#tw : violence

[madootles]

the last dance

[dead-horse-prancing]

hello. here is me shooting my cat.

A bad photoshop will always be funnier than an AI image no matter what

[3dogbones]

Was rereading Something New because of a certain person (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) and I went feral over cannon killer last night…

Gonna be posting the doodles I made for the rest of the week so! STAY TUNED OR SMTHN

THIS WAS JUSTSUPPOSED TO BE A SKETCH BUT I WENT CRAZY SMHSMHMSH

c-c-c-crazy? I was crazy once… they locked me in a room… a rubber room,,, a rubber room filled with rats… the rats made me crazy. crazy? I was crazy once… they locked me in a room… a rubber room,,, a rubber room filled with rats… the rats made me crazy. crazy? I was crazy once… they locked me in a room… a rubber room,,, a rubber room filled with rats… the rats made me crazy. crazy? I was crazy once… they locked me in a room… a rubber room,,, a rubber room filled with rats… the rats made me crazy. crazy? I was crazy once… they locked me in a room… a rubber room,,, a rubber room filled with rats… the rats made me crazy.

[pulim-v]

and finally, the one, the only

Karma - AJR - a Foggy Glasses and Corroded Copper Comic. By Pulim-v

WARNING: This comic contains depictions of: profanity, implied alcohol consumption, intoxication, violence and blood. Read at your own discretion.

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[lovelizards]

It all happened so fast.

One second Sebastian, Sam, and Abigail were all huddled around the table in his room, rolling up new characters for their game of Solarion Chronicles, and the next second his bedroom door had been thrown open by a stranger with slicked back hair and grey gloves.

"H - hey!" Sebastian jumped up, more angry than frightened, "What the hell? Who - who are -?"

"Just a friendly government agent. I'm looking for the boy called Sebastian." The stranger said, his tone sharp as a knife, and his cold eyes flicking between him and Sam.

"Actually, I'm Sebastian," Abigail said, leaning on Sebastian's shoulder with a sarcastic frown.

"I thought it was my turn to be Sebastian!" Sam insisted, as both he and Abigail crowded close around him. Sebastian would have been grateful, if he hadn't noticed the very real-looking gun in the stranger's hand.

"Cute," the man levelled his gun at the three of them.

Abigail froze, her hand gripping his sleeve. Sam let out a shocked breath, then raised a slow, protective arm in front of the two of them.

"Do...do you have a warrant?" Sebastian asked, his nerves making the words feel heavy and strange in his mouth. But, the man looked like some kind of government suit. He had an ID card hanging around his neck, and fancy shoes.

"Yeah!" Sam insisted, "This is messed up! You can't just walk into someone's house and threaten them at gun-point!"

But the man didn't respond.

He crossed the room in a few steps, and grabbed hold of Sebastian's arm. The guy was strong, stronger than he looked, and a manic sort of fear overcame Sebastian in that moment. He yelled, and fought, wrestling with the hand holding him.

Sam jumped on the guy, shouting something about calling the cops - though all of them knew that there were no cops local to the valley.

But Sam was barely an annoyance to the guy, and for one horrific second Sebastian thought was going to shoot at Sam.

Instead, he raised the gun up and cracked him in the head with the butt of the gun. The force of it made Sam's eyes roll to the back of his head, and sent him to the floor.

"Sam!" Abigail rushed over to him as Sebastian was getting dragged away, "You prick! What the fuck is your problem?!"

Again, nothing from the government agent.

He just dragged Sebastian bodily up the stairs, past his sobbing mom and a stony-faced Demetrius, and out into the cold evening in his socks.

Sebastian dug his feet into the dirt, he tried to trip the guy, he aimed punches and kicks anywhere he could, until eventually he got some kind of reaction.

The man let go of his arm for just a second, and then nailed him in the eye with a punch that nearly knocked him on his ass. The pain burst through his head, it burned and throbbed, and it took him a second to regain his balance.

"Quit making this hard, kid," the government agent instructed, "You're not the one I'm after, so - hey!

Sebastian didn't wait for him to finish, he bolted.

But he only made it a few rushed steps before the blast of a gunshot rang his head, and a searing pain ripped through his shoulder.

He stopped, tense, trembling, the fear of being faced with a real ass gun, something that could kill him in an instant - rather than something only from video games - slowly dawning on him.

The man's heavy footsteps came up behind him, and a strong hand turned him around; "You get it now? I don't want to hurt you, but I will. This'll be easier for you if you just comply. Now come on."

He grabbed the front of Sebastian's hoodie, and started pulling him stumbling along, up past the train tracks, towards the summit of the mountain.

Sebastian wasn't sure how much time had passed as he stood there, trembling from the cold and from the fear, near the sharp drop of the summit. Eventually, though, he heard running footsteps coming up the stairs and started.

The man adjusted his grip on Sebastian's hoodie, his leather gloves squeaking quietly, as the two of them watched Eve come sprinting into the summit clearing.

Wait, Eve?

Sebastian blinked.

"Eve?" He asked.

"Sebastian!" Eve cried. She was panting heavily, and clutching a crumpled piece of paper in her hands.

"Eve -Agh -!"

The government agent yanked on his hoodie, and then shoved him out further towards the stretch of open sky. His sock feet tried and failed to grip the loose dirt under him.

"We've been waiting for you, 3V3..."

Sebastian tried to catch his panicked breath. All he could do was grab hold of the man's arm for dear life, and try to stop his heart from beating right out of his chest.

"Eve!" He called, his voice breaking, "Be careful! This guy is dangerous!"

Eve's shoulders were raised, her hands hung at her sides but they were tensed into fists, the way they always were when she was trying to pretend she was fine.

"Let him go," she said, her voice struggling to stay level. She threw the paper to the ground, a letter of warning with a map to the summit, "You want me, you've got me. So let him go."

"How loyal, 3V3. And here I thought you were just toying with the kid, playing at being a human. You're full of surprises."

The man pulled a pair of expensive looking handcuffs from his pocket - awkwardly, trying to manage the gun at the same time. The cuffs were dull grey, and looked electronic, like something straight out of a sci-fi movie.

He tossed them into the dirt at Eve's feet, but said nothing else.

Eve stared down at them for only a second.

"E - Eve, wait - don't! Don't - " Sebastian tried to call, but he faltered and his teeth clicked together sharply as the gun was trained on him again.

"It's okay, Sebastian," Eve said, let out a long, trembling breath.

She picked the handcuffs up, and calmly secured them around her own wrists. The little LED lights lit up once they were on, and an electronic beep echoed out over the quiet of the summit.

"No...no, Eve..."

Eve looked up at the agent with a teary glare.

"Now let him go."

"Hah!" The agent gave one sharp tug on the front of Sebastian's hoodie, and then threw him forward onto the ground. He went sprawling, his legs like jelly, and landed hard on his hands and knees.

"Give me five minutes with him," Eve said, her voice low and kind of scary, serious in a way Sebastian had never heard her be before.

Even the agent faltered, then huffed a sigh.

"Two minutes."

Eve rushed over to Sebastian, dropping down onto her knees and reaching her cuffed hands out towards him. Sebastian had already pulled himself up, he held her arms, looking down at the handcuffs, trying to remove them.

"Eve - Eve, wait - we can figure this out -!"

"It's okay, Sebastian - listen to me -"

" - let - let me try to, just hold on -"

" - Sebastian. Sebastian!"

Eve stilled his frantic hands, clasping them in her own.

"I can't just let him take you..." Sebastian groaned, lowering his head so she couldn't see the infuriating shine of tears in his eyes.

Eve pulled him into a tight hug, her face buried in his hair, and her voice a broken whisper in his ear.

"Go to Rasmodius. The wizard - go find him in Cindersnap. Tell him what happened - tell him to contact Mr. Qi -"

"W - wait - wh - who? Eve, w -"

"Time's up." The agent called, his footsteps a threatening sound as he approached.

"Do what I said, Sebastian - it'll be okay - agh!"

Eve was hauled up by her wrists, and even though she didn't try to fight or get away, the agent handled her roughly. Sebastian felt the fire of fury in his gut, but shock and sorrow were too strong to overcome.

"Please just let her go!" He shouted, hating how much like a little kid he sounded and scrambling up to his feet as the agent started dragging Eve away.

"Stay right there, kid."

Sebastian stared down the barrel of the agent's gun, desperate to chase after them, but frozen in his spot.

"It's okay - it's okay Sebastian!" Eve kept saying, and then, "Take - take care of Reggie for me! And - and the farm animals! Please -!"

Sebastian opened his mouth to respond, but before he could say anything else, the agent pressed a finger to his ear, muttered something, and both he and Eve flickered out of sight - leaving him alone on the summit, with strange instructions to follow, and a terrible ache in his chest.

[kerbubbles]

So a REPO! The Genetic Opera song came on shuffle and i still have Stobotnik brainworms so you know what that means!!!!

Stobotnik repo au!!!

The story starts similarly; widespread organ failure. Robotnik is content to watch humanity crumble; they never gave a shit about him anyway, maybe this is all just karmic retribution. He doesn't consider for a second that he could get sick, because he hardly considers himself human anymore.

And he doesn't get sick.

But Stone does.

One of Stone's organs starts to fail, and as much as Robotnik constantly claims he only keeps Stone around because he's convenient, because he hasn't figured out how to program a Badnik to do everything Stone does, the very real possibility of losing Stone terrifies Robotnik. And he doesn't have time to analyze why because Stone is dying, and he has to fix that.

And he does, because of course he does. If anyone was going to find a solution to this problem, it would be Robotnik, he'd just have to be convinced to find it. And the impending death of the one person who has stuck by his side despite everything is a very strong motivator.

So he invents fully artificial organs. They function just like real organs, and the body won't reject them because they're not made of human tissue. They're robotic. Cybernetic replacements, if you will. And once he gets one in Stone, once the other man is up on his feet and functioning just the same as, if not better than, before, it hits Ivo.

This is how he can have humanity in the palm of his hand.

Who better to rule the world than the one man who saved it?

It wouldn't take much convincing. The powers that be are desperate to stop what is rapidly looking to be an extinction event. They'd accept any terms Robotnik would set forth, because his invention is the only solution that has worked! So when he puts an end to their overflowing gratitude by revealing the catch -- the creation of these artificial organs is going to be very very expensive, you know, and i ask you, who's going to foot the bill? -- of course they'd go along with charging the sick for their own cure. Oh, but he's not a monster, you see! If they can't pay, he'd be more than willing to loan the money!

But he is a monster, and the contract is signed in blood. Default on your loans, and Robotnik Co. will retrieve what is rightfully theirs.

And who better to do the dirty work than a man who was already unwaveringly loyal before Ivo had saved his life? Stone needs no black mail, needs no motivator. Whatever the Doctor wills, he will carry it out with no questions, no complaints. The very heart in his chest belonged to Robotnik metaphorically long before it did literally.

It's not long before word of The Repo Man starts to spread. People are wondering when the other shoe will drop, when they will find out what happens when the contract is breached and someone misses a payment. And then they hear someone's mother's cousin was butchered in the night. Robotnik Co had given him new lungs, but he lost his job and he couldn't afford his payment plan. He defaulted. The next morning, his family found him with his chest torn open, ribs cracked and his artificial lungs missing.

Word spreads rapidly. Humanity has finally learned what happens when you cross Robotnik. Default on your loan, and The Repo Man will reclaim the Doctor's property.

The Repo Man would do anything for the Doctor. You can plead, you can cry, beg, bargain for your life. But nothing you have could ever sway him, because Stone serves one and only one. And if that one wishes for you to be eviscerated with no remorse, then you will be. It's not a matter of if. It's a matter of when.

God help you if you can't pay. No one has ever outrun The Repo Man.

[sappho-favourite-pupil]

at the risk of stating the obvious, i want everybody in this fandom to know that your partner hitting you once is abuse. since i've seen people around here claiming that it's the "frequency" that counts, implying that Caitlyn hitting Vi one time is not a big deal, since she never does it again (which is not even true btw).

this is such a disgusting and naive and untrue idea, and i very much hope these people don't believe in what they're saying and just want to defend their favorite character. hear me out, your partner hits you once and that's the moment you run. chances are it wil happen again. and even if it doesn't, you deserve way better than to be with someone like that.

[hungry-skeleton]

I kinda wanna hunt and scalp him to see if there's a full and natural cowboy hat underneath

[l3ominor]

Febuwhump day 11

Demonic Possession

When gathering resources goes tragically wrong

23 page comic.

CW possession, blood(seriously, there's a lot of blood my poor red gel pen), Violence, Temporary Character death, choking, strangling, impaling, eyes, Recalled Spoilers.

click for better image quality :)

[technofeudalism]

let's recap what we've learned about the United States in the last few days.

things that are terrorism:

allegedly shooting a healthcare CEO whose company generated more pure profit (not revenue, profit) in a year than the GDP of 94 countries, exclusively by denying coverage to people who pay for it

a 42-year-old mother of 2 using the wrong combination of 7 words during a heated conversation with a call center employee at a health insurance company who was in the process of denying her health coverage.

things that are not terrorism:

mass shooting in a Black church to incite a race war

going to a BLM protest specifically to kill protestors

a neo-nazi running over a crowd of people, killing a woman

targeting and killing 23 latinos in an el paso, texas walmart

killing 12 people in a theatre, shooting 58 others, rigging your apartment with explosives

a QAnon groyper killing 7 and shooting ~50 at a 4th of July parade

killing 3 people and shooting several others at a Planned Parenthood in defense of the unborn

stalking someone relentlessly and then killing them and their child despite months of the victim making police reports

any one of the 1,200 murders committed by US police yearly, the vast majority being minorities

tightening your border while ~100 immigrants (including children) drown every year in the Rio Grande

United Healthcare killing an unnknowable number of elderly people by using faulty AI to deny medically necessary coverage

Aetna killing a woman by refusing to cover her cancer care

Blue Cross killing a 6-year-old by denying her appendicitis surgery

Cigna killing a 17-year-old child by denying her liver transplant

the pharmaceutical industry killing half a million people with opioids in the name of producing revenues in 2023 that rivaled the GDPs of countries like Spain, Mexico, and Australia.

the United States killing 45,000 people a year because they can't access health coverage

make sure you keep this guide handy the next time you find yourself interacting with your insurance company or any other millionaire, billionaire, or an individual who is part of a protected class such as a CEO or president of a corporation.

[rochichan]

Odysseus

[latepivi]

happy au i don't know her

[littledaydreamers]

Kai saw red.

One second, he was watching Pia put on a damn show, her every move calculated to get under his skin. The next, some guy was pulling her in, pressing his lips against hers like he had any damn right.

Before he even processed it, Kai was moving. He wasn’t the type to make a scene—well, not really—but this? This was a fucking joke. His fist connected with the guy’s jaw in a clean, sharp punch, sending him stumbling back. The music didn’t even drown out the collective gasps around them, but Kai didn’t care. His knuckles ached, his pulse hammered in his ears, and his sharp gaze cut to Pia before she could react.

“Enough.” His voice was low, firm, leaving no room for argument.

Without hesitation, he grabbed her wrist, his grip possessive but not painful, and pulled her through the sea of bodies. He didn’t stop until the cool night air hit them, the bass from inside now a distant thrum behind the slam of the door.

He finally let go of her hand, dragging a rough hand through his dark hair as he took a deep breath, trying to rein himself in. His knuckles stung, but he didn’t care. He turned to face her, his stormy eyes locking onto hers with a mixture of frustration, heat, and something deeper he wasn’t ready to name.

“You wanna play games? Fine. But don’t expect me to just stand there while some asshole puts his hands on you like that.” His voice was rough, his usual teasing edge nowhere to be found.

He stepped closer, towering over her slightly, his jaw clenched. “Tell me you didn’t want me to do that,” he challenged, searching her expression, daring her to lie.

to say that pia had never experienced this kind of tension was an understatement. the level in which they were meticulously taking a step ahead before the other caught up to them. she didn't really want to dance, especially with this guy but at the same time was she going to let kai have the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to her? oh, absolutely not.

she rolled her hips, shifting her body so she was now facing away from him as she shifted in a way she was sure was going to get a physical reaction from her dance partner any second now. she effortlessly moved so she was all the way down to the floor and then glided her way back up, extending her long legs to standing as she wrapped her arms around the male's neck.

she was aware what he was doing, and if she would let her guard down and the true emotions spill out it would show she was quite irritated in that moment. the fact that this girl in his grip was so gorgeous, and peppy, and obviously completely intoxicated by him. did she wish it was her? of course she did.

she knew this wasn't very healthy behaviour, acting in this way of one upping another. and yet she couldn't stop herself so she shifted her head to whisper into this guys ear and he began pressing kisses to her neck as he tucked her hair behind her ear.

for a moment she could pretend it was kai, and block out the rest of the world but her eyes bounced back to him with this glitter in her orbs like she was trying to prove something and bit her lip. this guy was obviously feeling ballsy and pulled her in for a kiss, admitedly his lips didn't taste like the ghost of a cigarette and liquor but she welcomed it for the purpose of this game.

[mageofpanic]

go go little star

[1spooky2me]

(TW: violence and blood)

Not good enough….

*Pork Soda by Glass Animals playin in the distance*

Part 1

PART 2

PART 3

PART 4

PART 5

PART 6

PART 7

TRAGEDY

DREAM OR NIGHTMARE

PART 8