#runaway 5

[nickpeppermint]

I know people really REALLY want Mother 1 plushies, and i think Teddy plush would go HARD but

If Runaway Five can make it to become plushies, can we PLEASE also get Tony plush too? 🥺🥺🥺

Jeff plush needs a company, c'mon guys

Also i noticed that all plushies have to come with someone else in a pack, so if this is a requirement, you might as alongside Tony throw Dr Andonuts + Bubble Monkey, and call it "Jeff's faves" special set

[beefycupcakes]

After dark...!

[otaku553]

Quite frankly still obsessed with the three of them

A little procrastination doodle

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Does anyone else ever think about how funny it would be if Leonard McCoy’s “the ex wife took the whole damn planet in the divorce” was literal 🥸 like, okay, but just hear me out 🥸 what if Bones was royalty 🤣 AND NONE OF THE CREW REALIZE BECAUSE THEY THINK HES JUST BEING SARCASTIC 🤣✨✨💃💃

[grayrazor]

It'd be in the truest spirit of Lovecraft's style that if you're writing homage fiction, include eldritch beings from other unrelated works of fiction in the lists of blasphemous names.

"She began to speak, calling upon the epithets of the outer gods, harsh sounds not meant for the human tongue. Cthulhu, Nyarlathotep, Yog-Sothoth, Azathoth, Shuma-Gorath, Hastur, Ungoliant, Tzeench, Slannesh, Pah-Wraith, Redjac, Ideon, Qull of the Five Inversions, Mxyzptlk, Dormammu, Lavos, Jenova, Zeromus, Kyuubey, Xeelee, Ghidorah, Ogdru Jahad, Vorlon, Dagoth Ur, Hermaeus Mora, Sheogorath, Abeloth, Waru, Mnngal-Mnngal, Zonama Sekot, Phaaze, Unicron, W'rkncacnter."

[chaotic-orphan]

Whumptober No.5

Sunburn

Healing salve // heatstroke // if my pain will stretch that far

Okay she’s in her vampire whump era

*~*~*~*~*

“Tell us where the rest of your nest is, and I’ll make it nice and quick,” the hunter said, twirling a stake between his fingers.

Whumpee glared. The silver cutting into their wrists as they yanked on the chains. “I already told you,” they hissed. “I don’t have a nest! I don’t know any other vampires. It’s just me!”

Hunter glanced at Partner, raising his brows. “You believe ‘em?”

“Nope,” Partner drawled, bored, popping the P. Whumpee glared at him through half lidded eyes. They were chained to a wall outside before daybreak, but Whumpee could see the sun threatening to rise beyond the clouds.

“Guys, come on! I am just going through town, I’m not trouble. I don’t even drink human blood!”

“You know you really shouldn’t lie,” Hunter said, inclining his head to Partner. Whumpee’s eyes flickered to Partner who was striding towards Whumpee with a purposeful gait, pouring a handful of salt into his palm. Whumpee shook their head, shrinking back against the wall, struggling against the chains that zapped their strength, but Partner advanced all the while.

He pinched Whumpee’s cheeks between his fingers until they dug in painfully and forced Whumpee’s mouth open. Whumpee tried to protest, but his pleas dissolved into shrieking screams of agony as Partner shoved the salt into Whumpee’s mouth.

It burned like a fistful of fire powder that scorched Whumpee’s tastebuds and throat. They tried to shove their jaw closed, but Partner didn’t let them and raised the lip of the salt container to Whumpee’s lips, letting it directly flow into Whumpee’s open mouth.

Whumpee screamed so loud it deafened them, the pain blinding all other senses. They could see the burns reflect on the air, steam rising in front of their eyes as Partner withdrew the salt, letting Whumpee spit as much as they could out, trying to swallow the convulsive urge to throw up.

“Please,” Whumpee whimpered wheezing with a fat tongue, their words coming out clunky, hoarse and heavy. “I don’t— I don’t know any vampires, I’m— I don’t want to be a vampire, please. I’m looking for a cure.”

The hunters shared a look before they burst out laughing. Whumpee shrunk back at the noise, jarring and too loud. Whumpee sensed the sun beckoning behind the building of the Hunters Guild. They struggled weakly.

“Please, please, please,” they begged, rattling in their chains.

“Oh,” Hunter said, his voice taking on a cruel glee. “Would you look at that, Partner? It must be sunrise. These vermin can sense it better than we can.”

“Please!”

Partner grabbed a fistful of Whumpee’s hair and yanked their head back, leaving their throat exposed. Burns and blisters from where they spat out the salt were slowly healing on Whumpee’s throat, but it was still raw and red.

“You want a cure, vampire?” Partner cooed. “Don’t worry. Death is a cure for your kind.”

Whumpee didn’t fight it. A resigned hopelessness seized their limbs as the first rays of Sun shot out over the roof of the Hunters Guild. It crawled, painstakingly slowly across the walls above Whumpee’s head, and Whumpee realised with a start that their face would be the first place the sun struck.

Which was why Partner was smirking down at them with a malicious grin, making sure Whumpee could see their death coming for them.

“Please! Please! Please! I’m a good person, please! I’ve never killed anyone!”

Hunter chuckled humourlessly. “Oh please. We know how your kind gets turned, you have to feast on human blood to transition.”

“But I didn’t kill anyone!” Whumpee cried, fat tears racing down their cheeks. “Please! Please! Let me go! Agh!”

The sun sizzled the side of Whumpee’s face, their ear and below under their jawline. Whumpee screamed as the pain exploded within them, filling them with a white hot nothingness that they briefly thought was the light of heaven before the pain brought them back down to earth and they were still screaming; struggling, writhing, pulling, pushing, screaming, burning, everything was hot, hot, hot. They were dying.

Oh god, they were dying.

In a second their agony would be over and they would ash. Whumpee closed their eyes and tried to greet death, finally, with dignity.

But their pain wouldn’t let them and they were still shrieking as the sun’s rays moved over their cheek and onto their nose, the smell of sizzling flesh filling the air, and rot, they realised with a twist in their gut. Because they were no longer human. They were a corpse infused with life.

When the sun smiled on the corner of Whumpee’s lips, Whumpee’s pitch of scream increased to heights they never knew they could go. It sounded awful to their ears, the bits they could hear of it, like an animal that was dying slowly, trapped in barbed wire, and with every pull and desperate attempt of escape they only got more stuck, wound themselves tighter to their fate.

Whumpee’s lips were charring, and not only their lips but their tongue from the screams that were tore from their throat.

Please, they thought miserably, please just let me die.

Then the world turned black.

Whumpee’s head, no longer held up by Partner’s cruel grip, snapped forwards, hanging heavily on their chest as they stared at their toes. They frowned, they could see shadows moving across the ground in front of them, but — Whumpee was dead? Were they not?

Is this the strange exchange of heaven? To watch your last moments from a dead person’s eyes.

Whumpee gasped, rasping breaths as their skin struggled to heal itself, hissing with the effort as the silver bit into their wrists. The salt of their tears cut through the burns, eliciting mournful sobs from Whumpee’s charred lips.

A heavy thud in front of them and silence fell over the courtyard of the Hunters Guild. Footsteps towards Whumpee. Whumpee couldn’t struggle or fight, even if they wanted to, their energy completely sapped from their aching body.

A hand grabbed the end of the shadow that was shielding Whumpee from the sun and pulled it slightly, before bending and stepping under. A wide grinning mouth and sparkling red eyes found Whumpee’s, tilting their head up with a clawed finger.

That wasn’t what Whumpee noticed first though, it was the stench of iron and the blood caked around the stranger’s lips, staining their clothes.

“Hello runaway vamp,” the stranger said, their smile exposing their fangs, and suddenly Whumpee felt very, very sorry that the sun hadn’t burned them to ash. “Your Master sent me to retrieve you, fearing you got lost.”

Whumpee made a low whine of protest in the back of their throat. They couldn’t go back. They couldn’t return to their sire.

Their saviour leaned in closer. “And I’m getting paid a pretty hefty amount to bring you home.”

Before Whumpee could protest further, the life ebbed from their body, their vision blinking, then turning black, the darkness smothering them into unconsciousness in the hands of another enemy.

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

Hooked on a Feeling • Go All The Way • Spirit in the Sky • Moonage Daydream • Fooled Around and Fell in Love • I'm Not in Love • I Want You Back • Come And Get Your Love • Cherry Bomb • Escape (The Piña Colada Song) • O-O-H Child • Ain't No Mountain High Enough

Apple Music ♪ YouTube

[theyanderespecialist]

Run Away, Reborn 4 (Scenarios) Yanderes Upper Moons and Muzan X Female Reader (Final Part For This Specific Scenario) (Demon Slayer)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one is going to be the last part I think and it will have Gyokko (Upper Moon 5), Gyutaro, and Daki (Upper Moon 6), Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed his chapter here, my muffins!] 

(Disclaimer: Muzan and The Upper Moon Demons in this, are not yandere in canon! This is just for Fun and Not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You Know Who You Are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, Remember To Separate Fiction From Reality And Headcanon FromCanon! Thank you!) 

(Gyokko, Upper Moon 5) (His Runaway Muse) 

(Gyokko's POV) 

She had been so beautiful, she was such a beauty and the love of my life. I would make main vases for her, but she never seemed to like them. No matter how beautiful I made them. I had to just get better at making them, to become a better artist for my muse, my beautiful muse. Then she ran for me, and I was so angry at her! How could she, how could my darling Muse leave me? I felt like I could not enjoy my art as much. But then there she was. She was walking down the path and talking to some man.  she had the same birthmark on her neck and I KNEW it was her! I sent one of my fish to kill the man and she screamed falling to the ground. I come out and she stares at me in horror.  "Oh! My Darling, (Name)!" I cry out and let my small hands hold my face~ "You are just as beautiful as you were 100 years ago! Come to me my muse! Let me make the most beautiful art for you once more!"  "NO!" She cries out and scrambles getting up and running away from me. 

I felt a vein in my head throb. She wanted to run! Again! How dare she leave me! I will not let her leave me! Not Again!  I rush after her, I will break her legs if I have to!  (Daki, One Half of Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 1) 

(Daki's POV) 

I did not remember much of my human life, and neither did my brother, but we did remember one person. (Name). She had seen my brother and me when we had to turn into demons. She was so afraid that she ran away. We did not realize who she was, not until a year later and we remember who she was. We lost the love of our life! We would never be able to see her again. Or at least that is what we had thought.  One week ago, I found that she was reborn. when I saw the new girl in the house I work as an Orain at. She looked just like (Name), and had the same name! Not to mention everything about her was the same. I had to know if it was her. 

"You girl!" I snapped and she came over.  "Yes ma'am?" She asks bowing to me.  "Your name is (Name), right?"  "Yes," she says and keeps her head down. "What do you think of me!?"  She looked up at me, I felt my heart race. "I-I do not know why, but I feel like I have seen you before." She admits and I knew she was (Name) my (Name). 

I am not going to let her go, I refuse to lose her ever again! I will need to tell my brother! He will be so happy that our (Name) has been reborn. 

(Gyutaro, The Other Half of Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 2) 

(Gyutaro's POV)  I remember her, she was the only woman to ever love me. She told me my looks did not matter, and that she would always love me. But then she ran when she saw me and Daki as demons. It pissed me off, did she lie to me, did she always think that I was gross!? Then when Daki told me that she had been reborn I was even more angry. 

She had lived a life and died, but even worse she was reborn and lived a whole life without us by her side! She got to live a life without us, where any man or woman could touch her! It pissed me off. So we killed plenty of people to get a shit load of money. I would come in and hire her and my sister. So that me and my sister can get her alone.  I walked into the whore house and they of course dismissed me, I dropped a satchel of money down and glared at them as their eyes go wide. 

"Bring me, them now!" I snapped and they nodded. 

"Of course, right this way sir!" They sad and I smirked, that is more like it. 

I and led to them and that is when I saw her, (Name). The love of my life. She was alive and here! 

(Daki and Gyutaro, Both Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 3) 

(No One's POV)  

Dakie looked at (Name) as she locked the door. (Name) stares at Gyutaor, she is shocked and feels uneasy. She swore he looked like Gyutaro from her past life, she did remember her past life all the much. 

"(Name)~" He purrs. "Do you remember us~"  He reached out to her and she flinched away and he growled.  "So you think you are too good for me?" Gyutaro asks. "Is that why you ran, you think that I am ugly."  You stare at him and shake your head. "No, I just feel like I've seen you before."  He grabbed her face and Daki wrapped his arms around her. "Do you remember us?" He asks her. 

"Gyutaro? Ume?" She says slowly shaking and they both smirk.  "That is it~," Daki says. "But my name is Daki now~ You are ours~"  She turned her head to Daki and then she was knocked out. They were not going to lose their sweet little darling again.  [YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter, and stay sexy all of my sexy muffins!

[sweetsdereese]

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[theravenandtherunaway]

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[electricxmayhem]

always caught between ‘to be happy i need to customise my avatar and wear wild curated outfits to the shop’ and ‘actually i need to prioritise my comfort why should i have to dress up to leave the house’ and ‘i should use any opportunity to wear creative makeup or ill be unfulfilled’ and ‘i don’t have to wear makeup ever actually’ and ‘i should be using my free time to create and share my art in every form and put myself out there or i’m not an artist!’ and ‘people should understand that im tired from working full time’ and i cant decide

[karmicpunishment]

au in where about halfway through the war the soldier says “fuck this” and instead takes yosano with him and runs away from the war.

and when he gets back home and he finds that while he’s been presumed dead, his family’s been treating his little brother like shit, so he takes him with him too.

[infinityinakiss]

if i had a nickel every time a sci fi show used a pen in a mug to explain a concept, i would have two nickels, which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

[edge-oftheworld]

shoutout to bad omens (song) for romanticisng dark brown eyes sometimes i need that

[pauking5]

runaway ch 5 is running a little long (somewhere 20k something long). are you guys good with the long chapters or not really?

[fredgar]

redraw of an older fredgar piece 😊