#IDM Patch

[kuliak]

Complex single-voice sequencing, inspired by Strega's architecture.

Oscillator with complex shaping->delay->filter, it's a simple core principle but with the right choices and modulation it allows for some truly varied sounds to be squeezed out. Banshee reach is receiving FM and Shape modulation, going through Erbe-Verb, QPAS, and Melotus Versio. Percussion comes from Taiko and Daiko through Data Bender. Sequencing is done by Marbles, with range and bias played heavily to create variations.

[welcometoteyvat]

personally idm that if we're in a patch w 2 story quests + 1 archon quest, then the version events are less story-heavy/more filler but at the same time, in 2.5 genshin released: yae miko sq + raiden sq 2 + 3 realms gateway offering which had both additional exploration and a decent lore heavy storyline, so idk maybe they're just busy lol

[caluupin]

wow they really be drip marketing a bit more than usual lol, 4.7 got clorinde, sigewinne, and sethos.

I did hear that clorinde AND sigewinne are going to show up but I didn't really expect sethos along with them.

[nomaishuttle]

im always like wistfully sighing one day i will live with somebody who loves me and we'll cook together and itll be so romantic and then i remember when i was a kid and my mom would force me to let my sibling help me bake and id get so mad that i considered fratricide

[miss-floral-thief]

Be cool to try those “pimple” patches but don’t wanna go outta my way to buy them

[wildfiig]

┆ rafe saves you from your stalker ex ✶

.ᐟ cw: angst! minor violence (no one actually gets hurt). allusions to stalking. breaking and entering. ex boyfriend cliche. .ᐟ notes: please send reqs or even just say hi! i fear i can feel writers block trying to sneak up on me... even req smut! idm!

you didn’t hear the door open.

just the sound of something too soft to be real, something you told yourself was the wind, or maybe the pipes, or maybe nothing at all. but then you heard your name. not sweet, not kind—his voice like it used to be when he was drinking, like it had teeth.

you didn’t have time to think. just your hands shaking as you locked the guest bathroom door and sat on the floor, knees to your chest. the light overhead buzzed. your breath sounded like screaming in the quiet.

you called rafe.

you didn’t even remember doing it, your fingers just went. your heart in your throat. your ex still calling your name in that sing-song way, like he owned you still, like you were something he'd misplaced and was sure he could take back.

“where are you?” rafe’s voice. low, steady. it cut through the static in your head.

you swallowed, couldn’t even speak at first. your voice came out cracked, barely there. “downstairs bathroom,” you whispered. “he’s in the house. i don’t know how he got in.”

a pause. not silence—just breath on the other end. then: “don’t move. i’m coming.”

he didn’t hang up. kept the line open, like he could hold you through it. you stayed on the cold tile, phone clutched so tight your fingers went numb. your ex wandered through the rooms above you, muttering, laughing under his breath. he tried your bedroom door. tried the back door. he wasn’t hurrying. he thought he had time.

and then, a crash upstairs.

not him.

rafe.

he must’ve taken a bat from his trunk, you’d seen it before—metal, dented, kept there like he knew someday he’d need it. you heard his voice now, shouting, deep and raw. doors slamming. footsteps too fast.

you didn’t know what exactly happened up there, you just knew the second your ex realized he wasn’t alone anymore. you heard the screen door creak open, then slam shut, and then—nothing.

just your own breath in your ears again.

the handle jiggled. for a second your heart stopped until rafe whispered your name.

“baby, it’s me. open the door.”

your hands shook as you unlocked it. the door swung open and there he was—hair messy, jaw clenched, still breathing like he hadn’t stopped running. his shirt stuck to him in places, his knuckles scraped, like he’d already found the guy and gotten halfway to what he wanted to do. but his eyes were on you. soft, in that way they only ever were when you were breaking.

he didn’t say anything at first. just reached for you.

you folded into him without thinking, arms around his waist, face pressed to his chest. he held you like he was trying to patch you back together with just the weight of his arms.

you weren’t crying anymore, not out loud, just shaking. he ran a hand through your hair, then down your back, over and over.

“did he hurt you?” his voice was tight. too quiet.

“no,” you whispered. “he just… he kept calling my name. taunting me.”

rafe’s jaw flexed hard. he pulled back just enough to look at you. “i should’ve killed him.”

“rafe—”

“i should’ve. i almost did...”

you shook your head. your hands found his, still red from gripping the bat. you held them like they were fragile things, even though they weren’t. nothing about him was.

“i don’t want you to do something you can’t come back from,” you said. your voice wasn’t steady, but it was real. “not for him.”

he looked at you like that hurt worse than anything. like not killing the guy was the thing that might finally split him open.

“hey, i’ll always come back to you,” he said, and it sounded like a vow. like something old and blood-bound.

you leaned into him again. he didn’t let go.

the two of you sat there on the floor for a long time, the room still, the only sound the slow, ragged way you both were breathing.

[s1lly-c0r3]

HI OMG i saw your cuddling post with the tulpar crew and i was kicking my feet LIKEE

CAN I REQUEST UHM the tulpar crew with a clumsy gn reader and how theyd react to reader getting a pretty bad injury?? like, easily bruises, wakes up with random bruises n scratches, keeps falling over/knocking stuff, and one day they get a really bad injury?? i dont mind how they got it!! CAN BE ROMANTIC OR PLATONIC IDM

HOPE THIS IS OKAY GAH I WOULD LOVE TO READ MORE OF UR WRITING 🫶

Omg im so glad you liked it<33 I love this request sm. Not kidding i saw it RUSHED to start writing Remember that this is for entertainment purposes only!!

Clumsiness || Curly, Jimmy, Daisuke, Anya, and Swansea

CURLY

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

He seems to always knows when you're upset or in pain.

I mean, he's the captain. How could he NOT notice his beloved partner limping around.

"Did something happen? Are you alright? Have you gone to Anya yet?" - Basically, interrogating you

Made you sit down, crouching in front of you. He imminently finds that injury.

"Oh, hun, what did you do now?"

After he heard you had fallen down the steps whilst wandering, he sighed.

He simply picked you up, if you're hurt, you're not going to hurt yourself more trying to walk around.

He took you to Anya, i mean, he's strict on the roles so it's obvious he's going to have the nurse help!

He stood by you the entire time though, his knuckles nervously pressed against his lips as if you shattered a bone.

Even after bandaged up, he's pampering you and BEGGING you not to get hurt like this anymore.

"Cmon darling, I can understand the minor ones but this? You have to be more careful..."

Keeps you beside him the rest of the day, if you even move an inch he's pulling you closer with a bit of a fear you'll get worse.

JIMMY ┈┈・୨ ✦ ୧・┈┈

Didn't notice at first, he doesn't really notice when you're hurt unless you're complaining, and even then, he doesn't do much.

The second you yelped when you stood up he seemed a bit more concerned then usual.

"What? What is it?" - He tried to sound annoyed, but there was a strong sound of worry in his voice

He forces you sit down, his grip a bit too tight.

Instantly inspecting every part of your body until he found the wound on your leg.

"How the fuck do you manage to do this?" He said, a bit pissed you managed to hurt yourself this bad.

He thought it was stupid when you told him you fell down the steps, wanting to smack the shit out of you for being this stupid.

After a sigh and a mental break from how clumsy you manage to be, he stole some items from the medical room (he refuses to let anyone else touch you)

Obviously patched you up, poorly, the attempt is what matters right.

"You're lucky I kinda care about you, don't pull this shit again."

DAISUKE · · ──꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ── · ·

Hes slow, lets face it. He won't notice until he SEES how bad you're limping or you openly complain about the wound

"HUHH?? ARE YOU OKAY??? PLEASE DONT DIE ON ME!!"

Takes you straight to Anya, doesn't even let you explain yourself. Looking as if he's almost in tears begging Anya to save your life.

After he finds out it's just a injury on your leg he's a bit more relieved

Still though, he's clinging onto you for life and pampering you

"Oh god, please don't EVER be that clusmy again bro..."

ANYA •☽──✧˖°˖☆˖°˖✧──☾•

She's a nurse, cmon? The second anyone has a bit of a grunt or a limp she knows something is up

"Is something wrong, dear? Did you hurt yourself again?"

She sits you down first, asking where it hurts and feeling the injury

After you explained to her you simply fell down the steps, she couldn't help but chuckle softly at your clumsiness

"Oh dear, how silly of you"

Patched you up after that, even kissing the bandages to "ensure they heal faster"

Wanted you to stay beside her in the medical room the rest of the day, claimed it was so she could make sure you didn't hurt yourself more, it was. But she also need the reassurance you werent going to kill yourself just walking down some steps.

SWANSEA ⊹˚₊‧──────‧₊˚⊹

he's got two kids, noticed the second you limped a bit into the utility room.

Was a bit ticked off you had managed to hurt yourself so badly that you were limping.

Sat you down on a stool, his arms crossed as he acted like you had just snuck out.

"What happened? Did someone hurt you? Did you hurt yourself? Do I need to get anya?"

even after you tried to convince him (he wasn't convinced) it was nothing he still questioned you

Eventually you told him, there was no getting out of it.

"Jesus, kid, you're gonna get yourself killed at this rate."

Patched you up himself, didn't think it was worth bothering anya again

Extremely gentle, though he did flick the back of your head for being so dumb

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GAH THANK YOU ALL FOR THE SUPPORTTTT !!! I finished this up in class so hopefully I didn't make too many mistakes <33

[kuliak]

Filtered noise, percussive noise.

Found a strange artefact where sequencing telharmonic causes ping-like clicks - I mixed this in with additional triggers through erbe-verb to make the strange breathing sound. Noisy percussion underlies the patch. The one thing I'd change is to axe the P-out through sinc bucina, since this piece is best completely atonal in my opinion - and also, I think I've just overused the ratcheted-LPG sound, at least for a while.

[h3yl4dies]

so ik ur writing for yandere sim, is it ok if u do like science club (x reader) hcs :3 its ok if not! Idm the gender if u do write

Admin's answer : alright no problem! I don't mind writing HCS! Kaga kusha is the president of the science club so I will be writing him with the reader!

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 : 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : 𝐊𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐱 𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 : 𝐦𝐲 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 & 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞

• so basically if your a member of the science club, he would be happy

• he would definitely invite you most of the time to do experiments with him

• shhh, be careful because the student council would suspect the both of you always doing something inappropriately in the science lab

• but either way the both of you would find joy to experiment various of things anyway

• if the other science club members know that your dating Kaga kusha while being in the science club, they would happily welcome you!

• I feel like kaga kusha is the type that would a bit in the psycho in the head so you could expect him to be crazy some of the time

• and yeah, ever since then you would probably get used to him by now

• not only that, sometimes he would also get carried away some of the time from experiments

• oh yeah, you can expect him to gift you a lot of things he made by Experimenting

• examples like.. An shining silver eye-patch to protect your eyes from experiments or a robotic flower or a heart-shaped pebble!

• sometimes you both would skip class and quickly secretly go to the science lab to experiment again

• basically being in this relationship is like being in a whole rollercoaster..

• dates you both would go would probably be going to the arcades, science Museum, tutor dates, going to the aquarium and so much more!

• idk why but I feel like the both of you would have an idea of raising a pet together 😭

• I think he likes fishes the most because it is easy to take care of!

• he isn't really fond of being romantic but he tries to

• you might also have to be patient for him to learn how to express his feelings to you!

I am so sorry this is short I am actually rushing rn and I sort of ran out of head cannons for this dude because I don't really know much about science I am so sorry 😭

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[shibiichi]

The amount of stuff I’ve drawn last month could probably be counted on one hand.. </3 ah well. Also I need to get out of the habit of posting at odd hours.

Here are some Shadow the Hedgehog and Amy Rose design concept things I made like… 3 weeks ago. I like how I drew Amy! Shadow? I think I need more practice with him. His quills look too long to me and proportions look awkward. I’ll finalize his look eventually! I really love the idea of Shadow having some pretty wicked fangs but idk. I don’t like how they look here shape wise! I think I made them too thin! Anthro characters are a bit more of a struggle for me only because I tend to default to humanoids! Just gotta keep practicing!

Next is actually NOT Shadow! Well.. he is Shadow but not default Shadow. This is XHAOS, my Shadow-Kinsona! He is… incomplete. This was only an initial idea sketch. Not at all the finished product. Only things I will keep are the quills, the 7 limiters that are scattered around her design, and the multiple eyes. (2 on her wrists, 2 on his biceps, 2 on his ankles, and 1 on his neck.)

You may have noticed the terminology change by now! That is not an accident! XHAOS goes by He/She, though I tend to default to he/him due to his nature as a Shadow kinsona. Others can use either terms interchangeably or exclusively, idm!

I will def be taking off the eye-patch. I gave him an eye-patch for two reasons! The first was as a small nod to when I was little, needing to wear patches due to my impaired vision in one eye. The second was that XHAOS felt uncomfortable showing his face around others due to all the extra eyes! I found the eye-patch idea to be a bit silly tho since it makes him look like a pirate/gives him the wrong aesthetic and it doesn’t even do its job. You can still see his extra eyes. Plus he has eyes all across his body, making the eye-patch just not make sense. Instead!!! I’ll likely be giving him a mask of some sort and I will definitely be giving him clothes!! For an idea on clothing think Edward Scissorhands or the Magician of Black Chaos from Yu-Gi-Oh: Duel Monsters! So all black, full coverage, and a lot of belts/buckles! Dw tho!! He’ll get his air shoes too!

Fun fact, yes! He does have black arm abilities, like the doom wings! Though they are a little different than in canon! (Aka he has 6 wings instead of just 2)

[livingdeadmlm]

I saw someone else ask if you wrote for fc and I was going to req Tyler durden x male reader head-cannons? It can be sfw or nsfw idm either but maybe it can be about how they got together or something?

I adore Chuck P. Writings I read five of his books lastyear and had so much fun with every book I read fight club in 5th grade and then read five of his books my senior year of high school (the books were Snuff, Choke, Haunted,make something up, and I read burnt tongues which he edited)

BUT to the HCs

Slight Nsfw Hc's and general dating stuff

He shows up to your work once a week as a “concerned customer” and demands a private talk where he just takes you around a corner, and borderline has sex with you just out of earshot.

.He’d do it then and there, but you’ve had to hammer it home to him that you needed this job, and he could not have all the belongings he wanted; you needed at least a mattress.

You met him at the fight club when you first came by, and while it didn’t end up being your thing. You were very much Tyler’s.

He followed you closely when you first arrived, brushing against you more often than the crowd of men behind you who were eager for a fight. Whether you choose to engage with them is up to you, but after that, he's become completely captivated by you.

I always watched you during and after fights. His pupils were blown out as he kept eye contact. 

Initially, when he'd start showing up to your diner job, you'd poke fun at his very douchy clothes.

"Hey, there are kids here slut; pull up the pants, and then I'll take orders from you."

"unbutton that work shirt anymore, and I'll start listening."

The two of you never labeled the situation the two of you had going; it was a don't ask, don't tell. However, from what you heard after the two of you started talking and his red jacket was on your floor more often than not, he had yet to take any people home since.

He's absolutely a power-bottom

You would offer to patch him up after fights, but he insisted he was fine. If you really wanted to help, he gave you an apartment address to drop supplies off.

He adores you leaving marks on him, which should be a given.

Leave large hickies and bite marks everywhere for him to look at when he is alone. He wants hard bite marks, too. Make them so deep that a dentist could make you a retainer with the mark you left.

He proudly shows off said marks in his fishnet shirts.

He prefers to sleep in whatever cheap motel is closest to getting pushed around by you right after fighting the whole night more thrilling for him

[brooooswriting]

A very timid Hello from your best customer broko loco anyway hi I'm out of my request block anyway

How about some hurt/comfort with our baby gurl

Tara Carpenter

I had two prompts in mind either Tara having a nightmare about Gf killing R Orrrrrrr It was her killing R (

SPOILER IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN SREAM VI YOU'VE BEEN WARNED

(because she killed Ethan so her subconscious is making her see herself killing R) so R comforts her and reassures her

or

R getting into a fight when she was taking a stroll with Tara and Sam because some 4ssh0l3$ called our Fav duo murderers so Tara is patching up R afterwards

or

R taking care of T after the 2nd massacre like bringing her thing (painkillers, snacks, food, cuddles)

Those were my ideas but you can also do whatever you want Idm

Have a good day broko loco <3

Motherfucker

Tara Carpenter x reader

A/n: so I haven’t really been writing lately and I need to get back into it so yeah

“It’s just so much you know” Tara complained as you two and Sam walked around New York City. It was a small tradition you build up as soon as you moved here. You walked around to figure out the best ways through the city, it made Sam feel safer while you and Tara just liked to walk around. Her hand was slipped into yours, fingers carefully intervened.

Tara loved complaining about college during these walks, you loved listening to her and Sam would do anything for her little sister. There were a lot of people who didn’t recognized you guys but some did. Nobody ever said something, you were unsure of wether it was because of sams killer glare or just their common sense but you were happy about it.

You knew them during the attacks in woodsboro but you weren’t with them. At least not until the end, you and Tara kept your little flirt private which was why you weren’t attacked. You only arrived when everybody else was dead, you were at the party and you forgot your phone which was why you turned around. The way Tara broke down into your arms made you believe everything she told you, there was no way that she faked that.

“I know, but you’ll be fine. You’re a fighter through and through and something like college won’t bring you down” you told her, squeezing her hand for good measure. “She’s right, you’re gonna do great” Sam added smiling at her sister before checking the street over her shoulder.

You walked through a small park where a group of three boys, around 22, sat and watched the three of you. You watched them suspiciously, slipping your hand out of Tara’s and instead slipping your arm around her waist to pull her closer. Tara smiled up at you, unaware of the situation while Sam looked out for a man around the corner. You listened carefully, hoping to hear any kind of movement but it was quite for a moment.

“Look, that’s the murderer and her slut sister. I knew I recognized them from somewhere” one of the boys said causing you to slow down. “Fucking murderer. Both of them. They should have ended dead” another one added which made you stop. “I’d still fuck the slut tho” the third one said which finally made you snap. You turned on your heel and stalked over to the group. “What did you just say?!” You nearly screamed out on your way, Tara still standing at the same spot completely confused while Sam had a stare down with the man around the corner.

“What’s your problem huh?” You asked again, stepping up to the one who said he’d fuck Tara. “I could ask you the same thing, why don’t you go away with your two murderer friends?” He asked puffing out his chest, trying to scare you. At every other time you’d probably been scared but not now, now all you could feel was rage. “Say that again and watch what happens asshole” you dared. “They are murderer” the one next to him said. You were quick to punch him straight in the face, his nose immediately started bleeding and his eye started to swell. The one you talked to before drew his arm back but you were quick enough to dodge it, not seeing the third one make his way towards you, his fist landing in your stomach causing you to groan. You turned as quick as you could, your fist landing in his stomach this time before you turned and kicked the other one to the ground.

By now Sam was done with her stare down and finally noticed your fight, “fuck y/n” she mumbled and went to your help but Tara held her back. “She will kill you if you go there, she’s fighting because they called you a murderer and if you hit them it will be contra productive” she explained, it pained her to see you like this but she knew you were strong and she didn’t want Sam to suffer even more.

It took you five more minutes before they finally gave up, your face and hands were bruised and you were spitting blood but you won. “Gosh, you’re so stupid” Tara mumbled as she ran up to you and hugged you, pulling you close to her which caused you to wince. “Are you alright?” Sam asked as she walked closer, wrapping an arm around you shoulder. “M fine. Thanks. Can we maybe go back?” Both of them nodded and turned around to walk back to your apartment.

This time Tara wasn’t holding your hand, she was scared that she’d hurt you. The nervousness and the guilt was radiating off of her, so you wrapped your arm around her waist and pulled her into you which made her calm down. Sam was also somewhere else with her mind but you knew that something like a hug wouldn’t fix that and you knew she wasn’t going to talk about it in front of Tara so you decided to ask her about it later.

When you arrived home Tara immediately ran to the bathroom to get some things for your knuckles, giving you a moment with Sam. “You alright?” You asked her quietly so T wouldn’t hear.

“Yeah, it’s just that… thank you y/n. You protected us and you stood up for us. It was the nicest thing anyone ever did for us so, thanks” she answered squeezing your shoulder before disappeared into her room.

“I got everything that may be helpful. Like gauze, disinfectant, bandaids and some other stuff” she told you, quickly pulling everything out and cleaning your wounds on your hand. You kissed when the disinfectant started to seep into your flesh. The brunette quickly apologized before putting on the band aids.

When your hand was finally cleaned she moved on to your face, focusing on the wound above your eye. This time she warned you before putting on the disinfectant, which made it a bit less worse. You couldn’t help but admire her focused face, the way she bit her tongue and how her brows furrowed. It nearly made you forget about your headache.

“Do you need anything else? I’ll give you some painkillers as soon as you’re in bed and some snacks too” she told you and you smiled before pulling her closer to plant a small kiss on her lips. “Thank you” you said before kissing her another time and another, distracting her from her work.

“Stop, I gotta clean the rest of your wounds and I wanna take a look at your stomach” she giggled when she finally convinced herself to pull away. “And you taste like blood” she added. You smiled sheepishly and kissed her one last time before pulling back.

She sat on your lap as she looked at the cut you had on your lip, her legs on either side of you as she titled your head down to get a better angle. “This Looks okay I guess” she mumbled to herself as her fingers carefully touched the wound. You were getting bored and started to play with the hem of her shirt.

When she was done with your face she moved on to your stomach, there wasn’t really anything she could do about it. It was a bit bruised but there werent any cuts nor any placed that were so sensitive that she should be worried.

You both got changed and laid in bed, Tara made you swallow some painkillers and gave you some of your favorite chips before letting you decide what to watch. She made sure that you iced your hand and your nose, even if it might not be comfortable. She knew that you didn’t like the cold but there was nothing she could do. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” Her voice was soft and still filled with guilt which made you hurt inside.

“T, you know that I did it on my own account right? It’s not your fault or anything. I decided to do what I did” you said as you cuddled closer to her. Her body melting into your which made you melt too. “And even more important, I’d do it again and again because nothing is as important to me as you are” you added and kissed her head.

“I love you, a lot. Not just because of what you did today obviously” she grinned and titled her head up motioning for you to give her a kiss which you did.

“I love you too baby” you grinned as your hand rubbed up and down her back.

[chancesdealt]

[ idk why I've been so nervous to send you in specifically an ask, but fuccck it I'm balling ]

A man in red peeks out from behind a doorway, specifically one of the doorways that lead into the play area. The one near the ball pit. They looked at their leg, it was bleeding pretty bad and they had no medkits to use, having used them on others in the round.

The man limps out of the room, trying to be wary of his surroundings but he was starting to feel dizzy. How much blood has he lost? The pizza deliverer clung onto the walls, trying to keep themself upright. People still needed him.. he still needed to be out there helping people.. They were scared to call out for help, what if the killer hears them? Then he'd surely be done for.

He mutters things to himself, trying to keep himself hopeful and positive. Someone will find him! He'll get medical attention then he'll help as much as he can and they'll win the round. Someone will find him right?

- @yourlocalpizzaguyelliot

[ idk why I'm nervous buuut I hope roleplay is alr here :blinks: ]

All good!! you're free to roleplay as much as u like w me idm !! :D i encourage it even i love doing this stuff !!

The gambler tossed his coin aimlessly within the air as he went inside the kitchen, the dirt and muck layered within the hotels room had surely made its mark, signing the hotels true value; to be made into a horror attraction at least that's what the original plan for it was, now it lays still within the grimey hands of the Spectre . Chance had placed his hand onto the table, dragging each finger across the bloodied mess ontop of it before further progressing into the map, each step more scatterbrained than the last as the only thing keeping him within his mindset was the lucky coin flips.

The sentiental had already gotten a few stacks, two that slowly developed into three..although his weakness peaked at IV. Hearing footsteps the man ducked down and hid near the kitchens counter untill the footsteps were not as quick-witted as c00lkidds, nor were they as silent as jasons. . So he allowed his guard to settle as he knew there was no way it would be John or 1x1x1x1 as their small walks would make him feel the floor rattle.

Seeing a survivor peep their head out, he flicked into position and smiled- before his poker grin quickly dissolved into a confused glance, fully examining Elliot in all of his disheveled behavior, he looked like a mess! Blood oozing from where his injuries lied against his skin Chance couldn't help but be concerned.

🎲 ; " Woah, woah, hey kid! What are you doing? you're gonna pass out if you don't chillax for a moment. "

The man sighed as he fixed his fedora, adjusting it so that his weakness wouldn't be a issue for him anymore. Chance had been a hoarder earlier in the round, snatchint a medkit where it lied within the grass. .recalling that faint memory, he brought it out and dragged it towards elliot with open hands.

🎲 ; " Take this pal, you're gonna need it more than me. If you need me to I can just help you patch up and you can sit down, you look like you're gonna faint any minute now. . "

haha hope this is good ^_^" my first time like..writing paragraphs here and stuff ,, image not revelant because i changed how i wrote the story after i drew it..just felt like shairng still

[mrscelebrini]

hold up…

is ur name kales? Is that short for something orrr

Idk I’m kinda behind on stuff rn lmao

It’s one of my many nicknames lmao! It’s short for my name!

Yall can still call me patch, idm!

[alexdelray1]

Mizu angst(idm if you write angst or have rules about it- I couldn't find anything on your blog so I'm so sorry if I missed anything and you don't wanna do this, that's totally fine)

Reader patches Mizu up, and they become attached and feelings ensue... However Mizu leaves, claiming it's for readers own good.

Not even a day later, Mizu heard word of some rogue soldiers attacking readers village. Mizu runs back only to find reader dead or dying

Mizu x Reader. Angst!

Y/L- your lastname.

You have always been in the same village where you were born. Your city wasn't modern or anything, but there were good people there so you loved it for so many good memories. You never even thought about leaving even for a while until one day.

POV:READER.

-Reader, how is the wood? - my mother asked me while I was stacking wood for the stove.

-We collected a lot over the summer, so we'll definitely have enough for many more months. - I replied with a smile and stood up.

-Since we have so much of it, maybe you can go and sell it in the village nearby.- said my mother, going to the stove to warm it up.

-But I don't know where it is.- I replied, crossing my arms.

-There are signs, and your father also went there once and got lost, but he found the way and you are his firstborn and only daughter, so I'm sure you will guess the way. - my mother urged me.

-Okay, but if I get lost, don't bury me, just burn me and throw my ashes into the water. - I said and grabbed a large straw basket. I started putting wood into it.

-You certainly are, my little suicidal woman, you don't have a husband yet and you want to kill yourself. Such things come to mind more after marriage, my mother commented and started helping me.

-Don't even remind me about it, I said. When we finished putting the wood into the basket, I put it on my back and walked to the door to the yard.

-Bye, mom. See you later. - I mumbled and left.

I started walking towards the gate. Winter is a very beautiful season, but at the same time a deadly one. So many people die in winter and so many animals die from various causes. Children, most often, stepped on thin ice. They were adults because they were drunk and went out into the yard and couldn't find their homes anymore. Animals because poachers hunt them more often in winter.

I got to the forest and saw the sign, but there was something wrong with it… It had blood on it. Maybe the poachers marked where they would go hunting.

I continued walking deeper into the forest, hoping to find the neighboring village. It was still dark, but it's better to go at night because there are a lot of thieves here during the day.

-Fuck…Oh shit…- I heard a voice behind the tree. My curiosity overcame my fear and I went behind the tree.

I saw a man, probably a samurai, lying in the snow.

-Oh my God! Are you okay?- I asked him and crouched down next to him.

-Run.- he said and lost consciousness. I heard some voices a few meters ahead of us.

-Where's that son of a bitch!?-- He ran away, damn it.-- Let's go that way.-

I picked him up and started running home. Of course, it was difficult with a tree on my back in the snow, but due to adrenaline I didn't feel it for several minutes.

When I reached the gate, only then did I fall into the snow with him. Fortunately, on the back. The guards ran up to us and, knowing me, took us to the doctor in our village.

I was lying on a futon in my underwear and the doctor was examining me.

-Are you sure everything is fine with you?- the doctor asked and I just looked at the man I saved.

-I just did some cardio. You should be more worried about him. - I replied and he looked at the floor.

-I can't treat him. He's not from our village. He can only lie here until he dies or when he wakes up. - said the doctor and handed me my clothes.

-Well, I'll cure him. - I decided and the doctor just sighed. I put on my clothes and stood up.

-Okay, but you have to treat him at home. - he said and I just shook my head. I picked up the man and left the doctor's house with him.

When I got home, my parents were sleeping in their room, so I took it to mine.

I laid him on my futon and started bandaging him. I felt wounds only on his legs and face, so I only saw him there without clothes.

When I finished, I lay down two meters away on the floor and fell asleep.

-Why did you save me? I told you to run. As soon as I opened my eyes, that was the first thing I heard. I noticed that I was now lying on the futon and he was sitting in front of the window on the floor.

-I did what you told me. I only escaped with you. And you saved me yourself. If you hadn't cursed under your breath, I might not have heard you, gone further and been raped by those people who were chasing you. - I defended myself and sat on the futon.

-What if they were the good guys and I was the bad guy? So that you would now be lying on the futon, raped and dead, or just raped. - He stood his ground without looking at me.

-Okay, you're right, but halfway because I would have agreed. - I said and covered my mouth in shame.

-Wait what?- He finally looked at me.

-Nothing. So basically you were one of them and they were one of four. I don't think you would attack them first. - I replied, changing the subject.

-I could be a criminal and they could be people who chase criminals.- he said calmly.

-Well, I can't with this guy.- I muttered under my breath and stood up.

-I have similar feelings towards you too.- he said, miraculously hearing me.

TIMESKIP.

I don't know how it happened, but I found out Mizu and I have feelings for each other. Three weeks have passed and everyone already knows about my partner. My parents are even planning a wedding.

POV:MIZU.

It's been three weeks and she doesn't know I'm a woman. Whenever she wanted to initiate something more, I simply pleased her by telling her that my genitals had been suffering from something lately. I thought we would just live like this until one day.

“So how's your relationship going, Reader?” her mom asked my girlfriend. We had dinner at her parents' house. The atmosphere was even nice and relaxed.

-Very good. We even talked about buying a house somewhere near you. Right, Mizu? - Reader asked me and I nodded.

-Mizu, can I ask you one question? - my future father-in-law asked me.

-Sure, Mr. Y/L.- I replied and put down the chopsticks.

-Why are you wearing those glasses?- he asked me again.

-It's a family heirloom.- I lied not to go further.

-Really? This means that one of your children will have these glasses. - Dad said and started eating. I was speechless. Kids? I didn't even think about it. How can I give her children if I don't even have a penis?

-Dad, it's too early for something like that.-Reader replied and the topic somehow ended.

After dinner we went to bed. I slept in the Reader room on a shared futon and began to wonder. After an hour of thinking, I realized that Reader is worth more.

I got up from the futon and started getting dressed in the middle of the night.

-Mizu? Where are you going? - Reader asked, waking up.

-I'm sorry, Reader, but it'll be better for you.- I said and put on my coat.

Before she could react, I left her room and locked the door, so that she could only leave it when her parents woke up.

I left the house and all I heard was crying and someone kicking the door. It was hard, but I left.

A few hours later, when it was morning, I was sitting there thinking until I heard something.

-Do you know that today around 2 a.m. some bandits attacked the village where they trade in wood? - said one of the inn's guests and I noticed it.

-Seriously? Anyone survived? - asked the second one.

-I don't know. I think most of them were murdered. Definitely that Y/L family. They had connections at all, so they will probably be buried by someone tomorrow. - As soon as I heard this, I ran towards the village.

No matter how cold it was or how many people I hit while running, I didn't give up. I ran to the gate and all I saw were people's bodies. Massacred. I guarantee that most of them will be unrecognizable.

I ran to Reader's house and saw the bodies of her parents in the walkway. I walked further and saw the broken door to Reader's room on the ground. I went in there and saw her lying on the floor.

She was almost naked. The only thing covering her was her kimono, which had been torn and forcibly removed from her. She was stabbed between the breasts. Her eyes were open but dead. I closed them at the same time I closed mine.

"You know, these men sit together somewhere and let them shake and tremble and be terrified. Because one day, somehow, some way, they might meet me."

[bornto-raisehell]

Found an old plain black shirt I'm probably never gonna wear again, so decided to cut it up and make patches out of it.

Here's an Obituary one I'm working on rn.

Might look awful, but it's my first attempt at doing this, so yk. I'm probably using the wrong kinda stitch for this too, but idm