#oh my god im in shambles dude

[chucklechampion]

this has been the hardest shift of my life man

no nothing bad happened and it wasnt busy and i didnt have much work to do but i shouldve been at home teasing my ler and getting obliterated

[ping-ski]

HOLY FUCK. I.. I WAS AT WORK READING THIS AND STARTED STIMMING. I WANNA DRAW FOR THIS SO SO SO BAD BUT I CANT YET UNTIL PROBABLY MONDAY-TUESDAY DAMN IT AAUTGHR

DCA Promptober Day 31: Trick or Treat

Last one! Took a little extra time but we finally made it! Hope you enjoy, this is a fun little something something for the Confused Spirit fans in the audience

Additionally, if you have not read Confused Spirit, many of these characters will have no value to you I'm guessing, so, sorry about that. There's also some slight, implied spoilers for the fic as well. That being said, hope you enjoy!

Word count: 6392

Content warning: mentions of blood, injury, and death, reader descretion is advised

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It's Halloween at the Plex, and you're, well you're not sure how to feel about it. You had to work, meaning your sister and brother are currently out trick or treating with Clara instead of you, which is a bit frustrating. Not to mention, you'd gotten all dressed up and had nowhere to go until you got off in an hour or so. 

You think a mandated Halloween party, on top of having to work on a project, wasn't a great combination, but with the glare Sarah had sent in the meeting last week to you and the other division heads, you didn't have much a choice. Have to set a good example and all that. 

At the very least, you weren't the only one dressed up, so you didn't look as ridiculous sitting hunched over a desk covered in green paint and fake stitches.

Your team all had various costumes on, differing in degrees of effort and style. Pete went classic vampire, Jesse was a mummy, and Tyler was a zombie. Liv was rocking a great Mia Wallace costume, and Savannah had on a witch hat but really went for it with her makeup look. 

Currently, as both a way to kill time and to potentially fix the problem you'd been having, you were all trying your best to fix the issues going on with Fazerblast.

Specifically, something had been messing with both the electric and the mechanical components of the entire attraction. While Lizzy and their team worked to determine what had been causing the random power outages, your goal was attempting to fix the malfunctioning laser guns and rogue staff bots. 

You'd tried to tell both Sarah and Rachel that the place really needed shut down for a few days to actually work on it, but no luck. Seems they wanted it open for Halloween, regardless of how bad an idea you thought that was. 

When your code crashes again you groan, tempted to run a hand across your face before you remember the paint.

"Frankenstein's monster was a good choice for you. You really sell it," Pete quips, sipping on a blood red slushy in one hand, still typing with the other.

You turn to him, eyes narrow, "Remind me why I'm helping you with coding again? When I could be doing literally anything else?"

"Gives him an ego boost," Jesse answers from across the room, "No offense."

You scoff, turning to the coworker across from you, "Figured as much. Savannah, any word from the company that sold us the trigger pins?"

"Not yet," She sighs, puffing out her cheeks, "But I keep checking the reviews and nobody else has had the same issues we've had here. They shouldn't be freaking out like this."

"Figured that much, too. Liv?"

She looks up and over to you, tired, dead stare on her face as she holds up the phone, "Still on hold. I'm guessing corporate left early for the day and couldn't be bothered to let everyone know."

You grimace, and check the time. It's after six now, the party starts at 6:30. That's more than enough for you at this point.

"Right. You know what, we're done here. Pack it up, we can grab food before the party because I know Sarah's going to be stingy about it."

With muted, half-defeated cheer, your team closes out of their computers and shuffles to the door. Besides Tyler, he's in a great mood still, but you expected as much. 

As you're grabbing your jacket and turning out the lights, you swear you see something out of the corner of your eye by your computer. Something purple. When you turn, you find that your computer is on again, login screen staring at you. 

"You coming?" Savannah calls from halfway down the hall.

You turn to yell back, "Yeah, give me a sec, just hold the elevator."

Slowly, you walk back over to your computer, giving it a once over. It looks fine, just turned on. You take hold of the mouse, and hover it over the shut off button again. As you click it, the screen freaks out, glitching before turning black. At the same time, a shock goes up your arm and you yelp, purple flashing across your vision. 

Dazed, you shake your head, and clutching your arm, make your way out of the office and to the elevator. 

You shuffle in, and as the doors close Jesse leans over and mutters to you above the chattering of your team.

"You alright?"

You nod, "Yeah, just, a little tired I guess." Your head feels funny, but otherwise you're fine. You think.

"What'd you do to your hand?" He asks, looking to how you're still holding it.

You let it go, shaking it off and letting it fall to your side, "Stoved it on my way out. I'll live."

He nods and you continue your ascent. But you can't shake the feeling that something's wrong. Your arm twitches and at the same time your vision becomes glazed over in a purple hue. You shake your head, and it's gone again. 

The upper levels are filled with activity. Kids rush from place to place, already tired parents in tow. The words 'trick or treat!' are echoed everywhere as children go from the different tables and booths set up for the holiday. 

If Lisa knew this was going on she'd have a fit that she was out going house to house instead of being here. But asking Clara to watch her in this chaos would have been cruel, and so, the less your sister knew, the better. Besides, Gabe deserved an authentic trick or treating experience as opposed to getting themed-corporate garbage in his candy bucket. For one of his first times at least.

As you pass by the Daycare, seeing many children playing in costumes and such, you see the doors are propped open, and Sun is handing out candy to a long line of trick or treaters.  

"Damn Pete, the Daycare Attendant really outshone you huh?" Savannah elbows him and nods to the animatronic's costume. 

Sun is also a vampire, with a large black cloak, and white shirt. His pants are somehow all black, and the change of shoes is also a surprise. Two lines of red streak down from his smile, which is still as friendly as ever otherwise.

Pete huffs, "It's literally the same costume, besides he doesn't even have fangs!"

You all start walking again, laughing. 

"True, but he wore it better, even without fangs."

The comment causes Pete to start arguing with the speaker, which to the surprise of no one at all, was Jesse.

You keep your gaze on Sun a few moments more, head feeling a bit clearer for just a moment. He glances up suddenly, and waves to you, head tilting just slightly. Surprised, you also wave.

There's a buzz in your pocket. As you start to walk away again you check it. 

'Your costume is nice.'

You wait for another message, you don't get one.

'Thanks???' You're confused. 

'Something wrong?'

'I just would have expected you to say something snarky at this point. Genuine compliments aren't your style'

You narrowly dodge an eager trick or treater running by you, nodding at their parent as they apologize. 

'It's Halloween. I'm in a good mood, don't sour it for me'

You scoff, 'There it is. I don't plan to, though it's tempting to have Clara swing by with the kids just for the fun of it'

From there, your normal bickering comes forth, and you continue it both as you head to the party and while at it. It's a bit busier than you expected, more employees than you expected are there mingling about the dancefloor.

The entire west arcade, like the rest of the Plex, is done up with decorations that set the mood. There's even a fog machine, adding to the spooky but cheerful atmosphere.

You still feel pretty funny though, and thus take the time to go 'cool off' out in the hall for a bit. 

It grows worse and you have to lean back against the wall. Head throbbing as you try to drink more punch in the hopes that will solve it. Your vision flashes again, purple, and suddenly you're not in the same location anymore. 

It's dark, and you're standing over someone. You can't see their face, it's covered with static. They're crying, hands up in surrender. You feel yourself chuckle, but it's not your voice, your tone is off. It's gravely. Not your own. 

Suddenly, out of your control, your hand, which is not your hand but some, clawed, thing, comes down and-

Your vision goes red and you clutch your head in pain. Gasping, you find yourself back in the hallway, back in your body. Back to normal. 

You take a few deep breaths, trying to calm down. You don't know what that was. You don't want to find out, either. 

"Not enjoying the party, Andromeda?"

You look up, standing above you is Moon. He's also dressed up for this, wearing a witch costume that has more aspects of his usual wear to it than Sun's did. His color scheme is purple with bits of orange, and his usual hat is replaced by a large witch hat. 

You relax, the pain is gone, for now, "Trying to. I've not been feeling so hot, honestly."

"What's wrong?" He sits down across from you, cross-legged.

You shake your head, "I don't know. My head has just been, feeling funny. And hurts. A lot, really. Been blocking it out I guess."

"How unfortunate. Perhaps I could be of help?"

You shrug, "You can try, but don't feel like you have to, either."

Moon holds out his hand to you, and you set your palm on top of his. He intwines your fingers, which makes your face heat up, but you think with all the paint on your face it's impossible to tell. You look up to him, waiting. 

"Close your eyes, and take a deep breath," He urges.

You do. The pain has subsided some, though not by much.

"Breathe in," Pause, "Breathe out."

You follow his instructions, each breath helping to soothe you bit by bit. 

You realize however, that even with your eyes closed, there's a purplish tint to the blackness behind your eyes. You frown, and notice that it grows when you breath in, and subsides as you breathe out.

Moon's grip tightens on yours, but keeps speaking. 

"In," His tone shifts, growing hoarser, sinister? "Out..."

Alarm spikes in your stomach, but yet, your mind stays calm, almost like its-

You open your eyes, smiling softly, "I think I'm good now. Thanks, Moon-man."

He nods. 

Then, something occurs to you.

"Wait a minute, shouldn't you be passing out candy to the kids-" You blink, and you're alone in the fully lit hallway. 

You rub your eyes, had the lights been on that entire time? You knew that sometimes the two AI could avoid a switch if the light level wasn't fully one way or the other. But this was different. 

You don't get to dwell on it, as a scream erupts from inside the west arcade, several others following. Alarmed, you sit up, ignoring the pain in your skull that's back with a vengeance and rush inside. 

You find a crowd has gathered around the center of the dancefloor. The music's been cut, and people are muttering with horrified looks at whatever’s in the middle of the group.

As you move past people who are covering their mouths or eyes, some are crying, some are shaking their heads in disbelief. You find your team among them.

"What's going on?" You ask after shoving past another person. 

Savannah shakes her head, and Liv cowers further into Tyler's arms. You've never seen him so grim. 

You realize two of them are missing, your fear grows, "...Where's Jesse and Pete?"

Tyler nods to the center of the crowd, and you quickly take the few further steps to burst out into the opening, finding your fears confirmed plainly. 

Pete sits on the ground, crying as he cradles a body wrapped in white cloth stained red. You have to flick your eyes away from it for a moment, the sight being beyond shocking.

Swallowing and keeping your eyes to the ground, you slowly approach Pete and sit down. Briefly, you find your eyes meeting your, Christ, your dead friend's. His eyes are wide, mouth open in pure horror.

You turn back to the man beside you, setting your hand on his shoulder as he jumps, "What happened?"

"The, the lights cut, just, he just," He can't seem to look away, he's shaking, "I don't, I don't know how this would've, who could've, do-done this..."

You put your other hand on his other shoulder, forcing him to turn and look to you, "Pete. Breathe. Just breathe. Okay?"

He nods slowly, and you turn to behind the crowd behind you, "Please tell me somebody's called the cops?"

"No signal, trying to get ahold of Derrick in the office, but haven't had any luck," You realize that it's Bri who's answering you, looking rather grim in her black cat costume. 

You nod, "Right. Who's got basic medical training? I think he's gone into shock."

Someone steps forward, and starts tending to Pete. Someone else comes forward and lays a sheet over Jesse's body. A ghost costume you realize, how ironically morbid.

You stand, and-unfortunately being the person with the most experience in this scenario-try your best to take charge and calm things down. You also feel some level of responsibility, given that all the other Division Heads seem to be missing now.

Working with Bri, you send a group to the security office to see if they can't notify the police of what's happened. Additionally, you try to lock down the area to keep this from getting beyond the walls of this room and causing mass panic. Not to mention, you have no idea who did this, meaning they're still among you as far as you're aware. 

It's all going as smooth as it can be until Bri and the other guards’ radios erupt with screaming. Causing you to pause in your discussion with Savannah. 

You can barely make out what they're saying, only catching snippets here and there.

"-Something in the office!"

"Everybody's dead, oh god, they're all-"

"Help! Please! Anybody!"

To make matters worse, the lights cut again, sending the growing paranoia among the crowd into a full blown hysteric mob. You can't make out a thing in the dark, and when your head starts aching again, purple blinding you, you know you're a goner for the time being. 

Another vison comes to you, this time, the room is dimly lit, and you can tell this is a closet of some kind.

Again, you tower over a cowering figure who you realize is, David? What in the world is he doing here? What is happening?

"I don't know what they see in you, if anything at all," A voice that's not your own, yet comes from you, says. It's familiar but yet you can't-

David's sentence is shaky, "Look, I don't know what you want but I don't want any trouble. Okay?"

"Trouble? Friend, you're in a lot more than just trouble," There's something heavy in your hands, it glints in the light, "I'll tell you what though, if you hold still you'll be saving me a lot!"

Axe, it's an axe and it's swinging, down, down, down-

"Hey, it's alright. You're alright," Bri's shaking you, hand on your shoulder. 

You take a deep breath, realizing you're on your knees in a room lit by a red emergency light and some flashlights. Glancing around, you see all your friends, including Abby and even Jacob are here with you. There's a few others who you're guessing are other security guards based on how they stand near the door, on edge. 

You look back to Bri, "How'd I get here?"

Bri juts her thumb, "Tyler found you half out of it on the ground and grabbed you. Somehow carried Liv here too."

"I'm stronger than I look," He flexes with a nod. 

You manage to crack a weak smile, clutching your head as more pain shoots through it, "What happened? Where are we?"

"Security office by Fazerblast," Bri answers, glancing over at the covered window in the door, which you realize has been barricaded, "Furthest we could get safely with this many people."

"What do you mean by safely?"

She opens her mouth, but Pete speaks up, "The bots have gone awol." You turn to see he's on the ground, leaning up against the wall, blood dripping down the side of his head, face solemn, angry, "They're picking us off one by one. Anybody in sight is getting killed off. Doesn't help that we can't see a fuckin' thing and they can."

Your eyes widen, "What? …but, why? How?"

"Does it matter?" He asks, looking to you now, "We're dead meat if we try to leave, but we're sitting ducks here."

Bri scolds him, "We're not sitting ducks. This our best chance of getting out of here alive. If we can get power to the cameras, even better."

"Working on it," Liv says, something sparking as she speaks, "But I'm not an electrical engineer."

"Just give it up, Liv. There's no point," Pete scoffs, shaking his head.

He and Bri start arguing, Savannah trying to interject to keep the peace.

Someone sits down beside you, hand resting on your shoulder. 

It's Abby, her Glamrock makeup is smeared with dried tear streaks, "Hey."

"Hey," You sigh.

She bites her lip, "Are, are your siblings...?"

Your eyes widen and shake your head.

"God no. They're, they're safe. Out trick or treating with Clara," You put a hand to your face, relieved as you realize that fact, "Your brother?"

She sighs, "Also safe. With my parents. Not here. But," She stops, and you know exactly what she's thinking. 

You nod, turning away as you hear her sniffle. Your friends are still fighting, the guards by the door are getting antsy, another spark startles Liv and she looks ready to cry. You need to do something. 

Your vision turns purple but you shake it off immediately. Whatever this is, it can wait. You're going to make it.

Standing, and clutching your arm to keep it from twitching, you clear your throat, "We're not going to die here. Not on my watch. Bri, you and your guys here have any sort of weapon?"

"Tasers. And there should be a baton in here somewhere. Why, what are you thinking?"

You nod to the control panel for the cameras, "If there's anyone who can get those working in a blackout, it's Lizzy. And I know they were in Fazerblast before all this. Hell, it might've been their team that caused the outage."

"You want to go out there?" Pete asks, "Are you insane?"

You shrug, "Have to be at least a little bit to do this job. Someone give me a radio. We can at least double check before considering it."

Bri hands you her radio, and after a moment's hesitation, you set it to the engineers' channel and hold in on the button, "Lizzy, you still okay out there?"

Quiet. Your friends exchange a few bleak glances. 

You're about to try again when, "Uh, yeah? Why wouldn't I be?"

Relief, you think Pete even cracks a small smile. 

"There's... a lot of shit going down in the Plex right now, how have you not heard about it?"

"Dude we've been stuck in Fazerblast for hours. Besides trying to fix the power the doors got jammed. I'm not leaving until this is done though, so we just kind of ignored it. Did think it was weird there was no parents complaining about not being able to use a half-functioning attraction though." Their tone is so casual you have no choice but to believe it. 

The information, however, is huge, "That's, actually the best case scenario for us right now. So listen up, we gotta do this right or we don't stand a chance."

After explaining the full situation to Lizzy and their team, you work with your friends to come up with a plan. A good one. Something tells you you're only going to get one shot at this. 

Meanwhile, you struggle to keep it together. You keep getting more and more flashes of that other perspective. Speaking in those voices that you can't quite place how you know. Increasingly, you start to recognize the locations they're in are getting more familiar to where you are currently. 

It's a no brainer to you then, that you're a part of the team that goes to retrieve Lizzy. You force Bri to stay in the office, along with one of the guards. If you don't make it back, you at least want some people to stay safe. 

You try and fail in vein to stop Pete and Abby from coming with you, Tyler picks you up again when you question him coming along. 

"We're better off in even groups," Pete argues, gripping the metal chair leg he stole tightly, "Makes our chances that much better."

You don't disagree, but you don't like it either, "Fine, you're right. Now put me down please, Ty."

"Can do boss," He sets you down. 

You're all armed as best you can. The guard, Joseph, has a taser, and Tyler has-apparently-pure brute force on his side. Pete has the chair leg, which is similar to the stun baton you're carrying.

Abby has brass knuckles. You don't know how she has those but you're not going to question it. Apparently, Utah state law doesn't have any clauses relating to them, now you know.

You move quickly and silently through open darkness to get to the staff entrance to Fazerblast, which is thankfully only a short distance away. You all stay close, not saying a word as you navigate. 

There's not a soul around, human or machine. You don't know if it you puts you more on edge or not. 

When you get to the door, Pete's able to get it open quickly, and you all file inside, locking it again soon thereafter. 

The light inside the attraction is blinding in comparison to the darkness outside, the music and sound effects playing as if everything is entirely normal. It's almost more eerie in that regard. 

You find Lizzy and their crew sitting around one of the towers, the reunion is brief, but happy. It's agreed that the senior engineer will come with your group, and the parts and service crew will stay for safety reasons. You're about to depart again, when the radio starts going crazy. 

"We've got issues here!" Bri shouts down the line, "Don't come back, it's not safe!"

Static blares from the device, followed by banging, shouting, crying, and then a loud crash. The silence that follows is deafening. 

"Fuck. No, no, no," You bang on the side of the radio, "Come on, Bri! Savannah! Anyone!?"

No answer. 

"Dammit!" You toss the radio to the side, hands coming up to grip the sides of your head, "Dammit, dammit, dammit."

A hand on your shoulder, Abby again, "There's nothing we can do right now. We're going to have to refocus. Plan. Hope that they'll be okay-"

There's a banging at the front entrance to Fazerblast. Everyone freezes. 

You think quickly as the sound grows in volume, "Lizzy, how in control of the power are you currently?"

They dig through their bag, and toss you a makeshift remote, "It's what we've been using to test."

The pounding gets louder, and the shutter creaks. 

"Everybody who isn't armed find a place to hide. The rest of you are with me. We're gonna flip the tables on them."

Everyone scatters, and you make your way to the doors. You have no idea what's on the other side of that metal shutter, but you're going to find out one way or another. You'd rather it be on your terms. 

"Can you get it open?" You ask Pete, hitting the lights and leaving only a flashlight to see.

He nods, "You're sure about this?"

"As I'll ever be. Abby, Joe, Ty, go hide nearby. We'll assess the biggest threat and go from there."

They all nod, and head off into the darkness.

Pete gets the panel open, taking a deep breath, "I hope you're right."

You press your back against the wall beside the panel, almost accustom to the feeling of your vision switching to purple. That other perspective is right outside now. You see Freddy is the one banging on the door, along with several map bots. You squeeze your eyes shut and you're back in your body again.

"Me too."

There's a beep, and the shutter slowly starts to raise. Quickly, you grab Pete and shove him on the other side of you, using your arm to press him up against the wall beside you. 

As bots start pouring in, you lean your head back against the wall, holding your breath. 

You watch as they fan out, scouring for anyone that they think is in here. They don't see you. You relax slightly.

You turn to Pete and nod, guarding him as he moves and shuts the door again, it quietly sinks back to the ground, locking you in here for the time being. 

Moving across the wall, you regroup with the others. 

"I counted six staff bots, and Freddy," Abby whispers. The other three agree. 

Pete keeps lookout on your corner, "The music still playing helps us a little, but not a lot. We stick together, and go one by one, saving Freddy for last."

You frown, "Freddy's not last."

"What do you mean? Of course he is, he's going to be the hardest to take down."

You shake your head, "You miscounted. There's one more animatronic that made it in."

"Who?"

Off in the distance, you hear it, the jingle of bells. There's a flash of red as he lands on one of the walls, far off from you but within your line of sight. 

You shake away the purple again, knowing it's going to show you what he's seeing at that moment, "Moon."

You fare better than you expected. A bunch of humans versus machines. You manage to take down three of the staffs bots in the dark, and by screwing with the lights a few times, manage to disorient the Daycare Attendant enough to keep them from discovering your location. 

However, one of the parts n services guys gets found out, and his terrified screams as your claws rip him apart send, something, down your spine.

You know something's wrong with you now. You're taking far too much joy in beating in the metal skull of the staff bot below you. Oil splattering your clothes and face. You feel manic, alive. Out of control. 

You shake your head, stopping. You ignore the glances being sent your way, you have to make it through this. 

With this one you realize there's only one more staff bot left, then it's just Freddy and the Daycare Attendant. You flick the lights off again, huddling together with the others. 

"If we go for one, the other is going to know. Our best bet is to divide and conquer," Pete says. 

You nod, "One person with an electric weapon per team, one with something heavy. Tyler, you go with the group at the disadvantage to even it out."

Your teams end up being Joseph, Abby, and Tyler together to take on Freddy, leaving you and Pete to deal with Moon. 

You trudge through the darkness, silence between the two of you. 

There's been a voice in your head for a bit now. You block out whatever it says. Your grip feels shaky on the baton, and you can tell Pete's on edge more because of you than the looming threat somewhere out in the dark.

Keep it together. You just have to keep it together.

"Hello, Diana."

You turn, he pulls you up into the air, away from Pete. You don't even think to scream, instead only able to watch terrified as the ground and your friend get further and further away. 

Moon settles on one of the towers to set you down again, and you scramble back and fall onto the ground, looking up at him with fear. 

His faceplate twists, observing you. Then, his eyes narrow cheekily and he chuckles lowly. 

"What's the matter, Bright Eyes? You look like you've seen a ghost."

You bit your lip as it trembles, raising the baton as a threat, "W-with how this night is going it's, certainly a possibility."

"But that's not my costume now, is it?" He takes a step closer. 

You hold firm with the baton, hitting the button for the taser part to go off, "Moon-man, I don't want to hurt you. Don't make me."

The spark seems to deter him, growling.

"Why are you doing this? What did any of these people do to you?" You ask, beg in your words, "Killing innocent people? That's not you."

Moon snickers, and despite your waving of the baton, he moves closer, clawed finger resting on the end of it. He presses it down as he crouches to your level. 

You now sit eye to eye with him as he speaks, "Andromeda, would you like to know a secret?"

Your grip tightens on your weapon, head shaking once. That doesn't deter him. 

He leans in closer, his smile hovering just above your lips. 

"This is the best Halloween I've ever had," Then, he kisses you. You're so surprised that you don't feel the baton be taken from your hand until it's gone. 

He pulls away, chuckling again.

A loud bang suddenly resonates in the space, and the Naptime Attendant starts to twitch and collapse on the ground in front of you.

Pete stands over you both, breathing heavy as he clutches the chair leg in both hands. 

"Sorry, had to take the stairs."

Moon snarls and flips around, hand raising ready to slash across the man's chest. 

Panicked, you hit the button for the lights. 

But it's too late. 

As Sun's rays pop out, one by one, Pete can only stand there, blood slowly starting to soak through his shirt. He coughs, then takes a step forward, then another, stumbling past you into the wall. You quickly flip around as he collapses back against it, breathing ragged. 

"Well, at least now you look authentic," You turn back to see Sun standing hunched over, clutching his faceplate, "Though, it's still not quite as good as mine."

As he straightens, you have to suppress a gasp as it's revealed that one of his optics has shattered from the previous impact. 

His rays twitch and his focus snaps to you as you stand. 

His faceplate clicks to the side, "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes, Sunshine."

"Sun." You can't reach for your baton without it being obvious. 

"Are you having a good Halloween? I know I am." He tsks, "A pity about your costume, though I suppose the grit and grime really sells it."

You take a deep breath, running the back of your hand under your nose to wipe away the blood that's dripping. Your vison flashes purple, and for a moment you find you’re staring down at yourself. 

You're a mess. Hair all over the place, clothes torn. There's streaks in the paint covering your skin. There's still blood coming out your nose a little bit.

And your eyes are bright purple.

You come back to and watch Sun's eyes narrow.

You shift slightly, hand twitching.

You see there’s a slight shadow over Sun’s eyes. And in his good optic a small white pupil flicks to your hand. You swallow.

 "Don't do something you'll regret, Icarus."

You stamp your foot down onto the baton, it pops up into your hand and you click to turn it on.

You jut your chin out, tilting your head slightly, "Come on, Sun. You know me better than that."

You rush forward, he steps back, dodging and spinning to face you as you charge again. It's almost like a dance of danger. And it truly becomes one when Sun takes one of your hands and spins you around, dipping you low and back up as you try and fail again to use the baton on him. 

You let out a noise of frustration. Charging forward again, the two of you go round and round. Narrowly you miss him every time. Narrowly he dodges every swing. He’s fast. Faster than you’d have ever anticipated, than he’d ever let on about. You never realized how close to death you may have been all this time.

After another miss, this one the closet you’ve gotten yet, Sun puts an end to your game. He grabs hold of the baton, only flinching as you turn it on, and rips it from your grip, tossing it aside. He spins you into his arms and holds tight. 

You fight against him in vain. 

"You know, Bright Eyes. I would have thought you'd appreciate your treat a bit more than this," He snarls the words, "But maybe you've been too busy resisting it to do so."

You slow your struggling, and Sun releases you finally. The words having done the job far better than his hold to sedate you.

You turn to face him cautiously.

"You, you did this?" You ask, "You did this to me?"

Sun tuts, hands coming up to cup your cheeks, "Well, technically you did it to yourself, Bright Eyes. But I'm happy you did. Makes all of this much, much easier."

It suddenly hits you that he's right. Maybe not intentionally, or fully knowing, but you made the choice to go back to the computer. You chose to try and turn it off again. You could have left the office, it would've shut down eventually. Something had compelled you to come closer and investigate, and you had made the choice to listen. 

And now you were suffering from the cost.

"Now, let's finish this up, hm?" Sun bends and kisses you, pulling away after a moment, "You wouldn't want to disappoint now, would you?"

You don't answer. Your feet move on their own as they turn to face Pete, who seems to realize what's happening before you do. 

He clutches the wound on his stomach tighter, breathing quickening, "Come on, snap out of it! This isn't you! You know it's not."

"Quiet over there, you'll get your chance to speak in just a moment," There's something set down in your hands, you know what it is, "Don't worry, I'll help you. No need for tears."

You find that you are crying, but can't do a thing to stop it. Your body is not your own, your emotions are not your own. You are entirely out of control as Sun guides you to march staggeredly towards Pete.

Off in the distance you hear shouting as your remaining friends try in vain to take down Freddy. Not that it mattered. Even if they did, you'd be finishing the job.

Your breathing is heavy but controlled, grip on the axe tight, all you can do is stare down at Pete, who looks up at you horrified, eyes wide. You think the look matches the fear in your own gaze.

Sun's hands are on your shoulders, voice a purr in your ear, "Go on, Starlight. You know what you need to do."

The axe raises jerkily, fighting against it and losing. Your eyes snap shut, and it comes down. Again, and again, and again.

You block out everything, all noise, all touches. You block out the sound of sickening crunches and squelches, of Pete's heavy gasps, of Sun murmuring encouragement right beside you all the while. 

You block out the wood rough against the skin of your hands, the blood, sweat, and tears, running down your face. Sun's hands wrapped around your waist, head resting on your shoulder. 

You suddenly regain control and your eyes shoot open, throwing the axe away from you and stumbling back into Sun's arms. Your hands come up to your face as you sob, shaking your head. 

He just holds you as you cry, muttering things you can't comprehend as he presses kisses to your hair. 

When you finally subside to sniffles is when he pulls back to press a kiss to your lips.

"There, there, you're alright, Bright Eyes. Come on now," He lifts you to your feet, arms pulling you closer as he leans in for another kiss, "I'll let you pick who's next, how's that?" 

You shoot up from your bed, heart racing. You clutch your chest, breathing hard. 

You're at home. Sitting on your bed. You're fine. Everything's fine.

There's a yawn to your left that interrupts your thoughts. 

It's Gabe, laying on the bed beside you in his pumpkin costume. He yawns again, and stares curiously up at you, fist in his mouth. You pat his head with a sigh.

Right, you were going to put him down for a nap before heading out to trick or treat, then go to the Plex for the same thing. Looks like you ended up taking a nap too. 

You check the time, it's almost five. Suddenly, a thought hits you square in the face.

"Did I kiss Sun?" You say aloud. 

You do your best to recall the fading nightmare.

Oh god, you did. Right on his stupid flat face. Multiple times. You kissed Moon to but you're less opposed to that albeit confused-but Sun?

Involuntarily you gag, now feeling the sudden urge to rinse out your mouth, even if it had just been to his faceplate, much less a dream. 

Shaking your head, you turn to look down at your brother, who's now somehow managed to get his foot in his mouth, despite his costume. 

"Gabe, never down a bag of sour gummies and immediately take a nap, it'll give you crazy dreams."

You think you might leave the trick or treating to the kids tonight.

Something tells you that it’s for the best.

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Oof, what a doozy huh? Imagine being the final girl AND the killer... crazy. Good thing it was all just a dream. Here's the promptober list and the spookvember schedule. Thanks for reading as always-

Oh?

What's this?

Looks like there's a link down here.

How'd that get there?

...

Hm.

You should click it. See what happens.

CLICK ME

btw the song playing while writing the fight scene was I Go Crazy - Orla Gartland and it was a VIBE and a half let me tell you-

[storgicdealer]

Okay snagged this from the Discord

I believe they said that this was a concept thumbnail that was never used

OH MY GODM. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD.AUHHHGGGG. TDL. TDL. CHOSEN???? DUDE ................

in shambles over this actually. i think i remember something about there being a scrapped thumbnail but i didnt see it myself before. oh im mental

(<- VERY okay about dark being here. tots)

[monosanimegenericzone]

Hunter x Hunter: pakunoda psychic damage part, like, i think this is part 5 now

honey you cant keep doing this to me.

OKAY SO

I WAS REREADING THE YORKNEW ARC. (looking for silly feitan quotes) AND I DISCOVERED SOMETHING. DIABOLICAL.

so in chapter 106 we get revealed that hisoka is the traitor

big woop we all saw that coming a mile away

we get the details on the extent of hisoka's betrayal in an internal monlogue from the narrator.

and excuse me

MA'AM. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS.

PAUSE EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW.

you mean to tell me

TO MY FUCKING FACE

NEARLY 10 YEARS AFTER THIS WAS FIRST PUBLISHED

MAYBE EVEN MORE

THAT NO ONE* IN THE TROUPE KNEW ABOUT MEMORY BOMB UP UNTIL THIS POINT????

*except chrollo

GIRL DO YOU REALIZE HOW BATSHIT INSANE THAT IS.

FIRST of all, that means she's never had the need to transmit data quickly. she is just that good i guess.

SECOND

THAT MEANS SHE SHOT NOBU IN THE HEAD AND HE JUST HAD FULL FAITH THAT SHE WASN'T ABOUT TO KILL HIM.

its actually really sweet when you think about it. nobu trusts her so much that he does not give a flying fuck about the gun pointed at his head.

BUT THEN YOU APPLY THAT TO THE FINAL SCENE AND.

NOBUNAGA AND KORTOPI ARE THE ONLY TWO MOTHERFUCKERS WHO KNOW WHATS ABOUT TO HAPPEN. BUT THE OTHER FIVE DONT KNOW SHIT!!

PHINKS HAD EVERY RIGHT TO BE SUS OF HER. HE HAD NO FUCKING CLUE!!

EVEN MACHI WAS LIKE 'OH SHIT DID I CHOOSE WRONG??'

BUT OH MY GOD WOULD THAT LAYER ON THE GUILT AFTERWARDS.

dude this is actually pains my soul. i can't explain in words how badly this has fucked me up on this fine evening.

im in shambles.

pakunoda you fucking legend.

[pile-of-secrets]

HI! IM PUTTING MY CASTLEVANIA SEASON 3 EPISODE 9 (and a little of episode 10) THOUGHTS INTO THE WORLD! HERES YOUR SPOILER WARNING NOW!!

oh my god, ok, so. The absolute MADNESS of this episode starts LESS THAN 4 MINUTES IN TO A 28 MINUTE LONG EPISODE. That’s 24 whole minutes of death defining battles and really controlling s3x.

I mean like, the fights were really cool, they were interesting to watch, ISAAC? Bro that’s insane, I really liked the whole mind control concept that town had, I also don’t think the wizard spoke a word the whole time which was an interesting dynamic for a fight. Isaac breaking out of the mind control is like WOO GO ISAAC. But by far, (and yes im aware this was SUPPOSED to be serious) I found all the people slo-mo falling from the building quite funny for some reason?? I guess it was just unexpected.

Then there’s the whole alucard situation, SUMI AND TAKA? WHAT THE FUCK GUYS? YOU WERE GOOD CHARACTERS HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? WHEN DID THINGS CHANGE?? they were genuinely enjoyable, alucard seemed SAD he genuinely seemed like he wanted them to stay as long as possible! THEY COULD SEE HE WAS LONELY 😭 AND THEY USED IT AGAINST HIM! They basically seduced him, tied him up, TRIED TO KILL HIM. And died. They deserved to die hurting the poor dude like that. Alucard has scars everywhere now and I feel so bad for himmm

Trevor and sypha, good lord. POINT 1: SYPHA WAS RIGHT. SHE SAID, “do you think we can wait?” AND JUDGE BEING DUMBBB went “this is my town. You will do as I say >:(“ AND IT MAKES ME SO MAD! SHE CANT DO ANYTHING AND SHE KNOWSSS. “I just didn’t see it” GRAH POINT 2: that WHOLE fight, oh my god, the FIRE the MONSTERS PRIOR “DRUGLORD” SALA. The whole thing was constructed really well, AND SEEING DRACULA AND LISA. AFTER THE END OF EPISODE 9 IT ALMOST MADE ME THINK IT WAS ALUCARD THEY WERE SEEING. JEEZ IT WAS CONSTRUCTED WELL.

And lastly, my dear wife Lenore, I love her with all my heart BUT WHAT A TWISTED WOMAN?? OH MY GOD POOR HECTOR. IN THE BEGINNING I THOUGHT “oh this has to be more consensual than what’s going on with alucard, she’s probably just Seducing him 🤷‍♀️” WRONG. THE SLAVE RING? THAT LOOKS LIKE IT HURT. AND ALL THEIR SCENES I FEEL LIKE ARE WILDLY MORE REVEALING THAN ANYTHING WITH ALUCARD. BUT SERIOUSLY, That whole plan was really pulled off SO WELL she did a very good job of keeping her own face while KNOWING exactly what she was doing every step of the way. All in all this whole episode pulls together really well into a shamble of absolute terror. And I love it.

[sukirichi]

holy shit long rant ahead

"Like-like you're looking for the man who courted you two years ago, the one you truly wanted to marry. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, because you're not going to find him. He never existed in the first place. Whatever it is you're looking for, you won't find it in me," *shit here we go again audio with head in my hands*

"Get out of your head. Just because I did all those things for you, doesn't mean they meant something. Are you forgetting I spent two years of my life trying to win you over, and I never once felt something for you other than tolerance?" When your face fell, triumph washed over his features. "That's right. You remember now, don't you? She's the one I want. Everything I do is for her. Don't forget your place."

Man idk how the princess heard this another time without breaking down in rage cause either this man is going down with me or nothing. Princess where is your self respect? PICK YOURSELF UPPPPPPP THIS MAN LEGIT RUNS ALL OVER YOU AND all we do is cry and yearn for more LIKE WE NEED TO BLOW IR*S AND HIM UP ATP BRING THE BIG GUNS OUT I NEED KUROO AND HIS ROOSTER LOOKING ASS TO POST THAT ARTICLE ASAP

“Your mother's sniffles was the last thing you heard before the sound of a fist connecting with skin resounded in the area. Pulling back, you gasped at what you saw.”

OH THE SATISFACTION I FELT HERE SWEET HEAVENS I wish someone recorded it and we could watch it all over again cause UM LESGO WWE 🗣️🤺 never have I ever loved a father this much cause he SLAYED LEFT NO CRUMBS AT ALLL #curedmyfatherissues

“Want me, you pleaded silently, at least want me. Just a little bit.” pookie 🤠😟😞 cmon we better than this

“Rintaro hadn't mean to. Sure, he was careless and never used protection, but he thought little of it. Iris® cycles were irregular and they never worried if she missed her period. She was always on the pill - all because of him, since Kiyoomi wouldn't have touched her anyway.”

he’s one sick bastard I hope he rots imagine cheating on your wife that you claim to love, doing it in your shared bed AND without protection like babe the article was so deserved by god

and the ending sentence,,,,,just made me so sick because as much as I hate rin and ir*s, I think I hate the queen and the king more because the issues started with them. with the king being an absolute whore and having kids with random ass women LIKE WHERE IS THE VASECTOMY GET HIS TUBES TIED and the queen being a bitch to rin his whole life just to find out my man got issues for nothing??? not defending him at all but to find out that all he knew as his “home” and family (even tho they sucked) were all never really his,,, I can see his heart breaking with the image he had of his family in his mind in the form of drawings made by his inner child, torn in half,,,,,,,oh I am about to be SICK

(and once he finally found his real home aka princess, bro fumbled it up BADDDD like if I was him I would beg for forgiveness + repent + burn the castle with the queen in it <33 (not the princes, tobio pookie you are coming home with me)

bro’s mental health must be in a delicate state, I hate him but I am also worried for him 🥲

- Freud anon is in shambles btw

THE HERE WE GO AGAIN AUDIO AAHJKA SO TRUE he just keeps on going back and forth like decide already!! 😭 do you want us or not!!

the self respect is… there, just buried under very deep layers of still hoping for something good. but also like we can’t really blame dtd!yn for acting this way because rintaro was FINALLY changing and being the husband we wanted him to be! the whole romantic dinner setup, working on the beach house together, and not once even mentioning iris????!!? BRO WAS DEDICATED. but then yeah he really just had to ruin it all again UGH. “all we do is cry and yearn for more.” actually real.

the daddy issues tag im crying 😭 sending all my love and hugs to you anon. BUT YES omg I loveeee our dad so much in DTD because he really said fuck around and find out! dude literally did not care that he was punching a royal because his daughter was more important than their titles! our parents in dtd are soo parents goals I love them <3

nauh bcos rintaro is careless and CRAZYYY. not only did they do it in OUR bed but he did it raw like! I would’ve thrown up ngl. AGHJSKA the vasectomy LMFAO. unfortunately it’s his duty to have many children and he fulfilled that part VERY well, just yknow… they really should’ve specified to him that he had to have kids with his wife and not other women. but yes I agree! all the problems really started because the king and queen hated each other (or more like, the queen hated him for how he treated her, and the king just didn’t care about her at all. he just knew she’d be a good queen and he needed someone smart and capable in leading the country so he can slack off. terrible, terrible man.) YES OMGGG THE DRAWINGS STOPPP I GET SO SAD EVERYTIME I THINK OF RINTARO’S LIFE WAS STOLEN FROM HIM AND ALL HIS ISSUES, EVERYTHING THAT HE FUCKED UP, HAD BEEN FOR NOTHING! and now he’s fumbling so bad too like bro is losing everything that should’ve never been his in the first place ugh.

YES! we protect and love tobio in this house!! and I agree </3 rintaro is going through a lot and it honestly goes two ways – it’s either he does worse things to cope, or he completely shuts down and forgets everything that happened. I’m not sure which one I prefer…

[wisteriaclaw]

ok wow tas s1 e6 the survivor is giving me some thoughts jfc so have some live commentary

so carter winston is totally kirk's hero right? i mean the guy saved a colony from starvation. tarsus IV parallel much???

"after they put me together they assigned one of their people to me and.. he nursed me back to health - it's.. over between us, ann. i'm.. sorry, i cant explain why but.. i can't marry you. ever." ohhhh so hes gay.. tee hee

oh hes a weird little shape shifting tentacle dude now awesome. yeah. yeah just a gay tentacle monster putting men to sleep and dragging them off screen. yeah thats normal and fine yeah

ok turns out that wasnt him but instead his gay lover. so ig carter was bi or something. my point still stands. and theres something kind of beautiful about the vendorian taking his lovers shape after his death, love changing you, or something

OH SO HES GAY AND DISABLED AND HE WAS DISCRIMINATED AGAINST FOR IT AND HE WORKED WITH THE ROMULANS BECAUSE THEY GAVE HIM A SENSE OF FUCKING PURPOSE IN A WORLD THAT DESPISED HIM AFTER HIS LOVER, THE VERY MAN WHO HAD GIVEN HIM A REASON TO LIVE, DIED!! BUT HE COULDNT GO THROUGH WITH IT BECAUSE OF CARTER'S LOVE FOR THE HUMANS, HE HAD A CHANGE OF HEART BECAUSE OF LOVE!!! QUEER UNCONDITIONAL FUCKING LOVE!!!!!! DEAR GOD I CANT HAVE ANOTHER OBSCURE ASS RAREPAIR BUT I DOOOOO IM SO ILL IM SO DISEASED IM IN SHAMBLES OVER THIS WEIRD LITTLE NOODLE GUY. HE DOESNT EVEN HAVE A NAME GODDAMMIT

yay theres spones flirting too ok i love this episode

[tastylemonbread]

LIKELY INCOHERENT RAMBLINGS ON FICTIONAL GODS IVE CREATED. its a bit much.

[all this has been copy + pasted from discord with some minor revisions]

dude actually. the gods have a natural passive cloaking spell-ish thing on them at all times that blocks most humans from consciously registering them. but anyway this effect doesn't work on animals. where im going with this is that crows are totally aware of real gods

i havent really been updating this server on the design changes to some of the gods. if i can remember em all.....

chaos is now represtented by incomprehensible shambling arms that move in a mesmerizingly smooth manner, but any individual arm/hand appears to move jagged and jittery. its face is one of those creepy white painted smiley theatre masks, and its "neck" is just arms holding the mask

war used to be an armored thing, then i wanted it to be a humanoid robot that looks like a tank. then i decided that war god should actually be a skinny fucker that wears the robot like armor. then i decided no actually these ideas should kiss and be yuri and actually war god is now a big robot tank armor thing that's been worn so long that the being inside has been fused with the mechanical bits. veins and tendons creep along its insides. between the mechanical armor plating, you can see muscle. it bleeds

god of life is void black wearing a white suit, which is like the opposite of death with his white bone and void black clothes. anyway, life never wears a tie, and her blazer is never buttoned up to show she's less tied down by all the red tape of order's institution. oh and also her shirt is fun colorful

[old sketches of life. i forgot to draw her clothes right. i always forget this.]

anyway erm. life and death have rings of the other one's sigils :3

not married

idk its complicated

i think what i may go with is that life thinks theyre already in a relationship but death thinks that he just has this huge unreciprocated crush on her. this too is yuri

have i mentioned that god of fear is a doggy now. black doggy. one of them sleek fighter jet lookin ones. and his face is all scarred and shit. these scars make him look more intimidating but they're just.... scars. signs of abuse and pain. because god of fear is also god of misery and all that stuff [note: nobody actually knows that he's also misery. they're too scared of him (he has this natural aura that makes him fuckign terrifying) to talk with him. hence the crippling isolation and consequential misery]

[note for my tumblr girlies. trying to imvent a god of the sky and stars is kinda fucking hard when you are at all aware of what astronomy is. like. wow. that sure is A LOT OF PLANETS for a single god to have domain over. hrm. maybe i need to rethink this.]

[i rethought it. i have decided that sky and star god only controls how stars are perceived from earth. and also astrology or whatever. yaaayyy ^_^]

[another note about god of war. me making the body fused with the armor conveniently allows me to make a suit of armor that can't actually fit a humanoid thing. i can just say that the humanoid thing is curled up in a ball or whatever. yaaaayyyy :D]

[another note about god of fear. i looked up the dog. its called a doberman]

[thelovelybitten]

vera's first watch of south park -- season four (part 2)

jfc i want 2 unalive... slowly

EPISODE 6: THESE THE BOYS ARE SO FERAL BYE messing w the sub with switching names NO KYLE IS SICK :’((((( MY POOR BOY NOT BUTTERS HE’S SUCH A CUTE CARD I LOVE BUTTERS SM miss information…. bffr garrison writing a SMUT FIC BYE MDFNVIFDMIMMVS miss information BYE STAN IS TRYING 2 HELP there’s only so much natural herbs can do :’( “KYLE’S MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WORLD” SO TRUE SO TRUE CRYINGGGGG “I’LL GIVE HIM MY KIDNEY I’LL DO IT” stan would die for kyle and that’s on god babe not cartman being the only person in south park that matches kyle SMH kenny and cartman being actual kids ofc cartman won’t give it up “how much is ur life worth to u, kyle” cartman u fucking JACKASS if kyle dies i’m gonna be pissed stan worried abt kyle :’(((((( kenny >:( rightfully so garrison just come out as gay babe it’s not that hard clyde and tacos >>>> kyle’s life this is so fucked ew oh stan is serious he’s gonna get his kidney i forgot abt cartmans pig cartman is so smart okay that kinda slayed stan DON’T CRY “nobody cares if i die” KENNY THAT WAS OUTTA POCKET BUT ALSO SO TRUE MY SON “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS BULLSHIT. SCREW U GUYS I’M GOING HOME.” PIANO FALLS ON HIM :’( very cartman of u kenny OH THEY KILLING HER OOF wait how is cartman not dead ?!?!?!/! his whole ass kidney was cut off by an eight year old oh they defo put his kidney into kyle’s bod but faked it for cartman epic EPISODE 7 Chef winning U GET THEM KING. Ending racists PERIOD who TF is this teacher Cartman winning debates ??? Weird Oh LMAO THE CLASS AGREES HES A RAT MY FUCKING FAVE KIDS ON TEAM CHEF !!! WENDY, BEBE, CLYDE AND BUTTERS. ICONS Stan obvs on his uncles side but BIG BOO WENDY GET THEM BABY WENDY TELL UR MAN HES AN IDIOT STYLE VS WENDY AND CARTMAN ??? oh this abt to be good cartman tho… fat boo Chef schooling the kiddies (style respectfully) WENDY PROTECTING STYLE SO REAL THUMBS DOWN CARTMAN BOOOOOOOO NOT THE KKK 💀💀💀💀 THE MAYOR RLY DIDNT DO SHIT oh crap leaving it up to the kids WHACK Wendy and cartman in the same frame is just giving me the ICK NO WENDY DONT LAUGH ALL CUTELY AT HIM EW no bc cartman and Wendy together makes me physically I’ll wtf KENNY EATING THE MINTS “FUCK YOU” so real “I don’t think we stand a chance in this debate bc Wendy’s leading the other side” “Dude, ur just saying that bc she’s your gf” TRUE AND REAL Kyle so real for that omg OH SHIT KENNY NOOOO HE EXPLODED NO CRYING not Wendy & Cartman again LORD ARE U TRYING TO TEST ME I WANNA OFF MYSELF WHY IS TREY AND MATT GIVING WENDY AND CARTMAN AN ENEMIES TO LOVERS ARC HES EVERYTHING SHE HATES AND VICE VERSA STAN PLS COME COLLECT UR GF IM GONNA THROW UP MY DINNER NOT THE HAND TOUCH IM UNALIVING I CANT I FUCKING HATE IT HERE NOT WENDY FANTASIZING CARTMAN I WANNA SKIP IT SO BAD BUT I NEED TO HAVE AN HONEST FULL REACTION NOT THE ROLL DOWN THE HILL WENDY WOKE UP IT WAS A DREAM THE LORD SAVED ME FROM THIS HELL Wendy me too bc what the fuck Dunks head in water me too Wendy seeing cartman everywhere and haunting her NOOOOOO Wendy “please don’t let this be happening” I WISH IT WASNT BABY GIRL This KKK stuff is weird “BEBE IM ATTRACTED TO CARTMAN” Bebe IMMEDIATELY SCREAMS THATS MY DAUGHTER SHES THE MOOD no but Bebe is me rn BEBE NO DONT TELL HER TO KISS HIM ?!1?1!1) THE FUCK ARE U DOING Wendy PLEASE DOR THE LOVE OF GOD DONT I DONT NEED THAT IN MY BRAIN PLEASE IM BEGGING WHAT WOULD STAN THINK ??!?!? WENDY ARE U DELULU STANS LOOK OF CONCERN AS HE LOOKS AT WENDY STUTTERING AND PANICKING NO WENDY ARE U FUCKING FOR REAL NOOOOOO STANS FACE NO IM BREAKING IM DESTROYED IM IN SHAMBLES HIS SAD FACE NO STAN IM SOBBINGGGGGG cartman feeling so smug abt Stan’s girl kissing him I know stan is gonna go HAM ON HIS ASS Stan still upset NO I HATE IT HERE I HATE IT CARTMAN IS ADDING FUEL TO THE FIRE TEASING STAN OH STOP IT STAN IS STILL SHOCKED STILL. S T I L L S T I L L S T I L L IM SOBBING AT STAN 😭😭 CARTMAN HAS FEELS FOR WENDY OH FUCK defo my least fave episode out of all seasons so far

[coulson-is-an-avenger]

a piece of media: has a character who survived a horrible trauma, addresses their pain (bonus points if they cry), and has other characters who support and uplift them

me, doubled over and tearing up: oh god,,,, oh f uckg

[diluc33rpm]

1/3 Is your perception of yourself similar or the same to how others perceive you?

this is inaccurate no one perceives me

[shiningclown69]

I'm sure this has been talked about a lot but

I LOVE the conscious decision that the wizards chose their own clothes/aesthetic + adapted to modern speech mannerisms

Like imagine some evil dudes from the Medieval times being like "Ah damn we gotta change our look guys medieval is out of style in the modern world"

And they were like "yess this outfit style perfectly represents our nefarious intentions!" and then put on chunky platform boots and multiple belts

Like goth/punk was certainly a CHOICE

Duman and Gantlos had to VIBE with that choker and sick hat!! Oh my god!!!

I somehow imagine Ogron dyed his hair red too for this??? Along with his beard and eyebrows?????? Bc I cannot take the idea of someones hair being that neon red during the medieval era

Also imagine if their speech pattens were initially v old english and then they consciously adapted to human speech patterns for no discernable reason?? Idk i guess they had alot of free time after wiping out magic from earth??? Anyway, grandpas. How do you do fellow kids

Also that scene where the specialists phone dialled the winx for help bc the wizards were at a table??? Immaculate. Giving "Mom help there are a bunch of strange goth men at my table im scared" energy. They were literally just sitting there doing nothing but clashing with the colorful summer decor of the fruity music bar. I'm in shambles.

[anonymous-dentist]

do u have any fic recs? im so starving

Yep! Fair warning, though, most of (if not all of) these are gonna be karlnapity because I'm one of the few that goes through the tag on a regular basis.

Under the read more for length's sake.

¿tu idioma o el mío? (your language or mine?) Basically, Quackity realizes that neither Karl nor Sapnap speak Spanish and realizes, wow, he can tease them all he wants and they won't know a thing. But, whoops, maybe his joke proposals aren't jokes after all. I really like this one! Idk why. I have a soft spot for fluff for fluff's sake. Let's Just Call It Commonlaw Karl, Sapnap, and Quackity are three very drunk roommates who accidentally get married through a commonlaw marriage and forget about it entirely. Only problem when they find out it's legit is that Karl is in love with his roommates, and that Sapnap and Quackity aren't in love with him. Right? Anyway, this one's written by my number one fan and I'm this fic's number one fan. The legal aspects might not be all there, but I'm a historian, not a lawyer. It's sweet and cute. Enough said. Oh, Sinners Come Down Wilbur-centric. After the Antarctic Empire conquered the existing empire, the homeless population is in shambles, including one Wilbur Soot and his house full of tiny nuisances. And then some asshole named Technoblade shows up and says that the Empire is going to build a homeless shelter. Again, idk why I like this one so much, especially considering my distaste for c!sbi, but it honestly comes off as more of a semi-dsmp semi-smp earth type of deal. When The Sunlight Dies Runaway Prince George and his emotionally-devastated knight, Sapnap, are on their way out of the kingdom when they run into local shmucks, Karl and Quackity. Add in the weird god dude doing the worst job at trying to 'force' George through a corruption arc, and it's a legit good time. Look, I may dislike this fic personally, but this is an objective list. There's a reason everyone and their mother recommends this one. It's just good. Just ignore the random bits of infodumping, but that's all in the second half of the fic. (Note: I do not recommend the very unneeded and overly-long final chapter or the sequel fic. At all. Save yourself the trouble and go outside instead.) tuck me in your covers, bring the colour back into my face Quackity definitely is absolutely alright. Don't even worry about him. Except he is kinda super traumatized and really doesn't wanna think about that. This is another one that's usually recommended, and I think it's pretty unique in that, unlike a lot of other fics in the 'genre', this fic doesn't present Quackity's PTSD as a weakness. I Out of the Woods Three idiots on one couch what problems can happen??? Gasp, a romcom!? Anyway, Karlnap are an established couple, and Quackity shows up and confuses both of them by being the most attractive man in the universe. Idk, I don't normally like college fics, but this one was nice. It's simple. Chill as hell. We Must Have Good Pitch, ‘Cause Baby, You and Me are So In Tune! Band au with bonus dnf. Look, everything Quid touches is just. It's good! I don't even like band aus! Geodes in the Gravel Immortal biographer and immortal shapeshifter menace decide to try and court freshly-immortal former vampire hunter-turned-vampire. Awkwardness and sweetness ensues. Technically this is part of a series by an author I don't really like, but it's perfectly readable on its own. Bad Blood Bad invites Karl and Quackity over to talk about their relationship with Sapnap. It's cute, and it's mostly just our two idiots having crisis after crisis during this conversation as Bad sits there pleasantly having a very good time. It's Not Like You Ever Tried To Stay Sapnap went to the Red Banquet. I think they should hug :( A Leap of Faith Tommy goes to Quackity to learn how to fly, and Quackity is the best big brother material anyone could ask for. Look, Q is better big brother than Wil could ever be. Enough said.

[fonkeloog]

no idea who that loui tumilson bloke is but i see you being excited about him and im excited with you girl

okay. This might get long, because there’s so much to talk about. So I’m just going to put a read more thingy after the introduction. Buckle up cause I’m about to infodump before I dive into why i love him so much:

Who is Louis Tomlinson?

You mentioned that “he makes music and hes somehow related to that one direction harry guy everyones obsessed with lately for no good reason” And that might be the most accurate description I’ve seen. 

They are related to eachother in at least one way. Both Louis and Harry were part of the boyband One Direction. Now there’s the whole Larry Stylinson thing, which, -although very interesting- isn’t the topic of this post. So I’ll leave that up to you to decide whether or not that was an actual thing. 

July 2010 - December 2010:

Louis auditions on his own for the X-factor in July 2010, and has to leave during bootcamp. Which doesn’t happen, as he gets put in a band with 4 other guys (Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Harry Styles and Liam Payne). They are an immediate hit with the viewers, and are especially popular among teenage girls. The band makes it to the final, where they become third. But that isn’t the end but rather, in the famous words of Zayn “Only the beginning”

2011 - 2014:

The band has an absolute skyrocketing into fame. Their first single becomes No.1 worldwide and it’s only up from there. (I’ll spare you every single achievement cause I would forget one and I’m too tired to proofread my own shit) 

2015:

This year deserves it’s own part, because oh my god. 

first big thing is Zayn leaving in March. Fans were heartbroken and the fandom was in absolute shambles. At first it was said to be a short pause due to his health, but soon we would hear that he wasn’t coming back.

December brings another shockwave. After 5 years (and 5 albums, which is insane) the boys announce their hiatus.

2016 - 2018:

December 2016 Louis releases his first song, Just hold On. Which is written in honor of his late mother, who passed earlier that month. In 2017 he releases a couple of songs, but nothing regarding an album yet.

2018 is the year he releases his debut album Walls of which the ERA has just ended. 

2022:

In november his album Faith in the Future will be out! And as my blog shows I’m very excited for that!

Why does this random dude from England take up so much of my time?

that is a very valid question. I honestly don’t know what it is about him that makes me so happy. What I do know is that when Walls came out, i was in a very dark spot and that album lowkey gave me purpose to keep going. The way Louis acts towards his fans is different from other artists I follow. He takes shots with fans, Flips them off at concerts and often times he’s a sarcastic little shit.

But he’s also been through hell and back. He lost his mother to leukemia, and not even 2 years later one of his sisters unexpectedly passed away at just 18 years. He knows what it’s like to struggle, and always tries to take time for his fans. When a girl told him that “you’re the reason my parents still have a daughter.” his immediate response was to wrap her up in a hug and make sure she was okay now. 

He’s an extremely talented writer and his songs show that. He’s obviously rich and has more money than he’ll ever spend, but he was raised by a young single mother. He has 7 younger siblings, who he helped raise when he was just a child.

OH! he forgets the lyrics to his own songs, and will look for signs in the crowd to see if someone has them written down for him.   

That's the shorter version. I could talk on and on about this man, but for now I'll just keep it like this :)

[dmwrites]

(Hi future dm here this was written before double life dropped, so there are no elements of that in here. Just a silly lil thing. Enjoy :))

The games had begun again. The players stood in spawn, looking at one another. Was it fear? Was it love? Was it uncertainty? Perhaps it was all of that and more. This was the third toll of the bell, a new victor would be crowned after this.

“Well, I guess it’s time to begin.” Grian spoke, and everyone gathered looked at him. “Good luck, everyone. We will never see each other as we do right-”

“Hey, is this the, uh, Life series?”

A new voice cut across Grian’s speech, and everyone turned to see a guy in a blue outfit with his hands on his knees, breathing heavy.

“Oh my god, why did I get spawned at the bottom of this hill. Oh my god I’m out of shape. Phew!” He looked up at the gathered group. “Uh, sorry. Didn’t mean to interrupt. Is this the Life series? Am I in the right place?”

Grian exchanged a confused glance with a few others before responding. “Yes it is… and who are you?”

“Oh, I’m Connor. Connoreatspants. I’m new, I think. I know you were doing a monologue or something, so I’ll just get out of your way…” Connor tried to find a space in the circle of gathered players, but no one would move for him, so he just leaned awkwardly against a rock.

“I- right, okay.” Grian gave Connor another puzzled look, but shook his head and got back to his speech. “This may be the last time we ever see each other in this way- in peace. I wish you all luck. Let’s… go!”

A bunch of people dispersed at once, casting suspicious looks at one another. Connor knew none of them, and, plagued with confusion and anxiety, just kind of chilled by his rock.

“Hey.”

The blonde man who had been speaking before walked over to him. He wasn’t the most physically intimidating person Connor had ever seen, but he did have a clever gleam in his eye.

“So who are you? I don’t recall seeing you on the list.”

Connor screwed up his face, thinking back. “I honestly don’t really get why I’m here either. I was at my buddy’s house on the Dream smp- you know what the dream smp is, right?”

“No.”

“I- okay, well I guess that clout is useless here, okay, noted.” Connor pouted a little bit. “Well, I was at my friends Minecraft house- I am a variety streamer though- and I was looking through his mail, and he had this cool letter from some kind of bread person inviting him to this place I guess. I like touched the letter where it said to click and I ended up here, I dunno.”

The blonde man has his head in his hands. “Connor. Okay. Do you, by any chance, know a pig named Technoblade?”

“Yeah! That’s him! He’s my best friend.” Connor said.

“I sent that letter. To Tech. I’m Grian. Not Grain. That was meant for Tech to get. And like, the issue is, I can’t even be mad at you because I would do the exact same thing.”

“Oh… im sorry.” Connor said awkwardly.

“It’s fine.” Grian pinched his forehead in a way that suggested the opposite. “Just, you’ve got to play now.”

“Yeah, what is this game anyway?” Connor looked around. There weren’t many people left around. There was some dude covered in scars talking to a guy in sunglasses and dog ears, and a redhead off in the distance being followed by some blonde dude. Connor wasn’t an empath, but he could sense the weird nervous energy all around.

“This is a death game. The goal is to be the last one alive. I’d suggest finding some allies to keep you alive, or go hide in a hole until someone takes mercy on you and takes all of your lives.”

“Oh, I see why you wanted my best friend Technoblade now." Connor nodded knowingly.

Grian rolled his eyed and walked off. “Connor, I don’t know you, but I am so excited to see your blood on my sword. Scar, let’s go!” Grian walked off with the scarred dude, leaving dog guy alone. Connor shambled over to him.

“Hi.”

“Howdy, diggity dude! You need some woodstickles? I gotcha!” The man tossed Connor a few bits of wood.

“Thanks man. I’m Connor. Does- is Grian always like that?” He watched the two walking away towards a forest. “And is the scarred guy really named Scar? That’s… easy to remember, I guess.”

“Oh, Gri’s just like that. And yes, that handsome devil of a man next to him is goodtiemeswithscar. Absolute angel. But, that’s all beyond the point right now. Diggity dude, looks like fate has brought us together! What do you say, Connor of the eating pants variety? Will you be my comrade here? As long as you don’t eat my trousers, that is.” He stuck out a hand.

“Uh yeah, I guess.” Connor shook his hand. It was a very hairy hand. “I don’t even know who you are.”

“Oh, I’m Rendog, my dude!” Ren did a jumping spin in place. “And this teamup will be epic!”

“Yeah… has anyone ever told you that talking to you is like getting hit over the head with a plastic mallet over and over?” Connor followed Ren down to the river, where they walked along the shoreline.

“All the time, Connor baby! It’s part of my charm!”

“Right…” Connor felt very out of his element, like he always did. So he trekked on, following Ren the dog, and hoping beyond hope that at the very least, his death would be funny.

[violetnotez]

HC: Tending to Their Wounds

Just some soft headcannon for my 2k Celebration! You can check out the original post here

Pairings: Mirio x reader, Shoto x reader, Bakugo x reader

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Mirio

This dude^^^^right here^^^^\

HAS 0 CONCEPT OF PAIN

Like he feels it he KNOWS its theree

He just CHOOSES to ignore it

he could have literal slashes all over his body and insists that he’s okay

He main priority is to get healed ASAP of course

BUT HE WONT SIT DOWN

he will be cracking dad jokes, insisting he’s fine when he’s clearly NOT

You cant even get ahold of him hes just soooo fast

He will only really chill out if you FORCE him and he sees how nervous he’s making you

Its gonna be wierd cause he gonna be worried about you

Lots of soft touches, asking if your doing alright, and cracking jokes to make you smile

Honestly this baby has a heart of golddddd

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“Mirio, please Im begging you-” you sighed, your feet scrambling to keep up with the hero, the first aid kit clanking in your hands.

“Begging me? Geez, didnt realize you were that  worried!” he laughed good naturedly, his body sauntering over to open the refrigerator door. “Honestly, babe, Im fine, honestly!”

You squinted your eyes at him, his arms outstretched as if to show you just how “fine” he was.

What a big ass lie- his suit was in shambles, his skin scraped and dusted with dirt...he was a wreck.

“Mirio, you look like you got hit by a bus,” you stated plainly, your face clearly not buying his remarks.

He simply laughed at you, his beaten body reaching into the fridge and pulling out some food.

“Ah, c’mon, y/n, you gotta believe me, Im feeling perfectly fine!”

Oh, so now he wanted to make food?! When he looked like that, completely trashed and bruised?! 

You shook your head, your lips pursed- deseprate time called for desperate measures.

MIrio began to look through the drawers, trying to find some utensils in the small kitchen.

“Hey, sunshine, do you know where the-uh,uh- sunshine?”

You had his tattered suit balled in your hand, your body pressed up against his own. You face was mere inches away from his, his blue eyes wide with shock as you kissed him square on his mouth. 

Mirio dropped the loaf of bread in his hand, his digits wrapping around your waist and giving it a squeeze as your hands began to work his suit off his battered torso.

Mirio smiled on to your lips at the feeling of you working his clothes off him.

“So this was why you were desperate-” he chuckled softly,his hands pushing you flushed against your body.

He was quickly snapped away from his hazy thoughts once he felt you push away, your hands quickly opening up the first aid kit and getting some supplies out.

“Nope- I just needed to give you a distraction,” you smirked at the boy, his pout making  you laugh

Mirio  gave you a sad look, his lips pouted out as if like a child.

“Ah cmon sunshine, now thats just cruel,”

Shoto

Shoto has nerves made of STEEL

And same with his pain tolerance

You could probably give this boy stitches and he’d only wince like twice

Honestly it kinda scary how calm he can be

If your kinda new to bandaging people up, he’s got you COVERED

Like will guide your hands and tell you what to put on what wound, etc etc

Hes a sweeetyyyy pieeeee

He will be blushy hardcore tho, no matter how long you’ve known each other or how long you’ve been dating

Hes a soft baby, and the feeling of your hands on his bare skin makes him melt into your touch

But even though he’s good at taking pain, make sure to remind him to breathe

Cause he has a tendency to hold his breathe, and it literally freaks you out when you see his lips turning purple lmao

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You had your legs cradled against Shoto’s thighs, your hands busy at work to patch up an open wound left on his chest. His hero suit was pooled around his navel, showcasing the beautifully pale skin of his torso.

You had to admit it- the boy was built like a god, and you couldnt be more pleased to be so close to him, even if it was because he was injured.

“Are you doing okay?” you asked quietly, looking at him with waiting eyes.

Shoto gulped, his cheeks gaining a little red hue- you were so cute sitting on his lap, and the way you looked at him could have made his heart stop from just pure happiness. He felt so calm yet so nervous around you, and he was intoxicated by the feeling.

“Y-yes, thank you,” he stuttered out, his tone a bit more flushed.

You simply smiled, happy he was feeling okay, continuing with your work- 

until you felt heat radiating under your legs. 

At first you didnt pay any mind to it, letting it seep into your pants and warm your skin...but it began to hurt a little, almost like if a laptop was burning under your thighs.

You cocked your head looking up at Shoto’s face, his eyes downcast as if lovesick and his cheeks a fiery red...he was flustered.

“Shoto,” you mused quietly, taking your finger and resting it against his chin. His eyes met yours quickly, those bi-colored eyes wide in an owlish expression.

“Yes y/n?” he asked nervously, his tone deep and rich like honey.

You gave him a small smirk, tilting your head ever so slightly. “Are you nervous? Because your kind of heating up on me-”

“Oh, I-Im sorry!” he instantly apologized, his hands wrapping around your outer thighs, “I wasnt paying attnetion, I-Ill cool you down...”

Shoto’s kept his hands cradled on your sides for the rest of the time you were working on his wounds, his face a reddened mess as he sent cold sensations down your skin.

Bakugo

He definitelllyyyyy got hurt from training, fighting Deku, or both

Your probably gonna have to get used to bandaging him up cause his pride wont let him get patched up 

but he will be too rough to properly fix himself up

tHIS LITTLE BRAT THO

He thinks he is being all tough,,,,

but honestly he’s not

Like he might be quiet at first, only a couple groans here and there-

but once you pull out that bottle of alcohol for his wounds hes gonna be FERAL

just throwing a damnnnnn temper tantrum

Once you get that part over with he’ll calm down...maybe even say thank you if your lucky smh

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(This scene was definitellllyyyyy inspired by Indiana Jones and Ive been DYING to write this since like Christmas)

“Shit y/n, it fucking hurts!” he yelled, his vermillion eyes a deep red as he spoke through gritted teeth.

He was holding his scratched arm away from you, shielding you from being able to properly clean it. You couldn't help but roll you eyes- yeah, cleaning the wound stings a little, but you it wasnt like you were doing durgery on him. He seriously was a little too much to deal with at time.

You leaned away from the whining boy, an exasperated sigh leaving your lips. 

“So where does it not hurt then, Katsuki,”

Bakugo gave a sulky look, his eyes squinted at you as he pointed at his elbow

“-Here.”

You leaned forward quickly, your lips placing a soft kiss on the skin. Bakugo’s cheeks immediately erupted in red, his eyes wide and all pain erased from his face as he gazed at your slightly annoyed face.

“And-and here,” he stuttered out, his voice a little less forceful as he slowly pointed to his collarbone with bandaged digits.

This needy little prick-a small smirk enveloped on your face as you leaned in gently, careful to not press your body too much on his as you left a small kiss on his skin.

Bakugo watched you with wide eyes, his whole body tingling and the spots where you kissed him leaving electric sparks on his skin.

“Anywhere else?” you asked, your eyes glowing mischievously as you looked at he flustered boy.

He grunted slightly, his mouth swallowing thickly.

“And-and here,” he slowly stated, his hand pointing to his lips.

You simply rolled your eyes, your smile growing on your lips as you happily obliged to his request.

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