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Toby x gn reader with scars, specifically sh. If you don’t feel comfortable, you can totally ignore this!
Have a nice day 🫶
Summary: Toby x reader with scars headcanons
Genre: Fluff and angst
Warnings: Self harm is a constant topic throughout this post
A/n: I did something similar to this, but I think I did it with Brian idk </3
Credits: Ticci Toby- Creepypasta, Divider- benkeibear, Picture- Pinterest
Toby x Reader with self harm scars
Toby himself has a lot of scars from a lot of different things
And almost all of the other creeps also have scars of some sort
So he's pretty desensitized to seeing them
So when he sees you shifting in your seat, trying to make your sleeves cover more of your arm, he is confused as to why
He'll place a hand on your back and quietly ask if you're ok
If you want to tell him what's up, then he will listen
But if not, he will just get more and more worried
It will eventually get to the point that he asks you to talk to him in his room
You are worried he is mad, and with how sensitive the topic is, you break down crying before he gets the chance to say anything
He is immediately confused and shocked, so he comes to your side, holding you and asking what he's done wrong
You cling onto his shirt and cry into shoulder while trying to explain everything that's going on in your mind
Toby doesn't quite understand what you're saying, so he walks you over to his bed and sits you down
He then cups your face and moves your hair (if you have any) out of the way so he can look at you
"Let's just try to calm down, if that's ok? I'm sorry but right now I can't really understand you"
While you try to breathe and calm down, he kisses you anywhere he knows you like
The tip of your nose, your cheeks, your forehead, etc
Anywhere that would help you feel better
Once you finally calm down, you explain that the scars are from self harm, and that's why it makes you feel uncomfortable when people can see them
He asks if it would make you feel better if he kissed them
If you say yes, he will gently kiss every single one
If you say no, he will respect your response and instead ask if you'd like to borrow his hoodie to hide them
After this whole thing, he always keeps a jacket on his person, that way if you start feeling uncomfortable, he can quickly give it to you
It also has the added benefit of him getting to see you wear his hoodie <33
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Ok this is a story I wasn’t sure if I should tell, but I feel like maybe it’s relevant given the way some westerners tend to distance the victims of these bombings and massacres from humanity.
Back when I was in DSMP fandom I followed an artist named Rice (@ was ricetronaut). They were a Lebanese artist. They were pretty talented, if I remember right they mostly made art of like. Tommyinnit, Tubbo, Ranboo. That circle.
They’d been shot by military forces, and when I followed them they were posting about their recovery. Specifically, I think the post I followed them for was a silly post about what their nurse thought the DSMP characters names were based on their Minecraft skins.
Rice was also an orphan, their parents had been killed in an air strike, leaving them alone. With no parents to support them, they had to work constantly. Alongside this, they were still dealing with PTSD from being shot, and trauma from losing their parents. It was extremely stressful.
Eventually they couldn’t deal with the stress and pain, and took their own life.
Rice was 13. This was in 2021.
I’m only making this post because I really need people, especially those of us privileged enough to be living in a country that’s not subjected to these things, to recognize that these people are all human. The people you’re watching die were human. The people you’re watching survive are human. They’re the same as you are, they’re not naturally stronger or more resilient, they’re not any more prepared to deal with this shit than you, sitting at home, are. Their trauma doesn’t exist in a vacuum.
This person, Rice, was a child. They were a 13 year old Minecraft fanartist. There are so many stories like this.
The people you see experiencing these genocides aren’t numbers—They also aren’t superheros. They’re just people. When you see them suffering you need to understand that person is no different than you, your cousins, your siblings, your friends, your classmates, the person you saw crossing the street yesterday. Remember that.
Here’s some poems Rice wrote.
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New OC(s) just dropped!
The guy is the main character (and there's another male lead because I like duos but then I have to have a third party girl so there's her, too). He is a new employee at some corporation (do not ask details idk yet) but before he can start at the building he was hired for, he goes to training in another building of the same company for about a month. He was told what every employee was told in regards to the person he'd be working with. "There was an accident, he'll be back in a month."
tw; suicide attempt (only text, no art) under the cut
The guy above is close to the end of his training month and so he goes to tour the actual building he'll be in. When the boss is showing him around and mentions his future coworker's name, the guy starts to hear muttering.
"Imagine being paired with the irredeemable asshole"
"New guy looks kinda like a puppy... though I wouldn't past that ass to kick a puppy"
"Ugh, he is coming back soon isn't he?"
"Gotta be the unluckiest guy alive to be paired with that guy"
So without having met his future coworker, the guy loudly says he has never experienced bad luck in his life and will handle things just fine. The tour continues and people continue to mutter and he realizes only one person is saying "oh come on, at least wait and say this shit to his face if you feel so strongly against him" and so the guy looks at her and remembers her face as he vaguely hears someone whining about her being unfair.
When he meets his new coworker... he's nothing like the rumors he heard. He looks... mild. So they just go about their day and things are fine. Genuinely okay. Which is just confusing since everyone is steering clear of this Very Normal Person who just looks a little tired. The woman who had (vaguely) defended the worker before approaches them and says they should go for a drink to celebrate his return. And he shrugs and says he can't cause it would mess with his medicine.
She smiles and says after such a lengthy time away for an accident that's only fair, she'll take a rain check. And he shakes his head and sighs.
It takes about a week before the sunshine guy decides to get some water for his coworker and when he returns, someone is sitting there talking to him. Clearly not very pleasantly, either. So he interrupts them and tells him to leave to which the guy waves him off... before getting told to fuck off. Which he does. So the chatter about the puppy turns into talk about a guard dog.
It takes another week for him and the woman to finally get "the only accident was me still being here" from the man. And they find out he tried to kill himself and had been out for therapy and is now being medicated and is trying really hard to keep going. So they form a silent pact of making sure this guy gets his redemption arc.
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WIP DAY.
tagged by @girlbosselrond @morvaris @aartyom @risingsh0t @phillipsgraves @leviiackrman @indorilnerevarine & @denerims over the past month! sorry it's taken me so long to get to anything at all, i'm sure you guys have heard me address it enough, but thank you all so much for continuing to tag me in things while i've been inactive ♡
tagging @aelyosos @brujah @calenhads @florbelles @jendoe @lightwardens @liurnia @nokstella @nuclearstorms @shadowsofrose @shellibisshe @steelport @swordcoasts @wrymbloods @voerman & all of those who tagged me again cause i'm so behind + anyone else who'd like to share anything they're working on, not just writing! ♡
i haven't written anything since the last wip game i did, but i started trying to put diana's timeline together at the start of january, so i mean... i'll show that instead. as you can see, fatigue hasn't let me do much with it even though i've got all of her timeline already done and strewn about all over the place.
started with 1995 onwards cause it was originally going to be an ewskers timeline situation, but then wanted to include all of her backstory so i went back to the start and still have the late 80s and early 90s to get through before then, but yeah :]
it's going to include like all little moments i've thought of between the ewskers just for me and placing them on the timeline, so you can imagine how long this is going to get if i have to go to 2021 for village... like just 1996-1998 is going to be so much... she's very special to me if you couldn't tell already lmaoo
never sharing this though, it's just for me, and like will help for when i do her timeline page (more in-depth version of what's on her oc page) to just run through canon events and brief descriptions and whatnot. you understand.
everything is blurred out besides 1995 ewskers momence and the years, just cause like idk her i feel weird sharing her in-depth backstory unless it's in dms or something, just cause there's lots going on there and yeah. things. idk
i also made a carrd for twt if you wanna have a look at that :] there's some cheeky subtle things with the two resi items i used as pics hehe
actually, you know what, i'll give a lil bit from where i left of with that rewrite anyways, even though it's been months since i wrote it. but why not
Wesker left a fleeting kiss behind her ear then reached around her and hooked his fingers beneath her coat, prompting Diana to glance back at him. But all he did was gently pull it from her shoulders. She watched him from out of the corner of her eye as he hung it up on the rack by the door, his movements careful and almost calculated, until he turned back towards her, and the warmth of his body returned once more.
He pressed up against her side this time, as opposed to her back, and one of his hands found a home on her waist. The way the arm it belonged to was resting firmly against her as he began leading her towards the kitchen was comforting, secure, yet unmistakably possessive. And she revelled in it. He had quite the knack for handling her just the way she wanted.
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fuck. I was writing this emma barnes fic and I've come to a realization. For a period of exactly seven days in 2009, Emma Barnes is a completely different person from the one in canon. Like, I always knew that meeting Shadow Stalker the second time shaped her as a person, but it's genuinely shocking how utterly different the road of her life could have been.
Like, for my fic I had these two paths I was struggling to pick between, which I'm calling Wire and Cloth, as a joke about imprinting (see neither is good but one is distinctly better than the other), one where Emma ends up being kidnapped by the ABB and one where she ends up as shadow stalker's apprentice. But.
Look, here's a line from Interlude 19: "What got her, the nebulous idea that haunted her, was the impact those scenes had. There were so many defining moments, so many crises, big and small, that shaped the people they touched. The biggest and most critical moments were the sorts that wiped the slate clean, that ignored or invalidated the person who had existed before, only to create another."
Like, yeah, she's talking about triggers, but what's getting to me is how empathetic (in the literal "I can relate to your pain" sense) and compassionate she sounds. Like. Emma shuts herself in her room for a week because she's incapable of dealing with the horror of knowing that hundreds of little girls are going through what she did every minute of every day. She can't deal with it.
This emma, who only exists for a week, is haunting me. She's just--It's just weird!
And the Emma who exists for the rest of the story, for every section except for less than half of one chapter, you can see the remains! She's there! Emma recontextualizes her existential despair at the enormity of human suffering, something she only really understood in abstract until now, as Sophia's predator/prey philosophy, right? It's so easy for her, because it gives her a way to explain it. There's predators and there's prey. It already slots into her worldview. Like (and I'm really just harping on about victim blaming today aren't I?) those girls who suffered like Emma did, they suffered because they were weak! It's simple now. There's two kinds of people, the ones who are hurt and the ones who hurt, and all Emma has to do to make sure that she is never hurt again is to be the one who does the hurting.
But for seven days, there's that ghost. The kind Emma Barnes, who doesn't want anything like what happened to her happen to anyone else. It's not as narratively interesting, I get that. Who wants a worm character who's all peace and love? That doesn't make for a mentally disturbed teenage girl doing horribly violent acts, and that's what we in the worm fandom all want to see. But still she haunts me.
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Actual thing I just half-hissed/whispered at my computer:
"I swear to f*cking god, if you people don't start tagging your memorys|hipping, I WILL eat you."
(There MAY have been a subtle Ry/ou shift lying in wait because I listened to In My Life today, which is a HUGE Ry/ou song for me, but that was HOURS ago. I saw that and it felt my entire back bristle and I SWEAR I felt sharp teeth, and I wonder how much of that may have been touched by the Ring S|pirit, come to think of it....)
(( What is it with this fandom/source and people shipping me with the people that I, personally, would LEAST like to see ever again? ))
( (( Aaaand per the usual Y/G/O Multi-Reincarnation/Version Life Chaos, now I'm sitting here baffled by trying to unravel how much of this feeling is Ry/ou and how much is S|pirit and how much is The Corruption. )) )
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