuji and just manhandling him — i'm no going to lie, it's almost carnal. how is so much intimacy in all of their fights compared to everyone else sukuna clashes with?

and the way sukuna is so expressive and uncharacteristically emotional whenever he gets to face yuuji. that brat just works him up so bad—

it's especially interesting when sukuna looks almost proud or excited to see what yuuji can do.

also.... sukuna, why do you look so excited for yuuji to come beat you up? is this like a date to you???

i mean, to be fair, sukuna probably considers violent brawling a love confession so no wonder why he's always ready to take on yuuji.

even in the official art he's so obviously into it.

the way he's smirking down at yuuji, holding onto his wrist, it's like he can't stop touching him. probably misses the closeness they used to have back when the brat was his vessel tbh.

i especially love that one scene where he literally sat on yuuji

he didn't have to do that. he just wanted to pin his brat down <3

"you're mine, you're not going anywhere without my permission" kind of thing really. like a bully with a crush would do.

in conclusion, sukuna gets off on throwing his boy around and feeling him up. it's just fact.

and yuuji is more than likely into it, too....

this means they share the same kinks traits to me tbh. if sukuna really did survive, i would like to believe that they would go on fighting hard with each other, even over the stupidest things. domestic cursed husbands to me <3

[deerspherestudios]

Can Mycheal fight? I know you’ve mentioned that he’s really strong and limber. But like, if someone decided to square up with him can he bust out the martial arts moves and fold them like Sunday laundry?

I can't imagine him going hand-to-hand with someone, but if he did it'd probably be a last resort. Something about his instincts kicking in and using teeth and nails to do some damage once he's pushed far enough.

He can take a good beating so I imagine he'd win through perseverance rather than brute strength and skill. Straight up he'd just last longer than his opponent in a fist-fight and just hopes the other party gives up eventually.

Like I've said plenty of times though, he's not one for violence, and would rather avoid conflict like that any chance he can.

[hydrachea]

I can't stop thinking about Blade saying gifts are unfamiliar.

And I can't stop thinking about Kafka and Silver Wolf, hearing that, and making it a mission to bring him gifts whenever they travel somewhere for their script - even if he's there with them. About the confusion in his eyes when they steal buy something and turn right around to hand it to him.

About his room starting out completely empty except for the bare minimum necessities, a few spare clothes and what he needs to take care his Shard Sword, but filling up with little trinkets and gifts over time. Clothes and jewelry and perfume from Kafka and posters, figures and plushies from Silver Wolf. About them also bringing food back, expensive specialties swiped from a restaurant and the weirdest option they could spot in a lone vending machine, a category of gifts that doesn't leave anything behind (except the photos they both take of the three of them eating together, or of the faces he makes when Silver Wolf manages to trick him into trying a suspicious snack while he's distracted with polishing his weapon).

About Kafka spending hours finding clothes and jewelry she thinks would suit him, because that's her love language. She gets him makeup too, refusing to let his good looks go to waste. She knows he can't put it on himself, they both do, and he doesn't care for his appearance enough otherwise - but he'll let her do his makeup for him anyway, because she enjoys it, and because he finds it soothing.

About Silver Wolf also buying him clothes, but the ones she gets aren't his style at all, and just barely his size. She gets them for him, but just so she can steal them right back - her love language is quality time, and she fills Blade's room with gifts she can borrow along with a moment of his day. It still counts as a gift, she insists, practically swimming in an oversized jacket she swiped from his closet.

About how in another life, Yingxing gave gifts to the people he loved and in this one, Blade receives them from those who love him.

[emicat1159]

I'm back to drawing Astor again, someone save me

He's so serious looking. Anyway, I'm practicing drawing him in preparation for next month, it'll be a blast

[ex0toxin]

SORCERORS 🔨🌫️

jsys week'24, day 7

[eightyuh]

one thing about me is that i have rewatched angelic layer at least 3 times 🥚🪽

[jorrated]

always wondered what STC would've been like if instead of just making Eggman evil on a single event, it kinda jumbled his brain a lot and make him have brief moments of lucidity as Kintobor. give him the ice king treatment ya know

[awesomecooperlove]

🎯🎯🎯

[everlusts]

“the crumbs are not crumbing anymore” as much as i love being negative as the next person we got haladriel dubcon confirmed if you think about it & we have the pending reaction when he sees his wife obsession omega arch nemesis tied up in a cage for bait and they start fucking fighting like stand up everyone we kinda won more than ever 😌

[speckled-biscut]

DAY THREE- CONTROL