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adrienneryatt · 1 year ago

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And by now I don't need no help to be destructive I've been gone Yeah, I've been on this road too long

►GENERAL INFORMATION

FULL NAME: Adrienne Layla Ryatt NICKNAME(S): Jynx, Adri, Riot LABEL: The Mystic AGE: 32 DATE OF BIRTH: October 31, 1991 ZODIAC: Scorpio Sun, Aries Rising, Capricorn Moon GENDER & PRONOUNS: Female; She/Her HERITAGE: French, Mexican, Italian SPOKEN LANGUAGE(S): English, Spanish, Italian OCCUPATION: Occult Specialist/Demonologist SEXUALITY & ROMANCE: Bisexual; Biromantic PET(S): Doberman named Khaos & a black cat named Hekate

► APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Seychelle Gabriel HEIGHT: 5'2" WEIGHT: 112 lbs. DOMINANT HAND: Left HAIR COLOR: Brunette EYE COLOR: Brown SCARS: None notable. TATTOOS: None.

►PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: Clever, Dauntless, Beguiling, Open-Minded, Authentic, Prophetic. NEGATIVE TRAITS: Sarcastic, Intangible, Arrogant, Sycophantic, Self-Sabotaging. LIKES: Stargazing, burning candles/incense, thunder storms, music on vinyl, horror movie marathons, deep conversations with strangers, solving a problem before everyone else, eureka moments when researching, conducting tarot card readings, making intention jars/journaling, cooking. DISLIKES: Being the scapegoat, people who think they are smarter than her or belittle her, critics/cynics.

►MENTALITY

PHOBIAS: Nyctophobia DISORDERS: Not diagnosed. ALLERGIES: Seasonal (Pollen)

►BACKGROUND

HOMETOWN: Danvers, MA CURRENT RESIDENCE: Merrock, ME EDUCATION LEVEL: MA in Magic and Occult Science at Salem State University FAMILIAL CONNECTIONS: - Reina Ryatt - 55, Mother, Not In Contact - Sylvester Ryatt - 54, Father, Deceased

►FAVORITES

FOOD: Mushroom Gnocchi DRINK: London Fog MOVIE: Scott Pilgrim vs. The World, Practical Magic, Scream TV SHOW: Criminal Minds, Rick & Morty, Goosebumps BAND/ARTIST: The Killers, Lana Del Rey, Nirvana, Fleetwood Mac SONG: Lilith - Halsey

► EXTRA INFORMATION

JUNG TYPE: ENTP ENNEAGRAM: The Free Spirit (4w5) TEMPERAMENT: Choleric MORAL ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral SIN: Wrath VIRTUE: Temperance ELEMENT: Fire CHARACTER PLAYLIST

I just fuck things up, if you noticed Have you noticed? Tell me have you noticed?

► BIOGRAPHY

TW; Religion mention, funeral mention

It was raining when Adrienne was born. Maybe that was the first tell of the path she would be walking. Or, maybe it was the intention of her given name; Adrienne: dark woman or dark waters. There was some odd fascination with the darker things in life. Growing up attending more funerals than weddings, can anyone really blame her on that impact? Though, her nickname was Jynx due to the chaos that would spiral in her presence. For instance, her grandmother's ashes going missing when they were addressed to her apartment, or traveling all the way to California just for a once in a lifetime storm to be passing through and the festival being cancelled, or every color she calls for Roulette being the wrong one and her friend then going into the negatives with funds. Though she was labeled as an outcast and was seen as the black sheep in the family because of this, she still had something about her that drew people in. She had a great group of friends, and her fair share of experimental relationships. In short: she didn't miss anything, but she wouldn't have cared if she did. Her aunt was the one who taught her about spirituality after Adrienne had a paranormal experience at the age of 5. Whilst being in a Catholic household, Adrienne and her aunt would often sneak in order to practice their own eclectic belief. Magic, tarot cards, seances, you name it - Adrienne has dabbled in it. What no one was expecting was for her to make a career move out of it. It started in high school, she helped assist her teacher in their paranormal investigation group. It was through this teacher that she learned about anomalies and the role of the paranormal in anthropology. Her job as an investigator was just the groundwork for her BA in Parapsychology with a minor in Religious Studies at Stockton Univeristy, where she studied the connections of the paranormal and demons with the human psyche. She then went on to gain her MA in Magick and Occult Science with a specialization in Women and Minority Studies where she learned more about the occult across various religions and cultures as well as witchcraft and the impact and power women have within interaction, at Salem State University. At this point in her career, she can be seen as an expert in the occult as well as a demonologist. She actually works alongside various religious institutions, is still a researcher for a paranormal investigation team, and is also hosts a podcast about horror movies, the paranormal and the occult.

► PERSONALITY (DEEP DIVE)

Adrienne is one of those people who can attract and attract and attract, but still feel alone underneath the surface. She can be sarcastic and condescending if someone asks a question she deems as 'stupid'. She's known to bully as her type of flirting. She's actually not online, and prefers it that way. She's clever and witty and goes on passion-dump sprees about her line of work and conspiracies pretty often, or about her research or podcast. She loves people who have a sense of humor and can dish it back out to her. Adrienne used to not like being seen as a Jynx, but now she is sorta indifferent. She just knows something bad or weird is bound to happen when she's around, and it's just within her chaotic state of being. She used to be deathly afraid of the dark, mostly because she didn't know what was in it. It's still a fear, but she works through it due to her career. Adrienne comes across as intimidating and mean cause of her resting bitch face. This is partly true; seeing that she does bring hell to people and her wrath can be intense. But, if you're on her good side you have a very loyal and fun friend in your corner.

#merrockintro #tw religion #tw funeral mention

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fictional-actors-bracket · 2 years ago

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Actor Mark, Who Killed Markiplier, A Date/Heist/In Space With Markiplier

(propaganda from the submission that I'm giving a separate post because of it's size)

He was born around the late 1800s I think? He grew up in the same house as The Colonel/William J. Barnum and was friends with Damian and Celine. He ended up marrying Celine and becoming a famous actor, while William went off to fight in the war and Damian became mayor. However, at some point William and Celine had a relationship and she cheated on him. After Mark found out, he shut himself away from his friends and stayed in his manor, which was haunted or something. He blamed the cheating on William, assuming that because he was so rich and famous, he made her cheat on him and she DEFINITELY didn’t do it because Mark was a selfish asshole. He came up with a with a plan to get revenge on William because it was entirely his fault and JUST his fault and not Celine’s fault because how could she have consented to that when he was so cool and charismatic???

I think he was also somewhat corrupted by the house, which was evil. But a lot of the characters that go there don’t always notice it because they’ve come into contact with it a lot and are used to it. Except for the Groundskeeper (I forgot his name, might’ve been Frank?) who knows the house was evil and refuses to go in and maybe Celine (she’s magic). And so he invites his friends back to his manor (Markiplier Manor, he randomly decided to change his own name to seem more fancy and William judges him for it) and has a party! The attendees are: Damian, the Chef, the Butler, Abe the Detective, the Colonel (William), and us, as the District Attorney. We were invited by Damian because we were friends in college and now work with him. They gamble and drink and the D.A. falls asleep at 1:00 AM. Everyone else is also asleep by then, except for the Colonel and Mark. Mark gets him drunk and convinces him to play Russian Roulette. But it was rigged. He tricks William into shooting him, and in a panic he throws the body down the stairs and tries to cover it up. The D.A. is recruited as the Detective’s partner (his full name is Abraham Lincoln and every partner he’s had has died a tragic but comical death). They try to figure out the murderer, and Celine (the Seer) shows up, to everyone’s surprise and tries to use you to figure out the mystery. However, her work is interrupted.

At one point the Chef mentions the Groundskeeper, and so you go to interrogate him. Celine stays behind to continue her work, and Damian decides to watch her (they’re twins, Celine is older). The Colonel is still in his bedroom, sleeping. The Groundskeeper states that he hasn’t gone in the cursed manor for years and wants to keep that streak. Only some horrible and incredibly specific circumstances could lead to him going in. Suddenly, there’s a flash of light inside the manor and everyone runs towards it to see what happened, the Groundskeeper saying that these are the circumstances. When they get in, Damian and Celine are missing and the Colonel is awake and very confused. No one knows what happened, and one by one, the employees leave, not wishing to reach the same fate. You, the Detective, and the Colonel are the only ones remaining. Abe and William end up having a confrontation, ending in Abe being shot and the D.A. being shot by accident. You end up in a strange black void with Damian and Celine.

They explain to you that the house is evil and pulled them in to this void so that Mark could steal Damian’s body (EVEN THOUGH HE WAS ONE OF THE ONLY INNOCENT PARTIES IN THIS AND ACTUALLY WANTED TO MAKE AMENDS… FURTHER PROOF THAT ACTOR MARK IS A GODDAMN ASSHOLE) and that they used the last of their energy to pull you here to explain. Their bodies are gone, but yours is still there. They could all be in your body with you and track down Mark to get Damian his body back.

You agree, and you end up back in your body, getting up to see William cradling Damian’s cane (my boy…). He sees you and realizes that it was all a PRANK! If you’re not dead, Damian and Celine aren’t dead! Of course they’re not! It was just a silly prank! He can’t believe he didn’t figure it out before, it was so obvious! And so he goes away to search for them… calling out through the house for his lost friends. You look into the mirror, and crack your neck. The mirror shatters, and becomes your prison.

Your body walks away without you. That’s ‘Who Killed Markiplier?’ along with some backstory! Next is ‘DAMIAN’ ! (You can watch all this stuff on YouTube btw, it is Markiplier) Damian lives with his twin sister, Celine. She’s only older by a bit, but she’s very bossy. They live in a cabin in the snowy woods. Every day, Damian goes out to chop wood for the fire while his sister goes out to hunt… something. One day, he sees a small pink flower (It represents William, or Wilford Warfstache, as he’s known now) thriving in the ice and snow. He goes home with enough wood and tells his sister about the flower. She tells him to sleep. He sleeps, and the next day he goes back and the little pink flower is still there, somehow living for another day. He goes home with enough wood and tells his sister about the flower. She tells him to sleep.

She actually said the exact same things she said yesterday, but different because Damian responds differently. I think there might have been a scary painting at one point? Damian goes to chop wood for the fire, but he hears Celine calling out for help. Being a good brother and a good person in general, he immediately heads towards the voice, and ends up on a lake covered in ice. The ice breaks, and guess what? ACTOR MARK IS HERE ONCE AGAIN (to be a bitch)! He says something about Celine tearing his heart out if she saw him again, and tells Damian that he, Mark, is the hero of this story. Celine shows up to ruin the fun, and Mark leaves, soon enough. Damian convinces Celine to let him help her for once, and he decides to give Mark the villain he wants. Celine finally gets some rest, and Mark gains control of their (the D.A.’s) body. In ‘A Date With Markiplier’ and ‘A Heist With Markiplier’, the viewer is the main character and Mark is the other main character. In some endings, Mark leaves for another character (also played by Markiplier but different from Actor Mark himself) to be important to the plot of a couple endings. At one point he tries to separate from you in the sewers and whenever you actually agree you instantly end it. During most of the endings, he seems to be mostly friendly, but in some he’s just a douchebag. In ‘In Space With Markiplier’, I think the real Mark has said that Engineer Mark and Actor Mark are not the same, but I don’t really remember. I think that’s all I have to say. There’s a lot I didn’t say and probably some videos I forgot. Anyways I hate this guy, he’s an asshole"

#long post #actors bracket

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jasonsutekh · 11 months ago

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Sommarnattens Leende (Smiles of a Summer Night) (1955)

The upper classes of Sweden love, hate, and cheat on each other, then get mad at each other for it.

There’s a fair amount of parody when representing the rich people, in paricular how hipocritical their codes of honour are and how fickle their feelings can become. The women are often blamed for the actions of the men so it’s satisfying when some decide to start plotting and manipulating the male characters.

As is often the case with straight romance movies, it’s a little exhausting to see them pretend to love one another when their attention can be distracted as soon as another person of the opposite sex enters the room. The ending is also presented as happy even, since it’s a comedy, even when it’s unhealthy in basically every respect.

A few other parts of the comedy land well enough, like the passive aggressive dinner and the older woman giving out overtly terrible life advice. There’s a little suspense thrown in due to the guarded displays of anger and russian roulette is a naturally suspenseful game even with there being an obvious twist for the purposes of the genre.

Very little is said about one of the men eloping with his own step-mother, especially strange since whe basically aggrees in her sleep and he had been giving speeches about virtue the entire movie. None of the couples before or after can really be called a love story, it’s closer to speed dating where everyone just moves one partner over.

3/10 -This one’s bad but it’s got some good in it, just there-

#Film #Review #Sommarnattens Leende #Smiles of a Summer Night #1955 #Comedy #Swedish #World Cinema #JasonSutekh

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usermoreid · 4 years ago

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Darkened Nights (Violent Things)

Fic Week Day Two: Alternate ending to an episode

“I choose Aaron Hotchner. He's a classic narcissist. He thinks he's better than everyone else on the team. Genesis 23:4. ‘Let him not deceive himself and trust in emptiness, vanity, falseness, and futility, for these shall be his recompense’.”

The silence in the room was palpable. In almost perfect synchronicity, every head turned to face the man in question only moments before he stormed out of the room, footsteps echoing throughout the house.

"I'm not a narcissist," he said, pacing back and forth as the others entered the room, slowly as if approaching a wild animal that could attack at any second.

"Come on. Look, you can't think anything from that. He's not in his right mind, Hotch," Gideon tried to reassure him, quickly stopping when he was interrupted.

"No, stop. Stop." The room fell quiet once again. "Alright, everybody right now - what's my worst quality?" His head turned frantically around the room, taking in everyone's hesitancy to answer. "Okay, I'll start. I have no sense of humour."

"You're a bully," JJ said hardly a second after he'd finished.

"I'm a bully," he repeated.

"You can be a drill sergeant sometimes."

"Right."

"You don't trust women as much as men."

"Okay, good. I'm all these things, but none of you said that I ever put myself above the team, because I don't, ever. So why did Reid say that I do?"

"Don't jump to any conclusions just yet. Reid is smart. For all we know, he could have been leaving clues this entire time. We just need to find what they are."

"Clues? We don't even know if Reid's aware that we saw that!" His voice raised at Gideon as an exasperated arm was thrown in the air. "What sort of clue is 'narcissist'? That doesn't lead us anywhere. Like you said, Reid is smart. His clues would be more obvious than that."

He turned on his foot, heading back in the direction he came from. The others all shared a look of trepidation before following after him. They'd never seen their boss so unsettled, and in turn it was fraying their nerves in an already precarious situation. Gideon was the only one to look unperturbed but even Emily, who had spent such little time around the man, could see the tightness around his mouth and the stiff way in which he stood. He may have been acting as though he wasn't bothered but they could see right through him. Despite this, they walked on without mentioning it, knowing how private of a man Gideon was.

Back in the computer room, the tension was so thick it was almost suffocating, squeezing their hearts like a clenched fist prepared to strike at any moment. They were all on edge, staring intently at each blank screen as if they would come to life, the answer to the question that was plaguing them all displayed clearly on the screen. But there were no bold letters written out in front of them. There was no easy solution. Their youngest team member was still at the mercy of an unsub that had seemingly no plan to let him leave alive and they had no way of finding him.

Hotch cursed softly under his breath and stalked out of the room once more after several minutes had passed without so much as a mumble from anyone. The team knew better than to feel any shock at Hotch's out of character expletive; none of them could blame the man for not acting like himself. Instead, they looked to Gideon for guidance. The older man held a single hand up, preventing them from joining him in going after Hotch. He searched through the rooms, not finding his colleague in any of them, and then the grounds outside. It was a few feet in front of the house that he finally spotted him. If it wasn't for the gentle rise and fall of his chest, he could've been mistaken for a statue.

"He's still alive."

Hotch showed no sign of having heard Gideon approaching or settling a few steps behind him, and yet he didn't startle at the words, his stare remaining off into the darkness.

"You can't prove that."

"It's Reid. He always survives."

A small sound filled the air. It would have passed for a chuckle if the bitterness had not been so clear, as if it had rotted within him before being set free.

"You know, sometimes I feel like God sent Reid to me for a reason; as if there was something I could do for him. I couldn't even teach him how to deal with the emotional side of this job before I sent him into what's probably going to be the most traumatising thing he's ever going to experience."

"Then you help him through the aftermath. You still have time, Hotch. Your work isn't done."

Hotch shook his head. "I can't save him."

"All by yourself? Probably not, but I wouldn't be surprised if you did. You've got an entire team in there, Hotch, ready to risk everything. You helped him become the agent he is. If there's anybody that can help him again now, it's you. You understand him. I'm sure there's something Reid mentioned that tells us where he is, but we need you to not treat this like he's already gone."

Neither of them spoke. The only noise between them was the delicate wind, soft whispers floating throughout the air as if sending a message that he couldn’t quite decipher. Hotch’s head dropped down to face the dirt below him, a queue for Gideon to leave that he thankfully took, making his way back to the house that he was beyond tired of seeing. A small breath left Hotch’s lips, almost a sigh but not quite. He knew that Gideon was right. Standing outside staring at the ground wasn’t helping anybody but Hankel, and yet he couldn’t quite find it in himself to turn around. Spencer’s words were playing on repeat in his mind.

“He's a classic narcissist. He thinks he's better than everyone else on the team.”

Was he right? Of course he was, Hotch thought to himself. Spencer was never wrong, and he wouldn’t use the word ‘narcissist’ so lightly. But if he truly did put himself above the rest of his team, could he really trust himself to do what was best for one of its members? After all, everybody else was in that god-forsaken house, working tirelessly to bring Spencer home, and here he was: standing alone outside, focusing on his own problems instead of helping them.

With a shuddering breath, he turned around, pausing for only a moment before heading back to his team. Reid may have been right about the narcissism, but he would do everything in his power to get him back regardless. Reid was still alive, and he intended to find him that way as soon as he possibly could.

They all worked until the sun came up, the bright gold rays almost taunting them as they shone in through the windows. It was as the morning light hit that Hotch finally managed to force some of them to sleep. Morgan, JJ and Garcia were the firsts to go, though Morgan was only out for barely two hours before he returned, letting Gideon rest instead. Hotch felt the need to ask if he’d managed to get any sleep at all but based on the drooping of his eyes and the anxious clenching of his fists, he felt it wasn’t necessary.

They continued the search, finding dead end after dead end, and all the while both Hotch and Morgan refused to sleep. Prentiss eventually conceded, taking JJ’s space once she’d woken up. Hotch was rather impressed by how well she functioned on such little rest but he didn’t spare much thought on the matter, knowing that there were more important things at hand. It was only after the third time that they’d nearly fallen asleep on each other that the two men finally accepted that it was time to rest. They needed their entire focus on getting Reid home and they wouldn’t be able to do that if they were incapable of thinking. With heavy hearts and much hesitation, they left the room.

Neither of them had wanted to sleep in the house, the knowledge that they were currently residing in the home of the man that had their friend was hanging over their heads, making it almost impossible to even stand in. Instead, they chose the comfort (or lack thereof) of the FBI SUVs. Hotch climbed into one as Morgan climbed into the other, both immediately sitting in the driver’s seat and laying it back as far as they could go.

Being mid January, there was a strong chill in the air despite the persistent shining of the sun above them. Hotch wrapped his suit jacket tighter around himself, trying to maintain any sense of warmth that the thin clothing gave him. His eyes fell shut and he attempted to fight back every thought that was swarming around in his mind, loud and obnoxious and refusing to leave. It felt like hours of trying to quieten his mind, though in reality it mustn’t have been more than thirty minutes, when the passenger side door opened. His head instantly turned, eyes flying open as the lack of sleep made him more paranoid but less alert.

“I’m guessing I’m not the only one who can’t sleep,” Morgan said as he dropped into the seat next to him, door slamming shut behind him.

Hotch grunted, eyes closing again. “I knew I should’ve just stayed there and continued working.”

“No, you still did the right thing coming out here. I want to be in there just as much as you do but we’re no help if we can’t even stand upright.”

He hummed non-committedly. “Maybe so. Doesn’t make me okay with being out here while my team is in there working.” Typically, Hotch would never speak to a subordinate in such a way. The lack of sleep, however, was really beginning to affect him, taking away his filter.

It was silent for a few beats, no sound to be heard in or out of the car, until Morgan finally spoke again.

“You know Reid doesn’t actually think you’re a narcissist, right?”

“I hardly think it matters. I’m his boss, he’s allowed to view me in whatever way he does and I have no say in that.”

“But you’re not just his boss, you’re his friend. He had to name someone so that Hankel would stop the roulette. He did it as a means of survival and that’s it. There’s nothing more to it.”

Hotch swallowed hard, still refusing to open his eyes. If he didn’t see Morgan there, he could almost pretend he was talking to himself.

“I just… he’s so young, Morgan, and he’s been through so much already.”

“I know,” Morgan replied quietly. “It’s awful just watching him go through it, I can’t imagine what it actually feels like to be trapped there.”

“We haven’t even seen a video of him in hours and I don’t- It’s not like I actually want to see him being hurt but I’m going out of my mind wondering why it’s been so long.”

Morgan sighed. “I wish I had an answer for you, man. I get it, though. Seeing him is awful but at least we know he’s alive. Right now we’re stuck in this weird limbo where Spencer Reid is both alive and not alive and there’s nothing we can do about it.”

“Schrödinger's Spencer.”

Morgan didn’t reply for a moment but when he did, it was with a snort. “That’s such a Reid joke to make.”

Hotch let out a light chuckle. “I suppose it is,” he said, his head gently falling back to rest against the seat behind him, “and I suppose that’s a sign for me to go to sleep.”

“Aaron Hotchner cracking jokes? Absolutely a sign to sleep. Good night.”

A small smile made its way to Hotch’s face for hardly a second but the weight that had been taken off his chest felt more permanent. “Good night, Morgan.”

It only took a few minutes after that for the two of them to drift off into a less than restful slumber, the anxiety still flowing through their veins making it difficult to stay asleep. It was enough, though, and by time they walked back into the house, they were ready to start the search again. “What have we got?” Hotch asked as they entered the room.

“Nothing new,” Prentiss informed them, a restrained disappointment seeping into her words. “We haven’t got any more videos, we’ve searched everywhere that’s connected to him, and there have been no new murders.”

“So another dead end." Morgan's fists clenched by his side but he managed to hold himself back from hitting anything.

“I know it’s difficult,” Gideon said, “but we just have to wait it out. I’m aware that the last thing any of us wants is to sit around doing nothing but until we have something to go off, there’s nothing we can do but be patient.”

“Patient,” Morgan murmured with a small scoff. “Right. I’ll just be patient while my best friend is off being tortured.” His eyes drifted around the room, lending on the stack of books sitting on the table. “I guess I’ll go through Hankel’s writing again, see if we missed anything.”

Hotch watched as he reached for one of the books. “I’ll help.”

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“We’ll have to watch the videos again.”

Every head turned to face Gideon. They’d spent the past few hours reading the books, over and over and over, looking for any little thing they could’ve missed. Garcia had conducted the most in-depth cyber search possible, trying to find anybody and anything that could be connected to either of the Hankel men. Everything had come up empty. The only thing they had yet to do was rewatch the tapes. They knew it was the next logical step but the thought of watching Reid go through that pain all over again made them feel sick to their stomachs.

“JJ, Garcia, neither of you need to stay for this. Go see if you can get some food together for us, it’s been a while since any of us have eaten a real meal. I know it’s already dark but take a car and see if you can find something. Prentiss, Morgan, you’re free to join them if you’d rather but your eyes would be of use here.”

Once Garcia had loaded the videos ready to be played, her and JJ followed Hotch’s orders, though not without some hesitation from the latter. Morgan and Prentiss immediately sat down without a word, prepared to watch them regardless of how much they wished it wasn’t necessary. It was an unspoken agreement to not acknowledge the way everybody froze momentarily as the first video started, an image of Reid coming onto the screen, clear signs of physical trauma evident.

“The other heathens are watching. Choose a sinner to die, and I’ll say the name and address of the person to be saved.”

“I won't choose who gets slaughtered and have you leave their remains behind like a poacher.”

“Did you see that?” Morgan asked. “The way he looked into the camera before he spoke. What did he say - ‘leave their remains behind like a poacher’? I think that’s a clue.”

Gideon considered him for a moment. “I think you might be right. Here,” he handed him his notebook and pen, “write it down.” He played the next video.

“Tobias, help me.”

“He can’t help you, he’s weak!”

All four of the viewers flinched as skin hit against skin; as whimpers and cries fell from Reid’s lips. Morgan’s fist hitting the table was ignored as the agent on screen fell back in his chair, head hitting the floor with great force.

“You came back to life.”

“Raphael.”

Their focus didn’t leave the screen, watching intently as Reid stared God’s Will directly in the eye and didn’t flinch, God’s angel holding the trigger.

“Choose.”

“I choose Aaron Hotchner. He’s a classic narcissist.”

Hotch exhaled deeply but didn’t stop watching, listening to the words that had been playing on repeat in his mind since he’d first heard them. Morgan’s mouth opened as if to speak when Prentiss suddenly raised a hand in front of her, stopping whatever he was going to say. The men looked up at her and she put a finger to her lips, her other hand pointing in the direction of the room next door. They remained silent, ears straining to hear what Prentiss was referring to. It was a few moments later that they realised what it was - a small thump.

Immediately alert, they all reached for their weapons, drawing them up and preparing to defend each other. Hotch crept forward, signaling for the others to get behind him. He moved soundlessly, slowly approaching the door frame that led to the front room. Once at the edge, he glanced into the room, immediately spotting the man standing on the other side.

Morgan moved to stand next to his boss. Gideon and Prentiss would’ve taken the only other door in the room, leaving him with no exit, but there was no path to get there without passing him. Instead, they pressed close, ready to charge in behind Hotch and Morgan. As they were about to move, the man turned around.

“Aaron Hotchner,” Hankel said, voice low but strong, back straight as he stared down his target. “You’re a sinner. Job 15:31. ‘Let him not deceive himself and trust in emptiness, vanity, falseness, and futility, for these shall be his recompense.’ You must repent.”

His arm hadn’t raised more than a few inches before four different guns went off, bullets lodging into several different parts of his body. He dropped.

Gideon immediately pushed forward, crouching down to check the man’s pulse. “Dead,” he told them.

“Did you hear what he said?” Hotch’s voice was subdued, his gaze fixed on the body on the floor.

“What about it?” Prentiss asked.

“Job 15:31. He said it was Job 15:31. Reid said it was Genesis 23:4. Why would he get it wrong?”

“He’s under a lot of stress. It’s understandable if he misremembered something,” Morgan answered, though he sounded sceptical.

“But he didn’t misremember it. He misquoted it. So what does Genesis 23:4 actually say?” They all hurried to the bookcase that contained bibles, Hotch getting there first and instantly grabbing the closest copy to flick through the pages, sparing hardly a glance at each. “Here,” he said, passing his book to Morgan, “Genesis, chapter twenty-three, verse four. Read it.”

Morgan took the offered bible, finding where Hotch gestured before reading it out loud. “I am a stranger and a sojourner with you. Give me property, forbear a place among you that I may bury my dead out of my sight.”

“He wouldn’t get it wrong unless it was on purpose.” Shock and relief stretched his lips into a smile.

“He’s in a cemetery.” Prentiss realised.

At that moment, the door opened and in walked the two that had left earlier, each with a bag on their arm. “Oh my God,” Garcia gasped as she saw the man on the floor, bag falling next to her feet with a thud. “Who is that?!”

“Is that Hankel?” JJ placed her bag down next to Garcia’s but paid no more attention to the food it contained, her focus entirely on the face that was currently surrounded by a pool of its own blood.

“It is,” Hotch answered quickly. “Garcia, check to see if there have been any reports of poaching in the last couple of days.”

“Okay, okay, uh…” She trailed off as she rushed to the computer with the others following, taking care to not step in the blood. It took less than a minute for her to set up the system and conduct her search. “A farmer reported two sheep being slaughtered on his property.”

“Where are we talking?”

Garcia zoomed in on the map in response to Morgan’s question.

“What’s that patch of green there?”

“Marshall Parish,” Hotch replied to JJ. “I think it’s an old plantation.”

Emily leaned forward, catching everyone’s attention. “Wait. Tobias wrote in his journals about staying clean and keeping away from Marshall.”

“Does that say that there’s a cemetery on the ground?” Gideon pointed at the screen.

“We’ve found him,” Hotch breathed. “We’re going to save him.”

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“FBI!”

As soon as Hotch’s foot hit the floor after kicking the door open, he was moving. Along with some of the local police, the team entered the cabin, guns drawn and eyes on alert as they searched for any sign of their missing agent.

“Clear!”

“Oh! What’s that smell?” Prentiss scrunched her face up against the overwhelming scent in the air, casting her glance around the room to find the source. She spotted it on the floor: a pile of burnt fish. The smell threatened to take over their senses as they coughed against it, fighting the urge to leave immediately.

“Let’s spread out. He has to be here somewhere. Let’s go!” Hotch stormed ahead, looking as though the stench hadn’t had the slightest effect on him.

Gideon watched as everybody fanned out to search the grounds as his eyes took one last look over the room, being drawn to the pair of handcuffs laying haphazardly on a chair that he clearly recognised from the videos. Spencer had been sitting in that chair. He’d had those handcuffs on him. He’d been surrounded by that smell. So where was he now? He couldn’t have let himself out of those cuffs, but Hankel wouldn’t have just let him roam free.

With that thought in mind, he left into the darkness of the winter night, the chill immediately seeping into his bones despite the thick clothing he had on to protect himself. An image of Spencer, as frozen as the real Charles Hankel, pushed its way to the front of his mind completely unbidden. He did his best to shove it back, knowing it wouldn’t help. It didn’t leave.

They scoured the cemetery, searching over every inch looking for anything that might tell them where Spencer was before it was too late. Hankel must’ve left him hours ago without a fire or any other means of warmth, it was no wonder that he’d finally become desperate enough to leave the cabin on his own accord despite the great risks it presented him, Hotch thought.

He was aware that Spencer could’ve made it to a road by now but judging by the presumed lack of shoes and warmth, as well as his recently sustained injuries, he felt that it was reasonable to assume that he hadn’t gotten far. Just to cover all bases, he sent some local officers further up, closer to where they’d arrived from.

They’d been searching for over twenty minutes when they finally found something. A patch of soil, packed more freshly than that around it. It had been recently planted within the last few days.

“Morgan!” Hotch yelled at the top of his lungs, above the noise of everybody else calling out a different name. He instantly dropped to his knees and began clawing at the dirt, scraping it out and throwing it in random directions, not paying any mind to anybody around him. A body dropped down next to him and hands joined his own but neither looked at the other, concentrating only on the cold ground below them.

They dug and they dug until they hit something - something colder than the dirt it was surrounded with, something much paler. They continued tearing at the floor even more savagely than before, desperation leaking through at the sight of the foreign object. Fear gripped them tighter than the cold did, making them work harder and faster until suddenly a white cloth was visible, soon followed by a familiar dark red.

“No, no, no, no,” Morgan muttered, each word faster and louder than the last. “Come on, man!”

Hotch pulled away dirt from higher up, more gently this time, though he refused to acknowledge what could be under it until he finally saw it. A face, skin soft and almost glistening in the moonlight, marred by dirt and blood. Spencer.

He wedged an arm underneath his back as soon as the opportunity presented itself, Morgan having pulled enough of the ground off of his arms for it to not cause any harm, and he pulled. Once the top half of his body was fully out of the dirt, his hand raised on its own accord in search of a pulse as Morgan set to work on the CPR.

No pulse.

His breath caught in his throat but his fingers didn’t move. He was vaguely aware of the ringing in his ears but he ignored it.

“Please, Spencer. Please,” he forced out through gritted teeth. “Wake up. Come on. Wake up!”

“Not like this, pretty boy. Not like this.”

Morgan hadn’t stopped the CPR, going harder than what was necessary. It didn’t escape Hotch’s notice that any CPR at all may be unnecessary as he took a closer look at the boy in front of him. His eyes were closed and his skin was freezing to the touch. At first Hotch assumed that he must have been buried only hours before, likely just before Hankel left on his final self-righteous mission. Now, though, as he stared at the blue-tinted pallor of the agent in front of him, he doubted it.

Spencer Reid had been dead for at least a day now.

“Morgan, stop,” he muttered half-heartedly, his line of sight not moving from eyes that wouldn’t open. He’d never forced Spencer to make eye contact with him before but he was wishing with everything he had that just this once, he would; that just this once, Spencer would open his eyes and stare right back at him.

The aggressive panting by his ear hadn’t stopped, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away. What if Spencer opened his eyes for only a second as he looked away? What if he missed Spencer’s final breath? What if-

“Morgan. You have to stop.” His voice was weak but it was all he could muster, still not looking away but being able to see the hands still pumping down on Reid’s chest as he periodically reached up to perform mouth-to-mouth. “Morgan.” He didn’t stop. “Morgan!”

He finally snatched his eyes away from those in front of him, becoming frozen in place as he watched Morgan lose control of the tears rolling down his face. Small sobs fell from his lips but he was clearly holding them back, trying so hard to save a dead man. It didn’t look as though he’d even heard Hotch’s words.

With a shaking breath, Hotch put his hand on Morgan’s arm, not surprised when it was instantly thrown off in a rather violent manner. He put his hand back, holding tighter but still getting thrown off. He forced himself to sit back, body threatening to collapse under the stress of it. Harsher than before, he gripped Morgan’s arm and pulled. Nothing. He pulled again. Nothing.

“Morgan, he's dead. You have to stop.”

Morgan furiously shook his head but otherwise didn’t acknowledge him, leaving Hotch with only one other option. He wrapped both of his arms around the man’s torso and pulled as hard as he could, refusing to let go no matter how much the struggling man tried to get away. Morgan’s arms flailed wildly but Hotch didn’t budge.

“You did all you could, Morgan. You did all you could. There’s nothing more to do. I’m sorry,” he murmured into his ear, the low volume not entirely on purpose.

“No!” Morgan shouted, fighting harder against the restraints of Hotch’s arms. “We can’t just give up on him!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he repeated, finding himself unable to stop apologising despite the fact that the words were unable to reach the ears of the person they were meant for.

“Hotch, we can’t- we can’t just give up. We can’t just give up.” At this point Morgan had stopped struggling, both against Hotch and the sobs that were now ripping their way out of his throat. His head buried itself into Hotch’s shoulder as his hands came up to grip onto the arms around him, his legs slightly curling up as wails of agony tore through him.

Around them stood the rest of the team, watching the scene in front of them unfold whilst knowing that there was nothing they could do to help. JJ and Penelope were wrapped around each other, tears falling freely from their eyes as they listened to the slowly quieting cries of the usually hard-to-break agent. Emily was completely frozen, her breath slowing to almost a complete stop. Gideon’s face remained unchanged, though the tears blurring his vision were hard to miss. He took one more look at the man he considered his son, and he turned around, walking away back into the darkness.

Hotch’s arms loosened but didn’t let go of the man inside of them. His apologies hadn’t stopped even as his eyes became less focused, his mind trying to take him somewhere far away but failing to take him further than that cabin. It was ironic, he thought, that a house belonging to someone so dedicated to his worship could be so void of God. No, there was no God here, but there had been an angel, and he’d taken Spencer Reid away from them.

“I’m sorry,” Hotch whispered. “I should’ve understood.”

#hiii<3 #i wish i spent more time on this i might rewrite it a little before i post it on archive but idk yet #i know that there are mistakes in this pls forgive them i havent edited this yet #cmficweek

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madeimpact · 3 years ago

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💕 hi neg i wuv u <3

Positivity roulette || @duelingoddesses || Accepting

HI KATHY I wuv u too!! And since I Totally Pranked You by already talking about you before answering your specific ask, I’m gonna use this opportunity to do more positivity toward our lil group chat

I fully blame @forideals for dragging me so deep into KIU hell that my blog now catfishes you into thinking it’s just a Pit blog before turning out to be a multimuse. Surprised she hasn’t throttled me for stealing her identity tbh /j

But seriously she has such an understanding of not just the KIU world / characters, but that of everyone she writes, and it’s so clear that every one of her muses is written from a place of love. Straight up I owe it to her to watch a playthrough of Like a Dragon now because her Ichi is so lovable? Not to mention her impeccable taste in anime rhythm game lesbians.

I will also let her make fun of me OOC for playing Smash any day, I deserve it

#forideals #duelingoddesses #❛ ooc: inbox.

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eevee-nova · 4 years ago

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Hi! I saw your ask meme and i was wondering what would be your answers for 7 and 51 😈

Hi! Thank you for asking! So obvs this is gonna have spoilers but that’s not a surprise lol. Also I apologize in advance if this ends up way too rant-y...

7. Favorite Class Trial from All the Games

I’m guessing this question is one for each game and if it isn’t, oh well! I’m naming one per game!

For THH I would say it’s Trial 4. Sakura is an amazing character, the twist of her being the traitor was unexpected and well executed because her motives for both teaming up with and then later betraying Monokuma made sense for her character. The twists and turns throughout the trial were, admittedly, a little obvious with how the evidence was set up (throwing the blame on Hiro and Toko made me think it really wasn’t either of them), but tbh I really was expecting it to end with Hina as the culprit. Finding out Sakura killed herself was both heartbreaking and surprising. The character moments are so good too! A lot of ppl fault Hina for trying to get everyone killed but honestly, I think it was justified for someone like her in the situation she was in. Plus the bonus of the whole “emotions vs. logic” argument that jumpstarts Byakuya’s character development was a nice touch. Overall, the trial had emotional impact, interesting twits, and important character moments that served as a great turning point for the narrative as a whole.

For DR2, its also gotta be Trial 4. Gundham was my fave character from DR2, and him being a blackened surprised me. The lead up to the trial was interesting (even if the motive was a really forced one), and the stuff with the final dead room was really cool. I liked playing as Nagito for a bit and the whole Russian roulette thing was funny. But I think my fave part about it was how it was essentially a perfect crime. If Fuyuhiko did not happen to be where he was when he was, Gundham could have gotten away with it. And if Nagito wasn’t as batshit insane as he was, they never would’ve learned the secret of the funhouse. The mysteries in the trial were actually challenging, and required a lot of critical thinking to solve which was fun! The motive made sense, and Gundham seeking out Nekomaru worked for both their characters. It really was a moment of understanding, where they both accepted their deaths (whatever role they ended up playing) to save the others. It was definitely bittersweet, and totally made me cry, but I really enjoyed it overall.

For V3, I feel like this is kind of obvious from the giant neon “oumota shipper” sign, but Trial 5. V3 was an... interesting ride for me, mainly because I knew a lot of what happened before I even played it. I did not however, know shit about Trial 5. Which honestly, made the whole experience better. From a narrative sense, it was pretty obvious Kokichi was the one under the press, but what was holding me back from really solidifying my stance on that, was that I could not imagine Kaito doing all the shit that the person in the exisal was doing. Kaito was my fave character from V3 (and prob overall) because not only am I a sucker for himbos, but the complexities behind his motivations interested me. (I could rant about him for hours) And this trial just skyrocketed my love for him because he had so many badass moments. Kokichi’s role was still so prevalent, even after his death, and the amount of planning and intelligence required for this plan to work is just mind blowing! The lead up was interesting (even knowing that Kokichi wasn’t the mastermind), the motive made sense, the plot twist of the Kaito/Kokichi team up was one of the best twists I’ve seen in any media, and the result was so emotionally impactful, it made for a nearly perfect narrative. I think my favorite thing about it though, was the backseat Shuichi (and therefore you, as the player) ended up taking. It truly felt like you were playing as a secondary character observing the real protag and antag battle it out. The game really hangs on the protagonist bit. From the twist in chapter one to how often Shuichi is hyped up by the other characters as the only one they can rely on in the trials, his importance is hammered into you from the beginning. But yet when their actual best shot at ending the game happens, he’s just watching it unfold from the sidelines. Its neat! Overall this trial was emotionally impactful, confusing as hell (in a great way), and had some of the best character moments in the series. (Also Kaito dying before the execution could kill him was an amazing final middle finger to Monokuma, the mastermind, and Danganronpa as a whole. Love it.)

51. Character you Thought you Were Gonna Dislike but Loved in the End

This is a super interesting one and mainly cuz I never really find myself “disliking” characters. I will have characters that I don’t really pay much attention to or care about, but those usually end up being ones that don’t hold significance to the story, so its never really a big deal. That being said, idk if this is gonna come as a surprise or not, but my honest answer is, Kokichi.

I wouldn’t even say I “disliked” him really, so much as, my opinion of him changed the most in a positive way. I was already deep in the fandom by the time I started V3, and I saw the fandom’s opinion of him, and since I’m not one to really like the most popular option, I didn’t have high expectations. And don’t get me wrong, I love antagonists, villain characters are usually some of my favorites, but something about the fandom interpretation of him didn’t make me all that curious or excited about him.

When I was first introduced to him, he struck me as the type that was an asshole for the sake of being an asshole, and a lot of what he did was kind of annoying. He progressively got more and more unhinged, his motives didn’t make a lot of sense to me, and I was starting to get the impression that his entire character was going boil down to “out of his mind insane so he’s evil”. Which tbh, is a pretty boring villain trope. He was fun and entertaining during the trials, and I was never against any of the shitty things he did because he’s the antag, its what he’s supposed to do. But overall, I just sort of felt like he didn’t live up to the hype, and he was only popular because he was “edgy, evil, crazy boi.”

But then, of course, Chapter 5 happened lol. Finding out Kokichi’s motivations, seeing his true intentions, and leaving him off as a mystery ended up transforming him into one of my favorite characters. I really liked that he turned out to be crazy because he was smart instead of smart because he was crazy. If his final words are to be believed, he didn’t like doing the things he did, he felt like his hand was forced, and each one of his actions was carefully planned out in order to achieve his goals, which ended up being well meaning. Making him a foil to Kaito’s character ultimately made his character that much better because it showed the other side of his coin. It challenged his methods, while also putting the player in the position of evaluating their morals, because of how much better his way of doing things worked.

Kokichi is a great anti-hero. Which is a character type I love. It just took me a while to get to that point because of how the game frames him up until the reveal of his true nature. I think he ends up being a much better character on a second playthrough, because you can actually see the reasons behind a lot of what he does. His asshole behavior becomes much more tolerable, his motivations make a lot more sense, and a lot of his irredeemable actions become understandable.

#ok yea this turned into a rant #I am so sorry!!#but thank you for the ask #it was a lot of fun!#danganronpa #dr2 #drv3 #asky thingys

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porcellune · 5 years ago

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so im in this killing game rp as nagito,, and its rough. ive been drawing lots for it and this isnt even all of it, just my first bit of art.

explanations about the rp underneath cut, sorry its gonna be long i cant help but ramble about the rp its really good

its non-canon related, obviously, since its an independent killing game outside of the canon ones, with characters from all 4 games in it. but oof the development that happened

first drawing is ch1 - simpler times. were using the hopes peak map, which means only 15 dorms, so nagito got put in the trash room. hajime offered to let him stay in his dorm. obviously, this led to “uh oh theres only one bed!” even though nagito was willing to sleep on the bathroom floor so he wouldnt make an ultimate be close to him, gundham ended up bursting in and taking the bathroom.

next drawing is ch3 - i didnt draw anything for ch2 even though it was wild rip. but in ch2 hajime ended up revealing he had no talent which led to nagito acting mean all of sudden, but he was still denying the feelings he had developed. during ch3, the girls - sayaka, mahiru, chiaki, komaru, and sonia - made an idol group together and decided to perform. hajime ended up helping them, seemingly not knowing that he even knew how to dance himself, and nagito got a bit flustered by it but pretended otherwise.

then, after the concert, nagito asked sayaka if he could steal the stage. he got up on it and pulled out a gun and played russian roulette, which led to everyone panicking and getting furious with him, and ultimately led to the circumstances in which sayaka was murdered that day.

last two drawings are ch4 - in ch4, we woke up in a virtual reality on a cruise ship. in the previous chapter nagito had gotten lectured by the girls regarding how he was acting towards hajime, and was grappling with the fact he still had feelings for hajime, despite knowing he was talentless. hajime had also told him in the previous chapter, after they were paired up for the motive (valentines motive, lovers sort of thing) that he was pursuing talent, and showed him a scar, but didnt elaborate. so nagito was trying to talk to hajime on the ship, possibly to apologize or at least act nicer, but hajime kept avoiding him.

nagito got framed for murder but when doesnt that happen. but just before we logged out of VR to investigate the body in the real world, hajime started freaking out and saying he didnt want to die, and if the logged out, it would be over. he didnt say this to nagito though, he said it to some of the others. so when we woke up, hajime was missing, and nagito was the first to ask where he was. he was no where to be found in the school. nagito continued on with investigating, despite internally panicking, he was acting unphased.

hajime didn’t show up until just before the trial started. kokichi had made a cruel joke in the elevator, saying he saw hajime’s body in the trash room. nagito told him bluntly that it was a cruel joke to make, and left the elevator quickly to go check. but as soon as he turned the corner, hajime was walking down the hall - but he wasn’t hajime anymore. that’s what the comic is about, their meeting in the hallway.

after the trial, it was clear by now it was izuru, and not hajime anymore. so nagito tried to talk to him in private, and the last drawing is what resulted. izuru basically told him hajime was dead, and nagito began to actually break down, feeling nothing but despair in that moment. he didn’t even get to tell hajime his actual feelings before he lost him, and he blamed himself and his luck, since he let himself get close and attached to hajime.

#nagito komaeda #hajime hinata #izuru kamukura #komahina #kamukoma #danganronpa 2 #super danganronpa 2 #danganronpa #sdr2 #my art #im working on a lot more art for it rn #but i wanted to post these doodles altogether

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wincore · 4 years ago

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anyways, as per tradition, here are my favorite lines from romeo roulette!!:

“so you’re not interested?” “who said that?” SO FUNNYNY even as a side character u nail sicheng’s humor 😭

“Do you think they’re X-men? We’re a long corridor and closed doors away.” KILLED MEEE this fr made me chuckle... jaehyun u r such a pain... doesn’t kill u to be cautious 🙄🙄

“....and they think I’m in a gay relationship with Taeyong because we still have our friendship rings from college.” PLEAAAAASE I LAUGHED OUT LOUDJDJ THEIR FRIENDSHIP RINGS ARE VALID!

“I want you enough to forget the system. Give me an answer. Please.” felt my chest SQUEEZE here i went into this fic knowing jaehyun would be the one to bare his heart first but it still hurt

“He takes a deep breath. ‘It hurts to not be wanted by someone you want. You know that. So why are you doing this to me?’” HURT SO BADDDDD TEARS ROLLED

“I don’t give a shit about the system. The same as your girlfriend—oh, sorry, did you forget about her already?” THE CONFRONTATION DID NOT DISAPPOINT AT ALL!!!!!!! i was crying during most of it but this line is just [chef’s kiss] what the FUCK do u know abt soulmates dongmin... whore

“Sicheng sighs. Love makes people crazy. He’s not falling into that trap when his soulmate literally doesn’t exist, the same as his soulmark.” WAHH???????? HE DOESNT??? Ok well me neither,... i volunteer 😗😗

- tata 💖 (the last ask abt R.R. was from me too, forgot to sign it!!)

love u for this Tata honestly, this made my day 💕

HDHDJDJDJD sicheng in this fic is who I am in my friend group (kind of) and him being subtly but not so subtly nosy sounds like him.

Omg the x men dialogue is from my friend !! She was loudly complaining about our prof so ofc our mom friend was like shh!!! not so loud!! And she was like ya our prof isn't an x man (and she hasn't watched the series) it was rlly funny at the moment kdjfjdk

Everyone in the office also thinks he's in a gay relationship with taeyong but can u blame them 😔

I just like making jaehyun's character suffer in fics and I'm not sorry </3 he deserves a little angst. Also him being petty with dongmin needed to be a scene bc that man is still competitive 🤚 HDJRJRJD YOI CALLING DONGMIN A WH*RE PLS 😭😭😭 I SNORTED SO LOUD MY NOSE HURTS ....

omg I kind of let it rest there instead of explaining but sicheng doesn't have a soulmark bc his soulmate doesn't have a soulmark either 😌👍(crappy explanation but that's what I had in mind dbfnfn) so yeah you can volunteer alright ‼️

#love u tata #tata 💖#anon #answered

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jungshookz · 5 years ago

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Dr. Cee, most of your asks are about your characters but what about YOU?? Are there any girl groups that you like?? How are you feeling? Do you have pets? L O L - *smooch*

omg dr. cee!!!! that makes me sound smarter B-) thank u for asking me these questions i am excited to answer them

i’m not tOO big on girl groups but i do listen to a couple of red velvet and twice songs every now and then!!! just their popular ones because i don’t know what else to listen to :D russian roulette always gets me bouncing up and down!!!

i’m doing just fine!! i aM feeling a little sluggish today but i’m just going to blame it on quarantine B-)

when i was nine i had a little bunny named vanilla and i loved her to death because she had one floppy ear and one straight ear <3 and she had a brown patch on her floppy ear <3 ALSO i had a pet snail when i was 14!! i was upset because my mom told me i wasn’t allowed to have anY pets with fur so when i went out for a run i noticed a little snail on the ground and i picked it up with a leaf and brought it home and was like :-) u said no fur :-) this is all slime and no fur :-) and i thought it would piss her off but long story short my mom basically fell in love with it anD she named him sulley aND he lived a long and happy life (we had him for four years!!) and we keep his shell in a display box!! ALSO he loved strawberries!!! he grew to be the size of my whole hand which was terrifying

and we would give him tiny showers with the garden hose every day!! i was going to get him a friend before he died but then i found out that snails were hermaphrodites and if i stuck another one in his tank he would either get her pregnant or would be impregnated so i was like ok maybe not

oh aND one time he ate through my math notebook and everyone in the class thought i was high on drugs when i told the teacher i didn’t have the assignment done because my snail ate through my homework

i wish i was lying

#answered

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hashtagartistlife · 5 years ago

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▲ for inoue

lmfao I KNEW i was gonna get a bleach-related one it was a russian roulette toss-up between inoue ih bleach itself and kubo and i guess inoue drew the short stick!

anyway, inoue:

when she confesses to rangiku during the arrancar invasion that she’s jealous and petty and selfish I think that was an incredibly accurate assessment of herself. People tend to view inoue as self-sacrificial to the extreme; I’m gonna posit the exact opposite. Inoue’s primary character trait is selfishness, and her self-sacrificial tendencies actually stem from her need to have people view her as pitiable, and therefore as lovable + worthy of attention and protection.

Like, I know the sentence ‘inoue is selfish’ elicits a knee-jerk response of ‘how the HELL is she selfish’, but, like, I’m not talking ‘won’t share a snickers bar with a friend during lunch break’ selfish, I’m talking primary character motivation kind of selfish. Everyone’s selfish to some degree, it’s a goddamn survival instinct! and it’s no wonder that inoue, who’s had to survive hostile situations since she was little, has a little more of it than most other people. Inoue’s niceness is a coping mechanism!!!! Some people get traumatized and become prickly and shut the world out. Inoue got traumatized and decided, well, she’s going to go in with all white flags waving. She’s gonna extend her wrist out to people wielding knives, and well, if they slit her wrist, at least the people watching won’t be able to blame her- they’ll be on her side, they’ll think she was a poor thing who got taken advantage of. inoue isn’t self-sacrificial in the usual sense of the word; her self-sacrificial tendencies are for display, for an ulterior motive. and the ulterior motive is: love me. you can’t hate me, not when I’m this nice. Not when I’m risking life and limb for what’s ‘’’’’right’’’’’.

you can really see this base motivation come through in the arrancar arc, especially when she’s healing loly and menoly after they abuse her. That part? it was’t put in the manga to show what a paragon of mental fortitude and purity inoue is. it was put in there to show us that inoue has an unhealthy obsession with needing to appear as ‘worthy of love and protection’ at all times, and that’s why she’s in hueco mundo. She’s not there for some lofty reason like ‘i’ll kill your friends if you don’t come’ – that’s the reason given for it out loud, sure. But the unspoken, subconscious motivation was that she needed to know they’ll all come to rescue her- that she is worthy of All That, just like kuchiki-san was. That’s why the other nakama are dying out there in the sands – because of her. because she needed to know that she was as worthy and as loved as kuchiki-san. that scene wasn’t an ode to inoue’s all-forgiving nature. it was a condemnation. (shit, that entire arc was a condemnation of inoue, and funnily enough, ichigo. because their faults lie along a very similar ley line– it’s why they’re so terrible for each other. but that’s another meta for another day.)

anyway, that doesn’t mean she’s not a nice person. Who cares if her actions are motivated by a subconscious trauma response that not even inoue fully recognises is driving her? The actions themselves are good actions. Just as a tragic backstory and childhood trauma doesn’t excuse you being a raging asshole, a tragic backstory and childhood trauma doesn’t negate the good actions that you do because of it. Inoue does good things, and she means well, and it’s only because her genre HAPPENED to be shounen (where every fucking NPC on the street has superhuman goodness and courage + her actions, however well-meaning, led to actual blood and consequences for people) that her faults even came to light in the first place. That’s out of her control!

So basically, i guess the unpopular opinion here is: inoue’s primary character trait is selfish. but a) that’s because it’s a coping mechanism and trauma response, and b) it doesn’t negate the fact that she does Good Things with Good Intent, and c) I LIKE HER BETTER WITH A LITTLE SELFISHNESS ANYWAY. SEASON YOUR FOOD. LET YOUR FEMALE CHARACTERS BE FLAWED ETC ETC

#tw bleach and inoue analysis smh thats an entire genre on its own #Anonymous #q&a #replies #bleach #bleach meta #fangirl life

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Terms Of Agreement | Terms Of AU

The monster under your bed, the one in the closet, and your sleep paralysis demon fight for custody. g/t, FNAF bois

To See And To Hear | Ghost Jeremy AU

Fazbear Corporation has a dark past full of death and murder. On one hand, it'd be safe to assume at least one unrestful spirit would haunt their last resting place. On the other, if they knew the plans William Afton had in store, any reason to stay should immediately be replaced with moving on as soon as possible. FNAF bois

Tempting Fate

The disappearance of Fazbear Entertianment's original owners has left the company declining with every year. Afton Robotics is out of business, only one location is in operation, and night guards have been disappearing. But why should Mike Schmidt care? He wouldn't, if it wasn't for the fact he was dragged kicking and screaming back into the center of it all.

Chapter 1

| Five Nights At Freddy’s

| Chaptered Stories

Character Introductions Canon Under FNAF bois

FNAF bois descriptions

Give An Inch

The saying of ‘give someone an inch and they go a mile’ sums up David’s life perfectly considering it has and always will be in other’s hands. Literally. g/t, FNAF bois

Part 1 | Part 2

Heart Of Gold

The lesson of the day is to not shrink a thief. g/t and FNAF bois

Part 1 | Part 2

Hand Held

Isn’t everyone supposed to be able to shrink and grow at will? No? Just Mike? g/t, FNAF bois

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

G U I D E

Jeremy in the same room as his parents never worked out well when his ‘stuttering phase’ started. And after everything he’s decided, it’d be even worse of a decision. Not to mention at a social gathering. One where he’d have to go against everything he believes. All the while knowing he’ll be tortured if he goes, or declines. In short terms Jeremy can never win. g/t, FNAF bois

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

On The Fritz

David agreed to take care of someone named Fritz. He did not sign up for being the guardian of the physical embodiment of the word ‘fritz’. g/t, FNAF bois

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Night Guards For Sale Complete

Everyone says the world is a cruel place. That if it turns its back on you, you turn your back against it. Something that’s extremely hard to do when it’s essentially impossible to escape. Not that Mike won’t fight as hard as he possibly can. g/t, FNAF bois

In The Palm Of My Hand

The population of the world has reached its carrying capacity. In the need to ensure resources won’t be completely diminished, a solution was found in the form of a virus. The only true question lies in being an individual society would chose to have, or to get infected due to having no desirable traits. g/t, FNAF bois

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

Mike Messed Up Complete

Mike was just another night guard waiting to be killed by the end of the week. No more, no less. The thing is, how exactly are you supposed to react to your victim never hearing Phone Guy's messages, and instead is assigned to clean the dining room long after the clock strikes midnight?

Interlude

Jeremy Messed Up

Mike was just a night guard waiting to be killed by the end of the week. Now, he is the proud, and soon to be sole owner, of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Business is booming, animatronics are teeming with life, and Foxy is back in the spotlight after so many years. Even so, the dark past of Freddy's is slowly encroaching upon them. One with more ties than they could ever imagine.

| Oneshots

A Little Bit Goes A Long Way

To be faced with your own mortality, would it change you for the better, or worse? David never thought he'd have to answer such a question. g/t, FNAF bois

When In Rome

What's better than borrowers? Having a shrunken human to show the ropes. g/t, FNAF bois

Snowfall And Dread

The snow is thawing, but it’s still here. How despicable would it be if a lil tiny Fritz had to walk home through thick snow after his shift? g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Making It Up As You Go

Plan A: Find a way to stop the giant robot apocalypse. Plan B: Join forces with one of the previously mentioned giant robots. g/t, FNAF bois

First Aid

Do you know how much the thought of giant Eggs and tiny James makes my brain go brrr????? g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Pocket Doctor

I need more tiny James in my life. He’s very holdable. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Help Unwanted

Fazbear employees are expected to wear many hats. If you're a night guard, you will be a day guard as needed, as well as a mechanic. And because this is Fazbear's, training is trail by fire. FNAF bois

In Your Corner

Mike is the best giant to have guarding you g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Stitches ‘N Snitches

What was James supposed to do? Not help despite being a highly trained medical professional? g/t, FNAF bois

Keep Your Distance

if fritz, do to instincts takes a shrunk David g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Promise

A case study of Scott and Vincent. FNAF bois

Corporate Events And Chaos

one of the normally giants gets shrunk down by William and they have to navigate the pizzeria during a special adult only event. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

How To Care For Your Sick Scott

a thank you story featuring a feverish Scott. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

The Finer Things

Someone shrinking and just getting hit with hella enhanced smell. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

The Enigma Known As Scott

A giant manhandling a tiny, like grip too tight and inspecting everything, and putting the tiny in their pant pocket. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Stress Ball

David needs to finally follow up on his threat on using a tiny as a stress ball. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Animatronics vs. Tinies

THE ANIMATRONICS MUST INTERACT WITH THINE TINIES. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

David Appreciation

iam infatuated with davids character. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Ignorance At Its Finest

Wouldn’t the smell of the giants be amplified for the smalls? Everything else is amplified. David’s cologne would be overpowering to anyone unfortunate enough to be near him. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Getting Underfoot

you know that little gap in dress shoes… what if a tiny was under an unaware giant with dress shoes on in that gap… and they were tapping their foot. g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Unadulterated Chaos

Can we have a child (or human) beat the ever loving crap out of a big animatronic and down an entire saltshaker’s worth of pure salt ask

A New Year

To continue the tradition, a special New Year drabble to kick off 2024, curtesy of Scott. g/t, FNAF bois

To The New Year

In lieu of a new year, do you think we can have the FNAF Bois and the BATIM Bois celebrate? g/t, FNAF bois, ask

Walking Backwards

No, Scott isn’t a true giant living in a giant only district. Yes, not telling anyone he’s human is admittedly a bit dangerous. No, he’s not telling anyone. Especially Vincent. g/t, FNAF bois

The Hunter Tamer

No matter who you talk to, there’s always ways to get what you want. Bribing with money, power, or…toaster waffles. g/t, FNAF bois

And Why Not Trust Yourself

In which they learn a powerful lesson of why they should listen to Jeremy more often. FNAF bois

Beggars Can’t Be Choosers

There’s not enough of Mike torturing Scott. This is to make up for the lack thereof. g/t, FNAF bois

D To The D

You need three things when you start a D&D campaign. 1. a dungeon master. 2. a couple of friends. 3. and a few more friends you shrink to use as miniatures. g/t, FNAF bois

Fighting Lessons

A giant doing a surprisingly well job with teaching a human to fight. g/t, FNAF bois

DnD Backstory

How a cleric became loyal to the God of Favors. g/t, FNAF bois

Halloween

Halloween means a newly shrunken Jeremy who’s been hiding demands candy. Jeremy’s can’t survive without candy. g/t, FNAF bois

David’s New Pet

In which David by law adopted someone to be their guardian. It’s not his fault it sounds like he’s adopted a pet. g/t, FNAF bois

Cupaphobia

Jeremy gets trapped under a cup. g/t, FNAF bois

Family Secrets

The shortest of short size-shifter oneshot ever. g/t, FNAF bois

Give And Take

Borrowers aren’t supposed to adopt humans for obvious reasons. Yet David did. g/t, FNAF bois

Followed By A Shadow

Being apart of the second generation doesn’t automatically make everyone love an adore you. And while Lefty will do anything for Fritz, he still doesn’t know how to feel about his son. FNAF bois

To Anger A Father

Five teenagers, with four being giants and one being human, all attending a night out on a Friday unsupervised, might not be the best combination. g/t, FNAF bois

Excuses, Excuses

The fear of giants and what they’re capable of leaves most humans to live in districts only the smaller species can. Eggs grew up without interacting with their larger counterparts. Now that he has met the other, he’d like his family to at least meet one good egg. g/t, FNAF bois

Karma

Meet the Wright Brothers. FNAF bois

Aftermath

If the time-lines weren’t so ‘twisted’. With James thrown at a storyline a bit more close to how ‘Five Nights At Freddy’s’ is. With Marionette being a girl, and William Afton being killed by the springlocked suit. FNAF bois

Crossing No Man’s Land

Scott Cawthon didn’t have a choice. His life had been pre-planned. He never had a way to stop it. To reverse it. But he was never prepared when it started traveling in the direction he truly wanted it to. FNAF bois

F Is For Friends

A giant learning how to properly treat tinies. Even if they are evil little bi- HE MEANS angels...demonic angels. g/t, FNAF bois

Dveon

If a certain egotistical business man was faced with his head-strong wife about holding their newborn son. Who’s human. And looks fragile and absolutely microscopic...David’s going to have a heart attack. g/t, FNAF bois

Bedtime Stories

Mike Schmidt with his incredible charm tells a story that may or may not be traumatizing. To ensure you enjoy it to the fullest extent: night = knight, ‘Golden like powers’ = wizard, and the sentences completely in bold is Sir Fredbear speaking. Thank you for taking the time to listen to the wonderful tale of David the late king. FNAF bois

Nightmares Are Born

The ‘Five Nights At Freddy’s’ fanfic that reverses what this particular blog usually portrays them as. A.K.A. no purple Vincent and an extremely not so innocent Jeremy.

Driving Lessons

David thinks he’s the best guardian in the world. You can’t hold anything against him when his charge is smaller than his finger. g/t, FNAF bois

What Are Best Friends For?

This is what best friends are for, and for no other reason. g/t, FNAF bois

Shoulder Angel And Devil

Introducing a ‘new’ kind of tiny. g/t, FNAF bois

Blood On Our Teeth

David is a vampire. Fritz is superstitious. The realization doesn’t go well. FNAF bois

| Bendy And The Ink Machine

| Chaptered Stories

Character Introductions Canon Under BATIM bois

Henry Ross

Bendy vs. Henry

A long string of shit-posts based upon ‘Bendy And The Ink Machine’ what-if’s

Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4

5 Time Grant Pulled A Dad

Don’t ask him how it happened. g/t, BATIM bois

1st Time

| Oneshots

Where We Stop No One Knows

This has always been his loop, creating a giant mess and having Henry clean it up. Not even the power of a demon could ever break him from it. Yet here Henry is, to do the impossible all over again.

Redefined

The definition of perfection is impossible to reach. But that doesn’t mean the want to be it vanishes after realizing. It just means you have to work harder. BATIM bois

Angels Don’t Cry

This was a challenge piece to write a prompt based upon a random phobia given. Meet Alice Angel's phobia, ranidaphobia, the fear of frogs and toads.

Gift From The Seas

He knows what you’re thinking, sirens have a bad reputation. But Joey can promise it doesn’t apply to him.

Outside The Studio

Sammy Lawrence thought he left the studio and everything that happened inside behind the day he escaped. Now with his past attempting to make itself known, making him fear of what happened having a truth behind it that he’s not ready to face, he’s unable to avoid it any longer. Not with others wanting to ‘help’. Personally, he thinks they should just mind their own business. BATIM bois

Cryptic Coworkers

Henry Stein always thought his coworkers in Joey Drew’s Studio were...interesting. He never thought be just might not be human. He should’ve when a challenge to make at least one employee a cryptid using edits, art, or writing came up.

Micro Managed

Henry agreed to be the first ‘test subject’ for the experimental invention Gent created after Joey requested something that help reaches high places in an instant without requiring a ladder, and makes it easier to animate without going outside fine lines. g/t, BATIM bois

B R E A K I N G

A bit of an ‘Alice In Wonderland’ take of what made Henry leave the studio.

Piano Keys

Sammy Lawrence has his own way of letting his frustrations out. Most people should let him do what he needs to do. And most people don’t take sound advice. BATIM bois

Time, Rhyme, Line, Mine

A BATIM inspired poem

| Miscelania Fandoms

| Sanders Sides

Anxi With A Side Of Ety Complete

In conclusion, the ‘what if’ scenario of Anxiety shrinking to about three inches in size when he first transferred over to the dubbed ‘light sides’. g/t

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

Incorrectly Correct

Logan doesn’t want to admit that it seems to be an apparition who’s been talking to him in Morse code. Good thing he’s incorrectly correct about it. ‘Correct’ because Roman certainly thinks of himself as a ghost...for the most part. g/t

| DreamSMP

Dadza vs. Giant Sons

You should, uh, totally to a DreamSMP 800 word fic. g/t, demanded by Editor

| Lego Monkie Kid

What Could Go Wrong

What everyone should've expected to happen at some point given Monkey King’s track record of being a lousy teacher. g/t, demanded by Editor

| Misc

SContainP

Anxiety has been apart of the foundation for multiple years. This was supposed to be a simple job for a field agent. The job description for ‘containment’ is supposed to rely with the containment specialists.

Bird Boxed

If the premise around ‘Bird Box’ had a much different ending, and with g/t as a major player. g/t

Over Your Shoulder

A comment was made on Jacksepticeye’s channel of his ‘Resident Evil’ playthrough about Ethan screaming for his life, and all the while with Jack being a voice in his head, being incredibly happy when Lady Dimitrescu was torturing him. I couldn’t help myself. g/t

| Collaboration Posts

The Power Of Frogs And Kisses

Sean’s favorite story is ‘Princess And The Frog’, and even without his dad’s reading it to him, there are traditions that must be followed. Or else beware the sad puppy-eyes. g/t, FNAF bois

Double Date

The double date that had been promised despite all parties not knowing. g/t, FNAF bois

Husband And Roommate Unite

Talking about raising children, and being the best husband and roommate possible. g/t, FNAF bois

Fool Me Once

One of the many reasons why Eggs needs supervision at all times. g/t, FNAF bois

Ask And You Shall Receive

Trying to be there for the person you love comes in many forms. And sometimes being thoughtful isn’t always completely thought out. g/t, FNAF bois

April Fools, Hunter

The outcome of having your pranksters gain a new partner in crime, and a way to shrink down a giant for some good old fashioned payback. g/t, FNAF bois

| Special Projects

| SCP AU

Anomalies and Incident Reports

SCP-8092 | Incident 8092-16 | SCP-8000 | Incident 8000-1 | SCP-8889 | Incident 8889-1 | SCP-8266 | SCP-8787 | Incident 8786-1

The Expense Of Trust Part 1 Complete

In the instant of a site-wide containment breach, there are only a few protocols available to follow. Know the right people, hope to be at the right place at the right time, and whatever you do, don't trust anything.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

| Vampire AU

Your Bleeding Heart

Hunt and kill vampires. That is what David was trained to do, the reason why he travels all across the country, all so that no one has to worry about what lurks in the shadows. It's supposed to be plain and simple, the rules of the trade having been set long before he became a hunter himself.

Keyword supposed to be.

| Month Long Challenges

| [ ] 2025, by the Editor (full list coming soon)

Vampire AU

| Voretober 2024, by voretober g/t, FNAF bois

Space AU

Art by paracosmic

| Gt July 2024, by gianttol g/t, FNAF bois

Subnautica AU

Subnautica AU But Reversed

Day 31 Eeepy

| Voretober 2023, by voretober g/t, FNAF bois

| Voretober 2022, by voretober g/t, FNAF bois

Continuing Plotline 1

Continuing Plotline 2/Change My Mind

Two Parter 1

Day 28 Awakening | Day 29 Nightmare

Two Parter 2

Day 30 Game... | Day 31 ...Over

Oneshot

Day 14 Guest | Day 16 Bubble

| Inktober 2021 mostly g/t, FNAF bois, BATIM bois

| Discord Contests g/t, FNAF bois

February | March | April | June

| February Prompts g/t, FNAF bois

2 Dare | 26 Collect

| G/tober 2019 g/t, mostly FNAF bois

last updated: 3/26/2025

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