#they dont realize their voices are hypnotic to humans

[ethan-acfan]

Idea where sirens are extremely untrusting of humans and try their best to get a reputation of monsters by killing anything that gets too close and they sing to warn sailors that they are getting too close and they are just so confused on why sailors keep jumping off their ships just to get closer.

[hashbrowpn]

──★ ˙WHAT ARE YOU? ̟ !?

YOU WEREN'T AWARE that mermaids, sirens, all those, truly existed. After all, you spent nearly all your years at sea, so it was only right you could assume so ... but he certainly proved you wrong.

NOTES: dont mind me just walking by .. *accidentally drops my bag full of pirate!reader x merman!muichiro*

You stand with your heart beating fast, you can hear it in your ears. Waves crash over the deck, wracking the ship. Rain pelts down like stones, accompanied by lightning that lights the gray  and stormy night up like an explosion. 

You reach into your pocket for a bar of chocolate to compose yourself.

You see something in the corner of your eye.

Whipping your head around, you lean over at the railings, and you catch sight of it again.

It was no fish, you were sure. Because no fish had eyes so... 

...human.

 It gazes up at you with suspicion, and dives off.

"Hey!" inclining yourself further, you desperately search for this divine creature.

You nearly fall over the ledge, but someone catches your wrist.

"Careful," Shinobu warned, her voice both a whisper and a yell over the noise. You stopped to look at her, her crisp white shirt, adorned with intricate lace at the cuffs, frayed brown trousers and heavy black boots. She gives you a thin smile that didn't reach her eyes. You nod, swallowing, and mutter a "Thank you,"

You slip out of her grasp and your eyes rove over the raging sea, but your train of thought is broken with a shout.

"Guys! there's a leak!" Mitsuri cries as she scrambles to look for something to patch up the giant hole in the wooden floors. 

You swear under your breath as you try to desperately wrack your brains for something to help, glancing over at the three little girls and Aoi whimpering in the corner as Shinobu consoles them, heart wrenching.

Kanao comes to help as her hands fumble clumsily at the makeshift she had crafted to patch it up, but water still seeped through. As your chest tightens with anxiety, there came an ear-splitting crack. The three little girls screamed. Overhead, the lightning still roars, and below, the waves still crash. 

You turn to Mitsuri in panic. "Did you hear that?"

Mitsuri looked at you slowly, green eyes as big as saucers, but before she could even open her mouth to speak, the floorboards beneath you gives away, and you fall into the icy embrace of the sea.

The sea breeze is cold, and it leaves a taste of salt in your mouth. The sand tickles your feet as you kick your way around it. 

You look around. Ah, you're dreaming.

The ocean's surface shimmers like a canvas painted with the liquid gold of the sun. It's so tranquil, so peaceful. You let out a relieved sigh.

The sea washes a few shells at the shore. As you take one, it's beauty so enchanting, you pocket it and trudge through the sand and into the peaceful waters.

But it isn't as expected.

The water is cold, too cold for your liking. But as you try to get out, you find the seaweeds beneath you had found their way up your feet and shackled your ankles.

The sky turns gray again.

The seaweeds drag you back, and you cry out for help, screaming until your throat gives out, until the water in up to your neck—

"Hey."

"Aah!" you wake up cold but sweating, shaking, covered in sea weed, sand, and God knows what. "Eugh!" you wail after eyeing an odd looking thing stuck to your finger, and shaking it off violently, before your eyes settled on...

what in the world?

"What the-?" you shuffle backwards, realizing you were on shore. The sunkissed sand sticks to you as you back away. 

It gazed at you. Hypnotizing eyes, eyes the color of the sea on a beautiful afternoon. And oh, hair like a black canvas fading into the same color as his wonderous eyes. Your eyes drifed to his body... a tail instead of two human legs. He was leaning on his arm, his other half in the water.

You stammer, "What... What are you? are you what i think you are...?"

He squints his eyes in annoyance, and merely plops back into the sea. 

"Hey! Hey wait!" you scurry to reach for him— and grab his wrist. You struggle to hold on, but he struggles to escape.

"Let go of me," he hisses, pulling harder. "You can talk," you say, flabbergasted.

"Are you underestimating me, human?" he seethes, then lets his head dip underwater and dives. You yelp, refusing to let go of him, even if that meant getting dragged into the sea.

It wasn't exactly a refreshing experience. 

Being drenched in sweat and being in ice cold water. You were sure to catch a cold after this, well, if there even was an after this.

You're losing air, but as soon as you plan to let go, he brings you back to shore again, pushing you into the sand. "Go." he says, irritation obvious as he shakes your hand off. "If you bug me one more time, i'm drowning you."

You're simply awestruck, at loss of words. He's beautiful.

You lean forward to touch his face, but he turns away forcibly. "What do you think you're doing?" he grouses. "I should have never saved you. I knew humans were stupid."

You try to speak. You can't speak.

It didn't quite matter where you were right now. You were focused on him.

He shakes his head and turns to leave, but you shout, "Wait!"

You undid the button of your pocket, and was ever so relieved when you took the chocolate bar in your hand. "U-uh, do you eat-?"

He eyed it just like how he eyed you when you were on the ship. "What's that?"

Before you could even answer, he snatched it from you and began chewing at the wrapper. "No wait, you have to..." you gestured to him to peel it off.

He took a bite into the chocolate and looked simply taken aback. "What is this?"

"Uhm... chocolate."

In a few seconds, he had already eaten the whole thing. "Do you have more?" he leaned in and began to search your trousers, palming at the pockets. "No, wait," you swatted his hand away. He looked at you, offended.

"I'll give you another if..." you swallowed, head spinning. Clearly, you weren't thinking straight. "If you tell me what you are, and who you are."

He raised a brow. "What I am?... Who I am?..." 

"Yes."

"...I don't quite remember."

You just look at him with several questions. But another more important one pops up. You swear under your breath. "Oh no, the ship, the others!"

You stand up, and you immediately almost fall over from dizziness. "Where even am I?" 

"I've forgotten too." 

You shake your head at him, annoyed. "Whatever. Now I'm stuck in God knows where with some Ariel asking me for my only food."

Massaging your temples, you sit down at the shore where the water washes away at your leather boots, and you reach into the cuffs of your sleeves, stained with dirt and sand, for a small piece of chocolate. You peel off the wrapper and bite on it, staring off distantly.

"Hey!" The merman calls, looking ever so photogenic in the water. He swims over to you, but before he could, you eat the last small piece of chocolate. His brows furrow as he looks at you as if it were the end of the world when you popped the last piece in your mouth. "How greedy," he muses. "I have to take it from you forcefully, then."

He leans over and takes your chin, and presses his lips against yours. 

It breaks your train of thought, and you yelp and try to pull him away, tangling your fingers in his wet locks, but he pushes you closer to him. 

Finally, he pulls away from you, licking his lips discreetly. He savours the chocolate he stole from you, and his brows lift a little as if having a realization. "I remember my name now," he says, gaze drifting off. "Tokito Muichiro. You've asked me that, yes?" 

[asherthehimbo]

Guardians

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Demons: {immortal} Demons are created when supernatural creatures die in battle while fighting for a loved one. Demon’s usually stay in the underworld and rarely interact with the human world. Demon’s only interact with Banshee’s, and hold quite a soft spot for them The connection Banshee’s have to death connect them to the underworld, which in turn connects them to demons. The demons view Banshee’s almost like a pet or a companion.

Guardians:{immortal} Every element (Water,Fire,Earth,Wind) has a guardian born for it. Only four guardians can be born in circulation at a time, when one dies another is born and so on. No one knows who the guardians are or where they hide, except for The elder council (the ancients) .

Banshee’s: {immortal} Creatures with pale skin and long white hair, you can identify a Banshee through it eye’s which does not have a pupil. Banshee’s have powerful screams and can sense death. The connection that Banshee’s have with death is a complicated one, they can sense when a person dies, when death is near, they can push death away for a short time period as well, they can also communicate with the dead, whether that be human, supernatural or animal.

Shifters: {Mortal} Shifters can appear human, but shift into whatever animal they are, when in their human form they still have some heightened senses retaining to their animal form. Examples; a dragon shifter would naturally be more warm than others, wolf shifters would have heightened sense of smell, snake shifters would be able to produce venom from their fangs, ect.

Vampires: {Immortal to a degree} Vampires can walk in sunlight without getting harmed, just not for a long period of time. The limit is usually around 10 hours depending on the vampire themselves. Although they dont die after these hours are up they do experience extreme pain and rashes on their skin.Vampires have heightened senses, and while they do need blood to survive, by taking certain Iron and Vitamin D supplements they don’t need too much of it. Vampire’s have the ability to create a soulmate like bon with their lover, if both party’s agree by biting each other's necks and injecting their venom into one another they become bound to each other. This bond can not be broken, not even if one side dies. We call this bond ‘venenum est amor’ which is ancient tongue ( Latin) for venom to love.

Elementals:{has a choice} When an elemental becomes of age (27) they can choose whether or not they want to be mortal or immortal, this choice can not be reversed later on. Elementals know the basic magic that is taught to witches but have an extra connection to a certain element that allows them to harness that element in any way they see fit.

Siren:{Mortal} There are two different types of sirens, freshwater sirens and salt water sirens. Freshwater sirens were children of the moon and salt water were children of the sun, although lately freshwater sirens have flocked to the sun, leaving the moon in her lonesome. A fresh water siren's voice is more hypnotizing. The person does not realize what's happening until it's over where a salt water sirens voice is more commanding, you can't control your body but your brain is still active.

Seer: {Mortal} Just as Banshees are seen like pets or companions to demons, seers are to banshees. Seers can not prophesize or get visions at will, seers are very close, because while they get visions they do not possess any actual magical power. Seers are very rare, they are usually marked with a Moon shaped birthmark on the back of their shoulder.

Werewolves: {Mortal} Werewolves, not to be confused with Wolf! shifters, are a product of a vengeful witch who tied a pack of Wolf shifters to the full moon, which means they can only transform then. Werewolves and Wolf! shifters do not have good relations, Wolf! shifters see werewolves as the weaker version of themselves, and werewolves resent Wolf! shifters because of how ‘animalistic’ they act. Werewolves have the ability to grow claws and fangs at will, but can not be in the half transformed state for more than 7 hours at a time, this is because they are tied to the full moon. Werewolves wolf form are also much smaller than that of Wolf! shifters because of werewolves breeding with humans, causing less and less of their original bloodline to be present.

Witches: {Mortal} Witches act as a border between the human and supernatural realm, while their powers are extraordinary they are so low on the list because they are simply not needed in the big battle. While a lot of people love witches, their power is simply lacking in terms with elementals. Witches are like level one in terms of magical spell power, whereas Elementals would be level 8 and demons level 10.

Humans: {Mortal} Most humans do not know of the supernatural world, and those who do despise it, Humans mostly reside in the inner states and refuse to acknowledge the fact that the supernatural could be good. While the supernatural may be strong, they do not easily reveal themselves to humans specifically for the fact that humans have much bigger numbers than them. The ratio of supernatural to human is 1 to 10, if a war was to be created between species the humans would win, solely because Witches, Elementals, seers and Banshees are by the law of nature required not to be prejudice against races, therefor not able to pick a side and demons simply don't care about what happens with those not in the underworld.

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[dumb-little-trans-writer]

Rust and Black Thorn Trees. Chapter 1.

TW: religious themes, religious abuse, reality alteration, dissociation triggers, abusive parents

Dasha. Her parents chose this name because it implied purity. A gift from God, or Mother Miranda. And they wanted their girl to be devoted only to Mother, as a pure virgin girl. Her days consisted of being a housekeeper, always making sure her family’s house was as clean as possible, for the blessing of Mother. She hated this life. But the one time she spoke up, she was forced to pray to Mother Miranda on hot coals. At eight years old. “Please, Mama it hurts-” she begged her mother, hiccuping as her Mother forced her down on the coal. She screamed, “You will make our situation worse if you keep doing this, Mother is an all-loving being, and you dare to speak ill of her likeness?” her mother cried, fingers in her daughters long, dark brown hair. The child’s hands shook as they were in a prayer position, she sobbed, unable to think straight. However, in this child’s mind, she deserves it. I dared to speak against my creator, i deserve it, she thought. When she was nine, she decided to make offerings herself of flower crowns and rose stems. When her parents came home to their daughter praying at the altar, and a house that was cleaner than when they left it, they gave her love. And validation. This repeated cycle from birth taught Dasha that her only source of affection was from being devoted to a false God. Until she got chosen to come with Mother Miranda, on her tenth birthday. She pointed at the girl, staring in awe at her presence. “I want her.” she said. The girl was nervous. But she felt a pull to get up, almost like she was hypnotized. She turned around, and caught a glimpse of her parents for the last time. They were crying. They were happy. That was the last she saw of them when the blindfold was gently placed on her, making her blind. She felt Miranda’s cold hand touch the middle of the girl’s back, through the white calf-length dress. She walked forward, and felt so cold. It pierced through the skin and confused the girl. She heard the maternal voice of Miranda, “Take the blindfold off, my child.” she gently ordered. “Yes, Mother.” she obediently replied, fumbling with the soft fabric. The girl noticed the sterile smell in the air as she took the blindfold off. She was in a doctor’s room. The lights were uninviting and made her uneasy. Miranda sat on a stool next to what looked like a dentist’s chair, but it had straps. “I have chosen you to bear a gift, but for me to give it to you,” she paused, gesturing at the chair now wearing doctor’s attire, “you need to sit in that chair for me, can you do that, love?” Miranda asked, lovingly. “Yes, Mother.” she said, sitting in the chair. Miranda started closing the straps. first around her legs, then her torso, and then her upper body. All the girl could think about was how excited she was, A gift? What did I do to deserve a gift from Miranda? She thought. Mother pulled in a tray, with a syringe and a small jar filled with a pitch black liquid. “Mother, I hate to ask this of you, as you know what you’re doing, but what is the gift?” The girl innocently asked. When she didn’t respond, and instead cut the girls dress, revealing her stomach, she thought she had done something wrong now. “Did-Did i do something wrong, Mother?” the girl asked, slightly frantic as Miranda used a cotton ball soaked in some kind of orange liquid, and dabbed it on a specific area. It was freezing, and she started to panic. Thoughts running wild as she filled the syringe with the viscous, black liquid. Miranda paused before injecting the liquid into her abdomen, and put a hand on the child’s cheek. Gently rubbing her cheek with a thumb. She moved a lock of hair out of the girl’s face, exactly like how Mama would do to calm you down. The girl immediately relaxed, her mind going blank, looking into Mother. A small pinch on the girl’s abdomen didn’t faze her. Then the feeling of dread started as Miranda coldly injected what she knew wasn’t a gift, else she was too delusional to realize how sick this was. She finished the injection, and took out a pen and clipboard.

What..?

The girl was confused. She had complied. Why did this hurt so much..? Why was she so weak..? She started hyperventilating. She couldn’t control her body as it started convulsing. The girl’s frail body and mind went unconscious as her eyes and nose started leaking the same viscous black liquid that was injected. Miranda was quickly confused and took a sample. She smiled, for this one had potential. Normally, they don’t go unconscious, and usually the limited mental capacity starts first, along with the slight greying of the skin. She would’ve started to look like a corpse, normally. But it seems the alterations to the Cadou worked. A sample of Miranda’s DNA mixed with the Cadou seemed to change the progression in only female individuals. Miranda wondered how this would affect cross-species organ implantation. She knew that at the least, this would make the passed out girl in front of her infertile. It could eat away at her organs too. She decided to use fresh organs from a female wolf, and implant them into the girl. She only used the reproductive organs and the entirety of the digestive system from the wolf. Everything else was...unethically harvested. It was long, but successful. Dasha woke, confused, and in pain. She was now in a hospital room. It was uninviting and made a poor attempt to look comforting. Miranda walked in, seemingly proud and with her chin high when she realized the child was awake. “Mother, what did you do to me..?” she groggily whined through the throbbing pain throughout her body. “I gave you a gift. The Cadou, mixed with a part of me,” she paused, stepping closer, “you are a part of me.” she said, delusion plaguing her mind. She seemed so excited. The girl was scared. Being scared of God was a horrifying thought for a child. After the child healed, Miranda let her stay in her house. Unsettling. After Dasha settled into her new home, she would be subjected to horrifying psychological torture. The first time Miranda got in Dasha’s head, she created small illusions. She would reach out to touch a vase and it would go through her hands. Small things, to make her rely on Mother for her sense of reality. Eventually it grew to Miranda making her see her parents. Then came the reason for these tests. Miranda was priming the child for this. The child thought she was with her parents again. In the forest, at the place she loved to let her imagination run. She heard multiple growls, they overlapped each other, and she looked around, attempting to find the source. They seemed to be coming from all directions. As she turned to face her parents again, she saw three lycans mauling them. Her Mama’s arm was being torn from it’s socket. The girl felt herself growing taller, hair sprouting rapidly everywhere, and her body changed from that of a human girl, to a tall, lycan-like monstrosity. She became mindless, tearing the flesh from the lycan’s fragile bones, tearing their heads from one of their bodies, the spine with it. She tried to scream, but the only thing that came out of her was a gutteral croaking sound. Once she had used all of her rage, she felt so tired. She felt herself floating, the tall, muscular form she once had dissipating into a black mist, absorbing back into her body. She fell, with no one to catch her. Once she had regained her balance and composure, Mother would come running. The girl leaked the same viscous black liquid from every facial orifice. She started puking this liquid, and these symptoms, along with intense abdominal pain, as well as emotional mood swings, was the cost of this transformation. This cycle persisted for seven years. Until her parents were taken by Lady Dimitrescu. Presumably for feeding, and maidwork. Miranda realized she would never be able to be useful. The conditions for the transformation to occur, as well as the recovery, were unable to be used properly. So, assuming she would be dead in the forest, she told her the truth about the illusions, as well as the truth about her parents being taken, and drained of blood like pigs. And she cast her out into the wilderness at seventeen. God had now abandoned her. At first, she had the drive to attempt to save her parents. But then she realized this was done to her by the same person her parents deified. Made her do all the chores, primed her for being a nun of Mother Miranda. The people who beat her for questioning Mother’s decisions.

The God who abandoned her.

She had suffered for nothing.

A/N: i changed a bit of the canon because i really wanted to stick with my idea, dont worry, there will be spice and karl heisenberg content

[iamtheempress]

Cold Blooded

A Dragon Ball Horror Fic {Part 9}

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Some days have come and gone, bruises were healed ribs are fixed back into place. Vegeta is off with Goku training themselves in the time chamber for the night, in all their forms to test themselves fully.

Bulma had asked her to house sit the entirety of Capsule Corp for the night, Carlie happily obliged since she still had her old room beside the balcony. The scientist rushed to her lab and came back up to her temporary bedroom and sat down on her bed, only to dress into a sleep shirt and pull out her bottle of whiskey, an old stache in her night stand and the new bottle of Merlot for Frieza. She ordered a hot pizza for herself and maybe Frieza if he was willing to eat. 

She had a movie ready to watch and unwind. An old classic and take on horror, Alien. A solid 3 hour long movie that she loved to watch when she was younger, one of the first movies that peaked her interest hardcore to alien races all together.

She singlehandedly carried both the pies and the wine and whiskey in her arms down the hall in the direction of the theater, which is on Friezas side of the building She felt one of the bottles slipping and started to quietly curse herself when it falls from her arms, she awaits the impending crash and liqour splattering everywhere. When it didnt she looked to her side to see a tail tip encircling the bottle.

 “Tsk. Well if that were to break that would certainly be tragic, wouldnt it, Ms. Carlie?” Frieza said standing beside her with a small smile, Carlie smiled at Frieza and laughed abit embarrassed. “Thanks, Frieza.. Want to help me eat these pizzas?”She lifted the pizza boxes and the smell wafted up to the Emperor, he hummed and held his chin between his fingers. “I am quite hungry. Pizza you say? Id love to accompany you, dear.” 

He holds the bottle and saunters beside her down the hall, tail fluttering slowly behind him, a bit of blood still on the very end of his terribly strong tail.. From his most recent murder that day. “I was actually going to watch a movie too, so hope you enjoy feeling lazy eating pizza and getting abit drunk cuz thats going to happen with me tonight” She giggled and gently nudged open the door to the large theater room. “Oh there is no issue with that, I was wondering how you were doing anyway so to spend some quality time within your company is just what i needed.” 

You too will realize this

Frieza curtly nods and places the bottle of whiskey down besides the two large pizzas with hot sauce to dunk in, Carlie lifted the bottle of merlot to Frieza and smiled. “Wanted to give this to you and we can get abit drunk together.. Except i dont know your tolerance to alcohol.” “Wuite alright, im no light weight.” “Excellent!” she claps her hands together and grabs a wine goblet and one Whiskey glass.

Frieza watches her form shuffle away, eyes raking slowly down to her pretty soft legs. Her bottom showing just slightly from the shirt raised up behind her. Frieza hums and seats himself on the extra large and extravagant couch bringing the Wine up and looking at it.. His little smirk showing in the glass bottles sheen in the movie theaters dim light. “Care to tell me what we would be watching.” She tilts her head and comes back with the glasses sitting comfy besides Freeza, the light of the theater dimmed very slowly until the only things visible were Friezas eyes and the screen turning on to suit the room. 

“This movie is one of my favorites from when i was younger. It is called Alien, plot is basically a bunch of humans awake from cryostasis and there's no reason why, and then this insectoid alien called a xenomorph makes its appearance and you'll see the rest. It's great!” “Ohohoho! How precious.. Humans having their own interpretations of Alien kind is quite amusing! Cannot wait to see what kind of monstrosity your kind has imagined.” He uses his ki to pour them both some wine and whiskey. “Hey you might like it, don't knock it till ya try it.” she giggles and clinks the drinks together and takes a sip. The movie begins and she is immediately entrenched in it like its her first time watching it.

Watching a classic with the late emperor. His arms are crossed as this large fluffy white quilt is brought up to her lap and encircles her so comfortably, her slippers fall off her feet to the floor. Frieza watches her out of the corner of his eye while she watches the screen with expectant wonder.. 

He watched her pretty gossamer locks, some that were tied up and some that were loose, falling out of her messily tied bun, down her shirt, her lightly tanned skin glistens with some nice smelling body spray, tantalizing and sweet. Like her. The fact she wasnt wearing glasses made her look more appealing and this deeply confused Frieza��� His eyes snapped to the screen and he took a sip of his drink, his back curving to relax into the plush cushion. 

Friezas tail slid beneath her back, she didnt flinch, she shifted a tiny bit, maybe to make sure he was comfortable, maybe to welcome it.. He took it as the latter and proceeded to welcome the warmth of her back upon his tail. 

‘You beautiful little thing…’ he thinks crossing his ankles and watching her fill another glass full of whiskey, right as the first sight of the Xenomorph came up on screen his eyes widened and he tilted his head. 

Watching humans cower in abject horror made the emperor smile in pride of the idea that this is what humans find entertaining and terrifying..the tail around her waist slowly drags her to his side; spurts of blood and the absolute massacre that sprays forth from its victims peaks his interest. Down to the idea they grow and procreate and are fast and nimble, with predatory intent to kill and overwhelm, ambush with ease. 

The very similar comparison to his 3rd form was just the icing on the cake for the emperor that made this all the more amusing. Shes familiar with the immense amount of horror this form can bring...Maybe this was intentional.. Maybe she wanted him to see that he wasnt afraid of him, no matter what form he took. 

She had eaten almost all of this pizza along with the dip of the hot sauce that made her lips look glossy and inviting...a thought Frieza never entertained before but here he was, staring at her lips and her neck where Vegeta left a bite.

He sneers and his bright red eyes return to the screen, when she places her whiskey glass down her hand touches his thick cold tail while she puts it down the emperor cracks the goblet from the grip.. Not breaking it entirely just enough to crack it.

*Thats enough of this little game…*

This gives him an idea. One to finally act upon this beautiful little woman besides him whos blanched stark white and almost flush against the 

“"this movie is quite entertaining. Kill or be killed and absolute domination with zero regard for human life. Procreate and maim, all for the sake of their queen" Frieza muses, his arm bringing the soft white blanket into his lap and his cold strong hand finds her bare thigh, Carlie was abit tipsy but she wasnt blind... "You enjoy this bloodshed dont you, Carlie.” He lets the goblet go to float gingerly to the table infront of him and tilts her head to face him. “Frieza, what are you talking about.. Its just a movie.” He straightens his back hard and looks her square in the eye; a knowing look blooms across his minimalistic features and his red eyes dilate.

“I know what happened to you the other day. Vegeta harmed you while you were intimate, I saw your back and those horrific bruises and scratches.” Her eyes went wide and she backed her head up abit from him as he held her hand in his own. “Frieza.. Me and Vegeta are fine it was a one time thing that wont-” “And how do you know that Carlie?” “Huh?”

“Ive known Vegeta for decades. Since he was a small chimp with a dead father. I WAS basically his father figure, to hell with any of his old Saiyan counterparts. They had as little an influence as i did on him. He had a temper that could never be put out..”  He snapped, raising his voice harshly almost into her face.

 For a split second.. He felt bad for doing that.

“That Saiyan bravado is all brute force and abuse. Never anything gentle..” Carlies eyes remained wide as she slowly- like cold molasses on the brain-took everything he said in. “He would never abuse me..” She pushed his hand off her leg and his tail slunk slowly beneath the shirt to her smoothe soft belly, then to her thighs to keep her still, but not enough to harm her. “He did though..  He most certainly did though… your back had proof of it.. Why would he throw you so violently… you his little mate.. That damned ape knows nothing about delicacy… its disgusting…” 

He sneers forcing the girl to her back with little effort on his own part. Carlie started to panic... “Frieza, let me go. C'mon if i didn't trust Vegeta i wouldn't be with him, let me the heck go please.” SHe pleas and pulls against the tail as the emperor cradles her head and stares down at the little scientist, a hypnotic unblinking stare as his tail tightens around her soft midsection and her quivering legs, his tail pulsing around her body.

   “Carlie… Would I lie to you.. Vegeta’s a great danger to you, he's highly unstable and you know it.. No amount of affection or care will break that ape down to what you want.. He is a *Saiyan* careless, heartless, if you were to die he wouldn't bat a lash.. Just look at where you are.” His tail sliding between her legs to lock them together to ensure she doesn't struggle too hard. SHe was all ears as she complied and lain still turning her head to the side crying…

“He left you with me… alone.. Instead of staying he went off to probably train and..” the back of his knuckles slide down her cheek. His eyes looking longingly at the slender pretty neck and her soft plush lips back up to her eyes… 

What is going ON with him….

“Inflict more harm upon you…Possibly kill you..” He pulls away and sits up his tail uncurling quite satisfied with his claim. Hoping he made her change her mind he folded his hands in his lap. 

“You are my only friend Carlie, I'm saying this to protect you.” 

Carlie stood up and backed up staring at him. “I don't know where you get off.. Speaking to me like that.. Frieza I gotta go.. Dont fucking follow me i cant fucking think…” she slurs, turning on her heel and taking the whiskey and headed for the door.

  “Look at me.”

 She stops dead in her tracks. Frieza didn't even have to turn completely around. “That creature… the Xenomorph on the screen.. Is my 3rd form likeness..” 

3rd form… no one said anything about forms with him… “.............” She gulps and listens, letting him proceed. “This is my Final Form.. From this i can get stronger in my Golden form… one day i hope to show you its glory… But until then… know i could have killed you.. But i dont. I enjoy your company. If you choose to leave that is your choice, and i bid you a pleasant night my dear.” He raises the now full Goblet to his lips and sips.

He heard the door close and the emperor simply closed his eyes.. Her energy left the room. It was lonely. It actually *hurt* Frieza to feel her go.

"Consider this friendship squandered... i will take what i want... and what i wanted from the very beginning was you" He hissed under his breath. Continuing to watch the movie and enjoy the rest of his pizza. “I hope you have a lovely last night as Vegetas.. Because i will make you mine. Empress Carlie...you have no choice…” He muses eating a slice and licking his fingers clean. 

His tail rests in the spot where she sat. “You never really did.”

☆☆☆

Authors note: Super sorry yall. lifes been batshit and i hope yall like this truly. Were coming up on the wrap up~

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[celestialselfdiscovery]

hey! great blog, its really inspiring and just awesome. might u have any tips on how to make a new reality posible in which u dont focus on what puts u down anymore an share them if u do?

You have a very good question and I appreciate you asking; the answer is incredibly simple. More simple than people realize.... but today with this answer- that will all change. Suppose your goal is to create a new reality, but you also do not want to focus attention on what’s negative- that is a great intention, and the answer to your question is within your question!! Every human being has what they call “a subconscious mind” - more and more evidence is coming out from quantum physicists (scientific research/studies) that proves that since everything in the world is made out of energy particles, and energy particles are easily manipulated. Matter/solid objects are also made out of energy particles. Like water for example, water can be solid like ice, or invisible/see through/untouchable like vapor, energy comes in many forms. Thoughts and emotions are forms of energy too. How does this tie into the subconscious mind you may ask? The subconscious mind is a data bank that collects/records/recorded everything that you have ever been exposed to in your life ever since you’re born, everything you see with your eyes, everything you hear with your ears, everything you think about, everything you feel emotionally, everything you say out of your mouth, everything you aren’t paying attention to but you’re exposed to, the music lyrics you’re listening to, the things you read on the news or stories, every single bit of information from your environment is being absorbed into your subconscious as a form of HYPNOSIS, meaning EVERYTHING in life is a subliminal download to program your subconscious mind. Why does this matter? Because everything you are living out/experiencing RIGHT NOW- IS THE MANIFESTATION/creation of data/info that’s been downloaded into your subconscious mind.  The future (every second that occurs is the future) is created based on what’s being absorbed through your subconscious. Do you know what that means? It means that YOU have ALL the power and control to decide on what YOU want to create in YOUR experience/reality/life/future by YOU deciding on what YOU want to focus your attention on. It’s really that simple, if something doesn’t make you feel good- your intuition is screaming “don’t give attention to that!! stop it!! focus on what makes you happy!!” - when you are feeling good, I call THAT “following your intuition”. Feeling bad=not following your intuition. If something makes you feel bad, there is NO reason to give ANY attention to things that make you feel that way. STOP feeding that energy, the more you feed into that negative energy- THE MORE YOU ARE CREATING IT INTO YOUR REALITY. In a book by Abraham Hicks I’ve read this sentence stood out to me “Worrying is using your imagination to create what you DON’T want.”  You know the best part? Your subconscious mind CANNOT tell from what is called a “truth” or a “lie”. It’s ONLY purpose is to RECORD->CREATE->RECORD->CREATE(repeat). You do NOT need to feed your subconscious mind with “Truths” that DO NOT make you feel good. If you wanted a puppy, and saying “I don’t have a puppy” just because it’s true even thought it doesn’t make you feel good- you are programming your subconscious mind to create MORE situations in your life where you STILL don’t have a puppy. If you practice saying to yourself, thinking about, imagining how good it feels “I have a puppy” (even if it’s what people would call a “lie” ) - the subconscious mind downloads THAT information, energy particles that you’re emitting from those thoughts and emotions are manipulating energy in the universe (like wifi internet or tv particles for the tv to have something projected or the radio to hear music) to create a circumstance for you where you have manifested a puppy into your life!! Don’t say stuff like “I need a chair” when you want a chair either, because by saying “I need” it’s implying that you STILL “NEED” that (I used chair as an example but you can use money, or love, or a job, etc in the example to get the point). The subconscious mind doesn’t know the difference between you joking either, so never joke to yourself by saying “haha I’m so dumb” because you will unintentionally stummon situations in your life where you’re going to feel exactly that way- “dumb”.     All of this really means is the best tip is that you should do your best to pay attention to 1) what makes you feel good vs what doesn’t. Then ONLY do what makes YOU feel good. 2) Pay attention to what you allow your subconscious mind to get exposed to, if you’re listening to a song and it has negative lyrics about negative circumstances- you’re literally hypnotizing your subconscious mind by listening to those lyrics to create negative situations/feelings. Even if the song is a Bop, if the lyrics are shitty, then it’s a song to drop. Reading negative news ONLY PERPETUATES MORE NEGATIVITY INTO THE UNIVERSE BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE PROGRAMMING THEIR MINDS WITH THE NEGATIVE INFORMATION , FEELING NEGATIVE ABOUT IT, AND HUMANS ARE BEING USED (I know this will come off as conspiracy, but governments/positions of corrupt power KNOW this for centuries) Humans are being USED to create/perpetuate more negativity and destruction in the world. (side note, please get your news from https://www.goodnewsnetwork.org ) 3) Once you are more aware of your own thoughts, your own feelings, and you’re taking action steps to program your OWN subconscious by speaking/saying/talking about things that you love, by reading things that you love and make you feel good, by looking at pictures of things that you love and make you feel good, anything where you are using your thoughts, ears, eyes, voice to program positive things into your subconscious mind is a form of SELF HYPNOSIS because you are programming your subconscious mind like a computer, by you making sure you download information that ONLY MAKES YOU FEEL GOOD-  through repetition, your subconscious will eventually use your NEW POSITIVE PROGRAMS to override OLD UNFILTERED previously downloaded information from when you used to live in what I call “auto pilot mode” and THIS is the REAL way to use “Law of Attraction”. “Law of Attraction” is just a froofroo la di da word that symbolizes what is NATURALLY SCIENTIFICALLY IN NATURE OCCURRING SINCE THE BEGINNING OF HUMANITY. 4) Because you’re aware of your thoughts, program your own subconscious and you only follow what makes you feel good, if you begin to notice for some reason “negative thoughts would randomly pop up” and you recognize that it can’t possibly be your own thoughts because you have set the intention to only think about positive things- then you must know that those negative thoughts are NOT your own but energetic interference from energetic (low vibration) beings that feed off of negative human energy, these beings exist among humans in their own dimension that (for now) is invisible to the human eye, some people call them demons/ghosts, but what they really are is one of the races of multidimensional aliens. (there are high vibration aliens and there are low vibration ones that work with corrupt positions of powers such as governments) If you’ve ever seen the show “adventures with Rick and Morty” and have seen their portal gun- life is something similar to that. (There are multiple dimensions and multiple timelines and multiple dimensions of each timeline etc) Life is surely stranger than fiction for sure.... Anyway!! These nasty ass low vibe aliens feed off of negative energy (like in the movie Monsters Inc, the monsters use kids screams (the kids fear) as electricity for their world. But to discover that higher vibration laughs are a lot more powerful (very symbolic undertone in the movie)) That’s why I brought up the conspiracy about how humans are intentionally being used to create more negativity because these low life filth demons feed off of the negativity.  These negative beings are capable of using telepathy to attempt to program your subconscious mind by telepathically planting negative thought formations into your mind (some people call these, intrusive thoughts, in worst cases, this manifests as schizophrenia ) Depression is a great example of possession/or a low vibe alien/demon attached to a human host utilizing the human as a battery pack by continuing to feed negative thoughts to the human host, the human host accepts these thought forms as their own, thus programming their subconscious to create more things to be negative about in their life. (I used to struggle with depression/suicidal thoughts for years until someone else told me about the existence of these alien beings and how the subconscious mind works and I INTENTIONALLY focused on making sure I destroyed/eliminated negative thoughts as soon as they would try to enter my mind and I would IMMEDIATELY replace the negative thought with positive thoughts to “exorcise” the entity.) If the negative entity cannot control you, and you do not emit negative emotions/energy, then the negative energy literally cannot feed off you!! However, if you’re around other people and they don’t control themselves like you do- they have the potential to have entities already feeding off them to attempt to poke your buttons/provoke you back into negativity in order to jump from one human host to another (you). Don’t let those dirty bastards distract you from creating your lovely new reality of positive possibilities!! Love you!!

[lefaystrent]

Curiosity

Fandom: Thomas Sanders, Sanders Sides

Pairings: Loceit

Summary: . . . how on earth was Logan actually sleeping? Was he really that unbothered by Deceit remaining in the room, barely a foot away from him? This kind of obliviousness was more anticipated in Patton. Well, no, not obliviousness. It was like— 

Like Logan honestly didn’t mind that Deceit was there.

Notes: I know I said I was going on hiatus, but I don’t think I know how to do it very well. Also, I found this awesome fanart and couldn’t help writing about it.

AO3 Link

Deceit relished his job, relished in the lies he told because there were so many ways to lie to a person. It all came down to what people wanted to believe, or what Deceit wanted them to believe. Which sometimes? Those two went hand in hand.

Call him a dark side all you want, everyone—at some point—wanted to buy what he sold. The naivety that swallowed the lies down at face value, or the deep denial that rejected the truth so thoroughly. Either way, Deceit knew his way around words. How to break or build confidence. How to blind eyes and smother the ugly truth.

And his penchant for pretty lies was what made him a slimy snake, some dirty thing to be hated. Thomas and the other sides could believe whatever they want, but Deceit was just doing his job. He didn’t care either way. In fact, he liked getting under their skin.

Patton, oh so gullible and believing the best of people, had always been the easiest target. Virgil too, with his never-ending paranoia. And Roman? So desperate to be loved, to not be forgotten.

Logan though? What a . . . peculiar specimen.

Deceit lay in bed beside the logical trait. They were in Logan’s room, Deceit having come in uninvited to annoy Logan while he worked late into the night. Finally, Logan had given up and gone to bed. But did that stop Deceit?

Um, sorta?

At first, Deceit crawled into bed with him merely to keep Logan from sleeping. Surprisingly—er, completely not surprisingly, Logan simply grumbled, placed his glasses on his bedside table, and fell asleep.

It was . . . the exact reaction Deceit had expected. It’s not like he had been prepared for Logan to give in to that anger he denied he felt and toss Deceit out of his room.

However, that was the issue with Logan. Unlike the others, he had—without fail—never been bothered by Deceit’s presence. Or shown as much, at least.

Whenever Deceit popped up, Logan remained steadfast. He combated each one of Deceit’s lies with irritating truths complete with well-researched sources (the nerd monkey). He met Deceit’s mismatched gaze head-on, never faltering in the midst of misconceptions, even if some of it did induce a heavy eye roll.

Deceit couldn’t even take pride in the way Logan pushed down his own humanity. That wasn’t even Deceit’s doing! That was just Logan being . . . dumb! He was dumb and not smart at all in any way and his pea-sized brain would never accomplish anything of real merit. And Deceit would ensure that Logan knew that, would know that his ‘infallible’ logic was nothing more than a joke. He would shimmy over into Logan’s personal space right now and croon it in his ear.

Any minute now, Deceit would surely do it.

Any minute really.

. . . how on earth was Logan actually sleeping? Was he really that unbothered by Deceit remaining in the room, barely a foot away from him? This kind of obliviousness was more anticipated in Patton. Well, no, not obliviousness. It was like—

Like Logan honestly didn’t mind that Deceit was there.

And, seeing as Logan was asleep and there was no one around to see Deceit right now, he could be honest with himself when he considered that he didn’t know what to do with this fact.

Logan’s breaths were slow and even, each one coming and going at a precise rate. It was oddly hypnotic and Deceit couldn’t help but stare at his profile, entranced by the way his pajama clad chest rose and fell, little more than a shadow in the darkness.

Deceit nestled into his pillow, trademark bowler hat absent at the moment. With a thought, his gloves vanished as well, leaving behind scale-marked hands. His fingers neared Logan, intending to poke at him to check to see if he had truly fallen asleep. Somehow though, his hand wandered to the top of Logan’s head to carefully skim cool digits through soft hair. Very soft actually. More fluffy than you would expect from such a rigid man.

Not once did Logan’s breaths change pace.

Deceit snatched his hand back, curling it safely against his chest. He closed his eyes tightly for a moment, jaw clenched.

The fool had really gone to sleep in spite of Deceit’s presence. If it had been Virgil or Roman, they would have never let their guard down. Patton would have, only because he didn’t realize Deceit was the type of person he needed a guard up for in the first place.

So what did that make Logan? Because dumb as he may be at times, naïve?

No, he knew exactly what Deceit was.

And yet he . . .

Stubbornly, Deceit opened his eyes once more to try again. His hand returned to gently thread through locks of hair. When that didn’t work, his fingertips traced the skin of his forehead, down his temple and cheek, around the sharp curve of his jaw, and then back up again in light circles. There were no twitches in Logan’s facial muscles, no signs that his arm was about to snap up and slap his hand away.

Deceit marveled at the way his hand cupped Logan’s cheek, the contact warm under his palm. It wouldn’t take much, to take advantage of this vulnerability.

And Logan had allowed him to see it.

Unnerved, Deceit removed his hand once more and hugged himself tightly. Logan hadn’t kicked him out. He didn’t kick him off the bed when Deceit joined him. He had closed his eyes and trusted--uh, ignored Deceit lying beside him.

Not that it matters, Deceit told himself. He burrowed deeper under the covers, hiking the blankets over his shoulder and curving his body in a way that didn’t touch Logan’s but could still feel a comforting heat radiating from him.

His eyes closed to sleep, and he was just beginning to relax when—

“Why did you stop?”

Deceit jolted and leaned up on his hands, staring wide-eyed at Logan’s face. Logan stared right back at him. There was no anger, no disgust. Just blankness.

“Why didn’t you stop me?” Deceit fired back. If Logan had woken up during his little exploration of his face, or if he’d been awake the whole time, why hadn’t he done anything about it?

“You seemed curious.” Logan answered back, as if it were that simple. “I might not know what outcome you expected or why you initiated physical contact with me, but I interpreted your actions to be benign and purposeful. Were your results enlightening?”

“No! Not at all,” Deceit denied, contemplating whether or not he should duck out now and spare himself any more embarrassment.

Without missing a beat, Logan responded, “Perhaps you should try again.”

Deceit didn’t choke on air. His whole throat tightened and he forgot how to breathe for a full minute.

Because Logan was offering to let Deceit touch him again, for science or something.

“I would rather touch burning metal bare-handed,” Deceit declared.

“Very well then,” Logan replied, closing his eyes to settle into sleep again.

Wait, what? Just like that? That was it?

“However,” Logan said, eyes still closed, “if you change your mind, the offer still stands.”

Deceit sank slowly into his pillow again. He stared at Logan’s face, searching for any traces of that which he was most familiar with.

“Why Logan, it’s almost as if you want me to touch you,” Deceit teased, laying it on thick with a chuckle.

“While your touch is not unpleasant, this is not about that.”

Deceit frowned, confusion turning into annoyance, because: “What is it about then?”

“You seemed curious,” Logan repeated. Then in a softer voice tinged with sleep, he said, “Far be it from me to discourage that which urges us to learn.”

Logan didn’t speak any more after that, nor did Deceit have anything to say.

He didn’t resume his earlier touching either.

He laid there and watched the other, waiting for the other shoe to drop, for the truth to reveal itself like a rug being yanked out from under him.

But somewhere between Deceit and Logic, the lines between falsehoods and honesty blurred and he couldn’t tell what was real anymore.

What he did know was that Logan still hadn’t kicked him off the bed, and as Deceit relaxed into sleep, he came to a conclusion.

It was enough.

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[monsterparty1989]

big ol dream post; many dreams from multiple diff (out of order) dates

(sorry if the readmore doesnt work on mobile)

i drew a couple of pics for some of these dreams but not all of them. the ones that don’t have drawings will have some fairly-accurate images accompanying them

dream 1 - date unknown

i had a dream that i went into a local restaurant with my mom, dad, and brother. the restaurant in real life is very small, and it started that way in the dream-- however, as time went on the restaurant's floors and ceilings began to stretch out far. i had gotten up to go use the restroom, and when i came out the restaurant had grown so much that i got lost. as i was wandering around, i noticed some of the guests had begun to distort or just straight up turn into animals or monsters.  there was a child who was following me around, and when i told him to please leave me alone, he held up a large kitchen knife and started chasing me-- eventually i get away, but when i see him in the distance, he looks like this;

(idk why i drew him twice)

he stalked me through the rest of the dream, but i dont think i really encountered him again face to face, i just saw him walking around. 

anyway, as i kept trying to find my way back to my table, the restaurant began to fizzle and dissolve away as more and more guests turned into monsters/animals/at this point just vanishing.  eventually the walls and floors were gone completely, leaving a vast pitch black void. the restaurant’s decorations remained floating there however, such as the tables and chairs + lighting fixtures, but things like paintings distorted as well, into bright vivid alien looking creatures whose eyes would follow you. also, to avoid falling, i’d decided to float around on a hollow galapagos tortoise shell. 

i’m not entirely sure what happens after this point. i remember looking for something other than my table but i don’t know what it was. i think in the end i fell down into the void and woke up. 

dream 2 - 9/20/16

in this dream i’m babysitting a small child, and he tells me of a place that only other little kids can go. a place that adults can’t even see. however at the time of the dream i was 17 so i was still “technically” a kid, so i was able to see it. he leads me there, to one of the most frightening locations i’ve been to in a dream. 

it looks like a garage, placed on a busy street corner. adults pass by and dont even glance at it, but there are children my age and younger, even so young as about 7 years old hanging around it.

  the garage itself is very old and dirty looking even on the outside, the walls are painted with the 3 primary colors, but they are cracked and chipped, but also not somehow faded. the inside is fairly small, maybe about 15x15 feet.  the walls are dingy plain white, with dirt smeared all over them. the floor is hard concrete, as dirty and stained as the walls are. however, near the far right corner of the garage, the dirt seems to accumulated a lot. on the far right corner in the floor there is a metal chute, just large enough for a child to fit into. its rusted and there are clearly dried blood stains all over the inside and around the entrance. 

as i’m peering down the chute a child of about 12 walks up to me and says that all the cool kids hang out around here-- and the even cooler kids aren’t scared to jump down the chute.  i say to him, if he’s so cool then why doesn’t he jump in? he pushes me back and climbs inside, falling into the long dark hole.  i hear metal clanging as he hits the sides of the metal grate, yelps of pain as skin scrapes on the walls. eventually, it’s quiet.

the children gathered around outside are staring in, staring at the grate, hypnotized. the child i’m babysitting seems to mindlessly follow after the older boy and climbs into the grate. i panic and grab his arm as he falls down into the grate and i get pulled down into it too. everything goes dark for a moment, before i open my eyes. i’m in a dimly lit purple room, and the floor is soggy with blood.

there are no bodies around me that i can see, however in front of me is one of the weirdest dream monsters i’ve had. it’s human.. kind-of. its in some sort of motorized wheelchair that is melded to its body, and it can only move at an extremely slow pace. it has a bulbous and greasy neck, with beady insect eyes still the size and shape of human eyes, just bugging out of its head. it’s slack-jawed, with gnarled rotten human teeth. it didn’t ever move or talk or anything. on the arm of the “wheelchair” there’s a very strange device i couldn’t figure out what was.

i’m trying to stand up but i’m injured from my fall. i realize that this creature is very very slowly moving towards me. i have nowhere to run, the room is only about as big as the garage was, and my injuries are making it hard to move. i try to stay away from this thing but it ever so slowly keeps chase. eventually, i get tired and collapse.  i then discover that the device on the arm of its chair was made to grind parts of your body up individually while keeping you alive and completely conscious. 

typing it out and reading it is not as scary as it was experiencing it. i was shivering when i woke up. 

dream 3 - 9/27/16

this ones not particularly scary i just like the “monster” in it in this dream i felt an itchy sting on my leg, and when i inspected it there was  a giant blood clot sticking out of my skin. i tell my mom and i’m rushed to a doctor’s office, and in that office all of the patients are all different monsters; none malicious however, just there for their checkups i guess? they had heads like detailed halloween masks, they were very cool looking anyway i get called into the Doctor Room, where the doctor is standing in the corner, facing away, and when the door closes he turns around and says in a very cartoonish voice: “what seEEEeEEEEeeeeEEEms to be the PrOOOoooOOBLEM!!” and dream me is like. well. this is a good doctor obviously.  he’s in surgeons scrubs and wearing a cartoon wolf halloween mask, like this:

i try to play along and i say “well doc, i’ve got some bad news...” and trailing off saying “i’ve got a huge blood clot on my leg.”

he sits me down in an examination chair thats super low to the ground and really small, leans me back and straps me in. he pulls out a “syringe” which is really a small red plastic water gun with a needle poking out the end of it. he holds it above the blood clot and i say “w-wait! is this gonna hurt..?”.. i can see his eyes through the holes in the mask and he looks infuriated. he dips his hand into some sort of numbing gel and slathers it onto the clot, but then starts rubbing it over my entire leg. he tells me to shut up, and then pulls the water gun’s trigger over the clot, which jabs the needle inside of it, then out. a hole is left where the needle was and blood begins pouring out. “did it work?” i say as i slowly start to pass out. my vision got redder and blurrier as i saw the wolf doctor and my mom standing above me, staring. 

there’s more to this dream but i really just wanted to talk about cartoon wolf doctor, ok

dream 4 - date unknown

for some reason i’m living in my childhood bedroom again and it’s become infested with bugs. they’re extremely large and have no legs, they’re like maggots with chitin. with 3 body sections, beady roach eyes, gigantic ant wings, pale yellow flesh, and a set of blood red mandibles about an inch in length or longer. the ones i found were jabbed into my mattress and were stuck there, writhing and wiggling trying to escape. they were hard to get rid of, because they kept trying to jab into our skin. 

thats all the ones i wanna write for now. thanks

[mystic-head-canons]

Hii, I really love X-men (marvel in general) and I was wondering what kind of mutants the rfa+ V,Saeran and rika (vanderwood if u want) would be, but If you dont know them You can just ignore this if you want, Have fun writing! x

The first bomb begins.

Yoosung

For most of Yoosung’s life, he’s been able to understand animals (much to the envy of Saeyoung and Jumin)

Because he’s naturally smart, he is pressured to do well in school and behave

So, if Yoosung needs some me-time, he goes out to a grassy area and sits and waits for the animals to gather around him

More than once he’s actually been caught petting a deer while playing a game on his phone

Yoosung’s a Disney Princess

Jaehee

She’s got some form of super speed

Granted, Jaehee isn’t as fast as some mutants with super speed, but she’s infinitely more efficient

While Jaehee does have a lot of control over her powers, if she gets too tired or doesn’t concentrate properly, she’s very likely to crash into walls or hurt herself

Thankfully, her speed carries over to her healing as well, so she recovers fast enough that it’s not anything serious

Zen

Well, naturally, he has an unnatural healing ability

It’s interesting that it’s actually a mind based super power as he has to focus and force his body to heal, knowing every cell and what it has to do to heal himself

It’s nowhere near as fast as, say, Wolverine, but it’s fast enough that he’s able to recover from a broken bone or sprained ankle within minutes to hours (depending on severity)

Some speculate that he has some sort of hypnotic singing voice, but he doesn’t, he’s just a beautiful singer

Also, although he doesn’t advertise it, he has had a vision or two of the future in his dreams, but they’re infrequent

Jumin

if he weren’t a mutant, his superpower would be money

Jumin’s able to shift his body into diamond and back again

He’s able to manipulate this form and create diamond weapons or just straight up diamonds

Of course he wishes he could speak to cats, but unfortunately, he’s not so lucky and believe me he has tried to get Yoosung on his employee roster

Instead, he has an ability that can make him money and he can use to give people he likes nice things (also, he can spoil Elizabeth)

Would totally transform his hand and use the light refraction to play with Elizabeth

Saeyoung

Omnilingual

Aka, he speaks, reads, and understands all languages perfectly

Computer code, ancient Egyptian, and Korean all look the same to him

Not a super power, but he’s also super smart, and because he got to skip the step of “learning” new languages, he’s able to read a lot of books and how to hack better than anyone else

However, sometimes he misses something simple because he doesn’t realize that something is written in two languages for a deliberate reason that hints at the truth

V

He has enhanced senses and the ability to make super sonic blasts

So V is very good at knowing his surroundings at all times

He can detect anything new or wrong in his immediate area long before he even sees it

When V goes blind, he’s still able to see, but it’s different, and he’s not sure he likes it, but it’s interesting

The pictures he takes after he goes blind are drastically different in style, the critics say, but they’re still beautiful and his work continues to be adored

Saeran

Twins are often similar, but never the same

So while Saeyoung is omnilingual, Saeran isn’t

Instead, he’s telekinetic

He also has a little telepathy, but it only works with Saeyoung (twin telepathy for the win)

As a result, when he gets worked up or really emotional, Saeran loses control and things are either thrown or destroyed

When he was first rescued from Rika’s control, he had to be quarantined so that he couldn’t hurt anyone

Vanderwood

Human taser

Basically, he controls electricity and polarities and such

Vanderwood, when irritated or pushed, will simply raise his hand and have electricity arc between his fingers as a quiet threat

He’s also extremely useful to have around if something electrical breaks, because he can sense if the electricity isn’t passing through part of the machine, or if it’s an electricity problem at all

Rika

Rika… well, she’s got kind of a Queen Bee type power

In that, she produces pheromones that can warp and control a person’s mind

Now, people with strong minds or mental based powers, resist her control (such as MC and Saeyoung, Saeran to a lesser extent, and even V, although you wouldn’t know it because he gives into Rika’s will anyways, most of the time)

When her powers firsts appeared, her powers only appeared to make people more attracted to her, more drawn in, more interested in making her happy rather than anything else, and she used that to get people to donate money towards good causes

One day, someone tried to kill for her, misinterpreting her order, and Rika realized, if she could control people like this, she could change the world

Reshape it in a way that nobody would ever be unhappy or want for anything ever again (by taking away their free will)

Thus her descent into a power mad, world domination bent, villain

MC

MC would be a psychic

Probably with some form of ability to telepathically link people’s minds so that everyone can be on the same page

But she wouldn’t be strong enough to control or influence people

Although, be warned, she does have visions of the past, present, and future, so she could know more about you than you do

Not that she would tell you

[angel-with-hornssss]

kiss me kill me- chapter 1

pairing: reader (i did put a name to make it simply easier for me) x mark (feat. the rest of got7 and some appearances from bts and some pairings of oc and got7)

genre: supernatural!au, some angst, fluff, hopefully comedy and smut eventually (you have been warned)

summary: a new teacher comes and stir up the life of kathy. he wanted something and what he wanted was simple. kathy. but it seems there's more than meets the eye. (i am like the worst at summaries sorry)

word count: 1046 (but who's counting right..)

warnings: well in this chapter not really... maybe some swearing...

so this is my first series, my official first fanfiction so i would really really really appreciate it if you guys gave me some feedback and tell me if you want me to continue it. i do have other chapters ready but i need to know if i should post them or not so please dont be shy. thank you and hope you enjoy.

How did this all happen? Who could say? Many moments could have triggered this very event. How can we say with certainty which of those moments led to this? Perhaps the trust put in the wrong friend. Or when certain words were exchanged at a specific moment. Maybe it was when all the doubt and uncertainty started consuming us when it was time to think actions. Or maybe it was simply by waking up on that morning and doing the simple task of just showing up to school. There's no real way of saying the only thing I can say with certainty was that since that day all our Fates were changed forever.

 Let me introduce myself. I'm Kathy O'Connell, you're probably wondering what all of this is about. Well it started pretty simply.

 I woke up.

 What as simple as that? Yeah, apparently waking up that fateful morning was something I should not have done. I mean if I could I would have stayed in bed, but I am obligated to go to school. And once again school brought me nothing but misery.

 The day started like any other, my alarm blared up waking me up from a pretty good sleep. Seriously, it should be illegal to wake up that early. I got ready for school and went on my merry way. It shouldn’t have been any different from any other day, but it ended up changing the course of our Lives.

 I arrived at school, making it to class just in the nick of time. Everyone was already seated and I just dragged myself to any desk in the back so I could catch up on some snooze. Little did I know that fate had other plans for me. The moment I placed my head on my desk the whole air around me changed. This chill ripped through my spine, and made the hair on my back stand. It wasn't a complete feeling of dreadfulness per say, but it wasn't a completely positive feeling either.

 Someone entered the class and the whole air around him changed. His presence seemed menacing and dangerous. It also was alluring and hypnotizing, which should have been my first clue to be on guard but I was foolish. I was naive and frankly, I was curious about this new person with his alluring aura just showing up on the seemingly mundane day. Looking back on it I should’ve seen the signs. Even from the start he didn't look human, he was just too attractive for any regular human being. I was pulled out of my daze from the Adonis getting everyone's attention.

 “Good morning, I will be your replacement teacher for the time being. My name is Mark Tuan but you can and should call me Mr. Tuan.” He spoke up and the deepest voice I ever heard came out of his mouth.

 I got lost in the moment and just ended up shamelessly ogling him. He was tall with broad shoulders, dark luscious locks and deep chocolate eyes. His teeth were pearly white and I could’ve sworn I saw fangs as how sharp they looked from where I was. His body seemed toned and he looked athletic but lean. All in all he was very handsome, maybe a little too handsome. Just as I came back to focus I realized that he too was staring right at me. I put my head down, embarrassed, but not without noticing first how he seemed to smirk at my reaction. During the remaining of the class I tried to stay as little as possible. I put my head on my desk and try to go to sleep, but his face would just keep popping up. I stayed perfectly still even as he walked near my desk. I thought creating the illusion of sleep would get him to not notice me, but again I spoke too soon. As the bell rang I was ready to sprint out of there faster than you can say pizza, but luck was not on my side.

 “Mrs.… O'Connell was it, could you stay for awhile I would like to talk with you.” Mr. Tuan spoke up making me freeze at the door.

 I hanged back waiting for everyone to clear out so I could make my way to the front of his desk. Once the room was empty he walked to the door and closed it. My heart nearly jumped out of my throat when I heard the click of the door. Being truly alone with him made me more nervous than I ever was in my lifetime, and I was born nervous so that is saying a lot. He came on my side and stood next to me. He was almost too close for comfort, but I couldn’t seem to be able to move, I was frozen on the spot. He just stared at me but I kept looking at the board too nervous to turn in his direction, but I could feel his piercing gaze on me, making me fidget on my feet.

 “I wanted to speak to you about the dozing off you did during class.” he started, not backing away one bit.

 “I'm sorry sir, I was just very tired this morning I couldn’t help myself. It won't happen again I promise.” I apologized in a small voice getting more and more nervous.

 “Do you know how hard it was to hold myself back during the whole period and now the way you call out sir.” He said his voice getting lower, if that was even possible.

 “Excuse me?” I asked baffled, not sure if I heard correctly.

 Before I could say anything more I felt lips on my own. I was suddenly very aware that he was kissing me. For just a second I got lost in the softness of his lips, but just as fast, I came back to my senses. I pushed him off with as much force as I could, and bolted out of there. When I thought I put enough distance between me and the door, I finally took the time to stop and breath. As I started to think about what happened, I could only come up with one conclusion.

 What the actual hell just happened?

[gryfstmne]

stuttering and confidence boosting conversation

gryfstmne08/19/2018 Finally caught up on my reading in the rooms here. didn't know I'd gotten so far behind Tiger08/19/2018 anything good? gryfstmne08/19/2018 I liked the stories  from earlier in here. dallunb08/19/2018 you read through yesterday, gryfst? gryfstmne08/19/2018 Yes I did dallunb08/19/2018 wow I was proud of the room or rather, the guys who took a supportive part in it XXXZERO808/19/2018 Hmm dallunb08/19/2018 zero did great yesterday gryfstmne08/19/2018 At least as far as when they started the discussion and then the first stories Yes he did. XXXZERO808/19/2018 Oh....thnx Tiger08/19/2018 You have a story for us @gryfstmne ? dallunb08/19/2018 the room tried to derail a couple of times but it largely held solid most of the day XXXZERO808/19/2018 Hmm gryfstmne08/19/2018 You are a bit of a mystery to me xxxzerob  you sound like a sub from your hesitancy and normal language pattern but you have been hypnotizing people for years before you tried subbing yourself from what I gather XXXZERO808/19/2018 I havent tisted too many people...but yes gryfstmne08/19/2018 Do you have a sense of confidence in your abilities to put someone under when you have a session? XXXZERO808/19/2018 Honestly...u get nervous every time  @gryfstmne Hi @Bear.UK Bear.UK08/19/2018 great to see you @XXXZERO8 how's everything? XXXZERO808/19/2018 Ok but stressful. U gryfstmne08/19/2018 So you are not arrogant which is a good thing  ,but you  are solid and strong sounding when you hypnotize someone right? XXXZERO808/19/2018 I have always done text..never voice Bear.UK08/19/2018 tired XXXZERO808/19/2018 But i try to be....i just....dont wanna mess up and want the sub when under to be well Bear.UK08/19/2018 but relaxed gryfstmne08/19/2018 Sorry I meant in your language when you text. You don't stutter when you are being the twist right? Bear.UK08/19/2018 good outlook @XXXZERO8 XXXZERO808/19/2018 Oh umm..t..thnx  @Bear.UK I dont believe i do  @gryfstmne gryfstmne08/19/2018 Text not twist argh Tist Tiger08/19/2018 Idk the "hesitant hypnotist" sounds kinda  good to me. Could work well. XXXZERO808/19/2018 Its ok Tiger08/19/2018 would get me to focus on their words XXXZERO808/19/2018 I...havent tried it honestly Bear.UK08/19/2018 have u been doing much? @XXXZERO8 XXXZERO808/19/2018 ...job hunting mainly  @Bear.UK Bear.UK08/19/2018 ah yes, you mentioned any progress? XXXZERO808/19/2018 I should have one now Bear.UK08/19/2018 oh great gryfstmne08/19/2018 I've heard that some singers are sick to their stomachs and almost terrified before they go perform but once out there they forget their nervousness and enjoy themselves like Barry manilla and Barbara Streisand .Do you enjoy yourself once you know it's going well xxxzerob? XXXZERO808/19/2018 I honestly stay nervous the whole time...i...i am glad if its going great and well... ...but i stay nervous the whole time....because...until the end...i..it mighthave an issue... gryfstmne08/19/2018 Argh autocorrect strikes again manilow not manilla though I heard Bette midler call him that once XXXZERO808/19/2018 I dont wanna feel that way But...i try to enjoy it when i trance Bear.UK08/19/2018 do it more often then @XXXZERO8 XXXz u just get used to it gryfstmne08/19/2018 Practice and time will make it easier and better, but by the sound of it , you already are doing great Bear.UK08/19/2018 yes XXXZERO808/19/2018 I am? gryfstmne08/19/2018 From what I read in the last 2 days room chatter ,yes you are Bear.UK08/19/2018 yes i think i read some favourable stuff XXXZERO808/19/2018 But as a tist...or just...as a person gryfstmne08/19/2018 Both Bear.UK08/19/2018 as a tist as a person it was never in doubt dallunb08/19/2018 zero actually ran the room gryfstmne08/19/2018 Favorable reviews as a tist and sound good as a person too Bear.UK08/19/2018 mmm dallunb08/19/2018 handled the unruly crowd Bear.UK08/19/2018 great XXXZERO808/19/2018 ...y..yeah gryfstmne08/19/2018 You already have one thing going for you a lot of tists don't. You care about how well the sub is liking and responding to you. Some tists couldn't care less about the subject. XXXZERO808/19/2018 I...i dont want others to feel bad

1 gryfstmne08/19/2018 Which is what will have you being a great one in the long run .emotional empathy for others  Is what makes for a better ,more understanding human being ,especially for a person in a role of power over others XXXZERO808/19/2018 O...oh ok t...then Bear.UK08/19/2018 yes that's right people sense that and are happier to trust u XXXZERO808/19/2018 O..ok Umm t...t..thnx gryfstmne08/19/2018 Think of it like Peter Parker and Spiderman .he was at first a shy ,nervous, angry ,misunderstood teenager who never had confidence in himself .then he got powers and became an arrogant ,narcissistic entitled idiot while in showbiz .then he realized his mistakes learned from then and became over time a confident easier going ,nicer guy even when he lost his powers for a time.he can sympathize with the villains or other people's motives and learned how to communicate with them enough so sometimes when his powers didn't do enough ,his feelings and imagining what was going on with them made all the difference. XXXZERO808/19/2018 Oh? Bear.UK08/19/2018 and it seems u are already a natural   at that side of things XXXZERO808/19/2018 Oh? gryfstmne08/19/2018 He started believing he was a good enough guy or a capable enough guy that caught the attention of others. In the end he got Gwen Stacy and Mary Jane Watson ,he hung out with every known hero in the marvel universe in his team ups ,impressed Tony stark ,captain America and Thor in his courage ,know-how ,and resilience and even became an avenger for a time XXXZERO808/19/2018 O...ok Jibberish08/19/2018 Wow waking up and seeing general not in it's old pattern Good work guys stonedskull08/19/2018 What pattern lol Jibberish08/19/2018 Hi. Hi. Morning. How is everyone. Hello. Bear.UK08/19/2018 hi Jibberish08/19/2018 Don't start bear I'm watching you

stonedskull08/19/2018 Hi Jibberish08/19/2018 Josh .... Bear.UK08/19/2018 me?? what have i done? do u know me better than i know u? Jibberish08/19/2018 Not yet o,o XXXZERO808/19/2018 ? XXXZERO808/19/2018 Hmm gryfstmne08/19/2018 If you want a more reality based story ,I am a shy introverted ,guy who always beat myself up and still care what others think too much .I never had friends ,was always attracting the verbal and sometimes physical abuse of others , never believed I did anything right and stayed that way for a long time like it was a self fulfilling prophecy of doom. But I learned to read by the hardy boy ,Nancy drew books which helped eventually open my imagination ,let me at least attempt to discuss the books with others and socialize a little ,and do better in school. I got jobs I could do ok at which built my confidence a bit. I finally joined the riverbears which introduced me to some real friendships ,some experience with sex and love and that I have something good to offer others in me and a sense of self. Then a friend dragged me to karaoke and got me to sing ...and I was terrible. But I got hooked. I got better over a long time but it built up my confidence in myself and made me feel better about everything I can't do .At least if I can do this even a little bit ok then I can have the faith in myself that I can try other things and grow a little.  I wouldn't be in any chat room much less the hypnosis room fumbling around if I hadn't learned something about myself and that I'm good enough to at least talk to people and believe in myself enough to keep putting myself out there no matter how many things go wrong and find a level of comfort in myself so" it's not the end of the world ,come too soon , it's just the end of the afternoon".(Curtis stigers song quote) XXXZERO808/19/2018 Wow....just ....wow gryfstmne08/19/2018 Give yourself some time ,keep going at it and remember people in here already know you have talent, you are likeable , and give yourself a measure of trust in yourself .You can do a lot more than you know and can do it well with time ,and practice Bear.UK08/19/2018 yes XXXZERO808/19/2018 O....ok gryfstmne08/19/2018 Do you stutter in real life or just in texting? XXXZERO808/19/2018 ...just texting normally....i...i have to hide emotions in rl Bear.UK08/19/2018 u can be yrself here gryfstmne08/19/2018 Do you want to stutter in real life or in texting? XXXZERO808/19/2018 No..i..i dont wanna Just...nervous Bear.UK08/19/2018 nervous is ok gryfstmne08/19/2018 Ok so based on what you said ,you speak normally in real life because you are guarding yourself and to blend in and act normal  but you do ok speaking normally ,would you say that is fair? XXXZERO808/19/2018 Yes gryfstmne08/19/2018 When you are hypnotizing someone ,you don't stutter even though you are nervous ,correct? XXXZERO808/19/2018 I...i try not to gryfstmne08/19/2018 Because you know anyone reading it might lose focus and you want them relaxed and happy as you bring them smoothly into trance XXXZERO808/19/2018 Y...yes gryfstmne08/19/2018 So the only time you truly stutter is when you are not focusing on the subject and just thinking of how you portray yourself normally in here? XXXZERO808/19/2018 ...when i am not focusing at all gryfstmne08/19/2018 I may be saying the wrong thing here and if so I apologize in advance... Do you like being underestimated? XXXZERO808/19/2018 No need to apologize And not at all

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What Does Hypnosis or Hypnotherapy Feel Like? Hypnosis is an altered state of consciousness … any other interventions—and there are others who have tried it after relapsing. In fact, one study shows that hypnotherapy is even more effective than nicotine replacement therapy for quitting smoking. News story posted on 2017-06-23T08:00:00 So how can hypnosis be explained? It’s your right to choose. Some name it the art of hypnosis and others categorize it as pure science. However, we think that this is not so important. People must concentrate on the results, not on the appearance. One should have at least some minimum knowledge before attempting to induce someone. This doesn’t matter that there are people that can do it and others simply can’t. If you are a human being you can do it. Learning more about hypnosis also means hard studying of one’s inner self. Hypnosis has to be used to help others.

Hypnosis works only if you make several commitments. As mentioned above, a certain mood is required. Making a commitment about this is going to help a lot in studying the most interesting aspects of hypnosis. Nevertheless, it’s necessary to specify that the urge to use hypnosis for making something negative happen to certain people is going to keep success away from you. Don’t even attempt to consider this. Generally, thinking positively will help. One has to realize that hypnosis has to used for obtaining certain things while making those around you feel happy, satisfied and comfortable.

Conversation skills are required in order to hypnotize others. Being a good orator these days means that you have the necessary potential to make people accept what you say. This is real hypnosis. However, when some people are working hard to learn hypnosis methods, other do it naturally without even knowing. Don’t worry, if you have what it is required to convince people then studying and understanding hypnosis is no big deal. You are probably one of those individuals with inborn hypnosis skills.

Most of the individuals that study hypnosis sometimes ask their teacher if it is real to hypnotize themselves. They want to use such techniques when it’s necessary to do things that they don’t want to do, but are obliged to. Yes, self hypnosis is a real thing and there exist special techniques for that. It’s all about the development of your own motivational potential. The main target of self hypnosis is to aid you overcome all the worthless thoughts and focus on what deserves to be analyzed.

Hypnosis might be regarded as pure science. Sure thing, there are many people that are against this approach. Basically, in simple terms ” science is anything that can be explained logically. If hypnosis can be materialized using different numbers and formulas then it might be considered science. There is no magic bullet behind the art of having the necessary knowledge and skills to induce and convince others. It is something that can be taught. Anyway, the desire to learn definitely depends on you.

Hypnosis has nothing to do with religion. The methods that one learns when discovering hypnosis are only based on improving one’s orator skills and developing the capacity to convince others. The fact that several religious groups intensively critique most hypnotists doesn’t influence this art at all. With the help of hypnosis you can make others smile. It is not compulsory to give up your religious beliefs in order to learn how to hypnotize someone. This is a huge misunderstanding.

If you want to begin learning hypnosis you have to make sure that you are ready to learn some very interesting things about yourself. Most people that step on this path are impressed after a certain amount of time because learning hypnosis means finding out more about your own character, unveiling your weak and strong points, etc. You discover who you really are. Most people simply dont do it because of their ambitions. If you want to master hypnosis we suggest that you acquire a simple handbook and read the basics.

When you learn how to hypnotize you begin to realize that these techniques might be used to aid people around you. In this way you not only enlighten your karma but you get used to do better actions, thus improving your own existence. This is the most beneficial part of knowing to hypnotize others. Self hypnosis will teach you a lot of interesting things. If you would like to learn something new in your existence start learning hypnosis today!

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