#object invasion cup

[maxphilippa]

in rapid eye moves.

i fell right back at you.

redraw/interpretation of one of the scenes from object invasion's scrapped episode 9! + it's lasso art.

Art tags:

@salachy-part-two @facelessthefreak @knightobreath @peppermintz-25 @ch0cocrave and i can't remember who else sorry-

[cellclothism]

objectober day 2 ! sorry this isnt an actual thing im busy w school stuff today so this is all i can do lol

[inanimationinsanitation]

Object Invasion Thoughts - Spoilers!

asdghjkloi why does he look like that?!?

also, love the change in coffees and phones dynamic, they are not friends anymore

some smaller changes i appreciate are cups and jellybeans changes in personality

i dont know how much will be carried over from the old season, but cup seems more like a guy who would do graffiti this time around, and jellybean acts very happy and over the top, as if she was overcompensating her personality i do hope she gets more gradual redemption this time around, maybe more of her time with the mace guy is shown

button and notebook paper <3 anxious lad and his emotional support cartoon character

the fucking cybertruck asdztrutj of course he would what a loser

i cant believe oj wont be the first boot of the season anymore it fit him soo good </3 i voted for lamp, not necessarily bcs i dont want to see more of him but i do want to see more of the others more my other options wouldve been slingshot and cakey, but i really like cakey and i liked what window and slingshot had going on in the old series so... lamp has to go sorry

[noxcheshire]

We do not see enough of de-aged Danny being adopted outside of Bruce and Jason, and maybe like, a small handful of Dick and one Cass.

But I have not seen enough Tim Drake.

LET THAT BOY BE A PARENT.

Let Danny crawl up a roof, through alleys, and under shadows because he wants to either help himself when he returned to his correct age by copying their moves, or just because they are a little cool. Let baby Danny be found by Red Robin who immediately does a full 180 back over to land in front of a little toddler wearing an astronaut onesie.

A little toddler trying to squirrel his way through the roofs opening to escape and failing.

Let Red Robin feel the tilting reality of baby Danny willing to fight him and lying to his face even while trying to whisk away with some stray bat-weapons that have been left all around Gotham.

Let Tim Drake have a small handful of Amity Park feral clawing up his suit, demanding to be held because Tim doesn’t treat him like an idiot, but a very smart toddler that wants attention.

Let Tim Drake have a baby Danny that will try to fly away so he always must wear a baby leash, floating around Tim’s head like a living balloon. If he phases through, aunties and uncles YJ will also be there to catch the stray baby playing at a dog having escaped the house.

Let Tim Drake buy baby clothes and sew in various trackers with Danny eating his way through a messy apple sauce cup, ignoring the invasion of privacy because he is so used to Jazz having done the same thing when he was originally a baby the first go around.

Let Tim Drake accept the glowing greens that seep out from Danny’s fingers because that power is too much for his little body to handle. Accepting, even when the green begins to fade into walls, and objects, clothes, and skin.

[mariasont]

Hello baby borl can you write a spencer reid x reader where they are kind of awkward but they still are relatively outgoing but they never EVER make the first move so they just vaguely flirt with him but very awkwardly like... maybe they have an obscure favorite animal and they tell him about it and then they compare him to it and its funny bc its like.. a slug or a spider (an animal that many ppl dont like and dont find attractive)

Arachnophobia - S.R

a/n: i dont know if baby borl was a misspelling or not but i am obsessed with it and i will now be referring to everyone as that from this point forward

ALSO thank you so much for the request i <3 an awkward reader truly

masterlist

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pairings: spencer reid x reader

warnings: spider! ah!, reader climbing on a chair like that's a little dramatic if you ask me, spencer being a little shit, fluffy fluff, cuties being awkward, comparing spencer to a female spider!

wc: 0.9k

"Oh my god!"

You didn't mean for your scream to be as loud as it was, it was more instinctive than anything, not having enough time to stifle it as you hopped upon the closest desk chair. Unfortunately for you, that chair happened to belong to the object of your affection—Spencer Reid, resident boy genius and pretty boy.

Pretty boy was the understatement of the century. He was the embodiment of aesthetic perfection in your eyes, a vision of loveliness that seemed almost otherworldly.

But that all receded to the edges of your brain, your gaze laser focused on the teeny tiny crawler scuttling across the carpeted floor beneath you.

"Is there a reason you're standing on my chair?"

Spencer's eyes were trained on your shoes, a frown forming as he undoubtedly considered the microbial invasion spreading from your soles to his well-maintained seat.

You couldn't say anything, mouth snapped shut as you just pointed to the hairy thing. He quirked an eyebrow, following your gesture before a soft chuckle escaped him, head shaking in the process.

You narrowed your eyes, not finding the same humor in the situation as he was. "Spencer, it's not funny. Get it please?"

"Well since you asked so nicely." He moved towards a box of tissues on his desk. But you grasped his wrist to stop him, your balance faltering, and a tiny squeal escaped you as you teetered on the edge of the chair.

His hold on your hip was immediate, the closest thing in order to stabilize you is how you rationalized it, saving you from an imminent face-to-floor meeting.

"Sorry," you said sheepishly, a low buzz spreading from your head to the spot where his hand enclosed around. "Don't kill it."

He gave you a pointed look, but then grabbed a plastic cup by the water cooler. You missed his hands on you the second he was gone.

He crouched down to where the spider was crawling around, carefully shoveling it into the cup.

"Don't hurt its legs!"

"I feel like there is a lot of protesting coming from someone who can't even put their feet on the ground right now."

That shut you up. A soft pout found its way to your lips as you folded your arms defensively. His smirk grew at the sight, and you couldn't stop the delightful warmth that bubbled up inside your chest, sticky and potent.

"Once the spider is at a safe distance then I'll come down," you said with a shrug.

He expertly secured the paper over the clear cup's mouth, trapping the spider inside. "All clear."

You watched his hands warily, your lips forming a tight line as you stayed put, eliciting an exasperated eye roll from him. 

"It's not going to hurt you."

"You don't know that."

He angled the cup towards the light, inspecting the bug with a squint. 

"It's unlikely you'll ever be bitten by a spider. They aren't interested in humans. They don't seek us out like mosquitoes or ticks do." He moved the cup in your direction. "This is just a common house spider, known scientifically as Parasteatoda tepidariorum. Completely harmless."

"It doesn't look completely harmless to me," you countered, wrinkling your nose and leaning back.

You almost lost your balance. Again. His hands found your waist. Again.

"How about you come down now?"

"Right, sorry I know you're probably freaking out about my outdoor shoes on your chair."

His hand moved to grab yours as you stepped down. "I'm more concerned about the potential of you cracking your skull."

You beamed, a wide smile lighting up your features as you planted your feet firmly on the carpet. "Eh, I'm pretty much indestructible."

"Tell that to the spider."

You tried to glare at him, but you were sure it came off softer around than edges than you intended, because you weren't really annoyed. Spencer's ease in teasing you was a recent development, it had taken ages to get to this point. The roles used to be reserved, but then you fell in love with him, and now every word you spoke had been nothing but overthought and stiff.

"He is a little cute actually." You stepped closer, gingerly at that, maintaining a safe distance just in case Spencer decided to pull any funny business.

"Well, he's a she."

"Oh, how impolite of me," you said, as you crouched down to bring yourself face-to-face with the spider.

"Interestingly, the female common house spiders are known for its problem-solving abilities when capturing prey. If the first attempt doesn't work, it will try different strategies, which shows a level of adaptability and intelligence."

"Awh, she's kind of like you, isn't she?"

You wanted to slap a hand over your face. You sounded like an idiot. His eyes narrowed, and then that charming little smile broke through, a little uneven, making him all the more appealing.

"That feels offensive."

You couldn't help but laugh, your eyes crinkling in response. "It's not, I swear, that was supposed to be a compliment."

"I'd be careful with those compliments, wouldn't want to inflate my ego too much."

Maybe tomorrow you'd tell him how you feel. Probably not.

taglist: @hotchhner @khxna

[wolverineluvr]

(This is in response to an ask but I accidentally deleted it, so, whoever that was, here it is!<3)

You won't leave me.

Content Warning ⛈️: Suicide, attempted suicide, mentions of making reader limbless, kidnapping, nonconsensual nonsexual touching and kissing, suggestive thoughts and thoughts of r4pe! Reader uses she/her pronouns. Ft. Yandere Xiao, Scaramouche, Venti and Kazuha x reader!

So, just dark content! If you don't like it or can't handle it, please, just leave. If that sounds rude I apologize but don't read something you might not be able to handle! ♡

Summary🔎: They're finally leaving you alone for a little while, maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to escape?

Part 1

I don't condone these actions. If you are having thoughts about taking advantage of someone, do not do it and get help.

If you have thoughts about hurting yourself or commiting suicide, know that you aren't alone and please try to reach out for help.

Words: 1k!

Estimated read time: 5 minutes!

You hate it here. You can't even cry, when you do, you get coddled or yelled at. You haven't been left alone for a year. Showers, going to the bathroom, sleeping, eating, everything! You don't want to feel anymore. Everything hurts. You're so tired of it all. But, finally, you have some alone time. "I will miss you, Dove, but I don't have a choice! Xiao will be back quickly, alright? So you won't be alone!" Venti coos as he holds your cheek. When they leave, and come back, they always hold onto you so much. It's so horrible. You miss your friends.. You know not all of them are still alive. Some of them have even been killed right in front of you as a punishment for acting out! Just a little protest!

You nod in response to Venti, forcing back the tears that threaten to spill except, for the first time in a long time, they're tears of joy. You quickly snap out of it, though. "Oh, poor Dove! Don't cry my love," Venti says, reaching to cup your cheek. You didn't even realize you were crying. But you play along with Venti, you have to, or there's a chance he won't leave. "I'll just miss you so much!" You say, internally cringing as you force yourself to hug Venti. You make yourself cry harder, thinking of everyone you've ever cared about dead. It works. "Don't worry, my love, I'll be back soon enough!" Venti coos, as a grin breaks out on his youthful face. You know he doesn't really believe you. Venti pats and rubs your back, kissing your forehead before lifting your face up to his, pressing his lips to yours. Kissing you.

You want to scream, to tell him to stop, to leave you alone! But you just comply, kissing Venti back as you cry a little more. The kiss is vulnerable, soft, in Venti's mind at least. To you, it's invasive, predatory, disgusting. You hate it. You hate him. Venti breaks the kiss. "Buh bye my love! Don't do anything stupid, alright?" Venti smiles, petting your hair. You nod, looking at him as he kisses your cheek and walks out of the door, unlocking the many locks before leaving the house and relocking all of them. You're sure there are more locks outside. You breathe out a sigh of relief and joy, a grin breaking out on your face, one that you were holding back before.

You laugh to yourself, you probably look so stupid, don't you? You wipe your tears. They've proofed the house so you can't hurt yourself without it being painful, and they know knew that you couldn't do that, you're you were scared of pain. So it's picture frames after picture frames of them and you, no knives or sharp objects, no weapons, plastic baby utensils, baby cups, etc. It's so dehumanizing. But, not anymore.

You break everything you can in the house. One last picture frame stares at you. It's a picture of you, Xiao, Kazuha, Venti and Scaramouche. Although Scaramouche and Xiao didn't really want to be in the picturenot rlly w Xiao. You rip it off of the wall, throwing it against the ground like you've done all the others. Yeah, maybe that's wasted time. But you wanna get back at them. At least a little.

Route 1

(I have never attempted to hurt myself in such extreme, so forgive me if I don't write it correctly)

You pick up a shard of broken glass, you tightly grip the glass, causing yourself to bleed as the glass cuts into your palm. You wince. You press the glass to your wrist. But, you hesitate. You don't want it to hurt. But this is the only way to escape. But you don't want to die. You press the glass against your wrist, cutting into it. You wince, tears start to stream down your face again. It hurts. You take the glass from your wrist and wince as the cold air reaches the wound on your wrist. You move the glass down, cutting into it again, this time, lower. You continue to cut, until you feel dizzy from blood loss. You pass out.

You...

☆ bled out! ☆

Route 2

You pick up a shard of broken glass, you tightly grip the glass, causing yourself to bleed as the glass cuts into your palm. You wince. You press the glass to your wrist. But, you hesitate. You don't want it to hurt. But this is the only way to escape. But you don't want to die. You press the glass against your wrist, cutting into it. You wince, tears start to stream down your face again. It hurts.

Suddenly, the door is broken open. It's Xiao. "What is it you think you're doing!?" Xiao yells, quickly at your side and puting pressure on your wrist wound. He flings the shard of glass out of your hand, it shatters on impact against the wall. You struggle to get away from Xiao, trying to move back as you sob. "No! Stop! Let go of me!" You yell, but Xiao grabs you by the back of your neck, stepping over the shattered glass and various other objects, and he brings you to the bathroom.

Xiao starts to bandage and patch up your wrist. You didn't cut too deep, you were scared after all. Xiao softens. "Come on." Xiao grunts, lifting you up and bringing you to the bedroom as you sob and plead. Normally, the ones with the worst punishments are Venti or Scaramouche, and sometimes Xiao. So that's what you assume is going to happen. "Shut up. I'm not going to hurt you." Xiao says, laying you down on the bed and laying beside you. He hugs you close to him. He's glad he got here before you did anything more. But he's angry. Angry that you tried to leave him.

Maybe he'll cut off your arms or legs so you can't run or do anything without him. Just a compliant little bird. He would feed you, bathe you, have you drink things, have you be absolutely unable to do anything as he slots himself in between your thighs(that's where your legs would end, just above your knees), sinking himself inside of you inch by inch-

"Xiao..?" You tiredly whisper, snapping himself out of his thoughts. "Yes?" Xiao says, sharply. "I-I'm sorry..." You murmur, barely awake. Xiao curtly nods in response. Xiao feels you cry as you start to fall asleep. It's been a few minutes, probably around ten or twenty. Huh. Guess he just lost track of time.

You fall asleep. When you wake, Scaramouche is yelling at Venti. "Why did you leave her alone!? You stupid archon!" Scaramouche yells, glaring at Venti. "Says the puppet." Venti snaps, glaring back. Kazuha is cooing to you, realizing you've woken. You're laying in-between his legs, your back against his stomach.

You...

☆ Survived without a punishment! ☆

[spacexseven]

tuna I'm about to go to bed but consider. demon au fyodor. hangs around you for no discernable reason. gives you terrible nightmares for fun (and later pleasant dreams as he starts to like you more, so he can see you smile when he watches you sleep). keeps wanting to play with your computer. ooo maybe he could possess your phone or something, so you can go out like normal but he'll Always Be There! Watching!

do u think gogol and sigma would be fellow demons or fyodor cultists

- 🩹

demon fyodor is a tech genius you heard it from us first! also also i like the idea of gogol and sigma being demons but like fyodor's little helpers mayb...ill think about it

cw: yandere character, stalking, invasion of privacy, hacking?, sleep deprivation, paranoia,

unlike dazai and chuuya, who came to stay with you because they have no choice, fyodor's just there because...he wants to. he hates humans but loves tormenting them, loves watching them lose their mind from weeks of sleepless nights and constant paranoia, loves watching them stare at him when he finally comes to claim his prize (their tortured souls), and loves the many fantastic emotions they show him. he's definitely a lot more...evil as compared to the other demons you may have met.

so you start off as his latest prey. maybe he saw you strolling past, maybe he just happened to land at your doorstep, but whatever cruel twist of fate brought him there, it sealed your life forever. you're just as entertaining as he'd hoped; he watches you 'patrol' your room with your phone flashlight and a useless object in hand, delights in the way you jump and knock over your water when he blows into your ear randomly, and most of all, he adores the fearful expressions you show when he's consuming you in your nightmares (literally).

while you're suffering from a lack of sleep and spending more time outside your home, fyodor puts his knowledge to good use and looks around your devices. he's become used to how they work after studying them for so long, and is able to easily infiltrate your computer and later your phone. (it's terribly funny to see you search up all sorts of outlandish things as a way to explain the horrors happening to you)

but you're persevering, to his surprise. and perhaps, that's what ultimately saves you.

though you're thoroughly sleep-deprived and trembling, you still go on with your life. you go to work, continue with your hobbies (even if the shaking hands and jumpiness doesn't help much), and try to keep up the image of a stable life. sure, you don't talk to people much anymore, and you need to try out new things every night that promise you a well-needed rest, but for the most part, you're trying.

this would be his favorite part, usually. completely destroying whatever will was left in you, watching you become a shell of who you were, but things were different this time. he's not sure what brought upon the sudden change, but he stops interrupting your sleep for just one night; and the soft smile that stays on your face the whole time mesmerizes him.

fyodor has seen his share of beautiful sights, but you stood out amongst them all. when he saw you whistling while making breakfast, the lost sparkle in your eye returning, when you look happy to return home after a hectic day for the first time in weeks, and when you're singing while cleaning up, the radiant joy almost blinding—that's when he knows what he really wants to see from you.

and when he takes a liking to you, no matter how twisted it was, he takes it to an extreme. he wants to be the sole decider on whether you'd be having a good day or not, so eliminating any influences in your life comes first. it wouldn't be fair if all his hard work was ruined because a friend buys you a cup of coffee or you're let out early by a superior who thinks you look too tired, right?

fyodor doesn't stop his torment; not immediately. he lets you bask in the joy of going about a day unbothered and feeling free, and then immediately snaps his jaws down on you to visit you in your dreams and frighten you. he loves watching all of you; scared, happy, carefree, stressed—but now, he can't help but be curious. what face would you show when he reveals himself to you? he's hoping it would be anger; a deep, violent, rage. something he hadn't quite had the honor of seeing from you yet.

there was only one way to find out...

[image-thot]

Transformers Cyberverse Yandere Headcanons 

It’s back again! What's that yandere! It has been a hot minute since I’ve done a headcanon, so bear with me. What type of yandere are: Shockwave, Soundwave, Bumblebee, Preceptor

Shockwave

Type: Possession Yandere 

Shockwave never liked to share his toys, only doing so if it helped the Decepticon cause.

He was also voted the most likely Decepticon to date his work over a hot bot

So it shouldn't surprise anyone that when he did find someone he took interest in, he’d want to keep them all to himself.

After all, you were his and anything he didn't deem necessary for the cause should stay in the safety of his lab right? All for his personal use.

He does find the emotions towards you illogical, to be so heavily invested in one being without a clear gain is illogical. 

The first logical to do is thing is to study you and he is not one to be discrete about it. From staring at you for long periods of time to directly asking you very personal questions.

When the questions do stop, you should start to be concerned.

It's a warning that he’s about to start experimenting on you. 

Luckily it’s not going to be fatal, as his main objective is to understand you. Like all his experiments and inventions, he needs to know what makes you tick and the best ways that you can be applied. 

This starts out as just ordinary vital taking but will progressively get more invasive the more he wants to know and yes it gets sexual very quickly. Unfortunately, he’s going to want to cut you open at some point to take a good look inside your inner workings, but don’t worry he’ll put you back together perfectly.

Don’t get the wrong idea though, he’s not above hurting you. 

If you so happen to not want to be his little experiment, he isn’t above training you through punishment. 

Don’t want to sit still while he pokes and prods you? That's fine he’ll just strap you down and leave you there for a day maybe two. Have a habit of wandering away? He’ll take a leg or two, but down worry, after he finishes studying them he’ll give them back maybe even build you some better ones if you behave.

Even though he can be very extreme in his actions, he still in a twisted way cares for you and won’t push you too far unless he knows you can take it.

Soundwave

Type: Overprotective Yandere 

Soundwave has always been very protective of the things he cares about, laserbeak and the Decepticon cause both of which he would and has killed for.

He’s not the type to just hand out such loyalty to anyone, so you have to be something special to gain his attention.

But once you have gained it you have it for life.

There's almost nothing he would not do for you especially if it is to keep you safe and by his side.

He'll know everything about you, even the things you’ve never told a soul. After all what good would it do either of you if he couldn’t plan for everything and anything? 

At first its starts with missions, they are the only danger you’d face and often he’d be going on them as well. It just makes sense and for a while, it’s enough to satisfy his need to protect you.

It's not enough, soon he’s found ways of working with you outside of missions. Even if it’s not technically dangerous, it’s almost certain that other Decepticons would not treat you well if he’s not there.

Pretty soon he can be found with you at any time. From missions to grabbing a cup of energon with you, you can be sure he’s always in the same room as you.

You could consider him a friend, a close one dare you say. So far what he’s done isn’t anything that would have you too concerned, he could be seen as somewhat over-eager to be friends. Unless you have reservations about being constantly around your boss 24/7.

If you aren't eager to be around him he will pull rank. It's not "trying to be friends" Soundwave, it's chief communications officer joint second-in-command Soundwave and he doesn't play around. 

He's going to make you listen to him.

He would never purposefully hurt you or put you in mortal danger but he's not above putting obstacles in your path. 

He'd make any time you don't spend with him a nightmare. Endless paperwork and inconveniences would be thrown your way and by a totally "random" coincidence would disappear as soon as Soundwave offers to help and you reluctantly accept 

If you do happen to be someone who “wanders” from him and his care, he's not going to be above locking you away. You are either put on base confinement or he will lock in chains, neither is what he wants but for your protection, he will do it.

If you happen to be a minicon or human, saying he’ll keep you close is an understatement. He'll use your small size as an excuse to keep you in his dock, it’s safe, warm and he can keep an eye on you at all times.

Everything he does is what he believes is in your best interest and make no mistake if it’s not done his way it’s not done at all.

Bumblebee

Type: Clingy Yandere 

If you asked anyone to describe Bee it could be summed up as nosey.

He has a need to be involved in almost anything remotely involving his friends.

It won't take much for him to get attached to you, complementing him, laughing at his jokes or even agreeing with him on a controversial point he tries to make to the other Autobots are all seemingly innocent ways to get on his radar.

When he does take interest in you, expect his over-eagerness to intensify by 200%.

You might see him as that pushy friend who always texts you still wanting to hang out, regardless of if you’ve just spent hours together.

If he isn’t able to be with you, expect him to be moping on his mission or complaining. As soon as he has an opportunity to get to you expect him to take it.

He wants to be with you 24/7 even if it is inappropriate of him, he will not care or more accurately he will not realise.

If you happen to not like your personal space and alone time violated expect him to try every trick in the book to guilt trip you into going against your needs.

If you do stand your ground, he’s going to get creative and not in a good way. He’ll start off by just following you around and hoping you don’t catch him, this isn’t enough to satisfy his need though. Breaking into your room after you’ve gone to sleep is the next natural step for him.

If you do brush him off for another friend expect that they’ll quickly either disappear or start to avoid you. He isn’t going to be above threatening, blackmailing and on the rare occasion killing to get people from distracting you from him

Due to his need to be with you 24/7, he sees no reason why he can’t be your partner. After all, you spend so much time together it's only natural that you two pursue a relationship.

If you don’t have romantic feelings for him, he respects that and isn’t going to force you into anything. Being around you 24/7 as a friend is enough to satisfy him.

He might even go as far as to be your wingman, carefully selecting a partner for you that won't cause him or you any trouble

But don’t be fooled he sees absolutely no reason to not be present at all times in your relationship. He doesn’t want anyone taking you away from him. If you or your partner have a problem with him being the constant third wheel, expect that relationship to end very quickly.

He’s basically a big metal dog with over-attachment issues.

Preceptor

Type: Manipulative Yandere 

He treats you how he’d treat other experiments, controlled.

He’s the least likely to appear that he’s actually interested in you in front of others and can come off as a bit of an unfiltered asshole. Even if what he says is technically true most people have common decency.

He’ll constantly question mistakes you make in front of others, no matter how little or how accidental they are.

It honestly is a mystery as to why he took interest in you, maybe you present an ingenious idea, or maybe you happened to get interested in a passion project of his. Or maybe he just liked the look of your frame.

Like anything, he does his research on you and he is thorough. From your first steps all the way to your deepest darkest secrets, he’s learnt it all. 

Yes he did set up some hidden cameras in your room, after all, he needs to be able to monitor the progress he makes with you.

Don’t expect him to change how he treats you in front of others, much. Of course, he’ll still point out your flaws in work and your personal life but only he can do that. Even if something he’s said leads to you being harassed by others, he’s not too far behind to give them a stern talk as to why they are inferior or just downright worse than you.

In private he almost does a 180.

When it first happens you'd almost think that you'd died in a horrible accident.

He rarely ever criticizes you in private. If he does, it’s never blunt and always followed with a helpful suggestion" that may not be the best but if you try x the outcome should be favourable for you."

He's not praising every little thing you do but it makes a noticeable difference. It might even make you look forward to working with or seeing him.

Which would go exactly to his plan.

Eventually, he'll try to act less like more of a "normal cybertronian" instead of his usual science-centric self, you might even think you've started to rub off on him. possibly going as far as to say you've changed him for the better.

It won't last though, he'll wait for the perfect situation to reverse his behaviour. 

It wouldn't be a small issue, but not something major either. He'd choose something that you'd do every once in a while, maybe it's over something you think is a kind gesture like bringing him a morning cup of energon at the bringing of work.

Regardless of what he chooses, it would naturally be perceived as a kind gesture and you'd usually never ask someone before doing it. But given Perceptor's unique personality and behaviour it would be easy to assume that such a gesture could be considered annoying or rude to him.

He would naturally forgive you, not too quickly but not too slow as to completely lose the relationship he’s built.

He’ll eventually move on to slowly removing any outside relationship you have with others. He has several different methods to use the most effective being rumours and subtle interference with your work. That important work project that you had to show your boss? Somehow it’s missing several key details. 

His end goal is to have you wanting his approval, needing his presence almost constantly and willing to do anything for it.

[bitchyfoxymama]

Save me - Brahms Heelshire x F!Reader

Warnings: home invasion, non con grabbing, non sexy time chocking, knife at throat.

*

It’s a stormy night, you were sitting on the couch in front of the fire. A book in your hand and a blanket thrown over your lap. You had just put Brahms the doll to bed an hour ago. This job was an easy gig, watch after a doll, no biggie. Or so you thought, you had heard the small creaks and noises from the walls but you assume it's a small mouse or even the fact that it's just an old house and it's making noise as it settles. 

Another loud lighting strike eliminates the room you're in but it also cancels out the noise of glass breaking in the kitchen. You notice that your tea cup is empty so you close your book and head to the kitchen. 

You begin filling your cup when you hear drawers opening in the main hall and things being tossed. 

You grab a kitchen knife and go to investigate. You know you shouldn't, you should call the police but the hillshires' estate was far from the village and it would take the police quite a while to arrive.  

You hold the handle of the knife tightly as you round the corner. 

"H-hey! You can't be here!" You try to act tough but the fear is evident in your voice. 

The stranger drops the elegant pearls that were left in the drawer. He steps closer to you, you take a step back. 

"What are you going to do? I'm much bigger than you. There isn't anywhere for you to run little rabbit, that I wouldn't be able to find you. I've staked this place out for weeks, I know it's just you in this big house," he smirks and makes a sudden motion towards you. You jump causing you to drop the knife and take off running. "Oh how fun little rabbit! Let the chase begin!" 

You run up the stairs but hear the stranger's footsteps right behind you. You trip on the rug when you make it up the stairs. 

"Fuck!" You moan in pain. 

"Oh little rabbit, you've made it so easy to catch you," the stranger says as he stalks towards you. You turn onto your back just as he stands above you, you kick him in the crotch and make your way back down the stairs before he can get back up. 

You try and find your dropped only to realize he's taken it. 

You run to one of the many wardrobes on the first floor. You hold your breath as the stranger nears your hiding spot. 

"Come out, come out wherever you are little rabbit," the stranger taunts you as he stops just in front of you. You can see him throw a crack in the doors. 

"Found you little rabbit," he says in a calm voice, before yanking the doors open and pulling you out. He slams you against the wall hard causing your vision to become blurry. 

"N-no, no, no please! Please don't hurt me," you lip wobbles. 

The stranger clicks his tongue, "Oh little rabbit, but I want to, really really badly," he runs the knife down your cheek, the sting of the sharp object slicing through your cheek. The scent of coppery blood reaches your nose, tears falling from your eyes as you realize you might actually die. 

"No please I have to take care or brahms, he needs me please!" You scream out, you didn't want to die, you hope telling him that you have someone you are responsible for would help reach some part in the stranger that currently has you at knife point. 

A loud crash pulls you both out of the little moment you have. Out comes a behemoth of a man, covered in dirt and cobwebs. He lets out a deep growl. 

You notice the mask first, it's an exact replica to the face of the doll you look after. 

"B-brahms?" You stutter out causing him to tilt his head to the side, "help," you squeaked out as the stranger wrapped a hand around your throat. 

"Who the fuck are you?" The stranger is angered by a new player in his game of cat and mouse with you. He releases your neck and stalks towards Brahms. He takes a strike but brahms dodges grabbing the stranger's hand crushing it in his bigger one. 

The stranger moans in pain as Brahms takes his head into his hands and slams his head into the nearby wall. the crunch of his crushed skull making you close your eyes and cover your ears. 

The behemoth of a man drops the stranger's body and begins to stalk towards you. You crawl back on your hands as you try to get away but do you really want to get away? He just saved you. 

"You've been alive this whole time? And living in the walls?" You stop moving and instead choose to stand up, "the-the rules to play music loud and leave out food was for you?" He shook his head yes in response, "and you just saved me right now? Thank you," you rush at him, eloping him into a tight hug, he hesitates before reciprocating the affection. He touch starved, you can tell by the way he holds you tighter and brushes his masked face against the nape of your neck. 

You found comfort in his scent, woody musk. You breathe in deeply, calming down from your near death. 

"Thank you for saving me." 

*

A/n: ahhh finally a slasher fic hehehe for my fav wall gremlin

[loonybun]

TRICK OR TREAT!!!!!!!!

HII!! take a fun au drabble!! this one’s from my starkiller au which is like if a band au went terribly terribly wrong. gonna give the specific drabble a cheesy name because i might write more w this au in the future heehee

Starkiller: That’s just showbiz.

contains: betrayal, invasion of personal space/intimate creepy whumper, implied past major character death, grief of that death, implied substance abuse (specifically alcoholism in this but there’s definitely more), as well as implied enabling/taking advantage of said abuse (non-sexual), panic attack, violence/assault with a weapon, drugging, and manhandling.

fun for the whole family!

also barely edited like my other halloween drabbles are and will be. just ignore that part.

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Gig after gig, afterparty after afterparty, blackout after blackout, everything was beginning to blend together into a mess of a loop.

Koi’s head was pounding when he blinked his eyes, trying to register the dark room around him. The effects of a massive hangover made his head swim as he tried to piece together what had happened the previous night. Obviously, he’d pushed his limits again. Dealing with all of the lights and people was too difficult to do sober, anyways. It had been fun when it was once or twice a week, but now it was just another part of an already exhausting routine.

Things weren’t the same. It would never be the same.

Practice, write, party, perform. That’s all they could do, right? They had to put themselves out there somehow. If that meant letting his manager show him off to someone at a shitty party, then so be it.

He couldn’t let this be for nothing.

Someone else stirred next to him, bringing his focus back to his surroundings. Shoot. Vian probably had to drive him again. It had become a bit of a recurring theme on these kinds of nights. Can’t exactly be trusted to find your own room when you can barely even find the doorknob.

Still, normally he would be on the couch. This was… New.

The digital clock on Vian’s dresser showed that the time was around 4 AM. Not exactly the most ideal time to get up, but his throat felt as dry as sandpaper. He slowly pulled off the covers and got out of bed, trying to squint in the darkness. Unfortunately, he had no idea where his manager had set his stuff down, so using the flashlight on his phone wasn’t much of an option.

After a bit of stumbling around, he eventually found the door, slipping out of the room and down the stairs. The kitchen was a decent step up from his, nice and open to the living room. Moonlight leaked through the grayish-blue curtains, helping him navigate the actual light switch. The brightness caused his migraine to flare up. It took him a moment to readjust to the light, even if it made the nerves in his eyes feel like they were being pressed right up against his skull.

Where did he keep his cups again? Koi opened a cabinet, groaning when he was greeted with nothing but bowls and plates. Then the next, and then another. Eventually, he found one filled with mugs and figured that was good enough.

As he took it out of the cabinet, he noticed something reflective a bit deeper in. After a moment of consideration, he succumbed to curiosity and pulled the object out.

He stared at the familiar pair of glasses in his hand.

His palms turned clammy, knees going weak. He had to set the mug down just to make sure he didn’t drop it.

The world around him seemed to fade entirely, everything turning into a dizzy blur. The deafening silence quickly became occupied by his own heartbeat, going faster and faster by the second.

He couldn’t bring himself down. His head was reeling with all sorts of possibilities, scrambling for some desperate explanation. Trying to prove the innocence of a man he already knew was guilty. He’d already begun stringing the extra bits of context into place–

He’d gone to him for comfort. He’d confided in him. Broken down completely.

The all too obvious possibility that the same person he’s trusted and the reason for his misery were one in the same was too painful to handle. That just couldn’t be right. It didn’t make sense.

(Yes it did. It did and that made it worse.)

“Oh.” His stream of thoughts was broken by a sickeningly recognizable voice. He hated how normal it sounded, how accustomed he was to it. It didn’t sound like the voice of a monster. “I thought you might be down here. Not sleeping well?”

He had to bite his trembling lip to keep his mouth shut. Instead of screaming accusations, he slowly shook his head.

Vian’s eyes moved down towards the glasses in his hands, his expression still neutral. “...I figured. I really thought you’d had enough alcohol to knock you out for the night. An oversight on my part. I would have put you on the couch if I’d known.” His tone was so casual. Completely unbothered by the horror of the man in front of him.

“Speaking of oversights, God, I really just stuck that in there? That’s funny, isn’t it? I must have planned to take care of it eventually, just got a bit caught up in everything else.”

“What–” Koi choked on his words, forcing himself to swallow the bile in his throat. “What the fuck did you do?”

Vian clicked his tongue. “Don’t give me that. You can go check if you’d like. I’m sure she’d love to see you.” his eyes glanced over to the basement door.

He’d barely even finished speaking by the time Koi had dashed down the steps, entering the large, dark room. The floor was covered entirely in tarps, coating every inch of the freezing concrete.

…It was empty. Not so much as a fucking hair.

The only evidence that had even suggested what had taken place was a dark, dry stain on the plastic.

(This was it. She was gone. She was gone and he couldn’t even–)

The blunt end of a hammer slammed into his back, sending him gasping to the hard floor.

“P-Plea-”

Vian knelt beside him, smiling fondly.

“Shh, shh. I’m not going to kill you. Come on, now, you know I’d never do that.”

He dragged the man’s head into his lap, ignoring his yelps of pain. Then, with one hand, he pressed a soaked cloth over his mouth, holding it firmly in place despite Koi’s muffled pleas.

“You’ll thank me later. Just take deep breaths.”

[crazyforkasey-blog]

I will always find you

Jo

I hid in the hedgerow along with my group of agents and the French resistance fighters listening to the planes flying over the peninsula.

The drop was about to happen, the Sound of the anti Aircraft battery sounded thru the Night.

Suddenly the sky was full of White canopies dropping towards the ground. I crinched, the planes where flying to fast and to low.

We had been dropped just hours before along with the failed pathfinders mission. Immidiately after the drop we shed our airborne uniforms and gathered our gear, heading out to start the invasion along with the resistance. Doing what Churchill ordered to set europe a blaze.

It became clear that the airborne soldiers were scattered all over the peninsula. We captured our objective after a few hours of fighting.

I sat down against a wall and closed my eyes, my thoughts went to Lew and I send up a silent prayer, that he would survive the invasion.

Against better judgement and all my training I fell a sleep and woke an hour later.

The area surronding Bret Court manor, was busteling as soldiers had started to gather.

I got on my feet, looked around and located my squard. They were talking to Hester and Nix pointing towards an area where we located a battery of canons when we snuck in at dawn.

I noticed Nix nod and walk of.

I sighed Yep he was still the most handsome man I had ever seen.

A group of Easy Company soldiers walked by on their way to take the battery.

Nix

After delivering the information to Dick regarding the battery that SOE agents had hand delivered to Hester and I, I decided to grab a cup of coffee from the HQ and walked towards the edge of area and leaned against a hayshed.

Staring at the open field before me, thinking about Jo and wondering if she would survive the invasion, a heard someone walk up behind me. I grabbed for my weapon, but before I knew it, I was on my back in the shed, with Jo straddeling me.

She leaned in and kissed me, while undoing the button and fly of my jump pants.

I felt her shed her pants and before I could protest her slik heat covered my thropping erection.

Quickly I turned us and had on her back and pounding into her feeling alive for the first time since the jump.

I felt contract around me and with a stiffled moan, I came hard and fast realizing that we didn't use a condom.

Jo

I could see the panick spred on Nix face when he realized that we hadnt used a condom

I smiled " dont worry nothing will happen"

He kissed me and we lay together in the hay talking for a while.

When he fell a sleep I snuck out from under his arm and left. I knew he was going to be mad when he woke, but that was how I choose to fight this war.

[lumilasi]

Another one off my to-do list yaaay! I initially meant to keep her OG hairstyle, but realized it'd look too similar with her bestie Iris, so I changed it.

While she appears more in the spin-off side of my story, Miriam is still a teacher for some of the main story characters, namely Hayden and Caelan.

Anyway, more info below: (She is a newer one, so things will still likely develop overtime, but tried to put the basics down)

Name: Miriam Belarose

Nicknames: Mia/Bell (Iris) Bells (Azul)

Age: 38

Height: 157 cm

Friends: Azul (A sorcerer and a childhood friend of her bestie who sometimes asks for her assistance with his quest) Reuben (Azul's brother) Beatrice (A forest witch journalist) Ilves, Kuura, Aura & Varis Avara (Iris' adoptive siblings, as in, their family adopted her) Mariella Marisol (A tree nymph)

Love-interest: none

Powers:

Visions: As a medium, Miriam can foresee the potential consequences of decisions made, or look into the past of a spirit or an object. She can also get more vague forewarning about something, such as a sense of something going wrong, or needing to play closer attention to something.

Astral projection: She can project herself into the astral plane to contact others or discuss with spirits, or to physically travel into another location. (Generally speaking, all magic users can perform some form of this, but Mediums tend to spend the most time in there, and they can contact spirits the easiest)

Astral Access: mediums are unique also in the sense that they can go absolutely ANYWHERE in the spirit realm, unlike other magic users. This is because they are naturally attuned to it, and their presence therefore doesn't disturb or bother anything in there. (More powerful magic users often have to force/bargain their way in for example.)

Exorcism: She is able to banish dangerous spirits or remove weak-to-medium strength possessions from people or objects

Spirit realm expertise: Miriam is especially knowledgeable of the spirit realm and its quirks and dangers, and can recognize a potential threat coming through it instantly, or what area she is in.

Weaknesses:

Because she is a Mage, she is considered among the weakest magic users, and has very limited capability ultimately; for example, while she can perform exorcisms and remove possessions, she isn't capable of removing the more powerful types.

While her mind is very resilient against mental invasions, that is more due to her nature rather than her magic; if she is not doing that well mentally, her protections can be breached fairly easily, and once something gets in, she'll need some help to remove it.

(More tba)

Personality:

Miriam is calm and collected woman, who tends to be incredibly patient. She needs to have the nerves of steel because of the kind of people she's surrounded with; where her friends are up to Shenanigans, she tends to be the mature one and remind them that "while yes, you can go and do this crazy thing, but at least be properly prepared for it, you reckless idiot."

She's one of those people who enjoys small things in life such as good cup of tea or a silent moment gardening, and tends to find people who can't appreciate things like these a little vain or at least in need of a break and reflection.

While seemingly the calm and serious one, Miriam absolutely has a sense of humor, and tends to laugh at "bad" jokes, namely puns. She also is absolutely down to help students out with little harmless shenanigans, like ghost hunting (also because she can protect them if there IS a ghost) or wanting to throw a surprise party for someone.

FUN FACTS

Miriam is one of the teachers for one of the members of the main story protagonist family, Caelan, as well as Caelan's friend Hayden.

She was initially kind of sus about meeting Iris' ex boyfriend, given she didn't have full context about that situation as Iris hadn't told her much at that point yet (She only knew he's her ex and a wanted criminal), but after meeting Azul and getting to know him, she figured he's a good person after all

She has a bit of a green thumb, and even those with natural magic connected to plantlife (like Beatrice) tend to be impressed by her home garden.

She met Mariella while the nymph had just started her new job in the biggest city park, after leaving behind her old job as a Guardian for one of the Life trees, and helped her to get to know the area a bit better as Miriam is very familiar with it

Both her and Iris are bookworms and often have long discussions about literacy, be it just debates about the themes of a specific book, or literacy trends at large

[mathmusic8]

There are ants in your kitchen.

Within the last two weeks, you have already cleaned the place multiple times, removed possible lures, sprayed pesticide around your home, etc., so now it's a matter of killing the last waves of the invasion.

[vanilla-cigarillos]

Black Drawing Salve Recipe

Activated charcoal, plantain, and other healing herbs can help draw toxins from your skin in a safe, non-invasive, and effective manner. This is an easy recipe to relieve and draw out splinters, venom from bug bites, stings, infection and boils, or soothe rashes or itching, etc. This funky little jar of magic is one of the most natural ways to treat a variety of issues.

How Does It Work?

Activated charcoal has been used since ancient times as a detoxifier and purifier. The charcoal helps clean the wound and pull out the offending object.

Comfrey is well known to speed up wound healing (A.K.A. knit-bone). Plantain and St. John's Wort are great healing herbs. St. John's Wort is also great for helping soothe pain. Castor oil is a viscous oil that has excellent anti-microbial properties. Bentonite clay is used because it enhances the detoxification and drawing action of the activated charcoal. Beeswax is not only healing to the skin, but it is what creates the "salve" feel of this remedy.

Ingredients:

A scant 1/3 cup of the herb infused oil (it's ok to use regular olive oil in a pinch, however consider getting a Mason jar of oil infusing so it's ready for next time!) The herbs used are Plantain, Comfrey, and St. John's Wort in equal measures

2 - 3 teaspoons beeswax (if you like a looser, more “ointment” of a salve, go with 2 teaspoons, but otherwise I recommend using all 3)

If you live in a very hot area, then consider a bit more beeswax in your salves

If you live in a very cold area, then you may be able to get away with less beeswax

1 1/2 - 2 tablespoons Castor oil

1 tablespoon Activated Charcoal

1 tablespoon Bentonite Clay

Around 30 - 60 drops of your essential oils of choice (make sure to research impacts!)

Instructions:

Combine your infused (or not) olive oil and the beeswax in a double boiler. I just use a pint size (wide mouth) Mason jar set in a pan of shallow water---about 1 1/2 to 2 inches. Set the burner on low. Melt the beeswax into the oil. Once the mixture is all liquid, remove from the heat.

Add the charcoal and the bentonite clay. Make sure you stir well

Add in your essential oils (if using)

Pour your salve into a jar

Leave it to set up until it's firm

How To Use:

Remember that charcoal stains!

Spread it over the wound or splinter, then wrap it with a bandage

Make sure to keep it stored in a dark and cool place!

[hiorintruther]

hi hello~ can i mayhaps ask for more thoughts about hiorin?

i read ur headcanons and now theyre stuck in my head lol

u dont have to if u dont want to ofc!! have a nice day!

Ooooo sweet summer child, little do you know that you’ve opened the floodgates now! (This is very disorganised and off the cuff my apologies)

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Okay, so Rin and Hiori interact for this 1 panel in the U-20 match and it’s one of their very few interactions ever, but that ONE panel was basically the only time in the whole game that Rin wasn’t insulting people to high hell and threatening to kill them. Hiori just helped him stand up and was like “are you okay?” and Rin was like “yeah I’m fine (I’m not fine)”. And from that sliver of an interaction, the ship was born!

Later on realising that they both have similar interests and their personalities would probably gel well together if they actually had the opportunity to hang out, it only added much needed fuel to my very small fire. Hiori feels like a calm too Rin’s rage, whereas Rin is the more emotional of the two, no matter how hard he tries to hide it. Hiori is quite perceptive as well, so I think he’d clock on to when Rin is unhappy. I also think Hiori would appreciate having someone around who isn’t very invasive of his privacy and is able to fill time with solo activities.

Where I can see potential conflict (and angst) arising is that Rin might want more verbal affirmation that he’s appreciated and loved by Hiori, whereas Hiori tends to show his love through actions. On the flip-side, Rin isn’t the best at compliments himself so Hiori might get annoyed that Rin is making fun of him or talking down on him in a condescending way when Rin doesn’t really mean to. I reckon if they could get over this hurdle though, their relationship would very much be defined by what happens in the silence. The little acts of love and affection. Hiori having a second controller at his desk at all times even though he prefers to play solo. Rin cooking proper meals for them both. Their sides of the couch having their favourite cushions and blankets.

On the note of that, I like the idea that 99% of the time, when they’re watching movies together they sit on opposite sides of the couch. That’s just the way they do things. But then, there’s that 1% of the time. Maybe Rin had a bad day and is feeling upset. Maybe Hiori is extra cold. Then, they can cuddle on the middle of the couch. It isn’t something they discuss or plan, they just know to do it. They don’t really talk while cuddling nor do they acknowledge the act in any way. It’s another one of their ‘silent shows of affection’.

Oh, but one thing that isn’t silent is Hiori’s laugh. Oh god, his laugh makes Rin melt. Hiori doesn’t laugh often but when he does, oh boy. And if Rin makes him laugh? It’s the one time Rin doesn’t feel like he’s being laughed at. It feels like Hiori is genuinely happy. Of course, Rin tries his best to hide his blushing face behind a facade of cool collectedness, brushing off the laugh with a cold remark, but Hiori knows what’s really going on.

I do think Hiori wouldn’t know exactly what to do if Rin was very upset specifically about his self worth issues and comparing himself to his brother. However, Hiori will try his damnedest to help. My best guess is that he’d be there with hugs and gentle touches and would probably just try to run though things objectively with Rin. He’d be rational about everything Rin says (if Rin is ever willing to open up at all) and would put everything into perspective. If things were getting more emotional for Rin (I’m taking potentially tears, which would be very rare because he’s mister “I nEvEr CrY”), Hiori would cup his cheeks and look into his eyes — the same eyes Rin hates about himself — and talk calmly, bringing Rin back down from the heights of anxiety and stress.

I don’t want this to turn into a “Hiori is Rin’s therapist and personal carer” moment because Rin definitely does his fair share for Hiori too. Hiori doesn’t have a healthy schedule most days. He sleeps at 4am, spends more time cooped up in his room than a NEET in wintertime and has the diet of a 12 year old kid who was told they were allowed to pick their own meals. Since Rin is pretty finicky about schedules and personal health, he’d probably be there reminding Hiori to sleep at midnight and go out for walks every now and again. Rin is also tidier than Hiori, so things stay more in order when he’s around.

I like the idea that Hiori talks about Rin a lot to Nanase specifically, and specifically in DMs. It’s more comfortable for him to gush over text than in person or over call. The way he talks about Rin to Nanase is kinda snarky but also sometimes unusually sappy. Rin is never reading these DMs, obviously. When they first got together, the amount of freaking out Hiori did had Nanase rolling.

On this note, Rin and Hiori never really officially confessed to each other. Not in a conventional way, at least. As with most things, their eventual slip from platonic to romantic relationship was very silent and largely defined by action. They’d sit closer together. They’d eat together more often. Their hands would brush against one another while on walks. The feelings were obviously brewing but by the time either of them brought it up, they’d already basically been dating for months. It was very much a “hey, are we dating?” “Uh, I don’t know? Do you want us to?” “Uh, sure?”. Their behaviour never changed after the fact.

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Well then, I hope you liked these. I’m surprising myself at how many ideas I have for these two considering they interacted so little. Maybe I should write a fic about these two at this point? I’m very busy but idk I might be able to squeeze out a one-shot.

[thegreenleavesofspring]

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