#but if 1. the dog is sad and/or scared or 2. the dog had humans who are really sad to lose it

[marklikely]

the part of me that love seeing the Thing take off its dog disguise and become a gross tentacle creature vs the part of me that doesnt love seeing it attack the actual dogs: FIGHT

[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook x Reader/ Yoongi x Jimin

𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓣𝓸𝓸𝓽𝓱 [Cream] 1/2

Jimin and Yoongi share one major problem when it comes to you and Jungkook- they're not hybrids, which means there's things in life they can never fully understand. But that's what you've got each other now for. And he can't wait to get a taste.

Tags/Warnings: Human!Yoongi, Human!Jimin, Rottweiler hybrid!Jungkook, Cat hybrid!Reader, Enemies to friends to lovers, mentions of past trauma, some Yoonmin here and there oops, Main story focus are MC and Kook though, just hybrid things (scenting, grooming, biting, licking, scruffing, and more), hurt & comfort, heat, manhandling, smut, Dom!brat tamer!Kook, sub!brat!reader, Fluff, SFW in this but smut in the next, some Angst, hints at (sexual) abuse, MCs past somewhat revealed, lots of comfort though

Length: ~4.3k words

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Jungkook has to laugh a little as he watches you emerge from your room to presumably check out the smell of the soup, all bundled up in a giant burrito of blankets, tail barely poking out from the bottom between your legs.

The dog hybrid had managed to give you some fever medication, a soft laugh having escaped him as he realized that almost all the medication for you is more so branded towards kittens than actual adult feline hybrids- something Jimin explained was the only way you'd take any of it.

You're so terribly spoiled- but Jungkook can't blame him for doing so.

"M'sorry.." You slur, simply leaning your body against his, face buried in his chest as you rub your forehead against his clothes. "you were probably really.. excited.." You mumble, and he chuckles, a hand on your back- or more so all the blankets wrapped around you.

"Don't apologize." he reassures you, stirring the pot with soup on the stove before he turns off the heat. "I'm more worried about you than anything else. And I told you we wouldn't have to do anything anyways, so no issues there at all." He jokes, though you just stay in your position stubbornly.

Jungkook can really just assume what's happening to you- his internet research and general knowledge from his job offering him a few pieces to the puzzle here and there. It's clear that it's some sort of trauma response- but Jimin had told him that there's nothing documented that would explain why you sometimes fall into such a state during your heat, while other times, you'd be fine. Something Jungkook had found could be that your mind simply 'locked' any memory of something happening- making your body remember, but not your mind. It happens in some hybrids who'd suffered traumatic events in their pasts- and from the looks of it all, that might just be what's going on with you.

All Jungkook really wants however, is to make sure you're alright. He doesn't need to know your past- only your future matters, and he wants to paint it in colors nowhere near as sad as you sometimes look.

"Jungkook.?" You ask suddenly, voice muffled into the fabric of his sweater, and he hums, moving his hands to hold your face in his palms so you can look at him- which you don't do, averting your eyes from him. "Will you.. stay with me?" You ask, and before he can answer, you add on; "..even though I'm me?"

For a moment, he can only hear the clock in the kitchen ticking, his entire body frozen in place as he realizes what you're really asking him.

So he was right all along.

You're scared of being left alone, and he knew this already-

but he might've just figured out what happened to you in the past to cause your body to shut down every time you hit your heat.

Abandonment. Someone had just left you during you most vulnerable time.

"I'll stay with you forever if you want me to." He says, teasingly squishing your cheeks a little, making you pout at him with a playful glare. "No matter if you're sick, or if you're annoying, or if you're angry, or sad-" He rants, tail wagging when you start to smile. "-so stop worrying, and let me be your guard dog." He jokes, making you laugh, before you cough a little.

"You're an idiot!" You laugh, before he lifts you up, blankets and all, to sit you down on one of the kitchen chairs-

boldly pecking your cheek.

"Well, I'm your idiot now."

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"I'm going over-" Jimin suddenly says, Yoongi however reaching out to grab his wrist and hold him back.

"Park Jimin, my hybrid is currently busy spoon-feeding soup to your blanket burrito over there, she's fine." He sighs, before nodding over to the window, where Jimin can actually in fact see your legs happily kicking around on the chair, while Jungkook feeds you, most likely because you refuse to untangle yourself from the blanket. "Jimin, I have been wondering something. And I want you to be honest." He says, as the younger human sits back down. "Do you love her? Romantically?" He asks, and it's quiet for a moment, before Jimin shakes his head.

"When I brought her home, she refused to do anything for days." Jimin explains. "No eating, no drinking, no talking- she was like a wild animal rather than a mostly human being." he remembers, looking at the tabletop. "No one knows what actually went down in that home, since she doesn't remember, and the other two hybrids she was living with had been completely shut down last time I saw them." He recalls, and Yoongi listens intently. "As far as I know, she's the only one who ever recovered to a point where she's considered independent again."

"And now you keep seeing her back in that state, and it scares you so much you rather avoid any negative situation so she doesn't fall back." Yoongi finishes.

"At first, I was walking on eggshells around her." Jimin runs a hand over his face. "One step forward, two steps back. It was a constant push and pull." He explains. "One day she'd make amazing progress, and then the next she'd be back at square one just because I accidentally did something that would set her off. It was.. frustrating, as bad as it sounds."

"It's not a bad thing to admit that it was tough." Yoongi reassures. "It doesn't mean you demean her just by saying that she was a challenge. I can't imagine how hard it must've been to work through all of it on your own."

"I knew that at some point, she was using things to her advantage. She was using me-" He sighs, "-and I let her. Because I knew that she didn't do it because she was a bad person."

"She was just in survival mode." The older human agrees, and Jimin nods with glossy eyes, feeling relieved that his partner seems to understand.

"And at some point, it just became.. okay. I felt content being her punching bag if it meant she was getting better. So I let her bite, and scratch, and yell. It was fine." He nods to himself. "And then.. she changed. Became so soft." the younger human almost whispers. "I don't- you might not really believe it, but she can be so sweet. Once you push past all her nasty walls and all that acting tough, she's an angel. She really is."

"I mean, I've seen glimpses of it, here and there. So I believe you." Yoongi chuckles. "And I think I understand your feelings towards her too. You're.. similar to me and Jungkook, I guess." He shrugs. "It's more of a.. caretaker situation. I feel responsible, in a way, since I practically raised him through his teenage years. Every flaw he now has somewhat falls back onto me." He laughs to himself. "I love him. Not intimately, or romantically- just.."

"Just love." Jimin says, nodding. "Nothing else. Just pure affection."

"Exactly." Yoongi nods.

And for a moment, both of them just look at each other-

enjoying the feeling of knowing that finally, someone else seems to understand.

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Due to his job, Jungkook has become pretty good at recognizing behaviors and adjusting his own accordingly. And he realizes quickly that your body and your mind are terribly disconnected in one way or another- making it a bit tough to figure out how to place his steps to make you feel comfortable.

Your mind is clearly content, happy and relaxed around him. You're purring against his chest right now, belly filled with warm soup and fever slowly coming down little by little, giving you finally a chance at proper rest. Your body, however, is still on high alert- ears constantly moving, tail never staying still, muscles tense in case you need to escape from whatever might happen.

He's basically forced to work with two sides of you at the same time- and upsetting one, could send the other into a panic at any time, due to your heat.

But he's got an ace up his sleeve- he's just as much of a hybrid as you are. And he noticed some things that work very well on you already.

You've currently started to roll around next to him on the bed- uncaring if your blankets or pillows fall down. It's clear that you're starting to become comfortable again, to the point of your heat actually making you interested again. And it also brings out your personality once more- as you playfully bite after him whenever he tries to touch you. You clearly initiate every contact first- from bumping your head into his body, to actually laying over him and holding onto his arms. But the moment he moves towards you, you bite, kick, or push at him again- and he knows that it's your instincts kicking in.

Jungkook has had sex before. He's not innocent in the slightest, and yet, he's sure that once you're ready for that with him, you'll be able to give him something he's been missing in every experience he's had before;

something wild, and untamed.

"Stop biting me you gremlin." Jungkook laughs while he watches you dig your teeth into the skin of his forearm that you hold onto- though you're not breaking skin whatsoever. It's just a play-bite, and neither is he mad about it. "You wanna get up and eat something?" He asks, and you finally let go, roll onto your back, and huff.

"No." You whine. "But I'm hungry." You complain further, and he chuckles.

"So what is it then?" He wonders, and your tail smacks loudly onto the bed.

"I wanna eat!" You complain, arms crossed. "But here!" You say, and he shakes his head.

"You're not eating in bed." He denies. "Once your heat breaks through you'll spend enough time here." He tells you, and at that, you begin to squirm a bit uncomfortably. He's noticed it some time ago already, can only really assume the contents of your most recent dream you had while sleeping next to him-

he somehow hopes he was a part of it. Maybe even the main part of it.

He can sense that you're slowly breaking out of your fever, but you're not yet there- there's still a certain sense of distrust you seem to have, and he fully understands and respects that. After all, considering this will be your first heat and first sexual experience, there has to be some sort of anxiety within you. He can only imagine how intimidating everything must be to you.

"How do you feel?" He asks, carefully reaching out to run a hand over your naked shoulder- an action you now let happen, no longer in a playful mood than before. "Hm?" He asks when you just cringe and whine, slowly sitting up.

"Dunno.." You mumble. "Don't wanna.. do stuff yet though. Sorry." You say, when he moves around on the bed, now sitting on his heels in front of you, hands on your cheeks.

"I'm not here just to take advantage of you, or have my fun with your body." He explains to you in a serious manner. "I'm not here just to have sex with you and satisfy myself." He says. "I'm here because I want to take care of you, and because I want to help you."

"Yeah and like, help is gonna-" You start, but he shakes his head.

"Help is gonna be what it's gonna be. Even if you don't want any help in that department at all, I'll still stay if you want me to." He shrugs.

"I want that." You say, grabbing and holding onto his sweater, pulling it towards you. "You gotta stay. Or I'll get sad." You tell him, flopping down into your side on the bed, and he grins, leaning down towards you.

"And we don't want you being sad, right?" He hums lowly, making you nod softly, almost shy.

"If I get sad I won't let you see me naked." You boldly tell him, and he laughs, resting his face in the crook of your neck.

"Oh no, I better keep you happy then!" He dramatically exclaims, laying down next to you. "What does a poor dog gotta do to make the princess smile?" He wonders dramatically, and you grin playfully, rolling onto your back.

"He'd carry her to the kitchen and feed her." You sing, tail curling impishly around. "And then he'd probably have to cuddle her, and make sure she's never lonely." You explain.

He nods. "I think I can do that." He suddenly says, before he gets up to throw you over his shoulder.

"Hey!" You complain, and he laughs, testing the waters by playfully hitting your butt once as he walks out the door towards the kitchen.

"You wanted to be carried." He shrugs, laughing when he notices you suddenly becoming shy. "You never said how."

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"I lied." You suddenly say as Jungkook is back in bed with you, having you laid over his lap while he pets your ears. "I had sex before. Well-... kinda." You mumble, and his touch never stops.

"You wanna talk about it?" He asks casually, careful not to make you nervous. "It's fine if you don't want to."

"No, It's just-" you huff, visibly riled up by the topic. "I don't remember it well. Like, it's like a dream that you know you had but you forgot most of the details. I know I was bad, and I know it wasn't good. I remember that I was alone after, and that I was in the bathroom- I know that I slept in the bathtub, back at my old home, but I don't remember why. I just.. woke up there." You shrug, and Jungkook nods.

So it really is how he thought. Your mind has locked certain memories away to protect you- however, the trauma responses are still there, instincts unable to forget that easily.

"I guess that's why my heat is sometimes like that. I don't know.." you mumble. "..I don't know how to deal with this stuff. I'm not sure what you do and what you don't do during your heat.." you look someplace distant. "I'm broken. And I don't know how to fix me." You sigh.

"You're not broken at all." Jungkook shakes his head. "You're you. And I like you."

"You say that to get into my pants." You roll your eyes, and he laughs.

"I'm saying that because it's true. I don't want anything from you that you're not willing to give me." He shrugs.

"Then what if I don't want to have sex with you?" You ask, rolling onto your back to look at him. "What if I don't want you to touch me? Or if I'm mean? Or-"

"That won't change the fact that I like you." He says, shutting you up. You're so used to people only doing things so they can get something out of it for themselves, that Jungkook's words have become alien to you. He's just like Jimin, back then.

Intimidating, because his friendliness is just way too suspicious. But for now, you just go to sleep- taking a nap close to him, to maybe relax and sort out yourself and your situation for once.

Maybe.

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You're suddenly huffy yet again, hiding away from Jungkook underneath the blankets, and no amount of treats or praise seems to be able able to get you out from underneath them. He tries it all for a good while- offering your favorite foods, promising cuddles, even getting Jimin for you- but you refuse to come out and face him any longer.

He's not sure what happened after your little talk, but he's determined to find out.

"You can leave now!" You hiss underneath the heavy blanket, and he sighs, sitting cross-legged on the bed instead, not moving an inch. You're stubborn- but he's got the better patience of you both, so he decides to just wait it out for now, instead of getting you out underneath. He'd risk setting you off again- and he's not sure if he could handle the guilt of being the one to cause you distress. "Go away!" You yell again, but to no avail. He's not moving.

"Not until you tell me why." He responds to you calmly, and suddenly, your face pokes out the blanket, eyes red from crying, face clearly angry.

"I'm not in heat anymore, you can go now..!" You huff, and he tilts his head a bit confused, unsure what you're talking about.

"What do you mean?" He asks, and you just hide underneath the blanket again.

"I don't know, I'm just not anymore, so you can fuck off!" You growl, pulling the edges of the blanket close.

Jungkook thinks for a good moment. Maybe you're confused? You clearly still smell like you're in heat- more than ever, in fact, but your mind is pretty obviously not anymore, which doesn't make sense. And even if you weren't anymore, why do you suddenly seem to hate his presence?

"Do you think I only wanted you.. because you're in heat?" Jungkook wonders, tests the waters, and your silence tells him everything. He sighs loudly, and pulls on the blanket, easily overpowering you and taking away your hiding spot. And just as you try and get away, he pins you down instead by your wrists, leaning over you to look at you closely. "I want you when you're not in heat too. I want you whenever you want me." He tells you, and you look at him with wide open eyes.

"Why?" You ask.

"I don't think any explanation would really convince you." Jungkook says, looking at you. "Because you don't seem to understand that.. love and affection, that doesn't need anything else. Actual love isn't a giving and taking. It's not a transaction. You don't decide to love someone." He shrugs, before his hold on your hands loosens, arms rather wrapping around you to pick you up and hold your body against his, hugging you with his face in your shoulder. "Let me love you." He hums against your skin, and you don't know what to do for a good while.

He's right.

Love always comes with some responsibility for you- or at least it did, in the past. If someone loves you, you're obligated to return it in some way- you have to pay it back, somehow, no matter if it's not what you want, or if you don't love that person at all. Love always has some sort of hidden meaning. There's always a compensation wanted.

But Jungkook is like Jimin. He doesn't want anything from you- so what are you supposed to give?

Because compared to everyone who 'loved' you in the past, you actually want to pay him back. You want to return it. You want to be loved. But he doesn't want anything from you in return. What do you do now?

"What do you want from me?" You almost whisper, unsure. "I want to.. I don't know what to give you." You whimper, body shaking a little.

"I don't need anything from you." He chuckles, holding you a bit closer.

"You have to want something!" You call out in frustration. "I don't know what to give you in return- I wanna-.. I need to give you something, anything.." You stutter, and he realizes what you need.

"How about your love then?" He wonders, leaning back a little to look at you. "Please love me." He asks, a smile on his lips and tail happily wagging.

And for once in your life, never has a request been so easy to fulfill.

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'I'm not in heat anymore', is what you've said. In reality, you very much still are- and Jungkook realizes as you lift your behind up next to him with red cheeks, face hidden in the pillows in embarrassment, that you finally broke through. So if anything, you've never been so deeply in heat than right now.

You trust him enough to let yourself go, and leave your body in his care- instincts taking over as you whine in complaint next to him on the bed.

Before you went to sleep a few hours prior, he'd had a very in-depth talk about what's allowed to happen in this situation. How far he's allowed to go, what you think you'll enjoy and what you absolutely do not want, no matter how much your fogged up brain will ask for it. So he's empowered by a certain sense of confidence in his actions- and he's also more than excited to help you.

After all, you're his partner from now on. You're his princess- and he can't wait to mark you up as such, too.

He turns onto his side to watch you, as you slowly move around to roll on the bed and get your scent everywhere- dark spot on your underwear giving him an idea of the predicament you're in, inside of your legs already glistening with your slick, probably having started during your nap earlier. He can also see the underside of the base of your tail wet from having been pulled between your thighs in a pitiful attempt to somehow provide any sort of relief- which didn't work. And even your hand, which travels shamelessly underneath the fabric of your underwear, doesn't seem to help you at all.

The moment your eyes lock, he waits. He knows what you want, but he refuses to act on anything that's not your clear words. You're in heat, after all- not mute.

"Jungkook..!" You whine, rolling around once more before you kick after his legs- though he catches your ankle, holds it with a stern but playful look. You whine again, no words coming from you, as you try and pull your leg away.

"Words." He simply states, letting go of you before he moves one arm to rest behind his head, lazily watching you. "I can't read your mind." He shrugs.

"You can!" You hiss, sitting up. "You know!" You argue, and he's got the audacity to laugh at you. "Do something!"

"How about you beg a little and I think about it?" He teases, and he can see in seconds how your cheeks turn red.

"You're evil!" You hiss.

"And you're being a brat right now." He shrugs, looking at you, now sat up to glare at him. "Just a pretty little 'please' and I'll do whatever you'd like me to." He almost sings, very much aware that he's riling you up right now. He's studied you enough to know how far he can go. He'd never intentionally make you feel bad- especially not in a situation like this. But he also wants to have a little fun with you- you're just too easy to tease.

And so fun, too.

"Please~ do something then!" You huff, flopping onto your back, making him laugh- before he moves his arms, opening them, inviting you silently. He's not even gonna move for you- you have to come to him instead.

And so you do just that-

Giving yourself to him in a final display of trust.

And he's gonna make sure you'll know it's not being misplaced with him.

[dean-a-mean-tae]

I Have A Tail | Stray Kids Additional Member AU

Nicholas as a hybrid and the bond they have with Nicholas, the black fox hybrid.

WARNINGS: Mention of chronic pain and anorexia. Nicholas is a "defect" hybrid. Cussing as usual. I don't think there are any other warnings. Unedited? I researched this. If I got something wrong, please respectfully correct me.

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Nicholas

Is a "silver" fox, but his fur is black. He looks blue in some lighting

Sometimes his face looks more silver than anything.

A black fox is just a melanistic red fox.

He was in the printer for too long, that's all.

With a background based on research surrounding silver foxes.

He used to be the hybrid of a married couple (Tamaya and Nolan) and their daughter (Lillian) but he escaped or ran away or something

Nicholas is traumatized enough. I'm not sure if I wanna traumatize him in this universe ;-;

While in the streets, he had to explain to parents that just because he is a domesticated hybrid doesn't mean he's a tame one

Domesticated and tame aren't synonyms.

PET and tame are synonyms though.

Do with that as you will.

BACK TO RANDOM THINGS

His fur is soft and silky

The "defect" is that his fur experiences shrinkage

So sometimes Nicholas looks more like a huge mole rat with fur than an actual fox

Just how Jeongin's ears grow to accommodate his head, Nicholas's ears and tail grow to accommodate his body

He's 6'3 and would look stupid if he had a tail the length and width of a Clorox wipe container.

Unlike Jeongin! Nicholas is an airhead as a human but super smart in his animal form

He also doesn't have chronic pains in his animal form so that's nice

You know those videos of dogs or cats using those buttons that say things?

Like the human asks what they want and the dog pushes the button and it's like "steak" or "sleep" or something

I like the idea that the boys got one of those things for Nicholas lol

Unfortunately, Nicholas still as anorexia as a hybrid

Foxes eat 1 to 2 lbs of food a day, but he's a hybrid so...

"healthy" Humans need 23 to 33 ounces, which is within the range of 1 to 2 pounds, of food per week...

You will have to subtly watch him to make sure he actually eats

Staring straight at him scares him out of eating and just stresses him out

Nicholas can be found in his shared room with Jeongin

Under the bed in his animal form with a blanket and a plushie

Or you can find him in the closet (hehe) as an animal or a human.

If Nicholas is in animal form, it's going to take you a long time to find him cause he is buried in the plushies.

What does the fox say~

He barks like a puppy and it sets off alarm bells in Chan's head

Nicholas's favorite treat is peanut butter on toast

Just peanut butter and a little bit of cinnamon.

You can't give him too much cinnamon or it'll throw off his blood sugar

That's that inner dog in him coming out. Which is sad because he loves cinnamon

Did you know foxes can climb tree?

Don't be surprised if you get home and you see this black blob chilling in your tree or outside your window

It's just your friendly goofy fox coming to say hello

Nicholas & Stray Kids

There's no order to this by the way. I'm spitting out random thoughts like a llama. It's just jumps from member to member like a hoe

I like to think that Hyunjin in his animal form just kinda chills on Nicholas's tail

Nicholas walking around and then you have a ferret sitting on the fox's tail like it's a sled

Like Felix in his animal form sitting on your blanket as you walk around

If Nicholas lets out a screeching "bark" Chan ignores it

But if Nicholas is dead ass barking?! Chan is rushing to see what's wrong

On the blue moon that Nicholas is causing chaos, Chan will grab him by the scruff and trap him against the living room couch

Just see this giant wolf walking by with a whining and squirming fox caught by the neck

Changbin has and will kick Nicholas away from him

They're soft kicks, don't worry

It's only because Nicholas likes to try and bite his ears

Sometimes Nicholas passes his food to Changbin or Jisung

Cause they will eat it and only feel guilty after they've eaten it

Jisung used to be terrified of Nicholas... cause he's a fox and he's a squirrel

Until he saw Ferret!Hyunjin run at Fox!Nicholas full speed and hop on to his face. And the fox did nothing, but bat at him with his paw

Jisung earned a new playmate

Minho just follows Nicholas around

He'll just randomly grabs Nick by his back. Not by the scruff or his neck.

I'm talking Zira carrying Kovu in that scene from Lion King 2 (iykyk)

If you don't, then go watch that movie. Watch the 1st and then the 2nd

Speaking of Lion King. Felix and Minho roar at the screen sometimes when they see a big cat roaring

Meanwhile, Chan, Seungmin, and sometimes Jeongin and Nicholas will freaking howl whenever they hear them

That scene from Zootopia? "You're gonna start a howl!"

That's them

Sometimes, Nicholas and Felix can be found hidden under Minho's head and between the tiger's paws

Sometimes Seungmin barges into the fox duo's room and just lay on one of the beds

Usually it's Nicholas's bed since he's rarely there.

Again, he's either under the bed or in the closet

Hybrid!Felix and Hybrid!Nicholas are just like normal Felix and Nicholas

They kind of gravitate towards each other

A ginger cat curled around a black fox

While Felix plays video games, Nicholas lays in his lap and either sleeps or watches

Nicholas and Jeongin are a bit of a strange duo

1 second they are playing around and cuddling, the next second they're growing and batting at each other's snouts

I headcanon that animals and hybrids can understand each other Sometimes there's a miscommunication if a canine tries to understand a feline, but it is possible to do it

I'll have to do a post about canons in this universe :P

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[alluringnectar]

Timeless

abby anderson x fem!reader

a/n: srry ts might b a lil short lol, kinda rushed

summary: you go on a patrol with abby

warnings: sfw, slow burn, js kinda angst, not rlly tho

pt. 1 , pt. 2, pt. 3

it’s 5:45 in the morning.

the sky is still dark, you can hear the hums of cicadas and the hoots of owls.

you’re in the back of a W.L.F. truck, holding double barreled shot gun. infront of your view is alice and abby. even though its pitch black out, her features illuminate like the moon; at that point moths would even be attracted.

you didn’t realize you were even bouncing your leg until abby held your leg.

“nervous?” she asked, chuckling. “yeah, it’s my first patrol since i ever got promoted” you shyly admitted, “i’m scared im gonna fuck things up.” abby listened to you intently, finding comfort in your pure honesty. “everyone fucks up once in every while, it doesn’t get easier, just easier to handle.” you smiled, full of teeth, thanking her.

how could this even be the same girl Mel was talking about?

the truck comes to an abrupt halt, signaling it’s time to hop off. Abby, Alice, & you jump off, thanking the W.L.F. driver. “good luck girls!”

as you walk into the abandoned ruins of what was once a beauty thriving city, abby pulls out a map. “there should be a hospital around here somewhere. orders are to clear it and get all supplies.” you nod, following her as she walks to the abandoned hospital.

as you walk in, you feel shivers. you turn to look at abby, but she has a sad look on her eyes, like a sad puppy dog.

you hear barks, that takes you out of your thoughts. both abby and you flinched.

alice is barking at this door, abby and you budge it open.

then out of no where, a stalker jumps you. before you can take out your pistol, abby grabs a shiv and stabs it in the throat.

it lays there, blood seeping out.

“are you okay?” abby asks you, “yes, im fine thank you.” abby offers her hand and you take her in.

both you and abby look around the room.

its a chapel.

“ it’s pretty, isn’t it?” you say to abby as you admire the alter, the benches that once had many families praying for patients to get better. abby hums, and she asks, “do you believe in God?” you tell her, “I believe in God, i just dont know if he believes in me.” abby looks at you, “what do you mean?” “i believe he is real when i see fawns and their mothers taking care of eachother. i believe he is real when i see the sun taking care of the plants as the sunrays reach them. i feel like God doesn’t believe me when i see the sufferings of this world, when i lose the people i love, or i see the once humans so alive, laughing, crying, and other emotions trapped in all the fungus.” abby looks at you, intently staring and picking up at every feature.

“do you?” you ask, snapping abby out of her trance. “do i what?” abby asks. “believe in God?” abby sighs , “if God was real, maybe he wouldn’t have taken away my farther.” your heart hurts for her, and you embrace her, letting her know shes not alone. she returns it, holding you tight

you feel a sharp pain the back of your shin, causing you to hiss. “whats wrong?” abby asks you worryingly. you pull up your pants and replied “glass must’ve cut me with that stalker was on me.” “i don’t know how i didn’t feel it, must’ve been the adrenaline” you joke, causing abby to laugh.

“sit down, ill get you treated” abby says.

she wraps your leg and puts anti infection cream all over as she cleaned the wound.

“how do you know how to do all this?”

“my dad was a doctor, i only learned from the best.”

“your father was blessed to have you.”

“he would’ve liked you.”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“let’s report back to base, we have supplies now anyways.”

you learned her farther name was Jerry.

as abby, alice, and you go back to base, alice is put into her kennel.

“see you soon alice!!” you both yell.

abby and you report your findings to other W.L.F. members then abby takes you to the infirmary because she swears it’s necessary.

and she isn’t wrong because Nora is telling you with an injury that severe you need to stay home and supervised.

abby volunteers, and now she’s next to you on the couch, with you falling asleep on her shoulder.

she could get used to this view.

[salternateunreality2]

Rufus and the Turks need to leave and Nation can't go.

Who is the good boy left with and is he ok when Rufus returns?

Boring answer: Rufus has a dog-sitter who's been programmed into Dark Nation's psyche as "acceptable unless they make a move against Rufus". Dark Nation behaves stoically, dutifully eating all his meals and not acting up, but not really being lively either.

Crack answer #1: Daddy Shinra. Dark Nation's conditioning from the labs tells him not to chew this man's face off, but his loyalty and training from Rufus say "DO IT", and Rufus isn't here to clarify. So Shinra's face gets chewed off.

Crack answer #2: since the Turks are busy, ZACK! Zack is so fun! Dark Nation loves Zack! SO MUCH!!! They are bestest of buddies and Zack does a good job of taking pictures and videos of him and DN having the BEST TIME EVER.

They eat a TON of snacks in addition to DN's normal food, they go on long runs in the wastes, and they terrorize everyone in SOLDIER, especially Sephiroth. The two of them like to crowd and lean on Sephiroth and DN likes to lick him. Sephiroth pretends to be annoyed, but he finds kinship in the beast and warmth in both DN and Zack.

They play "fetch Kunsel's helmet from his head, then keep it away from him". They play "who can catch the most fries out of the air". They play "smother the chocobo and the cat with affection". They play "go really fast in every direction". They play "bite the scientist aka OOPS I THOUGHT HOJO WAS A GROSS DEAD THING MY BAD (teehee)". They play "beg Angeal for snax". They play "slam into Lazard and feel bad so we have to lick him better". They play "pretend to bite Genesis and then play dodge-fire-balls".

It is a GREAT time.

Then Rufus comes back, and as soon as DN hears his human approach, DN starts whining and limping and squirming and crying.

"DAD," he seems to say. "DAD, they didn't FEED ME! They TORTURED me! They didn't let me SEE YOU!!! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH AND LOOK HOW SKINNY AND SAD AND SCARED AND INJURED I AM PLEASE STILL LOVE ME!"

Rufus falls for it and cuddles his pup for days after, even though he knows full well from all the videos and pictures that DN had the time of his life.

[forestshadow-wolf]

i have percieved that you have been reblogging ask ideas so i come with my own... what is your favorite animal/s, and please infodump about it/them if you want :))

Oh you saw that huh?

Well since you're here and you asked... >:)

Now is a good time to tell you about my favorite animal John MacTavish the Dodo bird 🦤 (actually they're kinda sad)

The story goes that there was this ancestor of the same species that is today's pigeons and doves had flown across (i think) the Indian ocean, and they land on this little island to the east of Madagascar. And this is a bitch is new (however one would make a baby island), like REALLY new.

New as in there is some vegetation, and that's it aside from them. So they have no predators here. And so over time their flight muscles shrink, their bone structure changes, they get physically larger because flying isn't necessary for them anymore. They're eating berries and fruits that they can reach, and they quite possibly ate crabs and other crustaceans that came up onto the shores. They swallow rocks an hold them in their gizzard, to help with digestion.

And these guys survive pretty well, they nest on the ground (obviously), and they lay only 1 or 2 eggs a year with no real need to super-reproduce. They experience a drought that lasted for several decades, but they survive, they're fine.

Anyway Humans begin traveling the world via oceans and ships. So we're sailing around, and sailing, and sailing. And we come across this little island, and we see these big, big birds, maybe the size of a 6-7 year old.

And you have to understand that there's not a ton of food choices, you got limited produce, and most of the meat you're getting is from whatever you catch, and it all just gets old pretty fast.

And well it turns out these child-sized birds aren't afraid of us, aren't even trying to run away. These dodos (hence the name; dodo means fool). And so we think, hey why don't we cook one of these bad boys up for a change. And we do. And they taste... not very good.

And then these sailors move on to new islands and whatnot. But not without telling anyone they meet about this small island with these big, dumb birds, and they don't even run away from you.

So more and more humans visit this island, we probably eat a few more because we can never just take someone's word for it, right?

But then people start looking past the birds, and at the island and think, hey! Free real estate! Don't mind if we do.

And we show up in larger groups, we start cutting down trees and vegetation the clear the land, we bring over dogs and chickens and goats and all these other animals, including (inadvertently) rats. And all of the sudden these dodo birds have... A LOT more competition to survive.

And they're not scared of us or these new creatures because they have no reason to be. And the dogs kill some of them, and the rats steal their eggs, and the chickens and goats eat their food, and something else give them diseases (probably).

And pretty soon, dodos because very scarce. And about 100 years after we first discover them dodo are officially recorded as extinct.

And, oh but it wasn't out fault. They were going through a drought, that's what killed them. And I call BULLSHIT! And we know it. And we say they were just too stupid to survive, but research has found that the brain to body ratio would have been proportionate or similar to that of today's pigeons.

.... so erm... my favorite animal is the dodo bird, but we uh...... we classic human'd them so now I cannot be a dodo bird parent :(

[heatwa-ves]

top five blorbos and why

under the cut bc this gets pretty long 🤧

1. ritsu- enstars

RITSU. ritsu. he's cute he's sleepy he's silly!!! he makes me deeply and profoundly sad!!! he's so scared of change and abandonment 🤧🤧🤧 I wrote a whole essay on his fear of loneliness in discord dms to my friend that's how unwell he makes me... he's also really cute and sweet tho and he's a vampire (allegedly) and he's in his friends to lovers arc with his bestie so true!!! I read the meowsketeers scout story the other day and it amplified my ritsu emotions by 500% and then I read band ensemble yesterday and uh.

I relate to him an absurd amount and he's so so important to me...ritsu my best friend ritsu

2. izumi and leo- enstars

"tia you can't put two characters in the same spot!! also why is half of the list knights!!" it's my list and I do what I want. and I can't separate my izumi insanity from my leo insanity they go hand in hand.... anyway izuleo make me ridiculously unwell it's the codependency it's the loving the other but hating themselves.... it's leo shutting himself away from the world, from even izumi, when they were so close, and then izumi not knowing how to handle that loss because he can't be honest with himself and so he uses makoto as a replacement for leo and becomes borderline obsessive so that he can ensure no one will leave him again....they're both Severely unwell they make eachother worse and better they're perfect for eachother they are my barbie dolls and I'm making them kiss. anyway. read lionheart. this is my dying request....

3. angel devil- chainsaw man

ANGEL!!! he's everything to me...he's the reason I started reading csm I love him so much... he's such a tragic character honestly like. trying to keep this as spoiler free as possible but his backstory makes me violently sob. anyway his relationship with aki is. ough. something something love despite everything... actively making the effort to protect eachother even though you're a devil and he's a human and you were never meant to get along... when you're essentially a glorified tool to public safety and he treats you like a person. ok. okay. also angel representing exactly how disposable the devils are to public safety and that's why [SPOILER] anyway he's so relatable like me and my bestie who just wanna sleep and eat ice cream and not do work.

4. kyouka- bungou stray dogs

kyouka has become my favourite bsd character I love her SO MUCH the representation of her breaking the cycle of abuse that goes Mori -> dazai -> aku -> kyouka (I don't think mori necessarily abused dazai but that's a discussion for another time) anyway kyouka being able to go into the light is so important even tho people try to drag her back one she's experienced happiness she makes the conscious decision to stay with the ada and they become a family to her that she hasn't had since the loss of her parents... anyway she's a silly little guy. I'm buying her a crepe.

5. kazuha - genshin impact

I'm not really into genshin anymore but kazuha is soooo. so. he's one of the first characters that invoked such a blorboful response from me and I've been obsessed with him since his first appearance back in summer 2021... (I skipped his first banner BC I was saving for albedo and immediately regretted skipping 😭 but hey I got him on his rerun and then dropped the game) he's the character I've put through the most trauma I will hurt him again and again 💖💖💖 so true. I hope more bad things happen to him. my silly billy. also I'm still unhinged over kazugorou they're so important to me ... boy..friemds....

[1901ghost]

1. What are you wearing? Short jeans, pink blouse and a pink bow.

2. Ever been in love? Of course, even though I don’t want to do that anymore.

3. Ever had a terrible breakup? Yup.

4. How tall are you? 1,56cm (5ft3).

5. How much do you weigh? Around 54 kg.

6. Any tattoos you want? None. I don’t like them, but respect them.

7. Any piercings you want? Nope. Not my favorite thing.

8. OTP? A what? I'm🤡

9. Favourite show(s)? Anne with An E, Monster: The Jeffrey Dahmer Story, Malcolm in the Middle and Courage the Cowardly dog.

10. Favourite band? The Beatles 💕 then Queen

11. Something you miss? I miss my ballet and French classes, I miss the time where I didn’t have to worry about money.

12. Favourite song(s)? Well, there are many but the ones I have been listening to often for now are: Little Lamb Dragonfly, Maybe I’m Amazed, Hey Jude, Put your Records on by Corinne Bailey Rae, Starman by David Bowie, It’s all over now baby blue by Joan Baez, Romance in Durango and I Want you by Bob Dylan, Get it While you Can by Janis Joplin, Love you by Syd Barrett, Radio by Lana del Rey, All my loving by The Beatles, Führe Mich, Roter Sand and Dalai Lama by Rammstein, Ach so Gern and Platz Eins by Till Lindemann and Sola by Jorge Rigó.

13. How old are you? 31.

14. Zodiac Sign? Capricorn like Joan Baez, Janis Joplin, Elvis, Pattie Smith, Till Lindemann, David Bowie and Syd Barrett:)

15. Hair Colour? Dark Brown.

16. Favourite Quote? Many. “Kiss me, and you will see how important I am” ~Sylvia Plath

17. Favourite singer? Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr, Janis Joplin, Freddie Mercury, Lana del Rey, Corinne Bailey Rae, Leanne la Havas, Robert Plant, Jim Morrison, Syd Barrett, France Gall, Joan Baez, Till Lindemann and more.

18. Favorite color(s)? Pink, purple and black.

19. Loud music or soft music? Both actually, quiet music low and hard music louder.

20. Where do you go when you’re sad? I like to be in nature.

21. How long does it take you to shower? 30 minutes/one hour lmao, I have curly hair and it’s high maintenance.

22. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? 20 or 30 minutes.

23. Ever been in a physical fight? Nope, I'm pretty calm. Back in 2006 I had to kick a guy because he was already bullying me too much and the principal didn’t want to take action because she said he did that because he had a crush on me, so I had to put a stop myself and grabbed him by the shirt and kicked him on the head and stomach. He stopped bullying me after that.

24. Turn on(s)? Effective communicator, emotionally responsible, empathetic, being kind to others, helping others, respectful towards others, someone who doesn’t like conflict and prefers peace, that isn’t too negative, compassion, monogamous, good sense of humour, groovy sense of style, good taste in music, non-verbal communication, respecting my tastes, open minded but has their own opinions, willing to love on me, being able to let go and be free with me, piercing eyes, nice smile, pale, big shaped, being able to understand me.

25. Turn off(s)? Manipulation or gaslighting, being disrespectful, selfish, inappropriate jokes, misogynistic, speciesist, homophobic, edgy, believing that you are better than everyone, doesn’t support abortion or hates any kind of human rights movement, not being grateful or not having class, not respecting my tastes, etc, etc.

26. The reason I joined Tumblr? I wanted to get into a place where I can share my nonsense and taste, share my thoughts and my love for life. Twitter and Facebook are too toxic, so full of hate and spiteful people. The community here is pretty good💖✨.

27. Fears? Many people are afraid of the death of oneself but I am more afraid of the death of my loved ones, height and chainsaws scare me to death and I’m scared of soldiers and policemen.

28. Last thing that made you cry? A video about a 1 month old puppy being rescued from the river but he died anyway.

29. Last time you cried? Yesterday :(

30. Meaning behind your URL? 1901 Ghost is because I looove everything Victorian and Edwardian Era, I also love the Roaring Twenties the 60’s and 70’s, but Victorian-Edwardian Era is so meaningful to me, so you will see more of that in my Tumblr wall.

31. Last book you read? Anne of the Green Gables.

32. Last song you listened to? Mamunia by Paul McCartney.

33. Last show you watched? Anne with an E.

34. Last person you talked to? My mom and my sister.

35. The relationship between you and the person you last texted? They my mom and sis and relationship is bunderful!

36. Favorite food? Tofu. If you want to win my heart, gimme some good tofu:)

37.Place you want to visit? I want to go to Brazil, Holland and Switzerland :’)

38. Last place you were? At my fave coffee shop.

39. Do you have a crush? Yup, a guy manager from DD :(

40. Last time you kissed someone? Haven’t kissed anyone yet. I know it’s weird that someone in their 30’s hasn’t experienced any of that, but I want to be kissed by the person that will be my life partner. I’m too conservative regarding that.

41. Last time you were insulted and what was it? It's weird that people insult me because I don't usually do bad things and mostly when I'm surrounded by people they rarely notice me, so I really don't remember when they last insulted me.

42. What color underwear are you wearing? Calm down darling

43. What colour shirt are you wearing? Pink.

44. What colour bottoms are you wearing? Light blue short jeans.

45. Wearing any bracelets? Yep, one that my little nephew gave me that has my name on it.

46. Last sport you played? I know it’s an art form but it’s also physical form, I did ballet.

47. Last song you sang? Radio by Lana del Rey

48. Last prank call you remember doing? Idk, maybe when I was younger and called someone to tell them I was the devil lol

49. Last time you hung out with someone? Loooooooooong time ago.

50. Favourite movie(s)? Sunrise 1927, One Week 1927, Aelita 1927, Wings 1927, Picnic at the Hanging Rock, Aimeé and Jaguar, Pearl 2022, anything silent film especially if it’s from Buster Keaton 💕

[sleepwithnightlights]

I am a bit scared

I use a nightlight to sleep I am 23 and am scared of the dark. I am scared that something is there, something will jump at me. That when i open my eyes they will meet someone elses, that things move at the corner of my eye. I already sucked at falling asleep but that made it even worse. Plus i think i started to grind my teeth a while ago, if i had to guess at the same time the shadows started to actually be scary. I used to be fine with the dark and when i imagined something being there, coming at me i would smile in understanding of the creature, sympathy. I wasnt scared of them and it was a proving that i was toughened up that they werent worse than what i knew. So it might be good that they are scary now, perhaps it means i allow myself to be vulnerable. Stress and worse time falling asleep would disagree tho. I feel silly writing this while knowing i might share it. I know not many will see it and at worst an ai bot scrapped it and thinks humans use the word scary and scared a lot more than they should. I also dont write. I used to when i wanted to be an author, they were horse stories and truly wonderful. Later in school i still loved to write, some of it was the silliness i deserved, and some was concerning and should have tipped off my teachers. I guess i gotta say: "I dont write anymore." Which will soon be a lie if i ever make it past 1 or 2 posts. I also dont speak english as my first language and i dont get better at grammar the later it gets, which is when i will write most of these texts. Late at night when im dreading to exist but death is too extreme because of my mom and because of my dog and because of my cat and because of my friends and im scared of pain and i am not at risk, i am in therapy and would certainly not go on a blog to seek my last contact and all i want is to be nothingness but not dead but every thought is poison and i want it to finally shut up up there. So i'll write instead and finally remember what i was thinking duing this time and make it easier for my therapist.

I dont think i used a single comma so far. Oops. I also think that i am being cringe. I will sound edgy no matter how i word it and that no thought will be unique, that what i write is eye-rollable. Teenager stuff. I guess its teenager stuff, its kids stuff, the me teenager and the me kid is just as angry and sad and terrified as the now me. I guess i deserve to be those things and sound cringey and edgy i've got important stuff to share, like being a sad and terrified and angry kid. So back off hater and ai that will not use a single comma now thanks to me. You are welcome guys, i saved us from the impending plagiarization of everything everyone is writing anywhere. Yippie.

I dont allow myself to have a break from doing something during the day.i need to do something so i dont start thinking. Thats stuff bed-me has to deal with and she has gotten quite adapt at trying their best to work with the mess day-me has to deal with. • Fantasy stories. • Funny or exciting scenarios. • Revenge scenarios. • Fake arguments. • Something tragic has happened and only i can help (f.e. a train has been taken hostage and i can save everybody). • Someone i love dearly has died (not actually) and i am now left to deal with grief i cannot even imagine how bad it will be once they truly die. • Someone i love died (actually) and i am left to be furious with the hands they were dealt and they were not able to live their life as they deserved it. • Less now but i used to love creating little love interests and creating whole stories on how we met and fell in love.

There is more but writing does make me tired. Also a lot of these dont actually seem good or helpful and you would be correct but awful scenarios bring a sense of control since i know how to deal with surviving and adapting to anything.

I think i had strategies like these since ever. They used to be mostly diving into the fantasyland of whatever book i was reading, creating my own character, having my own powers, replaying what fun they had. I used to look forward to that part of falling asleep since it was so fun. I dont know if there is something not "normal" about that, something any kid wouldnt do aswell. Im starting to get frustrated that i cant put my thoughts down into writing like i want it to, so ill go try and sleep again. Thank you for reading, hope you got your nigthlight on or video or

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Ju-0N reboot thoughts

Ju-On: The Beginning of the End was.............................. Alright. (obvie some spoilers)

It's a reboot, tho the fact it kinda continues the baby storyline from the 2nd film.....I would've rather had a direct sequel to Ju-On: The Grudge 2. TT0TT

One thing that IS nice about this franchise is that it doesn't try to rely on the same thing too much. Is it always good? Eh. But it is to see them changing it up. This is one of those times (making it more focused on Toshio than Kayako).

I'm happy Kayako gets to talk more (I prefer the OG and possibly the American versions in terms of characterizations, but the actress did a good job being creepy!), but I was surprised how little we learnt about Toshio's original family ;w; I feel like Takeo's situation could've been handled better too.

Ju-On: The Final Curse....so far (still have like 20 min left in the movie) I find this one to be A LOT better than The Beginning of the End. Story is a bit better, and so are the scares.

I really liked how Ena kinda befriends Toshio (hopefully that's not ruined too much in the last 20 min TT0TT). I dunno I just.....like seeing the slight humanization of the ghosties. How Kayako talks softly to Toshio in The Curse, Kayako's sad look she gives to Rika at the end of Grudge 1, the cute little kitchen scene we see play out in the background behind Kyoko with Kayako/Toshio in The Grudge 2, Toshio meowing at a dog toy in White Ghost, and Toshio asking a stranger for help to "find his cat" in black ghost. TT0TT I just like the little humanizing moments (also not in-universe, but the entire promotional stunts they did for Sadako vs Kayako, great, priceless, love it). TT0TT

Hmm I dunno, I think what the reboot might be missing compared to the Original and US ver is......the rage. You FELT that damn rage in the other timelines. This one........Toshio doesn't look rage filled, he just kind stares blankly/innocently at people. Which is fine, but it doesn't sell the main aspect of The Grudge....which is the rage.

Takeo we got cause he was abusive (or at least heavily hinted at it) and then went insane when he thought his wife was cheating on him (she wasn't). We don't get to see all his actions, but the glimpses are a lot more rage filled than the small (still fucked up) segment we get in the reboot. Reboot!Takeo doesn't seem outright abusive, just absent (lol kinda like this film), so his snapping feels....eh.

Kayako is filled with rage (and sorrow, and sorrow turned into rage) cause she got FUCKED over in OG. Reboot!Kayako? Feels more like a protector of Toshio imo......and pissy if anyone comes near her precious kid.

Toshio, both are pretty fucked over in their backstories....the difference is OG!Toshio is the assist to his mama, while Reboot!Toshio has to carry the movies. Which is kinda hard since his whole shtick is to not look exactly super pissy (I think he can do it, the 2nd film showed a bit of anger but eh), I mean he originally was a tragic passive observer of his mother's death so.... TT0TT I get it.

I think what kinda works in the reboot sequel as opposed to the first reboot film is that Kayako is more of a looming presence. And evil/jealous protector if you will. Toshio's to Oskar/Owen as Kayako is to Eli/Abby from Let the Right One In. I mean Toshio is still doing his own kill related stuff but still.

I dunno, I'll give the final verdict later when I finish. Probs gonna take a small break with Naruto and then jump right into the US series next. (then the TV show, then save SvsK till after Ringu.....god Ringu is gonna be a fucking trip isn't it? TT0TT)

[winters-hysteria]

7 songs to describe you!

put 7 songs, your reasons, and tag 4 mutuals when you reblog this and use the tag #7 songs to describe you

luv u!

1.

Playdate

Melanie Martinez

Was with my at the time partner and caught them talking shit behind my back

First time i ever realised you could date someone without loving them, even if you loved them. That broke me pretty badly but it’s also helped in the fact that i now have trust issues and i can’t trust my partner to not actually hate me so now if i go out with someone i’m kinda clingy and also always nervous because i don’t want them to leave, or i completely cold shoulder them until they give me a hug or something and i just act like i don't care when internally i’m screaming

2.

Alien Blues

Vundabar

Body image issues

Still have them will always have them and they hurt. There’s one line in the song that goes “I only talk to dogs because they don’t understand” and there’s another line in the song that goes “My teeth are yellow, hello world would you like me a little better if they were white like yours” and honestly same dude

3.

Heather

Conan Gray

Someone i really liked (and who for some time liked me back or pretended to) started going out with someone else

That was an actual heartbreak, not the little sad episode i went through whenever someone i was dating/messing with decided to leave. I also started taking initiative and chances when it came to dating, i started taking my chances and if the relationship was unhealthy i left it.

4.

Juliet

Cavetown

My identity crisis 

I think that kinda sums it up, I knew I wasn't a girl but I didn't know what I was, and I also didn’t want to let go of Chase because I was too scared of what would happen if I did. Eventually i let go of her and embraced what I am now, but sometimes I do miss her and wish I had her guidance and her calm mindset but stormy  eyes and scary disposition, but now I'm just forever the  scary, quiet calm before the storm until someone really does something to stir up the storm and i guess that’s okay but also i’m scared of what i could possibly do, because i started t about a year ago (i’m on/off it so it doesn’t affect me much more than my voice a bit and stops my chest from growing) and i got a lot stronger :/

Look Who’s Inside Again

5.

Bo Burnham

Mental lows

If you find the longer version where he goes “Oh shit. You’re really joking at a time like this?” the voice right after sounds like my brain mocking me for having mental lows and not being able to contain/ help myself without therapy

6.

My Name Is Human

Highly Suspect

My fkn god complex

yes i have a god complex and this song just generally fuels it, in the chorus there’s a line that says “Get up off your knees, girl/boy (they’re interchangeable depending which part of the song) stand face to face with your god, and find out what you are (hello my name is human)” and then “HELLO my name is human, and i came down from the stars” and that makes me feel so powerful it’s stupid

But also it’s not like. everyday. cause it’s either god complex or gender dysphoria what we feelin

7.

Teenage Dirtbag

Wheatus

my "idgaf nobody'll notice me" attitude

i think we all know this song but honestly i can really relate to liking someone and not thinking they notice you because you are a little rat in the corner and then they actually like approach you and you're like "wtf?? this no happen" and you either fuckituproyally or you actually take your shot and it works

i'm tagging- @subscribe-to-technoblade , @bandshirts-and-books , @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses , @satanshairycoochie @satanicpawcifist

[intothegenshinworld]

-Challenge-

You have the opportunity to bring 15 items from Earth to Teyvat, when you are isekai’d to Genshin cult au. However, these commodities should be strictly exclusive to Earth, meaning that it cannot be something that can easily be replicated in Teyvat.

Create a list with the top (1) as the highest priority, and the bottom (15) as the least. Then, use a number generator to determine how many are isekai’d with you. For example, if you rolled a 6, then only your first 6 items will be waiting for you in Teyvat.

Pfooo- this was actually harder than I thought! At first I panicked because if it were ImposterAU I'd be in BIG trouble (mainly because I'd be unable to bring weapons. Teyvat has all weapons, and if they don't, it'd be easy to replicate,) but CultAU should give me some slack,,, right??

Anyways, I rlly liked this, I'm tagging other people as well, feel free to join me!! @why-am-i-here-someone-save-me @myxxei0 (< I feel like you'd have the best and craziest answers) @greenteaanon @mayullla @/everyone who wants to join

IF I TAGGED YOU AND U DON'T WANT TO JOIN THAT'S POG AS WELL <3 no worries, :D I just thought it was fun to do!!

Laptop

I chose a laptop specifically because the Dodocommunication device is a replicated form of a phone, so I wouldn't be able to bring one of those. But laptops are harder to replicate? I'm p certain that there are no TV's or computers in Teyvat yet!!

2. Chicken nuggets

Should this be my priority? No.

3. A different breed of dogs

Maybe a feisty chiwauwa that steals all my affection and time. 10/10 best method to make people jealous. Bonus points if the dog only loves me and barks at the acolytes when they want to try and talk to me

4. A science book.

I know khemia and alchemy exist, but our technology is more advanced(?)/different than Teyvat's. If there is anything special in a thick science book, it might boost Teyvat's knowledge! I would only give it to Albedo though. If it falls into the hands of dottore or marionette I'd have caused the world's end

5. Antibiotics/One of those basic headache pills

They probably don't need to exist due to healers in Teyvat, but perhaps it might boost the medical knowledge of Teyvat? Perhaps it's more accessible? I get pains a lot so it'd be nice

6. Mp3 player

Easy accessible music. Even if there's only one song on it, it will bring comfort.

7. Headphones

Pretty sure these don't exist yet? Not the ones for music at least. I'd need it for the mp3/laptop to fully access it.

8. Any religious books

If the cultAU gets too much for me, I'll use any religious book (from Earth) in my advance! I'll try and make them believe that I'm human instead of some deity. Tbf this could backfire REALLY QUICK but it's worth trying as a plan-B

9. Smoke bombs

This might be cheating because it's easily re-creatable, but I feel like it wouldn't be created unless I'd bring one? And I'd be LMAO when I drop one of them smoke bombs near Jean. She'd get flashbacks to Klee's bombs and I'd like to keep them on edge at times.

10. Bubblegum

P sure it'd scare at least one person when I pop it

11. Merchandise

Specific movies/mascots can't be recreated in Teyvat. I really like the rilakkuma bears so maybe I bring those? It's not to benefit of anyone besides my own comfort

12. Megaphone

Can I bring this one anon? It might be easily replicated but I doubt anyone would-- should they see the chaos it brings

13. One of those furbees

If only to freak them out :)

14. Anything Dinasaur related

Perhaps dinosaur nuggets? I'd convince them that it's a small breed of animals that used to be REALLY big but now we eat them for dinner with ketchup

15. A body pillow of one of the character

This would've been higher on the list if I actually had the guts to walk around with a body pillow. Bonus points if it's Dainsleif (bc he hates gods doesn't he? Would be kinda funny imo)

OKAY NOW RANDOM NUMMER!!!

I'm so sad I couldn't bring the furbee but at least I'd have some chicken nuggies :) THANKS ANON! This was fun and chaotic

[lust-ofasmodeus]

MC turns into a kid x Obey me characters pt. 1

Pt. 1 - demon brothers

Pt. 2 - others

<it’s Solomon’s fault>

GN!MC

Fluff ☆

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MC was hanging out with Solomon while he was working on a new potion and he basically needed a guinea pig <3. You drank it like a fool and poof! Your clothes hanged off of you covering you whole. Even the chair was higher than you. Solomon brought you to the house of lamentation/ demon lords castle/ purgatory hall (depending on the character). You had to stay small and helpless for a few days until Solomon tried to fix it.

Lucifer

When he saw Solomon with a tiny human in his hands he was shocked. He thought Solomon stole a child but then he realised it was you

You did the grabby hands at him and he took you from Solomon. The way that this man looked at him was terrifying but when he noticed that his aura made you scared he calmed down and decided to deal with him later

He made sure to keep you close to him and after a day you started following him like a baby duck. You grabbed onto his clothes often hiding from others behind his coat

He kinda liked taking care of a small human especially since it was you. He was kinda sad when you got back to normal but he was also thankful he didn’t have to protect you from becoming a snack anymore

“MC I’m so glad you’re back” he hugged you so hard when you came to the house like you used to

Mammon

When he saw you his eyes lit up at your cute little face, he tried not to show it but he failed. He would often sit you in his lap while you watched movies and occasionally pinches your cheeks

100% makes you help with his schemes because no one can say no to you. Let’s just say he made a lot of money in that week

Watches over you as you sleep cause you’re so damn adorable. Carries you on his back often and feeds you noodles

After you get turned back he still keeps it a habit to pinch your cheeks sometimes

Levi

He laughed when he found out what had happened but when he saw you tear up thinking he was laughing at you (he was but you thought it was in a mean way <3) he got worried and tried to calm you down

Would keep you in his room and teach you how to play games but you just ended up munching on the controller

Carries you around with his tail because he noticed that you always liked to play with it. Watches anime with you but you always dozed off in the middle of the episode

Didn’t let any of the brothers near you.

After you turned back, when he wasn’t a hot mess he let you cuddle with his tale when you fell asleep in his room

Satan

Thought about how it would be fun to prank Lucifer with it and asked Solomon how to make it-

You always held onto his pants which made him slightly annoyed because his movement was limited but before he could lose it he just picked you up

Reads stories to you every night while you lay on him. He would stroke your hair and after you fell asleep he treated you like a cat —> no move when friend asleep on you

After you turned back he kept reading to you and realised that child you and grown you fall at the same amount of time when being read to

Asmo

When he saw you he automatically grabbed your face and squished it.

Buys a whole stroller cause he doesn’t feel like carrying you and your little legs get tired while shopping with him. You often fell asleep and he used you for devilgram pictures

Dresses you up every day, does your hair and gossips with you. He wanted to do your makeup but you kept wiggling when he touched your face with brushes etc.

So many pictures.

After you turn back he is disappointed because he can’t use you for likes anymore he has no use for all the things he bought

Beel

He thought you were a snack for him- when he went to munch on you he noticed it was actually you and he stopped himself

Carries you either on his shoulders when his hands are free or just under his arm if he has to carry other stuff

Feeds you. Like all the time. Every snack he gets he shares with you he is like a dad that didn’t want a dog and then feeds it secretly under the table

Very protective of you like you were actually his little sibling <3 after hanging out with him for a week you built up an appetite

After you turned back you joined him in his midnight snack adventures

Belphie

It took him a moment to realise but then he just took you and held you like a cat in that stretched out arms way and brought you to his room

That started a very long cuddle session with his new cuddle companion

He wanted to play with you but he was tired all the time so he just let you chase his tale and play with it <3

You were like a plushie to him and he hugged you a lot and put you in one of those baby carriers (more like a child carrier but you get the point) so he could bring you with him everywhere

After you turned back nothing really changed but now you were more like a body pillow <3

[too-gay-for-marvel]

just this once pt.5

a/n: yall. yall im on a roll. and no i will not apologise for anything that happens in this chapter. also, still learning how to do taglists so if it doesn’t work or you weren’t included, send me a message and i’ll try to get it fixed!

Word Count: 4,285 

Warnings: canon typical violence, non-explicit mentions of torture, mutant experimentation

Pairing: Natasha x Reader

(pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5 pt.6.1 pt.6.2 pt.6.3 pt.7 pt.8)

“I think Fury is giving you a sign.”

Natasha looked up from her paperwork to see Maria leaning against the door frame to her office. She herself had just gotten back from a mission, evident in her slightly mused ponytail and gun still on her hip. A very beyond attractive look, if Natasha had to say it.

“What do you mean?” Natasha asked, leaning back in her chair to give her full attention to her fiancee.

“So he didn’t tell you,” Maria said with a nod. She pushed herself off the door frame and moved to sit in the chair on the opposite side of the desk.

“I’ll admit that gives me a clue,” Natasha said with a small frown. She didn’t like where this was going.

“He’s sending you on another mission,” Maria replied. “With Y/N.”

“I thought we told him emergencies only,” Natasha mused more to herself than to Maria.

It seemed like Nick was sending the both of you on every mission he could possibly come up with. He needed some information. Then he wanted the layout of a base. Then he wanted some recon on security in another location. All were things that Natasha not only could have done with someone else, but she could have gotten them done on her own.

He seemed to think differently.

“He wants you to leave tomorrow,” Maria continued, bringing Natasha out of her pouting. “Personnel recovery.”

“At least that gives us a few hours together,” Natasha said with a small smile.

“Maybe we can finally get some planning done,” Maria nodded as she stood up. “Maybe a colour scheme?”

“Red and black,” Natasha shot back.

“We’ll argue about it later,” Maria smiled. She walked over and tilted Natasha’s chin up to give her a quick kiss before leaving the office, presumably to get cleaned up.

Natasha looked down at her paperwork for not even five minutes before deciding she was going to rush upstairs and surprise Maria in the shower. She had just started piling the papers up when you walked in, harpoon on hip and soaking wet.

“Did you ask Fury for another mission?” You asked as you plopped into the chair opposite her, water instantly dripping down the sides of the seat.

“No,” Natasha said curtly, hoping she could get you out of her office sooner if she didn’t invite conversation.

“Then why is he sending us together?” You asked. Your fingers started combing through your hair, the webs gathering whatever was stuck. Drops of water splashed onto Natasha’s pristine papers.

“I don’t know,” Natasha said again, turning her lip up when you put a piece of seaweed on her desk.

“I thought you knew everything,” you huffed, staring intently as a shell you had pulled out of your suit sleeve.

“Well clearly not,” Natasha mumbled to herself.

You leaned over to rest your elbows on the desk, your dripping wet hair leaving puddles on the mahogany and her papers. Natasha set her jaw and gave you a look, keeping eye contact. But your eyes gave off that mischievous sparkle, the one that would make any woman swoon. And Natasha’s heart raced.

“Think I can get that in writing?” You asked with a raised brow. “You know, for the next time you act like a know-it-all.”

“Did you just come in here to act like an ass?” Natasha asked as she picked her papers up and started walking out.

“Actually,” you started as you pushed away from the desk and stood up, “I’m here to bring you this.”

You held your open hand out, palm up, and Natasha looked cautiously to see what it was. In the middle of your palm was a whole shell, with a small black pearl in the centre. It looked absolutely stunning, and Natasha reached out to gently take it.

“Why did you bring this to me?” Natasha asked, although she feared she already knew your answer.

“Cheeseburger found the shell the other day,” you shrugged, “and Roger got the pearl out.”

Natasha did her best not to chuckle at the silly names you had given the octopus and otter that usually inhabited your moon pool. Cheeseburger, the octopus, had lost two limbs and had a nasty habit of stealing your cheeseburgers (hence the name), while Roger was an in-progress rehabilitation project. Unfortunately, the three of you were like peas in a pod.

“It’s beautiful,” Natasha mused, her eyes still glued to the pearl. “But I can’t take this home to my fiancee.”

You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. The space between the both of you increased as you visibly took a step back, and Natasha missed the closeness. Things had seemed normal only a moment ago, and now she could feel you closing yourself off to her, going cold once again.

“Then give it to Maria,” you shrugged. “Get some brownie points before going off on another mission with her favourite person.”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” Natasha shot back. “I just don’t want to waste your gift.”

“It was just cluttering up my space,” you replied, voice cold.

“Give it to Yelena,” Natasha said softly, holding the shell and pearl back out for you to take. “She would love it.”

“Yelena,” you huffed with a small smile. A sad smile. You grabbed the shell from her hand rather roughly, causing Natasha to flinch. “Thanks for the input.”

“Y/N,” Natasha started, but you were already walking away in the opposite direction, head high and feet dragging.

Natasha sighed and started her own way back to her floor. She wanted Maria to distract her. From you.

———

“What’s our objective again?” You shouted from the back of the quinjet.

“Personnel recovery,” Yelena answered. “Some scientist wanted out of AIM.”

“Why is that my responsibility?” You continued. Your boots echoed off the floor and you popped your head in between Yelena’s and Natasha’s chairs.

“Because something smelled-”

“Don’t,” Natasha interrupted.

“-fishy,” Yelena finished anyway, and both you and Natasha groaned as she just laughed at herself.

“I’m not paid enough for this,” Natasha mumbled to herself before turning her head and looking out the windows.

“I’ll throttle you,” you said as you lightly slapped Yelena upside the head.

“Listen,” she tried to say around another round of giggles, “if Fury ever told me his plans, I wouldn’t be stuck here with you two.”

“Well why don’t you find out? I wanna know why he’s sending me on this mission.”

“I already told you, I don’t know.”

“Why don’t you know? Surely you must have some kind of-”

“Can you both shut up?” Natasha shouted. The both of you grew silent immediately, and Natasha finally let out a breath and tried to rub her growing migraine away.

“Should’ve just sent Nat,” you grumbled. “She’s grumpy enough to scare everyone away all on her own.”

Yelena snorted, and when Natasha shot a look her way, she tried her best to look out the window. You, on the other hand, held up to her challenge and met her eyes. That ridiculous smirk refused to disappear, and Natasha wanted so desperately to wipe it off your face. But instead she just turned back around and looked out the window once again.

The rest of the trip was silent, only the occasional update being spoken aloud. Yelena managed to drop the both of you off and stayed in the jet, more than ready for when you both got back and could get back to the Tower for a well-deserved weekend.

It was a quick jog to the location, with tents and cages set up all around the landing port. The building was a few stories tall, but well fortified with guards around every corner. The majority of cages were empty, but every now and then you could hear a bear, a dog, a human.

“I thought these guys were scientists,” you whispered from where you were crouched beside Natasha.

“They are,” Natasha nodded.

“Must be pretty paranoid then,” you continued.

“You would be too if your work relied on illegal mutant experimentation,” Natasha clarified. You didn’t say anything else, but she could see your knuckles going pale.

“Let’s get our man and go,” you practically growled. “Before I kill them all.”

Natasha knew you weren’t joking.

You both went in opposite directions, you heading to the back door and Natasha heading to the side. There was no guaranteeing that the scientist was even inside at all, but that was the easiest place to check. There was too much vulnerability outside and Natasha wasn’t going to risk getting caught and failing another mission.

“How are we supposed to find one nerd in a facility full of nerds?” You asked over the intercoms, and Natasha assumed you had made it into the building.

“Be nice,” Natasha whispered, “not all scientists are nerds.”

“Bruce and Tony are,” you replied. Natasha pulled herself against a wall when she heard voices. “Everyone here is.”

“Hush,” Natasha whispered. You remained silent as Natasha listened to footsteps getting closer, and then turning into the opposite direction. She let out a quiet breath.

“Do we really want to help someone who’s torturing mutants?” You asked again, a barely contained anger in your voice.

Natasha rounded another corner, trying to come up with an answer for you. You weren’t wrong; she didn’t like the idea either. Why save the scientist when you could save the people instead? But Fury wanted him, and there had to be a reason for it. The location was known, so someone could always come back to save them another day.

“Nick will send us back another day,” Natasha finally said out loud. You huffed on the other end of the comms.

You both continued through the facility, methodically clearing rooms until finally you indicated you had found him. Some wiry man with broken glasses, according to your description. Natasha gave confirmation and headed to the meet up point, somewhere on the second floor. Once Natasha was about to round the corner to the location, she could hear your voice carrying through the halls.

“You’re lucky I don’t wring your neck myself.”

“What’s the problem?” Natasha asked as soon as she saw you.

You were right. The man was wiry and nerdy, something you would expect from a mad scientist in a comic book. White tape was wrapped around the nose piece of his glasses in stereotypical fashion and he was hunched over like the world was resting on his shoulders.

No surprise, considering you were hovering nearly a foot over him.

“He called me an animal,” you seethed, your hands visibly shaking with the desire to have them around the man’s neck.

“Look at your arms and neck, what else could you be?” He asked in a gruff New Jersey accent.

“You want an animal? I’ll show you an-”

“That’s enough,” Natasha demanded. She stepped in between the both of you and pushed you away, not even bothering to get near the man.

“If he has to go with us, then so does one of the mutants,” you said, leaving no room for argument in your voice.

“We can’t risk it, we’re leaving them here,” Natasha said quickly. The hair on the back of her neck was starting to stand up and her stomach felt like it was dropping.

“I’m not leaving them and taking that,” you said through clenched teeth while pointing at the scientist.

“You’re going to risk my life for one of them?” He asked, his face drawn in disgust at the mere thought that his life was equal to a mutant’s. Natasha wanted to strangle him.

“We will come back for them another day,” Natasha said again, but you didn’t look convinced.

“I’m not leaving without them, so you’re gonna have to wait,” you shot back.

Voices could be heard in the stairwell a few halls away.

“And I’m not risking another mission,” Natasha argued, walking closer to you and forcing you to step backward to keep your space.

“If you think I’m taking that and leaving one of those kids then you’re-”

Click.

The both of you froze, your eyes boring into Natasha’s. A heavy silence fell upon the both of you, so thick Natasha struggled to draw breath. Her heart was pounding in her ears and that feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach returned.

And then your eyes left hers, trailing down to the too-tight cuffs that were now keeping you chained to the pipes against the wall. They weren’t the usual police handcuffs, but the kind that they had used on Loki after the invasion of New York.

You weren’t getting out of them.

“Natasha,” you started, your eyes moving back to meet hers.

“I’m sorry,” Natasha whispered. She took one heavy step back, never taking her eyes off of you.

“Unlock them,” you continued. Your chest was starting to rise and fall slightly faster.

“Someone will come for you,” Natasha said again with a slight nod.

Her mouth felt like it was stuffed with cotton.

“Get back here, Romanoff,” you said as Natasha started leading the scientist down the hall.

Away from you.

She didn’t answer. She just felt her leaden boots take step after step, leading her further away from where you were chained. When she didn’t answer, she heard the sound of metal pulling against metal and your grunts and groans as you tried to yank the cuffs off.

“You can’t leave me here!” You shouted, your voice echoing down the hall after Natasha had turned the final corner.

She heard other voices coming from the same direction as yours, quickly followed by shouting and the solid thuds of blows being landed.

“Natalia!” You shouted again once Natasha had opened the door to lead the scientist out.

Only moments after the door shut, Natasha heard your scream. A scream of anger and frustration, a scream that reached down Natasha’s throat and ripped her heart out. The prick of tears in her eyes left a sinking feeling in her gut, left her feeling empty and a broken shell.

But she had a mission. And she was going to complete it.

She shoved the scientist in the direction of the quinjet and didn’t look back. Ignoring the whining and complaining coming from the man and eventually just throwing him into the back of the quinjet, ignoring the way Yelena jumped at the sudden noise.

“Where’s Y/N?” Yelena asked, moving her head around, trying to see if you were close behind.

“Get us in the air,” Natasha ordered. Tears pricked her eyes once again.

“Are they coming?” Yelena asked again, ignoring Natasha’s order.

“I said get us in the air, now.”

Yelena gave Natasha a look that sent a shiver down her spine, but turned around and got the jet in the air nonetheless. The scientist pulled himself into the seat next to Natasha. He seemed much more relaxed, and Natasha couldn’t blame him. He probably didn’t realise just how much had been risked to get him back to SHIELD.

“You made the right choice,” he said after some unbearable silence. Natasha turned to look at him, her brows pulled together.

“Excuse me?”

“You made the right choice,” he said again with an enthusiastic nod. “You never know what those animals might do-”

He was cut off with a choked gasp as Natasha slammed her elbow into his face, and he quickly lost consciousness.

“Just shut up,” she mumbled to herself, knowing he couldn’t hear her.

It didn’t make her feel any better.

———

It was six weeks before the party had been dispatched to get you back.  The party had consisted of Natasha, Yelena, and Wanda, and there was going to be nothing extra. They were going to get you out and get back to SHIELD, no side missions, no stops, no questions.

Maybe it just so happened that the only way to get you was to burn the facility to the ground and get the rest of the mutants out. Maybe they had called for a second quinjet to arrive to make sure everyone was able to get out safely.

Yelena and Wanda were tasked with getting everyone on the jets and eliminating the few soldiers remaining while Natasha had scoured the facility top to bottom to find you. There was a large portion of the basement that Natasha had found, filled with surgical equipment and things that would have been enough to give anyone nightmares.

And you were there, nude, in a too-small empty glass tank with a chain around your ankle. There were rips and tears in the thin membranes between your spines, and a dark black mark on your left shoulder blade. From her angle, it looked like some kind of gunk was stuck in your gills. You were curled up into a fetal position and kept your eyes glued to the ground directly in front of you.

“Y/N,” Natasha said, her gun still drawn but lowered.

“I should thank you, Miss Romanoff,” a voice called, and Natasha spun with gun raised to find a scientist walk forward, standing near a panel by your tank. “You gave me my greatest obsession.”

“How about you just let them out and I don’t kill you,” Natasha shrugged.

“I’ve learned a lot from our little friend,” he continued, ignoring her. “And you���re in time to see the results of something I’ve been working on.”

“Let them go,” Natasha said again. She cocked the gun, but the man laughed.

“I hear drowning is a horrible way to die,” he said, still ignoring her.

Out of the corner of her eye, Natasha saw you raise your head and look at her. The dark spots under your eyes were beyond evident, sticking out against the sickened colour of your skin. There was no emotion in your eyes, not even a silent plea for help.

You looked like you had already accepted death.

“How long do you think a sea creature can hold its breath underwater before it needs to breathe?” He asked, his fingers typing against the panel.

“Don’t,” Natasha shouted, her trigger finger pulling instinctively and burying a bullet into the man’s chest. He was dead before he hit the floor.

Water started filling your tank, and you stood up to get your head as tall as it could get. Natasha nodded at you once, and you covered your head as she fired shot after shot at the tank. But there wasn’t even a dent, nothing to indicate that the tank could be broken.

“What do I do?” Natasha asked as she ran up to the tank, watching the water slowly rise to your ankles.

You didn’t speak, didn’t open your mouth, instead pointing as best you could to a discrete pipe against the opposite wall. Natasha looked at it and followed the direction until she saw a lone wheel connected to the wall. A wheel that could control the water flow.

“Stay here,” Natasha told you as she ran off, grimacing to herself. It wasn’t like you had anywhere to go.

She grabbed the wheel and pulled, but it didn’t budge. It felt like she was trying to pull a quinjet with her bare hands; an impossible task in and of itself. Her eyes trailed over to see the water had reached your waist. There had to be something else she could get, something to help.

The thud of your hands on the glass made her turn, and you were pointing in another direction. Her eyes followed, but there wasn’t anything she could see that would immediately-

A pipe.

Natasha sprinted to grab it from the table, nearly dropping it in her haste to get back to the wheel. The water was up to your neck, and Natasha could already see that your gills weren’t filtering anything. They stayed terribly still, and Natasha had to drag her feet to get back to the wheel.

She stuck the pipe into the empty spaces of the wheel and pulled, yelling in frustration until it finally moved. She continued pulling until she heard the flow of water stop, and a tired smile etched itself onto her lips as she turned back around to see you.

But the water was over your head, and now she was leaving you to drown.

She couldn’t break the glass; the water was off and you were still drowning. Your eyes were wide, and the fear of the situation finally made its way onto your face as you curled in on yourself and started pulling at the chain around your ankle, air bubbles escaping from your nose at a rapid rate.

Natasha got an idea. She didn’t hesitate as she started pushing the pipe, the flow of water rushing back. Only this time, she didn’t stop until the pipes rattled with the flow, barely able to contain the volume inside. She pushed until the pipe stuck, and she turned and ran back to the tank.

Your eyes were closing, the air bubbles almost nonexistent, your struggle against the chain ending. Natasha started banging on the glass, trying to keep you awake, but you didn’t move, instead just floating, and Natasha felt her heart sink.

The glass creaked under her fingers. Natasha’s eyes shot open and she watched the glass, noting the single crack that started to web across the entirety of the tank. She barely had time to step aside as the glass shattered, water shooting out and leaving you to drop to the ground.

When you didn’t move, Natasha jumped forward, dropping to the ground and immediately starting CPR. She could feel a rib break, maybe two, but she didn’t stop. She wasn’t going to stop until you could breathe. You just needed to fucking breathe-

Your body shuddered as you choked, coughing up water before your eyes shot open. Natasha felt herself let out a shaky breath, but she didn’t let herself rest. She grabbed her gun and shot where the chain was connected to the floor, listening to it break before grabbing you and pulling you up.

“You need to lose some weight,” Natasha groaned as you leaned on her side, your feet barely moving.

You didn’t say a word the whole trip out of the facility. Just managed to  drag yourself out, eventually walking more on your own when you neared the quinjet. Yelena ran up to the both of you and got on your other side, sharing a look with Natasha.

“I’ve got it,” Yelena said in a tone that told Natasha to let go and give her some space.

Natasha did, watching as Yelena finished dragging you to the quinjet and putting you in a seat before wrapping a blanket around your naked form. Your eyes fell back to the ground when Yelena finally got the jet in the air, and you refused to look at anyone when you got back to the Tower, leaving Natasha without a second thought.

———

Natasha was sitting at the bar on the common floor, picking apart her food. She had tried to see you multiple times over the past two weeks, only to be turned away by doctors or Yelena. There was something wrong, but Natasha couldn’t find out because no one would let her.

The ding of the elevator had her turning her head, not necessarily eager but casually curious on who had appeared. To her surprise, Yelena walked out with a McDonald’s bag in hand, some drink in the other. She didn’t look happy, but Natasha could’ve expected that.

After all, Yelena hadn’t forgiven her.

“How are they?” Natasha asked.

“Alive, no thanks to you,” Yelena shot back. But she had stopped and was talking back; that was an improvement from the past two weeks.

“I had a mission,” Natasha said, but her voice was small, weak.

“They were part of that mission,” Yelena answered.

“I’m sorry,” Natasha said quietly. She said it to assuage her own guilt. It didn’t work.

“You’re stringing them along,” Yelena said, her voice taking a different tone that Natasha hadn’t been expecting. “Just marry Maria already and end the suffering.”

“I’m not stringing them along,” Natasha defended.

But she knew she was wrong. Yelena was right. And Natasha wasn’t going to stop because what would her life be without you? How could she go about her day-to-day life if she knew you weren’t going to be there in some fashion? Maybe she was in love with Maria and was going to marry her, but that didn’t mean she wanted to throw you away.

“Just be gentle,” Yelena said with a sigh. “Everyone has feelings at stake.”

“And you?” Natasha asked, causing Yelena to freeze. “What feelings do you have at stake?”

A small, sad smile made its way onto her face.

“Desire,” Yelena shrugged, but just like that her demeanour changed. “Y/N said I couldn’t eat before them, and I very much desire this McChicken.”

“You’re disgusting,” Natasha chuckled.

“And this McFlurry. You know the good stuff,” Yelena teased again, causing the both of them to laugh.

“Then go on,” Natasha motioned toward where she assumed you were waiting. “I’d hate for the two of you to starve.”

Yelena gave her a smile, one like the good old days, and continued her walk. She stopped in the doorway and turned around.

“Oh, Fury wanted me to tell you something.” Natasha gave her a look for her to continue. “You and Y/N are going undercover. As a couple.” With that, Yelena continued off, leaving Natasha to deal with the news.

Why couldn’t things ever be easy?

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[tobyfoxfacts]

Heard of 72 uses for snails? 72 uses for Toby Fox:

Dog sitter

Standup comedian for a low budget party

One man puppeteer for your other low budget party

DJ but he only plays Indie game music

A member of your band for like 1 gig to fill in someone's place because long term commitments would mess up his schedule

Tech support for video games. (he had to be his own tech support team when UNDERTALE first came out)

Guard dog

Tutor

Guy that distracts security while you sneak by

Wingman

Hitman

Hiking guide who tells people about every single fcking rock they see on the trail

Guy who will answer your questions about almost anything. But can only answer questions that are obscure and irrelevant

Merch Designer

Concept artist

Music composer

Game designer

Professional laugh track encourager. (gets the whole room of people to laugh for the laugh track recording)

Emotional support dog

Perhaps an emotional support human

A great pillow, if you can get him to sit still and pay him enough

He will climb trees to get your cat so you don't have to embarrass yourself by calling the fire dept and the whole neighborhood hears

Guy who shows up at the wedding and starts dancing and hyping everyone up to increase the vibe and encourage other people to dance

Fashion model

He probably knows how to make balloon animals.

Animal Shelter caretaker

A babysitter (he had 2 younger brothers)

A substitute teacher for environmental science or liberal arts

Public speaker (he would probably sht himself)

Video game tester

Guy who says "may I take your hat sirrrr" at parties, but in a perfect Patrick Star voice

Voice actor

Language teacher

Translator

He would give you great indie game recommendations

Have him do your laundry

Have him write you a song

Get him to do the damn dishes

Teach him how to do a cartwheel

Have him pay the hospital bill when he fails

Make him put together your IKEA furniture. He seems like the kinda guy who likes that stuff

Professional LEGO builder.

He will paint your nails if you ask nicely

Ask him to beatbox for your mixtape

Have him fix that dishwasher that stopped working 13 years ago but you've been to lazy to fix it so it just holds clean dishes. If he manages to fix it, this will boost his masculinity.

Guy who lugs your sled back up the snow hill so you don't have to do it yourself

He will sharpen your pencils while you draw

He will be your alarm clock. (make soft beeping noises in your ear at requested time)

He will be your personal shopper, until it comes to the checkout line, he gets too scared.

He will be the mascot for your sports team, if he gets to wear a little white dog fur suit and dance around

He will teach you to build robots

He will sit next to you in church so you don't look lonely

He will be your temporary date if you don't wanna look too sad at a gathering

Party crasher

Person who walks around the store (disguised as a customer) and compliments other customers to encourage them to buy what merchandise they're holding

The guy to tell you all 72 snail facts

He will fend off your sleep paralysis demons

He will do the hokey pokey to cheer you up

Have him read you a bedtime story

A really shitty bodyguard

Dog walker

professional food taste tester

He will write you excerpts to send to bullies online so you can roast them super well

Fanfic slander-er (if you hate a fanfic he will personally leave a comment on it and tell the creator that their UNDERTALE fanfic isn't canon) You would have to pay him for this because he would feel bad doing it

If you don't have anyone to play video games with, he will join you

Professional tissue hander. When you're crying while studying for exams, he will pass you tissues

World's smallest violin player. When you need a soundtrack while saying "can we get an F in the chat" he will pull out a tiny violin

He will set up your parent's computers and reset their Gmail passcodes when they forget them

He will do your clown makeup when that toxic boy you dated cheats on you

He will give you hugs

He will draw you adorable little pictures

He will annoy the crap out of you for free.

[writerforfun]

Writing advice: Show don't tell!

I'm coming in with this as a lot, a lot of writers seem to have a little trouble with this. And it's fine it really is, I had to work a lot to understand this myself. It was awful to read my old work when I did learn to describe well.

One of the best ways to improve your writing is to

SHOW DON'T TELL!

It's not easy, despite being such a common part of creative writing. Some find it difficult to start of even explaining it, or implementing it in their tales.

Well, let's see if we can change that!

Let's first look at what it means:

Show don't tell: is the use of excessive descriptive words that produce an image of what you wish to show.

Confusing? Hold up I'll explain. See the main point is to use detailed action and images to show what is going on in the story.

A great example being the famously said on the topic "Don't tell me the moon is shining show me the glint of light on broken glass"

Let's look at some examples:

Telling: When they embraced she could tell he had been smoking and was scared.

Showing: When she wrapped her slim arms around him, the stench of tobacco assaulted her nostrils, filling her nose up with the filthy air. She felt consumed by the substance. Dread rose in her body, completely throwing her in hopelessness.

Telling: It was late fall.

Showing: Red-orange decorated the path in front of him, colouring the road as he walked, crunching under his weight.

Do you understand what I mean?

Here are some effective tips to help you:

1. Use strong details to give a good image. Say your character is blind, don't tell us they are blind show us. Tell the reader they are blind, let them know from the way the character acts, how they feel for things, how do they know someone is in front of them. Show it all!

Maybe she uses a cane to walk or maybe she has a dog to help her, or maybe she has a guide to take her different place. 2. Create the setting Want to show a spooky and eerie setting?

Describe it. Speak about how fog, how thick is it? Temperature, is it cold or hot? How cold or hot is it? Are there cobwebs? Crows crying out in the distance. How is the character responding to it?

How are they feeling in the scene? Showing their impression is quite important as well. You want the reader to feel what the character is feeling and actually have the reader feel it too.

Do they feel calm or do they feel scared? How? Describe it in the best way possible.

3. Use dialogue.

Dialogue is the best way to show a character's personality rather than telling about it. Showing their interactions with others, with objects through dialogues is a really useful way of showing their personality, we can understand what they value, their relationships with others.

Say you have a character who gets annoyed easily. Someone might do something or interrupt them while doing something important and they might just yell out in frustration or huff and walk away.

Show that interaction with words and dialogues.

4. Use themes.

If you wish to know more about themes let me know.

For now, I'll give a little context on how to use it here.

The language and details you use show the theme of your story. It provides the theme in a really subtle way but it's there. A reader may not pick it up at first but over time it becomes clear. It also creates that overall thread throughout your entire book.

Takes this as an example:

From this, we can sense the theme is focused heavily on loneliness and craving for human connection. This is really prevalent throughout the entire book but it's done through showing not telling. So if the author was simply telling it you would just simply read it as the character was not lonely at all and she just needed a friend. Like a direct path to her thoughts but that's not what we want. Because at the end of the day, it's not interesting is it?

5.Don't label emotions Don't show emotions, especially if you're not sure whether you are showing or telling, look for actual emotional words. This is called emotive language. When you use words envoke strong emotions but describing those emotions.

Words such as happy, angry or sad are examples of telling. They tell the reader how the character feels not show.

Telling: John was depressed that day and he wanted to cry.

Show: John didn't feel well. Hos heart felt heavy, under great strain. He didn't feel joyful or motivated or enthusiastic. Instead, all he could feel was the suffocating hold of depression. The great urge to push open his eyes and let them rain. He truly wanted to cry.

Sometimes you need to ask yourself "How does this feel?" and then write how it feels.

So, when should you use TELL?

While summary narratives don't work well in stories, telling is needed at times. A great example is in the Novella Court of Frost and Starlight. Where a character spoke of her sexuality and it took 6 PAGES.

I'm not kidding, and those 6 PAGES were all on her sexuality.

Telling in this case would have been so much better.

Don't use show if there’s no value to the plot/tension/conflict/character arc by showing some mundane but necessary information, telling is preferable.

For instance, say you have to get your character to an important meeting and back before the real action happens. Maybe he has to get clearance from his superiors before he can lead a secret raid.

Rather than investing several pages showing every aspect of the trip from packing, dressing, getting a cab to the airport, going through security, boarding the plane, arriving at his destination—you quickly tell that this way:

Three days later, after a trip to Washington to get the operation sanctioned by his superiors, Casey packed his weapons and camo clothes and set out to recruit his crew.

Then you immediately return to showing mode, describing his visits to trusted compatriots and getting them on board.

Here is an other example:

Sorry, for the long post and thank you for reading.