#tw peer pressure

[lily-janus]

The Hardest Thing

hey guys! I finally did my first Big Bang yayyy! For now I'll post the first chapter and hopefully post the rest soon after! Ty so much for @bonker-bananas for the amazing art she made for this fic! @tss-storytime

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Word count: 4,359

Chapter 1 - Don't Worry, Virgil!

It was a day like any other. Nothing special or note-worthy about it. The weather was a bit cloudy but there was no storm, no thunder, just a light breeze and some clouds that dimmed the light of the sun slightly.

Virgil was walking on his usual route to school, the familiar sights doing nothing to ease his nerves. 

He didn't know why he felt so anxious, his eyes kept darting around as if expecting some creature to jump from the bushes or… something. And no matter how much breathing exercises he did, his breath kept hitching and there wasn't enough air in his lungs-

"Virgil?" 

He suddenly feels a hand on his shoulder and jumps a few good feet in the air before he realizes it was only Janus.

Wait… Janus? When did he…

Virgil blinked, looking around, he spotted Janus' house a few feet behind them… he didn't even notice he walked past it, never mind that Janus joined him in their usual meeting spot in front of it…

Janus puts his arms up in surrender. "Sorry, you just seem a bit jumpy today." Janus says gently, Virgil's shoulder slumping after his initial panic.

He grabs his left arm with his right, nails digging into the sleeves of his hoodie trying again to do his breathing exercises. "Yeah… sorry, just one of these days…" he mumbles. "I got this vague feeling that something bad is coming…" he trailed off, it sounds so stupid when he says it out loud…

Janus raised a skeptic eyebrow at that and Virgil wanted to kick himself for saying anything. It's obviously just his stupid anxiety acting up for no reason, he should know better than to listen to it.

But still…

 "I know it sounds stupid but-"

"Oh heavens no! I think you're right! Look, behind you!" Janus points behind Virgil.

Virgil rolled his eyes. Of course Janus would mock him for it, what else did he expect? He should have kept his mouth shut… 

"Very funny Janus-" but he's tackled to the floor before he can finish his sentence.

His entire body immediately tenses up even more than before and he feels his lungs being crushed by the weight above him as he struggles to breathe, clawing and writhing on the floor in a desperate attempt to get away, to run from the unknown threat, to-

"Sneak attack!" Remus shrieks in delight.

He slamps in relief and exhaustion when he realizes it's just Remus and his annoying sneak tackles… really, how many times did he need to explain to him that these are not fun for someone with a high functioning anxiety like him?

Virgil groans, struggling to breathe under his weight. "Remus… we talked about this…" he chokes out.

Remus giggles, crushing Virgil even more as he uses him as leverage to get back on his feet, offering his hand to him once he's up.

Virgil glares at him before ignoring his hand and standing up on his own. "You gotta stop doing this, man, I'm jumpy enough as it is." He folds his arms over his chest, hugging himself tightly. That attack did not help his nerves, if anything it made them tense up more.

"Sorry, V, couldn't help it." Remus grinned apologetically at their anxious friend. "Why are you jumpy anyway? Nothing special is happening, just a boring school day." Remus shrugs.

Virgil rolls his eyes at the question. He stopped counting the amount of times he tried to explain to his friends how his anxiety works, they just never seem to listen. The fact that there's nothing happening nor anything to be worried about doesn't mean he won't worry. 

It just means his brain will come up with things that might happen and make him worry about those, which is honestly worse than having one, clear and specific thing to worry about.

"He says he feels like something's about to happen" Janus snickers.

Virgil flushes, he again regrets voicing his imaginary concerns to Janus. "Hey! I was right a few times before!" He protests, tacking his hands into his hoodie pocket. His anxiety isn't always wrong…

"You were also wrong a lot of the times" Janus points out, because of course he did. "Just breathe, Virgil, you're safe, we're all safe, ok?" Janus says soothingly.

For now…

Virgil thinks then sighs. "I know but-"

"Great! Boring talk over! Now let's get to the good stuff." Remus rubs his hands together in anticipation.

Well… those words coming from Remus' mouth never led to anything good, maybe his anxiety was right today…

"Ah, surely nothing bad will follow this statement." Janus smirks, gesturing for Remus to continue.

"Today's a very special day!" Remus starts excitedly.

Virgil frowns as the three of them started walking again towards school. What's special about today? Was he missing something or is Remus just making stuff up for fun? Wouldn't be the first time..

"Tuesday?" Janus raises an amused eyebrow.

Remus pouts. "No silly! It's my birthday!" He says, complete with jazz hands.

Virgil frowns. "Isn't that in two weeks?" He asked as he looked at the date in his phone to confirm his question. It wasn't any of them's birthdays, what is Remus talking about?

Remus shrugs. "Potato tomato, it's the same thing!"

"It's really not…" Virgil tried to say but was interrupted by Remus' annoyed groan.

"Ugh you two are so boring! Let's just skip school and have a fun time together! You know, to celebrate." Remus looks at his friends hopefully.

Virgol huffed, he's not boring, he's cautious. There's a difference, why would they risk getting in trouble for nothing?

"Celebrate what? It's not your birthday yet darling." Janus pointed out.

Remus shrugs again. "It's someone's for sure! So let's celebrate them!"

Remus is being weirdly insistent about this…

Janus chuckles. "That's not how this works."

Remus pouted. "What are you, birthday police? C'mon, let's get out of this stupid place and have some fun!"

Janus was still chuckling, shaking his head. "Sure why not, not like any of my parents will notice anyway… or care, I'm in." 

Not surprising, Janus' parents were usually either too busy arguing or trying to best the other in everything than to actually pay attention to their son and his behavior. Suffice to say, holidays were a nightmare. And Virgil should know, since Janus made him accompany him for some for moral support, he couldn't blame the guy for needing it.

Remus whooped in triumph and they started walking in the other direction.

Did they even think about waiting for his response? Or did they just assume he'll follow them like a puppy?

Virgil froze in place. "W-wait, skip school? My parents will kill me!"

Unlike Janus' parents, Virgil's parents micromanaged every tiny detail in Virgil's life. They weren't too strict like Remus', but they knew everything about everything concerning him and his actions at any moment… or at least tried to. 

Janus and Remus helped him get away with some things in the past, but it wasn't an easy task. The fact that he's diagnosed with an anxiety disorder makes them even more protective of him than any other protective parent he's seen.

Don't get him wrong, Virgil loves his parents to bits… he just wished they'd give him some room to breathe every once in a while…

Janus rolled his eyes, going back a few steps to look Virgil in the eyes. "No one's going to know, ok? We'll fake sick letters from our parents so the teachers won't tell them, it'll be fine, don't you trust me?"

Of course he does… that's not the point he's trying to make. They didn't think this plan through enough… his parents will surely find out…

Virgil hesitated. "Of course I do, I just… I'm worried-"

"You alway are, Scare Bear! Now let's go! School's for losers!" Remus shouted in delight as he ran forward.

Janus sighed. "And now we have to follow to make sure he's not breaking anything… or anyone." He snickers to himself before running after Remus.

Both of them leaving Virgil no choice but to follow.

Virgil looks back in the direction of the school for a few seconds, before shaking his head and following them. Not like he can face school alone anyway.

"What are we doing at a grocery store again?" Janus asked, faking a yawn to show how bored he was. "I thought this day would turn out to be exciting."

Virgil was standing awkwardly next to them, trying his best to look like he's supposed to be here and not like a guilty student who's skipping school. He wasn't sure he's doing a very good job…

There were a few grown ups browsing the shelves, some of them eying the three of them suspiciously… though it might just be in Virgil's head.

"It will! I just need to find… ah ha! Gotcha!" Remus snatched something off one of the shelves and showed it to his friends.

Janus smirked at the sight but Virgil shook his head violently.

"Graffiti? Seriously? Remus, we could get in serious trouble for this, let's just go to the arcade or something." Virgil insisted, looking around fearfully.

What is he thinking? Does he want to end up in prison?

"Ugh you are sooo boring! C'mon it'll be fun, don't be a buzz-kill! Here, I found a purple spray bottle for you!" Remus shook the bottle in front of Virgil's face.

"Yeah Virgil, come on, we won't get caught if we'll be cautious." Janus piped in, picking a yellow spray bottle from the shelf.

"You don't know that! What if someone sees us? What if a cop walks by? What if-" he, once again, tried to get some sense into his impulsive friend. But he was cut off… again. Why does he even bother?

"Virgil, my guy, relax, we're not planning a murder just some silly writing on walls! We can table murder for later." Remus slang his arm around the back of Virgil's neck, grinning wildly.

Relax? Relax?! How is he supposed to relax when his friends seem determined to break so many rules today? And drag him down with them?

You don't have to go with them, you can go back to school and make up an excuse for being late. They're the ones that want to do this, not you…

"No murder, Remus, ever." Janus sighed then turned to Virgil. "If you don't want to join us, you don't have to, but we want to have fun with you too, it's your choice."

Virgil scoffed, there was no choice, it's not like he can go home when he's supposed to be in school, and he can't show up this late to school either, and wondering the streets alone is out of the question.

"Whatever…" he mumbled, taking the purple spray bottle from Remus.

He sighed as he turned the spray bottle in his hands, why is it so hard for him to make himself be heard?

"That's the spirit! Let's go!"

"If we get caught I'm killing both of you and then myself." Virgil said as they paid for the spray bottles and walked out of the store.

"If you're trying to threaten me you're doing it wrong, that sounds like fun!" Remus laughed.

….

"Hey, you! Stop right there!"

Virgil froze, his hand still up in the air with the spray bottle, in the middle of spraying his drawing on the wall.

He knew it! He fucking knew it! This is it, they're all going to jail, their parents will bail them out but then ground them until they're 30! How did he let himself go with this stupid, pointless, risky plan?

He would have stayed there, frozen, if Remus hadn't grabbed him by the arm and pulled him effortlessly with them as they ran before the cop saw their faces.

They stopped after a few blocks to catch their breath and Virgil wasted no time punching Remus in the arm. "I fucking told you! Idiot, we could have been arrested."

"But we didn't."  

"But we could have."

"But!" Janus jumped in. "We didn't, so let's stop this annoying arguing hm?" 

Virgil sighed. "Can we just go to the Arcade now? You know, like every normal kid does when they skip school?"

Remus grinned. "You got it, V-man! But you bet I'm cheating to get all the tickets and buy the coolest prize!" He giggled.

Virgil shook his head. "It's like you want to get in trouble…" but he followed his two friends anyway.

Janus slowed to walk beside him while Remus walked at the front, smirking as he watched their wild friend.

"So, what do you think he's hiding?"

Virgil frowned. "What?"

Janus raised an eyebrow. "Oh please, don't tell me you didn't notice, he's been acting weird all day."

He hesitated. He did notice something was off about Remus' behavior today. He seemed way more insistent and careless than usual but… hiding something? Remus is always so blatantly honest, what would he feel the need to hide from them?

 "It's Remus… he always acts weird." Virgil pointed out, refusing to admit Remus might be hiding secrets from them, making Janus roll his eyes.

"Different weird, trust me, there's something he's not telling us, something he tries to avoid thinking about. I bet his super strict parents punished him again or something. He always acts out in protest when they do that, what do you think?" Janus explained, seeming to enjoy speculating about their friend's personal life, which wasn't surprising.

He remembered one time, he was being more quiet than usual and Janus was utterly delighted when his endless probing finally broke Virgil and made him confess about his fight with his parents the other day.

Virgil shrugged. "How should I know?" He tried to end this conversation as quickly as possible, he didn't like talking about Remus behind his back… literally.

Janus shook his head. "It's not about knowing, the fun is in speculating, c'mon, just guess something." He urged him.

"Ah… I don't know, secret crush or something?" Virgil tried, hoping that's satisfy Janus.

Janus snickered at that. "Maybe, now that will be an interesting development."

"This is stupid, he's right here, why don't we just ask?" Virgil asked, slightly confused. Janus always does this, making things overly complicated instead of just being direct.

Janus looked at him like he just said the dumbest thing ever. "Where's the fun in that? Besides, he could have told us all day but didn't so obviously if we confront him about it he's just going to deflect and get defensive." He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

He's also insanely good at reading people and predicting their reactions, it's honestly scary sometimes.

"How have we been friends since forever and you two still manage to confuse me?" Virgil mumbled.

Janus snickered. "It's part of our charm." He said easily.

Virgil huffed a laugh. "Calm down Charming."

"Hey! Are you two done flirting?" Remus joked, "because it's time to get your game face on! We're here!" He gestured to the Arcade dramatically.

Janus and Virgil rolled their eyes with a smile and followed Remus inside.

The Arcade was as loud and colorful as Virgil remembered, with endless beepings and sounds emitting from the hundreds of games that lined up the place, the colorful lighting moving around and changing constantly.

The three friends looked around with growing excitement, looking at all the games and weighing their options.

"Hey! Janny! Check this out!" Remus suddenly shouted, pointing excitedly at the DDR game at the center of the Arcade. "Bet I can still beat you to the ground at dancing!" He grinned provkingly at Janus.

Remus was all talk, no one ever has been able to beat Janus at dancing, in DDR or not, his graceful way if moving his body was unbeatable.

"Now, Remus, I know what you're trying to do…" Janus started, "but we both know, you have never beaten me in the classic game of Dance Dance Revolution, and you never will." Janus smirked at Remus smugly.

"Oh yeah? Why don't you put your money where your mouth is and show us what you got?" Remus challenged, grinning wildly.

"Hm gladly, just you watch and learn, my parents didn't put me in dance lessons for nothing, see how a true master does it." Janus said, walking towards the game with his chin up.

Virgil and Remus watched him go. "You just love provoking him, don't you?"

"Virgil, buddy," Remus put a hand on his shoulder, "it's my reason for living."

Virgil snorted, "you're awful."

Remus grinned at that. "Why, thank you Vee, I try my best. You have to admit how entertaining he is though." He jerked his head in Janus' direction, already deep in his dancing, eyes glued to the screen and legs gracefully going for the right arrows, clearly smiling.

Remus sighed contently, patting himself on the shoulder. "I know how much he loves dancing, you're such a good friend Remus! Why thank you, Remus!"

Virgil rolled his eyes. "Dork…" he muttered.

"Hey! I heard that!" Remus punched his arm playfully, making Virgil laugh.

They then heard a faint ping coming from Remus' pocket and he fished out his phone to check what it was.

As he read whatever message it was, his expression started to change to… something Virgil never saw on him before, and something he quickly decided he didn't like at all. After a moment's hesitation, he tapped Remus lightly on the shoulder.

Remus jumped as if he got zapped by lightning, quickly locking his phone and turning around sharply to face Virgil, looking at him as if he forgot he was there.

"You okay, Re? Who messaged you?" Virgil asked with a frown of concern, he had never seen him act like it before… maybe Janus was right and he was hiding something…

Remus blinked a few times then grinned his usual grin, though it felt… off. "Eh, nothing important, just some stupid chores my parents asked me to do when I come back from 'school' "

"Um… okay? You just seemed a bit-"

"Know what? Changed my mind, this place is boring! I have a better idea, let's go!" He went to grab Janus and dragged him outside with him, Virgil worriedly trailing behind them.

What aren't you telling us, Remus?

…

"Remus, why are we at your house-"

"Shh" Remus shushed, "no one can know we're here, we're supposed to be in school remember?"

Virgil rolled his eyes, "you said that way louder than me but okay mister Stealth."

Janus snorted quietly at the comment as they continued to walk towards Remus' house.

But when they neared the front door, Remus took a sharp turn, going around the house instead.

Virgil and Janus exchanged worried glances behind Remus' back as they followed him.

"Remus, dear, you know how much I love sneaking around but… what exactly is your plan here?" Janus whispered to him as he stopped in a seemingly random place in their back yard.

"Do you know what my dad's job is?" Remus asked, turning to face his two friends.

Confused, they both shook their heads.

"Yeah neither do I, but I do know how to get inside his secret office, no one is allowed in there but my dad, which is why today we're gonna pick inside." Remus explained excitedly, rubbing his hands in anticipation. 

Every part of Virgil's brain and body screamed at him to not do exactly what Remus just suggested, his mind already came up with at least 30 things that could go wrong and quickly going up to 50 scenerios.

Virgil bit his lip in hesitation, "I don't know Re… maybe it's a secret for a reason, what if there's something dangerous inside?"

"Oh c'mon, it's my boring ol' dad! It's probably just some personal stuff he's ashamed of or something." Remus dismissed Virgil's worries, like always… Seriously, why does he even bother? 

"What do you say, Janny? You're usually not as boring as Emo over here."

Virgil huffed at that as Janus considered this. He then shrugged, "I must admit, I am curious to see what your father's up to, though I doubt it'll be too interesting, or even close to dangerous. Remus' dad is… many things, but exciting is not one of them." 

"Yes! Knew you'll be on board, now." He turned to the wall of the house, considering it for a moment before pressing on random places on it. "Saw him do it so many times." He explained when he was done.

For a moment, nothing happened, then a soft beep of approval was heard and a section of the wall sunk down to the floor, revealing a hidden passage.

"That's… kinda overdoing it for just personal stuff you're ashamed of…" Virgil pointed out as he looked into the passageway. Bad potential scenarios are up to over a hundred now.

Remus groaned, "fine, stay here as a look out or something, me and Jay will check it out, I heard chickens like it outside more." Remus teased, making Janus snicker and Virgil roll his eyes.

"Well sorry for being cautious, geez." He tacked his hands into his hoodie, watching Remus walk inside.

"You really want to stay here? Alone?" Janus raised an eyebrow at him.

Virgil hesitated for a moment, glancing at the passage then out in the street… where anyone can walk by… and think Virgil's weird and suspicious for standing in someone else's yard for so long…

He sighed, he can't believe he's actually letting them convince him to do this… But if there's something he hates more than this dangerous plan… it's being alone.  

"...whatever."

Janus smirked and walked inside, Virgil soon following, the 'door' closing behind the three of them. Making Virgil jump and turn towards the once open door… that's not a good sign…

They all walked in silence, trying to be as quiet as possible, and taking in the strange, secret passage they found.

They soon came into a bright lighted room, full of strange looking devices and various tools scattered around each of them, it almost looked like-

"A lab?!" Remus screeched in bewilderment, "I've had a secret lab in my house this whole time?! I should have snuck down here a lot sooner, damn!"

Janus shook his head, "what happened to 'be quiet, no one can know we're here'? " he asked with a smirk.

Remus just shrugged, "there's a limit to how long I can stay quiet and did you see what we found?!" He grabbed Janus' shoulders, shaking him in excitement, "my dad's a secret scientist! How freaking cool is that!" 

Janus broke away from his grip, "apparently cool enough to forget what personal space means." He huffed, straightening his clothes, "but I admit this is… not what I was expecting, I wonder what your dad is researching."

Remus nodded at that looking over the various devices curiously.

"Holy shit, is this for real? …we should probably not touch any- Remus!" Virgil said in a panic when he saw Remus pick up a strange watch, "put that down! We don't know what it can do-"

A secret lab is like, horrible scenario number 122, complete with them accidentally activating some sort of doomsday device and bringing the end of the world!

"Geez, calm down, will ya? Nothing happened!" Remus huffed, putting the watch down.

"Yet.." Virgil added quietly, "this place gives me the creeps, let's get out of…" he trailed off, tilting his head as he looked at a full body-sized mirror… that didn't seem to reflect the room they were in, "...here." he finished quietly, frowning.

Virgil tilted his head, looking at the strange 'mirror' more closely. Its frame had strange carvings and drawings on it that looked like they're depicting battles. At the top of the mirror there were three small figures and a sentence in a language Virgil has never seen anything like it before…

"Vee? Everything- wow what is that?" Remus came to stand near Virgil, staring at the strange mirror and reaching a hand towards it.

Janus stopped him, "idiot, what do you think you're doing?" He growled at him.

Remus shook his head, seemingly waking up from something, "s-sorry, I just had the weirdest feeling…" he mumbled.

"Okay, this place is crazy, I'm leaving-" he paused, looking around in confusion, "ah… guys? Where's the passageway?"

They all started to look around, but all the walls seemed solid and closed with no openings. Janus and Virgil turned ro Remus, looking at him hopefully.

"Hey! I only saw him get in! I didn't think-"

"Yeah that's the problem! You don't think and somehow you always manage to convince me and… now we're stuck here! We don't have any food and no one knows where we are… I knew I had a bad feeling about today, but you two never listen to me!" Virgil yelled, breath becoming shallower with every word until he was panting.

He's tired of doing things he doesn't really want to do, he's tired of always following his only friends around and feeling as though it's his only choice…

And he's tired of constantly being scared of everything.

"Virgil, you need to breathe-"

"No! I have a right to panic, stop telling me to fucking calm down! News flush, telling someone anxious to calm down is not calming!" Despite that, he tried catching his breath without much luck.

"I'm…" they both turned to Remus at the sound of his unusually weak voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

Virgil reached his hand to try and ground himself… and realized a second too late he wasn't leaning on a wall… but the strange mirror. His hand suddenly sunk into it, like it was made of water, and he cried in alarm when it started sucking him in.

Janus and Remus grabbed at his free arm, trying to pull him out, but nothing worked.

Before any of them realized what happened, the three of them disappeared into the mirror, leaving the lab quiet and empty.

[small-strong-bookish-butch]

I told my mom about my coworkers wanting me to drink, and how I know they’re at least somewhat teasing but I still feel kind of weird about it if I think about it too much.

And she was really understanding, and said that part of it is probably them wanting to “include me and be friends!” (which I lowkey thought of in the back of my mind, but I wasn’t consciously like Oh This Is A Friend Moment), and that I should tell them I’m sober and appreciate the effort but I “just need to go home after work[ing].”

She did make me a drink with Bailey’s and coffee, since that was the drink I would be most likely to drink. (And that one of my coworkers wanted to buy me Bailey’s to “try over the weekend and have a good time”, end quote 🙄)

Obviously my mom has (and has had) problems with drinking herself… but it was really nice to tell her about it, and to get a genuinely compassionate response, and that she was listening and seemed to get it even though she experiences it very differently

[cirrusea]

The syndicate aka disaster book club

[matrivers]

the only pill-shaped thing I’VE been peer-pressured to take is forty orange-flavored tictacs at once

[divxne-calcmity]

// I have an AU where Crest is summoned by Maple accidentally through peer pressure, and instead of consuming the man's soul: Crest goes on a killing spree to get those so called "friends."

One of my favorite parts is the horror potential, cause Crest is able to hide in shadows and so the victims will just see his bright red eyes before they are trapped within their own body. Their bodies reacting without their input, just having to live that terror while Crest stares them down.

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[jselorekeeper]

Ooh they should have listened to Chase!

Fuck Around and Find out - Septic/Egotober Day 21

TW: Soul getting yeeted out of a body unwillingly, peer pressure, possession, Violence implied to happen at the end, Alludement to the DA's death

Egotober: Shadow

Septictober: Possession and Forced to Watch

Word count: 486

A/N: Sobbing we broke our streak with is 3:53 late

“C’mon man you know I don’t-”

“Oh come on, don’t tell me you're scared.” One of Chase’s new friends mock, Connor, he’s a bit closer to Chase’s age at 16.

“No! Of course not!” Chase’s voice cracks, he is fucking terrified, being friends with people who can do magic he already has an idea on what not to do and doing a summoning ritual in an abandon mansion is fair up on his list of things not to do.

“It’s not like it’ll work anyway.” Another friend grunts as he forces open the old wooden double doors, David, he’s the oldest of them and 18.

“Ya never know.” Josh tease towards Chase, he’s 17 and David’s younger brother.

“Who knows, you could black out and kill everyone.” Connor laughs as he enters the manor.

Chase’s blood freezes at the thought before shaking it off and walking inside.

The first thing he notices is that he can’t hear any of the outside noise, only this… low high-pitched ringing in the background. And their shadows seem darker, the shining setting sun through the windows seem so much darker than it should be as well. 

Chase doesn’t notice as his shadow turns to look at him, quickly following his friends.

He swallows harshly seeing an old stain on ground from the balcony stairs and he quickly follows the three of them upstairs, Unknowing of the shadow watching them from the corner of the ceiling.

Josh opens a door and greens seeing a table covered in red cloth and a crystal ball, “Perfect.”

“Guys I really don’t think-”

“Oh just relax, there's nothing to worry about.” David assure half heartily as Connor starts spray-painting a pentagram on the ground in the room.

.

He sits in the middle of the circle kind of fading waiting for the others to get bored so they can leave, they didn’t even do anything other than paint some runes and placed some white crystals on each point of the circle and told him to sit in it.

To be honest, he’s really bored himself, at least until he notices the ringing in the room get louder.

“Uh? Do you guys hear that?” Chase’s asks them before freezing, seeing an elongated shadow rising over them.

Before they can respond, the Shadow darts towards him and engulfs him, filling his ears with ringing.

.

Chase is stumbling backwards before catching himself, his heart absolutely racing as he watches him slumped body lift back up.

“Uh, you okay, man?” Josh asks, looking rather freaked out.

Instead of answering, his body rises, Chase’s heart is in his throat and he instinctively rushes forward, attempting to grab his body and do *something* but instead it feels like he pushed harshly to the ground.

“Ch-Chase man, hey this isn’t funny!” Josh snaps, terrified.

The thing in Chase’s body stares at them with dead eyes, before taking a step towards them.

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[writtenroses1813]

“Its easy to blame everyone else” no no, im blaming the right person

I’m blaming the one who introduced bullying to the neighboring kids. I’m blaming the one who made it popular to “pick on” me. I’m blaming the one who had the “bright idea” to lock me out or in places. I’m blaming the one who manipulated everyone and lied her way out of punishment. I’m blaming the one who made me cry myself to sleep. I’m blaming the one who peer pressured my sister away from me. I’m blaming the one who began the eight years of torture.

[scratchandplaster]

White Elephant

CW: minors involved (Ben is 15), I don't even know how to tag this, it's not classic cannibalism, but come on now, attempted forced cannibalism

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"What is it?" 

The thawing frost on the Tupperware box brought a pleasant cool onto his hands, a relief in these hot summer months. She promised her gift to be oh so special, making his heart flutter with excitement. He hoped for cake. Not to question Shepard's baking abilities, but Ben missed sweet treats that were a bit more daring than apple slices with peanut butter or oat flake crumble or-

"My placenta."

Shepard, making tea for their guests in the camper's kitchen nook, let a spoon clatter into the sink. 

"Oh, is that like paella?"

"Close enough," she laughed, a warmth colored her cheeks she didn't have during their first meeting, "that's the other half of my babies. My afterbirth, like - I don't know if your dad already had the talk with you - it was a part of me, of them. And I want you to have it. It would mean a lot to me if you accept it."

Sallow despite the burning sun, her request left him quite speechless: "Wow, okay."

"We can plant a tree on it if you like," Shepard cued in and stumbled onto the grass.

"Oh no, it's just for him. As a gift for helping us."

"I-I can't really hang this on a wall, right?" Ben chuckled, blinking up to his dad, who eyed the container like a live grenade.

Trapped in an unwavering stare and her hands weighing tons on his shoulders, she still spoke matter-of-factly: "You eat it, silly."

"Uhm... I... I don't know what to say."

"Say thank you." Her smile grew impossibly wide.

"Thank you, Miss."

"So well-behaved," a slender finger booped his nose, "but please call me Birdie."

Behind them, nearly in sync, the babies started their ear-deafening screeching. They couldn't be more than two months old by now, yet Shepard witnessed how a way too tired man tried pushing one infant into Lukas' arms - a luxury he never dared to demand. 

He nodded towards him until Birdie finally jumped up with a sigh and excused herself: "My husband needs my help, but we'll talk soon."

Maybe it had been a mistake to allow the newly extended family this little camping trip on his property, but alas, a few days together and they would be whisked away to where they came from. Shepard's gaze fell on Ben now; close to tears, his shaky fingers held the box like his life depended on it.

Before he got too emotional, his father pulled him into the camper. Of all dangers he had assessed for his boys, this hadn't been on his radar.

"Ben, sweetheart, I know it's very touching of her to offer you-"

"So gross. I don't want to eat that. No!" his boy whined as he swallowed a gag, "Please, Dad, please!"

With two fingers, Shepard fished the box from his hands and dropped it into the sink.

"We'll stick it in the freezer and bury it in the woods somewhere," Shepard muttered and wiped new tears off the boy's cheeks, "If she asks, heaven forbid, tell her what makes you comfortable. Honestly, it's not like Claire didn't consider the toxin-laced steak, but-"

"You want me to lie, Dad?"

The question made him waver for a second. Though he understood Ben's hesitation, maybe it was time for him to learn a different kind of lesson. 

"You'd rather eat that?"

"Heck no."

"That's what I thought."

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Thanks for reading 🤍 [Masterlist]

Prompt: drugging/poisoning/cannibalism

@augusnippets @whumpyourdamnpears

[jselorekeeper]

Definitely fair she didn’t trust him 😂

Septictober Day 17: Pushed

Part of my Missed Messages AU

Content warning: peer pressure

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“So,” Anti slid into the seat next to Robin. “I hear you’re doing some apartment searching.”

“How did you–”

“Well look no further. I’ve got the perfect apartment.”

“Anti, I’m not sure I even–”

“It’s a single bed, close walking distance, and a good price.”

“Anti!” He’d made his pitch, so he was okay letting her get a word in. “I don’t even know if I want to move. I just got used to this apartment.”

“Yeah, but all your roommates are moving out. You really want to live with three strangers?”

“Well... no. But it’s cheap. There’s no way that your apartment–”

“Same price.”

“No. No single is–”

“Five fifty a month? Utilities included?” So, maybe he’d checked on her lease.

“Then it’s probably a shoebox, or a real fixer upper, or in like, a bad area.”

“C’mon, why can’t you just believe I found something good?”

“Because nothing is that good without a catch.”

“Okay,” Anti admitted, “There is a catch.” And he wouldn’t let this deter her from accepting. “It’s my spare apartment.”

Robin’s eyes grew wide at his words. “I’m sorry. What?!”

“Yeah. I’d got it for Marvin, but since he’s graduating and you’re going for another year, you can use it.”

It took a few seconds, and even then, Robin stammered before finally piecing together a sentence. “I– I can’t take that.”

“Oh sure you can. It’s just vacant right now. I could honestly rent it to you for free, since it’s you.”

She made a scoff of just bewilderment. Which, sure it would be weird if it was anyone but him. But they had a deal after all. “No. I can’t. Why– why do you even–? I can’t do that!”

“It’s a good deal. What don’t you get?”

“What don’t I get? Um, how about that you’re essentially trying to give me an apartment when you’ve barely known me for three months.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t be nice.”

“Nice? Nice, would be helping me look at the different places, or helping me with a roommate search. This? I. I can’t just move into an apartment for half of what it’s worth because my friend’s brother owns the place.”

“Sure you can.”

“No. It, it raises too many red flags.”

“Just come look at it.”

“No!”

“Look, do you trust me?”

“I– Yes, but, I just...”

“Come look at it. If you hate it, fine. But you don’t get to back out of it just because it’s me.”

“... Fine.”

“Great! You got some free time now?”

“Not really–”

“Ah, you probably need a break anyway. Plus you can see how close it is.”

Anti packed her up. Even if she had said no, he still would have kept it for her. Tried to convince her again and again to move into it. Bought out her other lease if that’s what it took. If things went well with his brother (if he could get off his ass and get over himself), they’d need a private space.

[godsworstson]

i got so drunk last night im glad i wasnt even able to open tumblr because the things i wouldve said about the jackass guys wouldve been in fucking sane

[veradragonjedi]

Silly torso study that ended up being dinluke. As all things should. Close ups under the cut.

[360degreesasthecrowflies]

Fascinating situation at work today. Not sure if this is a straight normative thing to do or a neurotypical thing or a combination of the two but anyway I didn't really anticipate or understand it at all.

We had to do, for fun, a personality test at work to categorise ourselves. (Naturally they Harry Potter themed it bc why not use a cultural touchstone 15 years out of date & now divisive)

So naturally I answered the questions honestly and got the result I expected. (🐍)

Only to then find out that everyone else in my team had done one or more of:

1) tried to cheat the quiz to rig it for a particular result

2) aimed for the answer they assumed the boss wanted to hear

3) answered all the questions in a way so as to appear non threatening, submissive etc. - let me reiterate this was a bit of fun and the results weren't saved anywhere

(Or maybe for some of them this was the natural state)

I've never before seen such a blatant example of adults (aged 30s-60s) literally manifesting peer pressure on themselves and each other over something so ridiculously trivial.

Suddenly it makes sense why we never seem to get anything done or make strides to progress through things if everyone is always second-guessing and trying to give the 'right' answer rather than following logical process.

[jewishrizahawkeye]

alright, last one i promise:

my friends and her: were going on a trip to universal studios for spring break!

me: oh! i live near there, can i come?

her: no

me: why?

her: it’s only for puff puff pass members (the smoke group she turned into a cult)

me: but other girls are going who aren’t in that group?

her: well they’re puff puff pass adjacent. they can sit with us in the circle and not get an asthma attack 🥰

me: 😀

*week or so later*

her: *invites someone who doesn’t meet her predetermined qualifications*

me: hey, how come she can go and i can’t?

her: kelly are you going to make me say it?

me: what?

her: the trip is for close friends only

me:

the girl who bullied me in my sorority and went out of her way to exclude me from her group and turn everyone against me before they even knew me when i excluded her from going to a movie or something: