#screaming crying puking everywhere

[leonsliga]

*squealing uncontrollably*

[babyleostuff]

when their strong independent s/o suddenly wants to be babied | ot13

❥ seungcheol 

oh, he’d love that. as much of a baby as he is, cheol adores taking care of people that he loves, especially you, and especially because you’re never the one to lean on others or ask for help. so the second he notices you’re a lot more touchy and that your gaze follows him everywhere, his arms are wrapped around you in an instant, and he’s asking if you need any food, water, more pillows, or if the TV is too loud, while running his hand gently through your hair. he would never tell you this, but he’d be so thankful to you that you trusted him enough to let your guard down around him and allow yourself to depend on him a bit more sometimes (if it was his way, he’d like you to be a bit less independent, because he knows how tiresome it sometimes is, but nonetheless, cheol would always be there for you).

❥ jeonghan 

he’s already babying you, even when you're being your cold and independent self. he doesn’t care that you want to open that jar, he’s going to take it out of your hands and do it himself. you’re sitting on the couch while watching a movie with a popcorn bowl separating you? no problem, jeonghan moves it out of the way and pulls you down, so you could rest on his chest, while he’s throwing a blanket around you. he doesn’t do that because he thinks you’re incapable of taking care of yourself - he knows you can, but he doesn’t want you to feel like you can’t depend on him. besides, when he notices how exhausted you are but still doesn't want to depend on someone else, it makes him angry. so, be as independent as you wish, jeonghan is still going to baby the shit out of you. 

❥ joshua

same as jeonghan, you’re already getting that princess treatment, darling. but unlike hannie, joshua does that unconsciously - he doesn’t pay attention to the way he pets your hair whenever you succeed in something, how he grabs your waist to move you out of the way, so that he could reach for that plate, or how he always made sure you’d walk on the inner side of the sidewalk. he knew you were an independent, strong person, but he wouldn’t let you carry all of your burdens yourself, and he’d try to help you in any way he could to make it a bit easier for you. whenever you got a bit more baby around him, joshua would activate his physical touch and cling to you like a koala, because he knew how much, deep down, you enjoyed his clingy, and puppy like side.

❥ jun 

give him a second, because he’s freaking out. will turn into the fluffiest fluffball to ever fluff, because he wants nothing more than to make you happy when you’re in need of a bit more love and comfort. but before smothering you with his kisses and cuddles, jun makes sure you’re feeling fine mentally and physically - he sits you down, takes your hands in his, and when you assure him that you just need to be taken care of for a bit, he goes into teddy bear mode. He loves it when you depend on him, when you snuggle a bit closer to him in search for warmth, when you follow him around everywhere, when you link your pinky fingers when you’re out for a stroll. 

❥ hoshi 

giggling and kicking his feet. this man lives for taking care of you, even if his methods are sometimes a bit questionable. he loves your independent side, soonyoung finds it so cool that you are able to take such good care of yourself, but it makes him sulk sometimes, because “why don’t you depend on me a bit more?” so, whenever you are in baby mode, he tries to make the most of it - hug the shit out of you, follow you wherever he can, squish your cheeks, and call you corny pet names that would usually make you puke. but he would also be a bit more protective over you whenever you let your guard down like that, because he knew you were extra vulnerable in times like these. so, he’d bundle the both of you into a blanket burrito, and hide you from the world for a while. 

❥ wonwoo 

silently screaming, crying, throwing up. you are just as independent as he is, and sometimes he worries that you don’t consider him someone you can depend on or lean on. that’s why moments like these - when you are a bit more clingy and touchy, when you play with his hair a lot more, when you come waddling into his room with a blanket around you to sit beside him and watch him game - it reassures him that he does a good job as a boyfriend, and he tries his best to comfort you, without making you feel like you’re being weak for letting your guard for a bit. the biggest reward for him was when you fell asleep next to him while he was reading you a book in bed. 

❥ woozi 

in the past, woozi was a bit insecure about being the caregiver - he wasn’t sure he was the person you needed to baby you, or give you extra comfort and love. but after you made multiple threats, and changed his password to his studio, he kind of got the idea that yes, he was the person you needed. woozi secretly loved how you leaned on him from time to time, it gave him a peace of mind that you could rest a bit in his presence, and let go of your strong persona, and just be your adorable, little self. he always kept extra blankets in his studio in case you came pouting and asking for cuddles, so he could always have something to wrap around you and keep you warm. 

❥ dk 

endless cuddles incoming. once he notices that you want to be taken care of and babied, there is no way he’s going to let go of you. even if you’d want to get up for a glass of water, worry not, your puppy of a boyfriend would be right behind you, his (buff) arms wrapped securely around your waist, just in case you tried to get away from him. but he’d also understand that you usually acted like this when you were emotionally and physically tired, so he would make sure to talk to you, and comfort you in any way you needed (even though you insisted that cuddles were enough, he knew you were silently asking for a couple of kisses, and for him to sing to you, so you could finally rest without worry). 

❥ mingyu 

puppy nr. 2. the second he’d see you following him with a pout on your face, he’d know it was his time to put on his best husband act, and baby the shit out of you. he’d lift you up without saying anything (giggling in his mingoo giggles), carry you to the kitchen, place you on the counter, stand between your legs, playfully peck your lips, and get ready to make you your favourite ramyeon. mingyu would make a total fool out of himself just to make you laugh, because to him, as long as you were happy and smiling, it was all that mattered. after eating, he’d bundle you up in the most oversized hoodie he owned, wrap you up in a blanket, and put on a scary movie, just so he could cuddle you really, really, really close (his eyes were closed for the whole duration of the movie). 

❥ minghao 

cue in heart eyes. hao’s acts of service or physical touch were always low-key - you always knew he was there for you, but he didn’t push his love into other people’s faces. but, when you needed to be babied, when you needed that extra warmth and comfort form your boyfriend, minghao was always more happy than to turn into your personal teddy bear. he loved how independent you were, it made him so proud that you could take care of yourself, but at the same time it made him worry that you were draining yourself too much. that’s why when you needed to be babied, YOU WERE BABIED. whatever you’d ask for, he’d do it in an instant, no questions asked - it could be the most stupid thing and he’d do it with a smile on his face. 

❥ seungkwan 

mom mode activated. at first he’d get a bit worried that you were acting a lot more baby with him, letting him hug you without side eyeing him, or letting him squish your cheeks without you throwing a tantrum. but after he’d catch on to what was going on, seungkwan would make you sit at the dinner table while frantically looking through the cabinets searching for your favourite ramyeon. after making you some food, and not burning the house down, he’d take you out on a walk around the neighbourhood, your arms linked, while he rambled about all of the funny stuff that happened during practice, to take your mind off of your worries. when you were in baby mode, you and him were like two magnets - you could not be separated, and even if you were, you immediately found your way back to each other.     

❥ vernon 

first of all, it would make him feel so appreciated that you turned to him when you needed to be babied. vernon didn’t get to be the caregiver often, but whenever he’d notice that you needed a bit more comfort and love than usual, he’d try his best, because he wanted to be someone you could always depend on. you’d either do something very calming and relaxing like cuddle under a blanket and watch a movie, or if you were feeling more bold, you’d bake (which with vernon means one thing - a disaster). whatever you decided to do, vernon made sure to always stay by your side, his hand on you hip, because you in baby mode also required him to include a bit more of physical touch, which to be honest he was very grateful for, because usually he was too shy to initiate it himself.  

❥ chan 

he’s been waiting for this. i believe chan thrives off of being the caretaker, so he’d be prepared and ready - pillows stacked up on your bed, comforters to keep you warm, all of your favourite snacks and movies, and his arms to keep you close to his body through the whole night. because he didn’t get to baby you often, he’d make the most out of the times that it happened, and it would honestly make him so so happy that even though you’re this strong and independent person, you still allowed him to take care of you from time to time. he’d finally be able to thank you for all of the times that you had taken care of him.

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[fantasyandshit]

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Type:two shot

Part: 1/2

Part two here

Masterlist here

Pairing: Azriel x reader

Based off of this request

Hope this is heart breaking enough anon!

Trigger warnings- slight mention of ED behavior, torture, and implied violence

I stare out at the gardens, I used to think they were beautiful, I tended to them everyday, watered and checked all the plants, made sure the soil was perfect and they got the proper mix of shade and sunlight. I walked in them, sat on my bench under the giant cherry blossom tree and read my book. The gardens were always my space my place. I loved those gardens, always marveled at their beauty.

But not now. Now as I stare out at the gardens I’m disgusted by what I see, I hate the new flowers and the soil. I hate looking at it and I refuse to walk in it. I hate that my family simply gave my place to her. That Azriel gave it to her. That he sits out on my bench all cuddled up with her. Deep down I think that’s what disgusts me. Seeing him with her. No. Disgust isn’t the right word. It makes me sick, fills me with agony that spreads through my bones and boils in my blood. Sends jealousy spiking through my body like bolts of electricity.

When the middle Archeron had come into the family with her older sister- it was fine, everything was fine. My family was happy and although I always felt off about the female, I was civil. It was fine as my family turned to them, it was fine. They needed time and attention, like new animals. I let my family give them that. It was fine when I was asked to let her work in the gardens she ‘loved so much’. It was all fine.

It was all fine until they asked me to let her simply take over the gardens, ‘just so she can keep distracted and busy whilst adjusting’. It was fine till I came crying to Rhys about a vision I had, one of the first in nearly a month- I had seen something, I heard people screaming and blood everywhere, but ‘Elain hasn’t seen anything. It’s fine.’ It was fine till Azriel- my best friend for the last 500 years, the male I harbored feelings for. The male I loved for at least 450 years, turned to her. It was fine till she became all consuming. It was fine till ‘Elain needs me Yn.’ ‘Yn I have to go- Elain needs me right now. You know this is hard for her.’ ‘ Yn, stop being selfish- Elain needs me.’

It was fine till she became all consuming. Till no one listened to me, till Azriel- my mate, the man I loved with all my soul, left me for her. Turned a cold shoulder and left me. Till my family soon wrapped around the sisters and I lost them all.

Now I stare out at the gardens I once loved with disgust, nearly puking at the sight of the two cuddled up together, laughing about cauldron knows what. Now, as a headache comes on, the ones that always do before a vision, I simply slouch back in side, going to lay down on a couch. I want these seeings gone. No one cares anyway. If it doesn’t come from Elain Archeron, it means nothing. I mean nothing.

And it is now, as I lay myself across the chair that it truly sets in. He loves her. They love her. She is better. She is more beautiful and interesting and soft and she isn’t tarnished from years of fighting as I am, she is not the crazy woman I have become. She is Elain, she is all things soft and sweet, she is radiant and all consuming, she is powerful and all seeing. But most of all, she is the one Azriel wants. Not me. Her. He wants Elain Archeron.

———

I walk to the dining room for dinner, my head is a bit foggy and my eyes hurt. I keep my gaze down as I sulk into the room and take a seat next to Morrigan who talks idly with Feyre. It’s as if I’m invisible, no one even looks up to me as I walk in or sit, but of course, as soon as Elain comes in, everyone turns to her, conversations stopping. I simply look to my plate, fidgeting with my hands.

As everyone serves up their food, I sit, I’m not hungry. Plus, Elain is thinner, I want to be pretty like her and I have to be skinny to be like her. “Why aren’t you eating Yn?” Mor’s voice filters through my ears and it takes a moment for me to process them.

In a scratchy tone, caused by not using my voice, I reply. “Just not hungry I guess. Visions take it out of me.”

“You had a vision?”

“Yep. Third one of today.” My family pauses at that.

“Third? Today?” It’s Rhysand this time as his brows draw inward.

“Yes, they’ve been happening more and more often, I’m having at least 2-3 a day. I just want to rest.”

“Why haven’t you told me about them?”

“Because of two reasons. Rhysand.” His name is a hiss off my tongue as I speak, finally loosing my cool, “One, you would not care nor listen, haven’t for a single one of my seeings in the past month. And two- starting tomorrow I will no longer be working for this court.”

“What do you mean by that? Not working under this court?”

“I received a letter from Eris- he is ready to execute his plan to take over the autumn throne tonight and I shall be there tomorrow morning to begin my duties as his second in command.” The table is frozen, mixes of horror and sadness painting my ‘families’ faces.

“But-Yn you wouldn’t betray us like that would you?”

I can’t hold back the humorless, dry, laugh that leaves me. “Betrayal? I have Betrayed you?” My head whips to meet Rhysands as I stand and back away from the table. “Rhysand I have done nothing but support you. I was there for you three-“ I point to the three Illyrian males at the table, “in the war camps, I have been here sense we were learning to fly! I was there under the mountain! I lossed my gods dammed wings for you Rhysand. For you! Because you were my family.” Tears begin pouring down my face as I let everything I had bottled up out, “ I was there to support Mor after Eris’ ‘terrible acts’ and I kept my mouth shut about it being a half truth.” I look to the blond across the table who try’s desperately to avoid my gaze.

“I was there on the battle field. I told you my seeings no matter what they were. I stayed as I watched my family replace me, as I watched the man I loved fall for another over and over again. I stayed as my things were taken from me by her.” My finger points to the middle Archeron, Azriel moving slightly in front of her, “I have stayed as my family was ripped from me, I stayed and supported all of you even as my so called family replaced me, as the male I’ve loved as long as I’ve known him, as the male I have loved with my very soul, my very being, my mate.” I look into Azriels warm eyes, “left me for another, as my mate and my family left me in the dust for a new shiny toy.”

I breathe as I take a moment to survey the room, faces filled with shock and horror and sadness watch me. “So yes Rhysand.” It’s a sigh this time as I speak, tired, downright exhausted, “yes, I am leaving. But I am not leaving anything behind. I was already a ghost here anyway. I am leaving and taking my seeings and duties with me. You do not listen to them anyway, it will be no use to you.”

I snap and bags fall into my hands, I turn to the door, silence filling the room, “your my mate?”

“Yes Azriel- I am.”

“Yn wait let me-“

“Save it Rhysand.” I turn on my heel, “ I am leaving to a new kingdom, one that has much potential under their new leader. I am leaving to a court that I see thriving, I am leaving from the court I see crumbling- and it will not be my fault when it does.”

I turn back to the door, a gust of wind hitting me as I step out, taking the hands of the new high lord of autumn. Ignoring my family’s pleas and Azriels yells as I am taken back home.

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Okkkkk here it is! I hope you all enjoyed and thank you anon for the request!! Love y’all!

[cosmocup1d]

Note : The reader is a child between 6-7 years old, blood, dead bodies, OOC Characters, Change the canon plot

Part 2

Whoo! 🥳my first one piece fanfic

It was loud

It was so so loud

[Name] cough as she ran around didn't know where to go but she needs to find her dad, She felt tears in her eyes but quickly wipe them away with the back of her hand after all she's going to be marine to make her daddy proud. She smiled as she wipes her tears she can't wait to tell her daddy that she went to marine Ford all by herself! She then turn and the sight making her instantly sick

Blood

Blood was everywhere

But the thing that made her sick there was dead bodies everywhere; to many to count

[Name]cover her mouth so that she wouldn't puke, she's going to be a marine anyway she has to get use to dead bodies. She took a deep breath before running making sure to not step over the dead bodies out of respect

She then trip making me cry out in surprise as she fell down. She cough some more and sat up as she looks down seeing a dead making her scream and crawl away "I-im so sorry mr!" She cried out as she stood up and grabbing the dead Marines coat and putting it over his head as she bowede respectfully

She then turn around and started running trying to see or hear her dad. The said dad was busy fighting of the other pirates and trying to kill Portgas D. ace "ADMIRAL SAKAZUKI!!" A marine cried out "Do they really think they could escape!? There're fools" The said admiral scoff as he activate his devil fruit

"LOOK OUT! IT'S AKAINU!" A pirate cried out "You free ace then turn tail and run eh? The Whitebeard pirates are a pack of cowards" Akainu said as he continues "But considering who your leader isis, that's no surprise Whitebeard is a loser from a bygone area" He finish making ace stop "ACE!" Luffy cried out "A loser huh?" Ace mutter making akainu look at him. The two then begins to bicker making ace more and more furious as the other shouted at ace to stop and come back

"Ace!" Luffy gasp out as he fell down to his knees "luffy! You've reach your limit!" Jinbe said walking over to the boy "Hey... Ace's vivre card..." Luffy reach down at the vivre card unknowingly that akainu was ready to kill him with his magma fist. Luffy looks up seeing akainu magma covered fist heading his way

It happen so fast ace covered Luffy but then someone covered ace

Akainu eyes widen seeing poppy as his fist goes thru her stomach making every look at them with shock and horror "I-i found you daddy!" The little girl gasp out as akainu pulls out his magma arm and reverting it to normal. The other pirates grabs luffy and ace who were stand in shock then dragging them to the ship

Akainu felt his throat close up as he catches poppy who was about to fell down tot he ground "A-are you proud of me d-daddy?... I.. I made it here all by myself..." The girl cough out makibg akainu cradle her and standing up "DOCTOR! ANYONE! CALL A GODDAMN DOCTOR" Akainu order out as Marines scramble to find a doctor "Please don't yell daddy...." [Name] whined out making akainu shut his mouth

Akainu looks down seeing his daughter bleeding in his arms with a hole thru her stomach that he made 'I'm sorry I'm so sorry sorry!' He wanted to say but he couldn't form any words as poppy smiled weekly "D-don't be angry dadddy... It's was my fault.. I-" Poppy was cut off by her fought out blood making akainu panic as he wipes the blood off "I-i was in the way" She finish

"Where is the patient!" A voice said as akainu rush to the voice seeing adoctor, he then lower his arms making the doctor gasp out of shock "I... I'm... I'm so sorry admiral" The doctor bowed his head "The hell you mean 'I'm so sorry'!? Help my daughter!" Akainu snaps at the doctor "I can't help her! Even if I did she would die! All of her organs burnt!" The doctor felt tears in his eyes the girl was so young so innocent

Akainu shuts his mouth as he breath heavily before running "Don't worry we'll get you a doctor" He mutter to his daughter which made her smile "Daddy?..." [Name]mutter "Yes?" Akainu hummed "w-why is it getting dark?" She ask making akainu run faster he didn't know where was he going but he'll run around until he see a doctor or medic

"Daddy please I'm scared.." [Name] cried as she grips his red jacket "it's gonna be alright baby you're going to be alright" Akainu gave a kiss on her forehead while patting her head "Daddy why do I feel cold?" [Name] ask again "Daddy... Please help... I-i don't wanna go!" She cried making akainu grip her tiny body in his arms

She continues to let out sobs and cries making akainu fought hard against his tears as he tries to assure his daughter that she'll be safe and healthy but he knew what's gonna happen but just ignore it "Daddy... I'm sorry... I-i shouldn't have come here... I wanna make you feel proud because I was brave... I'm sorry for all the times that I distracted you from work"

Please don't

"I'm sorry if I accidentally drawn on your document"

I like your drawings

"I'm sorry that I broke your vase"

I never like the vase

"I'm sorry for being loud"

I love hearing your voice

"I'm sorry that I wasn't good enough"

You were perfect

[Name] smiled "Thank you for everything... Daddy" She close her eyes as her hand goes limp her body getting cold

It was quiet

It was so so quiet

[kaviary-blog]

Horrors of the Scriptorium

Part 2

Part 1 Part 3

Sebastian is a jerk and Katherine isn’t having a good day.

Warnings: ANGST!! Descriptions of pain. Blood. Sebastian needs to get hit. Hurt. Cruciatus curse.

(Lil bit of comfort at the end so the Gauntlets don’t kill me)

A violent flash of red. Screams echoed around the small room.

Nothing but screams rattled the room and the limp body of a girl on the stone floor.

She hadn’t even registered she was screaming until her voice failed. The taste of iron in her mouth. Everything was red and on fire. Each individual nerve ending was screaming.

The stone wall of agonized faces melted away as the small Ravenclaw writhed on the floor.

She didn’t even hear Sebastian’s celebratory cry of having gotten it open. Everything was muddled. Too far away. Too loud. Too close. Too much.

In a faraway part of her mind she registered footsteps walking past her, but she couldn’t be sure. She was too busy drowning in wet concrete.

Far away voices argued. Unintelligible mumbles, only clear enough to know the clear sound of disdain.

Katherine struggled to open her eyes, staying absolutely still was the only way to stay conscious. Though maybe it was better if she let herself slip into the ever calling abyss. The screams were so loud and she wanted it to stop.

When she did finally open her eyes, she was met with the dead gaze of Noctua Gaunt. She flinched away and it sent a new wave of agony and nausea through her body.

“Merlin’s beard. She is still screaming. We outta just gag her.”

“Because you cast the torture curse on her, you unfeeling git”

“It’s not my fault she’s such a wimp. You should be thanking me that now we’re not gonna die in that hole.”

Silence.

Just the sound of rustling papers and broken sobs.

“And once I’ve found something worthwhile we can leave and not have to listen to her pathetic voice anymore.”

Katherine came to enough to hear the tail end of a conversation the two Slytherins were having. Sebastian’s condescending tone carrying through to her bleeding ears.

Curled onto her side, limbs refusing to move. Every thought sent tremors through her. An uphill battle to get onto hands and knees left her puking on the stone floor; stomach acid that burned almost as much as the rest of her.

Grasping at the wall, bloodied fingers refusing to hold on. Weak limbs unable to hold weight. Katherine hit the floor with another wave of sobs.

The most she could do was crawl; a losing battle. Managing to drag herself into the next room where the other two were preparing to leave, she tried to call out but she had screamed her throat raw and there was no noise to be made.

She heard the exit open and close. Now met with a deafening silence.

The only sounds being her pulse and strangled breath. She let herself collapse onto the cold stone floor, a slight reprieve of the burning she felt everywhere.

She distantly heard the wall of agony reappear near her feet as she fell unconscious.

Heavy eyelids opening, the darkness of the scriptorium too bright for her eyes. Squinting and trying to get up. Stiff limbs that still hesitated to support her.

Grabbing onto a nearby table and slowly pulling herself up, she looked back down; trail of blood smeared across the floor from the cursed wall to where she had collapsed.

A groan escaped her desert throat. The noise ripping a vicious cough from her throat. More blood hit the floor as she coughed. Body refusing to stop shaking.

Hobbling up the stairs, legs weak from cuts and the curse that still wracked her body. Every step sending jolts of agony to her nerves.

The logical part of her brain knew that she was in fact not being torn apart piece by piece but the rest of her refused the accept that as truth. She was slowly dying. And she was alone.

Completely and helplessly alone.

That realization sent another wave of sobs and she fell to her knees at the top of the stairs.

Nobody knew. Nobody cared.

Katherine wailed. The emotional agony almost as debilitating as its physical counterpart.

After a while she managed to get her legs to obey her long enough to stand on her own and make her way to the exit. She wanted to burn Salazar’s precious scriptorium to ash. It disgusted her.

She tried to hold her wand but it fell to the floor. Efforts to hold it steady, let alone cast a spell were fruitless. She’d settle with knocking Sebastian on his ass the next time she saw the cocky bastard.

She managed to get herself out of the room without much issue. Though stumbling past a reflective surface had her realizing she looked about as terrible as she felt, if not worse.

Hair everywhere, clothes and face caked in dirt, bleeding from her nose, ears, and mouth. The angry gash on her leg and her missing fingernails. Tears streaked through dirt and blood. Features gaunt, eyes dull and lifeless, lips dry and cracked.

How long had she been down there?

Footsteps. Running footsteps down the stairs. She turned, vision blurring at the movement. A blur of red swiftly approached. Hands grabbed her shoulders.

“Katherine!! Katherine! Can you hear me?”

She blinked and shook her head. Trying to get her vision to line up.

Freckles. Red mop of hair.

“Ga- Garreth?” She could barely speak.

“Thank Merlin!” He wrapped his arms around her, seemingly unbothered about getting his own robes dirty. Pulling back to arms length, he was frazzled. “Where in Godric’s name have you been? It’s been days.” At that he seemed to finally take in her appearance, face paling. “What the hell happened…” His voice was barely above a whisper, anger thinly veiled.

Katherine tried to shake her head. She just wanted to go to bed and try to sleep off the after shocks of the cruciatus curse. Merlin, he had really cast it on her.

“Katherine!” Garreth’s voice shook her from her thoughts and she met his weary gaze. “What happened?” His tone softened as he looked at her. “I was worried sick.”

Oh.

Someone did notice.

Someone did care.

Tears pricked at her eyes and at the sight Garreth pulled her into another hug.

“C’mon. Let’s get you taken care of.” He dipped down, arms around her to keep her steady.

When she continued to stumble, he didn’t miss how she limped on her injured leg. He wasn’t going to press her, she would tell him when she was ready. But he’d be damned if he left her by herself when she was suffering. So he did what any gentleman would do, swept down and lifted her completely off her feet. Holding her fragile body close to his chest.

“I’ve got you, Katherine. You’re safe now.”

And so Katherine let exhaustion take her, knowing that Garreth would protect her until she was free from injury’s grasp.

[mruczega]

Means of Escape (Eyeless Jack x Reader) - Chapter (1/?)

Summary: You should have never walked out of that goddamn door. Chapter 1: Here I am: dark, cold, and drenched. In the middle of an abandoned city with nothing other than my phone. My feet feel sore, and heavy, as though they will give out any minute. I feel faint, but there is nowhere else to go. No one I can turn to. I force myself to keep walking, pretending that I'm not aware.

I hate days like this. The situations they got me into ranged from uncomfortable to horrid. Never pleasant in the slightest, and always at a price I should not be expected to pay.

Such days always start with something small. Dishes not being done, a bill being overdue, or a look that has lingered for a moment too long.  It never took much to get them riled up. It took even less for that anger to be directed at me.

Their relationship never made sense. They have hated each other for years by now, and yet they still choose to stay. The two of them being a fated pair has always seemed to be a lie. They pair as well as water and oil. A toxic combination, many would warn against. Yet they can never seem to go their separate ways.

They obsess over each other. And I seemed of no importance to either one of them.

Will they even care? My faith is nearing.

Home isn’t safe... neither are the streets but I took my chances with them. A decision I’m already beginning to regret. His footsteps are getting closer and closer. I don’t know how long I can keep trying to ignore them.

I know I am being followed.

What are the chances of a stranger going round and about this destitute town? Next to none! With all shops closed, and the streets empty, there is no need for anyone to be cruising the abandoned alleyways.

I’m sure that he is aware of my realization. After all, the crushing of the leaves is getting louder and louder and the distance between us lessens with each moment.

Everything is spinning out of control. His hot breath is almost upon my neck.

I want to – No. I need to get away. But how? There is no place to hide. No place to run to. My hands tremble as I take a quick glance at my phone.

It’s 3.45 am. 8% battery left.

“Hey!” the man growled out.

I kept walking. A little faster than I did before; pretending that I have not heard the man. Whatever he wanted from me, it was practically in his grasp. I need to run.

Like a predator GRASPING the nape of its prey, his sharp claws tugged the back of my shirt. A strong grasp pulled me back into the arms of that unknown man. What is he going to do to me?

“I don’t have any ca-“His rough grip held my jaw shut. Silencing my protests and pleas.

I tried to tear myself free, pushed and pulled and yet his hold on me felt as though it would crush my bones. A man with the strength of a bear. Smelling me like a beast.

“- I don’t get what you’re thinking,” he huffed, “all common sense seems to have gone out of the window for you to be walking around like that, here of all places”. His scolding touch made me want to bury myself under the ground. But I couldn’t do anything.

He treated me as a rag doll, moving and shuffling me around with ease. His arms engulfed me, and his being clouded all my senses. He seems to be everywhere and yet nowhere at the same time.

I want to puke. Scream, shout, cry. Yet nothing came out. His arms closed tighter and tighter around me. As if I could have even gotten out of this cage in the first place. That relentless approach of his seemed to reek of desperation. What for? I do not know.

He took a deep breath and loosened his grip on me ever so slightly. “You will be ok” the man mumbled out. Talking to himself? Or me?

It feels like an obvious lie. None of this is anywhere close to being fine, my world is spinning into madness.

Everything faded to blackness.

By the time the colours returned, it seemed to no longer be the middle of the night. The dim rays of sunshine sneaked through the window blinds. Bringing a sense of comfort and confusion. A room too clean and proper, not the type of place I would usually find myself.

How did I get here? Where am I?

A warm dry bed, with thick silk-like blankets and countless pillows. This is not where I usually wake up.

My eyes scanned across the room, taking into account the countless worn-out books, somewhat scratched-up furniture and wooden detailing. It’s old, but well taken care of. Perhaps an antique?

“You’re finally up.” The man entered the room with purpose, setting himself on the side of the bed. Too close for my comfort. His face was covered with a striking blue mask. I have heard of him on the news. The eyeless harvester is what they call him. A man with a track record and alleged connections to the black market.

“Shush” he leaned towards me. “I know that your mind must be running a thousand miles a second, but you don’t have anything to worry about. You’re very lucky that I was the one to find you.”

A strange smile appeared on his face. His eyes glanced up and down my body. An assessment? Is he sizing me up, considering what he will take- at this stage?

He continued “I’m Jack, what may I call you?”

“…Y/N” I didn't want to reply.

“It’s good to see you up. Looks like you must be feeling a bit better now.” I nodded. “Excellent” he purred out. Quickly getting up from the bed. “I left some clothes on the nightstand. The en-suite is on the right. Feel free to take a shower while I grab you a bite to eat. I will be in the kitchen.”

He departed the room as quickly as he came. Showing no care for my response.

My phone is nowhere in sight.

Within minutes my feet were down on the floor. I stumbled towards the light, ready to see what awaited me outside those thick walls. My eyes fisted upon the vast green biome. Countless rows of trees, complimented by greenery of all sorts. Bushes, flowers, and moss. All laid out meters beneath.

Looking back, I headed to the other side. I grabbed the garments and entered the bathroom. An intense stench of copper hit me as soon as I opened the door.

[snowywolf1005]

GEAR 5 LUFFY X LUNALA READER VS LUCCI PT2

The siren goes on. Everyone was shocked to see sentomaru injured. "Ax!" Luffy yelled.

"We're sorry! I shouldn't have talked to you!" He said, "Sentomaru?" You ask. "Idiots... Don't underestimate me... I've noticed it and..." said sentomaru.

Remembering he tried to defend himself, he was too late. "I thought... I defended myself..." sentomaru started to cough. Then lucci appear, "how persistent... pass out already!" He yelled.

Sentomaru tried to get up. But luffy started running towards lucci. He uses haki and punch lucci, but lucci grabs Luffy arm and pulls him and punch Luffy belly.

Lucci and luffy smiles. "Don't get in my way!" Lucci punch Luffy stomach hard causing to fly out.

"Air slash!" Lucci looked behind to see you and hit him with air slash. Lucci got a couple of scratches. You cover sentomaru with your wings.

"Don't ever think about hurting luffy or sentomaru!" You yelled, lucci smiles.

"Since the two of you rank of authority is higher than us, while you're conscious..."

S-bear blast at Kaku and stussy doges S-hawk attack. "We can't control the seraphim!" Lucci walked backward, then his legs became muscles, and he ran towards you. Getting his claw sharp to kill you and sentomaru.

But luffy stretched his leg and hit lucci in the face with his haki legs. "Gum-gum..." Luffy spins his body around. "Dawn... whip!" Lucci was blown off and get hit by a building, "Lucci!" Said stussy.

"What?!" Then luffy started out of control. "Now is our chance!" Said Chooper, "luffy, (Y/N), hurry up! If you two wanna save this girl, we gotta go see vegapunk!" Said jinbe.

"I want to that, but..." Luffy started laughing, couldn't stop spinning around. "I can't stop!" Luffy yelled, you watch spinning as a tornado.

"Oh... boy, " you said. "Stop fooling around! Let's go! What?!" Chooper yelled as he looked at luffy being a tornado. "Where are you going, luffy?!" Luffy spins through the ground, "I'm spinning too much!"

"You guys keep going! Luffy and I will catch up!" You yelled, Chooper nodded his head. You look down at the hole where luffy is, "luffy! Come up here!" You scream.

The city exploed everywhere, and everyone is running for their life's. "Get inside the factory!" S-hawk attack the CP-0 soldier, s-shark made the ground waterlily.

"The seraphim are unstoppable! There's nothing to be gained by fighting amongst ourselves!" Said Kaku. "They're still children. I'm afraid to imagine what they'll be like when they grow up." Said stussy.

In vegapunk lab. Dr. Vegapunk watched the sentomaru injured body and saw you trying to protect him. "Sentomaru..." he said, then Franky saw s-shark swimming underground.

"Hey, vegapunk!" Everyone look at Franky, "What's the matter?" Vegapunk question. Franky burst out of tears, "the power is what's the matter! The power that the brat jinbe is using! Isn't that the swim-swim fruit power?!" He cried.

"The swim-swim fruit?" Nami ask. "That right! That's sworn, brother from the Donquixote family... senor Pink's power!"

Frank clutches his fist. "There can't be two of the same fruit in this world! Does this mean he died?!" Franky started to cry harder.

"My bro!" He cried. "You've noticed it. He is currently being held in Impel Down." Said, Dr. Vegapunk, Franky was surprised. "So he's alive?! Gee! Don't make me worry!"

"Then... you duplicated the Devil Fruits?!" Frank question. "That's right. The Devil Fruits... can be made artificially, but only the zoan type!" He said.

"Well, Caesar's smiles are ridiculous..." said Dr. Vegapunk. "Yeah, he can go to hell." Said Nami, vegapunk remember Caesar's in past. "The smiles are too risky."

"Only one out of ten people most will gain power by eating one. The ones who didn't receive power will be forced to smile all the time... how awful." Said Robin remembering in wano how people have to smile.

"Caesar... Just hearing that name makes me wanna puke." Everyone hated Caesar so much. Vegapunk sigh.

"Well, putting that aside... probably even the special types of fruits can all be replicated... given tons of money and time!"

"Though, I'm not sure if they'll awaken!" The strawhat was out of the blue, "I did all I could to replicate the Logia types, but it's impossible... but... for the Paramythia types, I found that if I can get its user's bloodline elements. I can create a special blood influence and administer."

"I can let someone have its power! That's..." Dr. Vegapunk pointed at the screen. Everyone looks. "The blood flowing through their arms! The Green Blood!" He said.

"Did you create blood?!" Frank asks. "Love-Love..." The soldiers shot at S-snake. "Mellow !" She said, making a heart shape. The Mellow turns the soldiers to stone.

"The Seraphim are the peak of what our science can achieve as far as I can deduse!" S-bear make a small paw float towards the soldiers.

"Ursa shock!" The small paw exploed. "It can be said that they are..." The straw hat crew listened. "The strongest form of humanity in the history of the world!"

QUICK UPDATE

Did you know that you're good at hearing. Some bats have a pretty technique hearing abilities.

It will help to find your enemies.

"The strongest form of humanity?! Is that why the Seven Warlords were abolished?!" Nami yelled. "How dare you create something that's stronger than the Seven Warlords! Damn!" Usopp screamed in panicking.

"They're essentially the Navy's weapons..." said sanji, "yeah. They are a threat to us." Said Robin. "Sentomaru, let me heal you." You said, Sentomaru cough.

"N-no need..." he said as he stood up but fell to the ground and coughing more blood. "You making yourself much worse!" You yelled. "Sentomaru-sama!" You trunaround to see two people running towards you.

"Stay away," you yelled. They stop and look at you, "You shouldn't be here! It not safe here! You two need to find a better place to hide!" You said.

Then you hear a small footstep. And it's coming closer. "You two hide!" You yelled, and then a loud explosion erupted. Lucci stepped out of the building, and two people ran and hid behind the building.

"Run! Sentomaru-Sama!" She yelled. Lucci, look at them and look at you two. "Where did your silly boyfriend go?" He asks you. You look at him with a toxic look.

"We don't know," Sentomaru said, "shut up, you traitor!" Lucci yelled. Then he runs toward you guys, and you fly toward him, too. "Moongeist Beam!".

Lucci disappeared, and you looked everywhere. Then he appeared right behind you and grabbed your neck, and threw you off. You were pinned to the wall and fell to the ground, but you're okay. "(Y/N)!" Sentomaru yells.

Lucci ran towards sentomaru to kill him. But the ground rumbles, and Luffy gaint head appears in front of Lucci way. Luffy laughs. "Straw hat!" Lucci yelled. "Luffy?!" You yelled

Luffy jumped out with his mouth open, ready to eat lucci. But lucci doges, and ran each direction. Luffy watches how fast lucci is. Lucci went behind Luffy.

Luffy munch some rocks in his mouth and spit out. Making it difficult for him to dodge more.

"So annoying!" He button he realized that luffy was behind him. Then luffy got an idea that he stretched his arm and grabbed the ship tunnel.

He pushed himself way back at the ship tunnel and put on some goggles. Then, luffy lunch himself circling his arm.

"Gum-gum..."

"Moongeist..."

Lucci, notice that you're on the right of him, too.

"Dawn..."

Your wings make a blue explosion ball. And...

"Rocket!"

"Beam!"

Luffy hits lucci in the chest, and lucci body falls back where you hit him with your Moongeist Beam. Yo

'How powerful are they?! I might be...' lucci was blown away and get hit by building again.

'passing out!' He thought, luffy laugh so hard. Jinbe and Chopper followed S-snake, "This way! Hurry!" She said, and they made it to the rocket.

"Too slow! Why are you taking so much time? " S-snake ask, then she pointed at the rocket. "That's the Vacuum Rocket! Get on it now!" She said.

"Oh, thanks! You're a kind hancock!" Said jinbe, S-snake blush. "Thanks!" Said Chooper, run past her. "You've been a big help!" Said jinbe, "D-don't be rude! I'm just following orders!" She cried, getting all flustered.

Jinbe laughs at her. Then, a siren goes on. "We will be departing in one minute." Said the speaker, chopper freaks out . "Hey, luffy! (Y/N)! Hurry up!" He screams, you and luffy heard the comotion.

That made you two freak out cause you don't know what to do, save sentomaru, or have a battle with lucci? "On no!" Luffy screamed, "please refrain from rushing onto the rocket." Said the speaker.

"Luffy, we don't have much time!" You yelled, "Straw Hat!" You and luffy look at sentomaru. "Sentomaru!" You said, sentomaru look at you and luffy.

"I trust you two with old man punk!" He yelled, which made you and luffy surprised. Luffy smiles, "Okay! Leave it to us!" He said as he stretched his arm.

"No! You're going the opposite direction!" Sentomaru yells, but Sentomaru realizes what luffy is doing. "The doors will close soon. Please be careful." Said the speaker.

Luffy grabbed two sides of the building, and you transformed your human form floating, ready for Luffy to do something stupid.

Luffy lunch himself forward, he pulls himself back with the rocket tunnel. "We'll get him off the island... at any cost!" he said, then luffy lunch himself forward, grabbing your waist.

Now, you two were in full speed ahead. "Please refrain from rushing... for your safety, please fasten your seat belt." You put Luffy seat belt on. "All engine running. We are departing." Then the rocket started to lunch.

"I've never been on such..." Before Chooper could say anything, the rocket go way faster than ever, and bonney wakes up from her nap. And they started screaming, "this is quite something!" Said jinbe

"Where am I?! Where's vegapunk?!" Bonney, ask. Then, bonney looks on her left side to see old luffy and you. You were completely normal and trying to help luffy to get his energy back.

"I can still fight..." he said. "What?! Who are you?!" Bonney, ask, you look at Bonney and smile. "Oh! Bonney! You're awake! I'm so worried about you!" You said.

"(Y/N)! Who is this old man you are sitting next to?!" Bonney yelled.

"That's luffy! A lot has happened! It a long story! I'll tell you later!" You said. "I don't understand?!" She screams.

"Oh, I'm getting used to it? No! It is getting fast!" Chooper yelled.

"Shut up, ship doc!" Said bonney.

"So fast..." said luffy.

"How long are you gonna be like that?! Straw Hat!" Bonney ask.

"He'll come back on his original self when he gets more energy!" You yelled.

"Departing fabriophase, bond for labophase." Then you guys made it to the top, you were amazed. "Transit duration... is 32 seconds." And you guys made it.

"We are arrived."

"How fast!" Said bonney. "All subsequent rockets are cancelled."

"The labophase, egghead. The frontier dome, fortified. We have intruders. It is dangerous."

"Reachers, please evacuate to the factory and seal the building." Sentomaru fell to ground, then Hattori appeared.

Sentomaru hears footsteps and sees lucci, Sentomaru remembers what luffy said to him. Lucci walked closer to sentomaru.

Sentomaru looks at lucci, and then he passes out. Stussy and Kaku appear.

HEY, GUYS!! THANKS FOR READING!!

[starsofang]

you deserve hell fire for this chapter. my emotions are everywhere. do you get off on pain? do you hate me? do you hate your other readers? do you hate the 141? do you hate dove? DO YOU HATE HAPPINESS???

The description of Graves is absolutely and utterly fucking disgusting and I feel like puking reading about it so thank you for that angie 😐 how dare you let him put his hands on dove????? HE GRABBED AND AND PUSHED HER TO THE GROUND. “She’s getting kicked down repeatedly.” - You in my Dm’s 2 days ago. I DIDNT KNOW YOU MEANT LITERALLY😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WHAT IS WDONG WITH YOU😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 He put his nasty foot on her which okay first off, he needs to kill himself in the most violent way possible.

Im going to off on a nursing rant here because whenever I see injured mentioned in fanfiction my little nurse brain becomes happy. The pressure he would’ve had to put on her to actually crack and or break her rib is insane. People think it’s easy to break a rib but in reality ribs are protecting the heart, lungs and multiple other very needed organs. They NEED to be strong. He would’ve had to been practically stepping on her, he needed to be meaning to break her rib. Not to mention the healing process of broken ribs is excruciating. Anyways….

I come to your unholy abode to murder you with my screaming of how fucking amazing the chapter was despite my crying. The way they were worried about her, the way they were truly showing that she meant something to them and they weren’t just heartless brutes. I mean WE knew that but did she?? The wayJohn Fucking Price YELLS AND THREATENS GRAVES. THE WAY HE KNEW HOW TO HIT A NERVE. THE WAY HE COULD SHOW POWER EVEN WITH A GUN TO HIS HEAD. GIVE ME HIM NOW. MY LEGS ARW WIDE OPEN.

AND GAZ😭😭 “Talk to me, dove, I’m right here, focus on me.” WHAT THE FUCK😭😭 He worries so much about her, he fucking adores her and that’s what I love about Gaz and how you write him you crazy maniac. And as much as I would love to continue to speak about him let me skirt over to the fucking telescope. Why. why???? why would you sit here, make us think that the telescope was a sweet gift and even tease us with a kiss and the have graves STEAL IT?? THE LEAST YOU COULDVE DONE WAS GIVE US THAT DAMN KISS.???? My notes are progressively getting longer because I actually had typed out my opinion on the prophecy in my docs and i even MENTIONED the telescope before I was like “nah that doesn’t make sense.” YOY GASLIGHTED ME. WHAT DOES HE WANT WITH THAT DAMB THING.

THEM IMMEDIATELY GOING TO HER😭😭 GHOST FEELINGS GUILTY AND PRICE HATING WHAT HAPPENED😭😭 “We need a medic.” “She’s the medic!” That’s weirdly heartbreaking in a way that I could not put into words. Them all turning around hesitantly and not because they wan’t to be weirdos but because they are all so confused and concerned and don’t want to take their eyes off her. ESPECIALLY SOAP😭

Something is going to happen whilst they are on land looking for a doctor🤷🏼‍♀️ I just know you a bit too well by now.

THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. ARE YOU GUYS HEARING ME. THE FUCKING KISS. HE GOT TO HER FIRST DESPITE EVERYTHING. “As long as I’m first.” OKAY SO MAYBE FUCK ME PLEASE?????????? HE STAYED WITH HER😭 SHE IS EVERYTHING TO THEM😭😭

IM KILLING YOU ANGIE😭😭😭😭

here comes my biggest opp 🙄

to be fair, i did warn u. in my own words, i said she got fucked up, i meant that shit. it’s my dream to write angst 😍 fun fact rlly fun fact i have a crush on cod graves so i had to make him as despicable as possible in this fic so i dont start to trip over him

i am no nurse, im working in a pharmacy for my degree (slay) but BOY DO I KNOW THAT SHIT HURTS. im the clumsiest person alive and ive broken so many bones that it’s sad atp. SO SOMEBODY UNDERSTANDS THE EXTENT OF A FRACTURE ESPECIALLY TO THE RIBS BECAUSE MY GOD THAT SHIT FEELS LIKE YOURE BREATHING THRU A JUICEBOX, PLS i had to make dove suffer as i have

THE ROOM SCENE WITH ALL OF THEM WAS MY FAVORITE TO WRITE UGHHHH FINALLY HAVING THEM ALL CONVERSING AS ONE AND SHARING THEIR WORRIES 😫 like a steak dinner istg

(i make no promises for next chapter, or the ones upcoming) (i have not planned it yet)

THE KISS I TOLD YOU TO TRUST MEEEE WHEN HAVE I EVER LET YOU DOWN. u were going crazy in my dms threatening murder and look here we are. u got ur wish. never falter in ur trust in me bc everybody knows by now when i say trust you trust 🗣️

also absolutely hearing you out on price. he’s a damn fine sir in this fic. it makes me hungry. i did it all for u.

I LOVE YOUUU 😜

[alaskashigh]

Tw: Child abuse and sensitive topics.

Texas headcanon (i’m not projecting-)

When Texas was a small child, he had a music box that played a lovely song. (In The Shadow of The Valley, because it’s a comfort song for me right now and it fits him) The music box had a little horse and cowboy that would move up and down, but it was pretty old and creaky so sometimes it would move a bit sporadically and the music would sound scratchy.

The music was a huge comfort for Texas, and so he would bring it everywhere with him. He loved sitting outside and listening to the music box loop with his old dog. It helped him ignore the many times Texas’ dad wasn’t the best to him or wouldn’t follow through with what he promised.

The comforting sound would lull him to sleep at night and keep nightmares at bay, like a guardian protecting him in his sleep.

He loved this music box and would take as good care of it as he could.

His dad, on the other hand, didn’t like the music box. He always said that “no boy should have a music box.” and that he was “raising a pussy.”

These words always hurt Texas, but his dad would normally put him down, so he pretended it didn’t hurt as much as it did.

One day, his dad got so fed up with the music box that he took the thing out of his hands. Texas was upset to have his music taken from him, but even more terrified at what his dad might do to the box.

His dad screamed and yelled at him, calling him “gay” and “a little bitch.” He said he was embarrassing to raise, which hurt more than Texas would like to admit.

He expected him to hurt him, it was weird when his dad wasn’t hurting him in some way,

He never expected his dad to break the only comfort he had in life.

Texas was in shock for awhile when he watched him throw the box to the floor, smashing it with his boot heel as he yelled more at him. He wasn’t listening, couldn’t hear anything but the ringing in his ears.

He hadn’t even noticed that he started crying until he felt his fathers hand slap his face and tell him to “stop crying like a little bitch.” or, that’s what he thinks his father said.

He gathered all of the pieces that he could and kept it hidden in a safe place. Without the music he couldn’t sleep well, was irritable, and slowly lost himself to horrible thoughts.

He became very angry at himself, blaming himself for being too much like a pussy, that if he had matured more and been more of a man that he wouldn’t had disappointed his father so much.

The music box, although a good memory and a soft spot in his heart, angered him. It made him sad, angry, happy, so many emotions at once. He hated that music box, he loved it with every bone in his body. There was no inbetween.

Years later he found the music box pieces in a small and old torn silk bag, that was browning with age and covered in dust. He nearly had a heart attack when he saw the pieces inside, dropping the once clean silver cowboy and horse piece with a scared look on his face.

He shoved everything back in the bag and hid it again, trying his best to forget about the music box as his mind was riddled with memories he didn’t want to remember again.

Weeks later and with no luck of forgetting the music box, he pulled it out of it’s hiding space and slowly pulled out the pieces onto his desk. He nearly cried as he stared at the broken box, getting hit with wave after wave of episodes, good and bad memories making him feel physically ill. He felt weak as he shakily picked up each piece and examined them.

It wasn’t long before everything was too much for him and he found himself puking in his bathroom.

It took him months before he found himself back in front of the little broken music box. And even longer before he decided to try and fix the thing, to try and listen to it at least one more time.

With aching fingers, many failed attempts, and more swears said in three weeks than his entire life, he had brought the small box back to life. It wasn’t as pretty as it used to be, some bits of the box were too cracked to fully seal up and small holes littered where wood once used to be, but it was the best he could do with the original pieces without using any new materials.

That night he listened to the box play for the first time in many years and cried.

[treedaddymcpuffpuff]

The Low Table

here you go, Scarlett !!!! 😘😘

TW: this one is gonna be really, really, really dark. Many dead doves. Violence against animals, abuse, blood and gore, torture, rape/noncon. Please don’t read if you’re not in the right headspace ❤️. I save working on this one for particular days and moods when I can handle it. Basically, reader comes from a subsection of the high table world where things are much worse for the trainees (makes the Ruskaroma look good). Winston buys her out of that life and asks John Wick to be her mentor, and this excerpt is just a little bit of her backstory.

Blood, blood everywhere. You’ve never seen so much. It’s so red, bright and blinding, a shade unexpected—hurts the eyes. You put your head in your hands to block the scene out, but a rough hold on your shoulder commands, “look, you need to see it.” 

The doe bleats, hind legs paralyzed by your master’s shot but front able to scuffle at the dirt in an attempt to run. The bullet hole tucks into her spine just behind the haunches, right where her golden back bends at an unnatural, cracked angle that makes bile taint the back of your throat. 

That’s so selfish of you, to need to puke or look away, when she’s the one who’s suffering, your master reminds when you gag. Plug your nose, if you have to; it helps take the acrid stench of blood from the equation, and now if you can disassociate enough it’s a little like watching a movie. 

Or, it would be, if he didn’t instruct you to finish the job, and drive a bullet through her skull. 

I can’t, I can’t, I can’t. 

You try, raise the shotgun on shaky limbs, rest your finger on the trigger, aim at her black eyes. You see more emotion in her than you’ve ever seen from the man standing behind you—from any of your company, really. And you can’t do it, because she silently begs you not to, because she still thinks she can live. Can run. If only she could just dig her hoofs in a little harder, try to move her back legs a little more forcefully. 

Your master sighs. “последствие, come.”

For 24 hours, or maybe more, you wish you would have shot that deer, and even more so once he leads you back to her dying spot. 

Still alive, the flies taking her hind and eating through it, laying their squirming young to cradle between her hips, feasting on her once pretty brown flesh. 

She screamed through the night, and you screamed with her, until finally, heavenly hands wrapped round your throat and struck you in the face, arms, collarbones. You closed your eyes against it all, unsure of who it could be. Perhaps the other fledglings who share a cold floor with you to sleep on, or perhaps the masters coming to shut you up. 

She was screaming. You were screaming. Now, both of you are whimpering. Her, in agony, you in something more. 

The blood has gone sticky and dark, and so have her once pleading eyes. When you raise the gun to her head, press it between her flicking ears, she gives no resistance. In fact, goes quiet, and your master is behind, in your ear: “If you do not shoot her now, we will try again in two days and she will suffer. The maggots are eating her from the inside, and she can feel it. Kill her.”

The finale of his words is muffled by the squelching sharp sound of a bullet through brain matter, and you drop the gun at your side as she goes limp. Your lower lip quivers, but you do not cry. Not until later, when they cane you for hesitating, and then fuck your raw flesh on the dirty floor. 

[bigusbossus]

Need to see ("straight" homophobic) Huey bent over arms tied up with a fuck machine just absolutely destroying him. Fucking crying and screaming like he's going to die, blood everywhere because he's never even put a finger up his ass. Bb or ocelot or someone is just sitting there enjoying watching him suffer. Nothing Huey can do but wriggle around a little bit in desperation and since he can't really move most of himself at all he's mostly stuck just taking it as he mentally falls apart. Bonus points if he's so disgusted with himself/so overwhelmed by being fucked for the first time that he throws up and nobody bothers to clean it up.

noooo dont have the homophobic bitch get fucked in the ass for hours on end what if he realizes he enjoys it and gets so disgusted with himself he throws up and everyone around him laughs and makes fun of him for being so pathetic but it gets him all hard and leaking, maybe even cumming :(((( (yes please put the homophobic cunt in situations) then he gets his puke shoveled back into his mouth or even better used as lube to fuck himself with

everytime he wriggles it just angles the machine differently, he probably accidentally angles it to fuck into his prostate everytime, milking him dry and absolutely destroying his brain. he begs and cries for help but the people in the room with him are just getting off to his display or loserness. imagine too the dildo on the mchine gets changed out every hour, bigger and bigger everytime until hueys absoloutely stretched to the max, his puffy hole bleeding around what ever goliath they decide to shove up there. its not like hes got a choice, he just has to take it through tears.

the entire time hes going through the eight stages of grief too, going "hah... theres no way im enjoying getting my hole fucked... OH MY GOD IM ENJOYING GETTING MY HOLE FUCKED?!?!??! theres nno way its just.. hah..i mean its totally normal for a guy to enjoy prostate stimulation... right? i mean thats totally a thing even alpha men do haha,, its so normal maybe i do like this..." maybe just keep him there for days until he learns his place in the world and gets addicted to cumming with just his ass. take him out of then and deprive him of it jsut to really torture him, leave him clenching his loose ass around nothing trying to find anything around base to substitute the feeling :3

[gayrainbowl3]

WHERE DID THE BLACK PHONE FANDOM GO??? TF?? YALL DISAPPEARED FASTER THAN MY DAD DID, DAMN

Also, mb for the Spanish, it isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if it doesn't make much sense lmao

Anyways, I'm bored and bring this.

___

After the Grabber, Finney Blake didn't see much of the ghost boys. They popped up here and there, but he never really got to talk to them.

Especially Robin.

He never got to see Robin.

It pained him more knowing that Robin was there.

He got peeks of him every so often. His messy hair, parts stained and drenched in blood. His voice, talking and sometimes, ever so rarely, laughing.

That was the thing that hurt the most. Like he was intensionally avoiding him. Finney Blake missed his best friend, no matter what Gwen said, or how his dad acted, they couldn't change his pain or grief. He missed laying under the trees and talking, taking walks while locking pinkies, and even just sitting in class. At least then, he knew Robin was there. He was always there. That's what Robin was, he was a constant.

Was.

He got to learn more about the other boys though. Sometimes through run-in's he had with them, or getting the information from family and friends.

Griffin was an only child, his favorite color was blue. Denim blue to be specific. He had a single mother who worked two jobs, yet always made time to have Friday movie nights. He liked to bike around occasionally. He hated being alone.

Finney felt horrible for not knowing anything about him. He felt guilty for having to learn about him like this.

Billy had a younger sister, and a dog that he took nearly everywhere with him. The dog's name was Dottie. He had been the paperboy for about a few months, maybe a year, before it happened. His favorite class was biology. He hated being out late.

Finney felt like he was going to puke once he learned more about him. The guilt was starting to eat at him.

Vance was a mama's boy, and was pretty smart. He had a strong relationship with his mom and they would often cook together, even if Vance occasionally burned everything beyond saving. He loved reading and writing. He hated most men.

Finney felt like sobbing when he finally spoke to Vance's mom. She was so nice, and he finally could see why Vance was always so violent and hotheaded. He was trying to protect her.

Bruce enjoyed math and a good challenge. He loved baseball, which Finney already knew. Bruce had a younger sister who searched for him relentlessly. He liked watching people from afar. He hated bullies.

He cried himself to sleep that night, and nearly screamed until his vocal cords snapped.

Robin. Robin with his pretty tan skin, and nice smile, and protective demeanor. Finney knew all there was to know about Robin, at least, he thought he did. It wasn't until he and Robin's mom finally sat down and spoke that Finney's whole world flipped.

Finney couldn't help but feel mad after.

He felt so many emotions. Anger, grief, sadness, and absolute love and adoration. Finney learned about them all in little ways, he tried his hardest.

He even left little things here and there for them. Popcorn and movies for Griffin. Bike locks and dog figurines for Billy. Baseballs and letters his sister made for Bruce. Chokers and flowers from his mom for Vance. Bandanas and enchiladas for Robin.

They all took and appreciated the gifts, all except Robin, who Finney never seemed to be able to get to. Not until two weeks later, when he finally saw the Mexican boy sitting underneath a tree, staring at him with a soft smile. Finney simply sat next to him and stared. At that moment, it all finally settled in.

Robin was dead. And so were three other boys. Three boys around his age. Three boys who saved him.

His Robin was dead. Never to be the same. Never going to school together again. No more watching movies together. No studying together. Nothing.

So, he let himself cry and cry underneath that tree, cry until he had no more energy to, but the tears never stopped.

In a way, he was still trapped in that basement. The place he lost half of himself. A place people lost their lives.

After the basement, Finney didn't see much of the ghost boys. He saw them, glimpses here and there. Griffin and Billy seemed to be attached by the hip, he never saw one without the other. It was the same way for Bruce and Vance. But Robin however, he didn't see much of.

Yet no matter how much it hurt, he knew it was for his own sanity. Robin loved him. In his own miserable, knowing, grief stricken way, Finney knew what Robin meant. The words he whispered to him under that tree. And he could live with it, sure.

In a way, Robin never left. He knew that. Even if he couldn't always see him, Robin was constantly by his side. And whenever he would want to doubt it, those words rung through his head.

Estoy a tu lado, y lo lograremos juntos mi amor.

I am by your side, and we will make it together my love.

[puzzlekinq]

eli sunday screaming he screamed. he screamed and cried and threw up and kept crying forever and ever and never stopped

what a beautiful scenario youve conjured up. i like his girlish screams and cries. i wish there was a twbb prequel where all eli does is scream and cry and puke everywhere. i say prequel because well. he got bowling pinned. no sequel for him. the twbb sequel should be about how much cooler paul sunday is than eli. i Iike that little communist

[sinestrosmind]

He Isn't Helping

Summary: "Fear is everywhere, Fireclaw. And so am I."

Warnings: Physical abuse, Mental abuse, Emotional abuse, Anxiety attack?? (Parallax attack), Nightmare, Talk of death, Canon typical violence

Characters: Topaz Fireclaw, Parallax

Wordcount: 2,071

     "One day, you'll be gone." The deep, echoing voice tells the lantern, and he screams. In fear, in pain, in frustration, he didn't know. He's in a void in his mind, the large glowing monster stalking around him, the only source of light in this godforsaken darkness.

     "Stop!" Fireclaw snaps, eyes raw and irritated, face damp and stained from crying.

     "There's nothing you can do!" The monster taunts, and the Levanixian screams again, "Stop it!"

     He feels sick, like he's going to puke, and he feels numb, like he doesn't exist. His eyes feel like they're on fire, his vision is blurry, breathing shallow and ragged, hiccuping time to time as he cowers down again, covering his head with his forepaws. "Stop," Fireclaw begs weakly, voice hoarse from the ordeal. "Please, Parallax. Stop."

     "There's a way to stop it," Parallax starts, voice low as he stalks closer to the broken lantern. "But you're too afraid," the entity curls around Fireclaw, thin tail lightly gripping the tom as the beast leans over his shoulder. "It's rather interesting that fear has kept you alive, yet fear will be you and your love's undoing."

     Fireclaw snaps at the smallest mention of Sinestro, forming a weak construct based in rage instead of fear, lashing out against Parallax with a hoars yowl. The entity de-matieralizes immediately, before forming again behind the lantern, a safe distance away. Fireclaw looks around in a panicked rage before his eyes land on the beast, just sitting there watching him, an unamused expression on his face.

     "Why are you doing this?" Fireclaw asks, tone begging for answers. "Why are you so obsessed with tormenting me? Breaking me?"

     Both lantern and entity were silent, Fireclaw lowering his head after a while. He'd cry more, but he's got nothing left to give. Parallax continued to stare silently at the Levanixian, still seemingly unamused. When next Parallax spoke, his tone was different. Calm, almost remorseful, and not as loud or menacing. "I'm trying to help you."

     Fireclaw shivered, taking a shaking breath, eyes watering but unable to cry. "None of this helps," he whispered. "How is this help."

     "You'll grow numb to your fears," Parallax explained. "You'll learn to accept them, embrace them, instead of push them away, instead of fighting them."

     Again, both fell silent. Parallax could feel red bubbling up in his aura. If he were the entity Nekron, he'd surely see it instead.

     Fireclaw took another shaking breath. "I don't want to die," he told the entity, who sat unphased. "I don't want to lose Sinestro, I don't want to change, I don't want to grow old. I don't want things to change. I want everything to stop- I wish everything would stop," Fireclaw rambled, voice picking up in speed and volume, before he snapped his head up, his ears pinned to his head. "I wish you would stop!"

     "When you accept me, I will stop." Parallax told the lantern, now annoyed. "Or, you'll just become numb to my methods."

     Fireclaw once again screamed in pain, hands on his head as he arched his back in pain or in frustration, or both. Parallax resumed stalking slowly around the poor cat, returning to the menacing tone he had before. "Nobody can save you, Fireclaw. Scream and beg all you want, there is no escape from me or your fate!"

     The cruel grin was back on Parallax's face, claws clicking on the non-existent ground each step he took. "Time will not stop no matter how much you pray for it to, and neither will I!" Parallax lunged, pinning the Levanixian to the ground under a massive clawed hand, a pained, frightened, weak cry ripped from the tom's chest.

     "Sinestro!" the lantern sobbed weakly, eyes shut tight and head turned away from the beast above him. Parallax snarled, and Fireclaw cowered, raising his hands in a pathetic attempt to defend himself from a strike. "Help me!"

     "No!" Parallax roared, making the orange feline shake and whimper. "Sinestro can't help you! Not this time!" and that had pulled another sob from the cat. "Nobody can save you from me!"

     "Get out of my head!" Fireclaw cried, trying now to free himself from Parallax's hold. Useless, but, he can't be told by this beast that he didn't try.

     "No!" the entity roared again, tightening his grip upon Fireclaw and making him wheeze. "You'll never be free of me, Fireclaw! Even if Sinestro rips me from your soul himself, I will always be here, in the back of your mind, repeating our wonderful little song and dance every night until the day you die!"

     And Fireclaw screamed again, a sob following, though this was different. This one echoed faintly, and the tom felt something soft and warm and comforting below him and sunk his claws into it. He tried to cling to it as if his life depended on it, but shrieked in fear and despair as Parallax ripped him away from it. Parallax was off put by the echo, knowing exactly what it meant.

     Will fading, Fireclaw turned to clinging to one of Parallax's claws, rubbing his head against it in a weak, desperate attempt to make himself feel safe, feel some degree of comfort. He was crying again now, having regained enough stamina for that.

     "Just because Sinestro can do something doesn't mean you can." Parallax taunted, knowing that'd make Fireclaw cry harder, and it did. "You're weak, just as your mother said. No backbone. Overreacting. Always worried about things that shouldn't be worried about. Things you can't change."

     Fireclaw had no energy to fight or scream for help anymore, he just clung to Parallax's claw and sobbed, sometimes begging for Parallax to stop, other times begging for Sinestro to save him from this demon.

     "You'll leave this universe and it will carry on without you," Parallax told Fireclaw, ignoring the tom's sobs. "Isn't that terrifying? And imagine, nobody will remember you when you're gone! You have, and will never have, a legacy. You're twenty years old, and have done nothing worth while for your home. Pathetic!"

     The Levanixian's sobs have become weak, and he feels as though he's going to fall asleep. There's a warmth he feels on his face, like he'd buried his face into a pillow or blanket, and instinct has him rubbing his face against Parallax.

     "You're a disappointment to everyone you know." The entity continues to taunt. "Nobody you know truly cares for you, especially Sinestro." And Fireclaw is crying with renewed energy. Parallax gives him just a small moment before he's thrown the cat across the void, swiftly following.

     "You will lose everything and everyone you love!" The entity roared, sliding to a stop above Fireclaw. "If not by my hand or the hand of time, but by your own! And I will make you watch as I ruin your life! You will watch as I use your claws, your fangs, to rip the life from Sinestro!"

     If nothing else broke him, that did. The thought of Sinestro dying terrified him as much as his own future and death did. Fireclaw screamed again, curling up on his side, knees tucked close to his chest, hands covering his ears, form shaking.

     "Stop it," the ginger Levanixian begged weakly, shaking, his voice having the faintest echo. "Stop it, please. No more."

     "I will never stop. When you're on your deathbed, I will be there. I will make you question every choice you've ever made, I will make you fear every last second of your life. Your last breath will be laced with fear, and then your light will fade." Ironic, Parallax speaks of light fading as he himself fades away, giving way to pure darkness.

     "Fear is everywhere, Fireclaw. And so am I."

     The silence that follows Parallax's last words is nearly as deafening as his roars, and Fireclaw lays there, shaking and crying in the darkness and silence, but things start feeling more solid.

     Slowly, Fireclaw becomes aware of himself, of his surroundings. He doesn't feel as numb anymore, and the floor isn't hard. It's soft, warm, and if he could smell right now, it'd smell of gentle spices and woods of some sort that he couldn't think of the names of in his state, but would know he knows. Dry and earthy and familiar and comforting.

     A familiar voice shushes him gently, and Fireclaw is now aware of two arms around him and a form in front of him, his face pressed into the soft cloth covering it. He's now aware of a hand rubbing gentle circles in the fur at the base of his skull, close to one of his ears. The other hand gently scratching his back, just between his shoulder blades.

     He tries to speak, but his breath is so shaky that whatever he was trying to say is rendered incoherent by his breathing. He's hushed gently again, and there's words that follow, the voice so familiar and gentle and comforting that Fireclaw can't help but listen. He buries his face into the form in front of him, trying to get as close as he possibly can, and he feels the arms on him gently tighten as he shifts.

     The tom hears noise, but can't process it. It's quiet, that's all he knows, and it's followed by a gentle, kind, feminine voice. Familiar, just like the voice of the form in front of him. The two voices talk, but Fireclaw can't understand anything. His mind is mush, and it makes him uneasy.

     He feels a weight on his forehead, just between his eyebrows, and it stays there for a few moments, before shifting. It's a comforting gesture, and it works. Between the hand on his back, the hand on the back of his head, the smaller hand that is now on his shoulder rubbing small circles with the thumb, and the weight on his forehead, the Levanixian's breathing levels out.

     "Sin-!" Fireclaw manages to choke out, before his breathing picks up again. Sinestro gently shushes the cat, and he nestles his face into the soft turtleneck sweater that Sinestro was wearing.

     "I'm here," Sinestro says gently, but is immediately followed by a loud, deafening "ALWAYS HERE." from Parallax, echoing in Fireclaw's ears only. The exhausted cat flinched with a pained and frightened whimper, hands moving to cover his ears.

     The Levanixian feels a hand cover his own and gently rub small circles, and notices that the hand on his shoulder had moved. It takes a while before Fireclaw relaxes again, his hands falling from his ears and his eyelids heavy with exhaustion. He hears Sinestro say something, gentle and worried, but he doesn't have the energy to care what the worried Korugarian had said.

     Fireclaw didn't have the energy to protest as Sinestro moved to sit him up, propped up with pillows against the headboard. He also didn't have the energy to fight being made to drink, though he was thankful for it after. Once he drank, he started to regain some energy, able to think easier and process things.

     After a few moments, and a few more sips of water, Fireclaw is once again nestled up next to Sinestro, head buried between himself and Sinestro's chest.

     Soranik runs her fingers through Fireclaw's fur, sometimes pausing to scratch behind his ear before continuing to comb through the thick dark ginger fur. "It was Parallax again, wasn't it?" she asks gently, and Fireclaw weakly nods. The young doctor gives her father a worried and sympathetic look, and he sighs softly before once again resting his head atop Fireclaw's.

     Sinestro kisses the feline's forehead again and then rests there, closing his eyes as he holds his love close. Soranik sighs and gives Fireclaw's shoulder a gentle pat. "I'll see you later, buddy." the doctor says before standing up. "When he's more alert, I want you to bring him to the medical center. I need to make sure he's alright, at least physically."

     Fireclaw had no response, but Sinestro gave a hum in agreement. Before Soranik left, she gently tossed the blanket that had been shoved to the side and the floor over the two, getting a quiet, genuinely appreciative "Thank you" from her father.

     It wasn't long before Fireclaw had drifted off to a light state of sleep again, but Sinestro remained awake and by his side, holding the feline close and watching over him as he slept.

[kiankiwi]

(CG BDE) Imagine this: E's in a meeting with the Colonel, so he left us with Jerry for a bit. In the meantime, though, he finds out we're not feeling well when Jerry calls him to explain what's going on and he can just hear us crying "I want Daddy!" over and over again in the background.

OH nooooooo he'd immediately drop everything despite the colonel yelling at him that he can't leave and he drives fast to get home and finds Jerry sitting with us on the floor and we've just thrown up everywhere and Jerry was like "it just happened... I was trying to figure the best way to clean her up" and we reach up to Elvis but we're covered in puke so he can't hug us so he carefully removes our jammies and finally snuggles with us in just a diaper. "Daddy, I yucky!" we scream and he just pets our hair and goes "I know baby, I'm so sorry. Daddy's here now"

[hellbabysimmer]

Mei-Shen: "Two nights ago dad passed away. I feel sick... I might actually puke. The funeral was rough. Ren was there for me, a lot actually. We just started going steady and he has to see me like this."

"Seeing mom cry truly broke my heart even more. My heart feels like a tunnel. I feel everything and nothing at once. I can't even help mom feel better. I can't be there for her. What kind of daughter am I... I miss my dad."

Luna: "I miss you so much my Shen Su. My heart can't break any further. My mind completely broke in two when mom passed. You were just right there. Oh Mei.. seeing her cry. Knowing that when I hug her she just wishes it was your grip. Standing in front of me, and then a burst of light and just like that you are gone. Why did you leave me and my Mei behind. We weren't ready for you to go... "

"Everywhere I look I see you fixing the door bell, fixing the tv, running around our home to exercise. I should've went back to China sooner. I should've come for you before Mei grew into a child... You deserved to be changing Mei's diapers. You deserved to see her first steps. Oh Shen you should've been there sooner. I waited to long... I shouldn't have had my moms decisions overrule mine... ours. "

"The words pierced my skin when she had screamed at me... at how I could take a random trip to China one day and fall in love. How could I do such as ruin my chance of an education because I met you, because Mei was on the way. I never wanted to go to a an ivy league school. I just wanted to play my music and paint. You let me paint and twirl around to our favorite song. I still remember; you never knew the words, they were in Japanese. Every time you'd try I'd always laugh. You tried learning Japanese just to try and impress my mom. I miss you Shen. Your words ring through my ears since you've been gone. "Will you marry me Luna?" Yes, yes and a thousand times more. I'd marry you again and again and again."