#my battery is about to die lol

[skullprincess]

I got into a survival mindset this last week out of like, concern about not being prepared. So I’ve compiled what I’d need to be equipped for a disaster and I went ahead and got an emergency kit so that if we have some natural disaster we have a disaster bag prepped.

If anyone is interested in what I’ve looked up I’ll post my list. There are many sources out there from FEMA and Red Cross etc.

At the very least I recommend getting an emergency backpack kit from emergencykits.com . I think the prices are reasonable— if it’s too much for you, the dollar store tends to have a lot of the included items for a medical emergency. They have emergency kits as well as full EMT medical kits and such— a bit over the top for the average person but if you’re trained then why not? They have triage kits and a splint and stretchers too…

I got the 3 person emergency kit even though I live with only one other person because it doesn’t hurt to have extra for someone else or a guest. They also sell cat and dog emergency packs but they’re like $5 for a half-pound pouch so it might be more economical to buy shelf-stable pet food and just replace it every 6 months-1 year (that’s what I’m considering).

Another site I found is https://www.siriussurvival.com/ which is a bit more geared towards survivalists but I think some of the things are worth having so you can decide between the two sites and their kits and compile your own list of needs.

I also went on Canva and made some 6 x 4 images for printing out some emergency pet cards:

This way if we get separated, this will help explain the situation. I also made one for the back side that says “PLEASE HELP ME! I need to be reunited with my owner, I wasn’t abandoned!” Etc in case anything happens.

@katy-l-wood has some amazing infographics for emergency situations btw! Highly recommend copies of those for emergency preparedness.

[sysig]

You’re gonna die if you keep that up (Patreon)

[orcelito]

-22F windchill is Pretty Chilly!! But I bundled right up, so I'm okay. My face doesn't like it, though. My lungs, too. Going full turtle mode, hunkering down in my coat collar and exhaling warm air up to keep my face warm. It works! Makes my glasses a condensation hell though. But struggling to see is worth keeping my face from getting frostbite lol. Lungs still don't like it tho.

[the-kneesbees]

do I buy the cd player.

[catboydan]

fiance got me a kindle for my birthday <3

[miss-floral-thief]

Shame I’m out of my mini cleanser I didn’t wash my face that thoroughly when I woke up

[cherry-cola-on-ice]

Slashers with a sleepwalking s/o

AN: totally based off my personal experiences sleepwalking lol asked my friends and family what their favorite sleepwalking episode was.

Jason Voorhees 🏕

Jason is already paranoid AF about you unknowingly wandering into a trap during the day.

But the first time he comes across you in the woods at night? When you should be asleep?

He is not a happy man. Many thoughts run through his mind. Are you trying to leave him? Trying to get yourself hurt? Would you rather die then be with him?

It takes him a good while and a lot of explaining for him to understand what's happening. That your not intentionally doing this. Science shit™️

He sets up a system. Maybe a bell or two. Something loud to let him know where you are. Maybe some trip wires.

Strangest thing he's seen you do: He watched you eat a entire sleeve of saltines while standing in the shower.

Michael Myers 🎃

Michael's seen some shit. So this is nothing. All those years in Smiths Grove have prepared him for this. So you sleepwalk? Cool, his neighbor at Smiths Grove used to eat cockroachs.

That being said, the closer you're relationship grows, the more worried he becomes. What if you fall down the stairs? What if you wander into the road? What if, what if, what if??

He doesn't have the foresight to set up traps, like Jason does.

Uses his fucked up sleep schedule to his advantage and often stands over your sleeping body. Jumpscare.

Will definitely tie a bell on you while you sleep. Totally not a collar what are you saying? Don't make it kinky.

The strangest thing he's seen you do: Put all of the remotes in the refrigerator because they needed batteries.

Thomas Hewitt 🥩

Poor sweet man. You're going to give him a heart attack one of these days.

However, he's probably one of the more better prepared of the lot. His house is set up to keep people in and out. So there isn't much danger you can get into.

Unless he forgets to lock up the basement. Which has happened once. And only once. You were fairly unharmed if not a little traumatized.

Has taken to locking your bedroom door. Also installs like 10 latches. AND puts a bell on the doorknob. And maybe sometimes you.

Look, he's already scared of losing you to somebody else, he doesn't want to have to worry him losing you to you.

Strangest thing he's seen you do: Him, Monty and Hoyt sat and watched you stand in front of the sink for a hour and a half. Just standing there. Menacingly

Brahms Heelshire 🐀

Oh, poor baby is confused. Especially at the start of your situation-ship. You don't know he's there, you just think you're babysitting a doll for a sad old couple. Not their grown ass son who lives in the walls.

The first time Brahms finds you sleepwalking, he's pissed. You trying to leave him, he knows you are. But... did you just snore?? Wait, you're asleep. He feels a little better about the situation.

Until you start walking towards the stairs. Boy's never moved so fast in his life. He knows if he wakes you up it's game over. So he gives you a gentle nudge back to your room.

Now after you find about the rat man in the walls, things are different. Brahms, even in the deepest REM cycle, will never let you go. Man is a koala and you are the tree he's clinging to for dear life. It's almost impossible to escape his arms at night.

Almost makes you sleep in the walls instead of the bedroom so you're safer. Like ain't no way you're getting out of those without him waking up.

Strangest thing he's seen you do: Sat up in bed, complaining about the maracas in your mouth??? He cried.

Billy Lenz 🎄

World's worst caretaker 👑

Especially before yall start dating because, at that point in time, he's still trying to decide if he wants to kill you. He won't lie, he very briefly thought about pushing you down the stairs.

But? After you win him over? Yeah still kinda sucks ass at keeping you from hurting yourself. He'll keep you alive, mind you, just a little worse for wear.

He asked you once if he could tie you down in bed. You didn't like the look in his eyes so you declined. Billy pouted for the next three days.

TBH he might do it anyways. Look he's just trying to keep your silly little self safe, S/O. Get your mind out of the gutter. Haha, jk...unless 😏?

The strangest thing he's seen you do is eat a entire bag of gummy bears while standing outside. He joined you.

Vincent Sinclair 🖌

Another prepared king 👑

His workshop is dangerous. Upstairs is dangerous. The whole town is health code violation. And bby cannot stand the idea of you hurting yourself.

But other then the constant anxiety that you'll some how end up falling off the stairs or falling into the wax or the any other number of things his brain comes up with, he's very level-headed.

Child safety locks. He buys that shit in bulk.

But hey, gives him a excuse to hold you at night. (Vincent, they're literally your s/o)

The strangest thing he's seen you do is stand over Bo's bed, chanting tomato. Bo almost cried.

Bo Sinclair 🔧

Definition of "Look at that idiot...oh wait that's my idiot!"

Honestly, probably the worst. Not like 'let's you just walk around' worst, but more like 'Imma gonna chain you to the bed' worst.

Dude's so scared of losing you, pretty much the best thing that ever happened to him, that his willing to go to drastic matters to keep you safe.

Don't try to explain the science behind it, you'll only give him a migraine. Just let him keep you safe. K, bby?

Bo's gonna lose sleep some nights, he's that scared. No doubt you will wake up to the feeling of someone watching you. Just comfort him, ok?

Strangest thing he's seen you do is sit up in bed and start singing 'Livin La Vida Loca'

Asa Emory 🪲

Number one prepared king™️

I'm not saying he may or may not, kinda sorta perhaps placed cameras around your living situation before you two even began dating. But yeah he did.

So he knows all about the crazy shenanigans you are up to at night.

He reads the books, watching online lectures 👏all👏the👏research. You can bet your sweet ass he knows exactly how to wake you up in case of emergency.

In the same breath, despite how much he does love you, science. Prepare to be studied like a bug under a microscope.

Strangest thing he's seen you do is standing with the refrigerator doors open, telling him how much you love this show.

Norman Bates 🚿

My poor sweet innocent murder bby. He doesn't know what to do.

Yeah, keep you safe, he's got that much down. But at what cost?

The hotel looks like a a daycare center now. Baby proofing everywhere (ask him about getting locked out of the bathroom, it's funny)

Suggested a collar once as a joke, wasn't expecting you to agree. Got flustered. Dropped his cup, maybe got a bone.

Another koala sleeper, so good luck escaping his embrace. Will go as far as following you to the bathroom to make sure you're actually awake.

Strangest thing he's seen you do is sit down in a fake potted plant in the living room and talk about dinosaurs.

[moonstruckme]

I had my car’s battery die the other day (still don’t know why) and I thought it would be cute if the same thing happened to reader… so like maybe she’d be on the phone with Remus and Sirius be like “my car died which sucks lol” and he’d leave work early just to help her jump start her car 😍

Sorry about your car battery babe! That used to happen to me all of the time. I wasn't quite sure who you wanted the love interest to be in this one, but since you mentioned both Remus and Sirius I went with poly wolfstar, hope that's alright <3

poly!wolfstar x fem!reader ♡ 757 words

When Remus arrives home, you seem to be bickering at Sirius while he rifles through his trunk.

“I know he said they were in here somewhere.” 

“Your manager is going to be so upset with you,” you fret. “I could’ve caught the bus.” 

“Yes, but why would you when you have a perfectly good car and a perfectly capable boyfriend?” Sirius turns to toss one of his flippant grins at you, and he catches sight of Remus coming up behind him. “Hello.” He greets him with a kiss, pleasantly surprised. “I didn’t know you were walking home, love, I’d have picked you up.” 

“It’s fine,” says Remus. “I thought you were at work.” 

“He was.” You seem unable to choose between feeling cross with Sirius and guilty with yourself, but you’re definitely distressed. “He left work early, just because I texted you guys.” 

“You know,” Sirius drawls, “some people want a partner who would drop everything to come help them.” 

“I wouldn’t have said anything if I’d known you were going to leave work!”

Remus understands your upset. Sirius is perpetually on thin ice with his manager—who, in Remus’ completely unbiased opinion, is a tyrant who expects far too much sacrifice from his employees—and Remus would feel bad too if he further jeopardized Sirius’ job by accidentally calling him away from work early. But also, you’re going to be late for work if you can’t get your car started. 

“You need his car here to get a jump, dove,” Remus says. He can feel Sirius’ smugness like an aura about him, but Remus ignores it. 

You sigh, resigned but dispirited. “You didn’t have to come home, either. I was only complaining to complain.” 

Remus smiles and stretches out his arm. You fit yourself under it automatically. “I wanted to see if I could help,” he murmurs, kissing the top of your head in greeting. “Don’t be upset, okay?” 

You’re easily mollified by a soft touch and a loving tone. “Okay,” you mumble. Remus kisses your head again in thanks. 

“Alright.” Sirius stops digging around in the trunk, spreading his hands helplessly. “Are we sure we ever had jumper cables?” 

“We do,” Remus says. He lets you go to join Sirius, showing him the compartment where the spare tire and other essentials are kept. 

“Oh, a secret extra trunk. Excellent. Now, does anyone know how to use these?”

Remus has always been a public transportation beneficiary and Sirius was raised posh, so the three of you end up cloistered around Sirius’ phone watching a video about how to jump start a car. 

“Seems easy enough,” says Sirius. “So, we start my car first, then?”

“We start neither car before all the cables are attached,” you say, while Remus gives his boyfriend a worried look. 

“It seems important that we do everything in order,” Remus agrees. “Considering we’re working with electricity and such.” 

None of your objections seem to put a dent in Sirius’ confidence, however. Though nothing you’re doing involves working with grease, he takes his work shirt off “to keep it from getting dirty” and ties his hair back. It’s all rather dramatic, Remus knows, but he can’t find it in himself to protest. Neither can you, apparently. 

“Okay, so that one goes on the positive one.” 

“Right.” You tear your eyes from your boyfriend’s tattooed abdomen, visibly forcing yourself to concentrate on the battery. “Uh…” 

“The one with the plus sign, doll.” 

Sirius’ eyes dance with mirth, but he delivers the instructions patiently until both cables are connected and Remus is turning the ignition in Sirius’ car. 

“Okay, now yours!” Sirius calls to you. 

Remus hears the croaking sounds of your car trying to start, but then the engine roars to life. 

“Beautiful!” 

Remus gets out of Sirius’ car to see you beaming at each other, your upset over his leaving work clearly forgotten. Sirius looks like he’s about to pat your car approvingly, so Remus catches his hand before he can burn himself. Sirius appears not to notice the interception, only squeezing his boyfriend’s hand excitedly. 

“I’ll pull out of your way so you can get out of here,” Sirius says, backing towards his car. 

“Wait!” Your door opens, and you come running out. “Just one thing first.” 

You take Sirius’ face in your hands, planting a heavy kiss on his lips. He looks half dazed when you pull away and come for Remus, your mouth warm and sweet on his. 

You break away with a giant grin on your face. “Thanks,” you say breathlessly.

[byte-your-tongue]

Sebastian Solace x Crybaby!Reader

(Platonic, GN Reader)

AN: This is actually a repost from my main blog. But i edited it to be more general rather than selfship writing! I haven't written anything that wasn't basic headcanons in a LONG time. So please excuse the first couple ones i do being bad lol.

TW: Blood, gore, violence, vomit, descriptions of injuries, constant talk of an impending death (that doesn't actually happen.)

Run.

That was the only thought coursing through your mind at the moment as you were chased through the halls of the abandoned facility.

You weren't even sure if anything was following you anymore, but your adrenaline fueled brain kept screaming at you to keep moving. And that was where your first mistake lie. You were so caught up in keeping an eye out for flickering lights and sparks coming off fake doors you forgot to pay attention to your other senses.

You couldn't hear anything over your own loud footsteps and heavy breathing, failing to notice the tell tale sign of a wall dweller sneaking up on you until it was nearly too late. You whipped your head around just as the creature struck, scaring it off in the same moment it lunged for your legs.

You let out a loud yelp and stumbled, but refused to break eye contact with the fleeing monster until it was fully gone. And even then you lay on the floor for a minute longer, making sure it wasn't faking its retreat. But when you finally went to pick yourself off the ground your right knee buckled from the injury inflicted by the wall dweller.

Just as you sat down to assess your injuries all the lights in the room flickered, an ominous warning of the Angler approaching. You ground your teeth through the pain and dragged yourself into the nearest locker, slamming the door shut right as the monstrosity roared past.

'Goddammit! I really can't catch a break this time, huh?'

You grimaced as you slowly opened the locker door, switching on your only light source you had managed to find so far: a lantern with half the batteries drained already. It was more likely to anger squiddles, but even after who knows how many failed attempts to retrieve this stupid crystal you still hadn't gotten over your crippling fear of the dark. If anything it's gotten worse during your time down here.

And so you limped along, praying you would be out of this stretch of dark rooms before your light source died out. As you entered through the next door you noted the number: 42. That was important for one reason: Sebastian's shop. Sebastian prefered to hang out further from the entrance that your fellow "expendables" used. Sebastian didn't want to get caught by anyone important enough to pose a real threat, and he wanted to give people time to actually collect enough research to make it worth his effort.

But none of that was important to you right now. At the moment the only thing you cared about was purchasing a med kit and fixing your leg up.

And so you continued limping along, hoping that you would soon hear Sebastian calling out to you.

As you opened the next room, it was finally bright enough to turn off your lantern. It was a long hallway with tall glass windows looking out into the ocean. You moved closer to one, admiring and fearing the inky abyss that stretched seemingly endlessly in every direction.

Your thoughts were cut off abruptly when Eyefestation quickly swam up to the glass, invading your mind with whispers and shouts in a million different voices. You doubled over from the physical and mental assault, vomiting and scrunching your eyes closed.

You slowly crawled along the floor, pain searing through your head, feeling around for the exit with your hands. As you faintly heard the hiss of a door opening the pressure in your mind finally retreated.

Your were definitely worse for wear now. You were nauseous, bleeding, had a splitting headache, had nearly no supplies, and were unable to do anything other than pathetically crawl onwards.

You were convinced you were going to die down here.

Again.

But just a few doors later you heard a quiet voice hiss out at you:

"Hey, over here!"

Sebastian.

Safety.

You quickly located the vent and clawed weakly at the covering, finally getting it loose with a grunt. You dragged yourself through the tight space as you felt your vision dimming.

It was all you could do to finally get into the meager shop before you collapsed fully, your mind and vision going dark as you drifted away into unconciousness. The last thing you heard was a surprisingly panicked shout from Sebastian.

'Ah. He actually cares about me?'

It was the last though you could muster up before finally fully passing out.

...

...

...

It was merely 20 minutes later when you finally awoke, groaning in pain and taking note that your injuries were now bandaged. You looked up to see Sebastian. He was fidgeting with something in his hands, his brow furrowed and the tip of his tail nervously swishing from side to side. As soon as he realized you were awake he perked up and slithered over to you.

"Are you feeling ok? You aren't concussed, right? I bandaged you up and gave you some painkillers, but you really shouldn't take them on an empty stomach so let me know if you have eaten recently."

"Ah..." You slurred your words somewhat, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. "I don't think I got any injuries on my head, so no concussion. And I haven't eaten. How much for some food? And how much do i owe you for the medkit? I don't have that much research on me right now..." You trailed off as you saw Sebastian's face shift to annoyance.

"Are you serious?" Sebastian's voice raised and he looked offended. "Do you really think i'd charge you for something like this? How little do you think of me?"

"Oh....." You looked down in embarrassment. "I don't know i just.... i mean i consider you a friend. You're the only safety i have down here and you let me rest in your shop and-" You cut yourself off. "But... but i thought you didn't like me. I thought i was an annoyance..."

You looked down with a look like a kicked puppy as you continued in a small voice:

"I thought.... I thought i was just another expendable to you..."

Sebastian's face was sometimes hard to read, but the look of hurt he wore at that moment was clear as day.

"Y/N...."

'That's the first time he's said my name so softly...'

Sebastian cleared his throat before continuing awkwardly. "I know that... I am not always the most pleasant person to be around. But... I want you to know.. that.. out of everyone down here.. you are someone who i do truly appreciate."

You were stunned for a second. You had only ever heard sebastian either insult you or try to sell you something. The refreshing honesty and compassion in his tone was something you took a second to savor before you finally realized you should respond.

"Sebastian... I'm so glad you like me. I'm so glad you wanna be my friend. It honestly makes me so happy.... I- I-" You trailed off with tears in your eyes. A common sight yet one that managed to shock Sebastian this time around.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't go crying after i just said i appreciate you! Do you really not wanna be my friend that bad!" Sebastian panicked, reaching an arm down to comfort you.

You laughed, your tears starting to dry up as fast as they started. "Noooo! You already said you like me!! You can't take it back now!"

Sebastian playfully jabbed at you with one of his much larger hands. "You're damn right! You're stuck with me now whether you like it or not!" He gave a smile full of sharp teeth, one that used to scare you but was now a comfort to see.

The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a while until you finally broke it.

"Hey... if we're friends now can you tell Painter to stop trying to kill me?"

"Hahaha... I think you'll have to take that one up with Painter yourself."

...

"Dammit...."

[thefiery-phoenix]

Read recently your post about yandere Jichang (why did he have to die 😭) so can you also do yandere Jihan Kwak ?

Sure :) And I know, I get down in the dumps every time I think about Jichang's death, WHY is the world so cruel? 😭

YANDERE KWAK JI-HAN (JIHAN KWAK) HEADCANONS

I simp for him too lol and god DAMN...I'll die from a nosebleed at some point because of how good looking so many of the Lookism characters look and cue my unholy screeching and psychotic giggling

You were visiting your grandparents for the summer vacation as you got down the bus and you sighed as you shouldered your backpack. You were too used to city life, you weren't sure how you'd fare in a quiet countryside but you did have to admit it looked peaceful. You pulled out your phone from your pocket to contact your grandparents when you realized the universe was playing a colossal joke on you since your phone battery was dead you grumbled under your breath. It's been a while since you'd visited your grandparents so you couldn't remember how their house looked like so you decided to ask someone along the way, hoping they'd know the location to their house. You were unaware of a certain pair of calculating eyes watching your every movement, surveying your features till you were approached by a guy who looked almost similar to your age and had a friendly polite smile on his face. "You seem to be lost there sweetheart...anything I can help you with?" he asked you politely as you smiled and explained your situation to him. The guy introduced himself as Jihan Kwak as the two of you headed to your grandparents house

As he kept talking to you, he couldn't help but feel more...attracted and drawn to you. You were a city dweller and yet you weren't so obnoxious and loud or had an ego complex, you had a genuine and nice personality. He kept looking at you from the corner of his eye, his cheeks heating slightly every time he saw you smile and talk about something you liked like your favorite book or your favorite movie and such, mentally noting down whatever you were telling him for future purposes when he'd meet you next time. Of course he'd be meeting you next time, and plenty more times after your first encounter, you've managed to make him intrigued and charmed him with your personality, you remind him of a fragile little doll to be honest, his savior and protector complex would get activated whenever he sees you, you're just too adorable for him, he can't take you seriously sometimes. He wonders how you've managed to survive this long but not to worry, he's here for you now

He'll pop by your grandparent's house every day and he'll have a good impression on them to get more closer to you. He usually wasn't someone who really gave love that much of a thought before he met you, he loved how soft your hands were, how kind and caring you were to those around you, how adorable you looked whenever you had that gleam of passion in your eyes when you spoke about things, how mesmerizing your eyes are and how he feels like he's getting lost in the beauty of your eyes... he loves everything about you. He isn't delusional, he knows his feelings for you are going out of control and he tries to suppress them only for something more darker, sinister and twisted to emerge as a form of love for you

He's aware his feelings for you are unnatural but he just can't help it. He just can't seem to get enough of you. He won't spill his heart out to yet since he doesn't want you to think he's weird but at the same time he doesn't have any qualms of being clingy to you and stalking you wherever you go. You're new to the countryside, you probably wouldn't be aware of the dangers but you don't need to worry, he's there for you to protect you and keep you safe. Of course, it kind of goes without saying, since he's also the brother of Jichang who's an officer, the people around would gladly keep an eye out for you to make sure you don't get yourself into any kind of trouble

His brothers would eventually find out about his immense feelings of love for you after Jichang catches his brother stalking you in the night as he simply glared at his brother which made it a bit awkward for a few seconds till they went back home and Jichang, Jibeom and Jihan sat down for a family discussion where he'll eventually be forced to spill his guts and heart regarding his feelings for you. Of course, they'd be happy for him and they don't really see anything wrong with how twisted his concept of love had become for you and Jichang would do whatever research necessary to find out more information regarding you by pulling a few strings here and there and would get rid of someone posing a threat to yours and Jihan's relationship. He wants his little brother to be happy after all, law be damned, plus they're eager to welcome you into their fold

Jihan likes being affectionate with you, deep down he's slightly insecure you might find someone else better than him which makes him even more clingier to you than usual till he starts developing the fear and paranoia of you leaving him. One day when you told him you'd be going back to your parents house since the summer vacation was over, he just looked at you in complete shock. For a moment he forgot you were on summer vacation and you were just visiting, he'll swallow the bitter lump forming in his throat as he wishes you all the very best and would invite you over for his house for dinner to which you'd agree. Then he'll formulate a plan to ensure you'd stay with him since he just can't afford to lose you, you mean so much to him. He'd feel empty without you and there needs to be someone by your side to take care of you, he's more than willing to be that man for you

Jichang would assist him in procuring some sedative to make you fall asleep after you've finished consuming the food which would make you black out in less than five seconds. Deep down Jihan feels slightly guilty he's slipping sedatives in your food but his fear of losing you overrides his sense of rationality which would compel him to slip the sedatives in your dish while telling himself that it's for your own good and he can't lose you. You're all smiles as you greet his brothers and they're really impressed with your courteous behavior and politeness. Jibeom would nudge Jihan in the chest and smirk at him and whisper what a good choice his brother made as Jihan grows slightly flustered and drinks some water. After you've finished eating your food, before you're about to bade them farewell, you lost your consciousness and you ended up blacking out in Jihan's arms as he carried you to a room and placed a blanket over you and caressed your head lovingly. You woke up after a few hours when the sedatives finally wore off as you looked around, confused as to what was going on when you were supposed to be at your grandparents house, packing for going back to your parent's house in 2 days

Jihan will enter the room and hand you a glass of water as he explains what he did and you'd stare at him in shock. He'd be hurt if you scream or insult him but he understands, he understands how you feel. It's a new concept for you and you can have all the time in the world to adjust, he doesn't mind. If you cry, he'll feel really bad and he feels an ache in his heart from seeing you cry as tears are streaming down your face. He wanted to ensure your happiness all the time, he didn't like seeing you sad so he'd just hold you in a comforting embrace and pat your head gently, telling you how much you mean to him. He isn't unreasonable, he knows you might be mad at him but deep down he'll be hurt and have the expression of a kicked puppy if you ignore him. Nonetheless he'll never raise his voice or hands at you, he can't bring himself to hurt you. That thought wouldn't occur to him even in his worst nightmare. With the kindness and love he's treating you with, you'll end up getting Stockholm Syndrome faster than Zack always screaming for Mira

You actually might have a shot at escaping from him since he does tend to take you out on dates outside to make sure you don't die from boredom from being at home all the time but if you do end up escaping, it'll be Jichang who'll find you and just bring you back to Jihan. Jihan would be worried about you and check you for injuries and then he'd tell you in a very serious tone how he'd never let you attempt something like this again since he loves you too much so now you'll have to earn his trust back before you're allowed to go out. If it's someone trying to take you from him then it's a completely different story. He might be kind and loving to you but his personality is like a snake, cunning and crafty as he analyzes how to get rid of the pest to meddle in between the both of you. Don't forget about his fighting skills, he's learnt from the very best himself and will not hesitate to snap the person's bones like a twig if he has to for your sake and the person would disappear off the face of the planet the next day who may or may not be buried 6 feet under the ground or probably fed to the wild dogs they have, but you don't need to stress your pretty head about that. Just leave all the violence and brutal things to him all right?

His love for you has no bounds which is mixed with possessiveness. Don't even try resisting his affection for you, he'll just hold you tighter to him and cuddle with you. He loves seeing you cooking, having a cute little apron on your frame as he envelopes you into a hug from the back and he kisses the nape of your neck and nuzzles your cheek with his. He truly does love you, just make him happy by being with him please, he'd be crushed if he loses you. Overall, a great yandere to have and he'd seriously be a blessing to have compared to the other messed up characters...

[evilweasel]

Locked Tomb Necro-Cav Dynamics

I'm probably either reaching or stating something really obvious, but - if the necro/cavalier partnership is supposed to be a metaphor for marriage under patriarchy (in being that it was created by a guy who seemed to have taken bullet points from the previous society and its power dynamics, in which one party holds all the power and the other is supposed to submit and serve blindly), then a lot of the necro/cav pairings we see in Canaan House reflect a lot of marriage tropes from Earth.

Judith and Marta

They seem to reflect a "stereotypical" necro-cavaliership, akin to a stereotypical marriage. Judith and Marta appear to have known each other in school ("I have studied energy transferral aptitude with Lt. Dyas since our school days." [GtN: P.456]) and were sworn to each other not long after school , not dissimilar to how a lot of very "traditional" marriages begin in high school and are quickly consummated after. They are also very professional and close with each other, and through Cohort military training are the pinnacle of everything a necro and cav should be, even down to Judith having to watch her cavalier die for her lol.

Ianthe, Coronabeth, and Naberius

Necro-cavalier bonds are typically partnerships, HOWEVER in this case Ianthe makes a third, and so she and her twin have to share a cavalier, which is very much frowned upon. My initial thought is this is a metaphor for polyamory, despite Ianthe and Corona being twins. But also them being twins hasn't stopped them from being very... attached to each other, to the point where several characters in the novels make references to their incestous-bordering relationship. (Palamedes comments about it to Nona I can't find the exact quote rn it's very late). So maybe it's not that far fetched.

Isaac and Jeannemary

The "arranged child marriage" trope, as they are the youngest necro/cav pair, having been sworn to each other at age 9/10, and Jeannemary being modelled into Isaac's cavalier from birth ("Intended to be Isaac's cavalier from birth, swore the oath with him and gained the title at age nine." [GtN: P. 460]). This is not unlike a lot of marriages between throughout the ages as families betrothe their young/unborn to strengthen ties and forge alliances.

Magnus and Abigail

Magnus and Abigail are a weird one again, because I'm saying the necro/cav relationship are a metaphor for marriage, and yet Abigail and Magnus, who ARE married, are reviled for it. The metaphor isn't perfect, and I'm willing to be wrong about this. Honestly just read this post by @katakaluptastrophy because honestly it was this that got me thinking in the first place.

Silas and Colum

Silas and Colum are a play on many marriages being incestuous; it's not unheard of for medieval marriages to be between uncles and nieces or aunts and nephews, especially to keep blood purity in noble families, which is very much a mindset of the Eighth and their need to "breed batteries". (Source)

Harrowhark and Gideon

Honestly, for these two I'm... not sure which part would be the metaphor. The sham nature of their necro/cav partnership? The power dynamics of an indentured servant being boosted up to the partner of a figurehead? All of it?

And from here I can't think of other marriage tropes that fit the others. The two left are the Sixth and Seventh but as we don't know anything about the relationship between Dulcinea and Protesilaus (since both are a bit... out the picture during GtN), it's hard to comment on. Unless, that's the commentry? Cam and Pal also don't fit anything that immediately comes to mind, apart from maybe mild incest again? But then, we have the Eighth to fit that trope already,,,

Let me know if you think this idea has any merit!! It's 4am, I'm tired, and I'll go back and fix sourcing issues at another point lol.

[stujet9rainshine-blog]

@hugsandchaos Another! This one was fun! I got to do space research! Onky one more!

(So, from my understanding, the facts Danny drops are true lol)

"Danny talking about space (I hc him to be an astrophysicist, so he could really get into it) and Manny either following along and asking questions or not having a clue of what he’s saying, but Danny looks so happy and Manny loves it. Wanna add more feelings to this? Danny suddenly stops and apologizes for ranting, but Manny urges him to continue."

College au! Info dumping because we love it in this house (Unrelated to Desert of My Heart)

The week had been a nightmare.

Manny wasn’t about to lie—he was over it. His entire body ached, his patience had burned out somewhere around hour twenty of working on a sculpture he barely liked, and he was pretty sure he’d inhaled more clay dust than was medically advisable. But the damn thing was done. Off his hands. Now just a pile of stress waiting to be fired in the kiln.

The only thing that had kept him going through the final stretch? The promise of quality time with his boyfriend.

Because it had been too long since they’d actually sat down together. It had been over a week since they got to actually be together, and that was criminal.

So, after finally wiping the last bit of clay off his hands, Manny had shot Danny a quick text.

Manny: Please tell me you’re free. If I don’t see you soon, I might die. (Also, I need coffee before I perish.)

Danny had responded in less than a minute.

Danny: On my way. I’d never let you perish. 💚

Manny had smiled at his phone, grabbed Danny’s favorite latte from the counter, and found them a corner table at their usual café.

Now, he just had to wait.

Did he spend those five minutes bouncing his leg? Yes.

Did he immediately stop scrolling through his phone the second he heard the little chime of the door? Also yes.

And then—there he was.

Danny, standing in the doorway, looking a little sleep-deprived but still unfairly good in his jeans and hoodie. Their eyes met across the café, and both of them lit up in an instant.

Manny barely managed to put Danny’s latte down before his boyfriend was at his side, dropping his bag onto the seat and wrapping an arm around Manny’s shoulders for a quick, tight squeeze.

“Finally,” Danny sighed, pressing a quick kiss to Manny’s temple before pulling away just enough to sit.

Manny, still riding the serotonin wave, grinned. “Took you long enough.”

Danny scoffed, grabbing his drink and taking a sip. “I got here in five minutes.”

“Exactly. You should’ve been faster.”

Danny gave him a look, but Manny could see the fond smile playing at his lips.

The moment Danny sat down, it was like a weight lifted off Manny’s chest. His brain had a very specific battery for time apart from his boyfriend, and that battery had been critically low. Now? Just sitting here, feeling the warmth of Danny’s quick side-hug, smelling the faint scent of coffee and cologne on him? Recharging.

Danny took a sip of his latte, sighing like it was life-saving, before shooting Manny a knowing look. “Alright. You texted me like you were on death’s door. What’s up?”

Manny groaned, flopping back against his seat. “Ugh. I hate sculpture.”

Danny snorted. “That bad?”

“It’s so bad.” Manny ran a hand through his curls, still dusted with a fine layer of clay. “I mean, it’s not the worst thing I’ve ever done, but Dios mío, the tedium—the stupid thing took forever to dry, and then I had to smooth out all the seams by hand, and it still looks wrong. I don’t even like the concept anymore. I just wanna throw the whole thing in the kiln and be done.”

Danny hummed, stirring his drink. “That’s kinda funny.”

Manny narrowed his eyes. “Funny how?”

Danny smirked. “You, hating a medium where you have to be patient? Shocking.”

Manny pointed at him, dead serious. “Okay, first of all, rude. Second, I have patience. Just not for things that suck.”

Danny laughed, and Manny couldn’t even pretend to be mad. The sound of it was too good, too needed after a long week of stress.

They settled into the easy rhythm of being together after that—Manny idly flipping through his sketchbook, Danny pulling out his tablet and textbook, opening up to his latest assignment.

“So what about you?” Manny asked, tilting his head. “You dying under your coursework, too?”

Danny shook his head. “Nah, actually, I’m kinda enjoying class this week.”

Manny raised an eyebrow. “You? Enjoying school? Am I talking to Danny Fenton right now?”

Danny rolled his eyes but smirked, tapping the open textbook in front of him. “We’re learning about exoplanets right now, which is way cooler than the math-heavy stuff we were doing last month.”

Manny leaned forward, curious. “Exoplanets?”

Danny nodded, eyes brightening. “Yeah, planets outside our solar system. Like, thousands of them. All kinds of weird, extreme environments. Like this one—” He turned the textbook toward Manny, pointing at a section titled HD 189733b – The Glass Storm Planet.

And just like that—the floodgates opened.

Danny launched into it, completely immersed, his hands moving as he explained. “Okay, so this planet is insane. It’s about 64 light-years away, and it rains molten glass—like, actual molten glass—but sideways because the wind speeds are over 5,000 miles per hour.”

Manny blinked. “That’s—what?”

Danny grinned, clearly thriving off the shock factor. “Yeah! The winds are so intense that if you were somehow on the planet, you’d be shredded to pieces instantly. It’s basically a cosmic blender.”

Manny whistled. “Damn. That’s kinda metal.”

Danny beamed. “Right?! And it’s actually blue—like, deep, ocean blue—because its atmosphere has silicate particles that scatter light, kinda like how Earth’s sky is blue, but way more extreme.”

Manny just watched him, fascinated. Not by the planet—though, yeah, it was cool—but by Danny himself.

Because this? This was new.

Danny didn’t usually info-dump like this. Manny had always been the talker, the one who could go on for hours about his hyperfixations. And Danny? He was always happy to listen, always ready with the occasional “That’s awesome” or “Tell me more.”

But this—seeing Danny light up like this, words spilling out faster than his brain could filter them, his hands moving excitedly as he talked?

This was the cutest thing Manny had ever seen.

Without even thinking, Manny flipped to a blank page in his sketchbook.

He had to capture this moment.

As Danny kept talking—his voice lifting, eyes shining, the corners of his mouth curling into an unfiltered, purely happy smile—Manny’s pencil sketched fast, trying to get it down before the moment passed.

He wasn’t even really listening anymore—not fully, at least. He was catching pieces.

Magma ocean thousands of miles deep.

Rock vapor cycle instead of water cycle.

One side literally hotter than lava, the other side frozen like Antarctica.

But the words didn’t matter as much as the feeling.

Danny, completely lost in his love for something.

Manny loved this. Loved him.

He kept sketching, occasionally throwing in a “Mhm” or “That’s wild” to keep Danny going. Every so often, he’d ask something small, just enough to make Danny continue.

“Wait, so the lava rain just… falls back into the ocean?”

“How do we even know this stuff?”

“Okay, but—if you had to visit one of these planets, which one are you picking?”

Danny answered every question, as fast as Manny could throw them, as if he hadn’t gone this long without someone asking.

Then—all at once—he stopped.

Danny blinked, his mouth still slightly open, like he’d only just realized how much he’d been saying.

“Oh—wait, I’m totally ranting, huh?” He suddenly hesitated, glancing down at his notes, then back at Manny, like he’d just caught himself talking too much. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to—”

Before he could finish, Manny flipped his sketchbook around.

Danny blinked again.

Right there—next to a half-finished doodle of an alien cat—was a tiny sketch of him in space.

A little astronaut suit, arms outstretched, hair floating weightlessly. And above his head, in big, bold letters?

I LOVE SPACE!

Danny groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “You did not just draw that.”

Manny, smug, took a sip of his iced coffee. “Oh, but I did.”

Danny sighed dramatically, shaking his head—but Manny caught the way his ears were tinted pink, the way his lips twitched like he was trying not to smile.

“You’re unbelievable,” Danny muttered.

Manny just nudged him. “So, what were you saying? About the, uh, lava-rain planet?”

Danny hesitated. “…You actually want me to keep going?”

Manny tilted his head, smiling. “Dude, I could listen to you talk all day.”

And there it was—the way Danny froze for just a second, blinking like he hadn’t even considered that. Like he hadn’t expected Manny to want to hear more.

And then, slowly, he beamed.

“Oh,” he said, his voice softer now, more genuine. Then, clearing his throat, he reached for the napkin again, tracing over the mess of notes with renewed excitement.

And Manny just smiled, chin propped in his hand, as Danny kept talking.

“Okay, so imagine a planet where it is doomed to be consumed by its own star—”

[wayfayrr]

Read how the Links would not be ok if you liked a villain. Hm…I don’t like a villain, don’t worry lol. But I have thought about Ganon (totk) and how I feel bad for him. My ex told me (as he’s way more familiar w the games than me) that Ganon is evil bc he’s corrupted by gloom from Demise or something. Therefore it’s not completely his fault, because also I mean, no one is just born evil like that. So I’ve sometimes looked at him in the cut scenes (haven’t finished the game yet so idk the ending) and thought “y do we have to hurt him? If he’s just corrupted by the gloom from demise, then y can’t we find a way to save him? Bc then the three parts of the triangle could work together! So how would Tears feel about that idea floating around my head? Bc I’m not romantically interested in Ganon or anything, just wanna save him.

Also from my last ask, me killing the npcs by accident and laughing like a maniac. Yeah so an example of that would be when you have to save the dude w the horn or whatever (from the band) in the big hole he fell into, and get his wagon out too. So I still only had one battery, so when I attached the hot air balloon and flame emitter, it ate my battery too fast to get out. So the first time I didn’t know that’d happen, so we went up then immediately dropped down and it froze the screen on the dude’s face and his speech bubble said something like “omg I’m gonna die! Put me down!!” And then went black. And that’s where I laughed and my roommate looked at me very concerned 😂

On another side note: yeah no, totally don’t change the camera angle to look at Link’s face, or take pictures, or put him in the Gerudo vai outfit bc I think it’s the cutest thing ever lol. What does Wild think of that outfit? What does he think of me liking that outfit?🙈😂

as for the first bit I think he'd respect the thought behind it - it'd be making his life easier if that would be possible after all, which means more time to fawn over you instead! he also respects how hopeful it is, because honestly ganon is as much a pawn to the games code as he used to be too - he isn't even aware of it either, just a soulless husk for the code to puppet for it's tasks. but don't put too much thought into ganon, else he's going to get jealous. Why are you thinking about him so much when he isn't alive, when he's right here!! if you say too much about ganon without stopping to think about him then it's going to really start getting on his nerves.

sfdgvaesvgadvgga that quest becomes so much easier when you realise you can just recall something back up to the top after pushing it into the hole lmao (definitely not how I solved the quest nuh uh) (also I'm guessing by other ask you mean the one where you used link to calculate hp?) but I can see why your roommate was concerned after the fade to black when you were laughing sdfsdfvdsv

also no never zooming in on his face never ever nuh uh

(only the last one is mine, the others are from pintrest)

I think wild would love the vai outfit - like how tears adores the frostbite one, and it's less the outfit itself and more your reaction to them. even if right now they're just your dressup dolls soon enough they'll be able to show off the outfits for you as more than just pixels on a screen <33

[lilbluebastard]

Still wanna draw Leland I just have no motivation to draw that stupid fuck head

So I’ll just tell you headcanons I think about that stupid white man

Warning some nsfw topics, don’t like don’t read

Leland loves ice cream not just pistachio ice cream, he’s a slut for strawberry and bubble gum

(Like I’ve said before lol) Leland’s more into woman that cop gets more horny and aroused by a woman’s screams , men get him off too but I feel like Leland’s the type of monster to jizz in his pants when he hurts a woman (because he’s awful)

Leland isn’t a romantic…..I mean look at him….

What’s about him screams romance 😭 he reminds of the type of jerk that would show a bit of affection and if you act surprised he’ll never and I mean never do anything nice for you ever again lol

If you were his wife, he would still love you but not in a sweet loving way, more like a your only here for my needs nothing else, would I say coyles the type to cheat…I mean he didn’t kill his wives for a mistress no I think he was juts sick of them because one of Leland’s lines in prime he says killed all his wives because goes berry isn’t a obedient house wife she had her own rules and he hated that butttt, I like to think he’s faithful because when Franco comes along he’s upset that Francos thinks Leland’s stuff his belongs to him And by stuff I mean us, reagents gooseberry and etc

Also love to headcanon that Leland’s into curvy woman because gooseberry and the big grunt woman, he likes woman of all body shapes, he ain’t picky lol, if your his type which I think is every woman in that facility 😭 but I will say this Leland’s a thigh guy, I don’t care he his, he’ll do everything to get a hold of your thighs, he’s gross so he’ll think of even grosser thing to do to your legs

I’m sorry I’m just really bored and saying the things I’ve been wanting to say and honestly hears one for a story I’ve been writing in secret lol

If Leland was a yandere, I don’t think he’d give you a chance to run away from him, if he was a yandere he’d probably cut off your feet so your couldn’t get away from him, lock you in a cell play with you till you either died or murkoff took you away and he’d probably find a new toy to torture.

Leland’s stupid but smart stupid, he’s knows big words and all that smart shizz but he can play dumb and be a real dumbass at times and I love that about him, like I said don’t like it done read lol

Leland’s a crybaby, he cried over stupid things, like when something doesn’t go his way or f he doesn’t get what he wants, he’s a manly man strong and intimidating but he’s pathetic and sad,

I feel like he’s checked a few lockers and got pounced on by a pouncer who he ended up hurting really bad or probably killed it,

Also my favorite headcannons

His fears

In a way I feel like men scare him…..sometimes but once he realizes the power he has over them thanks to murkoff he’s a big strong boy and hurt them all he likes and enjoys

He’s scared of cows…..just a adorable headcannon , he fucked around and found out after a cow bit him so he doesn’t like them, only if there a cheeburger or steak lol

Leland hates water thanks to his battery on his back, he could die at any moment with a puddle of water or that pool in the farewell trial,

Afraid the reagents will get sick of him and end up killing him but he’ll never let that happen he knows they fear him and that makes him horny

I feel like if you was actually given freedom by murkoff….and Coyle liked you, I feel like your spot a cop car with the windows rolled up everywhere you went, feel eyes on you from afar, someone right behind you but when you look no one’s there until one night…he heard the familiar sound of creaking leather and you know that monster found you, then you’d go missing the next day and never be found again because he either kidnapped you and brought you back to murkoff or he ended you

Listen I would’ve written more but I’m honestly getting bored of this game and I do still love it, I love it so much but I’ve honestly gotten bored of countdown, don’t get me wrong the games amazing the new maps are amazing, the characters and gorgeous and perfect besides Franco

But idk maybe I’m just losing interest, but I’ll still try to post and draw Leland for you guys! So I just wanna say that i might need a break from the internet because ugh, idk maybe I’m just getting bored of everything again and get off for a whole month or something again but I’ll try to say I touch if I get asks I’ll try to answer them but idk 😭 just not feeling that excited about outlast as I was before , I mean hyperfixations come and go but I don’t wanna lose this one, I met so much cool and kind people here so yeah maybe I’ll take a break or not I’m not sure but anyways

See you love y’all (platonically)

[whipped-for-kpop-fics]

hi chee!!! it’s jupie ^-^ how about the dialogue prompt “i’ve waited years for this” with ANY member and matching this picture!!!

i can’t wait to see what u come up with!!!!!

Jupie!!! Thanks for coming to play with me, sweetheart!

Idea Generated for my Halloween game; Idea Generator: Halloween Edition.

Mingyu x gender-neutral reader 🕯Warnings; magic curse, mingyu Suffers, mentions of illness, death, injury, minor blood. I think that's it?

Okay, so I'm thinking Mingyu for some reason. I don't know where this is going yet so bear with me lol

But oooh he's cursed, right? Some kind of centuries old curse that has meant he's been stuck living in this creepy little cottage out in the middle of nowhere all because he once broke the heart of a witch

Mingyu can't go futher than the garden of his cottage but the witch at least left him a bunch of seeds and such all those years ago so Mingyu grows his own crops to survive and sometimes wild animals stumble into his garden and traps so he gets meat now and then

Still, he's not exactly healthy or anything but he literally can't die thanks to the curse so the dude's suffering

Anyway, the curse goes that Mingyu will be forced to live his pitiful life until someone breaks his heart as painfully as he broke the witches and shows him how it feels.

Of course, being out in the middle of nowhere, Mingyu so rarely has the chance to interact with another human, let alone fall in love with them and get his heart brutally ripped apart. But he holds out hope because even heartbreak would hurt less than his lonely life where he's constantly on the verge of dying from malnutrition or illness but the curse won't let him so he just suffers in pain.

[Side note; I currently hate myself for making Gyu suffer like this omg]

Then, one day, you turn up knocking on his door in the middle of a storm.

As it turns out, you bought a house on the other side of the woods, a house he didn't even know exists until now. You had been in those woods to explore the land near your new home when the storm hit. Thanks to being so new to the area and vastly underprepared to venture here, you went the wrong direction and exited the trees on the wrong side. Yet you saw the creepy little cottage with an orange glow from firelight and decided it was better than braving the storm.

So Mingyu offers you some of his ratty clothes and ratty blankets to get out of your wet clothes and get warm by the fire.

You notice that his home is very outdated to the degree that there is neither running water or electricity, but you don't comment on it. Even if it's really fucking weird. The kind man let you into his home, gave you clothes and even cooked up a delicious vegetable soup and a strange tea he made with herbs he grows himself, so he can be as eccentric as he likes.

The storm rages until the next evening when you ask if you can stay another night to let the ground dry out. Mingyu agrees easily, both because it's the safest option and well, you're the first human he's seen in years, maybe even over a decade at this point.

Still, the next day you leave, back in your own clothes and tell Mingyu you'll come visit in a few days.

And you do, you return with a box of food in your arms and a duffle bag with brand new blankets and clothes.

You're the first person to show him genuine kindness and actually help him improve his living conditions instead of just turning your nose up at him.

It really doesn't take long for Mingyu to fall head over heels for you.

Over the following weeks, you return almost daily with more supplies to help fix up the house, things Mingyu can't access himself and you never try to push him to leave his garden even when you see the longing in his eyes.

You bring treats from the modern world, show him your phone and camera. There isn't any signal out here despite it being fine at your house, but Mingyu still is enraptured with the magical little device and cries in guilt and sadness when he runs the battery out the first time, scared he had broken your precious item.

Obviously, you're not blind, Mingyu is an unfairly attractive man, especially when his health improves thanks to all the food and vitamins you bring him. Once he's filled out some more and his skin isn't a pale, sickly pallor, you can't help but let your gaze linger and even, dare I say, flirt.

At first, Mingyu excitedly returns all the flirtations. He thinks you're absolutely beautiful and has from the first moment he opened his door and saw you, despite the fact you felt like a drowned rat.

But then one day he looks at the candle on the drawers in his bedroom, the candle that the witch had tied the curse to and the sight of the wax dripping down the side like sand through a timer, counting down the days or hours of his remaining life, well that reminds him that he can't have you even if his heart yearns in a way it never has before.

So Mingyu stops flirting and tries to put some distance between you so that his heart will let you go before you break it. He wants to keep you in his life, he isn't ready to let you go and if that means putting up strick platonic boundaries between you, that's what he'll do.

You notice the change in him but you don't take it to heart, you can see the longing and adoration in his eyes whenever he looks at you so you know that he still wants you.

Months after first meeting, the weather is finally nice enough to spend hours in the garden as Mingyu teaches you about growing various plants.

And well, a garden as big as Mingyu's needs a pool for the weather, right? So you turn up one day while he's still asleep and set up a small pool.

Mingyu almost has a heart attack when he opens the front door a few hours later and finds you in tiny little swimwear lounging in the pool. It takes hours for him to open the door again and then it's only because you're threaten to break it down and he really doesn't want to have to try and fix a broken door.

You're still in the swimsuit as you stroll into his home and Mingyu squeezes his eyes tightly closed while he scrambles to his bedroom to blindly find something to cover you up in.

He doesn't expect to be pushed down onto his bed so his eyes fly open in time to watch your scantily clad body to crawl ontop of his where he lays sideways across his small bed. "Are we going to keep pretending that we both don't want this, Gyu?"

As it turns out, Mingyu is far too weak for you when you so bluntly say you want him.

So falling into his bed together becomes natural after then and Mingyu intimately learns the curves of your body, how to touch you to make you gasp his name and pull him closer desperately.

And he falls in love even more.

For a while, months, Mingyu forgets that he's supposed to be protecting his heart, not filling it with your quirks and handing it to you on a silver platter.

Until the day he remembers.

It's been a year since you first met and Mingyu thought you were happy together.

His little cottage no longer has any holes to bring in rain and wind. It looks better than it ever has all thanks to you. You had even paid the high price to get plumbing installed because you really hated not having a modern toilet or taps whenever you stayed.

Which was often, you perhaps spent more nights in Mingyu's months-new cosy bed than your own. Just so that you can be tucked up in his arms.

But over the months, you've had a few disagreements about Mingyu's refusal to even try to leave his garden. He's never explained his curse to you and makes out that it's more of a fear of the outside world than anything else, and that he's happy here, with you. He doesn't need anything more than this.

But you do.

It all comes to a head one day when you return to Mingyu smelling like another man.

Mingyu has never been insecure exactly but when the person he's in love with smells like that cologne on more than a weekly basis, he loses his cool.

A fight happens and you know it's the final straw. This isn't one of your minor fights where you both manage to keep your cool and take time apart before coming back together to kiss and make up. This is loud and angry and full of a year of pent up anger and frustration at the situation.

And then it happens. Mingyu realises a second before it does, he sees your expression turn, the anger leaves and you just look done. Done with this, done with him.

"No, darling, please-" he tries to stop this before it happens. His heart is already trembling and threaten to crack.

"I can't do this anymore, Gyu. I need someone who will try but you've proven that you're not willing to meet me even part way."

The first crack forms and he gasps, gripping at this t-shirt over his aching chest. A t-shirt you bought him so long ago that he's worn it threadbare. You've tried to get him to throw it out and let you replace it but he refuses. It was the first t-shirt you ever bought him. He can never let it go.

"Please-" he begs, but you shake your head.

"It's too late. Do me a favour and pack up my things. I'll come by in a few days to pick them up."

Just like that, you turn and leave. Turn your back on Mingyu and the home you've spent a year making together.

Centuries of stomach pain from lack of food, or burning lungs from another infection doesn't even compare to the agony of his heart shattering.

Mingyu barely manages to keep his legs under him long enough to stumble into his bedroom.

It's late enough that no light filters in through the open curtains, the moon isn't even in the sky as if she too has turned her back on him.

The only light is of that single green candle Mingyu has never had to light in all these years.

As Mingyu's legs give out under him, sending him to the hard wooden flooring with a thud, the tiny flame flickers.

Mingyu can barely see the candle through the tears blurring his vision but he knows what's coming.

"I've waited years for this," he says, voice thick with tears and barely able to get the words out amongst his sobbing. "I-I thought I wanted this more than anything. But I just want them back."

The flame flickers once more.

Mingyu's breath catches and he can't remember how to level his breathing out, his mind is swimming and growing heavy along with his eyelids.

He curls up as small as he can on the floor with the last of his strength.

The candle dies and Mingyu's world turns black.

Ahahahha why can I never stick to my words? "this game is about coming up with ideas, not writing stories" then this bitch basically writes a whole damn fic. That one really ran away with me.

And guess what? I'm not done.

We're going bonus scene!

It's been a few days since you broke up with Mingyu and left him all alone.

The door isn't locked when you arrive, it never is and you don't think there's even a lock on the old door. You don't even bother knocking and let yourself in.

You're not at all surprised that everything is the same as when you left, your items left around the living room in the places they found a home in over the past year.

When you step into the open doorway of Mingyu's bedroom, you find his cold figure curled up on the floor at the foot of the bed, eyes still staring at the tiny stump of wax and burned out wick lifelessly.

"It sucks huh?" You comment as you walk over to step over his body and crouch down in front of him, resting your folded arms on your knees. "Getting your heart broken so violently."

You reach out to brush a finger over his pale cheek.

"For so long, I wanted this for you, I wanted you to feel even a fraction of the pain you caused me those years ago. I came here a year ago to make it happen. I knew you would've forgotten me, you found it so easy to forget me and replace me with other people back then, I knew you wouldn't recognise me now even if neither of us have changed."

You turn him onto his back carefully and arrange his body into a comfortable position that allows you to cut open his t-shirt and carve symbols into his skin that reflect the ones hidden with magic on your own.

"But I stupidly fell for you all over again even knowing what would happen. I thought that maybe we could remain together anyway. I had no intention of breaking your heart when you finally gave it to me, but I knew it wasn't viable. I'm immortal, Gyu, I can't live forever loving a man trapped to one area. I want to see the world, with you. So I had to break both of our hearts, hopefully for the last time."

You make a cut on your thumb and smear your blood over the fresh, unbleeding wounds on his chest.

"I hope that you'll still love me when you wake, and forgive me. But if not, we have all eternity for me to earn your heart back." You lean down and press your lips to his, a kiss before blowing life into his mouth. "So open your eyes."

Okay I'm done for real now hehe

You can decide what happens between reader and Mingyu from here on out. Does he forgive her? Does he hate her? Who knows? Not me, that's for sure

Thank you so much for sending this prompt in, Jupie! As you can tell, I had a lot of fun coming up with this idea!

If anyone else wants to get involved with my Idea Generator: Halloween Edition game, check out the post here and then send me an ask! I look forward to playing with you

[theanxiousghostartist]

TMAGP (S2!) 31 Reactions and Theories (Spoilers Ahead)

So, I'm going to do this slightly differently than usual. Instead of having my reactions and theories mixed together, I am creating this post ahead of time and using it to live react during the episode. My theories will then go at the bottom of the post. I may include timestamps and or quotes from the transcript but IDK for sure. I'll try to include what's marked off on my bingo card at the end, but I may forget lol.

We are so fucking back /pos

Now, onto the post:

Reactions:

AHHH OMG IT's HAPPENING I'M SO HYPYEDDDD

Wait, it's only a hand? Did my boy escape??? Colin????

Ohh, so Fr3D1 is using him like a battery...

No, keep going Alice, you're right! Yes, you need Lena!!

No, Alice, you're right, you're right...

Oh my god, Colin. They literally split him into his basic elements and then destroyed him omg. That's what the human body is made of...

Chester my boi!

Go Colin!!! You fight that 'puter! With your crowbar!!

Extension Becher??? Was Colin becoming??? .JMJ Error isn't resolved???

Gwen, my girl, you don't sound in charge.

Gwen, no that's actually a really good idea. Time to work together!

Sam my boy!

In the ruins of The London Zone. WTF happened here?

Sam, please don't die....

No, you aren't Celia! You are staying right there with Jack /pos

And Sam will be ok?? That sounds like some guilt right there.

Celia, babes, you're already involved.

Celia, just tell her the truth, please.

Celia, are you going to manipulate Alice now? Celia???

It's tormenting them???

No, Alice that's real, when you can laugh or cry, it's time to laugh.

Wait, Sam and [Error] are in the same universe????

Sam is saving himself by whistling?? Oh this is gonna be interesting.

Georigieeeee!!!

Celia, why are you promising Georigie that this is going to be the last 0 notice call out??? This is only the beginning...

Sam!! Let the man have his lawyer!!!

GEORGIE IS THE CAPTIN???? IS THIS TMA-VERSE????

Please put the man on a drip, he needs it.

They named the vehicle Gertrude?? After Gertrude Robinson??

Cultist as the the Dark and Desolation cults?? Wooden doll as in the Stranger???

Kafka???

Yes, please tell them what is going on Celia!

No... Celia, you have to tell them how you REALLY know...

Another smart move, let's go Gwen! Let's NOT visit Hilltop Centre for a while...

Keeping the investigation off the books would actually be helpful here, especially because the higher ups are very suspicious.

Of course you don't Gwen...

They were in the Eye domain...

Yay! The team is staying together!

Warden Heidi??? Oh shit, they're dead aren't they...

Oh shit, this IS TMA verse isn't it?

The EYEpocolapse!

So the cameras and tape recorders were transformed by the Eye and Web?

The eye domain basically became a Hunger Games sort of thing then...

So part of the Fears stayed behind? Annabelle's plan failed to some degree? Does that mean Jon died for nothing?

Damn, their last words were badass.

I wonder what got to Dave....

What do you mean it just ends??????????

Theories:

Ok, so first off, Heidi's statement basically confirmed that this is TMA!verse. Georgie is running some sort of military/police force type thing to keep the remnants of the Fears contained in what used to be London, which would make sense as the Institute and Jonah were stationed there, so it got the most Fear activity. This leads to more questions: Where are Basira and Melonie? What happened to Martin? What about avatars like the Fairchilds or the Lukases?

This is just an offhanded remark but: Is Fr3D1 the one preventing them from quitting, if they are indeed going to be prevented from doing so? Basically, could it hold them hostage?

On the transcripts, Fr3D1 has become Freddie, so maybe it's Becoming more human. Perhaps the tear won't require more sacrifices, but Freddie will. We don't know what happened to the 'elements' of Colin. If we follow the laws of physics, then mass cannot be created nor destroyed, so did Freddie absorb it? It would be amazingly scary if it slowly built a body from the flesh of others and wires made out of bones, Becoming an Avatar.

Also, .JMJ Error was not resolved, so maybe Jon, Jonah, and Martin aren't supposed to be there, and Freddie is trying to get them out. Maybe it is building a body (or bodies) for them. I would also like to note that Chester (Jon) read out everything for the system, which does back up the theory that Chester is Jon because he was the closest connected to the Eye when the Fears left, therefore, he would be most intertwined with the knowledge of the computer system.

Bingo Card Update:

I'm waiting to cross off tape recorders until we see more of them. Same with the Dyhard bonding time.

I'm also going to wait to see if Colin is actually IN the computer, as I was thinking we would hear his voice. The photocopying thing could count, but I'm going to hold off until we get more information on him.