#twas needed

[hellsite-hall-of-fame]

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my thoughts exactly, thank you

[chaotickn1ght]

Miku da ne…

[frogseasons]

category 5 yurricane incoming

[springypaws]

So I listened to the first two episodes of Malevolent

[petruchio]

the barbie movie pointing out the hypocrisies and impossibilities of existing under the patriarchy by imagining what life under a matriarchal society would look like… the barbie movie using the images and metaphors of them being dolls to highlight the way society rewards the external performance of perfection under patriarchal standards rather than rewarding any kind of internal complexity… the doll “becoming real” as a metaphor for self-actualization which requires no permission other than the desire within oneself to do so but which can only be truly accomplished when these standards of perfection and thus the performances thereof are understood and acknowledged for the contradictions they contain… well it’s brilliant. i mean what else can i say

[youmagnificentbeast]

[x] article contains spoilers for s17e9!

[peachyvillian]

There is a Lion in My Living Room.

I feed it raw meat, so it does not hurt me. It is a strange thing to nourish what could kill you, in the hopes it does not kill you. We have lived like this for so many years. Sometimes it feels like we have always lived like this. Sometimes I think I have always been like this. — Clementine Von Radics

CW : BODY HORROR &. GORE , full under cut

[mars-ipan]

say "ahh"

bonus version under the cut bc i couldn't decide if the neon was too much

[gods-perfect-idiots]

something something blood-soaked hands cradling your face something something

anyway here's the post btw

[sageispunk]

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[paradoxolotl]

They’re a pair

[divanchedraws]

◇ Bonding with...an adoptive daughter?? ◇

Xilonen and Nepecha

Found family trope, here we go again

[dizzybizz]

jelly john is like a little stuffed toy or a big helium balloon or smth

[autisticlancemcclain]

Could you explain your position on Shallura? Since Allura was established as a teenager when she started dating Lance and Shiro was very clearly an adult. I can understand the bi shiro headcannon but the shallura thing worries me

i am going to remind yall that i have been in this fandom since 2016. and in the early seasons, allura was not established as a teenager. in fact she was coded as older, as closer to shiro's age -- there was a specific divide between her and the younger paladins that she did not have with shiro. they made her younger (both explicitly and in mannerisms) as the show went on. and i do not give a fuck about voltron like...post s4 and i didn't even watch s7-8. so like. especially with older fics, im going to enjoy shallura.

[tabieeee]

bob's training

[midnight-mourning]

DCA Promptober Day 18: Phobia

Oof, yeah, this one got a little dark. I've said it many times before, my brain cooks at midnight, I just leave the stove on for her. But yeah, read the content warning.

Content warning: non-graphic mentions/implications of blood and death, reader discresion is advised.

Word count: 1389

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Just get in, and get out. Don't look at him, don't acknowledge. You just have to drop off these supplies and then you can be on your way.

You walk into the daycare, head down. You deposit the supplies on an open craft table, nod briefly to the helper who thanks you, and spin on your heel to head back out again. 

Your face bumps into a metal chassis, instead. 

"Oh! So sorry, friend! Are you alright?"

You freeze, then mumble a quiet 'fine' as you try to get by him. You can't even meet his gaze.

"Wait, wait, wait! You didn't even say hello!" His voice sounds closer, he must've bent down to your level. 

You keep your eyes trained on the ground, "H-hello."

"Oh, come on friend!" Now a bit softer, almost concerned, "Surely you can do better than that."

You open your mouth, then shake your head, "S-sorry. I really have to go now."

With that, you manage to sidestep the bot and dart out the main doors. Leaving behind a confused Daycare Attendant and some mildly interested helpers. 

This isn't the first time; it certainly won't be the last. Of the greatest concern to you, however, was how much effort the Attendant now seemed to be putting in to talk to you. Greeting you as you came in to drop things off, making sure to say goodbye, even waving if they saw you passing by the windows. All of which would be, fine, if it wasn't for the fact that it didn't stop there.

It was the attempts at conversation, the jokes, the gifts. Just little things, but they still held meaning. A favorite drawing, a couple of moondrops-since you seemed so stressed- a bracelet, one time, even a small bundle of flowers.

The helpers would tease you in the staff room all about it, saying they've never seen the two AI try so hard to get to know someone. One even slipped up and said they might have a crush on you which internally caused a breakdown. On the outside, you just gave a polite smile and simply stated the same thing you always did; you were just a bit shy, and very busy. Constantly running errands and the likes, you know how it is.

You just hoped no one ever looked up your social media history and saw how, active, you were in your local community. Or caught you taking naps in one of the third floor longues because you were bored out of your mind. 

It all finally came to a head one day when the Attendant, the sunny one, managed to corner you for good this time. To be fair, you hadn't accounted for his helpers, well, helping him with that.

So, there you were, in a side hallway by the Daycare, face to face with the bot you'd been doing your damndest to avoid for so long.

It's not his cheery demeanor that gives you pause however, it's what he has to say, and the pieces all finally click into place.

"You have robophobia!"

You stare up at the bot, eyes wide.

"Robo, robophobia?" You ask.

Sun rolls on the balls of his feet, "Mmmhmm. I couldn't figure it out for the longest time, but now it makes so much sense!"

This is the first time in a long time that you've felt confident enough to look up at him, to see where he's going with this.

"Your acute stutter, elevated heart rate, avoidant but otherwise kind personality, I can't believe I didn't notice it sooner," He tsks, shaking his head, "I mean, why else would you be acting in such a way?"

You can't stop the images that come forth. Of that night. Of the several others you'd witnessed. 

You'd just been passing by, you hadn't meant to listen in, to see what you saw. You'd just wanted to grab your lunchbox before you went home for the night. Sure, was it weird there was someone in the Daycare with Sun that late? Yeah, maybe. But it wasn't your business. 

You just wanted to see what they were doing, that was all. Just not to the extent that you had. 

The joint giggling had drawn you in, as you peeked into one of the windows, the big doors obscuring you from view.

Inside was one of the Daycare helpers, and of course, Sun. 

They were doodling at one of the tables, both looking quite comical as they sat there, drawing and chatting. 

"This was such a good idea, Sunny!" The helper says, hard at work on her art, "Never realized how fun being on this side of things could be, thank you for inviting me."

The bot's rays spin, "Of course, Sunbeam! I simply noticed your recent stress levels and realized I must do something about it! After all, we're friends aren't we?"

"Yeah!"

You're about to head on your way, not interested in eavesdropping further, when you realize the Attendant has stopped coloring.

The helper, you think her name is Hailey, also notices.

"Is everything okay, Sun?"

You have to strain to hear what he says next. 

"Do you mean it?" He turns to face her, sharply. 

She seems, nervous. You don't blame her, "O-of course, I do. Why wouldn't I?"

"You hesitated."

"I, hesitated-Sunny are you sure everything is alright?" She puts her hand over his, "You know I wouldn't lie to you, right?"

You hold your breath as the bot just stares down at her, rays rotating every couple of moments. 

Then, he suddenly bursts back to life, "That's right! You would never do such a thing! Silly me!"

You feel yourself relax; Hailey laughs awkwardly. 

Sun joins in, putting a hand to his chest, "I apologize if I upset you, Sunshine!"

"No, no you're good, haha," It's hard to tell from here but you think she's adverting her gaze. 

The hand on his chest goes to her back, patting it a few times, "Let me make it up to you! I'll help you with your drawing!"

"O-oh, you will?"

"Mmmhmm," Sun hums, "In fact, I know just exactly what it needs!"

Hailey perks up a little bit, "What's that?"

"Just," You feel your eyes widen as his hand snakes up and grips the back of her hair, "A little bit," You know exactly what's about to happen and you can do nothing to stop it, "Of red!"

You slam your eyes shut, crouching down and hands covering your ears in a panic. It does nothing to block out the Bang! Bang! Bang! you hear, over and over. 

Your breathing is as shaky as the rest of you as you remove your hands, nothing but the sound of the Daycare's theme in the air now. You remain on the ground as Sun speaks once more, too afraid to move an inch.

"Whoops! What a troublemaker you are, Hailey! Clean up, clean up!"

And then he laughed. Harsh. Cold. Unfeeling. It sunk straight into your core and didn't leave you for weeks. Even now, months later, it rings in your head. Just the idea of it, of all it, it was insane.

The attendant, both of them, luring previous daycare workers in with kindness and generosity. Compassion, the promise of friendship, or something more. Only to brutally take it all away without a second thought.

You wished it had just been that one time. But multiple times you'd stumbled upon those gruesome scenes. You don't know how they kept getting by with it. Surely someone would have seen and done something by now, right? Or had you just been lucky so far in that you were the only one to survive to tell the tale? All the others having been caught and, dealt with.

You realize you're still staring up at him.

"S-sure. That's it."

Sun's hands go to his hips, "Well, we'll just have to fix that, won't we? Not to worry, Sunshine! You're in good hands. We'll be best friends before you know it!"

You give an awkward, slightly terrified, smile, "C-can't wait."

Little did you know they'd taken your fear as a challenge, not as a suspicious sign. A challenge, which they were so invested in that you'd gone from being one kind of target, to another entirely. 

Oh, lucky you. Lucky, lucky you.

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I am ALMOST caught up with promptober. This is such a great thing for us. Or well, for me anyway, but hopefully for you too! Masterlist is located here, thank you for reading!