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Brewing Storm
Warning for a certain friend: This is milo’s backstory, if you dont want to be spoiled for the campaign he eventually shows up in, dont read!
This is a super long post so it will be split into 2 parts! This is merely part 1
Cw for some disturbing scenes regarding fire towards the end (please ask to tag if i am missing any triggers)
Eager footsteps clattered across wooden floorboards as a white haired flurry sped through a small cottage’s doorway, flakes of mud coming off of worn leather boots and dirtying the freshly swept floors earning a soft click of a tongue from someone in the kitchen.
A middle aged, elven woman stood elegantly by the countertop, grooming through a basket of vegetables and brushing the dirt off with her calloused hands as her bright sapphire eyes glanced over at the room the footsteps disappeared into.
“Milo, what have I told you about tracking dirt in the house after your chores?” Came the soft, but firm voice after the flurry darted into a room. “I just swept the floors!”
“I know I know but I have to get out of these overalls!” Came a younger voice from the other room along with a chaotic clatter of noise before a young elven boy came darting back out, heading right towards the front door again. “Bye mom see you later!”
He was about average height for a young elf, with long, wavy hair the color of freshly fallen snow that hung loose and messy around his head like a hurricane had styled it. His eyes were a startling electric blue, and if one looked closely, they might even find flecks of silver that shimmered like moonlight within his irises. His skin was just as pale as his hair, speckled with very faint almost silver-colored freckles that arched across his nose like a constellation before they darted down his neck towards his shoulders. His clothes weren’t much to look at, a simple white tunic that flowed with the summer breeze and a pair of cloth pants with a patches and seams spread out over them like a jigsaw of fixes while the knees wore a faint mossy tint from stains that decided they were here to stay.
“Oh no you don’t-“ Scolded the woman in the kitchen as she turned to face the eager lad as he laid a hand on the door, her arms crossed over her chest. “Not without telling me where you’re going!”
She was taller than the boy, her hair equally as white and wavy though hers was tied back into a low ponytail that laid slack over her right shoulder. Her eyes were just the same as the boy’s, though a bit more sunken as wrinkles hung just below them, though her lips stayed in a lax smile, even as the boy halted almost nervously in his tracks to turn to face her with a sheepish look.
“I’m just going to hang out with Alec and the others in the woods,” The boy responded. “I gotta hurry though! They said they had something really cool and the last one there has to get dunked in the river and I dont know about you, but I do not want to get wet today!”
“Alright, alright, I won’t keep you much longer then if getting splashed is clearly such a danger to you.” The woman chuckled, tucking a few wild strands of hair behind Milo’s pointed ear and pluching out a few stray twigs of hay. “Just be back in time for dinner, okay?”
“Yes mom,” The teen practically whined as he squirmed away with an almost embarrassed smile. “Sundown as always, I’ll be there! Now I gotta go!”
With that final note he turned and bolted again, boots shuffling against dirt as he darted off to the forest’s edge, eager to meet up with his friends, although he was more eager to not be the last as he excitedly hurried across boulders and roots, vaulting effortlessly over logs and stumps until he finally arrived at the clearing where a stick home lay fortified against the wispy branches of an old willow tree and two other boys sat waiting outside.
The first boy was a tall, stocky human kid with bright orange hair that curled like a fire’s sharp tongue, freckles dotting his face far more prominently than Milo’s own as his steel grey eyes glared forward at the silver haired boy’s arrival and he leaned down to jab his elbow into the other boy beside him who was much shorter in stature, a young halfling lad, pudgy and round around the middle and arms with stocky not too dissimilar to a corgi. This boy had tousled brown hair and an almost mousey nose while his almond eyes were brown and soft like oak as his plush lips turned upwards into a annoyed pout and he crossed his arms much like the taller boy had done before.
“Well look who finally shows up Thomas! Old Milo the forever late!” The taller boy announced with a grand gesture and wicked sneer that showed off the gap in his teeth.
“Looks like you’ll be takin a swim today Milo! You made us wait for an eternity!” The halfling, Thomas, piped up.
“Alec, come on!” Milo complained as he moved forward towards the two. “My mom stopped me on my way out to ask where I was going, Ii was almost on time!”
“Save it for the fish you’ll fry with your magic later when we toss you in the river!” Alec boomed as he jabbed a thumb over his shoulder. “But first you guys gotta see what I found when I was roaming the forest today! You won’t believe it!”
“Stop being so secretive and just show us already!” Milo scoffed as he waited for Alex to start running off, jumping to follow quick at his heels alongside Thomas.
Together the band jumped creeks, their boots skidding across pebbles and dirt as they thundered together through the woods louder than a herd of deer, traversing the trails and side paths and underbrush that they practically grew up in until the ground beneath them grew rockier and steeper, all the way until they had climbed to an overlook where wind whipped and lapped at their hair from below and fields upon fields of crops stretched out before weaving themself in towards the small collection of thatched rooves that they called home.
“Woah, you can see the whole town from up here!” Milo gasped as he sat over towards the edge, looking down to see the rushing water of the river bellow where some tabaxi were gathering buckets of water to bring back.
“Hey, weatherboy.” Alec grunted with a sharp kick to Milo’s side to grab his attention as he pointed out to a figure in the middle of the wheat field. “Try to hit that scarecrow with your lightning.”
“Oh, I really shouldn’t…” Milo mumbled, his smile falling as he looked down at his hands. “I don’t really have good control of my magic yet, and my mom says I should only really be practicing with cantrips right now and- “
“I wasn’t asking dipshit!” Alec growled as he gave the elf a harsh shove. “I don’t care what your mommy says about you using magic, just do it! Hit the scarecrow or I’ll hold you under during your dunk in the river!”
“Okay Okay!” Milo whimpered, hunching into himself as he cast his gaze downwards, unable to gather the courage to stand up to Alec. He always got his way anyways, he shouldn’t have tried to say no in the first place.
“C’mon, I know you can hit it!” Thomas chirped, not really put off about Alec’s harsh behavior, though at least he was more positive.
“Hold on hold on, it takes a minute for a larger spell like this…” Milo mumbled as he helf focus in his hands, feeling the way the very air around his fingertips began to hum and vibrate until visible blue sparks began to stretch and leap across his fingertips, reflecting their flashes in the silver of his eyes as he looked up to the sky where clouds were already beginning to stir.
The soft crackle of electricity filled the air between the boys like a warning, a distant rumble filling the sky as small flashes of blue began to form within the clouds above the village. Slowly, Milo brought his hand up like he was reaching for a nonexistent rope dangling in the air, trying to ignore the eager murmurs and whispers of his only friends as he hoped to impress them lest he go home with more bruises to explain to his mother as the skies continued to darken, clouds swarming together into something much larger than intended, but he couldn’t back down now that he had already begun the spell. Shakily, he clenched his hand into a fist, as if grabbing on to that invisible rope as he yanked it down to earth, as hard as he could, feeling the thrum of magic course through his veins as a sharp crack echoed through the air and a flash of light filled the sky so bright that it took a moment for the boys to see that Milo had missed the scarecrow entirely as more cracks filled the air like a symphony of fireworks, bang after bang, flash after flash as the heavens unloaded a hailstorm of electricity onto the lands causing a commotion so loud that it wasn’t until it was over that they heard the screams.
It only took them a few more moments before they saw the flames.
“THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!” Alec shouted as he grabbed Milo by the collar, panic swarming in his eyes.
“I’m sorry I’m sorry!!!” Milo sobbed, fearful tears now streaking down his face as he tried to free himself from the human’s grasp. “I just tried what you asked! I told you- I told you I’m not good at the bigger spells yet!”
As the boys screamed at each other in terror and confusion, a secondary jolt of electricity blitzed through Milo’s fingertips and serpentine flecks of blue leapt out branching and burning themself into Alec’s arms casuing him to drop Milo with a pained yelp before he let out a deep huff and sent his fist rocketing into the elf’s face witha sickening crunch as his nose shattered upon impact, a fresh stream of blood spilling out like a waterfall of crimson that stained the white of Milo’s shirt.
“You’re a fucking monster you know that?!” Alec screamed. “You could have just hit the damn scarecrow like I asked but you fucking hit the TOWN?! What the fuck is WRONG with you?!”
“I’m sorry- I’m sorry!!!” Milo whimpered, tucking his body into a ball to try and defend himself from the onslaught of violence he was accustomed to from Alec as he sobbed, only to hear the other boy’s footsteps retreat back down the trail, desperate to head back into town while Milo was left snivveling on the clifftop, covered in his own blood to which he weakly tried to get up and head back down himself, hoping that his mother was alright though he became more and more unsure with every pillar of ashen smoke that roared into the skies as the fires continued to rage, turning the evening sky into a hellscape of smog and embers.
By the time he had made it to his home, choking through the smoke and dodging the collapsing buildings, stepping over the charred bodies of those who didn’t make it and those who were directly struck by bolts of Milo’s own creation, it was too late. A single, charred arm lay visible from beneath the still glowing rubble of what the elf had once called home, a soot-covered sapphire ring still looped around her finger, the gem glinting ever so softly in the waning embers, and Milo couldn’t stop the screaming.
It startled him at first, how scratchy and loud it was, how it rang in his ears and how at the same time it sounded so far away. It wasn’t until he felt the pain scratching at his own throat that he realized it was his own as his now blackened hands grasped onto the still-warm ring on the corpse’s fingertips, knowing it truthfully as the one expensive posession his mother owned, a precious heirloom that was always said to one day be his, though he had never expected to gain it in such a way, nor did he wish to gain it at all if it wasn’t given freely by his mother.
In silence he sat, surrounded by the heat of the smoulder as He hiccuped and sobbed, the only thing to cool him being his own tears before a familiar voice piped up from behind.
“Thats him! That’s the bastard who wanted to kill everyone!”
With a weary sniffle, Milo turned towards the sound of the voice, eyes widening to see the sharp point of a halberd lowered towards him by a knight of the crownsguard, Alec and several of the surviving townsfolk standing behind him.
“I didn’t want this to happen….” Milo spoke softly, before raising his voice a little more. “I didn’t mean for any of this!!!”
“Liar!” Alec screamed, Milo’s blood still staining his knuckles. “Both me and Thomas heard what you said before you did it! You wanted to kill the whole town!!! You’re a MONSTER!”
“What…?” Milo spoke breathlessly, like the very air had been punched from his lungs by Alec’s accusation alone as he looked frantically towards Thomas who stood behind his mother with a fearful look upon his face. “Thomas- you were there… you know that’s not true!”
The crownsguard have a cautious look back towards the small halfling, as if waiting for the true liar to be revealed by his statement alone.
“It’s true…” Thomas spoke slowly, and Milo felt his heart plummet into his gut. “I heard him say it too, he wanted this to happen…”
“Milo Thatcher, you are under arrest and will be tried as an adult.” The crownsguard boomed, louder than thunder as two more guards crept foward with shackles, locking them around Milo’s arms as he stood frozen in shock. “Save your pleas for the court, though they are unlikely to grant you any mercy for your crimes and senseless rampage. Try anything and you will be guaranteed a harsher sentence.”
Milo couldn’t say a single word as soot stained his brilliant white hair and face, eyes still wet with tears but with a throat too raspy to say anything as he was guided back to the crownsguard at spearpoint in front of the eyes of everyone who he once considered friendly to him, if not family, though no one spoke a single word to stand up for him, to contradict the words of people he had once considered friends.
Perhaps it was truly all his fault to begin with… perhaps he didn’t deserve the mercy he once thought was a given.
Silently, he clenched his fists together in an attempt to not cry even more, lest he make an embarrassment of himself as he tucked his mother’s ring into his palm, hoping to at least keep it of all things once he was imprisoned for what would likely be the rest of his life.
Part 2
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Part 4
#long post#cw burning#cw fire#tw fire#ask to tag#cw bullying#tw bullying#physical bullying#cw physical abuse#tw physical abuse#tw death#cw death#character death#so this happens when Milo is 18#which in elf years is pretty young#so maturity level hes about human 16 or so#like freshman highschool level young#cw long post#tw long post#Milo Thatcher#ocs#oc backstory#oc writing#my ocs#dnd ocs#dnd#dnd 5e oc#sorry if any of this is awkward its been a while since i’ve written longer stories#also sorry for the long post im on mobile and cant do the read more feature
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How does nooroo feel about Tom in your villian dad au?
After initial introductions, Tom basically thinks Nooroo is a figment of his imagination and a testament to his mind crumbling from the grief of losing Sabine. Nooroo gets an inside look on what really matters to tom, though
Tom uses the butterfly miraculous not for himself, but for the benefit of his daughter. The vengeance he's trying to take on "Hawkmoth" isn't quite as simple as "you're responsible for the death of my wife," it stems from a very, very different source - which makes Nooroo more sympathetic to helping him.
He's still not thrilled, but, Marinette and Tom are so kind to him, he really can't find it in himself to complain.
#replies#dad villain au#my art#nooroo#tom dupain cheng#marinette dupain cheng#marinette is all busted up because she's still very clumsy#and keeps hurting herself while cooking#she's also massively sleep deprived#because when she sleeps she dreams of her mom and it makes waking up a cruel joke she cant handle most nights#so as a result she's overworked. sleep deprived. stressed. physically banged up. and also dropped out of school due to bullying#long post
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if troy looked at gillion tidestrider too hard I feel troy's skeleton would shatter into a million pieces. if troy tried to punch gillion (even as a joke) his wrist would turn to dust. gillion wouldn't even feel it either he would just be like wow when did that happen! and heal him
#people like peter and william are people troy would bully but he would lose SO BAD to them and he would be so so so embarrassed about it#gillion is untouchable#not threatened by him physically or interpersonally <3 and it would drive troy up the fucking wall#jrwi#just roll with it#jrwi riptide#jrwi wonderlust#gillion tidestrider#troy lougferd#jrwi gillion#jrwi troy
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@kohnnors-blog
@thatsalamanderguy
YES. COME TO THE DARK SIDE. (We bully hot men here :))
#naruto#haruno sakura#kakashi#kakasaku#kksk#If big strong men aren't reduced to blushing messes we're doing it wrong#we bully men on this blog (in hot ways)#also if anyone has some good sakura/girls ffic pls feed me#once again thank you so much for all the kind words#kakashis just getting a physical i dont know what ur talking about#coven!Sakura
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Atreus when he sneaks into Asgard and is immediately bullied by Grown Adult Heimdall
#at his grown adult age picking fights with a teenager#embarrassing#a full physical altercation#are you not embarrassed#he’s 14 he’s a baby#then his dad shows up#god of war ragnarok spoilers#I guess#god of war#god of war ragnarok#god of war 4#god of war heimdall#heimdall#gow heimdall#gow atreus#god of war atreus#atreus#correction: his voice actor was 40+#a GROWN man#bullying a child#bro?#Heimdall is a full adult man fighting with the Ghost of Sparta#another full adult man beavsue Heimdall refuses to stop picking on his son#‘I’m going to beat your son up’ sir that is a baby
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i need nico back bc i just know he would have asked them to explain how probability works. he would not have let that “100% chance of a safety car” nonsense slide
#this is why some people deserve to be bullied btw. bc if they’re not then they eventually become brave enough to say shit like this#and yes i won’t shut up about this#i have a maths degree and this is genuinely giving me physic damage#imola gp 2024#nico rosberg
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Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡
#may 31th anon#hello friends!! (。’▽’。)♡ how are you!! I missed you so much!#I'm sorry that once again i have not been posting but I did that thing again where I got scared of posting#I do not know why but it is the same with physical paper diarys#I have 3 diarys and they all have 1 entry#I think one just says 'I am ten'#what have you been up to!! did you do something fun? is it summer too where you live? c:#my tumblr messages seem to be broken! I'm sorry if you wrote something :C it just says 'no new messages' despite also saying new messages#not a lot has happened here! I got a tomato plant and then I got very invested into the tomato plant and I have eaten three tomatos so far (#my roses are also doing well!! I just got a new yellow rose and since she got here she only made orange flowers#I do not know the meaning of that#but I am very thankful! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡ I love it when things are orange!!#I've been trying to buy an orange shirt for the past 2 weeks but they always sell out before I get to them#I'm also thinking about buying a jean jacket#I have not worn a jean jacket for at least 15 years because one time in 7th grade tthe girl behind me said#that I was wearing a cool jean jacket and I just assumed that this was bullying for no actual reason#but maybe she just thought that it was an acutal cool jean jacket#we'll soon have out 10 year school reunion#maybe I should ask her#is anyone else going to a secret Sherlock phase again#I just want to see that silly little hat again#would sherlock holmes wear a jean jacket#have a nice day everyone!!#see you soon hopefully!!#♡^▽^♡
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Might be blasphemy within the Danny Phantom fandom but I just cannot see Danny x Sam being an actual ship regardless of it being canon in the actual show and now book.
Even as a kid I thought it was weird and couldn’t figure out why that bothered me, and I think now it’s because I never saw any indication of Sam or Danny ever being actually romantically attracted with each other. To be fair I saw that show when I was little, and maybe I’ll see those romantic moments that the show was building to if I can find actual length videos of the episodes.
But at this moment, I can’t recall ever having seen it.
And it baffles me, because I kinda don’t feel like Sam really loved Danny, even as a friend. And I think that really showed in the episode with her wish that changed the structure of time and space so that Danny never died and she was never friends with Danny and Tucker.
If she loved Danny, regardless if it was as a potential lover or friend, she would never have allowed him to die. Not once, but twice.
The first, okay, it was an accident. Kids do dumb things all the time, the more potentially dangerous it is the better — but the second time? The second time was deliberate.
She put him into that suit, without explanation, and without assurance. Nothing but a change of his hero signature.
She didn’t hesitate to let him die again, instead of asking herself if she could stomach watching him go through that again.
What person who loved you could do that to you? Could stand to see you go through that pain?
I feel a good example of love as well, especially in the show, is Jazz. She loves Danny, as a sibling, as a friend, and with all that love she would choose to walk herself into that portal then to let Danny do it instead.
She shows that deep love for Danny to the audience by choosing to protect him from their parents so they would never know he is the ghost boy that they want to rip apart molecule by molecule because she doesn’t want to take the chance of loosing him twice.
Jazz wanted to do that.
So why couldn’t Sam?
#dpxdc#dp x dc#dc x dp#dcxdp#danny phantom#danny fenton#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc prompt#I think that moment in the show really made me question Sam’s entire character#and I think that was why I couldn’t understand why and how Sam could possibly love Danny#and Danny love Sam KNOWING that she had killed him on purpose#like I don’t mind any of the other ships like#Tucker x Danny#Dash x Danny#Paulina x Danny#Valerie x Danny#especially Dash and Valerie because they have both hurt Danny physically and even threatened to end him (Valerie)#but they felt different in their approach#because Valerie did genuinely love Danny#she just hated Phantom and even wanted to protect Danny FROM Phantom#Dash is a bully and for the time would never have cared for Danny as a potential love interest#but I feel like even Dash would have hesitated#sorry guys but any ship with Danny that has Sam in it as a partner is not for me 😭#I feel sad cause I like the idea of the everlasting trio too#but I just can’t see it with Sam being how she was in the show 😭
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Autistic Meltdown Iceberg
Neurodivergent_lou
#autism#actually autistic#autism awareness month#autism acceptence month#autistic meltdowns#sensory overload#isolation#physical pain/illness#bullying#temperature regulation issues#neurodivergence#neurodiversity#actually neurodivergent#feel free to share/reblog#neurodivergent_lou (Facebook)
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"You can't move him up a grade!" The social worker said, aghast. "I won't deny that Danny is brilliant, but look at his social skills. He needs proper socialization with people his age, not-"
"People on the same level as him?" Tim asked. He was glaring at the woman.
"High schoolers," she finished, giving Tim a look.
Dick's hands were folded as if in prayer, pressed against his mouth. "I understand you point, Mrs. Gonzalez, but this is my reasoning; there is not an eighth grade class in this country that can handle Danny. He curses. He drinks. He smokes. I love that kid and I'm doing the best I can, but he's a feral goblin child and you, or any teacher, can't control him."
She looked like she swallowed a raw egg, but Mrs. Gonzalez had been Danny's social worker since the paperwork went through, and was a long time friend of the police chief in Bludhaven. She'd been there for the Toast Incident; she knew how Danny was. "...Why don't we consider a homeschool program first? With after school and weekend activities."
Dick flashed a smile. "That's better."
#constantine jr au#dp x dc#dc x dp#deaged danny fenton#c: dick grayson#c: tim drake#original female character#someone commented that since danny is deaged he could skip grades#but in america you can't skip more than a certain number of grades at a time without people getting concerned#and more importantly#you want to put this brat around children?#even if he went to high school he's still be a problem child#not to mention he'd be bullied bc he's physically eight#tim's here bc he was the one who convinced danny to try school again#tim is also using danny to look better in the eyes of dick
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Would kill to read animal POV fiction that has the animal POV’s interaction with humans be like, semi realistic to the level of caution most predators take with large prey and/or competitors (including humans).
Like instead of the usual - “the human is such a weak, pathetic creature... so slow, no claws, blunt teeth… completely helpless without its 'Fire Sticks'. how is it the master of the earth?” type crap it’s like, the bear protagonist or whatever approaches some dude who spreads their arms and yells and the bear is like “FUUUUUUUUCK THAT THING JUST GOT HUGE. IT'S LARGE AND MAKING NOISES. HOLY FUCK.”
#A lot of this realm of fiction tends to severely overestimate how physically weak humans are in the grand scheme of things..#A human body ft. no tools has a pretty average level competency at escaping predation. WITH tools it's significantly above average.#Like a lot of human physiology IS the way it is because of reliance on tool/fire use but interspecies competition/predation is really not#a literal battle won by physical strength + teeth + claws (at least until the actual process of killing)#Intimidation and shows of strength/threatening behavior can go a long way. Healthy predators (who aren't unnaturally#accommodated to humans) are generally going to be cautious and may avoid confrontations they absolutely COULD win because#the risk of injury is judged as too high#And most animals can't weigh risks in the most objective manner and won't understand that you aren't any 'bigger' just because you#wave your arms and yell. That is why puffing up/spreading out as a threat display is so ubiquitous in nature.#Massive tangent but this is why I fucking loved Prehistoric Planet so much like the commitment to having its dinosaurs behave like#actual animals is fantastic and tragically rare#Like having a scene where a T Rex gets bullied away from a carcass by two much smaller azhdarchids.. Yeah that is probably#how it would behave. It's not a mindless killing machine it's an animal so is going to avoid confrontations it deems too risky even if it#WOULD win in an all out brawl. thank you so fucking muych.
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going hiking with jade but you have low stamina so you give it your best shot but there's no way you're keeping up with the mountain lovers club president hiking veteran that he is
so at one poin you'll lean into him, cuddling into his shoulder before looking up to stare at him with your best puppy dog eyes
"jadeee... i'm tired... carry me?" ( ╹▽╹ )
he smiles endearingly at your antics, and the next thing you know, he's carrying you bridal style with his arms firmly on you
he doesn't mind if you'd whine and ask him to carry you more in the future. he quite enjoys being this close to you, and being so close to you face lets him see all the little details that he's grown ever so fond of, admiring your reactions closely as he explains what sort of fungi you're looking for
and of course, it's also the perfect position for him to steal a kiss ;)
#fr jade would be over the moon just having his lover their with him in the mountains#of course he can't carry you the whole way#so he'll tease you for bullying this poor eel and exploiting him for his physical abilities#(he could probably actually carry you for more gentle hikes piggyback style but he'd prefer seeing your face more)#rinna rants#twstnexus#twisted wonderland#jade leech#jade leech x reader#twst jade leech x reader#twst jade#twst jade leech
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hello boys that were in the mind prison and came back appreciating their friends and family more
#mp100#adventure time#mob psycho 100#finn mertens#shigeo kageyama#monz speech#hey. reminder.#finn was in there for FOUR YEARS.#he was alone in the woods and blind for FOUR YEARS.#mob was in there for 6 months#which is still PRETTY BAD#especially when you consider he was bullied physically and verbally like every day#and in the end they both came out of it like 'dang im so glad i have a caring family im gonna hang out with my brother when i get home'
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Day 16: something you’ve been bullied for
#i don’t think i’ve ever been bullied#but i certainly wasn’t cool lol#this is an homage to my friends and i writing naruto yaoi fanfics during class#it was before any of us had smartphones#so we were passing physical notes back and forth#as a security measure we wrote them in various ciphers#they’re probably still hiding in various boxes and bags from back then lmao#naruto#deidara#sasori#pumpkins#fall#heckart#digital art#artists on tumblr#cringetober 2024#icryink#tobi as a pumpkin
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Harry literally knew Snape grew up to be a mfing Death Eater when he saw that memory in the Pensieve and he was still like- "Yeah, Snape didn't deserve that shit at all. I keep trying to find a reason for why he deserved that but he effing didn't." At 15. About the adult who bullies him. Who he KNEW would grow up to be in a eugenics cult. Like, it's there- black and white- on the page. Like, why does Harry have better morals about his own arguable abuser than half of y'all about a fictional character???
#bc Harry has an arc and it's sick ngl#Snape physically assaults Harry after Harry sees that shit and Harry's STILL like#yeah no man's was bullied#like GOOD FOR YOU HARRY#harry potter#harry potter meta#severus snape#order of the phoenix
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Zayne said he didn’t have many friends in school because they were all older
But to me, I feel like he was actually hated
Imagine trying your hardest to study and get good grades but your parents keep comparing you to this child genius who, not only is able to excel in the same grade as you, but also is able to skip ahead of you with ease
His classmates’ parents’ chant of “why can’t you be more like Zayne??” soon turns into his classmates hating him, maybe even bullying him, isolating him because he’s the source of all their problems at home
That type of resentment would push Zayne even further away from his peers and make him put every ounce of his energy into his studies
Everyone around him may hate him
But he has someone he’s enduring all of this for
And imagine his shock when MC gives him affection, instead of the hatred he’s gotten so used to receiving
#love and deepspace#zayne love and deepspace#headcanons#tbh I think he might have been skipped ahead once or twice because the teachers were afraid he’d get bullied physically
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