#she has a fucking concussion

[starry-bi-sky]

"Stillborn? No, still born" Danyal au -- VLAD MASTERS THE BITCH HIMSELF

*Points at Vlad* THIS MFER GOT SOME TEEFS TO HIM. !! Okay okay, Vlad Masters in the stillborn au is different compared to most of my other aus in the fact that I am far more heavily leaning into his original ambitions of wanting a family and being desperately lonely. Because you know what wanting a family implies? Wanting to be a parent.

Fucked up father figure that could've been Vlad. Complicated love-hate relationship between the only two halfas in existence.

Danny hates Vlad, but he hates even more that he's genuinely considered his offers of mentorship. Vlad is the only halfa around, and they both have fire cores. Danny has these powers he doesn't understand, can barely comprehend some days, and can't control. But Vlad does. Vlad can. And Vlad wants to help him. He's the only other person who can get close whenever Danny runs too hot. Whenever his igneous hair cracks, splits, and spits back out into magma and his friends can't get close, Vlad can.

His hair is made of magma, which runs so hot that people need specialized suits in order to get near it. He physically cannot get close to the living as a ghost unless he's calm enough for his hair to cool into igneous rock. Which isn't as often as he would like. And sometimes he's too hot for other ghosts to get near unless they have fire cores -- which Vlad has.

There have been many times when Danny's having a meltdown (literally) and gone somewhere to be alone, to let his anger and hurt and loneliness overflow and spill out, that when he's come back to, Vlad's right there with him as an anchor. It's desperately frustrating, it's the only time they can get along. They don't say anything, Danny just turns and clings onto the only person he can touch as a ghost.

Its not fair. Vlad wants to kill his foster dad, and Danny can't let him do that. But he wants to be trained by the man, he wants his help and wants what he can offer. But Vlad can't step away from his revenge long enough to let him. It's just not fair. He thinks for a moment that maybe it could work, and then Vlad does something to remind him that no, it can't.

Vlad Masters sees too much of himself in Daniel Brown -- from the way he holds himself, to the defenses he puts up, his quiet anger that builds and builds and builds until it explodes. That simmers beneath his skin. All the way down to the fact that they have matching cores. This boy is cut from the same cloth as him, and by god does he want to help him. He's always wanted to be a father, and Daniel Brown is too much like him for him to ignore. He genuinely, truly cares about Danny and his wellbeing.

He wants to help him, child just let him help you. Let him kill your foster dad so he can adopt you himself and help with these powers that terrify and intrigue you -- he knows what that's like to have something that you can't control, to have a heat that you can't cool down from. "We're in the same boat you and I, let him help you please."

But his methods are all wrong, and Danny is too much like him -- stubbornness and all -- for him to agree when they oppose each other so greatly. But again, Danny is much like him -- which means that Vlad is equally stubborn, and in every single one of their fights he's parental. He's annoyingly parental. He drops his interest in Maddie to focus his efforts in trying to coax Danny onto his side. It's like trying to get a traumatized cat to trust you, and on some levels it works. It's like he makes some progress, and then moves too quickly and the cat immediately runs off and you have to start back from square one.

TL:DR; Vlad and Danny both want to find family in each other but they're too different to get along and ultimately they are doomed by the narrative to be at constant odds with one another unless one of them is changes, and it doesn't matter who.

[curioscurio]

the sensory slug is getting a workout today if one more thing happens today is2g

[archi-pelago]

hey man the new kid’s momdad seems a little sus aka: youre god and u isekai’d ur favorite little blorbo a few too many times and ppl are catching onto your tomfoolery

addition: bringing back your favorite blorbo for the dozenth time

[softquietsteadylove]

Thena and Gil are filming a movie with Eros this time. Eros still doesn’t like Gil and finds a perfect time to take revenge! Gil and Eros have a fighting scene and Eros takes the chance to “accidentally“ hit Gil really hard at his temple causing him to loose consciousness for a few seconds. When Gil regains consciousness again he is really angry at Eros and his reckless behavior but lucky for our snob Thena is here to hold Gil back before it could escalate😈

"And...action!"

It was pretty basic choreography. Blow for blow, it was Gil vs. Eros. Not that everyone thought a fist fight between the two of them would necessarily translate the right way on screen. But Gil's character had thus far sustained a few injuries, he was at the end of several other fights he had faced.

Eros didn't really appreciate being told that he didn't seem like he would be able to fight Gil realistically, but that was beside the point.

Gil swung a few times, Eros managing to dodge and deflect them. There were a few hits that would be faked for the camera, but they had both practised how to make them look as believable as possible.

They had promos and interview to do! They couldn't go damaging the goods.

"Easy, old man," Eros taunted as he leaned out of another punch. "Don't want to pull your back!"

Gil was 'panting', some fake blood already applied to his arms and some bruising and scratches just faint enough to be a nice subtle touch. He huffed, "don't push your luck, kid."

Eros cracked his knuckles, the large signet ring on his pinkie indicating the allegiance of his character. He pulled back his fist and wound up.

The sound of the ring meeting Gil's head was deafening.

"Gil!" Thena sprang up from the side of the sound stage. Under any other circumstance she would never display such unprofessional behaviour. But she leapt from her chair.

Gilgamesh swayed a little, completely dizzied by the punch. He touched his temple where it landed, where there was a sizable welt growing, as well as blood that was not special effects. "Shit."

"Cut!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Thena rushed onto stage, pushing grips and gaffers alike out of her way. She leaned close to Gil, who swayed right into her. "Are you okay?"

He grunted, but his attempts to stand upright didn't go as planned.

"Gil, mate, I'm so sorry, are you all right?"

Thena would glare at him if she weren't supporting most of Gil's weight as much as she possibly could. "Gil, it's okay, just sit down."

"I'm fine," he groaned, obviously not fine.

"Gil," Thena tried again to calm him, running her fingers through his hair.

He put his hand on her back, but he pulled his head up from her shoulder, glaring at Eros behind her, "what the fuck?"

"I really am sorry," Eros professed, putting his hand to his heart and everything. "Honestly, I didn't-"

"I took the time to work on this shit with you," Gil huffed at him, squinting with the eye closest to where he got hit, "just for you to wide swing and hit me in the face?"

"Gil," Eros held his hands out, taking a step back as Gil took an even more aggravated step forward.

"Gil," Thena said gently, pushing against his chest. "I know, but I need you to sit down right now."

Gil swayed a few more times, flush with adrenaline. "You get away with a lot of shit, man, but this-"

"Gil," she repeated, still working on trying to get him to sit down and take a breath. "Hey, look at me."

Gil moved his squinted eye from the man he wanted to punch right with the face. He looked at Thena, who was still somewhat holding him up. "Thena, I'm okay."

"You're not," she shook her head, tipping his chin at her. "You are almost certainly concussed, and that's nothing to say of the black eye you're going to have."

Gil did sigh faintly as Thena's soft skinned and cool fingers touched his temple. "This sucks, though--we have to get this scene shot."

"Not with an injury like this," Thena broke the news to him, even making a face as she watched the swelling on his face begin to protrude.

"Thena-"

"I think Thena's right, mate," Eros added, which the entirety of the room could have told him was a stupid choice.

Gil made one more feint of a lunge at him, spooking Eros just for the fun of it. He chuckled, letting Thena press her hand to his chest to keep him in place. Although she didn't remove it afterward either, so really she just had her hand over his heart.

Thena put her (other) hand on Gil's cheek, "we're done for the day."

The director inched forward from the shadows, "uh, we?"

"Come on," she coaxed him back to his chair at first, leading him with her hand on his peck and letting him lean on her.

Gil peeked out from the crook of Thena's neck at Eros behind them. He couldn't wink with his bad eye, but he couldn't resist smirking a little as he nestled back into Thena's hair and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"You poor thing," Thena whispered, running her hand over his cheek as she helped him sit.

"Thena, you know you can't really take the day off, right?"

"What about him?" Gil sighed as she gave him a sip of her water, and then pressed the bottle to his temple.

Thena didn't even look over at Eros, still hovering around nervously at the edges of things. "Don't worry about him. We're going to get you checked out and then we'll head home."

Maybe he usually wouldn't, but Gil nuzzled in more, his head on Thena's shoulder, letting her run her fingers through his hair. If he could purr, he would.

If he couldn't actually hit Eros back, this would have to do.

[ofaither]

actually. tai nat and laura lee dynamic would've gone CRAZY in s2 like BARS. bc i think if laura lee got better it might be fun to explore a not so lottie lee world where she's like I Don't Want This. It's Wrong. Jesus Would Hate This at the uh. shenanigans

[fictional-men-enthusiast]

Me five years ago listening to my friends talk about TF2 and how great it is: “Eh, I mean, it sounds funny but I’m not really a gamer-”

Me, present day, imagining silly little scenarios with an OC x canon TF2 fankid: “. . Okay, so they WERE RIGHT-”

[symbioticsimplicity]

Powered!Billy headcanons that may or may not be popping up in my fic.

A sliver of the mindflayer stayed lodged in Billy’s chest after everything. Not enough to control him, but enough to make him more sensitive to the Upside-Down nonsense. Enough, that with practice and emotion, Billy finds he can do things.

The first time he force-punches a demodog, it’s to save Max. He hadn’t thought twice about it, had just seen his sister in danger, again, and thrown all of his strength into the hit. Not only does he kill the thing in one shot, it goes flying. Understandably, he’s confused, and so are the kids, but Dustin breaks the silence with a shouted, “That was freaking AWESOME!”

It’s the beginning of the kids warming up to him, and as much as Billy grouses about it, he’s more than happy to be liked by them. It also marks the beginning of the Party experimenting to see what all he can do.

He’s not like El, he can’t move things with his mind or project into people’s heads. What he can do he doesn’t seem to have the best control over either. The force-punch only really works when he’s stressed out, and his other ability (he radiates berserker rage when he’s in the midst of a fight, which can and will spread to anyone and anything around him.) seems pretty damn useless.

But the kids are nothing if not persistent. They help Billy find a use for his power, help him figure out how to control it and wield it on purpose. Dustin, and eventually Eddie, call him The Hulk. Max buys him a set of green trunks for his birthday, because she’s a little shit like that, and Mike begrudgingly admits that his power is pretty badass.

The party now has a berserker in addition to their fighter, and it makes their lives significantly less deadly.

[aberooski]

Y'all SBH is gonna be so good when I'm done revising it I'm on chapter 8, it's been so slow this week I've been procrastinating something awful. I've also been super dead and inactive literally everywhere, it's been a depressed girl week. But we're trucking along and I'm happy with my work on this old gem of a fic so far. Really excited to mess around and play with these next couple chapters!!

[wawawawawawawawawawawawawa]

this has nothing to do with durarara but having a parent who actually for real dropped you as a baby is lowkey hilarious because you can do literally whatever and just bring up the baby thing. like my dad could text me in a huff after seeing that i spent a lot of credit card money on clothes and hed go "didnt i say that card was for medical expenses only??" and id just go "didnt you drop me as a baby?" and yeah argument over

[hellboyyy25]

I'm getting so fed up with the way my family treats me and my sister

[hyasinttis]

I'm 85 lbs my sister is 120 she hit me and shoved me full force into my brother's door anyone who thinks that's ok can fuck out of my life

[mental-skillness]

shit dude i start getting up in my feelings and then the universe takes the opportunity to remind me that shit could be so much fucking worse

[kotaerukoto]

👤 + junko!

@anticutes Send me 👤+ a character name for my muse’s opinion on that character

“ Enoshima Junko… Huh.

I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to forgive her for what she did. The lives she took won’t ever return... All because she just wanted despair, because she was bored, she stole everything from us. I'll never forget that. I can't. I won't. Everything that happened in that school is seared into the back of my eyes... And I'm going to carry it for the rest of my life. ...Even so, even then... When I look back on that year, I don’t think that it was a lie. I don’t know exactly how long she was planning what happened to us, to the world. But I can't just look back on the time our whole class spent together and think of it as fake. It was real. ... Like I feel towards everyone else in Class 78... I don't regret meeting her.

…I should have done something more. Back then, I should have moved to stop her. Dying isn't something that saves anyone. "

[whimsicalcotton]

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[hauntingblue]

Luffy being the obstacle to sanji's wedding is actually so gay. They had to put nami in there to balance things out but do not fret. Putting nami in there just makes him bisexual

[hideneverseek]

for real the love that I feel for myself after this fight is incredibly overwhelming holy fuck